Mag-log inKAITLYN I gasp out in horror, my body going numb in devastation. My jaw hangs down as I stare at the body of the woman I was with just a few minutes ago. What could have killed her? Who? I slowly look up and my heart sinks as I stare at the pile of bodies littered all over the corridor. I gasp again and stagger back, clutching onto the knob for support as I realize that this is a slaughter. I can't breathe. I can't move. I feel like I am dying. My body is shaking and my head is swirling around in sharp spins. I need no one to tell me that I'm in deep trouble. A sickening feeling fills my belly and my feet grow numb while my blood runs cold. I need to get out of here. I need to escape. I look around the bathroom for a weapon I can use to defend myself. The music is still playing so loudly outside the corridor, but I know something dangerous is happening. I pause when my eyes catch a blade strapped around the thighs of the stripper. I gasp in relief and crawl over to her. I g
KAITLYN “Have a drink!” Giovanni says as he waves his hand at the glass of whiskey in front of me.I am sitting at the table with them, right beside Giovanni and a bald man who introduced himself as Alejandro. I don't know why but I don't like the energy from the seven men sitting with me.“I don't feel like it,” I reply, forcing a smile. The white-haired man sitting across from me narrows his eyes and looks away like he has been doing for the minutes I've been here.“You are Peterson's daughter?” Justus, one of the men, asks, and I nod my head, stretching my lips even further.The man grins and looks at the one sitting beside him. I dim my eyes, trying to understand what is going on between us.“I can't believe Nikolai married Peterson's daughter,” the man laughs and my chest tightens. I clutch my knees, my throat burning with rage.“What's wrong with my father?” I try to sound calm but my question comes off sharp.The laughter ceases, and the man sits up, his face stained with conf
ANAMy heart sinks when those words leave her lips. I grip the sheets, not even trying to imagine what that devil will do to me. If he can kill that friend of Kaitlyn without looking back then he can do worse to me.I swallow hard and raise my head again to look at the smiling witch.“What? You're going to snitch on us?” I ask, forcing the fear down my throat to keep my voice steady.The smile on her face drops for a second but they return immediately. “Of course, I am here because of that,” she says and my chest tightens.I stare at her, my hands shaking beneath the blanket. I can't beg her. Never.She tilts her head to the side, her eyes sparkling in mischief.“You won't plead for your life?” she asks. I knew it. She wants to see me beg.I scoff loudly, my lips slowly stretching into a smile.“If you care so much about your madame then you'll be heading to that telephone to place a call to your boss,” I whisper.The smile on her face falls and her jaw clenches. I can see a surprise
KAITLYN I suck in a deep breath as I step out of the car. The street is empty and dark and the only thing around me is a cave-like building that I am sure the man is in. I stare at the cave-like building in front of me for a while before walking in. The place is so silent that I can feel chills wash over my body. Lights are lined up along the wall but I still don't feel comfortable walking in.I turn and stare at the door for a while, then look back at the long corridor that looks like it has no end.Just a few more walks down that corridor, and I will be in a room full of cigarette smoke and the worst morally grey activities on earth.I can't believe I will be mingling with these people.Well, I have to do this for Philippe and Ana.I grab my purse tightly and breathe in deeply again before walking down into the corridor.I don't know how long I've been in here but it feels like the corridor has no end. I curse loudly and brush my hair back then begin to calculate how long I've be
ANA“Are you ready?” I watch her as she straightens up and shifts her gaze to the door when she hears my voice. She forces a smile and nods her head, trying to hide the fear that flashes past her eyes.“Yes,” she mutters.I narrow her eyes over her body, admiration swelling up in my eyes.“I'm sure their jaws will drop when they see you,” I mutter and she chuckles.“Stop flattering me. I need to get there alive,” Kaitlyn replies.I sigh loudly and drag my feet to where she is standing. She stiffens as I wrap my hands around her shoulders.“Just make sure you come back alive. If it gets too dangerous just take a life and get back here,” I warn her.I know what I am saying is outrageously absurd but I don't care anymore.At this point in life. I have to protect what I cherish even if it means becoming a murderer.Besides, lots of murderers are walking around free in the country with no fear or guilt.Why can't I do the same if Nikolai Rider is?“I need to find a way to get out first,”
KAITLYN My cup drops, my jaw falls open, and a sickening feeling grips me when the words leave her lips. I gasp loudly and drop into the chair while she stares at me with confusion scribbled across her face. “So… he's involved, isn't he?” She asks with so much disappointment in her voice. My throat clenches and I look down at the shattered glass on the ground.“I don't think so. I'm just shocked you mentioned him,” I murmur out a lie.I can feel her eyes on me as I bend down and begin to pick the splinters on the ground.Silence reigns in the room as I pick the glass pieces, while she stares at me. I don't know what the maid is doing and I don't care. I wonder what is going on in her mind as she sits there.Does she hate me? Does she know I'm lying? Is she cursing me out silently and regretting knowing me at all?What is going on in her mind?!I can't even look up at her because of the guilt eating me up.“How are you feeling?” She suddenly asks after a long stretch of uncomfortable
KAITLYN “Hey, Kaitlyn, wake up," I hear a voice whisper into my ear as I lie still and almost dead.Why did the voice sound so familiar? Why does it remind me of him?"Kaitlyn?” My eyes slowly open, not because I am strong enough but because I want to be sure it is who I think it is.And just lik
KAITLYNSilence reigns in the car as Philippe drives through the busy road.I glance at him for the sixth time, expecting him to speak and save me from tension, but he doesn't.Instead, he keeps his eyes on the road and grips the wheels tighter like it will break if he dare lets go.I can't take th
KAITLYNI stare at the tea the woman has made, my fist clenching. I haven't touched it since she dropped it and walked away. The only thing on my mind is Philippe's last words, and what gets me so worked up over it is the urgency in his tone.I sigh loudly and run my hand through my hair, then get
KAITLYNI feel horror clench my throat as I stare at the message that pops into my phone.I take a deep breath and shake my head, then drop the phone.Why will I join hands with the same man who tried to kill me?That is impossible! That will never happen!I spring up from the chair, still shaking

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