登入Nadia’s POVIt is almost sunset when we arrive at the estate. The mansion is bustling, the staff moving briskly as they arrange and prepare for the evening. I guess I am the only one who was left in the dark about this dinner gathering.“Mrs Romano, we need to get you ready now,” Clara says softly. “Mr Romano will be back in an hour.”I bite my lower lip, and let out a numb sigh. “Okay,” I mumble, following her upstairs to my room. After a quick shower, I sit down at the vanity dresser and let Clara style my hair.“You have very beautiful hair, ma’am,” she whispers. I offer her a small smile through the glass, but as she sweeps my bangs back, the faint scar on my forehead catches the light, reflecting on the mirror, my mood drifts instantly. Noticing the shift, Clara adjusts the strands to cover it up, then finishes her work without a word.I have never liked makeup, so I ask her to leave my face bare. Once my hair is done, she helps me into the gown she picked out — a stunning, gre
Nadia’s POV My trembling hands grip my nightwear, squeezing the fabric tightly. He threatened to kill Clara just because I overslept a bit? How could anyone be so cruel? “Sit down, Nadia. Or do you want me to help you with that?” His voice breaks the silence, startling me. I quickly slid into one of the seats at the table. I hadn’t even brushed my teeth yet. How am I supposed to eat without brushing? “Why aren’t you eating?” he asks suddenly. I gulp down the lump in my throat. “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.” I murmur. “And you stay in bed until I had to send a maid to wake you up?” “Um… I… I was feeling a bit tired, so I overslept,” I murmur” He leans back against his chair, his eyes boring holes into my skin. “What do you think you are here for, piccola?” My heart skips a beat. I look up at him, my hand gripping the hard edge of the table. I bite down on my lower lip and decide to ask him a question that has been haunting me for the past two days. “Why did you
Nadia’s POV My body still shudders from aftermath of the wedding today. He is just so brutal. After the ceremony , he orders his guards to take me back to the estate, while he drives in a different direction with a separate convoy. Now that I’m married to him, what next? Will he force himself on me? Because I definitely do not want that. He prepares an exquisite suite for me — lavishly decorated and just a few steps away from his own. I can’t even imagine what he actually has in store for me. A knock on the door startles me. I glance at the wall clock and it is past midnight. I walk over and open it. The maid who was assigned to me stands there, a bowl of fruit in her hand. “I’m sorry for bothering you, Mrs Romano. I notice you didn’t eat anything for dinner, so I brought you some fruit,” she explains. I smile at her. “Thank you, um—“ “Clara, ma’am, “she responds. “Thank you, Clara.” I take the bowl from her and walk back into the room. Taking an apple from the
Nadia’s POV Today is my wedding day. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. A bride is supposed to be happy on her wedding day. But am I? No. Far from it. I am been forced to marry a monster who kills at will, and there is nothing I can do about it. I have no one to fight for me. From now on, I can only depend on myself. “You look extraordinarily stunning, Miss,” the maid who dressed me up whispers, her voice laced with awe. Scoffing bitterly, I look down at the breathtaking white gown, heavily embedded with shimmering crystals. I couldn’t stop the tear that slip down my eye, tracing a path through my makeup. I don’t want this. I have never dreamed of marrying someone I don’t love, and definitely not a man who is binding me to him for some dark, ulterior motives. He already threatens to kill Jaxon and Max if I refuse to comply. He knows that they are the two people left that mean the world to me, and he’s using them as leverage. “The car is ready, Miss,” the maid announ
Nadia’s POV Two days passed, and I have not seen Lorenzo. I haven’t even heard his voice. Today makes it the third day since I arrived in this place — wherever “here” is. He keeps me locked up in this room, feeds me twice a day. Even the maids who comes to clean speaks to me in harsh, commanding tones, treating me like an intruder, rather than a guest. Staring out of the window, I reminisce about what my life used to be when my parents were alive. It was sweet, vibrant and safe. Now, I don’t even know what to call this existence. An abrupt, heavy knock strikes on the door twice before it swings open. A guard walks into the room. “The Don requests your presence in his room. Please come with me,” he says, his tone sharp and intimidating. I swallow the lump in my throat and walk toward the door, following closely behind him. This is the first time I have step out of the room ever since Lorenzo kidnapped me, and the sight that greets me steals air directly from my lungs. The man
Lorenzo’s POV I have been watching her every move for the past six days. I know she is planning to escape. How stupid. Sitting down beside her on the bed, anger builds up in my chest as I stare at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever set eyes on my entire life. My little sister should be around her age now, if only she was alive. Clenching my fist, I stand to my feet and walk out of the room, leaving the ghost of my past behind. “Let me know when she wakes up,” I say to Viktor. “Yes, Don,” he responds. “The ladies are in your room, waiting” “Oh?” A dark smirk curlsmy lips. I need to release some serious tension. I climb the stairs to my quarters and kick the door open. Three women lay stark naked on my bed. “What are your names?” I ask, my voice devoid of warmth. “Mira, Vera, Lucia,” they respond, smiling seductively. “We have been waiting for you, Don Enzo” Mira says, crawling off the mattress. She walks toward me, her hands drawing teasing circles on my chest. I gr
Nadia’s POV My heart hammered frantically against my ribs as I watched Lorenzo walk to my uncle and crouched down in front of him. “I want her. Consider it a repayment of your debt. Also, here is seven million dollars. Do not come for her in future, I’m paying you pretty well for her.” He said a
“Nadia’s POV I walked down the street that led to the Bennetts mansion as the event of earlier today replayed in my head. That man is really a devil. They call him the prince of hell, but they are wrong. He is the devil himself. The way his icy blue eyes stared at me, I could feel the hairs on
Nadia’s POV I stood rooted to the spot, trying to process what I’d just heard. Then I turned to Jaxon, “was he talking to me?” I asked, gesturing at myself with my finger. “He definitely was, Nadia.” he responded. Oh God. “Well, why are you still standing there, Nadia? Go on and get changed!
Ayla’s POV I paused, staring at the shards on the floor. Then I looked up to see Alex, my cousin. A glass in his hand, he looked at me and smirked. He was drunk. “Oooops! Sorry cuz, I had no idea you’d be walking in.” He grinned and staggered back upstairs. I stared at the sparkling shards blo







