LOGIN• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • "You never think about what I say," Daniel said but he didn't shout. He stood utterly still before he crashed the already ruined teddy at his feet again. The action stretched unnecessarily for minutes until Mili felt it was pressing against her chest. Mili could physically sense that it was not going to end well! "You brought this fucking thing into your room!" he said at last. Mili's lips parted as she fought against the guilt rising in her chest, "I didn't even think there was anything to doubt. Also, it didn't mean anything to me." "That's the problem," he snapped, "You don't see danger where it exists," he cut in. He was aware of her naivety... He never for a moment doubted his wife's intentions, but still, it was a hard pill for Daniel Knight to swallow so quickly. One thing he was determined to do... That was to make Jovanno pay the price. Daniel moved towards his nervous wife. "You felt someone watching you," he continue
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Mili stirred at his question. The softness drained from her face first. Her lashes fluttered as she pulled back just enough to look at him... Enough that he could see the fear return to her beautiful eyes. She held the fabric of his shirt. "Jovanno… he said…" Her voice faltered as she spoke, "He said Lucia told him." "Lucia told him?" Daniel quietly repeated. "Yes, in the garden..." Mili's fingers tightened in the fabric of Daniel's shirt like she didn't... She couldn't believe it fully but the fact that Daniel went still and didn't trust it either made her feel a pang of jealousy. "But there's more ..." She whispered. "I'm listening," Daniel spoke calmly. She hesitated. Her lips parted, then closed again. When she finally spoke, the words came in a frightened rush, "He… he said something else. Something terrible," Her fingers trembled where they clutched his shirt. "He said he had seen me. While I was sleeping in my previous be
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • CRASH. The sound of the shattering glass exploded through the living room. A heavy flower planter from the patio flew through the floor-to-ceiling window, followed immediately by two dark figures in tactical gear. The guards, who had been stationed at the end of the mansion's perimeter had approached the closed door. One was trying to force the door where the other man broke apart the glass. Miliani was startled. "Get away from her!" a voice roared past the wall. Jovanno's breath hitched sharply. The vile confidence that had twisted his face moments ago vanished, replaced by raw panic. His grip loosened. Mili didn't waste the second. She drove her knee into his torso with everything she had. Jovanno staggered back while cursing and barely kept his balance. Mili scrambled upright. She placed her robe properly with trembling fingers as she rushed toward the door. Her other hand fumbled desperately with the lock. "You bitch..."
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • "Why is no one -" Mili whispered, putting herself up. She tied her robe properly this time and stepped out of the room. The corridor was eerily quiet. Usually, at least one maid lingered around the house at this hour. Today... there was no one. Descending the stairs, she approached the door cautiously and peeked through the glass panel. Her brows knit in mild surprise, "Jovanno…?" She opened the door halfway. Jovanno stood there with an easy smile, hands clasped behind his back like an obedient child. He was dressed neatly and looked familiar as usual. "I hope I'm not intruding," he said quiet softly. "I rang several times." "I... No," Mili replied, confused more than alarmed. "I just… didn't expect anyone," She glanced behind him instinctively. "Is everything okay?" He nodded gently. "Yes. I was just spending some free time in the garden. Lucia mentioned you were alone today." That name tightened something in her chest. Mili
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Miliani woke up with a sudden gasp. Her hand flew to the other side of the bed which was empty and cold. "Daniel…?" she whispered before opening her eyes and then she sat up in a rush. Panic surged through her before sleep could fully leave her eyes. The pillow beside her still carried his scent, but his warmth was gone already. She threw the covers aside, hastily slipping into her robe with trembling fingers, not even bothering to tie it properly as she rushed out of the bedroom. Her bare feet hit the cold marble floor as she ran toward the hall. And then her eyes found him. Daniel stood near the widely opened door, already dressed up as usual, phone in one hand and Lucia was in front of him. They were speaking softly about something. Mili's breath hitched. Her heart slammed so hard at the scene that it hurt. For a second, she just stood there, frozen, watching the scene she had feared all night. He's ready to leave. He's wit
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Mili couldn't help but clutch the door of their bedroom as she ran back, driven only by sheer helplessness. She couldn't stand there anymore… not when her eyes were already damp with tears. She muffled her sobs as best as she could, but the moment her feet crossed the threshold of the bedroom, they spilled out recklessly. She latched the door behind her and walked toward the mirror. A broken question rose from her aching heart as she looked at her reflection. 'When they got married, there was no love… and now, when they finally love each other, there is no place left for their marriage.' She loved her husband more than anything in this world, and she wasn't afraid to claim him anymore. But over the past few days, Lucia had subtly made her understand how Daniel's thoughtless, impulsive act of saving that maid's lover from the Romanos had exposed Mr Serrano's hidden loyalty to the Knights - a loyalty he had kept buried under his skin for







