تسجيل الدخولSerafina's POV[Early Morning | Her Studio]I should be concentrating. All my mind should be thinking about was new designs that'd stun the world.I should be focused, especially with Aleskander absent. Before the sun rose, the bastard left.Still, his ceder scent lingered in the air like his words.*I'll gain the world's biggest prize*I groaned as his utterance flooded my mind, threatening to wash away my focus.*I see it in you*Again, I groaned, tucking my lip. I tried to stitch a piece of fabric but my attention kept dwindling.*Let me bring it out of you, Serafina*This time, I screamed when Aleskander's voice invaded my head. Heavy breaths poured from my mouth, falling on my bloody thumb."Just stop haunting me already!" I hissed quietly, speaking to no one but myself.I dropped the needle and the cloth, wrapping my left fingers around my right thumb. It bled so much, and slowly, I brought it to my mouth, sucking on it.Aleskander was making me a mad woman. At times, I wondere
Serafina’s POV:[Late Noon | Her Studio]My safe haven was no longer safe. Why? Because when I slid my door open, the literal devil was lounged on my couch.I liked how my place smelled like fabric and dye. I did not appreciate the addition of cedar that drifted in the air.I never tried to convince myself that Aleskander would leave. Nah. I wanted the Sin of Pride, and it'd hurt him so bad if things ended on my own accord.Still, it wasn't right enough for him to invade my space. Especially not my safe haven!But did I yell at him? Did I throw my shoes at his handsome smirk instead of the floor?No. I did none of that. I hummed a little tired tune as I peeled my coat from my limbs, slid the band off my hair, kicked my shoes to the floor.Like I said before, I had too much on my mind to think about this man. I had a lot on my mind and in my chest.I could tell my movements were slow. It couldn't be blamed since I walked with a weight on me. Throughout the ride, I couldn't lift anyt
Serafina’s POV:[Noon | A Hospital]Finally, I was in the hospital. It’d be foolish of me not to come after I heard the news.I battled the demons in my mind, won, and now, I’m here.A pair of dark shades sat prettily on my nose. They hid my dark eyes for two reasons. One, I didn’t want anyone to spot me here.It was already so disgraceful that I was here to see him. Second, I barely got any sleep and had dark circles.Last night seemed endless. But someone put a dent in it, and that someone was Aleskander.He could’ve dropped that information a lot more gently than that. But he didn’t. The fucker talked about Papà’s health like it was a line from a newspaper.After that, the entire meeting went… How did it even go again? I couldn’t remember. I didn’t care to focus on anyone after that.The drive back home wasn’t any different. My mind was fixated on Papà, and Aleskander’s on heaven knows what.He refused to say anything to me, and I didn’t care. My mind had been occupied with just
Serafina's POV:[3am | Inside Hell's Paradise, The Casino]Sinners.I believed this place harboured more sinners than people. And more sins than emotions.What drifted in the air was something more irritating than smoke. There was the musk of sex. The stench of blood. The smell of drugs and alcohol. The sweet scent of seduction.They all danced together, caressing every pore in my flesh.It wasn't so bad.Once we stepped in, Aleskander held me like treasure after a heist.His hand was on my waist. His blood creamed my bare skin, and I didn't complain.Music threatened to rip the speakers apart. Just like moans did to many women's lips. Even men's too.Indeed, here seemed like hell. It even felt like it because of the heat.So many eyes held flames as they stared at me. At Aleskander and me.Thus, I raised my chin higher, stabbing my mouth with a smirk.“You enjoy attention, don't you?” Aleskander grunted, his voice licking my eardrums.Like a leech, he stuck close to me. Too close.I
Serafina's POV:[Well Past Midnight | A Casino]I should be in bed.But here I was pulling the brakes of a Maserati GranCabrio. Aleskander was a strange man. His actions were stranger, and questioning them was pointless.It was exhausting, and I let out a sigh. My fingers fell from the steering wheel, gaze drifting to an empty seat.Yeah, it was empty since Aleskander had alighted quickly.For some seconds, I remained there silently. My head rested back, staring at the night sky. Yeah, the car had an open roof.I felt the noise from the casino was more organized than my life. My life felt so… shaky.I hated it.For someone who basically got reborn, I should be deadly.Information was a great weapon. But it felt like a toy gun in my hand.I was doing so many things wrong.Guilt and anger and even lust tried to live in me. But they couldn’t coexist, and like a ship with many sailors, I was wrecked."Get your shit together, Serafina" I mumbled, shutting my eyes.Cold air, accompanied
Serafina’s POV:[Late At Night | Aleskander’s Mansion | A Room]The screams were horrifying. But not unfamiliar. Or rare. Or uncommon.I stood by the door, slowly drifting my attention to the cage.I’d seen more beasts than I wanted to. Inhaled their musky scent more than I needed.And I’d watched them tear flesh from limbs more times than I could count.Of course, these were all thanks to Papà. For Christ’s sake, he wasn’t an ordinary man.Surely he wouldn’t be a plain father, and trust me, nothing about my childhood was plain.Vittoria’s might be.I tried to shield her from Fabio’s cruel ways and teachings. I absorbed his sick doctrines like a sponge.Whilst teens watched TV shows, I’d watch real people get killed.So this sight of lions devouring men was horrifying, yes. But so common that I gazed on flatly.“You don’t seem to be impressed by my show.”Through the agonized screams, cracking bones, and growls, he spoke.My focus drifted back to the man who sat on a chair like a thr







