로그인Chapter 6Alice’s POVA knock snapped me out of my thoughts. The door swung open, Hannah walking in. “Ma’am, it’s time to take your bath,” she said, bowing her head to the ground.“I can do it myself.”“Oh, no!” she exclaimed, her lips shivering. “It’s my duty. Please, just allow me.”I sighed. We arrived at the big bathroom, the sweet scent of lavender lingering in the air. The tub was filled with milk, and fresh rose petals were scattered across the surface. Hannah took off my clothes, gently helping me into the water. Then, more maids came in. “What’s with the whole charade," I asked, knowing the answer in my mind. “Tonight is a special night,” Hannah muttered. “We have to prepare you.” Cold dread crept beneath my skin. I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Prepare me for what?” They all froze, avoiding eyes contact. Hannah’s face turned red, blooming with a blush. At that moment, I knew. But I still wanted to hear it. “Huh?” I pressed on. “For him,” she whispered, her face
Chapter 5Alice’s POVMy muscles tensed, the pen feeling heavier than it should. I stared at the thick, high-quality paper before me, analyzing every single word. All it took was my signature and our bond would be sealed. My fingers shook, a bead of sweat forming on my forehead.“You’re hesitating," Klaus muttered, a flicker of something unknown crossing his features. “I’m thinking,” I replied, biting my lip. “No. You’re afraid.” My grip tightened on the pen.“I shouldn’t trust you.”“No, you shouldn’t,” he stated flatly. “But you need me.”My breath hitched. He was right. I lowered my pen, and finally signed the marriage certificate. “Now, you’re mine, Mrs Gambino,” he whispered, his hot breath against my ear. “Let’s go home.”I squeezed my eyes shut, a sharp pit in my stomach. A fortress-like house came into view, screaming power and outrageous wealth. An unsettling feeling rose in my chest as I looked at the black iron gate and surveillance-mapped walls. Walking in, the pote
Chapter 4Alice’s POVMy eyes snapped open, heavy, as if they had been glued shut, the sudden sharp light blurring my vision. I wanted to move but my body didn’t listen, feeling like it was hit by a truck. The low, intense hum of medical equipment and distant beeping of a cardiac monitor echoed in my ears. I tried to speak, but only a weak groan escaped as my throat was so dry. The atmosphere was thick with the smell of antiseptic cleaners and lingering hints of alcohol wipes. Taking a deep breath, a sharp, stabbing pain surged through my ribs, spreading to my chest and back. I groaned in pain, clutching my abdomen. “Miss Alice!” Nancy called out, bringing a pillow against my chest. “Hold this. It will help with the pain.”“Tha…thank you,” I managed to speak, my voice coming out raspy. “How did I…get here?” “You were involved in a car accident,” she said, her eyes welling with tears. My head throbbed, the memories flooding in. “Where’s father and mother?” My eyes darted around the
Chapter 3Alice’s POVBlood drained from my face as I subconsciously loosened my hands from her neck. Immediately, Veronica erupted in a theatrical cough, clutching her throat as if I had truly choked her. A deafening silence followed, the air heavy with unspoken accusation. I froze, defenseless at the dark storm arising. “Smack” A loud slap cut through the silence, landing on my face. My vision blurred with tears as I held my stinging cheek. “Have you gone crazy? How dare you lay a hand on her,” my father yelled, his voice trembling with rage. “You still haven’t changed your despicable ways.”I looked at my father, his reddened face filled with an anger I had never witnessed before. Even though I had never had a very smooth relationship with him due to his stubborn nature, he had never laid a finger on me. Here he was, doing it because of Victoria. I bit my lip, my fingers going numb. I looked at my mother, her expression, a mask of dilemma, torn between stopping my father and kee
Chapter 2Alice’s POVA year had passed, and I became a ghost to the people that once treated me like their world. I lingered near the dinner room doorway, the scent of roasted chicken and Victoria’s favorite baked Alaska cake filling the air. There I stood, watching helplessly as my mother and brother swarmed around her, their voices, a chorus of care and silent competition. I was left alone, no one bothering to spare me a glance. Looking at the varieties of dishes on the polished table, I realized that once again, they were all her favorites including the ones I was allergic to. Without a word, I turned, leaving the suffocating atmosphere and helped myself to a bowl of cereal. Arriving at my sanctuary, my eyes welled up, looking at the tight space and simple furnishings. It was a box, tucked away in the forgotten corner of the house. The walls were dull, a simple bed occupying most of the space. I once had a room filled with plush cushions, a large wardrobe filled with designer clo
Chapter 1Alice’s POVI was shot in the chest, blood trickling from my mouth. And the one who held the gun…was the man I loved. My eyes widened, instinctively clutching my chest. I crumpled to the ground, lying helplessly beside Nancy, my maid, who was shot clean in the head while trying to protect me. Involuntary tears streamed down my face as regret, unwillingness and bitterness washed over me. “If only second chances existed,” I thought to myself. “I’ll make them pay.” Then, darkness swallowed me. HOW IT ALL STARTED Staring back at the mirror, I couldn’t help but smile, gratitude filling my heart. I had everything. A comfortable home, a handsome fiancé and a family that loved me dearly. What else could a girl ask for? “You look stunning, Miss Alice,” Nancy, my personal maid, stated, her eyes shining in adoration. “Thank you, Nancy,” I replied, my smile becoming wider. “Shall we?” “Yes, Miss Alice.” Then, she extended a hand, gracefully pulling me up from my golden chair. Nancy







