Mag-log inNightroe saw her offer herself up for their wedding, and it shouldn't have come as a surprise that Svanna would face moments where the wedding night felt like a freezing polar vortex.
She wasn't in denial about how much it hurt when everyone witnessed a decision that wasn't okay. After the wedding vows, the man wasn't even willing to give her any additional touches at the direction of the priest, other than rudely placing the ring on her ring finger, and then the tall body just walked away. Gone as if there had never been a day when a pure relationship had bound them. Svanna would not blame Nightroe for a situation like this. It was her fault for not reconsidering the man's threat. Wouldn't it be much fairer to imagine what kind of hell Nightroe would offer? Rather than thinking about her husband's current whereabouts. Husband .... The corner of Svanna's lips twitched bitterly at the thought of that one prospect. Pathetic. She married a man who hated her so much. It was the most ridiculous decision as long as she hoped to be sane after this. There was no time to brood over something that was already done. Svanna's body jerked when suddenly the door to the room opened and Nightroe towered over her. The man's steps seemed to be immediately arrested as he found her sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed. There was no conversation. The silence was a rumbling one... as loud as the pounding of the heart in Svanna's chest cavity. She didn't know what Nightroe would do. Fear as the man began to pace towards her and instinctively clenched her fingers into fists as the scent of cologne wafted around the air. Nightroe was too close. Too fragrant. And... too dangerous. Svanna swallowed harshly, detecting how the remaining space between them was barely spaced. The tall body was leaned in—literally almost touching—until Svanna's natural reaction was to squeeze tight. She didn't want to do anything, at least for now, a time when the hatred was still too raw, and it certainly wouldn't involve a healthy relationship, but their relationship had never been healthy. Always with poison everywhere. Nightroe even regarded her as a disgusting woman. Arranging for them to be in a position of intense rivalry. Svanna clearly refused to serve her enemy, even though the man's every need had become a responsibility she could never forget. Damn. She mistakenly thought that Nightroe was going to do something on their wedding night. In reality, the man just wanted to grab the cellphone that was just lying on the bed, right so close to her ass. Svanna's breath immediately came in long gasps when Nightroe took a step back. Either it was a kind of relief, or perhaps she needed to prepare herself for other unexpected actions. Truly, Svanna did not keep the level of caution at times when stepping into the room. Fear made her almost unable to think straight. She thought the man was waiting for her with dangerous anger, but the painful silence felt even more threatening. Nightroe looked like he was contacting someone, then the man stepped towards the bathroom. Svanna blinked. Repeatedly trying to control herself after Nightroe's body disappeared behind the door. Perhaps what she also needed to do was to get rid of the wedding dress that was still attached to her body. It had been too long. She felt uncomfortable. For a moment, it was quite difficult to pull down the zipper on her back. Svanna did not give up. It was a bit of a rush. Afraid to imagine if Nightroe suddenly appeared. However, that was something she never thought about. The bathroom door opened. Not knowing what kind of coincidence was trying to make the situation between them feel tense. Nightroe was only covered by a towel wrapped around the man's sexy hips. The perfect body was such a mess that Svanna almost froze in disbelief. She dared not say anything. Her voice might create a storm, as it attracted Nightroe's anger to act up. Don't let the man's hatred end up being so devastating. Svanna instinctively pulled up the thick blanket. Covering her entire body that was only clad in underwear after the wedding dress slipped down and letting Nightroe stare for quite a while, but the man then looked away. It seemed to be enough with the need to put the cell phone onto the nightstand, because the rest of the time Nightroe really did not consider Svanna's presence to be visible around the man, even though they were in a very close position. She slightly thought that Nightroe would soon disappear—again—behind the door. However, the man unexpectedly stopped, turned half a face, then adjusted their position so that they were facing each other. Svanna did not understand what Nightroe was going to do. The different height portions instinctively led her to raise her face. She silently raised her guard in case the man would unexpectedly take a bad action."I want you to stay here. Don't go anywhere. Stay with me while I sleep."However, in another unexpected turn, Nightroe suddenly grabbed her wrist just as she was about to step away and leave the man behind.Svanna looked down, slightly transfixed by their clasped hands. There were no words to describe the difference between them. Nightroe's fingers were too big for her small ones. In fact, from any angle, their body postures showed a significant mismatch. Svanna didn't know if she was too small, or if Nightroe was just oversized, but it should have been that way. The man grew to resemble a giant, dominating the situation between them. After all, none of the Sullivan descendants were trapped at the average height of ordinary people. Although Svanna didn't know what Nightroe's other sibling looked like, the one Elisabeth had told her about that day. Perhaps the Sullivan family still had photos of the deceased. Only there was no opportunity to find out. She wasn't brave enough to pry
"Wake up."To avoid any... worst-case scenario, Svanna decided not to look at Nightroe. She simply waited for the man to wake up, sitting while trying to remove the jacket from his body.Seeing how the man was facing a grim prospect, Svanna immediately took action. She offered help until Nightroe was shirtless. Then handed him clean clothes. The man made no comment, simply doing as he was asked, then looked back at her; this made Svanna uncomfortable; she tried hard to avoid eye contact. "You are very beautiful."Nightroe's deep voice sounded hoarse. The most surprising detail was the way the man suddenly touched her arm. Svanna gasped. Apart from being surprised, Nightroe's high temperature was something they needed to deal with.After all, the man was not in a stable condition when he said that. It would be understandable if, suddenly, in his conscious state, Nightroe had paid her a compliment. That was definitely not going to happen.Svanna tried to ignore everything. She decided
It had been a week since she was faced with the decision in the dungeon, and how Nightroe's departure was an endless silence, because even now... their silence was sealed by the man's absence here.It was something that Svanna actually desired very, very much, but sometimes... something inside her always wondered 0how Nightroe was doing out there. There was no news; she also did not try to ask directly; they hardly ever made any contact; it was better that way. Forget about Nightroe.After all, everything she needed here always went through Russol Sullivan's permission, and the middle-aged man would not let her be trapped in a screaming roar. Like now; when she was given a large plot of land to plant whatever she wanted. Svanna could hardly describe how she felt when she had her own garden. It was like the most promising dream. Regardless of whether the urge within her urged her to worry about Nightroe. At least she had her own business to keep her busy. Many seeds had just sprout
"What are you going to do, Nightroe? Tell them to let me go."Half protesting, Svanna showed a rebellious attitude. She tried hard to shake off the hands that were gripping her wrists. She didn't like this. Nightroe had already been rough enough, and it would be fairer if he didn't make the situation between them even more complicated.However, the only thing Svanna found was calmness, even though Nightroe immediately towered behind Amelia's body as the woman remained kneeling in a forced position."I'll ask you one more time, what do you want me to do?"This was confusing. Svanna frowned and shook her head slightly. "I don't understand," she said slowly, but then Nightroe gestured again to the two men holding her.There was a brief sense of relief as she felt a little more freedom. She immediately hugged herself while observing every detail of what Nightroe might do."Forgive her or shoot to kill?"Could Nightroe not say something more clearly? She might understand who needed to be f
Svanna brushed her hair away from her face, then tentatively got up. She would prepare herself for something more valuable. It was best not to dwell on a situation that left so much pain in her chest. She would leave the room immediately. Maybe ask Russol Sullivan for permission to have some freedom here, because it would clearly be difficult to understand if she still hoped Nightroe would show her kindness. It was useless. She also didn't care if Nightroe would be upset about the decision she was about to make. Their marriage was part of the agreement. Nothing more. Nightroe had no right to simply dictate what she should and should not do."Ms, you are requested to see the master in the dungeon."Svanna gasped when she opened the door and found Alina waiting there. The woman was respectful. This was strange. A short while ago, Nightroe had just walked away, half-angry. "Didn't Nightroe just leave?" she asked slowly. At least... it caught Alina's attention and made her make eye con
G"Focus on me.""If you dare let your teeth touch there, you'll find out what I can do."It was a threat she couldn't take lightly. Svanna was silent for a moment. At least Nightroe gave her a chance to catch her breath. A chance during which she had to resist his intense gaze.Every detail of what Nightroe did was unfair. She never wanted to serve that man in the form of coercion. Especially in a way that was completely out of the question for her. "Why don't you find another woman if you can't control your disgusting lust?" asked Svanna when Nightroe almost brought her face back to his swollen dick."You are the whore I married. Why would I bother myself with involving another woman?"Nonsense. Svanna instinctively snorted, then said, "You are disgusting. Your common sense has been eaten away by hatred. You'd better sleep with a woman who is lying in a coma than force something I don't want at all. I'm sure Yohana would be willing to serve you. Whether she's conscious or not."Sva







