Tension immediately shot up Svanna's spine right after Nightroe's mouth landed on the tops of her breasts. The bra had also been removed. What could she say? The lame reaction in her seemed to want to show that this was an effective dumb response; transfixed; silent; frightened.
Svanna's eyes were suddenly blank. There was no resistance as Nightroe had spread her legs, though there was no denying that the man seemed to confirm for a moment. Perhaps thinking that silence was a form of readiness. Svanna winced as she felt something trying to break through to her core. Still with the same pain. Never thought that Nightroe's manhood would actually make her feel full down there. The man's hips moved tentatively. Just a start. Yeah. Nightroe was never good at just making her comfortable. Instead, he tends to wait for the right moment to deliver a big blow. Svanna gasped when Nightroe's impact took on a significant tempo from the previous prospect, where the tolera"You know how much I hate you. Be prepared for the hell you will face if you dare to sign this marriage contract even once." Svanna understood that she would never escape the dark images of life after deciding to leave California and returning to this horrible city. There was no choice. There were no good prospects that could save her from a desperate emergency. Nightroe had explained how the man still hated her so much after four years had passed. Four years filled with bad flashes, so much so that Svanna wished she no longer had perfect memories just to be drawn back to those painful dark times. Her breath came in long gasps when she saw how Nightroe's broad shoulders were already out of sight behind the door of the house. How pathetic. The man had only come to warn her about something that was a complicated decision between them. Svanna never expected that the offer of marriage on paper would lead to a perfect life. Nor was she sure if a pure bond could be such an incomprehens
"You think I'm protecting you?"Svanna's body jerked against the room wall after a sudden grip landed on her jaw. Nightroe even whispered sarcastically, as if to show that all this was not part of the man's will.The sound of gunfire. All forms of events created thunderous sounds. Everything. It would never end like something that was being imagined. Svanna should have understood that someone with such intense hatred would not have the slightest interest in any situation.The veins of Nightroe's hands burst to the surface as the man's grip descended to her neck, then narrowed tightly, for an instant sending pain shooting through Svanna's nerves. She blinked repeatedly. Instinctively parted her lips to inhale the last of the air held in the back of her throat."Nightroe—"Svanna's vision blurred. Tightness took over, demanding something inside her to do at least one thing....She let the touch of a hand tighten around Nightroe's wrist and, through pure reaction, dug her nails in—sharp,
Nightroe 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 ridic
Now, a sudden touch made their eye contact clash intensely. Svanna held her breath, detecting Nightroe's grip quite painfully on her jawbone. She winced slightly. With pure reaction, she touched the wrist that felt solid so that the man would understand how to release someone who had not even done anything as a form of guilt."What do you want, Nightroe?"Svanna could hear for herself how her voice was laced with a restrained trembling tone. The worry in her tried to urge her to fight back. However, Nightroe always had a way of making the situation extremely painful. The anger in the man's eyes left many unexpected things that she could not describe between them. In the blink of an eye, the grip on her jaw went down like a horrible stranglehold.The remnants of yesterday morning still lingered in Svanna's mind; how Nightroe made her almost lose her breath, but this time she imagined that the man would end her life immediately just to get this marriage over with."Nightroe—"Svanna's c
The situation seemed surprising when Svanna had to jolt awake and found herself no longer facing the cold floor of the room, but this was no bed. Strange. Who had moved her to the sofa? Still in the same room. Svanna's face twisted in various directions. The bed was so empty. There was no Nightroe there, and the blanket... was now neatly spread out on the surface of the mattress. Someone had obviously stepped in and finished the rest of last night's mess. Could it be Nightroe? Svanna immediately sighed, thinking that was the most improbable part. The man who hated her would never pay the slightest bit of attention. There had been so much pain already and she didn't expect there to be any moments where Nightroe's habitual need to choke her would return. It was the first day after becoming the wife of that cruel man. Nightroe Da Sullivan. The second Mr. Sullivan, Don Nightroe, would continue his father's leadership based on the rules of their marriage being the main condition. Sva
A place as beautiful as this, Svanna understood more and more the purpose of Nightroe forbidding her to roam freely. He did not want her to enjoy anything that was truly relaxing. The green grass was wet in the morning, and across the way—just a short distance away from the back garden of the mansion—was the expanse of the Mediterranean Sea and the rolling waves that seemed to move perfectly.Svanna knew that she might incur Nightroe's wrath when she decided not to be obedient. Silently escaping from the room was against the rules. Elisabeth looked so worried when she saw her leaving the room, but she made sure the middle-aged woman would not get involved in anything.It felt like there was a desire to go further there, but Svanna could not overstep the boundaries. She did not know when Nightroe would return home. Hopefully not soon, then she could return to the room in peace after being completely satisfied."I heard that Nightroe won't let you out of the room. Why are you here?"Som
"You were assigned to treat me?" There were barely any other words Svanna could say. She herself was too confused about Nightroe's attitude. The hatred in the man's eyes was fresh blood, but why the sudden outpouring of concern, as if leaving behind a great hope? Indeed. Svanna was fine with the small wound on her knee. It was nothing. She had experienced worse than Nightroe could possibly imagine, and that still kept her from giving up. Svanna did not know where Nightroe had gone to now. It was quiet in the room before a servant finally came in and told her something that seemed surprising. "I can do everything myself. Thank you," Svanna said softly as she took over the wound cleanser. There was an incomprehensibility that made her wonder, why wasn't Elisabeth who came with the medicine kit? Why a different, younger-looking woman? Where had Elisabeth gone? Something inside Svanna was still searching for answers, but she continued with everything that was needed. All it took wa
"Didn't I tell you not to interfere in my business?" Svanna's body was dragged down and almost hit the foot of the bed. She was not quite prepared for Nightroe's anger, which was quite calm but also so dangerous. Knowing this would happen. They were finally back somewhere, in a room where everything felt like hell. How the sapphire-blue eyes were so intense, leaving a terrifying trail. Svanna's body needed to take a few steps back as the dangerous clatter of menace approached. Nightroe was not kidding about the regret that had seized her. She was terrified. The man did not even anticipate the gaping wound on the arm. Blood was already seeping profusely. However, for Nightroe... the most important part right now was to remind her to rethink the man's prohibition. There was nothing wrong with that. Svanna did not really break the rules. She was just doing something that felt appropriate. There was an attempt to defend that as an argument. "You're going to kill someone's life. Elis
Tension immediately shot up Svanna's spine right after Nightroe's mouth landed on the tops of her breasts. The bra had also been removed. What could she say? The lame reaction in her seemed to want to show that this was an effective dumb response; transfixed; silent; frightened. Svanna's eyes were suddenly blank. There was no resistance as Nightroe had spread her legs, though there was no denying that the man seemed to confirm for a moment. Perhaps thinking that silence was a form of readiness. Svanna winced as she felt something trying to break through to her core. Still with the same pain. Never thought that Nightroe's manhood would actually make her feel full down there. The man's hips moved tentatively. Just a start. Yeah. Nightroe was never good at just making her comfortable. Instead, he tends to wait for the right moment to deliver a big blow. Svanna gasped when Nightroe's impact took on a significant tempo from the previous prospect, where the tolera
Perhaps it was nothing but hatred wrapped around a kiss .... Svanna winced instinctively feeling Nightroe deliver a rough bite on her lower lip. Now she might find an answer. Just a punishment. Nightroe was punishing her for something that still hung between them. What did she expect from the hatred that still flared up? It was useless. There was nowhere to escape to. Svanna was even close to running out of air supply. She was a little grateful that Nightroe understood the situation she was in. However, it did not last long when the man returned to do the same. Crushing her, then pushing away the hand that she instinctively almost gave—almost touching her husband's face. The air from Svanna's lips parted in a gasp when Nightroe lifted her body. She couldn't deny, needing Nightroe's grip and broad shoulders was the only way to not make the situation between them feel chaotic. The alarm in Svanna reminded her that the man had taken steps to leave
Irony. Nightroe really knew how to manage to get her trapped. There was hardly a better phrase when Svanna's shoulders were jolted against the bathroom wall and there was absolutely no chance of escape. She even had to hold her breath when Nightroe's lips were so close to her face, and then the man asked, "Is the bitch in you trying to coax attention from my father?"The expression from the bottom of the man's heart—perhaps expressed full of pure contempt. Svanna could not imagine why Nightroe would harbor such thoughts. She really had no idea that Russoll Sullivan would receive so much information about the bad situation between them."I don't understand what you're talking about."That was all she could say as a small denial. Svanna did not expect Nightroe to cluck so close to her ear, but it had happened. She was completely unprepared when the touch of Nightroe's hand was already pinned on the shaft of her neck, which slowly became a threatening grip, should she dare
Nosebleed—again .... Svanna did not understand which word she needed to underline. Wanted to take action a little, but it seemed that Nightroe was back in the initial suit even though the man had to limp, towering over Russol Sullivan. Her father-in-law was right. Thick red liquid seeped from Nightroe's nose, while the rough hand tried to stop the bleeding from there. Not a single word was revealed from Nightroe's mouth. The man's sapphire eyes only stared intently at Russol Sullivan and... at her in turn. Svanna swallowed harshly as Nightroe almost staggered into the room. Silence instantly fell between her and Russol Sullivan. There was no telling what Svanna could say. Her mind wondered if there was some other situation that made Nightroe have to painfully touch the man's head himself. "What happened to Nightroe?" In the end, Svanna could not hold back any longer. Deciding to ask the question directly, even though Russol Sullivan's reaction was not certai
"I don't want to see that bastard."Svanna's lips almost unconsciously parted in response to Russol Sullivan's confession."I'm here to visit my favorite daugther-in-law," the middle-aged man continued with a wide smile. It was a statement and gesture that put Svanna in a slightly better mood. She had not expected that Russol Sullivan would suddenly haul the items set aside on the sofa towards her."These are all gifts for you."Surprised. However, Svanna could not express some things that were not fully able to water the arid knowledge around. Wondering what Nightroe would do later when the man found out about this.Irony. Svanna could not make Russol Sullivan wait any longer. She... by necessity—had no choice but to extend a hand to accept whatever the father-in-law gave her."You shouldn't have bothered, Papa."That was all Svanna could say. Russol Sullivan's expression implied something—perhaps she would never understand, until the middle-aged ma
Russol Sullivan was waiting there. It instinctively left a tension on Svanna's shoulders. She wondered a lot of bad things about what her father-in-law might say about the situation. However, an odd image soon sneaked up on her as she also noticed that the middle-aged man seemed to be carrying a lot of things. Around the sofa, there were already a lot of shopping papers arranged.Svanna swallowed harshly when she finally decided to step closer."Mr. Sullivan," she called nervously. There was an absurdity where Nightroe's father looked so reluctant. The middle-aged man chuckled, then gestured for her to take a seat. Svanna's mind clearly remembered: it was better for her to keep a little distance. Facing each other was at least the most promising part."I heard you were hospitalized for drowning in the bathtub?"There was no preamble. Russol Sullivan would not be able to hold back for too long. It was something ridiculous. Svanna could not deny the awkward atmosphere
"So, you brought lily flowers for me when Nightroe was there too?" asked Svanna skeptically while studying something that might be lingering behind Orlando's expression. She did not understand the man's thinking. They were two siblings who had lived together since childhood; Orlando should have known that Nightroe did not have a good tolerance for the flowers the man had chosen—no matter how consciously. However, the reluctant response behind Orlando's shoulder was a reminder of things pending. It took a lot of effort for Svanna to actually dive in, even though she could not fully grasp the prospect of being left around. The man even chuckled before finally saying, "I didn't know Nightroe was coming to see you. I thought he would never set foot into your infirmary because he never cared." If Orlando's thoughts were true like that. Svanna would not deny that it made sense. She herself never thought she would wake up and find Nightroe already there. Talking with som
After blinking repeatedly, taking in the silence around her. Svanna suddenly jerked awake, only to find that she was still in the same position as last time before falling into a deep sleep.She rubbed her face roughly and slowly moved her attention in various directions. A little incredulous to find Nightroe still there. Sleeping on his back, as if the man's position had never changed. What exactly was Nightroe planning?The alert level in Svanna's mind tried to take part. She knew... when falling asleep for a long time. Supposedly, when she woke up, she no longer found Nightroe in bed. The man was always gone, busy with various matters. It felt odd when things didn't go as usual. Perhaps something was wrong.Svanna's body's instinctive response implied the latter anyway... making her stop everything in place. The touch of her hand tightening on the sofa with such careful attention. Perhaps it was best to leave Nightroe like that. There was still other busines
"Be careful, Ms."No idea what was really going through Nightroe's head. The man had committed an act of rape, too severe, and the impact was unfinished, even when she only had to step foot into the room.How Svanna scratched her head. Trying to endure the pain in several parts of her body. She needed to hold on. Thankful that Alina was always patiently guiding their steps.The door to the room opened, and it seemed that this place still left so many bad memories. Svanna's breathing was heavy, detecting how she would be trapped here again. Imagining so many memories between Nightroe and another woman.It was so sad. She could only touch the bed and some additional prospects when it was no longer about Yohana's things. Nightroe might have asked Alina to change such an important part, as if to cover the tracks or because... this time the man was starting to realize how important it was to not involve the presence of other women, though there was still the validity wher