LOGINNow, the glass cabinet—which should have been full of perfume bottles—was completely empty. Svanna let out another harsh sigh but nodded slowly as they said their goodbyes and left.
She did the same, simply leaving the walk-in closet, only to find Nightroe had just stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his sexy hips.His impeccable physique almost drew her gaze to linger longer. Svanna blinked. Trying to calm herself as Nightroe stood towering over her; perhaps he re“Pregnant, huh!?” Yohana had underlined everything here. She wasn’t going to stop. Deliberately grilled Nightroe after he returned from the dungeon. The atmosphere was still quite tense, but she wanted the real answer. There was pent-up anger upon hearing Svanna’s confession. Everything would become even more difficult if this contract marriage involved the presence of a child. Yohana would never accept it. She was still waiting for Nightroe to speak up, even though he tended not to want to be bothered by anything.Screw it.From the start, Nightroe had looked agitated. She didn’t care until she actually found the answer. “You admitted you don’t love her. But why is she carrying your child?”This might be a bold move. Yohana swallowed unconsciously as Nightroe glared sharply at her. What was wrong? Her confession was already so clear. It would be hypocritical if this marriage turned out to involve Nightroe’s attraction to another woman. Especially with the preg
“I just wanted to make sure my father was okay,” Svanna said—almost feeling how her tongue was so heavy.“She's lying. I saw her bringing a lot of food down to the dungeon.”The worst-case scenario was forgetting about Yohana’s presence. That woman was clearly still here. Pitting Nightroe against her to provoke a more painful form of anger.“My father hasn’t eaten since you locked him in the dungeon. I just want to make sure he has enough strength to survive.”Svanna struggled desperately to control herself and stay calm, even though she knew… her heart would end up far more shattered when Nightroe gave a cynical smirk.“Survive? Do you think I’m going to kill him?” the man asked, almost in a whisper.Perhaps it was just a trap. Svanna dared not say anything, only shaking her head as a hint. It was possible… until Nightroe discovered Russol Sullivan’s whereabouts and confirmed his father was safe; Heldfan would be the one sacrificed, because after all… the mi
Svanna’s attention was fixed straight on the scene there. She had just finished her bath. She never expected to find something unusual. Yohana had no right to sneak into her room quietly. Moreover, the woman looked frozen while clutching something.A fear Svanna couldn’t control was rising within her. Various thoughts were racing through her mind, and she imagined that perhaps Yohana had clearly found something there—among the piles of her books.“What are you doing?” Svanna asked, stepping closer.Yohana’s silence and the way she looked at her when she turned around sparked many unexpected speculations. Svanna’s steps continued to approach tentatively, but she soon realized that something bad was about to happen.In the woman’s hand… a necklace chain was visible, part of it dangling. How could this be…Svanna reacted quickly, wanting to snatch her necklace back, but… it seemed Yohana had anticipated this from the start, so she dodged immediately.“Nightroe a
“Ms, are you sure you want to do this?”Time and again, the same question kept coming out of Alina’s mouth. The woman looked so frightened as she took in the eerie silence surrounding the kitchen. Svanna understood the urgency of her concern. It was a huge risk for them to choose to ignore Nightroe’s orders. The man might do something crazy they could never have imagined.However, Svanna was prepared to face anything as a basic act of courage. She couldn’t let her father starve to death. Since last night, Nightroe hadn’t allowed anyone to go down to the dungeon to bring anything—or at least a glass of water to drink.Yeah, Svanna hoped her resolve would—well, at least yield some results. Because she’d regret it even more if she didn’t try at least once.“Calm down. Everything will be fine,” Svanna said after all the food, fruit, and a few bottles of drink had been neatly arranged on a tray. She smiled at Alina; she felt a slight need to reassure the woman so she woul
“Have you heard anything about Nightroe?”Alina was the only one Svanna could at least count on to quietly gather information, since she was close enough—as a friend—to Alex, the personal driver who usually accompanied Nightroe.Besides, ever since Nightroe stepped out of the mansion, Svanna hadn’t been able to find out anything. She’d given up and ended up stranded here. She waited for the moment Alina turned toward her, then smiled and said, “I haven’t gotten much information, Ms. But what I do know is that Mr. Nightroe will be back soon.”It was a coincidence when Svanna detected the sound of an engine from outside. They were indeed in the living room. She immediately peeked out. Slightly startled when she saw for herself how Nightroe’s men were forcing Heldfan out of the car, then dragging the middle-aged man through the front door, as if her father had been caught red-handed committing a crime. Svanna couldn’t let that continue. She immediately followed and hug
"Don, we’ve received word that the private jet carrying the Big Boss on his way back to Italy has crashed."That piece of bad news trapped her in a small room, and then the bomb explosion made things even worse. Svanna was too terrified by the news. Unable to control herself, she eventually burst into Nightroe’s office.She had no intention of eavesdropping. She was just... coincidentally exploring the corners of this mansion and accidentally passed through a room with various serious restrictions for her. However, hearing the bad news about the safety of Russol Sullivan and Heldfan... it all became something difficult to comprehend. Svanna no longer cared about the rules; nor did she pay much attention when Nightroe seemed surprised to find her there, since the man himself hadn’t had a chance to respond to anything Dorotheus had said.“What’s going on?” This time, Svanna fired off all her questions at once, making the atmosphere around her spiral out of control. She truly couldn’t
"How is it? What did your father say?" asked Svanna as Nightroe walked into the room. The man's expression was completely unreadable. Cold, flat, as if locked in a brutal battle. She was afraid that Nightroe's conversation with Russol Sullivan would leave a rift between the two of them.Nightroe mi
There was a slight sense of relief when the doctor said there were no serious injuries. Nightroe needed more rest. The fact that the man went back to sleep after being woken up for the examination... was the main problem. Svanna might prepare some of her husband's needs, but for now... she e
"Nightroe, your breakfast is ready."The first time she set foot in the room, the first thing Svanna noticed was the silence that seemed to envelop the place. Nightroe was not in the spot where he had been lying.Where had Nightroe gone?Svanna had no clue, even when she was busy in the kitchen. Sh
It seems that the habit of making her feel troubled has become part of Nightroe's list of requirements. It's unfortunate that Svanna didn't try to protest against the man's wishes. It's undeniable that this is indeed her job. She's the one who makes the cake. Besides, Nightroe can't be trusted. He







