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This is strange. Svanna wasn't fully prepared when Nightroe suddenly made a decision she didn't fully understand. Everything happened so fast. There wasn't even any protest, even though Svanna had tried to stop Nightroe from taking off the short jeans she was wearing. The man's hands worked with great skill."You can't do this, Nightroe." Only at certain moments, when she managed to muster up the courage to comment on Nightroe's actions, did she cross her legs—trying to hide the part of herself that had been exposed—but Nightroe didn't seem to care. Instead, he forced her not to try to avoid whatever he was going to do. Svanna swallowed hard, sensing how Nightroe shifted right next to her. The man licked his own fingertips—between his index and ring fingers, perhaps—then reached out to touch a part of Svanna's body that... she couldn't explain Nightroe's true intentions. The man was deliberately playing with her body. Something that clearly made Svanna want to rebel, but her nerves

"Have you forgotten the rules I gave you?"Nightroe's deep voice sounded terrifying. Svanna didn't know where her courage came from, but perhaps it was her instinct that urged her to touch the man's wrist. She hoped Nightroe wouldn't do anything bad. "I won't forget the rules you gave me. But you just asked me to go have breakfast. That means I still have the freedom to go wherever I want, as long as I don't leave this place."There was a rush of pure relief when Svanna's body was thrown almost flat on the bed. Perhaps she had managed to turn the situation around. Nightroe said nothing as he stood tall, then left the room. She thought the man was really going to leave. She was a little startled to find the tall figure stop."If I come back and find you haven't touched anything to eat, you'll know the consequences."The warning tone in Nightroe's voice frustrated Svanna, but also... there was relief in seeing the man slam the door after leaving just like that.She couldn't ignore the

It was late at night. The atmosphere around her should have been enveloped in thick silence, but Svanna couldn't understand how she kept hearing noises—noises that exceeded her tolerance threshold. It was like there was chaos. Her mind tried to figure out the closest prospect. Slowly, she put her book on the bed and walked towards the window. Her arm tentatively pulled aside the long curtains. The source of the noise was coming from below. Svanna had no doubt about her instincts when she saw a group of people there—forming a tight guard behind the Sullivan family, while two other men... with their hands cuffed—were kneeling in a state that did not look good.They looked familiar....Svanna tried to recall the things... she had missed and realized the two men were ‘them’ who had brought her to the dilapidated building.What would Nightroe do?The gun in the man’s hand spelled out all the worst possibilities. No. There was still one delayed motivation they never knew about. Svanna coul

Crying all night long was nothing new. Svanna woke up with slightly swollen eyes. She had things to do; like covering up the faint dark circles with makeup. She didn't want anyone to notice the terrible situation she had been through and it was best to forget about last night's events. Irony upon irony. No matter how hard Svanna tried. The need to repair her damaged book would continue to remind her of Nightroe's cruel actions. The man hadn't returned since he last left the room. It was better than them meeting, then the chaos reigniting—burning the atmosphere that should have been fine—without trying to make the situation between them worse.The sound of knocking on the door immediately caught Svanna's attention as she turned her head to that spot. She knew it might be Alina. They had exchanged messages, and the woman had said she would come see her inperson.Svanna didn't want to keep Alina waiting long. She gave a slight smile as she welcomed the woman at the door."Here are the t

"Let me go."Svanna never wanted to get involved in anything that connected them; relationships; and various things that could pose a risk. She just wanted to be at peace here; it was fairer if Nightroe carried out his activities outside as a gangster. Doing whatever the man wanted; hurting, bleeding, anything; it was up to him. The man's absence felt more like leaving comfort behind than spreading an atmosphere of hostility that she couldn't avoid. Something that couldn't be resolved by simply ignoring it."Why should I let you go? The scent of your body is pleasant."Nightroe's deep voice left a dangerous radar. Svanna knew she had to be cautious. Nightroe was still talking and even started to take the opportunity to get closer to her neck. She grimaced when the man gave her a hard bite; as if on purpose, but also... in the end, the action became a sucking touch of his lips, accompanied by the touch of his hands that began to crawl under the fabric on her body."You are my wife. Yo