All Chapters of The Don's Daughter: Chapter 21

NIKOLAI'S POVNight had settled over the estate, thick and heavy, pressing in from every side. Forty-eight hours.Forty-eight hours since I’d locked Vittoria in the dark room.Five days before our wedding.I haven’t slept properly. I haven’t eaten properly. I haven’t thought properly. Every attempt at work dissolved the moment her face surfaced in my mind, those green eyes, that infuriating calm, the way she could pull something feral out of me without ever raising her voice.She made me volatile.That realisation alone should have scared me more than it did.The dark room had been designed to strip people bare. No windows. No artificial light. Just concrete and air so thick it was almost chewable.Even my guards couldn’t stand watch for more than a few hours at a time. The atmosphere dulled the senses, slowed reflexes, gnawed at the mind.And yet she was still down there.Unbroken.The camera, my only window into that cell, was gone. She’d found it in complete darkness, dismantled it