[Erin]I don’t even know why I am crying. The tears kept on streaming down my face as I ran through the corridor. My knees protested as I pushed myself forward, and I didn’t even care if someone was following me or none.I hate him. I hate Sabina, and I definitely hate myself even more. I have already seen this one coming, I have known that I was playing with fire and that I was putting myself in a precarious position after I invited that beast into my bed again. I should never be affected this way. I should have learned to control my emotion, and I should have acted as if I do not care. But hell! It still fucking hurts.I dash through the labyrinth corridors until a familiar door comes into my blurred line of sight. I barely even grasped the knob properly and stumbled myself in before slamming it shut forcefully with a loud bang that the hinges rattled.My room is still a mess, but I don’t care anymore. I threw my body into my bed, dived under my blanket, and curled myself as I bawl
[Erin]The sound of the water splattering against the tiles ricocheted into the four-cornered wall of my bathroom. The steam rose from the tub as I stared blankly at the ceiling.I feel like I've shed enough tears for the day, and I don't think more liquid is coming out of my body if I weep any longer.The hot bath helped me calm down, making my head clear from any thoughts. I don't remember much about how I managed to get off the floor and took myself here. I just came to my senses, and somehow I am already soaking in the steaming water. Micah hadn't shown up, and I’m glad that she didn't.I lifted my hand closer to my face and examined the swollen knuckles on my fingers. The water droplets rippled into the surface. I'm bruised, almost broken. I've endured too much damage to my body, yet surprisingly, I still live. Does God have such a deep-seated hatred for me?Why would He choose to give me such a miserable life? I may not have gone to church, but I believe in his Almighty Existe
[Third Person’s Point of View—Nikolai]Nikolai didn’t know if he would be proud or be pissed about what Erin did to Sabina and that she could throw a punch harder than he expected. He unconsciously wiped the blood that trickled on his chin. A sense of pride bloomed on his chest. His little doll already knows how to fight back and now has claws.However, this caused a major problem.If the engagement is called off, then her life would be on the line, and he cannot allow that to happen. He doesn’t care if he disappoints the committee. The hell he cares about them, but if that happens, one thing could only mean. There will be chaos in the Russian mob organization that his father founded. The alliance between the committee would question his authority. A marriage could patch the crack to prove that he’s still grounded to them. He might hold the largest mob in the country, but it's not good to create more enemies than he already has.Erin will be his liability. They know it because of wha
[Third Person’s Point of View—Nikolai]The wind picked up, lashing harder down below, howling in lamentations just as Nikolai pushed all his men to scour the estate’s perimeter. The ostensibly tranquil snow day gradually deteriorates into a blizzard, and they have little time to locate anything before the weather worsens. Few hounds have been let to search for footprints in the snow, and all fading tracks lead to the forest's periphery.The power had been restored, and the low humming from the fence could be heard a hundred meters away. However, the only thing that remains in the snow that made Nikolai certain that Erin had been captured was the hooves marks on the ice and a couple of foot tracks slowly disappearing as the new layer of snow draped over it.‘Where are you, doll?’ Nikolai groused in his thoughts, he swept his eyes across the white sheet of ice surrounding him, hoping she would somehow miraculously appear in his sight. However, everything is void and empty. He caught th
[Erin]I woke up with a bludgeoning pain in my head. The heavy scent of lemon zest lingered inside my nostrils as I came to my senses. Though, my brain is still foggy and distorted to what just happened.Slowly, I peel my eyes open. The pristine white ceiling greeted my sight. The faded yellow light coming from the low-hanging chandelier danced around my vision until they came to focus. I was lying on a strange wide bed with white silk sheets matching the entirety of the room around me. Pure white is accented with a few silvers and wooden ornaments, like the immaculately polished red wooden chair beside the bed and a long white ottoman at the foot. Along with it was a monochrome table. Right on top is a porcelain vase filled with pink lilies and a basket of fresh fruits in varieties. Right on my left was a floor-to-ceiling glass draped with a white curtain, fringed with silver at the bottom.A beautiful white carpet was laying underneath my bed, and the floor featured a pattern of d
[Erin]Seraglios. That’s the name I heard before from Akim and the one responsible for the ambush that happened at the hospital. But now, as I think back on it, Tommaso just wanted to see me. That his granddaughter is alive. I don’t know what held him back then, and he let me go with Nikolai. Things might have been easier if he had taken me that time. I wouldn’t have fallen for a man I wasn’t supposed to. Not when he only sees me as an object for his carnal pleasure and nothing more. Have I ever said to myself that I am a fool?Yeah, I might already have. A hundred times already.I sat in my bed, staring at the white wall, not knowing what I was really looking into. I couldn’t go back to sleep when I had just woken up, but my mind racing in torrent flashes. Some of them I wish were the life I want to be in, and some were the life I want with Nikolai and the people close to mine without any impediment blocking our way. That we are in a parallel universe, and both of us are in love, an
[Erin]I may have been transferred to another place, but as I sweep my gaze around the interior, it reminds me so much of Nikolai’s mansion.And, oh, they have different designs and layouts. From the giant chandelier hanging from the high ceiling, the murals mounted against the wall, mosaics, and glass windows, but the ambiance was very much similar. It reeked of old money and powerful influence. I wasn't completely oblivious to the fact that what they do for a living. I’m very much aware of it, doing illegal businesses and to what extent to they would go just to expand their empire. I do not exalt it either. It is not something of which one should be proud to have been a part. However, I didn't have the right to be admonishing them for their actions. I am a little too late for that. I, too, am so deeply involved with this kind of life that I see no way out.They already existed before I came to this world, and there’s nothing else I can do to change that.Mikael ushered me towards
[Erin]Truce. I don’t know what it is all about.I’ve been thinking about everything Mikael said to me earlier. He scares me. That avaricious pile of crap I know I couldn’t trust. Does my grandfather know that he fostered a snake under his roof? I desperately wanted to tell him what happened and that Mikael tried to hurt me, but I am still hesitant around him. It's possible that he's my mother's biological father, but there's a good reason why she left him behind. I am certain that it was not solely about my father, the reason why she did it, or an excuse for why she did not tell me anything about my grandfather. I am sure of this. She never once brought up the fact that my grandfather is still with us or emphasized that I had family somewhere else.There must be an explanation. I had only been here for a day, and I already wanted to get away after what Mikael had done to me. Threatening me to marry him for Tommaso’s fortune. That simple of a statement receives my unqualified assen
[Erin] The smell of poppy and roses filled my senses as I set down a basket of them right in front of a lead grey tombstone just. The wind around me gushes in chilly temperature, picking up the autumn leaves, swirling into the air, and ruffling my hair in the process.“I miss you, Pa,” I whispered, pushing back the tears pricking at my eyes as I stared at his name engraved in bold black characters.It has been five years since that tragic day, but still, it played back inside my mind like it happened yesterday. I remember it so vividly that the horrific memories haunted me in my nightmares for years. I was traumatized by the sound of gunshots, I froze whenever I see blood and trembled even at the subtlest banging noise. Nikolai had always been by my side, calming me down whenever I have panic attacks, when I woke up screaming in the middle of the night, and when I sometimes get so violent to the point where I didn't realize I was already hurting myself and the people around me. One
[Vereena]If there's one thing I could use to my advantage, it's the element of surprise. He didn't know I am capable of manhandling a person, and he doesn't know that I am nimble for my size.Taking a deep breath, I drew my elbow and pummeled it hard into the soft flesh right under Mikael’s ribs. His pained grunt blows on my ear utterly caught him off guard. Twisting against his grip, I tried knocking his gun, but he was able to pull the trigger. My head spins and my eardrums rang deafeningly at the proximity of the blast. My action messed with his aim, and instead of blowing my head off, the molten hot bullet seared through my shoulder blade. “Fuck!”I'm tired, but adrenaline shot through my veins, and in one swift motion, I bring my knees to his gut. His grip finally loosens on me, and I quickly remove myself away from him. Pivoting on my heels, I watch Pa’s terrified expression, Nikolai’s bellowing voice sounded muffled in my ears just as the crossfire started.I ran to Pa, rain
[Erin]“Linda, come on.” I tug the terrified woman’s hand right after I shot those men dead. I am still trembling, my fingers could barely hold the handle of my gun, but I keep my head leveled, knowing that if I gave in to my panic, we would both likely be killed.Fortunately, Linda was too terrified to even asks me a question. She just obliged, nodding excessively as we both wade along the wall. I keep my vigilance high, gun right before me, the safety pin unlatched, and with the knife poised, ready to stab anyone that would jump right in front of us. Linda creeps closely behind me, holding the hem of my dress like a little child to her mother. As we rounded the corner, three more men emerges through my line of sight. However, before I could pull the trigger, a hand clasps around my gun, knocking it out of my grip. My quick reflexes took over me, slashing the knife into his face. He hadn't anticipated my attack and he stumbled backward, clutching his bloodied face, but I didn't let
[Third Person’s Point of View—Nikolai]“Took you damn hell long enough.” Nikolai groused in annoyance to Akim while he slightly limped on his legs towards their posts just outside the palace.The blast detonated from the bombs he planted all over the place the night during Erin’s ball. He had planned it all along in case the Seraglios won’t heed his request upon taking back his wife. And he's right. That leeching son of a bitch double crosses not only him but Tommaso as well. Nikolai couldn't help but be amused by the thought that the old man got swindled by the own boy he took in years ago. But that amusement immediately faded when the realization hit him that Erin is the one that suffered the most. Trapped in the middle. “I thought you’re bidding your time,” Akim responded, handing him a bulletproof vest, and arming him with guns. A part from the medic team also came to his side, examining the cuts and bruises he got but he immediately dismisses them with a single flicker of his
[Erin]I snatch the lighter off the table, cracking it a few times before it sparkled into flames. I first melted the rope around my ankle, ignoring the heat and blowing the fire out before it could burn me alive. The ties loosens and I was able to free my feet first. I can now stand with ease but my hands were quite difficult to release since I cannot hold the lighter properly to burn it from my wrists.There must be something in here.I rummaged through his drawers and closets, trying to find anything until I found a Swiss knife buried under the layers of scratch paper. I flicked the blade and quickly dropped to the floor, sandwiching the handle in between my feet then started sawing the rope. It takes longer than burning it, but eventually, I finally cut the rope in half. Using the Swiss knife, a picked the lock on the doorknob, just like how Tiara taught me. Surprisingly, without her guidance, I managed to twist the knob and unlock the whole thing. I wanted to celebrate but, I st
[Erin]“Move bitch!” Mikael’s voice roared at my side while I struggle to keep my footing as he drags me harshly into the stairs. I tried not to trip, one hand holding my belly, cursing the bastard.I have no idea where he was taking me, but as I look over my shoulder, I could no longer see Nikolai, just the thick cloud of dust and the loud gunfire reverberating. Nothing left but chaos and it’s everywhere.We came to the corridor, but instead of going to the wing leading to my room, Mikael was taking me to the opposite. My feet strained from following his brisk steps. “Where the hell are you taking me?” My attention went down the hallway we were weaving. I have never been to this place in the palace. “Let me go!” I cried, clawing Mikael’s wrist, but the bastard just won't budge. Damn it! He steered me through the darkened hallway, and then we stopped in front of a door, he twisted the knob and kicked it open. Mikael forcedly tugged me, hurling me inside.A yelp tore through my th
[Erin]He could end this now. He could talk to Mikael and hope to change his mind. The bastard told me once that he cared for Pa, and he respects him as he was the one that took care of him and pulled him out of the gutter.Guards surged inside right behind him, circling around us with their weapons drawn, most of them pointing at Nikolai and the rest at Mikael.“Mikael!” Pa barked out furiously. His eyes fixed on me with perplexity. “What do you think you’re doing!? Get that gun away from her!”Instead of listening, Mikael only snickered and bared his teeth to everyone, ignoring Pa’s order.“What are you all standing at!? Take that cretin immobilized at once!” He snapped his fingers and turn to his guards before he finally notices Nikolai standing in the middle and fixed his eyes on him in bewilderment. “And you, what the hell are you doing in my place?”He doesn’t know?No one spoke, not move. Even a pin drop could be heard in between. But the tension was so palpable in the air that
[Erin]Weeks passed and I still have no news about Nikolai. And yes, I am turning five weeks pregnant. I told Linda to book me an appointment with an OB under an alias last day. I asked Pa if I could go out, and have leisure time for myself outside the palace and he let me. Though not without a dozen of guards following me behind. I went to the clinic for a short visit to make sure that everything was going well with the baby, and the doctor provided me with several medications. Vitamins and other supplements to maintain the health of my bones and to provide the vital nutrients for the growing baby inside my womb. For the first time, I heard my baby’s heartbeat. It was so loud that it bounces off the wall and I couldn't help but shed a tear thinking how Nikolai could have missed such a precious moment. Pa didn't know yet, and Linda is getting suspicious each day since I am having terrible morning sickness every now and then. It is only a matter of time until my belly started showi
[Third Person’s Point of View—Nikolai]Mikael Seraglios was the only one who stepped down from the chopper before it lifted back into the air and rounded the sky. “She’s not here,” Akim growled beside him, but Nikolai held up his hand to calm him down and motioned him to go according to his plan.Huffing angrily, Akim complied and take the speedboat to a safe distance right after Nikolai sets foot on the island.Something is definitely wrong.His shoes sunk into the sand and the soft waves crashing on the shore somehow counterfeit the tension burgeoning in the atmosphere.The armed men immediately went to surround him, pointing the nozzles on their guns, keeping their fingers on the trigger. “Where is she?” Nikolai didn’t hesitate to ask soon as he came face to face with Mikael.“Back in the palace. Living like a princess.” He shrugs and pushed his hand down to his pocket.Erin’s absence is quite understandable, knowing that the Seraglios know how to play their card, but what he was