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 ridiculous decision as long as she hoped to be sane after this. There was no time to brood over something that was already done. Svanna's body jerked when suddenly the door to the room opened and Nightroe towered over her. The man's steps seemed to be immediately arrested as he found her sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed. There was no conversation. The silence was a rumbling one... as loud as the pounding of the heart in Svanna's chest cavity. She didn't know what Nightroe would do. Fear as the man began to pace towards her and instinctively clenched her fingers into fists as the scent of cologne wafted around the air. Nightroe was too close. Too fragrant. And... too dangerous. Svanna swallowed harshly, detecting how the remaining space between them was barely spaced. The tall body was leaned in—literally almost touching—until Svanna's natural reaction was to squeeze tight. She didn't want to do anything, at least for now, a time when the hatred was still too raw, and it certainly wouldn't involve a healthy relationship, but their relationship had never been healthy. Always with poison everywhere. Nightroe even regarded her as a disgusting woman. Arranging for them to be in a position of intense rivalry. Svanna clearly refused to serve her enemy, even though the man's every need had become a responsibility she could never forget. Damn. She mistakenly thought that Nightroe was going to do something on their wedding night. In reality, the man just wanted to grab the cellphone that was just lying on the bed, right so close to her ass. Svanna's breath immediately came in long gasps when Nightroe took a step back. Either it was a kind of relief, or perhaps she needed to prepare herself for other unexpected actions. Truly, Svanna did not keep the level of caution at times when stepping into the room. Fear made her almost unable to think straight. She thought the man was waiting for her with dangerous anger, but the painful silence felt even more threatening. Nightroe looked like he was contacting someone, then the man stepped towards the bathroom. Svanna blinked. Repeatedly trying to control herself after Nightroe's body disappeared behind the door. Perhaps what she also needed to do was to get rid of the wedding dress that was still attached to her body. It had been too long. She felt uncomfortable. For a moment, it was quite difficult to pull down the zipper on her back. Svanna did not give up. It was a bit of a rush. Afraid to imagine if Nightroe suddenly appeared. However, that was something she never thought about. The bathroom door opened. Not knowing what kind of coincidence was trying to make the situation between them feel tense. Nightroe was only covered by a towel wrapped around the man's sexy hips. The perfect body was such a mess that Svanna almost froze in disbelief. She dared not say anything. Her voice might create a storm, as it attracted Nightroe's anger to act up. Don't let the man's hatred end up being so devastating. Svanna instinctively pulled up the thick blanket. Covering her entire body that was only clad in underwear after the wedding dress slipped down and letting Nightroe stare for quite a while, but the man then looked away. It seemed to be enough with the need to put the cell phone onto the nightstand, because the rest of the time Nightroe really did not consider Svanna's presence to be visible around the man, even though they were in a very close position. She slightly thought that Nightroe would soon disappear—again—behind the door. However, the man unexpectedly stopped, turned half a face, then adjusted their position so that they were facing each other. Svanna did not understand what Nightroe was going to do. The different height portions instinctively led her to raise her face. She silently raised her guard in case the man would unexpectedly take a bad action.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
"Ms, are you inside?"Svanna's body jerked at the sound of Alina's voice behind the door. After various attempts on her own, she had indeed decided to lock the door, hoping that the man would never return. Though... indeed, Nightroe never came back, as if the cruel bastard was too busy on the first day of their marriage.While half-grimacing, Svanna instinctively adjusted the hair that was scattered in front of her face, then walked towards the door of the room. Alina could be seen standing while holding something in her hands. A faint smile greeted them as soon as they made eye contact."You will be attending a family gathering tonight, Ms. I was asked to dress you to perfection."The statement made one of Svanna's eyebrows rise high. One wondered what kind of family gathering it was, so that the deep evening blue dress in Alina's hands looked truly privileged."May I come in, Ms.?" the woman asked, perhaps realizing how she had almost been yanked off the surface.Svanna blinked imme
Miraculous. They all knew that Nightroe was waiting impatiently outside the room, but not a single word of protest came from the man's mouth. For the last time, Svanna looked at her reflection in the mirror. Everything looked absolutely beautiful in Alina's hands. She never even thought she would see such a significant change in herself when clad in a night-blue dress instead of her own wedding gown."You are gorgeous."Alina's smile in the same trap of a mirror lightened Svanna's mood a little. The reluctance to meet Nightroe out there should be put aside immediately. Perhaps soon the man's patience level would disappear if she still wanted to make Nightroe wait longer."We can meet that person now," Svanna said shortly after exhaling a rough breath into the air.Alina only gave a faint nod. They walked side by side. Heels at least made her look taller next to the woman, though that prospect did not apply to Nightroe. The towering body had its back to the door of th
It was dark here. Exactly what Svanna's mind had grown too dark for. People look like life is going well, but they are holding the real destruction, which is a manifestation of a walking weapon. The slightest mistake would make the situation go very badly if that was what was needed.Svanna swallowed hard the first time she set foot here. Probably too nervous and really... had unconsciously held on tightly to Nightroe's arm. No protest came out of the man's mouth. They were soon greeted by Russol Sullivan and several men in black suits who surrounded him."Tonight my daugther-in-law looks absolutely marvelous."A compliment from Russol Sullivan that seemed enthusiastic not infrequently made Svanna feel great tension. She had to somehow welcome the warmth from her father-in-law. Nightroe had removed their touch, and now Svanna was in the warm embrace of a man engulfed in the thick scent of cigars. Russol Sullivan truly had a penchant for smoking dried tobacco leaves."What's wrong with
"You think I don't know that you're the first one to throw your hands at the other person?" Svanna swallowed harshly, wishing she could keep stepping back, but it was certain that Nightroe would not let go so easily. The atmosphere between them left a great air of disregard. If Nightroe witnessed firsthand how she gave Amelia a slap, he should also understand that the words from the woman's mouth were unforgivable. Svanna would never tolerate such an insult to her pride. After all, it was Nightroe himself who set the situation here to be resolved. Why still yearn for this to become a crucial issue? "I'm defending myself, Nightroe." Svanna's back touched the wall behind. Flinching slightly, it urged her to tell the truth. The alert level immediately crept up when one of Nightroe's hands pressed there, barely giving her room to move so she had to actually hold her breath as they made eye contact. "Does that mean you need to take physical action?" No
Svanna had zero tolerance for insults to her pride. Something she had never done at all was the image of instinctively seething with rage at the top of her head. She should have clenched her fists to simply refrain from the unexpected. However, an unexpected slap was more suitable to teach Amelia a lesson so that the woman could consider what was and was not appropriate to say. "Watch your language!" said Svanna sternly. Amelia's face had turned away. How surprised the woman was. Probably didn't expect this kind of courage from her. Having been mistreated so many times by Nightroe ... didn't mean that her attitude had to be weak in front of everyone. "You... you dirty bitch!" Amelia clearly could not take such an unexpected attack. There was a validity where the response had a chilling effect on something inside the woman. Hands that looked specially trained with various weaponry almost raised—almost giving Svanna a counter-slap. She had already taken a vigilant sta
Svanna instinctively looked down as the tendrils felt Nightroe's grip loosen on her wrist. Nor did she say anything the first time she realized the man was taking a step forward. "Under my leadership now, I want to conduct an important meeting. Every Capo is expected to attend." That was all. Nightroe's voice ended with firm-sounding footsteps. Svanna still took a while to comprehend the situation around her. Her father-in-law had already left the room since the announcement of the retirement news ended with all attention turned to Nightroe. Everyone else had left the gathering place. Svanna was left alone. Nightroe did not even consider her to be here. Perhaps she should not get involved in such an important matter that implied a dangerous situation. Sighing, Svanna decided to simply take a step. Almost, but then someone grabbed her arm, as if deliberately placing a rough grip on the bandage marks until she immediately turned her head with a faint hissing sound. "Mrs. Sulli
It was dark here. Exactly what Svanna's mind had grown too dark for. People look like life is going well, but they are holding the real destruction, which is a manifestation of a walking weapon. The slightest mistake would make the situation go very badly if that was what was needed.Svanna swallowed hard the first time she set foot here. Probably too nervous and really... had unconsciously held on tightly to Nightroe's arm. No protest came out of the man's mouth. They were soon greeted by Russol Sullivan and several men in black suits who surrounded him."Tonight my daugther-in-law looks absolutely marvelous."A compliment from Russol Sullivan that seemed enthusiastic not infrequently made Svanna feel great tension. She had to somehow welcome the warmth from her father-in-law. Nightroe had removed their touch, and now Svanna was in the warm embrace of a man engulfed in the thick scent of cigars. Russol Sullivan truly had a penchant for smoking dried tobacco leaves."What's wrong with
Miraculous. They all knew that Nightroe was waiting impatiently outside the room, but not a single word of protest came from the man's mouth. For the last time, Svanna looked at her reflection in the mirror. Everything looked absolutely beautiful in Alina's hands. She never even thought she would see such a significant change in herself when clad in a night-blue dress instead of her own wedding gown."You are gorgeous."Alina's smile in the same trap of a mirror lightened Svanna's mood a little. The reluctance to meet Nightroe out there should be put aside immediately. Perhaps soon the man's patience level would disappear if she still wanted to make Nightroe wait longer."We can meet that person now," Svanna said shortly after exhaling a rough breath into the air.Alina only gave a faint nod. They walked side by side. Heels at least made her look taller next to the woman, though that prospect did not apply to Nightroe. The towering body had its back to the door of th
"Ms, are you inside?"Svanna's body jerked at the sound of Alina's voice behind the door. After various attempts on her own, she had indeed decided to lock the door, hoping that the man would never return. Though... indeed, Nightroe never came back, as if the cruel bastard was too busy on the first day of their marriage.While half-grimacing, Svanna instinctively adjusted the hair that was scattered in front of her face, then walked towards the door of the room. Alina could be seen standing while holding something in her hands. A faint smile greeted them as soon as they made eye contact."You will be attending a family gathering tonight, Ms. I was asked to dress you to perfection."The statement made one of Svanna's eyebrows rise high. One wondered what kind of family gathering it was, so that the deep evening blue dress in Alina's hands looked truly privileged."May I come in, Ms.?" the woman asked, perhaps realizing how she had almost been yanked off the surface.Svanna blinked imme
"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
"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
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