Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession novel Chapter 8

Change is the only constant in this world; everything changes.

But I didn't expect my life to change so quickly. It feels like my world has turned upside down.

Even after getting engaged to Dimitri, I never imagined I would end up married. Yet here I am, standing in front of the mirror, wearing a black gown, already married to my nightmare—Nikolai De Moretti.

During the wedding ceremony, the room was decorated with roses and scented candles. The fragrance that once brought me peace now feels suffocating. I can't shake off the dread that has settled in my chest.

For the first time, my reflection frightened me. I've never worn heavy makeup, let alone such dark makeup.

I looked like a ghost: haunted, tainted, and frightening. Still, Nikolai showed me around, introducing me to the guests as if I were the most beautiful lady, his trophy wife.

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head at my own folly. Stepping forward, I grabbed a wipe from the vanity and removed the makeup until my face was bare.

Suddenly, I heard a sharp click of footsteps approaching. My body tensed, and my senses heightened.

He is here!

I have to do something to protect myself. That animal could do anything to me in the name of asserting his rights as a husband.

And then I saw a sharp knife, half hidden in the shadows.

I immediately moved toward it, curling my fingers around the cool metal. I hid in the curve of my bra. It was small and easy to conceal.

If he tried anything against my consent, I wouldn't hesitate to shove it into his heart.

I swiftly turned around, climbed into the bed, and pulled sheets over my body, pretending to sleep.

The sound of his footsteps followed the creak of the door. And with every step, my heartbeat increased. My lungs were running out of oxygen. I wanted to breathe heavily, but I had to act normal.

I heard him moving around the room for a few minutes, his intense gaze on me, before I felt the bed beside me dip.

And I exhaled.

I was glad that my back was facing him. I waited for a few minutes before slowly opening my eyes. And... Boom.

My breath caught in my throat, and I immediately pulled back in horror when I found his face hovering above mine. My heartbeats skyrocketed, and my soul left my body for a second.

He burst into a devilish laugh while I cried in pain when the knife dug into my skin.

"How cute is my wife to think she can fool me?" he chuckled. "If you are forgetting, let me remind you that your husband is a Mafia King. Nothing can remain hidden from me."

As he stepped forward, one side of his lip curled into a smirk. I instinctively crawled back on my elbows.

"Stay away!" I said.

My words did not affect him as he hovered above me while I kept on kicking my body upward.