All Chapters of 365 Days As The Mafia's Bride : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

KAITLYN I stagger back, my jaw dropping in horror. When did he return? His eyes are fixed on me but there is no speck of anger in them. “You've been gone for hours,” he mutters, breaking the thick, uncomfortable silence in the room. I tug on the scarf around my neck and gulp hard. “I… I was at Ana's,” I stammer out a half-lie. He continues staring at me, his body leaning on the cold wall behind him. It seems like he wants to dig out the entire truth with his piercing gaze. I have to use everything in me to stop myself from dropping the killing gaze. The silence has gotten thicker and the tension hangs lower than it did before. I grip my fist, my heart thumping loudly in my chest. It is so loud that I hope he isn't hearing it. Oh God. Please don't let him see the band-aids on my neck. Don't let him see it. “Master,” the voice of the butler slashes the thick air. I suck in a deep breath, a little bit relieved. Nikolai finally shifts his gaze away from me and

KAITLYN My heart drops as I watch Nikolai's car drive off from the balcony. I still don't understand what he meant when he said those words and he didn't care to explain either. With the look on his face as he left, I doubt if he'll ever explain what I just heard over the phone a few minutes ago. My heart tightens when the words fill my head again. Don Peterson. Shivers wash down my spine and horror sprouts from the pit of my belly. “No, it can't be true, it can't be,” I whisper, shaking my head. But the more I try to shake off the feeling, the harder it becomes. I need to prove the thoughts in my mind wrong if I actually want to be able to be at peace. I bite my lips, thinking of a way to get the answers I need. A thought suddenly flashes into my mind and my head jerks up. I let out a gasp and turn around to leave the balcony. There is only one person who can assist me in finding out the truth– Sam. I take out my phone from the drawer and dial Sam's number

NIKOLAI Just as I have predicted, gut-wrenching screams of despair have filled the large hallway. Blood is splattered all over the white walls, and even pools have formed on the ground. Ironically, Giovanni sent men to my base to eliminate me and everyone under me, but here I am, still standing with a loaded gun, a blade dripping in blood, and my men. “Ah!” My head jerks up as a scream pierces the hallway and a boy rushes towards me, swinging an axe in the air. I stand still. A smile is on my face as I watch his feet hit the puddle of blood around. He is closer to me now, the axe hanging in the air and his lips stretching out in rage. “I'm gonna kill you!” He growls and swings his hand to bring the axe down to my neck. I jerk my hand up at that moment and sink the blade into his throat, then draw it out effortlessly. His body stops moving, his eyes widen in dismay, and his skin slowly begins to turn pale as blood gushes out of the hole in his neck. I grab the axe still hang

KAITLYNA cold splash on my face forces my head to jerk up.I let out a hoarse gasp, gripping my dress as my heart clenches.A shrill, low ring fills my head, and my throat is burning so bad that I can barely swallow my saliva down.“Wake up!” I hear a voice growl, and my eyes slowly pull open.My heart drops into the bottom of my belly when I see a tightened face of a woman hovering over me and eyes that can pierce anything with their blackness staring down at me.I draw back, my heart racing in fear and alarm.“Who… who are you?” I whisper in a voice that sounds like it isn't even above a whisper.Her lips twitch up as disgust darts across her dim eyes.She scoffs at me with disgust and turns away, staring at me like I had some contagious disease.My gaze lowers to my body, and my throat knots when I notice that I am not in the dress that I wore earlier.I am in nightwear. A black nightwear that stops at my thighs. My feet are covered with thick black socks, and a bracelet that does

KAITLYN I slowly get down from the bed and begin to walk softly to the door.My heart is slamming hard in my chest, and my mind is screaming that I stay put, but I can't.I need to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible.I creep around to the door and stare out through the peephole.All I can find is a long, well-lit hallway.If I can find the key, then I'll be able to leave.As I stand there, thinking of what to do, a thought snaps into my head.I remember Nikolai using my hairpin to open a locked door once back in the house.I don't know if he lost the key to the room, but he used my hairpin to open it, and he made me watch him do it.Now that I think about it, it seems like he was teaching me how to survive in such situations.I walk to the table and begin to search for any hairpins. I know damn well that I was wearing two when I went to that traitor's place.I finally find one of my hairpins lying almost hidden beside a make-up box.I pick it up, along with a perfume b