Bianca
Things are escalating so quickly, and I'm at a complete loss for words. I don't know what to do with the information safely stowed away in my bra. It is burning my skin. It's begging me to reveal it, knowing deep down that we need to acknowledge the fact that a Densel was seemingly working against one of their own with the likes of another man's wife, who just so happens to be one of the top three rulers of our kind.
I'm sure Niko could make more heads over the tail of it himself, but I don't want to give away the game for Alexandra only to win with the upper hand. Because she knows, she knows what Benji was doing there, and she might be the fucking key for the downfall headed our way.
Now, whether Benji is the one she is hinting at or if she is hinting at Mitchel is above me right now.
Anxiety rolls through me, and a sixth sense begs me to accept the truth.
They were working together, but for what and why? And more importantly, who?
So, I defer. I accused her of cheating despite not actually believing it, but then she dropped the bomb that she was 'not exactly' cheating which has me backtracking to the thoughts that she's at least fucking Benji. Fuck, I have a headache, and I need to get off this boat and head inside to drink some water and think.
I need to think so hard about revealing the truth and telling Niko what I know and suspect.
The boat slows to a stop, the sand acting as a brake for our movement. Niko encourages us inside, but he keeps his gun trained on Alexandra the whole time, making me believe in my heart that he knows something's up. It just so happens that I already know more than him.
I needed to get him alone, and I needed to tell him that they were there together.
I need...fuck, I don't know what I need.
"You stay out here," he stipulates to Sven, essentially halving the risk against us.
It's two against one; if Alexandra starts something, I'll sure as shit fight with my life because, over the last few days, I've seen a life I could only have imagined for myself. I finally found happiness, no matter how fleeting it could be.
"Move," Niko demands as we enter the house. He guides Alexandra before me, keeping the gun well-trained between her eyes. She moves as she walks backwards, her hands before her to show she's meaning no harm. But I can't believe that, not wholly.
She shakes, and I swear I see fear in her gaze, yet she blinks, and it's gone only moments later, confounding the shit out of me.
"Get the robe belts," Niko asks me as we pass the staircase. I'm not sure I want to leave him alone with her; it'll be one-against-one, and if she's trained as I suspect she is, that could be Niko's downfall.
He senses my reluctance,andyet he nods upstairs, mouthing for me to go, so I do, reluctantly, but I do.
Nodding, I head upstairs and do exactly as he asks, racing into the bedroom on a skid. Finding the robes on the bed where we laid them just earlier tonight and snagging the belt, I rush back to the door, but something catches my eye—something that makes my stomach fall into the pit of despair.
A light out at sea, way off in the distance, calls me to stop what I'm doing and go to the window. Of all the days we've been here, I've seen nothing out on the ocean, but today, I swear I see the shape of a boat approaching us.
I stare in disbelief for a moment, tracking the dull light at the head of the object as the darkness of the evening finally envelops the beach wholly. The sun disappears way off in the distance, leaving nothing but pitch black in its wake.

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Submitting To The Devil - The Devil's Snare - Book 2
RomanceFate has entwined the lives of Bianca and Niko through a reluctant, forced marriage, thrusting her into a world she never imagined. As she navigates the complexities of her new life, Bianca feels herself gradually succumbing to the enigmatic devil s...