A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 2

“No!” My voice tore from my throat as I dropped to my knees beside her.

Blood pooled beneath her, staining the club floor a deep crimson. Her breathing was ragged, her body trembling as she clutched her stomach where the bullet had hit.

“Sabrina, stay with me,” I choked, pressing my hands against the wound. “You’re going to be okay.

Just hold on.”

Her fingers curled weakly around my wrist, her once–bright blue eyes dimming with pain. “Niko….” she whispered, blood trickling from the corner of her lips.

I looked around, searching for the shooter, but the chaos made it impossible. People were still screaming, running for the exits and I couldn’t see him.

“Help me!” I roared, looking around. But no one came.

My hands were slick with her blood.

My heart pounded against my ribs like a war drum. I couldn’t lose her. Not like this.

I pressed harder against the wound, desperate to stop the bleeding, but the blood kept seeping through my fingers. Sabrina’s breaths were coming in short, uneven gasps.

Her grip on my wrist weakened.

“No, no, no,” I muttered, shaking my head. “Stay with me, okay? Just keep your eyes on me!”

Sabrina’s lips trembled as she tried to speak, but only a weak, strangled sound came out. Her body jerked slightly as more blood flowed out of her body. She was losing her life.

She was going to die.

“Help“, I screamed as I scooped Sabrina in my arms. Unfortunately no body came and quickly I ran to

the hospital.

As soon as I reached the hospital, nurses and doctors immediately started their job. I stood frozen through out as the doctors and nurses worked frantically around Sabrina, shouting orders, moving swiftly, but I could already see it, the life fading from her eyes.

She had l

had lost a lot of blood. It had soaked through my shirt and trouser.

A sharp, piercing sound filled the room then later doctors walked out of the room. One of the doctors stepped forward, his face grim. “We did everything we could. I’m sorry.”

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The words hit me like a freight train.

“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “Check again.”

The doctor’s face remained blank, professional. “I’m sorry, Mr. Nikolai. We did everything we could.” I staggered back, my vision tunneling. My hands, still covered in her blood, trembled at my sides.

Sabrina was gone.

My twin sister. My bright, kind–hearted, innocent sister. A hollow numbness spread through my chest, replacing the rage, the desperation, everything.

She had begged me for one last night of freedom, and I had given it to her.

And now she was dead.

I didn’t realize I was still whispering her name until strong hands gripped my shoulders. One of the nurses was saying something, but their words were muffled, distant.

The world blurred around me.

The only thing I could feel was the cold, suffocating weight of loss.

“Take me to her, I want to see her“, I could barely understand my

voice.

The nurse hesitated, exchanging a look with the doctor, but I didn’t care.

“Take me to her, I demanded again, my voice rough, broken.

Finally, the doctor nodded. “Follow me.”

My legs felt like lead as I stepped forward, my body moving on instinct alone. They led me through the sterile white hallway, past doors that meant nothing to me. My world had shrunk down to one single thing–the body of my sister, lying cold and lifeless in that room.

When I entered, I almost collapsed.

Sabrina lay on the hospital bed, pale as the sheets beneath her. Her golden hair was matted with blood, her lips parted slightly, as if she had been about to say something. I had seen her asleep a million times before, but this… this wasn’t sleep.

This was death.

I swallowed hard, my throat tight, and forced myself to take another step. My hands shook as I reached for her, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

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She was still waru

As if she could wake up any second.

But she wouldn’t

A sharp, burning pain tore through my chest, and suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. My knees buckled, and 1 sank into the chair beside her, my fingers curling around her limp hand.

“I should’ve protected you,” I whispered.

How the hell was I even going to tell our parents?!.

And then then what about the marriage contract?!

The thought sliced through the haze of grief like a blade.

Sabrina had been forced into this arrangement. A pawn in

before the wedding could even take place.

What would the Alessandros do now?

our father’s game. And now, she was dead

“Mr Nikolai, call the other relatives as we finish doing the last office“,

I barely heard the doctor’s words over the roaring in my head. How the hell was I going to tell them that my sister died in my arms, drowning in her own blood while I did nothing?

“I’ll make the calls,” I finally said, my voice raw. The words felt hollow as they left my mouth, but I had no choice. I had to call our mother first.

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