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"How much did you enjoy it, Aeron?" I hated the way she said my name. "Was it fun seeing the look of betrayal on my face? Was it fun lying to me? Was it fun romanticizing me? Using me?"

My heart clenched and pain seared through me and I glanced over my shoulder to look at her standing there. I couldn't stop the tears from welling up in my eyes. "Farren..." I whispered. I love you. I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her so many things. To make her realise what Hector said wasn't true...I loved her. Nothing was a lie.

Downstairs I couldn't say anything cause we were being monitored, every word and action being recorded but in this room, I could tell her a hundred things, maybe even show it to her how much I love her.

But she hates me now. And I deserve it.

"Aeron." Hector's voice was like cold water being splashed on me and I forced myself to hide my emotions from him. He doesn't need to see them. I am just trying to save her from him even if it means pretending like I hate her.

I closed the door behind me and faced Hector. "What do you want?"

"Why is she here? Why not in the basement?"

I stuffed my hands in my pockets so he couldn't see me clenching them. "It's cold downstairs."

"So?" He folded his hands across his chest. "It's not like you care."

"Leave it, Hector. It's not a big deal if I gave her a room besides I have locked it, she can't escape."

He glared at me, a look of suspicion fell over his face. "What is going on, Aeron? Why isn't she dead yet?"

"Because I want Robert to watch and regret his actions as I torture her to death." I gave an excuse. I didn't mean that, of course I didn't mean it.

I am not fucking killing anyone. Not Robert and definitely not Farren. I don't fucking care about the revenge anymore.

And without waiting for his reply, I went past him and muttered to him. "I don't want anyone to dare enter that room. She better be safe till then."

He grabbed my bicep and pulled me back before I could leave. His eyes slightly wide as he realised something. "You love her." He said slowly in a murderous tone. "You are just stalling. You lied to me, you actually do love her."

Fuck. I don't what gave it away. My concern? My actions? Or maybe everything. "Congratulations. You can't be fooled after all."

His grip tightened around my arm till the point it pained but I didn't show it. He looked like he could kill me right now. "Have you lost your mind? Are you thinking of backing out of it? Forget about the revenge? Don't you want it? Don't you want to avenge your father?"

I yanked myself out of his grip. "I don't want any of this. I just want her. Only her." And a lump formed in my throat. She hates me now but.

He scoffed. "You have no idea what you are saying. You are being delusional. You don't love her."

"I love her." I stated firmly, my voice shaking with emotions.

And before I knew it, a tear dripped down my cheek. And on seeing that, Hector almost looked disgusted. "Look at you, crying for a girl. Pathetic."

My hands itched to punch him. In all these years I have never hated Hector so much. "That girl means the world to me! She is my source of sunshine, she fucking brightens up my day."

He chuckled humorlessly. "Even if she makes it out of here alive do you think she will want to do anything with you after what all she went through? After you betrayed her?"

No. She doesn't want me anymore, hell she might not even love me anymore and I deserve that, I deserve her wrath but that doesn't mean I won't try, that doesn't mean I won't fall to her feet and beg her for forgiveness.

I refused to answer his question and instead said, "She is my wife, Hector. You dare not hurt her."

"I get it now, I get what your actual problem is. This marriage, this feeling of being a husband. This is your problem, you think that she is your wife and it's your job to protect her. You don't love her actually, Aeron. You just think you do. Just because a woman was finally interested in you, kissed you, had sex with you, made you feel special, you thought you are in love with her."

Is that what he thinks? His words hurt more than they should. I am not being delusional. I love her. I fucking love her truly.

"I know something that will set your mind straight." And he walked past me making sure to bump his shoulder with mine harshly.

Biting the inside of my cheeks, I shut my eyes firmly forcing back my tears.

His words stung. Has he always been like this? Why didn't I see his true nature before?

Once I had some control over my emotions, I opened my eyes and glanced towards the room where she was.

And walking to the door, keeping my back to it, I slid down on the ground and sat there, pulling my legs closer to me, my head falling back on the door. I can't trust Hector. What if he does something to her? I am not going to leave till morning.

And pulling out my gun, I loaded it and held it in my hand just in case I need it.

I wanted to go inside, beg her for forgiveness. But I forced myself not to and I sat there like that for the rest of the night but eventually the day's exhaustion caught up with me and I fell asleep despite how hard I tried not to.

When I woke up it was morning already and in a hurry I got up and I checked the door was relieved to find it still locked. I unlocked it and opened it to check on her.

My heart fucking broke when I found her lying on the bed on her stomach, sobbing into the pillow.

She didn't even bother to check who entered the room.

God, I wanted to pull her into my arms. I wanted to wipe away those damn tears, tell her that I love her, what we had was real. I never lied to her about my feelings. And I wanted to kiss her until she has no doubt about how much I love her.

Hector can go fuck himself. She is my wife. And there is no way I am going to hurt her anymore.

I gently closed the door and made my way to her. "Farren?"

"Leave me alone!" She cried.

"Listen to me, please."

"Fuck off! I hate you!"

No. Please, tell me you don't mean that.

I kneeled down near the bed and she tilted her head and my heart clenched on seeing her nose and eyes red and her face stained with tears. "Farren... please..."

"What do you want now? Is there anything left for you to say? Are you here to remind me again that how everything was a lie?" She now sat up straight and wiped away her tears. "Just fucking leave me alone. And get over with killing me. It won't hurt more than your fake love."

Fake love. No, it wasn't fake. Every moment was true.

The door slammed opened and Hector marched in holding a file in his hand. "Okay, enough! This ends now."

I got up and stood infront of the bed, hiding Farren behind me. "Get out, Hector."

"Move, Aeron. You are going to sign these goddamn papers and get over this husband wife bullshit."

I glanced down to the file in his hand and realised they were divorce papers. Like hell I am going to ever sign them.

"I am not divorcing her!" I growled.

"Maybe you don't want to but I guess she would love to divorce you." And he looked over my shoulder at Farren. "Won't you, Farren?"

And he shoved me away and placed the file infront of her on the bed along with the pen. "Sign it."

No.

She eyed the paper and I stopped breathing when she picked up the pen in her hand. No. She isn't going to do that.

Her fingers were trembling and she glanced up at me with tears in her eyes and I silently begged her not to sign those papers.

And she glanced back down, her the pen hovering above the dotted lines. No.

I can't let her divorce me. I fucking can't let him get us divorced. She is my wife and she will remain my wife till death do us apart even if it sounds selfish.

I snatched away the papers and in a second I tore them into pieces as Hector watched me with a murderous gaze.

I fucking had enough of him. I did some digging and what I found made my blood ran cold.

So, I did what I wanted to for a long time. I cocked my gun and shot him on his shoulder making him fall down on the floor with a groan as Farren gasped loudly.

With his other hand he proceeded to pull out his gun but I stepped on his hand before he could. "Did you think I would never find out about it, Hector?"

My eyes burnt with tears. "You have always been jealous of me, always jealous of the fact that dad chose me as his successor instead of you."

I crouched down on the floor beside him as his face morphed with pain. "So, you had him killed. You killed your own father."

"What are you talking about?" He hissed. "I wasn't even present there!"

"No, you weren't. But your men were. Robert may have started the firing, he might have accidentally shot dad at his stomach but it was one of your men who shot him in the middle of the forehead and in that chaos Robert believed that he did that."

Hector's eyes widened with each word. His twisted game was finally exposed. "And you have been so ambitious that you made a perfect little plan to avenge dad's death by killing Robert and forcing him to give all his power to us and by then you had even planned on getting rid of me so in the end, you would be ruling over both the families without anyone to check you."

I gripped his jaw firmly. "Did you think I would not find out about this? That the other day when that car collided with mine it was not a miscommunication but actually the plan to kill me only it didn't work, did it?"

And I had thought he had loved me. But all this time he just wanted the power nothing else.

I watched him bleed on to the floor, the life slowly draining out of him. "I have lived in your shadow long enough, it's time I take the reigns now."

I should have done this before. I should have done this a long time back. I should have freed myself from him but I was too much of a coward to do that. But not anymore.

I stood back up and called one of my men who came running inside. "Sir."

"Take him away. I don't wanna see him ever again."

He nodded in understanding and he called another of my men and they both dragged Hector's unconscious form away.

No. He won't die. I ain't that cruel. But I am not going to see him ever again.

I turned to Farren finally and the gun dropped from my hand on the floor with a heavy thud.

She was watching everything with wide eyes and she gazed up at me in fear.

No, babe.

She was about to get up, she moved closer to the edge of the bed and she placed her legs on the floor when I dropped down to my knees infront of her.

"F-Farren..." I pleaded. "Please, I am so sorry. Please forgive me, babe."

"Let me go." Her voice cold enough to tear my heart into two.

"No, please. I love you."

She scoffed. "I am not falling for this again. Let me fucking go."

I bent my head and placed it on top of her feet, tears dripping down my eyes. "Please, I am so sorry. I didn't lie to you, I love you. Every moment that we shared was true. Please, believe me."

She exhaled shakily. "I trusted you once. Not again."

"I had to make Hector believe that I didn't love you. I wanted to save you. Please give me another chance. Please, I love you."

"Let me go!" She shouted and I lifted my head to look at her.

She was crying but there was anger in those tears and I know I deserve it, I deserve her hatred but no, I love her. I love her too much.

She stood up and glared down at me through the tears. "Please, Farren." I begged, sobbing. "Please, I am so sorry. I love you. I really do. Give me another chance."

"I hate you. Don't say you love me ever again. You don't." And she snifled back her tears and was walking out of the room and I scrambled up to my feet and followed her.

"Please..." I whispered.

"I want to leave. Where's the exit?" She asked coldly, completely ignoring my pleading.

"I'll drop you home." I suggested.

"Don't you dare come near me. I don't want to see your face anymore." And I could hear my heart shattering.

"I love you..." I said once again. "I really do."

She shut her eyes and her bottom lip trembled and a fresh set of tears fell down her eyes but when she opened her eyes, the hatred in them for me was enough to make me step back. "Where's the fucking exit?"

She doesn't want me. She hates me. Is this how she felt when she realised that I hated her? Which wasn't true...I never hated her.

Swallowing hard, I lifted my hand and pointed to the front door and she was already on her way to leave from here.

My men were watching this, they were watching everything and I didn't give a fuck. My wife was my first priority.

I gestured to one of my men to come to me and when he did I told him, "Follow her discreetly, make sure she reaches home safely."

He nodded curtly. "Yes, sir." And he went after her.

Another sharp pain shot through me realising I just lost my wife, my sunshine, my whole world.