1 Prologue

I got up and hurriedly walked out of the Café. The man a while ago called me, but I ignored him and walked straight to my car and got inside.

My phone rang again, and I almost dropped it when I saw who was calling.

It was Nicholai. My husband.

Fear crept inside me, making my body tremble. Earlier I was twice as nervous. It doubled even more.

I did not answer the call. I immediately started the car's engine with a trembling hand and drove it back home.

Blood drained from my face when I saw Nicholai's car in the garage.

Why was he here? He was supposed to be in the office, working.

I parked my car beside his car and hurriedly got out and went inside our house.

I immediately saw Nicholai sitting on the couch while looking at his phone as soon as I entered the house.

"N-Nic? You are early, " I stuttered. I held my bag tightly to stop my hands from trembling.

He turned in my direction and looked at me with an angry expression. I swallowed hard. He was mad. And I knew what would happen next.

"Who told you to get out of the house?!" he growled, making me cringe.

"I-I'm just at the Dreame Café to buy something—"

"To buy something ?!" he shouted angrily. "Where is it?! You didn't even bring what you bought! Stop lying to me, Denima!" I flinched again.

"Who are you with?" He stood up and started walking towards me.

My eyes widened as I looked at him. My body began to tremble with fear again.

Please! Not again.

"I-I'm alone," I said, trembling. My eyes started to water when I saw his expression. He looked like a devil, ready to kill me.

"You, liar!" He fumed.

"I-I swear! I'm really on my own, Nicholai. I am not lying!" I explained. But I knew he would never believe me as always.

"Come here," he said while smiling. That smile that said danger. And I knew what was going to happen if I went near him.

I would be hurt again.

I stepped back and shook my head.

No! I couldn't take this anymore! Please! Someone help me!

"Don't make me more furious, Denima Cris!" He shouted again.

"I do not want to. Please, Nicholai. Believe me. I am not lying. I wouldn't do that to you. " One by one, my tears welled up, which I had been holding back.

"Okay. Okay. I believe you. Just come here. Hmm?" Suddenly his tone changed and suddenly softened, As well as the expression on his face.

Even if I was hesitant, I stepped forward and walked in his direction, trembling.

When he reached for my hand, he grabbed my arm and held it tightly.

"Nicholai! You are hurting me, " I shouted in pain.

"It hurts?" He laughed out loud. "You deserved it, you, slut!" He shouted angrily. His melodic tone, as well as his gentle face, were gone. It was replaced with anger, and he smiled like a devil.

"W-What are you talking about?" I asked, confused. Did he just say slut? Me? What was he saying?

He abruptly let go of my arm and took his phone. I looked at my arm. It would bruise again for sure. I bit my lower lip while looking into it.

I screamed when he suddenly grabbed my neck and made me face his phone. He almost slapped the device in my face.

"Now lie to me and tell me that you're alone at the Café while looking at this picture of you and your fucking man!" he furiously said with gritted teeth.

I stared at the picture that he was saying. My eyes widened upon seeing the picture. It was me in the Café sitting in front of a man—the man who introduced himself to me earlier at the Cafe.

How —- Did he follow me? Did he hire someone to stalk me wherever I go? Shit! How could I forget what he was capable of doing?

"I-I don't know that man, Nicholai. You have to believe me. He suddenly —- Ahh! I feel hurt, Nicholai. Stop! " I shouted when he suddenly pulled my hair hard.

I winced from the pain. It looked like all my hair would be removed from my scalp because of the pain.

"You slut! Stop lying to me! " He let go of my hair and slapped me hard.

I slumped on the cold floor while my cheek was numb. I could still taste the blood on the side of my lip.

"You have the guts to go out and meet your man! Let's see if you can get out of the house with what I'm going to do to you! " My eyes widened at what he said.

No! Help me!

Even if I felt dizzy, I forced myself to crawl away from him.

"Where are you going?!" he shouted and crossed the distance between us. He pulled my feet, and I felt that my bones would break as he gripped my leg tightly.

"Let me go!" I shouted at him while crying.

"Not until I'm done with you!" he growled and pulled me closer to him with one hand. His other hand was on his belt, taking it off.

I cried more. I tried to get rid of him. I squirmed and tried to kick him. Since he only used one hand because one was busy removing his belt, he accidentally let go of my foot.

I hurriedly stood up and ran towards the kitchen.

Where is Linda now?

I was looking around the kitchen, hoping that Linda would appear and help me, but she was out of sight.

"If you're looking for Linda, bad news. I made her leave before you arrive," he said while smiling like a devil. "Do you think you can run away from me?" he looked at me with a devilish smile.

He slowly approached me while holding his belt.

"I haven't tried tying you with this belt while fucking you senselessly. Let me try it now, honey, and I will forgive you in an instant. " He was looking at me with lust while licking his lower lip.

My eyes widened from what he said.

No! No! No! My body trembled with fear.

"D-Don't come near me!" trembling, I shouted at him.

"Don't make me furious, Denima. Just come here," he said while smiling like a devil again. He stepped closer to me again, and I backed away until I was leaning on the side of the fridge.

My eye saw the knife next to it, and I quickly picked it up and aimed it at him.

"G-Go ahead. Don't you dare, or I will stab you," I shouted, holding the knife while my hands were shaking.

He looked at me and laughed as if I was saying ridiculous things.

"Do you think you can do that to me?" He stepped closer to me again. My eyes widened in fear.

"I told you, don't come near me!" I pointed the knife to him again.

He laughed again and took another step closer. "Go ahead. Stab me if you can. " He moved and launched towards me, and I didn't know what happened next.

I just saw my hands with the knife full of blood while Nicholas was on the floor lying. Blood was visible on his shirt, specifically on the chest part, and he was unconscious.