Prologue

She halted in her steps once she was in front of the door leading to his room. She wondered if entering his room was inappropriate or not. Before she could easily barge in without a care in the world with a wide smile on her face. Those were the times but now things were different. She couldn't just open his door and wander about inside his room. She shaked her head to ward off the past. The past was buried in the past alone.

On a normal day she wouldn't even dream of nearing his room but this time she had no choice. She wanted answers from him about what happened to Azazel. Her heart did prick her for two possibilities. One was that he wasn't responsible for what happened to Azazel and the other possibility.... She didn't want to believe he would stoop that low.

She pushed her legs forward and knocked on his door twice. Her knock was met with silence and no response. She knocked again for the third time but still no response. She decided to open the door herself and she held the door knob before she pushed the door slowly which made a creaking sound clashing against the silence.

She peeked her head into his room first and saw no one before her ears picked up the sound of a shower. She knew he must be in the bathroom taking a shower. She wondered to herself why he was being calm after the commotion of Azazel's arrest. The more she thought of it, the more she was heading towards the second possibility. Her heart did a thump and now thought it was a bad idea to walk into his room.

She turned around and planned to walk out of his room before he would spot her but then she heard a beep alert behind her. She turned around swiftly to see his phone on the bedside table of the gigantic bed centered in the middle end of the room. The thought of her finding any clues on his phone passed her brain. Her blue eyes first darted towards the glass doors of the bathroom which were tightly closed with the sound of water droplets hitting the bathroom floor repeatedly.

She believed he would take long under the shower and quickly checked his phone. Her heart was racing fast because she could be wrong and if it was the case then she knew she would never forgive herself and neither will the guilt leave her for the rest of her life. With a deep breath, she turned on his phone but there was a password. She cursed under her breath and tried many attempts but failed. Only one last attempt and if she typed in the wrong password, his phone would lock up. She had to think fast and her name came to mind. Going with her guess, she typed in her name and the phone unlocked immediately.

To say she was surprised wasn't it. She quickly searched through his phone and saw the text message which entered his phone a while ago. The message read 'The Job is Done sir. Your brother can't get out of this one so easily' Her body went numb and she went into shock for a few seconds. She couldn't believe that it was all Stephano's plan. He planned everything and got his brother framed and arrested. She couldn't believe what she had just read and just then the bathroom doors slided open.

Fear gripped her and the phone loosened around her hand before it fell on the floor. She could literally sense his presence behind her. His looming shadow was slowly enveloping her. “What are you doing in my room babygirl? Don't tell me you came to see me?” She gasped once he grabbed a hold of her arm from behind and spun her around. She found herself clashing against his wet bare chest, his scent engulfing her nostrils and her senses. Her still shocked eyes clashed with his amused grey eyes.

Tears started to fill her eyes and flow down her face as she continued to look him straight in the eyes. “How could you Stephano? H-how could...you?” She hiccuped on her tears. She didn't want to believe it but the bitter truth was right there and staring right at her in the face. A sigh escaped his lips before a small smile appeared on his lips which shocked her.

“So you know the entire truth now babygirl. I told you I would resort to extreme measures if you didn't listen to me. This is happening right now because of you babygirl.” Stephano rubbed his arms on her shoulders and inhaled her scent. He acted like he hadn't done something terribly wrong and horrible. Rose gritted her teeth and threw both his arms away. She looked at him with anger and couldn't even recognize him. “I don't recognize you anymore Stephano. You've gone mad! Azazel is your brother!...”

Stephano pulled her towards him again and looked deep into her eyes. “Azazel is my brother babygirl but that is into the garbage ever since he took what was mine. I didn't want to do this Rose but you forced me to go down this route. Divorce him. Divorce him! And come to me and I promise to free him from all charges.” His grey eyes lingered in hope that she would eventually agree to his terms and wishes after he literally sent his very own brother to jail. But he was in for a surprise. The Rose Foyer who once loved him immensely and would run to his side at his beck and call had vanished the moment he broke her heart and trust.