Louisa's POV
As soon as I said the word "Laura", Lucas seemed to change into another person.I had never seen him being so mad like that. I could see fires of anger in Lucas' eyes and popped veins on his forehead. He dragged me on the floor all the way into the bedroom.Then, he pressed my face against a contract on the table. I saw his gun lying next to my head."How did you know that name?!" He barked next to my ear. I felt that he wanted to crash me into pieces with his bare hands.I couldn't say a word. My mind went blank because of tremendous terror. "I'm asking you a fucking question now! Answer me!" Lucas roared and pressed harder. "You mentioned her name on our wedding night... You were drunk and you confused me with her..." I opened my mouth, trying to get more air into my lungs.Lucas pulled me up to look into my eyes."Do not ever mention that name! Did you hear me?! You've got no fucking right to mention that name in front of me!" he growled. I had been waiting for six weeks to talk to my husband and is this what I've got?All I wanted to know was which fucking bitch's name he was chanting when he was on top of me!Was it a crime?!I finally reached the point of break.So I pushed him away from me and let it all out -"If you love that Laura bitch so much, why didn't you marry her instead?! And who's that fucking bitch Jessica by the way?! Why didn't you marry her instead of making my fucking life more miserable than it has already become?! I'd rather die to be used and tossed around like this!" Then, I got hold of his gun on the side of the table.He frowned, but he didn't move. Obviously, it wasn't the first time he had confronted someone holding a gun at him.I tossed the gun into his hand and held it against my head. "Kill me! Pull the fucking trigger! End my fucking miserable life right now! So you can enjoy your fucking threesome life with Laura and Jessica!" I shouted. Lucas looked surprised by my sudden outburst of anger.I thought he would push me away or punch me in the face, but he didn't. He looked calm and reserved as always. He put the gun on the table and pulled a chair for me.I sat down reluctantly. He took his seat next to me and leaned forward."Laura was my best friend. I met her for the first time when I was six and I knew I would marry her one day. But someone put a bullet into her chest seven years ago when I was about to propose to her. Before she passed away in my arms, she asked me to take care of her sister Jessica." He took a towel and wrapped me up. Then, he continued, "I don't love Jessica. She's like a sister to me. I could have easily purchased your marrow from your deadbeat foster father, but I'm not an asshole. I know it's a lot to ask from a good girl like you. My people have been tagging you all day long. You don't do drugs. You always go straight home after work every night and take care of everyone in your family. It's a mistake to get you involved in my life. Anyway, whatever happened that night was a mistake. I was drunk and frustrated. But sustaining the marriage between us is the least thing I could do to make up for you. When you get used to being my wife, you'll see it's not an entirely bad thing." I am nothing but a mistake.I became even more furious and said, "No offense, but you're a mafia boss! People around you get whacked all the time! And now you're telling me this isn't an entirely bad thing?!" He stared at me and said in a plain, confident voice, "Your safety is guaranteed, if that's your only concern. Ever since I lost Laura, I've been working on getting my business legitimized. Whacking people down was my father's trade. Now we only focus on being the most promising listed company in the world. As long as you stay being my wife, you'll get everything you want in the world...""I want to be loved by my husband." I interrupted him. My lips were trembling.Lucas continued his speech in a slow, deep voice, "You'll get everything you want in the world except me."My heart sank.But I didn't want to give up. I held his hands in mine. "Lucas, I understand it's hard to lose someone that you love, but you need to move on with your life.." "Nobody will replace my Laura," Lucas said. His piercing blue eyes were flickering with cold light, reminding me of the distance between me and him.Then, he stood up and put on his clothes. "This is the end of our conversation for today," he said. "Sign the contract and get some sleep. The first transplant is tomorrow."Then, he kissed the top of my head briefly and walked off without looking back. As I lifted my arms and tried to hold him, but he had already left. The warmth of his breath and the fragrance of his cologne were still lingering on me.I sat on the cold floor for a while. I felt that I had been floating in the air for a whole month and got suddenly pulled down by the concrete gravity of my life. Suffocated and depressed, I stood up to open the window. But when I stretched out my arms, the only thing I could do was cover my face and start sobbing.I sat down next to the table.The contract lay on top of it.I picked up the pen on the table and put my signature on it. Then, I added a figure "1" in the blank of the price for every marrow transplant.One dollar. That's all I want from him. But I'll make sure he pays for what he's done to me.Louisa's POVAs a gigantic needle slowly penetrated into my spine, I had to bite my hand to stop myself from crying out.I lifted my head and saw Jessica standing in front of me, sneering at me."How does it feel, bitch?" She leaned forward and asked. "I told you that you would pay for it.""Fuck... you..." I squeezed those words out of my mouth. "Ah, that's rude." Jessica rolled her eyes.The door opened and Lucas walked in."Oh, Luke! It's so good to have you here!" Jessica flapped her hand as if she was about to faint. Then, she looked panicked and leaned into Lucas' arms."I can't stand this. You know that I'm afraid of blood!" She peeked through her fingers and exclaimed in a nasal voice. "Take your seat outside, Jess." Lucas comforted her in a gentle voice. After Jessica left, Lucas approached me. I thought he would lean forward to comfort me, but he didn't even look at me. Instead, he stared at the doctor and asked, "Have you finished, Dr. Jafar?""Almost done, Mr. Farrow
Louisa's POVThe party started at dusk.Standing behind the upstairs window, I watched glamorous rich people gently walk into the mansion. Among them, I recognized some familiar faces, including prestigious businessmen, politicians, and celebrities. They were chatting with Lucas, who looked fascinating and sophisticated in a sleek tuxedo. He looked as confident as a prince holding a glass of champagne in his hand. It seemed that my husband was indeed doing a groundbreaking job to expand his social circle. Taking a glance at myself in the mirror for one last time, I bit my lips.I couldn't recognize the girl in the mirror. I had never put on this much make-up like this on my face. The only thing that looked familiar was my chestnut-colored hair and olive-colored eyes. "Look at you! You look stunning in this beautiful dress!" Jessica exclaimed with both of her hands overlapping on her chest. "Go downstairs and let Lucas see you! He'll be more than happy to present you in front
Louisa's POVLucas froze. "What did you just say?" He asked. "You've heard me. I want a divorce," I said. "Prepare the papers and I'll sign them."His face darkened.I continued in a plain voice, "Our marriage is a mistake. Let's stop it right now before we make it worse." Jessica popped up from nowhere and overheard my speech.Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, no! Louisa!" She exclaimed like a drama queen, with one hand placed over her forehead. "Do not do this to Luke! There's nothing going on between me and Luke. He's so kind and generous!" Then, without waiting for me to say anything, she leaned against Lucas and said, "Oh, Luke. What can I do to save your marriage? It's all my fault. If you want me to apologize to Louisa, I can say sorry to her. What shall I do, Luke?"This fucking bitch is pulling her fucking gimmick again. I thought to myself. Do you want hell? I'll give it to you.I grabbed the mobile phone in Lucas' hand, switched the volume to maximum, and displaye
Lucas' POVI don't understand women, yet my life is full of them.They are unpredictable creatures. Last minute she's my wife. The next minute she's standing on your doorstep, flirting with some other guy.I really should have chained her to my bed or locked her up in a dungeon or something.I don't love her, but she's my wife. It's complicated and I don't expect anyone to understand."I guess this is the Mr. Farrow that you've mentioned," the man who was flirting with my wife said. I didn't like his tone of speech and I didn't like his face. People like that don't usually last more than five minutes in my life. When he put his hand into his inner pocket, all my bodyguards stepped forward and pulled out their guns. At the same time, his crew did the same. A shootout was about to start. "OK, this is enough! Everybody! Put your guns down right!" My wife stared at me and that guy alternatively. The other guy took a glance at his men and suggested they put down their guns. My men
Lucas' POV"Who is he?" I asked. "He's one of Frank Sawyer's apprentices," Colin said.Frank Sawyer? The legendary hidden multi-billionaire Frank Sawyer?Only a few people have heard of Frank Sawyer's name and I am one of them.It seemed that my father used to work for him when he was still alive.And then, for some unknown reason, they drifted apart. My father refused to tell me anything about it. Frank Sawyer held the largest business empire in the world. He was one of the wealthiest men on earth and he had more influence than presidents and kings. Rumor has it that he passed away last week. How on earth does an ordinary girl like my humble wife have something to do with someone like Frank Sawyer? I thought to myself."Frank Sawyer was a self-claimed philanthropist. He had adopted children all around the world and trained them to be his private guards when he was still alive. Those apprentices were professionals, brainwashed killing machines. They can penetrate, kill, and overt
Lucas' POVLycidas!He's coming for my wife!I stretched out my arms, trying to pull my wife back.But I didn't get hold of her.Instead, my arms were pulled up and pinned behind my back.Before I realized what happened, my face was pinned against the ground. I couldn't move my body at all. "Lycidas, don't hurt him!" I heard my wife's broken voice. She was terrified. She was begging someone for my life.The most humiliating thing in a man's life was his wife begging for mercy from another man.I growled, trying to push myself up, but I failed.It was at that time that I felt a foot stepping hard over my neck. My vision turned black. I could feel the bitterness in my mouth. It was my blood."What is it, Miss Torrington? Why are you crying like this? Have I ever done anything violent to scare you?" Lycidas' voice was slithering in my ears like an evil snake."No... Lycidas... Let go of him! He just wants to talk to me..." My wife's voice was trembling. "OK, now I see. He divorc
Louisa's POVI woke up in a giant king-sized bed in a huge bedroom that looked like a basketball court.I couldn't remember how long I had slept, but when I woke up, I couldn't even feel the left half of my body.It took me a while before I could sit up straight.What is this place? I looked out of the giant French windows.It seemed that this place was located on a mountain or something.It was surrounded by tall, dense redwood trees.The door opened.A tall, muscular man walked in with a giant tray in his hands.For a brief moment, I thought it was Lucas.But when I rubbed my eyes, I recognized that it was Lycidas.He was wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants.The rest of his outfit fit him perfectly, but it only looked tight around his chest area.I didn't know that he was this muscular because he was always wearing a suit."You've slept for three whole days." He kicked the door closed behind him and placed the tray in front of me. "I've prepared some breakfast for you. I hope you
Louisa's POVOutside my window, there was a guy sitting on a Harley Davidson.He was wearing one of those leather jackets that bikers always wear.He looked so hot even with his helmet on.He moved his hand and asked me to open the window.I rolled down the window and tried to act casually. But actually, my face was as red as a tomato.The guy lifted the screen on his helmet.The face behind the screen was as flawless as a 3D-printed AI face that directly came from some online RPG game.As his turquoise eyes lay on me, I felt a surge of adrenaline in my head. What the fuck is wrong with me, being so horny during the day?"Hey," he said. "Do you need a hand?"And yes, his voice was ethereal."I can't start my car. There's something wrong with the engine," I answered in a breathy voice."Are you in a hurry or something?" He asked."Actually, yes... I'm on my first day of work. I'm supposed to report to HR like... 15 minutes ago," I muttered."Well, in that case..." He closed the lid and