-HADES-" Don't leave me!" " I won't complain anymore!" " I love you, Hades." " Please . . . I love you." " I'm scared." " Don't leave me alone." I wince, opening my eyes as sunlight pierces into my vision. Damn, my head hurts! " Hadesss." I look at the naked whore on top of me, as she moans my name. I push her away, grabbing my pant from the floor. She looks at me with puppy eyes before looking down at my dick. " You're leaving so soon, master?" She moans, placing her head on my thigh. I let out a sigh, before grabbing some dollar bills from my pocket, throwing it on her face, " Kindly fuck off, I'm in no mood to deal with whores right now." " Whore?" She sits up, looking at me with angry eyes. " Was Sage a whore too? A whore who broke heart and left you?" She smirks at me as I gripped her throat the next moment. " Where did you

-HADES-Tears roll down her cheeks like waterfall, she struggles to breathe, thrashing against the sock stuffed in her mouth. I stumbled back, my eyes erupting into a piercing pain before I felt tears sliding down my cheeks. With trembling hands, I gripped the edge of my table, supporting myself against it as my throat grew tight with each passing second. She let out a loud wail, withering in pain under that man. My brother stood near them, watching her with lusful eyes. He was enjoying all this when Sage was drowning in her own tears. My forehead felt heavy with the sweat beads as I tried to take deep breathes. I felt suffocated. I couldn't breathe. My vision blurred as I cried out. My heart was tearing into pieces, my soul was crumbling down. Sean. Sean is there. He is there. He is one of them. Sean raped her. He raped Sage. He raped my wife. He raped her. No. NO. SHE WASN'T LYING. SHE WASN'T FUCKI

" And . . . that's it." I clenched my fists, fighting my tears back. Men don't cry. Strong men don't cry. Don't ever let them know you're weak.I could feel my father whispering my in ears, it's pure anguish. " YOU MOTHERFUCKER." Shawn screamed, lunging towards me. He gripped my throat, immediately blocking out my air. I punch his abdomen, shoving him back when he plants a punch on my face, busting my bottom lip. " Fuck!" I groaned, feeling blood run down my chin. " Guys stop!" Enrique pulls Shawn off me, glaring at us." For fucks sake, Sage is here. Do you have any idea of how she will feel if she wakes up and finds you two drenched in blood? You'll trigger her and she'll be scared of us more than she is right now." He growls, throwing the box of paper towels on me. " Let it trigger her, Enrique. Was she living her dream life before this? I just can't believe how low can someone stoop and . . . Sabrina, how could she? I kne

Shawn gripped Sage's hand tightly, as they walked in Martinez mansion, a place they once called home. As expected, his father was standing at the door. He looked different from the last time Shawn saw him, he looked old, tired and sad- things he never saw in his father before. Sage unintentionally stepped back at the sight of her father, she gripped Shawn's hand tightly when a memory of the old man beating her flashed into her mind. " My children." Jared smiled, opening his arms wide for his kids. " Enrique must have talked to you about this, we're only staying here because it will help with Sage's treatment, but don't expect us to forgive you for everything you've done." Shawn spats bitterly. Jared gets taken back at the tone his sweet son used on him. Shawn was the sweetest boy he knew and this tone just wasn't him. " Shawn, why are you talking to me like this?" Jared's voice cracked as he looked at his son, helplessly. " How long is this

" I can't believe, Martinez mansion hasn't changed even after all these years." Enrique says, sitting on the kitchen counter. " But the people did. This house lost its light the day it lost its children." Josephine sighs. " For Sage." She says, handing Shawn a plate of cinnamon rolls and a piece of cheesecake. " I wonder what I'd do without you," Shawn teases her as he walks out of the kitchen. Enrique grabs a cinnamon roll from the tray, rushing after Shawn. " Shawn, is there anything that can convince you to let me be Sage's therapist?" Enrique says, matching his pace. " Enrique, I'm done talking about that." Shawn snaps, raising an eyebrow at him. Enrique didn't dare to push his luck on the matter, he knew Shawn doesn't joke when it comes to Sage. Unknown to them, Sabrina was already inside the room with Sage. She fed Sage the meatballs she had just made for her, which Sage gladly ate. Sabrina smiled at Sage, caressing her hair as S