Lindsay's POV.I flung my eyes open like I had been forced out of my sleep. There was one thing I loved about that morning and that was the fact that Asher didn't have his hand around my neck. He was probably out, I wasn't sure, but I hoped he wasn't anywhere around the house.As I slipped down from the bed, a groan escaped from my lips. My cheeks hurt and my head was on fire. My scalp ached so much due to his repeated assault on it the previous day.I walked to my mirror and I almost cried at my reflection. I concluded I wasn't going to meet with Shaun that day. The tension in the house was too much due to how Asher already suspected me and also I wasn't fit enough to go to Shaun's house.My cheeks were bruised just as I had suspected and my head had a little stain of dry blood on it. No wonder it hurt so much. Asher was a monster. How could he do this to me?I sighed as I walked away from the mirror. I prepared a hot tub for myself. Something I hardly did for myself, but I needed to

“Is there a problem Lindsay?" Asher called out from the other side of the table. Keeping my anger in check was much better if he didn't talk to me, but now he was speaking to me and I felt rage course through my veins. I felt like tossing the bowl of salad at his face, but I knew if I did that, he was going to beat the baby right out of my womb.“I don't feel too good," I said with my head still bowed, I didn't want to see the fake concern in his eyes.“Try and eat something, we have a big day today," he said and I swallowed hard. It was indeed the day I was leaving Los Angeles. The day I would leave Shaun for good. But was it for good? Will I see him again? All these questions went to and fro in my mind, but I didn't have am answer. Maybe fate then. Fate was the only thing that could bring Shaun and me together. Maybe when I finally succeed in killing Asher, I could go back to Shaun.“Hey, eat up," Asher said once againEven when he tried to sound caring, he still had that hint of au

Shaun's POV I finished the content of my cup, but I didn't stop there, I filled it up again and took another gulp.“Hey easy" Pablo, my brother said.I glared at him. “Francesco is trying to fucking kill me and you want me to relax""What if it's not him? We haven't heard from him for a long time. You think he will show up just to kill you?” "Well, he did. One of his men said”"What if he was lying”"After smashing his good fingers, I don't think he would have the balls to lie to my face” I rummaged my hand through my head. “I'm going to kill him Pablo, I'm going to fucking kill hin" I said.“He is your brother and stop being paranoid"“So what the fuck am I supposed to do? Wait till he kills me? If I get my hands on him, he is a dead man" I glared at Pablo While I still boiled in anger, my phone chimed from my pocket and I brought it out. It was a text from Lindsay. I hadn't called back since she hung up on me the previous day.I opened the message and read the content. “Being wit

All Asher did was put up an act. He knew he couldn't cage me in the house forever. After much argument for countless nights and continuous slaps I got from him_ that was the highest he did, probably because he didn't want anything to happen to “his baby". We concluded. I could work, but not at a firm.Asher surprisingly bought an already ongoing restaurant for me. He set things up and got employers there. I wasn't doing anything because there was someone for everything. That was the biggest thing Asher had done for me since we got married. I was so surprised when he told me. Even though I could see the contempt in his eyes as he spoke, I was still happy. At least I got to leave the house.But to think of it, Asher wasn't the type to do something as big as that for me. The last big thing I remembered Asher did for me was planning an anniversary that turned out to be a disaster. It wasn't my fault. Maybe if he had remembered the date, that wouldn't have happened.Asher was probably plan

Lindsay's POV.I cried so hard that night until I found it hard to breathe. Assuming I and Asher went to court, Leia would have chosen Asher and I wouldn't be able to see her again.It was pathetic and sad. I stared at the man who slept next to me and I wondered what I ever did to him. He hated me so much, yet he claimed he didn't. Shaun would never do that to me. I was certain he would have cherished me and treated me better than Asher would, but I just had to be so stupid. It was almost midnight, but I didn't feel sleepy. I slipped down from my bed and walked to the sitting room. It had been tidy. After Asher was satisfied with how much I had begged, he stopped the threats to take Leia from me and all was restored to normal. The staff cleaned the house too.The wine stand still had a few drinks which I could use. I took a bottle of wine and poured it into a cup. In the process of taking the wine, a pack of cigarettes fell from the stand. I shook my head. It belonged to Asher. Why d