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It didn’t stop the haunting echo of my father’s voice or the constant reminder that Kylo had become everything I was supposed to be.I hated him. Every fiber of my being loathed the man who had somehow slipped into my life and taken everything that should have been mine. Varya, the company, my father’s respect—all of it.And the worst part was, I couldn’t stop comparing myself to him, couldn’t stop hearing my father’s voice praising Kylo for his accomplishments.The room started spinning as I drained my glass once more, slamming it onto the counter with a bit too much force. I pushed myself off the stool, my legs unsteady beneath me as I staggered out of the bar and into the cold night.I was not sure where I was headed, but I didn’t mind – the fact that I was walking was enough for me. Nowhere was preferable to the fact that I was slowly unraveling and that there was nothing anyone could do to stop that process.My movements were uncoordinated, the physical environment becoming a fog

I tried to shout, to cry, but nothing would come out of my lungs and I understood that it would be the worst thing that I could do.Nobody was listening to me out here In this house which was neither home to anybody that would care to know where I was being confined. Finally, I could hardly see from the tears that filled my eyes, and my body heaved with the terror that engulfed me.Theo tried to comfort me and physically wiped a tear from my cheek; amid all the chaos he was almost tender but this did not settle my storm in any way; he looked at me, then let out a huge breath before moving away but kept staring at me.“I never planned for it to be like this”, he whispered, his voice boring into the guilt lane.“But you pushed me to it, Varya,” he said, “You made me do this.”I wished to scream at him and let him know that it was his actions that destroyed any possibilities for us. But the words were on my lips and I choked because of the intensity of the feeling that seized me.He then

Theo's POVI couldn’t believe my eyes, but I had to admit that I had flinched. He was getting too close! My heart was racing so fast in my chest. Every keystroke or any noise from outside my door made me even more apprehensive. He was on to us. He had to be.The evidence of Varya's disappearance was bound to surface. Kylo was never one to let anything slip through his fingers. And Varya—she wasn’t just anybody. She was his wife, and before that, she was mine.I slammed my fist against the desk, the force of it echoing in the cold room. How had it come to this? How had I allowed everything to spin so wildly out of control? Varya—my beautiful Varya—locked up because of me.And Tia, with her venomous eyes, looked at me like I was some puppet on strings. She loathed Varya for the hold she still had over me, over Kylo, over everything."She's ruining everything," Tia hissed, pacing back and forth, her heels clicking against the floor in an irritating rhythm."If Kylo gets his hands on her—

Theo’s POVThe atmosphere within the house was so stifling, thick with both stress and concealed matters. My footsteps reverberated across the palatial corridors but brought no comfort whatsoever. Truth be told, wherever I went, guilt pursued me closely.It had been several weeks since I confined Varya to that underground chamber in the mansion. Only Tia and I knew about its existence. Although she was imprisoned there too, I kept thinking about her which made me insane.I find myself standing in front of the door to that hidden chamber, looking at its steel frame as if the solution to my problems lies within those walls. My palm rests on a cold metal knob and for just one second, I want to open it and get in there just to see her again. Varya. The woman who had consumed me.But I couldn’t. Not yet. Not while my thoughts churned like a violent storm, laced with fear, paranoia, and something darker—something dangerous.Kylo was closing in. I could feel it in my bones. I’d seen the way

TIA'S POVLying had turned out to be something that I had learned was very easy to do with time. Getting married to Theo was never about love, affection, or even intimacy; it was all about living and domination. I had to become the co-owner of his father’s company and this called for the next part I had to perform.But recently it became tiring. Sitting and observing how Theo becomes a different person before my eyes and slowly descending into a state of the mad was like standing on the edge of a cliff and I did not know how much longer I could stay on.Theo had been once hearty, and spirited, a real man that I wanted to marry. But now? Now he was just a pale shadow of the man she remembered, so absorbed in Varya and the looming threat of Kylo finding out the truth.I was sitting opposite him in his office, drumming my immaculately polished nails against the leather of the chair’s armrest pretending to be the concerned partner.But inside, I was disgusted. His trembling hands, the wil