Ash's pov ;
I was about to grab his neck but he dodged and grabbed by the shoulders, pinning against the wall.
"Hey, easy there. You don't wanna ruin this beautiful face of mine, do you?" He grinned widely, his eyes filled with excitent clearly finding solace by tornting .
Sadistic fucker!
His smirk was infuriating, mocking, and entirely too smug. How dare he co here after everything he had done?
"Fuck off!" I spat, struggling against his hold.
"Tsk, tsk. Language, darling. You're in a prison, rember? It's not a place to play around," He brought his face closer to my ear, his breath tickling my earlobe.
"Shut up! Get out of here. Why are you even here, you bastard?!"
"To see you, of course. To see how my precious actor is doing," His smirk widened making irritated even more, his grip on my shoulder growing tighter to keep in place. "And I see, you have beco feisty while staying here. I'll make sure to fix that. I don't like you talking back to ."
Musturing up my entire strength I pushed him away from and glared daggers at him. "Don't you dare touch . I'll tear your throat apart."
He laughed nacingly. "I would love to see that. But that'll have to wait. For now, we need to talk. Don't you want to get out of here?
My heart skipped a beat at his words.
"W-What did you just say?"
He took a step forward again causing nervous than I already was, his smirk still in place. "I said, I'm here to get you out of here."
I instinctively took a step back and instantly he took another step forward. I don't know why he keeps getting close to . The more I push him away, the closer he gets.
I breathed heavily and shook my head. "No, I don't believe you. This is probably one of your tricks, isn't it? You just want to torture even more."
He rolled his eyes, a sigh escaping his lips. He looked around with a satisfied air, as if he owned the place. "Oh, co now. Is that any way to behave toward your ex-husband?"
"Ex-husband?" I laughed bitterly. "You put in here, Elijah. You ruined my life. You call that a marriage?"
He shrugged nonchalantly, his eyes twinkling with a dark pleasure. "Let's not be dramatic now. I rely facilitated the inevitable. You're in here because of your own actions."
"My actions?" My voice rose, echoing off the cold, concrete walls. "You and your little minion, Samantha, frad !"
He raised a questioning brow. "Frad you? Do you even know the aning of framing, my dear? It ans to create false evidence," He tilted his head to get a close look at my face. My heart thundered in my ribcage.
"But is it really framing when you actually did it? Or are you denying that you never tried to kill your own sister and that you never pushed her? You did it, right? Admit it. I'm here to listen. If you do, I'll have a word with the lawyer and he'll release you. Co on, say it. Say that you did it. I want to hear it."
My head throbbed, my heart hamring against my chest. Sweat beaded down my forehead and I could feel myself trembling.
He stared at expectantly, a sinister gleam in his eyes.
I bit the inside of my cheek and looked down. He already knows the truth and he has already made his judgent. Even if I tell him the real reason of why I did that, he won't believe .
So, I stayed silent.
And spoke after a long while. I looked up at him through trembling eyes and let out an exhausted sigh. "Why, Elijah? Why go to all this trouble to destroy ?"
His expression hardened and he stared into my eyes for a long ti as if he was searching for sothing in them. I felt uncomfortable but also couldn't dare to look away, it was as if I was hypnotized.
"Because you insulted , Ash. You divorced ."
"That's not the real reason! You didn't love !" I shouted, tears streaming down my face. Why the fuck am I crying now? No, I can't show him my weakness, he would take advantage of it further. "You used . You manipulated . You destroyed . I never wanted to divorce you. But you cheated on ! It's all your fault from the beginning!"
I huffed crazily when I stopped taking out my anger on him, and he just stared at blankly, his face completely emotionless.
"So now..." I glared at him through my tears, my chest heaving with anger. "Tell the real reason and stop bullshitting ," I grabbed his collar and pulled him closer. "The.real.fucking.reason. Tell the truth, Elijah. Why are you doing this?"
His eyes flickered with sothing—resentnt, perhaps?—as he stepped closer, so close that I could feel his breath on my face. "Yes, there is a reason. I'm surprised how quick you are to catch on to that."
I blinked in confusion. So, there's really a reason behind his torture. I was right. He's offended by sothing I had done. But what?
What could I have done to offend him so deeply? I racked my brain, searching my mories for any clue, any incident that might explain his hatred.
Was it sothing I said? Sothing I did? Why would he go to such lengths to devastate ? Our divorce had been ssy, sure, but it wasn't that odd. People moved on, found new happiness. Why couldn't he let go? What was it about that he couldn't forgive?
In the silence of the cell, my mind drifted back to our ti together. The early days when we were married, before all the lies and deceit started. Was there sothing I missed? A mont where I have unknowingly pushed him too far?
However, no matter how hard I think. I couldn't recall anything that would make deserve such treatnt from him.
"What...is it?" I whispered as I could barely make out my voice, my throat felt dry and sore.
Suddenly, his eyes....they glead with malice.
"Ah!" I gasped as he grabbed my waist and pulled towards him, pressing our bodies together. "W-What the hell?!" I stuttered, struggling against his grasp.
He gripped my chin so tightly that his fingers dug into my flesh, and I winced in pain. He purred, his lips curling into a predatory grin.
"Revenge," he let out as his devilish bold eyes looked deeply into mine, and for so reason, he appeared thousands of tis more dangerous than ever.
I swallowed heavily as I tried to comprehend what he ant by revenge. I wanted to ask him, but all I could was open and close my mouth. I tried to hide my terrifying emotion, but my nerves made it impossible. I don't know what he's saying but just thinking about it sent shivers down my spine, let alone experiencing his revenge.
"W-What do you an by revenge?" I nervously began to fidget around the hem of my jacket.
A sly smirk plastered on his face.
"You'll find out slowly what I an, my little actor. But not today."
My heart pounded violently as he caressed my cheeks throwing my little bit of left sanity on the edge.
I pushed at his chest. "Don't touch , it disgusts !"
But his rough hands pulled back to him and slamd his lips on mine. I pushed his chest harder, but he didn't budge. His tongue entered my mouth and road every inch of it. I squird and fought back, biting his tongue hard. He moaned, the bastard actually moaned at the moan, and it only turned him on more.
The taste of blood filled my mouth and I choked. I bit him again and he groaned in pleasure. I was losing consciousness and the edges of my vision blurred. But then he finally broke the kiss, letting go of .
"You fucking-" I couldn't even finish my sentence when he grabbed my neck.
"Hated my touch? I don't think so. But if you really do so then I'm more tempted to have you. If you think it's torture, then I'll make it worse. Because this is only the beginning of your hell."
And those words echoed in my mind as I watched him in pure dread. He looked like he was possessed by a demon. I didn't even dare to make a sound or fight back.
"Now, I'm leaving you with two conditions if you want to get out. First, leave your boy toy forever and never et him again, and second marry again."
I couldn't believe what I heard. Is he fucking serious?
"Marry you again?! I won't ever marry you. And I will never leave Noah."
"Then rot here," He shrugged and turned his back on .
"You have 6 hours to decide. I'll co back to get your answer. Until then, have fun staying here."
And with those words he left.
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