Magus Cooper was my childhood best friend, a rock against all the storms in my life. But, I had cut all the ties with him once I got married to Julian.

Reason– Julian did not approve me meeting my male friends and I took all his wishes as a command, a fool in love. Meanwhile, he continued meeting his childhood sweetheart in the name of family gatherings.

Five years, no contacts. Still, he assured me he would help my brother. Once the words escaped through his lips, I knew even if the world collapsed, he would fulfill his promise.

I finally took a sigh of relief as I hung up the call and came back home. I peeked through the door. Julian was sleeping soundly, embracing the red muffler through his heart– a gift from Lesley.

My heart ached seeing how much he longed for his beloved despite sleeping by my side.

However, I did not mourn for my failed marriage this time. I simply closed the door and walked up to his study room.

Hurriedly, I typed my birthdate to open his computer. But, red mark popping on the screen mocked me, showing mirror to my husband's betrayal. But, there was no time for self-pity.

I grabbed my phone, scanned Lesley's information from her social media account. Then, I typed her pet name as passcode.

It worked!

Even her pet had great value in Julian's heart than me!

It wasn't the only shock waiting for me.

Once I opened his private file, I was stunned.

He had transferred his all property in Lesley's name, even those we had bought with my parents' funds.

I clutched the mouse in my hands tightly and immediately copied all the necessary information about his company, along with the evidence of his illegal transfer of my property to Lesley.

I was going take every penny back from Julian after divorcing him. That's the last thing I need to do after securing my brother's innocence. I won't let him enjoy the fortune with his mistress that my parents had left.

With that, I shut the computer off and came out.

***

The next day, Julian insist on taking me to meet Lesley– to apologise on my brother's behalf.

"You want me to apologise those people who have framed my brother?" I yelled. "On your dreams, Julian!"

"My brother is innocent. I will never apologize for something he hasn't done. Instead, I'll reopen the case. I will not stop until I see Deccan behind the cell."

Julian's face hardened. "We talked about this yesterday, didn't we?"

"I never agreed to you." I replied.

"If you don't apologize on your brother's behalf, then watch him get raped by these men! He loves men so much anyway!" As he spoke, he pulled up a video on his phone and shoved it towards me.

It showed my brother naked, surrounded by a group of burly men, with unopened condoms by the bed.

The video he shoved into my face, the raw, undeniable visual of my younger brother's terror, ripped the breath from my lungs.

I didn't scream. I didn't even cry. I simply froze, a block of ice where my heart used to be.

Liam, my baby brother, was being molested just because he had protected me the other day. My heart was ripping apart watching the video played before my eyes.

"Wh-Why are you doing this to me, Julian?" I asked, my voice trembling with rage and hurt.

His voice quickly softened as he pulled me into his arms.

"Are you mad, darling? Why would I do that to you? It's Deccan."

"That's why I'm telling you to come with me to meet Lesley and Deccan. Let's make up everything and solve the matter, alright?"

I looked up to meet his gaze, my sight blurred with tears as I asked, "What if I still don't come with you, Julian? What if I don't obey? What will happen to my brother then?"

My heart was trembling in my chest as if waiting to hear something terrific, and as expected, Julian's face immediately turned cold. He said.

"These men you just saw, have been in cells for years for being charged of rape and molestation. They have things for young guys, Laura. You won't be liking them to share bed with Liam every night, do you?"

My eyes were bloodshot, my heart filled with sorrow, and my nails dug deep into my skirt.

This was the man I had foolishly loved for five years, turning a deaf ear to the bad words my brother and Mags had said.

I had asked my brother to sell the house to help Julian, and told him I would help him when he succeeded.

Now, this was Julian repaying my brother. At that moment, I realized how foolish I had been. I fought the urge to slap him hard, controlled my trembling body, and said through gritted teeth,

"Okay! I'll go with you... apologize to Leslie and Deken. Don't bother my brother anymore."

"Come with me to meet the Kinley brothers and sisters. Once they see your sincerity, they'll make your brother's life in prison easier." He replied with a smile, a mask covering his cruel face.

In that moment, the man before me felt incredibly unfamiliar. But for my brother's sake, I had no choice but to endure it for now.

Two weeks. Just two weeks. Once I have evidence to prove my brother's innocence, I can completely get rid of this demon!

After we reached Kinleys' place, Julian completely left my side and stood next to Lesley, hugging her tight as he greeted her.

But, my blood boiled in rage when Deccan stepped closer to me. Pulling me intp his arms in front of Julian, he said, "It's good to see you here, Laura. You are looking as sexy as ever."

"Don't mind Deccan's words, Laura. He is like this always." Lesley had added.

The sight of Deccan, his glare being fixed on my chest, was reminding me of that terrific night when he had forcefully cupped my breast in his palms and was trying to rip my clothes off in front of the whole guests.

Julian and my friends, who were originally only his friends, laughed and made fun of me. No one tried to stop Deccan except my brother.

I hardly managed to break through Deccan's hug while my husband was pulling chair for Lesley to sit on the dinning hall.

After Deccan dragged me to sit beside him in the dinning hall, Lesley continued. "I'm sorry for holding your husband in my birthday's celebration, Laura. He could not attend his anniversary celebration because he was busy making my birthday special."

Her voice was laced with affection, but a smile of mockery spreaded on her lips as she showed the necklace she was wearing, saying, "Thankyou Julian for this special gift. I loved it."

My gaze was fixed at the White Diamond pandent hanging on Lesley's neck. It was Julian's family heirloom. I had insisted him many times to let me wear it.

But, everytime he declined, telling me he would give it to me on some special occasion.

It turned out, he had never thought of giving it to me. The necklace... It always meant for Lesley, his true love.

At this point I just wondered if Lesley's parents hadn't refused to her wedding with Julian, would he really have married to me?

The answer didn't matter anymore. Our marriage... It has already been sued.

The whole dinner was designed to rub salt to my already injured heart. During all this time, Julian kept pestering Lesley to eat more.

"You have lost so much weight, Lesley. You should eat more."

"It's your favourite dish, isn't it? Let me feed you with my own hands."

"There is something on your lips... Come, let me wipe it for you."

There was a time when he leaned too close to Lesley to wipe off her lips that it almost looked like they were kissing. Meanwhile, I remained still on my chair, watching as the whole scene was being unfolded.

When the dinner finally came to an end, Deccan announced. "Let's come to the point, guys."

Everyone's gaze landed at Deccan. Meanwhile, Julian looked at me and began, "This dinner was Deccan's idea, Laura. He is a big heart person and wants to apologise to you for his misbehaviour."

"Yes, my brother is so sweet and gentle, Laura. He was just drunk that night. He did not intend to hurt you. I hope you don't hold grudges against him and let the matter slide." Lesley added, her hands wrapped around Julian's arms.

Just then Deccan grabbed my hands and pulled me up from my seat and had me sit on his lap as he continued, "Darling, accept my apologizies."

Lesley and Julian only laughed at this. Julian even dared to say, "See how sincere Deccan is, Laura. Just forgive him and withdraw your lawsuit, okay?"

Blood ran cold to my head as Deccan's hand abruptly moved around my waist. I immediately stood up.

"What's this behaviour for?" I yelled.

The laughter abruptly came to an end. Laura's face sank and she looked up at Julian with a pitiful eyes. Julian's face hardened. He turned to me and ask, "Deccan is only apologising to you. Do you have problem with that also?"

"Is this an apology or another excuse of harassing me?" I groaned in anger.

But, instead of asking me why I had reacted so loud, Julian grabbed my hands and dragged me to a corner, "Don't forget your brother is still surrounded by rapists and molesters. If you don't want him to get raped by each one of them, behave yourself."

With that he dragged me back to the dinning hall and said, his voice apologetic. "Laura belongs from a middle class family and is unaware of the high society culture. This is why I don't tag her along quite often."

"She is feeling guilty for her misbehaviour just now and will drink to atone herself."

After throwing out these words, he grabbed a whisky bottle from the centre table and poured all of it inside my mouth.

I choked to death. But, he did not care. He kept pouring the whole drink inside me until the bottle was empty.

"J-Julian..." I whispered, "I can't drink. Doctors have strictly forbidden me and you know that."

"Oh, come on. You won't die." He said carelessly before pouring another bottle of whiskey into my mouth.

He then turned to me and said, "Lesley is going in a late night party, Laura. I can't let her go alone. I'm going to accompany her."

"Leave me at home and you can go wherever you want." I said, my voice distant. My head was spinning. I could not see anything properly because of the drink, let alone travelling back to home.

"We will get late if I drop you first." He replied, his voice devoid of any emotion. My eyes widened in terror as I asked, "Then how am I supposed to go to our home?"

"You don't need to leave, Laura." He replied, "Stay here tonight. Don't worry, you are not alone. Deccan will accompany you."

I could not believe my husband was leaving me in the hands of a lust-driven person who had already attempted to assault me once.

I wanted to scream. I also wanted to slap this person who had once vowed to protect me at any cost. But, the alcohol mixed with my blood, had weekend my body, making it unbearable for me to even stand up properly.

"Julian... Don't leave me here, Please. I'm begging you." I barely managed to speak. But, the next moment, I saw him wrapping his hands around Lesley's waist as he said, "Let's go, honey. We are getting late."

"Julian stop..." I tried to follow him to the doorstep. But, they had already walked out. In the next moment, I was pulled into a strong and disgusting hug.

"Where are you running, Sweetheart!" A voice whispered near my earlobes. "Your Daddy is here."

"Leave me... Stop this." I struggled to break free. But, Deccan's grip was firm on my waist.

"Leave you?" He laughed, his laughter filled with arrogance and maliciousness. "Do you think a low key like you deserve to even step a foot inside our luxurious villa?"

"You wouldn't have seen such a luxurious villa in your dreams, let alone having a free dinner inside."

"Since you have fed as a freeloader, you must pay the price."

Having said that he grabbed a fruit knife from the dinning table and cut my top from the back. My eyes widened in terror.

"Deccan! What the heck are you doing?" I screamed the lungs out of me. But, he only laughed, "What do you think I'm doing, Sweetheart?"

"Julian mentioned you have a decent body. It's a pity to keep it hidden. Let others to enjoy it as well." He smirked.

His words cut deep through my heart. I wondered which man mentions their wives' figure in front of other men. Julian had stoop so low that I should have stopped being so shocked by now.

"Come on! Don't be so shy. Let me watch as well. I promise I won't hurt you. Just keep my bed warm tonight." He said licking his lower lips as he put off the whole top.

I immediately wrapped my hands around my chest, doing the only effort I could to save my dignity. But, he hadn't stopped yet.

He pushed me on the couch and began unbuttoning his shirt as he walked closer to me.

I didn't know how to save myself. My whole body was trembling in fear and disgust as I saw him unzipping his pants. Just then something occurred to my mind and I immediately grabbed my phone.

With trembling hands, I opened the camera of my phone. Deccan's smile faltered. His face twisted with anger as he asked, "What are you doing?"

"I-If you come near me, I'll record everything and send it to Julian." I spat, my words sounding more like a begging than a threat.

There was a minor pause, followed by a loud laughter. My heart sank.

"I-I'm not joking, Deccan. I'll see what excuses you and your sister make this time." I said.

But, step by step he walked closer to me. Then, pulling my hair, he leaned me closer to his lips as he whispered, "Do you think Julian doesn't know about it?"

Blood ran cold throughout my body. I met his gaze, stunned to the point of frozen. Shock, Denial, hurt, written all over my face.

"Wh-What do you mean?" I asked in disbelief.

"Julian has traded you for my sister." He replied, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"I caught him having affair with my sister despite my parents' refusal. So, I told him that I would tell my parents. Do you know what he said on that?" He asked, his eyes glittering with the hint of dominance and satisfaction.

"He said his wife has a pretty decent figure. The kind of figure, I usually like to f*ck. He said he would let me f*ck his wife for one night if I keep his affair with Lesley a secret."

"On your wedding anniversary, It was Julian's plan to let me enjoy you. But, because of your stupid brother, I could not taste you properly."

"So, Julian planned this dinner and left you alone with me so that he can pay his price." Deccan added, his fingers deliberately moving on my lips.

I had thought that nothing Julian could do, would hurt me anymore. I had already expected the lowest from him. But, this was beyond everything.

My whole body was trembling in rage. Julian, the man I trusted the most in my life, and shared my bed for five years, served him in all the possible ways he liked, had sold me to a man. His own wife?

The truth was a shard of ice plunged into my soul. It didn't just hurt; it froze the rage, the fear, the disgust into a terrifying stillness.

Deccan’s words echoed, each syllable a hammer blow to my fragile sanity.

“He said he would let me f*ck his wife for one night if I keep his affair with Lesley a secret.”

I stared at him, unable to speak, unable to move.

Julian’s sudden insistence on this dinner. His overly cheerful mood. Lesley’s smug, knowing glance as they walked out the door. The liquor, unusually strong, pushed on me relentlessly. It had all been orchestrated. A meticulous, cruel set-up.

Deccan misinterpreted my paralysis for submission. His hand, which had been entangled in my hair, tugged me closer, bringing our faces mere inches apart. I could smell the expensive cologne and the repulsive scent of his lust.

"Now you know, Sweetheart... Julian won't mind. He expects it." He whispered.