CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

FREMA

Cruel.

He was so fucking cruel that it made me want to tear off all the hair on his empty head. How could he do this? He used my naivety against me, tricked me into having sex with him. Eron Castile was really bent on being my enemy, he was playing his part so well.

When I dialed his number after talking to Liam, he ordered that those filthy people be brought closer to him. Soon, I was redirected to a video call. I picked up and there, was my family. Each gagged, tied and tortured. They looked so hungry and I wondered if he bothered to feed them.

"What is this, Eron? You promised to let me see them." I asked him, tears brimming in my eyes. He smirked.

"And here they are. You asked to see and talk to your family, I was kind enough to consider your request but I'm not so stupid, princess. I know your limits." He answered me before adding finally, "Go on."

I blinked and the tears fell, making me wipe at them frantically. No, no, he's not supposed to see how hurt I was.

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