Nikolas's POV Feels convenient actually, to gradually lose all those I care about in one day. It was bound to happen anyway. I nodded, "I do know, I was there, remember-" Was it my tone, or the meaning behind my words, but seconds only and he was in my face, his hands clutching into my sweatshirt and pushing me back against the counter, "What the fuck is your problem!" He snapped, his eyes blazing with anger and underneath it, there was hurt and I never wanted to hurt him again, not after all I'd done. For a second there, I wanted to take it back, tell him about everything troubling my mind but if he stays by my side, helping me, pulling me up every time I fall, he will get hurt more. "I am just stating facts-" I added and with his tight grip, he pushed his fists against my chest, shutting me up, "You are a fucking asshole, you know that," He said, "I know what you are doing and just because you are doing it on purpose, you've proven that you don't deserve all that I did for you."

Cara's POVI don't know how long I was out of it, all I could gather when I woke up was the fact I am trapped in a small damp cell. Nothing made any sense, why am I even here? What could he possibly want from me for god's sake? My questions got answered rather quickly when the metallic door rattled. My gaze shot there as it got opened, a few men tumbled inside, bringing an unconscious Nikolas into the same room as me.My eyes grew wide as I took into his state, very lost in the possibilities. If he was able to get Nikolas even, then...then rest in peace me. No words were exchanged with me from their side as they tied him up to the chair, very tightly, leaving the both of us alone in here before they left.I gulped down, wrapping my arms around myself, shivering at the coldness. I pressed my body against the furthest corner, my eyes on him only, waiting for his consciousness to kick in, maybe he has some answers. My eyes on his arms, good, at least he is all tied up. My jaw ticked. It'

Cara's POVThe metallic door rattled as they opened it, the same men from before stepped inside, around four and this time, they were holding something in their hands, but Isaac stepped in front of them, walking forward and blocking my sight.My sweaty palms pressed over the cold concrete, my pulse accelerating with every step he took. His eyes drifted from me to Nikolas, his eyebrow raising, "Looks like our sleeping beauty woke up," He mocked, so amused as he paused by his side and two men followed, suit on his steps. The other two behind them were rather busy arranging something. I saw them place a bucket over the ground and I tilted my head to the side, observing more but still couldn't make sense of what was happening or what more is Isaac planning to do."I hope you learned a lesson, son," Isaac added, his tone full of mockery as he held Nikolas down with a look that spoke volume, it showed him who he is and what more he is capable of doing, "But I brought you here to teach you m

Nikolas's POVCara's terrified eyes met mine, silently begging me to do something and I whirled my head to Isaac again, "Let her go, your fight is with me," I snapped, so close to losing my mind at how much helpless and useless I felt at the moment, "I am the one who tried to hurt him not her, you want to burn me, drown me, electrocute me, then fucking do it, do whatever you want, just leave her out of it!"Isaac stared back at me with full satisfaction, regaining his calm demeanor at my infuriated state, "Sounds fun actually, how about we do this then-" He motioned to someone behind me to do something and a few seconds passed before I felt the brutal agonizing slap of the cane against my bareback. Air caught in my throat and the unexpected sensation had me stumble forward, and almost brought me back to my knees."Since you agree on it," Isaac carried on, explaining the reason behind the caning he will subject me to, "I won't hurt her, as long as he keeps using the cane on you," He ad

Cara's POVI feel numb. Actually, I don't know what to feel anymore. After Isaac finished his speech, they hit him with a last shock that knocked him back to unconscious land. He was barely even awake by the time they did it anyway. Isaac's eyes fell on me one last time, accomplishment reigned in his gaze, so proud and pleasured that he broke his son down. Without a word, he left after, his men following behind, their mission completed, leaving the two of us alone. Him, unconscious. Me, trying to comprehend the weird tightness pressing and pulling over my chest. I let my forehead rest over my knees, mentally exhausted. I could only wonder how worn-out he must be feeling at the moment. What they did, it was brutal. For god's sake, it's not important who is at the receiving end of it, it wasn't humane. It's barbaric. I lifted my head up, my arms hugging my legs, pulling my knees closer to my chest as I stared at him for a long couple of minutes. This time he looks dead for real. Bru