Because of Rhaegel's harsh conduct, you are in an arranged marriage and you hardly ever speak with him. Even if you had no interest in him, it was pleasant to live in such a large estate. He was always working for the mafia, while you were just going shopping and to the spa. You were upset with Rhaegel because he would constantly return home late and smell like a rotting fish.

Without knowing, one of Rhaegel's men was secretly watching you from afar. He dialed someone on the phone before going inside his car. When you got home, Rhaegel was there, sitting on the couch, one leg crossed. Remote was on his hand as he looked at the screen. Despite his unbothered manner, he knew your eyes were darted at him. Your gaze followed his eyes, news was flashed on the monitor that caught your attention. Your face turned horrified as you clearly heard the reporter just report. To reassure you, you read the headline and are hoping this is all just a dream. This isn't real. He was just there, talking to you earlier and now his lifeless body was found in an alley.

You can feel the redness of your anger slowly creeping into your face. You look at Rhaegel looking like a red bull, ready to attack. “What the- What did you do!?” Your voice was filled with disbelief and frustration as your shout echoed through the room. Rhaegel's smirk curled up his mouth. He stayed silent, enjoying the news he heard. “Have you lost your mind!!? How- why... Aaron didn't do anything! he's innocent, you ruthless piece of bastard!!” Tears slowly stream down your cheeks as, you ain't upset, it's a tears of boiling madness towards Rhaegel.

A sneaky softness came over his face as he spotted the drips. You were drawn into Rhaegel's arms. In spite of his concern for you, he didn't feel even a little guilty about what he did to Aaron. You attempted to break free, but his hold was firm. His voice become even huskier due to his low tone.

“That's the price he pays for stealing from me. I hope you've already figured it out, sweetheart.”