As I cried my pleas faded into the tape over my mouth as I begged him to stop, watching him with another woman was something I could never have expected. I cried, I screamed, I begged. But it was no use.

Ivan and I were married not by love or business, by force. Orchestrated by him, I admit I broke his heart back in high school by making he's girlfriend make out with my brother. It was actually my best friend's plan but I was the one who pulled it off.

This was his revenge for what I did back then, the worse thing is. I fell in love with him, my screams and pleas were genuine. This was what he felt when I pulled that prank, I was sorry but it's too late for that now.