Agustin DeLuca looked at the photos infront of him, rage burning through his veins, as he watched his wife in someone else's arms.
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He was one of the most renowned businessman of the country, know for his ruthlessnes and arrogance. He prided himself for being good at reading people like an open book, he thought nothing goes unseen from his scrutinizing eyes, yet the irony, he couldn't see the truth of his own wife when innocence was written all over her face, vulnerability swirling in her doe eyes, silently begging for him to believe her.

He lost everything that mattered to him two years back, because he chose to trust the wrong person, but now that he knows the truth, there is nothing he won't do to get her back, nothing.

'Get ready Onika DeLuca , I am coming,'  he said to himself, determination shining in his orbs, holding a dark promise.
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"I promise you, the face I remember before dying will be yours, the last thing I will wish to see will be you, whether it is today, tomorrow or fifty years from now.It will always be you, Onika".

-Agustin DeLuca.
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Grieving Hearts

I was holding tight on Jacob's shirt and crying for last half an hour, for what? I have no idea and he was just patting my back soothingly with one hand and his other hand was wrapped around my head plastering me to his chest. He didn't say anything, but just the way he was holding me spoke it all. 


I can feel a bubble of peace surrounding my heart after an eternity. I feel alive like I have some existence of my own. It was all bottled up in me for how long I don't even remember it feels so good to finally let everything out. 


Finally I gathered myself and pulled away from Jacob, his hands a bit reluctant to let go off me. 


I looked him into the eyes, purposely avoiding the view of his bruised jaw, once again because of me. Though that didn't stop the pang of guilt stabbing at me in the gut. 


Chapter-44