CHAPTER 137

　　Vayden

　　The thought of not seeing her again was eating me alive. Every inch of me was shattering.

　　How could I let that happen? How could I become so careless?

　　I will kill that fucktard, I swear. If he ever lays a hand on Viana, I will make sure he received tremendous torture.

　　The thought of that person hurting Viana—crap it!

　　Please stay strong, Viana. I will do whatever it takes to save you from his clutches.

　　I took the nearby flower vase and threw it at the mirror, out of anger. I muttered under my breath, "I will save you, Viana. Nothing will happen to you as long as Vayden Bevine is alive."

　　Rio placed a hand on my shoulder. He spoke, "We will save her, Vayden. Try to chill out. Just, stay strong."

　　"Just do your work," I ordered. I was so angry and pissed off. My emotions were all over the place. I didn't know where I wanted to focus.

　　Revina cried, "It's all my fault! I—I am so sorry. Vayden, I—"