CHAPTER 14

  Dario's POV

  I stormed out of Aubrey's mansion, my mind reeling with anger and humiliation. How dare she slap me? I, Dario Fowler, a man who had everything.

  As I walked to my car, I couldn't help but think about how Aubrey had changed. She was no longer the timid, submissive woman I had married. She was now confident, fierce, and determined.

  I got into my car and started the engine, my mind racing with thoughts of revenge. I would show Aubrey that she couldn't just slap me and get away with it.

  As I drove away from the mansion, I dialed a number on my phone.

  "Hello?" a voice answered.

  "Aubrey slapped me," I said, my voice cold and detached.

  There was a pause on the other end of the line.

  "I'm sorry to hear that, sir," the voice said. "But what do you want me to do?"

  "I want you to find out everything you can about Aubrey," I said. "I want to know her secrets, her weaknesses. I want to know everything."

  "Yes, sir," the voice said. "I'll get right on it."