Rhea's POV

　　"You know I have thought how bad it is that my dear wife doesn't know what it feels like to have sex," he paused with a nasty smile. "And I will be a bad person if I keep ignoring her desires,"

　　"What nonsense are you talking about?" I am scared of the next word that he was going to say, he seemed to have evil plans not after having Fiona, Lila, and some young other girls all dressed in lingerie. My heart was racing fast.

　　"I noticed that slapping and torturing you now has no effect on you and I decided that a little play tonight won't hurt, right dear wife," he finishes the last statement with a wicked smile. My heart is going up and down in panic but I refuse to show my emotions.

　　"I have decided that tonight you will be a voyeurist," I felt my heart ripped apart at his word, what is he talking about?

　　"A voyeurism," I unbelievably repeat.

　　"Yes, you heard me, right," he spoke to me directly, not even caring to hide his remark since people are in here.

　　Don't do this, Rhea. You can't possibly be crying for this demon, don't show them your pain. I kept whispering to myself.

　　"Come on, time to satisfy my dear wife," he laughed and climbed on top of the bed. I can see the mockery smirk on Fiona and Lila's faces.

　　My eyelid twitches slightly as I watch them pull down their lingerie and stand naked in front of my husband, my MATE!

　　"Come on, daddy is waiting, don't keep him hanging for long," and just like that, they started climbing the bed. I guess this is the fivesome that they were about to do.

　　Why Kian…! I'm yet to recover from this pain and you want to inflict another one on me.

　　And of course, I felt the sharp pain at the mark he gave me around my neck. The pain was inevitable. I can feel the severity of the pain though not compared to the one I had last night but still, my body is damn weak and I haven't recovered so I am not sure if I can survive this one.

　　I wished to crawl away or run but where did I see the strength? I am just vulnerable right now, another more severe spasm hits me hard in the chest.

　　I inhaled sharply, my fist curled up in ball form as I tried to fight back the pain. Moaning and giggling can be heard from across the bed, I almost gagged from the sound coming out of their mouths.

　　"Oh! Yeah... Like that babe!" I recognize that voice to be Fiona's voice.

　　"Slide in your finger deeper babe," I don't know this voice, maybe from the new girls.

　　Soon enough it was hard to breathe, not when my body is already weak and aches. Swirling instantly I kept crawling with my stomach toward the doorknob, I needed to get away from here. I can't survive this pain.

　　Everything hurts, watching other girls fuck your husband and goddamn mate senselessly!

　　He fucking knew my state of health and still went ahead with this plan. I am dying and he knows that I have no wolf to fight back the pain with or for quick healing and yet he is neck bent in seeing me in agony.

　　Luckily, my hand connected with the door knob but as expected it was locked from the outside meaning that I am trapped here with them. No... This can possibly happen to me!

　　Slowly turning around, tears are now hiding under the corners of my eyes. I am hurting, my heart is bleeding badly and I feel suffocating.

　　Lila was riding his d*ck damn hard. His right hand grabbed one of the girls by her boobs while the other one kept fingering Fiona... Hmm, what a perfect view. Lila's boobs bobbed and swayed in rhythm as she faced him. And suddenly, Fiona's gaze fell on me. I didn't look away, I painfully stared at her but that seemed to widen her smirk and just then she let out a throaty sound.

　　Her eyes are not leaving mine, their every moan breaking me. I don't know how long I can keep up and just then I heard Kian's shout of release before I got lost in the dull shadows of the darkness.

　　Waking up the next morning, I find myself trapped on the cold floor of my room, not even at the hospital. My whole body still aches, and the event of last night flashes through my mind. Reminding me of a demon I had as a husband.

　　Last night showed me that Kian doesn't have my best interest at heart, what transpired in his room showed me that I meant nothing in his presence. And there is no need lurking in the dark waiting for him to change because he will never do that.

　　Though I noticed something; the first pain I had in this room was not from him but from a strange source that I didn't even know.

　　With tears in my eyes, I managed to trudge toward my latrine. I didn't know how many days I had been lying on the floor of my room but I managed to gather a small strength to my lavatory.

　　Standing in front of my bathroom mirror with scissors in my right hand, I stared back at my reflection as I cried bitterly.

　　"Since it is obvious that my life doesn't matter here..." I paused and inhaled a deep breath before proceeding with what I was saying, "As I cut off my hair today, I slash the weak old version of myself,"

　　Placing the scissors under my long flowy hair, I shut my eyes and slash off my hair. I screamed and cried painfully when watching the strands falling on the floor of my latrine.