Richard's POV.

　　"Drag him to the car! He dares to touch me?" I snarled, my anger boiling over. My guards quickly obeyed, hauling Derek to the vehicle. I didn't trust him one bit - he might attack us while we're driving.

　　"Tie him up!" I commanded, and they nodded, securing his hands behind his back and gagging him. We got in the car and sped away.

　　I had instructed my guards to monitor Derek's movements every morning, tracking his route. Once I knew his ...