My blood ran cold. For a moment, I was frozen in place while I just stared at Nikolai in horror. The thought of losing my husband terrified me more than death. He was everything to me so how would I and Ethan be able to live without him?
Without even realizing, tears ran down my cheeks.
“Where is my husband?” I asked as I got off the bed to fully confront Nikolai.
“I will take you to him once–”
I banged my fist against his chest and yelled, “I am asking you! Where is my fxcking husband?!”
I continued to hit him as hard as I could, but when I tried to hit him once more, he caught my wrists and held my hands in place with a tight grip.
“He is safe for now, but he will only live if you follow every instruction we tell you to put your father behind bars as soon as possible,” he demanded.
