Oliver searched everywhere for his wife in New York City. But he couldn't find her. The last he had seen her was in his house, she had angrily stormed out. After that, he hadn't seen her—and his worst fear had come true.
What if she leaves him?! No, he wouldn't let that happen. To make her happy, he had made deals with the devil. So to make her stay, he would do anything too! Even if it meant that he would have to lock her up in his house.
And he did find her after a week. He traced her credit card transactions and found out that she was staying in a hotel. Oliver immediately hurried there.
He didn't bother to even knock on the door—but he just stormed into the room. Amelia was seated on the couch, reading some papers when he got in.
"How did you even…." Amelia gasped, then her tone
