“You tricked me, Vivian…. You ran away from me.”

I could hear in his voice that he was still as angry as the day that I’d left, and that anger was pushing him to tighten his grip around my neck.

Unable to breathe, I tried to slap against his big arms, but my attempts were futile. I managed to catch his eyes, and it seemed like there was no humanity left in him any more—if there ever had been any.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?” he said to me, even though he knew that with the way he was choking me, I wouldn’t be able to talk.

He hesitated for a moment before finally letting go of me, and a loud gasp came forth as I struggled to breathe. My legs were too weak to carry me, and my eyes felt like they were about to fall out of their sockets.

I was still fighting to catch some air when I heard my phone ring in my hand. Glancing at it, I realized that it was Alba.

Oh, God, no.

I immediately declined it, but he noticed. Of course, he did.

“Who was that?” Jealousy was palpable in his tone.

I couldn’t reply because I hadn’t recovered from almost choking to death.

“Who was that?” he reiterated, angrier than before.

“Nobody,” I replied, wheezing.

He snatched the phone from me and realized that it was locked.

“Open it and hand it over. Now,” he commanded.

With a little resilience, I hesitated, but the look in his eyes was too scary for me to be stubborn, so I did as he wanted.

I took the phone and dialed Alba's number. My heart was pounding really fast as I knew this was it: my greatest fear. Daniil was only seconds from finding out about the kids, and right now, there was nothing that I could do about it. I felt my tear glands charging up, and soon, my eyes were filled with unshed tears.

Alba picked up the phone, and Daniil glared at me, putting the phone on speaker.

“Talk,” he commanded.

I swallowed hard, and the moment I shut my eyes, those tears started to pour.

“Ms. Keith, I was calling to tell you that the kids are really missing you,” Alba said on the other line.

The kids’ voices buzzed through the phone, their giggles and yelps. We could hear Alba begging them to stay put, telling them mom was on the way, but they wouldn't stop the noise, nor would they stop playing around.

“I swear to God, these kids will be the death of me,” she joked, laughing with them.

My heart felt like it was ripped from my chest when Daniil jerked up to look at me with so much fury in his eyes.

His eyebrows rose in disbelief. “The kids?”

Chapter 22 – Daniil

The rage swelling inside of me was pushing me to do the unthinkable. She had not only betrayed me, but she also now had babies with another man.

I was so mad, and for the first time, my body was trembling at the thought of what I would do to her. This feeling was alien to me—not the feeling of anger but the inner struggle on whether or not to act. This was never a problem because I had done worse to people who did far lesser things than what she’d done. Yet, I found it difficult to act with immediate effect.

My hands flew into my hair as I fought against a faint voice inside me, telling me to calm down. All I wanted to do was end her right there in that alley. Everything but that voice was pushing me to do so.

I turned my back on her, seething vividly as I ruffled my hair, unable to comprehend what was happening.

“Daniil…” she said softly, prompting me to glare at her.