Lover (Betrothed 3)

After a few minutes, we arrived at the meeting spot. Maddox was already there with his team of mercenaries. All the vehicles were lined up, facing us with their headlights on. Just like last time, Maddox leaned against the hood of a car, his arms crossed over his chest. That wicked smile was on his face…like a fucking clown.

Our car stopped, and I stared at him through the windshield, feeling a furnace of white-hot rage burning me from the inside out. My nostrils flared like they were about to emit fire. My knuckles ached as my hands formed tight fists. I’d never wanted to kill someone so much in my life.

I knew what he’d done to Sofia… I didn’t even have to ask.

I would never kill an innocent person, but I wished he had someone he loved just so I could do the same thing to him. There was no line I wouldn’t cross, no crime I was afraid to commit.

I’d lost my mind.

I sat there for a moment longer, calming my urge to kill. I had to walk out there and surrender to this maniac. I had to get on my knees like a pussy so my wife could go free. I had to sacrifice my reputation, my credibility, everything for the woman I loved.

But I would do anything for her.

“Hades?” Damien’s quiet voice came from the other side of the car. He spoke quietly, as if he were afraid someone might hear us.

I knew we were about to say goodbye to each other. Once I handed myself over to Maddox, I would never come back. I was angry with Damien for being the catalyst that caused all of this, but in a moment of weakness, I actually felt pain. I turned my gaze to him.

“Let me take your place.”

I’d been expecting a handshake or an emotional goodbye. But not that.

“This is all my fault. It should be me.”

I stared at the sincerity in his eyes and knew he was being serious.

“You and Sofia should be together. And I should pay for what I’ve done.”

Even though he deserved that punishment, that was the last thing I wanted. I couldn’t let my best friend take my place. “No.”

“Hades, come on.”

“I said no.”

“I want to do this.” His eyes started to fill with moisture, the most emotion he had ever shown. The lights from the cars reflected in his eyes, showing the way they swirled with agony. His breaths quickened, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

I looked away because I couldn’t stand the sight. “She’s my wife. It has to be me. This is what I signed up for when I married her. It’s my job to sacrifice everything for her.” I looked outside and saw no signs of her. She was probably hidden in the back seat somewhere. “I’d die for her a million times.”

“You need to live so you can take care of her.”

“She can take care of herself. The only reason she’s ever been in danger is because of me.”

“No…because of me.”

“I know you’ll look after her, Damien.”

He gave a slight nod, taking a deep breath to steady his pain.

I turned back to him. “Just get her out of here, alright? I don’t want her to see anything.”

Damien struggled harder to control his impending tears. “You shouldn’t be alone. No one deserves to die alone…”

“Knowing that she’s safe is all I need.” Now that there was nothing left to say, it was time to get out of the car and face my death like a man. I didn’t want to say goodbye to Damien. How did you say goodbye to someone you loved? I extended my hand to shake his. “Good luck, asshole.” I did my best to lighten the mood, to make this easier for both of us.

Damien didn’t comply. He pushed my hand away then moved across the seat so he could embrace me. He hugged me tightly and patted me on the back. “I love you, asshole.”

I closed my eyes for a second and swallowed the emotion that wanted to explode inside my throat. I gripped the back of his shirt tightly and let the air slowly leave my nostrils. “Yeah…I love you too.”

We both exited the car and headed to the no-man’s-land between us. Damien stayed a few feet back with my men.

Despite the agony in every single muscle of my body, I stood strong and proud. My shoulders were squared, and I held my head high, taking my execution like a man looking forward to greeting death. My eyes locked on to Maddox’s, unafraid.

Maddox straightened and took a step closer to me. “Are you ready?”

Regardless of what I was about to face, I’d never been more ready in my life. “Let her go.”

“You’re lucky I actually keep my word.” He nodded to one of his men.