Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously

Megan trembled with rising panic.

"Are you going to talk or not?" he barked.

Startled by his outburst, Megan flinched. "I don’t know anything," she whimpered.

Another slash. This time across her other cheek.

She wailed in pain, her strength crumbling. "Please, let me go. Nathan, for the years we spent together—please help me."

But Nathan’s face twisted with disgust. "Let you go? Never."

"I’ll release you," Augustine said coldly, "but only if you tell me everything."

Nathan turned toward Augustine, confused. "Are you serious?"

Augustine raised a hand, silencing him. "You have my word," he said, locking eyes with Megan. "Talk, and I’ll let you go if your answers satisfy me. Lie, and I’ll cut you again and again until you bleed to death."

Megan stared at him, trying to read the truth in his hardened face. She could tell he was serious. ’This man is crazy. He’ll torture me to death. I need to tell him the truth.’

But then, a doubt crossed her mind. Could she trust him? Probably not. But the pain was real, and so was the fear.

She had to at least give it a try. Maybe he’d let her go, or even turn her over to the authorities. If that happened, she’d survive, and later, she could figure out a way to escape. But for now, the only option was to comply with him.