Varth eyes showed pity and love as he saw tears brimming up in her eyes, acting as if he cared about her and that he was feeling sorry for hurting her. Inwardly, however, he was surprised by her level of acting that could even match an acting diva.

Well, it's not like he was falling for it, so she still missed by a few steps.

"You know those tears won't help you in this case. So, stop beating around the bush, and let's come straight to the point." Varth said, pushing her back and into his sturdy chest, tightening his grasp around her waist, making her feel like she will break if he applies a bit more force. At the same time, his sultry breath tickled her slender and swan-like neck, indicating how much he wanted her and how madly he was in love with her, even though she was here to destroy his life and send him back to his cruel family.

"Stop it," Veronica said, placing her soft palms on his arms, trying to open them up and set herself free.

"Just say the truth and I will set you free," Varth said, continuing his act and telling her to come clear.

"What truth do you even want to hear?" Veronica asked, shaking her head and staying still in his embrace.

"I know for a fact that you've come here under their orders. Why else would a spoiled princess of a huge world even come to this place to teach a bunch of snobs?"

"You believe what you want to, but don't you care about my feelings? You left me all alone in that place. You know I have no one to turn to but you. Otherwise, my father wouldn't have married me to you, knowing full well that you're king Wrath, the fear of many men, women, and living themselves. I couldn't return home nor keep living in that place. So what could I do? Just stay there, grow old and wait for your return? Let you also abandon me like my family? No! I am not planning on letting you run away from me. You need to take responsibility for me." Veronica said as she looked at him straight in the eyes.

Honestly, Varth felt actual pity for her albeit too little to count. They were both tools for their family, after all. He was their son but they didn't think twice before abusing his younger self into solitary confinement, endless torture to increase his negativity level and prepare him for years of experiment before finally succeeding in merging the Eye of Abhorrent with his body.

Veronica, on the other hand, was being sold by her father to anyone rich enough to purchase her ethereal and remarkable beauty. So he felt pity for her and angered at the others, killing many purchasers trying to buy her before purchasing her himself, setting her free from the cage called home, giving her a chance to live a better life. But who would have known she would force him to take responsibility for her, marrying him and intentionally walking into another cage like a stupid retard.

Varth had felt like she was stupid, and so did his family, but he didn't expect them to send her, the least favorite of his wives, to this place to bait him back to the family.

Did they think she's someone special just because he pitied her once?

What a Joke!

The damned Hollow Family didn't know what they were getting into.

Anyway, he didn't believe pity to be the only reason why his family chose her out of all his fake lovers.

She must have done something to prove herself worthy to the Hollow Family. Otherwise, she wouldn't be here!

Since she was here to get him, she must have brains and brawns and what it takes to bring him back to the family.

"Enough," Varth said, giving her a threatening look. "You've spoken enough."

He was acting, trying to fool her with his emotions and facial expression.

She was a spy sent by his family and he was sure of it.

Someone who could use their own son as an experimental lab rat wouldn't hesitate to use everyone else as a chess piece, especially if that person happens to be the least beloved wife of the experimental lab rat.

"Haha," Veronica laughed out like a mad man before looking at him with a sharp and taunting glare. "Are you going to flaunt your masculinity and force me from not speaking out my mind?"

The look in Varth right eye showcased that's what he's going to do, and that's what he did. He pushed her to the walls once again, this time a bit more gently, carrying sensual intent in his mind, and he then slid his knee in the middle of her legs, sliding it up the wall, making her sit on it, leaving her with no chance of stepping away.

And then it happened!

Veronica Wrath's eyes widened in surprise and shock as Wrath took his mask before his lips crashed on her rosy lips, sealing it for good, not letting a single word come out of her mouth.

She retaliated, biting his lips, making him wince in pain but also angering him for good.

Hy bit her lower lip harshly, tearing it apart, letting blood flow out of it before roaming his tongue all over it, licking it clean and tasting her sweet-scented blood.

"Just tell me are you with me or with them?" King Wrath said in his majestical voice as his aura suppressed Veronica from using her superpowers.

"Do I need to specifically tell you about whose side I am on?" Veronica said, rolling her eyes at him.

King Wrath nodded his head and said, "Yes, indeed you need to."

"It's you. You asshole!" Veronica cursed with a flustered face, feeling embarrassed about sitting on his thigh and getting kissed by him.

"Hmm," Wrath hummed, looking at her with red mist in his black and white eyes.