From Prison to Payback. Sister, You're next.

Lucien stared at her from the stairs, whole Dahlia looked around at the group of workers.

  "Come upstairs." He said calmly and Dahlia immediately followed after him, happy to get away from the crowd.

  "Why do you have so many guards and househelps?" She asked.

  "The househelps only come once a week. The guards doesn't come into the house." He replied and pushed a door open.

  "This is your room."  He replied. She stared at the large room and looks at him.

  "Is this one of the perks of marrying you?" She teased. 

  His face remained neutral, not a single smile or amusement at what she'd said. She pursed her lips, "Thank you."

  Lucien walked into the room and placed a card on the drawer. She stared at the card and back at him.

  "Use the card to get whatever you need." He said and walked back to the door, "My grandparents would be here by tomorrow. Prepare to meet them." With that, Lucien left the room.

  Dahlia picked the card up, staring speechlessly at it. He was giving her a black card to get whatever she wanted.  She sighed deeply, was this the payment for herself.

  "What do you get in return?"

  "You."

  The sound of his voice in her memory sent a shiver down her spine. 

  "What does he want me for?" She muttered quietly.

  *****

  "Where's she?!" Evelyn screamed out crazily as she stared at the doctor.

  "Ma'am. We were asked to move her to another hospital. You sent men to pick her up." The doctor said helplessly. Confusing was written all over his face as he stared at Evelyn.

  "I sent what?" She grabbed him by the collar. "Find Vivi or else, you are dead." She threatened and pushed him off her, picking her bag from the floor as she walked away.

  The vibration of her phone disrupted her and she angrily picked the call without even checking.

  "What!"  She barked.

  "Evelyn, Dahlia just sent me a divorce paper." 

  "Dahlia did what?" She asked in surprise.

  The car came to a stop in front of Draven's mansion and Evelyn crazily rushed into the house.

  "What did you say?"

  "Dahlia sent–" 

  She grabbed the paper from his hands, cutting his words short as she read through every line in the document.

  "How dare she?" She muttered, her face in pure anger. 

  "What are we going to do?"

  "You are not signing it. Not until we squeeze her dry. Some of her shares are still in her name." Evelyn snapped.

  Draven's face lost all color. "I already did. This is a photocopy of the original." 

  "What?" Evelyn raised he brow. "Why would you sign it?"

  "What did you expect me to do? A man appeared from nowhere with guards in my living room and forced me to sign. Did you want me to fight them?" He shot at her.

  Evelyn folded the paper and threw it angrily at him. "Are you daft! Why would you take such decisions without informing me first!" She screamed.

  "What..was I meant to do..." Draven muttered and she sighed, her hands sinking deep into her hair as she sat on the chair.

  "Who's behind Dahlia?" She whispered. "I won't let you win." 

  ****

  "The foods have all been prepared for a week and have been set in the fridge. I hope you would be able to find everything since we wouldn't be here until next week." The head of the helps said and Dahlia nodded her head.

  "Don't worry. Anything I can't find, I'll ask Lucien." She waved them off.

   The helps looked at each other and stared back at her.

  "Alright ma'am." The lady replied. "It's nice to know that you and Mr Black gets along." She smiled.

  Dahlia's lips widened into a forced smile. Get along? She and Lucien? It was impossible.

  She walked out of the kitchen to meet him coming down from the stairs, still in his suit and tie.

  "Are you going somewhere?" She asked. "It's really late." Dahlia pointed at the clock.

  He looked at his watch like she  hadn't shown him the time just now. "I'll be back." He said calmly and walked past her.

  "But it's...." The door shut, before she could end her sentence, "10pm already." She muttered, breathing out slowly.  She'd have to get used to it.

  The next morning, Dahlia woke up pretty early. Knowing Lucien's grandparents were visiting had made her sleep pretty bad yesterday. She was meant to act like a wife and she didn't know if they would accept her. 

  From what's she heard and read last night about Eric and Liana Black. Eric was the definition of a toxic grandfather and a perfect businessman who would do anything to uphold his business. Rumours had it, that he prepared an engagement for Lucien with an anonymous lady from a top family like theirs. But Dahlia didn't know the lady and frankly, she didn't care. Even if Lucien had someone be loved outside, she wouldn't. Because this was strictly business and she was going to adhere to the rules she'd made up. 

  No falling in love.

  No interfering in his life.

  After the revenge, then, probably, this deal would be off. She stared at herself in the mirror, taking a deep breath.

  "I'm not sorry, Evelyn. I trusted you, but you guys brought this upon yourself. And revenge is not a choice anymore. I need it.....to stay alive." Her hands flickered down her neckline as she stared at herself in the mirror.

  She was Dahlia....

   The surname didn't matter right now.

  A knock was heard on her door and she walked towards it, pulling it open.

  "A copy of the divorce papers. It is signed." Lucien said, raising his head up. Then he stared at her for a second. Her face, her dress and the way her eyes were sharp as she stared back at him.

  "You look human." He said.

  She rolled her eyes. "That's an evil thing to say."

  "Not really, considering how ghostly you looked yesterday and the day before." 

  Her lips twitched slightly in a smile as she stretched her hands. "The papers." She said.

  He handed it over to her and stretched his second hand. "A new phone. You'll need it." He said.

  "Thank you." She nodded her head slightly.

  "Come downstairs. I hear the sound of my grandparents' car." He said and made to walk away, but she suddenly grabbed his hand.

  "Do you think they would like me?"

  "It is not your job to be liked, Dahlia." He stared at her hand and she immediately left him. He walked away instantly.

  She took a deep breath, dropping the file and phone on the bed, before she walked out of the room and down the stairs.

  The door opened and Eric and Liana walked in. 

  "Lucien." Liana walked towards him, giving him a slight hug, which Lucien reciprocated with a slight grunt.

  "Aria is here too." Liana smiled as Eric went to sit on the couch, without even speaking to Lucien.

  "Who's Aria?" Lucien asked.

  "Your fiancée."

  Dahlia's hands tightened.