He Turned My Love Into a Grave Chapter 03

He Turned My Love Into a Grave Chapter 03

A few days later, Elara gave things a push and let Silas’s affair explode into the open.

Lila Hale’s name and photo as the other woman burned across the headlines for three straight days.

Everyone was stunned by how insane the whole mess was, how shameless Lila had to be. Elara’s wedding had been a spectacle. Silas had rented out the neon lights across the entire city, celebrating day and night just because he’d married her.

And now this same Silas had cheated? With the ex who dumped him and vanished?

Silas left Lila before she’d even finished her postpartum confinement. He rushed back home.

In the living room, he gripped the morning paper with one hand. The moment he spotted Elara, his eyes went cold. He hurled the paper at her feet. “I thought you were just headstrong. I didn’t realize you were this reckless.”

“Don’t you get it? You’re humiliating yourself doing this.” His voice was sharp, threaded with a note of resignation.

It sounded just like the night he’d saved her from being forced into a corner. Back then, she’d mistaken that resignation for love, for heartache.

Now she saw it for what it was. Just the condescension of a man with all the power.

Elara laughed, her pride undimmed. “That’s rich. If you actually gave a damn about me or my reputation, you wouldn’t have cheated in the first place. Don’t stand there playing the concerned husband. It’s disgusting.”

“And I’m gonna show the whole world exactly what you are—a hypocrite. A piece of trash. And your precious Lila? I’ll show everyone what a shameless slut she really is.”

Before she could finish, Silas shot to his feet.

His voice dropped low. “Sweetheart, take down the posts. Clear Lila’s name. I can let this go. If you don’t, don’t blame me for playing rough.”

He pinched her chin between his fingers and stared down at her. His eyes carried a softness that almost looked tender, like he was humoring her tantrum.

Elara stared at that cold, handsome face, the kind of face that made people forget how to breathe.

All she felt now was disgust. She was done falling for this.

She glared at him, unflinching. “No. I don’t forgive. I don’t forget. Every ounce of pain you’ve given me—I’m paying it all back.”

Silas’s expression darkened. Something vicious flickered behind his eyes.

“Elara, you think all these years I spoiled you and gave you everything without expecting anything in return?”

“Fine. If you won’t behave, then I’ll teach you myself.”

Her back slammed against the wall. Pain exploded through her spine. Silas crushed his mouth against hers—no warmth, no tenderness, just pure force.

Then his phone camera was aimed straight at her face as she thrashed against him.

The realization hit her like a freight train.

Her scalp prickled with terror. She fought desperately. “Silas, have you lost your mind? How can you do this to me?”

He said nothing. His solid arms hauled her up and threw her onto the bedroom bed. He ripped off his tie and bound her wrists with swift, efficient movements.

He entered her without a flicker of emotion. Pain stabbed through her whole body. She trembled from the force of it. Silas’s camera captured every moment without mercy.

The sheer imbalance of strength crushed the last of her pride.

“Stop. I was wrong.”

“Let me go. Please.”

Silas leaned down. His lips curled into a chilling smile.

“Elara, have you learned your lesson now? As long as you and Lila keep the peace, you get to be the polished Mrs. Voss. Why make things hard on yourself?”

Cold spread through her. Tears slipped from her eyes without permission.

Easy for him to say.

She loved him.

For three years, he’d used tenderness to pry open her heart until only he remained inside. How was she supposed to accept an ending this brutal?

Elara gritted her teeth. Her voice came out stubborn and raw. “Silas, either we divorced, or one of us ends up dead.” She refused to be a coward.

Silas laughed. He thrust harder.

He shed every trace of warmth and became what he truly was—cold, detached.

Elara had no choice but to endure his “discipline” in utter humiliation. It went on until dawn.

Two days later, her private video circulated through every corner of their circle.

No one could claim ignorance of just how “wild” she was in bed.

Elara’s father saw it. He suffered a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital.