(Devan's POV).
After I left the Villa, I was told by my messenger that a man had suddenly arrived. I went back right away, and when I walked into the room, I saw Vivian in a messy condition while the bastard was.
"Shit," I cursed and immediately hugged her.
Damn it.
If I'd come any longer, I might never have been able to forgive myself for seeing Vivian hurt. She continued to sob in my arms with her clothes torn to expose her inner body. Her body was shaking violently.
"I'm here, Vivian. I'm here," I rubbed her back. I was tightening my embrace while she was still shivering in my arms.
I don't know how that bastard got here and bothered Vivian. It looks like he's been hiding somewhere so the police couldn't find him, and was looking for an opportunity to kidnap Vivian. But it was lucky that I told someone to follow Vivian.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" I asked. I released the hug and looked at her, checking her condition. "Fuck! What did he do?" I swallowed hard when I saw the reddish marks on her neck.
"I-I don't know where he came from ... He suddenly appeared and hurt me ... I don't know ... I thought I would...."
"Shush... I'm here, Baby. I'm here. You're safe, Vivian." I couldn't bear it when she explained while crying with her body shaking. I hugged her tightly again, trying to calm her down.
Right at that moment, I heard a voice from downstairs.
"Vivian?!" I saw Tristan yelling from the doorway and running towards us.
I saw Adam behind him with teary eyes.
"What's going on?"
"The bastard who was bothering Vivian came. He tried to kidnap her," I explained.
"Oh, shit!"
"Help me carry her to the hospital," I said as I tried to break free of my embrace, but her hands gripped mine tightly as she shook her head.
"I don't want to go to the hospital," she said.
"You need treatment. Vivian..."
"No, no...."
"All right. We'll stay here," I whispered as I stroked her hair. "Help me make some hot tea," I said to Tristan.
He stared at me for a long moment as if reluctant to do what I wanted. But then he left with Adam.
"Uncle, what's wrong with Mommy?" he asked as Tristan carried him away.
I could only stare at Adam and Tristan. There had to be someone to look after him for a while. So, I tried to contact Aiden to come here and take care of Adam.
"Come to the address I sent in the message," I said over the phone. "Don't ask too many questions and just do it." I ended the call immediately.
And Tristan returned with a hot cup of tea with Adam.
"Here, have a drink," I said, holding the cup out to Vivian.
She took a sip and coughed. Her hands were shaking violently as she tried to hold the cup too. But I pulled it back and grasped it tightly.
"Where is that asshole?" asked Tristan.
"I've sent someone to take him to the police office. My brother will come here and let him take care of Adam for a while. We need to take care of this and I'm not sure Vivian can handle it all," I explained.
"Your brother?"
"Don't worry. He won't hurt him. We need someone to look after him. I'm sure, you also need to take care of this matter at the police station," I said.
He looked at me sharply. I knew I could sense from the start that Tristan didn't like me. I didn't like him either because he was too close to Vivian even though they were brother and sister. But for now, I have to put my ego aside and talk to him to take care of things.
For Vivian.
Afterward, Vivian went to bed. The police just came and asked me some questions. I don't know the details because I wasn't at the scene. But I will be a witness if it can be done. Meanwhile, Vivian was already asleep. The police asked her several questions, but because she was still afraid and couldn't control her emotions, I asked the police to do it later after Vivian calmed down. Not long after that, Aiden came over and I explained everything that had happened to him and asked him to look after Adam. Luckily Adam didn't cry or protest. And he seemed to be quite understanding of the situation that his mother wasn't okay.
"Adam, he's your uncle, so play with him for a while. I'll pick you up and take you back to your mom after all the problems here are over. You understand, right?" I crouched down in front of him and rubbed his cheek.
"Um, I understand. Can you take good care of my mom? I'd hate to see her hurt," he said with his eyes glazed over.
"I promise." I made a pinky promise to him and smiled.
"I'll go first," Aiden said.
"Hm," I muttered.
Aiden then led Adam away.
"Could you please not say anything weird in front of Adam? And stop acting like you're our family," Tristan said in a stern tone.
"I just want to do what's best for Vivian."
"Do what's reasonable."
I chuckled. "I like her. I'm attracted to her and I'm serious about her. How's that? Does this answer the question you've been asking?" I stepped closer and looked at him sharply. "It doesn't matter if you like me or not. I won't leave Vivian's because I love her," I said.
He looked surprised at my words.
"I knew you didn't like me all along," I told him. I shrugged my shoulders. "Although I don't know what the reason is, I don't really care either," I said indifferently.
"Ever since you came into Vivian's life. Her days have become hard, did you know that? The stalker, the woman who came and slapped her, then you," he said, "you should stay away from Vivian and let her live a quiet life like before."
I clenched my hands into fists. Trying to contain my emotions.
"I will never leave her. Even if my life is at stake," I said as I stared hard at Tristan, "try even harder to remove me from Vivian's life, then I'll try even harder to pull her into my arms."
"You..." He grabbed me by the collar. "You're just as crazy as the stalker who's been bothering Vivian. You're both obsessed with her."
"You think you're not? I know you're obsessed with her too, right?"