Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

26. Wanted dead

I open my eyes to find myself in the living room, my hands tied to the back a chair.

“Ahh, you’re awake. I was wondering how long it would take you to wake up, after all, I prefer having my victims conscious when I kill them” the man’s voice sends chills down my spine.

He rounds the corner and I get to see him. At least parts of him since he had his face covered. He was a big and burly man. His arms alone, looked like they can crush a person’s head. He screamed danger and not because I was currently his victim. There was just something menacing about him.

He takes a seat in front of me, with a glass of wine in his hand. My glass and my wine. He looked

so comfortable, like this was his house.

I try to get free, but the ropes are tight.

“You can try all you want but you’re not getting away from me this time” he chuckles. “You’ve

caused me enough trouble and I don’t like trouble”

“Who are you and what do you want from me?” I ask him.

Maybe if I can get him to talk I can get something from him and buy myself some time. There is

no way no one noticed someone breaking into my house, right?

“Let’s just say I’m someone who really wants you dead”

The urge to roll my eyes is strong. I mean, it’s kind of obvious he wants me dead. That’s why I’m.

currently tied to a chair in my own house.

“Are you one of the goons that are after my family? You got the wrong person if you think that

killing me will mean anything to them”

He laughs loudly. Full on belly laugh. As if I said the funniest thing in the world.

Fuck! I was hoping he would be part of the criminal gang that killed father. It would be so much

easier to reason with him. To make him see that I don’t mean a thing to Rowan or my family. If I’m

wrong and it’s not the gang after me, then it means I am totally screwed.

“No darling, I’m not part of any gang, but someone promised me a very good pay if I delivered the

news of your untimely death” he tells me gruffly. 4

I stare at him with shock. “Someone is paying you to have me killed?”

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till I get the job done and that’s why I need you dead, you understand that right,

me darling!” I ground

I can’t wrap my head around the fact that someone wants me dead so badly that he or she is offering

dead? I have no enemies, well except for Emma, but Emma wouldn’t go to that extent just to get me out of the way,

happened between us,

crazy things in the

I was now beginning to doubt my own sister.

my thoughts when the sound of glass shattering hits my ears. I turn to

he mocks with a devious smirk on

broken my glass intentionally. He

to kill you” he turns to face me. “Do

I needed to leave. The man was clearly a psycho and I wasn’t going to wait

just have to slit your throat. There is nothing more

leave their eyes” he says with an evil glint

flicking it up and down. I

use it well.

myself backwards as hard as I can. I

my skull. Making the

pain. Shit, the

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the fuck?!” he growls in

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to react. I get up

crashes into me. Making me collide with the wooden floor.

it will be that easy to escape me?”

up, I knee him in the balls, making him release a shout. I take off again not caring where I’m going. I just wanted to be

hand wrap around my ankle. He tugs and I fall with a thud again, hitting my chin against

slapping me

stars and my vision blurs. Being hit

for me, I’ll have my fun with you before killing you” he says

an interpreter to tell me what he meant. I feel his hands on my hips as he tries to drag my pajama pants down. Fear

but he pins my hands to my

stop. If money is what you want then I

my skin made me feel like retching. It felt like slimy warms were crawling on

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chuckles. “I don’t know who you’re trying to fool but I know you don’t have

I’m being offered, anyway”

back to his ministrations. Just when I think all hope is lost, I see the lamp I

reach

falls back. The knife he had

time, I take it and strike, plunging it in his thick thighs, right as

busts open.

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he recovers, quickly stands

my kitchen door with two other men, I don’t