LOGINAysha POV
I woke up with a positive mind, excited about the day already. I looked to my side and noticed Adrian didn't sleep in last night. "Where the hell did he go to." "Didn't he sleep home last night?" I got up, quickly showered and got dressed. I stepped outside, trying to find any trace of him in the house, I even checked his study but I didn't see him. "Martha?" "Yes ma." "Did my husband come home last night." I asked. "No ma." "Did he call or leave any word at all?" "No ma. Nothing. I was up late finishing the laundry and I didn't hear the door at all." "So he just didn't come home and didn't say anything." "I'm sorry ma." "Oh. Okay..." I checked my phone. No message from him. "I wonder where he is. Today is our anniversary, he should have at least spent the morning with me. He couldn't even send me a romantic message to wish me." I tried calling him but to no avail. Eventually a text came through. "He can't talk right now, he's in a meeting." Pretty sure Mira sent this, but I ignored it. I don't want anything to change my happy mood this morning. I walked to the kitchen to see how the meal was coming along. "Oh this smells heavenly." She had different dishes all laid out on the kitchen counter. She made creamy Alfredo pasta, grilled chicken, garlic butter shrimp, a fresh garden salad, warm dinner rolls, and a bottle of red wine waiting on the counter. "Would you like a bite to know what it tastes like." "No dear, I trust your cooking." "Are you sure, Ma. I tried a new seasoning on the chicken, I just want to make sure it's okay." "Martha, everything smells perfect. Stop worrying." "Yes ma. I just want tonight to be special for you." I smiled at her. "It will be. Thank you." "Are you sure Sir Adrian will be home early enough? Should I keep everything warm or serve it fresh?" "Keep it warm for now. He'll be here. It's our anniversary, he won't miss it." "Of course ma." She paused, stirring slowly. "Should I stay later than usual, just in case you need help with anything?" "No no. You go home and rest. Tonight is just for the two of us." "Okay ma. I just want everything to go perfectly for you." "It will Martha. I promise." She smiled and went back to her cooking. I believed every word I just said. I walked out of the kitchen to go get my bag, so I could head out for the decorations. "I'll be back, Martha." She screamed "okay ma." I took my car keys off the shelf and went off to the mall. I spent the entire day skipping through the mall. I ended up getting some roses, candles and some other things. I also got a cake with "Happy 10th Year Anniversary" written on it and for his gift, I got him three newest limited edition Rolex watches. I know how much he loves them. I got myself a sexy red lingerie to serve him dinner with. I was so happy with everything I got, I even tipped the workers. I headed home quickly. "Welcome back Ma." "Thank you dear." I said as she collected the bags from me. "Oh Ma, the cake is beautiful." "Isn't it? He's going to love it." "And the watches." She peeked into the bag. "Ma, these are expensive." "He's worth it." I laughed. "Or at least tonight he better be." She laughed with me. "Should I start setting up the dining area?" "Please. And make it romantic. Candles, roses, everything. I want it to look like a movie." "Yes ma. Leave it to me." "I already spent so much time at the mall. We need to hurry up. Adrian could come at any time now." We got to work decorating the house. Nothing much. Just something cute and romantic. Something to set the mood for tonight. Martha set up the dining area and also put the cake into the fridge for me before she finally left for her break. "Ma, everything is ready. You look beautiful by the way." "Thank you Martha. Now go, shoo. Enjoy your evening." "Yes ma." She giggled. "Happy anniversary." "Thank you dear." I smiled looking around and feeling accomplished. "Oh!! We could finally have sex." I said excitedly as I put on the lingerie I got. I did a little makeup, not too much though. I sprayed on my YSL Libre Intense just to set the mood. "Hmm..... smells amazing." "God! It's been so long since he touched me. I really need some gut shifting sex." I went back to the living room to lie around while I waited patiently for him to get home. I decided to play a little prank on him, just to surprise him even more. I sent him a message. "Hey babe. I'm sorry I won't be home tonight. Martha had a family emergency and she needed my help, so we're both not home. She cooked dinner already, so make sure to eat." I laughed sheepishly, feeling overly excited. Funny how I had no idea, this day was about to turn out worse than ever. I wanted to surprise him but I got surprised instead. Unknown POV: I dialed a familiar number. "I've got a job for you." "Oh okay... let me know what it's about." "I need someone dead, make it look like an accident." "Who pissed you off this time?" "Someone who has what belongs to me. I want it back and I won't get it until she's dead." "How do you want me to go about it?" "I told you. Make it look like an accident. Like a drunk truck driver. Drive her off the road. And if that doesn't work out, cut off her car brakes, make her do it herself.... Easy. All I know is that I want her dead and off this earth." "What's the timeline? You want this done when exactly?" "As soon as possible. I don't have the patience for delays. Every day she's still breathing is a day I'm losing what's mine." "Understood. And the payment?" "Double your usual rate. I don't care about the money. I care about results." "And if something goes wrong? These things don't always go clean." "Then you make it go clean. That's what I'm paying you double for. I don't want excuses, I want her gone." "Alright. And if she survives the first attempt?" "Then you finish what you started. I don't care how many tries it takes. Just don't get sloppy and don't get caught. I can't have this traced back to me." "You have my word." "Good. Because if this comes back to me, it won't just be her with a problem. Are we clear?" "Crystal." "Alright, send me the details and I'll get to work." "Good. Get it done as soon as possible. I can't wait."Diego POVThree days after the funeral, I drove out to the salvage yard where they'd towed what was left of Aysha's car.I told the manager I was there on behalf of the insurance company, slipped him enough cash to stop asking questions, and spent twenty minutes photographing every angle of the wreckage before anyone official showed up to do the same.I was looking for proof.The front end was destroyed, the kind of damage that matched being struck hard from behind at high speed. But it was the underside that told the real story. I crouched down, flashlight in hand, and found what I already suspected I'd find.The brake line had been cut.Someone hadn't just run her off the road. Someone had made sure that even if she survived the first attempt, she wouldn't survive the second.I took pictures of everything before I left, my hands steady despite the anger building low and cold in my chest.Reyes had a friend, a mechanic named Solomon who used to work forensics before he got tired of
Aysha POVI woke up to white ceiling tiles and a pain so deep in my chest that I couldn't tell where my body ended and the ache began.For a moment I didn't know where I was. The room smelled like antiseptic and something faintly floral, lavender maybe, coming from somewhere I couldn't place. Machines hummed quietly beside me. A drip line ran into the back of my hand.I tried to sit up and immediately regretted it."Hey, hey, easy." A voice I hadn't heard in years, low and familiar, cut through the fog. "Don't move too fast."I turned my head slowly and found Diego sitting beside the bed, elbows on his knees, looking like he hadn't slept in days."Diego." My voice came out cracked and strange."You're safe," he said, before I could ask anything else. "You're safe. I've got you.""What happened." I tried to remember, tried to pull the pieces together. Adrian. Mira. The divorce papers. My car. Headlights closing in fast in the mirror. "The car. Someone hit me.""Someone tried to kill yo
Diego POVMy phone buzzed at exactly 3:52 in the morning.I almost didn't pick it up. I almost let it ring out and rolled back over, because who calls anyone at that hour except wrong numbers and bad news.Then I saw the name on the screen.Aysha.I hadn't heard from her in over 10 to 12 years. Not since her wedding, not since I stood at the back of that church and watched her marry a man I never trusted, smiling the whole time so nobody would see what it cost me.I answered before the second ring finished."Aysha?""I need you. Please." Her voice was shaking so badly I almost didn't recognize it."Aysha, what's wrong. Where are you?""I'll send you my location.""Don't move. I'm coming. I'm on my way right now."I was already out of bed, already pulling on whatever clothes were closest, already grabbing my keys before the call even ended. My hands weren't steady. Something about the sound of her voice told me this wasn't a small thing.The location came through as I hit the stairs. E
The next morning, my black SUV pulled into the parking lot of the police station.I stepped out first, adjusting my jacket before I even looked up at the building. Mira came around the other side and linked her arm with mine, holding on a little tighter than necessary."Are you ready for this?" she asked quietly."No," I said. "But I don't have much of a choice."An officer met us at the entrance."Mr. Hayes?"I nodded."This way, please."He led us into a small office with nothing but a desk, two chairs, and a single window that let in a thin strip of morning light. A clear evidence bag sat on the table, waiting for me before I even sat down."We recovered these from the scene," the officer said, sliding it toward me.I looked inside slowly. Aysha's phone, the screen cracked in one corner. Her purse, the leather scuffed along the edges. A broken wristwatch. Her wedding ring sat there too, the same one I had put on her finger ten years ago. And beneath it all, a necklace I had bought
I ignored her question. I pushed the study door open and dropped into my chair without looking back at her.My eyes wandered around the room until they landed on the bottle of whiskey sitting on the shelf across from me. I got up, crossed the room, and poured myself a glass. I emptied it in one gulp, the burn spreading down my throat before I even set the glass back down.I poured another and drank that one too.Behind me, I heard the door close quietly. Mira had followed me in.She walked over slowly and rested a hand on my shoulder."Baby."I stared straight ahead, my eyes fixed on nothing in particular. My mind kept replaying the empty closet, the bare drawers, the officer's voice telling me my wife was dead.I rubbed my forehead."I guess we shouldn't have told her the truth," I said, sitting back in the chair.Mira came around the desk slowly and lowered herself onto my lap. She slipped one arm around my neck and studied my face for a moment before she spoke."I know Aysha was cr
Adrian POVI woke up to my phone ringing loudly beside me.I groaned and reached across the bedside table without opening my eyes, hoping that whoever was calling this early had better have a good reason for disrupting my sleep.I answered and brought the phone to my ear."Give me one good reason why I shouldn't curse you out."There was a brief silence on the other end."Excuse me?"I frowned. That wasn't my PA's voice.I opened my eyes and pulled the phone away to look at the screen. It was an unknown number.I cleared my throat and brought it back to my ear."Sorry. I thought you were someone else.""It's alright, sir. I'm calling from the Central Police Station."The last bit of sleep left my body immediately."Is there a problem?""We got this number from your wife's phone."I sat up straight in bed."My wife's phone?""Yes, sir."I waited for her to continue. She took a slow breath before she spoke again."We're sorry to inform you that your wife passed away this morning in a ca
Aysha POV:"Where in the world is this man." I said to no one in particular.I've been waiting eagerly for Adrian to come home. I don't know why he's taking so long to get here."What if he decides not to come home tonight." I bite my lips anxiously."Oh fuck, I can't afford for my plans to get rui
Aysha POV"I see you finally got that place cleaned up." Adrian said as he walked through the door.I nodded, still a little shaken up."Good. Well I need you to get dressed, there's an event this evening and unfortunately you'll be going with me. Don't embarrass me with your plain Jane look. Try t
CHAPTER TWOAysha POV"Ma, what have you done?"Martha's voice broke through everything. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding."Ma, you're bleeding, come on, get up, let me help you to your room."She reached for me but I pulled back gently."It's okay, I have to clean this up first,
CHAPTER ONE Aysha POV I woke up to giggling. Not just any giggling, the kind that's too comfortable, too familiar, the kind that doesn't belong in a married home at this hour. I sat up slowly, blinking the sleep out of my eyes. The sound was coming from across the hallway. Adrian, My husba







