ログインAngela's POV “Wait a minute. You stabbed him, an innocent man, just to prove what exactly? How could you even do such a thing? Why are you so cruel?” Nicole berated me after we arrived in our hotel room. Bloody ingrate! I never expected such an attitude from him. I deserve a big hug for my actions. I literally took a huge risk to save his life. I could have got myself arrested in the process, too. Is this the mother fucking thanks I get for spilling the so-called innocent blood just to rescue the one I love? I just risk my life for nothing. Now the cops will be after me. They'd do everything to ensure I am apprehended and thrown behind bars. I had the option of abandoning Nicole at the station and running away with Kelly. I had enough funds to relocate to any city of my choice without the fear of being traced by the FBI or New York police department. But no! What did I do? My love for Nicole dragged me back to come save him. That nasty decision I took has now come ba
Susan's POV “You stopped by at Paul's house?” I stuttered. Words failed me to express how I'm feeling right now. It's as though someone hurled the world on my fucking back. “Yes, I did,” Ethan affirmed. “Are you surprised? Is there something you want to say to me?” “Nah! I'm good,” I denied. As much as I want to admit it, I can't bring myself to tell Ethan what happened at Paul's house. He will never believe me. He'd have every reason to believe that I had sex with Paul. Regardless of how hard I want to explain myself to him, he will still see me as a pathetic liar. “So here's what I found out,” Ethan cleared his throat to speak. He was about to speak further when his phone rang. I felt a sensation of relief in my soul. The call was my saving grace. I needed a bit of distraction away from Ethan and I finally found one. I kept my focus on Ethan, hoping that he would answer the phone. None of that happened. Ethan was hell-bent on having this conversation with me. “Y
Susan's POV I haven't been able to step out of my car since I arrived home. The fear of Ethan is the beginning of wisdom! I am hoping he will be fast asleep already. This ain't the right time to have an altercation with him, especially after what I suffered at the hands of Paul. I haven't recovered from the torture and humiliation he inflicted on me. Escaping from him is more than just a miracle, and I'll forever cherish this moment for the rest of my life. While I tried to figure out a way to avoid Ethan this morning, I glanced at the living room and noticed the lights were off. “Now that's what I am talking about. I love what I'm seeing already,” I sighed. That's the sign I need to believe that Ethan isn't awake. “But what do I say to him when he starts asking questions about my whereabouts all day?” That has been my major worry. It would have been a different ball game if I had reached out to Paul to update him on my movement for the day. And when he kept blasting my
Susan's POV “What do you think you are doing, Paul? Please put the gun away. It's dangerous. You might pull the trigger accidentally. I know you can be everything, but not a killer. I believe we can solve this amicably,” With my hands above my head, I clamoured for a dialogue. “No, Susan,” he refused to listen to me. “It's too late to make amends now. You created this monster in me when you deprived me of making love to you. All I ever asked of you was a one-night stand,” he lamented like a pregnant woman. He is still dwelling on the sex I denied him when I've moved on from it. It's one hell of an experience I would rather not remember anymore. What happened there could have been avoided if only he had controlled his third. It's quite unfortunate that he decided to think with his penis rather than his brain. Now he's reaping the dividends of his stupidity. After he made that speech, I shut my eyes. I already imagined myself being dead. Instead of the sound of a gunshot,
Susan's POV I've been stuck on this lonely road for God knows how long, and I still haven't found a cab heading home. Everything is just working against me lately. This road is notorious for being very busy on days like this. But today, it's empty and quiet like a cemetery. It's as though Paul paid all the cab drivers to frustrate my life this morning. I can't stop glancing through every corner of the street to keep myself safe. I've heard crazy stories about this particular road in the past. Just a couple of days ago, it was reported that a lady was robbed at gunpoint. And when she tried to fight back, she was forcefully raped and shot in the head. Before that unfortunate incident, some cab drivers repeatedly filed a report to the state police command about how suspected highway robbers had hijacked their cabs. I guess that caused the scarcity of cab drivers on the road. I'm scared that I am about to suffer the same fate. Perhaps, worse than the rape victim. Ever
Susan's POV “You can't run, Susan. You're dead already. I'd derive pleasure in strangling you to death,” he threatened me and managed to stand up from the bed. Finally, the door opened in my favour after several failed attempts. On the verge of escaping, Paul pounced on me and pulled me back. I tried to fight back, but he was too strong for me to handle. He grabbed me by the neck and restricted my airflow. “Die, you bitch! You don't deserve to stay alive,” “You could have easily given in to my demand. None of this will be happening,” He spat at my face and forcefully kissed me. “Please, let me go. I can't breathe. I don't want to die,” I find it difficult to speak. “I'm sorry. It was a mistake. I never wanted to hit you in the head,” I apologized. A mistake? Hell no! It was on purpose. I would hit him a thousand times again if the opportunity presented itself. However, in this case, I had to compromise. My life is on the line. I just had to cook up some lies to sa
Tony Woods POV“Yes, your wife, Mr. Woods. And you might want to pay attention to me to experience a longer life span. Kicking us out of your office might be detrimental to your existence.” Paul said to me. His utterances conveyed so much authority I hadn't witnessed before.I saw a different Pa
Susan's Point Of View “That's the shit I'm referring to," I gave him a high five out of excitement.My Joy knew no bounds. I could feel some butterflies in my belly as though I just won the lottery. “You should know your room already. Today has been hectic. Tomorrow promises are even bigger,” P
Susan's POV“Did you witness what just happened? Or am I imagining things that aren't real?” Paul asked me shortly after Angela's departure. I couldn't respond to his question immediately because I had divided attention. It was as though my eardrums were damaged. My body was with Paul, but my mi
Susan's POVInstead, he took his time to console me. “I hate to see you like this. I wished there was something I could have done to help out. Unfortunately, my Uncle decided today of all days to hate me,” “What did you do to him? It took a while for you to notice. His actions towards you showed







