A Killer's Wife Novels & Stories

he said playfully, walking towards Journey. I loved them both; I couldn’t imagine losing any of them. “The fuck, why don’t you unlock these handcuffs, and I’ll show you how real men solve these issues?” I provoked him. “Why should I? I mean, it’s obvious; you’re a trained killer,” he said, turning his attention to my wife, who, for some weird reasons, started struggling. “Wait, you didn’t realise your husband is the criminal I told you about, the one who killed Mr. Thompson, his own father.”

"K-killiαn. I-I don't know whαt you're tαlking αbout." I sighed. "Still trying to deny it? Drugging your mαrried humαn mαte, luring him to sleep with you, recording it αnd sending it to his lovely pregnαnt wife so she could leαve him for you? I see..." She trembled. "Or whαt αbout when you plαnned αn αccident to kill her just so you could hαve him αll for yourself?" "Ki-killiαn—"

The screen was lit, a news alert taking up most of it. 'Wife killed in suburban murder case. Husband stabbed her to death after she refused intimacy during pregnancy.' The bedroom door opened with a click. Julian stepped in, wearing that same smile I was tired of seeing. "Honey, I want you tonight."

Who would have thought that all these would happen, things that were so complicated that he needed a partner, and Nathe had showed him just how helpful a partner was. Remembering Nathe, he rushed into the house and grabbed his shirt from the couch. The assassin that killed Nathe’s wife, was the one running around in Ohio; he knew that. He needed to look into Nathe, maybe that might give him clues why assassins were after his wife and not after him. In most cases, wives of men were always murdered to force the man to obey or carry out a duty. It was one bloody tactic used by terrorist, kidnappers and all kinds of criminals.

“Did the drunk driver get convicted?” I shook my head. “Lydia, Hugh’s been acquitted.” “Hugh? Hugh’s the one who killed Luther? Meg’s the idiot who’s representing Hugh, isn’t she? “Goodness, Meg! You’re an ingrate! If I knew you’d turn out like this one day, I would’ve killed you the moment you were born!” Lydia was extremely furious. She turned around and saw that Meg was dumbfounded. Lydia was furious as she kicked Meg. Meg pressed her hand against the part where Lydia kicked her. Her face was twisted in pain.

But I knew better, I knew poison could wear lipstick too, her eyes moved to the papers in my hand and then back to my face and she said, very gently, “You’re still here?” The words were painful for one second and I could only stand there and feel my heart tear open because she was right. I was still here. I was still standing in the place I should already be gone from, I had not even had time to stop being his wife and I was already being replaced and my throat burned but I forced a smile. “A little too eager, aren’t you?” She then laughed and walked closer. “Oh no,” she said. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

Zeke growled in anger. “She just has a soft heart, Zek. What did you do with her then?” Jaybee asked, taking a sip from his drink. “I locked her in the dark room.” Zeke stated while placing the glass on the table, finishing yet again another glass. “The fuck you did?” Jay reacted in disbelief, eyes widening at his statement, “Ohh boy! Tell me you did not do that to your wife!” He looked at Zeke in disbelief. “I did, bro. I couldn't help it! I was so mad at her.” Zeke answer rubbing his temples.

“He’s ruthless, lethal and really, really powerful. When he came into the hideout where the kidnappers had taken Ethan and I to, they had instantly dropped to their knees, that’s how much he’s feared by people.” My skin crawled as I listened to my parents talk about how dangerous the person I was going married off to was, as the hair stylist did my hair up in my bedroom. I was already dressed up in my wedding dress, and my makeup had already been done to perfection by professionals. “He’s the most powerful mafia Don ever to walk the earth. Every other mafia here in Italy knows he has the final say.” Dad continued and I felt fear clog my throat once again. “And you’re getting me married off t

But just because of her this mistake it became a cunning and evil plotting place for Zen to trouble Karan. Even before this we tried to attack Dia thinking the company she was handling was hers but it turned out to be her bestfriends father and I guess she values that old man more than anything. She staying awake and reluctantly working hard got them out of that crisis which occured accidentally as we ployed their rivals. And now he is inside the jail, rotting in hell and thankfully he doesn't have any proof of us being involved in that. But the way she being far from her family and husband keeping her sacred relation on a thin thread helped them was commendable. While her husband turned out

She sobbed and slipped to her knees. “Just when I think everything is just perfect like I always wanted, you do something to destroy everything. Why?? Why do you have to kill him?” She wailed while Christian stared at her. “How will I live knowing that my husband is a murderer? Kiara’s dad is a murderer?”