Daddy’s Good Girl
“When you're gone, he'll see clearly and know who should be his in the first fucking place!”
I groaned in pain, wincing when she pulled harder before letting me go.
“Do your thing, Nina, I'll be right back. I'll go cover our tracks.” Monica said and strutted out of the warehouse.
Nina turned to the table and picked up a glass jar. I gasped when I saw they were full. Ants. They were full of soldier ants.
What the fuck?
She walked back slowly, towards me, giving me that stupid unhinged smile and there was a growing fear that she really would kill me. My eyes stayed glued to her hands unlocking the jar and I fought against the ropes around me, trying to break out.