Bride For The Blind Don
“Isn’t that how I begged you? I didn’t even know I was pregnant. What if you’d caused me a miscarriage, huh?”
Tears streamed down Amber’s face as she raised the knife.
The tip pressed to Irina’s cheek.
With a shaky breath, she dragged it in a straight, deliberate line.
Irina screamed, raw and animal, echoing off the concrete.
“Good, blondie… good.” My voice stayed low, guiding. “Now her neck. Both sides. Let it go deeper.”
Amber lifted the blade again, tears falling faster.
Just as the tip touched her skin, the warehouse door banged open.
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