Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 91467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“It doesn’t matter, you have to get rid of it. Knowing you two you’re bound to have left something behind that would give us away. Wait a few days and burn it. That way no one would connect the two.”
I’m not good at flying by the seat of my pants and none of this had been part of my master plan. I felt like things were unraveling too quickly and sliding out of my grasp.
But now was not the time to crack up, now was not the time to fall apart. I have to keep it together or all will really be lost. Think, think, it’s not too late to turn this around…
“It’ll take some time for the drug to work its way out of her system so that should buy us some time. Now go, get out of here, and never come here again. If I need you I know where to find you.”
I turned away from them and waited for the sound of the door closing as they left. What a mess, what a fucking mess. I was so close… Why does this bitch always thwart me?
It was as though she were born into the world to make my life miserable. Until her, no one had ever dared. No one got in my way, not for long, and not after they learned what it meant to cross me.
A look in the mirror that hung on the wall in the hallway showed the distress on my face as I passed it by. Two years of hard work down the drain.
I ran a finger along the lines that now crowded my eyes with disdain. Where had the time gone? I was still mad that it had taken this long in the game to turn things my way. I’d expected to wait a few months at the most.
But even with that, just as things were going my way, this had to happen. It was the one thing I’d ever had to work for in my life, the one thing I wanted most, the one thing I will never give up on having.
For as long as I can remember I’ve wanted this. Ever since the first day I laid eyes on the most beautiful man on earth. Something warm and vital came alive in me that day and I knew we were meant to be.
There was never any question that I would get my way. I’d never been denied anything in my life so why should this be any different?
At least that’s what I thought at the time. But who knew it would prove to be so difficult? Who knew that his heart wouldn’t be moved in the same way, making it harder to achieve my goal?
But then, then I had made the way clear and though there were still a few obstacles in my way, none were as bothersome as that low life slut who’d sauntered in and taken him away.
The other women hadn’t mattered. They were never a serious threat, but her I knew he loved. I saw it in him whenever they were in the same room together. Times when they didn’t know I was watching.
He had no idea of my feelings for him, which turned out for the best seeing as how things had gone to shit. I’d died when he married her, but even death hadn’t stopped me from dreaming.
Dreaming of the day he became mine. I always knew that the day would come. That I would make it happen somehow. And my plan had been a good one.
After all my hard work and sacrifice I had finally begun to see a clear path to getting what I wanted. Things were finally going my way and then disaster struck once more.
There was still one little glimmer of light in the dark I reminded myself as I made my way to the last room on the left at the end of the hall. I pushed the door slightly open and looked in. At least I still had this.
There are no words to describe the joy I feel at knowing that I had this. A part of him that I will never relinquish no matter what. There is no force on earth that can make me. And what’s even better, that bitch will never know.
I closed the door gently and reversed my steps my mind already moving on to what comes next. There was still a slight chance…but it had been days already with no sign of her anywhere.
Maybe the drug was still doing its job and her memory was too impaired at this point for her to remember much of anything, like how to get back home. That would be for the best.
At this point there were only one of two things that would make things right. Either she wandered far away from here never to return, or I find her before the drug wears off completely and do what those two fools were paid to.