"Why the fuck did you do that?!" she screamed and people's heads turned towards us. Noticing this, she quickly sat back down and lowered her head, "what do you want? If it's nothing concerning work then fuck off." she said, her voice lowered.Sarah's outburst caught me off guard, but her black eye was even more unsettling. I couldn't just ignore it, especially considering the tension in the office lately."Sarah, I'm sorry for startling you, but I'm genuinely concerned about you. That bruise looks painful. Please, tell me what happened. You don't deserve to be treated like this." My voice was soft, trying to convey both empathy and concern.It felt strange that I, of all people, was concerned about the same woman I sought to get revenge after."Oh please. As if you of all people would care about me getting harmed," Sarah scoffed, "I'm trying to work here so please buzz off." I watched her face even more closely as she spoke. It wasn't just a black eye that she got. Underneath Sarah
12 hours later... I woke up feeling an aching pain at the back of my head and when I opened my eyes, it was nothing but darkness. There was a sack over my head but no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, it wouldn't come off. The fact that my arms and legs were tied up proved that I had been kidnapped, as I recalled what happened last before everywhere went dark. "Hey! Who's there?! Help!" I screamed, knowing at the back of my mind that it was pointless. "It looks like she has finally woken up." the excited voice of a man echoed in my ears as I turned my head frantically as if it would help me see. I felt someone grab my arm but I struggled against the grip. "A feisty one, isn't she?" a different voice sounded, "go get the boss." As I sat there, my heart beating frantically, I heard footsteps and then a halt of those footsteps. The sack over my head was yanked off and I had my eyes shut tightly as my heart raced even faster. Slowly, I opened my eyes, the sand-covered gro
BACK TO JENNA'S POV"So it's you who is responsible for keeping me in here, Raphael?!" I screamed, "Untie me! I have no time for this!"As I struggled against the bindings, Raphael chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. "Oh, Jenna, you always were a spirited one. But I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere until I've gotten what I wanted."I glared at him, fury burning in my eyes. "Let me go, Raphael. This is madness."He simply shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Not until you understand the gravity of the situation." he said, "You are yet to experience true madness, my love and I am going to show you just how much you mean to me.""By kidnapping me?!" I questioned with a shout.Raphael laughed, "even better. I won't just kidnap you, we will be getting married soon. We will have our happily ever after.""I'd rather pick a bear over you." I retorted."Logically, you wouldn't dare try it." Raphael smirked, "why would you rather die? You belong to me. It's destiny. And si
"You- You're lying." I gave a nervous chuckle, "you were only nine or ten years old. A- A child is not capable of such a thing.""Well, I was a child then. But I was also a patient from the psychiatric ward." Raphael said, watching my reaction while he towered over me.***WRITER'S POV***TWELVE YEARS AGO...In the sterile corridor of a psychiatric ward, lined with closed doors. The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting an eerie glow. Suddenly, the sound of running footsteps echoes down the hallway. That was Raphael, a nine-year-old boy, his hospital gown billowing behind him as he sprinted towards freedom."I have to get out of here," Raphael said, breathless and eyes wide with exhilaration.He heard footsteps and almost panicked, "I thought no one was supposed to be out this late?" he thought to himself.Raphael darted around a corner, finding himself in a deserted reception area. He spotted an open window and rushed towards it, his heart pounding in his chest. With a surge of
I huddled in the corner, tears streaming down my face and my heart racing with nothing but fear since the conversation I had with Raphael.Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps pierced through the silence, sending a chill down my spine. Two menacing figures barged in, their eyes gleaming with malice as they advanced towards me."She's beautiful isn't she?" one of them said."I think she'll look even more hot in a hopeless state." the second responded while I shifted back from them.The first laughed, "The mere watching her struggle turns me on, man. I'll have to go first." the first said."No way. This was my idea so I will go first. Just in case the boss interrupts before another round." the second argued.My eyes widened in fear the moment I understood what those men were discussing and my heartbeat became painful.No. This can't be happening. Not to me. I was just about to scream but the first man noticed and stopped me in time, placing his hand tightly over my mouth."There
Raphael slapped me again, this time, even harder.He squatted down to my level and took hold of my arm, pulling me sharply towards himself as his grip tightened on my arm, "I'll do that too and you'll tell me who's better! Father or son!" he yelled, setting off all the alarms in my body.I winced as he handled me roughly, my heart racing with fear as I screamed at the top of my lungs. I tried my best to push him away, but his strength was overpowering. With a forceful gesture, he pushed me down, my back hitting against the floor as he forced my legs open, his intentions clear.Just as Raphael was about to proceed by pulling down my panties, the door swung open, and a figure stepped into the room, only to quickly avert their gaze. Raphael's eyes flashed with fury as he barked, "What is it?! How dare you walk in here?!"The intruder stammered, his eyes still averted, "Sir, there are some people around this area. And I think the police might be among them."Raphael's jaw clenched, his
KEITH POV I paced back and forth in my office, my face contorted with rage and fear while I remained on the phone with the head of the police department. "You call this an investigation?! My wife has been missing since yesterday, and you have NOTHING to show for it!" I shouted into the phone, grabbing another pen and breaking it in half to prevent myself from smashing my phone. "Mr. Keith, we're doing everything we can. But without any leads..." he tried to reason but all I heard was trash being spat out. "Leads?! Isn't that your job to find them?! My wife didn't just vanish into thin air! My son has her and if you let me get there first!..." I smashed my fist into my desk, leaving a hole in the middle as I withdrew my fist. .Every time! Every fucking time I called, it was the same pathetic excuse from the police. Useless bastards! "You're supposed to protect the citizens of this city, and you can't even find one woman?!" I raised my voice even more as my anger reached a bursting
BACK IN JENNA POV In the hotel room, adorned with makeshift wedding decorations. I was clad in a bridal gown and seated nervously as two women I'd never seen or met before fuss over me, adjusting my veil and fixing my hair. My eyes darted around the room, searching for an opportunity to escape but it was difficult as they kept forcing me to face the mirror. "You look so gorgeous in this dress." one of them complimented, beaming with a big smile. "That's true. I've never seen such radiance of beauty in my life. It means your groom chose well, my dear." the second chimed in. "Drop the compliments. You are both well aware that I have no intentions of being here." the smiles vanished the moment I spoke those words and then they both erupted into laughter. "Who do you think you are? Some sort of badass bitch?" the first said, pulling on my hair. I held her hand down as my mouth widened, almost letting out a scream, "Stop! Stop it!" I shouted. She dragged it one last time before le
KEITH POVThe line went dead, and I put the phone back in my pocket. I stepped out of the car and waited, leaning back on the car booth.I could feel Lorah's movement in the booth and it was so tempting to pull her out and finish her off but I waited patiently for Leonard to show up first.My eyes scanned the surroundings. Every shadow was a potential threat.Finally, headlights cut through the darkness, and a sleek black car pulled into the alley. Leonard stepped out, his face a mask of confidence and arrogance. Leonard smiled when his eyes landed on me and I gritted my teeth. My arms which were folded together, tightened.He thought he was in control, that he had the upper hand. Little did he know, tonight would be his last."Keith," he greeted, his voice smooth and composed. "Where's my wife?"I scoffed, pushing off from the car, "Did you come because you loved her, or just to get rid of a witness?"Leonard's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, Keith? Of course I love my wife. Where
KEITH POVI never knew Laura had a twin sister with the name Lorah. I never thought that the twin would hate me so much that she'd plot with Leonard to kill me herself."Why?" I asked, although I didn't really care. I doubt her reason would save her from what I had in store for her."Why?" she chuckled, "because you hurt me Keith. You chose my sister over me even if I was the one you saw first. Love at first sight? Pfft! You fucking married the wrong twin!" Lorah spat.I squatted to her level on the ground, staring into her eyes with mine as empty as I felt, "I'm glad I married your twin. I'd never love someone as evil as you.""Evil? Keith, you are evil itself!" Lorah screamed in my face and I took out a handkerchief from my pocket to wipe my face before standing up straight.I turned away from her before speaking orders to Cecilia, "tie her up and throw her into the booth of my car."Cecilia nodded without hesitation, grabbing Lorah by the arms and dragging her out of the room. "I
LAURA POVI couldn't have been more happier when the news of Jenna's death reached me. Sadly, I had to pretend to be sad about it to everyone but now that I'm alone in my room, I can finally smile at least.My phone buzzed in the pocket of my Jeans and I scanned around, shutting my bedroom door afterwards, before finally picking up.It was a call from my sweet husband Leonard, the man for whom I've gone this far in this scheme."My love." he started and I blushed, "I heard the news of her death. How is he taking it?"A smirk played on my lips as I responded, "very badly."I could imagine the grin on his face right now."Very good. That means that at this point, his guard will be let down. Do you still have the poisoned blade I gifted you?" Leonard asked.I took out a small key from my pocket and unlocked the bottom drawer next to my bed, taking out a dagger after I opened it."Yes," I answered, ready to take his orders.It's funny how they believe my husband will be the one to kill Ke
KEITH POV"Doctor, will he be fine?""He will. He just fainted from too much stress, lack of food for possibly the last four days, and overthinking as well. He needs to take it easy or who knows what might happen.""Alright, doctor.""Make sure you keep a close eye on him. Force him to take the medicines if you have to. His health depends on it, Mr Richard.""I'll make sure he recovers." Richard's voice echoed in my head with other voices mixing in all of a sudden, "thank you for your help."I squeezed my eyes shut when I was almost blinded by the light in the room."Where the fuck am I?" I asked, not sure if Richard was still in the room or not.I sat up and after a few seconds, my eyes opened, adjusting to the light.I was in a small, sterile hospital room. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air. Richard came closer and sat on a chair beside my bed, his face etched with worry."You're awake," he said, relief evident in his voice as he leaned forward. "How do you feel?""Like
KEITH POVI pushed back harder, my desperation turning into raw fury. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what I need to know!" I shouted, my voice breaking.Two officers grabbed my arms, trying to drag me away, but I fought back, wrenching myself free and shoving one of them. My vision blurred with rage and fear. I swung wildly, my fist connecting with an officer’s jaw. The commotion drew more attention, and I could hear the murmurs of the crowd growing louder."Tell me! What was the victim's name?!" I yelled at the officer whose eyes filled with fear as I stared into his eyes with anger.He didn't speak until I raised my fist to Puch him."We don't know the victim's name! Just her face from CCTV footage!" the officer yelled, shielding his face.My eyebrows, once furrowed, now relaxed while my raised fist weakened, "the news said..." my voice trailed off."It's just one victim. We don't plan on meeting any family member or investigating the woman!" he confessed."What?!" I exc
KEITH POVI drove around aimlessly, trying to think of where Jenna could have gone. My mind was a storm of anxiety and regret. How had things spiraled so far out of control? Eventually, I parked the car in a quiet spot and pulled out my phone. I had to try calling her again, even if she wouldn't answer. My fingers trembled as I dialed her number, praying she would pick up. The phone rang and rang, but there was no answer.Frustrated and helpless, I decided to call Richard. He answered on the second ring."Keith? Did you find her?""No," I replied, my voice strained. "She left the hospital. Do you have any idea where she might go?"Richard was silent for a moment. "Not at all, Keith. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if she returns on her own.""Wait and see?" I snapped. "We can't just sit around while she's out there suffering.""Keith, calm down," Richard urged. "I understand you're worried, but we need to think logically. She might need some space right now."I knew he was ri
KEITH POVRichard's eyes darted nervously before he tried to muster a calm facade. "I wasn't hiding, just trying to get a better signal," he replied, his voice shaky and unconvincing.My grip on his shoulder tightened. "Don't lie to me, Richard. Who were you talking to?" My voice was low, menacing.He swallowed hard, clearly struggling to maintain his composure. "It was a private call, Keith. I swear it has nothing to do with Jenna."I leaned in closer, my face inches from his. "Do you really think I'm in the mood for games? Tell me the truth, or you'll regret it even as my friend."Richard's eyes widened with fear. He glanced around, as if searching for an escape, but there was none. Finally, he sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Keith, I'm not sure how you will take this news...""Spill it."Richard sighed deep, "Jenna... had a miscarriage at a nearby hospital just now."The world seemed to freeze around me, Richard’s words echoing in my mind like a cruel, relentless chant. "
Meanwhile, (EARLIER ON KEITH'S PART) at the Clementines mansion...KEITH POVIn the grand hall of the opulent mansion, priceless artifacts adorned every surface, and million dollars paintings lined the walls but I didn't give a fuck!The tranquility of this grandeur was shattered by my furious roar as I grabbed whatever I could and broke it into pieces just to relieve myself of this anger that didn't want to go away.How could the anger leave? I lost my mind. I lost control and I pushed her.It was like watching someone else from within his body but at the same time, unable to move that body by myself.The sight of her bleeding was the last thing I saw before someone finally stopped me by knocking me out. I couldn't be more grateful to Yilena for that but who told her she had the permission to take my wife away?!"Where is she?!" my voice echoed through the cavernous hall, filled with rage and desperation. My face was contorted with fury, and my eyes blazed with an unsettling intensity
YILENA POVWe quickly boarded the second plane, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Richard took the pilot's seat, while I settled into the back, preparing the parachutes and planting Jenna's dress in the plane. Everything had to look convincing.The engine roared to life, and as we taxied down the runway, I glanced out the window, hoping our plan would succeed. Richard's voice came over the intercom, tense but controlled. "We're about to take off. Ready?""Ready," I replied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me.The plane lifted off the ground, and as we climbed higher, I double-checked the parachutes and ensured everything was in place. Richard began the distress signal after five minutes in the air, his voice urgent and convincing as he reported engine failure and a possible crash landing."We're approaching the designated area," he said over the intercom. "Get ready."I took a deep breath, securing the parachute straps around me. "Let's