BACK TO JENNA POV"Jenna!"I almost jumped out of my skin when he randomly blew his dumb car horn at me and now he even dares to call my name like nothing happened yesterday.My fists clenched at my sides as I remained standing even after he told me to get in his car. This is no way to start the morning.I thought it would be wonderful to walk a little before taking a cab but he had to ruin that too.I turned around and got into his car, purposefully slamming the door loud enough to make my anger obvious.I took out my ice cream and that's when I had a dubious plan. This is sure to make for good revenge after last night.A mischievous grin spread across my face as I could feel the hum of the engine beneath my feet and Keith started the drive to work.I placed the ice cream on my thighs, almost completely underneath my boobs after I discreetly opened the third button of my shirt.As Keith focused on the road, I opened the lid, the frosty air from the ice cream mixing with the warmth of
"I- I didn't try to run-" I panicked.Keith just stared at me with eyes that looked like they were reminding me of something.My eyes widened as I recalled it. At that moment I tried to leave the car... Fuck no! This can't be happening to me!I opened my mouth to speak but Keith interrupted me."You're taking your sweet time, Jenna. The hood option is still open."Swallowing hard, I crawled over the centre console and settled over his lap as I watched his ice cream-covered dick erect and waiting.The absurdity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. Ice cream? Really? I chuckled worriedly.But there was no backing out now. I could feel Keith's impatience seeping through his casual demeanour. I forced myself to focus, trying to ignore the fact that we were in a freaking car with its windows half open!Keith’s hand reached up my head, tangling my hair with a grip that was more controlling than tender. "Remember what happens if you try to run again," he whispered, his voice a mix
I put my hands over my mouth as soon as I screamed her name, knowing that the car windows were tinted and she couldn't have seen me looking like I just got railed.Yilena squinted her eyes some more as if she was desperately trying to see if someone was there but soon I heard Keith's voice."What are you doing?"Yilena turned away from the car and faced Keith, almost nervously, "Nothing, love. Say, I thought you were married. How come you didn't drive your wife to work? She isn't even here yet. Does that mean you don't have feelings for her?"What the heck is all that? Is she stalking me now? Oh, yes she is. I guess texting me isn't enough and she has to involve Keith with herself physically.Well, not on my watch. I unpinned the door and was about to step out but it pinned down again. Surprised, I turned to see Yilena move closer to Keith and him holding the car key button area to lock me in."Let's go," Keith said, coldly, and left. Yilena scurried behind him and I wanted to smash
**NIGHT IN THE MANSION**"Ah! Just as I expected, Keith! Here you are, taking her side! How could you believe her act?! I didn't push her!" I screamed."I never said you did." Keith sighed, "I've told you this before, Yilena did not send you that text.""Then how do you explain this?!" I showed him the texts I received earlier today but I didn't get any reaction from his face.Keith returned my phone and with a straight face, he told me, "Leave Yilena alone."My jaw dropped and I took a step back from him, "You still think I'm the problem, don't you? I get threats and while I'm trying to put an end to it, you get to frolic about with your ex sex toy?!""Jenna! Enough of that!" Keith ordered, slamming his fist on my bedroom table. "I have told you to let this go.""No. No, I will not let it go." I stood my ground, "and since you refuse to see reason, I'll deal with it alone."Keith sighed and rubbed his eyes, "There's a party held tonight at the club. Dress up and let's go.""If it has
JENNA POVThe pulsating beats of the club reverberated through my chest as I watched from afar, my eyes narrowing at the sight of Yilena taking all of Keith’s attention. The flickering neon lights played tricks on my mind, making it difficult to gauge if Keith even glanced my way but I soon gave up and made my way to the bar.I slid onto a barstool, catching the bartender’s eye. “Whiskey, neat,” I ordered, my voice steady despite the tumult of emotions swirling within me. As I waited, I could feel the weight of numerous eyes on me. Admiring, lustful, curious. I planned to get used to this attention, because tonight, I will be getting back at Keith. If he could disrespect me by spending time with his ex then I might as well get to know someone else.As I stealthily scanned the club, I resisted the urge to look back at Keith even if I was curious to know if he had noticed me like the rest of the men I'd walked passed.When my drink arrived, I took a sip, savouring the burn as it slid
KEITH POVNeon lights flickered, casting sporadic shadows over the throng of dancers. During this chaos, my eyes remained locked on my target.I moved with calculated nonchalance, weaving through the mass of bodies. My jaw clenched and my fists balled. The man I trailed, a tall figure with a shock of blond hair, was oblivious to the predator in his wake but no matter, he'll realize that shortly.Blondie laughed with a group of friends near the bar, tipping back his drink, unaware of the storm brewing just a few feet away. My knuckles whitened, but I forced myself to stay calm. Now wasn’t the time. Not yet.The minutes dragged, every second an agony of restraint. Finally, Blondie finished his drink, slapped his friend on the back, and headed towards the exit.I slipped through the crowd like a shadow, never letting Blondie out of my sight. As we neared the exit, the noise of the club began to fade, replaced by the muffled sounds of the city night.Blondie pushed through the heavy doo
BACK TO JENNA POVKeith's voice was a dark whisper in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, his hand moving from my mouth to my waist, holding me in place. The bloodied hand on the floor seemed to stare back at me, a gruesome sight to bear.“What did you do, Keith?” I choked out, my voice barely more than a whisper. Fear and anger battled within me, each breath feeling like a struggle against the weight of his presence.“What had to be done,” he replied, his tone chillingly calm. “You need to understand, Jenna. No one touches what’s mine.”My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to process his words. Keith had always been possessive, but this... this was beyond anything I had ever imagined. The realization that he was capable of such violence was like a cold blade slicing through my sanity.“You killed him,” I said, my voice trembling. “You... you murdered him.”Keith’s grip on me loosened slightly, his other hand brushing my hair aside
As Keith walked away, I lay there, shivering and broken. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional wreckage left in his wake. I pulled the tattered remnants of my dress around me, feeling the sharp sting of betrayal and self-loathing.My legs were weak and shaky but I managed to pull myself up and stumble towards the bathroom attached to my bedroom. Each step felt like a mile, but I made it to the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water, the steam rising to meet my tear-streaked face.As I sank into the water, the heat enveloped me, but it couldn’t wash away the filth I felt inside. The events replayed in my mind like a horror movie, each scene more unbearable than the last. Keith's voice echoed in my ears, his touch lingering on my skin like a brand.I closed my eyes, trying to drown out the memories. The water lapped gently against me, its warmth a stark contrast to the cold emptiness I felt within. How did we end up here? What twisted path had led us to this p
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