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 POV I stormed into my room, slamming the door shut with a force that rattled the frame. In a fit of rage, I punched the wall, leaving another mark among many. "Ungrateful," I snarled, clenching my fists. "How could she let anyone touch her, insult her like that?" My mind raced with thoughts of Jenna as I paced the room, muttering under my breath. "I'll kill anyone who tries to touch her, or even look at her the wrong way," I vowed, my voice shaking with anger. "If that's what it takes to keep her as mine."My phone buzzed, breaking through my fury. I answered it, my voice taut with tension. "What?""Sir, we've found and monitored Raphael closely for the past few days. He's not the one sending those threatening texts to you, and he's not getting any closer to your home or working area."My grip tightened on the phone. "Then who is it?""We still don't know, sir."Frustration bubbled inside me, and I squeezed my eyes shut, taking deep breaths to calm the storm brewing within. "
The police arrived, their lights flashing red and blue, casting an eerie glow over the scene. Officers surrounded us, their radios crackling with urgent chatter. Paramedics quickly assessed Keith's condition, loading him onto a stretcher and rushing him to the ambulance. I followed closely, my heart in my throat and hands stained with Keith's blood.***At the hospital, I paced the waiting room, tears streaming down my face. An hour felt like an eternity as I replayed the events over and over in my mind. Finally, a nurse emerged, her expression plain. I rushed to her, desperate for news, but the nurse walked past without a word, her focus elsewhere.My breath caught in my throat as I spotted the surgeon, still in scrubs, stepping out from the ER. I ran to him, my voice trembling. "Is he going to be okay?""He's going to be fine, ma'am. The bullet missed his heart by an inch. He's stable now and will need some time to recover, but he's out of danger."Relief washed over me, my legs
"Leaving? Keith, you need to rest. The doctor said—""Screw what the doctor said," Keith interrupted, his voice firm despite his weakened state. "The longer I stay, the more in danger you will be. We're going back home now.""Keith, you're in no condition to go anywhere right now," I argued, my heart pounding with worry. "You need to recover. Forget about my safety for now and-"Keith stood up slowly, wincing but appearing strong. "I can rest later. Right now, we need to stay ahead of whoever's after us. They won't stop until they get what they want."I hesitated, torn between the need to protect him and the fear of what might happen if we left the safety of the hospital. But looking into his eyes, I saw the same man that had saved my life."Alright," I said softly."But only if you promise to take it easy," I added, my voice resolute. "No heroics, Keith. I need you in one piece."He nodded, the look in his eyes tempered with the exhaustion he couldn't fully hide. "Deal."We moved qui
The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as I stirred awake. I attempted to slip out of bed, but Keith's arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back into the cocoon of our shared warmth. His head nuzzled into the curve of my neck, and he inhaled deeply."You smell so good," he murmured against my skin before his lips began to trail soft kisses along my neck, sending shivers down her spine. As his mouth found a sensitive spot, he sucked gently, making my nipples harden in response. I sighed in pleasure, my voice a breathy whisper, "I'm hungry."Keith's hand moved up to cup my breast, his thumb brushing over my hardened nipple. "I'll make breakfast," I managed to say, trying to rise from the bed, but his grip on my neck came in a firm but harmless choke. He guided me back down, our eyes locking as soon as I looked at his handsome face. Tell me once more, how did I manage to get such a man to marry?Keith's hand moved with deliberate slowness,
KEITH POVI flipped the last pancake onto a plate, the aroma of cinnamon and vanilla wafting through the kitchen. As I wiped my hands on a towel, my phone rang. I slipped it out of my pocket and answered. The voice on the other end was urgent."Mr Clementine, we've identified the stalker and his location.""Who is it?" I asked what is the main topic for me."Sir, it's..."On hearing the answer, the name hit me like a punch to the gut. Rage ignited within me, a fire I hadn't felt in years. My jaw tightened, and I gripped the phone so hard I thought it might shatter.Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I knew exactly who it was and she came to me at a very wrong time. I was in no mood to smile. Not when someone who is after Jenna's life is still alive."Smells amazing," Jenna said, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her cheek against my back. Her warmth usually brought me comfort, but today it barely registered through the haze of fury.I began to turn, my movements st
WRITER POVYohan pushed open the door to his apartment, his phone pressed to his ear. The hallway was dim, the only light coming from the streetlamps outside. He stepped inside, feeling the familiar creak of the floorboards under his feet. As he shut the door behind him, he kicked off his shoes, letting them clatter against the wall."Yeah, I'm just getting in," he said into the phone, his voice echoing slightly in the stillness of the apartment. "I'll call you back in a bit."He ended the call and slipped his phone into his pocket. With a sigh, he reached for the light switch on the wall. The fluorescent bulbs flickered to life, casting a harsh light over the room. And then he froze, like the blood in his body had turned to ice. His lips quivered and his voice stopped working at that split second."You didn't think you'd be this easy to find, did you?" Keith's devilish eyes moved from the floorboards to Yohan Farrell's face.In the middle of the living room, Keith was seated on a w
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