SARAH POVI straightened my skirt, took a deep breath, and picked up the tray holding the steaming cup of coffee.Today was the day and with Jenna off since she got pregnant, I doubt I'd get a better chance than this.It's my first time serving Keith coffee and I can only pray that he doesn't notice a thing. Hopefully, it doesn't all go in vain and my mother's drug supply works this time.It's supposed to make him deadly horny and he'll fuck me in the process. I gulped, "I hope I survive to get pregnant after this." I muttered under my breath.It was easy to slip into the drug since I was the only one who went to the coffee machine at that time.The door to Keith's office loomed ahead, slightly ajar. I could see him through the gap, hunched over his desk, papers strewn everywhere, his hair tousled from running his fingers through it repeatedly. His phone was cradled between his shoulder and ear, his voice a low, urgent murmur. Perfect situation for him not to think much of me being
JENNA POVI never thought I had it in me to treat anyone in that manner but it turns out I did.How dare she come near Keith and what the hell did she do to him?It's a good thing that he called me over earlier. Imagine if he was a second late.I turned to Keith after shutting and locking the door to his office. He appeared in pain and had already unzipped his pants while still being seated.His member was throbbing and he held on to it, gritting his teeth and sweating."Try the coffee," he said to me."Huh? What? Seriously, Keith. That's what you're worried about? What happened to you?" I replied, confused as I moved closer to him with a worried look on my face."Do as I say, Jenna." he groaned, relaxing his head back on the seat, "Drink the fucking coffee!" This time it came out as an order and I flinched, not expecting his voice to come out so sharp.I took his half-emptied cup of coffee and drained it of whatever was left."There. Happy no-" I paused, rethinking the situation as
My cheeks turned red as I felt a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. "You're insatiable," I teased, my voice still breathy.He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Only for you," he replied, his hands gently caressing my back while we stood there naked in his office. "I can't get enough of you, Jenna."I opened my mouth to speak but got interrupted by a knock on the door.I froze, my eyes locking with on Keith's in panic and a hint of residual lust. I quickly scrambled to grab my discarded clothes, the urgency in my movements heightened by the persistent knocking."Just a minute," Keith called out, his voice surprisingly steady given the situation. He tossed me my blouse, and I fumbled to put it on, my fingers trembling while he just got dressed casually.As Keith zipped up his pants and adjusted his shirt, I tried to smooth down my skirt, my heart pounding in my chest. The knock came again, more insistent this time."Keith, are you in there?" The voice belonged to Yil
KEITH POVIt's just been what? Like, two minutes? She stepped out for just two minutes and my men had already alerted me about her sister coming after her with a knife."Keith! Keith, we still have to handle this issue!" Yilena screamed after me, unaware of what was happening outside.I didn't bother to turn talk less of reply to her, all my mind and soul was set upon Jenna's safety and I swear, if that Sarah wasn't a woman, I'd beat her to a pulp!I sighted Jenna from a distance but as soon as I felt relieved nearing the road, I saw a face I never thought would show itself in front of me again."Whitaker..." I muttered his name, watching his kind-hearted smile turn to a wicked grin as soon as Jenna wasn't watching.His hand reached for her waist while his eyes were fixed on me and all I could think about was getting her out of there.Unfortunately for me, I only noticed it as a trap too late.I turned to see a car heading at me in full spread with the last thing I heard was Jenna scr
YILENA POVI slid away from Keith and Jenna under the guise of keeping watch, only to pull out my phone and make a call.Fuck, Keith. I'm not ready to die. Not yet. My deathbed can never be this close because of them.The man I shot, Leonard Whitaker, has been Keith's nemesis for as long as I can remember and he has found us out.I'm very sure he's not going to forget my face after I shot him and now I need protection from him too. There's no telling what will happen if Keith gets treated and decides to take everything upon himself.We'd be screwed.I watched my phone screen desperately as it was about to buzz for the last time.Thankfully, the person I called picked up in the last second and I breathed out in relief, just noticing that I'd been holding my breath."What is it?" she asked, her voice as hostile as the last time we met.I don't blame her for that, after all, she hates those who don't finish the job."Good evening." I greeted nervously."Girl. I do not have all day. What
WRITER POVThe grandiose library of the sprawling mansion was a scene of chaos. Rich mahogany shelves lined with leather-bound books bore silent witness to the drama unfolding below. The room, bathed in the soft golden light of chandeliers, was punctuated by the frenzied movements of two personal doctors tending to their injured patient.Leonard Whitaker, a towering figure in the business world, sat in a high-backed leather chair, his right shoulder soaked in blood. His tailored white shirt was a torn mess, revealing the ragged wound where the bullet had torn through. His face, usually a mask of controlled authority and false deceiving smiles, was now contorted with pain and fury."Goddammit, watch what you're doing!" Leonard bellowed, his deep voice echoing off the walls. His glare was fixed on Dr. Williams, who was pressing a sterile pad against the wound."I'm trying to stop the bleeding, Mr. Whitaker," Dr. Williams replied, his voice calm but edged with urgency. "You need to sta
SARAH POVI sat on the cold, unforgiving floor of my prison cell, knees pulled tightly to my chest. My thin prison uniform did little to shield me from the chill that seeped up through the concrete, but I barely noticed. My mind was a chaos of thoughts, all circling back to that moment, replaying it endlessly.I had been so close. The knife had felt heavy in my hand, a reassuring weight, as I had approached Jenna.I was close to ending her life, the one who had ruined everything, whose mere existence had twisted my life into a nightmare. I could still see her smug face, the casual way she moved through life as if she hadn't destroyed mine.What happened? I was so close I could have stabbed her damned stomach.Oh... Yes...My fingers twitched involuntarily, remembering the grip of the blade. I had imagined the look on her face, the shock, the fear, as I ended it all. My breath quickened at the memory, a mix of anger and regret surging through my veins. I had wanted to see her suffe
YILENA POV"That's Keith's wife you sick psycho!!"Nicola smirked at me from a distance, watching and enjoying my panic before she finally parted her lips to speak, "I'm aware.""The fuck did you do?! I told you to stop randomly killing people with your crazy mixes!" I screamed, my heart racing frantically.Nicola chuckled and then cleared her throat, "Oh, I did stop. Just gave her a mix for sweet sweet wet dreams." she added, "The lady's going to wake... Eventually."My eyebrows furrowed, anger filling me up, "EVENTUALLY?! Do you have a death wish?! She's not just any woman to him! I came here to avoid getting killed by the enemy, not to perish in this devil's fortress by Keith's hands!""My my, is that what kids these days call my home?"My entire body shot up and froze when I heard her voice. Shit! I'm screwed now. By the look on Nicola's face, I could tell she Big Mama was present and behind me.I felt her come close and hold my chin, squeezing tight and forcing me to turn and fac
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