FIVE | WRONG TURN

CHAPTER FIVE | WRONG TURN

“I can't help you Louisa. I'm sorry but I can't." I say head bowed in shame for being a coward.

If Damien is as dangerous as she made him seem then it was in my best interest to be on his good side if I ever want to walk out of this marriage with my head on my body.

There's a high chance that he'll catch me trying to kill him and it wouldn't end well for me. I wasn't willing to take that risk.

Giving her one long lasting look of sympathy, I start taking my leave but her voice stops me. “Why? Why wouldn't you help me? Ain't you desperate? Don't you want to leave?"

“I want nothing more in this world than leaving here and forgetting everything that happened. I'm not a murder, neither am I an assassin. I just want to leave here in peace and not with my body in pieces. I'm sorry for your loss and I hope karma hits Damien in his balls but I'm no god, I can't take life when I didn't make it. Please, find someone else for the job."

I go up stairs, planning to lock myself in the room while I make plans of escaping.

Louisa runs after me, gripping my hoodie tightly. “I will pay you. I'll give you any amount you want. I'll give you our whole empire if you want it. Name your price, I will pay you anything."

Forcing my cloth out of her grip, I continue movement, shaking my head in disapproval. “I don't want trouble, Louisa. I can't do it. Fight your battles yourself. It's your family, not mine."

I expect her to let it go but she catches my full attention when she laughs like an evil witch on crack. “Cut the innocent act, Bella. We both know it's a facade."

I refuse to show any reaction or let her words get to me.

Could it be that she knows about it? My greatest sin and shame.

“You think you'll be safe as long as you're on his good side, right? You think he won't hurt you? Bullshit! You don't know what's coming for you. You're not his first wife and you surely wouldn't be his last. He killed her too, his first wife. He stabbed her twenty times not giving a fuck about their child in her stomach. This is all a game to him, he finds pleasure in making innocent pretty girls like you fall in love with him and then he kills them. Is that what you want to happen to you too? Do you want to end up like Elma? He would never willingly let you go and you can't escape this mansion. Everywhere is heavily guarded and there are cameras in every corner. You're just another one of his toys, one he would play with till he's bored and then, he'll dispose you off to rot in hell. The only way to escape Damien's grip is to kill him."

I'm shaken up by her words, refusing to believe that someone could be this demonic.

I know he acts like a horrible person which he probably is but could he really be this bad?

I refuse to believe a human can be this vile. “I don't believe you. I don't believe anyone would do any of those things. I think you're just a bitch that wants all her son's money to herself and would do anything to get it. You're obviously making everything up to lure me into your murder scheme. I won't fall for it. Never!"

I ran into my room before she could say more to change my mind.

Closing the doors with a loud bang, I rest on the back on a wall then slowly slide down until I'm sitting on the floor.

My head is a complete mess.

Part of me believes everything she said was true but the other part of me thinks it's too far-fetched to be true.

I decide to take a bath to clear my head but while searching for new clothes to get into after my bath, I stumble upon a box in his walk-in closet.

Without much thought, I open the black box up and I'm hit with the bright beautiful smile of a woman not more than 22 years of age.

Her blonde hair is tied up in a messy bun and she's looking at Damien. A smiling Damien who looks like he's found the greatest treasure in her.

I look through the other pictures and find wedding photos of Damien and who I'm guessing is Elma. This confirmed that Louisa didn't completely lie, Damien was once married.

I continue looking through the photos and by the end of everything, I am sure that Damien didn't kill Elma. Even a blind person could feel their chemistry through the photo, not more in real life.

It was quite obvious that they were madly in love and Damien could never have hurt her.

“What then happened to Elma?" I ask myself as I begin to thoroughly search his closet, hoping to see something that would clear my curiosity.

I don't find anything apart from an unnecessary amount of clothes, shoes and other things.

Just when I give up, I find a black bag…a small black trash back. The bag was covered with a stack of clothes placed in a corner of the closet, where no one would want to go in fear of being drowned by the heaps of clothes.

The fact that a trash back is inside a walk-in closet was enough to draw suspicion.

I open it up and go through its contents.

Baby clothes and toys are all that's in the bag.

They were both definitely preparing to have a child.

At the bottom of the bag is a file. I open it up to find pictures.

One look at the pictures was all I needed to march down back to look for Louisa. “I will do it. I'll kill Damien Alejandro. I'm going to kill my husband."