Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

26. Wanted dead

I open my eyes to find myself in the living room, my hands tied to the back a chair.

“Ahh, you’re awake. I was wondering how long it would take you to wake up, after all, I prefer having my victims conscious when I kill them” the man’s voice sends chills down my spine.

He rounds the corner and I get to see him. At least parts of him since he had his face covered. He was a big and burly man. His arms alone, looked like they can crush a person’s head. He screamed danger and not because I was currently his victim. There was just something menacing about him.

He takes a seat in front of me, with a glass of wine in his hand. My glass and my wine. He looked

so comfortable, like this was his house.

I try to get free, but the ropes are tight.

“You can try all you want but you’re not getting away from me this time” he chuckles. “You’ve

caused me enough trouble and I don’t like trouble”

“Who are you and what do you want from me?” I ask him.

Maybe if I can get him to talk I can get something from him and buy myself some time. There is

no way no one noticed someone breaking into my house, right?

“Let’s just say I’m someone who really wants you dead”

The urge to roll my eyes is strong. I mean, it’s kind of obvious he wants me dead. That’s why I’m.

currently tied to a chair in my own house.

“Are you one of the goons that are after my family? You got the wrong person if you think that

killing me will mean anything to them”

He laughs loudly. Full on belly laugh. As if I said the funniest thing in the world.

Fuck! I was hoping he would be part of the criminal gang that killed father. It would be so much

easier to reason with him. To make him see that I don’t mean a thing to Rowan or my family. If I’m

wrong and it’s not the gang after me, then it means I am totally screwed.

“No darling, I’m not part of any gang, but someone promised me a very good pay if I delivered the

news of your untimely death” he tells me gruffly. 4

I stare at him with shock. “Someone is paying you to have me killed?”

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and that’s why I

calling me darling!” I

that someone wants me dead so badly that he or she is offering

not anyone important, so who the hell would want me dead? I have no enemies, well except for Emma, but Emma wouldn’t go to that extent just to get me out of the way,

everything that has happened

sure about that? People do crazy things in the

doubt my own sister. How fucked

the sound of glass shattering hits my ears. I turn to the

mocks with a devious

broken my glass intentionally. He stands up and starts pacing but not

it. There is so many ways to kill you” he turns to face me. “Do you have any preference on how

going to wait here hoping for Calvary to arrive. Besides, if my neighbors had seen anything, wouldn’t the police already be

to slit your throat. There is

life of your victim leave their eyes” he says with an evil glint in

it up and down. I had only one chance

use it well.

as hard as I can. I crash, my head hitting the floor

skull. Making the throb

the pain. Shit, the movies

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fuck?!” he growls in

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myself or him time to react. I get up quickly and start running towards the door while

into me. Making me collide with the wooden floor. He turns me so that I am

you honestly think it will be that easy to escape

him in the balls, making him release a shout. I take off again not caring where I’m going.

I feel a hand wrap around my ankle. He tugs and I fall with a thud again, hitting my chin against the floor. He’s on me before

shouts before slapping me hard across

moment, I see stars and my vision blurs. Being hit by

I’ll have my fun with you before killing you”

tell me what he meant. I feel his hands on my hips as he tries to drag my pajama pants down. Fear encases my bones. Is this how I was going to die? Raped then murdered in my own

him, but he pins my hands to my side.

If money is what you want then

touch on my skin made me feel like retching. It felt like slimy warms were crawling on

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“I don’t know who you’re trying to fool but I know you don’t have money. Not

being offered,

ministrations. Just when I think all hope is lost, I see the lamp

hit me on the head. I reach for it and smash it against his

back. The knife he had

take it and strike, plunging it in his thick thighs, right as

busts open.

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recovers,

kitchen door with two other men,