My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Esther’s eyes widened in surprise. It appeared she hadn’t heard clearly. She asked in a trembling voice, “What did you say?”

Bradley gently nibbled on Esther’s ear, his voice intimate, like a lover’s. “Esther, should it be an accident? Or…”

An accident? For some reason, when Esther heard the word “accident,” the first thing that came to her mind was Thomas’ accident.

“Bradley! What do you want exactly?” Esther asked, feeling helpless.

Bradley’s smile turned wickedly sardonic. “Esther, tell me, what can I do to ensure that a man who desires my woman will never think of coveting her again?”

“Bradley! We’re divorced!”

Esther knew she shouldn’t provoke Bradley at a time like this, but she couldn’t control herself. She turned around in the confined space of the crystal coffin, locking eyes with Bradley’s intense gaze.

“The court has already finalized our divorce.”

I told you, this

Esther’s beautiful eyes. “Bradley, if you hate

everything would come to

for life but be unable to find death!”

herself any longer and bit into Bradley’s

flowed from his wound, trickling down her neck

remained unafraid and even laughed somewhat maniacally. “What? Reluctant to

pinched Esther’s chin, his cool fingers caressing the blood on Esther’s

Esther asked, “Bradley, what… What do you

Bradley smirked and

had become the master

her to

her

her to be his captive