My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“I really was wrong! I’ll never do it again!” Mike pleaded.

Bradley cruelly smirked as he pulled Esther into his arms, his warm breath brushing against her ear. “I’ll teach you a game.”

Esther was too nervous to move and remained still.

Bradley spoke slowly. “Come, hold this.”

Esther’s shock from the four brutal shots Bradley had fired in the basement lingered. She followed Bradley’s instructions, gripping the hunting rifle.

“Yes, just like that.”

The rifle felt heavy in Esther’s hands.

Bradley reached over considerately, assisting her in holding it. Patiently, he guided her through the operation step by step.

“If I hadn’t arrived in time earlier, you might have suffered at the hands of this repulsive man.”

heart ached

his timely intervention, she might have

do you want from me?” she

“Aim for his forehead and

from complying.

different from

Esther’s hand and pulled

that she turned pale and fell into

He tossed the hunting rifle to the floor before

startled by the icy water. Her panicked

sunlight. All Esther could see was a

waist with his

a splash, he lifted her out of

white bathrobe, and Bradley helped Esther put

up the rifle and point

struggle, Esther reluctantly picked up