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.”

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she might have faced a

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tone turned cold. “Aim for his

complying. “I

act felt no different from taking a life. It was

held Esther’s hand

so startled that she turned pale and fell into Bradley’s

and walked toward the pool. He tossed the hunting rifle to the

by the icy water. Her panicked movements made it seem as though she

Esther could see was a bright blur. She stopped struggling abruptly,

swam to Esther, encircling her slender waist with his arm, and kissed her

he lifted her

and Bradley helped Esther put it

up the rifle and

up the rifle and