My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley picked up his razor and began to shave his stubble.

Suddenly, he halted and casually tossed the razor into the trash bin.

Upon inspecting his reflection in the mirror, he discovered an unexplained cut on his otherwise flawless skin, with a thread of blood seeping from it.

Did he love Esther? Had Kevin lost his mind due to excessive reading?

It was inconceivable that Bradley had fallen in love with Esther!

He turned his attention back to the concealed room housing the crystal coffin.

Unlike her initial panic upon first finding herself trapped within it, she now felt certain

“You’re awake?” Bradley asked.

Bradley’s voice and slowly turned to look at

anticipate a response from Esther as he nonchalantly stroked the coffin’s lid. He asked, “Interested in hearing

without uttering a word or displaying any

composed demeanor, Bradley was overcome by

pushed a button, and

gently folded over her abdomen. She made no attempt to sit up or escape

you,” Bradley sarcastically

remained collected, speaking slowly and deliberately. “You’re possessive. To you, I’m not a person. I’m an object to satisfy your physical desires. I’m no different from an

words, Bradley reached into the coffin and gently twirled a lock of her hair. As the hair wrapped around his finger, he was reminded of how