My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“Who is he?” Bradley asked.

Esther gazed into Bradley’s crimson eyes and mockingly asked, “Mr. Warner, aren’t you really that clever? Can you guess who he is?”

“Don’t provoke me…”

“Provoke?” Esther replied calmly, “Is this provocation? No, I’m just stating a fact.”

Bradley let go of Esther’s chin and pushed her onto the bed. His imposing presence overwhelmed her.

Esther didn’t resist or struggle. She simply looked at Bradley’s handsome face and whispered, “You’re not him.”

The man she had once admired, the man in her heart, could never be like this.

felt like an eternity, Bradley stopped and looked at

want you to remember…” Bradley spoke arrogantly. “Until I’ve had enough of

you’ll face

that, Bradley forcibly took Esther into the bathroom. “Clean yourself

before Bradley. He stood at the bathroom door, his intrusive gaze fixed on

Esther put on a bathrobe. She had recently experienced an allergic

you access the

secret chamber with a

crystal coffin, a task she

door to the chamber again. An unexplainable rage boiled within

stood outside Mandy’s bedroom door, knocking

asleep and was rudely awakened by the furious knocking. She removed her silk eye mask and took a few