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.

an eternity, Bradley stopped and looked at

I don’t care if you pretend to be dead, crazy, or have amnesia. I want you to remember…”

face the

that, Bradley forcibly took Esther

thoroughly washed herself before Bradley. He stood at the bathroom door, his

She had recently experienced an

access the secret room?” she

secret chamber with a

a task she was accustomed

door to the chamber again. An unexplainable rage boiled within

Mandy’s bedroom

had just fallen asleep and was rudely awakened by the furious knocking. She removed her silk eye mask and took a few deep breaths to control