My Lover, My Murderer
Mystery & Suspense, Espionage, Romance, Romantic Suspense, Fiction & Literature, Thrillers
| Author: | Loretta Lost | ISBN: | 1230002540849 |
| Publisher: | ThunderWords | Publication: | November 27, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Loretta Lost |
| ISBN: | 1230002540849 |
| Publisher: | ThunderWords |
| Publication: | November 27, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Vivianna
The day I found out I was pregnant was the day I found out what my fiancé really did for a living.
In the worst possible way.
And then he asked me to help him clean the bloodstains out of the carpet.
I refused.
He said it was fine. He would just have it replaced with hardwood floors.
But I really, really liked that carpet.
Like our relationship, the carpet was ruined forever.
I knew I had a terrible choice to make.
I knew I had to get away.
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Oliver
When I met her she was a fallen princess.
I did everything to help her get back on her feet. I paid her tuition, I bought her a house.
I held her when she cried. I listened. I got her the car she wanted. I bought her Louboutins when she graduated-- anything to make her happy. Anything to put a smile on her beautiful face.
She never asked how. She never questioned it.
Okay, so I wasn't exactly honest when I said I worked in life insurance. I mean, I do help people collect life insurance policies. The technicalities aren't important.
And she had the audacity to look at me like that! Like I was the lowest scum on earth. Like I was a scrub from that damned TLC song.
I may be a hitman, but I am not a scrub.
Doesn't she understand? Everything I've done, I did it for her. And our baby.
And if she thinks she's getting away from me that easily, she has another thing coming.
Vivianna
The day I found out I was pregnant was the day I found out what my fiancé really did for a living.
In the worst possible way.
And then he asked me to help him clean the bloodstains out of the carpet.
I refused.
He said it was fine. He would just have it replaced with hardwood floors.
But I really, really liked that carpet.
Like our relationship, the carpet was ruined forever.
I knew I had a terrible choice to make.
I knew I had to get away.
--------
Oliver
When I met her she was a fallen princess.
I did everything to help her get back on her feet. I paid her tuition, I bought her a house.
I held her when she cried. I listened. I got her the car she wanted. I bought her Louboutins when she graduated-- anything to make her happy. Anything to put a smile on her beautiful face.
She never asked how. She never questioned it.
Okay, so I wasn't exactly honest when I said I worked in life insurance. I mean, I do help people collect life insurance policies. The technicalities aren't important.
And she had the audacity to look at me like that! Like I was the lowest scum on earth. Like I was a scrub from that damned TLC song.
I may be a hitman, but I am not a scrub.
Doesn't she understand? Everything I've done, I did it for her. And our baby.
And if she thinks she's getting away from me that easily, she has another thing coming.
