Jessica didn't want to wake up that morning. She was tired with her life right now. How had she gotten to this point?. All she ever wanted was to get married to a rich guy and live forever after. She had all she ever dreamed of, designer shoes, cloths, bags, makeup, nice cars, expensive perfumes. She was actually living her fairy tale life but at what cost, her freedom.
She was a slave to the so called husband of hers who she detested so much right now. He used her as a sex slave, drug smuggler, assassin - she had to learn the art after marrying him - any evil and cruel thing he felt like. She was tired and to worsen things they couldn't have children. She had started taking depression pills but she knew she'll never get out of depression if she kept on being Diego's wife. She had nothing to live for no family, no friends, no child, nothing. Today she'll take her life. That should be the solution to all her problems. She'll be far away from him and he'll never be able to hurt her. She'll use his gun and frame him for murder. She still had marks on her skin from where he had beaten her up.
Jessica smiled for the first time in years. She had her bath, wore a nice dress, it was barely a dress more like ropes that covered essential parts, put on a bright red lipstick Diego's favorite, she was really feeling confident, exposing her skin to torment him with her scars and using the lipstick to turn him on. "Today is a good day" she thought, and out she went to look for her dear husband.
The house seemed empty, the body guards weren't around and some of the cars weren't in the garage, she was losing hope of finding Diego when she heard foot steps she turned around and saw a handsome looking man coming towards her with a gun. Her first instinct was to run but she wanted to die so she stood and looked at him waiting for him to shoot her. She was standing close to the pool and she was already seeing her lifeless body in the pool soaked with her blood, that was better than what she had in mind. At least she'll still die beautiful. Her eyes caught alcohol on a table close to her, maybe she should take a shot before she dies then it occurred to her that she was still alive, why hadn't the guy shot her?.
"Why haven't you shot me?" Jessica asked
"Who says I'm going to shoot you?" Handsome man asked.
"Well you're pointing a gun at me and I'm assuming you want to kill me because you don't point a gun if you ain't planning on using it" Jessica said
"You have a point there, I'll kill you after you tell me where Diego is"
Jessica went ahead to pour herself a drink
"I don't know where he is, I've been looking for him all day, I woke up to an empty house as you can see. Please can you kill me already?"
"You seem desperate to die"
"I've had my drink, and my life is pretty miserable, was planning on suicide, but you're here so you have to kill me".
Handsome man looked shocked at her reply then he really took time to look at her. The rumors must be real then, Diego did treat his wife like shit. She had scars on her body and bags under her eyes like she hadn't slept in days. Maybe he could bargain with her and find and ally in her. Someone to help him kill Diego.
"What if I offer you a job?, you help me kill Diego and I'll give you your freedom, take you far away from this place where no one knows you"
TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2.....Watch out for this space
