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The Billionaires Desires novel Chapter 2

“Oh, come on Hillary, let’s put off the pretense. You know exactly who I am, you man thief. You stole my man from me, you ruined my perfect plans. And guess what honey, I couldn’t steal him back from you no matter how hard I try. You had your claws rooted deep within him, making it virtually impossible to get him away from you. That is why I turned a blind eye when his death was being plotted. 

I could have saved him, Hillary, I could have warned him not to go, but I let him go to his death, letting him die like a piece of crap that he is.” She said with a light giggle, looking deeply into my eyes, acting like a freaking lunatic. I wondered why she is telling me all this when she knows that I would run off to the cops immediately she turned her back to me. 

“You are right, Ariel. I know you and guess what else I know, I know that you aren’t really Nathan's wife. He never married you, I’m very sure about that, what I don’t know is why you are telling me all this when you know that I could get you arrested as an accomplice for murder?” I told her pointedly, staring back at her, letting my hard gaze rest on her. I knew she was a snake but I didn’t know that she could go this far just to get her revenge, why is she so evil and desperate.

“Oh my dear Hillary, you’re so slow on catching up, I don’t like that, I need you to know exactly what I plan to do before I can say it. I need you to anticipate my actions. For your information, dear girl, I’m telling you all this because  I’m about to kill you.” She said smugly, smiling proudly as if she had just said something great.

“You’re insane, you’re so fucking insane. If you think I’ll ever be scared of you, then you need to think again. I ain’t scared of you, not one bit. And guess what, I’m going to turn you in, I’ll make you pay you bitch!” I yelled in her face, causing her to burst into a fit of historical laughter.

“No, Hillary. You ain’t gonna tell anyone about this, you know why?

It’s quite simple babe, you are going to die right here in this house today, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this day, you whore. You took him away from me, I should be his wife, not you, you bitch!!!” she shouted at me looking so furious that I thought she would explode in anger.

“You selfish bastard!!!

You murderer!!!

You’ll never get away with this, not when I’m still alive. I’ll make you pay, you’ll fucking rot in hell, you bitch, you whore!!!” I cursed out loudly, earning a hot slap from her that turned my head the other way.

“You have no fucking bitch!!!

You have no idea what I’ve done to get to this position. I’ve killed everyone that ever wanted to be with my man, I never let them succeed. I killed them all. I’ve worked so hard to be a Trent, it was working according to plan until you came along and ruined everything. Nathan was mine, you whore!

“Yes, I will, Hillary but too bad you won’t be here to witness it.” She said with a smirk, signaling to the guys that have been standing by the door, asking them to come forward.

“I don’t want any mistakes or surprises, kill her and dump the body in the refrigerator.” She ordered them sternly, turning to pick her Gucci bag from the couch before turning back to me with that sick smile of hers.

“That will be all now, dear Hilly. I have to run along right now, I’ve got a photo op to go to, and most importantly, I need to plan my husband's funeral. 

Gosh, it’s so hard to plan a funeral, especially, the funeral of a billionaire's heir. It takes a lot of planning and don’t forget, I need to practice how to shed a few tears, it’s so hard to cry for someone you detest so much, you know what I mean right?” she asked in that sick mocking tone of hers, making me so angry that I got up to attack her. She moved out of my reach, tripping me with her feet and I stumbled and fell to the floor. Before I could stand up, her goons were upon me, beating the crap out of me, I screamed as they hit me repeatedly while Ariel stood aside laughing at my plight. They didn’t stop hitting me, not even for a second, I kept screaming on the floor, begging them to stop, and then they did. They all just stopped and I could faintly hear their voices as they yelled hysterically,

“Out... Out... Out... Out through the back door.”

Soon everywhere was so quiet and still, I wonder what was going on.

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