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“No, you can’t have me,” I protest, choking back tears.

He smiles and runs a hand through his hair. “I beg to differ. I’m noticing how you never asked how it was I managed to kill your late husband.”

“The servants helped you,” I fill in.

He claps, applauding me. “Not just thembellezza, his cousin too. Donachie De Lucca is one mean twisted son of a bitch. Worse than me.” He starts laughing and nods his head. “Your dear late husband had garnered far too much power when he became boss. Was taking it all for himself.Greeeeeedybastard he was. Fuck, Antonellas are twisted fucks, but even we know to share when it comes to family. We share the wealth, share the load, watch each other’s backs. Shit like that. Him, though wanted to run his family out of business. That’s where I came in.”

Christ there seems to be so much more to this than I ever imagined.

“I was to kill Antonio and my prize was you,” he informs me. “You the wife I’d paid a deposit on my next installment of fucking. Cost me three million this time, with a deposit of one and a half mil. With him dead it’s half price.Bargain.”

He’s talking about me like I’m a thing.

Of course I am, of course that is what I am. A thing.

“No, I will never let you touch me again.” The tears come now and I curse myself. I didn’t want to let him see me cry again.

He walks up to me and pulls out a small case. Inside is a camera. He holds the camera out to me and presses the button on top.

An image of the two of us fills the screen and my hand flies straight to my mouth.

It’s us, me with him. Me on the bed at the villa, on my hands and knees with him behind me pounding into me.

It was filmed.

Antonio did this.

Antonio did this to me.

“It’s a keepsake. A memory I paid to keep of you.” He leers.

Chills race down my spine when he reaches out and touches my cheek.

“How could you be so vile… how could you?” I don’t know why the hell I bother.

Why am I bothering to appeal to his human side. He has none.

No human being would do this to another.

“Charlotte, vile is me. I don’t know any other way.” When he gets closer the smell fills my nose… that smell.

I think I know what it is now - it’s human flesh. It’s the smell of rotting flesh.

“I won’t go with you.” I lash out and back away.

He laughs and makes a show of wiggling his fingers. “Oh yes you will, or guess what? That school will get a copy of this tape. Principal Carson will get a good run down of what a good little slut you are. I’ll let him know about your daily charges and just how much a slut like you costs to fuck.”

“You know that wasn’t my choice!” I scream.

“Does choice really matter here baby? I don’t choose to be this good looking but I fucking am. People make the mistake of thinking I’m a nice guy, that’s not my fault but their choice. Doesn’t change the fact that they choose what the fuck to do and believe. Just like you. So that’s the picture.My plan.”

I shake my head and he nods.

“You’re evil,” I balk.

“Yes I am. I fucking am one evil fucker. I want you but I’ll give you the chance to get yourself out of the situation by repaying the one point five millionwith interest.”

I start crying harder. “You know I don’t have that kind of money.”

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