Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Lacey, in the midst of one of her rambling bitch fests, had claimed that she was given a ride from the hospital by who I’m sure she thought was another mark, only to find her ass on a boat going to who knows where.
As I said, the place was beautiful, but there were no houses as far as the eye could see, just some huts off in the distance and what looked like half-naked people milling about from place to place, not paying us any attention, which I found strange.
“Why did you bring us here?”
“This is going to be your home for at least five years.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Mr. Jacobi wanted me to tell you that with good behavior if you still want to, you can leave the island after five years is up.”
“You can’t do that.” Lacey started yelling and cussing, blaming me somehow for this shit that I knew nothing about. I, in turn, warned them, there were three of them, that I would kill her ass before they got back on the boat. They didn’t seem to care.
“You two might want to calm down and listen because your life might depend on it. The penalty for adultery or infidelity here is death. So you can decide now if you want to enter as a married couple, or if you want to meet someone here. You can also choose to remain single for the next five years, but if you’re caught having relations with anyone here, your life will be forfeit.”
What the fuck kind of bullshit is this? I can’t marry this bitch because I hate her more than words can say. I’m sure she doesn’t want to marry me either because she’s the only one on this island who knows that I have a small dick, something I am sure she’d be more than happy to share with the locals.
“I won’t marry him; I’d rather shoot myself.”
“Be my guest bitch. I doubt they have penicillin here. I’ll be sure to tell the locals about your disease-infested ass.” I was heated and was thinking of ways to get back on the boat without anyone noticing when one of the men walked away to meet one of the locals.
They exchanged words while looking back at us, and I felt the world spin. This can’t be real. This has got to be some kind of joke. How the fuck did I end up here just because I fucked this bitch? I glared at her with all the hate I felt and promised myself that the first chance I got, I was going to end her life.
NATALIE
Thank heaven, someone else sees what I see. I was feeling hopeless there for a while after talking to Garrett’s Mom. I can’t for the life of me understand how she could just accept that stranger into her family, but now I know from Sabrina that it was all for show.
Of course, I should’ve known that the family wouldn’t want a scandal, so they’d join ranks to show a united front. The fact that they hadn’t been cold to me when I visited should’ve been proof enough that they hadn’t forgotten me.
But the way they reacted when I mentioned my doubts about this girl and Garrett’s marriage made me doubt. Now, in the last few days, Sabrina and I have grown close, closer even than we had been in the past when I was dating her brother because back then, I just saw her as a brat who was always trying to take her brother’s attention away from me.
Who would’ve thought we would be here now, almost like sisters. She’d even taken an interest in my kid, which was for the best because if things go the way I expect, she’d soon be his aunt. I knew through her that Garrett was coming home soon and had drawn the conclusion that he was the one to send the message through her because the jealous bitch he had married had made him block me.
I can’t wait for her to get here so she can see how things really are. It’s good that she’s coming so she can see firsthand that she’s not one of us and will never be accepted by anyone.
ALYSSA
“You look amazing, stop fidgeting.”
“Who’s fidgeting?” I was more nervous about how the night was going to end than anything else. I’d seen enough in the last few days to know that Natalie was not sane. Not that she’s certifiable, but she seems to have an aversion to reality.
From what I’ve seen, she’d only attack the baby if he’s in the direct line of fire, and since he should be in bed by the time the night ends, he should be safe. Still, I’d made sure that Sabi spoke to the nanny and warned her to be on alert.