Mr. Cordon's Wife (BOOK I) COMPLETED

CHAPTER EIGHT

ANOTHER DAY TO FULFILL, I HOPE YOU'RE ALRIGHT, RIGHT NOW. MAY YOU HAVE A POSITIVE VIBE RIGHT NOW. THINGS ARE CLEARLY STRUGGLE FOR ME. BUT I'M DOING GOOD. DON'T FORGET TO FOLLOW ME AND GIVE THIS ONE A VOTE.

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CHAPTER 8

T H I R D  P E R S O N'S  POV

A MAN looking at a picture of two couple together. His lips formed a smirk. And a wicked idea popped in his mind. He was wondering. How he wishes to kill someone, right now. No kidding. He's no saint. He had already killed someone and killing another one for him is not an issue.

His smirk widens. And turns into a laugh. An evil one. But even if he badly wanted to kill that person. But― 'The idea of killing is not exciting, it needs thrill.' he whispers in his mind.

"A game. I'm thrilled for that. How exciting, isn't it?" He mumbles himself with a smirk. Talking to his mind and totally agreeing to it.

He's up for something not good. An enemy is always up to something. Something not so good. When there is power, there is greed. When there is greed, there is evil within, always.

His not an enemy who just uses his fists but an enemy with a mind. An evil―kind of mind. Full of corrupted evilness.

He looked at the girl in the picture.

"This girl... how far can she endure? Might be better end it. Together with the man she loves. But― No! It must be something exciting." He roamed his eyes and his palm are together. And his mind forming an idea.

Then his lips formed an evil smile. "Secrets. Things that are hidden. Why not we expose them?" he tapped his fingers on the table while his other hand holds the picture.

"Just wait... I definitely ruin you. Totally." He gets the lighter, light it up and starts to burn the picture. And slowly he saws it burning fast. And then it was turned into ashes where it will perish, forever.

M E R C Y'S  POV