His last minute bride

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I leaned on Don's shoulder, placing my hand on his chest. His hand wrapped around my waist made me feel assured.

I loved this man too much to lose him. Nope, I wasn't going to feel threatened.

Although, I still didn't want to lose my life. “She’s not good news, I don't understand why you're still so hesitant on involving the police.”

A pillow was on his lap, his laptop on the pillow while he did whatever business he did on it.

“I don't just want to make the public stir up. Also, it may not be good for the Silvers company. You should understand.”

But I didn't. Maybe because I wasn't born to run a company, but I knew that whatever happened to the Silvers was none of my business as long as my life and marriage was safe.

“Also, don't you think the police may be a little too much?” His gaze was still fixed on the laptop.

I bit my lips to suppress my annoyance. “Well, maybe it becomes too much when she tries to attack me.”

I pulled apart from him, laying on the bed, backing him.

“Eri.” He sounded tired, but I didn't care.

“I just want to sleep, please don't disturb me.” I was annoyed how he wasn't taking this seriously.

Maybe because she wasn't posing any threat on him but she was posing a threat to me and my marriage. Maybe it wasn't just as important to him as it was to me.

“I'm sorry.” I felt him drop his laptop on the desk beside the bed.

His figure landed beside me. His hands snaked its way down my arms, till it found my fingers that lay just below my breast.

That small action made me feel safe and realize how much I love him.

His lips were on my neck. “I know this is scary for you and I know you're not giving in to her threats because of the love you have for me.”

“And I also know that June could be a psycho sometimes.”

“All the time.” I corrected, hearing him chuckle.

“Okay, all the time,” he continued, “so I'll talk to her first thing in the morning. Let her know she should stay away from you because you're my one true love.”

I pivoted to him so we were just inches apart. “Let her know I'm not letting you go for the world.”

His arms wrapped my waist. “I'll surely let her know I wouldn't leave you to anyone, especially not to her.”

I giggled when he tickled my waist, leaning closer to link our lips.

***
Home was boring since Don had gone to work. I couldn't follow him since I was having a killer period cramps.

I'd taken the medicine Hane bought for me so the pain had subsided.

Still, I laid in bed all morning, reading a romance novel Hane had gotten me. She'd said it may distract me from the pain.

I wasn't much of a reader so I hadn't passed page five which was so frustrating as the book was obviously going to be interesting.

The door slammed open which startled me.

I was even more shocked when I turned to see June sauntering in, closing the door behind her. Her face red in anger. Her eyes were equally red.

I sat up. What was she doing here? How on earth did she get in?

“June? How the fuck are you here?” The way my voice didn't come out shaking or expressing my fear was something I couldn't fathom.

She scurried towards me. “You fucking idiot.” She sounded apoplectic, it made the adrenaline pop up in me.

“How did you get in?” I got off the bed, standing in front of her.

The sane part of my brain screamed at me to run off. Just push her and scream for help, but the insane part told me to confront her and not act cowardly.

Well, unfortunately I decided to go with the insane part.

“Get the fuck out of my house?" I ordered, sounding so relaxed, I questioned if it was actually me speaking.

“Your house? This fucking place was supposed to be mine if you didn't come to bring your bitchy self to it.” Her veins were literally popping out of her neck.

“It's not my fault you left your wedding.” I hoped that'd bring her to her senses.

She came closer, literally pinning me to the wall. “Not your fault?” Snorting, she continued. “I would be married and happy with Don if you hadn't given me your damn advice to run from my wedding, just so you could take my place.”

I creased my forehead. “Me? When did I give you any advice?”

“Forget it. You made Don shout at me today. You made him threaten me. We're lovers and shouldn't be fighting but you made that happen.”

I tried my best to calm my shaky body. “You two have never been lovers, it was just a one-sided thing so move on.”

Her eyes widened. “Move on? You stole my most precious possession and you tell me to move on.”

I had had enough of her drama. “I have no idea how you got in but leave before I call security.”

“Fuck off.” Her hands found their way to my neck.

It had come so unexpectedly, so I had no idea what to do.

I couldn't breathe. Her grip had become tighter. My period cramp suddenly regreeting me wasn't of much help.

Panic set in as I tried to gasp for air, but my lungs burned with an empty, desperate hunger. My vision began to blur, tunneling down to a narrow, dark point.

I tried to speak, to cry out for help, but my voice was trapped, silenced by the crushing pressure.

My hands flailed, trying to grab hold of June's hands or at least anything I could use as a means of safety but it felt like I was grabbing onto the air.

Dizziness suddenly arrived, threatening to overtake me.

I felt myself being pulled down, down into a dark, airless void. My mind raced, frantic with fear, as I realized I might never escape.

And yet, even as my body struggled to survive, my mind seemed to detach, observing the horror with a strange, numb clarity. I thought of all the things I'd never get to do, all the words I'd never get to say.

Don. I thought of Don and how lonely life would be for him. How he'd blame himself for it all.

Suzy and Rose. They'd be so devastated.

I had no idea how, but I heard the sound of the door opening and Hane running in in panic.

Before everything went pitch black, I noticed Don running in.

Then the darkness followed.