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A year and a half later.

Denise and Jackie gave birth to two healthy little boys. Jackie, son named Heaven and Denise's son named Joyous.

However, the only two, Denise and Karen, were still married to their captures.

Chance felt like their sisterhood was a trap because of all the deaths surrounding the sisters' husbands and parents.

Chance made Karen a housewife, removing her from her family's influence.

The sisters haven't seen Karen in a year. After Jackie's husband's death, the sisters lived happy lives, because they were legally married they get to keep their husbands money and businesses, except for Karen and Denise. Who husbands were currently alive.

Drew being persistent always made sure he talked to Karen. He became a UPS deliver and always came to Chance's mansion every Friday with a disguise just to talk to his love. They created a plan together.

On the other hand, Karen had no choice but to obey Chance, or there would be hell brought on by violence. However, she noticed strange things about her husband that she never noticed before.

Karen went to dinner with her in-laws, Chance's parents. She hated them. They belittled her and made her feel less than.

They thought that their son was a walking angel. Karen agreed—the falling one, Lucifer. She and Drew had a plan: After today, their view of their son would change, and she'll be a free woman.

When she returned with her in-laws to her and Chance's mansion, they heard a noise of pleasure and pain.

Mr. Hemmingway, slightly nervous about the harsh noises he's hearing, said, "Did lovers break into your home?"

Karen, portraying her loving wife role, said "no, sir, Chance is here. Do you think he would cheat on me? I would get punished if Chance ever heard me ask you that"; she placed her head down like the abuse victim she was.

"Please don't tell Chance," Karen said, tears rolling down her face. I don't want to be hurt anymore."

Mrs. Hemingway looked at Karen up and down with a condescending tone; she said, "My son would never go against the contract even though your parents are grotesque thugs and now decaying corpses."

She continued, "Doesn't mean my son won't hold his end of the contract, and he has never touched you. You desperate imbecile, he told us about your behavior and how you needed to obey."

The noises increased the sounds of a male granting in an uncomfortable tone.

Mr. Hemmingway walked up the stairs to investigate the noise for himself. Mrs. Hemingway and Karen followed him, and as soon as he opened the door, he pulled out his gun.

To see his son, he's a legacy sleeping with a male with a purple wig, dress to match, and heels. Karen knew Chance was cheating, but she had no idea that he was gay. This made her smile because she knew what that meant about the contract.

As soon as Chance saw his parents, he pushed the man in a wig and dress away from him, and his father looked at him with disgust. His father shoots the male prostitute in the head and then aims the gun at his son.

Mr. Hemingway, angry with his son, said in a disgusted tone, " So that's why she's not pregnant; she obeys now. Why are you still sleeping with men? I told you I needed a male heir and my son to follow my orders several times."

He continued, his gun still aimed at his son: "The contract I created for this marriage. Neither one of you would step outside the marriage. This means the marriage is null and void. Do you know why I did that, son?

So you wouldn't ruin our family's good name. I thought your wife was clueless and didn't know how to handle a man. However, you proved you never wanted a woman."

Chance looked Dejected. His family was full of catholics. They look down upon him. His secret was out.

How did they even come back this fast? Then Chance realized it was all a setup. Karen knew the whole time. He couldn't blame her. Ever since he married her, he's been abusing her nonstop. I guess this was his karma now.

Mr. Hemmingway turned and looked at Karen, telling her to pack her things and never return home that day. Karen and Chance would be divorced because Chance broke the rules of the contract.

Little did Chance know that his father planned to strip him of everything related to his high ranking in the mafia and place his little brother in charge.

His father, even more ruthless than Chance, was planning to have his son executed; however, he had to make it look like an accident for his wife's sake.

Karen, packing her bags, turned to feel a gun in the back of her head. She heard a voice she feared since they met.

Chance said, "You bitch, you probably got me killed, and he hit her with the back of his gun. You're going with me? Then he pointed his weapon toward her.

Karen closed her eyes and prayed for a miracle: "Please, Chance. I'm with a child." Lying out of her teeth, she would say anything right now to save her life.

She knew that Chance needed an heir in the mafia business.

Chance froze as his parents walked in. "Get out, Karen; you better be glad I have some small respect for your father, or you will be dead; if you tell anyone about my son's affliction, I'll kill you where you stand. And you're not fooling anyone.

You're not pregnant, Karen. You told us at dinner Chance only made you sleep with him once a month. And the help said to me that he never climaxed in you because of the condoms thrown in the trash; now we know why." Chance's father said unhappy with his son.

Chance, at that moment, knew his fate, so he quickly looked at Karen and said, "Maybe I'll be better in the next life; I'm sorry, Mom," and placed the gun in his mouth and shot himself in front of his parents and Karen.

Chance's mother was the only one who screamed in pain as her son's body hit the floor. Chance's father is glad because he didn't have to plan his own son's death.

He did it to himself, and Karen was shocked and traumatized but free.

Karen packed all her bags and met Drew down the road. She called all her sisters. And told them. " one more to go" she hung up, then grabbed Drew and kissed him breathlessly.

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