Leah finds herself, in yet another tragic predicament. Weeks after Sugar's death shes still unable to cope with his loss. She feels alone, and her only living thing she has from Sugar: her unborn child.
In the midst of all this, a man who only Suga...
Seeing his face now, fully in the light, was scary. My stomach churned as he smiled his wicked smile. Joe seemed to recognize him by the way he was looking at him. The man rests the gun on his leg and sits back.
"My name is Jord. Jordan. Jordy. Jord Liddell."he says, looking at me.
"I was the man your husband was working for. You know. His extra curricular activities."he smiles, nodding to the off limits room.
"What is it i can help you with, Mr. Liddell."i say.
He looks at me, smiling his wicked smile, and i notice that his canine teeth were filed into animal like fangs, which made him all the more terrifying.
"Well, Mrs. James, i'm not sure if you're aware, but your husband killed off 7 or 8 of my finest men. In our profession, when you lose one man, you can recover your loses quickly, yes. But 8 of them. A whole bloody crew."a look of anger crept onto his face.
"I lost billions of dollars. Billions. Thanks to your loving husband, my monthly in take has become staggeringly low. You understand, don't you?"he asks.
"So, it's money you want?"i ask, folding my arms.
"Mrs. James, i highly recommend that you don't stress yourself, being pregnant and all. I love babies, i'd hate for any harm to come to the little one."he says.
I cover my bump.
"I also highly suggest that you don't stress me. I much harder to talk to when i'm stressed."he says.
"How much do you want?"i ask.
He chuckles, causing his armed goons to chuckle as well.
"Mrs. James. I'd like it all"he says, picking at his fingernails.
"A-all of it?"i ask.
"Indeed. All of it. The billions he left to you. The million he left to them. All of it. And as I've come to know, you are the primary beneficiary of Sugars life insurance."he smiles, looking at me.
"I can't do that. I can't."i say.
"Yes, this i know."he stands, holstering his firearm under his arm beneath his jacket.
He walks over to Joey and grips his face, pulling it up so he could examine it.
"Did you know, that the law states that once a couple is wed, they're both entitled to any money that either of them have?"Jord asks, turning Joe's face side to side before letting it go and walking towards Ethan.
Ethan tries to jerk away as Jord grabs his face, but fails as Jord catches his face, examining it as he did Joey's.
"What's your point?"i ask.
He looks up at me, still holding Ethan's face.
"Then were to be married"he smiles.
A sudden "HA" broke from my lips on accident.
I cover my mouth as his smile dies down.
"What is it you find so amusing, Mrs. James?"he asks, dropping Ethan's face.
"The...the fact that you think i'd ever.."i slightly chuckle as he walks over to one of his goons.
He then turns back to me.
"Mrs. James. I urge you to reconsider."he says.
"No."i say, folding my arms.
He chuckles.
"Mrs. James. You're stressing me."he says.
"I'd like you to leave my house."i say.
He smiles.
"Once more, I'm going to urge you to reconsider."he says, sounding as if he was on the brink of sanity.
"And once again, i'm going to reject."i say.
His smile dies down. Suddenly, he reaches under his arm and pulls out his gun. He then shoots Joey twice in the chest. Ethan and I both scream as his body slumps to the ground. I fall to the ground beside him.
"NO! NO!"i cry out, pulling the gag from his mouth and cupping his cheeks.
Jord speaks over our screams.
"Quiet. Quiet. QUIET!"he shouts, silencing my whimpers.
He huffs as he runs his fingers through his hair. He then points the gun at Ethan and i scream again.
"No! Please!"i beg.
"Any further objections? Speak now or forever hold your peace."he says, beckoning the gun towards Ethan.
"Okay! Okay! I'll do it just please-please don't hurt him."i cry.
"Good"he says, holstering his gun one again before leaning over to his goon.
"I want the young one."he says, nodding to Ethan who was mourning over his fathers body.
I cry, gripping onto Joey's shirt.
"Mrs. James, get off the floor, no pregnant woman should be on the floor like that, up you get."he says, turning back to me.
I quickly get up, still sobbing and shaking as he walks over to me. He smiles, gripping my hands and kissing them both.
"I suggest you pack a suitcase. We're going on a trip."he says before dropping my hands and walking past me to the front door.
I shake as he exits the house. A man that could kill so carelessly. I try not to look at Ethan, who was sobbing, laying on his fathers chest. I take deep, hitching breaths as I cup my hands over my pregnant belly.
"Calm, calm, calm."i repeat to myself, tears streaming my cheeks.
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