The Brother-in-law

The Brother-in-law

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Veronica Fredrick had a problem. The Ex brother-in-law she had secretly lusted for was now asking her to marry him. ••• My head was lifted with a maneuver of his hand. "A hustling woman," His hand mischievously moved from the nape of my neck and soon enough his thumb settled at the bottom of my lip. "A strong, optimistic lady." He added as his thumb tenderly pried my lips open and I could faintly taste leather in my mouth. "I often wondered if this Veronica Fredrick was really as he spoke, or was he just love sick," His thumb was slowly stroking my bottom lip. "And today, through an interesting coincidence, that same Veronica Fredrick appeared in my office looking for a job, as my contract wife." I hissed in a low as his stroking turned into kneading. "Such a woman wouldn't look for a job like this unless she has hit rock bottom." In an instant his thumb was removed from my lips, leaving me dazed as to what had happened. He stood up from the desk. "If you read through the details of this job correctly, you'd realize there is a one million dollar offer for the six month marriage duration." He said, walking back to his seat. My heart squeezed at the mention of one million dollars and the greed in me reared it's ugly head. I was broke.... I had really hit rock bottom, and not to mention my sickly mother that was forced to continue working as a teacher for the sake of buying her medicine.... I needed money..... I needed money real bad. "And it just so happens that Miss Fredrick has passed my interview," He laid back on his chair, gallantly like he had been built to sit on a throne. "Veronica Fredrick, let's get married."
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"I knew I'd find you, even if I hadn't searched for you by faith. I knew you'd cross my path again. Maybe we're destined to be. Get married and have children move in a house with white picket fence. Or better yet, we'll rule the world to bring it to its knees and have it confess we're its king and queen, then pull the trigger and have the peasants pick up its pieces ." She couldn't hear me as she slept peacefully. Unaware of who lurk just meters away from where she laid her head. Unaware of whom yearns for her presence, jealous of the air she breaths, that it gets to be trapped in her lungs. How easy it would be to take her with me. Just by some chance encounters on wrong timing did they meet. Laughing to himself, he carefully flicked the cigar out the window of her bedroom. He moved slowly over to where she sleeps kiss her forehead. And left the one thing she could recognize him with. "пока мы не встретимся снова, мой любимый" "Stay out of trouble my петарда" closing" her "door" quietly he made sure "everything "was to her liking Deposited some money in her bank account and fed the cat some treats. Then he went off into the night like a shadow returning to the darkness once it loses its light. Leave behind the only thing he knew would identify him his calling card.

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