Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

I cringe inside. I needed to leave. The man was clearly a psycho and I wasn’t going to wait

here hoping for Calvary to arrive. Besides, if my neighbors had seen anything, wouldn’t

the police already be here?

“No preference? I guess I’ll just have to slit your throat. There is nothing more satisfying

like

watching the life of your victim leave their eyes” he says with an evil glint in his eyes.

He takes out a knife and starts flicking it up and down. I had only one chance to escape, so

I better

use it well.

I push myself backwards as hard as I can. I crash, my head hitting the floor hard. Pain

radiates

through my skull. Making the throb even worse.

I breathe in through the pain. Shit, the movies made this seem so easy. It wasn’t.

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“What the fuck?!” he growls in shock.

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With the chair broken, I’m free. I don’t give myself or him time to react. I get up quickly

and start running towards the door while untying my hands.

I don’t get far because he crashes into me. Making me collide with the wooden floor. He

turns me so that I am facing him.

“Did you honestly think it will be that easy to escape me?” he taunts.

Bringing my legs up, I knee him in the balls, making him release a shout. I take off again

not caring where I’m going. I just wanted to be away from him.

He recovers quickly, because soon after I feel a hand wrap around my ankle. He tugs and I

fall with a thud again, hitting my chin against the floor. He’s on me before I can recover.

“You bitch!” he shouts before slapping me hard across the face.

For a moment, I see stars and my vision blurs. Being hit by a man fucking hurts.

“Just because of making things hard for me, I’ll have my fun with you before killing you”

he says evilly.

I didn’t need an interpreter to tell me what he meant. I feel his hands on my hips as he

tries to drag my pajama pants down. Fear encases my bones. Is this how I was going to

die? Raped then murdered in my own home.

I fight him, but he pins my hands to my side. I still don’t stop.

“Please stop. If money is what you want then I can give it to you” I plead.

His hand was now inside my pants. His touch on my skin made me feel like retching. It felt

like slimy warms were crawling on me.

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He chuckles. “I don’t know who you’re trying to fool but I know you don’t have money. Not

the kind

of money I’m being offered, anyway”

He goes back to his ministrations. Just when I think all hope is lost, I see the lamp I had

dropped

when he hit me on the head. I reach for it and smash it against his skull. 2

He lets out a roar and falls back. The knife he had planned to use to kill me falls from his

pocket.

Not wasting any time, I take it and strike, plunging it in his thick thighs, right as my front

door

busts open.

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We both freeze in shock. With a curse, he recovers, quickly stands up and runs. Leaving

through my back door

Drake comes rushing through my kitchen door with two other men, I don’t recognize.

He’s bleeding from the head and looks like he’s about to collapse.

“You two get him. I want him caught at all cost” he tells them and they rush outside where

the man escaped through.

Drake comes and helps me up just as we hear sirens. He leads me to the living room

where he helps me take a seat,

The police rush in, followed closely behind by Rowan and Ethan.

“Search the place” the chief officer commands and the police scramble to do his bidding,

all except Ethan.

My head was killing me. My chin was throbbing and I could already tell that my face was

beginning to swell.

“How the hell did you let this happen, Drake?” Rowan snarls coming to my side, while

Ethan takes the other.

“I’m sorry boss, he ambushed me and hit me on the back of the head.” he answers

looking down. He was disappointed in himself, you could tell.

“What’s going on?” I ask softly, rubbing my temples.

“Drake was supposed to be protecting you!” Rowan answers through clenched teeth.

“What?”

“He was supposed to watch over you, make sure you weren’t harmed and he failed.”

Rowan was

angry and I just didn’t have time to deal with him.

If I hadn’t been attacked and I was more myself, I would have questioned why he had

Drake tailing me and why he didn’t consult me first before making the decision. I was too

tired though and I

just wanted to sleep.

“Are you okay?” Ethan asks, his hand softly touching mine. Concern in his voice.

His question and actions draws Rowan’s attention to us. His jaw clenches even harder

when he

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“My head hurts” I whisper softly and tiredly. Fighting back the emotions that threatened to

consume me.

I was almost raped and killed. I still couldn’t wrap my head around that.

I just wanted comfort. To lay my head on someone’s shoulder but I didn’t know whose it

should be.

Rowan, the man I’ve known and loved all my life or Ethan the man that is slowly starting

to mean

something to me.

Instead of choosing either, I decide to lay my head on the back of the couch and close my

eyes for

a minute. It was now just starting to sink in that someone actually wanted me dead. That

they had

promised a huge amount of money if the man succeeded.

Question is, who the hell wanted me dead so badly?