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My Lover, My Murderer

My Lover, My Murderer

Paperback

General Fiction

ISBN10: 1090289545
ISBN13: 9781090289544
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Mar 13 2019
Pages: 300
Weight: 0.65
Height: 0.63 Width: 5.06 Depth: 7.81
Language: English
Vivianna

The day I found out I was pregnant was the day I found out what my fiancé really did for a living.
In the worst possible way.
And then he asked me to help him clean the bloodstains out of the carpet.
I refused.
He said it was fine. He would just have it replaced with hardwood floors.
But I really, really liked that carpet.
Like our relationship, the carpet was ruined forever.
I knew I had a terrible choice to make.
I knew I had to get away.

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Oliver

When I met her she was a fallen princess.
I did everything to help her get back on her feet. I paid her tuition, I bought her a house.
I held her when she cried. I listened. I got her the car she wanted. I bought her Louboutins when she graduated-- anything to make her happy. Anything to put a smile on her beautiful face.
She never asked how. She never questioned it.
Okay, so I wasn't exactly honest when I said I worked in life insurance. I mean, I do help people collect life insurance policies. The technicalities aren't important.
And she had the audacity to look at me like that! Like I was the lowest scum on earth. Like I was a scrub from that damned TLC song.
I may be a hitman, but I am not a scrub.
Doesn't she understand? Everything I've done, I did it for her. And our baby.
And if she thinks she's getting away from me that easily, she has another thing coming.

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