Page 137 of Vows In Corruption

“From what you told Peter, I do.” I say, using my voice for the first time since all of this started.

A laugh leaves her. “When it comes to men like him, you have to give them the words they want to hear. Just because I told him that we should kill you, doesn’t mean that I’m actually going to follow through with it. I could think of a few reasons why keeping you alive could be beneficial.”

She slide her finger down my face, and I try my hardest to move away but I’m still tied to a chair. I can’t really move much.

“Why are you doing this?” The question has been plaguing me since my eyes met hers earlier. I’ve tried to come up with an answer but my head hasn’t been clear enough to figure it out.

“Why are you still tied to a chair?” She smirks down at me. “Or why am I working with Mr. Hill to take down Bennett?”

I don’t answer. She knows that I’m asking.

Her smirk grows even more. “Well, you’re still tied to a chair because I don’t know what you are capable of. For all I know you are a trained assassin and the second you are free, you’ll come for my throat.”

How can she be joking right now?

“As for the other question, Bennett took something from both of us, and we think it’s time for him to pay for his actions.”

Anger starts to boil inside of me. “His actions? What did he do? Besides raise your children and treat them as if they were his own.”

A slap land against my cheek and for few seconds the pain in my head is forgotten.

“You don’t know what you are talking about.”

“I know that you’d rather kidnap someone and work with a slimy bastard like Peter Hill than go to your children and make things right.”

A sharp pain radiates from my scalp as Marisela grabs me by the hair and starts to pull.

She snarls down at me, her face so close I can smell the minty gum she is chewing.

“If I were you, I would keep that pretty mouth of yours shut and not mention my children again.”

My head snaps back with so much force that it takes a second to stop the dizziness.

As my head settles, I come to the realization that if I ask the right questions, there is a chance that Marisela, might actually talk. Especially if it’s just me and her in here. I just have to make sure that I don’t say anything that is going to make her mad. The kids are off the table and I’m guessing so is Bennett’s brother, but I’m sure there are other topics that she would be more than willing to talk about.

Peter seems like a good place to start.

“How do you and Peter even know each other?” I ask.

The two of the together seems like a very odd paring. It’s unexpected and definitely not something I saw coming.

If the rumors that Bennett and Dante were telling about Marisela are true, then she is known to run with the cartel. As far as I know, Peter is nowhere near that level of shadiness.

For a second, I think that Marisela is going to ignore me, but then she starts talking.

“I guess you can say that we met by chance.”

A wave of pain hits my head, making me groan, but I try to ignore it. “What does that even mean?”

“It means that when someone puts outs a call to bring down a powerful billionaire, people come from all over the place answer. I was one of the people.”

I don’t know if it’s the drugs, but I’m having a hard time following.

“A call? What do you mean by “put out a call?’”

I swear I could hear this woman roll her eyes at me. “It means that Mr. Hill went on the dark web and started talking about how he wanted to bring down billionaire extraordinaire Bennett Lane because he took a role that was supposed to be his, and was looking for help to do it.”

The CEO title.

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