Page 17 of Behind the Scenes
And what an unimaginative, unworthy ring at that. I didn’t need the cameras for that part. I could tell by the sound of it falling into the glass that it was less than a carat.
I would never insult her like that.Never.
But inside, another emotion was brewing.
I was jealous that she even entertained the thought of sleeping with him, and I didn’t want her with anyone else, but more than that, I felt bad for her.
I loved her. I truly did.
All I wanted was to see her happy. So, to hear her being treated so awfully made me angry. And I would make him pay.
But first, I needed to make her mine—or at least bring her to my side—so I could show her how good we could be and how these other people didn’t matter.
I just wanted to spoil her the way she deserved. There would be nothing on this earth that would make me happier.
An idea popped into my head. One that would most certainly get me in trouble… but it would be worth it in the end.
After this, she wouldn’t be able to get rid of me.
It wasn’t often that Laura walked home. She usually had a driver who took her to and from the office.
Except on the days when she had a business dinner.
She made sure to leave the office exactly forty minutes before she was set to meet her client. She always had to get there first. Always had a table reserved and often had ordered in advance.
She picked an Italian place that had been owned by the same family for several generations. They knew her by name and greeted her like family every time.
They were secretive and trustworthy, which was exactly what she needed in her line of work.
And she wasn’t the only one. This spot might look like a family restaurant, but it was actually a great place to make deals in the dark. The family acted as protection for some of their favorite customers.
One of whom just sohappened to be Laura.
Still, it was in a not-so-safe part of the neighborhood. It came with the territory. But even so, as long as I had been watching her, there had been no sign of anyone causing her trouble.
She walked the dark streets without even so much as a glance over her shoulder. Proof that she had been doing this for far longer than I had been watching.
Which meant her guard would be down.
The sun had set fully just a few minutes before she was set to walk through the specific secluded alley that led to the back door of the restaurant. The only things in that alley were the dumpsters and an emergency exit or two for the apartments above.
But most of the windows were high up, and it wasn’t likely they would catch on to anything. A risk, but not a big one. One I was willing to take for her.
I also made sure to block the door from the outside just in case anyone decided they wanted to go for a smoke break.
I was risking my cover. For the first time, I was letting her see the darkness inside me.The monster.The one who desperately wanted to feast.
For her.
He wasn’t my normal victim. Another risk I was taking.
My chest heaved as I took in one deep breath after another. The air around me was cool, but my blood and skin felt like they were boiling.
I let out a crazed laugh at the man when I stabbed him. This time, it felt less like a hobby and more like something I needed to do.
This part of my life came easy… once I accepted it.
Like breathing, burying a knife into a human chest came naturally to me.
