down the hall to Gutter’s room. Misty wraps her arms around me from behind in a comforting hug. She places her head on my shoulder and we stand there waiting. Waiting to find out how hard my world is about to be rocked.
Chapter 33
Escape
Magdalena
I never meant to lose my husband. I resent the fact that I have. Of course, I had been in a relationship with Jemma when I met Brick.
She was young, vulnerable, and gullible. I was able to talk her into anything I wanted and needed. What I needed was to escape Miguel.
I couldn’t live under his thumb for the rest of my life. I made the foolish mistake of making myself valuable to him, thinking it would keep me out of his and other men’s bed’s.
It had worked for the most part. Miguel refused to invite me into his bed because he didn’t trust me. I don’t blame him. He was well within reason not to.
I became a ringer for Miguel. I showed him my beauty could do more for him than make him money in some high-class whorehouse. I showed him I also had a brain. I became a lethal beauty.
I would set his enemies up to spill their secrets or just set them up for death. I’ve never taken a life directly, but I’ve been the cause of many demises. A distraction here, a distraction there. Once or twice, I’ve slipped something into a drink. Okay, more than once or twice.
I did what I needed to survive. Jemma was no different. She looked up to this cousin she had in the States. All she did was talk about him and how he made it out of their terrible life. She had dreams of doing the same. It didn’t matter how, she just wanted to live a life like he was living.
I took advantage of that. Miguel didn’t see how unhappy I was. He didn’t know I was plotting to leave. However, I should have timed things differently.
He’d sent me to get some important information the night I disappeared. It’s the reason he’s after me. I have the key to millions, and he wants it.
If I can help it. I’d rather die without him ever getting the answers he wants. After all he did to me, it’s the perfect revenge. He’ll never get his hands on me again.
I didn’t lie to Brick. Miguel did used to beat me. It was his way to control me. To keep me in line. To make sure I never got any ideas to turn on him.
The one lie I told Brick was that I didn’t care what he did or who with. I fell for him the moment he opened his door to me and Jemma. I’d had feelings for Jemma, but not like the ones I had for Brick.
I was just afraid of those feelings. I didn’t think I could ever trust a man. It was the reason I allowed Jemma to talk me into aborting my baby.
Our baby, I was the first to carry his child. I’d been shocked at first. We always used protection. Brick was adamant about it, and Jemma had made me promise.
She was so furious when I told her I was pregnant. Brick knew nothing about it. I cried for weeks after getting rid of my baby. Jemma tried to console me, but it didn’t work. I was crushed.
So, imagine how I feel now. That bitch Jemma is keeping her baby. She betrayed me in the worst way. Now, my husband has moved on and some little slut is pregnant with his child.
I thought I was going to hurl when I heard Brick declare his love for her and the spawn she’s now carrying. I’ve lost everything because of Jemma. Now Miguel is coming for me and I’m pretty sure Owen is going to have that bitch Reap try to kill me.
I have to get out of here before they come back. If I’m here when those two psychos Grim and Reap return my life is over. I know it.
I look at Sugar. She’s too friendly. If you get her comfortable she talks a lot. I know I can use that to my advantage. So, I put a plan in motion.
“Hey, I’m hungry. Is there something we can do about that?” I ask.
Sugar looks up from her nails and scrunches up her pretty face in thought. She rolls her eyes over me. I know she’s trying to calculate how much of a threat I