Forced Marriage: Escaping Her Monster

Jeremy was pretty happy as he walked through the hallways. He was planning on what to cook next for her.

I saw the pumpkins in Martha's garden read to be picked... So maybe that pumpkin pie pudding?

He was so happy, he wanted to go home to learn the recipe and give it a try before cooking for her.

At that time, his phone rang with a notification.

[Emma Cooper posted a picture...]

The notification read and he immediately clicked the notification. Emma had posted a picture.

Emma was with a bright smile sitting beside Gerard in the first class of a plane.

They waited for almost an hour for Jerlina to wake up but then since they had a flight to catch, they left.

It's better this way.

He looked at the post once more. There were some hashtags above the picture which he ignored as always. Although a millennial, he didn't like these social networking sites. He's only in Facebook upon Emma's insistence.

Seeing Emma's bright smile, his lips curved up too. But seeing the man sitting beside her, his smile diminished.

What do you see in a sleazy guy like him?

Who did he ask? Jerlina or his sister? Even he didn't know. Maybe that question is for them both.

He automatically liked the post and commented a heart emoji under the picture. As usual, he's the first comment under her post.

He placed the phone back in his pocket and that's when he noticed darkness in one part of the compound wall. The light seemed to have gone off.

Did someone break it?

That was his first thought.

All of his properties are heavily protected with CCTV cameras and there will be guards patrolling around all the time. But nothing gives protection like lights and so every nook and corner of his properties are well-lit. The low-life creatures only like the darkness and thrive in it. They cannot stand the light and light repels them.

He heard some shouts from that direction and he ran towards the darkness. He saw a couple of the security guards confronting a couple of guys and his lips curved to a smirk noticing their tattoos. Seeing the lights smashed, his blue eyes filled with ruthlessness.

"You know what to do," he told the guards and walked away.

Taking out his phone, he dialled the boss of the Flying Snakes gang.

"So... I have a couple of your guys f*cking around in the clinic," he smirked.

"Really?" the hoarse voice from the other end was reeking of indifference. It was as if he wanted his thugs to get caught to get a reaction from TJ.

"Meet at our usual place next weekend."

Jeremy wasn't provoked by his indifference and his reply was an order.

"Yo, TJ!" now the other guy was provoked. "Who made you boss? I'm not attending no meeting you ugly a** is attending!"

"I'll bring her with me and will leave her alone with you for five whole minutes. If you are a man, kill her then. Of course this offer isn't valid if I see any of your worms in my turf till then." Jeremy's eyes were sharp as he looked at the direction the screams of the two men were coming from.

The guards broke their arms and legs and dragged them to the tinted van. Those two were drug addicts and they probably agreed to damage the lights for drugs. They will be kept locked up by his people for two weeks and allowed to go through their withdrawal symptoms with no drugs. Their arms and legs won't be treated and they will rejoin at the wrong place making them unusable in the future.

If they dare to touch anything precious to me, they forfeit their right to their life as they know it!

"What are you planning, man? That's just one b*tch! For her you're gonna ruin the peace we agreed on?"

The guy didn't care for the screams of his men, but he didn't think TJ was saying he'd meet him in a week in good faith. He protected that b*tch for three months and hid her for a month from him and now he's saying he'd offer her to him?

He'd be a bigger fool to believe TJ than he was, when he accepted ten million dollars from a shady guy for killing one little b*tch. That guy said he'd give another twenty if he finishes the job.

"You took the first step to break the peace by touching my lights, Moses!" Jeremy's deep voice went deeper as his eyes shimmered with viciousness.

"Don't call me Moses you f*cking dog!" Moses Mosley a.k.a. The Shard Viper got mad. "Only my nana calls me that."

"And I know that you killed her for that. Now stay away from my turf, Moses," Jeremy still spoke without raising his voice.

"TJ! You're going too far for one b*tch! And imagine the bloodshed if a war breaks. Shouldn't you think about-" the Shard Viper got madder as he was getting ordered around. He wanted to keep the ten millions he received and wanted the twenty million dollars.

That's more than thirty kilograms of the good meth he could make in his lab and if distributed, it would give him more than fifty million dollars. He could become a global influencer in this trade.

He was told that b*tch had no one, but why is this TJ coming to her aid? Why him of all people?

"She's no b*tch, Moses... From now on address her properly. She is the 'Luna' of The Sapphire Wolves. No worm can get near her as long as I am by her side." Jeremy's tone of voice didn't change but his hand caressed his chest reflexively and the corners of his lips curved up to a smile.

"Luna? What f*ckery is this? Are you f*cking-"

"Wife. It means she is MY WIFE," answering him, Jeremy ended the call.

Running his fingers through his hair, he stared at the road. The members of that gang were all still staying on the road. The road maybe a public property, but the clinic still is his turf and the road belongs to him. But because of the peace agreement, he cannot drive them away.

He found it all very suspicious. What does Moses want with Jerlina? Why is he trying to hunt her and he is even willing to break the peace agreement regarding the Clinic to get her.

He rubbed his forehead. He cannot chase away those men unless he actually wants to start a gang war, but he can put checks on them using cops. Those guys won't touch a cop since if a cop dies, it would become a national issue and everyone knows how vengeful cops are when it comes to one of them. They will round-up every one resembling a gang member and clear the streets. It is for that reason, the gangs won't directly go against the cops.

The cops are here. Still... It is better if I stay here for the night.

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"He says she is his wife!" sitting in a big leather armchair holding a glass pipe in his hand covered with big diamonds in all his fingers, the Shard viper reported to the one who paid him.

"So?" the voice at the other end was chilly and devoid of any emotion.

"I won't return the ten million. I spent it on chasing her for the past four months. You can keep the twenty million."

"Why?"

The Shard Viper wanted to scream at the person at the other end and yet he held himself back. Although it is a woman, he felt an eerie vibe from her. He didn't want to piss her off.

"We have an agreement between our gangs that we won't touch the families of-"

"So?"

"We can't break our agreement."

"Really? I still see a way!"

Smoke rising from the glass pipe clouded the appearance of the Shard Viper pronouncing his volatility. Amidst the smoke, his lips stained with drugs curved to an impressed smirk as he heard what the woman said next.