Chapter 1 One

Wilona Lea Kendrick stepped out of her sleek, high-rise office with a radiant smile. The weight of years of dedication had finally paid off. She was now a regional manager.

Her general manager, Mr. Aaron Jerome, had personally congratulated her, his words ringing in her ears:

"Wilona, you are an asset to this company. Your leadership and vision will take us to new heights."

Pride swelled in her chest as she imagined the look of Sonny Kendrick's face, her husband for five years, when she told him about her promotion.

He would be proud and they could celebrate tonight. Dinner and she will open a bottle of the finest wine.

They hadn't had a romantic dinner in a long time and maybe it would lead to something more erotic.

Their daughter, Maya, usually went to bed early and there was no harm in expecting something tonight.

She and Sonny had both been busy lately and it felt like it had been a long time since they had touched each other intimately.

Usually they would just say goodnight with half-closed eyes, because they were too tired and sleepy. Even then it was rare for them to go to bed together.

Sonny is a brilliant engineer who runs a very successful and well-known engineering firm. He has just opened a new branch of his company in several areas and is keeping himself very busy.

With excitement thrumming through her veins, she decided to head home early, her mind filled with thoughts of the special dinner she would prepare.

She had barely stepped inside their modern minimalist house when something felt off.

The living room was unusually quiet. The television was off, and there was no sign of Elsa Lamar, Maya's nanny.

Wilona placed her bag on the entryway table and made her way upstairs. The master bedroom door was slightly ajar, a faint rustling noise coming from within. Wilona frowning. What's that noise?

She took a cautious step forward, her heartbeat quickening. Then she heard it. A breathy moan, a familiar voice gasping in pleasure.

"Oh my God, Elsa, you're so good," Sonny groaned as he gripped Elsa's breasts. "This is amazing, honey, your grip makes me almost unable to hold on any longer!"

"Aahhnnn... Babe, oohh... Harder, aahhh... Go deeper...."

Wilona's fingers curled into tight fists as she pushed the door open.

There, tangled in the crisp white sheets of their marital bed, was Sonny, the man she had loved and trusted for years and beneath him, arching in pleasure, was Elsa, her daughter's nanny.

Wilona's stomach lurched, and bile rose in her throat. The sight was so surreal that her brain refused to process it.

What were they doing? Shouldn't Sonny still be in his office and Elsa be picking up Maya from school. Why were they now on top of each other on her bed?

Elsa writhed wildly as Sonny moved in and out of her body quickly. Both of their breaths were racing and vulgar sentences were whispered to each other under heavy breaths.

A sharp gasp tore from Wilona's lips, startling the two lovers. Sonny turned, his face draining of color as he scrambled to grab the sheets,

while Elsa quickly got down to the floor while pulling the blanket.

The faces of the two lovers were pale.

"Wilona--" Sonny began, his voice hoarse. "Wh-why did you g-go home?"

Wilona should still be at the office. Usually she went home after six in the evening and the journey from her office to her house could take an hour. This was still far from her home time.

"Why did I go home?" Wilona said in a low, dangerous tone. "And why can't I go to my house?"

Sonny swallowed, while Elsa slowly inched behind him while dragging the blanket that covered her nakedness.

"I thought you were busy," Wilona hissed with a cynical smile on her lips. "Saving sick and injured people? Like your oath as a doctor? Instead of being busy venting your wild desires on a nanny, whom I pay to take care of and--"

Before she could unleash the full extent of her fury, something even more horrifying struck her.

"Where's Maya?" Her voice was sharp, frantic now. "Where is my daughter?"

Behind Sonny, Elsa lowered her head, her lips trembling. Sonny ran a hand over his face, sighing heavily. He forgot about his daughter.

"She's still at school," he admitted.

Wilona's breath hitched. It was already past four in the evening. Maya's school let out at three.

"You!" Wilona's voice cracked. "You were too busy screwing the nanny, and make her forgot to pick up OUR DAUGHTER?"

Guilt flickered across Sonny's face, but Wilona had no time for his excuses. Her fury was quickly overshadowed by panic. Maya was waiting in her school.

She checked her phone, which turned out to be dead because the battery ran out. Maya's school had probably contacted her many times, but her phone was inactive.

"If anything happens to Maya, I will kill you both with my own hands!" Wilona threatened she turned on her heel and bolted downstairs.

"Wilona, wait--" Sonny's voice followed her, but she ignored him.

She grabbed her car keys with trembling hands and rushed outside, her pulse roaring in her ears. She had to get to Maya.

She drove her car through the afternoon traffic. The clouds that hung in the sky seemed to represent her confused feelings.

Sonny had destroyed everything. Who knows since when he and Elsa betrayed her and did that obscene act in their house, in their bedroom. Disgusting.

Wilona's hair stood on end.

The man she had trusted with her heart had betrayed her in the worst possible way. And her little girl had been neglected because of his infidelity. Who knows how many times Elsa was late picking her up because she was too busy satisfying Sonny.

Tears blurred her vision. The sharp sting of heartbreak clouded her mind.

Then, in a single moment of distraction, it happened.

The blaring of a horn. The screech of tires. A flash of headlights.

The world spun. Metal crunched. Pain exploded through her body.

And then, the darkness embraced Wilona's blood-covered body.