Chapter 119: Chapter 119

JUNE

With the phone in hand, I strode towards a still shell-shocked Edith. I smirked, loving the way her ugly face writhed in anger.

“You know, it was fun playing with you, Edith.” I raised the phone, waving it in her face. “You are just a bitter woman who deserves to be shackled for life.”

“You played me all along? I assumed you were naïve!”

“Naive?” I scoffed, raising the phone. “Well, I just learned something today. Before Mark told me of his encounter with you, I assumed you were only involved in sending the thugs to me. Who would have predicted that you are a bloody killer!”

Before the detective could stop me, I slapped her. The resounding slap reverberated in the silent room, startling everyone around me.

“June!” Kristen rushed towards me, but I raised my hand to stop him, smiling apologetically at the detectives. “I just wish to speak to her about something. I hope I'm allowed to do that?” I charmingly smiled at them, making adorable faces.

“As long as you don't get physical, Miss Storm. You can do anything," one of them said, unable to resist my charms.

“Thanks, I won't.” Beaming cutely at them, I turned to deal with Edith, who was glaring daggers at me. “How the mighty has fallen, Edith.”

“Do you think you have won, June? Wait until I get my hands on you! I will shred your flesh off your bones!”

“Oh, let's see. When do you think that will be? Do you assume you will be let off the hook easily? Let's see… Murder, assault and attempted murder. Wait, that's true! Image disparagement and infringement of privacy. I can go ahead and detail your crimes. Do you want that?”

“Bitch!” she spat out through gritted teeth. “I hate you!”

“The feeling is mutual, love. Don't fret, I will certainly visit you in prison.” With a smile at the restrained woman, I turned to face Kristen. “Let's go home. I need to rest.”

“I will destroy you, June! Just you wait! I will kill your baby! You don't deserve any happiness! Kristen is mine and will also be!”

Had it not been for the handcuffs and the police officers holding her, she would have attacked me. There was no doubt about it. The fire in her eyes was unmistakable.

“Delusional, are we?” I mocked, turning to confront her once more. “Good luck, Edith. We will meet in court. Let's see if you can keep that doll face of yours forever.”

A smile tugged at the side of my face at the thought of what I was designed to do. Since she didn't think twice about hurting me, I will do the same.

Two can play the game.

Suffer not a witch to live…

****

Mark left the moment we reached home. He received a call from his father and had to rush over to know what the call was about. He luckily evaded my question. It was still a shock to learn that Mark loves me. I know I had an inkling of that some time ago, but I never thought it would be true.

He has repeatedly made it seem like he doesn't believe in love while sticking with me.

Favour and Henry rushed over when Kristen called them. I begged him not to let them know about it, but he stubbornly called them, claiming they needed to know. But I sense that he's only trying to warm his way to Henry.

He has always tried to act like a good son-in-law to my father. It's ridiculous, actually. But who am I to complain?

They imprisoned Edith at the station, to be tried five days from now. The recordings and pictures taken were sufficient evidence, coupled with the messages she swapped with Mark and the thugs that injured me.

The police are in the process of apprehending them and I hope they all are caught. Those men don't deserve to live! I hope they rot in the hottest part of hell for having bad intentions towards me.

“Still thinking of what happened today?” Kristen asked as he joined me in bed, wrapping his hands around me and pulling me close to him.

“Yep.” I nodded, seeing no reason to lie about it.

“You don't have to.” He placed his nose on my left shoulder, trickling me with his breath.

“Stop it!” I giggled when he repeated his actions.

“Why?” He pecked my shoulder blade. “I'm bored, June.”

“Bored?”

“Yep. My fiancée is busy thinking of others. She doesn't want to pay attention to me!”

“Oh, come on.” I turned to face him, smiling at the adorable pout on his face. “What else do you want me to do? Stare at you all day?”

“That doesn't sound so bad.” He nodded, placing his hand under his jaw.

“Yep, it doesn't.” I settled down on the bed and lay my head on his thighs, peering up at him with a smile. “I love you, Kristen,” I purred, knowing he would hear.

And he did.

“I love you, June. More than you can ever imagine. This man sitting here is smitten by your beauty.” With a smile on his face, he leaned down to kiss me.

It was a soft, chaste kiss. It wasn't a full-blown passionate one, but it was enough to make my stomach flip. The butterflies in them took flight, each eager to make it out.

“Even before you confessed to me, June. I've always loved you.” He ran his right fingers through my hair, gazing at me. “Perhaps, you worked your magic on me, snagging me up before I knew what was happening.”

“It's fate, Kristen. My mother… Perhaps I was sent to fill the void my mom created in your heart.”

“So, I was thinking….” He trailed off, looking uncomfortable.

“What's it?”

“You know, I would have been your father had Mary not cheated on me.”

“Thank God you are not.”

“But you said you love older men. Would you have fallen for me even if I was your dad? Henry is—”

“Sheesh! What the hell are you even asking? I can never date my father!” I sat up, scowling darkly at him.

“But you dated your uncle? Isn't that the—”

“That can never be the same!” I folded my arms, getting ready to give him a good tongue-lashing.

“Other older men?” He raised a brow.

“Why are you even asking about this? Planning on dumping me?”

“Nope, I think you will be the one to do that. Do you know I'm almost the same age as your father? He's just a year older than me. I.....”

“What the hell, Kristen?” I tried to rise from the bed, but he stopped me.

“Come on, I was just joking. I know you love me because of me. Besides, I won't ever allow you to look at other men. You are mine, and will always be!"

"Yes, I'm yours, Kristen.”