JADA (18+)

Fates

Alexandro Fisher

"You're not going to jail. You don't deserve that. So, I won't judge based on sanity. But, whether you are insane or not, you're going to face the consequences of sending my wife a death threat"

Wife?

"Jada...a yuh wife?"

"She is, she just doesn't know it yet." He answered as his face morphed into a sickening, twisted smile.

Is a madman Jada have?

Da man yah mad. Anyhow me did know seh one gyal pussy have so much consequences mi neva did ago fuck it.

"If you kill me Jada and har family ago dead."

"Why? Are your lowlife handicaps going to kill them?"

Mek mi neva did tie up pan dah chair yah.

"Mi man dem fi sure ago deal wid dem."

"About time. Pretty sure that was scheduled weeks ago." He chuckled.

All him come like him fuck man eno.

"If all this preliminary chatter is done. I'd love to get started." He answered. His voice low and cold and his face resembling a stone.

Big words. Mi accept mi fate long time.

"Talking is a distraction. If you're willing, you can tell me which hand you used to send the message to Jada" he spoke before using a chainsaw to remove my entire arm from my body.

I wailed in pain. To this, he only chuckled as he moved on to the other hand.

Like is an everyday thing fi di man.

"...It's not like I was only going to remove one." He chuckled.

Oshane betta mek sure Jada and har parents dead.

Vladimir

I smiled folding my white dress shirt which was covered in Alex's blood in a gift box with a tulip over it.

'I hope she likes it.' I thought to myself covering the box.

"It won't happen again love. I promise." I whispered to the picture of Jada that I held gently in my hand before placing a tender kiss over it.

I turned on the TV seeing all the cameras placed in her new apartment came to life.

I watched in content as she packed out her items in her home.

A smile it's way onto my face seeing her smile at the pillow she was holding.

It quickly faded hearing a knock on the door of my office.

Oh, for fucks sake.

"What?" I angrily spat at Ivan.

"Leonardo wants to see you."

Wants? Who does he think he is?

"Tell him to come back later I'm busy."

"It's urgent"

"What I'm doing is important "

"Boss, I think you should come to look"

I sighed releasing my knotted eyebrows before strolling to my living room.

I couldn't help the chuckle seeing a cast over his hand and his nose.

"You look stunning"

"Fuck off Vladimir "