Simone
“Nicolo!”
Oh God, he was hurt, and she just left him there to die. I tried with all my might to get away from the man that was holding me, but he had caught me off guard. There was no way to get away from him so I could help my husband.
“Shut up, bitch. Nobody can help him now.”
My whole world had been turned upside down in a matter of seconds. One moment I was having a great orgasm and feeling my man erupting inside me. The next thing I knew, he was bleeding, and I was being dragged off to a boat. Who was this man, and what did he want with me? This could not be happening again.
Then I saw her. That bitch Zelda was boarding the boat with blood all over her. She was the one who stabbed my man. I would make that stupid cow pay when I got loose. They couldn’t keep me tied up forever. As soon as I got an opportunity, I was going to rip her head off!
“Don’t look at me like that. You will regret ever crossing me, bitch. Look what you made me do! I killed him because of you!”
She was certifiable. How the hell was I responsible for her hurting Nicolo? I refused to believe he was dead. He promised me he would protect me, and I believed him. No way he was dead. He would fight the devil to return to earth just to save me. I knew one thing; this bitch better stop yelling in my face, or I was going to show her a biting technique my father taught me as a child.
“Fuck you!”
“You already managed to do that. Where did you come from anyway? You took my man. You took my job. And now, I’m going to make you pay!”
“What the hell are you talking about? I barely even know you.”
“Nicolo was supposed to be mine! This was supposed to be my honeymoon. But no, you bring your fat ass in here and take what’s mine! Well, I’m about to show you what happens to bitches who think they can take my man.”
I knew it was not right to argue with a crazy person, but my hackles were raised. My instincts were telling me to fight because I couldn’t run anywhere. They had me on a yacht that was headed to the middle of the ocean. Nobody knew where I was, and my man was injured. I had no doubt he was coming for me. But what kind of shape would he be in? The last time I saw him, he was bleeding with a knife stuck in his neck.
“I am going to kill you! It won’t be slow. I won’t have the luxury of torturing you like I want, but you will die by my hand. I promise you that,” I warned the crazy bitch.
Zelda shot me an amused look, as if to say she was looking forward to it. I was aware that she was trained by the FBI to be a fighter, but it had been a long while since she was at the academy. I may be a bit larger than most girls who are considered fit, but I kept up my training. I could brawl with the best of them, and as soon as I got free, I was going to show this nut job what’s good.
“Your threats mean nothing to me, fat girl. You’ve been watching too much Queen LaTifah on TV. Just so you know, that show is scripted. This is real life. Ain’t no way a big girl is taking me out.”
“Bitch, please! You wanna be me. That’s why your ass is mad. I got news for you. You could never!”
That hoe was so pissed that she hauled off and smacked me across the face. I laughed at her, which just pissed her off more. She lunged at me, but the man who was with her grabbed her around the waist.
“Zelda, you’ve got to calm down. She’s just trying to get in your head. Mr. Saldona said no harm is to come to her unless he gives the word.”
“Let me go, Jerry. I’m gonna choke this bitch!”
She was out of control. It was exactly what I wanted. She was in no shape to fight me. What she didn’t know was, I had a knife in the lining of my dress. All that screaming and yelling and acting a fool was distracting her and her partner. I had fished the knife from its hiding place while they were fussing back and forth. The blade of the knife was working against the rope, and my hands would be free any second. Once I got free, I would bide my time and then I was going to kill this bitch just like I told her I would.
“Come on, Zelda, let’s go up on deck and calm down. Sam is driving this yacht and will be anchoring soon. Once we contact Mr. Saldona and let him know we have her, we are gonna be set for life. You can go anywhere in the world you want. Don’t let this woman distract you from the goal.”
“My goal is to kill this whore. She stole my man! Fucked him right in front of me. She made me kill him. You can never understand being in love like that, Jerry. I loved him so much I killed him.”
She was insane. I think Jerry was beginning to understand that point. He dragged the woman up the stairs, leaving me alone to plan my escape. So far, I knew there were at least three people onboard that I would have to evade. Jerry said we were anchoring soon, which meant we would more than likely be in the middle of the water, no land in sight. I could swim, but even Michael Phelps would have issues with finding shore out in the Mediterranean.
Sitting in that dark, dank place brought back memories of my childhood abduction. I remember how scared I was when those men took me from my home. I felt no such fear now. The only emotion I felt was rage! I was angry that that crazy woman stabbed my husband. I was angry that she had the audacity to think she was entitled to a man she slept with once. My man.
I was pissed that she had seen Nicolo naked, and even more angry that she experienced his sexual prowess. If there was one thing that could drive a woman mad, it was having great sex with a handsome man and then have that man throw you away right after. Men liked to play dangerous games with women’s hearts. Giving her multiple orgasms can make a woman fall hard and fast. If you take that away from her and she’s already unstable, it could spell disaster.
My hands were free. All I needed was for Miss Zelda to waltz her ass back down those stairs. She was not going to make it off this boat alive. She was going to pay for hurting my husband. I decided I needed a higher power to intervene, so I whispered a prayer up to heaven.
Dear God,
Please let Nicolo be alright. Let his wound be minimal. I love him too much to let him go now. We have a lifetime of memories to make. Please let him come for me. Let me get out of this situation alive and well. These things I ask in your name, Lord. Amen.
“It’s gonna take a lot more than prayer to get you out of this, girl. Since you’re so close to God, how’d you like to meet him face to face?”