Ninth Circle Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Thriller Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
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The three of them left with Natalie screaming about the bitch stealing her life. “Kevin, you should be prepared, maybe you can stay somewhere else with the baby in the meantime until things cool down.”

“Why? What’s happened?”

“Alyssa released the video online. Your place is probably crawling with reporters by now.” I thought he would be pissed at this, but instead, he turned to my wife and thanked her.

“Thank you. I know her father was willing to gloss this over and go back to things the way they were. I wouldn’t have been able to stand up to him and his wife; I’ve never been able to. They encouraged their daughter in everything, and I was made to go along with it.”

“I was going to divorce her, but then she came up pregnant. I always suspected that she wasn’t over you; I just didn’t know how fractured her mind was.”

“Why do you people always go to mental illness to cover up bad behavior? She’s just evil.” Alyssa was still huffing and puffing and nowhere near satisfied.

“You’re right, of course, but I’ll bet you anything that’s the angle her parents will take.”

“Fine, let them do that if they want. I’ll just destroy them with trial by public opinion. I’m going to make it so she can’t go anywhere without everyone knowing what she is.”

Alyssa turned and headed back upstairs and I closed my eyes and tried to calm my mind for what comes next.

HELEN

I’ve been here for days, and no one has come to see me except the court-ordered attorney, who seems wet behind the ears. He keeps telling me to plead guilty for a lighter sentence because of the evidence, but what evidence could there be? She was standing with a gun pointed at me when I left.

No one believed me, and just my luck, a cop had shown up that day and saw me there when he came to serve me the divorce papers. They kept saying that my actions led to her death as if I was deliberately trying to kill her, which had never crossed my mind.

I haven’t heard a word or been able to get ahold of anyone and it’s as if I’d been forgotten. My hope has dwindled down to almost nothing as the days go by, and I’m starting to get really scared. The only hope I have is that since he and I were not yet divorced, my husband, to save face, would come to my rescue.

I’ve thought of everything and that’s all I can come up with because everything else is a dead end. I feel as if my life has been spiraling ever since that day at the airport. Nothing has gone right since then, and things keep happening one after the other to the point that as soon as I put out one fire, another one gets started.

The nights in here are the worst, because it’s so quiet that all I am left with to distract me are my thoughts. I thought of everything I should’ve done differently over the years, all the ways I could’ve avoided something like this happening to me.

I couldn’t for the life of me figure out where I had gone wrong. Everything had been running smoothly since the day Corbin and I got married. I’d set a course for myself once I got the opening and never looked back. So, what if I had to burn some bridges behind me. It’s not like I was the first.

What woman or man, for that matter, wouldn’t take the bull by the horns when given the opportunity? All I did was grab for the brass ring like any sensible person would have. But now I have no one.

My ex hasn’t spoken to me in years, and my Dad never got over the shame of my affair with Corbin. It’s been years since he acknowledged me and because of that, I had kept my daughter away from him and his wife.

I was surprised when the bitch let me stay the night, though I hadn’t exactly given her a choice. I should never have gone there; I should’ve found someone else for help. But there was no one.

Someone had exposed me, and now all those snooty bitches were afraid that I might come after their husbands, so no one was going to help. I knew this because the phone call I made after Dad yelled at me and hung up the phone was to one of the women I had thought was my friend.

Now I know what she and everyone else really thought of me. She’d taken great pleasure in telling me just how much I was hated, how they all remained friends with that Gigi bitch over the years, and how I was and will never be one of them.

I can’t wait to get out of here so I can make them all pay for putting me down. They were riding high now because I was down, but once I get in front of the judge and tell him my side, I’m sure he’ll let me walk. Then, I will be sure to make these people eat their words.



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