"Denise, are you feeling better now?" Antonio asked about last night.
"By the way, we're out of stock now, let's go to the supermarket," she said as she give him a warm smile.
"You should rest here, I'm just going to the supermarket; I'll be back in an hour; remember to keep the door lock, okay?" he said.
"All right, don't be so paranoid," she said.
Before leaving, Antonio knelt down and gently kissed her lips.
Denise, on the other hand, immediately began cleaning and organizing the living room.
When she heard their doorbell ring, she was about to open the door to take the trash bag out. She then hurriedly opened the door, thinking it was her husband, Antonio. However, no one was outside as she noticed a red envelope above their floor mat.
Denise picked it up without thinking as she closed and locked the door. She then went upstairs to their room. She sat on and slowly opened the envelope, trembling with fear when she saw the note was written in blood. She bravely read it after that.
"How are you, sweetie? I missed you so much. Honestly, I'm mad at you, but it's okay, we can talk about it after I kill your husband. That bastard stole my girl. Hmm, how can I punish him, what do you think? Kidnap him and torture or shoot him now while he's in the supermarket. It would be fun right? so what's your best choice, sweetie?"
Her eyes welled up as she read the note. "No, he can't do this. I need to call Antonio and warn him," she said nervously as she picked up her phone and dialed his number but he did not answer the phone.
"Please answer your phone," she mumbled as she dialed his number again, and this time he answered.
"Hello, Antonio, please leave the supermarket quickly," she said abruptly.
"Why? What happened?"
"Just do what I say and come home now, please," she said, her hands still trembling.
Denise hurriedly hugged Antonio as he returned home after a few minutes. "Thank God, you're safe," she exclaimed.
"Are you okay? Tell me what happened?" he asked, concerned as he notice the note on their sofa.
"Wait, what is this?" he asked as he picked up and read the note.
"F*ck! you're no longer safe here; who gave you this note?"
"No one," she explained, "I just found it outside our door."
"Antonio, I'm scared; he said in that note that he would kill you, and I don't want you to get hurt just because of me," she sobbed.
"Shhh, relax ma chérie. Nothing bad will happen to me, okay? so don't be afraid, I'm always here to protect you," he said as he hugged her and kissed her forehead.
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Mike has been keeping an eye on Denise for nearly nine months. He looked for ways to eliminate his opponent, Antonio. He can't let that jerk spoil his beloved Denise's life any longer. He can now kill Antonio since his master plan has no flaws.
"Let's see how brave you are, Antonio; I'll make sure to kill you tonight," he said, enraged staring at his pictures on his wall.
He waited for hours and hours until it was eleven fifty as she packed his belongings in preparation for what was about to happen.
He couldn't wait to get to his girl's house and finish this job so he could finally embrace Denise; he misses her so much that he makes him do a handjob every night, imagining her f*cking her tight little p*ssy. Mike arrived half an hour earlier than he had planned. When he found Denise's house, he took out all of his supplies and arranged them in his bag so they wouldn't make any noise when he moved. He never brought a gun because the neighbors would hear it, and it would be much more fun for him to cut someone up.
He then crept up to the door in search mode, pulled out his pocket knife, and picked the lock, which took him about 25 minutes. He looks around the main floor to see if any other people are living with them. He didn't find anything, so he continued upstairs, noticing that all of the doors in the hallway were open except for the room in the last row. He crept in slowly as he saw Antonio sleeping with Denise on his arm; seeing them like that makes him want to sever his arms. "How dare he touch what is mine," he mumbled.
He then leans over him and extends his arm, a knife in his hand. He was about to plunge the knife into Antonio's stomach when Denise and Antonio stirred and looked up at him with wide eyes. Antonio pushed him away and picked up his gun from his drawer beside their bed.
"Mike! please don't do this," Denise begged, her eyes welling up.
"I can't, sweetie. I need to kill this jerk, you're mine, and I can't let you have another man in your life; it should be me forever," he raged.
Antonio was about to call the cops, when Mike hurriedly threw his knife at Antonio's shoulder, causing him to drop his gun on the ground.
Mike approached him as he punched him and pulled the knife from his shoulder.
"No, please, stop!!" yelled Denise as Mike smirked at her.
"She really cares about her husband, huh?" he thought to himself.
"Denise, you need to run now!" Antonio exclaimed as he lunged at Mike's knife-wielding hand, dropping the blanket in the process. Mike was waiting for Antonio to try to advance on him but Antonio missed.
Then Mike slashes Antonio's forearm. He screamed as Mike shoved him to the ground and stabbed him 8 times in the stomach until Antonio couldn't move. Mike brutally murdered Antonio. Denise screamed and cried out for him. Mike grabbed her waist as she jumped out of bed as he was about to run downstairs.
"Leave me alone!!! I hate you!!!"
"Hate me all you want, but I can't let you get away from me again."