Flash Marriage To The Ruthless General

heavy door open, her shoulder aching from the weight of her briefcase. The firs

e trying to smell expensive. It clung to the air, a foreign i

single, hard thud

ing sound against the wood. Her fingers, suddenly cold, fumbled with the clasps of her heels. She slipped them off,

bedroom. A woman's laugh, short and sh

oment, a statue in the dim light filtering in from the hallwa

a silk blouse she didn't recognize draped over her favorite armchai

r

block of ice. She didn't feel anger, not yet. Just a profound, ho

and, she pushed

Foster jerked upright, his bare chest slick with sweat. His eyes widened in panic as h

his firm, let out a pathetic squeak an

clarity. The half-empty champagne bottle on her nightstand. The way Megan's blonde hair fanned out across t

his voice. It was laced with a defensive fury. "Wh

lips. "I can't barge into the apart

, the duvet slipping to reveal more of Megan's cowering form. "You're

ion. He was trying to make this her fault. The coldness insi

g his coworker in our bed," she said, her voice dangerously level. "Especial

pasty white. The bravado faltere

raud alert hit my phone," she rep

uffed out his chest. It was a pathetic attempt at intimida

ut, her voice dripping with faux pity

The word dignity, fr

up the glass of water she always kept there, and with a flick

. The shock quickly turned to rage. "You bitch!" he roared,

er gone. Her body moved before her mind could process the threat. She saw

ssure point with unerring accuracy. He grunted in pain, his forward momentum stopped dead. He tried to pull

thought flickered through he

d, using his own weight against him, her right ha

arm bent at an unnatural angle. His bod

, a sharp, brutal impac

to the expensive Persian rug, gagging and clutching

. How? A sliver of unea

a weapon, her panicked eyes landing on a heavy crystal vase

ear and shattered against the wall with a deafening crash,

om the hallway outside the apartment, a muffled

ps. Nei

elf up, his face contorted with pain and fu

s a m

ut seeing it. She spun, her right elbow striking backward

ckening crack

in his head, and crashed into the wardrobe. The heavy doors shuddered, and a f

adrenaline coursing through her veins. She looked at the wreckage of her

ng. Just a vas

, and began to drag his dead weight out of the bedroom.

taking out