Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge

Delia’s POV

I pulled the trigger and watched Zendaya gasp before the shirt she had on started to get red around the chest area. She was successfully killed.

She fell over while staring me in the face. This was my plan. To torture her until the very end.

I heard footsteps before being joined by my ex boyfriend who did not look happy that I had made such a risky move.

“What do you mean?” I laughed. “I already sent you the memo that I would kill her tonight.”

“That’s not what I mean Delia,” he grunted. He was mad at me for something that I didn’t know about. “You didn’t have to kill her. She was our ticket to collecting a huge ransom. And you shooting her out here in the woods could attract attention, did you think about that?”

I had not thought about that seeing as I was being led by my emotions and I was tired of being rejected. If I was not going to be with Asher then neither would she.

“It was my only choice,” I growled. “Besides, this would make our plans faster.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Just help me dump her in the middle of the road. She’ll be roadkill before the next day anyway.”

We carried her body and carried her out of the forest, going to drop her in the middle of the road where a truck would run her over. That would conclude my own part of the plan seeing as killing her was a part of it.

That night, after doing that, I got to a pub and bought free drinks for everyone in there with the money I had been collecting from Asher.

This was a wonderful time for me. I could see myself being a genius little by little. Too bad she was not going to see me use her as revenge.

At least she could watch from hell.

“What’s the plan here?” Marcus asked as he looked around suspiciously.

“Drink and go to sleep,” I smiled at his face which had the worst expression ever. He was worried beyond a doubt. “Relax okay. You’re taking this whole thing too far. No one is going to know that we did something. But they will figure it out by the way you’re being such a worry wart. Just chill.”

“I can’t just chill Delia,” he sighed. “I killed someone.”

“No, I did the killing, you just helped me grab her body and toss it into the street. That’s all you did. Now stop being a pain in my ass and let me enjoy my drink in peace.”

He had no intentions of letting me be but I would not let him ruin the night for me. This was a time to celebrate and be happy for we had finally won this fight and she was dead.

“So what’s the next plan?” he asked. “There is a next plan, right?”

“Yes there is,” I smirked evilly. “The next plan is to frame Asher for Zendaya’s murder and collect as much money as I can from him during the divorce.”

“Seriously?” He raised a brow like he was disappointed. “That’s your plan?”

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“I think you should come up with a more realistic plan. I don’t think he’s going to fall for this. Trust me, he’s going to send in the cops to search you and they might find something crazy.”

“I’ll be out of the country before they start anything. So there you have it. Besides, what are they going to find? We didn’t leave any dna back at the site so what are they going to find?

“Look, I never want to be involved with another person’s death again,” he blurted. “You made me an accomplice to murder tonight. That is not something I want happening again. I can’t believe this is really happening where we have to work out my murder case.”

“For the last time you didn’t kill anybody,” I was appalled by his cowardly nature. He alway behaved like a bad boy, this cowardly attitude was a huge turnoff for me. How had I fallen in love with such nonsense?

I rounded the table to look into his worried eyes as I kissed him and hugged him tighter.

“You don’t need to worry about anything,” I said. “Nothing will be pinned on you. It was in the middle of the night where cameras did not exist to catch you or me. We are both safe. So relax.”

“Have you gone to see Asher since this whole thing happened?” he places his hands around my waist while my arms around his neck loosened.

“And what if I had gone to see him? What if I had been with him for a night…”

“I don’t care if you slept with him. That’s not my point. I’m talking based off the fact that we were with his girlfriend whike you were trying to fuck him. That’s a bit weird and suspicious. The police might pin something on you which would lead to me.”

“Nothing is leading to any of us so relax,” I sighed. “You really would kill yourself faster than anything in this world. I don’t get why you worry so much. It’s not like I would do anything to hurt you.”

But he didn’t care. He was still very skeptical about me.

I, on the other hand, was very happy about how things were turning out. I was going to have a wonderful time blackmailing Asher. Since he has not given in to my demands maybe he would give in now.

He was going to regret coming against me. He would regret everything and I would regret nothing. He had no idea who he had been messing with.

I grabbed my drink to down. It was so satisfying pulling that trigger that I wanted to do it again.