Prologue
"How many did you get?" I heard my husband ask.
"About twenty of them." an unfamiliar voice replied.
"Good. If we sell each of them ten thousand yuan, we'd make two hundred thousand. It's good profit." I heard my husband say.
I stoof behind a wall. I came earlier into the house 'cause I forgot a file, but I ended up overhearing my husband discussing with someone in his 'PRIVATE' study. He never allowed me to come close to the study so I always suspected it. I thought he was actually hidding a mistress in there, but now it seems not. I peeped into the studt and found him backinta man in blue suit. An open briefcase was on the table and in iy was something white wrapped ib a colourless nylon. I turned back to him and saw him turn around. Quickly, I retreated my head and covered my mouth to remain silent.
"Have you contacted Mr Zhao?"
"Yes, sir. He said he'd need about ten by tomorrow and also Miss Huang called. She said she needs about fifteen of it by tomorrow as well." the unfamiliar man informed.
"Fifteen? That sums up to twenty-five, but we only have twenty!" he panicked. "Go to the borders and get more. We should have about fifty incase they need more."
"Yes, sir. I'd take my leave then." the unfamiliar man said.
I quickly and quietly moved away from the entrance of the study, towards the door. I then closed the door behaving like I just arrived and turned around. I saw the unfamiliar man frozen at the door looking at me with a hint of fear. I furroeed my brows at that, behaving like I just saw him.
"Who...who are you?" I asked with faux fear.
"Um..." the guy started.
My husband appeared behind him and quickly smiled. He moved out of the study and shut the slide door. It was like the ancient doors. He moved to me with that charming smile that used to sway me, but not anymore. My husband wasn't what I thought he was.
"Babe, what are you doing here? I thought you were off to work."
"I came back 'cause I forgot the contract I was supposed to give Mr Zhao. I'm so forgetful. I just arrived and..." I trailed off, turning to the unfamiliar man. "Who is he? He looks scary." Indeed the man looked scary. His face had a plastered frown abd his eyes held death. His build was hefty and his voice was poison.
"Oh! He's my bodyguard. You know we rich men need some bodyguards." he replied with a cocky smile. He always rubbed it in my face that I wasn't as rich as he was. Hmph!! I now wonder the secret behind his riches.
I chuckled. "That's nice. I should hurry. I can't let Mr Zhao wait too long." I quickly rushed up stairs to our room. Once the door was closed, my smile vanished. What was that white substance? Was it cocaine? I gasped mentally and rushed to my drawer. I opened it and took out the file. I looked around the room as I closed the drawer. The room lookef wierd now. I rushed to my husbands 'PRIVATE' drawer. I opened it slowly and found a golden gun. I gasped and closed my mouth, dropping the file in the process. I quickly closed the drawer and picked up the file. As I turned to leave, I found my husband at the door with a look I've never seen on his face before. My heart almost jumped out of my chest.
"Xaoran!" I called with visible fear in my eyes, face, and voice. I was litrarily shaking.
"Xin yan, what were you doing in my private drawer?" He looked scary and miniac-y.
"I...I...I was..." I couldn't make a complete sentence out of fear. Why did he have a gun? Did he once kill someone? Is he a murderer? Was it really cocaine? Who really is he?
"Xin yan, since when were you a stammerer? Why were you opening my private drawer?" Xaoran asked furiously. He launched at me and gripped my neck. Out of shock, I dropped my purse and found myself pressed against the wall. I struggled for air but his grip only grew stronger.
"Xin yan!" Xaoran yelled out of anger. "I loved you! I loved you so much but why did you have to be nosy? You saw the cocaine, didn't you? You did!"
I tried kicking him but it didn't budge him. I began to cry as tears gathered in my eyes. I struggled for air even more but his grip only grew tighter. Trying to remove his hand was just a waste of time.
"Xa...Xao...Xaoran." I tried to say as I felt darkness approaching.
"I'd host a blessed funeral for you at the church. I'd tell them you died of a heart attack due to overworking. Don't worry you'd have a lot of people at your funeral. I'd cry a lot for you as well. My regards to your brother." Xaoran informed and forced his kiss on me.
Slowly I felt my life drift away. My,head ached and my lungs were failing. My heart was slowly stopping and I cried my last...
