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shame!”
     
    “You really don’t care about your son, do you?” Ayden observed. He shouldn’t be shocked; he knew how callous his wife was. However, he was surprised. He’d hoped the knowledge that she had almost lost her son would break through her selfishness. He’d hoped wrong.
     
    He was always wrong when it came to his wife.
     
    “If he died, at least I’d get sympathy instead of being humiliated,” Julia hissed and Ayden gasped, despite himself.
     
    “You really are evil, Julia. I don’t know what I ever saw in you.” He was aghast, wishing he had listened to his son. If he’d known her hatred was so pure, he would have divorced her years ago. He worked so much that he was never around to see the true Julia. He’d seen flashes of her evilness over the years, but she always begged for forgiveness. He was always foolish enough to believe she could change.
     
    “Not evil; I’m logical and self-preserving. In fact, if you were dead, I would become legendary in this city.  I’ll be the richest widow, and the queen within my circle of friends.”
     
    “You’re sick and delusional.”
     
    “And you’re dead,” Julia said calmly as she closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.
     
    She hated Ayden, and she always had. She hated him so much now, that she was past the point of reason and was willing to risk her freedom for his death.  When she married him, she’d foolishly assumed that his money would eventually help her fall in love with him. It never did. She loved his money, but she’d always wanted him out of the picture. She had tried to make her life bearable, but his presence continually ruined it. Ayden was hard to control. He knew his worth and refused to bow to her demands.
     
    The only time Ayden was malleable was when it came to his sons. She had learned how to control Ayden through them. It had worked for a long time until Julian tattled and told his father of the things she had done. After the threat of divorce from Ayden and a promise to be kind to Julian from her, they eventually reconciled.
     
    Now she didn’t want to work things out anymore—she wanted him dead. She had found a loophole; the perfect way to get out of the marriage she despised. Gavin Grant would come in handy after all.
     
    If by some remote chance the police suspected her, she had a foolproof plan. With everything she had been through, she knew a good lawyer would be able to prove that she suffered from temporary insanity due to traumatic events.
     
    She watched as Ayden fell limply to the floor. She took a deep breath and stepped closer to him. She kicked him with the pointy toe of her overpriced shoes. When he didn’t move, she was satisfied that he was dead and smiled widely.
     
    “I am going to cut you into pieces and stuff you in garbage bags. Then I’m going to drop you off at Gavin Grant’s old house. I’m sure there’s a nice hiding spot there somewhere. The police will assume he had an accomplice, and that accomplice got revenge,” she spoke to his body. She took another deep breath before she turned around and walked out into the kitchen. She grabbed the large construction garbage bags, her electric kitchen knife and a handful of other assorted knives. She took everything into the bathroom and set it up.
     
    Julia walked back into the living room to retrieve her husband’s body. She gasped when she walked in; there was a small pool of blood on the white carpet—but Ayden was gone. Julia instantly began to panic. She would need a damned good lie for this one.
     
    Ayden ran out to his car. His vision was slightly blurred, and his balance was off; his head and his arm were burning where the bullets had touched the skin. He made it to his car and managed to pull off before he saw Julia run out of the house. He stepped on the gas and sped off the property, knowing that his wife would only be interested in finishing the job now. He knew from her little speech when she thought he was dead that