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Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 4
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She yawned and stretched as the first ray of sun touched her face. She sat up, felt a little itch on her left arm and scratched. She placed her palm on her head, she was having a slight headache, she stood up, her white lingerie showed her molded curves. She got into the bathroom, drew out a little drawer and took out
aspirin, she placed it on her tongue and swallowed, she reached for her purple cup,
opened the tap and put the
cup under. She gulped so much water.

She always took special care of face and didn’t fancy artificial products, she
preferred it natural. She took
out her red bathrobe and got
downstairs, she got to the
kitchen, “good morning ma’am”, their voices in Unison, she ignored them and opened
the fridge, took out one little fresh tomato, a sliced cucumber and a bottle of honey.

She put the tomato and cucumber into a blender
and blended for few seconds,
poured the liquid content into
a small bowl, then poured a
little honey into the content
then stirred. She beckoned on one of the maids then pointed to the mess she made, and
ordered her to clean it up. She
got back to her room, into her
bathroom, and stood in front
of the mirror as she smeared the content all over face.

She did this ritual everyday, it
gave her face a smooth and
glowing look, and usually left
it on her face for fifteen
minutes before rinsing it off. She left the bathroom, went straight to her smart phone,
with a tap of her index finger
she slide it open then went

straight to her music library
and clicked on ‘grown woman’ by ‘Beyonce’ she swayed to the song, and
moved accordingly to the beat.

Suddenly the door opened,
Easton peered in, his eyes seemed troubled, she stopped her song. “What’s the
problem? “We have visitors”,
she raised her eyebrow,
“common, don’t be like that.
What were expecting? After the s--t that went down at the club. Two dead bodies. I’m
the owner, and you are the
major singer there. They are
just doing their job”. She frowned; she was in no mood for answering questions. “Can I go like this?” she pointed to her face, “of course”. She followed closely behind as he
led the way. She had never
been scared of the police, she just felt Easton was good at cleaning a mess and erasing
traces. They met the police men talking in low tones; at their sight they stopped talking. “Gentlemen, this is Crystal”,
she got closer and shook hands with them. One of the men looked closely at her face. “What’s wrong with your face ma’am?” she touched her face slightly, “oh,
it’s just a treatment for my
face”, she cleared her throat a
bit and sat down, crossed her
legs. Easton sat beside her, his
eyes fixed on the men and ready to answer their
questions the best way he could.

“Mr. Easton, ‘Darkside club’ is
yours. This is the second time we are finding dead bodies, one in the club; the other
body was close to the club”.

She let out a shocked gasp, her
hands to her mouth. “Oh my
God”, Easton looked at her, his
eyes smiled, and then he turned to look at the men, “I am not aware of this. It’s a
club you know, all kinds of
people come to the club, but we would do our best to cooperate with you guys to get to the root of this issue”,
they kept asking questions,
Easton answered them with
experience, Crystal paid little
attention with what was been said, she kept looking and admiring her nails. Finally
they left. “I thought they
would never leave, they just
wanted to spoil my beautiful
morning, everybody dies,
what’s so disturbing about the death of the guys, it was time”, she sighed, “lets allow
them do their job, while we do ours’. I will use my influence to kill the issue”, she
smiled “you always do that, I’m not scared”. She went back to her room, got into the
bathroom and washed her face, toweled it and got down to the kitchen. Her breakfast
was ready and la!d on the kitchen table, she sat down and took a bite and chewed,
she frowned and spat out the
food back into the plate, she
gulped water and wiped her
mouth with a napkin. “Who made this horrible food”, her voice raised, it sent shivers
down their spines, a timid came to her front, head
bowed, her hands locked together behind her, her feet aligned, “I cooked it ma’am”,
Crystal glared at her, “this food is too spicy, and has no taste, take it off my table and
make me another food because if I loose my patience you won’t find it funny”,
“yes ma’am”. She stomped
out of the kitchen, grumbled her way up to her room, opened her door roughly and
[email protected] it shut, everything just annoyed her, her
annoyance started from when the police came for questioning. She la!d back on
her bed and tried to calm herself, she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply and exhaled. She felt relaxed. She opened her eyes to see Easton
standing by her bed, “what’s
the matter?” She sat up, “I
didn’t get what I wanted to eat”, “don’t worry, something is being prepared now. By the
way I need you to pass a message to someone for me this night, and that would be
during your performance “, she smiled, she enjoyed her job.

“Torture or shoot to kill?”
“None of that”, he handed her
a small note, “I will show you
who the note is for, just dance towards him and shove it into his pocket”. She seemed
disappointed but took the
note from him and read it. She
raised her eyes to look at him “really, why cant you just tell him yourself, the drama is unnecessary”, he smiled, “I know, I just love to see you perform, you are good”.

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