The Other Woman

Valiant's POV

My body had started to ache while laying on the cot, the mattress was unbearably thin causing my body weight to sink into the sharp metal coils.

I laid there exhausted from fear and lack of patience waiting to be discovered as missing and rescued by the man who currently resented me.

In my head and before my eyes that were closed, I cursed Roman in my head. He was the reason I was caught up with Lettie in the first place. She was the one he cheated on me with right before he discharged the army.

She was the other woman.

I was incredibly incensed and outrageously pissed off at the whole scandal. They literally made my sins look like white out and plain printer paper. This crazy bịtch was the bain of my existence and my dislike for her was turning into hatred.

The kind of hatred that would cause a person to go Norman Bates, functional and psycho all in one slaying.

Lettie's only goal in life was to annoy the hell out of me until I banged my head on the pavement in a