Stalker Husband - Chapter 2：DIANA

I signal the bartender for a refill. Although he’s calm, his eyes speak concern and hesitation as he pours another shot of brandy on my tumbler before proceeding on shining the glasses with a rug. With a mocking chuckle, I toss my head back and gulp down the liquor in one go.

This bartender must be thinking I’m one of those rich bitches who only knows how to spend money, party all night and be pretty before spreading her thighs in a whim. Well, maybe I am. No, not yet. But I’ll certainly will be soon. So very soon.

So miserable, this life. I just finished my nursing course and also gotten my license thats why I’m now here basking my prize in an all-expense paid one-week luxury cruise ship. The one and only Diana Cruise Ship that’s coveted by all. This should be fun, right? It’s even named after me! Only few can afford to be here. But for me, huh! It’s all free, bitches!

I want to laugh so much until I cry. Free, my ass! I twirl the ice in the glass and fish out one cube and toss it in my mouth like a candy, hoping it’ll help freeze up my burning emotions thats slowly breaking down my resolve. The coldness seeps through from my mouth up to my head and brain freeze instantly attacks. Hah! If only eating ice can kill me right this instant, itll be an easy escape.

I ask for a few more shots from the bartender until I feel my head buzzes and my vision doubles. I dont care, though. Im celebrating so bite me! I had my spa earlier in the day so my body is smooth and free of hairs, nails buffed and my hair nicely curled. I feel as beautiful as a princess.

Another mocking chuckle comes out of my lips as I get to my feet and stagger towards the exit. It’s still ten in the evening and it’s early to call it a night so I go straight to the upper deck, hoping to inhale the cold sea breeze. Maybe then I can wish upon the stars for a way out of my impending doom.

I grip on the railing when my head spins. Wow. I’m really pretty buzzed, huh? I blink multiple times to clear my head a little but it just makes me want to puke instead. I close my eyes and sigh. This silence and darkness It only makes me think of the problem I’ll be facing. Tomorrow…

I shake my head. NO! I’m on my vacation now, so I shouldnt be thinking about those things. I’ll cross the bridge once I get there and hoping the bridge has crumbled down before I could make it. Hah! If only it’s how that easy.

“I get it. I know! Stop calling me already. I’ll work on it!”

I turn to the owner of the cold voice a couple of meters away from me. Ugh! With his towering built, my headache dramatically worsens. Just how tall is this man exactly? Is he a giant? My knuckles turn white as I grip the railing tighter when I feel my stomach knots. Shit! I think I just drank poison rather than brandy.

“Just what the fuck do you think youre doing?”

“Huh?”

Before I can understand what just happen, I’m harshly pulled and wrapped inside a very strong and warm embrace. The sudden move makes me all the more upset and I suddenly puke. The bile liquid that comes out of my mouth bubbles up like a fountain that splashes to the mans clothes.

“Fuck!” The man roars but instead of pushing me away, he suddenly carries me up and rushes back inside. “What the hell is wrong with you? Didn’t anyone tell you that you should ensure to have someone to carry you if you get drunk? Otherwise, don’t drink if youre alone.”

“I’m celebrating! What do you care!” I answer back in a bitchy manner while clutching my throbbing temple.

“Celebrating? By throwing yourself out of the deck? Don’t you know if you die, the owner of this ship will also be dead?”

“Huh?” I frown but don’t answer him anymore.