To Love and Obey (27 page)
“I can take care of myself.” Sanora wiped her tears.
“I know you can. I never doubted you could,
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. But I need to handle things on my own way and on my own terms,” he replied.
“I don’t understand.”
“The way the media works,
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,
is you have to build someone up before you can take them down. You wouldn’t kick an old man walking down a flight of stairs, would you? You wouldn’t harm an innocent child, would you? But a greedy person? A ruthless person? That’s the one you go after.”
“So, what you’re saying is…”
“Let me build her up to what she wants to be and then when I’m done with her….” Dimitri turned back to his daughter. He had a menacing look in his eyes that spelled murder. “…you can do whatever you want to take her down.”
So it began…years of methodical planning to destroy the one of the world’s supermodels. She read the accolades. She saw the latest fashion designs she wore. She read about the celebrity parties and other famous boyfriends. But it didn’t matter who Caprina dated; she always went back to Dimitri, who seemingly welcomed her with open arms.
Sanora knew what her father was doing. He was intentionally making her angry. So angry that it festered inside of her, boiling, bubbling, and blistering. It didn’t matter what Sanora did, what accomplishments she had achieved. Bringing Ricci down was the only thing that mattered. And it was finally happening.
“Are you ready to go, Jessica?” Senator Jay Edwards adjusted his cufflinks as he walked into the bedroom.
“Yeah, almost,” Sanora adjusted the long red wig on her head.
Jay stood behind his wife and admired her in the mirror. “One day, you won’t need to wear that.”
“One day,” she agreed, “when I’m dead.”
“I doubt anyone would care outside the scene.” Jay offered.
“It’s not the lifestyle I’m concerned with,” Sanora powdered her prosthetic nose, “it’s the other situation.”
Jay thought about the staff who have helped his wife for the past several years. Dominic, Eduardo, Aileen, Dove, Moira, Monica, Rea, and Robin. When Sanora revealed to him what she wanted to do, he insisted he help with it. Destroying another person’s life was too big of a task for his wife to take on alone. It also meant they both had to do some creative erasing of both hers and his pasts so no one could trace anything back to them.
Jay’s former career as a CIA operative came in handy for his wife’s ambitions. “It’s almost done.” He offered a smile.
“Almost.” Sanora turned around and smiled at her husband. “How do I look, Senator?”
“Like royalty.” He smiled.
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