Daddy, I Want Them Dead!

Synopsis

Because his first love wanted to see a jet ski show, my husband, Johnson Sparrow, chose the North Sea as the company retreat location. Elena Price suggested a jet ski race for everyone. But I was nine months pregnant. All I wanted was to go back to the hotel. Johnson exploded. "It's just a race. Are you really going to humiliate me in front of the whole company?" I was shaking with rage, slapping him across the face. "Are you insane?! I'm nine months pregnant. This could kill me and the baby!" He froze, then apologized and brought me a glass of prenatal tonic. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I'll take you back," he said. But when I woke up, I was strapped to a jet ski, hovering over jagged rocks. The next second, Elena hit the throttle, and I was thrown into the churning sea, half my body submerged. Gasping for air, I pressed the emergency button on my watch. "Dad, have the Coast Guard lock down this area. Someone tried to kill me. I want them dead!"