My Revenge with The Underworld MafiaChapter 1
Lorelei P. O. V
"Court is adjourned."
Another day, another trial, another guilty verdict. It was my job, as a lawyer, to defend even the most hardened criminals, even when I knew they were guilty. But today, the weight of the case felt heavier than usual.
I was representing Mr. Burton, accused of cheating on his wife and then murdering her. He swore his innocence, but the evidence against him was overwhelming.
As I exited the courtroom, I bumped into Prosecutor Dylan Reid, the man I loathed more than words could express. He always seemed to win, always prosecuting my clients, leaving me feeling like a failure. Not a single case had I won.
I ignored him, I walked out and drove home. As I entered the house, I saw my husband, Matthew, and my young stepsister, Kourtney. They were laughing, Kourtney nestled in Matthew’s lap, watching TV. I knew they were close, but jealousy gnawed at me.
Matthew barely acknowledged me anymore, no longer greeting me with a kiss when I came home from work.
"Hi there!" I greeted them.
"Sister, you’re back!" Kourtney chirped, never moving from Matthew’s lap.
"Hey, Lorelei," Matthew waved, treating me like a casual acquaintance. He remained wrapped around Kourtney’s waist, oblivious to my growing frustration.
"Matthew, can we talk?" I said.
"About what?" he asked, confused.
"Just follow me upstairs."
Once we were in our bedroom, I confronted him about the boundaries he needed to set with my sister. Their closeness was unsettling, inappropriate.
"Lorelei?? Are you out of your mind?? She’s my sister-in-law, I treat her like my own sister. Don’t tell me you’re jealous! C’mon, you have nothing to be jealous about. I love you." He defended, but I felt something was off.
"Matthew, I’m not jealous! I just want you to act properly, don’t get so close to my sister. She’s a woman, you’re a man, it’s not a good look."
He shook his head, chuckling. "Lorelei, you’re overthinking! Get your head straight, you’re getting paranoid!"
"I'm not! I'm just telling you to act right. You seem to forget that I'm your wife, and you should respect my feelings." I clarified, because I didn't want him to think I was crazy.