Femzo steals Jack from Erica.

“You, wake up,” Femzo commanded of Erica.

Erica quickly rose into a seated position, confusion plastered on her face. “Where am I?” she asked.

“That’s not important,” Femzo retorted. “Do you know who I am?”

The surprised look in her eyes was replaced by some surprise. “You’re that entertainer from dinner!”

“While that is true, I cannot believe that you don’t remember who I really am. Especially after what you did to me.”

“What are you talking about?” Erica responded. “I don’t know you.”

“Stop talking,” Femzo bit out. Erica fell silent. “I’ve been looking forward to this day. The day that I was able to take my ****.” Femzo stepped up to Jack. “What’s your name?”

“Jack.”

“All right, Jack. Ignore any other voice but my own. You see that woman?” Femzo pointed at Erica for emphasis. “She’s not your wife.”

“What are you doing?” Erica cried out in panic.

“She tried to steal you away from me,” Femzo continued. “The no-good slut stole my wedding ring and seduced you into her bed.”

“No!”

“She was going to try and trap you with her by getting pregnant with your child.” She caressed Jack’s cheek lovingly. “We both know how responsible you are. I’m so glad I found you before anything happened.”

Satisfied with the look of anger coming across Jack’s face, Femzo also took comfort in Erica’s attempts to reach her husband. “Jack! Jack, no! I love you! We need to get away! Please, Jack!”

“You no-good whore!” Jack bellowed in anger.

“No, Jack!” Erica exclaimed as she began to cry.

Femzo kneeled in front of Erica as she took her enemy’s left hand, slipping the wedding ring off to move to her own ring finger. “Do you remember me now?” she asked. Erica was in such a state that she didn’t reply. “I’m Eleanor, and I’m Jack’s wife.”