I feel horrific right now. Extremely confused. Recently going on for about 3 years I've done something so horrible, so perverse, that I now think I'm going to hell. And it's scaring me to the core. I did it because of my personality and now I'm so scared I've become one of the people I once feared. Now as I've looked through this website I've found it suitable for my question. There are a lot of trolls (heck this is so ridiculous ppl might accuse me of being one), but there are a lot of good people with honest answers.
To start, I'm a Christian. Or so I thought. I don't even know anymore, I've gone down such a path, I dont know if I deserve to be called that anymore. I feel as if the devil has been inside me.
What happened was that 3 years ago I was arrested for having beer as a person under the age of 21. Since I was 18, I got taken to the county jail. Now I was a minimum security, low priority inmate, so outside of the cells I was mixed with males and females before my bond hearing during my phone call, that's when I saw Hannah. She was there for drunk in public. I remember as I sat next to her in my orange jumpsuit I noticed her hair. My lord that's probably what got me. It was beautiful. Anyway, we all (me and 4 other male inmates + 3 female inmates including Hannah) had our bond hearing. I got released on a personal bond (No bail, just a promise I'd pay the citation) and Hannah did too.
As I was outside the county detention center waiting for my friends to pick me up, Hannah, was also outside, and we talked, she seemed cool and mellow and a nice girl, so I talked to her, and gave her my cell number.
A week later she called me, and we hung out. Then my nightmare/fantasy began.
Now, I've always been a good, Christian, God, fearing man who before this had never broken the law, but after I became friends with Hannah, I've gone down a very dark path.
Ok, when I turned 19, my parents kicked me out of my home, what was once my home, so I lived with Hannah, and she had an idea of how we could make a lot of money. Her brother, had tried doing something similar and somewhat succeded.
Her idea, was for me to get into shape, by going to the gym everyday, working out and getting a movie star's body (she paid for the gym) and go to a dermatologist (I had acne), and to practice sexually with her (I felt horrific about this, I used to only want to have sex once I got married)
The outcome of all of this was to seduce an older woman and eventually get her to marry me.
I know. It's horrific, but I agreed. I've always been lazy. Heck before this I got supported by Hannah when my parents kicked me out, and after high school I never went to college. So I saw this as a golden ticket to riches.
So our plan started. After I became a "hunk" I started going to places where lonely rich women went under Hannah's guidence. And I tried seducing them.
Well, I succeded. A woman named Kimberly took an interest in me, a big interest, I pretended to like her for herself and after a while our relationship got physical. She is NOT attractive, and part of the plan was for me to have sex with her. So Hannah gave me Cocaine and Speed to deal with it, and apart from that I also smoked a lot of weed and drank a lot before, you know.
An it has been like that for a while. And the endgame was for me to propose to her.
Now, she is a very wealthy woman, her net worth is give or take around 17 Million! Quite a bit!. and me and Hannah were supposed to split the settlement 40/40 and her brother got a 10% (his idea)
Well I did propose to her and she said yes, and since I've been quite a good actor, there is no prenup. and as soon as we get married, 2 years from now, the plan is for me to divorce her, get the best divorce attorney available (That Hannah's brother is paying for), and for me to get a big settlement and alimony.
I feel so guilty about this, Kimberly is actually a really nice woman, she lost her husband a few years ago and has found comfort in me. I'm pretty sure I'm not breaking the law here, but what I'm doing is horrific, and I feel like I'm going to hell.
The wedding is in 7 months. What should I do? I swear, every fiber in my body feels like telling the truth and calling the whole thing off! But the lazy part in me just sees the paycheck at the end of the tunnell and the time I'll have with Hannah.
What should I do?

