Kate was peeping through the window when she welcomed Frank right behind her. He burnt her ears and neck with his warm breath and rubbed her slender waist. He was horny tonight, and she looked forward to getting his sex cookies from a woman he called his wife. Saying that he was sex starved was just an understatement and he wondered how long they were going to keep existing like strangers.“We have a long night ahead of us if we start early we may hit enough orgasm,” he groaned, lasciviousness clouding his voice. He pressed his erection against her sizable backside before resting his head on her short ponytail.Kate pulled from his hold and shrugged off his hands which came upon her shoulders afterward. She rolled her blue eyes at him and wrinkled her nose at the thought of his demands.“Sex shouldn’t be the paramount thing right now,” she spoke in a mumble, “We have to pray that Brian is not found, that is the only way we can be happy and have free access to wealth in the future. As
“Don’t you think coming to my chamber at this critical time is quite risky?” Salsa asked in whispers the moment the door creaked and Ken sneaked in.Ken stole a glance out the door before shutting it gently.Salsa who just left the bathroom with her towel tied across her bust, found it easy to let loose the towel the moment Ken sneaked into her chamber.“Opula and Kate have gone to the club. Eva her husband and her father have joined the search party to find Brian, so we are literally alone,” he whispered, pranced to the bar, poured strong wine for two and shot his lustful eyes at her cleavage and then her thick backside, which rolled effortlessly whenever she walked.Gently she applied her body lotion and stretched her hair for the night.“These past few weeks have been hectic for every single soul under this roof over the disappearance of Brian,” Ken whispered, had a sip and started drifting to the sofa to have a perfect glare at Salsa’s thickness in the boldly transparent nightie,
Eva was out in public, having handy Brian’s enlarged picture asking everyone that came her way about Brian. Over the weeks she had dedicated her time to searching for Brian. She had always been an introvert, but lately she found herself talking to people that she ordinarily found impossible. Nevertheless, she didn’t care about the fuss that accompanied the search for Brian; all she wanted was positive result.With the picture of Brian raised in front of her, she asked “He is a missing person. Please did you see him anywhere around?”And not until recently she started getting the worst of replies.“What business do I have with the most violent mad man?” the chubby man queried, shot his furious stare at her, sighed before having a walk.“Who? Is this not the most violent mad man?” another middle-aged Caucasian woman queried and scowled her face at the sizable picture of Brian before hissing and walking away.“Who wants to get killed? To hell with the most violent mad man?” another man,
I had been at the train station with mother for God-knows-when, daring to convince her, I was going to return hale and hearty and I wasn’t going forever. Although the news making the round was that Rio Hondo girls who made it to Ohio ended up forgetting home, after they got affluence and power through their rich husbands. But here I was convincing mother I wasn’t going to forget her. And besides, we had reached agreement about my traveling to Ohio.She had agreed the other night about my traveling to Ohio to hustle for the half a million dollar bill I would refund the Fanny’s.Mother would not have agreed to my intention if not for the famine that befell Rio Hondo of recent. It was indeed a period of peril and massive ruin across the food bank of Rio Hondo. The last time such a famine was recorded was decades ago, when more than a handful of farmers lost their crops to locusts and thereafter stealing of farm produce from successful, privileged farmers was on the increase; I could reca
We had gone a few miles across the bed of the hills and mountains that walled Rio Hondo, when I saw a figure, a familiar one, he was naked, at the summit of the mountain, staring all the way down, about to fall over and take his life. Promptly my attention was brought upon this figure. Obviously, it was a male and because he was standing with his back facing my direction, I could barely figure who it was. I had to dim my eyes and stare very carefully as I wondered who could be stark naked and on top of a mountain summit; it only occurred to me that no sane person would do that;Hold on. Hold on. Wait a minute! That was Brian. Yes. I knew who I just saw now; that was Brian Fanny. I had been with him and taken care of him so I could recognize him from afar if I saw him.Now nothing in this life had scared me more than that sight. I was so sure of the figure. I flinched from my seat and advanced to the window. The train was speeding and the farther we went, the tinnier the figure.“That
Just then, Brain tilted his head backward, and his beady eyes glared at me, before he lowered his gaze and fondled with his fingers. I would have to keep at that song because I could see improvement in his countenance.I had to keep at my tone, singing aloud his lyrics and opening my arms in embrace. I could notice his legs earning some steps backward. My singing voice became longing as I dared to charm him the more. I had to bring out the best of my voice and sang in a way I had never sung in my entire life. I noticed he was beginning to laugh sheepishly, scratch his scraggly, unkempt hair and chuckle almost at intervals before frowning abruptly.Soon his steps increased and he came into my embrace and I wished he could feel my shivering and trembling body as I feared for the worst not to happen. Brian was radically mad and his violence was always uncertain. He could push us over and that would be the end. I didn’t know how pessimism took over me and I am so in danger and peril now;
I thought the Fanny’s weren’t going to locate our current location based on the hidden sight of the mountain. Hours had dragged by and despite giving them direction through phone calls, they were yet to locate us in the ocean of vegetations that gathered at the Rio Hondo border.After so long a time, I could hear a help in the form of a hovering over my head. When I cast my expectant gaze overhead, I could see their hands waving and heads peeping down to us. A private jet was hovering over us. Amidst their clamor, I could see fingers and heads staring down to us in clear exactitude.The Fanny’s were here.Before their arrival I had exhausted my tone in singing those lyrics. By this time Brian had been lulled to sleep on my shoulders, leaving me with no option than to sit on the mountain, so that he could enjoy his sleep on my shoulders.I didn’t know the force controlling me now. I was supposed to be on my way to Ohio; what could have instigated me to yell at a train operator and forc
My countenance was devoid of blithe at the time. I stepped backward to give them the limited attention I had. Once I gazed upon that blue document the horrible moments I had with the Fanny’s relived in me and hit me with hurt. I wouldn’t want us to talk about a contract marriage again. I was going to tell them my purpose of traveling to Ohio was to hustle, make enough money that could sort out the half a million dollars they gave me as exchange for agreeing to marry their son.I knew they were fascinated by the stunt I pulled to save Brian. But in the natural sense, I could barely climb a tree perfectly well let alone a mountain. Perhaps the evil spirit that often possessed me whenever I saw Brian was back, and it was the evil spirit that gave me guts to climb a mountain, meant for professional mountain climbers.“And what about it? If I can remember, I was divorced and mandated to refund back the half a million dollars, else I stand to be jailed. Please I am out to hustle and pay yo
Whenever I stopped by the hospital to check up on Brian, hope of seeing Brian again often increased in me. His coma was indeed repulsive. When I touched his warm palms, my fear dissipated only for a while; at least he still had an ounce of life in him.The moment I stepped into the ward, I began humming his favorite song, with the absolute intention of making him rise from the coma. I had done this several times in the past weeks, and it seemed I wasn’t making headway.But my instinct had often told me Brian would wake up, soon at a time no one would expect. I only wondered where I would be when it would happen.Would I still be in marriage, or would I be with someone else? Would this love I harbor for Brian tarnish someday? Or would it become increasingly stronger?“No, Brian, please, this is the time I need you most,” I mumbled as I grabbed his palms and went on my knees, “A lot has happened and more are yet to happen…” I paused to stamp a chaste kiss on his palms, “Your father is g
Fanny and James Benson were ascending the elevator to the penthouse when James intoned, “Wow, I guess I love what I saw. She is pretty for my son and if you can convince her to marry my son I will give you the two billion dollars diary contract in California.”Even before now Fanny had been full of contagious smile; the truth was out. Fanny didn’t want to offer his son, Brian as potential husband to the billionaire old daughter who came visiting his office the other day.And the only way he could escape it was by paying up his debt of eight hundred million dollars. And now James Benson had baited him with the two billion dollars contract, he would have to give me to Rod as wife so that he could clench on the contract and pay up his debt.Everything fell on me now. And I wondered how he was going to do it.On another note, James Benson was hiding my pregnancy from Fanny since Fanny had not known of it, it was a plus to him, so he would forever keep it a as secret while Rod fathered the
Salsa had nicknamed Fanny a time bomb that was about to happen. And indeed Fanny was. If not for Salsa, who made that revelation to me, some day Fanny would take me unawares and demand a divorce.I was midway putting my inner chamber in order when a servant approached my door, knocked shortly and said, “Melissa Fanny demands you share the table with him.”With my eyes shut, a wave of irritation swept over me and I wondered if I could keep low and not question his intention of getting Brian an older lady once he woke from a coma.“I will be with him in a jiffy,” I said, and swallowed hard to contemplate the audacity I would use to share a table with him.“If Brian wakes from a coma and Fanny threatens to deprive him of being the heir unless he marries this old lady be rest assured that Brian may divorce you.”Those words of Salsa resounded in my head as I got ready to go to Fanny. “Brian would never do that,” I said to myself, “He can never divorce me,” I said yet again as I shook my h
Shortly after mom had disgraced me, Opula and Kate hissed and walked into the villa. I knew they felt disappointed at my decision. They thought mom would have been the only person who would have convinced me to accept the annulment of my marriage. But my mind for Brian had gone rocky and not even my late father resurrecting from the dead, could convince me.“Pet Melissa and ensure she is well taken care of in her chamber, “Fanny ordered the maidens who had been part of the onlookers.Frankly speaking, I had gone soft in the head, my countenance displayed shame. Salsa and Eva surrounded me and I could hear Eva telling the maidens to disperse. As usual, she had taken my dilemma personally and wished she could save me from my fears.I didn’t expect this to happen; into the night I wailed bitterly and felt dejected. To an extent, Salsa and Eva grew wary of petting me.“Hence forth you cease to be my daughter. If you hear that I am dead tomorrow, please don’t come to my funeral …”Those la
With jerking hands, I wiped my cheeks, daring to comprehend what mom meant by one last decision. Everyone’s face dragged in frown as they stared at mom in one moment of bated breath.“Melissa,” mom called and said, “You are going to accept divorce this minute and join me home or you reject divorce and remain disowned forever,” she said through clenched teeth and impatiently waited for my reply.Opula and Kate shook their heads in approval as if, in a subtle way they would give me a warm handshake for finally agreeing to accept divorce.Fanny dimmed his watery eyes at mom and threatened her with his thunderous face. It was not only he that settled his gaze on my lips waiting for my reply, also Eva, Opula, Kate and Salsa wondered what my reply would sound like.I stood to my feet in one moment of payback. Mom had really bitten more than she could chew; what stopped her from inviting me home so we could figure this out. She shouldn’t have embarrassed me in this way. This was absurd.Thro
She had barely uttered out a word when mom’s voice shrieked at her, “May thunder strike that mouth with which you called me an in-law to a shameless billionaire who does nothing than lure naïve girls into unwanted marriage…”Fanny’s brow had knitted immediately as he surged closer to mom, with folded arms, “What is the problem, mom? Do you realize who you are insulting, huh? You can’t come to my villa and blurt out rubbish. Do I need to remind you that this is my compound and you have no right to insult me?”Mom couldn’t listen to me; my molded arms were still pleading with her but there was no stopping her. She hollered at a disheartening manner, which pulled out Eva and their husbands from where they had been in the villa.I couldn’t withstand this anymore; I lowered my gaze in shame and wailed uneasily like a child.“Even if I am in your toilet I will talk sense into your dumb head. You evil billionaire!” mom cursed, “So it is you that charmed my daughter into a marriage of no retu
A mountain of frown crept into my face as I shot an investigative gaze at Salsa. “What is happening, Salsa? My mom is here?” I asked, stood to my jerking feet and advanced to the window.I could hear voices at the third gate, and it was obvious the security had restricted her from barging in and they were yelling at one another now.“I should be asking you that?” Salsa snapped and shot crimson gaze at me. “How did your mom know that you are here? Did you tell her the last time you visited?” Salsa queried as she joined me at the window.A sudden rain of sweat descended on my body; nervousness enveloped me as my lips shook with anxiety. I stroked my French hair confusedly and paced up and down. I was locked in utter confusion.“I never did,” I replied at a breath, “Why would I reveal my destination to my mom, knowing how furious she would be? After I lied to her that I have reaccepted the divorce, I told her I had relocated to Ohio where I worked as janitor.” I paused as suspicion jumpe
Having waited for Salsa to show up in my chamber, but to no avail, I decided to check her up in the kitchen where I knew she could be found. I needed to appreciate her for saving me from being implicated the other day.Salsa gave me a second chance to stay at the Fanny villa; of course, she had saved my marriage the moment she told a lie about the gift.“Hey, I have come to say thank you for saving my marriage,” I said softly , standing at the door as she got startled under the sound of my voice.“You startled the hell out of me,” Salsa said calmly, her lopsided smile dragging from ear to ear as she turned on the gas cooker, “What are you doing here, Melissa? I hope you know I will be punished drastically if you are found in the kitchen.”I was all smiles too, as I glanced around for any onlookers, “I know family members are restricted from the kitchen. But it is taking you too long to take breakfast in my chamber,” I whispered and glanced around.Salsa seemed to be scared; it was evi
On this day, mom was in her garden harvesting some bunches of flower which had posed as weed to her vegetables, when a Ferrari sped and halted at her compound.She never expected a visitor and since she wasn’t expecting any, she busied herself with the weeding and didn’t consider checking who it was.“My mother-in-law! Where are you? I am here!” a voice called and my mom raised her gaze from the ground. Suddenly, she had familiarized herself with such name because she was certain I would get married to Rod Benson, whether I like it or not.And emphatically, no one called her by this name except Rod Benson. When she raised her gaze she saw a young man in a T-shirt and jeans, having dark shades on his eyes, with luxury hanging around him.Indeed, mom was aging; she couldn’t recognize who it was until Rod took off his dark shades and lit his face with a smile.“Rod Benson,” mom called, and tossed her hoe to the ground before dusting her hand on her wrapper to go forth to him. “My son-in-