Salsa was mid way washing her body in the pool close to her chamber when a shadow loomed out and drifted to her.“Greetings, my priceless chief maiden,” she was startled out of the world and once she shot a glance at the entrance, the figure was Ken she let a breath of relief and welcomed him to her side with her lustful stare.“Your wife was bitten by mad Brian,” she mumbled and raised her body above the pool to show off her busts, “You are not supposed to be here. Or don’t you feel sorry for her, uh?”He started advancing to her, “When the cats are away, the mouse will play. I would rather be with you than be with a woman that is not meant for me,” he mumbled and combed his gaze around to see if there was an onlooker.Salsa blushed and waved at him to hasten up. “You certainly know how to make me golden with your words. I look forward to the day we would elope so I could enjoy more of your enchanting words. But then dear we need to take things gradually. Eyes are watching us,” she w
“Thank you, Ken,” Salsa mumbled as she watched him get dressed after their fourth round in a night.Her eyes lit with unfathomable satisfaction as she kept gazing on the pearl that grazed her wrist and neck. A lot paced through her mind now as she wondered what would become of this priceless gift in her possession.“I should be the one thanking you for loving me,” he groaned, advanced to her and stamped her a kiss on the brow, before he smoothed the thick eye brow that filled above her eyes.She swallowed hard and cautioned him. “You must be careful while sneaking out. Eyes are watching.” She mumbled and glared around on the lookout for Ella whom she knew must be lurking somewhere around She grabbed his face gratefully, “When next do we see?” She asked, very much staring into his eyes as her eyes sparked with joy and fulfillment.He dimmed his widened gaze at her and mumbled, “Whenever you want it.”His huge palms clenched on her waist before he peered forward to engage her lips in ye
“My husband,” I called Brian and he dragged a laugh, as sheepishly as he fondled with his hands and then scowled his face with a conviction in me that he regretted smiling in the first place.He was still bound with the fetters and a close stare at it revealed they were cutting into his skin. At this time his wrist and ankles were bleeding. It was then I knew the hurt behind those sheepish smiles on his face. That must be hurting him so much now and I wondered how often he had begged for his bleeding wrist to be attended to.“Oh my God! You are bleeding, my husband…!” I gasped and paced up and down the room confusedly.This could probably be the reason for his chant! “I am so sorry dear. You are going to get off these fetters. You just hold on. I will be back!” I promised him with every eagerness in me as though he understood all I just said.I dashed out of the chambers calling on any security around to give the keys to those fetters.“Security! Security!! Security!!!Salsa came thro
With the song I was able to lull Brian to sleep as he was very much upset over the bruises the fetters inflicted on him. At the time his wrist had swollen and his ankles and been so bruised that the redness couldn’t be differentiated from the blood that thickened under his skin.With his head resting on my thighs I was able to treat his bruised ankles and wrists with the first aid box. I wanted to take him to the clinic but then a contrary thought suggested I treat him myself to avoid Opula avenging the bite he gave her the other day.Since she was still at the clinic, it would be riskier to have Brian at the same clinic. When he bit her I had seen the vengeance and enmity that decked her eyes and I could tell that things may never get rosy between the both of them and Brian stood at a lone end in the hearts of his sisters right now.I was done treating Brian to my very best yet I couldn’t rise to my feet and let him sleep all to himself. It was if I was stuck at the spot, even when
After such a busy day with Brian, I had to return to the inner chamber where I often passed the night.Until the moment I decided to return to bed, I was yet to decide whether to let Brian sleep on my thighs or not. Only that I wished I could sleep while sitting up. I had developed thick skin towards many limitations in this marriage now that getting injured by him or being lynched by my husband wasn’t an issue anymore; perhaps such a crossroads decision had got me going.I willingly gave in to the idea of returning to my bed. As I lay Brian in his bed, this pang of pity hung around me. He seemed as though he had never been mad. He was so delicate to behold. My heart melted even till this very moment. I only saw myself smiling sheepishly as him and when I couldn’t control the pang anymore, I sat down to gaze upon him for a while.I was convinced he had shifted his burden to my shoulders, and I was willing to help him now or die trying. Nothing felt more fulfilling seeing this delicate
Immediately, Eva submerged her naked body in the pool, Tony, her husband, drifted to her side.“Do you mind if I join you in the pool?” he demanded, smiling cheek to cheek.She obliged him with a smile, “I can’t wait. Bring it on, sweetie.”Normally, she had always enjoyed making love to her husband by the pools, and whenever he appeared at her side during swimming hours, she often did his bidding effortlessly, knowing the satisfaction that was about to engrave her heart.Once he stamped her a kiss on the brow, she mumbled, “My father has finally decided to ban Brian from sharing the dining with us. This is the most disheartening news of my life. Can you believe that?” she nagged, expecting her husband to take sides with her.But Tony actually didn’t disappoint her when he said, “Why would he take such a drastic decision on his only son?” Tony asked, stroking her hair.“After the recent attack on Opula, my sisters reached a consensus. I may not be seeing much of my brother again.” Her
I didn’t know it was dawn already until Brian dragged on my lush hair. When I sluggishly opened my eyes, I saw he was standing by my side, earnestly, pulling on my hair. Being pulled now, nothing pained me so much as my hair. I had a turf dry hair so any harm on it left me with unfathomable migraine.“Oh my hair, Brian! You are hurting me! Will you be happy if I get hurt?” I lamented at the top of my lungs. At the time, my hair was almost pulling off my scalp and Brian was pulling harder.But there was no stopping him. His face grinned hugely, and his teeth clenched as he pulled without any iota of emotion on his face. He pulled on my hair as if it were some cord that was tied to an edge. As soon as the song came from my tone, I could feel a bit relief as he was letting go gradually. When I sang harder, he let go completely and sat on the floor a baby. I had gone crimson on my face and my scalp was aching with the utmost disdain now.Usually it was an opportunity for me to wash him, a
Most times when my husband acted violently and hit the door, the chef would delay bringing our food and whenever they brought it the food would be too small for us. This had drastically affected even the quality of food they brought around.The food upon arrival would either be stale or would seemingly be like the remnant of the food Opula, Kate and Eva just had; on one of the occasions, I discovered that the pasta they brought for us had rotten, and it offended my audacity to think that this was food from them to their brother.Recently, I told them to ignore whatever sentiments they had against us and bring us enough food and on time too. I gave them the idea of bringing the food through the rear exit whenever Brian kicked and thumped against the front door, because I noticed the chefs often didn’t drop his food at the front door because of his constant kicking and thumping on the door.Most times, these chefs thought that he would break out the next minute and attack them.“No! No!
Each time I beheld the beautiful pearl Brian gifted me before the coma, I often wondered how I could reciprocate this kind gesture.When I heard of Modest Art, Rio Hondo’s most gifted artist, who happened to be an Indian oldie, I decided to immortalize my husband and to do this I gave his picture of when he was putting on ear pod while singing in the studio, to the artist.After being immortalized, I would place the statue in the middle of the villa where everyone could see it and appreciate my sweetheart. I guess father would love it.Staring at this three-fourth statue of Brian, I was excited to bring this into reality because it was a gift from my heart. I had gifted Brian something special. I wanted to gift him the child in my womb and I guess it would be the best gift ever because he would be the most fulfilled man on earth when he woke from coma and realized I was pregnant for him.Obviously, that would be the greatest gift ever. But for now, I wanted to gift him something ever
I was very busy in my inner chamber humming Brian’s favorite song and keeping the chamber in order when I heard a shuffling walker close by. At first, I threw caution to the wind by taking it for granted, thinking it was one of the servants. Not until I perceived the heady fragrance of a male figure, and I was startled.“Oh my goose!” I exclaimed, “You startled me!” I nagged as I caught sight of Frank at my door.First, he didn’t knock on the door before sneaking in, and second, he was bare-chested in my chamber at an ungodly hour. Besides, I can’t recall the last time I had a rapport with Frank considering the fact that he was Kate’s husband and might have been sent to snitch on me.This visit was unhealthy to me; it was not supposed to be, and I wondered why he was here in the first place.“Why are you here, frank?” my harsh tone queried him as I gave a closer study of his moves. Perhaps he was here for an ulterior motive.He was all smiles, neglecting my question as he advanced to
“You have been moody since we started dinner, and you have barely touched your food,” Fanny said, and gave an investigative look at me, who had been fondling with my meal for some time now.I forced a weird smile and grinned afterward. I had been thinking.Nothing else was on my mind than the evil plot of Opula and Kate which would have been executed if I hadn’t intervened. Right now I kept struggling within myself whether or not to tell Fanny about it.I wouldn’t want to start a fight I couldn’t finish. I only wished Opula and Kate would let peace reign. If only they would know that I had no interest in the Fanny’s empire but in feelings for Brian.“Is there anything you want to share with me?” Fanny asked me and when a thought hit his mind he said, “If it is about the Ferraris which Opula smashed, I have fixed them. Your husband’s Ferrari is ready for use.” I shook my head in disapproval, “Far from it father,” I interrupted him and hesitated to speak yet further, “I…I” I stuttered,
The day after, Opula and Kate drove down to the hospital with the coffin and the expectation of replacing Brian with a doll replica. Since they had everything in place there was no need to waste any more time. They couldn’t wait to do away with Brian and nullify my marriage with their brother.Once Brian wais buried, they will have no war to fight anymore.They were seated in the doctor’s office, waiting for the doctor to come in and tell them his arrangements for the secret burial.“It will be ideal to bury him at night,” Opula said, staring at Kate who gave a nod, “I have made arrangements with the men at Rio Hondo cemetery, and they said late hour will be the best time.”Kate supported it, “You have a point there, dear. We should do this without any form of suspicion. You know how reputable and famous our family is in Rio Hondo. If we are seen at the cemetery right now by anyone it would create suspicion and expose us.”“Yes, of course we could be exposed and you know the consequen
I had a desperate yet nervous breath when I got into the ward where Brian may have to stay till he woke from the coma. I couldn’t take a few more steps forward. How could I behold with my eyes a man I thought was healed of his insanity? How would I shut my eyes to sleep after seeing Brian lose his cuteness overnight just because he was at a spot as lifeless as the leaves.I sniffed heavily as I wiped the tears that surged down my eyes.I never wanted to be entangled in love, but this was fate happening to me; this was destiny and if you should ask me, I would embrace it with my full chest and endure till the end.It seemed as though my toes were stuck to the floor. Once I gazed upon Brian, my heart thudded with fear and I recalled Opula and Kate making plans to declare him dead.Warm tears burnt my cheeks as they trickled down. I surged close wishing I could wave some magic wand and Brian would wake from coma.But reality dawned on me; the man whom I thought I would spend the rest of
When I returned to my chamber I was as shattered as the glass that fell off the rooftop. Things could get messier for me in this villa and I wondered if I should stay back and wait for Brian or if I should run away.I grabbed Brian’s photo, turned on his music on the player and fresh memories of the first love of my life flashed before me. This was a man that once scared the living daylight out of me due to his violent mental derangement, but today I was carrying his baby.“Oh Lord could this be true love or am I overwhelmed by my infatuation? What fate awaits me on this path of love?” I wailed within myself as I gazed upon the photo of Brian.He left as soon as he came into my heart. I never knew it was going to get to this; perhaps I would have hidden my love and walked away without any strings attached.That very night I slept off with Brian’s photo on my chest and his favorite song sounding on the player***These days, the photo of Brian was the last thing I saw and the first thi
Frank and Kate were going through my contract marriage documents while they discussed the way forward for the Fanny Group.I guessed I was the only obstacle stopping the girls from inheriting their father’s wealth and I wondered what they could be up to now my husband was in a coma.All I wanted was the safety and survival of my husband; although I wanted to disappear from the villa for a while, on a second thought, Brian would be disappointed if he should wake from the coma, and I was nowhere to be found.I didn’t want Brian to lose trust in me; we had come a long way and nothing could separate us; not even death.But I knew Brian would wake from the coma!“This is exactly one month Brian has been in a coma,” Frank said, flipping through the document papers, “Fanny Luis is not getting any younger, is he going to wait for Brian to wake before he appoints an heir? It is obvious Brian is not going to wake from the coma.”Kate poured drink for two and handed him a glass.“I was at the ho
Fanny, Tony and I surrounded Eva who was lying in the sick bed, under a drip bag. She was very strong now, and I couldn’t wait to hear what the cause of what happened to her was.Her husband, Tony, stamped an engaging kiss on her brow, “Please honey, get well soon. I don’t want anything to befall you. You are all I have got.” He grabbed her palms and stamped a warm kiss on it.Eva rolled her frail eyes and sucked a deep breath. Her gaze came upon me and I guessed she wanted to utter a word but held it back.Soon the doctor came in and invited everyone except me, “Why don’t you stay back, Melissa and take care of her,” the doctor said, while Fanny and Tony joined her in his office.Shortly after they left, Eva sprang so energetically that it was obvious this was a trick. I raised my knitted brows at her, surprised to see her smiling and lively.“Hey, Melissa, I am fine, nothing happened to me,” she whispered, smiling with mountains of energy in her eyes and chin, “I had to do the needf
Reality was about to dawn on me once I heard my name. I turned to go in and answer the police, but before that I banged the door to stop Opula and Kate from peeping into my chamber.When I got in, Eva and the police were staring at a sizable box which was locked; that was the reason they called me.Instantly, awareness struck in me and I realized it was in the box I kept the credit card a night ago. Nervousness hung in my eyes as I swallowed hard.“Could you please unlock the box so that we can search it?” the police officer said softly, pointing at the box.Eva’s gaze settled on me; she could perceive the reality that had just struck in me; it just hit my memory that in the box was the credit card . I had hidden the card in it for safe keeping so that enemies like Opula wouldn’t find it.“Oh my God,” I exclaimed in my mind, “Misfortune is about to happen to me now. It just dawned on me that the card was in the box and not under the bed. Oh, Lord! I need a turn around,” I said in my m