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Nurse Stella and I stood staring at the Fanny’s villa while I was still all tears, with heavy sob which shook my entire body. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt sadness cloud my features.I felt like a kid that was about to be sold for slavery. I was daunted, naive, stolen and abandoned to an impending fate. I gazed upon my scruffy self and swallowed hard at the thought of the decision I was about to make.Nurse Stella grabbed me into her embrace, only wishing she could really be of help to me at the time. Had it been she could afford the half a million dollars, I believed she would have given it to me without a tinge of rejection.Although I saw no sense in the advice yet there was an awakening that accompanied it. Yes. My thought was opened into an unfathomable recognition of the fact that once my mother ‘kicked the bucket,’ I would never set my eyes on her again.She was all I had at the time, my essence, my now and future. She may not know the sacrifice I was about getting to becaus
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I halted my step and could hear voices whispering from ear to ear over the reason for my tears. Fanny Luis’s jaw dropped upon seeing my teary face and I doubted if it was for me or for his reputation.The voices were as the chirping of innumerable bees; they were murmuring about my fallen countenance. I just wish I could chin up and be matured before these gusts.“Why is she all tears?” a voice among the guest queried.“Isn’t she happy?” another replied coldly.“Oh it could be tears of joy,” another suggested.“Who wouldn’t be emotional? She is fortunate to marry the billionaire’s mad son,” that was another voice which sounded even more offensive than all the voices.The guests whispered among themselves, while the waited for the next line of action.I stood in my gloom, locked and pressed my hands in front, with my gaze lowered, at least with the intent to hide my sullen teary face from any careful onlooker.All of a sudden a lush silence hung over the entire building as piles of cha
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I barely could shake my head when I turned around and realized there were about six of the security. They made at Brian, over powered him while one unlocked his chains and set him loose. They made sure they took away the chains and any weapon around him.I was abandoned to gazing at them as they dared to put him to rest. The intense struggle left Brian grunting and groaning like a bull on the floor while the security endeavored to pin him on the floor.“Ma’am, the billionaire wants you to know your way around the chamber,” one said while the rest still struggled with Brian. “The chains often cut into his wrist and ankle that is why we often unchain him, especially at night and give him sedatives so he could sleep well at night,” he elucidated yet further.“Would he ever sleep well at night? Why would you put me at risk by unchaining the most violent mad man in Rio Hondo?” I nagged in my head as I scowled my face at what the other security were doing with Brian.I noticed there were wi
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Ken had never been so confused and devastated. “What is this all about?” he queried, “What brought about the divorce? Why did you suddenly come up with divorce? Did I do wrong to nag about your attitude towards this marriage? Do you expect me to keep shut while you misbehave?”“You are the one that has been misbehaving in this marriage!” Opula yelled radically and Ken was startled a bit. “If there is anyone misbehaving, it is you. And I say it here and now you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me…”“What is wrong? Why did you say that? What did I do?” Ken queried and was about touching Opula on the arm.“Get your filthy, adulterous hands off me!” Opula yelled and pulled away, “Every day is for the thief, but one day is for the owner. When you think no one sees you, don’t forget God sees you,” Opula broke down in tears and managed to bring out her phone.Just then, feet could be heard knocking on the floor close by and it was obviously the heels of stilettos were knocking o
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It was late on a Monday and Opula was yet to return to the villa. Ken had never been so worried. Worse still, Opula’s phone line wasn’t reachable. He had consulted Kate about it and Kate had given him the cold shoulders, with so much malice in her eyes.This had left Ken worried because he couldn’t recall bickering with Kate or quarreling with her. He wondered what could make Kate give him the cold shoulders when he asked about his wife. Ken had told Frank and Tony about it and they mentioned the bankruptcy of Fanny Group was the reason for her attitude.“But today is Monday,” Frank had said, “This is unlike her. She is into this lifestyle only on Fridays, which often took her to the club.”Ken shook his head in confirmation, “Exactly the reason I am worried,” Ken had said as he stroked his ponytail confusedly and took a glass of rum and gulped, “I am still nervous. This is the first time she has been keeping late night, and I am undoubtedly convinced she is in trouble.”“Trouble?” To
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The noise of the resounding slap hung in Salsa’ ears, and she shut her eyes afterward, losing interest in seeing more of the video. She raised her gaze, masked her face and sobbed into her palms, as her heart pounded with the heaviness of a banging ball.“No, this can’t be true,” she protested. “As you can see in the video, I called it a quit with your husband. I don’t have anything to do with him anymore. You can call him to confirm…”Opula chuckled in mockery, “Oh really. The fact remains that you were seeing my husband. You have been sleeping with him until recently. You are the mistress that has been distracting my marriage. How dare you, Salsa. Have you forgotten how deep I bite when I am embarking on revenge, huh?”Salsa interrupted, “It is not true, please don’t misunderstand me. I never wanted to date your husband, but he wouldn’t let me be. Despite reminding him about the risk of cheating on you, he still forced himself on me. What on earth would make me share your husband wi
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Like a hard-working dog, Salsa hastened into the Villa and headed straight to Opula’s chamber only to meet Kate, well seated to a tray of tequila and rum. Although uncertainty fluttered across her face, Salsa perceived all was not well and if not for her mother’s medical bills, Opula’s chamber was the last place she wanted to be.She stood nervously, arms pressed in front as she watched. Kate sip her wine and grinned hugely, “Good afternoon ma’am,” Salsa greeted , her voice was vague and depressed. She felt the pang of humiliation which hung in the chamber. Yes, it was supposed to be in connection with her rejecting the offer and nothing else.“I guess they are upset for rejecting the job,” Salsa said in her mind and greeted again, this time around very audibly , “Good afternoons ma’am,” and when Kate gave her the cold shoulders , she had to explain herself, “I am back to do the job. My apologies for being an ass. I wasn’t supposed to reject the offer so…so.” She stuttered and swallow
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Kate was busy with the maids who assisted the costumier to make her up in her chamber. Suddenly, there was a barge; it was Opula. She was looking thunderous and stolen. She smacked her lips in fury and began to walk up and down the chamber, slightly murmuring under her breath.Kate perceived the unrest on her face and was forced to order the maids and costumier, “Please leave us now.” Her voice was calm, yet her gaze gathered around Opula who kept pacing up and down.“That bastard rejected the offer!” Opula yelled once the maids vacated the chamber. “Despite flopping the job, Salsa has the guts to reject the fifty thousand dollars initial deposit for the job.”Kate’s face screwed up, “What! Salsa did that? What must have given her the guts to reject the money? She needs money like a money hole, especially for her mother’s medical bills,” she contemplated and placed a finger on her jaw , “Are you sure she hasn’t revealed it to Melissa?”Opula clenched her jaw and beamed, “I don’t give
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When I opened my eyes from slumber, my bones nagged at me with a quarrelsome ache and I could tell I had been asleep for God-knows-when and within my face I could feel my favored brow . I yawned from my shattered loins and stared around to see that Eva had been smiling at me.“You are finally awake dear,” she spoke with rare admirable smile dragging down her chin, “You are welcome to my cabin,” she said once she noticed I had perceived the strange surrounding.“Your cabin?” I asked and sat up still stolen by the surrounding before I started fiddling around, “What am I doing in your cabin? Am I supposed to be here? And is the party over?”Eva sat by my side and wondered how she was going to look me in the face and reveal to me that a woman I trusted so much was ready to betray me to Opula and Kate. As Eva smiled at me, she was drowned in thought and she fought within herself not to reveal anything to me.“Yes, dear you are supposed to be here. Em…em… actually you fell into deep slum
