“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!
Under the command of her hoarse, shrill voice, all the servants came out in a single file and gave a long face as Opula barked and paraded with the security. At the time, she had gone crimson and berserk, so the servants dared not to consent to her troubles.Her chant had woken up everyone, including the billionaire himself, Fanny Luis, who was busy gulping down flutes of beer at the bar and writhing in pain over the disappearance of the diamond pearl; it hurt Fanny so much because he could remember gifting his daughters a pearl of diamond after his granny advised him to start doing such because women were priceless even more than pearls of diamond.At the time, I was busy in my chamber singing Brian’s song and cuddling him to slumber after Opula’s chant startled him from sleep. It wasn’t too long when I heard a bang on my door.I flinched like a kitten from fire. It was actually for me or did I hear wrongly? The bang came yet again, and it was as if the intruder would daze me a slap
Outside, she writhed in pain, wriggled her body and shouted at the tops of her loins as the security bound her and flogged her naked body before casting her into the street…“It could have been me. Yes. It could have been me,” I spoke within myself, shedding tears for Ella as I peeped through the window, observing as she dared to cover her breasts on the streets as onlookers paused to take a glimpse of her nude and mock her. Indeed, she was lost about where to turn…This was jungle justice, and I was pained that such an adverse judgment was given to her.“She deserves worse than that,” a voice sounded somewhere behind me and I flinched to see it was Salsa. Her lips pouted in unforgiveness and vengeance. I saw it all spelled on her face.“Do you have a hand in that?” I asked and returned my gaze on Ella who was being touched and poked in the ass by those lustful, dirty men on the street.“Are you still asking if I have a hand in that? Of course, I do,” Salsa revealed, mumbling quietly
All the servants stood coldly, staring with uncertainty in their eyes and fear on their shoulders. No one knew who was going to fall victim. The diamond pearl was worth forty-five million dollars, according to Opula who had been ranting over the worth of the piece.Fanny Luis, the billionaire, stood aside with his thunderous face held out as he waited for results; this was indeed a serious issue and anyone that fell victim was going to be dealt with dastardly.Just like Opula, Fanny paced up and down, his flute of wine handy, waiting for the security to proffer results. More than every other thing, I was more particularly interested in my husband’s safety than the missing diamond. He was still ranting at the tops of his lungs at the time and I wished he could avoid the security and vice versa. I didn’t want anyone to hurt him in any way.I only suspected Brian could launch an attack on any of the security who could possibly kick the hell out of his ass. I wished they could allow me to
Under the command of her hoarse, shrill voice, all the servants came out in a single file and gave a long face as Opula barked and paraded with the security. At the time, she had gone crimson and berserk, so the servants dared not to consent to her troubles.Her chant had woken up everyone, including the billionaire himself, Fanny Luis, who was busy gulping down flutes of beer at the bar and writhing in pain over the disappearance of the diamond pearl; it hurt Fanny so much because he could remember gifting his daughters a pearl of diamond after his granny advised him to start doing such because women were priceless even more than pearls of diamond.At the time, I was busy in my chamber singing Brian’s song and cuddling him to slumber after Opula’s chant startled him from sleep. It wasn’t too long when I heard a bang on my door.I flinched like a kitten from fire. It was actually for me or did I hear wrongly? The bang came yet again, and it was as if the intruder would daze me a slap
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!
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
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
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
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
“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