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
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
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
Like a lioness, I flinched for action, taking caution and care as I advanced towards our chambers. The servant was clamoring and gasping for life. Now I have become nervous. Salsa scuttled right behind me, hooting her breath in fear and burning the back of my neck with her warm breath and combing around for my husband.The scream of the servant had startled everyone and soon, darting eyes peeped through their windows to wonder what the problem was. But no one wanted to risk coming out of their chambers to verify with me because certainly in the mansion, presently it was only my husband that courted trouble and ruin; the attack on Opula, the stigmatization on Brian seemed to have doubled so much that our chambers were declared out of ban.The stigmatization was becoming alarming and annoying that everyone stared at me as though I was a beast. If my husband were to strangle me to death, no one would run to my rescue. I was that ill-fated…Brian had stopped ranting and kicking against th
“If I would ever survive this marriage, please some should let me know,” I said in my head while I face a panel of police officers sent by the billionaire, Fanny Luis to query me over carelessness of taking care of his son.This was a case of murder but perpetrated by a mentally deranged man; I saw no case there, perhaps no case with Brian but me.Their hostile faces scanned my teary face and I was dumbfounded to utter a reply to their question. My thought still beamed on the scene at the mansion before the party of policemen bundled me to the station for questioning.Before I left for the station, my husband was bound hands and feet, left in the scorching sun of summer and whipped like a stubborn cattle. The last sight of him was blood gushing through his nostrils and blisters all over his naked body. I could recall how I screamed at the tops of my voice, yelling madly at the security from the car of the police, who were driving me to the station at the time.That was happening to Br
“What other task do you talk of, my wife?” Frank asked, paced up and down the bedroom, still nursing his libido.“I told you how my father rebuked me when I demanded two million dollars for your upkeep. He boasted about Brian and Melissa and how they would champion over the wealth of the Fanny’s by the time he regains his sanity…” she paused and got hold of some documents on the table, “Now bring your ass here and read this.” She pointed into the documents, “This is the contract marriage agreement papers between them and this clause says that either Brian or Melissa would automatically assume as heir to the Fanny Group should Melissa bear him at least a child in the window period of the contract marriage.” She grinned and frowned at Frank, “Did you get that?”Frank interjected arrogantly, “I know all of that wife, you don’t need to remind me what I know already. But that doesn’t satisfy my hot libido, I am sex-starved. For six months now you have denied me this body. You demanded I ca
Eva didn’t join us at home. She drove straight to the Fanny Group and barged in on Fanny having a conference meeting with his executives. With her jaw clenched, she rolled furious eyes at her father and left to wait for him in the office.Opula and Kate were at the meeting when Eva barged in, so they wondered what must have prompted her to barge into the meeting uninvited, like a kitten that missed its way.“What could be happening, sis?” Kate asked Opula as she peered her head closer to hers. She whispered yet again, “Why is that little maggot here? Did you see the look on her face? She has never behaved in such a manner. I guess there is a fire on the mountain.”Opula whispered back to her, “Chin up. After the meeting, we will meet with father, who will disclose it to us. I guess he knows what is happening. A few days ago, James Benson came to visit father at the villa. Something is definitely happening.”Kate hummed in disapproval, “I only heard that James visited. I didn’t see him
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