“Oh my God! Oh no! Please! Don’t do that!” I yelled, burying my face between my thighs and holding my head in shock and disgust. My scream was maddening as it echoed across the entire villa.I was still yet screaming and pleading when I perceived him by my side, worse of it was the stench of his stool which he had used to smear his hand, and the entire chamber.I just couldn’t stop curling up my body like a cat and pulling away from him.Nothing had been so disgusting and offensive. Ever since he got to my side, he had remained mute with his hand paused in the space, while he stared at me. My face was still buried between my thighs, wondering what was keeping him from hurting me and touching me his offensive stool.“Please don’t hurt me! Don’t touch me with your stool!”I pled and whispered, covering my nose and gently raised my head to peer at him.He was all smiles now, as he glared at his stool-smeared fingers. I summoned the courage to speak since he wasn’t going to hurt me anyway
The three daughters of the Fanny’s; Opula, Kate and Eva were having a feel of the night, chattering and disturbing the entire mansion with their vulgar attitudes.They gathered at the executive, gold-plated dining table where Salsa and Ella supervised the maidens serve them spirits, wines and roasted prawn for their pleasure; with the passion and dedication the maidens attended to them, I perceived this was their ritual and their own way of catching fun while at home.They ate and drank into the night as they ironed out marital issues they were meant to be discrete.“Can someone offer me the solution to my husband’s poor libido?” Opula intoned and poured wine.The other sisters laughed haphazardly and struggled to choke back laugh too.“You are just impossible eldest sister,” Kate sounded through chuckling tone as she crunched her prawn. “Tell us how often he has disappointed you, because if we could remember you prided he was the strongest man in bed.” She shot a confirmatory stare a
When the girls dispersed to their various chambers and Opula opened the door to their bedroom, she met the husband whistling in the bathroom while he had his bath. Through the transparent door she could see his light skin and his huge penis which dangled between his muscular thighs.She swallowed hard and stole a few more glances at him as though she was shy to even lust after a man she called husband.Sex was her obsession and when she first met Ken at a dinner party organized by her father, she promised to provide all his needs if only he would always satisfy her in bed. Ken had taken it too seriously and proposed to her, since she was the daughter of Fanny, the richest billionaire in Rio Hondo.But regrettably, he had disappointed her countless times in bed. She often nicknamed him two-second man, and she only misunderstood his muscular physique and huge penis for his weakness in bed.Those were the endorsements that charmed her to him at first sight; and she wasn’t ready to cheat
I gave a half smile as I kept aside three CD plates having images and soundtracks of Brian. When I fondled further into the cupboard I could find a sizable diary, which had Brian’s name scribbled on it. Upon seeing the diary, I was puzzled and took it out“Welcome To My… Little Secret…”I read the first note on the dairy, and raised a brow when I flipped through pages to realize the uncountable secret he had written down.I am Scribbling down these little secrets in explicit sentences;“If I don’t win the Best Music Award I may lose my sanity. I better win,” I read another note and swallowed hard as I read that particular secret repeatedly, as though I was daring to extract more messages than it had.I blinked anxiously, murmuring, “Music must have made him mad. Oh my God! Why?” I felt pity for him for the first time as I touched my heart to read yet further:“I was robbed of the award. I am supposed to win. I win and will always win. If I don’t win, I will kill. I will kill somebody
Brian, I and his father were the only ones at the dinner. I was perplexed, yet confused to think that the dinner was meant for the three of us alone. But it was. My stare couldn’t stop combing around for the rest of the Fanny’s.I expected to have Opula, Kate and Eva at dinner too, but my expectations were disappointed. From the looks on their faces, I could tell the girls were jealous and angry. I wondered what could have made the billionaire host such a quarrelsome dinner.Fanny gave a lop-sided grin. “I can see your good work on Brian,” Fanny said, smiling and pouring his wine, “He looks fresher and cool now. Thank you very much Melissa,” he added warmly, and smiled at Brain without getting his compliment.Brain was playing with his strawberries, as he threw them away. I threw a glance at him, held his hands before removing the strawberry from him, hoping to feed him.“Thank you very much, Sir. I just feel Brian has a right to life and good things just like us,” I said and forced a
“The next question he asked me was about my virginity. Damn! I was embarrassed,” I complained to Salsa as we sat at the edge of the garden, cutting the flowers and weeding off.She snorted, and gazed upon me with her pitiable porcine face, “You don’t need to worry yourself,” she whispered, glaring around to see if anyone was at earshot, “I overheard Opula tell Doctor Newman to ask you questions about your virginity,” she whispered and glared around.“What!” I exclaimed nosily and Salsa gestured at me to keep my voice down, “But what do they need my virginity status for? What insolence! These girls are impossible,” I mumbled at earshot.“You must understand that these girls are up to ruin,” she whispered, still glaring around, “All they do is spend their father’s money lavishly and live life to the fullest. Their husbands are a bunch of weaklings and live-in husbands that don’t have a say because they married the girls because of Fanny’s wealth. They are so vulgar and annoying.” She sh
Ken didn’t give up on her; he pounced on her like a cat and in retaliation, she turned around and gave him her backside. Ken directed his penis into her vagina and started slapping into her from the backside.She grinned her face and bit her lower lips…Salsa clenched her hands on the sofa to gain support as Ken rammed into her. She was almost moaning loudly when she brought her hands on her mouth and gagged it back. Ken shut his eyes, leaned forward to squeeze her breasts as he pounded her without mercy. They fought back a moan and the only noise that hung over her chamber was the slap-slap sound of his penis ramming into her big buttocks.I couldn’t believe my eyes as I stared with reserved keenness.Ken lasted for a very long time and I could see sweet-painful looks on the face of Salsa. She sweated profusely on her face and bit her lower lips in ecstasy. Soon his body vibrated and shook heavily as he cummed on her, holding her buttocks firmly.Salsa fell on the sofa as soon as he
Anytime I beheld Brian, especially from my inner chamber, I often had pity for him, because of the circumstances surrounding his madness. Although I wanted the marriage to elapse so that we could divorce, and I would be set free yet I wondered how such an innocent-looking boy lost his sanity chasing passion. Regrettably, he may not regain his sanity and even if he did he may not be at his prime anymore.Never in my entire life have I seen a man so cute and innocent. Indeed, he had a good heart and wanted the best for himself; none of us should face ruin and spoil chasing passion. It wasn’t worth it.Having known the issues bordering on his madness, I inwardly decided to add meaning to his life if only he wouldn’t be violent to me. It was a personal decision which suddenly jumped into my mind, and I prayed I would make him a better person than he was when I met him.These days I was fond of listening to his music and learning his lyrics, also I found the large picture frames of his lat
Brian had run into an oncoming vehicle which ran into him and smashed him on the tar. I believed the universe heard my scream because I had shut my eyes and let loosed at the tops of my voice. Literally and in my head, that was the end of Brian; my husband was dead.I couldn’t stop shouting as I beheld his body convulse hugely on the road.“What the hell did you say happened to my son? I am asking you, Melissa. " What happened to Brian?” Fanny almost pinned me to the wall as his loopy voice questioned me.I had been all tears since the ambulance brought Brian to the hospital. After countless explanations, the entire Fanny were yet to understand my story. Although Eva believed me, she couldn’t understand how Brian smashed down a bullet-proof wind screen with his bare hands. Considering the thickness of the windscreen, it wouldn’t have been possible, but he actually did.“Calm down, Fanny! Perk up!” Doctor Emma nursed and beckoned on Fanny, who was already flaring up at me.“How can you
The woman had flinched to the wall now, staring at Brian with obsolete, blank eyes, and yet to believe he was standing next to a violent mad man some seconds ago.“Now I recall his face,” the woman pointed at Brian thoughtfully as she spoke to me, “He is Brian, the most violent mad man in Rio Hondo. His billionaire father almost got him registered under our care some months ago, but he changed his mind.I lowered my gaze in shame and barely shook my head to all that she said.“What have you come to do, ma’am? Why are you here?” Nehi queried me, her hands on the door for easy escape should Brian dare to attack her again. “We are ….”I dared to speak when she interrupted me, “There is no need bringing him to the chronicles. We don’t have facilities anymore to cater for the insane. We don’t have financial security anymore. Look at our drainage system, dilapidated and messed up. We don’t have good pipe-borne water for these insane people. Do you know that we barely have enough food tha
Even before we got back home, I got a bizarre, disturbing phone call from Salsa demanding from me what happened because they were seeing it live on TV. She pestered me so much with the calls until I was plunged to turn off my phone and broke down in tears.Fanny returned home writhing in pain and misery. I had my face in shame and wallowed in my misery. My countenance fell hugely in sorrow and disappointment. I had flopped in my duty as a contract wife and I wondered the strokes I was getting to get from society over my flaws. The Fanny’s would laugh the hell out of me, especially Opula and Kate. Although I was ready to tell the world what happened was a fight and not the unleashing of Brian’s madness, yet, hi fame as the most violent mad man had deprived me of that; that was little or nothing I could do to defend his madness.That very billionaire was bitten beyond repair.I had derailed in my obligation as Brian’s contract wife and I knew Fanny wasn’t going to take it lightly with m
I wasn’t good at fashion. Although I had all the luxury dresses and tuxedos for my husband, I found myself wanting in the area of fashion. With the help of Salsa, I chose the best dress and clothes that were the best formal and fit into the occasion. Later that same day, we got our delivery, which had dresses and clothes for the occasion. And when I tried them on, I got Salsa eulogizing my beauty.“Oh you look elegantly beautiful, like the wife of the incumbent heir of the Fanny Group.”Salsa had me blushing with those words, but I rebuked her, “Oh come on, stop. You always forget that I am just here to render services. I am just an ordinary contract wife whose tenure will elapse in a few years time ….” I glanced at the mirror to admire my gown which I would wear to the summit.“Don’t tell me you don’t have bubbles of joy in your veins as your husband is chosen as the successor of the multibillion-dollar Fanny Group.”I scowled my face as Salsa brought her box over to continue her mak
Now there was whirring tension in their midst. Opula flared up, feeling like to flake out within herself. At the time my husband was announced as heir, I couldn’t describe the crimson looks that wired across the face of Opula. But I could best describe it as thunderous; the image you get on the soil when birds scavenge it for food.“Father, tell me you are joking,” Opula snapped, her jaw sagged and voice shook with tension as she surged close to Fanny. “How are you going to disgrace the entire Fanny’s group by presenting your mad son as your heir? Do you realize it is a summit involving billionaires from all walks of life?”Fanny shook his head in affirmation, “Yes, I know, Opula. I know Brian is mad but it should occur to you that from day one I have been presenting him as my successor and not you…”Kate interrupted, “Yes father, because he had his sanity, but right now he is mad. He has lost his sanity, father, don’t you get it? How can a mad man become the successor of the entire F
I was in my chambers the other night when I overheard a whispering at my window, and when I cast my stare it was Salsa. I knew she was out for gossip and having discovered the rear entrance to my chambers, she often frequented my chamber these days unlike before, when one must pass through Brian’s chamber to get to mine.“You know it is the annual financial record meeting for the Fanny’s and soon Fanny Luis will invite all of you,” she mumbled and forced a smile.I raised a brow, “What has it got to do with me? I am not part of the Fanny’s.” I walked to the side of the jug, “Coffee?” I asked, and once I got a nod from her, I poured for two, and handed her a cup.“Melissa, it is high time you started seeing yourself as part of this family. Hope you know you are supposed to go by the name Melissa Fanny and not Brant. But at the hospital you still used Brant,” Salsa sounded.I paused, winked in guilt and snorted, “perhaps it never occurred to me.”“Heh, I can see it in your eyes. Obsessi
Among all the faces that gathered in the dining room for dinner, it was only Fanny’s chiseled face that has the best noticeable shades of excitement.Earlier at the hospital I overheard Salsa giving out orders to the maids and chef over the phone and reminding them of the delicacy to prepare for the warm welcome back dinner.And afterward she had whispered to me, “It is going to be the best and the warmest welcome back dinner for the both of you.”Brain was back from the hospital and it was Fanny’s ritual to have dinner with his son after so long a time. Especially now he survived a kidney disease.Salsa served the best of intercontinental dishes from her magical fingers.Everyone was well seated except the annoying duo Opula and Kate, who had vowed not to share the table with my husband after Opula’s incident.As everyone ate and chatted happily, I struggled to feed Brian who was busy playing with the food, pouring the stew on his head and spitting into his dish of cereal. I could s
Never in my life had I contemplated to go under the knife, even when my mother had similar kidney failure, we were lucky to get a free kidney donor, yet regardless I was so eager to donate a kidney to my mother the same I felt for Brian now. I could feel a ravaging obsession growing in me; it was more than I thought; perhaps I was being more cautious than obsessed.To an extent I had seen fate playing and dominating this marriage. Why hadn’t I seen him all this while? Why did I see him on my way to Ohio? Why did I yell at the train operator to grant me exit when he wouldn’t; even after they warned me the mountain was the natural dwelling for deadly beasts and I could be lynched. I was yet to understand the mystery behind those decision and action I took.“Doctor, I hope my husband is much okay now,” I said from my hospital bed, under the drip bag, watching as the other bag with blood let some infusion in my veins. I had a grin face because the incision they made across my belly still
I had been skeptical since I got to the hospital. All I wanted was Brian returning to the villa to continue his madness; I abandoned myself to thinking about his flaws and how important even his shouting and violence were to me now. My mother had been a victim of kidney failure and I won’t forget how I often battled with thoughts of losing her in those stormy moments.When Opula, Kate and their husbands came out of the doctor’s office, looking blank and drawn, I thought they weren’t eligible to donate him a kidney. Nevertheless, on the contrary, I could say it to their faces that they were eligible but denied Brian their kidney.“Please let me be eligible,” I mumbled within myself.This was my duty; it was part of the contract marriage agreement; to always be helpful to him in health and in sickness except death.But right now with the way my heart skipped for him, I could give up my breath for him to live.“Hmmm!” Doctor Emma hummed once he glanced through the kidney diagnosis paper