Ten.10. Too bad! Mom is at home and I can't escape now. "Good evening Mom." I greeted but she snubbed me, gently sipping her brandy and scrolling through her phone. "Good evening ma." I greeted again loudly this time but was still ignored. Wonderful!I couldn't care less. I walked towards the staircase, pretending like I was not bothered but deep down I was. My mom's changing. I hadn't gone halfway down the stairs when she spoke up, halting me to a stop. "Krystal!" She called gently. I moved closer to her, to hear what she had to say about the Sullivans. She patted a space beside her for me to sit on but I ignored her. "Krystal darling." She called again and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. She wants my approval for something because she only calls me sweet names when she needs something. "You know the wedding is fast approaching and we have less than two months to prepare. And you also know what? The Sullivans are planning an engagement p
Eleven.11.From the moment at the court, I felt plans were changing. I could feel that this thing between Krystal and I might not end as planned. She looked distressed and it was obvious. The conditions of her arranged marriage have made her agree to an unwanted marriage. It's never my intention to take away the child from her, I wouldn't want my child to grow up without a mother either but the situation at hand makes me want to take away my baby from her. Krystal is devastated, everything happening around her now could leave her mentally and emotionally unstable. I wouldn't want my child to grow up closer to such an attitude. Moreover, the mom wouldn't let the child go. I'm not heartless but I can say that Krystal is unstable. From the very moment I saw her in that pub, I knew she wasn't in her right state of mind. She's deranged, she's confused. I saw it. The downcast look of perplexion in her eyes earlier today.I want Krystal, no doubt. I want to fuck her tig
Twelve.12. My heartbeat raced at triple speed, in anticipation of what Mom's reaction would be when she heard of it. I am very sure Lucas can hear my heart thumping. I had asked Lucas to stop because I had suddenly developed cold feet, dying in apprehension of what Mom would do. The thumping of my heartbeat increased in speed and volume as we got closer to home. My heart jiggled beneath my chest walls. Lucas stared at me occasionally, definitely worried about my sudden downcast. I managed to give a little smile with my very unstable mind. "Good evening ma'am." Lucas and I greeted Mom. She was taken aback by the sight of Lucas but she quickly composed. "Evening. How are you doing?" She stared at Lucas but the question was directed to me. I swallowed nothing before speaking up."Mom, this is Lucas Vanowen. The CEO of the Vanowen group of companies and Lucas is my mom." I introduced. I sighed. "Lucas...? Sounds familiar," she said, squirting her brows.
Thirteen.13.The graceful Saturday Morning came with so much nervousness, curiousness, and the urge to search for hidden answers. I had a feeling something imminent was about to happen. I tiptoed towards Mom's room. Silently, I opened the door and fortunately, she wasn't in. I tiptoed further into the room. I searched the bathroom and closet but she wasn't there. Guess she went out earlier. Cool! My search won't be interrupted. I locked the door to avoid being caught by Mom. Now it's time for 'operation search mom's room' by Detective Krystal. I adjusted my imaginary tie, giving my best smile in front of the mirror. Okay! Back to work now.I rummaged through her drawers, closest but didn't find anything. Hmm! I have practically spent two hours searching for answers. I searched under the bed and luckily, I found an envelope with an official stamp. Very familiar. It looks like a stamp from the white assembly. Hmm! What cou
Fourteen.14." You have to sit and calm your nerves down at least with a glass of wine," I said to a weary Krystal who had been jigging around the room for about 10 minutes now. She had rushed down to my place, like a lion pursuing its prey. She looks wounded and battered for something. "Krystal you have to calm down," I said for the umpteenth time that afternoon. "See Courtney you don't understand." She yelled."Yes of course I don't," I yelled back. "How do you expect me to understand when you've said nothing since you got here?" I said in a calm tone. She sat down looking disheveled."Krystal you have to stop thinking, you are carrying a child and it's not advisable to stress your health," I warned. "Courtney, I know. I know all that but what has been happening lately, is enough to stress me. Enough to drain me." She said wearily and fearfully. "What has been happening? Aside from the pregnancy with Lucas and your mom's persistence in the marriage between you
LucasI waited patiently for Krystal, don't know why one would call for a meeting in a hotel room. When I say Krystal is mentally deranged, I wasn't lying. But anyway I came. I came to the hotel room at exactly 6:00 pm, waiting for her. I've called and texted but no replies. "Ahh! Krystal you're wasting my fucking time." Mumbled, fluttering to and fro around the room but was interrupted by the sound of the door. I looked up and was shocked by what I saw.Krystal? In lingeries? Did she wear this from home? I swallowed nothing. Her voluptuous curves made my dick twitch. The idiot can't hold it back. It stood erect like a soldier. I was lost and lustfully carried away. Krystal cat -walked towards me, slowly taking off the long jacket she had used to cover. I stared at her from head to toe, breasts to hips, and all that. My brain stopped working. Krystal is fucking sexy, freaking sexy to my taste.I blinked my eyes to take in more view but noticed she was alr
Sixteen. "The planning was nonsense." Courtney aggravated in anger. "Total nonsense and total waste," I remarked."Waste of time, waste of cum, and waste of energy," I said, throwing my hands up in disappointment. Courtney paused and turned around to look at me.She looked shocked. "Wait! Did I hear you well? You said "Waste of time, waste of cum?" She asked in shock. "Er mm…. Yeah. I mean yeah, we had sex." I stammered. "Krystal! Why?" She asked disappointedly."You said it, Courtney, you said I should make him fall for me," I yelled. "Yeah, I said so. But I didn't fucking ask you to have sex with him. What I meant was sweet talk him into telling you what he knows. That's what I meant." She explained my foolishness. "I never knew what you meant," I replied sulkily and foolishly. "That's another baby coming." She joked but it was not funny. I have been really stupid to have misunderstood her plans. Now I have submitted myself freely to Luca
Seventeen.17."Mr. Lucas, Mr. Chris Dalton is here to see you." My secretary spoke through the intercom. "Let him in," I replied in bewilderment. Chris Dalton. Senator Dalton's son. What does he want? I had returned to New York and the first person I would attend to was a bloody fucker. I kissed my teeth. He came in, walking around blithely before sitting down majestically like he owned the chair. How rude! He didn't even wait to be offered one. Indeed he is a motherfucker. I tried to repress my anger and forcefully let out a plain expression followed by an insincere smile. "Hey, Chris!" I called."Hey! Lucas vanowen. CEO of Vanowen Groups." He replied in a mockery tone. "Yeah, it's me." I gave a lopsided grin. I couldn't help but feel exalted and sycophantic.His nostril flared up in anger but he said nothing.We both fell into a staring contest, looking straight into each other's eyes like we were searching for something. He scrutinized my office, gazing around.
Thirty- Two. "Where the hell are you coming from, Lucas? " Mom's question stopped me abruptly. I wasn't expecting her or anyone to see me. I stood still not knowing what to reply to her with, I mean c'mon I can't bring myself to tell her that I went out to fuck some bitches. I decided to ignore her question and walk past her but that I knew would be very impossible. "I am talking to you, Lucas. I ain't talking to a ghost. Where the hell are you coming from? " she asked loudly this time, as she walked out of the dining area into the light to where I was standing. "I went out with Nick, " I replied nonchalantly. "Yeah. You went out with Nick to a club, " she said and I raised my brows in defense. She cut me shut before I could speak. "Shush! You reek of alcohol and scents of different ladies. That's how I knew you went to a club, baby. " I sniffed myself as she spoke and truly, I reeked of alcohol. "You have a wife, a pregnant wife and yet you keep flir
Thirty-One. 31. I don't know why I have this great urge to just help Krystal. Every single step and day with her makes me want to help and get involved with her even more. She has been through a lot lately and she is pretty stressed. All these betrothal things and fighting against her mom have drained her coupled with the fact that she's pregnant. I just hope there won't be any complications resulting from the stress she has been through. I stared at her sleeping face as she lay on my lap. She's too innocent for all of the happenings in her life right now. She is too gullible even though she tries to act tough. I couldn't help but wonder why her mother or better still a mother would do terrible things to her family all for money and fame's sake. Deriving her daughter of peace and happiness, conniving to kill her husband, and blackmailing people because of authority and power. The little information I have gathered about Anne Wallace shows that she is a b
Thirty. 30.Yolanda. "Look here son, I don't think it is advisable to carry on with this marriage anymore. I don't feel safe with it. I think we should just cancel it. " I said to Chris. He stared at me, questioning my disapproval of the long-planned and anticipated wedding. "After an engagement party has been done? " He asked as if the engagement party went successful. "Yes, I think we should cancel it. I feel there is more harm than good in this marriage and it doesn't feel safe. At least for the first time, we should follow instinct and just call it off. " I cajoled but he shook his head in objection to my opinions about the wedding. "We cannot just call it off Mom. We have waited too long for this. Not now that we are close to achieving plans. Have you forgotten that this marriage is a ticket to acquire all that belongs to Wallace? " "What rubbish are you talking about now Chris? " "Here is the deal, Mom. If I marry Krystal, I will become the head o
Twenty-Nine. 29. "To what do I owe this surprise visit, Yolanda, " I asked with a fake smile. She didn't even bulge nor return the smile, she just stared at me with an unexplainable expression. I got the message from her look that she didn't come for peace. "Have a seat, Mrs Yolanda. What may I offer you? Wine? Juice? " I asked warmly. "Quite the act, Leigh-Anne. I am not here to be your guest, " she said harshly. "Okay, what are you here for then? " I asked in my nicest tone. "I am here to question, Anne. " she raised her voice slightly. "You don't have to shout, Yolanda. What are your questions? " I sat down comfortably, impatiently waiting for her questions. At the mention of 'question, ' I knew what she wanted to ask so I wasn't surprised when she voiced out the first one. "What is going on between you and my husband? " she asked with a frown on her face. "What could be going on between your husband and me? " I replied with a question,
Twenty-Eight. 28.Krystal. Lucas was dumbfounded and stunned after watching the video clips of Mom's escapade. He stared at me occasionally like he didn't believe it. Gradually, a smirk displayed on his lips as though he was beginning to enjoy it. I couldn't fathom his expression. I was confused as to what he found funny in the video. I intended to ask what it was all about but pushed the thought aside and waited patiently for Courtney to come. I had invited her over to Lucas' house to confide in. I now stay with Lucas for now, afraid of Mom's threat to kill me. "Guess what? " he suddenly asked and I stared at him squarely. "What? " I asked and he smirked. "This is perfect. The video is strong evidence to hold against your mom and Dalton. This is a ticket to your freedom, " he said and smiled broadly, patting my shoulders lightly before turning back to the laptop and replaying the video. I stared at him surprisingly and was left wondering how
Twenty-seven. 27. Ever since the last time Krystal visited, I have noticed the unsudden and discomfort in Dalton. He's acting weird and always seems to get lost every single minute. The way he jolted out of reverie anytime he's being talked to, is obscure. He feels insecure at most like he's got something chasing him in his head. I don't understand my husband anymore. "What is wrong with you, Dalton? Are you okay? " I asked daringly. He stared at me with remorse in his eyes, like he was apologizing for something. "I am fine, Yolanda. I just need to be alone, " he replied with a low voice. I wasn't satisfied with his response, so I sat down next to him holding his shoulders. "Dalton, talk to me. What is going on? I am tired of being in the dark. Tell me what is going on with you? " I was pressured. I want to know what is going on. I know for sure that things aren't ok and Dalton is only trying hard to make it look like things are good. But
Twenty-six. 26. Krystal. I waited patiently but uncomfortably in his living room. I had come to see Dalton. The maid ushered me in exactly fifteen minutes ago but I haven't seen Dalton. Just as I contemplated leaving, Dalton came in. The devil's attendant. Mom is the devil herself. I swallowed down nothing. Since I knew Dalton, I have never spoken to him directly or been in an enclosed space with him alone. He looks bigger than I last saw him. Dalton in his huge self landed on the last stair, smiling broadly immediately after he saw me. Is it just my eyes or that Chris looks nothing like his parents? I kept mute and started sheepishly at Dalton until he got in the living room with me. "Good afternoon sir, " I greeted, blinking rapidly. "Krystal? You requested to see me? Or do you want to speak with Chris? " He asked impatiently, not even responding to my greetings. "No. I am not here for Chris. I am here to see you, Mr. Dalton, " I said politely givin
Twenty-five. 25.I got home with a heavy heart. I knew no rest. My conscience judged me as though I was the one who killed Dad. I felt bad and responsible for his death but then, I am also a victim. A victim of mom's madness and insatiable cravings for powers. I sat to think, if I felt so guilty that Dad died, how would Mom feel or Dalton? I mean they were the ones involved in his death and yet they are living a peaceful life without any guilt. Why did Dad's spirit not fight back like the way I see it in movies? He should have fought back. This is the height of wickedness itself, for a woman to kill her husband. What did Dad do to deserve such from Mom and Dalton? The question throbbed in my heart and I urged to know why. Why did Mom do it? I spur up out of the room, out to Mom's room. She has a lot of answering to do, only she holds the answer to my questions. I barged into her room without even knocking because I was full of rage. "Krystal, what the… " she jumped
Twenty - four. 24. "What should we do to the body? " Dalton asked sounding frightened. "What do you think we should do? " Anne asked. "Do you think we should dump it or…? " "Dumping his body is going to leak us out, burning him up isn't a good idea. We are going to melt him off his bones with this acid before burning up his bones. " Anne said pointing to some gallons of acid in the corners of the room. Her face wasn't visible but I could tell anywhere that it was her voice. "At least that would be better and easier to clean up. " "Ahhh! " I screamed, crying. I held onto Courtney. "It's okay, Krystal, " Courtney consoles crying too. "How could Mom be so wicked? Did you see what they did to Dad's body? Did you see how Mom killed Dad? " "Krystal, it is okay. ""How can it be okay, Courtney? " I asked rhetorically. This is what Mom has been hiding? How has Mom been comfortable after all these years, after doing something as dirty and evil as this?