I avoided the stares from his workers and that of my driver, who looked like he wanted to know why I'm sad. I turned my focus on the window as the cars went by in a blur. Just for a moment, I felt like I will be free should I jump out of the car right now. I will be rid of Miguel and all the influences he has on me. For close to six years, I have been played by him. First, he did it from the shadows until he got bold enough to approach me. And I fell for it all. I'm such a fool. A damned fool who needs to be knocked on the head. I placed my palm on the window as I watched the car enter the compound. My mind is torn on what to do. I wish to leave him, but at the same time, I don't want to do that. However, I know that's what I have to do —for my sanity. I need to leave. I have to go far away. Yet, I can't seem to make my leg move towards another direction. I got out of the car, and headed into his house —my cage for the past two years. Others are placed in metal cages, while mine
“I'm sorry,” she sighed. “I'm not asking you to forgive me easily. I just hope you will understand my reasons for doing what I did. Back when he was still treating you unwell, I wanted to help you. That was why I spoke with him.” She peered into my eyes, “I thought it was the best solution until you developed feelings for him. I know asking you to stop dating Day will sound suspicious, that was why I egged you on. This way, you won't suspect a thing.”I sat still without saying a word. Half my attention was on her words while the other was on what happened. I can't help the thoughts that threatened to envelop my mind. “Please forgive me, Jewel. I won't ever repeat it.”“The last night I went to the ball,” I suddenly said.She sighed, “I was the one who told him where you went.” She placed her hand on my thighs, “I hope you won't fault him for that.”“He's a stalker,” I murmured, feeling how heavy my heart is. “For years, he has been keeping my pictures and painting me every chance he
I went upstairs after the conversation I had with Star. I typed the question of what a person should do when they find out their husband is a stalker into the search bar and googled it. Different answers surfaced, with many telling me to divorce him before he does something worse than stalking. Only a few asked me to find out about his reasons for doing what he did. They advised me not to take a step until I'm certain that he was going to harm me. And that was what I decided to do. I won't leave until he gives me a reason to do that. However, that doesn't mean I will forgive him easily. There are things you don't take lightly in this world, and this is one of those things. I can't just ignore the fact that he's a stalker Just because I love him.He returned later in the day, but I didn't go down to meet him. I didn't open the door when he knocked for me to let him in. When he left in the morning, he knocked on my door to alert me of his departure, but I didn't pay him heed. I stay
Despite my reluctance to follow her, I was forced into a green bum-short and black crop top. The combat boot I have on, made me look badass. Coupled with the heavy makeup, and the intricate lines she drew on my fingers, I look like those female gangsters. Should Miguel ever discover that I came to a place like this, he will shit his pants. And let's not forget the clothes I'm putting on. I somehow look like a desperate slut. “I've not been to this kind of place before.” I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.”“I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face. Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers. “Why?”“Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on
MiguelI feel so bad for my actions. Try all I could, I can't seem to get rid of the hurt expression that was on Jewel's face when she came to my office a day ago. She looked so hurt, that it tore at my heartstrings, and made me eager to beat myself up for making her cry. I vowed never to hurt her, but I did so with my actions. If only I wasn't greedy back then. If only I didn't stalk her, things would have been better. There wouldn't have been a reason for her to be angry with me, but there is one now. Not only did I hurt her with my past actions, but I had to pretend to be who I'm not. I broke her heart despite my desire to mend the already broken part. I was a fool not to realize my mistakes until she found them out. If only I had destroyed those pictures a day earlier, she wouldn't have found them. But no, I had to be stupid enough to leave them, basking in the stolen pleasures of staring at her pictures every night before I sleep. I'm just a sicko, who should rut in jail for
JewelI closed my eyes and danced, allowing the music to wash through me. I have never felt this free before. It was as if the cage that was placed on me, has been lifted. I raised my hand in the air and shook my arse to the music.“You see, I told you that you will love it,” Nikki whispered into my ear. “It's good to give out steam.”And I support those words right there. Had I been back at home, I would have been thinking of my husband. But out here, it's also as if I experienced no problems. I was able to let go of all my thoughts as I dance to the music. I felt a hand on my waist, and I immediately opened my eyes. I tried to turn, but the sturdy hand kept me in place, grinding his disgusting arse on my butt. No, you dare not! I headbutted him, and he let go of my waist, to hold his broken nose. The music was loud, so I couldn't give him the tongue-lashing of his life, that was why I retorted glaring at him. With my eyes narrowed, I snarled at him, challenging him to repeat his
MIGUEL“Where are you?” I asked Pearl as I ran out of my office, and headed towards the elevator. “Where is she?” I inquired, eager to know where my wife was.“What will you give me in return?” She chuckled, “I don't provide information easily.”“Anything you want. Just give me. The damned address!”“It's at the campus by the intersection. I will send the address to you. Don't forget, you promised to do whatever I want.”Before I could say a word, she disconnected. Fuck you, Pearl!I raced out of my office, to the garage. I entered my car and dialled my wife's number. It rang for a long time, but no one picked up the call.“Damn it, Jewel. Pick up your damned phone!” I gritted my teeth as I dialled his number once more. When she didn't pick up, I called Nikki.Just like Jewel, she didn't pick up her calls. It rang before it entered voicemail.“Damn it!” I threw the phone into the passenger's seat and drove out. My mind was filled with numerous possibilities of what was happening.Cou
Nikki ran behind me as I purposefully strode towards the restroom. We checked the entire stall, but there was no sign of my wife. “Let's check the rooms upstairs,” She suggested when we didn't see her out here. “I checked in the dance floor before I ran outside to check on her. She might be up there.”Without waiting for her to repeat those words, I ran upstairs not mindful of the owners of the damned house. The entire doors up here were closed. “How do we know if she's here?” I glanced around the empty halls as I tried to think of how to look for her.“Let's check the rooms for her,” Nikki suggested as she strode over to the door by her right. “We just need to—” The words froze in her throat when we heard a sound from the last door. It sounded like someone struggling. Nikki and I exchanged a look at the sound. Without a waste of time, Nikki and I ran towards the door. I opened the door, and strode in, just to see a sight that left my blood boiling with anger.My wife lay on the