She looked up at his face and realized he was Ryan, the man she had an affair with last night. Her heart cringed and her world caved in as his bloodshot eyes pierced into her eyes deeply.
“Last night, we had a fling, and today you're married to my brother?!” He scowled, spewing out hot breath on her face. She stuttered, “I..I'm..I'm..” “No!! You can't be married to Ryker! You can't be my brother's wife!” He raged, looking aggrieved as he pulled away from her. Ryker's dominant voice was immediately heard from the stairs, “What's going on here?” Her feet grew cold, and realizing he must have heard their conversation, she grabbed her wedding dress firmly and took to her heels. “Wait!” His commanding voice made her halt in the middle of the passageway. She stood stiff as she heard the sound of his shoes kissing the ground stylishly. His presence behind her made her turn pale in the blink of an eye. Caressing her left shoulder, he whispered sinisterly into her ears “Wifey, what did you do on the night before our wedding?”. “I..I don't..,” she tried to speak, but Mrs Clyde's presence interrupted her. “What's going on here?” She asked, looking from Ryan to Ryker who were exchanging fierce glances. “You should ask your son to stay away from my wife!” Ryker barked. “Ryan, are you at it again! What is your gain in ruining everything your brother worked so hard to achieve?!” Mrs Clyde cried. “Worked so hard to achieve? When everything he has right now was clearly mine?!” Ryan scoffed. Samantha pinched herself firmly and she swallowed hard and buried her gaze on the floor. Oh, no, the Clyde's family are going to get her killed once they find out the truth, she thought as her palm became sweaty. “Daughter, do you recognize this man standing here?” Mrs Clyde asked, her gaze now on Samantha. She gulped and raised her head up quickly. “I don't know him, he must have mistaken me for someone else,” she spoke confidently. “It was you,” Ryan cut in immediately. “Who? Uh? Who?!” Ryker barked, pushing him away to the wall. “Stop it!!” Mrs Clyde cried. Ryan maintained his cool and dusted his suit. “Now get out! Leave and don't ever show yourself in this mansion again!!” Mrs Clyde yelled in his face. He took a quick glance at Samantha once again before stepping out of the passage. “And you,” Mrs Clyde turned to her immediately. “ If I ever find out you're telling a lie, I'll deal with you!” She warned sternly and stormed out immediately. She was left alone with Ryker and the maids who were watching silently. “You heard her right, remember the rules and stick to them,” Ryker warned and walked away. She heaved a sigh of relief and held her chest tightly. “Ma'am, can we proceed?” The maids asked and she nodded immediately. She was taken into the spacious bedroom on the second floor of the building. She couldn't help but marvel at how spacious and luxurious it was. As the maids helped her undress, she could see beautiful portraits of her handsome husband hung on the walls of the room and she smiled wryly. “Anything else you'll need?” One of the maids asked. “No, I'm fine for now,” she replied quickly and they both nodded and left. With her white sleek dress on, she jumped on the bed and thought about her encounter with Ryan. She couldn't recall so much of the sex they had last night because of her drunken state and she never wished to recall it. His relationship with his brother seems to be quite off, and she wondered why. No doubt, they were both handsome men but Ryan's handsomeness is quite unmatched. Moments from the pleasurable night she had with him began to pour in like an avalanche and she tried all she could to wade the thought off. She wondered why he never really spilled her secret and she hoped he continued this way. What if he tries to blackmail her? She thought and her heart flinched. She was still deep in thought when sleep crept her away on the large king sized bed. She was woken by Ryker’s unruly voice which made her jump off the bed. She wiped her eyes and saw his broad figure standing in front of the bed, looking so drunk and wasted. “You're supposed to be naked!” He yelled. “Na..naked?” She asked in confusion. “This is our first night, and you don't know what happens on a couple's first night?!” He thundered. “Oh, I..I actually forget,” she stammered as she moved backwards slowly. She wasn't prepared for this night, and she didn't know what to do at the moment. “Strip, now!!” He yelled, taking off his white long sleeve shirt. His thick bare chest was exposed before her and she became scared, seeing his muscular physique before her. “I..I am exhausted,” she managed to speak. “Exhausted?! Did you just challenge me?!” He growled and pulled her legs aggressively. “Stop it!! Stop it!!” She screamed, banging the bed with her fists. He pinned her on the bed with his two hands and climbed over her body. “Vanessa would never deny me sex! Don't you ever try to do so!” He yelled and landed a heavy slap on her face. “Who is Vanessa? Stop it, I beg you!!” She cried so loud as he stripped her dress and her panties. “What's this?!” He grimaced, as his eyes met with the unpleasant sight of her vagina. He rose up quickly and pulled away from her. “Your vagina is rotten?!” He cried with disbelief. “It's only an infection, I can explain..,” she cried from the bed. “Infection?!! And you tricked me into marrying you with a rotten vagina?!!” He cried so loud. “I can explain…,” she went with her knees on the bed. “Mother!! Mother!!” His heavy voice trembled around the building as he ran out of the room. “Oh, no!” She cried on the bed. Not long, Mrs Clyde and her daughters stormed the room, alongside Ryker who was sweating profusely. “Mother..she has a disease!!” He screamed. “I knew it! I knew there was something off about you!!” Claris fired, walking over to her. “How dare you trick us?!” She yelled and landed a slap on Samantha's face. “I'm sorry..I can explain..,” Samantha cried. “Explain? Explain what? Why didn't you tell us you had an infection?” Sophia asked angrily. “Because it was gone, I never knew it would show up again,” Samantha cried. “Then why did you trick me into marrying you?!” Ryker slammed in her face. “I didn't trick you, I never knew it was gonna show up anymore, I thought it was gone!!” She wept seriously. “I knew she was a golddigger!!” Claris put in. “Enough, everyone,” Mrs Clyde spoke softly. She sat on the single sofa opposite the bed and sighed in devastation. “Look at me, Sam,” she ordered slowly without looking up. Samantha raised her head slowly to look at her. “Since when have you been battling with this disease?” She asked. “Since I was a teen, but it was eventually treated and I became cured of it, until it showed up today,” she explained soberly. “Lies!! You tricked my son into marrying you because no man wanted you! You believe this was your only chance of getting married because we were so desperate to get a bride for Ryker. And then you tricked us, and you think you'll get away with this?” Mrs Clyde scoffed. “I'm so sorry, ma'am,” Samantha sobbed and wiped the tears off her cheeks. “You took a great risk, Sam. You sure didn't hear about the Clyde's family before you decided to pull this stunt,” Mrs Clyde continued as her face pulled into a smirk. “Mother, don't just sit there, do something!” Ryker cried impatiently. “Patience, son,” She said and turned to Samantha. “I read the rules clearly and you listened carefully. Now, for tricking the Clyde's family into marrying you, I hereby reduce you to the position of a slave. You'll no longer be given the wife treatment. You'll render your service day and night in this mansion with minimum food and water to drink. You think you're smart? I'll show you smart,” Mrs Clyde declared and stood up from her seat. “You bitch!” Claris cried and pulled Samantha's hair while Ryker grabbed hold of her throat and began to strangle her. “Stop it!! Stop it!! Mother, you don't want a repeat of what happened to Vanessa!!” Sophia cried and rushed towards them. “Stop it, son. We can't afford to lose a new bride. Let her be, her punishment is enough,” Mrs Clyde said. “Now grab your bags and get out of my room!!” Ryker slammed. Samantha began to gasp for breath. Seeing the deadly look on Ryker's face, she quickly stood up from the bed and went to grab a few clothes from the closet. “To the maid's quarters, now!!” Mrs Clyde ordered and she ran away immediately. “She must not escape from this mansion!” Ryker fumed. “She wouldn't, that's so certain. How could I be a fool for such little fellow?” Mrs Clyde lamented in disappointment. “How do we get rid of this bitch right now?” Claris lamented, throwing her long black hair behind her shoulders. “We can't, it will arouse suspicions. We just need to give it time before throwing her out,” Mrs Clyde said. “You guys do what you like, I'm out,” Sophia said and walked out. “I'm out too, going to search for a boyfriend,” Claris giggled and walked out immediately. “Mother, I'm so devastated at the moment. Our plan has been sabotaged by this bitch!” Ryker lamented as he sat beside his mother on the couch. “Son, you don't have to worry, I always have my ways,” she said, wiping the sweat off his forehead. “So what will happen now? It's clear she can't give me a child, how do I get my legitimate heir?” He asked. “I'll send in doctor Steve tomorrow to check her body to know if she's still fertile. If she's still fertile, then we'll proceed with the plan,” she said. “Oh, damn it! I can't sleep with that thing?! I can't place my cock in that rotten place!” He slammed. “Be calm, son. If that's the only way, then you've got to do it,” Mrs Clyde said. “And what if she isn't fertile?” He asked. “We'll go hard, she'll have to die like her counterpart,” she said with a smirk and stood up. “It will arouse suspicions like you said,” he reminded her. “Her death wouldn't be suspicious, we'll make it less suspicious. We just hope she's fertile. There is no time left to search again, we're stuck with her,” she said with a sigh. “We just have to keep Ryan away from the mansion for now, else he'll find out the truth about father's will,” he said. “Yes, our main job is to keep Ryan away while trying to have your legitimate heir,” she said with a smile. He nodded and she patted his shoulders and walked out.Guys, I'm sorry for the long break I took from writing. I took a full year maternity break from writing and now I'm back to give you guys an interesting read. please read along this intriguing revenge and romance book which would keep you hooked till the end. I love you all.
Her body ached, her eyes sore with tears as she opened her eyes to the noise coming from the large room known as the maids' quarters.Through her blurry vision, she could see the tall, fair skinned middle-aged woman standing in front of her. Her face wasn't visible enough but she could easily tell this was the maid who had brought her here last night.“Madam, you've been assigned to the kitchen this morning,” the middle-aged woman spoke with a calm but serious tone.Samantha rose her head slowly and her short brunette hair could be seen, dangling all over her face.“I'm so weak,” she spoke with a low pitched tone, recalling how she had cried herself to sleep on the cold tiled floor last night.“It's an order from above, unfortunately there is nothing I can do to help your situation,” the lady continued sternly.Samatha licked her dry lips slowly and dragged her body up from the floor. She looked around and could see some of the maids in blue uniforms, sitting on their respective beds,
Shoving her into the small balcony, he stood firmly in front of her, watching her regain her stance. “Tell me why you married Ryker!” He demanded almost immediately. “Your lips are bruised..,” she cried, trying to touch his bruised lips. He shoved her hands away and she retreated slowly, seeing his indignation. “I wanna know, why did you do all of this?! Why did you marry my brother? Why did you trick the family?!” He raged, his charming blue eyes seething with anger. “How.. can..can I answer all of it?” She stammered, her lips trembling as she stood before his intimidating stature. “I want you to answer me as soon as you're done eating!” He said and walked out. Her hands trembled on the balcony as she watched him return with a tray of food which he placed on the wooden table. “Eat,” he ordered and took his seat on the armchair beside the table. She took her seat and devoured the food almost immediately. “You've been starved!” He said angrily. She didn't respond and continu
Mr Ken didn't take his eyes off Ryan for a second as Mrs Clyde battled for words. “Um, I'll take my leave for now, the atmosphere isn't business friendly at the moment,” he said and turned to walk away.“No.. don't leave!” Mrs Clyde called while trying to go after him. He paid no attention and walked out immediately.“You girls, go after him! And make sure we secure the deal!!” She yelled at her girls who were befuddled at the moment. They both nodded and ran out at once.Ryker shut his eyes bitterly and then he threw a baleful glance at Samantha and asked, “How dare you show your face?”. Samantha tried to speak but Ryan grabbed hold of her hands and hushed her.“Enough of your nuisance, Ryan!! How dare you step out?!! You and this filthy bitch!” Mrs Clyde yelled, walking towards Samantha and Ryan. “Oh, really? I am a legal son of this family and I deserve to be recognized,” Ryan defended.Ryker scoffed and walked towards him.“Just hear yourself,” he chuckled, taking a firm stand
She wiped the tears off her cheek as she heard movements outside the dungeon. It was quite dark and only the lights in front of the dungeon gates lit up the passageway. Standing up from the cold rough floor, she walked to the metal gates, roving her eyes around the passageway. Just then, his broad figure appeared in front of her, wearing a black hoodie and black shorts. “Ryan,” she cried almost immediately as he took the hood off his head. “Sam,” he called sympathetically as he touched the metal gate. “I..I thought you left,” she burst out emotionally. “I tried to, but I couldn't leave you here. Sam, I need to break you out of here. You need to be free, I can help you escape out of here,” he offered with enthusiasm. “It would pose a big risk to you and I. I have nowhere to go, no family of my own. If I escape, your family will come after me, they'll find me with their last breath,” she panicked as she looked deep into his eyes. “I'll protect you.. I'll keep you safe away from
The voices of the women woke her up and she opened her eyes to see Anna standing in front of the bed, alongside Hailey, the brown skin maid. She had been asked to move out of the maids’ quarters last night and she wondered what the girls were doing in her room.“Mrs Clyde ordered us to prepare your bath,” Anna said softly. “Your glam team is waiting outside to get you ready for your big day,” Hailey said with a little bit of excitement.“Big day? I don't get it,” she scoffed as she sat up right.The girls helped her up the bed and prepared her bath. Her glam team arrived after her bath, and they helped dress her up in a white short flared dress with bogus sleeves. Her short brunette hair was bobbed on both sides of her face which wore a beautiful makeup. Her feet slipped perfectly into silver glittery heels, adding to the beauty of her outfit. “You look beautiful, ma'am,” Anna whispered.“Thank you,” she said with a satisfied smile.She was led out of the room by madam Kate who arri
They both pulled away from each other and she quickly rushed to the door. “Hide,” she whispered to Ryan who was still unmoved.She watched him hide in the closet and then she opened the door for Mrs Clyde to come in.“Mother,” she called humbly as she stood behind Mrs Clyde who was looking all over the room.“I thought I heard a voice,” she said and sat on the single sofa in the room.“Not really, “ Samantha cut in sharply and walked to the bed nervously.“You did well by being a good girl out there. But there is something else I'll need you to do,” Mrs Clyde said with all seriousness. “I don't care whatever relationship you once had with Ryan, I want you to stay away from him,” she warned. Samantha swallowed hard, her heart racing fast.“Mother..,” she tried to speak.“I believe I'm clear,” Mrs Clyde cut in.“I..I will ma'am,” she replied.“Good,” she said and walked out of the room.As soon as the door was shut, Ryan sprang out of his hiding, his face now red with anger as he star
Slowly, she walked into Ryker's capacious bedroom. She looked around slowly, and memories of her wedding night saga flooded her thoughts.The door opened, and Ryker walked into the room bodaciously. Samantha gasped at his sight, and moved towards the king sized bed slowly. She lowered her gaze from his face as she saw the dark stare he gave her. He made a few steps towards her and stopped right in front of her. Her feet began to tremble and her palm became sweaty.His palm cupped around her chin and he lifted her face. She shut her eyes fearfully and he let out a cold breath which swept across her face.“Look at me,” he ordered with the coldest voice possible.She opened her eyes at once and their eyes met. His grey fierce looking eyes burned deeply into her eyes and she felt like urinating on her underwear at the moment.“Now that you've been pardoned, you've restored your glory as my wife. Now, look,” he ordered calmly.Her lips quivered as their eyes locked again.“If I ever find
Walking into his room, he was taken aback, seeing Samantha on the bed. “What are you doing here?! Is dinner over yet?!” He thundered from where he stood. “Oh.. I was done with my meal,” she explained quickly. “Hmph,” he fumed and walked out of the room. She wondered why he was so angry about everything. After changing into her red nightie, she laid on the bed and pulled the brown duvet over her body. All she could think of right now was Ryan. She tossed on her bed, trying to wade him off her thoughts. In no due time, sleep crept her away. It was 12:30am when she heard loud voices outside her room. She opened her eyes and looked at the bed in hopes of finding Ryker beside her. He wasn't there, and she stood up at once. She heard footsteps at the stairs leading down to the foyer and she walked out of her room gently. As she walked out of the passage, she bumped into Anna, Betty and Hailey who were running to the foyer. “What's going on?” She asked anxiously. Anna and Hailey s
With his jacket hung on his left shoulder, he walked into the room casually. His eyes fell on the bed and he smiled wryly, seeing Samantha's body under the duvet. “I'm home,” he announced calmly as he stood before the bed. She turned and stretched tiredly with her eyes all over him in surprise. “Honey,” she called, trying to sit up right. He sat on the bed beside her and placed his hand on her quite protruding tummy. “How's my baby doing?” He asked, caressing her tummy. “We're fine, you slept out,” she said angrily. “I told you I wasn't gonna come home. I had a long busy day and I couldn't make it home on time,” he explained, still playing with her tummy. “Your mom was worried,” she informed him. “I'll check up on her,” he said and stood up from the bed. She watched him drop his briefcase and jacket before walking out of the room. Stepping into the chamber, he could see her seated with her legs crossed stylishly, sipping coffee. “You finally returned,” Mrs Clyde mutte
The vibrating sound of the bed was heard accompanied by loud moans from Sasha. With their bodies shielded under the duvet, they went on a good two hours non stop ride and their heavy breath was heard as they finally pulled away from each other. Still soaked in pleasure, he wrapped his arms around her body and held her to himself tightly. With his eyes shut, he smiled with satisfaction as she tried to catch her breath under his huge arms. She smiled and looked up at his face. His eyes were still shut in pleasure and she knew he must have been starved of good sex. “You're good, Sasha, I can't get enough of you,” he muttered under his breath.She laughed and tickled his nipples softly. “We shouldn't have done this,” she said with a smile, her hands tickling his chest.“Don't ever say that again,” he hushed with his finger on her lips.“You're my friend's husband and I don't wanna hurt her,” she explained with sadness all over her eyes.“She isn't gonna find out about us, unless you
“Sir, the meeting is set to commence at 12:pm. All necessary arrangements have been put in place,” Sasha reported to her boss who was seated on his swivel chair, with his legs crossed stylishly. Ryker sighed as his finger dropped from his forehead. He had been lost in thought and didn't even notice her presence. His eyes ran up to her face and he saw how beautiful she was looking as always. She was looking so stunning that morning in a pink corporate knee length dress. As their eyes locked, she looked away quickly, and he knew she was still mad at his behavior yesterday. He wasn't going to apologize, she meant nothing to him, he said to himself as he stood up from his seat. “Get my briefcase, and clear my desk. I'll be in the car waiting,” he said. She nodded and he watched her walk over to his desk. He took a slow glance at her before walking out of the office. Sitting in the black Rolls-Royce, he watched her step in, wearing a long face. He gazed at the side of her face as the
The door flung open and he marched into the room aggressively. Samantha sat up on the bed and her eyes widened in curiosity, seeing his torn shirt and the devilish look on his face. She couldn't speak as he stopped abruptly beside the bed. He gave her a cold dark stare before marching into the bathroom. “What's wrong with him?” She muttered, getting up from the bed. She walked closer to the bathroom where she could hear the sounds of running water. There was no single sound from Ryker and she wondered what he was up to. She stood for a couple of minutes and it seemed he wasn't coming out. She sighed and walked back to the bed. ** “Sir, your coffee,” Sasha said, dropping the cup of coffee before Ryker's table. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she stood before his table, dressed smartly in a white plunge neckline body con dress that stopped right on her knees. “Anything else you'll need, sir?” She asked, adjusting her glasses. He swallowed hard and looked away from her.
“It's lunch time, and I'm heading over to the cafeteria,” Sasha's tiny voice was heard as she walked over to Ryker's table. He gulped and looked away from her. His hardened face softened for a moment and he adjusted the tie around his neck. “It's.. it's fine,” he mumbled. “You don't wanna have lunch yet? Or, should I arrange for two?” She asked, adjusting her pair of clear glasses. He became stunned for a moment and he gave her a slow burning stare. She was quite irresistible and he didn't know when he responded, “ Yeah..you..you can.” “See you downstairs,” she said with a smile and walked away. He shrugged, trying to keep a calm composure. He recalled the heated moment they had before his mother interrupted. Her lips were so gracious, succulent and dripping with honey. Her solid cleavages appeared in his head and he wished to be buried in between them once more. “What are you thinking?” He questioned himself as he shut his laptop and stood up from his seat. ** “Oh, thou
His hardened face was glued to the screen as he punched words into his laptop. He had left home in a bad mood, all thanks to Samantha for bringing up Vanessa's photograph. He heard the sounds of familiar heels and he looked up to see Sasha walking into the office with a cup of coffee. He became lost and his fingers stayed motionless on the laptop.His eyes didn't leave her cleavages which were revealed by the plunging neckline of the black jumpsuit she wore. Their eyes met and she flashed a breathtaking smile on her red glossy lips.Just a few steps to the table, she missed her steps and staggered forward. “Ouch!” She cried as the coffee spilled over her body.He jumped out of his seat and bolted in her direction. “Are you okay?” He asked, his hand on her waist.“Yeah..I'm.. I'm fine. Sorry I made a mess,” she chuckled, looking at her stained dress and the floor.“No, that was a mistake. Hope you didn't hurt yourself,” he said with concern as he took away the cup of coffee and plac
In the spacious glass wall office, the automatic door slid open and her red platform heels tread the floor gracefully. Sitting on the executive swivel chair was Ryker, whose gaze was focused on his computer screen. At the sound of her heels, he raised up his eyes and his heart flinched, as the smell of jasmine cologne filled his nostrils. His jaws stiffend and the veins on his neck became visible as his grey eyes pounced on the sexy figure walking elegantly towards his table. Dressed charmingly in a maroon color fitted dress that stopped right on her knees, he couldn't take his eyes off her well built curves which were hugged by the patent leather dress she wore. His eyes ran up to her cleavages, exposed by the deep Vneck line. He felt everything in him go hard as his eyes feast on them. He didn't realize she was standing at his table until her voice interrupted him. “Good morning, Mr Ryker,” her small melodious voice sent shrills all over his body. He quickly regained his sen
Sunshades on. She stepped out of the car, her fair sleek skin glowing under the red bodycon dress she wore. She flaunted her curvy hourglass figure with pride as she walked towards the building. Swaying her long black wavy hair, her black platform heels hit the floor elegantly and the men in black suits couldn't help but stare speechlessly as she stopped in front of the entrance post. “Hi, I'm here to see Mrs Samantha Clyde,” she informed, flashing an alluring smile on her red wide lips. The men stared at each other and she quickly brought out her phone from her black leather purse. As she typed on her phone, one of the men called out to her, “ Ma'am,” “Yes?” She answered, without looking up. “You can go in,” the guard responded. She smiled briefly at the men before walking into the building. “Aww..this is magnificent!!” She awed, as she was led into the foyer by one of the guards. “Sasha!!” Samantha's voice came from the stairs. “Samantha!! Oh, I've missed you so much!!”
Samantha sat up on the bed as she watched him walk into the room, looking dejected. With his gaze on the floor, he walked past the bed and headed for the bathroom. “Are you okay?” She asked after him but there was no response. She waited for hours but he didn't step out of the bathroom. The only sound she could hear was the sound of running water. “What's wrong with him? One moment he is lovely and the other moment he's moody?” She soliloquized. She could recall several occasions where he had returned from his mother's room and all he'd do was lock himself up in the bathroom for hours. “Did they have a fight?” She mumbled again. He soon stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to the closet. He didn't seem to pay any attention to her. She could see resentment written all over his face and she refrained from speaking. He stepped out of the closet, clothed in his blue pajamas. He stepped into the bed and pulled the duvet over his body. “You're not having dinner?” She asked.