Three days after the salon meeting with Irene, I was able to meet her again at a jewelry shop. All thanks to Patrick for always giving the right locations. I dressed like a mourning widow and bumped into her again. “I am really sorry ma'am, I honestly didn't see you" I apologized softly. She nodded and walked out without even noticing me. I could barely understand her. I quickly rushed towards her and introduced myself instead. “Oh my, what a coincidence Mrs, we met at the salon days ago" I explained as she stared at me clueless. “Agnes" I said, faking a good smile, extending my hands to her. This time, she remembered. She didn't take my hand, instead she said hi and smiled back. I desperately needed her to extend the conversation, but she seemed uninterested in everything and conversation I was bringing up. “How are you doing Mrs, and how is your beautiful daughter?” I asked, totally clueless about the fact that she had no child for Damien. " I prefer Irene. It sit
I got back to the apartment and locked myself in the shower. I thought about everything Jerry had said and the thought of how Damien would skin me alive if he found out I killed the mother of his cub. Fear caused goosebumps all over my body. I wanted Damien and I didn't mind taking risks. I waited till the weekend again and this time I walked to her directly. She was sitting at the park with Damien's cub. “Be careful Chole," she yelled from the bench. I sat next to her and called her name boldly. " Good day Mrs Damien “ . She looked at me without emotions and as soon as she recognized me, she adjusted far from me. " Excuse me! Have you been stalking me? What do you want?" She asked, totally pissed off. I smiled softly and looked away towards the children and called her attention to them. " You see those children Irene, they are free, happy, and unbothered! This is because they have parents to worry about for them” I said coldly. “That was not the answer to my quest
I moved away from him and got to the closet to change out of my clothes. I walked out in a towel and saw Damien reading a book. He looked at me and returned to his book. I got to the bathroom and laid on the bathtub. I tried to cool my head. My temperature was hot, my heart couldn't stop beating fast. Memories of the night with Andy flashed through my head. The picture of Damien with a gun and how he almost shot Andy. Chole's voice played in my head almost immediately. “.... Daddy beats up bad guys". I stayed too long in the tub and I got a slight fever, immediately I got out. I met Damien standing by the door with a frowned face. I couldn't look at him in face. I walked out of the closet dressed in a full pajamas. I was walking out of the room when Damien stopped me. “How are you feeling Irene?" His words brought warmth. " Fine”. I answered swiftly and tried to turn away immediately from the conversation. Damien walked towards me and examined my entire body
“What are you saying Albert!! You are yet to say anything meaningful!" I said, trying to suppress my anger. Albert wiped off his sweats with his towel and cleared his throat. “After her meeting with your wife, madam's mood changed sir. I suspect the strange woman is trying to play games with your wife's emotions sir" he sounded so sure. “How sure are you Albert?" Raymond smirked after asking. “Sir!" He turned to me, turning to Raymond. “She was crying while she talked to your wife but was smiling and giggling as she walked to her car sir. I suspect the meeting was the cause of Your…madam's slight accident “ Albert announced stuttering. I slammed my hands on the table and got on my feet. I felt like giving Albert a resounding slap over and over and over. I paced around angrily till I was able to manage my emotions. "Who are you Albert? “ I asked coldly, facing the wall. "Madam's shadow sir” he replied slowly. I turned to him and walked to where he was standing with his han
I held Chole in my arms as I watched her doze off quickly. Few minutes later, a maid walked in and carefully carried Chole to her room. I sat for hours waiting for Irene to wake up. I would occasionally walk to the bed and check her temperature. I silently prayed she would open her eyes in no time and spill all the rubbish Agnes had fed her with. After three hours of babysitting, I dozed off on the couch. I fell asleep with a book in my hand. “Mmmmm ouch" I heard softly from my sleep. I turned on the lights and saw Irene trying to get out of bed. In reflex I rushed towards her and tried to help her, but all I got was a slight push. “Stay away from me" she said weakly. I stood aside and allowed her to help herself. Immediately she got up, her knees failed her and she slammed on the bed weakly. I allowed her to struggle even when I could see the pleadings in her eyes for me to help her. I was angry and irritated! I hissed and reluctantly assisted her to sit properly. “I
Irene walked to where I was lying and sat in front of me, on my legs. “I am not sleepy and I am afraid of closing my eyes" she said weakly, playing with her nails. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, pulling her closer. “What is it that you dream about?" I asked. She hesitated till I pushed her to start talking. “I see you in my dreams Damien. You look scary and dangerous. Your hands were covered in blood and you had fangs" she explained, almost exaggerating. I hissed at her unrealistic dreams and tried to talk it out of her head. “Listen Irene, I don't have fangs" I said, opening my mouth wide for her to see. “I am not a monster and I don't intend to become one. All these are imaginations from your head Irene. They are what you have been feeding your thoughts with'' I explained. Irene nodded and sighed. I understood she had a lot to say, but I wanted her more relaxed and I also needed to rest. " Come here baby, we will have a proper conversation at dawn ok? For now, Chole's d
Irene looked at me curiously, waiting for me to say something. I have never proved myself to anyone before, it was very strange proving myself to Irene. I inhaled and stared at her “ you believed her? “ I asked, despite knowing Irene might have believed her already. I wanted to know her thoughts and what she thought of me. Irene looked away and kept quiet. Her words were not needed, I understood everything. “Wow. I don't know what to say Irene. Do you believe a stranger's words at first hearing?” I asked, trying to hide my displeasure. Irene kept quiet and tried to look away from me. " What part of me convinced you that I will do something as inhumane and selfish like that? “ I asked. My voice was the only sound in the room. Irene kept mute and squeezed herself in bed. I couldn't understand her unnecessary drama and displayed emotions. She hugged her knees and bit her lower lip. “Irene, say where it hurts!! This is a simple matter! Say where it hurts" I almost yelled, b
“Should I be worried about Agnes?" Irene asked, after a long moment of silence. “I don't know Irene, I don't know what her game is, I will take care of it. Just stay away from anything that has to do with her" I advised. Irene nodded and left for the bedroom. Immediately she walked out, I felt empty, it was like a part of me left with her. I left the study and walked around the mansion. I met Albert and Raymond at the recreational area. They were into the table tennis they were playing and almost didn't notice me, till Raymond almost pulled out his gun in reflex. " I am sorry sir, we weren't expecting you sir" Raymond took his hand off his gun and apologized. Albert greeted me and brought a chair for me to sit. “You were right Albert. Agnes was feeding my wife with rubbish! And her rubbish almost cost the life of my child and of my wife. I want to pay my ex a visit, Ray! “ I said, staring at Raymond and Albert. “Now?" Raymond asked, surprised. “Yes Raymond! Albert, you a