Joyce opened the door to her fiance's house and entered, soaking wet and in tears.
"Sweetheart, is that you?" James voice was heard from his room but he received no reply. Moments later, he appeared at the peak of the stairs, but at the sight of Joyce, he rushed down to her and cupped her cheeks with his hands. "Baby, what is wrong with you? I was worried about you and your line stopped going through after ringing once," his voice was wrapped with love and care for her.
Joyce sniffed and wiped her tears with the back of her hand, but said nothing.
James collected her bag from her, put it on the couch in the living room and swept her up in his arms up the stairs into his room. He opened the door to the adjoining bathroom in his room and set her down on her feet.
"You are drenched, sunshine. Take a shower out of that dress, then we can talk," he urged and lifted up her chin and planted a so
"How did you say you lost your phone again? I forgot you did and I was looking for it in your bag," James said as he walked to the kitchen and sat on the stood available by the kitchen counter and started bringing out the stuff in her bag."How will you remember when all you were thinking about was my panties?" Joyce teased and laughed sardonically."Babe?" he laughed. "You're a fucking liar. I was asking you what happened and all you were doing was driving me crazy. I couldn't resist," he added and laughed and Joyce gave out an ear piercing laughter along with you."Rumaging my bag has become an habit to you, James," she changed the subject as she noticed he was still bringing out the things in her bag. She added some pinches of salt into the spaghetti she was cooking and covered the pot. He had been taking interest in doing that since God knows when as if he was looking for something he put there. What she was certain of was
Joyce got out of the office she had been to get a new phone. She just needed to get new Sim cards and her Huawei Y9 would be good to go. She did not let James know that she was going to buy the phone, because he knew he would have insisted on giving her money for it, which she did not want. He would have even wanted to follow her and buy her a phone that was much more expensive than the one she bought.She could not bear to spend such huge amount of money on a phone when she was currently about opening up her salon. She had a big amount in her account which she earned from here salary and grants, but she would not mind having more. She just did not want to depend solely on her fiance. She liked being independent and did not want to act like a gold digger like she had once been called,though she knew James wouldn't mind her asking him for money.She decided to trek down the road to register two Sim cards before heading home to her mother'
Joyce took her to a boutique, bought her a few clothes she could afford and then tell her she would get in touch with her after registering Sim cards.Annabelle was so excited and thanked her uncountable times before she finally departed, going her way. That was all part of the plan, just so she would not notice anything or be suspicious about her. Of course, telling her that she had no place to stay was a lie. She had been staying in Nester's house for a while now. She only had to leave very early in the morning, and return late at night for her disguise.After registering for two Sim cards in Mtn office closeby, she recharged and dialed James' number to activate the number.She was about to dial his number when she heard a car honk repeatedly behind her. Instantly she got annoyed and decided to give the idiot the piece of her mind."What the fuck do you think you are, huh?"
Joyce stood by the roadside to look for a bike to take home to her parents' house. As she waited, she decided to dial James's number. She had not been able to call him since morning and that was bad. She missed him. She knew he would have called or texted her if he knew her new number.His line started ringing. She realized he would not know who owns the number, so she decided to tease him a bit before telling him the truth. He did not pick up the first time. She called again and if he would not pick up, she would just go home and assume he was busy.On second ring, it was picked and before she could say anything, the voice she was hearing shocked the life out of her. All she could listen to was loud moans and thrusting sounds. She was hell flabbergasted."Oh, yeah! Fuck me harder.... Ah! James yeah, there! Gosh!.... You know... how.... I like... it. Hooph!" she heard and immediately hung up when she could not take it anymore.
"How dare you, huh!" Joyce dropped her bag and started hitting him on the chest one at a time. "How fucking dare you! How could you stoop so low to fuck that bitch?"He realized he was wrong. Joyce only defended him because she did not want to feel defeated in Vivian's presence. She was truly a strong woman to have withheld her anger for him. "Sweetheart, please, let me explain," he pleaded."You want to explain? Go ahead and tell me why she was grinding you in her panties." Tears was raining from her eyes."Baby, calm down. Come here and sit, then I will explain," he took her to sit on a couch and he bent before her.Joyce did not meet his eyes. She could not bring herself to at that moment."Joy, believe me. I did not touch her. Not at all," he confessed. "When she got here, I threatened her to leave and went upstairs to do something. I returned and saw her moaning into my phone. I
Annabelle entered into the Andrews Company as a delivery girl and was directed to the top floor where the person she wanted to deliver to was working. She did not know who the person was neither what was in the package. All she knew was that the person was the CEO of the company.She had been trying to figure out what was in the carton, but could not. It was light and could only guess that what would be inside would be light, too.She entered into the elevator and started ascending. She emerged and went to meet the young lady who was sitting behind a huge half moon desk. The young woman was only visible from the top of her head to her bosom.Annabelle adjusted her face cap and nose mask. She knew too well than to loose guard. She could not afford getting caught on the CCTV camera which was in every nooks and crannies of the building. Who knew if what she was carrying was a letter bomb? Her life could be miserable at the mo
Joyce paraded the living room of her fiance's house as she await him to get back. She had called him few hours earlier and he had told her that he would be back soom, but had not appeared ever since, nor was he picking up her calls anymore.She decided to try his mobile number again and fortunately, it was picked on the second ring. "Come on! Where are you? I've been worried," she asked as soon as she heard his voice."I'm here," she heard him say and became confused. She was about to question him to that regard when the door opened and he emerged. She sighed and went to him, surrounding her hands on his waist."You're late. Why is that?""Good evening to you, too." James smiled, disregarding her question. "No welcome kiss and you're asking me why I am late?"Joyce laughed and hit him softly on the shoulder. "Okay, fine." She leaned in and placed her mouth briefly
James was glad the following day was Saturday. He used that opportunity to relax at home. Work had been so hectic for him lately since he no longer had a personal assistant. And the club he went with Joyce the previous night did him no good.And talking about Joyce, he was so pissed with her for disappearing the night before. She had only informed him that she would be back but never returned. It took him several attempts before he was able to get in touch with her through her number. All his previous attempts were telling him the line was busy.He had been so worried that he went outside to check on her, but no matter where he searched, she was no where to be found. That had bothered him and Dami, who started trying her number, too.When he was finally able to get in touch with her, he had screamed in anger at her. All she did was apologised that something came up and was no
James got to his car and opened the door for his fiancee to alight. That was what they had planned that morning when Annabelle had uninvitedly visit her house to apologize and explain the reasons behind her actions.Joyce had found out that her story of being sexually molested by her uncle was true and Vivian had used that as her first weapon, promising to help her fly out of the country if she would obey her."I really hesitated at first because I knew it was wrong and because you were so nice to me, but my desperation to escape from my uncle got the best of me and I had no choice but to do it, especially after Vivian told me that she was initially with Mister James before you ruined it,"Annabelle had explained earlier that morning.Joyce did not seem shocked after hearing her explanation that morning. She was only disappointed in her. But she understood her. She had her reasons, just that her way of making things right
James brought Joyce and her mother home after leaving the police station. The DPO had sent some of his men to Vivian's address that he had given to have her arrested.But, throughout their ride in the car, Joyce did not say a word, nor did she even glance at him once from where she was sitting beside him. He was the one stealing glances and yearning for her to meet his eyes and that was quite torturing for him. She had changed and he hoped that the reason should just be that she was stressed out and not because she had gotten tired of him.He didn't want that. He never did.He parked in their front porch and alighted to help Joyce out of the car. Her mother joined them, holding Joyce's other hand and started walking her in. She was too weak to be able to walk on her own."Sorry, my dear," Felicia said as she opened the front door for them to go inside."Oh, dear! You got me s
In no time,they were in DPO's office and James had questioned him as to the reason he had Joyce arrested when he had clearly stated that he had no intention of pursuing the case.The officer smiled a little at James' reaction. "Sir, you know it is actually impossible for us to take such step without prior permission," he explained."Then, who gave you the permission?" James was curious. He knew the only people who could give suslch permission was his family,but who exactly was it?"Your mother came here and inform me that you changed your mind about the case and that you wanted the culprit to face the wrath of the law," the police man expounded.James placed his elbows on the desk before him and buried his face in his palms. How could his mother do that? What had even gotten into her? For as much as she knew,she really loved Joyce as her own child. But why would that change all of a sudden? He trie
James was almost at his mother's house when his phone started ringing. He looked at the screen and saw that it was Joyce's mother calling him. What could be wrong? She had never called him ever since the incident happened. Not for once. He feared something might have happened to Joyce, so he quickly answered the call and greeted.The woman did not answer his greeting but went directly to her reason for calling her. One should not heat around the bush in cases like hers or it would be dangerous. "I beg of you, my dear, let Joyce be released from the police's custody. She knew absolutely nothing about the money," she was in tears and that was noticeable through her voice.James felt shivers ran down his spine. What was she talking about? Joyce? In police's custody? How? When?He swerved to the side of the road, halting the car with the ignition on. "What!" That was the only word that had the courage to leave his mouth despite all the
James glared at her as they got into the compound. He was furious. He had actually not expected that of Vivian. He was aware that she did not seem to like Joyce with reasons that are vague to him, but she should not have blurted it out like that. It was an embarrassment to him and would definitely tarnish Joyce's reputation with his workers. He did not want that.Vivian could only give an evil smile as she folded her arms and watched his actions. Exactly what she wanted, to make him mad.She loved seeing him in such a state. She knew he was trying to tell her something with the way he opened his mouth and closed them back. He seemed too angry to say anything, so she decided to help him out. "Are you perhaps wondering how I got to know about it?"James narrowed his eyes at her. That was not exactly what she was pondering on, but it would not be so bad to know where she got the news from. "Yeah?" No one knew about the issue
James was in his office for the first time in weeks. He needed to go if he did not want his company to liquidate. He had to monitor the business going on in the company or he was going to lose a whole lot.Things had not been very easy for him. He had not been doing well and the sadness within him was boldly written on his face. Anyone could see that he had not been his usual self. Most of his employees had been asking him what was wrong with him and all he could tell them was that he fell sick. That was not a lie actually, and it was definitely not the truth as well. But he could not just be explaining everything that happened to them. That was his personal life and problem.He managed to finish some paperworks at work and gave the rest up till the following day. He had piles of files to go through. How he wished Joyce was still with him! Those contracts would take her not more than a day to review,which would make it easier for him to
What was her mother talking about? Preg –what? Was that how easy it was to conceive? It was not a bad news, but nor was it a good news, too. How perfect would it be if she could share the news with James! He did not even pick her calls nor call back anymore. Perhaps, he was still angry. He might have totally forgotten about her.But, it could be true. She had not seen her period that month, but she had been too bothered to notice.A tear escaped from one of her eyes and like a flash of lightning, she moved her palm and wiped the stubborn stroke of tear away from her cheek. She should not get too emotional, but how could that be possible when she had no happiness?What was it that she did wrong to deserve the suffering she was having now? She would not mind if she had to apologize to anyone to regain her joy. Just mention who."What did you say, mum?" It was possible for her to actually be ove
Joyce rushed outside her room to the bathroom to puke. She had been ill and had been having morning sickness for a few days now. She had been feeling very weak and lazy to even wash to even wash the dishes.She opened the tap and rinsed her mouth a few times. She placed her hands on the zinc and sighed, looking at herself in the mirror. "I need to get myself treated for malaria," she muttered to herself as she closed her eyes briefly. She heard someone cleared their throat behind her, so she looked at the entrance beside her and saw her mother watching her in some kind of way. She could not decipher what the look meant, so she raised a brow, indirectly asking her mother what the problem was and why she was staring, more like glaring at her.Instead of replying, Felicia moved closer to her and soothingly rubbed her daughter's belly, hoping she would get the hint of what she was trying to relay to her. But unfortunately, Joyce looked
It had been a week since the kidnapping of Joyce's parents and Annabelle was just going back to Vivian's house after buying herself a dinner.Vivian had promised to take her out of the country the following week and she had been very excited about that. She literally bounced her way back home as she lingered on the thought of what she could do when she got abroad. Her thoughts strayed to the suffering and molestation she had experienced in her Uncle's house.His Uncle never allowed her to leave the house. He would lock the door with her inside whenever he was going to work and come inside her room to sexually harass herwhen he got back. She had been so helpless at the time, and that was why she had not hesitated to live with Vivian when she had suggested it.She could almost not believe that she would be running away from him forever. Her plan was to travel out of the country and never come back to Nigeria since she had