Chapter 5

There was so much tension in the family since Priscilla turned as cold as ice, and never entertained her husband as she did before, she kept on going to her errands and her husband did not have any way to follow up on what she was doing, but with the election day getting closer Mr. Lodipo shifted his attention to the election and he eagerly waited for the results to announce him as the winner.

Priscilla had assured him that her father knew nothing about what had happened and besides he hadn’t heard from him except when he called to ask him to do some things in regard to his preparation for winning the governor position, just like the order of the day they all were the first to vote together with his wife and evening came and everyone was patiently waiting for the results in the city.

“… this year’s election has been conducted fairly and just and the people of Nairobi have selected the former minister Mathew Kameez to be the governor…..” the head of the electorate board announced giving the figure that showed how Mathew was the one with the leading votes. Priscilla watching her husband rage in anger let out a victory smile across her face, her phone immediately buzzing and she walked out to pick it up. Mr. Lodipo hadn’t even noticed she had left the room and he was angrily hitting everything near him.

“This can’t be! He promised me I would get it! Aaah!!!” he screamed out his lungs which could be heard all over the mansion.

“I hear a raging man in there, did you get what you wanted my love, because I got mine and I am very happy” Mathew spoke over the phone to her.

“Yes, and I want to get back and watch him feel miserable like he made me feel. Then we can both be very happy” she responded smiling happily.

“I won’t keep you long. I wanted to ask one question, when do you want the wedding to be?” he asked in regard to the part of the deal they had made if he was to win.

“Any day from tomorrow, before my father returns,” she said with a grin on her face and cut short the call after they both laughed over how her husband was raging. She composed herself and calmly walked to where he was, she stood at the door watching him like she enjoyed what she did. Sarah was standing on the other side of the room looking at him in worry but Priscilla was calm like she did not even care even if he was to hit his head on the TV set he had just broken. Her eyes were not hiding the joy she felt.

“How did this happen?!” after raging about everything in the house he turned to his wife who looked coldly at him.

“I don’t know but father is scheduling a meeting tonight, we will know what exactly went wrong then” she responded not showing any concern for him or even care.

“You are setting me up, aren’t you Priscilla?” he questioned her with red eyes and his veins visible on his face, and hands he was fuming with rage and he hold her by her arms squeezing her.

“No, am not. I gave you my word…. stop you are hurting me” she said in pain at how roughly he was mishandling her but he kept on squeezing her even harder she gasped in pain trying to get his hands off her but he was too strong for her. He then pushed her hard causing her to fall on the floor roughly, he then turned to where Sarah was, fuming with anger.

“What are you looking at!” he screamed at her and she turned to exit the room before he comes after her. He walked out towards the kitchen throwing everything across the room and breaking things, the noise disrupted the child who began crying and Sarah rushed to his room but before she could get there she was stopped by Mr. Lodipo who was now a little bit calm, the house phone was also ringing as people were looking for Mr. Lodipo who had broken his phone the first thing when he went all raging mad.

“Sir I have to attend to the child,” Sarah said to him, but he looked at her like he had not heard what she said and embraced her tightly breaking into tears like a child. Sarah was shocked to see him like this, how can a man be a beast and as soft as a child at the same time. She also felt worried if Priscilla was to see him take consolation from her and not his her instead.

“They played me dirty,” he said in a low voice with tears rolling from his eyes.

“It shall be well sir you just need to relax” she comforted him watching him break down in tears.

“No, I need you,” he said turning to look at her.

“But..the child,” she said trying to leave but he stopped her with a kiss.

“I need you more than the child needs you, let its mother take care of him,” he said pulling her hand towards one of the closest rooms to where they were and they both walked inside shutting the door and ignoring the screams of baby John from his room.

Not speaking a word, he unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his belt letting his trouser fall to the ground while she did the same and turned to allow him to unzip her working dress and have it fall to the ground. He then lowered her pants with his fingers sliding in her from her back before he pushed his dick inside her and began thrusting continually in her as she moaned quietly and enjoying in pleasure.

Priscilla was in the bathroom attending to her arms that had changed color from the rough treatment she had received from her husband and the child’s cry made her feel very angry, her joy was short-lived and she walked to where the child was looking for Sarah wondering why she was not attending to the child. She could not see her anywhere and neither could she not see her husband she looked around carefully paying keen attention and she heard their voices coming from one of the rooms.

She silently walked to the door and unlocked it pushing it open and watched them fucking like they did not even care she was around. She pushed the door and locked it and angrily walked to where the child was crying.

“Shut the fuck up!”