The night was alive with laughter.
Claude stroked Genevieve's hair as they kissed.Their tongues explored each other.She abruptly broke the kiss and led him to a cushion that was besides the wall of the VIP room of the club they were in.She noticed that her friend Andrea was making out with Sebastine, together with Anna as well. Were they lesbians without her knowing? She had thought to herself.Claude followed her to the cushion like an animal being led to a slaughterhouse.It was the night after the celebration of her 20th birthday and her father's win as the new Governor of Montenegro, he wouldn't want to get on her high tempers by making her angry.Watching her backside bounce was a big turn on for him. He loved her shapely body, her figures and her pretty face, inshort he loved her. But that could not be said about her for him.He was just her sex dog. Only called when she needed to be rammed, sucked and fucked high.He was not in her league nor in her class. She always reminded him of that.He was a struggling student who made an income through the proceeds of whatever he made after sending her high.He brought his hands down sharply to her right cheeks, she quickly turned around and glared at him.Genevieve did not admonish him for his act but instead, she turned her other cheek which he smacked also.Turning, she starts kissing him. He grabbed her by the hips and kissed her as well.She unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down her legs.Her panties were the only thing left covering her backside. He smacked her bare bottom, covering both cheeks with his bare hands.His hands slowly explored her body from her nipples, down to her stomach until he got to her legs.He sprayed them apart slightly and trailed his fingertips up the inside of her thighs, feeling the bumps form as his hands got closer to her opening.He slid a finger in, and another, and then the third and he was pushing them in and out of her.He positioned himself to bring his lips closer to her clit and that was when her phone rang.He left her be to answer the call after discovering that it was from her brother.She dressed back up quickly with Claude watching her cover up what he had decided on how to feast on before.She had bade them farewell after she answered the call.She took her last sip of the glass of Vodka that was on the table before leaving.She had been informed that her father was returning. He had just won the Governorship of Montenegro State and the occasion fell on her 20th birthday.He had let her celebrate it with her friends , while he celebrated his win with his political aides and campaign team. They were to return home before 9pm for the family dinner.This was already 45minutes past 8.She had to be home at aby cost is less than 15 minutes time, even though her home was a 30minutes drive to the Club.Claude had insisted to call her a cab since she seemed drunk from all she had but she had told it off by telling him not to worry about her, she already had been gifted a personal car in the morning by her father as a surprise birthday present. He was in no position to worry about her anyway. He was just her call boy.Her drive in her exotic sports car had started with an overconfidence.She was just twenty. Only few heiress's had their own cars in Montenegro. They were driven around by their father's driver's in one of their fathers cars,but she had already gotten her own personal car.She would be the envy of the town once she goes to her university in but the next Monday, she thought.The city lights streaked pass her as she navigated the familiar roads, with loud music blaring from the speakers in the car.However, the effects of the alcohol she had earlier began to catch up with her. Her vision began to blur at the edges, and her reflexes slowed.She began to struggle to focus on the road ahead, her mind foggy and disoriented.As she neared her father's mansion, her childhood home, a sense of familiarity comforted her but her intoxicated made everything distorted, the mansion loomed ahead,it's grandeur lost on her in that moment.As she turned onto the long driveway leading to their home, he visions had become more blurry and her movements erratic. Her foot pressed down on the accelerator, propelling the sports car forward with reckless abandon.The collision was sudden and violent.Genevieve's car had screed off course, crashing into a maid that was changing the waters of the fortress.As the impact registered, Genevieve,inside the car was jolted from her Intoxicated state by the sound of the crash.Adrenaline surged through her veins as she realized what had happened.Panic set in.She stumbled out of the damaged car,her legs unsteady beneath her. The air was thick with the scent of gasoline and the metallic tang of blood.The maid lay on the ground, motionless. That was when the reality hit her. She had committed murder.As she stood watching the body on the floor, the noise and impact of the accident had made her brother run out of the house. Turning off all the light of the mansion after he saw what had happened from a window in his room.Their father's car was seen entering the house. He paused and stepped down to observe what had happened and what made the lights go off.With the help of the torchlight, his driver had led him to where Genevieve's car was seen with the headlights shining brightly.On seeing what had happened, he shot Genevieve an angry stare.He had just won the elections, and now she killed someone?She had one job of protecting their family from the media and public scrutiny but here she was dolling it all up. He thought loudly to himself. He did not say it directly to her but his eyes could tell, he risked the other maids of the house getting to know about what had happened.Turning to Lukman, his driver, he has instructed him to dispose of the body properly. So that no one would be able to find it, and in such a way that there would be no traces of evidence that she had been killed in an accident would be found.He replied immediately with a positive response.Apart from being the Governor's driver, he was also his errand dog.He handled all his dark desires at night, be it a political opponent he wanted out of the way of his ambition, or a prime minister supporting his adversaries. Lukman was always the one sent to call his gang to beat them up or kidnap them or "take them out of the way". This night wouldn't be any different for him he thought.Dragging his daughter by the arm, Governor Marcus had taken her into the mansion with Theodore, her brother following them closely behind.Looking at her and how her body was shaking, he haboured the thoughts of calling a therapist for her but then, he decided against it.The media would go crazy if they heard that his daughter was visiting a therapist.Everyone wanted to know the new Governor's dark side, even those that supported him and those that did not and now that he had gained victory in the elections, he had vowed not to let anything happen to him nor his position.He would defend his position at all cost.His daughter would have to get over her thoughts on her own he thought.Morgana stood at the back of the 4matic car staring in horror as blood seeped freely from her mother's body.Harrison stood at the edge staring at her.They had witnessed everything.The clock had struck a few minutes past 9pm.Liam arrived at the gates of the Montenegro mansion, his usual time to pick up his wife and daughter.This had been their routine since 7years ago after Morgana had turned 1.His wife, Maya has gotten a job as one of the cleaners in the Montenegro House, though she did not live with them like the other maids did.She worked but went back from home.She had been employed by the Madam of the house, the wife of Mr. Montenegro, three years ago before her death.Because she had been employed by their late house mistress, the head of the maids did not sack her as she paid her last respects to the late house mistress by not sacking any of the Maids nor housekeepers she had employed before her death.Liam stood outside the gates for a few minutes, patiently waiting for his wife and daughter to show up. He had given her a call but perhaps she was too busy to answer. He waited patiently for her to finish and round up her task for the day.Time passed
Liam was made to sit on a chair. His hands tied behind his back and duct tape was used to cover his mouth. He was awaken by the water that was poured on him by an assailant, as he has been instructed to by Lukman.He stared lost with his hazy eyes.He watched to see that he had been bound to the chair, and his legs were bleeding as he appeared to have been hit mercilessly by then while he was unconscious.He looked at his daughter who has also regained her consciousness but her mouth was taped as well and so she could do nothing but watch and cry as she watched her father bleed."Look, I have nothing against you not your family.... Lukman began coming closer to where Liam sat."You're still young and so I do not expect you to understand all that I am saying" he continues "But then you'd family needs to be ended this night. Your wife died and is resting in the great oceans of the above. I could have let you and your daughter live but then, she happened to see everything happen and be
It was already two days and Morgana had barely managed to escape the Montenegro mansion a day before. Her clothes were tattered from the cuts of where she hid the other night, and dirty from the gasoline of the car she hid under.Her shoes were torn and she had removed them, preferring to walk barefooted across the new street she had walked herself into.She cold feel pangs of hunger gnawling at her belly. As she roamed the streets, feeling dejected and forsaken,her eyes caught sight of a small roadside stall selling freshly baked bread. Morgana watched the woman arrange her freshly baked bread on display.Salivating, she walked up to the lady."Excuse me ma'am," Morgana began timidly, " do you have any bread crumbs to spare? I'm very hungry please" she begged.The bread seller glanced at her with disdain. A roadside beggar, she thought. Why wouldn't she buy the crumb of bread she desired from the proceeds she made from her begging, she thought. " We don't give handouts here. If
20 YEARS LATERLe Faye sat on the cushion of the penthouse suite.The suite had floor to ceiling windows framing the panoramic view of Italy's skyline.She was clad in an all white attire.Her jumpsuit white, as well as a white shoe which matched the white Versace bag she carried with her on the cushion where she sat. The biggest brand of Italy, reserved only for the richest and elites who could afford the limited editions.Her hair was silky and as dark as ebony.On one wall of the room was a decor wedding photos of she and an elderly man who had smiled his hearts out on the wedding day, evident on the photos that hung on the wall.They had numerous photos together and they were all able to cover the whole side wall that pillared the massive suite of the penthouse.She pressed on her mobile phone which she held in her hand.Her phone pouch screamed class and the titanium cover of her phones back displayed that she used the latest iPhone 20, the limited series of the iP
Lucas Elizalde watched with a meek appearance as he observed the members of the People's Progressive Party, walk their way into the boardroom.He felt intimidated and a hesitant expression did not fail to write all over his face.Many dignataries walked in and he noticed how each of them did so with pride and confidence seeping through their shoulders.Their suits were finely cut, perfect definitions of their high societal status.They were the cabals, the leaders. They were the future makers of Montenegro. That was why they had been able to retain power in their political party for 20 years now and counting.Lucas watched as Theodore walked in , with his father, his father in-law walking closely behind him.They took their seats and all the other members of the party present did not fail to mutter at the way Theodore showed off himself with a heavy cologne.He came to where Lucas was , even though there was a chair beside him, Lucas stood and made way by standing up for him to sit do
"Daddyyyyy" Maya screamed as she ran down the stairs to welcome her father, whose car engine she had heard." Welcome back daddy, I missed you" she say hugging him.Lucas took her in his arms and kissed her cheeks." Hope you were good to your daddy today, Maya?"" Of course daddy, I was a good girl through out. I did not disturb her about mummy returning today either. Mummy has to be at her workplace because there are important jobs she has to care of. So I did not ask after her" she innocently added, smiling and showing off her teeth that had started falling off.Lucas carried her he went to his room and smiled.She was one of the reasons he was still in the marriage.Maya was a sweet girl. He had her six years ago, after he and Genevieve's fourth wedding anniversary.He had wanted to leave the marriage then but after she was birthed, be had always endured because he did not want to make her a motherless little girl.He took her to her room and laid her ok the bed. Adjusting his col
Nathaniel opened his refrigerator and grabbed a canned drink from the arrays.He walked over to his study table, sitting down while taking sips from the opened can. His window was opened which gave way to the cool breeze that came into the room at instances. He was going through the court case he has finished preparing.It had being assigned to him by his head at the Elizalde Firm he worked at.Finishing the canned drink, he closed the file and stood up to the side of his door to dispose off the can.On walking back, his gaze caught one of the photos that hung on the wall.It was from his childhood, it was a photo of Morgana from her school graduation.She was also in the other photo frames on his wall but they had taken them together.The one he was staring was the only one of the took alone and he had made it extremely larger than the others, hanging it in the middle of them all.He walked up to where it was and touched her face.Then her lips that curved into a smile in the photo.
EARLIER THAT DAYNathaniel walked down the road as he trekked to his place of work, The Elizalde law firm.Sipping his coffee while carrying his laptop with his other hand in his bag, he couldn't help but think of how Morgana would be most elated when she finally learns that they have an upper hand in the case they were pursuing.He had chosen working at the Elizalde Law Firm not because of how much he was paid but because it belonged to the Montenegro's son in law, in the few months he had worked there after his graduation, he had learnt about many of the illegal cases his boss, Lucas Elizalde did for his father in law and he had evidences of them.If Morgana's case against the governor wasn't enough to put him in jail, he had other cards he could use and sue him. His suit was perfectly cut, though it wasn't of the finest materials, it suited someone of his status who was just finding his feet after graduation, to find for he and Morgana like he always put it.He was
Morgana's heart was heavy as she walked into the airport. Going to Italy seemed to be the only solution to the guilt she felt. No, that wasn't what she wanted. That was never what she had envisaged her revenge to end up as. It took a different turn because of Lucas' decision. All she had planned, the years and efforts she had wasted hoping to put Genevieve behind bars where she would be a prisoner of her thoughts, of her fall and that of her family's, where she and her father would have no one else to blame for what had befallen them but themselves, it all seemed to be bygones now. Her eyes darted to the screen and the news being announced. "Good evening. Breaking news tonight from Montenegro, a series of shocking revelations and tragic events have captivated both national and international audiences, making waves across the internet. The controversy began with the arrest of Theodore Montenegro, the former governor of Montenegro, whose recent trial took an unexpected turn.
"This is your fall Genevieve, whether you like it or not. This is your fall" Morgana muttered as she continued to struggle with her in the locked car, using all her might regardless of the knife that had been driven to her belly to reach out to the car controls to open the car doors."I will never fall, especially not at your hands. I will keep my head up high. I will keep rising. I will never fall!!!" Genevieve continued screaming as they struggled with each other.Successfully unlocking the cars doors, Morgana stepped out trying to run away amidst the stab wound in her belly.Nathaniel came rushing to where she was, pushing Genevieve who tried to assault her the more right into the car.Lucas had arrived and on coming down from his car to behold the stab wound on the already weak Morgana, he took the driver's seat of the car Genevieve had been pushed into.Nathaniel carried Morgana to the opposite lane and tried calling an ambulance while awaiting the arrival of the police he had c
"Miss Genevieve, I will do you the favor of walking you out of the classroom ma'am. Consider it my last form of respect to you who was once the head of the school's Parent's Teachers Association" Morgana said and motioned Genevieve to the door but she didn't seem to budge, still drowned in thoughts of what she had said to her earlier." Ma'am, I'll plead with you to stay outside now. I wouldn't want my guests to be frightened when the police come for you" Morgana sought to add and it seemed as if her last sentence struck a chord with Genevieve as she began to walk away, while she, followed her, leading her to the door." Say, why don't you follow me to the crime scene Morgana? Wouldn't you want to pay your last respects to your parents as well? I heard you never found their body. That's so much you could do yet brag so loudly and vainly" Genevieve said to her as they reached outside, finally finding her voice in the privacy engulfing the both of them at the passage way.Morgana batted
Morgana was discussing with some parents when she noticed Genevieve walking towards her. It was a rare sight considering the face that she had been declared wanted by the police. Standing up to meet her, Morgana couldn't help but taunt her. It was her downfall she had come for. The downfall of the driver that had hit her mother."Mrs Genevieve, or is it Miss? I do not know what title to refer you by, the news about the divorce is spattered all over the internet"Genevieve slapt her immediately the words came from her mouth. The women sitting down behind them gasped. Torn on what to do at Genevieve's presence, considering that she had been a member of their club yet now wanted for heinous crimes.Morgana held her cheeks, holding back her anger." Ma'am, violence isn't allowed in the school. Have you forgotten? Ohh, I almost forgot. You're not a parent again and it's understandable that you might not recall some of the school rules"Angered by he utterance, again Genevieve landed a sl
Montenegro's face twisted with anger as he grabbed his daughter by the arm, dragging her roughly toward the basement. She stumbled, trying to keep up, tears streaming down her face."Please let me go father, I promise to become better from now on" she pleaded. "How many times do I have to tell you to behave in front of the press Genevieve? You're supposed to act properly so you'd be loved by all. So you'd steal attention. So you'd be the talk of the internet for weeks to come!!!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the house."Dad, please, I'm sorry!" she cried, her voice breaking with fear. "I promise I'll do better, please don't lock me up again!"Her mother rushed forward with panic in her eyes. "Honey, please, let her go!" she begged. "She's just a child! You locked her up for days already, please have mercy! You can't keep locking her up each time she all's short of your expectations. She's human"He turned on his wife, furiously "Stay out of this!" he bellowed, raising his h
The house had a shabby look and still had the white table clothes that had been used to cover the properties.Everywhere was dusty as well.Nathaniel watched a dog come in. It might have come in from the neighbors houses as he left the gate open.He let it be. Atleast it was going to keep him company. He walked over to a carton and began to unbox it. It had some of their family portraits. They were mostly of him and his mother and only few had his father in it with them.It tucked at his heart. He couldn't blame only his mother for running away and abandoning him when he was little. He had witnessed how she was always abused by her husband, perhaps she had left them hoping that it would be the right decision to make.He couldn't take it out on her. She took the decision for her life and he would advice any woman in her shoes to take such decisions too, if they had been in his mother's sort of marriage.A marriage that had the husband always abusing and neglecting his wife. With his
The flickering light of the single lit candle cast long, wavering shadows on the walls of their small home. Now that he was thinking about it, he couldn't help but wonder why they had lived in such a shabby humble place while the new family of his father's he met lived in a mansion. Their house seemed old, so it meant that his father had always been rich since tie immemorial but left them to live in a humble home and environment.His mom had sat by the wooden table, the one he was currently staring at, and her fingers had nervously traced the grain of the wood. Her heart was heavy, burdened by the silence and the secrets that had settled between her and her husband. He recalled his father, Dante entering the house, his tall frame blocking the light momentarily. He had the air of a man who was always in a hurry, always preoccupied with something just beyond reach. His mom took a deep breath, mustering the courage to confront him. "Dante" she began softly, "this is getting too much,
The Banner that bore the People's Progressive Party title on top of the party house had been removed. A new banner for a start up company was being used to replace it.In a short while everything about the PPP had been erased, even their party office sold out.Lucas watched as the Carpenters hammered the new name on, while some repainted the walls giving it a whole new vibe."Governor, you don't need to worry. I'm sure nothing would be found on you. You'd still remain the governor of Montenegro after the probe" his assistant tried to console him.His former assistant rather.He had switched places. He had resigned not wanting to work for the government again. But he had come to him to exchange pleasantries after he saw him in front of the Party house.Lucas knew that he was just trying to condole with him.He was sure he wouldn't be found innocent. He carried out alot of bad deeds on of his father in-law's orders.It had already been more than a week his probe started and no feedback
Genevieve listened on as her father made a call to Dante.He was the last escape route they had and she was sure he would find a way to sneak them out of the house and the country without the police finding out.He was skilled in doing such, that is why her father had taken him in as his cartel business partner."He said we should get ready. Just pack a few things. We'd leave by midnight" her father muttered to her before dropping his phone on the table.She wanted to say something to him but she was interrupted by the gunshots they heard from the gate."They're here" she announced to her father and began running away.Her father stood up and took to his heels, following her as well.The both of them had been declared wanted. Not just for one crime nor for their embezzlement and stashed slash funds, the new accusation that came up and had Theodore's voice as the testimony was a big factor too and they couldn't save themselves from it. The evidences we're glaringly clear.She ran to th