The earring he held in his fingers could not leave his thoughts.They seemed body familiar. He had seen his wife Genevieve with one once. It was a wedding gift she had received from one of her friends. A limited edition. He had also seen Faye with the earrings too. So his thoughts were juggled. Which one of them owned the one pair of earring in his fingers, how was he going to find out who owned it. The owner must have something to do with the death of his mother.He drove to the club house. He had heard from his private investigator that she usually went there to play golf and games sometimes, so he went in, hoping to confront her.It took him a while before he was able to find her, she had been at the VIP section. She could afford it but she seemed not to be alone. She had a company, his brother in-law who could not resist gloating and talking about himself to the woman.She seemed cunning and he did not seem to see beneath through her facade. He wanted to avoid her, the way he had
The dressing room was an opposite of what it used to be.Unlike before when the clothes were all hanged in the diamond hangers with Genevieve's initials, they all laid on the ground, so we're some of her shoes which had been thrown on the floor while her belongings were being ransacked."Where could she have hidden it! Where could she have hidden it" Lucas tiredly lamented.He had been searching her belongings for a long while but had found nothing. Her own earrings were no where to be found and the pouch had been replaced with a different earring but the same colour with the other one she had lost.Something was amiss, he could tell but he could not bring himself to think the path his mind wanted to wander off to.He thought perhaps she had bought another but kept the earring somewhere else, but she was not one to do so.She always donated her designer materials she were not using again to charity houses and made the press come and talk about her and make her donation the front page
The sun was beginning to rise over the city of Montenegro, casting rays upon the business buildings that were all over the city. But today, the city wore a different cloak—a cloak of democracy, woven with threads of hope from candidates who had done their best and still planning their best, anticipation from the people who would begin to troop out en masse to the pooling boots to cast their votes to the candidate whom their heart wills. A gloomy look spread across Lucas 'face. His mind somber and preoccupied with the funeral arrangements for his mother. He had made a decision and had fixed the funeral date of his mother on the day of the election.Genevieve had told him nothing, they didn't talk to each other anymore and only communicated in public with gestures like when she grabbed his arms in public for the press to take Photos, painting them as a happy family, for the sake of appearances. His daughter was always with the nanny and might have been feeling the neglect from him
"Whatever Reese, I do not care!! You cheated on me too, I only did what you did too. There's no need to take it out on me" the lady at the front of the car argued with the man that was driving.It was raining and they had been arguing loudly, caring not about their young son who sat at the back of the car seat." I apologized to you Margaret!! I did. You caught me cheating and I apologized to you. I even paid for your trip to Dubai which was what you requested for before you accepted to forgive my mistakes. I did everything you asked me to, but instead you went ahead and cheated on me too?"" I did forgive you but I never told you that I had forgotten what you did. I did not tell you that I wouldn't revenge either.. I just forgave your own mistake and nothing else. Now is your own turn to forgive my own mistakes"The young boy not yet a teenager sat at the back listening on to their conversations. He did not know which parent he were to side since the two of them seemed to be wrong.T
When Lucas heard the door open, he could feel his heart race with anticipation, desire and his member that had gotten hard from the thoughts he had for her. It had been years he had sex with a woman. After Genevieve had birthed a child like her father had told them to, he had stopped touching her nor having any relationship with her but this night more than ever, he felt the fire burning underneath him and he was willing and waiting to quench it in the wet pussy of the woman he had decided to accept, the woman he was beginning to fall in love with and see as his home. He watched her enter, her cloth seductive, exposing her curves and barely covering her cleavages, making the storm he felt harder for him to control. He stood up and slowly approached her, his fingertips grazing her lips that shone with the red lipstick she had diligently applied on to it. Cupping her face with his both hands, he took her lips in for a kiss. Heavens knew how long he had admired and wanted those lips o
He could feel his dick tightly wrapped deep inside between her burning walls. She hugged him tightly. His phone began to buzz but he did not bother to answer the call nor check whom the caller was.He didn't mind whom it was, he valued the treasure he had found to whatever the caller wanted to tell him. He rammed into her faster and deeper. Together they moved, their rhythm steady, breathing heavy. Soon their moans grew desperate and in the climax that happended in the next minutes, he felt his cum gushing out of him into her pussy hole.She did not bother to remove it and he did not either. Maybe she was on a plan, perhaps that was why she took his cum into her..He fell down on her and she began to caress his hair with her hand while using the other to pat his back. More like the baby treatment he had always wanted. He wanted to fuck her again but realized he had no strength to, so he stood where he was, his dick still inside her while he laid on her with she patting his back and
"Everyone who had been around me in the past all had ulterior motives, I'm skeptical that you might not be an exception" Lucas began voicing his doubts.He had been staring at her for a while withholding his thoughts because he had not known how to express them to her.He was handsome, but he beloved he wasn't all that, plus his age and the age gap difference between them." I'm curious as to why you chose me" he added.Many me would have come for her, even his brother-in-law did too, but she had not gone to be a mistress of any of them, but instead chose him." Tell me, is there anything you want from me? Why did you chose me"" You seemed to be lacking something and I wanted to fill that void for you" she simply put, her face serious as she said it and betraying no emotions, as she drank coffee from the mug she held with her hands, while he couldn't stop looking at her while questioning her, with all the food she had made that wee still on the table." I was hesitant before because
He loved her and was willing to do anything for her, willing to sacrifice his all for her, willing to play any role for her to open her heart towards accepting him back but as he stood and watched the two of them come out of the villa, his heart had sunk.Ever since he found out and confirmed that Le Faye was his Morgana, he had acted as her security wherever she went whenever he had the time to. It was as if it was his calling. He had trailed her once and found out where she lived and since then on, he had always stood outside her house, staring and waiting Incase she came to her balcony to watch the view of the mountain from there.Those were the risks he took just to see her each passing day but as she walked out hand in hand with the winner of the just concluded elections, he couldn't help but question his heart.It was 4am already. He had waited outside the villa all night in his car. He had been in his usual location at the front of her mansion watching for a glimpse of her when
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