GLENDA’S POVI poked my head through the door to peek in at Maurice's study. He turned also immediately, catching me in my sneaking game.He was standing by his phone. I assumed he had probably just finished with a call or he was waiting for one. Either way, he seemed busy, so I decided to go and come back later.“I'll come back later.” I spoke in a small voice. Just as I withdrew my head, trying to shut the door behind me, Maurice stopped me.“Come. What is it?” He asked as he made his way around his table to his seat. His tone had carried an irate order. And I subtly regretted why I had come to him at this time. He seemed to be in a foul mood.Slowly and fearfully, I shifted the rest of my body into his study. I shut the door behind me and clung to the door knob. I didn't move from the entrance just in case I needed to escape, it would be easy. I didn't want to bear the brunt of his anger.“Don't just stand there! What do you want?” He snapped.I flinched at the authority in his to
MAURICE'S POVIt was ironic how Glenda was saying the same thing Sam had said to me. Although Sam pitched his differently, they were both implying the same thing. They wanted me to right my wrong, put myself out there and live life freely. Without holding on to the past.It was a simple yet such a difficult task and I didn't want to think about it, at least not now. I instead, focused on the delicate hands slowly and expertly massaging my temples, bringing me immense relief.“You said you used to do this for your grandma?” I asked with my eyes still shut.I sensed Glenda's smile. I could guess she had pleasant memories of her grandmother.“Yes. Grandma loved it when I did this for her. She would sometimes request for a temple massage even when she felt no pain.” There was glee in her voice as she seemed to travel down memory lane.She continued. “Granny said I have delicate hands.”Mentally, I concured to Glenda's statement. Her granny was right. She did have delicate hands, that brou
GLENDA'S POVI paled in surprise as I stepped into my room. A bouquet of purple roses sat elaborately atop the vanity table in my room. I immediately called out to Nora to inquire from her who had entered my room.“Where did those come from?” I asked Nora. I stood by the door and pointed to the flowers. It was almost as if I was scared to step into the room. Flowers, beautiful ones at that, in my room, was a rare thing. It never happened or at least the flowers were never for me.The one time I found flowers in my room while in college, they had been sent over for my roomie by her boyfriend. It was such a sweet gesture that got me somewhat jealous of her. A fairytale romance, I tagged it. A fairytale indeed, because there was no way I could imagine anyone ever doing something like that for me.Nora stood by the door along with me. My fears, a contagious infection, prevented her from stepping into the room. She stood by my side and peeked into the room, fearing what was pressing en
MAURICE'S POVI slowed down when it seemed we were going too fast. I wanted Glenda but I also wanted her to want me as much as I did her.I wanted her to feel every touch from me and experience how much pleasure it could bring her. I just wanted it to be memorable.I knew I achieved this feat when I raised my head from between her legs to see her head thrown back and her body still shivering and shaking from her orgasm.Just watching her reach the pinnacle of pure pleasure was a scene better than any romance movies or books put together.Glenda was the epitome of beauty in her aroused state. She gasped and breathed in quick exhausted successions.When she finally got some of her senses back, she looked down at me still nestled between her most feminine parts.My lips curled into an arrogant grin as I smacked my lips and winked at her. Her cheeks immediately coloured with embarrassment. She tried to hide her blush from me.I moved up and comfortably settled myself between her legs. My
GLENDA'S POVI was appalled with the thought that Maurice only deemed it fit to lay sleep with me because my idea turned out great.It only meant that if it had happened that things didn't go as well as they did now, then he probably would have kicked me out of his house.It only reminded me that I was only as good as my worth to them. If I didn't serve any purpose, then I was useless! How could I forget that?Angrily, without uttering a word, I dressed up and left the room. I was honestly tired of being a pawn. A tool only sought when needed.“Glenda… Glenda!” Maurice called out repeatedly behind me as I headed for the door.Maurice grabbed my arm, stopping me from opening the door.“Glenda.” His tone was draped with disbelief and concern as he chased me to the door. “Hey, what just happened?”I raised my eyes and glared at him. “Nothing. I want to leave.”“Leave your room?-” He looked around the room as though to clarify that it was indeed my room. “-You want to leave your room for
MAURICE'S POV“This is what I want. I'm sure of it. I want to start on a clean slate with her. I've only just realized it was a selfish idea… I'm finally taking your advice, brother.” I spoke into the mouth piece of my phone. There was an unfamiliar admittance to my tone.I was seated on the swivel chair in my study, on the phone to Sam. I had my back to the entrance of my study, very engrossed in my conversation to Sam.Sam chuckled. “I know you might not like to hear this, but you sound all so in love.”“I haven't told you I was in love with Glenda.” I said too quickly. I felt the inexplicable need to immediately correct Sam. “I just said I'm changing my mind about the plan.” I stated.I could sense my damn brother smiling. “Of course, but it's only a matter of time before you see it. You're always slow, playing catch-up.” As much as Sam tried to hide it by sounding serious, there was a tease in his tone.I shook my head. “Just let John know the update on my decision.” I instructed.
GLENDA'S POVNana had sent me to call Maurice. At this time of the day, I was certain he'd be in his study, so I headed there.On reaching there, I saw that the door was ajar so I decided against knocking. I poked my head through the small space of the door and regretted almost immediately after I heard Maurice's rigid voice.“LUCY!”I still at that moment because Maurice had his angry eyes on me.“I could come back later.” I said in a small voice as I cowered under Maurice's gaze. If Maurice was already in a foul mood, then the best thing would be not to be in the center of the heat.“It's fine!” Maurice snapped, but this time he had his glares peeled at a seething Lucy. “You can come in. Lucy was just leaving.”Slowly, I walked further into the tensed room. It felt hot in there even though the weather was chilly.Lucy stood up abruptly from her seat and twirled on her heels in annoyance. It made me wonder what they could have been talking about to stir this much heat between them.L
MAURICE'S POVSomething told me to go out of my study. I had the feeling that Lucy would do something stupid and I was right. Thankfully, I got there just in time before she opened her big mouth. This stupid girl was going to ruin everything for me. She stopped talking once she caught sight of me behind Glenda. The menacing scowl on my face was all she needed to see and she turned mute.I dispeled Glenda, urging her to go to Nana, but I kicked against the idea as it occurred to me that she could stay lurking in the corners trying to eavesdrop on my conversation with Lucy.It was not in Glenda's character to eavesdrop. At least I knew that much from the time spent with her. Still, I couldn't take chances.This whole episode was intriguing and no doubt had stirred Glenda's curiosity. So I asked her to wait for me. At a distance where I could keep my eyes on her and she could hear nothing from my conversation.I returned my gaze to Lucy. Anger coursed through me as I clenched my teeth.
GLENDA'S POV I didn't want to accept how foolish I had been. How gullible I was. How blindingly trusting I was. “Elsa, please tell me this is all not true. Tell me this is all a prank. Say it. Laugh all this off… Say you're joking!” I yelled at her. I shook my head as though doing that would dispel everything that I had heard. “You are a liar! I don't believe you!” I broke into a sob. “I trusted you, Elsa. I loved you! I trusted you!... You were my sister! That's how much I cherished you.” I spilled through my teary, pain-filled voice. “And I hate you! I hate you Glenda! I hate you!” She countered, panting with dark rage. The room was filled with the heat of the hate emanating from her. The stench of her loath towards me was palpable in the ambience of the room. It felt so surreal. Like acting out a scene with the evil villain. Only, this was far from a dream or a movie. It was my sick reality. I could never have thought Elsa, whom I considered akin to my sister, harbored su
MAURICE POV It was a long drive. It had been two hours ago since Lucy agreed to take me to the place she talked about, yet we still hadn't reached. We kept taking neverending turns and corners. “Are we there yet?” I asked like an impatient child eager to reach the park sooner. “No. It's right up that corner.” Lucy replied. “How many more corners are we going to take?” Exasperation embellished my tone. “How did you even come to know about this place?” I asked out of my impatience and eagerness to quickly reach Glenda. The long hours of driving was beginning to make me rethink my decision. I couldn't help but begin to consider that this may be a ploy to distract me. “Um, he brought me here one time when we needed to talk privately. This is his hideout.” she spoke shyly. From the sound of her voice and the expression on her face, I understood that this was where they came to do all their plotting. Could Brian and Lucy still be working together? Could this also be one of
BRIAN'S POVI repeatedly slapped the passport against my palm, relishing in immense satisfaction as I walked to my car. It had taken longer than I had anticipated to get it done but I was finally holding it. My ticket to leave this place without being spotted by anyone.Best part, I was taking the woman I love along. Everything was falling into place. I smiled to myself as I got in my car. Aunt Helena had no idea how smart I could be. By the time she'll realize anything, we'd be long gone. Far long gone! To a place where no one can ever find us! Our disappearance would be a huge disappointment to Aunt Helena. It would put a big hole in her plans.As I sat in my car, my hand rested idling on the steering wheel. I gaze through the windshield, staring fixated at nothing ahead, my mind traveling back to that day at the hospital.★★★Flash back★★★“I've lost him.” She was crying profusely. “We failed.”I glanced over to Lucy curled on the gurney, an irritated look draped my expression.
GLENDA'S POV “Don't you want to hear my story?” She asked, pouting her lips, feigning childish annoyance. I was finding it difficult to understand everything going on. I had never seen this side of Elsa. She looked like some deranged psychopath. “Elsa. What…” I could barely formulate my thoughts into words before a forceful, painful sting shot through me. The electric sensation began from the cheek of my face, spreading pain, surprise and fear through my body. I stared at Elsa in utter disbelief. Did she… Did she just slap me? “You don't get to ask the questions.” She commanded in an icy tone. “Now, back to the story.” The iciness in her voice disappeared almost immediately as it had appeared. She was acting like a person with multiple personalities. I stared at her speechlessly, still reeling from the pain of the slap she had given me. She cleared her throat and began. “There was a beautiful woman who fell in love with a man. But sadly, the man did not return the woman’s love
MAURICE'S POV I walked back into the house taking quick long angry strides heading back to my study. My face contoured into a growl as I muttered angrily to myself.“Did they find her?” A voice asked.I stopped and turned. I hadn't noticed the presence of anyone seated in the living room. Nora materialized before me. “Has she been found?” She asked again. Worry and anticipation embellished her expression.The eagerness in her gaze only added to my fury. It was a stupid lead. A total waste of my time. Utterly pointless!There was no trace of Glenda where they had thought they had a lead. I wondered what their team was doing as regards to this case. Absolutely nothing! And my infuriation was growing with each passing time.I averted her gaze. I was too pissed to break the bad news to her. I scanned the area of the living room and then set my gaze on Lucy.“Why are you still here?” I interrogated her icily.She seemed to cower under my demeaning stare.“I was concerned.” Her voice was
GLENDA'S POV She came closer and sat beside me, darting her head behind her constantly as though checking if she was being followed. “I knew I'd find you here.” She whispered. Her alert gaze roved around the room. Oh thank Goodness! Finally someone was here to help me. “Elsa… Elsa.” I called out weakly, a tinge of excitement and hope adorned my gruff voice. “Elsa. Brian. Please get me out of here.” I mumbled. “I know.” She whispered in response and placed her right index finger over her lips. “Keep it down.” She darted behind her again. I immediately understood. We needed to stay quiet so we didn't alert my captor. I nodded vigorously to the best of meager strength. “Don't worry, I'll get you out of here.” She reassured me and tried to help me sit up. “You're weak.” She commented. She struggled to lift my limp body. It didn't help that I couldn't assist her by at least raising myself. Whatever Brian had been feeding me was still working actively inside me. “He has been feedi
MAURICE'S POVI took the next available flight back to London. All the while keeping constant communication with Nora regarding Glenda's return.I could feel it in my guts that Glenda was in trouble. It was confirmed when I returned late that night and Glenda was still nowhere to be found.There was no trace of her except for the blood that stained the vanity table and the telltale of someone being dragged on the floor.Incompetent staffs! How could someone enter the house without being noticed? Were they all asleep?I wasted no time informing the police. The evidence present, all pointed to the fact that Glenda has been kidnapped and investigations kicked off immediately.That was three days ago. Three days since the investigation to determine Glenda's whereabouts began and three days of no result.No one knew how she left the house. No one had seen her and no one knew who had abducted her. It was all too mysterious.So chaotic that it turned me into a frantic mess. Not knowing the
GLENDA'S POV A loud thumping sound woke me from the darkness I was floating in. It seemed to grow louder, increasing in its disturbing volume. I felt dizzy, hazy, like a clouded mist. I tried to move but my limbs felt too heavy to comply. Slowly, I fluttered my eyelids open. I was welcomed by a dim yellow light shining brightly beside me. I shut back my eyes. My head was aching badly. I tried to move again, propel myself and access my environment, but the aching weight in my head kept pulling me down. I shut my eyes and cursed at my failed attempt. I opened my eyes again and squinted past the yellow light to look around my environment. My eyes roved over the strange and unfamiliar setting. This was not my room. Where was I? How did I get here? The throbbing pain in my head increased as I tried to remember. Such a simple task brought me such intense pain. After a minute of trying, the memories came flooding into my mind. The bathroom. The feeling that I was being watched. The fe
MAURICE'S POV“What do you mean by you can't find Glenda? Isn't she at home?” My cold voice shot at Nora.I had just checked into my hotel room and was calling to inform Glenda. Her phone had been ringing non-stop with no response. I did try calling her earlier too when my flight landed but there was no response either. I assumed she must have been napping or up to something that kept her busy.Regardless, I expected her to be with her phone and to return my call at the earliest. I took some time to get myself settled and tried calling her again.Feeling frustrated after several attempts of being unable to reach Glenda, I called the house line only for Nora to tell me that Glenda wasn't home.“I just came from her room. She asked me to make dinner and that she'll come down to have it. That was four hours ago. The food was getting cold, so I went upstairs to inquire from her if she had changed her mind regarding dinner. But she wasn't there.” Nora explained over the phone.I found her