Three weeks later.I am roaming around the streets of this beautiful city on this chilly evening. Just like the darkness is overcrowding the city, so is it doing to my mind. Despondency is whacking me hard. Life is really spanking me mercilessly.For three good fucking weeks, I struggled to find work. I leave my condominium in the morning every single day with the forlorn hope of coming back with good news, just like I did today, but every single day I come back with a distraught heart. I didn't get any today either, so it's not an exception. I don't even feel like returning to that condo since I feel so depressed right now. Since giving up on the job search for today at six in the evening, I have been pacing for about three hours, and I am now unable to continue. My legs feel exhausted. Where even am I?I collapse to the bench on the sidewalk of the road, and take in a good amount of the cold breeze in and out. I am seeing hell beckoning to me from so close. The bills h
"I would be lying if I say I don't idolize this automobile, beautiful, but I just can't afford it for now." I'm conversing with yet another buyer, and I'm worried things are not going well. Aside from that, I abhor his nonchalant attitude toward me. Anyway, I am prepared to put up with his unpleasant dickheadedness for the purpose for which I am doing this. Maybe we can come to an understanding as I am in desperate need and I have a feeling that my Porsche has his interest? That is, if he can stop devouring me with his owl-like eyes!"I'm giving it at a throw-away cost you know?" I push my luck and he grins, gawking into my eyes way too stern for my preference."Why, though? Does it have any problems?" He asks."No. It's in perfect condition and the parts are still new and original. You can have it checked, I don't mind." I say boldly. My cars have always been serviced every single month. I can vouch that they don't have any dents on them."How much?" He qu
A new number! Argh!Who the hell is calling this early morning? I snatch the phone annoyingly and after swiping up the receive button, I place it on my ear.I am occupied advertising my car for sale on jumuia and I hope whoever is calling is not disturbing for anything. It better be worth my time else I won't think twice about hanging up on them."Yes, hello! Who is it?" I ask, still burying my face in my laptop?"Hello! It's Daniel. I said I would call this morning about the car sale." That got me to abandon my advertisement job for a moment, my heart skipping several beats."Yes, Daniel. Sorry, I just didn't have your number." I explain calmly. "It's alright, miss Ellie. Can I drop by your condo to finalize the deal?"Whoa!Finalize? Does that mean he is buying? Ahem!"Sure Daniel. What time?" I ask, my heart thumbing up in its rib cage. "Just now, miss."Ahem! What is with his calmness today? I mean, he was all jerk yesterday. Or maybe he is pretending on phone."Sure." I mumb
I lay flat on his comfy king-size bed's white sheets as the door opens, feeling the intimately acquainted adrenaline surge run down my spine, turning it cold. All the sensory neurons in my well-sprawled, naked body acknowledge the familiar pungent of his scent.The loud bang of the door slamming stops me in my tracks as I try to jerk my back out of the bed.He approaches, his intense brown eyes gobbling up every inch of my nude body from my nipples' razor-sharp protrusions to my curled-up toes. He knows just how much I want him even if his eyes didn't catch a glimpse of the juice of my wetness dripping from down there as my thighs are pressed tightly."So, I obedient, huh?" He remarks in his deep husky broken voice.I drop my eyes down at the bulge in his khaki pants, disregarding about the dark, alluring orbs of his that are illuminating with desire. Glorious hell! How I want to run my arms through that eye-catching, huge tent that is clamoring to be extricated from its confines."Ju
"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" Damian asks as we leave his apartment, my hand possessively hugged in his. "Yes. Told you I am meeting up with Grace, right?" I respond, hugging his arm to my chest with my free hand as I lean my head on his shoulder."Mmh. And you have refused to tell me what you two are meeting up for." He states, pulling me in front of him and pinning me to the door of his Lamborghini.I adore this sense of melting in his arms even when we are doing just nothing. "It's, girls' things, babe, so, no. I won't say a thing. You understand, right?" I feign a puppy mug, smooching his sugar lips gently as I fondle his neck."Okay. Can you at least tell me when I can see you again?" He asks when I pull away, his eyes boring into mine.I can't judge the sexy dark glow in his eyes that emits nothing but a sinful fervor. I'm sure mine denotes the same desire. We have had a lot of incredible mind-blowing sex for hours. These shades of sexual arousal can't be scoured away
I finish dressing up just the same time my phone flashes, denoting a call from Grace. Perfecto! She must be here already. With a cheerful hue, I pick up the call."Hi, Grace. You here?" I ask as I reach for my purse, starting to the door."Yes. You ready?" She quizzes from the other line."Yes. I'll be down in two." I respond exuberantly as I reach for the door of my bedroom, dashing out."Okay." She says and drops the call.I traverse my sitting room with an ample grin on my face, and lock the door behind me.This grin and the optimistic attitude haven't left my complexion after that symposium with Damian earlier and most particularly, after that dialogue and wild sex we had under the sun. I feel so jovial and hopeful, and hot and kinky. Darn!I saunter to the cab waiting outside and I open the door, settling beside Grace."Here is the address, sir." I chirp to the driver, passing him the tiny piece of paper enclosing the address."Okay, miss." He says as he presses on the gas pedal,
"Welcome to Maya's coffee shop free treat. Enjoy." I serve yet another customer, positioning a cup of coffee and cookies on the table."Thank you so much, miss." The nice customer replies, and I walk back to the counter. "Don't you still want to rest, Ellie?" Grace asks after delivering an order too.She has been on my ass the whole day and frankly, she is beginning to upset me with her unnecessary scepticism."Yeah, madam. Leave us to this." Here comes the voice of another one, Janine. I appreciate her confidence in me that day I rambled in this place and all she saw was an affluent lady who could afford this coffee shop even though I was the impoverished queen of destitution, but now she is annoying. She stayed back, with all the other five waiters, the cashier and the chef. I won't refute that I'm depleted, that too fused with the overwhelming sensations of vouching this cafe inundating with people on my very first day are taking a toll on me. I was appalled
I stride into the small office that was initially madam Hannah's, the aroma of chicken curry welcoming me. There is nothing much in this office except for the small table and the swivel chair, and of course, the washroom."Mmh." I moan faintly to the aroma, but something else makes me release another louder moan.The familiar sensation of his touch as he encompasses me from behind."Which meal am I supposed to devour first?" He groans behind my ear."Mmh." I spin around in his arms, my arms sheathing his neck. "Which one do you crave the most?" I tease, looking into his bottomless sexy eyes."You." He states, reaching for my lips, and we kiss slowly deep and sweet, our bodies dancing between our arms, until he pulls away. "But tell me what is happening here, huh?" He says, reclining down on the seat I brought and pulling me between his legs. I sit on his thigh.He looks completely exhausted. I don't think he has any vigour for sex that I am craving for, but I don't know how long I can
ONE MONTH LATERI park at the parking lot of the jail. I know this seems crazy and you are wondering, what is a bride who is supposed to be getting all dolled up for her wedding ceremony doing in a prison? Well, to settle my peace, and show my enemies that they miserably failed. Great times!"Attorney, I'll go alone. Take care of the necessary and be quick." I state, and she nods her head.I dash inside, clutching the magazine in my hand, hoping to finish as soon as I can. Nobody knows I sneaked out just to come here, and I wouldn't want to visualize their faces if they woke up to a missing bride. I can't worry about them."She will be with you in a minute, Mrs Almenda." The prison Warden says, and I nod my head.I am Mrs Almenda to everyone in the city now. Our story, just like I presumed, has reached almost everyone in the whole nation, and we have even earned an emblem of "THE FATED BETHROTHEDS" from the citizens. Our story has outdone that of Romeo and Juliet, and now we are the t
ONE WEEK LATERI stand in the mirror. Outfit, check! Make-up, check! The hair is perfect! Everything is o.k.a.y!"I could be your mirror, you know." I look at Damian's reflection in the mirror, his face all smiles, beaming and dazzling like always in his custom-made blue suit that is matching with my blue-fitting gown.Two royalties! We are indeed royals!"Mmh. Do I look good?" I ask."You are gorgeous and elegant. I am afraid all the men in the event will fall in love with you." "Really now? I think I am the one who should be weary of women in the event." I respond, caressing his jaw."This guy before you, has eyes for only one woman - Ellie Marrie Riccaford, my betrothed, the love of my life. I wouldn't trade you for anything in the world." He says, melting my heart with his words."And this beauty before you, has her eyes only on one angel, Damian Almenda Riccaforte - my betrothed, the love of my life. It's either you, or no one else. I love you, baby." I whisper."I love you more
"God, please wake this man up already." I hum as I jerk my head from Damian's shoulder.I spent the second night yet in here and still, he is in this distressing deep slumber. Honestly, I am getting furious at him. Why doesn't he want to wake up? Doesn't he know how much it's stinging me to see him like this?"Wake up already, love, will you? I miss you. This world doesn't seem a good place for me without you by my side. Please, wake up." I whisper, pecking his lips.I turn away from him, scouring for some wipes from my purse and wiping off the eye logs. Before I turn back to him, a call from my lawyer distracts me."Hello, attorney." I greet, taking a few strides away from the bed."Hello, Ellie! How are you?" He greets back."I... Am fine, attorney." I respond."I just called to let you know that I reviewed the case that you assigned to me and I think we have got several contending grounds." That makes my heart thump with joy."So does that mean..." "Let's not get ahead of oursel
"Ellie! Maybe you want to at least get some fresh air outside even for a minute?" Rose says as they stand across me on the other side of Damian's bed.Breathe some fresh air? What good will that do to my despondent soul? It's been more than twelve hours since we came to this hospital and Damian hasn't woken up yet. If I am still able to breathe it's because I am doing it for both of us. The bullet in his belly hit him really bad. Fortunately, no vital organs were damaged. But he lost lots of blood, that's why he is undergoing a transfusion right now. How can I crave for a fresh breath of air when he is like this?"I am okay, Rose. I don't have the energy to leave his side until he wakes up." I say, nuzzling his hand."But, Bestie, can we at least get you something? You need to at least eat something, please." Sherry pleads."Until he is up and able to eat, I am full." I respond."Come on, Ellie! You know Damian wouldn't want that." Rose says."I want him to tell me that himself. I wan
"Where it all started with my mother? What do you mean by that?" I query."This is where I tortured her to my pleasure, and I enjoyed all her howls of anguish and appeals for mercy which I, unfortunately, didn't have! The baseball? Doesn't it remind you of something?" She says with so much elation.Curse you, sick witch! You will pay dearly for that! For everything, and that too, today itself, in this very same house!"I already knew you were behind her mysterious tragedy. But why here?" I ask."There wouldn't have been a satisfactory place for her sufferings other than this - this home, and this exact room that was deemed to be my bedroom with Richard. I bought this house some years back as our supposed rest house with my one great love - your stupid father. But that never got to come true because your mother had invaded his heart. He never saw me as a woman no matter how many times I tried. No matter how low I stoop for him, he just had no fucking chance for me. I was invisible to h
Forty-five minutes later.I reach to this seemingly three-storey house located in a secluded area in the outskirt part of Nairobi. It's a gated area, and it's surrounded by a jungle. No neighbouring houses, not even one. It looks a bit old from afar, but not that old to be termed abandoned. This doesn't look like a house to live through. Maybe it has its purpose.It's the time!I dial Damian's number."Ellie?" He picks on the first ring."I can see it. I am going in now." I say through the microchip.This was his idea. I also have a gun perfectly hidden on my back, and the back is just around. They needed to keep their distance to avoid any risks. We can't afford to screw this up. "Before anything, love, your safety comes first. You remember our deal?" Damian speaks."Yes, love. Don't you worry. I got this." I respond."Okay. How is the scene? Anything you can see? Security?" "No. I can't see anyone and that's so weird. Anyway. I will update you once I get inside.""Okay. Be careful
It's seven at night, and I have never been this enthusiastically nervous. The inkling of being free from all these dilemmas is giving me goosebumps."Are you really sure we can trust that woman?" Damian asks as he pulls on his hoodie."We can. For some reasons, she was so different today. I don't know what striked her overnight. She looks kinda victimized, and afraid of her mother." I state."If Gracia is capable of all those things, then I doubt even her own daughter is safe around her." Damian responds."It's hard to believe that monsters like Gracia are living amongst us. We dined and whined with her for years. I knew she was capable of a lot of things, but I never thought it would be this much and horrible." I state."Don't worry, love. Tomorrow will be the end of her road, and a new dawn for us. You'll finally be able to live in peace." "I can't wait for that moment I will look her in the eye and tell her that I already know about all her crimes and make her pay for everything."
We get into the car and lock the doors, the curiosity to know about this misery that has been surrounding my family for ages threatening to kill me, and the desire to end it itching me."So what happened? Did papa accept your mother when mom went out of the picture?" I ask."It was worse. Riccaford loathed my mother with so much passion, and even forbade her to even show her face to him."Huh? "Then?""My mother never gave up. So, on this particular day during their last day at a college party, she drugged your father."OMG! So, they had sex? And Nelly? Nelly was the fruit of that act? So, she is..."The alcohol and the drug rendered your father a deadbeat. He blacked out the whole night. My mother had sex with another guy that same night and returned to your father's room, and he made him believe that they had intercourse. I was the fruit of that night "Deep sigh! I feel a bit relieved."So, you are the reason why my father had been sending money to your mother's bank account over
"So, miss Riccaford, why do you want to buy a dead company?" Omar asks as I go through the documents."Mr Omar, I believe in second chances, and in getting up every time we fall. The fact that the company sunk to the ground under your management doesn't mean that it will do the same under mine." I respond."I love your way of thinking. You sure are really a Riccaford - strong, bold, oriented, and above all, beautiful inside and out.""Thank you, Mr Omar.""However, sometimes common sense is crucial. It still baffles me why a rich tycoon like you who is capable of buying the entire Nairobi city if you want, is interested in a dead company."Ooh, I see he has some brains left."Let's just say that I have the power, and the will to help a person who is in dire need like you, Omar. I know you are facing a lawsuit due to your incurring debts. Your own house is under the mortgage, but that won't cover even a quarter of your debts. The banks are on your neck, as well as hundreds of employees