CHAPTER 2: The rebirth

CHAPTER 2 : The rebirth.

  The crowd that awaited him downstairs grew over the hours, he had the choice but to come down and satisfy her. This took the rest of the day. After his dedications he then decided to go straight home. The bright glow of the city on the waters was breathtaking. The wind as cool as it was hot of the season at night, the sounds of the engines of the cars in circulation gave a rather rock mode to the melody of the evening of the city.

 On the other side, in the bourgeois quarter, in a house large enough for the whole neighborhood. The silence at dinner was speaking. Different dishes arranged on the table as a sort of ornament. His gaze fell on each meal, which tonight will not be affected. You just had to cook for three people and not for three houses. In full action with her dish this evening she noticed the agitated gaze of her prince papa.

 -Then. Are you not eating ?

- Don’t worry sweetheart, just keep enjoying your meal.

- OK.

He turned his back to the dining table and loudly shouted the name of the maid, who was coming in as he went.

-Yes sir ?

-Tell me then, how is it that there are two people at a table and at this same table there are more than 8 different dishes ?

-In fact Madam likes to have them so for her embarrassment of choice.

- Do you see madam at this table ?

-No but….

-Do not finish this word and get rid of all that, finally I hope that tomorrow I will not see anything in the trash cans

-But sir, we usually put the rest in the trash !

-Is that so ?

-Sorry.

-Find a way to either eat them or give them to whomever you want as long as their last refuge is not in the trash.

-Okay sir, I’ll get rid of them right away.

- Besides tell me, you take leave today, right ?

-Yes sir.

-I will tell Nicolas to bring you back and you go with all this food. Surely you have people at home who would benefit from it only here.

-Thank you sir.

   Nicolas then accompanied the maid to her home. It was thus an opportunity for him to put back his flirting techniques that she usually called cans.

-Nico if you don't stop with that I bet at 50 you still won't have a girlfriend.

-What I was married to me!

-Why do you think she left you?

-I couldn't give her everything she needed. And not because I'm a bad charmer.

-Really sorry.

-Do not worry. I think she did me good by leaving.

-So you didn't like him?

-Yes. I loved him, at the beginning it was really hard but I got a job, a very good job that pays me well. I have an apartment and I take care of my siblings. Not to mention that I drive in luxury cars.

-You drive in your boss Nico's car.

-Maybe, but you see, I no longer need to pay cash. In any case, the whole time that I will be working here. The big boss lets me take this one home, even during my holidays.

- Screw it up and you'll see.

-just I take care. So enough to talk about me. Tell me a little more about you

-You already know everything about me.

-No. You've a boyfriend?

-Yes.

-Come on Monica! Don't kid me, I like you, you know?

-So you think I'm kidding you? That I don't have a boyfriend? That no one will want me? What are you implying?

-Not even. You are a beautiful woman, I assure you. Just that I don't see you with anyone and you are often busy with the job in the field.

-Well know that I have a boyfriend and soon I will introduce him to you.

-No thanks.

-Ah but why ?

- I will be jealous.

-Stop your nonsense and drive me home.

 For Monica, Nicolas was a good boy, but she wouldn’t want to have a romantic relationship at her workplace. The only way to make him understand it without annoying him is to make him believe that she was already in a relationship. Nicolas separated for four years already had only for her. Originally from Ewe, she had that melodious voice of singing when cooking or doing housework. It was impressive for Nicolas the fact that she alone takes care of everything in this big house. There was only her as the only maid apart from the gardener who only comes once a week. For him she was not only beautiful, but she was also the kind of woman, fighter, hardworking and enthusiastic that he needed. He found in her all the qualities he dreamed of in a woman. So he swore to himself never to be defeated as long as he saw her. For him that was the goal to achieve for his development. Conquer Monica.

  It was late, but bursts of laughter still echoed in the Bull house. After a few minutes of chattering with his daughter. Mike brought her to brush her teeth and put her to bed. But she wanted a story or a lullaby before sleeping. So he approached, got into his little one’s blanket and said to her.

-I have no history but I have a confession to make to you ?

-Oh that’s right ? What ?

-I met a girl today !

-It’s simple as a confession, don’t you think ?

-I haven’t finished yet honey.

-So I’m listening.

-She was quite special, let’s say tough and oddly I liked it.

-What does it mean to be tough ?

- Honey that means ; do not give in. He is someone who does not give way. A little like you.

-Ah, am I tough ?

-Yes.

- Why did you like this girl ? Because she looks like me ?

- Exactly princess.

-So you are going to become his friend ?

- Should we meet again.

-Okay so I can get to know her.

-Don’t fly so high.

She smiled at that moment already she felt sleep invading her and weighing down her eyelids. She could then ask a question before sinking.

- Was she beautiful ?

-Yes, she was beautiful. Her mocking smile on the right corner of her lips is too.

But then he understood that she had already flown away in wonderful dreams of the night. He sat up very slowly, gave her a kiss on the forehead before covering her.

 Lila was not present all evening. Surely she had better things to do elsewhere than to have dinner with her daughter. It was that anger that she might be in the arms of another man that invaded Mike. Often he wondered whether he was bad enough for her to prefer sleeping with other men than him. He sometimes watched his cock in the mirror to understand if it was the size that was the problem but immediately he realized that he had enough for us to hug. While going down the stairs to the kitchen to help himself to orange juice, in his thoughts ; the door has just opened. She then appeared as usual sexy enough to be provocative and at the same time padded enough to be responsible, in one of her dresses that cost a fortune. She was a woman who could make you freeze just by what she was wearing. Solicited by several fashion companies in the country, she was in fact a major influencer in the fashion world. She was the example of several businesswomen, rich, beautiful.

-Good evening Mike.

-Good evening. So where have you been ?

Astonished at the question her husband just asked her, she turns around

-Sorry ?

-I wonder where you were.

He replied with a more insistent tone.

-I really don’t want to answer.

-Really ? I actually don’t care where you were or in whose arms you were. But for most of the evening, your daughter was just asking what do you think and why weren’t you there for dinner ?

-And I hope you told him that Mom was making us come out of shit.

-But what are you talking about?

-From the Nelly problem. And yes, I wasn't getting fucked. But I was trying to solve this problem which, through your fault, we can't solve.

He then took a relaxing look and walked closer to her

-My beautiful. The Nelly problem does not bind me. Your family is powerful enough to make this little worry go away an inch. So why do you need my help?

- Do you forget that you are concerned, since I am married to you, that you are mainly the very origin of this affair and that you will sink with us all?

-Ah really ? So I decide to sit idly by and we'll see which ones go down first or not at all. Me, or you and your family.

-Its a threat ?

-No Lila, it's a truce. Actually just from me. Good night and please don't forget to turn off the living room lights before you go upstairs.

          It was his last words before going up the stairs to his room. Standing she could not believe her ears. It was the first time that her husband had stood up to her, or threatened her. Right then she had realized the damage that the truce of which Mike speaks. In this case, he had the cards in hand, her resignation will cause them harm to her and her family. She had to bring him to his senses. But tonight she was too tired to do it. Without eating she also went up the stairs, of course after turning off the lights, taking a shower, then going to kiss her daughter's forehead and finally going to bed. When Mike this time had understood one thing. Not only that he had half the notoriety in all their affairs, but also that he was enough, rich, powerful like them to freak them out. That air was over for him. The look where he was afraid of the consequences, the hour when he was afraid when Lila threw him the risk that he would take not to do as agreed. He understood then that he was finally ready to fully assume what they were there for. The murder.