“Are you comfortable?” Steffan asked as the car began to move. He had cushioned the car seat with pillows and brought a blanket. It was the blanket Delbert had gifted her, her comfort blanket that smelled like Jasmine. Her mother’s scent. Racheal wrapped the blanket tighter around her body as she settled further into the seat.“Yes, thank you.” She said simply, her response polite enough, but cold. She knew he was trying to fix whatever it was that had broken between them, but she was not sure she was interested. Like he had said himself, what was the point of all this? He could not protect her, his attitude was ever changing, the only reason she was still being polite to him was both their fathers’ threats. She did not want his father to cut off her freedom of movement and association. She also did not want to provoke her own father to go ahead with his threat.She wondered Roni Rana knew what happened to her, did he even care?“How is Skylar?” She asked suddenly.Steffan turn
When the couple arrived at the villa, they met a high stack of flowers just at the gate, and a small group of curious crowd. Racheal was thrown a little off balance at the sight, how did they know?“I knew those journalists were bad news. Why can’t you all just do your job well?” Steffan said angrily to his guard who was sitting in front beside the driver. She winced. She wished he would stop shouting. If there was anyone to blame, it was himself who had left her all alone, and took her chief guard with him to wherever he had gone. She said nothing though. The car stopped, and Isaac appeared almost immediately at her door. She stepped out of the car before Steffan came around to assist her. Luna and Leah were waiting at the steps to assist her too. She smiled at them. She had really not had enough time with them in the last few weeks, and she missed them.“Hello.” She greeted with a smile, as both young women walked up to help her. “Ma’am.” Leah greeted with a bow, and lovin
Danna Sherrod left after assuring Racheal that there was nothing to worry about.Rachael thought the woman's whole attitude switch was strange. Why was she so calm now?She turned back to their bedroom to lay down. She feared she would soon pass out if she didn’t.“You did not have to agree to that.” Steffan said as she climbed on to the bed.“Please don’t.” Racheal frowned, trying to close her eyes.“I can protect you, Racheal.” He said strongly, too strongly.She opened her eyes to look at him in disbelief. The silence that hung in the room after those words was heavy and awkward. She slowly turned her back to him, and closed her eyes.When she woke up, it was completely dark outside, but she did not feel as terrible anymore.Steffan was sitting on the bedroom couch looking at her. He stood up to help her, but she lifted a finger to stop him.She pushed her weight up with her left hand, her only good hand. She stood still for a while, waiting for her body to feel stable enough, befo
“The sleeve of this dress is similar to her skin tone. It would be difficult for anyone to notice it was her real skin. With a full coverage makeup, even she would doubt she was ever injured.”“Pity you don’t have the remedy for my pains too.” Racheal said quietly.The man paused, and stuttered.He was the head of a glam team she had not seen before, and she did not like him.He smiled too much, but it was an unkind smile. She noticed how badly he had been treating his team since they got here.She suspected that he’s was Danna’ Sherrod’s private glam team.She had brought him here, and only someone like her would work with such a nasty man.“Less talk, more work Nico.” Danna Sherrod said, taking a seat.The woman had come to her suite early that morning with the presidency's doctor. She waited for the doctor to check all her wounds, and take the bandage off her head.She waited quietly still for her to bathe and eat, more quiet than Racheal had ever seen her. She didn’t know the woman
“The hall is not very far from here. Your office is also about five minutes away.” Steffan told Racheal as they rode in the long convoy towards the press conference.She turned to look at him, feeling more conflicted about him.His vow some minutes ago still sent a chill down her back..For someone who was so devoted to making sure she was okay, why did she often get mixed signals from him.He just vowed on his own father’s life to take her out of here, he knew what the consequences of that could be, but he did not care, all for a woman he had known for less than two months.She wanted to trust him, to love him, especially seeing how much he was willing to do for her.But so many things kept stopping her.The biggest of them was her fear that he would never be actually there when she needed him the most.He had done it twice already, the first time on purpose.She looked out of the window, forcing herself to put the thoughts away for later.If she stressed her brain too much, her head
“Wait.” Steffan said, and got out of the car.He waved Isaac away to open Racheal’s door himself. He held out his hand, and she placed hers in his.“Thank you.” She said, wincing a little as she stepped out of car.He had pulled a little too strongly on her right arm, where she had been cut.“What is it?” Steffan asked, pulling her close. She avoided looking at his face.“Let’s just get done with this.” She replied.He was about to hold her hand as he usually did, but stopped halfway, remembering that hand was scarred. He frowned, and placed his hand on her waist.“Let’s go.” He led her into the building amidst a few flashes from cameras.It felt like her first press conference all over.The difference now was the location. The hall was better designed and furnished.The only important person here was the presidential aide, all the other people here were lower presidential staff members, and the press.Racheal quickly realised what the President and First lady were doing.They were pr
Steffan, his guards, Julian, and Nasir were all at Racheal’s side in one minute.She regained her balance and stood up,She snatched her silk glove that had slipped off, and wore it, then turned around.Everyone was looking at her.“Are you ok?” Steffan asked, looking at her all over.Racheal nodded. and glanced at Zuri.The woman was the one who pushed her, but since everyone had been busy, no one else had seen her.“Are you sure?” Steffan asked. Her arm began to ache again.When Zuri pushed her with her shoulder, she had roughly grazed against the arm.Since the thick bandage had be
Racheal spent the next few days in absolute silence.She did not resist the doctor coming to check her wounds, and refix her bandages.Steffan did not leave their suite the whole time, except when Jade visited. She was the only one Racheal wanted to have a conversation with.She was grateful Jade did not ask her why she lied too. She did not even talk about the press conference.On one of those days, the intelligence officer arrived to tell Racheal that her father was asking to speak to her.She looked at the woman for so long that Steffan thought she would not reply, and spoke up on her behalf.“Racheal cannot speak with him today.”“I will speak with