The couple stared at each other, panting softly, their foreheads touching. Racheal smiled, Steffan returned her smile, and they started giggling.“I am sure someone heard us.” She said.“I don’t care.” He moved to kiss her forehead. She placed her hands on his large face and kissed him deeply. When she finally let go, he hugged her tight. She was still seated beside the sink.“I am sorry.” He said. She nodded, her chin hitting his shoulder in their tight embrace.“I was not very mad, just irritated.”“I know.” He said, sighing contentedly. “You know?”“Mhm hmm. You had the face of a woman who wanted to be f*cked silly.” He said.She laughed, and gently pushed him away from her. “What?”“Yes. You just needed a good f*ck to feel better.” He said, stroking her jaw. He pulled her back into an embrace. He was back to his soft self, the man who hugged her and did not want to go to the ball, back at that hotel.She stroked his dark curls, and let him hold her as tightly as he wanted to
Racheal continued to watch her stepmother in silence, it felt good to know she was finally not under her mercy anymore.“Diana stays, it is an order, not an offer.”“You forget yourself.” Racheal said. Roslyn looked startled for the first time. “This is not your home, or country.”“Are you speaking to me that way?”Racheal just watched her. The woman was frowning at her, then she suddenly burst into a giggle. “The Sherrod boy is the one emboldening you. You think he can protect you?”“He can. He has.” Rosyln walked towards her, closing the gap between them. “You know, I did not believe it when I heard you had him eating out of your palms. I guess you finally learned our secrets.”“What secret?”“The secret of mistresses you always turned your nose up at. How do you think I snatched your father from your silly silly maman?”Racheal frowned, but she closed her mind to the words. She did not let them get to her.“After eighteen years, you finally admit to being a wh*re. Not everyo
Racheal saw Asad Achillie as he was being led into a gas chamber, his hands in metal cuffs. He still was not talking. She watched him with her heart in her mouth, from where she was seated in the pew with other government officials in Yin. She had come to see with her own eyes whether he would lose his cool at the last moment and admit that he had not sold the document to the enemy, that someone had stolen it from his mistress's house.But the man still remained silent as he was made to sit and strapped to the chair. He remained silent even when the executioner asked if he had any last words, The executioner and other military officers stepped out of the glass box. They shut the door, and soon poisonous gas began to fill the box. Asad sat Stoic at first, but as the fumes rose in height, enveloping him, he began to writhe in pain, and scream, pulling at the straps to get away. Then he turned to the crowd and his eyes fell on her.“You.” He screamed.The crowd turned to her and
Racheal looked at Maxwell and the flower. They were in a maze. If anyone saw them in here from any of the windows on the top floors of the villa, they would come up with a nasty rumor.She picked up her long floral dress, and turned around.“Wow. Not even a hello.” Maxwell said, hurrying after her. She did not say a word as she tried to find a way out of the maze. She was beginning to get increasingly frustrated as she suspected she had missed her way.“Racheal. Please talk to me.” Maxwell said.Racheal said nothing. This damned man was not letting her concentrate. The longer she spends here, the more chances of someone seeing her here, with her ex walking behind her. She sighed in relief when she saw the guard who had been trailing her. He nodded to her, and started to lead the way out.She began to hurry after him, when she felt Maxwell hold her arm.“Racheal.”She turned around, and smacked him hard across the face.“That is the last time you will touch me. And it is Mrs Sher
“Let her go.” One of Racheal’s guards barked at Zuri. “I’ll shoot in two.”Zuri laughed, holding Racheal across her neck. She heard her evil laughter the loudest.“Drop your purse.”Racheal did.“So you think I would come here if I was not sure that you couldn't shoot me?" She laughed again.Racheal realized this was different from the always angry, but calm woman she knew. This was an unhinged Zuri. She thought of hitting the woman with her elbow, and running away. Although her grip was tight, she was not holding any gun or knife to her throat.“You have just two seconds to step away.” her guard repeated.“Well, checkmate!" Zuri said, and held up something in her hand. Racheal looked to her side at Zuri’s hand. She frowned.That thing looked familiar.Years she spent dating a soldier had made her learn about many weapons. She gasped, suddenly realizing that it was a grenade.“Step back, or I’ll blow both of us up.” Zuri screamed.“Do it.’ Racheal shouted at her guards. A woman
Zuri walked out another entrance of the mall to the side. Her eyes scanned the cars parked outside. Racheal watched as her eyes fell on a motorcyclist driving in. “Run.” She said.Racheal had no option but to obey. They were cuffed together. They stopped before the motorcyclist who looked at them in shock.“The keys.” Zuri said to him through gritted teeth.He scoffed as if Zuri was a big joke. He took off his helmet and got off the bike.The biker looked around twenty years old with blue eyes like Steffan’s. “Please give her the keys.” Racheal said.The boy looked up at Racheal then. He squinted, and then his eyes widened in recognition. Then he looked from Racheal to Zuri, and his eyes fell on their cuffed hands, and then the grenade.“Give it.” Zuri repeated. The boy placed the key in her hand, and backed away. Racheal realized that Zuri was beginning to make mistakes in her desperation. A modern bike like this will definitely have a tracker on it. This scared boy will tel
Racheal felt a sharp pain sear through her head, jerking her back to consciousness. She opened her eyes, and the pain in her head intensified. Her eyes were watery as she looked around. She tried to wipe her eyes, but her hand would not move. She looked up to see both her hands tied above her. Her legs were tied too, and she sat facing the open doorway of the shed.“If your guards somehow find me, and try to act funny. You will die first.” Zuri said.Racheal turned to see her seated in a discreet corner of the shed, watching her. She decided to say nothing. The woman did not want to see reason. There was no need for her to waste her breath trying to talk to her. She needed to save her strength, in case she had to run.“You see that gun?” Zuri said, pointing to a spot above the door. Racheal looked. And there was truly a gun hanging suspended on a transparent fishline. Her eyes traced the barely visible fishline, and saw it ended in a wrap around two nails driven on both sides
“So how do you think we should do it? Shoot him as soon as he comes through the door, or give you both time to say your final goodbyes.” Zuri said to Racheal, who was sobbing wretchedly.She was tired, hungry, in a crazy amount of pain from the hit she had gotten on her head, and her hands had been suspended in the air for way over eight hours now, but most importantly she was scared.She knew either her or Steffan would get badly hurt. They would not be able to escape it. She had been lucky so many times in the past few weeks. She feared that luck was quickly running out.She did not want to die, there were so many joys she had not gotten to experience with Steffan.She hadn't even gotten enough time with him. In the months of their marriage, the times they had not been fighting were few and far in between.But worse than her fear for her own life, she knew she could not bear it if something happened to Steffan. The thought alone was too painful for her. Life was so cruel and h