Hamza’s mother walked towards Racheal, gently placed her hand on the small of her back and began to lead her away like a child. Racheal found herself following the woman out.“I am sorry we could not chat over tea. I hope you visit again, I am really interested in making your acquaintance.” The woman said, while Racheal found herself meekly following her out. Skylar was there, and if these people were lying about it, that meant she was in trouble. She remembered how Sklar called her with tears on that day of her engagement.“I will tell Skylar you called on my next video call with the couple. You can call her too. You have her contact number I believe.” The woman said, looking up at her. They were now standing outside in the hot sun, near her convoy. All her guards stood like statues. “Yes.” Racheal found herself responding, although she did not know Skylar’s contact number, because she had never had the need to. She did not own a phone. She caught Isaac’s eyes, he bowed slightly
Racheal was done with the form in no time. Isaac hurried forward with Steffan’s card when she tried to pay. She realised she did not mind much anymore, unlike that first day. A smile crossed her face when she remembered how she had thrown a tantrum with his money that day. She shopped for some yoga items at the other side of the building, all the costs were covered in the membership fee. As she changed out of her dress into one of the yoga fits, a beautiful yoga jumpsuit, she noticed how sad her face looked in the mirror even to her. She could not stop worrying about Skylar.She stepped out of the bathroom, and Isaac took the shopping bag now holding her dress, and handed it over to the nearest guard to take it out to the car. He then led the way back to the studio. Racheal arrived just in time for the afternoon session. The yoga instructor smiled, and bowed to her as she walked in, while her guards remained hanging around at the door.The other women in the yoga studio stared a
Racheal cleared her throat and shifted in her seat. Although she liked Jade and was hoping they would grow to become good friends, she did not think she knew the woman well enough to tell her such private things about herself. If there was anything she had learned in her short stay in Yin, it was that people were not truly who they first appeared to be. She could not continue trusting people so easily.So till she was sure where Jade’s loyalty truly lay, she would never tell the woman private information about herself. She was thinking about a polite way to avoid her question, when she noticed a man enter the cafe, and begin to walk towards them. Men in dark suits followed the man closely.Racheal squinted, concentrating on the face of one of the guards. He looked familiar, but she could not remember where she knew him from. She moved her attention back to the elegant man walking in front of them, and this time, her eyes opened in recognition.This was the prince of spain.“Hey,
“What did you just say?” Danna Sherrod asked, looking at Racheal with surprise. Then her face morphed into a furious mask. “How dare you speak to me like that?”“You truly expect to keep disrespecting me and I say nothing?” Racheal asked, not at all surprised that the woman was shocked at her talking back. Up till now, everybody was familiar with and even used to the quiet Racheal, who never fought back when she was harassed. “How dare you? Have you forgotten where you are, I can have you locked up, and your life miserable.” Danna Sherrod was so pissed her face was almost purple with rage. Racheal was not scared of her threats. She now knew the woman did not have any real power in the presidential villa, all she could do was scheme in the dark with her partner-in-crime Thalia.“Just like you had me locked up in that hell hole for a crime you commited?” Racheal asked, walking up to her. Danna Sherrod stared at her with hostility.“What the hell are you talking about?” She asked. Sh
“I had questions, I know the answer now.” Racheal responded to Steffan’s questions, hoping he would not ask anymore.They both stared at each other silently, and she found her mind wandering to memories she did not want it to. Steffan stood up and began to walk towards her. He was still in his work suit, and he looked insanely handsome. She panicked. She was not ready yet, she needed to think some more, and sort all she had just learned into the right boxes.“I think Skylar is in trouble.” She blurted out. Steffan froze in his track. “What?” “I saw her. I saw her, she was hitting on the window and then she was not there again.” Racheal said. Steffan was looking at her in confusion. She knew she must have sounded incoherent, but the image was still haunting her, and the thought that she had failed her friend. She could not live with herself if anything happened to Skylar. “What are you talking about?” Steffan asked. “I sent you a voicenote to let you know. Did you not get it?”
Steffan turned to look when Racheal walked into the room. He stretched out his hand, and she hurried to him.“Skylar is not here.” She said, as he wrapped his arm around her.“No. She isn’t.” He replied. “That is probably a good thing.” His voice was low and he was no longer stiff. The dark fury that had engulfed his body not so long ago had disappeared also. Racheal looked around the room, not agreeing with his sentiments that Skylar not being here was probably a good thing. She was certain that Skylar was here earlier, and not on any honeymoon. It was fishy that they would lie so insistently that she was not here when she was. “What are your guards looking for?” She asked, watching the men bent over, studying the floors inch by inch.“Proof that she was here earlier. Hamza said they flew to their honeymoon location yesterday monday.” Steffan said. Racheal looked back at him.“Isaac saw her too.” She said, feeling hurt that Steffan still did not believe her even after so long. H
The couple walked out of the Almir penthouse, back into their cars. Racheal sat quietly beside Steffan in the car, as he gave instructions to his employees to ready his private jet for the trip. She looked away, and out of the window, wondering just how much money he had. Skylar had told her he was a billionaire, independent of his family’s wealth, so although this was her first time hearing he owned his own jet, seperate from the one his family had, she was not very surprised.She thought about how she did not really know this man who was her husband.“Why are you cold even with the car heater on?” Steffan said with concern, as he draped his jacket over her shoulder. “Do you feel sick again?” He asked.She shook her head as she shrugged on the jacket, and tightened it around her body. “Why did you not go see Skylar tonight?” She asked. He had a jet, he did not need a public flight schedule. A jet could be readied in no time. “The sky has too much turbulence to fly this night. The
When Racheal stepped out of the walk-in closet, Steffan was on his laptop. She walked around and climbed into bed. Her body felt all strung up, despite how exhausted she was.Steffan glanced at her and turned back to the laptop. “You know you can always use my gadgets, right?” He said. “Keep up with the outside world.”Racheal stared at him from her pillow. “But the agreement was that I couldn’t. You were there in that meeting.” “That will change soon.” He said with an irritated frown. “For now, use mine.” She said nothing. He was rarely at home. She wondered how many hours a day she would get to use it. And if she would even dare.Racheal watched Steffan quietly, wondering if perhaps this man would finally be her ticket to freedom. He stood up and went into the bathroom. Racheal looked longingly at the laptop he left. Should she do it? Would she even dare?She heard him turn on the shower, and the sound of water beginning to beat the floor. She tightened her lips, as her heart