“You said you were going to work half the day today.” Steffan said, as they drew closer to the camp buildings.“And you said we would have lunch together.” Racheal responded, looking at the journalists metres away. They had been looking bored just a few seconds before they spotted her and Steffan. Now they had their cameras pointed at them.When Steffan did not respond, she turned to look at him. He was watching her. But she was too angry to feel shy at his stare. He did not lead her back to the helicopter that was waiting. He led her to his car. She was surprised when he opened the door to the passenger seat, and helped her in. He walked around and got in the driver seat.This was the first time she had seen him drive. He punched the starter button and the car revved into life. He pulled out of the building in seconds.Racheal looked behind them, and even more to her surprise, none of the guards were following them. She turned back to Steffan.“Where are we going?” “I am ta
“You have to eat.” Steffan said when he looked up to see Racheal was staring at her plate of food like it would bite her.“I told you earlier that I did not have any appetite.”“You need to take your medications. Please eat.” Steffan said, his voice not sounding like a plea at all.“But the medications are not here.”“They arrived exactly fifteen minutes ago with our bags.” Steffan said, dishing more food into her plate.Racheal looked at him, wondering how he was always on top of things. He probably had her maids pack a bag for her. She reluctantly picked up her fork and began to eat in small bites.“The camp situation has been handled. You have nothing to worry about.” Steffan said. She dropped her cutlery.“You’re sure?”He frowned, and pulled his phone out of his pocket. She saw a video of the hungry people walking into the camp building they had just left. She felt so much relief, but also a strong urge to cry.She handed the phone back to him.“It will be replicated across a
“What are you talking about?” Steffan asked, stopping in his tracks.Racheal cursed herself, she should have just left the damn bags and go bathe as he said. Now they would have to talk about this. She was not sure she was ready to revisit those days in that hellish room.“Don’t freeze up on me now. You started saying something. Finish it.” She looked at him, not sure where to begin. Not sure if she wanted to begin.“Speak for fuck sake.” Steffan yelled.“You have no right to demand anything of me.” She screamed back. “You abandoned me Steffan. You took me to a party, I never asked you to. You took me there to the place where I got framed by your crazy ex, and you disappeared when I needed you the most. You looked me in the eye and said I should ask Delbert to help me. You turned your back and let me spend three days in that horrible place.” She said breathlessly.“Do you have an idea how much I suffered there?”Steffan said nothing, just continued looking at her.“You wanted me t
“Move closer.” Steffan said, grabbing her butt cheeks and pulling her just against him. Racheal gasped, her eyelids fluttering involuntarily. Steffan smirked.He held her chin and tilted her face up. “I’d love to bathe you again. I enjoyed it last time.” He said with a wink.Racheal blushed, and looked away. He was such a gorgeous man.He moved her face to look back at him. “What were you just thinking about?” He must have seen the hesitation in her eyes because he shook his head. “No more secrets Racheal.” Racheal smiled, and blushed scarlet at the thought of telling him what was on her mind. Standing under the shower with him, she watched the warm water soak his hair and eyelashes, making them flutter like a pretty woman’s.“That you are handsome.” She said finally, forced to look into his eyes because he would not let go of her face. His eyebrows lifted.“You think I am handsome?”“You don’t?” She asked. He definitely had women swooning over him and telling him that all t
Racheal did not know how to bring up the issue that she needed to get on birth control. She worried that Steffan may misinterpret it as her not wanting a child with him.But that was not it at all. She just did not want to have a baby with him under their current circumstances. At least not yet.She may have been a virgin, but she knew once was enough to make a baby.And the thought that a baby might just be cooking in her belly at this moment frightened her.But it did not frighten her enough to refuse Steffan the next morning, when he woke up to see her watching him .“If I did not know you well, I would have said you were just now thinking of all possible ways to murder me.” Steffan smiled up at her.Racheal laughed. “You already had a shower.” He said, moving close to sniff her hair. “You smell delicious.” She wove her hand around his neck, and hugged him close to herself,“How are you, in pain?’Racheal shook her head. “Just a little sore.” “Sure?” “Yes.” “You know what c
“This or this?” Racheal asked, holding up two floral dresses. Steffan had just told her to dress up for lunch.“Any you prefer.” He said, smiling up from his tablet. She made a face. “I asked you to pick.” He smiled, and really looked at the dresses. “The one that would let me better admire your cleavage.”Racheal gasped, and laughed as she looked down at the low cut dress. “You’re an uncultured man.” She said.“Turning you into an uncultured woman too, princess.” He said, staring back down at his tablet. Racheal laughed, and dropped the dress on the bed. She returned the other dress to the closet.Steffan still had his head buried in his tablet when she returned, so she padded quietly up to him and peered in to see what was so interesting to capture his attention. He was watching videos online. He swiped up, and the next video was a ballroom. It looked magical. But he snickered.“What?” She asked“You like these sorts of things?’ He stared up at her.“I have never been to
Steffan helped Racheal out of her chair, and the couple went to stand at the edge of the balcony.She placed her hand on the balustrade, and looked out at the resort below. Steffan stood behind her.“It’s so high up.” She said, as she looked down.“Mhmm hmm.” Steffan responded, kissing her neck. She smiled, and moved her hand back to caress his hair.“When did you buy this place?’ She asked.“When I turned twenty-four.” He replied, lifting his head up from her neck.He wrapped his hand around her waist, and held her close against his chest.“You should be one of your father’s biggest competitors in the hospitality business.” She felt him smile. “We serve different customers.“How?” “This place is best for getaways. No one would drive hours to come have a serious business meeting here.” Steffan said.She nodded and continued to watch the main road far off. She knew he admired his father. It was evident in how he decided to invest in the same businesses his father did, and now she
The shop staff walked out, and Racheal leaned in to wipe her lipstick off Steffan’s lips. She went up to the mirror and saw kiss marks all over her neck, and halfway to her chest.She stared at the mirror in dismay. She did not bring her purse here, so she had nothing to wipe the stains away.“Here.” Steffan said behind her. She turned to see he was offering her his handkerchief. “Thank you.” She said, taking it from him. She turned back to the mirror, and began to wipe her neck and chest.She occasionally glanced at Steffan through the mirror. He was still frowning.“Why are you embarrassed?’ He asked suddenly.“What?” She stared at him through the mirror. What did he mean, someone just walked in on them, how could she not be embarrassed?“We are married to Racheal. What were they expecting when they left newlyweds alone in a room?” She did not say anything. They were not exactly newlyweds anymore, and how could the staff here have suspected they would be making out in a pu