CHAPTER FOUR
Leo couldn't sleep in his quiet room as his eyes slowly opened to a celling with white tiles; his body felt heavy with sleep but his mind was still filled with images of Clara's face. He stood up from the bed, and went into the bathroom to wash his face, and when he returned he took off his shoes and clothes, and changed into his pajamas propping backwards on his bed. A bright smile sprawled around his face.He curled slowly under his blanket, pushing the pillow tightly to his breast and folding his legs together. Leo felt that he was holding Clara tightly to himself and wouldn't let her go. All through the night, he had been dreaming about Clara, caresssing and squeezing the pillow, with a smile to support the rousing feeling. He had slept late into the night and was hoping to have a quiet morning when he would wake early. He was still mumbling words to himself in his sleep_kissing_with lips running into a void, until he heard Nanny Divine calling his name continuously. He rolled under the blanket that embalmed him and pushed his legs foward and backward till he could feel that someone had been holding his legs and laughing loudly. His desire was to fall back to sleep, but Nanny Divine embraced his legs tightly.He couldn't stomach the feeling that she had woken him up again. Leo stood up and looked at his wristwatch , shocked and slightly tired as he tossed himself again on the bed, groaning softly. Nanny Divine held his hands and began to move it towards all direction him till he kept shouting, no no no!. She was laughing this time, as he finally let out a word.'Why didn't you wake me up my usual time?I felt you were tired, you even struggled to wake now, still snoring''Guess it's another kind of weird snoring' he laughed lightly.'You have been used to this, ever since you were a kid' He rubs his hair gently as she has always done.'I could have possibly forgotten'.He laughs lightly and looked into Nanny Divine eyes that appeared blue like his, and he had always admired her for her beauty even though she appeared aged. There were similarly engaged into look and emotions but left this thought in the room of his mind. Leo leapt up from the bed in his pajamas. he had probably forgotten that he had to meet up with some contract in the office.As soon as he remembered his dream, goosebumps spread round him. He bolted up right and looked into Nanny Divine eyes. Those eyes that fixed angry gazed at him whenever he did something wrong as a child. He would always hide from her, to avoid being spanked. He felt she knew him and his secret more than anyone and had become a motherLeo had freshened up, and brushed his hair gently; staring closely at the mirror for that quiet moment. He was dressed in English suit and his red tie is done in a long knot, matched with a black canvas. His smell filled the air heavily. He walked out of the house quickly, he was late. and as he desired to move into his car, he saw a young girl who walked slowly to his car, her hair looked so rumpled and her shirt were tattered. She held his legs firmly and he sensed that he needed something from him.'Whats your name young girl? 'I'm Maria'. She said slightly twitching her eyes in a shy mood.'Where are your parents?.'They died long ago and I barely have what to eat''Oh poor kid, you will be fine.Leo's heart was touched and it was one aspect Clara never seemed to realise. He had an heart of gold even in his arrogance. He looked around, but the streets were still silent. It was early in the morning. He quickly echoed.'Nanny Divine! He shouted loudly'Yes, Sir Leo'. She rushed out of the house with a towel still in her hand. She has been doing the cleaning that's why Leo needed a maid; but having Clara as a maid, was to have her as a soul partner not as a servant. He found the maid plan as a means to get through to her heart. Nanny Divine had become like a mum to Leo even since he lost his mother to a terrible cancer. She had come to know Leo better than anyone. And he less relied on anyone for advice than Nanny Divine. She had sacrificed for him on number of occasions and that motherly love had grown for years.'Can you help me look after her till i come? He ran his fingers through her hair gently.'Leo, where did you see her from? She said anxiously.'It doesn't matter, all that matters is that she is safe with me'Nanny Divine held her hands and they both moved inside the house. Leo watched them for a while till he could no longer see them. He entered into the car and drove off. As he drove, he listened to Justin Bieber's sorry and nodded his head. From time to time, he turned his gaze sideways, watching the trees, the road signs that bad been there probably for years. The passerbys who truly concentrated on where they were always going. He diverted to the other direction of the road and met his secretary on the road who waved at him when he sighted his car from a distance. He whin down the window she gleamed.'Solita! Good morning! Get in!' He opened the front door as she narrowed her head inside the car. They had been driving since they got off that direction and he turned towards her, in a confused smile that needed an answer.'You look good''Thank you sir!' she said joyfully.'You know I trust you a lot''Yes sir, I know you do''If two sisters love a man, and the man prefers one to other, while the one he doesn't love forces himself on him, what should he do?'Its quite confusing!Leo narrowed his eyes below the front mirror to tilt the car to the other direction. He then faces Lolita who still looked confused, thinking deeply, trying to please her boss. She wouldn't love to sound slightly offensive, and so she thought for some minutes, while he continued driving''Sir Leo, everyone has a desire, I think you should go for your heart desire''Its beautiful, but what if it hurts the second party''I mean the one who you do not love, but loves you'.Lolita gave our a cheerful smile, a smile that expressed blankness and Leo too, could read it. He had perceived her as a very beautiful and intelligent lady but felt that this question could weigh heavy on her. She loosened the first button of her shirt as Leo suddenly turned expecting a favourable answer but finds out that she is also lost. He had reserved this question for her, perhaps during lunch, and this was a perfect opportunity because no one could eavesdrop.'Well sir, I can't say for sure''I don't want to hurt both, one is already getting hurt''And how do you think you can serve them boss''I just have to stick with the one I love''Yes'I have a deadly feeling, it's really hunting me''What's it sir?'The one I don't love may come back at us dangerously''I don't think so, she would understand'. As Lolita said those words she looked calmy into his eyes, as if those answers were the lasting solution.'I don't think so, she's so deadly'.'You just have to gain her trust, and draw closer to her 'Leo glared strangely into her face, his mind was momentarily lost in her words and he shifted towards her in a hot breath that soon filled the cool air.'I don't just feel safe with her, especially when she is fully aware that I am into her sister''It happens to anybody, but she just can't hurt her sister.Leo stopped talking and geared his car to the other direction and led himself to extreme speed. He removed his glass, and twitched his eyes because it seemed as if he was not seeing clearly. He looked more handsome in his glasses and lips that ladies admired,so pink and his eye brows that also seemed attractive.'I don't know why I don't feel safe around her''Cant you love two of them, to avoid the conflict between them''You play too much'. He playfully tapped her lap and smiled wildly'Yes sir, that's the only way you can stop the conflict between them. 'They had arrived at the office and he moved his car backward to pack well. He had finally parked and stared closely into Lolita eyes whose seemed a bit serious that Leo.'I can't do this, I love only one''If you say so''I don't want to spend the rest of my life with a person I don't love''Have you had special relationship with her'. Lolita stared strongly into his eyes. She always did whenever she needed approval. She was his secretary but had a mutual relationship that potrayed something more profound than a boss and worked relation.'Em em, not too much''Not too much, but you have had''It was really a mistake, I swear, she forced herself on me''You could have rejected, now she had become more found of you''Let's go into the office, we are already late'.CHAPTER FIVE Isabella sat at the back seat of the taxi, gazing into the dark streets, through the window after she screwed it down just few minutes. It was evening. She could feel the cool breeze rushing into her face, as she looked outside. it was always cold at night especially around the college environment she is just one hour near. She often wondered if it was only felt by her, because other people around her barely complained. She sighed heavily and looked across to the driver through the rear view mirror, and stared at him for a while. He has been talking for a while, but her phone distracted her all along.It was completely switched off which gave her the privelge to listen intently to what he said. His discussion seemed of interest to her, even though he was talking to the passenger that sat closely beside him.'I love my wife so much,but another lady is in my life, budding me' The driver expressed heartily. 'What will you do? The passenger questioned.'I just don't know, I
CHAPTER SIXIsabella returned home looking tired. She flunged her bag violently towards the direction of a chair that occupied a void space within and as she stood for a while staring at a distant nothing, her eyes were unfocused and glazed. Her whole body was wet and her breast starined slightly across the white shirt. As she reached out to the towel to dry her hair, her feet felt heavy on the ground. Her back propped up by the cushion, legs stretched, and her head thinking deeply on how to execute her plans with Jasmine. The fans were whirling slowly in the ceiling and she could also feel the cool breeze. The bright bulb dangled from the celling, it cast a long shadow on the wall. Clara dashed out from the room when she heard Isabella footsteps. She was already relaxed on the chair with a towel laced tightly around her hair. 'Oh darling, you're back, you would have gone through a lot''Surely' She was brisk with her words and Clara wondered if she had o
CHAPTER SEVENShe saw the dark street that ran cold in silence as they stood beside an abandoned house, covered by thin borders of red flowers. Her sences were momentarily lost to the pain that struck her waist and it seemed she was also tired of waiting for the taxi. She stretched her left leg foward and it felt lighter still. And for a long while, they engaged themselves in playful conversations, nasty jokes and confusing looks that saw smiles shyly flooding through their face. The street light illuminated them into the night, with a sort of amber glow all over their body. They hugged themselves and smiled behind their backs. It had been July since they both smiled at each other but there was a strangeness in Isabella's smile. It was wild and her intentions revealed it. Her whole body felt the cool breeze in the air, that also seeped through, but hugged tightly to her until Clara released herself from the embrace because she no longer felt convenient in this late hour
CHAPTER EIGHTIsabella was walking alone,the delibrate slowless of her feet was the perfect echoes of a dead street. The smile that stretched to her lips made it clear that she wanted to have Leo by her side all through the cold morning, gripping tightly on his lonely bed. She unbottened her cardigan, and flung to her right arm, while her shoulders were left bare. She edged closer to the door and her smile enraged widely and above her lips, and the lights around his silent gardens beamed all over her. It was the smell of hibiscus that appealed most to her. She was curious and scared and was finding a better way to lure him to her, she had thought deeply, and it would sound more enticing to him if she appeared. She swirled her gown slightly to the position of her breast and rubbed a small portion of mud on her brow, to appear as someone who had been infuriated deeply, and hurt. He would likely listen to her, especially when it was late in the night, and all the tales associated with
CHAPTER NINEClarra had woken up slightly, gradually her eyes opening up to a empty space, in which she had relaxed unconciously on the faded wall. Her slowly opening eyes recognized a bright light, and a fan that whriled slowly in the celling. Her hands and mouth are tied tightly and she could barely breath. Jasmine trooped slowly into the room and began smiling widly even when she screamed so loud, it was curled in a kind of depressed voice because her mouth was tied tightly with a black cloth. 'Why are you shooting, you can't be heard?Jasmine walked up to her, and smiled a mad smile, removing the cloth from her mouth and pressuring his lips tightly to hers till she kept nodding her head to express disapproval. She had never felt so humiliated and irritated not until this moment. She moved back slightly, dragging her backwards legs. She gasped for breath and it ran suddenly.'What have I done to you?'Love had caused you this harm, you're obstinate!'I don't get, Lo
CHAPTER TENClara leaped to her feet and lunged forward, slamming herself against the balcony, as she ran across the other room and finally came out of the building. It was dark. She was breathing heavily as she paused and swifted across the bush. Clara wasn't sure where she was heading to but she needed to trust herself even when it didn't matter. Jasmine still knelt in the pains that struck him by his thighs and his hands caresssing the position softly. He stood up, with an groaning face and ran fingers through his hair. He needed to find her, evem though, it would cost her life. He removed the gun from the wardrobe and cleaned it with the handerchief in his hands, pressing it down to his pants. He wore a black jacket and ran quickly outside in search of her Clara could feel a bead of sweats assembling around her brow. She wiped them with the beam of tiredness still in her eyes. They were whirling round to know the location which she could douge into. Her lips were hot and her h
CHAPTER ELEVENClara rolled her eyes, as tears streamed down gently to her fair cheeks. She gazed as they moved Leo to the ward in the corridor. Those eyes had already been buried in tears and it streamed down slowly till she whipped them and sat down. Leo placed his hand on his chest and the blood wetted that position. A large portion of his shirt was soaked with blood. It was already becoming a nightmare to Clara as she couldn't believe with her eyes that all these things are happening around her, the pains stuck her heart which gave way to the streams of tears.She felt breathless as if they were no life in her, it was difficult to imagine these situations gathering round her mind. It took some deep moment to reflect on her life, she was completely lost when her father came into the hospital . Clara had worned out of asking any nurses who walked across her, but it seems repulsive. He had been waving but seems completely lost as if she is not in this world.'Clara,
CHAPTER TWELVEHer eyes were bright and her legs pressed forward in amazement. Isabella's breast flung out widely and bounced gently through the red loosed gown which obviously made her shoulder looked bare. The gown slightly held the breast but had clinged tightly to her large nipples. It was her usual of dressing and it suited her to appear in a lustful style. Most often, her father was always tempted when she slept on the cushion after late clubbing. She was often lying naked, breast not fully covered and her legs yanked almost in separate destination. He would always nag until he heard him in a fainting despair and swifty ran to wear a night gown that reached to her knees. The way people stared at her in the hospital seemed as if there was a terrifying feeling about her, which stalked their minds. Her dark shades excused her from the feeling that someone was staring at her and as she walked in her heel, her knees almost knocked. She strolled across people who sat on the chair an
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR'I felt so worried yesterday''What's wrong darling?He looked scarily into her eyes. They were still naked on the bed, but the blanket had covered a large portion of her body. Leo still looked at her, wondering if she was in a roundabout way talking about how he had sneaked into her room and had his way with her. He was calm and quiet, wondering where she was directing her worries to.'I followed Isabella yesterday''It remains a secret, I saw a man who clasped her hands into a corner''You followed me with your eyes''Yeah I just did, but didn't know what they did afterwards''Do you know who I saw''You know dear, I mean you worry much. It could have been an old school Friend'.'Really, I saw the man who tried to kill you that day:'Wait! You mean the guy that kidnapped you''Yes' 'Wait! What could she be doing with Isabella'Clara had come into recognition after she had exposed her sister. She was being over protective. She quickly diverted the topic and he wa
CHAPTER TWENTY THREEIt was evening and everywhere was cold. Isabella had dropped from a taxi and looked around widly. The environment seemed so serene, and she loved the smell from the gardens. It was a bursting rows of purple hibiscus and bougainvillea, and they appealed mostly to her. She had grown up admiring flowers in the way that her sister did. Their father had once worked as a Gardener before he ventured into ranching. They were lovers of flowers. She had wondered if this place was really the house of Jasmine. It seemed quite beautiful and peaceful. The modest houses where families found their peace but he stayed alone. She had delivered this thought to her mind, to make sense out of all she had said.She removed the paper from her bag which she had written the address. It was similar and her expression was awe. It didn't seem quite true to her because many things ran through her head. Isabella thought about how he could afford this luxurious house and the th
CHAPTER TWENTY TWOIsabella face flushed through the sun in anger as she stepped out the taxi. Her feet felt so light, but her mind bothered around so many scary thoughts. She walked forward a bit in a bid to mourn her father and a thousand eyes gazed at her in curiosity. She could feel the silence of the sorrowful environment; and the sad music that sank into her heart. Isabella was dressed in a dark gown that has red rose attached to her breast. Every great personality in the city was there, even family members, but she felt throughly abadnoned. Isabella knew they came all because of the affluence of Leo.She arrived since but all eyes still followed every footsteps she walked up to his grave and dropped the flowers. Leo still held strongly to Clara who rested on his chest. She watched her closely with a kind of eye, that were filled with tears emotions. She wasn't sure about her intentions and had left her to moan for a while. It was this that infuriated Isabella having glanced at
CHAPTER TWENTY ONELeo had come to his office early that morning to sign some documents. It frustrated him to remember those things that Clara had saw him do. Isabella was callous on the day that they lost their father by getting him into one of her dirty behavior. He got tempted to apologise to her, and she wouldn't have listened, so he wrote a letter and the letter felt cold as his heart because she had refused to read it. He saw his last chance frizzling in the air. He knew things were dangerous with the romantic affairs with the two sisters. He didn't want to get involved in it. They had actually gotten into the fracas after the incidence at the Sushi restaurant. He knew they were after her live because of him. Isabella would surely be after her that moment he slapped her. It all went in the mingling horror of seeing Clara over Leo. It was the least she could think about. She had made several attempts but Clara had always escaped. Perhaps, she was strong willed. She wasn't awar
CHAPTER TWENTYClara sat in an arm chair with her eyes closed and her legs clutched together at the top. She cursed herself for all the moment, he didn't see him continually holding her hands, or hugging with the remark 'you are a darling'. This sensual love ran through the family for a long while. She wanted stayed a bit longer with him, to make her errs in whatever she has done in the past. She titled her head to the door, and all she saw were void images, and slowly leaping her hands to their air, with the winds wailing and winding all around. Clara missed her father and now there was no one to occupy that hollow that he had left in her heart. She longed for him, her emotions are becoming hollow, deepened by her soulful cries. She looked forward to the moment he would see Leo and would embrace him till her tears had filled his shirt. It came so clear to her, that he had become her only companion. She had seen the letter earlier before Isabella realised and had kept it a secret. H
CHAPTER NiNETEENLeo fell back slowly in his chair and his heart was heavy in a way that sent shivers rushing round his body. He took off his glass and sat up straight, to wipe the tears, still in his eyes. He had paused his lips for that quiet moment as the sad news of Sir Alfonso's death ran through his mind. His tears were slow and steady as he sat up straight piercing the blank paper with a pen. The fans still whirled in the celling but he already hung his suit. He felt this internal heat inside him and his tears led way for the rest of his emotion. The office was quiet sill, and the only thing that echoed was the whirling of the fans. He just held his phone and brushed aside the office files that occupied his front to the other end. It was difficult to accept that Sir Alfonso is dead. He was like a father to him and expected that he would see the blissful union between he and Clara. He put a call to Clara who he felt would be heartbroken, he is too, and his eyes looked tired f
CHAPTER NINETEENNanny had left the kitchen, in her usual apron, smiling brightly as she has always done. The feeling of warmness cloned her as if they were something more attached to it. She was the chef of The Dante before Sir Dante made her pregnant. Initially, it was an agreement, and she yielded since it was intended to make the family smile. She had borne this secret for years and the pain of Sir Dante's wife calling Leo son. She had to adapt, but it was not easy either. Before she left, she had told Clara to help her make the cookies that remained. She smiled, with a feeling that she intends getting something inside. And as she walked pass the door to the gate, she saw someone at one corner peering through the house. She wasn't sure who he was and he had never seen him before. And as she walked slowly, he came out of his hideout and dropped a letter on the gate. The gate keeper was inside, and he could probably not see it until he opened the gate. He ran off quickly as she tr
CHAPTER SEVENTEENIsabella needed a gun, and her tongue thirsted for liquor and cigarette. Her lips ran dry. She walked to get it from her bag and removed it She unzipped her cardigan and her eyes whirled round her room looking for her gun and remembered that she was drunk yesterday. Isabella sat on the bed thinking about those pleasurable moments with Leo. There was some tears that stood in her eyes but never rolled down. These tears rolled down from her eyes whenever she remembered that Clara is around him. She walked up slowly and looked across the window, sunlight beamed on her face. Isabella saw two teenager, and admired them as they walked together in the lonely street holding thier hands warmly. Isabella had wished that it was she and Leo, and that would encircle perfectly. She still had to get her gun, she had left them on the chair after being drunk, maybe her father had took it. She hitted the tip of the cigarette and the smokes died slowly. As she glanced across
CHAPTER SIXTEENLeo headed down the stairs from his room, with the door gently opened. He didn't want to wake her up, and if he did, he would desire to do it in a romantic way. He felt the need to walk silently through the room, peering through every slight corner. Clara still layed covered with the blanket, curling her hand and feet together. The night swayed romantic events in his mind, as he continued to walk slowly, smiling in his pyjamas. Clara eventually made him into something he could look and admire. She loved him deeply in the same sence that he does, but she is always cautious.Yesterday, she leaped on him and her skin felt heavy on his breast. His lips were hesitant to run round her nipple and she laid helpless moaning and leaping gently in the pleasure. His wagging tongue had reached almost every part of her body till she became wet. They were hoping not to wake Nanny Divine and Sir Alfonso, as she kept moaning all night. It was her first sex with him, but she wasn't