CHAPTER 34 Maybe she was taking extra steps or was she just overreacting on this situation?She had dived too deep into the marriage that divorce felt a bit uneccesary to her......But was it though?. “I am enjoying no benefits in this union and I choose to sabotage it” Rachel added while staring at the lawyer keenly. “I believe this is not yet another outburst of epiphany on your side and you've thought this process through.....Mrs Rachel”The office she sat in exuded a sense of knowledge and power,with the walls lined with law books and legal documents.She was awed with her mouth flung open at the minimalistic artwork,reflecting the serious nature of the practice.She may have not noticed the amount of sophistication the office held until then. “Mrs Rachel!!!”The lawyers stentorian voice blared in the room bringing her back to reality. “If you may need a marriage counselor before you go through with this divorce,I could direct
Chapter 35BulletproofHe tenderly kissed her thighs with passion, momentarily stealing her breath away. Rachel's heart raced in an uncontrollable frenzy as if time had suddenly hastened.She delicately leaned against the plastic chair, paying no mind to the possibility of it breaking beneath her weight. Raising her gaze, she found herself fixated on the medium-sized chandelier hanging above her head.Her thoughts wandered to his office door. Was it securely locked? What would happen if he were caught engaging in such intimate acts with his client? Could he risk losing his position at the firm?Rachel's mind became saturated with swirling thoughts, intrusive and overwhelming. Despite the inner turmoil, her desire immobilized her, rendering her speechless and motionless as she chose to dismiss the cacophony in her head. He continued to rain kisses on her thighs, giving her a slightly painful bite at intervals.Her legs were wide open. The lawyer got closer to her clits, beautifully c
Rachel couldn't resist the urge of looking through her window every minute, while She sat on her bed patiently, waiting for her husband to come back home to her. It was just a few hours before her birthday and her palms were already sweaty, so many messages and posts from her multiple internet fans.She couldn't stop stamping her left foot and rubbing her thighs together, It was very evident that they were more excited than she was concerning her birthday.She didn't hear the sound of her husband's car entering the garage or the sound of his footsteps when he came into their house.In a short while, Clarke walked into her room quietly. When she saw him, a shiver ran through her body. The smile she wore initially turned into a funny grimace."honey, you look tired," she said He came closer without saying a word. His silence poked holes into her elastic heart and she was mute too.He grazed her skin with his fingers, from her lips down to her chest slowly. He touched her breast ge
A KNIFE THROUGH THE HEART.Clarke adjusted his neatly knotted tie situated elegantly on his neck.He had put the tie in a half Windsor knot style which was best fitting his Italian-tailored suit earlier that morning.He pressed the button to the elevator and the doors separated alluring with a ding.He briskly walks into the elevator with no other thoughts than the astounding text he had received earlier.The elevator doors were impeded from closing by a light-skinned hand, the milky nature of the wrist was illuminating.Their hands were withdrawn when the elevator opened again. “Are you leaving without me.....sir?” the voice said coquettishly.Clarke appeared very uncomfortable as he kept on adjusting his tie and avoiding eye contact with an elegantly looking lady standing beside him. “How did you get pregnant?” Clarke asked firmly while glaring defiantly at the lady. “oh cut it off CLARKE!, that's a question I don't expect from a man that makes love to me t
WHAT IS A MAN'S WEAKNESS?Charity sat in silence and stared keenly as though she had seen a ghost and is being possessed. “....of all people to fuck.....MR CLARKE FORD, MY GOD-DAMN HUSBAND chose his fucking secretary. A shallow-looking lady I employed for him, a woman I gave him to make his job at the office go smoothly...”Rachel rearranges the pillow behind her yet it wasn't comfortable enough so she angrily drags it to her front and places her hands calmly on it. “He decided to explore sexually with this shrewd lady and get her pregnant...I mean THERE IS A FUCKING WOMAN OUT THERE THAT IS CARRYING MY HUSBAND'S CHILD"Rachel breaks down in hot tears. “All I've ever done was love him...I have only ever loved him...I have...”Rachel couldn't catch her breath, everything felt like a knife through her heart.Charity kept on patting her back to console her.Rachel had bathed Charity in saliva, tears, and catarrh but that was the least of their worries. “ I just
MELANCHOLY "Do you think you're strong enough to go home my love?" Racheal's heart quivered at the sound of the last part."Yes," she replied while staring at the wall. She tried her best to deal with the change of tone in her voice coming from the tears she was fighting back.The doctor came to run final checkups and prescribe one or two drugs and medication and in no time and they were ready to go.She stood up carefully, vehemently avoiding eye contact with the man she used to believe loved her."Do you want me to carry you?" He asked and the nurse from earlier giggled a little before letting out an "aww". Racheal shot her watery eyes at her like she was about to pull her hair out regardless of how the nurse was so innocent and nice to her.In less than ten minutes they were home, he held her hands as he led me her the stairs, Rachel couldn't fathom how the hands that used to warm her heart every time now felt as cold as death."Do you need anything?" He smiled."No" Rachel ma
MY DESCENT INTO MADNESS Rachel's drive back to her home was a quiet and short one. She blanked out several times but it still didn't cause her any damage and she didn't receive any insults from pedestrians even though her driving was a little bit reckless and amateurish. When she arrived, she couldn't open the garage due to fatigue and a gnawing urge to lie on a bed immediately. She kept thinking about how rough her day was and how the over-enthusiastic throng almost took her life. At this point, she had this persistent feeling to disappear. Something related to oblivion, something related to nothingness. It was seldom for her to pack her car outside the garage for its safety but she did it anyway. When she entered her house, all she could perceive was a pungent aroma that tickled her nose. Her sitting room reeked of a suffocating cheap perfume. Rachel's senses were intensified and she touched fear. She noticed the way her husband's clothes were littered on the floor of he
WHITE ROSES Georgia knew something was wrong..“Rachel has never visited me" she thought.Rachel slowly stands from where she was sitted, she walks towards Georgia with a slow stride. “you know, your audacity is comedic....it's funny how you call me by my husband's name and yet you sleep with him”Georgia's eyes paired wide in terror..her fear seemed to have risen behind her eyes.Georgia was paralyzed at that spot,the menacing aura holding her in a tightening grip.She took a few steps backwards,her heart pounding in her ears....she tried to scream but the fright had sucked the very breath from her mouth. “ooh Mrs Ford....you know I'm not even your husband's type of woman....Mr Ford loves classy and smart women and you are everything he......” “...but he seems to adore cheap pussy more....you don't look like a classy lady to me but he enjoys being in you more....or doesn't he???”.Georgia's heart had sunken in the pool of fear.....the question sounded threateni
Chapter 35BulletproofHe tenderly kissed her thighs with passion, momentarily stealing her breath away. Rachel's heart raced in an uncontrollable frenzy as if time had suddenly hastened.She delicately leaned against the plastic chair, paying no mind to the possibility of it breaking beneath her weight. Raising her gaze, she found herself fixated on the medium-sized chandelier hanging above her head.Her thoughts wandered to his office door. Was it securely locked? What would happen if he were caught engaging in such intimate acts with his client? Could he risk losing his position at the firm?Rachel's mind became saturated with swirling thoughts, intrusive and overwhelming. Despite the inner turmoil, her desire immobilized her, rendering her speechless and motionless as she chose to dismiss the cacophony in her head. He continued to rain kisses on her thighs, giving her a slightly painful bite at intervals.Her legs were wide open. The lawyer got closer to her clits, beautifully c
CHAPTER 34 Maybe she was taking extra steps or was she just overreacting on this situation?She had dived too deep into the marriage that divorce felt a bit uneccesary to her......But was it though?. “I am enjoying no benefits in this union and I choose to sabotage it” Rachel added while staring at the lawyer keenly. “I believe this is not yet another outburst of epiphany on your side and you've thought this process through.....Mrs Rachel”The office she sat in exuded a sense of knowledge and power,with the walls lined with law books and legal documents.She was awed with her mouth flung open at the minimalistic artwork,reflecting the serious nature of the practice.She may have not noticed the amount of sophistication the office held until then. “Mrs Rachel!!!”The lawyers stentorian voice blared in the room bringing her back to reality. “If you may need a marriage counselor before you go through with this divorce,I could direct
CHAPTER 33 Freckles Derek stood motionless as he scrolled through his playlist for the perfect song to play. He had almost nothing on except a pair of tight designer briefs, the kind where the elastic waistband is all that covered your rear. His chest was patterned with crisscrossing tan lines from high school football workouts, each one a reminder of his commitment to discipline and excellence. The track finished loading, and soft music began to emanate from his speakers. "What do I do for love?" Derek sang along in a smooth voice that would have melted any heart within a half-mile radius. There was nothing to do for love but he sang along anyway. All these were done to take his mind off the fact that he had finally left Clarke for good.He could not still sit well with the fact that they wouldn't be sleeping together anymore. Anything to his single mom, charity."Oh," he belted out in mock despair, "don't know what to do." Everything he did seemed like too little. His apartm
CHAPTER 32Eyes wide open,followed by an ear- piercing scream filled with terror rang out in the room.Rachel sat up on the bed covered in cold sweat,shaking,heart pounding,looking around the room suspicious and paranoid that the horror may have followed her here.Clarke sprang up from the bed to his disturbed wife. “Baby....what happened??!!”He was panting as though he had a similar nightmare. “Pinch me”Rachel ordered sternly.Clarke pinches her,pain waves diffuses into her body as though a bolt of lightening had struck her from head to toe. She heaves a sigh of relief as it was confirmed she was back to reality. “Where the fuck did you go last night??” she asked,eyes wide,ever ready to pluck his eyeballs out. “Babe....you haven't explained this sudden jolt out of bed ...you scared me”Clarke sounded with so much concern.He ran his hand through her hair and smeared the little droplet of tears off her face. “Baby you can always tal
CHAPTER 31Hormones Rachel gasped, her eyes wide with shock as she slowly spun in place. She stumbled like a drunken sailor around her parlor, arms flailing wildly as if searching for something that wasn't there. "But it was just a dream," she whimpered, bringing her shaking fingers up to pinch her skin. Pain surged through her body and proving the nightmare was real. The sound of commercials blaring from the TV seemed distant and insignificant compared to the thumping of Rachel's heart and the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. A heavy weight hung around her neck, pressing against her collarbone with an unnatural strength. She didn't know if it was fear or reality choking the life out of her, but it grew more oppressive by the second. She could not resist the impulse to touch this object.Mustering all her courage, Rachel reached up to feel a smooth metal chain she never wore before. It felt both strange and familiar on her skin. She bent and gazed keenly. It was si
CHAPTER 30Rachel slumps woodenly on the couch breathing profusely like she has just run a mile. “ooh Lord...”She claps her hand in a prayer position and bows her head. “Dorothea Puente....Joanna Dennehy and their likes did worse than I did and they didn't suffer this guilt.....please take my guilt away”.The dark and intense scent that evokes facets of saffron was not perceived in the room,Clarke's absence was definitely smelled.She draws out her phone from her purse,and checks the time. “Its none of my business.....he is a grown man anyways”She shrugs her shoulders and proceeds to her room.Meanwhile,Clarke perched anxiously on the large stools in the bar,sipping slowly his cold beer. “......you are waiting for Derek,I presume?”The fine, luxurious looking bartender asked as he passed another glass of beer to Clarke. “I haven't seen him in a long time and he isn't really picking my calls or replying my text.....I'm so scar
CHAPTER 29I'M OKAYThe wind blew gently against Rachel's face as she drove around, tears streaming down her cheeks. She couldn't believe what had just happened back at the Cathedral. All she wanted was to confess her sins and seek solace, but instead, she got more than she bargained for. As she drove aimlessly around the city, she couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and shame that had engulfed her. She had always been a good girl, a devout Catholic when she was younger, and now, she felt like she had failed herself and her faith. She drove on for what seemed like hours until she reached a secluded spot by the riverbank. Without hesitation, she pulled over, got out of her car, and sat down on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. "Are you okay, miss?" Rachel turned around and saw a man standing there. He was tall, fair, and handsome, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her. It was Derek.When she finally recognized h
CHAPTER 28As it was every morning,the birds chirping,the bustling noise of humans strutting along the street to thier daily work.Rachel was cradling a pillow to her chest as she stirred with discomfort in her sleep.The sun was beaming through the open blinds and she groans when the beams of sunlight hit her face. “Ugh!!...another wonderful day to be alive”she projected sarcastically.She sits still on the bed,yawning audibly and rubbing the leftover sleep off her eyes.Rachel tugs on the duvet and it didn't budge,she turns towards her right and her fine husband laid peacefully on the duvet extremely far from reality.Anger curled unstoppable in her guts,like a blazing furnace that wanted to burn her from the inside out.She gave her adorable husband a piercing gaze as she clinched her jaw firmly as though about to crush her teeth. “Fucking lunatic”she yelled inside of her as she tugged harder at the duvet.The duvet unwraps itself from Clarke and his majesty woke to a st
CHAPTER 27THE PRIEST "I need someone to talk to, I don't trust therapy""Like I said you have come to the right place, follow me"They both walked towards the altar and it was when Rachel had gone closer that she realized that they were several doors for several priests in the church but he was in the middle.He held the doorknob tightly and opened the door, almost twisting his wrist.She followed him into his room like his disciple. "Close the door" he ordered while taking off his coat.She did as he said immediately."Young lady, what is your name?""Rachel" she replied, moving her eyeballs in an anti-clockwise direction, observing the room to see what she can use as a weapon in case he tries to do something unusual."Okay, Rachel can you please sit down?""thank you" Rachel gently sat on the black plastic chair opposite his table and chair." you mentioned earlier that you don't trust therapy""yes""why is that" "Therapy isn't safe and they would only advice you because they