Charity used her handkerchief to carefully remove the drops of ice cream on Rachel's cleavage."I am so clumsy, and you are so kind" she swallowed her shame to say.Charity giggled and observed how smooth Rachel's skin was. It didn't have stretch marks or spots. Rachel's breasts were large and full. Every attempt she put together to clean off a drop of ice cream made it to bounce."Your husband......" she enunciated"Ugh!!.... What about my husband?""I want to know.. Did you confront him or....." charity replied with a low voice.Confront?.... No..I let it slide,in as much as I hate Clarke's guts and audacity......he is still my husband..and it's my duty as a wife to protect him”Charity tilts her head quizzically with one eyebrow raised higher than the other.She places her hand on her chin and gazed intently at Rachel in bewilderment. “ .....for better,for worse was part of my vow so I would just let it pass since I'm sure he wouldn't do it again”Rachel dips her ice cream sp
CHAPTER 10 Rachel squatted immediately so Clarke wouldn't see her. She had no reason to do that but her curiosity got the best of her.While her husband entered the coffee shop through the left entrance she walked out through the right door.She stood outside, peeping... She was so anxious to know what her husband was doing there at that particular point in time."Can you give me a cup of coffee?” Clarke dragged his voice. He was so tired that he couldn't even stand up and wait. He sat immediately."Is he working out!" she observed how his shirt was tight and his muscles were visible to the public.In no distant time, her phone rang. she looked around as people passed by. She felt so embarrassed and she hoped nobody video-tapped her, spying on her husband.River hill estate belonged to the rich, 90% of people who had residences were the most prominent in the society. The other 10% comprised employees. They were the ones she was scared of.She picked up the call and spoke out "hello?"
ONE FOR ALL"Looks like the devil dragged her to hell, himself" "what do you mean the devil, somebody died and you are making fun of it" Clarke scolded Rachel."hey..., look at it this way" she comes closer to him and waves her hand in the air."What?""Karma!""Have a heart honey, Rachel!” He yelled back " God rest her soul but I think she deserved it. Baby!!!!! She was stalking you, nobody knows who she truly is. What if she is a serial killer""she was just obsessed, she was simply a fan and you are so messed up for finding delight in someone's death......you know what?......" he paused "huh?" Rachel raised her eyebrows hoping he doesn't get angrier at her actions.She starts to regret and she wishes she acted differently. If only she could go back to the time she was in the kitchen." I think, I need to take a walk""babyyyyyy""I am not mad at you, I have been going through a lot. I need some air and space to think. I hope someone won't monitor me this time" he replied sarcast
HELL?Immediately, Clarke's phone rings, and he picks it up hastily. He slowly walked away from the TV to avoid noise interruption, and Rachel followed him closely like the call was meant for both of them."Morning, sir," a feminine voice greeted, and it caused Rachel to strain her ears."Yes, Stacy, is something wrong?""Stacy? Who's Stacy? "Do I have to kill another person?" She thought.Clarke noticed Rachel's sudden interest and angrily put the call on speakerphone. The way her husband reacted made Rachel realize there was no cause for worry."Uhm, sorry to call you, but the police officers are here again," she replied."I'll be there shortly."He hung up and rushed to get ready for work.Rachel stared at him for a while, deciding whether to ask why the police had been there before, like she didn't know, or to act like she didn't care.She feared Georgia had been found."Why were the police in your office before?" "And why am I just finding out?" She asked, pretending to be surpr
MY BABY “Mrs Ford how are you feeling at the moment?”The doctor in her white coat with a stethoscope seated professionally in the breast pocket of the coat asked while adjusting the infusion tube. “I feel a slight headache and sharp pains on my abdomen”.Rachel squeezes her face and writhes in pain as she struggles to sit up.The doctor maintains a soft gaze at Rachel then holds her hand softly. “ How long have you tried for a baby?”.Rachel was taken aback by the question and her body movement siezed momentarily. “what was she driving at?” Rachel thought to herself. “ We've not really tried for a baby yet” “But you and your husband are sexually active...right?”. “ yes....we are".Rachel stared perplexed at the doctor....her eyes wide open and ears standing high to whatever bombshell is about to be thrown. “Since you got pregnant, what other....” “ Excuse me??.... PREGNANT??”.Panic started to engulf her,she felt a wave of fear rush t
EUPHORIARachel attempted to stand up when she saw the paramedics pass her hospital room with charity."Can my day get any worse...I am so tired" she murmurs.A slight pain, like a pinch at the palmar side of her hand, prevented her from moving. Her attention was instantly shifted from charity to the short plastic tube inserted into her vein."Oh, I am on a Drip... When did all these happen" she thought.Clarke arrived at her hospital room, unperturbed, confident, and full of exhilaration."why are you so....."Clarke cuts in " turns out Georgia's family insisted that they bury their daughter properly and they also refused autopsy ""Huh?""Yes!......" he exclaims with a lot of excitement."WHY......" Rachel asked in a low tone. She could also feel the joy Clarke was feeling but she tried her best to behave like she didn't care." According to Grace...." "Wait... Who is Grace?" Rachel interrupts with a sudden question."Grace is Georgia's sister" Clarke said and paced around the roo
Chapter 15World of pain.Rachel raced to Clarke and snatched the bags away quickly dashing to their large glass dining table as he slowly followed behind."What did you get?" Rachel asked as she tore the nylon bags hungrily.Clarke quietly sat down and waited for her to find out herself."French fries, burgers" she called out as the carefully brought them out and placed them on the table including a tall paper cup with orange juice in it."I hope it's delicious" she beamed like it was the first she was eating that week. Clarke didn't expect this sudden peppy mood just because of food but he just grabbed his share and soon they began to eat."Wait" he stated with a puzzled expression on his face."What's wrong my love?" Rachel asked, her mouth filled up which made her barely audible."Models aren't supposed to have fast food, how did I forget that" he gave her the saddest look ever.Rachel chewed and swallowed hard, taking several sips of her orange juice before replying."I'm alread
CHAPTER 16SEXUAL FANTASIES The light of dawn seeped into the room through the slightly open curtains.Clarke was woken by the ding sound from his phone.He stood up from bed very thrilled to see whatever text it was.....it was as though he had expected the text at that time of the morning.In his attempt to leave the bed and leave his sleeping beauty who was sleeping pretty, he shook her and she turned.Before he could take three steps she was wide awake.Rachel was a very light sleeper, she could hear pins drop in the room while in her sleep. “Good morning honey”He greeted me almost immediately. “I would be going to see Charity at the hospital this morning and I might be coming home late today so you don't have to wait for me”.She said while rubbing the sleep off her eyes.Rachel stands up from the bed, slips her feet into her flip flop, she arranges the belt to her sleeping robe then proceeds towards Clarke.She opens the curtains widely and the sun poured into the room. “Ooh.
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