2024-04-30 19:50:01Charles's - [P.O.V]
I could see darkness in his Glares. “Wait till I return, even your grave won't exist! And your wife Benita, She will be mine, a Heiress like her can never marry a riffrat like you! I promise you, you will regret this! You don't know what is coming!” He said as he dashed out of the room, obviously running from more beating, I expected his men next too. "Benita, tell me, Where is our daughter? Why are you in bed with Mr. Gilbert, I trusted you." I asked and she broke into bitter tears as she looked into my eyes. I could tell already I couldn't trust her. "I can't say... Please forgive me." She said to me as I looked at her. "Why can't you say?" I asked. "Benita!" I called with a kiss to her forehead as she held me back for a real kiss but I ignored such filth. "Where's my child?" I asked in-between the kiss and tears rolled off her eyes. "She's probably dead." She said with her fingers shaking, was she being forced into doing all she's already doing? Or is Benita playing mind Games here? "They fed my daughter to pigs?" I asked in my head... Was the information from my security friend indeed true... Why will he even lie to me on over such a serious allegation. No! I need to be nice to know what's Up. "I can't go into details Charles, but you need to leave here as fast as Possible, Mr. Gilbert is a dangerous person, my father is dead now and my stepmom is in charge, with what you have done to him, they will definitely take your life, save yourself Charles, our marriage is over..." She slurred but I held her hand in place as I looked into those whoring eyes. She was such a good Liar! "Benita… By the looks of things, I have a marriage to attend." I said to her as I dropped her, her wedding card with Mr. Gilbert Luison shocking her manipulative wicked thoughts, she forget she was a popular person in the state. "Wow, okay Fine!" She yelled in frustration seeing I knew so much. "Good, Now tell me why!? And where is my daughter?" I asked back in rage. "She's with Gilbert's Butler, but you're too late." She replied to me. “You're a slut! You should be ashamed to call yourself a Mother!” I fired. “Me!? A slut!” She replied with Larva. “You can't even save your child... I see that I now disgust you and that's a big joke compared to how many times I have let every man available have me in your absence!" She fired. “Where's my mother and Brother? Why aren't they here?” I asked her. “Oh you mean those poor wretched paupers of a family that leech on my family's wealth for food?... They have been dealt with and thrown out by my mother, but it seems you still think you have a right to speak here.” She bashed. My heart was hurt, realising I married a witch who was so selfish she ignored our love, our marriage, cheated and couldn't stand for our family in my absence to work to afford her all her needs. They threw my mother and brother out? "Since you don't want to run... I will break it down for You... I am nine months pregnant with Mr. Gilbert Luison Heir and you have just made my plans in getting my freedom, a success!" She added as Policemen instantly paraded themselves in the room. I smiled at her stupidity! “What's the meaning of this?” I asked. “You see, as a Heiress, I must ensure my future, My step mother would not hesitate to take your life now that you have hurt her inlaw, Mr. Gilbert, Take him to her!” She ordered as I turned to look at the Police who signalled to me before I allowed them to carry me like trash to a different chamber where the entire family members were. I couldn't help but feel broken inside. My daughter was sent away to be killed, my family thrown out and I am about to lose my Life. I had always being love blinded for my wife with nothing to offer to my family that really needed me all these while, I felt like a big Fool. “So you came back only to fatally beat up my daughter's future husband Mr. Gilbert and you think we don't have the right to kill you here and now, you lowly dog!” She curses with hate at me. “Please don't kill me, madam Moran.” I cried as her men who were my security friends pointed their guns at me, cracking it too at her command. "What are you waiting for, eliminate the bastard!" She orders her men but they reacted resistant. "Mother please wait, I would marry Luison mum, please just spare his life." Benita shouted in tears as she held her mother's legs in pain and That's when I noticed a secret Camera on Benita’s clothes. That woman was up to something else. "He is still my husband, I will divorce him and I will marry Luison." She dramatically cried as she held onto her mother's gown. "For real this time?" Her mum asked. "Yes." Benita added more drama. For some reason I still had faith in her, it felt like she had something planned. “I love my wife, I won't accept no divorce, not to talk of the privileges of food and money I get here." I pleaded back as Benita gave me a shocked look that I probably dared to still want to be here. She wanted me to disappear. "I knew it! My husband brought a poor leech into our family, he cursed us before his death using this shameless beggar!" Madam Moran growled at the family, taking a step towards me like a witch. "You want me to let you stay so that you can spoil business ties with the Luisons, they're so rich they can kill you and re-clone you to be a dummy!" She said to me as she held onto my lips like a jaguar. "Nah No..." I replied to her back. "I will make you disappear!" She said with her eyes digging into my poor soul before she slams her wine bottle over my head in her ruthlessness.
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Pulling her dress upward, he sucked on her navel. “Oh Brian, I love that,” she whispered, wriggled on the floor like an earthworm and started breathing hard when he pulled her skirt to her ankles and saw she had no lingerie; her wet well shaven vagina was already calling on him. “Oh Brian what are you waiting for? Do what you know best,” she moaned with her eyes shut, mouth opened and hands fondling her breasts. Brian looked at the camera he mounted at the wardrobe and it was well positioned to film them as they were about to have sex. He smiled, and unzipped his trousers. Another sex tape was about to be released.Flashback:“And all these happen for your sake. Grandma was hospitalized because I pulled a trick you wanted, what about Mr. Biscuit; he died because I sheltered you from the rain when your car broke down.”“You forgot the part of you drugging my drink just to sleep with me. What haven’t you done?”She raised her voice amid flaming stares. “I did not drug your drink. Yo
Chapter 181
Brian and Sia drove quietly, barely stealing a glance at each other and keeping a stern look; no one wanted to say a word to the other. When Brian became bored he turned on the CD player in his Chevrolet and a soft sonorous voice of Blues dominated their midst, as they sped across the chilly tar road of California. Sia watched as Brian pulled over a boutique. Once he turned off the CD player, Sia inquired, “Where are you taking me to?” Brian rolled his eyes at her, “What does it look like?” he turned his gaze away from her, seeing that she wasn’t interested in eye contact. "I want to gift you a shopping spree,” He mumbled and caught her gaze when she finally looked at him, her eyes full of surprises. “I don’t expect that now. I thought you were driving me home,” she said softly. Brian forced a smile and breathed hard, “you had better wear your seat belt because I am about driving you crazy. I just want you to know I made enough money from my drugs. I can’t spend it a
Chapter 180
Sia was well seated at the police station opposite detective Ben and an illuminating lantern shone across their faces as she was interrogated. She had been lying about the call she put to the police and she just had to keep lying otherwise Brian would be implicated.Earlier she was highly infuriated to put an end to all about Brian; she was hell-bent on snitching on Brian with the police over his notorious cocaine peddling. Inwardly she had come to the end of the tunnel with Brian and the best way she chose to do away with Brian was snitching on him. She had picked up her phone, stared sternly at the 911 she just dialed, and when a voice picked it on the other end, she declined the call. She struggled within herself to keep her trembling hand to a firm hold. Her hand suddenly started shaking as one suffering from Parkinson’s disease. Her heart had increased its pressure and speed; it was not fear neither was it timidity; it was a greater force than obses
Chapter 179
Three police cars screeched into the compound of Mr. and Mrs. Coleman and a band of armed police men led by inspector Ben dashed out from the cars and advanced to the door. His officer stood at alert, eyes darting here and there around the neighborhood, with their rifles handy and ready to take a shot if need be. Mr. and Mrs. Coleman were having breakfast at the time. At the resounding cry of the siren their breakfast was interrupted as they paused thoughtfully to know where the siren was blaring. In few seconds the door bell went in ding-dong. They stared at each other, as quietness hung over them. With their raised brow, they questioned the siren that kept blaring outside of their house. They had not expected police or emergency unit to come close to their neighborhood except something tragic had happened in their neighborhood. The doorbell rang again and their faces were much scowled now, convinced that it was coming from their flat. “That is coming from our door,” Mrs. Co
Chapter 178
Brian gave Mr. Biscuit a befitting burial. Beside its grave he built a monument which he specially dedicated to Mr. Biscuit. Grandma didn’t honor the burial and he knew she wasn’t going to pay her last respect to a charismatic pet that served her more than most of her laborers- the wrath of losing Mr. Biscuit still hung in her heart, and Brian would have to earn grandma’s forgiveness before the center between them could hold.Other laborers who honored the last respect to Mr. Biscuit had dispersed to their duties, leaving only Sia and Brian standing at the grave; which had; MR BISCUIT 2020-20222, eligibly written across the monument with titillating pictures of the pet and flowers littered all over.“We are going to miss it so much,” Sia said mildly, standing beside Brain who was still all tears. She looked at his sober face and wondered if he was actually pained for the death of Mr. Biscuit or guilt of being responsible for the death; She had overheard grandma nag
Chapter 177
Ken had been in a hot bickering with Mrs. Fanny over her decision to divorce her husband. In as much as he wanted her the guilt of not saving Mr. Fanny from jail wouldn’t allow him encourage her intention. He was of the opinion of giving Mr. Fanny a second chance to love her, also to stand by him in this trying moment- as he serves his jail term. But Mrs. Fanny had barked at ken.“You are saying trash,” she had told ken, “Tell me how I am going to spend the rest of my life with a man I can’t trust?”“We are all humans. You have your flaws too,” Ken had replied. .“My flaws wouldn’t lie and make you feel comfortable only for you to hear the truth in a court of law,” she had gone crimson as her face folded in anger, “My flaws wouldn’t tell you I have got a job at a grocery store meanwhile I am a cocaine king pin.”Ken interrupted, “Oh come on the days of a man are full of ups and downs. Whatever he did in New York; whatever
Chapter 176
Grandma, Sia and a few laborers were all tears when Brian drove into the compound and rushed into the ball room. He scarcely could ask anyone what the problem was because everyone was sober and all tears. He stood gaping, confused about his next line of action. Thought of Mr. Biscuit struck in his head and he made to its room, combing around for it.“Mr. Biscuit! Mr. Biscuit!” he chanted as he left its room to search in his room. The moment he opened the door, on the floor was a figure covered with a sheet. His hands convulsed massively as he squatted to unveil the figure. And when he did the lifeless body of Mr. Biscuit flashed before his eyes. The pet died the moment it stopped falling early hours in the morning. Brian stroked its fluffy hairs and felt how cold they were now. The smart dog had died with its pink tongue stuck out; it lay helplessly on the floor with all its limbs falling to the left side and a lump of blood had caked under its
Chapter 175
The chirping of birds and twilight at dawn were much in the chilly morning of the next day. A buzzing call came on Brian’s phone and he flinched from sleep as one that woke from dream, rubbed his eyes and gazed around himself to see he was naked under the duvet “Oh my God!” he exclaimed as he peered under the duvet to behold his penis lying between his testis. “What the hell happened to me?” he cried, shutting his eyes from beholding yet further. He stared at his side and saw his jeans, T-shirt, sneakers, boxers, a female lingerie and bra lying on the floor carelessly and his heart skipped as one falling from the mountain top.” What did I do? Oh my world. What did I do? Oh my world! No, no, no, Brian,” he cried, punching into the foam and his eyes rolled in search of Meyer. Another buzzing call came on his phone and he reached to it, and saw that grandma had been calling since the previous night. “Oh, damn!” he cried, “What came over me?” He shook his head and crawled out of the
Chapter 174
Brian was well seated in the sofa, calm, and collected within himself as he waited for Meyer to fetch him some hot coffee. He had wanted them to meet at a cafe but upon her request he had visited her home.She occupied a spacious two bedroom detached bungalow with double bath, a garden, and a mini pool at the back. The house was simply decorated with sizeable frames of family pictures scattered across the wall. In all of the frames Brian had identified Meyer; she still had her oval face with skinny figure. He perceived she still lived with her parents; although he had been curious to know if actually she owned the house.Brian stared at the clock on the wall and saw that the coffee she went to fetch had lingered , not until he heard a shrieking noise of oil over the fire and Meyer standing at the door putting on a sizeable apron that he knew she was preparing lunch.“I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I want you to have a taste of my food,” s
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