Roseline Shaman burst through the living room doors of her parent's house. She halted in the middle and screamed, “ dad, mum.”The elder Shamans descended the stairs in a hurry. Angela Shaman tripped in a haste to reach her beloved daughter. Her husband caught her in time, they reached the living in a minute and surrounded their daughter.Angela hugged her, Caesar Shaman patted her back. “ What's wrong baby, tell daddy.” “ Dad l'm done for, my heart is in tatters. Max is married.” “ What?.” Roseline 's parents said in unison.“ Tonight l swung by the restaurant and found Martha there. She told me Max had just left with his wife. He got married this morning, mum l'm dying inside.” Caesar Shaman loved his daughter with all his heart, anything that threatened her happiness he crushed. He had connections in the Mafia, he used those connections as much as he could, to thwart his opponents.Pity Max was out of question, he was his future son in law otherwise he would squash him. He whip
Nora's POV Max left me alone following the botched lovemaking. We existed as housemates, we breakfasted and lunched together but hardly communicated. He fulfilled his promise to my granny, her surgery happened one week after our union. One month after the surgery my grandmother was on the road to recovery, she gradually put on the much needed weight. Max bought me a car, hired a live-in house help. My husband was an enigma to me. He was moody, downright cruel, arrogant, trampled on people's feelings without care but a giver on the other side. His generosity astounded me, l witnessed as he built a house for a handicapped child who lived on the streets. He failed to mention it to me, l saw it on the news like everyone else. Exactly a month after my marriage, l woke up to good news. The results were out, l was at the top of my class. I drove to my granny's house, found her on the porch, knitting booties. I hugged her, kissed her all over her beloved face. The wrinkles were fewer, sh
Nora's POV I sat on the living room floor, my back against the couch, earphones in my ears, eyes closed. Majority of my peers listened to hip hop and reggae. l preferred soul music, it soothed my spirit. Hands removed my earphones, a face appeared in my sight. “Come, let's go to my home office.”Max helped me to my feet. I followed him into his office. My wondering eyes saw a family portrait on the wall, “ who are the others, l recognise Mrs Ratliff, Martha and you.” Max came and stood behind me, his cologne swirled around me, “ the silver fox is my father, on the chairs are my grandfather and grandmother.” “ Do you have to always look fierce? You are scowling in the photo.”Max massaged my shoulders, when did he develop the need to touch me? But deep down l liked it, it was better than our usual cold treatment that we subjected our lives to.I turned and peered at him, “ so, what is it?.” Instead of answering he caressed my cheek, his eyes intent on my face. “ From now on keep a
Max's POVI closed the door, zoomed in on my wife. She back walked to the bed until the back of her knees hit the bed, her eyes watching me wearily. As her butt met the bed, l was upon her. I braced my fisted hands on both sides of her hips and crowded her. Her fragrant breath teased my senses, l breathed into her face. “ What's with the look? Can't l come to my wife’s bedroom to say goodnight?.” She blinked and flattered her lashes, “ we already said goodnight at the door.” “ True, but what if l wanted more, would you give it to me?.”She scooted towards the middle of the bed, her chest heaving. I followed her and pinned her down. “ Give you what?.” She whispered, her wide eyes resembled a trapped mongoose.I pecked her nose, “ come on darling, you know what l mean.”Her gaze turned into a glare, “ if you mean s.x forget it. I still have a big butt, it has not shrunk.”Dammit, my words came to bite me in the ass. I got down from the bed, hauled her off the bed, sat down and tugged
Nora's POV My body hurt, my head hurt, everything hurt. I focused my bleary eyes on the bright ceiling, l recognised it as the hospital ceiling. Last night I went to bed with a slight fever and a bad headache. The rest was a blur. “ Hello Mrs Ratliff, how are you feeling?.”I swivelled my head in the voice's direction. Dr Ralph and Dr Selborne smiled down at me. I gave them a weak smile. At least the attending Drs were my acquaintances. Dr Ralph was Max's best friend since childhood. He, Max and The Falcon owner, Shad Rolan were as thick as thieves. Dr Selborne was my secret crush from the moment I laid my orbs on him, not only me, most of the female medical students fancied him. The day Max and l clashed, l thought he looked familiar, now l realised he and Dr Selborne resembled each other in structure and weight. Viewed from behind, they were identical. My new name from my future colleagues' mouth sounded strange. I grimaced. "I feel terrible, l ache everywhere.”My voice sounded
Max's POV Tuesday morning my eyes opened to a beautiful sight. Nora Ratliff sprawled on my bed, her lips slightly ajar, snoring gently. Her complexion was back to normal. No woman slept overnight at my house, after i bang you, vamoose afterwards. That's one of the reasons i got pissed when my mum shoved Nora down my throat. l cherished my freedom and enjoyed rolling around my bed alone, but this morning showed me what l missed in the past years.I rested on my elbow, my face in my right palm and studied her features at leisure. Her eyes suddenly flew apart, l twitched like a startled rabbit. “ Is it your habit to spy on people as they sleep sir?.” I caressed her cheek, “ you wake up already fighting? Habit? Who else apart from you has graced my bed? You look better.” She shrugged her shoulders and yawned. “ l feel better, thank you for your care, l appreciate it. Who knows who you rolled on the sheets with? Bachelors have bad manners.”I pecked her lips and vacated the bed, “ spea
Angela Shaman paced up and down in her living room, a wine glass in her hand. The moment Caesar showed up at the living room door, she tore into him."Am I the only one who gets the seriousness of the matter at hand? Caesar stop dragging your feet, l want to see action not promises.” Caesar quickly walked to the couch, sat down and patted the seat, “ calm down, come.”Angela frowned, her venomous eyes red, her face scrunched, drunk as a sailor. She walked to the coffee table, placed the glass gingerly on the table, and sat beside her husband. Caesar placed her hand on his thigh and caressed it."Look honey, the girl is a problem in our daughter's life but to kill her? No. Martha’s plan is brilliant, let's go with that.” Angela snatched her hand away, glared at him. “ Caesar, l know you as a decisive man, what changed? Maxwell is married already, he is not going to roll over and give up his beautiful wife, you know him. Pat has his hands full with his son, he can't control him. The gi
Nora's POV The day before my graduation Cathy and l hit the shops. Max gifted me a limitless card, instructed me to clean the shops if l wished to and we almost did. I bought Cathy whatever caught her eye. The girl took me under her wing when l was an underdog in high school. Back in my high school days l was the odd one out. I got a scholarship to rich men's children school. My granny could only afford the school uniform, l got the shoes from a second hand shop and they showed. On my second week at school l realised i was a lone wolf, nobody attempted to befriend me. One day as i sat on a school bench, a group of girls from my class came and clustered before me. They pretended not to notice my presence. After sometime a tall, big girl approached me and started a conversation, the girl was Cathy.We became friends from that day and still remain friends even today. She fought my battles throughout high school and shouldered my financial strain on countless occasions. Her family’ s fo