Oliver’s - [P.O.V]
She placed the knife to my neck.Tears slid from her eyes as she looked at me, so bitter that I existed in her life.My eyes watered back in return.Aunt Maltina was dying.And here I am, almost killed too."Ciara." I called her name."What's the matter... Get out of my life already!" She shouts in tears and I stared back at her feeling even more bad.I turned, acting as though I wanted to leave before I turned, kicking the knife out of her hand.I wish I could tell her the truth."Ciara... Did I do something wrong?" I asked her."You have a few minutes to leave my sight, and No... Of Course you didn't!" She ironically said in an angry tone before she grabbed a cup of wine while looking at me in rage"I don't understand babe." I said coming closer to her but she hit my hand off and I stood surprised."Don't fucking call me your baby!" She yells."Why?" I was confused."You want to use me to get money from the family right?" She said looking at her body."I feel strange." She adds choking."That drink... So... Your goal was to get me drunk and then rape me right?" She looked at me."Ciara... I didn't bring the alcohol... You did... And you and we had. Decent." I said in my defence but then she gets up."You wanted to take advantage of my Virginity Oliver... Do you know how priceless that was to me?" She asked, upset as she stood in my front looking straight into my eyes."But Ciara... Aren't you my wife?" I asked her only for her to land me a slap over my face."So that is why you came here... No wonder you get satisfaction staying... From today henceforth... You're not allowed to talk to me again!" She said, looking at me."But Ciara..." I said before she interrupted me."I don't want to hear anything you have to say... There I was lying... to myself that I was never going to be yours... But here I am... Used." She said to me before laughing like a maniac."Ciara!" I said to her and she turned to look at me."Don't talk to me." She says to me as she heads into the toilet and refreshes herself.I got into the huge toilet as well, refreshing myself too before I got out waiting for her to come out.I needed to talk to her the soonest.As soon as she got out... I spoke."Cora we need to talk?" I said to her."I thought we just finished establishing a proper boundary?" She said rudely to me"You know, It is not really nice to play with your integrity, I never thought you would lie about helping me just because you were trying to get rid of me." I said to her as she looked at me."Well you deserve whatever you are facing.""I wasn't the one that sent you into my life Oliver! I have needs, and to be sincere... You can't afford my needs Oliver.""I have to marry someone of my status if not... They might be serious issues." She tried talking to me but I didn't listen to her."That wasn't what I wanted to talk about." I said to her."Really... What is it then?" She asked."I need the money Ciara... My aunty is about to die." I said to her as she walked closer to me."Since you insist... I will tell you how to get the money." She said to me and I opened my ears to listen to her as she came closer to my ears."Sign a divorce!" She said before pushing me off her way as she headed to dress up.Ciara was not going to help me either.I wondered what other way that I could save my auntie's life.Staying in the house felt like I was living a fake life as my aunty Maltina is out there dying.A knock gets heard over the door and Ciara heads to open the door in return."Ciara, Granny wants to hold a meeting about her next successor, you must be present in fifteen minutes time." Ciara's mother said before she looked further in and her eyes met with me bare chested.Then she looks at Ciara who turns to look at me in disgust. I looked like a disgrace to them.Her mother then leaves and Ciara turns to look at me."Well... Is this how you want to meet up with granny at the family hall today?" She asked while I was putting on just a towel."Of Course not." I replied back to her removing the towel which revealed my early morning hardness and she turns to look away.I soon dressed up looking casual.Ciara dressed up in her suit as well.Then she led the way as I followed her from behind looking at her clearly mad shape.Could it be... All her words yesterday night were as a result of the alcohol she had earlier drank?She was actually ready to kill me.Different thoughts began to go through my head, I was feeling unstable.But they didn't last long as there was only one thing ringing inside... Over and over again.The life of my aunty.It was at serious stake here.We soon reached the family parlour.I looked to see Ciara's relatives who were all seated from different corners.Granny was not yet present.She was the boss so I guess she could come at the time that she felt pleased to come.Then the entrance door opens and it's Auduson.Our both eyes meet and I could tell that he could see fire in my eyes.The bastard was admiring Ciara's shape in her hot looking suite.Something that actually annoyed me.I wanted to delete him from her history if I could.She's my wife isn't it!Oliver's - [P.O.V]I felt ashamed of myself in their Midst."Oh wow, the good for nothing son in law is here... In a family meeting where he is not even welcomed in." Auduson said standing by the side of Ciara's parents who were both glaring at I and Ciara.Ciara turned back to look at me."No matter what... Please avoid asking anyone for help and please try not to talk to me." She said to me and I nodded in acceptance.I was so unworthy to her that she didn't want me even talking to her at all.But at least... I could make that bastard jealous.I took further closer steps towards Ciara.Keeping my dick bulge directly over her ass.I didn't look at it either.I acted as though all my concentration and focus was on waiting for Mrs Elberta to come into the hall and speak.I was purposely romancing her just so that I could get Mr. Auduson really upset.I could see him burning in jealousy.Then he walks up to me."You filthy poor thing... You should leave already before granny comes here
Oliver's - [P.O.V]I looked at Mrs. Elberta."You ofcourse... Do not have any contributions to this family, you are a worthless leech." Mrs. Elberta said before Ciara turned to look at me."You should not be even here." Ciara's brother's cousin said as I took two steps back."My aunt Maltina, she needs me, please excuse me." I said to the entire family as I turned leaving while Auduson smirks.He walked towards me, holding my hand."If you know what is good for you... You won't return back to this house!" He says to me."Last I checked - Ciara is my legal wife." I said to him seeing the rage in his eyes.Then I held his hand, removing it from mine as I walked out of the mansion.I looked around.I had no car to drive.I had nothing to take me to Maltina faster.I closed my eyes... Listening to the environment so I could use my aura to connect to her."Oliver!" I heard her call to me."I'm coming Maltina, please be strong for me." I said as I began running through the streets.But soon
Oliver decided to leave for school afterwards.Trying to runaway from his loss he becomes a bad boy at the college.Doing above his age, guns, drugs, girls, I was living the opposite of his masters plan.Oliver brought his wide palms upon his cheeks as his ear was impinged by the slap from Ciara.“How dare you take nude photos of me while in the toilet!” Ciara barked and shot her red eyes at him. “Why do you always appear in my life? Am I the only girl in this college, uh? I don’t want to have anything to do with a bad boy. Don’t you get it!”Oliver breathed uneasily, his eyes shut, palms still nursing his cheeks while she yelled.“That you are the most dreaded bad boy in school doesn’t give you the impetus to peep at me and take nude photos of my ass. Are you stupid, eh, gold-digger answer me? Oh you must be stupid!" Oliver was yet to speak when Ciara raised her hand to send another resounding slap and he caught her hand in the air.“If you dare raise your filthy hand at me again, I
Ciara thought she could deal with the fuss that came with murder. She had prepared her mind to stab Oliver in the leg and watch him be crippled. For sharing her nude photos not just among her classmates but across the entire student at Dizaren College, he was going to be dealt with.She had never been impious. But Oliver was plunging her to do what she never thought she could do. She willfully agreed not to break words with her parents and school management over her ordeals with Oliver.She was not only ashamed to discuss her nude photos but the reason behind it.Who would believe Oliver took photos of her pale ass without nursing feelings for each other.God forbid!Thought of having feelings for Oliver made her throw up severally and she just hated to set her eyes upon him now.Sometimes she wondered if she could recreate herself to be ugly just to wade him off and make him avoid her.Nobody had made her throw up at just mere sight.Oliver irritated her than the devil himself!His p
“You idiot! I chose to be fucked in your bunk but you wouldn’t listen,” sammy nagged, almost in tears now as her jaw waggled in fury. “Just pray she doesn’t do that.”Oliver was still having his palms on his cheeks and without further ado, sammy squeezed into her dress and stamped away.“Am I expecting you tonight? Come along with another pussy as wet as yours,” he groaned to sammy while she made away, her countenance aflame.***At the bust stop sammy struggled to earn a room in the same schoolbus as Ciara. Once their eyes locked together, Ciara threw away her gaze from her and later bowed her head to view at the video of Oliver banging sammy. She knew sammy would drift to sit by her, and once she did, she would tell her she was a CUNT. She never knew she meant it when she told her Oliver was good in bed and she was left to wonder if the one in the toilet was their first encounter.“I am sorry. I am a mess,” sammy tendered her apology once she sat down by CiaraCiara raised her resti
Ciara had a broken jaw, bruised knees, face and scalp. Her parents admitted her at the emergency ward, even when they were yet to believe the magic wand she waved that delivered her from that gutted bus.Onlookers were yet to believe a single soul survived that auto-crash. It was bizarre.The media propagated the face of Ciara on all the channels, just to inform the populace that a soul narrowly escaped the auto-crash.But how she did it was yet to be known.“I did,” Oliver intoned within himself while he watched the news on the TV.Having lost interest in the news, he turned off the TV, squeezed a cigar between his lips and lit.“Get well soon, slave, and give me that body,” he spoke yet further while he lust after the naked pale ass of Ciara on his phone.At the hospital Ciara was hushed and responding to treatment quickly.The hospital management had restricted the influx of media staff and well wishers from paying her condolence.When she opened her eyes from slumber, she was caug
“What the hell are you doing?” asked Brian as he squatted to Ciara, swirled to Oliver and sent him a dazing punch on the face that left him staggering.Quickly like a bat from hell, Oliver picked up his clothes and ran away.“Oh laughing doll” he exclaimed as he put his ears to her chest, only to perceive the exudate of wine in her breath. Oliver had gotten her drunk or what; he thought.He hastened into the bathroom, turned on the shower and returned to lift her. She had no pounds until now he tried lifting her into the bath. She had difficulty breathing, with a running temperature. “What did he do to you?” he asked her, tapping her on the chin. She coughed furiously upon being showered and repeatedly sneezed.“Ciara, Ciara,” Brian called, scared about the shower putting life into her or exacerbating the whole thing. A slight tap on the cheeks, her eyes rolled with the interest of closing back soon. “I am the one, Brian, wakeup,” he assured her and tried focusing her face in the
Brian visited the golf and met Ciara there. Before walking up to her, he made sure Oliver and his Chevrolet weren’t anywhere around. He took from the popcorn she was eating and she gave a deep smile, picked some pop and fed him; Brian made heaven. “I am not happy with you,” she quarreled and dragged a frown. “You didn’t honor my party and I sent you a message to buzz me when you come around, and you never did.” “You sent me a message?” asked Brian, amazed. “Yes I did or didn’t your dad tell you?” “Trust me he didn’t,” said Brian and he saw his father at once, alighting from his car. Ciara caught sight of him too, “Oh talk of the devil. You can go right away and ask him.” Brian breathed hard, coughed, and sniffed. He didn’t want his father to see him with Ciara or any girl or know of his feelings for her even he didn’t want anyone to know “Em can we tuck away, I mean out of prying eyes?” She added, “You
Meyer, the nanny, and the twins made it to national park with the influx of tourists.Meyer knew of a truth the park had all that was required to be a popular destination. Being led by a park guard they took a grand tour of the park and beheld the wild animals and domesticated ones. The reserve was so beautiful that they couldn’t get enough of their sight.Suddenly Meyer forgot her problems and worries as she seemed to be carried away by the herds of lions and antelopes that flooded the park.“I wish God made me an animal like them,” said Meyer waving at a monkey that busily perched from tree to tree. And she made the twins in her arms to smile at the monkey, but they never responded.“Why did you say so?” the nanny asked, nursing the twin in her arm. The twin was wincing and might begin a heart-drenching cry soon.“They are free. We are not. They don’t think of any tax to pay, mortgage on a house to settle, children to cloth and most importantly who to fall in love with. They are as
The moment they arrived at the airport, Meyer started replaying her horrible experiences with Brian; the countless number of times she wanted him in her life; the extreme measures she took just to charm Brian to her heart;How she disguised as a simple girl without Brian knowing she was a police officer; the skirting she often did just so she could be with Brain and become his best friend and lover.When she saw an aged woman checking into the airport thought of grandma hit her in the head; the quarrel she had with grandma because of Brian. She wondered what would become of grandma now; if she was still alive or dead. If grandma was still alive she would be a perpetual enemy to the twins she thought. And grandma would never allow Brian claim fatherhood of twins he knew nothing about.But paternity test would come through for me; She thought as they drove in the taxi that led them to the hotel they would be staying all through their vacation. When she cast a caring look at the twins t
Meyer couldn’t stop moping at the twin baby boys while they slept peacefully in their cradle. Today would make it two days she put to bed of the twins, and her joy knew no bound ever since she brought the cute twins into this life; the doctor had congratulated her for the safe delivery and told her she defeated the feat of conducting a caesarian on her, because the twins were overgrown and two big to be born freely. She was glad to experience child birth. When she was very much younger her mother would tell her that child birth was like a woman having a hard stool. But today she could say it was more than that; the joy of procreation couldn’t even let her believe and confirm what her mother had told her years ago. In a short while, a young lady of Mexico origin, who was tall, and tan in complexion walked in, looking all smiles, with opened arms. She rubbed Meyer slightly on the arm.“Oh wow, congratulations,” the lady said, advancing to the cradles where the twins were. She peered
Two days later, when Ken went upstairs to meet with Mrs. Fanny, He never realized he would meet her packing up her belongings. First he was forced to believe that the reason she ignored him downstairs and went upstairs was because of Blueeyes whom she said had become a torn in her flesh. Staying with Ken was no longer an option; it was a decision she had made along while before now. But she never had thought she would reveal to him about given up on their love; worst still the condition of convincing Mr. Fanny to sign the divorce paper was getting her pained and bored. She had seen her purpose of coming into his life was to get laid and take care if Blueeyes.Mind made up!It was good bye!She could hear the door creak as it opened behind her and she need not be told it was ken. She molded a hard face, paused her lips and bent to the bed to pick her dress and tunics which she wrapped and packed into her travelers bag.“What are you doing?” Ken asked hastily behind her, and held he
When Mrs. Fanny shook her body she felt the warmth of a hairy body, and for once she thought she was in her bed at home, of course with no other person than Ken, since he too was hairy. As soon as she rubbed her eyes had two fast blinks and opened her eyes fully she was staring at her G-string and dress on the floor, and she almost called out Ken to query him for making love to her in her tipsy state; knowing how much she fancied being conscious and engaged during love making. But then she perceived a strange fragrance; Ken never smelled of honey; The fragrance was typically honey; as though the person had honey comb on his body. Gradually she tilted her neck to the left only to behold a neatly shaven face smiling at her.“Hello baby,” the strange man said to her, all smiles with appreciation for nice sex hanging in his eyes.“Sexy dragon!” Mrs. Fanny exclaimed and flinched from the stranger. “Oh my goose!” she yelled, sat up and squeezed her face with disfavor. “Who are you? Oh dam
Mrs. Fanny felt numb and betrayed, and spending her night at the edge of a night club was one way she had gotten over heartbreaks in the past. Only on such days could she be called alcoholic. As she glared at the bottles of beer and rum on her table she caught hold on a cigar on her table and lit, before she had her first draw of smoke and started pondering over Ken; yes she had played the folly and it was time to draw the curtains against Ken and move on with her life. She wouldn’t want to run to Fanny, even though she knew that Fanny still felt a thing for her and would give her opened arms should she dare to return to him. To her there was no difference between fanny and Ken now, and she had put them in the same box. Cheats. liars. Betrayals. Fools. She would have to search for more words to describe the worst of men she had regretted knowing.“The night was damn lonely despite the sonorous music and rowdiness of the night club.She was interrupted by a groaning voice that came at
“Hello baby I am back.” Ken said to Mrs. Fanny the moment she walked through the door.She flinched fearfully, casting a stare at Ken who was at the wine shelf. She least expected Ken’s arrival and she had lost interest phoning him either. The lonely nights had only left her at the mercy of night clubs which she frequented to wade off boredom and horny. And to a sort, having Ken back wouldn’t change who she was to him – a mistress and a sex mate. She had only realized that too late. What on earth would have inspired Ken to give condition for her to be called his legally married wife? He knew convincing her husband to sign the divorce papers would not be an easy task and he gave her such tedious condition if indeed she would become his wife. What a wicked man; she thought.“Come over here, baby,” said Ken with wide spread arms and a face that shone with smile.How long is this going to continue like this? He doesn’t care anymore about me. All he knows is fuck me and nothing more; she s
“I am done,” she said, swirling around in the front of the mirror to behold her dazzling looks.He wanted to applaud her beauty but he kept mute. “I can drop you off.”“In the same Austin Martin boneshaker? Well, no need for that. My husband won’t find it funny seeing us,” she said inwardly, reminding herself that Ken was yet to marry her so she still remained a mistress. “I didn’t spend the night in his house, so I am getting ready for a fight. She looked into her phone and saw no missed calls, messages or voice notes from Ken and she expected nothing less from a man that wanted her not to only disappear from his life but from earth.“I got to go,” she said, hooked her handbag. “Once again thank you for the dress and the previous night.” She said coldly and his face seemed lonely at once.He shook his head, losing interest in words but not in her.“I got to go,” she said yet again, making him feel he held her legs from walking and that there was something of hers that he still had- r
Rodriguez had never been so confused and indecisive in his life. Ever since he got into his hotel room and laid her in bed, he had paced up and down the room, reasoning on a fast lane over Jacy’s drunken state. He had tried to lay down by her side but the strong stench of alcohol from her breath fought him off and almost nauseated his stomach when he sat up. He noticed the drench of sweat all over her body, and the likelihood of developing cold when the sweat might have subsided to chilled droplets wasn’t far-fetched. At first the idea of washing her up in the bathroom hit him in the head and he disapproved of it, avoiding Jacy’s like time-bomb trouble, not wanting anything that involved her body or her trust for him to fail. He knew he was right about charming Jacy, and there was no stopping him. It was his first time of staying in an enclosed place with a woman; not just a woman much familiar to him, but a total stranger, whose identity and past he wasn’t too sure of – just lik