VOWS OF VENGEANCE

Shattered foundation

Everything happened so fast. Both lay on the bed, breathing heavily. Ethan looked beside him to see that Cassandra was fast asleep. He gently got up with a white bedspread around him and walked into the bathroom to have his bath. He looked at her once and again before he drifted into a long sleep. 

[THE NEXT DAY] 

The loud noise of Cassandra woke him up. “What did you do to me?” She asked with anger. Ethan yawned; he felt so tired, but the lash he received on his back sent an electric jolt to his brain. He opened his eyes in a hurry. “What is it, Cassandra?” Ethan looked at her. 

“Are you seriously asking me that?” Cassandra said, fuming in anger. She opened the bedspread again and saw she was naked. “Did we?” She looked at him anxiously.

“Are you asking if we had sex?” Ethan asked, not sure of what to tell her. 

“You know what I mean, Ethan, and don't you play dumb with me!” 

“You got home yesterday and you were drunk. You asked for this,“ Ethan said immediately trying to defend himself. “I asked for what?” Cassandra opened her eyes with disbelief. “Why would I have sex with a worthless person like you? Do you think if I wanted sex so badly, I wouldn't have it elsewhere?” She looked at her Ethan with anger bubbling in her face. 

“I can see you have all of this planned out. If you think putting a baby inside of me will make you be my husband officially, then you are wrong. You are nothing. Don't forget I brought you out of the mud, and I can put you where you belong.” Cassandra walked out of the bed nakedly. She took a quick bath and got dressed. 

In a flash, she was out of the house. At that moment, Ethan knew everything he had built so far was finally coming to an end. With Casandara’s attitude and temper, she could do and undo. Ethan got up and washed up. He was soon inside the car. He couldn't believe it. 

Cassandra would pin everything that happened yesterday on him; he got to work and noticed all eyes were on him. 

Ethan walked towards his office and noticed it was locked. “What the hell is going on?” he muttered to himself. He was about to walk towards Cassandra’s office when he saw the security coming towards him. “Mr. Ethan, you have been asked to be escorted out of the organization.” 

“Escorted? Why?” He looked at their faces, but he wasn't given the chance to talk. “Can I see my wife?” He said anxiously. “We are sorry, but Mrs. Paige is not ready to see you. We are under firm instruction to have you sent out of the company right now!” 

At first, Ethan thought it was all a joke, a prank. “I just need to see Cassandra. This is all a misunderstanding.” He said jokingly, but then they came at him and bundled him off his feet like he was just a sack of nylon. “Let me go!” Ethan shouted at the top of his voice. “We had a deal, Cassandra!” He shouted as he was being dragged out of the office. 

Ethan was thrown right outside the gate of the office with the skies rumbling. He looked towards the sky, and he knew it was going to rain soon, but he was not ready to leave. Many of his colleagues and co-workers walked past him with a disdainful look on their faces. 

“I told him he would not last ten days.” One of the workers said loud enough for Ethan to hear him. “This is not the first one, is it?" Another said. 

Ethan bit into his lips; it was evident that he was just another means to an end for Cassandra, but why? 

It was obvious that she needed something from him. Did she get it already?

Ethan was lost in thought; suddenly he looked up and saw Cassandra’s car driving out of the compound. He rushed towards her. “Wait, Cassandra!” He shouted as she pulled down the glasses. 

“Was this about last night? I am sorry, but you kissed me first.” Ethan pleaded 

“I have what I wanted, so why don't we dissolve what we agreed on? I don't think I need to pay you the agreed f*e, but since you have managed to spend at least seven days with me, here is something for you.” Cassandra dipped her hands into her fancy bag and brought out some money. “This is for your troubles.”

She dropped the money in the ground and drove away. Everything seems like a dream to Ethan. “You can't be serious.” He said gently, looking at the car driving out of sight. Ethan looked at the floor and back at the car driving out of sight. He was back to square one. 

He felt like shedding tears, but then a part of him knew it was not going to last anyway. With no home and just a bundle of dollar notes on the floor, Ethan was back to where he started from. There was no place he could go. 

The rain started to pour hard as he ran towards the main street to flag down a taxi. 

“Where to?” The taxi driver asked, staring at his face. Ethan gave him the address to his former house. On getting back home, he noticed the door was locked. He banged the door, and a man with a towel around his waist walked out. “Who are you?” Ethan asked, dripping with water. 

The man looked at Ethan from head to toe. “And who the hell are you?” He asked, staring into the night and back at Ethan's face. “I own this place.” Ethan replied. “Not anymore.” The man said with a smirk on his face and slammed the door right back at him. 

Ethan stood still in shock. He wanted to shout like an enraged man, but he knew he was going to be arrested for trespassing. 

With nowhere to go, Ethan was back on the street with the torrent drenching him from head to toe.