“My son says he is in love with Melissa,” James said to Fanny as he pondered over what Rod just told him the other day, “I don’t know what charm Melissa is using on my son, but I can tell you, Rod is bent on marrying that girl.”Fanny shook his head, inwardly doubting if Rod had told his father about the way he maltreated him when he dated Opula, “I have no doubt about Rod’s love for Melissa. I wonder what would inspire a man to buy a van full of cloths and jewelries for a woman.”James’s face dimmed with shock as he leaned forward to ask Fanny, “Did ROD actually do that? or did you see it in a movie ?”Fanny chuckled uneasily and said, “What movie are you talking about. It is your son that did it. It happened a few days ago before my eyes. He bought a van full of gowns and blouse for Melissa. I am not talking about ordinary dress for the poor. I mean Rod bought Melissa expensive dresses.”James stared at the ceiling in exhaustion, “But Fanny, my son is holding unto how you and your h
The moment James Benson perceived the shoes knocking on the floor was Rod’s shoes, he said, “Today may be the only day you will be privileged to enter this mansion.”Upon hearing the baritone of his father, Rod paused and stared around to see James seated to a tray of rum, beer and a bowl of chicken. Two security officer and two servants were around him.About taking a bite of his chicken, James said, “Sight of you steals away my appetite. Sometimes I ask myself if you are my son. Perhaps, I may have to start searching for my true son because this stubborn brat staring at me can’t be my son.”Rod forced a smile and shrugged, “Because I decided to marry against your wish. Is that the reason you restricted me from accessing my office? Do you know how embarrassing it was having those ugly looking security officers stop me?”James gestured at a servant standing by to take away the chicken. Literarily he had lost his appetite like he said.“Listen to me, Rod. I am not supposed to be having
The moment James Benson perceived the shoes knocking on the floor was Rod’s shoes, he said, “Today may be the only day you will be privileged to enter this mansion.”Upon hearing the baritone of his father, Rod paused and stared around to see James seated to a tray of rum, beer and a bowl of chicken. Two security officer and two servants were around him.About taking a bite of his chicken, James said, “Sight of you steals away my appetite. Sometimes I ask myself if you are my son. Perhaps, I may have to start searching for my true son because this stubborn brat staring at me can’t be my son.”Rod forced a smile and shrugged, “Because I decided to marry against your wish. Is that the reason you restricted me from accessing my office? Do you know how embarrassing it was having those ugly looking security officers stop me?”James gestured at a servant standing by to take away the chicken. Literarily he had lost his appetite like he said.“Listen to me, Rod. I am not supposed to be having
Salsa had been scrambling into the bush. Gasping hugely under her breath was an understatement. She sweated profusely too and couldn’t wait to arrive at her destination. She knew she had committed a lot iniquity and she wondered if I would ever forgive her for all she had done against me.But about now Salsa was going to endeavor to keep a secret from me and no matter how the guilt may trouble her in the mind she would ensure to keep it a secret.Once Salsa got into the lonely jungle, she stared around for any onlooker, before she fell upon her knees. For the past five nights she had been visiting this lonely jungle to monitor something very important to herAnd what could that thing be?After breathing uneasily, she trudged to a corner where she hid a shovel and took it. Still looking out for any onlooker, she applied caution and stared around carefully for anyone that may be lurking around to peep at her.Satisfied that no one was looking at her, she sucked a huge grin and began to
“You know my utmost happiness is that for the fact that you are the son of a billionaire doesn’t not guarantee that you are wise. Most times you behave like an animal, Rod Benson,” that was the voice of Fanny Luis who was standing amidst his security.In the first place he wanted to stay back and avoid confronting rod but he had lost he temper and couldn’t wait to talk sense into rodeRod let a contagious smile and replied him, “I rather behave like a foolish rich son of a billionaire than be a poor son in law to you, because you thought I wouldn’t make it. All that I went through are still fresh in my memory, don’t forget…”Fanny pointed at the van of cloths, “Is that the reason you decided to show how unreasonable you are by going on a shopping spree for a woman that is not anyway close to being your wife? You couldn’t even respect the fact that this is my villa. What a shame.”Rod clapped and mocked at him with a snarl, “From now till the day I die you can’t and will never earn my
It was early hours the next day when an ear-pitching horn from a car woke me up and I believed it also woke up every sleeping eye in the villa. When I was yet to fathom who would be causing this nuisance by this early hour of the day, I overheard my name from outside.“Melissa! Melissa!” my name resounded loudly and it was the baritone voice of a male.I flinched from the floor where I lay and felt the quaking of my bones and joints. I had nothing in my chamber anymore after the strange explosion. All I had was life and the dress I had been putting on for days now.I hadn’t found it easy sleeping on the cold floor in winter, so by now my bones would be cracked by cold. I only managed to advance to the window, only to be shocked by the sight of Rod Benson standing next to a van, filled up with assorted gowns, blouses, shoes, crocs and hand bags.“Oh my God! Oh sweet goose!” I exclaimed through gagged mouth and gaped at Rod who was smiling cheek to cheek like a kid who had just seen his
Eva was having breakfast in her chamber when I barged in, locked gaze with her and she looked away to the wall, “Please leave my chamber now. I am not ready for this,” she mumbled and continued with her breakfast.I was still standing at the door, staring sheepishly at her and wondering if Eva would ever forgive me about the other day’s quarrel. I knew she was protecting the interest of Brian but she just had to trust me rather than get jealous unnecessarily.“Can we talk or should I return after breakfast?” I asked gently and dared to take a few step towards her and she cautioned me with her bull-furious eyes. I had to stop and gazed upon her pitiably, “Please Eva can we…”“I said leave!” she yelled at me, stamping her feet on the floor before sipping her cocktail to clear her clogged throat, “It is all rosy for you now. Rod Benson, son to the richest man in New York is your lover so let me be. You can go ahead and frolic with him. I am not going to talk to you about it anymore.”“No
At the time Salsa made mention of that I couldn’t believe my ears, “What did you just say?” I asked her anxiously, “Are you drunk or something?” I asked her yet again, “Do you realize what you just said? Talk to me Salsa!” I yelled at the top of my voice as she hesitated to speak yet further.Salsa bit her lower lip and shook her head with conviction, “Yes, Melissa I know I have drank and had plenty to drink, but I am not drunk, but I know what I am saying and what you just heard now should be kept secret. I am confessing this to you because my heart cannot keep the guilt anymore.”I pounced to my feet, “What the hell do you mean by that,” I held my head in doubt and fear, “Do you actually mean you have been poisoning me all this while just to get me induced with sleep…” I yelled and couldn’t fathom what else to say.But Salsa explained better, “Calm down, Melissa . You don’t have to yell at me. I am just making a confession,” Gently Salsa went down on her knees to plead with me, “Ple
Staring at Salsa with my gloomy eyes I could barely relate with the looks on her face, “You have a confession to make? How do you mean? And has the confession got anything to do with me?” I asked a bit nervous in my tone and yet to believe the reality that was playing before me. What was Salsa saying and what confession was she talking about.Her face wasn’t housing any iota of humor and could tell beneath those eyes of hers were bitter truth that she couldn’t condole any more It was then I perceived the exudates of alcohol in her breath and she had a bottle of rum in her arm behind. I hadn’t seen Salsa in such mood and I never knew she was an alcoholic. I could attest to it but I was skeptical and anxious to know what she had to confess; and truth be told, one either of us would be hurt tonight and I wondered who it would be.Although tonight was her birthday and I expected to see the hidden habit in her it still didn’t convince me that it would bring about confession and I wondere