"Ryker, I can't take your shits any longer! I'm leaving this marriage, I'm leaving you!” Vanessa cried profusely as she moved her clothes off the closet.
Standing close to the windows of the spacious bedroom, was Ryker, dressed handsomely in a white pair of long sleeve top and black pants. “And where do you think you're going? Hmm, my beloved wife?” He smirked and scoffed with pleasure. “I don't care, Ryker! As long as I'm free from being your wife!” She snapped and continued packing. “You know, Essa,” he called her name in short, moving slowly to her. “You have no family, no place to call home. This is the only home you know. Essa, you can't live without me,” he whispered with a mocking smile as he stood in front of her. She stopped and began to cry profusely. “I gave up my family just to be with you! I gave you my all, Ryker! And what did you pay me for all these years of loyalty?! You paid me with nothing but distrust, cheating and this!” She cried, showing him the scar on her chest while he smiled unconcerned. “But you know, Ryker! This is the height of it. I'm done, and when I say I'm done, I mean it this time,” she wept and turned back to the bed. “Come over here, now!” He snarled, twisting her body back to himself. She landed on his chest forcefully and he kissed her voraciously. A heavy slap landed on his face that made him stagger backwards. “You think I'm a joke to you? I spent years being a fool for you and your family, Ryker! But you know what, I'm wiser now! You and your goddamn family can go to hell!!” She screamed. “How dare you,.. Essa! How dare you speak about me and my family in such a manner! You're forgetting the ground on which you're standing,” he smirked sinisterly as he wiped his lips. “Mother!! Mother!!” He called aloud, his voice quaking the four corners of the room. Vanessa began to fidget as the door opened and the pretty, average heightened fair woman in black dress walked into the room elegantly. “And what's all this bickering about?” She asked, throwing her hands in the air nonchalantly. “The bastard wants to leave,” Ryker replied mockingly. “Oh,..I see,” Mrs Clyde spoke with pride as she looked at Vanessa with so much disgust and disdain. “And you think you can survive out there without my family?” She asked with pride. “Mother..,” Vanessa tried to speak. “How dare you, Essa?! How dare you?! For all the years of care and support the Clyde's family have shown you, this is how you choose to repay us?” Mrs Clyde asked, walking closer to her. “Do you even think you fit in here in the first place?” She asked Vanessa whose face was glued to the floor. “No, you don't. Ryker married you, believing you could give him an heir. But what's the result of all these years with you? Nothing! It's been five good years of emptiness, barrenness! nothing to show for it!” She continued as she hovered around Vanessa who was glued to a spot. “Come on, pack your bags and get out of the mansion. This is the last I wanna see of you.” she added with a stern look on her face. “And so you should know, mother, it's not my sole responsibility to get pregnant. Your son has failed in his responsibility to get me pregnant. You should channel all your mortification on him, not me. I'm done with you, I'm done with your son! Your whole family sucks!” Vanessa fired, her voice gaining back confidence. The whole room was thrown into a suspenseful silence and Ryker walked towards Vanessa in utter disbelief. “Did you just speak to my mother in such a manner?!” He asked, looking dismayed. “Oh, yes. Gone are the days when she could play god in front of me!” Vanessa fired, her finger pointing at his face. A heavy slap landed on her face that sent her flying to the bed. “Let her be, son,” Mrs Clyde spoke calmly to Ryker who was raging before Vanessa. “Go to hell, Ryker! You're a monster! The whole of Clyde's family are monsters!!” Vanessa cried from the bed. “And I'll show you what a monster can do,” Ryker smirked as he pounced on the bed, hitting her vehemently. Mrs Clyde walked over to the sofa opposite the bed and she sat comfortably, watching the show, with Vanessa’s scream all over the room. The door opened and two slender fair-skinned ladies rushed in. “What's going on, mother?” They cried in unison. “Oh, no! Stop it, Ryker!” One of the girls screamed. “Let him be, Sophie. He's making her eat back her words,” Mrs Clyde said to her daughter, Sophia, who was rushing over to the bed to grab hold of Ryker. “What has she done this time around?” The other girl asked, looking puzzled. “She said we're monsters, and she wants to leave,” Mrs Clyde laughed hysterically. “Oh, really? Then she can keep dancing to the tone of monsters,” the girl laughed as she sat beside her mother. “Stop it now, Ryker,” Sophia spoke to her brother, pulling him away from Vanessa who was panting heavily on the bed. “If she wants to leave, let her leave. You don't have to kill her before she leaves,” Sophia said to him. “She needs to taste what a monster can do!” Ryker barked, pulling his hand away from his sister. He jumped on the bed and tried to pounce on Vanessa again. Seeing Ryker coming for her once more, Vanessa charged up from the bed and grabbed the lampstand beside the bed and sent it flying towards him. The lamp hit his head so badly and he staggered away as he felt blood gushing out his head. “What have you done?!” The ladies cried in unison as they all rushed towards Ryker. Vanessa pulled backwards, trying to move closer to the door as she watched the ladies gather around Ryker. She raced towards the door in an attempt to flee; But Ryker's strong arms pulled her back as he charged towards her. With the strength of a bull, he flung her against the wall beside him and she hit her head vehemently against the wall. “How dare you!” He roared like a lion as he charged towards her. “Ryker, it's enough!” Mrs Clyde called, seeing her son walking towards Vanessa who was now lying on the floor. “Get up, you pig!” He thundered, kicking her on the floor but she made little or no body movement. “I say, get up!” He thundered, kicking her non-stop. “Ryker, stop it!” Sophia cried, pulling him away from Vanessa's body which was still lying motionless on the floor. “Mom..I..I don't think she's moving. Blood!” Claris exclaimed with fear as her eyes fell on the blood gushing out of Vanessa's head. “What are you talking about?!” Mrs Clyde frowned and walked towards where the body was lying. She took a good look at the body and fear gripped her. “What's going on, mother?” Sophia panicked, rushing towards them. She knelt before Vanessa on the floor and placed a palm over her neck. “I can't feel her heartbeat!” She exclaimed. “What!!” They all screamed. “What are you talking about, she can't die,” Ryker scoffed as he pushed Sophia away from Vanessa's body and knelt on the floor beside her. “Wake up!” He screamed, shaking her with so much force. “Stop it, Ryker! She's dead!!” Sophia declared. “No!!” No!!” Mrs Clyde and Claris screamed in unison. “Vanessa is not dead, wake up!!” Ryker cried, slapping her face which had grown cold. “No..this is not happening to us! She can't die on us! What would people say? What would the media say? Oh, our reputation is about to go down! Murder? Oh, no!” Mrs Clyde panicked around the room. “Vanessa!” Ryker screamed, still trying to revive her but Sophia pushed him away. “I warned you, I told you to let her be!” She screamed. “Lower your voices!” Mrs Clyde hushed. “Oh, you guys do something about this..I can't stand this.. this..this is murder,” Claris cried with fear, recoiling behind her mom. “Shut up!” Her mom yelled. They all kept silent, staring at their mother. “No one should know about this..,” she warned sternly, looking at their faces one after the other. “How..,” Ryker tried to speak. “Keep shut!” She shut him and he remained silent. “We'll sneak the body out during night time and bury her far away. No one should hear about anything that happened here today,” she continued as she stood up from Vanessa's body. “What if..what if people ask about her, somehow they're gonna find out!” Claris cried with fear. “We'll report her missing and then anonymously give the police a clue on how to find her body. They'll trace her body to where it's buried and then recover the body and finally declare her dead,” Mrs Clyde said thoughtfully. “And..what about the autopsy? Postmortem would point to us!” Ryker cried. “What us?!” Sophia yelled at him. “Keep calm, everyone. Vanessa has no family and therefore, no one would be interested in an autopsy. We'll give her a befitting burial and the case would be closed. The public might gossip for a while, but after sometime , everyone would move on. Life will go on without anyone finding out, and it would be a lifelong family secret,” Mrs Clyde assured with a smile. “Count me out of this shit,” Sophia disagreed and stormed out of the room. “Sophie..,” Mrs Clyde tried to call but she was gone. “Me too.. I'm not a murderer,” Claris said fearfully and ran out. “Mother.., mother..,” Ryker cried fearfully. “Be calm, my son. I've got you covered,” Mrs Clyde assured, placing a hand around his shoulder. “Now, let's think of how to get this out,” she said with her eyes on Vanessa's lifeless body. Months passed. After a long search for the missing Vanessa by the police, they finally discovered her body in a shallow grave. She was declared dead and the Clyde's family gave her a befitting burial. There was gossip in the city about the mysterious disappearance and the death of Vanessa. But no one dared question the most powerful family in the whole of Avena city;The Clyde's family. As Mrs Clyde foretold, the gossip soon died, the police withdrew from the case, and everyone moved on. No one would pick up Vanessa's case, she had no family; so the Clyde's family had thought. ** CHARLTON CITY. Elegantly seated on the swivel chair, the lady in black suit, typed swiftly on the laptop before the table. Her eyes darted to the door where she could see a middle-aged man walking in, dressed smartly in black long jacket and jeans pants. “Any news?” She asked, her eyes darting back to her laptop. “Yes..,” he muttered with a sigh as he stood before the table. She raised her eyes in anticipation as she took a quick glance at the man. “Then let me hear it,” she urged, leaning back on her seat. “But.. it's a sad one,” he muttered again. Her countenance changed and she sat up right. “She's dead,” the man spilled. “No..no..! No!!!” She screamed, her voice trembling all over the building.MONTHS LATERIt was barely six months after Vanessa's death that the Clyde's family had gone searching for a new bride.Samantha stood in front of the tall Mansion's gate, looking at the address book in her slender hands. She had earlier applied to be Ryker Clyde's bride through the application form she had found online. Just yesterday, she had received an email of invitation to the Clyde's mansion as she had been selected for review. Her excitement knew no bounds as soon as she received the email, and here she was, standing in front of the mansion.She tucked her brunette short hair behind her ears and adjusted her short flare red dress which suited her petite body perfectly. What would it be like to be Ryker's bride? She thought with a smile as she gained entry into the mansion worth millions of dollars.“It's heaven on earth,” she gasped for breath, looking around the beautiful surrounding area.The clattering of glasses and laughter was heard as she gained entry into the building
It was a beautiful evening as they both stepped out of the Ferrari parked in front of the clubhouse.She couldn't believe she had accompanied Mr handsome to a clubhouse after so much pleas from him. He seemed new in town and doesn't know his way around.“So here you are, I beg to take my leave,” she said with humility and turned to leave.“Stop,” he ordered from where he stood.“I..I need to be home,” she stammered, trying to avoid those captivating blue eyes.“I know. But your job is not yet done. You'll come with me as my woman,” he said firmly while giving her the usual killer looks.“What?!” She cried, looking baffled.“Yeah, I don't want girls flocking around me. I came here only to have a drink, not for pleasure,” he explained calmly.She didn't know why she felt better, knowing he wasn't here for girls; and the fact that he asked her to be his woman tonight, made her feel better.“Are you in or not?” He asked calmly.“Um..,” she stammered, trying to find her voice.She hated w
Their eyes met and locked for a few seconds and Samantha's world caved in at that moment.“You!” Ryan pointed his finger as he walked towards her slowly.“What is going on, Samantha?” Ryker asked coldly while taking a slow sinister glance at Samantha who managed to keep her heads high.“”Oh, her name is Samantha?” Ryan laughed and licked his lips in disbelief.This is not happening, Samantha cried silently as she was handed back her flower bouquet by her maid of honor.“Ryan, what are you doing?!” Mrs Clyde yelled and pulled him away. “Are you..are you getting married to my brother?!” Ryan fired with his eyes on Samantha while being pulled away by his mom.“Do you know her? What's going on?” Sophia and Claris asked in surprise.Ryker tried to maintain his cool as he took a slow glance at Samantha again.“Do you know him?” He asked in a slow but angry tone.“I..I..I don't,” Samantha answered quickly.“Why did you drop your bouquet at the sight of him?” He continued in whispers.She fe
She looked up at his face and realized he was Ryan, the man she had an affair with last night. Her heart cringed and her world caved in as his bloodshot eyes pierced into her eyes deeply. “Last night, we had a fling, and today you're married to my brother?!” He scowled, spewing out hot breath on her face. She stuttered, “I..I'm..I'm..” “No!! You can't be married to Ryker! You can't be my brother's wife!” He raged, looking aggrieved as he pulled away from her. Ryker's dominant voice was immediately heard from the stairs, “What's going on here?” Her feet grew cold, and realizing he must have heard their conversation, she grabbed her wedding dress firmly and took to her heels. “Wait!” His commanding voice made her halt in the middle of the passageway. She stood stiff as she heard the sound of his shoes kissing the ground stylishly. His presence behind her made her turn pale in the blink of an eye. Caressing her left shoulder, he whispered sinisterly into her ears “Wifey, what d
Her body ached, her eyes sore with tears as she opened her eyes to the noise coming from the large room known as the maids' quarters.Through her blurry vision, she could see the tall, fair skinned middle-aged woman standing in front of her. Her face wasn't visible enough but she could easily tell this was the maid who had brought her here last night.“Madam, you've been assigned to the kitchen this morning,” the middle-aged woman spoke with a calm but serious tone.Samantha rose her head slowly and her short brunette hair could be seen, dangling all over her face.“I'm so weak,” she spoke with a low pitched tone, recalling how she had cried herself to sleep on the cold tiled floor last night.“It's an order from above, unfortunately there is nothing I can do to help your situation,” the lady continued sternly.Samatha licked her dry lips slowly and dragged her body up from the floor. She looked around and could see some of the maids in blue uniforms, sitting on their respective beds,
Shoving her into the small balcony, he stood firmly in front of her, watching her regain her stance. “Tell me why you married Ryker!” He demanded almost immediately. “Your lips are bruised..,” she cried, trying to touch his bruised lips. He shoved her hands away and she retreated slowly, seeing his indignation. “I wanna know, why did you do all of this?! Why did you marry my brother? Why did you trick the family?!” He raged, his charming blue eyes seething with anger. “How.. can..can I answer all of it?” She stammered, her lips trembling as she stood before his intimidating stature. “I want you to answer me as soon as you're done eating!” He said and walked out. Her hands trembled on the balcony as she watched him return with a tray of food which he placed on the wooden table. “Eat,” he ordered and took his seat on the armchair beside the table. She took her seat and devoured the food almost immediately. “You've been starved!” He said angrily. She didn't respond and continu
Mr Ken didn't take his eyes off Ryan for a second as Mrs Clyde battled for words. “Um, I'll take my leave for now, the atmosphere isn't business friendly at the moment,” he said and turned to walk away.“No.. don't leave!” Mrs Clyde called while trying to go after him. He paid no attention and walked out immediately.“You girls, go after him! And make sure we secure the deal!!” She yelled at her girls who were befuddled at the moment. They both nodded and ran out at once.Ryker shut his eyes bitterly and then he threw a baleful glance at Samantha and asked, “How dare you show your face?”. Samantha tried to speak but Ryan grabbed hold of her hands and hushed her.“Enough of your nuisance, Ryan!! How dare you step out?!! You and this filthy bitch!” Mrs Clyde yelled, walking towards Samantha and Ryan. “Oh, really? I am a legal son of this family and I deserve to be recognized,” Ryan defended.Ryker scoffed and walked towards him.“Just hear yourself,” he chuckled, taking a firm stand
She wiped the tears off her cheek as she heard movements outside the dungeon. It was quite dark and only the lights in front of the dungeon gates lit up the passageway. Standing up from the cold rough floor, she walked to the metal gates, roving her eyes around the passageway. Just then, his broad figure appeared in front of her, wearing a black hoodie and black shorts. “Ryan,” she cried almost immediately as he took the hood off his head. “Sam,” he called sympathetically as he touched the metal gate. “I..I thought you left,” she burst out emotionally. “I tried to, but I couldn't leave you here. Sam, I need to break you out of here. You need to be free, I can help you escape out of here,” he offered with enthusiasm. “It would pose a big risk to you and I. I have nowhere to go, no family of my own. If I escape, your family will come after me, they'll find me with their last breath,” she panicked as she looked deep into his eyes. “I'll protect you.. I'll keep you safe away from
The receptionist welcomed them warmly as they stopped before her desk. “We were the ones who reached out to you on the phone, concerning Mr Ken who was lodging at your hotel last night,” Ryker related to the female receptionist whose face was locked in a smile. “Oh, Mr Ryker of CTECH,” she awed, getting up from her seat at once. “We want every information we can get about him. We know this is out of work ethics, but it's urgent. He has a wedding today and he's nowhere to be found,” Ryan explained with enthusiasm. “Oh, that's sad,” the lady said, picking up her phone. “I'll contact my manager before giving out any info,” she said, typing on her telephone. The men waited impatiently. “I'll be back,” she said, walking away. Not long, she walked in with a man in his early forties, dressed in a black fitted suit. They all exchanged pleasantries and handshakes. “From the information gathered by the receptionist, he checked out at around 11:15pm. He was with a lady and they b
It was a beautiful yet chaotic morning at the Clyde's mansion. Everyone was seen preparing for the big day. Sophia, glamorously fitted in her white wedding dress, was standing before the mirror as her glam team placed her veil over her head. “Still no news from Claris?!” She snapped angrily at her bridesmaids who were all dressed beautifully in pink. “No, her line is not connecting,” one of the girls replied. “Oh, jeez!!” Sophia cried in frustration. The door opened and Claris walked into the room, still dressed in her last night's outfit. “I can't believe you aren't even dressed yet!!” Sophia fired. “Aww, beautiful sis. I'm so sorry, I got a call last night from my boyfriend and he asked that I spend the night over,” she related, feigning pity. “Same invisible boyfriend who never shows his face!” Sophia scoffed. Claris smirked. “So sorry, sweetie. By the way, you're looking, muah,” she teased, blowing her a kiss. “Do you realize you're supposed to be my maid of hono
They both gasped for breath as they pulled away from each other. “I love you, Ken, please don't leave me for my sister,” Claris cried, holding on to his shoulders tightly. He wiped the perspiration off his face and held her slender waists. “I can't break Sophia's heart,” he whispered to her face. She shoved him away and he sighed as he watched her weep heavily. “I'll see you inside,” he said and walked away from her. She sat on the floor weeping with her hair falling over her face. Just then, she felt a presence beside her. She looked up and saw Sasha standing a few meters away from her. “Hey,” Sasha called gently. “Go away, I don't need you here!” She thundered. “Why cry over that man when you can be like me?” Sasha laughed, sipping her drink elegantly. Claris wiped her eyes and looked at Sasha in an abstruse manner. “What are you talking about?!” She snapped. Sasha smirked. “I saw you guys,” she spilled. Claris jumped up from the floor. She threw her hair be
It was an all white party at the Clyde's mansion. Sophia was having her spinsters eve, alongside her girls. A small family party was also taking place at the garden and members of the Clyde's family were seen partying hard. Ryker walked in, casually dressed in a blue silk sweatshirt and black pants. Alongside him was Sasha, dressed in a white satin sleeveless dress which flowed down her toes. They both walked towards Mrs Clyde who was sitting alongside Aunt Susan and two middle aged women. “Where is baby Ryette?” Aunt Susan asked almost immediately. “Oh, he's with Ryan. He's taken a liking for the baby so much and he wouldn't let anyone come close,” Mrs Clyde related with a smile. The women laughed and Aunt Susan smiled. “That's his first nephew, you should let him be,” she remarked and they all laughed again. Ryker's face pulled into a frown as he walked away from the table where the women were seated. “What's wrong?” Sasha asked, throwing her hair behind her shoulders.
His alluringly soothing voice was heard, singing rhymes to the baby as they both took a walk in the garden. It was a perfect afternoon and the atmosphere was cool and mild. Baby Ryette, dressed in a black pinafore shorts and white facecap was seen in Ryan's arms as they took a shade under a tree in the garden. Anna was also seen walking behind them, holding a small basket. She spread a picnic cloth on the green grass and Ryan placed the baby on it. “Can he sit yet?” He asked, trying to make him sit. “Yes, he can sit for a while,” Anna replied with excitement. “Ta-da,” Ryan said happily as baby Ryette sat on the grass, and a few set of toys were placed before him. He laid on the grass, watching the baby play. His heart engrossed with emotions and his lips broadened with a smile. He doesn't know this feeling he was getting with the baby. It was a kind of different feeling which he couldn't explain. Ever since he set eyes on baby Ryette, it felt like Samantha was back in
Ken pulled Sophia into the room and shut the door behind her. He watched her pull away from him and she walked over to the window angrily. “Babe, stop it. Our big day is close, and you shouldn't give yourself a headache,” he said tenderly as he walked closer to her. “I hate Ryan so much. Look what he did out there? In front of the family?! Oh, that's crazy. I shouldn't have told him about Vanessa's death, oh!” She lamented with her hand running into her hair. Ken paused for a moment, staring at her. “You..you know something about Vanessa's death?” He asked. She looked up quickly and made a face. “Um..no, um..I mean, I shouldn't have informed him about her death. Look what he did out there, accusing Ryker of killing both Vanessa and Samantha,” she scoffed. He sighed and sat on the armchair close to the window. “Is there something I need to know about your family?” He asked seriously as he looked deep into her eyes. “Ken, come on. Ryan is sick!” She laughed, shaking her h
“You look so great, baby,” Ryker teased, watching Sasha brush her long hair in front of the mirror. “Thanks, love. I'm just nervous, knowing Aunt Susan is out there. She gives me the shrills,” Sasha lamented with a sigh. “She's got nothing on you. Don't be scared. As soon as Sophia's wedding is over, I'll let the whole family know of my intention to marry you,” he said, walking towards her. She made a face and turned to look at him. “We..we never really talked about marriage,” she said with a scoff. “I know,” he said, taking hold of her hands. “But I want you to be my bride,” he said with a smile. “Ryker.. it's too early for such..people..,” she tried to speak. “Shh,” he hushed her with his finger on her red lips. “Sas, I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” he said softly while looking into her beautiful round eyes. “Ryker, I..,” she tried to speak but was interrupted by loud voices from outside the building. “What's going on?” Ryker asked, walking to the wind
It was dim as he walked into the room. He could see her silhouette standing by the window side. “Ryker,” he heard her frail voice calling. “Mother,” he responded calmly. Standing beside her, he took a clear view of her face which was adorned with makeup. She was stunningly dressed in a black velvet dress with a sharp cape neckline. “Where have you been?” He asked grumpily. “Been out with Mr Daren,” she replied with a voice void of emotions. He made a face as he looked at her abruptly. “You've been fucking that lawyer again!!” He slammed, his grey eyes flamed with fury. “Yes, and everything I'm doing is for you, Ryker. I'm giving up my body, my dignity, my peace of mind and my mental health, all for you, my son,” she spoke with a shaky voice brewing emotions. “Mother, just stop!” He voiced out angrily with his hands raised. “Look what they did, Ryker. It's clear Mark never liked you. You saw what he did with his will. If we weren't able to manipulate our way to the compa
The baby naming ceremony was conducted soon after Samantha was laid to rest. The next day, the whole family was seated for the reading of Mr Clyde's Will. Ryan was still absent, but the reading commenced anyway. In the large living room was Sophia, seated beside her fiance Ken. Ryker and Sasha were also spotted sitting together on the next couch. Opposite them was Mrs Clyde and Claris, while Aunt Susan sat on a single sofa with her legs crossed elegantly. The lawyer, a middle aged man in his fifties, was sitting on the middle couch, preparing his files. Everyone listened attentively as the lawyer read out the will diligently. “The landed properties, beach club, and real estate both in Zurich and in the United States will be inherited by my only surviving sister, Susan,” the lawyer read out. A warm smile appeared on Aunt Susan's lips and she could see Sophia smiling at her. Mrs Clyde forced a smile on her lips as her eyes met with Aunt Susan. Ryker's face hardened and he took