He took her to the bathroom, bathed her as usual, but said nothing to her. He also ordered her to stay quiet when she tried to apologize for the umpteenth time. After the bath, he carried her back to the dressing room and walked away.
She put on a pair of pajamas because it was night already. She didn't see him until in the room, but she found food on the table. She devoured the delicious-looking rich seafood tomato stew and rice.
Then she walked to the bedroom door and found it locked.
She heard the key in the lock and hurriedly returned to the bed.
Michael entered, leaned against the door, and just stared at her, handsome as he was intimidating as usual
She returned his gaze but could not withstand it, so she looked down at her feet.
THE NEXT DAY Zee and Michael were in San Jonas. Michael brought her home himself. She stayed silent and sad all through their trip. He didn't try to cheer her up either. Her parents were informed that it was a one-month family holiday time because he was going on training for his Company and that she missed them and didn't want to be alone. Zee and Michael maintained the outward appearance of the mutuality of true lovers, to back up their explanation during the family dinner. She carried Israel and played with him. He was growing. His feet were firm on the ground as he pranced about the house. He liked Michael carrying him. Michael spent the night at her home instead of the Eagle Hotel because her parents insisted. He stayed in Zee's bedroom. She remained sullen as he pored through her album, smiling at her pictures, especially the ones when she was a baby and the much younger versions of herself, from when she was plain
In the following days, Zee found herself staying at home. There was no restriction, but she didn't feel like she wanted to go out and get high or anything. She stayed home, took care of Israel in her parent's absence, and cooked. Her parents were surprised at her culinary skills. She told them that she learned from the cook back at Kawood. They praised her. She told them that Michael had encouraged her to learn. They didn't have to know that he had forced her. They didn't need to know. Besides, she was happy that she could now cook. She even helped her dad with his tie when they all had to attend International Museums Day. Her parents were impressed. She told them that Michael had taught her. It pleased them. She took a day to visit Inara and hang out with her. She didn't mention the truth about her one-month stay in San Jonas. Inara was happy about the holiday. She missed Zee. Inara also told her that the date for the high school reunion part
By the time the party came to an end, it was 8:00 pm and everyone was leaving the premises in different vehicles. Outside, the night sky glowed with bright city lights. Zee and Inara said goodbye to each other and started towards their respective cars. The route to Zee's place cut through a mountainous path that could be quite lonely. A heavy feeling took over her as she entered her truck and started it. She hated that route, but it was a shortcut that saved her one hour minus the night traffic. A sudden feeling of sorrow took over her mind. Her heart sunk, her spirit heavy. She explained it away as heartbreak because thoughts of Michael had started flooding her mind. She picked up her phone and dialed his line, knowing he would not pick, up to but hoping he would. She called twice. He di
Inara continued with her explanation. "Look, like Zee says, it's probably coincidental. We were hanging out at her place and played the game. We gave each other a dare and the game forced us to do it." "Tell me about your dares?" Cassy demanded, impatience evident in her seething voice. "I dared Zee to contact the guy who took her virginity and beg him to marry her. The guy turned out to be Michael." "Damn it!" Cassy swore. "I see where the history lesson is coming from." "Yes. That's why she ruined your wedding. It was the game that forced her to do that, but everything turned out quite okay because Michael had always loved her." "Shut up." Cassy snapped. "I didn't ask you all that. Just tell me what your dare was."
Michael was furious as he dressed up. He hadn't exactly left Elizabeth without security. He had kept one of his men to tail her, but keep his distance. He felt that since she was in San Jonas, there would be no real threat to her. Gosh! He had messed up big time. If anything bad happened to her, he would not be able to forgive himself. He had already called his men and told them to get ready. His head of security was already talking to their cartel branch in San Jonas. It was funny how these things worked. Every bad guy had a superior and the superiors were connected to Dons. Only men like him had the slim chance of calling off the kind of crime being committed. He finished wearing a dark blazer over dark fitted jeans and hurried out of the room. Sitting at the backseat of the car as Marcus drove with mad speed down the quiet express road, he called Lemuel and told him not to bother coming out as he would handle everything. Lemu
Outside the Cabin, at a small distance, Michael and his entourage parked by the express. Morning fog slightly blurred the air. As the backseat was opened for him, the guard told him not to bother as they would handle everything. "That's my wife." Michael said, pulling out his gun and getting off the car. "Thanks, but I won't sit here." All the other men were outside and at Michael's signal, they poured towards the cabin on foot. In a matter of minutes, they had the cabin surrounded. Inside the room where the hostages were, their captors had gone impatient. "Your husbands are not communicating." Sam's partner said through gritted teeth. "Maybe we need to send footage of one part of your bodies missing. Perhaps they need such violent motivation." Zee and Inara begged with their eyes, struggling and grunting with great efforts that merely shifted their seats slightly. They could not utter any words or cry out because by now, the guys had
Cassy waited on the bench, refusing to give up, even though thirty minutes had elapsed since she last heard from Violet May. She repeatedly tapped her foot on the floor while frequently checking the time on her wrist watch. Unable to wait any longer, she rose to her feet and gave the door a knock. "What is going on?" She asked. "Go away." Came Violet's voice from inside. "What?" Cassy was perplexed. "Go away." "I've wasted my time here. And you say I should just go away? "Yes." "Are you even for real?" "Just go away. I am having mood swings."
ONE WEEK LATER In an elegantly dressed hall, dinner guests seated around intercontinental dish-filled tables with sparkling wine filled glasses, admired the occupants on the stage. The occupants were Michael, Lemuel and their spouses. The four were dressed in dinner outfits as well. Lights flashed as photographers took pictures of the four. A large projector on stage displayed the theme of the event which showed that Michael and Lemuel's collaboration had come to fruition. The event was the grand opening ceremony of the business they had opened in San Jonas. It was an event center with a wine depot on the side. Michael owned the depot and Lemuel owned the even