That day even the students could tell their instructor was having the best if not one of the best days of his life. The training was fun, no yelling and those deep personal speeches he used in them to remind them of why God gave them the gift of dancing and how they needed to use it to the maximum, his moves were flowless and perhaps he didn't realize this but they only practiced on love songs. It was evident the great Frank Tazz had his heart stolen by a sexy damsel because they knew he couldn't have settled for less.And all that begged one question, who one earth was she? They were however not in a hurry to know because he was going to tell them. Human beings are social creatures and most of the time we can't resist the urge to share the good things that are happening to us...that's why social media is full of happy pictures of people on vacations and trips abroad and rarely those that depict suffering or lack of enough."Am leaving early today. You guys put into practice everythin
Yellow golden rays of the sun penetrated through the sheath of the alternating black and blue silk curtains, the melodies from birds outside and the fresh air hitting her nostrils woke up Elsie that morning. She slowly opened her eyes, lying on a king sized bed in the lonely fetus position with her elbows bracing her knee caps, under the white sheets with a net stand above it. Her husband was sound asleep behind her back. Between them a barrier of pillows. She exhaled lazily. Twenty three years of age and she was already stressed out, visible by the wrinkles and acne on her beautiful face, swelling under her eyelids. The Berlin wall of pillows was not always there. There was a time when the two slept cuddling each other. That was before he proposed and she agreed to move in with him. She sat up to have a good look at him. Lewis Woodley was looking handsome as usual, then there was that uncontrollable urge to touch him. Her hand moved but she froze not sure whether it was a good idea
Lewis was once a one-stop man for Elsie. When their love was novel he made her feel like she could get everything she wanted in a man in him. He had all those qualities that turned her on besides money and his remarkable prowess under the sheets he was funny, smart, considerate and caring and above all loving- he reminded her how much she meant to him every chance he got and complemented her hair, dress code, cooking among other small things that melted her heart and she reciprocated the same by trying to be the best a one-stop woman for him. Nothing but the best.With the sudden change he was none of those things she wanted and fell in love with. Lewis was like a politician who made a lot promises during campaign and ended up fulfilling none once he got in office instead he put up a few white elephant projects. Unlike the politician though, he had rounded off everything to money and what it can do. She complained about boredom he got her a personal assistant. For what? He was throwin
After lunch at the five star, world renown Westbrook resort the girls would later go on to a shopping spree in town. Again, not Elsie's intention but you'll be a fool to underestimate Bella's persuasion skills. She knew how to get anything from her best friend. It was six in the evening when the girls went to their different directions. The driver dropped Elsie to club Scorpion where she was waiting on Lewis for their date before he was instructed to drop off Bella at her place.Fun fact or rather an annoying one, Elsie did not get a chance to talk to her best friend about her boring sex life with Lewis. So, what are some friends for?Elsie was officially back to being lonely. It's said, a problem shared is half solved. She had no one to tell her problems. Maybe her mother who always had the same answer..."I have told you more than a dozen times my daughter. Marriage is about sacrifices, you went into that relationship with a fifty percent deficit...""And am supposed to offer fifty
Lewis Woodley. He woke up furious. He was feeling what Elsie was used to feeling every morning she woke up all alone on a six by six bed, lonely, sad, angry and regretting. In Swahili they say: mkuki Kwa nguruwe mtamu Kwa na binadamu mchungu. Do unto others what you'd want them to do unto you. Whoever said that should have made a billboard out of it_ spearing a pig for sport is so fun until the same spear pierces the human, it's very painful. There is always no fun in getting others do what we do to them, especially when it’s mean.Even after he stood her up the previous night Lewis expected her to come home and act as if nothing happened. He did not want to touch her and he also did not anyone else to. Kind of confusing but that’s how he saw it. Call him what you want but Lewis felt like there was nothing wrong with that."Good morning everyone!" He said walking downstairs in a pair of grey cotton shorts and a matching grey T-shirt with the words, "Wife can be from the village but car
Elsie and her driver did not exchange a word with each other. But when they got to the busy CBD of Westbrook city they eventually had to talk yet the two were scared of each other. Elsie was scared the driver had definitely already set her up. She had not called Lewis or his brothers back and she was ignoring their calls. As for the driver, whether he continued to work for the Woodley’s or not it all depended on Elsie. How she was going to get herself out of that mess."Mum...""Take to me to Bella's, has anyone called you?" Elsie asked confidently, behind the confidence was a scared little girl at the driver's feet begging for mercy. How was she going to face her mother if their marriage failed because of her? Where she came from it was always a man’s fault. "No, they can't call because I switched my phone off"She took a sigh of relief. One thing remained. Making sure he kept quiet. But how? It was hard if not impossible to keep him shut. Blackmail was a situation she never wanted t
elsie was caught off guard. she was not expecting lewis to show up flunked by joe due to his stubbornness. the fact that he agreed to be patronized by joe meant he really wanted her back. which made her teeny tiny guilt worse than it was. for close to a minute or two joe had said nothing to her. he was looking through the window and the silence was having a toll on elsie. she respected him, everyone in the family did, apart from lewis of course but joe was among the few individuals she could talk to openly. they clicked the moment she moved in. "it's a beautiful neighborhood isn't it?" he asked turning around to face elsie. she was fidgeting with curiosity."yeah, it's good""you know why am here elsie please, make it easier for me" that was his opening line, joe would have been a successful politician if he ever ran for office, "my brother is a hard nut to crack, he is inconsiderate, doesn't trust anyone, thinks he is better than everyone and an egomaniac but behind al
It was the longest she had even taken walking from the east wing of the Woodley mansion to the north which was where George's office and bedroom were. The other three wings were divided among the sons with a common dining and living rooms at the center. The aerial view of the mansion looked like some sort of a cross. Each wing had a minimum of five bedrooms, one master with its own bathroom and a walk in wardrobe, a kitchen and a living room of its own. The other thing they shared was the gym room, library and music room. She stood in silence behind that well varnished mahogany door for a minute, took a deep breath and went for the Knock but she couldn't. Elsie retracted her hand. She had only heard the stories about how bad a summon from George could be and she was moments away from having her first experience of it. "Ready when you are Elsie!" George said.A blood curdling shock hit through her entire body. She had no idea he could see him from inside. "You can