It was a beautiful bright day, full of sun and butterflies but deep inside of her, Lucianda Castos felt nothing. She was neither cold nor hot, and even though she had wished for a certain numbness, she felt none of that as she stood on that open spot with a blank expression, watching the events around her.
Even when she saw them placing her husband’s body in the grave, she felt removed from the emotions around her.
She was not numbed from feeling, she was just indifferent because at long last, she really did not care about anything except her son!
Thinking of her beloved five year old son, a fleeting expression passed behind Lucianda’s eyes but from past lessons, she quickly masked it even though there was none around to see it.
Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she glanced to her left and met the sympathetic eyes of her staff.
“It’s done, Mrs. Castos, we can now go home.” He told her softly.
Lucianda wanted to laugh out loud when she heard him referring to that cold lifeless museum as home but she knew it would be a hysterical laughter so she controlled herself and just gave a short nod.
Escorting her to the car, the servant held her arms respectively while everyone around gave her a sympathetic look as they passed.
Lucianda knew the few people present at her husband’s funeral would think she was desolated because she was mourning her husband.
‘If only they knew how far from the truth that was, she’s sure they would all be scandalised.’ Imagining their expressions, she wanted to give that welling laughter a chance but knowing they would all assume it was out of pain for her husband, she shoved the emotion deep down her throat.
Dead or not, she would not give Alex Castos that satisfaction. Knowing him, he is probably laughing in his grave right now, thinking he has won over her emotions. Lies! All lies.
You won nothing Alex and I will prove it to you. I will prove it to the whole world.
Lucianda vowed as she allowed the servant to help her into the awaiting limousine.
Before going out of sight, she glanced out of the window and was not surprised to see the few people who came for the funeral helping themselves to the snacks provided at the tent outside.
She had not involved herself in any of the plans for the funeral but she had made one stipulation - No one is allowed to come to the house.
She knew Alex was not a friendly man, so of course, he had few friends, and she knew none of them really cared about him.
But even if they did, she really did not care. She wanted none of them in the house. They expect her to mourn his death? Fine, she will.
But in her own way, by locking herself in the house and burning every picture she ever had with Alex, even their wedding pictures!
Tonight, she wants to start with the business of erasing Alex Castos out of her life.
And this, as his widow, will be her own gift to him as a farewell.
*****
Dismissing the servant at the door, Lucianda calmly went up the stairs with the mind to drop her purse in her bedroom and then take a quick peek at her son who should be sleeping.
She had purposely made them put the funeral in the evening so her son could be spared of any unpleasant necessity. He had gone through a lot this last month since the demise of his father and it’s only now he is getting over it with the constant assurance and love from his Mum.
Walking into the only spacious space that’s a sanctuary for her in the whole house, Lucianda released a breath of relief upon seeing her neatly made room.
Dropping her purse on the bureau, she took a quick glance at the mirror and then turned for the door, but abruptly, she stopped.
Turning slowly to her right, she blinked repeatedly before giving a loud scream.
Moving swiftly like a wind, the shadow was beside her in a moment. covering her mouth with a large hand.
Grinning wickedly down at her, he asked in an amused voice. “Hello Mrs. Castos, don’t tell me you are not glad to see me?”
Opening the eyes she had closed in fear, Lucianda glanced up and when she saw the face grinning down at her, she could not help it. She promptly fainted!
Surprised by this reaction, the shadow glanced down at the unconscious woman in his arms.
‘Who would have thought his presence would provoke such a powerful reaction? Hmm! There must be more to this than I thought.’ The shadow concluded as he calmly put the woman on the bed. Then he walked to her door and flipped the lock.
‘She will not be attending to anyone for now anyways, not in her present position.’ He justified his action as he walked back to the room.
Taking a seat on the chair he had occupied earlier, he kept his gaze on the bed and waited.
Feeling heaviness behind her eyes, Lucianda tried to resist the temptation to open her eyes. She really did not know why, but her instinct was telling her she might not like the outcome.
Disoriented, she went still on the bed trying to buy time. Gradually regaining her senses, she listened for sound and when there was none, she slightly opened her eyes.
Before she could take a breath of relief, from the corner of her eyes, she felt more than saw the quiet figure on the chair, and from all indications, he seemed to be silently waiting for something.
Maybe waiting for her to wake up? Closing her eyes quickly without making a sound, she pretended to be asleep.
Too late, the figure detected the slight movement. Rising on his feet, he strode leisurely to the side of the bed and bending his head, he placed a soft kiss on her lips. Lucianda felt fire on her lips.
Discarding all thoughts of pretence, Lucianda’s brown eyes snapped open, shocked by his audacity.
“Welcome back, Mrs. Castos.” He greeted with a benign smile.
“How dare you, how dare you take advantage of an unconscious woman?” Luci was righteously indignant.
“You woke up just now before I came to the bed, so, drop the unconscious woman act. As for the other part, have you forgotten, my dear Mrs. Lucianda? I dared because I can dare anything.” He told her coldly.
Unable to say anything to that, Lucianda closed her mouth grimly. Ignoring him, she kept her gaze somewhere behind his head.
“I am sorry I scared you just now, that was not my intention.” He told her softly and Lucianda looked at him in wonder.
The audacity of this man will never stop amazing her.“Really? You mean you expect people to laugh and dance when you sneak into their house and their bedroom?” She asked sarcastically.“Oh no, I did not sneak, at least not to the house. Your butler allowed me into the house after I showed him the message you sent asking me to wait for you at the house, and when he offered me a glass of water, I accepted and after making sure he was gone, I sneaked into your bedroom without any of the servants seeing me. He must probably have assumed I left already.” He explained with a careless shrug.Luci blinked severally. ‘Message? What message?’ She thought confusedly.“When did I send you a message, mister?” She asked coldly.“You might not have sent it but it was in your name. I have my way around these things, you know?&r
Few minutes later, Lucianda got a beep on her mobile, removing the phone from her bag to read the message, she froze.“This will be the last time you will walk away from me when I am talking to you, Lucianda Castos. Next time, I might not be so forgiving.”The message had no name and Lucianda did not have the contact on her list, but she knew. It was from that person, Prince Hakeem. The text was so straightforward that she did not have to think twice about the sender.Obviously, getting her private number was not hard for an influential person like Hakeem and he has no hesitation in making her know it.Wondering if there was nowhere the man could not penetrate, Lucianda wanted to scream.Assuring herself it would not do any good to be publicly dramatic, Luci entered her car and as the driver drove away, she decided to channel the anger a
Hearing his voice now brought Lucianda back to the present and she gave a shudder.“Police? You amaze me, Lucianda, and I believe you should know better.” He tsk tsk in a voice that’s still heavy with humour.What he was telling her was to stop fooling around. Of course there was no police department in the country that was willing to mess with the likes of Hakeem. His power was beyond the city that it reached far beyond the shores of London and his neighboring countries.Messing with someone like Prince Hakeem would be like asking for the third World War to happen. The police department was aware of this and even the State House knew it.He might not be occupying any public seat, but Hakeem was the Prince of a powerful Emirate, therefore his connections were solid.“What I know is that your presence in my life is
Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, Lucianda told herself not to pay attention to him. At least, not until she found out the game he was playing.“Hello Prince Hakeem, you wanted to see me?” If he isn’t going to behave, then she will show him how to have some manners.Knowing she just took a dig of courtesy at him, Hakeem winced. Then with a laugh, he conceded her point.“Please come in, Mrs. Castos, I am sorry for my ill manners.” He softly apologised as he opened the door more widely in welcome.“It will not be your first time.” Lucianda murmured with a sugar coated smile that was so fake, it was obvious as she entered the big hall.But in the next moment she almost stumbled in surprise. Contrary to her thoughts, Prince Hakeem’s home is so warm and welcoming, she blinked in surprise.Having expected something else from his home judging by his cold attitudes, Lucianda was surprised to see that the interior of his home was just as beautiful and breathtaking as the exterior.‘Who
Lucianda knew she was not looking good, and there was no saying what would happen if she walked into the house the way she was.Her son was a very intelligent young man and there was no way she would avoid his questions if he should see her before she could get to her room.Keenly observant and smart, he would definitely notice there was something amiss. Close to his mother, he was emotionally attuned to her feelings.Deciding it might be best to while away the time somewhere else till she could get herself under control, Lucianda knocked on the cabbie’s partition to talk to the driver.Telling him to take her to a favorable country park, Lucianda leant back to start the process of composing her emotions.Only then could she ponder on all that had happened and decided on her next line of action.A few minutes later, Lucianda came down from the taxi and after paying the cabbie man, she walked around the park before taking a seat beside a lonely looking boy.Lost in her thoughts, she pa
Seeing that he must be one of those souls hard to convince once their minds are made up, Luci gave a loud sigh as they resumed their walk.Sam finally looked at her. “Are you sad again?” His brow was pinched worriedly.“Yes. I am sad because you don’t want to be my friend.” She told him as they entered the restaurant opposite the park.Following her to a table by the window, Sam was quiet as she gave their orders, but immediately the waitress left, he glanced at her.“I don’t mean to make you sad and I don’t mind being your little friend.” He told her.“Little friend? Aha aha, you are a big man, bro.” She told him playfully with a roll of her eyes.Sam laughed so joyously, the other diners turned to smile affectionately at them.“You are so funny, ma’am.” He said with another dose of laughter.“Okay, let’s compromise, Sam.” Luci told him with a serious face.He stopped laughing so suddenly it was as if a switch was put off.“Compromise?” He asked in a puzzled tone.“Yes. I really don’
Dropping Lucianda’s hand as they got to a rickety door, Sam raised his hand to push the door, just as it opened. Lucianda really could not say who was the most surprised. Lucianda, Sam or the sick looking tiny woman facing them. Looking closely at her face, Lucianda saw it was so red it was not normal. Intuitively, she knew the woman had been crying. ‘For the husband that left her five years ago or for something else?’ Luci wondered with some surprise. “Oh Sammie, Sammie, why are you doing this to me? Do you know how tiredly I have walked round the area looking for you? I thought you had been kidnapped.” The woman finally explained the reason behind her tears as more water rolled down her eyes. Glad to know her tears had not been for that loser of a husband that left her, Lucianda nevertheless felt some guilt. She had monopolised Sammie’s time, therefore, the fault was hers. But before she could interject, Sammie ran to hug his mum. “I am sorry, mum, but I told you before, anyt
Working into the small cafe half an hour later, Lucianda went directly to the customer’s counter to ask of the boss.Laura was bringing out a tray of meals for a customer when her boss ran to her. He almost fell the tray she was holding in his eagerness to talk to her.“What are you doing, Laura?” He cried nervously.Wondering if the boss was trying to scold her for something she had done, Laura took a step backward. Her boss could sometimes be mean in his words and actions.“I was going to serve a customer, sir.” She answered quietly.“Serve a customer? But why?” He asked in a fearful tone.Wondering if her boss was having a fever, Laura answered slowly.“Because it’s my job?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.“Yea yea, your job but not when your sister is here to see you. It will not reflect well on us.” He was anxious as he took the tray from her lifeless fingers.“My sister is here?” Laura wanted to add, ‘But I don’t have a sister?’“Yes and she is waiting for you right now in the