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CHAPTER FIVE; HELPLESSCHRISTODIAWhen I came to, I was on a bed. There were no blood stains on me or the dress I was wearing. I signed, thinking it was all dream but I quickly realized it wasn't as my stomach hurt when I tried to sit. I was in a white dress which wasn't mine, which I wasn't wearing previously.Gradually, everything that had happened came crushing down on me and I screamed. A door bust opened and Kwame came in. he looked around as if trying to identify the danger before his eyes fell on me. Does he know he is the danger? He came towards and started checking me for injuries before asking what was wrong."You," I responded. "You are wrong. You killed someone. You shot the guyā¦ I saw itā¦ you killed himā¦" I looked at him with teary wide eyes and he looked at me as if I was describing the weather to him. He wore a blank face."Yes, I killed him so what? He was hitting have you forgotten that part?" He questioned."But you killed. The police are going to come after youā¦ you killed someone.""Babe, I'm untouchable. I pay the police well to look the other way. You have no idea of who I'm." and with that he got up from the bed.'I'm going outside for a bit, I will be right back and you my girl, you should finish the meal I have prepared for you.' He pointed at something and I turned to look at it. It was rice and groundnut soup. 'Finish it or you won't like what will happen next.' He left.I didn't need to be told twice. I ate the food. My tears won't stop flowing. This is what my life has come to. God, why me? I know what I did wasn't good but this is too much of a punishment for a one-night stand. I wept once again.After eating, I went to the kitchen to wash the plates and then went back to bed. All thoughts of escaping have disappeared. My focus now is to stay alive. Yes, that is my main aim. To stay alive. I had to come up with a plan.According to all the story books and movies I have watched about dangerous people, they seem to like submissiveness, so I guess I would have to obey his every whim until he gets tired of me gradually.Or, I could do that until I have won his trust and then escape. That is a brilliant plan. I am going to make him trust me and then, when he lowers his guard, I will escape.I should prove my wealth and pave the way to his heart. I got up. "There is something I can do in this house, yes, I should cook and clean." I looked round the house but it was spotlessly clean.I went down to the kitchen area; it was also clean. I mean clean; no food stuffs nothing. This place looks a house nobody uses. Well, what did I expect? I'm probably in one of his many houses somewhere in the middle of nowhere.I pepped through the windows and I was right.The house looked like it was in the middle of nowhere. There were trees all-round the compound. It stretched far and wide. There should be a wall but I guess it behind all those trees.As the day went by and the night sets in, I saw light somewhere down the hill, which confirmed by suspicion that the house was on a high hill.Probably, a mountain because all the little lights I can see seems to be far below. If it is, then I just have run down. Even if it will take me a day, I will be able to get to the city.I could also spot some guards going up and down the place. They were about five but I will have to go the other end to confirm it. Who knows, there maybe more.As I was looking through the window, I a car come up the hill. Right, there is definitely a road. I watched as it stopped outside the house and the monster come down from it. I hurried up to the bedroom I was in and laid on the bed.Sitting up on the bed, I looked at him as he entered the room. He smiled at me when he saw me and I smiled back."Welcome back home."He looked surprised but then said, "whatever you are planning to do, you better stop."I just smiled. I have to play this well. Of course, he wouldn't be convinced if I change suddenly. I have to play this well."I just smiled backā¦ you smiled first. Iā¦ am not pā¦planning aā¦anything." I managed to say."Well," he held me then kissed me fully on the lips as he said "I like it. I think it will be good to hear that every time I come home. Not bad. Not bad at all" he said smiling down at me. Did I mention that he was tall?"I will do anything you say. I will be docile and obey your every command. Just don't hurt me, okay?" I tried to sound as earnest as possible.He looked at me and asked if I was serious and I said yes. He then dragged me to towards the bed and then, sat down with his legs wide open."Make me feel good, dear." He said whiles looking at me with expectant eyes.I got the hint and so I did. I got down on my knees and made him feel good. Even though I was a little bit clumsy, I got the hand of it and did it with his guidance. What I wasn't prepare for was his load in my mouth. He held my jaw as if daring me to spit it out. But, I didn't. I swallowed it quickly so as to not even think about it."Good girl. For that I will give you a reward. Tell me whatever you want and I will make it happen."Well, that was easy, but I didn't know what to say. Among all the things I wanted, he leaving me alone, topped it all but, saying that was a bad move. He has already told me he wasn't going to let me go, ever. And I don't want to test his patience. He killed a man without blinking an eye, I should be careful.'Can I speak to my father?'He looked like he was considering it. It was actually a reasonable request and so he agreed. I was given my phone. God, I have missed my phone. It's amazing how the little device that has been placed in my psalms looked like a savior right now but I knew this was a test to see if I would call just my father or someone else. I called my father.This man was shocked I was actually calling him. He said I should focus on my man and let him and the rest of my family be. It turns out that Kwame has indeed sorted my family out. He has given them a huge amount of money as my bride prize and has forgiven and forgotten the previous debts.I realized then that, I have been sold. But do I stay with this beast just because my father owes him? I mean I don't owe this guy anything. It's my dad that owes him not me.Nonetheless, I know that there is no way out now because my whole family is now indebted to this guy and if I did escape, my entire family will be hunted down and probably gunned down just like that man. I mean he didn't even show a bit of remorse when he killed him. I am officially this man's property.CHAPTER SIX:EMPRESSI watched as a young girl of about nineteen walked into my office. It wasn't really an office more of a bedroom but I like calling it that. She didn't look confident in what she about to do but I would take care of that soon. I knew why she was here and why she was fidgeting with her clothes."Do you want a drink?" I asked, like the lady I am(not)."No, please," said the girl. She looked a little bit scared though she had a determined look on her pretty face. She was so young and I knew the perverted men I work with would pounce on her the moment they see her. I had no idea why these grown ass men loved having girls half their age. Some of these girls could even be their granddaughters.The answer she gave was a wrong answer. I went over to her slowly, like a lion stalking its prey. And I loved that scarred look she gave me even though she was trying to look brave.I have no time to sympathies with the likes like her. I have seen a lot of her type. All they want
CHAPTER SEVEN: Kwame AgyapongI watch Christodia as she went about her duties. She is trying to behave like a good wife even though I can see that it is weighing her down. I mean, I understand the need for one to be free. Believe me I do. It is a basic human need but she of all people can't have that.I wanted to chase her like every responsible gentleman out there, but once I had her that night, all the patience I had vanished. She is like the only water that can quench my thirst and I am always thirsty for her.I don't know what made her come unto me like that that night but, I thank the heavens I was the one she chose to try whatever she had in mind. If it was another man that had had the unfortunate luck to take her, I would have committed another countless murder.When my father handed over his life works to me, I wasn't happy. I have been able to establish businesses for myself and I didn't need his own burden. Nevertheless, that all changed when he showed me her file. I didn't
Please keep the votes coming. ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøSeducing a man is not difficulty. With my body and seductive nature, there hasn't been a man that has ever refused me and there won't ever be one. Because look at me, I'm the epitome of beauty, many women wish to have my body and the men go crazy over me. But tonight, the one I have my eyes on is a woman. A beautiful, influential and wealthy woman who is a married woman. Her name is Vivian, Vivian Forkuo. Seducing a woman is not new to me so I know I will succeed especially because the husband is a business man who doesn't have time for her. If a man approaches her, she will put her guard up but if a woman does, she might lower her guard and I needed it lowered.I watched like a hawk since I entered this party house. I was biding my time and when I knew the time was right, I approached her when she was alone. She was on a balcony drinking wine all alone. She was wearing a nice red dress that accentuated her curves perfectly. But, even her back hun
CHAPTER NINE: Kwame AgyapongI have had the misfortune of meeting an annoying girl. I met her at Godfread's place. Even though she is pretty, she is way below my girl. No one can compare to my sweetheart. She is one in a million.I wanted to kill the girl the second time I meet her at a function, but she proved to be quite influential and so I have putting it on hold for now. She surprisingly has links with big men in the country. Since she has proven to be resourceful, I will use her to get some links and later dispose her.I haven't killed anyone since that incident at my house. I am trying to be good for her. She is really turning me into a decent guy. Something I am not and had never planned on being. But now it seems I am always trying to prove to her that I can be a better man even when she isn't around. This is how much I love her But for this annoying girl, I will definitely kill when the time comes. she is alive because she is useful. She managed to connect an influencer who
Please vote. And a big thank you to everyone for reading. Happy reading ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøCHAPTER TEN ChristodiaI have been living with this guy for five months, and I think I'm I am in love with my captor. No, it is just Stockholm syndrome. I seem to wait anxiously for his return every day. And whenever I see his face, I get excited for no reason. Whenever I remember our love makings, I seem to feel a tingling feeling in my stomach. I hate myself for this but I really look forward to his love making every time he is near. I guess it is because he is excellent in that departure.'Christodia, you are crazy'. This is what has become my marathon whenever I giggle like a teenager who is in love. This happens when I think of him and as a result I smile when I see him. I have tried to stop myself from feeling anything for him but I have failed miserably. I hate myself that I no longer what to escape from him. In fact, I wish to be near him every time. I need time to get away and get my thought
Thank you for reading ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø please vote too. Love you ššššChapter eleven: the escapeCHRISTODIA What do I do? I can't go back to my family; I might put them in danger and I can't go back to him. I am pregnant and should be thinking of my baby too. I must run away. I turn to look at the driver and he was on the phone, probably giving him updates of where I am and what I'm doing. This is my last chance of escaping. If I don't do it now, I might never be able to leave.It was as if for once God was on my side, one of the children playing the football broke his leg there and then and screamed. His mother, I am sure, rushed to his side and a couple of people also gather around. Soon, there was a crowd gathering around the boy and I joined. Making sure that I had successful minded with the crowd, I moved towards another end of the park and snatched a dark fur coat from one of the benches there and put it on. Some passer byers were also moving towards the scene, I successfully m
CHAPTER TWELVE: CHRISTODIAIt's been three years since I left Kwame Agyapong's side. I made sure not to look for him or do anything that will expose my where about to him. I avoided every news that had to do with him. He could be dead for all I care. I needed to move on and keeping taps on him will not help me. In fact, it wasn't easy at first, there was this constant battle within me. I so wanted to go back to him because I have become used to having him by my side every night. Most at times, at night, I will cry for him and in the morning, I will be angry with myself for crying over him. I had my child to think of. I took it one day at a time but gradually I was able to sleep without crying. Maryrose told me about her auntie in Sandema and there is where I went to have my baby. I had a baby boy who is the splitting image of his father. Maybe he became the replica of his father because I thought so much of him during my pregnancy, but I adore my boy. I would give my life for him.
Chapter 13: foundKwame AgyapongI never knew my prayers have been answered and that the answer I was fervently praying for was right under my nose. I smiled as I stared at the picture I was holding. It was a picture of my girl and our son. How I knew the boy was mine? Simple he was me. I mean looking at him was like looking at my childhood picture. The resembles was shocking. The only thing he took from his mother was his diastema. That was all he took from his mother. The boy was a younger version of me. My dad will be so happy. The three of us together will look like one of those Russian dolls. I smiled once again. I have found you Christodia.It was one business client of mine, who called to ask about a certain boy in one of magazines. He wanted the boy to model for his children clothing's and he wanted advice on how to market his brand and we ended up talking about the boy, which I didn't know was even mine.I asked my secretary to bring me a copy of that particular school magaz