CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER SEVEN: Kwame Agyapong

I 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