LOGINA year later Susan felt that she had rebuilt her life. She had dedicated herself to her work at Lobby Steels and expanded the company into new markets, doubling its profits. She had hired a therapist to deal with the feelings of betrayal and abandonment. Susan had even gotten back to dating, with a new sense of self-worth.She had become an ambassador for victims of domestic violence, who spoke up for their lives to let others know what they were going through and that they were not alone. Her life was going well and she was getting more love letters everyday.Except for one thing, she couldn't forgive Steve.She had walked up to him once to confront him on why he did what he did and completely destroyed her life. He said that he was weak, selfish and his biggest mistake was ever falling in love with her."I'm sorry, Susan," he said, tears streaming down his face, "I'm so, so sorry."But forgiveness was not in Susan's cards, and she walked away from him to serve his prison sentence ju
The news came out the next morning, when Steve Parker, who is a well-known businessman and the husband of Susan Parker, chief executive officer of Lobby Steels, was arrested for the murder of Tanya Williams.The media surrounded their home just as vultures do, forcing cameras and microphones into Susan's face as she tried to protect her son from the disorder.Didn't you know that your husband was having an affair, Mrs. Parker?"Mrs. Parker, do you think he's guilty?"What's it like to be married to a murderer, Mrs. Parker?Susan said nothing; her face was pale and worn. She got Michael into the car and drove to her parents' house, since she knew that is where she would be safe.Eleanor Howell, her mother, was at the door and her face showed concern. "Oh, Susan, come here."Susan sank into her mother's arms and began to cry. "I didn't know, mother, I really didn't know."We know, my dearest. We know.George Howell was standing in the doorway with a serious look on his face. "What do yo
Chapter 3: The UnravelingThe room where they questioned him was cold and clinical, the complete opposite of the luxurious way of life that Steve had got used to. Sitting opposite the two detectives was his lawyer, a man called Richard Hayes who had been the Parker family's attorney for many years."Let us start at the beginning, Mr. Parker," said Detective Morrison as he leaned back in his chair. "What were you doing on the night of the 15th?"Steve had a hard time swallowing and said, "I was at Club Inferno, a strip club.""Alone?""No. With a friend.""Which friend?"Steve paused. "Martin, Martin Davis, he's my best friend."The detectives looked at each other. "We've already talked to Mr. Davis; he says he wasn't with you that night."Steve's blood turned cold when Martin threw him under the bus."At that time I was alone," Steve said, speaking almost in a whisper. "I went there by myself."What took place at Club Inferno?Steve took a deep breath and said, "I had a few drinks and
Steve's hands shook as he looked for a pulse. There was none; the woman who a moment before had been full of life now lay still under him, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.No, no, no, no," he whispered anxiously and got off the bed. "Get up! Please get up!"He shook her by the shoulders, but all that happened was that her head leaned to one side. The handcuffs rattled against the headboard, teasing him.Steve's mind sped up. He was a married man, a father, and a respected businessman. And now... a murderer.Think, Steve, think!He sped up and removed the cuffs from her wrists, his fingers having to fumble with the mechanism. Her arms then dropped loosely to her sides. He checked her pulse once more, putting two fingers on her neck and on her wrist, hoping desperately that he would feel something—anything.Nothing.Oh God, he breathed, stepping back from the bed. Oh God, what have I done?His clothes were spread out over the floor. He put on his clothes quickly, his hands shaki
The evening air in the servants quarters was filled with the smell of jollof rice and fried plantain. Daniel, a man with a face watched his wife Natasha hum as she stirred the pot. Their small room was not big. It was full of laughter and warmth."A penny for your thoughts my love " Natasha said, not turning from the stove.Daniel. Ran a hand over his chin. "I saw Mr. David today. He came home with a car for Mrs. Mercy but he did not even look at her. She was standing by the window watching him. She looked small like a bird in a cage."Natasha turned, her eyes soft. "It is sad to have much and yet have nothing. Their house is full of things. It is empty of love."Daniel and Natasha were different from the couple in the house. Daniel could make Natasha feel like a queen with a flower. He held her hand when they walked and listened to her stories. They did not have much. They had each other."I wish we could help them " Daniel said. "The way they look at each other is the way my father
“Yeah…bring it on!” Steve shouted in excitement. They took the first shot, Steve felt a rush of serotonin down his system. The taste was a feeling he couldn’t comprehend, he wondered where the drink was brought from. “Heaven…perhaps” He chuckled in his mind.He was sure that even his best friend; Martins, had never tasted such before. He swore to himself to bring him here one day to taste out of the goodness of this cocktail.Later, it felt a bit bitter, squeezing a lemon juice inside his mouth after the shot.But he dared not give a weird look so as not to offend the stripper. He copied every style she made while taking the shots, trying to match her pace.Soon, they were on the sixth round, as they were both giggling and smiling with each other, not caring about the distractions they were causing.They got to the seventh round, and the stripper was too tipsy. Steve also was tipsy but didn’t want to acknowledge it because he wanted to prove his strength to her as a man.“Alright you
But he only adjusted his position and went back to sleep. “Thank God!” Susan muttered quietly as she quickly made her way out of the room before he woke up and gently closed the door behind her.Soon, Steve woke up, feeling so hungry, he called his maid; Kim.“Kim!..” He shouted as he came out of h
“But Dad I also want to be the CEO, why do you love my sister more than me…why aren’t you after my success?” James cried out bitterly.“Give me a branch in this company that I can head…I don’t want to be under my sister’s order!!” He continued.“Do you know the financial status of this company?…Do
“Yeah…bring it on!” Steve shouted in excitement. They took the first shot, Steve felt a rush of serotonin down his system. The taste was a feeling he couldn’t comprehend, he wondered where the drink was brought from. “Heaven…perhaps” He chuckled in his mind.He was sure that even his best friend;
Steve felt so frustrated as he walked out of his apartment, wanting to cool his temper.“Damn it!” He shouted angrily. “I need to clear my head, why is she frustrating me so badly…why?” He shouted again, throwing a punch in the air.“I need to leave here now before I do something dangerous” Steve c







