Kelvin knew that it was either he was in danger, or it was just some persons trying to get a record of his activities, either way, he hates being trailed. He parked his car in the underground parking lot. He remained inside for a while contemplating what next to do. Should he step out of his car and get attacked, or should he be the first to attack? Just then, he head a tap on his window. He looked up to see a man dressed in black. It seems his trailer has decided to come meet him in person. Kelvin made a sign of the cross with his hand before opening the door. He stepped out to meet the stranger. “What’s….” before he could complete his sentence, he got knocked out. The man who knocked down Kelvin got into Kelvin’s car that was still opened, while another man appeared from around the corner and stood beside him. “What are you doing?” the man who just showed up asked. “Searching for anything that can be of use,” he replied. “The boss only instructed us to bring him for interrogati
“Good morning Mrs. Jasmine!” A woman wearing an apron and carrying a tray greeted. Her greetings were addressed to the fair lady who laid on her bed with her palm on her head. “Please drop it there and leave! I would not want to be disturbed this morning?” The lady said to the woman who dropped the tray. She was one of the many maids in the mansion. “You did not have to be rude to the maid. Ruth has been working in this mansion even before you came in as my wife”. A man’s voice could be heard in the room. But he was completely out of the woman’s sight. “Good for you! Same reason your family thinks I should not be your wife because your girlfriend was there before me and she could have probably bore an heir”. Jasmine said. The man walked out of his dressing room. He looked ready for work. He stood by the bed. He pulled up Jasmine and asked her to take her medication. But she refused. She told him he was pathetic. “By going against my family in keeping you? Or by trying to make you
Aria’s food was brought to Aria’s room. Jasmine despite knowing Aria could feed herself refused Aria from doing that. She fed Aria. Then dressed the little girl up. She told Aria not to dirty her dress nor get it rumbled. She left Aria’s room after giving the little girl that instruction. “Mommy! Are we going to see Kelvin?” Little Aria had asked her mother before she completely went out of sight. The only time they left the house was when they are going to see her mother’s best friend who has a son, “Kelvin”. Aria takes it that they were going to Kelvin’s place. “No questions now Aria!” Jasmine had said before finally disappearing from Aria’s room. Jasmine went to her shared room with Fabian, her husband. Instead of taking her bath, Jasmine just took of her sleeping garment. She dressed herself in a pair of jeans and a black top. Then left the room with a bag hanging over her shoulder. Jasmine went back to get her daughter Aria. She carried the four year old and left with her.
Diana told Jasmine she could only make her sandwich at the moment. Jasmine didn’t mind. All she cared for was getting something into her stomach. So Diana did make her sandwich which she ate. And then the two of them sat down to discuss Jasmine’s life. Diana asked Jasmine to file for a divorce since Fabian has gone ahead to impregnate his mistress while still not treating her well. “If that was possible, I would have done that a long time ago. I’m literally Fabian’s property. I don’t think I can leave”. Jasmine interrupted when Diana said she knows a divorce lawyer. “But you clearly said you want to leave him, didn’t you?” Diana sounded shocked. Jasmine sighed heavily. She told Diana she was only saying things she could not do. “So what if he helped your family get out of debt? Is five years of slavery not enough for him? Do you have to stay there for a lifetime? Hasn’t he taken over your family’s business for compensation?” Diana said. She was angry. Diana told Jasmine that Fab
Jasmine, knowing fully well what awaits her within those walls walked with her head held high. She had her daughter in her arms as she walked into the mansion. Fabian was there, standing with his back to the door that welcomes you to the interior. Madam Clautra rushed to take Aria from Jasmine. It was as though the woman already knew what would happen. She left with Aria in her arms leaving Jasmine and Fabian alone in the foyer. “You are back home early”. Jasmine said coolly despite the intense atmosphere. “Where the hell are you coming from?” Fabian asked Jasmine not replying to what she had initially said. “An apartment that’s like a pen compared to your mansion; there was love where I went”. Jasmine said calmly. Fabian scowled at her. Then with a deep darken voice, he ordered her to follow him. She scoffed, but she followed him as he led her to his study. Jasmine wondered why he was leading her to a place where he forbids her from going. He would never want her there. But sh
Two Weeks LaterJasmine woke up with a strong headache. She could barely lift her head off the bed, so she just stayed down for a while. She felt sore as well and wondered if she was falling sick.“I hope I’m not falling sick right now? I do not want to be a burden to anyone”. Jasmine said. She stayed relaxed for a while, then proceeded to leave the bed. She felt quite dizzy. Then she realised she was in a different place. It does not look like her home. She rushed towards the door wanting to look outside. Perhaps they changed the decor, that was what she thought. But she opened the door to find out that the hall was different and there seemed to be too many rooms along the hallway. She rushed back inside to find a man that was not there when she woke up. He had a towel loosely wrapped below his waistline, giving off a bit of his downside. “Who are you? And what are you doing here? I mean why am I here?” Jasmine asked all at once. The man wore a smirk. He took a few strides towar
She walked out of the bathroom without knowing if she was courageous enough to face her cheating husband who has succeeded in tainting her. But it never occurred to her that she would be unphased by the scene before her eyes. They didn’t change position. They were still on the bed, with Katherine’s head rested on Fabian’s chest. And Jasmine didn’t know where the laugh came from. Except for the fact that she was the one laughing, she had no clue what part of her was doing that. She walked into her dressing room where she looked for what to wear in her closet. Then she undressed herself, her eyes spotting the hickeys she was covered in from the mirror. Jasmine felt disgusted by what she was seeing on herself, but there was nothing she could do about it. She decided to act like she was not bothered by the hickeys. She dropped the jet black jumpsuit she has taken from the closet on the chair sitting in front of the mirror. All she needed was in that dressing room. She contemplated tak
Just as Fabian had said, by noon it had circulated all over the internet. The press had already taken it up, that the wife of Billionaire, Fabian Hart was a whore. Her sex tape was all over the internet. Reporters have surrounded the Harts company. And there were some who already went to the mansion. Fabian was in his office when his mother called. “Sir! You have a call”. His secretary, “Viose” said. Fabian at first did not want to answer his phone until the secretary told him it was from his mother, Mrs. Hart. Fabian took the phone, the call had already been disconnected, so he called his mother back. It was as though the woman was expecting his call, she did not wait for her phone to ring twice before answering it. “What is this that I hear Fabian? I thought you had control of that god forsaken woman you call your wife?” Mrs. Hart yelled at her son over the phone. Fabian could taste the disappointment of his mother in his own mouth. It tasted bitter, and he liked it. Even thou