Chapter 2
“Shit!" The man who had fumed towards me exclaimed.“You caused this Scorp, how are we going to get out of here?"We all heard the sound of another vehicle breezing into the estate. I looked on, still holding my blanket tightly. ‘Did my father come with one of his business associate? Perhaps his closest friend John Fidell, who most times walked around with his armed body guards?'My heart began to thump, maybe this rapist and his cohorts would be caught and brought to justice. I felt a little excited, but then I remembered we were all in the second floor.It will take some minutes for my father and his friend to get to where I am and even if they got in, my father might not come to me. It was already very late and he must assume I would be fast asleep.The three men seemed very confused.“If you hadn't f*cked her we would have been long gone""Thump!" The man who defiled me punched him on the tooth, it fell and blood trickled on the white blanket I was still clasping. I began to whimper, resolving to scream for help after all I have heard the chatty voice of my father and the others as they moved into the apartment.“Let's use the window" He continued, pushing the man he had punched forward. The latter held his jaw in pain.The other man spoke first “I can't be the first to jump down, we're in the damn second floor Scorp!, I can't hurt myself because of your insensitivity"“Well, hurting yourself is better than being caught. Now off you go!"Scorpion pushed the man and the bag of dollars they thought they had acquired.“Dadddyyy! “Help!" I found myself screaming.The two men who was still inside began to fret. I saw the one with a broken tooth pick up the bedside clock, he struck my head with it and I blacked out.*****From my blurry vision, I could see two persons clad in white. My head began to ache when I fully opened my eyes. Only then did I realize I was in the hospital. I was very familiar with the room, Saint Morris Hospital, the only hospital I always visited when I am ill and the hospital my mom had breathe her last.I began to feel nauseous. I hated being in the hospital.“My angel" I heard a masculine voice say.I looked up to the face of Maurice Brown, my last date. He looked dapper in the brown sweat shirt he wore, his spectacle seemed disarranged and he creased his eyebrow. He must have been really worried about me.“My father..." I managed to say, realizing I had missed a date with Maurice scheduled for 8pm, the same day the incident happened.“Your dad left here few minutes ago, he was speaking with the Police Commissioner, I guess he needed a solemn and private environment"Maurice felt my body temperature with the back of his palm.“I'm sorry" we said in unison.I managed to give a broad smile. I felt pains all over my body especially down there. It was as if I had been stabbed with a knife.We both stared into each others eyes, finding the best way to start a conversation and the right statement to make first.“Natalie, you are up!" That was my dad jolting us out of our reverie. He rushed to the bed I was, almost breaking into a run.“You must hate me for being so carefree, I should have returned on time, perhaps all this would not have happened" he said.“Oh... Dad, stop! it wasn't your fault. It all happened so fast. Trust me dad, I would be fine soon." I reassured, holding my father's hands in mine.“I will make sure those fools are apprehended! They will never go scott free for harming you and taking away your dignity!" My dad spoke firmly.“What?! Really??" Maurice asked, looking at me more pitifully now.My father casted a glance at Maurice.I felt so embarrassed that my father found out about that, the doctor must have uncovered that through the test results.A nurse with the poise of an air hostess walked in with a blue file in her hands. Her beautiful white uniform reminded of how much I had wanted to be a nurse as a kid.“Natalie Escobar will be discharged tomorrow, she just needs enough rest and the drugs already prescribed for her" her voice sounded smooth.“If you want to, we can run a cyesis test..." She continued.Maurice made to talk, but as an after thought he kept his cool. He must have realized he was in no position to decide on whether I am having the test or not.“I think it's necessary we run a cyesis test, what do you think Nat?" My father asked.‘I could swear that he never released inside of me, not after that rough push'I gave my father my response “Let's go for it dad"A tinge of fear and disgust welled up within me.“God save that swine that the test result reads positive, he would be damned for life!" My dad retorted with finality, stomping the hospital cabinet where my drugs and a few other things were kept.The nurse was terrified, the two other patients who shared the VIP section of the hospital peered at us, wondering what was amiss.She walked up to my father and said “Everything will be alright sir, you need to take it easy".The nurse turned to address me, “We will need your urine for the test in five minutes"With that, she proceeded to attend to the other patients.My father jiggled the car key he held in his hands, a habit he had formed and carried out whenever he was distressed.Maurice gaze was still fixed on me.I tried to imagine what was going through his head. ‘Does he think of me differently now?'‘What if the test result reads positive?'I started to feel uneasy, I shifted my gaze from Maurice face to the floor. A bunch of bouquet was right there, very close to Maurice's heels.‘My Maurice brought me flowers!'Chapter 3The next morning, I jerked out of sleep. I had had a bad dream. In my dream, my father did introduce me to a strange woman as my mom, he acted as though it was his only wife, Julie Escobar, but it wasn't my mom, she had a different face, one I had never encountered.I was perspiring heavily by the time I opened my eyes, muttering the word “Mother" continuously. I felt a hand wiping my forehead with a handkerchief, and holding me lovingly. “I am here Nat, I am right here with you" It was Maurice. He was at my bed side that early in the morning.His spectacle was placed on the cabinet, and his eyes looked very dreamy. It was obvious he had lacked a good sleep, but his dreamy eyes made him appear even more attractive. They seem to be seducing me at the moment. I looked away.“Good morning Maurice" I said.“Good morning beautiful" He replied.I went on to ask him the usual question about the whereabout of my father. He explained to me that he left before I had woken up, he nev
Chapter 4The Fidell's estate was located at South Esturnburg, a short distance from ours. I was marvelled at the vast expanse of their semi detached duplex when my dad and I drove in. The exterior was decorated with tulips, the lavender and purple hibiscus. A beautiful sight to behold.A middle - aged woman welcomed me in after I had knocked a few seconds. She was John Fidell's wife, Fiona Fidell, a beautiful gap toothed woman who stood a few inches taller than me. She was very jovial and accommodating and had introduced herself after opening the entrance door. A sign that my father had informed them about my arrival, a day earlier.“Welcome! Welcome! Come in child" She said with a broad smile, kissing my cheeks.I partly curtsied, accepting the offer.I sensed a strong scent of air freshener the moment I walked in. Right there, in the middle of their luxurious sitting room, a girl of about sixteen years old stood, arms crossed. She had a stark resemblance with Fiona, the only diffe
Chapter 5Two days later, the clattering of objects interrupted my call with Maurice. It was late in the afternoon, and Mr. Fidell had returned from work rather early. “How can you hide such a thing from me?!" That was Mrs. Fidell screaming at the top of her voice.I heard nothing in response, just a few whispers. Mr. Fidell's voice was obviously inaudible. I moved very close to the door to hear even the tiniest bit of detail of whatever the issue may be. The objects came clattering again.‘What the f*ck is happening?!"“Mom! Dad!" I heard an unfamiliar voice shout. “You guys should better get a grip of yourself, if you fight one more time, I am leaving the house!" The female voice retorted with finality.Mr. Fidell spoke with a calm voice. “I am not fighting, if only your mom would understand"“Understand? Seriously? To hell with you! You are a disgrace to this family!" Mrs. Fidell blurted out.Somehow, this event made me reminsce about my little happy family, and the blissful mom
Chapter 6Maurice's POVI tried to hide my excitement, as I sat waiting for the love of my life. ‘How would I break the good news to her?' I cleared my throat while adjusting my tie, practicing the best way I would reveal I had found a new job to Natalie.The message for my job contract came in a week after my mom left for a business meeting in Norway, she was chosen to go along with the boss of the company where she worked.I could feel my hands shaking nervously no matter how hard I tried to conceal it. In the aired lounge, I felt sweat trickling down my biceps. I still wondered if the news of getting a job as a sales representative would make Natalie elated.While reading the contract text from Salesrite Company for the twentieth time, I tried to figure out what was enthralling about tuxedos that made people wear them. Still in great discomfort because of my attire, I studied the finishings and splendid beauty of the Five Star Restaurant I booked.After the first date with Natalie,
Chapter 7Natalie's POVStill drenched, I arrived the Fidell's estate. As I waved to the two security men outside, I walked briskly into the estate, having only the thought of taking a shower and retiring to bed after the enjoyable date I had with Maurice.Reminiscing about the night's event, I smiled all through my way to the entrance door, blushing hard when the thought of Maurice's massage and he carrying me in his arms came to my mind.I had barely made a soft press on the door bell when it swung open, the figure I saw in front of me made me forget every thought I have had earlier about Maurice, it was John Fidell's son and he was wearing just pants, no shirts on, and a paint brush in his left hand.The paintbrush had red hue on it, which I believed must have soiled his skin. The red hue was visible on one of his nipples, nipples that seemed too pronounced and attractive for a man. I tried to stop my eyes from running through his body. In split seconds, I had thoroughly examined
The reveal that John Fidell's son was Kevin Fawcett all this while, heightened my feelings for him. ‘Who wouldn't fall all over again for a guy she once loved? Her first love?'This was same for Kevin, as he stole glances at me at any given opportunity. Mr. Fidell was still working on his plan for Kevin to join in his company, Letticia attended College from home, she was in her last year.Lizzie left home for school in the mornings and Mrs. Fidell was too busy in her jewelry store. Still awaiting my father's return, I remained at the Fidell's estate and soon, Kevin and I was all alone at home. The first day was unplanned. Kevin was drawing once again in the living room, the art of a large teary blue eye. I stood behind him, admiring his skill and craft. “What happened after high school? It's been four whole years Nat" He asked.I narrated all that happened, I had gone ahead to study Public Relations within those four years after I was done with High School at 15. It wasn't same for
*NORWAY*In Norway, Mark Escobar sat close to a beach, enjoying the beautiful scenery. He let his thoughts wander from his successful meetings in Norway, his daughter, Natalie, and the beautiful distraction that had kept him in Norway all this while.‘My daughter must have been awaiting my return' he mused, popping the cigar he held in his right hand. He reduced the ash by tapping gently on the cigar with his fingers, and moved forward to bringing his cell phone out of his pocket, as he sipped the liquor from the glass he had kept on the small wooden table beside him.Through his dialled contacts, Mark Escobar could see the name of his precious daughter. He formed the habit of calling Natalie daily, since his trip to Norway. Beneath his daughter's name was a number he had saved with the term “Beaut." The number of an Administrative Officer in Blossom Incorporations, a small company Mark Escobar once had the thought to buy as his own.However, his plans changed as the beautiful Admin
Kevin's POVI couldn't get the last experience with Natalie off my head. Seeing her face the in the estate after the event, brought everything fresh in mind. ‘How could I forget the lushness of her coochie, the musical way she moaned and the seductive manner in which she rolled her eyes?'I wanted more than that, a mind blowing, unforgettable experience!. When she spoke to Letticia, I imagined her voice moaning in my head. I stole lustful glances at her anytime she walk past me, pretending nothing as exciting as that had ever happened between us. I do not know the best way to describe what I felt for Natalie. ‘Was it infatuation? Lust? or true love?' That, I couldn't discern. All I knew was Natalie made me have wild unimaginable thoughts, one which I have never felt for any woman, so strong that I lose my control each time I caught the sight of her. On this particular evening, I stood at the balcony closest to Natalie's room, desperately yearning to feed my eyes with her ethereal be