Two months later Steve still had no clue about Aziza’s whereabouts but dead bodies were pilling up on daily basis, putting her on top of the most wanted list by the police and military. He was still a mess from loosing Aziza and his child. Fortunately for him he did not have to go out often even to campaign as his victory was guaranteed.
On the other side, the president, defence minister and acting police minister met for the third time that week. They were all under tremendous amount of pressure from the public who demanded transparency on the investigation of murders of fifteen officers police officers and twenty two decorated military officers that happened in one month.
“Sir I suggest that we give them the name” Timothy the acting police minister suggested. He was starting to regret accepting the position. Not only were they under pressure for the mur
In a secluded house at the west street of Palmville, Harry laid lazily shirtless on a couch. He has been more busy in the past two months than he had been in the past five years since he became the president’s assassin. It seemed the president was really tying all the loose ends before stepping down. He was not bothered though because that meant more money for him but he needed to be careful in case he decided to get rid of him as well. Luckily for him, the president had no idea what he looked like nor the sound of his voice. He made sure that worked alone, all his clients knew absolutely nothing about him, all his orders always came via email with payment upfront. That was how he could do the job and still live a normal family life with his wife and kids who had no clue what he actually did for a living. Thinking about his family, he made a note to call them that evening and explain that his business trip was taking longer than
In Aziza’s house, Beverly waisted no time and made her move on Steve on that night. Steve was already in the bedroom laying down to sleep when she knocked. Walking to the door he came across Beverly on a sexy lingerie, an image that once drove him crazy. With her smooth skin, full breast, perfect waist and her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, Beverly was the definition of a sex appeal.“What is it Beverly?” he asked, standing at the door blocking it with no intentions of letting her in. He remembered it like it was yesterday when she cheated on him with his best friend and how she shamelessly seduced him to bed when he was drunk and came back claiming false pregnancy. While he felt obligated to protect her, he had no intentions of ever getting involved with her no matter what happens with him and Aziza.Beverly swallowed her saliva, realisin
“Sir I…I..can’t find any evidence that your emails and that of the late defence minister have been hacked” Lewis the IT specialist stuttered, knowing that was not the answer the president wanted. He had done his job meticulously looking at the president and defence minister’s devices but came back with nothing. A day ago the military delta wing was wiped out with an order that supposedly came from the president. An email signed by both the president and the defence minister approving the strike on the delta wing of the military was then leaked to the media.“I am telling you that someone hacked my email. If you don’t know how to do your job, find me someone who can” the president responded angrily. His life had turned upside down overnight, the only persons who could have been able to exonerate him was his late friend he was accuse
Five days later, Asherway was still in chaos. Their president was finally detained after his flights failed to be cleared at the airport because the payments never went through. He went through a trial and was executed but the country’s funds were still not recovered. It seemed that they were drained out of the offshore account as fast as they were transferred. Other countries had offered their best specialists to assist in tracking the funds when a video of Aziza claiming to be in possessions of the funds went viral. On the video, she demanded that every corrupt government employee be fired with immediate effect. Only then would she return all the funds. The only problem now was the county had no president, it’s vice president and ministers were all in prison for stealing the reserve bank funds. The elections were only two weeks away but in the interim there was just no one officially authorised to made the decision to fire corrupt employees. While debates were going on
The elections came and passed with Aziza still behind bars. Steve won over seventy percent of the votes, making him the new president of Asherway. It was a bittersweet moment for a most of the citizens who now had new hope for their country but also disappointed that Aziza and baby Unity were not beside their new president. Steve started cleaning up the rot that had piled up in most departments and appointed new credible head of departments and ministers. The country saw a lot of underdogs from different backgrounds and races rise into high positions. Steve had indeed search far and wide for the right people for jobs. He was working around the clock to replace every corrupt employee to convince Aziza to return the country’s funds but it was taking longer than he anticipated while the country was falling deeper into recession. More and more people were getting frustrated and angry with Aziza as most people lost their jobs. Desper
In Aziza’s house, Steve watched her transfer back the country’s funds. He was so relieved, Aziza was back and he could still salvage the country. “What should I do with the other funds?” Aziza asked, her eyes glued on the computer. “What other funds?” Steve asked, curious. Aziza looked down, avoiding his gaze “Well, I kind of drained the former president, defence minister and acting police minister’s offshore accounts” she said, wincing anticipating his reaction. “Az!” Steve exclaimed. “It was stolen money, they can’t even report it missing” she responded, shrugging her shoulders. “That does not give you the right to steal it as well” he responded
In the morning, Steve watched Aziza laying on his arms with a huge grin on his face. Her rising chest with each breath she took the evidence that he was not dreaming.“Creepy, Mr President” she said opening her eyes to find him staring at her.“Good morning, soon to be First Lady” he responded, planting a soft kiss on her lips.Aziza yawned, recalling the previous night’s conversation with him. “How exactly am I going to find a wedding dress in one day?” she asked. She had no doubt that he probably took care of everything else but a dress was a brides personal choice and usually took time to find the perfect one.“Few designers will be here right after our morning glory” he said mischievously, before getting u
In the honeymoon suit at Jolly island, Aziza opened her eyes to a familiar scene of Steve’s loving emerald eyes staring at her.“How many times should I tell you that is so creepy, Mr President?” she asked, yawning.“I can’t help it, My First Lady is so alluring” he said mischievously pinning her under him, his manhood already erect.Aziza wanted to object, it was too early and she had not brushed her teeth but the pleasure of having him inside her, their hearts beating against each other was compared to none. She found herself opening her legs wider, surrendering herself completely to him. Steve groaned, too aroused, his climax closer than he wanted.“It’s okay Steve” Aziza said, noticing the strain in his fa