Since Tony's affair with Jina, he feels and talks boisterously with no regard for respect and acts like he is the owner of Richard's mansion-as though sleeping with his boss had given him extra rights. Esther turned and glared at her as he pocketed, walking around wondering his eyes around the room, a twinge of jealousy creeping up his mind. He stood near the cake and shoved his finger into it and then licked it.
"Hmh, this is incredibly sweet!" He said and then sauntered across to where Esther stood holding the note in her hands and in an annoying manner started,
" So all this is for you, Esther? And to think that Sir Richard woke up in the wee hours of the morning to organise a birthday party for his maid before his trip is something to ponder," He curled his mouth annoyingly and resumed,
"I wouldn't b
Esther bounced off the walls when he saw Richard because she least expected him to be present. She walked speedily to where her cousins stood. They were mesmerised as well. "He came!" Her voice broke with excitement as she spoke. "Yeah, but what I don't understand is whether he cancelled his trip." Said Mercy and the three gazed at him as he twirled Jina in a groove in a breezy way. Jina showed some resistance at first, but with an instinct that she was the spot for everyone's eyes simply gave in even though her anger was boiling which she decided to displace by stepping on his toe. "Sorry," she said with a smirk and Richard made a slight grimace. In fear of acute embarrassment, he didn't bite back, but rather disguised his pain with a light smile and responded, "It'
It was in the middle of the night and everyone was supposedly dead asleep. Then suddenly, the door to Esther's room slung open. A silhouette figure stood steadied in the entrance appearing to be watching her with its protruding bloody eyes that were hidden beneath its mask. Its huge shape was covered in a long dark dress that flared down to its feet and covered its boots that had a tail of a fish in front. The door opened and then slammed again repeatedly, each time making a loud sound as if it was swayed by a gale of wind. Esther quickly snapped out of her sleep frightened,"Who is that?" She asked, her face reddening with fear and sat on the bed. She rubbed her eyes and again opened them widely to see clearly. There wasn't enough light in the room except for the small globe of light that lit dimly upon the ceiling. There was hardly any beam of light from outside, and she was only able to spot
She is now 17years, a precious rare marble, and anonymity to those who don't value the quality of virtuousness; a symbol of beauty twined with good character; a diamond, which for a long time had been covered by dust, but now whose unique sparkle can tempt the oak heart of any radical king: her gracefulness, the pretty baby- face with a pointed nose, the luminous eyes that twinkle like a Sirius, the sharp sizeable curves and her beautiful well-built legs that look like a banana stem, and her long hair are what forms Esther's essence. As she walked down the road heading to the grocery shop situated at the far end of a small trading centre away from the street, her mind swam in the memories of her past; her gross suffering in Jina's mansion, her narrow escape from dying of poison that was planned by Jina but had instead killed her accomplice, Tony, which lead to the di
Simon drove the car amidst the tension, but he was careful not to make another mistake. The less traffic on the road was a big advantage to him and he was sure that if he and his company were lucky, they would reach their destination in a few minutes. More often, he would peer through the rear mirror to look at the stranger, who, because of his carelessness, was treading the thin line between life and death, and each time he peered at her, he would imagine her susceptibility to danger and felt as if her heart would stop beating any minute; that is if at all it was still functioning. Slowly, he turned westward. Suddenly, three jeeps with tinted windows and personalised number plates with the national flags poised near each of the headlights came rattling towards his direction. These were some of
Emilia had been listening to her husband's conversation with the doctor and noticedthat Miguel was upset. She came over and held his hand,"Excuse us, Dr." She said gesturing to him with a flash of a smile, "I would like to talk to my husband." The latter nodded and she took Miguel to the rear corner and started after peeking and making sure that no one was in the earshot,"Honey, what do you intend to do with her now?" She spoke in a whisper."Would I be here If I had an idea? I am confused.""Look here, don't let this whole thing stress you out. What if we pay one of the doctors to eliminate her instead? We can make an excuse. Just agree and leave everything to me, dear."
The doctor was impulsive but was quick to escape her question by interrupting her,"I mean- he looks tired. That's why I suggested it. Forgive me for my clarity, ma'am." Simon knew he had to concede with his partner in order not to leave any trace of suspicion in her mind, and holding her hand with tenderness, he affirmed, "I think he's right, mom, I feel very tired and worn out. I need something to drink.""Ok, dear I will bring it." She strutted out.This was an opportunity for them to hold a discussion freely before she returned. The doctor drew closer and sat beside Simon after a deep sigh."Hey, that was close.""I know, doctor.""You must have fainted earlier. I
Esther's head was heavy and her body frail, but that was not all; her mind was blank. She couldn't make out anything around her nor did she remember anything about her past as though her noddle was scraped off of every detail of what she was or knew before the accident- not even her name.She grimaced trying to raise her head and, Simon, aware that she was still very weak said,"Take it easy- You are still weak.""What happened to me? Where Am I? ah, my head hurts terribly.""Sorry, easy, don't you remember- you had an accident. You've been unconscious for days. I am happy that you are awake now." Esther was confused because her mind hardly had a nodding acquaintance with her past."I don't remember anything."
Simon held his breath. He could feel her nearness and the scent of her perfume that whipped through his nose. For a long time, he had been avoiding her and never let her come this close to him. He had withstood her because it was Emilia's choice, but he kept confessing to her mom that he didn't love her yet the latter insisted that with time, he would learn to love her. It was obvious to him that it would never work because his characters were opposed to hers; He was calm, polite and down to earth while Nisha was proud, discriminative and arrogant.Needless to say, the two were credibly incompatible and never the twain could meet although they were both brought up in well to do families. Simon took after Miguel; his character was nothing close to Emilia's.He was trapped and felt pissed," I must be stupid. What was I thinking?" He thought and wanted to give up