It is disputed that Simon noticed that Emilia was approaching, otherwise he wouldn't have pursued his flirty behaviour knowing that it was guaranteed to upset her.
As always, she was well-groomed in a floaty white expensive dress. Her hair was bobbed on her neck. With an aura of a high-class lady and a loving mother, she made it towards her but Simon was too distracted to notice her promptly.
"Great job, my friend, great job!" He said dabbing his lovely instrument whose work seemed to have been effective.
"She is beautiful, isn't she? Just like a queen. And you, my dear, have linked her to my heart. Don't you think I lucked out by meeting her? You are amazing!" He kissed his guitar and lifted his glowing face to glimpse at Esther once more but she had disappeared in a flash after glimpsing at the tough l
It is late in the evening and Miguel is back from work. He enters the living room with a face daubed with weariness and appears dead-beat and extremely cut-up. His neck-tie loosely hung around his neck and his laptop bag clenched in his hands seemed to be weightier than it was."Sir, welcome, Sir, good evening…" The three maids who were around greeted him with a sense of absolute politeness.He responds with a nod and a dearth of his usual warm smile to their greetings as if he hadn't the least strength to talk and they looked at one another and then drew their astonished gazes at him in dead silence and shrugged and took to the kitchen.Miguel went straight to his room, but as he climbed the marble staircase, one couldn't fail to notice that he was struggling to get to the last step and halts briefly to catc
She notified Nisha promptly and in a flash the latter drops by in the mansion pacing in the direction of Simon's room. She's dressed casually in her body-hugging jeans and a cool top. Her usual smartness was her peculiarity. However, today, her hair rumpled which seemed odd. Was it her intention? Perhaps yes. It might be part of her craftiness.,As soon as she sighted Emilia, her heart palpitated and her mind was filled with formless thoughts."This Emilia is a troublesome character to reckon with, but she can't outwit me. Simon, I hope you read my message or else this whole plan will drain down the pan." She was pensive and seeing that Emilia was already at the door yet the distance between them was quite long, she screamed ecstatic,"Ma'am Emilia!"The latter withdrew
In such inestimable moment of pleasure where every emotion and feeling seemed infallible and where every nourishment of their hearts seemed inextricably linked to each other's, Esther lay inertly in his arms caught between serving his truthfulness with inequity by giving him a negative answer thereby breaking her heart because she loved him so or as simply stated-Simon never inveigled himself into her admiration and revere but she purely loved him, or affirm to his question and bear the unseen consequences in the underlying future. "I love you." He has said these same words countless times as if he were a fool. Well, he is; a fool in love! So overwhelming a moment it is for him that he cannot substitute these three invaluable words to plainly define his feelings because in them his heart has sunken deeper into her and hackneyed it might appear in writing, Esther never got bored of listening to it.
"Honey, the necktie!"Miguel yelled impatiently as he fidgeted with the blue tie in his hands which he'd failed to fix.Emilia came in dashing in a long purple glittering dress, her silky hair cascaded behind her neck. Her thin round lips were painted with a shiny lip gloss. She was dripping with beauty! He turned and saw her, his eyes brightened."You've killed it, darling, you look eminently stunning!" Emilia glowed. She still looked gorgeous despite her age. With her flawless velvety skin, one might think she's still in her thirties. She has lived a Barney life for all her years and knew how well to take care of herself. Miguel drifted towards her and kissed her."Thanks, dear. You still don't know how to get this done?"
"I could never have imagined that Simon would stoop to that!" Said Slyvia in murmurs with a whiff of envy stinking inside her. Maurice, ever plain and honest, couldn't hold her thoughts back."Why? You can't deny the fact that she's beautiful and modest. It is hard for any sensible man not to fall for her.""Beautiful!" Sylvia was deadpan."Yes, even the blind can detect that, or would you rather he'd chosen you?.. She said, reading her strappy figure in mockery and grinned."Mind your tongue, Maurice!" She said sternly."I am sure she's just a stop-gap. Simon can't leave Nisha for her."Someone turned on the knob and they all sprang to the corner. Who could say
Mrs Wabua's heart was leaden with sorrow. After Esther's disappearance, her only son, Amon, was put in jail because he was suspected of kidnap and murder. Richard, who'd raised Esther as his daughter, had learnt that he had an interest in marrying Esther but the latter loved him like a brother. In trying to seek Justice, Richard sent an innocent man to jail. In two days, he would be sentenced to death by hanging because he had no witness and all the evidence pointed to him.She was convinced that Queen was a different person because she spoke fluent English and seemed very polished. Why wouldn't she? All this time, Simon had been tutoring her. She has radically changed and transformed into a 'queen' and the name suits her absolutely."Ma'am come and sit." Esther encouraged her and she sat along with them but a feeling of mortification mounted up in her.
She woke up with a strange feeling. Every part of her body was numb, her legs spread astride as if she had been racing in a horrible nightmare. Pulling them together, she felt a pang of pain in her loin and her lower parts. It was strange! She stretched her hand groping for the bed switch thinking it was still at night because she was still weighed by sleep and felt a numbing weakness as if she had been battered. How odd! The switch wasn't there and neither was the bed. It was dark inside although there was a shaft of light that stole through the small window. Then she opened her half- blurred eyes and wandered them around; she was no longer in the luxurious room lit by four lamps, a double bed with a comfortable mattress and nice bed sheets but lay on a
Emilia wiggled off with incoherence and strutted towards the grubby room which was an old cellar. Here, in an unconducive environment, is where she had ordered Jimmy to confine Esther after raping her."This isn't over yet, I will find a way to destroy you completely- soon, you moron!" She snarled, opening the door."Come out! I hope you've learnt your lesson. This is just a mere demonstration of what will happen to you if you don't distance yourself from my son." She said and waited at the door but there was no sign of life inside. "Ah, has she escaped- or someone helped her to? Damn it! Queen! Err-are… you there?" She sputtered, scared- very scared. If anything were to happen to Esther, Miguel's family would be dragged along; the maids, the guards, the mayor and his wife- everyone! This would mean that the reputation Miguel had toiled to build fo