MONIQUE ♚"I really want to see what you look like with no clothes on. I might have made some remarks in the past, but we both know that it's really nothing." This man was one hell of a misogynist. It wasn't just me, but women in general. I saw the way he looked at other women. How my life reduced to this, I didn't know. I really wanted to tell him to fuck off, but I zipped my mouth. This motherfucker was literally following me to my bedroom. I wished I was some detective who had a gun hidden in on of the drawers. I'd welcome him nicely, serve him a drink and talk about life before blowing his brains. In his next life, he'd know never to come into my room looking for what wasn't there. I opened the door, got into my room, took of my shoes and fell flat on the bed, not bothering to stare at him. "Monique." He called. "Leave me alone, Adrian." I muttered. I didn't need anyone to tell me that I wouldn't survive here. I had to leave, and so I lef
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄I'd tried to preserve my mental health in so many ways by asking myself the question why. Out of the billions of people in the universe, why did this have to happen to me? The year before, when I was informed about Father's passing, it was said to be an accident. I didn't get this at all. I folded my arms across my shoulder and shut my two eyes, trying to picture how it all happened. It might have been that I misheard one or two things. I was at the office, laptop on the table, coffe as well. We'd just concluded a board meeting. It was around that time that we were planning on releasing the first teaser for what we'd planned for better banking and saving at MBC. Gina was a lot of floors below mine--probably whiliing away time with Solomon. It was then the call came in. Like every normal phone call, I accepted and that was when the doctor dropped the bomb that Father died in car accident. He was brought in dead, by the way. "Excuse me?" I could remember saying and
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒She confided in me and even let me sleep on her chest. The excitement made me want to find the nearest cliff and jump off it because we really were making progress. The littlest of things counted to me, and I was so fucking happy that she count actually let it all out where I was. I didn't mean to fall asleep. It just happened, but it didn't feel like she was angry about it. Once I was where other humans were, the look I got from them made me want to turn back and go to her room, but I needed to get a lot of things done tonight. I needed to prepare food for her tonight. "Mate," Malcom called once he found me. If I could find broken glass around, I wouldn't actually mind smashing it against his head because that man was a pin prick in the butt. "You finally saw that cunt, didn't ya?" With that being said, the hot temper of mine that I was trying to keep abate flared up and I grabbed him by the collar, roughly smashing him against the wall. His eyes popped wide open i
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄The sound of people running heat and there kicked my ass out of the bed. My eyes still had sleep in them, but the sight of people running towards the gate eliminated it so quickly. Smoke was billowing, and I got so scared. I was terrified for my life. Where was Marcus? He promised to come later on. I rushed to the balcony to get a better view and things were even so much scarier there. With tears in my ears, I looked around, in search of something handy that I could take along with me. A knock came in, and I was all the more scared, but I still managed to move my legs to see who it was. Before I could form an expression, he pulled me close to him and crashed his lips against mine, his back slamming against the door and closing it. His hot mouth was all over my lips, kissing it nland having a taste of me. He didn't deepen it because he wanted me to be comfortable with it. Releasing my finally, he looked into my eyes. "Fuck, I've been wanting to do this for so
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒I'd do anything to relive last night. Whether it be to kill or sacrifice so many people's lives or burn down the whole world. Whatever it took, I was willing to deliver because she was worth it. I always knew she was going to taste and feel so good because of the millions of fantasies I'd had, but fuck me. I never thought that she was going to be sweet like honey. I wanted to bury myself in her paradise, and never return to the world of humans--if that was possible. I wanted a life where she was all I saw ; morning, afternoon, evening and night time. I'd cook her meals while she told me about everything and anything. I didn't mind living a weird kind of life. All that mattered was that she was involved. Fuck my mind for beginning to think of the future. Did she even think of me that way? Clearly, she loved the sex, but fuck me. I had started seeing things differently and thinking beyond the sex aspect. On so many occasions, I'd be working and suddenly, my mind would
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 The stress lines on Marcus'sforehead were so damn visible that even I was somewhat scared. His face had gone from happy to sad within the snap of a finger, and the cause was something I was sure I'd never figure out. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked, fear being the order of the say so fucking swiftly. It was like the nerve controlling his speech to a vacation because I could see Marcus try to move his mouth, but fuck if a single word made its way out. It felt as though something had told him that what we had last night wa fucked up and we weren't meant to be at all. I'd stop his brain from doing all that thinking. "Baby?" I whispered into his ear before angling over so that my head was facing his chest, and I kissed the region that I felt beating--his heart. Whatever spell was cast on him immediately turned into nothingness and it felt as though he'd resurrected from the dead like Jesus Christ. Thank heavens. "It's just a whole lot of things going on, Monique
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄♚Funny of me to think that we were finally heading somewhere, and it all came crashing down when he uttered those words. Fuck me. Frankly speaking, though, Marcus did nothing wrong. How fast did I forget that it was me who told him to let it all out? He could've kept it to himself, and we'd still be going strong. Fuck, I was a fool. It had been what? Three days of self-isolation. Hunger had dealt with me so much, but the pride in me wouldn't let me get my ass out of bed and get something to eat. I, myself couldn't deny the certitude of my life being repetitive. If Monique Jenkins' life was a course of study in colleges, universities, and tertiary institutions, there'd be no one that would major in that because of the magnitude of the boredom they were going to get from it. Let's be real, though, school on its own was boring, but Monique Jenkins' life would lead you to commit suicide. Her life was bland, and wishy-washy, and boy did she crave some spice? Of course.
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 ♚The same way Adrian stormed in to tell me about the ball organized by the Welsh prince was the same way he stormed in during the early hours of today to tell me to get ready. He said we were journeying to Wales. Today was one of those days I missed Gina. Better suck it all in, and move on. He didn't just march in, he also brought along with him the dress I was supposed to wear. He said he didn't want me looking eerie. I knew myself so well. The Monique of two to three months ago would have slapped that sick son a bastard in the face, and thrown the dress at his face, but all I did was sit down, and look at him like someone who was mentally ill. I was really missing my old self. I pondered on what it was going to take me to get back to that state of mind. The dress wasn't too far away from me as I laid in bed. The tranquility in this room, goodness me. God knew I needed this. Maybe this trip was what I needed to get out of th