The Deceit

CHAPTER 2. GOOD BYE IS THE SADDEST THING

Angel's P.O.V

I’ve known about my trip to Cuba since three months ago. I thought I'd be ready by now, but now that the time has arrived, I can’t help but cry. I don’t think I’ll be able to cope so far away from my husband, without his touches, kisses, falling asleep in his arms and his petty jealous outbursts. Yeah I know, my husband can be very petty, especially if he feels like a man has been looking at me for too long. He even bought me a ring with a bigger diamond because he felt that my wedding ring was not visible enough for men to stop hitting on me.

This man would drive me to and from work just because he heard there’s a new Dr at the hospital, even though I have a number of expensive cars to my name that he bought me. He even offered to open a surgery for me, it was a kind gesture but I also know it was only to get me away from the hospital, away from multiple male doctors that he always felt wanted me, I wasn’t ready though. I mean I am just 25 years of age and I’ve only been practicing for 2years now. I need to gather as much experience as I can.

I want to go to this seminar to develop myself, I just wish I could do it near home, where I can knock off after a long lesson and go home to my king, and just snuggle in his embrace. I love this man so much it scares me. I don’t want to be away from him for so long, the loneliness would kill me. I know he'd make time to come and see me, but he’s a busy man. Sometimes I even have to force him to take a break and eat, he gets too absorbed in his work, so much so that the only thing that would make him leave his chair is his heart yearning for me.  

“Jay have you seen my charger?” she asks

Jay walks in, takes a charger from the plug and gives it to her with a sarcastic smile

“Are you sure it’s the charger you want from me Cupcake?” He asks with a smirk

She rolls her eyes at him. This man will not stop teasing and tormenting her.

He grabs her hand and pulls her into a hug whispering seductively into her ear “are you sure you are going to be fine in a foreign country for so long without my touches kitten?” he murmurs moving his fingers slowly up and down the side of her neck.

‘Sigh' Angel holds back the tears that threatens to escape her eyes. She refuses to let him see her cry. This man can be really impulsive and over protective. He will definitely not allow her to leave if he thought for a moment that leaving hurts her this much.

“I don’t have to, my husband would never let me suffer that long without his touches, caresses and kisses.” She answers avoiding his gaze.

 In the years that they'd been together, the few number of times that he'd  seen her hurt to an extend that she cried, people paid with their lives for that. Even though he never admitted it to her, she knew it was true because they suddenly disappeared and no one ever heard from them again.  She promised herself to never cry in front of him again, especially if someone hurt her because he would not let them off. He always reminded her that she was his queen, his everything, and if anyone hurts her, they hurt him, if they disrespect her, they disrespect him and no one disrespects him and lives to tell the tale.

The last time she allowed herself to cry near him was when she discovered that the notorious, ruthless “Kakapa” who was feared by all was actually her husband. She couldn’t believe he hid that from her. She was so hurt, and scared more than anything. How could she be married to the country’s most dangerous gangster?

She was even afraid of looking at him in the eyes, all of a sudden, the gentle, perfect, handsome man that devoted his life to making her happy didn’t look so perfect anymore. She was terrified of him. She wondered if he was pretending all along. If he would one day lose his cool, stab her to death and feed her body to the crocodiles like they always say in the streets.

Jay was so broken by this, the mere fact that his woman could not even look him in the eyes shattered his world. At that moment he was willing to let everything go. He didn’t care about the thousands of people that would be without jobs, the number of families that would suffer. He just wanted his queen back.

He had promised he'd never make her cry; he would always make her happiness his priority. He wanted to tell her about his other life and businesses, but he felt she was too pure, too fragile and innocent.  He didn’t think she could be able to handle the truth, at least not yet. But one of the guys who worked for him had discovered his true identity, he killed him, but not before he could leak the information to his wife in an attempt to get her away from him.

The sneaky bastard had walked in on him and Jason talking in his office and overheard Jason calling him “Mr King". Even though Jason doesn’t normally call him that, they were talking about his legal businesses, and Jason wanted to emphasize that the problem he was talking about needed him “Mr King" to attend to it personally. He turned before they could even talk to him and ran out of the building. He had already heard how people who saw “KAKAPA” THE GANGSTER'S face would just disappear without a trace. At that moment, all he could think about was his high school crush who was married to 'Mr King', whom they all believed was a noble business man. He took his phone and sent a voice note to his high school crush Angel, telling her about her husband’s secret identity and warning her to run for her life!

Jason was quick to warn the security to stop him from exiting the premises though. He was captured and tortured in front of all employees in an attempt to send a clear warning to them to stop trying to figure out KAKAPA's real identity. Jay would have simply put a bullet in his head though, but when he realized he had leaked the information to not just anybody but his wife, he was livid, his blood was boiling.

He wanted to skin him alive. He felt that even death was not punishment enough for him. Who the hell did he think he was communicating with his wife on her personal cell phone? How did he get her numbers? Who gave him the f*****g right to reveal his darkest secret to her?

 Poor man suffered miserably before he died, his tongue was cut out, his eyes were gouged out and all his fingers were smashed into millions of pieces like mincemeat. Acid was poured into his ears, Jay had a reason for every part he attacked.  His tongue so he could never speak to his wife again.  His eyes that watched when his fingers pressed the phone to send a voice note to his wife. The ears that heard things that were not meant for him to hear.Finally he shot him six times in the legs for running away, three times in the skull aiming for the brain that didn’t learn to mind its own business.

 After that he stormed off to his house with a speed of a lightning, violating all the traffic laws trying to get home fast to talk to his wife before she takes any drastic decisions. He made it in time right, only to find her crying her eyes out, her belongings all packed and she was ready to leave. When he suddenly appeared, the fear in her eyes could not be hidden. Looking at this scene, he hated that guy even more, he wanted to wake him up and kill him again, slowly, in agonizing pain.

He hated him but he knew his hate for him didn’t matter at that moment. His woman did, she was hurt, CRYING, and ready to leave. He could not allow her to leave him, even though he knew he couldn’t force her to stay if she didn’t want to. He had to win her back, otherwise everything he had worked hard for, all his efforts would be in vein if the love of his life would leave him.

He stayed home the entire week, not going to work coaxing his wife to forgive him. He needed her to know that he might be “KAKAPA THE GANGSTER" on the streets, the ruthless monster that everyone feared, Mr King the business man to the world, but to her, he was simply Jay, her husband. Nothing mattered to him more than her. He would let everything go for her. As long as she loved him and stayed by his side happy, he would be fulfilled.

This is how he ended up giving control of all illegal businesses to Jason. Angel would rather he stopped and closed down the businesses, but when she thought of the families that would suffer, thousands of his employees that would be jobless, she couldn’t force him to shut down the business. She wanted to trust her female intuition that was telling her that this man would never harm her, he could never be a monster to her, he loved her, put her first, treasured her more than anything in this world. She felt she could live with knowing the truth, as long as he continued to be her Jay at home and not ‘KAKAPA'

Jay was not willing to take any chances though, he decided to hand over more of his responsibilities in the business to his little brother,  he would communicate with him, step in once in a while when necessary,  deal with difficult clients and suppliers and attend important meetings with the big fishes in the game. Everyone was happy and he got to keep his wife. To him that’s all that mattered.

The drive to the airport was comfortable and silent, with Angel going through the memory lane in her heart. Suddenly she feels a hand on her thighs that brings her back to the present.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours kitten?” he asks, looking worried.

“Just wondering if I should get a ‘ben ten' or ‘sugar daddy' in case you get too busy to come see your wife" she says, jokingly

“Looks like I’m going to have to get a number of Judges in Cuba under my pay roll, people are going die, and I have no intention of being stuck in jail while idiots make moves on my woman"

“What if I make a move on them?” She asks, raising an eye brow at him?

He suddenly applies the brakes, lowering the speed of the car, glaring at her “Cupcake are you trying to find yourself back home? In my bed? Screaming my name? Because I can easily make that happen. It seems you have forgotten who your husband is.”

She bursts out laughing, looking at how serious he gets when trying to warn her to stay away from other men. “I'm just kidding Jay, of course I wouldn’t even dare look at other men. You are more than enough for me"

He keeps quiet. She knows he must be overthinking her joke. She takes his hand and looks at him, admiring his handsome side view with his facial hair nicely trimmed to connect his hair and beard, his hair was freshly cut, making beautiful waves at the top, while he focused on the road.

“Jay... I love you so much, you are the most handsome man I’ve ever met, kind, sweet, understanding and you are mine just as much as I am yours, All yours. Nothing in the world makes me happier than knowing that you love me, and that you are mine, mine alone. I would never betray our love and allow another man into my life, I know you hate sharing me, just as much as I hate sharing you. Daddy I’m really afraid of losing you too, I don’t think I’d be able to live without you. You are my everything” she confesses, looking at him, her voice soft and tender as if she was trying to reach his soul.

Jay packs the car in the airport parking lot, his heart raising against his chest. Only she could make him feel like this. She had total control of his emotions, she could make him sad and in an instant wash away all the sadness in his heart and fill it with lots of love and happiness.  Besides her, he never showed anyone any emotions, in his line of work, there was no place for emotions, most of his employees used to describe him as an ‘emotionless man' when they gossiped about him. But in front of his wife, he could not help but to show every emotion he felt, he could be happy, sad, excited, angry and in love without any discomfort. 

He claims her lips in a passionate kiss for a long time, he doesn't stop until she runs out breath. He looks at her, his hand on her cheek, “you know you are my heart keeper right?”

She nods. “please continue to keep it safe for me. I love you Cupcake. More than you can ever imagine, and that will never change. I'll always have your back kitten" he smiles, planting kisses all over her face.

“I love you Jay...Always. Now come on, I only have 5 minutes, I need to get going" she says pretending to be enthusiastic.

“Good bye kitten"

“I hate good byes handsome. They are always sad. How about, ‘see you later kitten' and leave it at that? Come on out, I want us to take some selfies before I leave"

He hates selfies, but he always finds himself dragged to pose for them every second day. Sometimes he’d find ways to get away from her, but most of the time he'd just oblige, just to see her have that perfect smile that melts his heart.Today for a change though he wanted to take a selfie, he needed this memory, he was definitely not ready to let her out of his side. Everything in him wanted him to turn the car and drive back home, his heart was clenching in his chest, making him feel an immense pain he was not used to.  

He takes out his phone as he gets out of the car, handing it to her, she takes photos, with both their phones before he carries her bags and accompanies her inside.