Suspects: murder case

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

 "What can l do for you beautiful?"

"My mother is dying, please l need you to help me with some money and l promise to pay it back, please l beg you."

"How much are we talking about?"

"25,870 dollars."

 "That's quite a huge amount of money Daniella."

  "Please help me for the sake of your relationship with my father, l promise to work hard and pay back."

"How will l believe you can pay back such huge amount of money?"

"Your father was bankrupt before he died and you dropped out of college, how do you raise such huge amount of money?"

  "Please Mr Robert, Am going to work hard and pay you back your money, l promise."

  "You see when your father was alive, have always admired you, for a long time now have admired you, now is a chance to express how l feel, how aroused l am when l stare at your round butt and firm breast."

"what the hell are you saying?"

"Stop swearing Daniella, you know what I want" he said and trailed his fingers down my thigh.

 "Stop it Mr Robert, for f**k sake you are my father's f*****g Best friend,why are you doing this?'

"Just let me f**k that f*****g p***y of yours and you wouldn't have to f*****g pay back" he mimicked. 

"Am done here, to hell with your goddamn money."

 "Not so fast Daniella"he said and gripped me aggressively.

 "Your mother is dying remember" he whispered and trailed kisses down my neck.

"Stop it you old cunt, my mother will not die"l said and tried to free myself from his grip.

 But he tightened his hold on me.

"Let go of me now!"l yelled but his hold tightened.

"Have always fantasized on drilling your tight p***y but l think my dreams will finally turn to reality, you going to enjoy it " He said as he torn my shirt and kissed me aggressively.

I panicked.

I can't let him have his way with me.

My eyes caught something on his desk.

A bottle of wine.

  He was busy kissing me all over, l lifted the bottle and smash it hard on his head.

 He screamed out in pain and let go of me.

"You b***h" he snarled as blood ooze out from his head.

 I quickly adjusted my dress and loosened my scarf to cover my body.

I ran to open the door quickly and ran out of the company as everyone stared at me wierdly.

  I kept running till l reached a very long distance.

I heaved a sigh of relief and my breathing was rigid.

  I have no money on me.

I will have to trek home.

I never imagined my life will turn out this way.

  This is way too much, Mr Robert almost r***d me.

I never new he was a shameless hypocrite.

   It's a pity my father adorned him so much.

Have been trekking for about an hour.

I need to get home quickly and prepare something for mother.

How can someone's life change so drastically? I thought inwardly.

Finally, am close to my house, it's getting late ,l have to prepare something and take it back to the hospital.

 I walked through a bush path.

As l walked past the bush l heard whimpering.

   It was like someone was moaning in pains.

I traced the sound, the more l traced it the more the voice became louder.

 And my guess was right.

"Help me" he said feebly.

He looked expensive, handsome with deep blue eyes and he has an ear piercing.

"Who was after him?"

From what am seeing he was stabbed severally.

   I stared intensely at him.

How can a guy be this f*****g beautiful.

His he a god or an angel?

"Save me" he said and closed his eyes and he fell unconscious.

"Wake up" l yelled and tapped him slightly.

What should l do, l don't have money l can't take him to the hospital.

My hand touched something.

A necklace, his necklace.

  I stared at it and gasped in surprise.

On the necklace was boldly written:

Connor Braxton.

The second heir to the Braxtons the third generation family.

     I opened my eyes slowly.

My vision is blurry.

    Why do l feel so much discomfort?

I tried sitting up but yelped in pain.

  I recalled what happened yesterday and l recalled telling a lady to save me.

    My name is Connor Braxton the second heir to the Braxtons.

   We are a third generation family.

We own the largest conglomeration in the US.

   This is what l get from being an heir of the Braxtons.

    Have been attemptedly murdered on several occasions.

  But this time, all my body guards were killed and l managed to escape.

       I don't know why l wasn't shot but l was stabbed severally.  

 I bet the whole of the US are looking for me.

  How did l survive?

Did she save me?

   I look down at my body.

What the hell! Why am l wearing a female dress.

  This aren't clothes they look like rags.

My f*****g goodness!

    I tried taking it off but couldn't due to the pains l was receiving.

  The wounds were dressed neatly.

But it hurts badly.

I had no choice than to sit quietly.

  I took a good look at my surroundings.

       How can someone survive in this crib.

  My pet's house is more beautiful and Bigger than this.

 Ouch! My back hurts.

  The door creaked open and a lady walked in.

    Damn! She is beautiful.

She has Fuller lips, dark eyebrow with a narrower nose and suntanned skin with straight slender legs.

A goddess.

She looked depressed, her face gloomy.

 What happened to her? 

Has she been crying?

 She took slow strides coming towards me.

I was lost staring at her.

 "How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Did you bring me here?" I asked in reply and she nods.

 "Thank you for saving me" l said sincerely.

"You are Connor Braxton the heir of the Braxtons, never thought l could ever meet you in person."

 "Who was after you?"

"Why were you hurt so badly."

"I will have to find out when l go back home, my life is so f****d up."

 "You have to go see a doctor you are injured badly, l only gave first aid treatment, the wounds are deep and your skin is flabby."

  "Can you please take this off" l point to the dress l was wearing.

She started taking it off gently.

I felt sparks as her fingers brush past my skin l think she felt it too.

   How can she have this much effect on me in just one day?

She is driving me crazy.

    This is hilarious l never imagined myself wearing a female dress.

  "I should get you medicines and redress your wounds."

  "What medicines?"

"I don't take medicine especially unprescribed ones."

  "Things change, you will have to take it it will ease your pains" she said soothenly.

"I will be right back " she said and entered a room nearby.

  Why is she so decent?

All the ladies have crossed paths with always tried seducing me.

 Why?

Cause am Connor Braxton.

 But she is different, decent considerate well mannered and beautiful.

   Never thought l will ever speak so lovely of a woman.

A lot of things has changed in just one day.

    I stared at her as she came in and sat close to me and help me redress the wound.

  Geez! it hurts.

Why am l always the target? is not like am the the only heir.

 My older brother has never been ambushed.

 Why is it always me?

  "Don't you have anything boyish l can put on?" I asked after taking the drugs she forced on me.

I was only wearing pants.

  I watch as her eyes roamed my body.

Anyone will likely do same, it's not every time you get to see a perfect body like mine.

"Like what you see?" I asked and her face flushed in embarrassment.

  "I don't have any male clothing, l would have given you my father's but it won't fit."

"Do you live here with your family?"

"Yes l used to."

"Where are they?"

"My father is dead and mother in the hospital" she said lonely.

 "Am sorry" l said and she nods.

She has been through a lot, no wonder she looks depressed.

   It must be very hard for her to even fake a smile.

 "Do you have a cellphone?"

"Yes l had one until yesterday l had to sell it to save a stranger."

"How do you mean?"

 "The bondages, the antiseptics and medicines were all bought with the money."

"What the hell! Why will you?"

"Is that your way of saying a f*****g thank you."

 "For f**k sake you f*****g sold your goddamn phone" l said pissed.

"What the f*****g hell are you saying? l f*****g sold my phone to f*****g save your goddamn a*s" she yelled back at me .

 She indeed knows how to swear alot.

"May l know your name."

"Daniella!

"Daniella Abby" she said.

"Am grateful for what you did, am sorry l reacted that way but you have to understand l never knew selfless people like you still exist.

  All my life l have dealt and seen a lot of greedy people whose aim is to add more to what they already have.

"Thank you Daniella l will be forever grateful."

  "I still have some money left l will have to keep some for my mother's feeding and use the remaining to buy you some clothes and take you to a call center."

  "I have to go get you some clothes, you can't remain here, you need to be properly treated." She said and left shutting the door behind her.

 I can' t let go of her.

I can't leave her behind.

I have to come up with a plan.

  Daniella Abby you are one hell of an angel and it will be my greatest mistake to let go.

    My eyes fluttered open.

As usual l woke up late.

    I sitted quitely on my bed as l remembered those days when mom will have to bang my door severally yelling at me to wake up.

   I stared at the gift my father bought for me on my eighteenth birthday.

  The picture of Dad, Mom and l smiling so happily and tears welled up in my eyes.

   The doctor threatened to stop mom's treatment if the the bills are not paid.

 And today is the deadline.

  Where on earth will l get such huge amount of money in just one day?

     Yesterday l went job hunting but couldn't get any.

What job is there for a school drop out?

   Connor

As about Connor Braxton he disappeared the other day before l came back.

He left without saying goodbye.

  My mother can not die.

I have to do something real quick.

Mr Robert

  It isn't that bad to sacrifice my body in exchange for my mother's life.

What's the use of it lf l can't save the one l love?

I will just have to apologise to Mr Robert and tell him am ready.

  I got up quickly am running late, l ran into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. 

I have to prepare food for mother.

   She insisted l came home last night to get a little rest.

  I put on the apron.

What should l make?

Am short of foodstuffs already.

Beacon and eggs will do.

  "Daniella! I heard a familiar voice.

"Ariel! You are back."

"I missed you" she said as we hugged each other.

"How was your trip?" 

   "Was fine, l missed you alot" she said.

"I missed you too."

"I brought you food stuffs" she said.

  "Thanks Ariel."

"Don't mention, how is your mom's health?"

 "Terrible!

 "That isn't a nice word to say."

 "But that's the f*****g truth" l said.

"Again with the f word" she said and l rolled my eyes.

  "The doctor threatened to restrict her treatment, should l say am fraustrated?

No l think it's an understatement, please help me with a more crucial word."

"I have good news" Ariel said.

"Your good news are always lame."

"Iast time you mentioned good news l almost broke my legs thinking it was something sensible but never knew the good news was that you were having your hair weaved the following day."

"Trust me, this is going to be sensible."

"Say it already."

"I got you a job."