BREAKING THE YOKE OF LOVE

I DON'T GIVE A DAMN!

The meeting was over, all the members of the Church of the Elite weeewere either or having last conversations. Patrick went into talking to some of his associates in the church. And while he did, he saw Eva waiting at a corner for him with Nathan in her hands. Patrick was utterly angry in his mind, he wanted his wife to be standing by him and greeting the members of the elite church, but instead, she was far. He also saw when Donald walked up to her and was engaging her in a conversation.

( EVA'S POV )

As she stood with Nathan at a corner, she got into admiring the church of the elite. The auditorium was large and garnished with expensive materials. The walls had thick embroideries that sang large sum of money, there were expensive paintings on the wall, the floor was glued with animal skin. Eva suspected that it was all original. As she stared at the members who were still present, she did a mental breakdown as to what the church is all about. It was basically a place where top crime operators get to commit crime with jurisdiction and control. They all get the permit to do as they pleased. It was also the place where a person can steal someone's company and money, if they are smart enough. What a dangerous place. The thought of escaping Patrick with her son came to her again, and she entertained them. She would try all she could to escape him, whatever the costs.

Just then, Donald walked over to her. He firstly extended a friendly handshake, Eva took it. He cleared his throat and began, “ I remember you stated that you practiced law for two years… “

Eva nodded, still unsure of what was going down in the conversation.

“ I would personally like to invite you to join my law firm. “

Eva arched a perplexed brow, “ You control everything from illegal weaponry and drugs, how is it that you own a Law firm? “

Donald laughed softly, “ I am a part of the church of elite, I could start a bakery if I pleased. Now, what do you say? “

Eva know there and then that her response was vital to her plan to escape. She immediately concluded that having a firm to strengthen everyday would give her time to think of an escape plan instead of being stucked inside the house with Patrick all day. And so she said, “ I would love to join your Law firm. I accept. “

Donald appeared delighted and satisfied with her reply. “ Thank you, I assure you, it would be a perfect basic to your cause. “

She squinted lightly, “ My cause? “

“ Of course, I saw how you expectedly stared around, like you were yearning for something. Being around the family business would surely be a great ground to start. “

Eva believed him, “ I think so too. “

He ended his meeting with her with a kiss on the cheeks and walked away.

( DONALD'S POV )

Donald had accomplished his missing of getting his Brother's fake wife over to his business place. Yes, he knew that she was a fake wife and not a real one. How did he know? He had secretly done close up investigation and had located Patrick's real family where he hid them. He had a wife with the name of Marie and had a daughter call Sam. He told no one of what he'd discovered, neither did he tell his family about his discovery that Patrick had married a fake wife. They were a functioning family who had to function to get whatever they want, they could find secrets on their own. Not when he could use his new information for his betterment, he can't risk losing it. Donald would soon get to business as to why his brother Patrick needed a fake wife afterall. He knew of Patrick's plan to seize back the f***o trade fair and as such he had to be at his best. If Patrick refused to loose then it was final, maybe then he could kill his younger brother once and for all. And as a desired plus, he had summoned a liking to Eva, she pleased him and he wanted her. And since she was a fake wife, why couldn't he have her?

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Eva and Patrick had left the church of the elite, but before they went home, they stopped at a grocery shop to purchase. Patrick was still in a bad mood, and so he walked up ahead, while Eva held Nathan and trollied from behind. They soon got to selecting the groceries that they needed. Even while Patrick was picking groceries beside her, he refused any firm of conversation. Eva went up ahead to fetch milk when something happened. She sighted the father of her son, Jason Mamoa. The main physically appeared ad though he was in distress. His face had thinned, his eyes were sunken deep and he had lost so much weight that his veins were visible. He wore a shirt that had pictures of herself and their son, Nathan. Eva felt a huge hit inside her chest, like.a large rock dumped there. Her first instinct was to hide, and that she did. She dived down along with her son. Eva was on the floor, breathing hard when Patrick met her in the position.

“ What are you doing? “ As he asked, he scrutinized the surrounding, in a bid to find out why she was in that pattern.

Eva was still breathing hard, she juggled for a reply, “ Um… I was… was um_

Patrick's scrutiny was harder than the first time, “ You were what? “

“ I slipped! “ She finally got a reply.

“ Get up. “ Patrick was strict.

Eva got to her feet and briskly walked beside him. She turned her back to see if Jason was still behind her but when she did, the man had disappeared. They got home, Patrick handed all the groceries that they had bought to a help in the house. Patrick headed to his room still without a word. Up until they left the church and had reached home, he had not spoken to her. Eva still confused, went into her own room.

( EVA'S POV )

While she was inside her room, she began to think about all the events that had happened from the church to the house. Randomly, she remembered when he called her a disappointment. Eva's countenance fell, she felt instantly bad and sour all of a sudden. Her legs became too weak for her to stand, her eyes got blurry as she began to cry. She asked herself questions, why was he disappointed in her? He called her a disgrace when she told him of her function, which was what she thought of the meeting. Did she perhaps do wrong with her answer? She felt like an insufferable child, like Patrick just bullied her in the worst way possible. She sat on her bed and began to cry. Eva didn't expect to be that caught up by the fact that Patrick was mean to her, but she was. Maybe f*****g the man so hot was enough to make her grow fond of him. After a long while of sobbing, she was growing a headache. Eva went down the stairs in check of medicine for it. She stumbled on a house help. Eva asked for the medicine and the help when in search of it. When the medicine was delivered to her, she craved something more. Something that would get her high and wasted, cigar. She knew right where to find them since she had watched Patrick fetch some from the location. At the far corner of the sitting room, there laid a bright brown home bar. It was locked but the key was laid in a particular corner, on a nail hooked on the wall. She opened the bar and took a bottle of vodka, Eva opened a drawer there and found cigarettes which she took. She went outside and sat besides the swimming pool, right where she f****d him the other day and began to drink and smoke.

All she could think of was hed situation and the desperation that she was in. As she smoke she paid no mind to her surroundings. She didn't know when a touch shoved her into the water, where she dipped and she couldn't swim. Quickly and surely, she grabbed the cement pavement close to the pool and jacked herself back up right before she submitted herself to the water. Eva managed to save herself. When she wiped the water from her face, she met a tall silhouette of Patrick standing before her.

“ What the f**k! “ She was already drunk from the alcohol and high from the cigarettes. “ You wanna kill me? “

Patrick scoffed, he then knew she was high, “ So you’re under the influence? “

“ I can hear you correctly, why did you push me? “

“ Because I can. what are are you doing out here? “

“ Reeling, you called me a disgrace. “

“ Thank God you know. “ He gestured around, “ Go back in, I think I heard your son cry. “

Eva shook her head in disagreement, “ He's asleep, you called… “ She began to cry, “ a disgrace, really? “

Patrick squinted, he couldn't tell if it was the influence or she was in pain of his statement, maybe she was both. “ Get inside! “

She shook and got to her feet, “ You are always mean to me… why? “

“ When you start doing your job, I'll be nice. Right now, I don't give a damn about you. “

As the bush behind them ruffled, Eva's emotions calmed. The man just told her that he didn't give a damn. Her heart fell, if it wasn't for luck, she wouldn't be standing. As she summoned bravery and moved inside as she was told, a large sound erupted from inside. Patrick summoned speed and sped before her into the house.

“ Eva!! Come!! “ His voice was so thunderous that she snapped out of her high state.

She too ran into the house. There, they met four year old Nathan laying at the bottom of the stairs in a pool of his own blood.