CHAPTER 5
1098 Words
How was your business trip?” I asked Bravo who was finally back and was sitting with me in the richly embellished living room.
“It was good,” He looked down and smiled. “I know we are going to be good investors in future,” He sighed deeply, her eyes gleaming, with pride.
“Yes, it will happen.” I responded.
Bravo turned his gaze towards me, “Now tell me, how did you do in my absence?” he asked.
I removed my eyes from his face, stared intently at the fireplace in front of me.
How could I have told him the truth?
“I did well,” I replied my voice hoarse.
Bravo felt the sadness in my voice and caressed my hand.
“Did you miss my cooking?” He asked.
I tucked a stand behind my ear, “Yes i could hardly eat anything,” I said and returned his smile.
“Bravo, can I ask you something please?” I said sensing that he was in a good mood and it would be nice to ask her some questions.
“Yes.”
“You told me that my dad saved you after your parents died?”
“So what coursed their death?” I asked.
“They, committed suicide,” he uttered.
He looked at me somberly, and then took a deep breath.
“When I was ten, I not only learned about their suicide but also my parents had abandoned me.”
He pulled his hand away and fixed his brooding gaze on the ground.
“I always think that I was an unwanted child, the results of unplanned or forced pregnancy, and my mother never wanted me.” A tear rolled down Bravos’ cheek when he finished the last sentence.
“But his father loved me,” I thought to myself.
I didn’t talk to him about it again that day, because I realized I was bringing him pain. I spent the day roaming in the compound watching Bravo read books in the library since there was nothing else to do and Ade and the ladies were also not at home.
After having dinner, I decided to spend the rest of the night in my room. Happy in my heart and smiling, I reached in my room, opened the door, stepped inside and shut it behind me. I walked over to the window, and looked out at the clear night sky.
The moon was shining brightly. Then looked down at the gorgeous garden.
“Who is there?” I asked and looked around me glanced across the room and the door was closed and there was nobody in my room except me.
It was Cinderella!
She shocked to my core, and stupefied I gape at her.
“Look what you are doing,” she said.
“What am I doing?” I asked.
“I don’t understand this.” I added.
“Have you taken a look at yourself?” she asked.
I looked down at myself ran my hands up and down over my white midi dress, “I look good.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I replied though I didn’t understand her intentions.
“What about inside, have you taken a look?” she inquired.
“I’m healthy, there’s nothing wrong with me!” I spat angrily.
“Will your parents who are seeing you from up there be proud of you?”
“What do you mean watching me from above?” I asked.
She laughed.
Suddenly, she stopped laughing, her face grew serious, and eyes got darker.
She thundered, “What happened to yourself respect?”
Scared and feeling threatened I took a step back.
“Stop it!” I screamed.
Cinderella left my room after a few minutes. The lights in my room started flickering wildly, causing the bulb in the lamp explode. The mysterious spell that had controlled me was finally broken. The things that could have never even thought about in my life. I was enjoying relishing the pain and letting everyone hurt my feeling.
I lost my self-respect and my pride the two things that were great to me.
I swallowed hard, and balled my hands tightly in fists and thought about what had happened last night. I was so distressed and shell-shocked last night that I didn’t adjust the temperature.
A moment later after waking up and taking a warm bath I went to the dining room to take breakfast.
“Good morning Maryanne?” Bravo greeted me.
“Morning too.” I answered.
He finally started walking, but he didn’t go out instead he locked the door from inside. I tried to figure out what he was doing when he suddenly came over, stood in front of me and sat down in front of a chair placed before me.
“Turn,” he said in a low voice.
I didn’t move
“Kindly look at me.” He ordered.
I reluctantly replied, and turned my body to him, but I kept my eyes closed for I was a bit shy.
“What happened last night? He asked.
“Nothing,” I replied, my eyes still closed.
“Did you hurt yourself?” He asked.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I answered my voice unconcerned.
“You know exactly what I am talking about.”
I didn’t respond.
“Look at me why are you closing your eyes?” He said.
I looked at him and he was angry since I was not responding to him.
“Answer me,” he said.
“How did you get these marks on your body?” He asked sternly.
“I don’t know,” I replied.
“Why is your lips swollen?” he asked.
“I don’t know.”
My defiance had pushed him to his limit and it was clear that he was trying so hard to control himself.
“Why are you concerned about me yet you kidn*pped me?” I asked, unafraid.
“Because you are mine!!”
I gulped feeling a little threatened by the burning intensity and hot passion in his words.
“I have every f*****g right to know what has happened to you,” he glanced angrily.
Frightened at his change of tone I stared at him and woke up from the chair taking a few steps away from him.
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