ChapterTwelve
1679 Words
NATALYA’s POV
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“I need money, I have to get a few clothes for the journey”, Fred said lazily, as he stretched to his full length while on the bed.
There was no doubt about the fact that we'd just had one of the best nights of our lives to celebrate the death of Harold Johnson.
“You know, I’m beginning to wonder if you're only with me because of my money”, I said as I faked a frown, while trying to pull him closer to myself. I wanted more.
“You mean, Natalie’s money?” he asked, laughing sarcastically.
“Keep it low, dimwit”, I placed my finger on his lips.
“Oh, did I say something wrong?” he asked ironically, taking my hand away from his mouth and planting three submissive, electrifying kisses on it.
“You’re such a handful, both you and Jenna. I can’t deal with you guys”, I heaved a sigh.
Fred had suggested that I trick Harold Johnson into signing the documents relinquishing all his assets to me and Jenna, who he thought was his daughter.
“You love me exactly like that, don’t you?”, he pulled me in for a kiss.
“Of course, I do”, I returned the kiss, as I rubbed my tongue over his lips.
“We should stop”, he said amidst the kiss, refusing to pull away first.
“Should we, really?” I broke the kiss before we continued again, I tasted every bit of his lips and still wasn’t satisfied.
We were lost in the moment when my phone beeped; a text message most likely.
We moaned into each other’s mouths not wanting to break the kiss. I reluctantly pulled away from him when the beep kept coming in, followed by a call.
“Wait, I need to see who is calling”, I said, as I looked away from Fred who now looked disappointed.
“Shanty? Why is she calling?”, I asked, as I glanced over at Fred who gestured “I don’t know”
“Hello, Madam Natalya..”
“What is it?” I barked, not having the time for courtesy.
“Natalie has been kidnapped”, she said from the other line.
“When did this happen?”
“During the late hours of yesterday..”
“Do you know who kidnapped her?”, I asked even though I knew that there was no way she would know, but I did. Who else but Jenna? She was that ruthless; of this, I was sure.
“No, Madam Natalya, but I will find out,” Shanty replied.
I heaved a sigh and finally said with finality, “Don’t bother about that, you’re dismissed.”
Then, I dropped the call before she could attempt to protest.
I looked up at Fred who was now putting on his shorts to break the news to him, “Natalie has been kidnapped..”
“Oh, wow. Did she mention who?”, he asked, clearly disinterested.
“Fred, you and I know that it’s definitely no one other than Jenna. We know how ruthless she can be especially when she wants something”, I said, picking up my phone and making a few dials.
“You can’t just assume like that”, Fred was always used to taking Jenna’s side, “Who are you calling?”, he asked.
“I have to call Jenna”, I said, pressing the phone to my ear.
“Okay, I have to freshen up”, Fred whispered as he walked into the bathroom.
“Hey, Mommy. I missed hearing from you”, her happy voice soon filled my ears.
“Jenna, where is Natalie?” I asked. Jenna, for all her with and cunning, was still my daughter and if anyone could read her, it was most definitely me.
“What do you mean by that? We don’t stay together so how am I supposed to know her whereabouts? She's just probably trying to get Richard’s attention like the loser that she is”, Jenna said. Judging from her tone, she seemed excited and this feeling of elation only confirmed my suspicions.
“Where is she?” I asked again, ignoring everything she had just said. “I know you had her kidnapped.”
“Oh, how news flies. You have gotten a wind of it already,” she owned up eventually, not even remorseful in the least.
“So you actually had her kidnapped?”, I asked, as if wanting her to confess in the opposite.
“Mom, she deserves it and I can’t bear breathing the same air as her. She even dared to interrupt my wedding with Richard and put it on hold for God knows how long with her excuse of a pregnancy,” she said with an evil sense of entitlement.
“I know all of this, Jenna! But I specifically promised to sort it all out for you; Richard is yours alone but you have to understand that I don’t want you staining your hands with things like this. I would rather do it in your stead”, my voice had suddenly softened after being tense at the beginning of this statement.
“But, you are too slow and I don’t enjoy waiting to get what I want done, I want it done as soon as I think about it”, she asserted.
Jenna was no small deal, she had always acted this way since she was a little child and for the fear that she might hate me, I did everything to please her.
I even lied to Harold Johnson that I was pregnant with his child because I wanted her to be born and bred in money.
“Jenna, you can’t just say that to me after all that I do to make you happy”, I said.
“Well, that’s not enough. I’m sorry. I’m on the verge of losing Richard and I can’t wait for you to act when you would rather be having all the fun in the world with your secret lover”, Jenna yelled angrily from the other end of the call.
I froze on hearing the last part; since when had she found out about Fred and I? I wondered what else she knew about us.
“What are you talking about?” I feigned oblivion.
“Are we really doing this, Mom? You cheated on Dad with this so-called lover of yours and I know that he always visited you whenever I was away from home or asleep at night. You both never kept it calm with whatever went down with you in the room,” Jenna said.
“I’m sorry, Jenna,” I apologized to her, I couldn’t stand being the cause of hurt for my own daughter.
“Babe, can I use your toothbrush?” Fred interrupted the phone conversation, peeping out of the bathroom.
“s**t!”, I muttered under my breath.
“He’s even there with you! Pathetic! I expected that. You can keep having fun with your boy toyl”, Jenna yelled as she ended the call.
“Jenna!”, I called out, before I discovered that she had ended the call.
“I’m sorry, didn’t remember you were still on a call with her”, Fred apologized, coming out of the bathroom naked.
“At least, wear something!”, I yelled at him, frustrated, throwing his shorts at him. The sight of his girth, which usually got my juices dripping, was now a source of annoyance.
He grabbed it and put it on immediately. He sat quietly on the bed staring into space until he finally broke the silence:
“Don’t you think it's high time we told Jenna that I’m her father?”
“Fred, are you kidding me? Jenna is Harold’s daughter and she would never, ever accept you,” I barked angrily at Fred.
Fred and I had both agreed that Jenna would be raised as a Johnson, because we couldn’t even afford to feed a third mouth when we were together.
“I really want to have a connection with my daughter, Natalya,” he said.
“You know what? You’re crazy”, I said angrily, getting up and out of bed before storming out of the room leaving him.
“Natalya!”, he yelled.
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NATALIE’s POV
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I woke up with a headache and my head felt heavy like something had been placed on it.
I tried to replay the events that had taken place the night before and all I could remember was Amaya and I being attacked by some strange men. I remembered Amaya’s plight and could only hope that she was fine.
I opened my eyes which were blurry until I rubbed them, making my vision clearer. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I was surrounded by men speaking a different language and laughing their lungs out.
I managed to stand up, without them noticing my movements. I walked as fast as I could trying not to attract any attention, I walked as quickly as I could towards what seemed like an entrance to this place.
As I approached the entrance, I felt relieved but I couldn’t stop yet because I had not escaped.
I got outside the door and only then did I realize that I was aboard on a ship, in the middle of a sea!
“What are you doing outside here?”, a voice interrupted my thoughts and I froze.
I was aboard a ship, without my consent, being transported to God knows where, and now I had surely lost the chance to regain Richard, my lover. So what would happen to me, now? Or my baby? Most importantly; where was I being taken?
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