Ava’s Worldly Desires

Like a rodeo

Alexander

I turned around to introduce Xavier, my son to the company; most have never met him but have heard of him. He was away in Germany where he stayed with his mom and her new husband.

MY EX-WIFE

The amount of pain imprinted into my heart when I talk about her or hear anyone talk about her is nothing worse could describe.

I met her when I travelled to the UK with my dad who went for a business meeting. Her dad was my dad’s close friend and business partner. One day, as I remember vividly, her dad pulled me by the collar and called me his son in law right in front of my dad. Fast forward, the marriage between i and Cordelia was an arranged marriage between the two families, a business marriage as I would like to call it. Both families as a result would be getting shares of each other’s company.

Alas, The whole tragedy started at the night of our wedding when she wouldn’t let me sleep with her . I found out months later about the man she wanted to get married to instead of me, her youthful sweetheart. I told my father about my plans of getting a divorce because I wasn’t really getting what I wanted. He told me to hold on, saying

“A marriage between two people isn’t meant to be perfect, you chose a partner whose flaws you can live with”

His words hit deeper as I digested them. I knew it was also a business marriage and me divorcing her may lead to a whole lot of contracts being cancelled, shares being recalled and conflicts between the two companies.

I decided to talk to her about it and make a compromise. For the first time in months, she let me lay with her. I still had feelings for her regardless of her behaviors. She doesn’t cook neither does she clean, but she got the ring.

Few months later, we were having dinner in the dining room when she got nauseous and rushed to the bathroom to throw up. I thought it was something in the food that she didn’t like so I ordered the maids to take it away and bring other dishes. I was wrong. She still threw up after the change of food.

We decided to get a pregnancy test that night and yesssss she was pregnant. I was overjoyed on hearing the news, I couldn’t contain my joy.

For the next months, I tried to cut my schedule and fit her into my own schedule. I bought her so many designer clothes, bags , shoes and baby items. We even set up the baby’s nursery together that she ordered from Italy . She began to be more present in our love life, our love life began to blossom more due to efforts been put in by both of us ,anyways she was going to be a mom now.

On the 16th of August, 2003, I received the biggest news of my life. My life was finally gonna be complete, as a child I have dreamed so many times of being a father, one who is present in his child’s life unlike my dad. I promised to be there emotionally, physically, financially and all other ally’s you could think of.

I got a beach house as a push gift for my wife and arranged that she is taken care of by the maids.I also promised her a trip to Tokyo when the baby was of age to travel via aeroplane.

“Cordelia!!!!”

“ What are you doing Cordelia !!!!“

I couldn’t believe the sight that laid before my eyes. It was such a gory scenario to behold. I saw my wife, the mother of my child on top of another man, the man she told me she was no longer seeing, her youthful sweetheart . It really shattered me. It took me a lot to draw back and not act roughly. My son was just a few months old, she didn’t even get to heal properly yet.

Ever since then, I vowed not to have any romantic relationship with anyone. I decided to keep relationships at surface levels. It became a traumatizing experience for me, it took me a lot to heal . Did I really heal as I thought?. I didn’t even want to get close to any woman anymore.

We both divorced each other and I couldn’t get custody of my son because she was still breastfeeding him. I made time to see him five days in a week, I wanted to be a present father and I knew I had to be there. I didn’t want my son to be raised by any other person while I was alive. To me, they wouldn’t raise him the way I would have wanted to.

One faithful afternoon, I went for my fatherly checkup on my son at the usual time, I planned on taking him to the arcade at the mall as he had earlier requested. I walked up to the front door and knocked. I kept on knocking, but there was no reply from inside the house . I knocked hard with my right hand , dialing her number with my left hand. It kept ringing , she didn’t pick up. I picked up a medium sized stone, shattered the glass on the door , unlocked the bolts and entered. The whole house was empty, all furnitures were no were to be seen. I went upstairs to my son’s room and his room was empty you could hear a pin drop. I dialed her number , at this time with tears dropping off my face.

“No, No, Cordelia please don’t do this to me,I beg of you, where’s my son”

I could feel my legs getting weak as I eventually fell hard on my knees, crying my lungs out. I searched everywhere for my son , I couldn’t find him. His information was deleted from the database, his last movements couldn’t be traced, it was a clean move.

Few years later, I got a message from the woman that destroyed my life. She gave me an address to come see my son, finally , I thought. I took the next flight to Germany to see my son, Xavier. He was looking tall, handsome, much different than I last saw him. I even bought the former house of the market just incase they ever showed up but they didn’t. I gave him a warm embrace as we both melted in both arms. I had missed him so much.

I dragged Cordelia by the hand to the front porch of her home.

“ I am taking my son with me, it’s not a request but a command, Cordelia”

Brought him back to Miami, I introduced him to the executives of the company as my heir. On our journey back, he told me he attended FSU and just returned to Germany few months ago after graduation. He told me how his mother told him I was no longer alive and even showed him my supposed grave.

“She’s indeed evil, how could she turn my own son against me. He was in Miami for four years of university and I didn’t know”

“I had failed as a father, I wasn’t really there for my child. How could I let him slip out of my hands for those amount of years. I searched everywhere for him, I swear.”

I saw the same journalist now dressed as a caterer in my office. She looked different, she was now wearing a black shirt gown and her hair glows down her shoulder highlighting her face. I was not mistaken, she was the one. She was looking so gorgeous.

I traced her toned legs with my eye, counting every hair on her legs one by one that wasn’t visible to my eye. I could feel my d**k getting hard the more I looked at her.

“What was her mission?”

I walked up to her rubbing my half filled wine glass on her catching her attention. Getting closer to her , I could smell her , it was something drawing me close to her, I didn’t just know what.

I walked back to the table raising my glass up to welcome my son. Everyone got up raising their glasses as cheers filled the air. She indeed distracted me from the rumors that was spreading about my company.

I got up and left the gathering walking towards my private office. Devante followed me and he set up a meeting with the mayor.

“The ledger containing records of transactions of the money laundered is still in my safe sir, we have a mole. Someone leaked the information about the plan sir, I think at this point , we have to start the construction of the underground city to shut them up. From the slide shared to the screen, you can see our stocks dropping rapidly, we need to do something immediately“ Alex said in a shaky tone

“I’ll set up a press conference, we need distractions and I approve the commencement of the construction, Alex”

“I’ll be needing some bucks for that sir, I’ll also advise you don’t withdraw any money from the Swiss account to avoid all eyes on you. We have to move quietly and quickly. I’ll get my team to start on something and I’ll be sending you the blueprints which you can use to back up your statement. There’s a rat among us that we’ll need to fish out.

“Leave that to me Alex, I’ll be sending some bucks to Bishop Martins, I’ll drop it as a contribution to their new project. He will be the one to send the money to you. As for the rat, I leave you to deal with that, Alex”

“Soy esta vida o la próxima”

Raising my two hands above my head while they both cross over each other. It was a sign done by the Rodeo Brothers, our confraternity to show respect.

“ Soy esta vida o la próxima…mi hermano” Mayor replied

I turned to Devante , told him to go meet the girl that caught my attention earlier to come meet us downstairs in my black Audi. To my surprise, she did enter and we drove home.

(To be Continued)