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CHAPTER ONE

Three Weeks Later

LUCAS

The feeling of relief and freedom in my soul opened a new chapter in my life, making my heart to open up for accommodation of Rita as my soulmate. I had won the case miraculously through her professional defense mechanism, and nobody had been able to believe that Lucas Asqoure was now a free citizen, already done with the charges that had been pinned down on him concerning Emilia's death. I knew I was supposed to be in jail if justice had taken its course in the correct channel, but I didn't mind at all, putting in mind that money has power to change the course of the brooks of justice and direct them towards the waters of uncertainty, delusion and misconception.

Emilia's family had lost in the case for the lack of sufficient evidence in the charges they had placed against me. They had given up and accepted the court ruling unwillingly, with the family lawyer relaying some complaints of what he perceived as interference with the intelligence agencies during their investigation on Emilia's death cause. All in all I was now a free citizen, putting in mind that my two wives had already passed away in mysterious circumstances that were only known to me. I was now prepared to continue with my secret dealings in 'Scarlet Wap', a porn shooting company I had registered in from the time I was living in Italy.

The company's operations is what had triggered my application to be registered as a Kenyan citizen, and I had spent seven years in Kenya without any engagement with the company or involvement in any illegal activity in order to qualify for the registration. After the completion of the registration process, my boss contacted me to commence our company's operations in Kenya immediately. It was tough to start with the basic operations of the company, since porn shooting is an illegal activity in Kenya. That is where the power of money came into a great demand, and it played its part very well.

The branch came into full operation after one month, and it was now doing a pretty good performance on the regular earnings, as well as the profits. I had prepared for the following day's journey to Salga, Nakuru county, where the branch was located, to go and meet my boss who had called me for a meeting that he termed as very crucial for the company's progress. I had no clue on what the meeting would be about. After lying to Rita that I was going for a business trip in Eldoret, I managed to sooth her into accepting my suggestion to travel alone and come back to Nairobi once I was done with the trip.

I had already put my properties under her management, including the two luxury resorts in Jacaranda, one night club in Westlands and the eight petrol stations across the city. Rita and everyone who was known to me perceived my life as that of a committed businessman, believing that most of the money that I earned had its source in the business activities I engaged in. Anyone who crossed the limit line of my secrets and got an hint of information concerning the Scarlet Wap had to see the worst side of me.

"Am really nervous and anxious at the same time. It's my first time to oversee the management of such properties," Rita said to me as we exited from one of my luxury resorts in Jacaranda, named 'Glasgow Resort'. "You don't have to waste a single minute worrying, my love. I will be away for just three days and come back once the business trip is over. Besides that, I have assigned Delilah to aid you can in ensuring the smoothest running of everything while I am away," I said in a reassuring tone, standing and making her turn and face me. Her dark chocolate skin looked like a dazzling ornament in the sight of the evening sunset, her eyes glowing with full radiation of liveliness and beauty. "Relax, everything is going to be alright!" I said again and kissed her forehead in a prolonged affectionate osculation.

We passed through the Thika Road Mall for a quick shopping, then spent some time at the grocery store opposite the mall and started driving towards the Nyayo Estate at exactly 7:00p.m. We didn't talk much inside the Rover Sport, my eyes concentrated much on the road as Rita kept herself busy with browsing on her mobile phone. Our union as unmarried couple had been triggered that first day of our meeting in my apartment. The s****l tension between the two of us had led to the blossoming of affectionate feelings for each other in our hearts. I didn't know what it exactly meant to fall in love with someone, for I had not experienced it since my childhood. I had grown up believing that love or romance are just mere illusions that didn't exist at all.

Rita Aroyo was the first woman whom I had found to have a strong bond with, in comparison to my previous companions, including my two dead wives. It was through Rita that I came to understand that two people are not only bound by s*x or erotic feelings for each other, but also special friendship and ultimate care for each other's feelings. If I was to marry her, I was pretty sure that I won't be making a mistake at all, only that I feared she won't cope with my conditions for intimacy in marriage. "I do believe in myself anyway. You will be enticed by what I will do for your businesses," Rita said as I slowed the speed of my Rover Sport, preparing to halt in the enormous parking lot of the Nyayo Estate.

"Correction, our businesses, not my businesses. They are ours!" I said enthusiastically as we alighted from the car. Rita chuckled and sent another sexy look directly on my eyes. My heart altered its regular pattern of beats as I felt blood rushing on my ears. That woman was beautiful, pretty beyond what could expressed by the normal adjectives of the English language grammar. Heat intensified in my nerves as she took hold of my hand and led me towards the apartment. Her hands shook as she struggled with the key on the lock. When it finally gave in, we stormed into the apartment and paused inside for a moment as we stared at each other, everyone's quick breath audible as I witnessed colour flushing on her beautiful face. Nobody spoke for about one minute. We just stared at each other, then started kissing abruptly with no specific rhythm, until our teeth collided and lips turned sour.

Rita shivered as I dived my hand into the layers of her jeans and panties. I found the soft curls of her body and used my fingers to torture her with pleasure, making it difficult for her to stand. I rubbed her c**t repeatedly and heard her releasing sounds of moaning when I drove one finger deeply into her canal. I swallowed the sounds by taking her mouth into mine and kissing her hungrily. I held her so close to my body, arousing her with a gaudy kiss that lasted for so long, seeming to be the orbit in which our world was revolving.

I easily carried her to the bedroom and undressed her as she watched me with a gaze of invitation to fiercely make love to her. I shed my clothes and felt her hand grabbing my erect shaft, caressing it and making me to groan in pleasure. I didn't give her much time to initiate early spasms, I took hold of her hands and forced her to stay still in bed, then spread her legs wide enough to get easy access into her soft, wet curls. I tortured her with pleasure as I kissed and suckled her c**t, making her to rise her hips and press my head hard against her damp flesh. "Damn...!" Rita cursed as I finally stopped suckling her c**t, then watched in anticipation as I brought my hard shaft into the gateway of her canal.

In the midst of desire, logging, arousal and affection, I entered her and saw her gasping from the pleasure of my flesh against hers, pressing deeper and diving as much as she could take me, her flesh opening and mine possessing what seemed to have been made for me. I first tortured her with slow rhythm, making her to yearn for more, asking me to thrust harder, which I ignored and almost chuckled in amusement as she turned into begging me to change the pace. "Please... harder please!" She whispered and I took hold of her, placed a pillow underneath her hips and started giving her what she had asked for.

She screamed, moaned and cried in pleasure, shuddering repeatedly in the spasms that divulged her nerves into the climax of orgasms. As I reached the summit and erupted inside her, I stayed still for so long, still holding her and caressing her long silk hair, something I had never did with any woman before. "I love you," I muttered in her ear and withdrew from her canal. Rita remained still as I jumped out of bed to go to the bathroom. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked. "Yes I am, only too much worn out," she managed to say. "I know I have worked you out pretty good, but you asked for it. Let's go to the shower," I said.

"Go first, I will follow you. I have to rest," she protested. I went back to bed and held her hand. "Please, come with me. I would like you to enjoy the warmth of the city water with me," I said, circling my fingers on her palm. I pulled her out of the bed which looked like it had hosted a rough orgy in the last few hours. We stepped into the bathroom and I opened the taps for warm water, adjusting the faucets to regulate its warmth. Rita stayed still and closed her eyes as I washed her, scrubbing every part of her superb body gently. Then it happened again, that feeling I had never experienced with any woman, especially after just having s*x a few hours ago. The arousal swapped out my self control when it was her turn to wash my body, and every touch from her made my body cells to radiate new intense heat of enlivening. I couldn't hold it anymore, I started kissing her as the warm water flowed to wash our bodies.