PROVE IT TO ME

DAWN

CHAPTER 1

I felt my head bang at once, my sight blurry, my hands and legs tied up, the smell off the room shoved up to my nostrils. I jerked my hands weakly that the rope would remove but I barely had energy to even see properly I hadn’t eaten for the past two days. I was interrupted by a bright light almost blinding me, I looked at the light admitting that the room was just too dark and the small ray of sunlight felt like I was directly under the sun. A man walked through the door and I tried seeing who it was but it just seemed too difficult probably because of the sun but my blurry vision added to it, all I could see was a built masculine figure. He took steps closer and my vision on him was better, I could map out how he looked like although not completely. He stared at me for about five minutes before speaking.

“Looks like you slept your eyes out” he said. Finding it difficult to focus. I ignored. He gave a slight smile at this and then dropped some food and coffee on the table. I stared at him at once then fixed my gaze at him mustering all the energy in me. I spoke.

c “What exactly do you want from me huh?” I asked confusion and frustration evident in my voice.

“For you to listen to me” he replied

“And why should I listen to you?” I asked

“Look I am not here to hurt you but rather help you alright” he said

I chuckled at his choice of words and stared back at the food. I was so hungry I could feel my stomach growling and saliva dripping out.

“I have no ill intention towards you. I am a special investigative officer, I am just here to offer my assistance.

“Assistance my foot I was fine alright before you brought your ass in into my f*****g business by the way tell your foolish friends at the constable to release my husband.”

“Am afraid that would not be possible but if you can listen to me. I will let you go home” he said

“Look your husband isn’t the person you think he is” he continued.

“Aww that’s bullshit officer just let me go” I said feeling dizzy once more. He kept quiet for a while then stood up to untie my hand passing the food onto me. I looked at him but I didn’t give two s**t as I pounced on the food rushing it like a lion locked up in a cage for years. I felt disgraced in a way cause of the way I ate but I was just too hungry to care. He sat silently as I devoured my prey till I was done.

“He is a r****t and paedophile” he said. I stared at him till I burst into laughter, he was a real joker just with a straight face.

“Are you sure you don’t need a checkup officer cause you seem a little displaced” I said. I was starting to see his face clearer now that my energy was restored.

“Do you love your husband?” he asked his composure intact.

I laughed hysterically at what he said

“Mrs Alrie please this is a serious question. Do you love your husband ?” he asked again in a more serious tone.

“Officer…” he cut me off then brought out a plastic drug container, funny enough I knew that container.

“You recognize this?” he asked

“Yes I do, it is my vitamin tablet I take everyday” I answered him a bit confused. Why he had it was a bit surprising.

“So………..?”

He went ahead peeling the label of the drug revealing a hidden label that was behind it. I widened my eyes in confused.

“Well Alrie this isn’t a vitamin tablet you assumed it was, this is a tablet that stimulate feelings”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning that you have been taking this oxytocin tablet that would stimulate feelings your feelings, normally there is some certain level of oxytocin hormone in the body…. An adequate amount at that but science has found a way to turn this hormone into a drug that can be ingested into the body and apparently this when taking in a wrongful dose…….”

“Speak” I summoned patience draining out of me.

“….. Could lead to obsession”

“Damn officer so you think I am obsessed with my husband?”

“I don’t think Alrie we conducted a test on you and the result was proven positive that a high level of oxytocin was found” he said handing over a document to me.

My name flashed before my eyes as I read the document, could this all be true? Was he lying to me .Did Branson really do this to me……………….

A YEAR EARLIER…………

“You will be having an appointment with phantom by nine sir” a smartly dressed red haired said. She was his personal assistant.

“Ok” Branson simply stated.

The lady walked out of the room her figure enticing and could steal all eyes she passed by and this didn’t exclude Branson’s eyes as he stared at her hips as it swayed out of the room.

Branson Peterson the Head of Directors to the Maroline oil company. An attractive man with an average physique having the right muscles at the right part although not enough but it showed he put some effort into working on himself his face was also on an average his bears practically covering all his mouth making his lips smaller than usual and this is all equipped with his chestnut brown hair. He reached his hand for the company land line pressing in some buttons.

“Report to my office now” he said over the phone.

“You asked for me?” Alrie said. She was a stunning and elegant looking woman, she was a beauty no one could really resist. She was a black haired lady with the perfect tanned skin complementing it. Her body slender with fine long legs, she had the perfect body you could say her face perfectly molded, she need not to do much to enhance her beauty but nevertheless she still put on a heavy makeup turning her to walking show glass anywhere she went.

“What may you need sir?” Alrie asked.

Branson stood up proceeding towards her until he was barely a inch away from her.

“You very know what I need ma’am” He said to her and there was some awkward silence before she broke into laughter pushing him playfully away from her.

“Misty breath huh?” Alrie said walking freely around the office.

Branson chuckled regaining his stance. ‘You don’t like it?” he asked

She turned towards him giving a seductive glare “I don’t hate it”

“By the way we will soon be hitched to one another why make a fuss about your stupidity” she said as she playfully joked around with his tie.

“Well I can’t wait for it” he said as he reach for her hands and found his way towards her gorgeous lips kissing them carefully but passionately. The heat found its way to their body, melting in pleasure she began to softly moan. His hands went farther up when she realized that they were in his office making her pull away almost immediately.

“What went wrong?” Branson asked obviously offended.

“We at work you dumb anyone could walk in here” she said adjusting her slightly rumpled skirt.

“Then we lock the door” he answered defensively wanting to kiss her making Alrie shift away from him.

“Well Mr Peterson we are at our professional fields……….. so please buckle up. I will be one call away if you need anything.” she said giving a teasing smile making her way out.

Getting home tired she headed straight to the kitchen grabbed a cup of smoothie from the kitchen and having a sip as she strolled through her i********: reels when he entered. It was Branson.

“Oh jeez you went in to drink again?” she said as she approached him to help him as he barely had balance of himself.

“ I thought as much considering the time you left the office” she said taking him to a nearby sofa when he pushed her.

“Oh so you think I have lost my senses?...... you filthy b***h” he said staggering his way back up.

“Branson you are not stable right now so would you please be reasonable and sit down”

“You calling me unreasonable” he said staggering towards her as she shivered in fear.

“Branson I need you to be calm” she said and immediately he hit her, hitting her continuously as her scream mounted the whole room.

She laid quietly on the bed next to him as tears fell from her eyes like a drizzle.

“I am sorry” she heard him say.

She immediately wiped her tears

“It is no problem alright couples face it a lot” she said caressing his hair.

“I love you “he said shifting her closer to him.

“Love you more” she said planting a kiss on his lips.

Morning arrived quickly and she was all set ready to leave for work. She finished the last touch of her make up applying a huge amount of a concealer and setting powder which masked her face perfectly. She hated makeup not totally but when it is appearing more like a mask which she needed. She gave herself a smile at the mirror took her bag and went on to give her fiancé a peck

“Don’t sleep too late, you know I can’t give too many excuses, your food is in the microwave, am on my way. I love you”

“Love you too” he replied still deep in his slumber.