A MURDER TO SHARE
EPISODE 3
“Are you okay?”
“….. what was that back there?”..
Rufus sat me down on the bed, his voice aches with worry.
“What was what?”
“We were just talking”.
I grin with a heavy heart.
“Talking?”
“….. it doesn't feel like you were just talking “. He responds back..
Tell him the truth!
“It's nothing”
“Don't worry about it”.
I say with a smile and coldly walk inside the bathroom, hoping for a quick wash up.
I am busy washing my body with the scented soap that my husband got for me, when a hand suddenly grabs me from behind.
I turned back and Rufus's eyes were that of someone who wanted something more. He did not just grab my waist because he feels like it; he wants something else, something only I can offer him..
“ Sarah, I want you now”.
He pressed his hand tighter, making it hard to breathe..
“ Whoa! Calm down”.
I say to him, hoping to lessen his grip.
But the more I try to pull away, the tighter he grabs me and soon nails me against the wall.
“ Take off your clothes”.
He pressed my head and body against the wall. His manly hands were too strong to break free from his grip.
How can I take it off when he's being so mean to me..
“ I should, but let go of me”.
“….. please “. I asked him.
Rufus slowly pulls away. His countenance did not change as he quietly watched me take off my clothes.
I pull everything and swiftly surrender myself to the man I married. Rufus moans with desire, his dick hardening each moment he stares at my body.
“ Fuck! You're so beautiful”.
He complements as he slowly comes nearer. They grips my breasts and playfully bites the nipples. I moan, my hands slowly grabbing the back of his neck, allowing him to continue.
“ Come on”.
Rufus grabs my hand, bringing me back to the room. He pushed me on the bed and fell, letting go of a heavy whiff. He then climbs on top of me and slowly departs my quivering legs.
“ Sarah….. do you know I love you very much?”. He lowers his head, deep whispers to my ear.
“ I know, I am aware”. I said, laboured breathing.
Why's he acting so strange?
Perhaps he suspects me with his brother?.
“ Then promise me”
“ ….. promise me you wouldn't hide anything from me “.
He holds my face with his hands..
“ I…..”
“…. I promise “‘ I hesitate but say it at the end.
Rufus smiles victoriously, like he had just won the lottery. He trusts me so blindly, and even if I wish to tell him the truth, it'll be my words against his brothers..
Maybe he might take my love for him as a medium to get closer to his brother and avenge what he did to me..
Daniel must pay for what he did
My husband passionately kissed me on the lip, afterwards we cuddled and fell asleep. I woke up hours later and maid Alisha had just arrived. She came with gifts from Rufus's extended family, even the ones aboard.
I ask her to keep the gifts by the corner of the room and leave. Alisha nods once and leaves instantly. Rufus is still asleep, so I take my time in checking the gifts. They were indeed expensive gifts from my aunties and uncles from Rufus. Grandmother also brought hers, mother-in-law wasn't excluded, and neither was my brother-in-law.
Why did he get me a gift?
I slowly unwrap his gift, my hands quivering uncontrollably as I tore the wraps away.
Inside is a beautiful ruby necklace.
That son of a bastard!
I used to love wearing it until I was traumatized into hating it. How dare he send me such a provocative gift? Why should I let him bully him?
Rufus is asleep, so I grab the box and take it straight to his bedroom. I forget to knock and just barge in while he's just leaving the bathroom.
“ Oops! Care to knock?”.
He turns to me so casually.
“ I'm sorry”
I lean away, stretching out my hand and giving him back his gift
“ What?”
“….. don't like the gift?”. He questioned.
“ Are you really going to ask me that!” .
“ I don't need anything from you”.
“ ….. do you know that?”.
I reverted back.
“ Fine, drop it on the table”.
Daniel shook his head, eyes directing me to the table he wanted.
I walk to the table and casually drop the box. My hands had slowly let go of it, before Daniel forcefully grabbed my wrist and pulled me against the wall..
“ Hey, stop!”. I struggle with him.
“ What do you think, Sarah?”.
“ That I won't be able to know you?”.
“….. to remember you?”.
“ Do you think I had forgotten”
“Maybe you have…..”
“ ….. let me refresh your memory “.
He pulled me away from the wall and pushed me onto his bed. I watch him take off his clothes, my mind pacing as I slowly quiver in fear.
Do something!
Daniel's face reminded me of that unfaithful night. That night changed me, and as much as I was not caught out of fighting, my hands managed to grab the fruit plate beside his reading table, and unapologetically used it on his face.
The sound of someone being hit on the face, echoed loudly.
Daniel falls to the ground, his head bleeding as I wore back my shirt and rushed outside to safety.
I return to the room and walk straight to the bathroom to whine. My husband is still asleep, so I turned on the shower and quietly cried under the cold pouring water.
Did the same thing try to happen again?
The water washed away the filth I felt.
The agony, the pains and wounds from my heart. Once again, I am to endure all these alone. No one to help, even my husband, whom I married, doesn't have a clue about anything.
Should I just tell him everything?
Maybe together, he can help me take revenge on his brother for hurting me.
Who in his right frame of mind takes advantage of a lady, that too without her consent?.