?His encounter with a Widow?
•(love,lies and suspense)•
?Episode Five?
Stella POV:
#The_next_morning
“When last did y’all see my daughter?” I yelled to the eight maids standing before me and they all lower their heads.
“Have you all gone deaf?” I sneered and one of them look up.
“Uhmm.. ma’am” she stuttered.
“Yes, speak” I urge her as I walk closer to her.
.
“Last evening, ma’am Flora demanded for two glas-ses of juice” she says and I furrowed my brows.
“Was she with someone?” I asked and she shook her head.
Oh no
Where has she gone to?
I went to her room a while ago to tell her breakfast has been served but only to found the room empty.
I checked everywhere but she’s nowhere to be found.
“Go get the gatekeeper” I order one of them and she scuttle off immediately.
I plonked on a couch as I bring my palms to my face.
“Flora, please don’t do this to me” I mouthed.
“Good morning ma’am” I heard the gatekeeper voice and I stood on my feet.
“Where’s my daughter Carson?” I shot at him and he took a step backward.
“I.. don’t have..an idea ma’am”he stuttered and I charge towards him.
“Please ma’am, it’s not my fault” he says as i grab his arm.
“Then whose fault? You are in charge of that entrance Carson, it’s hour duty to know who goes in and out-and time!” I scowled.
“I think ma’am Flora sedated my drink in order to escape” he says as he lower his gaze and I slowly let go of his arm.
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|•Ryder•|
I watch Flora’s mum as she sob quietly on the single couch.
I could felt my heart sank immediately she narrated how Flora had escape.
But I still don’t get it, why would she leave the house?
For what reason?
fuc-k!
I ran a hand throu-ghmy hair and stand on my feet.
“You nee-d to stop crying Aunt, the police are going to look into it and I myself will try best to look for her” I as-sured.
She didn’t say anything.
I breathe out and turned to leave.
I know she doesn’t like me for her daughter; but what other choice does she have?
We are the Gabriel’s, we always have what we want.
I slide into my car; ignited the engine and drove out of their compound.
Where are you Flora?
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?Flora POV?
I flic-kered my eyes open as my gaze landed on the ceiling.
Huh?
This is not my room; I thought as I toss the duvet aside and sit properly.
I look around the room and everything came replaying in my head.
How I had met inked guy.
How he had save me and brou-ght me to his house.
I breathe out and hu-gged my legs to my che-st.
This inked doesn’t really look so good to me-
he looks so dangerous.
I’m glad he saved me last night but I nee-d to leave as soon as possible.
But where will I go?
Gosh!
My stomach grumbled loudly and I look down at it.
Oh
I haven’t taken anything since last afternoon.
“Hey, food is my least problem for now so you should behave” I caution as I place my left hand on my stomach.
I look around the room again; it’s so beautiful and have a lot of girls stuff in it but not compared to mine in my mum’s house though.
Uhmm
Perhaps it’s her girlfriend’s room.
I crawled out of the bed and rolled my eyes at my black dress.
I strode to the closet and pull it open and my eyes bulged.
“Wow” I mouthed.
A lot of beautiful dresses.
I ran a hand throu-ghthem and smile broadly-so beautiful.
I wish I can try them all.
Without thinking twice, I pull a yellow gown from its hanger; still smiling to myself.
I stepped out of my black gown and hurriedly wear the yellow gown.
I walk to the mirror to have a look.
I place my hands on my flamed cheeks.
It’s specially made for me; it fits so perfectly.
But the problem is that, it stops at my mid-thigh which I was never allow to wear in my ex husband house.
My stomach grumbled again and I rolled my eyes.
You will never listen, will you?
I put on my black gown; I can’t possibly wear the dresses when I am not permitted to right?
I rearrange my hair and with one last look, I find my way to the door.
*
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I keep admiring the whole thing in this house as I descend the stairs slowly.
One could tell inked guy is very rich, a dangerous rich guy.
Everywhere is damn silent- it seems no one is in the house.
I thought as I climb down the last stair.
“Oh..my..world” I drawled as I stare at the magnificent living room.
I slowly counted my steps towards the sculpted figure in the living room.
I run my forefinger on it; admiring every part of it.
it’s a female figure and it’s so nice.
“Good morning ma’am” I heard a voice behind me and I flinch as I place my hand on it.
I turned to a woman- probably in her late forties.
“You don’t have to scared ma’am” She shot me a friendly smile and I nodded.
“I’m the housekeeper of this house and Zayn had informed me there’s a visitor in the house” she says and I mouthed an “oh”
“You must be tired ma’am, so come eat first” she urge me and I smile.
We got to the dinning and my smile grew wider.
I took my seat and the woman motioned me to serve myself- I nodded curtly and open the dishes.
My mouth watered at the sight in front of me.
Macron with baked chicken.
“Enjoy your meal ma’am” the woman says and turned to leave.
“Hmmm.. ma’am” I called and she turned to me again.
“Why haven’t I see him around?” I asked slowly didn’t know what to refer inked man as.
“Zayn has gone out since dawn” she replied with a light smile and I nodded.
“So his name is Zayn” I mumbled as I watch the woman’s back.
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?His encounter with a Widow?
•(love,lies and suspense)•
?Episode Six?
|•Zayn•|
#in_the_evening
I stepped into the living room with my jacket on my shoulder.
fuc-k
I feel so tired.
I glance up and saw lady in black descending the stairs.
She halted her steps immediately she sighted me and I rolled my eyes.
I toss my jacket on a couch and tucked my hands inside my trouser pocket-without looking away from her face.
“You can’t possibly stand there forever right?” I told her.
She swallowed and turned to leave.
“And where do you think you are going?” I asked and she turned to me swiftly.
“To the room” she replied slowly and I scoffed.
I climb the stairs and got to where she’s standing with my hands still in my pocket;staring straight into her innocent eyes and she quickly lower her gaze.
“If you’re really going to stay with me, then you should get rid of this black dress of yours” I said sternly and she look up at me with wide-ned eyes.
“But..but.. I’m a widow” she stuttered and I huff.
“Then why did you leave your house?” I asked nonchalantly and she brou-ght her face down sadly.
“It’s not..”
“Get rid of it or you leave my house” I cut in rudely and without any further talk, I ascend the stairs.
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?Flora ?
I stare at his back as he ascend the remaining stairs with my li-ps apart.
This guy is worse than I had thought.
But he’s so cute; I couldn’t help but stare at his face when he had step in.
He’s tattoo looks so good on him.
Flora.. I heard my subconscious mind yelled and I rolled my eyes.
I didn’t say it aloud. I replied her.
What do I do now? I sighed.
Of course it’s what I’ve always wanted- an opportunity to leave those craziness behind and enjoy my youthful ; I’m tired of this widowhood but at the same time, I’m scared.
I stare blankly into space and drew in a long breath as my mind drifted to my mum.
I’m sure she would definitely freak out immediately she couldn’t find me in my room.
But I really nee-d to do this; The Gabriel’s are the one controlling her and it’s certain she would give me out to Ryder too.
“I’m leaving now ma’am” A voice snapped me out of my thought and I hold onto the rails.
Oh.. I’m still on the stairs.
It’s the housekeeper.
“You don’t stay here?” I asked the woman-descending the stairs slowly.
She nodded and I furrowed my brows.
“Zayn appointed me to work here twice a week, I look after his other houses too” the housekeeper explained.
“He has some other houses?” I asked lowly- like I just heard the wrong thing.
The woman smile and nodded.
“Wow” I mouthed.
“Your dinner is served dear, till we meet again” the woman waved at me and turned to leave with her handbag on her shoulder.
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°Ryder POV°
“You nee-d to calm down Ryder” Sage says and I hit my hand against the table.
“Don’t fuc-king tell me to calm down, will you? I scowled at him.
I rake a hand throu-ghmy hair-breathing heavily.
I slumped myself on the swivel chair across the table in the study.
I glance down at the mess I just caused and look away almost immediately.
A maid will take care of it.
“Flora will surely be found” Sage as-sured and I bumped my fist on the table.
But when?” I roared and he sighed.
“Today marks the second day and I still haven’t gotten a positive response, where on earth is she?” I yelled on top of my voice.
“Who would have believe the naive Flora could leave the house ” Sage mumbled but audible to hear.
“I will search everywhere for her I do not mind tracking her and bring her back” I said throu-ghgrit teeth and Sage nodded.
“But hold on.. Ryder” Sage says and I look at him.
“Why are you getting all worked up about the whole thing, I mean Flora is your late brother wife but one look at your face, one would thought you are the husband here ” Sage says as he place a hand on his chin.
I scoffed and look away.
I stand on my feet and tucked my hands into my trouser pocket.
“She’s getting married to me soon” I glare at his wide-ned eyes and walk towards the door.
“Ryder” he called but I didn’t turn to look at him and I could hear his steps behind me.
“Ryder”
I bent the doorknob and stepped out.
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Tbc