Don't get me wrong, Zane is a fine man but he isn't for me. Tons of women would throw themselves at him but my mother taught me that I should never make myself cheap for any man. If she were here today she would have shot daddy in the leg for his reckless decision.
She died years ago when I was still little. The image is imprinted in my brain like a computer code to a system, her body was lifeless and barely clothed, lying in a pool of her own blood and her beautiful brown skin was adorned with so many bullet holes.
My mother was murdered, that was my worst memory. Sometimes I heard her sing to me at night, a secret song only the two of us knew, no one else. It was my bedtime lullaby. Other times I had dreams where I would see her getting shot but I still won't be able to save her or catch the killer.
If I ever had a big decision to be made, I would pray to her for guidance. I did the same for any mission I went on and I always came back a success, I believe it was all because of her protection. My last relationship wasn't the best, I lost more than I gained and I wish I could go back in time and stop myself from falling in love. But that only happens In dreams and not reality.
The time I needed my dad the most, he was the one causing all the troubles.
I grabbed my keys and rushed outside, not answering anyone that called me, "open the gate." I commanded the gateman as I got into my black Bentley and zoomed off.
Where was I going? To the bar.
I was going on road rage and moving faster than I should, I shouldn't be drinking in the Early hours but the thoughts in my head were screaming so much I had to silence them one way. I reached the bar and kicked the door open, going to the counter,
"Neva?" The brunette quickly recognized me and pulled me to a chair quickly, "Neva you're fuming." She stated the obvious and with the snap of my fingers, she knew what I wanted. She sighed and mixed my drink asap and just as she brought it, I downed half the content despite how strong it was, tears forced out of my eyes as it burned my throat.
She was scared.
"Neva, what happened?" Alison was a good friend of mine, she has helped me hide a couple of times when either oops or the police were on my tail, I couldn't thank her enough for her input and I made it an occasion to visit only her bar to get my drinks.
But I wasn't in a good mood, "what do you mean? I'm perfectly fine." I lied through my teeth.
"Na uh you not! You did not just down half that glass and you're fine. Bitch tell me what is going on." She pulled her seat to mine, her Caribbean accent irked me and I growled, my aggressiveness getting the better of me,
"It's daddy. Daddy is hurting me." I croaked, I could only be strong for so long, I wiped the tears from my eyes as she pulled me closer to her. Alison was a sister from another mother, she knew what I needed so she brought more drinks,
"It's on me." She assured but I waved my hands,
"No, I'll pay. We can talk about this later." I sniffed before downing the remaining content, it was so strong I bled tears but it was just what I needed. She kissed my forehead and left me to drink. And boy I drank a lot.
Left my Bentley parked at her bar and she called an Uber home for me. I gave the guy a thousand-dollar tip and staggered out of the car, refusing all manner of help. I staggered into the house too, alcohol was winning the war it started with my expensive perfume.
"Is it me or do you look prettier drunk?"
I whipped my head to see a blurry vision of Zane but I knew he was the one. And I wasn't drunk, just tipsy.
"What the fuck are you doing here? Who let you in here?!" My shifting reality was making me lose control of my emotions, something that rarely happened and he only smirked, closing the distance between us,
"I came to see you." He was too close to me and my hand was on my gun, "aren't you happy to see me?" His scent was intoxicating me, making my body relax without permission and before I could pull my gun out he grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back, spinning his body to stand behind me.
"Not so fast Nevaeh," he whispered dangerously into my ears as my arms were locked behind my back with one of his, "you need to behave yourself whenever I'm around." He licked my earlobe, pulling on it with his mouth.
Fuck, that was an instant turn-on.
And he didn't stop there, he began to kiss my neck, biting it after each kiss before his large hands covered my throat. As much as I hated to admit it, my body was responding to him, I could feel an ache in my legs and my panties were getting wet.
I moaned involuntarily as he dominated me, and I'm sure he enjoyed the sound of my weakness, so much that he whispered "good girl." Purred like a happy cat, sucking on my earlobe.
He didn't stop there, his sneaky hand slid across my chest, groping my C-cup breasts that were braless in my thin camisole, I moaned at the action, I gave him that response he was dying to hear and as an appreciation gift, he pinched my erect nipple.
"Fuck!" I groaned loudly, as I subconsciously ground against his crotch, squeezing my legs together to subdue the sensation I felt in between them. He pinched my nipple harder to see what more I would do, playing with me like I was an experiment. I wiggled and moved against him for freedom but it only seemed to turn us both. I was drenched and soon he would want to touch me in more places, in more ways.
I wondered what he must feel like.
The alcohol was messing with my brain, Nevaeh get a hold of yourself! I pushed my head backward to collide with him in a headbutt and I whirled around to grab my hand, cocking it and firing bullets instantly.
My aim was bad as my vision was still blurry and he was dodging every bullet I fired. I reloaded but I still couldn't get him and a lot of things were getting destroyed in the process. Which attracted my father's attention.
"Neva, stop this immediately!" He ordered me but I fired one last bullet, and it hit him.
I wish to hire Zane but the person the bullet collided with was a mere servant who was running on an errand for the bastard. Nothing too serious, it was just a shot in the arm but the poor thing was in deep pain."Ben! Ben! Come take him away!" I shouted and my right-hand man, who never fails me, rushed in with an assist to drag the servant to the hospital."Nevaeh! Have you seen the consequences of your reckless behavior?!" Father blew hot on me but the alcohol still had effects so he could tell I was staggering, "are you drunk girl?!" He raged and I forced myself to speak."You're the cause of all of this! You! Look at what you have done! You have broken the promise you made to me and mother and I hate you for it!" I was just as angry as he was and the state I was in wasn't helping matters On a normal day, I would have stayed silent while I secretly hatched a plan to get what I wanted but the whole situation was making me spiral out of control. I fought against everyone but never a
The morning sun shines brightly into Zane's room. Reflecting its blazing light right on Naevia's back. Naevia was fast asleep on the bed. She had her face the other way, as she turned over towards the window, sleeping soundly. "Daddy, who's this? Who's this?" She muttered in her sleep. The blazing light of the sun shone brightly on her face. Disturbing the sleeping beauty and waking her out of Dreamland. Naevia opened her eyes and groaned at the ray of sunlight shining right through the window and on her. "It's too bright!" She complained and sat up immediately. Naevia scrubbed her eyes gently, trying to get herself. She recurred her dream of her father giving her hand in marriage to someone she doesn't know. Gasped, Naevia looked up to see if indeed everything that happened to her was indeed a nightmare. But she was left disappointed when she realized that she was still inside Zane's mansion, right on his bed. She groaned and took a look around. Naevia discovered how messy she
"Greetings Kelvin. You're here early. Hope everything is set according to the way I asked you too?" Zane asked, stepping away from the room he was about to show Naevia."All set Mr. Ash. Wanted to see if you needed any other work done before you head out," Kelvin said."Nothing yet, but I'll let you know if I want you to do anything else. Get my car ready. I'll be out soon," Zane ordered Kelvin."Alright Mr Ash. Mrs Ash?" Kelvin bowed lightly, smiling at Naevia.Naevia smiled back at him. After meeting Kelvin for the first time and relating with him, Naevia has never felt so better after what happened to her.Kelvin's kindness and wonderful approach towards her made her feel alive. She didn't feel lonely after the day they both conversed and became friends.Taking two steps back, Kelvin turned over and walked away to attend to the work Zane had just given to him.Zane hummed and glanced at Naevia. He met her staring at Kelvin as he walked away."Any problem?" Zane asked Naevia."Huh?
Zane walked around the table, watching Naevia arrange the balls back triangular. He couldn't help but admire her beauty.Her calmness amazed him too. It seemed like playing games is a medicine to calm her stubbornness. Zane stared at Naevia as she lifted herself off the table and glanced at Zane."It's all yours Mr. Ash," Naevia said, stepping away from the table. Giving Zane the go ahead to begin.Zane moved closer to the table. "Thank you Naevia," he complimented, navigating his eyes away from her and right on the table.Naevia stood aside to watch Zane, as he lowered down to take a shot of the ball. Placing her stick in front of herself and resting her hands on it, Naevia waited for Zane to take his shot.She noticed how Zane placed all his focus on the balls, without making any attempt to shoot."Why's he taking time? Is it that he has forgotten how to play the ping-pong or what?" Naevia wondered while watching Zane.She sees him lifting his head up then down lowly. He sure was ta
Zane sat patiently, waiting for Naevia. She was taking time to show up and help him out with the work he had made mention of."Here it is sir," a maid said, placing Zane's briefcase beside him.Zane doesn't respond to the maid. He just watched the maid when she dropped the brief case and stood aside."You can go," Zane said."As you wish sir," the maid said and turned to leave."Hold on first," Zane called the attention of the maid back.He paused a little and pointed at the direction he came from earlier. "Go and find out where my wife is. Once you see her, let her know that I'm waiting for her here in the living room," Zane said to the maid."Okay sir," the maid said and walked out of the living room.Zane sat quietly, wondering where Naevia had headed to suddenly. He just hoped that she wasn't up to something that'll upset him..Naevia stayed sitted on the ground. She stared at the ground with so much pain and depression all over her face.She kept on trying her father's number, b
He felt himself warming up to her again that he couldn't help but smile. He loved what he was seeing.Naevia walked out of the living room, heading for the kitchen. She met Kelvin on the way going. He was coming towards the living room.Kelvin and Naevia met each other on the way. Kelvin smiled and bowed lightly for her. Naevia smiled at him and walked pass him.They both went their way..Later on, Zane is at the dinning table, waiting for Naevia to come.A maid had come to inform him earlier that Naevia would like it if Zane moved to the dinning room.He did as Naevia said, waiting for her to come. He took his phone and went through some important things.Just then, Naevia arrived with a tray and placed it right in front of Zane. Zane sees this and drops his phone aside."I said I should make one of mine and my father's favorite meal. We eat this together after playing one or two games. Ping-pong used to be one of them," Naevia said, sitting beside Zane."Thank you," Zane appreciate
Chapter ten The next morning, Naevia woke up very early. She stretched out her arms yawning, before looking right at the window.The sun wasn't out yet. It was still looking dark. Naevia checked the time and realized it was 5:30am. She glanced to the other side of the bed and found Zane still sleeping. She stared at his face as he slept soundly. She turned away and dragged herself out of bed. Naevia groaned and walked straight into the bathroom. In the next ten minutes, Naevia is outside the bedroom in her joggers. She stretched out her legs and arms and puffed out. "Let's get those body parts in shape. Can't remember when last I went jogging," Naevia said, stretching and twisting her waists. She hop a little and started jogging. Then she jogger away from the bedroom and straight outside the mansion. The maids and guards who were awake around that time where stunned to see Naevia when she jogged out of the mansion and down the stairs in her joggers. They were astonished when sh
Chapter Eleven Zane still sat there with Naevia, talking about her work in the living room. Naevia stayed quiet and planted a fake smile at every statement Zane made. She wasn't comfortable with the sudden closeness. "I'm glad you're accepting this place as your new home. Never thought I'll see this day so soon," Zane said and chuckled. Naevia doesn't chuckled but faces the other way. She wanted this strange discussion to end soon and fast. All she wanted was a relaxing time alone in the garden. Ever since she got to know about the garden and felt how the wind relates with it, Naevia had come to love the grass decorated garden. But now she was loosing her relaxing moment because of Zane. Fed up of the strange attitude, Naevia rose immediately and said, "I have something to attend to." She walked away quickly. Zane had looked at her when she rose up from the bench. He noticed the strange expression on her face but thought he was the one making it up since it was night and dark alr