Chapter 59: Chapter 59
Edith
After the two minutes of prayer where I thanked God for being with me instead of mourning the death of Benjamin, I called my driver cum bodyguard Samuelson. "Ms Edith" he acknowledges professional immediately on the second ring. "Hi Samuel, on the sad demise of one of my co-student in the college, we are announced a holiday. Could you please come back and pick me up?" My voice was supposed to comes out in dullness but rather contritely debuts in excitement.
"Of course Ms Edith." He replies instantly. My previous bodyguard James was fun loving and lively but Samuel is completely professional with 24/7 dead pan expression. No doubt he is the choice of Sandro. James was thin and tall. He was jovial, smart, often told me stories of his wife and his two smart kids who are three and seven. Poor James lost his job because of the hullabaloo I pulled yesterday night. I feel very sorry for him. If not for my outcry he would have continued to serve Sandro.
Though I'm only a bathroom singer today I cannot stop my joy. I sing 'old town road' by Lil Nas X and dance to the tune which was played in the stereo a while back in the car. Opening the front door and walking inside I smell delicious cheese sandwiches made by Charla. I pour myself a glass of orange juice and sit before the T.V to watch my favourite show 'The good wife'. No sooner I finish my lunch and walk to my bedroom to Skype my parents I hear the twisting of the door knob and Allesandro walks inside.
My happiness knew no bounds seeing him in the house as if I spotted him for the first time after a decade. "Sandro" I whisper in exhilaration and run through the stairs to reach his arms. He looks at me in surprise and voices. "Careful Sweet Cakes you may fall." I was more than thrilled to make a note of such a trivial thing. I run from the corridor, sprint through the stairs and collapse on him with my arms surrounding his shoulders. He takes a step back, presses his hand on the table to balance us and circles his arms around me.
"You did not go to college today Sweet Cakes?" He asks me amazed. I chose to put aside his question and ask him with my eyes as big as saucers. "Do you know what happened today in the collage?" He nods and encourages me to speak going more curious. "Benjamin...Benjamin that fucker lost his life. Somebody battered him to death and his dead body was hanging to the ceiling like a display to everyone." I spoke the last four words of my sentence as though in a declaration with joy going boundless.
"Is it?" He tips his head down a little to look down at me in delight and I nod to him with my eyes wide in huge twinkles. "I am so happy to hear that. Congratulations!" He pulls my cheek. And I continue to talk animated. "You know what, as an icing on the cake I'm given a holiday too to celebrate the occasion." He raises his eyebrow going incongruous and I giggle. "We are given a holiday to mourn the loss of the fucker."
"Shh" he places his finger on my lips. "Curses are not to be uttered from the lips of Angels." I tee-hee and get naughtier to bite his finger but he was quick to evade his finger from the claws of my teeth. "Sweet Cakes?" He calls in a chicaned deterrence. "You are going more mischievous these days." I titter and bring myself closer hugging him tight. My left leg goes around his legs followed by my right and he was quick to hold me with his hands firm on my buttocks careful I do not fall.
We were standing at the entrance in an awkward position, occupied in our own world until the driver calls him "Sir?" Both of us turn back simultaneous and see, we were blocking the way to the entrance. The driver had around ten shopping bags hanging in each of his hand. I looked at the carriers and then at Sandro alternatively in curious glances. He smiles down to me moving to the side of the room and gives way to the driver who carries things upstairs to my room.
"You made your room a cinerary of things yesterday so I bought new ones for you." He tells me kissing my forehead. The driver takes his leave after dropping things in my room. "You bought all those things for me Sandro? I ask him taken aback pointing to the door of my bedroom.
"Yes my Princess." I hug him tightly in excitement between my giggles and he took us to the sofa placing me on his lap. "Thank you very much Sandro." I kiss his cheek and a lump forms in my throat at the graze of his rough skin on my lips. My eyes instantly fill in extol peeping into his orbs. "Sandro" my voice hitches and my heart acclerates in its beat.
"Yes my princess?" He asks, his voice turning huskier and laddish. My eyes meet his sky blue optics and slowly crawl down to his lips. I lean closer and my breasts rub against his brawny sternum. "Sweet Jesus" he murmurs turning his head to the side and looks back at me. His hands around my waist go firmer. Sandro's breathe on my face was hot and rugged in an uneven sound.
My hands go flat on either sides of his chest moving leisurely along the strong panels of his well defined muscles. "Edith?" His tone was coarse and sinfully masculine. "Yes?"I try to restrict my legs closer to arrest the wetness between them. He looks down and leers between my legs and pulls me closer. The soft folds of my feminism brush with his acerbic masculinity.
I bite my lip to arrest a moan that was almost at the tip of my tongue and look into his eyes that were walloping down into mine in an unquenchable passion. "Sandro I love you so much." I breathe out letting out the ultimate voice of my heart.
"Sweet cakes" he traces his mouth against the hollow of my temple and trailed the line to my cheekbone evoking in me licentious sensations. The feel of the prickled skin of his cheeks and upper lips was sending wild tremors along my nerves accompanied by his pure male lemon and hue fragrance. My breathe fills in desire and I scud in his lap to appetize on his titillating erection. He lets out a curse and gravels deep."You are such a rapturous tease." I could inhale his breath and feel its warmth on my skin as his lips gradually descend to cover mine. His tongue delicately traces my lower lip like butterfly wings, just long enough that my lips fall open at his entwining flips and savour the taste of him. He felt as delicious as he smelt in some unknown but delectable taste of wine and cherries.
My hands went into his hair enjoying the soft caresses of his thick black hair. The kiss slowly turns fierce with his teeth tugging at my lips and fingers twined into my hairs. "Mmm" a sexy moan escapes my throat as I knot my fingers into his hair and pull it sucking on his bottom lip. "You are my dream, my only desire Edith." He speaks out the words of his heart just then the phone in his pant pocket rings. "Fuck! Being a doctor has its own perks and problems." He whispers rather to himself and picks up the call.
"Yeah, I am coming. Inform the anaesthetist to reach the hospital before me and keep the patient ready. Remember the patient is to be on an empty stomach." He speaks into the line and cuts the call. "I need to make a move. An emergency arrived." He tell me and kisses my hair after placing me carefully on the sofa from his lap. "I will be late to home. Have dinner and sleep. Okay? because you know what I am if you do not eat." He points to me his forefinger in a subtle caution. The beastly mode is back on the mighty Allesandro Martin. Edith, you need to be cautious. My sanity teaches.
But the question I wanted to ask still remains unsolved. Gathering up all my courage I ask him playing with my fingers. "Sandro did you...?" I clear my throat looking up at him as he stands in his full height six feet and five inches tall with his hands tucked inside in his pant pockets in power, authority. Why does he stand erect looking down at me damn serious? He probably wants to intimidate me displaying his dominant aura and resentfully its working.
Edith, you can do it. Try once again. He is not going to eat you.
I knot my fingers to one another closing my eyes for a second and silently pray God to give me strength. He gives me a cocky grin. "I'm waiting for you Edith and I cannot wait for long as there is a patient ready for me in the hospital for a surgery."
Egoistic sparrow.
I tightened my lips pulling the edge of my shirt in my hand. "Sandro did you have a hand in the demise of Benjamin." I close my eyes immediately as I finish my sentence fearing his ire. His fingers touch my cheek and I slightly jump at the contact in trepidation. "Edith, open your eyes." His voice was heard commanding and I quickly look up at him in anxiety.
He caresses my cheek softly with the tip of his fingers and speaks broken. "Will I ever harm you princess? Why did you think I was ever going to hit you? I will never do that love, not even in a dream." He quickly pulls me to his chest and kisses my head after holding me in his hands.
"Yes, I ordered my men to kill that brute and before doing that I instructed them to beat him to a loose pulp so that he would retain his lessons even in his next birth." His voice goes in ordain slightly shaking in anger.
"I will spare no one in this world who tries to harm you or even vaguely entertains the idea of hurting you."