MONA’S POV
"You are not leaving here until you regret taking what is mine, you stupid bitch!" She yelled, stamping her feet on the ground in anger like a spoiled child who couldn't get what they wanted.
"What concerns me with Henry? Why would I want to be with someone like that?" I asked, unable to hide the surprised look on my face.
"You are not just a stupid bitch; you are a liar and a pretender too; I see the way he looks at you and the smile you put on whenever he is around." She spoke pushing me into the dark room.
"Can you hear yourself? The way he looks at me? Put a leash on your dog and let me be. I've had a long day and can't deal with any of your stupid dramas," I said, pushing her out of the way and heading to my room.
Some days ago I received a message on Instagram from Henry complementing me on my beauty “You look like a goddess I love your beautiful long and silky hair” his message was one long compliment I thought to myself as I replied “Thank you” and didn’t think anything much of it and now she accuses me of going after her man “she is just full of trouble” I said to myself.
A few hours later at around 9 pm a maid knocked at my door to inform me that Dad wanted to see me at once and that he was in his study. The study is a place no one is allowed to enter except when you're in some trouble or when the conversation is meant to be a top secret so I knew I was in for it.
Putting a robe over my almost naked body I walked to the study that was on the top floor of the building. I entered after knocking three times in a role I was met with a rare scene where everyone was seated waiting for me.
Nelly my younger sister has a good way of manipulating anyone at all into thinking she is a saint just to get her way.
“I didn’t train you to be a slut” Mona's father started as soon as I sat down
“How could you shamelessly do this to your younger sister, seducing and sleeping with her man? How low can you go?” he said unable to hide his anger.
“I would never do such a thing you have to trust me, Dad,” I said trying to defend myself.
Mum sat with Nelly lying on her lap still sobbing. I pulled out my phone to show Dad the messages Henry sent me hoping it would be enough to prove I was telling the truth.
Nelly as if knowing my next move started crying aloud “Dad Henry told me to my face that i can't be as pretty as Mona and that since she visited his house when he was sick he got to see how much she cared for him and how could she visit henry without even telling me only God knows if she is not pregnant already”.
“Wait what?” I screamed in disbelief “How could you tell that kind of lie against me” I asked
“Dad you know I will never do such a thing not to my sister” I added this time turning to face Dad. He didn't say another word he Just got up and left the room. I didn't know if I should go after him or just let him be.
I sat there looking confused dad is a very loud man and it doesn't take him a thing to tell you exactly how he feels and his silence is not good at all. After sitting there for the longest time alone as everyone had gone to bed, I went back to my room unable to sleep.
Early the next morning, I heard my key knob unlock and maids Swam in like angry bees and started packing my things into my suitcases.
“What the hell are you guys doing,” I asked still sleepy. No one answered me. They just continued with their work like nothing happened.
“Are you guys deaf, where are you taking my things to?” I asked looking surprised as the sleep disappeared from my eyes. I ran outside to see what was happening and the driver was there smiling at me.
“We have a flight to catch and we can't be late,” he said.
“Where are we flying to?” I asked baffled.
“Phoenix” he replied. Now don't bother looking for your parents they are not home and their decision is final, “I'll be waiting” he said before entering the driver's seat.
“So this was why he was silent yesterday,” I thought to myself. I ran to his room to beg him because I wasn't ready for the sudden change, not this one. The room was locked I tried calling but it didn't go through. I went back to my room to get a shirt, a pair of trousers and sneakers.
That was all the clothing I had left In the room. I put them on and went to meet the driver. After calling Dad five more times without a response I got into the car.
“Grey, what the hell is happening? Why am I suddenly shipped to Phoenix?” I asked as soon as I got in. “Too many questions my dear one at a time” he replied, smiling sweetly at me. “I heard you fought with Nelly yesterday, sending you to Phoenix was the only condition she gave your Father for her to be happy Am sorry,” He said looking at me through the mirror right in front.
“What will I be doing there at Phoenix and how long will I be staying there?” I asked my hand fumbling with the bottoms of my shirt trying to calm my nerves and reduce the anxious feeling I had inside.
“We will get to know when we get there, I'll be with you all through," he said this time focusing on the road. I didn't know when I drifted to sleep maybe because the ride was so smooth or because I had little or no sleep the night before.
I woke up to a light tap on my shoulders “Mona we are here” Grey said in a low voice that encouraged me to sleep the more. “Mona” he called again holding my nose which forced my eyes open as I gasped for air. “Grey, do you want to kill me?" I asked eyeing him with a frown on my face. He didn't say a word instead he smiled and got out of the way so I could pass.
I'll be staying with my uncle he is a very hard man and a mafia boss. From what I learnt no one has seen him smile. When he is upset someone's head drops to the ground. I was hoping that part would be a lie.
“No wonder I was sent here as punishment, does Dad want me dead or what?” I thought to myself as I settled into the room given to me. It was small and very cold like a prison cell.
“Mona" I heard a voice call my name. It was cold and husky, something told me this was someone I should avoid if possible.
“Who.. Who is there?” I asked stammering holding the door knob my heart beating so loud.
“it's your uncle dear” the voice replied I opened the door as fast as I could only to be met by a very handsome face little strands of grey hair he had on his beard and hair even made him more handsome.
“Uncle,” I asked my jaw shamelessly dropping. “Yes dear, come let me look at you the last time I saw you was when you were still a toddler,” he said smiling revealing his perfect set of white teeth.
He took me to the garden and offered me a seat and some drinks “Now tell me everything, how are your parents?” he asked “They are fine sir” I replied my face fixed on my drink
“I didn't think you would be this good looking” I added this time looking straight at him. He just smiled and sipped his drink. “Are you married?” I asked.
“No marriage is not for everyone,” he said when his phone rang. “I see you’ve been giving your dad a hard time, you’re too young to be doing drugs and to be arrested and detained by the police and beating the hell out of your mom,” he said ignoring the call. “That’s disappointing I had high hopes for you because of your mother” he added his voice pained and husky
What could Dad have told him about me? I thought too shocked to even respond. When I recovered from the shock, I was alone I guess I zoned out for a bit. Did Dad have to go that far? Drugs and police detention?
Frustrated I decided to take a little tour around the mansion when I heard some noises coming from a room. Well, I should have just minded my business but I didn’t I opened the door and peeped in and what I saw left me speechless.
“Put it all in your mouth” I heard my Uncle Ken’s voice
I tiptoed into the room and stayed in a place I knew was well hidden
“All of it and take it slow” he added this time moaning
He grabbed her by her hair forcing his full length into her mouth.
This lady was dark and beautiful her hair styled in a very nice bob that was already scattered from the way he grabbed it. he was trusting in and out her mouth like he wanted to choke her to death, a drop of tears slipped from her eyes making me wish I was the one under him. Oh, the things he would do to me I thought biting my lower lip my fingers trailing their way down to my pants as I felt my wet pussy.
“Wait” I stopped myself “what kind of shameless thought is that?” This is what my uncle is talking about. I shouldn’t be invading his privacy like this what if I get caught? Panic washed over me as I tiptoed out of the door, I could feel him smiling at me as I turned to leave.
Early the next morning I was called to join the breakfast table. Uncle Ken was sitting directly opposite. “Good morning Uncle Ken” I greeted trying my best to avoid his gaze am not about to start looking at someone whose dick I saw yesterday but couldn’t touch. He didn’t say a word he just nodded and continued eating.
Guards, all hot and handsome stood two meters away from us eyes peering into the thin air in front of them.
At some point I got scared will I survive this place?
Will I be forced to do drugs? My head started to spin and I closed my eyes tightly. Why was I thinking too much? I didn’t do anything wrong, so why was I being punished for just existing?
“I don’t feel good” I muttered, my head falling towards my plate of food. It was like I lost control of my body. Uncle Ken held my face from across the table stopping me from burying my face in my food.
With his large hands still holding my face, he walked around the table and carried me in his arms.
Damn, I felt so tiny compared to his huge and well-built body. He was a jogger trouser and his upper body was bare. You can imagine how I felt. All the butterflies that ever existed in my belly came alive. With my body against his bare chest, I wished I had worn less clothing.
Kicking the door to my room, he walked in and placed me gently on the bed. I could feel his breath on my face and oh my goodness, he smelt like blueberries. I love blueberries and have a lot of perfumes and candles with blueberry scents.
“Do you want me to call a doctor? He’ll be here in no time” he said his deep voice bringing me back to reality.
“No not at all, I was just feeling light-headed,” I said
“You’ll be fine,” he said, gently pulling the hair on my face away.
I wanted him to stay longer but when he pulled back I didn’t do anything but mutter words of thanks and apology. As soon as the door closed behind him I buried my face in my pillow screaming into it.
“This guy is hot,” I said under my breath I still have goosebumps just by touching him. I lay down daydreaming about what it would be like to have him teach me a lesson or two. I seductively bit my lips as a smile curled up on my lips.
For the next couple of days, I would get lightheaded and faint and I could not pinpoint why I was able to keep this a secret since it all happened in my room. The second day it happened I was in the shower thankfully I didn’t have any serious injuries just a few bruises on my knee and elbow. I didn’t know my way around and I didn’t want to worry Uncle Ken or tell Mom and Dad about what was happening so I couldn’t go to the hospital.
I made several searches on the internet hoping to get answers but didn’t get any satisfying answers. Slowly the fainting reduced and I could tell by the symptoms when I would be going into sleep mode.
I remained indoors and would open the door only to have my meals delivered to me. I know I sound too dramatic but I wanted to move out as soon as I could find a job. That was not going to happen if anyone knew my body could shut down anytime and I didn’t want to ruin my chances.
I stayed with Uncle Ken for a month and one day he called me to the breakfast table to have a discussion. “I didn’t give you a chance to explain what happened back home, so tell me why did you go into drugs and hurt your mum?” he asked his voice showing no emotions at all.
I cleared my throat severally before speaking. I thanked him for allowing me to defend myself told him everything about my fight with Nelly, and showed him the chats between Henry and I. he was quiet for a few minutes then he let out a sigh.
“It’s alright then, anything you need always reach out to me,” he said.
I took the opportunity to ask him to let me get a job and move out. He turned sharply as if he was hit by a blow from behind.
