Chapter 51: Chapter 51

The dpo soon came out of the Bush with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Help!" I shouted, but he didn't look back. He was walking directly to Scar. "Help please." I cried.

Ken held on to me and shushed me. "Shh! Don't tell me that you haven't noticed what is going on? You have no ally here."

My eyes met with Scars and I trembled. Seeing how scared I was the dpo chuckled. He shook hands with Ken and scowled at Scar, then he winked at me. I wanted to kill him at this point. I always knew that he was not to be trusted.

"My man." Ken Laughed shaking hands with the DPO. He took out an envelop from his pocket and handed it to the dpo. "You have done a very good job."

"Is it exactly as we agreed?" The dpo asked, peeping into the envelop.

"Two hundred thousand naira as we agreed." I couldn't believe, I was just sold out. The hurt that hit me was a different kind of hurt.

Ken still held me tight stopping me from falling. I was shaking so much now like a leaf during winter.

"Remember what you me promised man, I get a taste of her." The dpo grinned, stretching his hands to touch my face but Ken hit it.

"She’s mine man. No one touches her!"

"But you promised_"

"And I'm failing it. Now leave before I fail other promises." Ken threatened.

His hand found his gun and he stared at the DPO unmoving.

"OK man, I'm gone. Enjoy that fine ass alone". The DPO scoffed. "It was nice doing business with you though." He tucked the envelope in his jacket pocket and drove off, leaving us to deal with Ken alone.

Ken turned to me, "Now that the old man is gone can we now move to our new home. The home I have prepared only for us."

He held my hands and led me into the bush while his men pushed Scar forcing him to walk behind us.

The leaves and trees covered us deeper and deeper as we walked further into the den of the enemy.

As we walked further into the bush on a cleared straight path, my eyes caught sight of where Ken was taking us to. It was a new newly built bungalow, maybe built for the sole purpose of kidnapping me.

We got to the house after a five minutes’ walk and I noticed that there were four other armed men outside. Two at the door and two on the roof.

This place was a fucking fortress.

"Get him inside" Ken instructed his men as they pushed scar in. Scar did nothing, he didn't fight or speak. He didn't even look at me.

It was either he was planning our escape silently or he had given up on me. The thought of him giving up on me, on us, made my eyes well up again.

I didn't want him to leave me. Then again, I would understand it if he did, after all I was trouble.

"My Queen." Ken purred, as he pushed open the wooden door of the bungalow.

He carried me bridal style into the room amidst my struggles.

His men pushed Scar in and chained his hands to a poll. Then they all left, the last one closing the door behind him.