Chapter 97

Chapter 97
💗THIRD POV💗

AT MORELLI'S MANSION.....

A tall, muscular, tattoos-filled, chiseled man with long black hair packed in a bun and dressed in just black trousers is standing close to a wide pool behind his mansion. He has his phone close to his ear.  

Three of his men dressed in black attires are standing aside with two shirtless men on their knees. Their hands are tied to their back and their faces are bruised.

"Long time no talk, Ernest White." The tall man said to Ernest at the other end of the line as he took a draw from his big brown cigarette. 

"What do you want me to do for you?" He asked, as the beaten men shuddered in terror and fear. 

"Oh. A woman. Easy pizzy. Give me a name." The man said. 

There was a little silence. 

"Hmm. Emmanuella Peters. Nice. Do you want her dead or alive?" The man asked. 

His three guards stared at him through their dark shades. 

The man let out a chuckle. "Good choice. No worries. The spot will be wiped off before you know it. Ciao." The man said, hanging up. 

He extended his phone to one of his guards. 

He took a gun from one of the guards and aimed the gun at the men who are tied up and shoot them instantly. 

Their blood filled the place. 

"Clean up the mess." He ordered, handing over the gun to the guard as he turned towards the pool. The guards moved the dead men away as a slender woman with long black hair and dressed in a long golden robe designed with black roses walked towards the man.

"Adrian," she called, claiming the man's attention. She stood a bit close to him, placing her hands on her hip. 

"What did I say about doing your dirty works close to the pool?" She asked. 

He didn't respond but looked away as he drew on his cigarette. 

"I am talking to you, Adrian. You have blood all over the place. When will you listen?" She asked. 

He looked at her and blew our smoke. 

She scoffed. 

He walked closer to her ear. "This is my house, Candela. I can do whatever the fuck I want. If you don't like it, you go back to your parents' house." He said, walking past her. 

She turned to him. 

"We are married, Adrian. I am stuck with you for life. You can't get rid of me. Our families are bonded with this marriage." She said. 

Adrian didn't say a word but kept walking into the mansion. 

Candela heaved a sigh as she watched him walking into the mansion. 

"Motherfucker." She muttered. 



AlONG THE ROAD.....

A silver car is driving along a very lonely road in broad daylight. 

Ella is focused on the wheel while Jessie is seated on the passenger's seat uncomfortably. The bandage around her head needs changing.

And the pain is increasing. 

They both look tattered like they have not eaten or taken a bath for days now. 

"I need painkillers," Jessie said, moving her head tiredly on the seat. 

Ella heaved a sigh as she continue driving. 

"Ella, please." 

"Can you shut the fuck up and let me drive?!" Ella yelled. 

"I need painkillers. Please." Jessie begged, sounding weak.

Ella reached for the back of her car and grabbed a pack and handed it over to Jessie. 

She picked up a bottle of water and handed it over to Jessie as well. 

Jessie opened it and took the pills. She took some water right after. 

"Are you okay, now?" Ella asked. 

Jessie didn't respond. 

"Don't freaking disturb my driving again." Ella warned. 

There was a little bit silence. 

Jessie stared at the windows, wondering where they are going. 

"Where are we going?" Jessie asked.

"Back to the city." Ella said. 

Jessie let out a weak chuckle. 

"Bitch, did you just laugh at me?" Ella asked. 

"After days of running, you decided to go back to the city. How pathetic." Jessie said, looking at the window. 

Ella's blood boiled in anger. She punched Jessie's face hard, making her nose bleed. 

Jessie whimpered as blood poured out of her nose. 

"I have warned you to control your tongue with me." Ella said. 

Jessie whimpered again, feeling the pain. 

"You can take more painkillers." Ella said as she focused on the road. 

Tears rushed out of Jessie's eyes. 

"I am done ruining. I am going to kill that bitch once and for all. And you are going to bring her to me!" Ella said, clenching the wheels. 

She reached for the radio and pressed it. 

"The news of a criminal doctor, Ms Emmanuella Peters is...." Ella pressed another button instantly. 

"Leonardo Faquard has been arrested for killing his cousin, Robert Faquard last night at his house." 

Jessie froze. 

"The fuck?" 

"The convicted claimed that it was self defence but it is hard to believe knowing that....." Ella turned  off the radio completely. 

"Robert...." Jessie muttered, making Ella look at her. 

She scoffed and faced the road. 

Jessie rested her head on the window as she thought about Kimberly and Elodie. 

She hope they are fine. 

And she prays that she get out this situation alive. 

She hope they catch Ella and put an end to all of this. 

She feels so weak. 

Her nose hurts badly. 



AT MASON'S HOUSE....

Darlyn made steps towards the entrance door of Mason's house. She is dressed in a long black jacket and black heels. 

She walked into his house, her heels clicking on the tiled floors as she walked like the model that she is. 

She walked towards the living room only to meet a messed up place. There are empty bottles all over the place, his shirt and trousers. Two female hand bags, heels and dresses as well. 

Darlyn heaved a sigh as she looked up the stairs. 

It is definitely what she is thinking. 

She walked up the stairs and walked towards his room. She heard moans coming from his room. 

She opened the door and sighted one of the girls naked and on top of Mason, riding him. 

The other girl was kissing him and rubbing his chest. 

Darlyn rolled her eyes. 

"Get out, both of you." Darlyn ordered. 

"Oh, shit. Darlyn." Mason said, pushing the girl off him.

"Hey," the girl whimpered. 

"I said get out!" Darlyn ordered. 

"Who the fuck are you to order us around?" The other girl asked.

"Ask again and you will find out." Darlyn dared as she folded her arms. 

The girl scoffed. 

"Girls, please leave." Mason said to them. 

"What? Because of her?" The other girl asked disgustingly, making Darlyn raise her brows. 

"Leave, please!" Mason yelled.

"Asshole," the girl said. 

"Fuck you," the other girl said as they both walked towards the door. They walked past Darlyn. 

"Sluts." Darlyn said as they walked out of the room. She turned to Mason. 

Mason is now on his feet with just his briefs on. 

"Baby, I didn't know you...." 

"Don't baby me, Mason. This is you telling me you love me huh? You are sleeping around like the man whore that you are." 

He heaved a sigh. "I do love you, Darlyn. But you rejected me. You are in love with Ernest. What do you expect me to do?" 

Darlyn scoffed. 

"I wasn't expecting to see you here. You look sexy by the way." He said, walking closer to her. 

She pushed him and he fell on the bed. 

She unbuttoned her jacket, showing off her black lingerie. 

"Oh fuck." Mason muttered as he stared at her lustfully. 

She threw away her jacket and took off her shoes. 

"This is going to be fun." Mason said, smiling as Darlyn leaned closer to him and kissed him roughly. 

She straddled him while still kissing him. She reached down and took out his hardness from his briefs. She moved her panties aside and took in his hardness inside her. 

"Urgh...." They both moaned. 

"Fuck, I missed you, baby. I missed you so much." Mason moaned as she ride him.

They moved further on the bed, changing position. 

They explored each other for minutes. Moaning and slapping each other's skin. 

Not long later, they were exhausted, lying on their backs. 

"Whoo! That was good." Mason complimented as he let out pants. 

He looked at Darlyn. 

She is looking at the ceiling, panting as well. 

He leaned closer to kiss her but she shifted and sat up. 

"Yes. That was good." She said, moving her hair to the back. 

Mason sat up as well and leaned closer to kiss her lips but she moved away. 

"Stop," she said, acting disinterested.

Mason heaved a sigh. "Why don't you want me to kiss you?" 

"You just fucked me, Mason. Isn't that enough for you?" 

"Hey, hey, stop sounding like that. What is with you?" 

She heaved a sigh. "Look, I came here because I need your help." 

"That's the reason you came here?" He asked. 

"Yes," she said nonchalantly. 

"Seriously, Darlyn?" 

"Are you going to help me or not?" She asked. 

He scoffed. "What do you need help for?" 

"I want that bitch out of Ernest's life." 

"Sorry?" 

"I want Kimberly out of Ernest's life for good. Her brats inclusive." Darlyn said. 

Mason stared at her. 

"We need to get rid of them. I want my Ernest back. I want my marriage and my home back. I want them far away from him. Even if it means killing them. I just want Ernest back."

Mason scoffed, dropping his gaze.

"Are you going to help me?" 

Mason looked at her. "You came here, bribed me with a good fuck just to make me agree to help you get rid of Kimberly and her kids?" 

"Yes. Exactly, Mason." She said nonchalantly. 

Mason scoffed in disbelief. 

"Are you helping me or not?" 

"Get out of my house." Mason ordered calmly. 

Darlyn's face twitched. "What?" 

"It bad enough that I betrayed my best friend by sleeping with his wife. I also fell in love with you which was stupid but I will not kill his family for you." 

Darlyn scoffed in disbelief. 

"Seriously, Mason?" 

"I lost a good friendship because of you. Do you know how much Ernest means to me?" He asked.

Darlyn stared at him.

"He is a good person. He is like a brother to me and I betrayed him because of you." 

"I didn't force you to touch me. You took advantage of my vulnerability." She said. 

He scoffed. "You came to, Darlyn. You were all over me. And honestly, I have had eyes for you since the first day I saw you but I couldn't make a move because of Ernest. But he is in love with Kimberly. That's why I allowed myself but you are not worth my time or my love. You are a fucking snake, Darlyn." He spat, standing on his feet. 

Darlyn scoffed. "The hell did you just call me?" 

"How can you think of killing a child?" 

"You called me a snake?" She asked, moving close to him.

"Yes. That's what you are." 

Darlyn gave him a slap. "Fuck you!" 

"Well, you just did. Now get the hell out of my house." 

"I shouldn't have come anyway. I should have known that you are just a coward." Darlyn said, getting out of the bed and picked up her jacket. 

"Yeah, whatever. Just get out." 

"Since you don't want to help me, I will do it myself. I don't fucking need you." She said, putting on her jacket and picked up her shoes. 

"Fuck off." 

Darlyn walked out of the room. 

"Fucking bitch. I had to kick out those hotties because of you. Annoying tramp." Mason muttered as he walked towards the bathroom. 



AT ERNEST'S HOUSE.....

Ernest is seated on a chair next to Kimberly's bed.

Kimberly is still unconscious and Ernest is worried. 

It is evening already but Kimberly is still unconscious. 

The doctor said she will wake up around this time. What is going on?

Ernest is staring at her, begging for those brown eyes to open and look at him. 

Sighing, he leaned closer to her and kissed her temples. 

He stared at her for a while. 

"I love you, baby. Don't leave me, please." He said, looking at her. 

"I love you so much, my queen." He said, resting his head on the little space of the bed. 

His heart clenched as he recalled everything. Right from five years till now. 

His heart tightened harder. A tear rolled down his eyes as his thoughts moved. 

Next, he felt a touch on his hair. 

He froze.