Nessa

He comes in looking Scary and determined, I am already a puddle of mess from touching myself in the darkness of my room, I squint my eyes at the sudden flash of Light , there he is standing by the foot of my bed looking tall, chesty, muscular and big but not fat. oh I hate fat men with their protuding belly, because that means their shaft will be a twin to carrot. Oops, I've had sex only once, four times in quick succession and it was not a sweet experience, so I'm only blabbing but if my past experience has anything to do with sex life, then I'll prefer a well hung shaft.

You reek dirty he speaks, leaving me speechless, this is the first time he speaks to me in 4 years, if i had not seen his brotherly and tender side when he speaks and play with Daisy, I might have concluded long ago that he was struck mute by thunder or something after the incident. Desmond I whisper faintly, still trying to convince myself I heard well, have you been touching yourself he asks sternly, I'm taken aback by the question, I look at him responding faintly, well good evening to you too Desmond, why are you here? Asking him still not sure I wasn't dreaming, Desmond Alexander a Multi billion dollars conglomerate President  with over 500,000 staffs both home and abroad, my unrequited love for him must have Created this conversation in my head, to him I don't exist, the only time I hear him speak is whenever I am in the company of Daisy, his little Sister who happens to be my BFF. We have gone on many trips together and most of the times Desmond tagged along or provide us with the service of his security team and his Vanny. Vanny is Desmond's private jet, it's the same excuse everytime; 'I'm not comfortable with delegating my Family's safety to my security team, I need to ensure that they will be fine. Very Important' He worked round the clock on every trip, I wonder why he bothers to go on the trips at all.  

He has broken falls for me many times, push me off the road to avoid a speeding vehicle, pulled me back from walking into a ditch and passes me an umbrella Whenever it rains, but He wont speak to me, even when I show gratitude by saying thank you, all I get is Silence.

Desmond;

She has always been a pain in the neck, I've shut her out for 4years, She is my Sister's Best Friend and an Obsession I was unable to rid myself off until our Families arranged our marraige. I fell in love with her when she was nine years old, I was only Sixteen at the time, I tried very hard not to fall in love with a child, but the more i tried to ignore and bury my feelings for her, the more intense it became. I felt like a dirty pervert, this girl has been the centre of my universe since then. Years went by, and it became difficult for me to profess my love to her. I steeled my heart and decided to tell her on her 18th Birthday, I was at the party getting ready to confess my feelings for a girl I've loved for nine years, waiting for the right moment, only that she chose Christian to dance with her and share her first taste of freedom with.... Story for another day.

She is mine now and I want to Love her, pet her, Care for her and spoil her but my hands are tied. I've known her to be chaste and dilligent, she has the key to my sanity but then I wronged her before I could profess my Love to her again. It's been 4 years since we said our vows, but I still lacked the courage to Speak whenever she is around, I know I cannot atone for my sins in a thousand years, and I know I'm not worthy of Speaking in her Presence, but I want to guard this Obsession with my life. 

She is my Wife, but we live a separate life and live in separate rooms in the same house. I realized she forgave me days before the wedding, that's who she is, a fervent Christian with a heart of Gold, if her heart were to be crystal, my actions would have shattered it. The last words I spoke to her were our vows, I know she thinks my vows to her 4 years ago was a facade, only I know how true those words were and I will never hurt her again, but my courage disappeared when the animal in me reared cowardice a little over four years ago. Every year I get her presents on our anniversary and her Birthdays, but never spoke, I just leave them noticeably on her bed, but she neither acknowledge receipt nor unwrap any, and finding the courage to make the wall between us collapse became more difficult. I'm getting tired of having my wife close and behaving like a silent lunatic. My world changed overnight when My name entered the list of Forbes top 100 richest. Women started flocking around me and I think it's time I started appearing in public with my wife, I've been able to resist temptations so far because I conditioned my heart to punish and check my libido, but I'm done wallowing in self pity, She has forgiven me and has never dealt with me like a criminal. I follow her on trips pretending to accompany her and Daisy for precaution, Daisy has always known how I felt , She told me to snap out it and be an husband to her rather than a secret companion, Daisy warned me that she will file for a divorce when she gets tired and then I will lose her forever. 3 weeks ago, she started avoiding me, stopped coming down for family dinner, my brothers failed in persuading her, and when Daisy couldn't talk her into joining other Family functions, I began to panick. The last straw that broke the camels back was when Maxwell called me today to inform me that Nessa was in his office to make enquiry on Divorce proceedings, the pen in my hand snapped and dug into the flesh of my palm, finally! My worst fear is here.