The room which Marcus always slept was well organized and clean, the sheets smelled good and that's what Diana noticed the first time she held them.
"Mmh-hmm..." she moaned softly, then grabbed her attention to Marcus who was standing still with hands on his pockets looking at Diana as if she was perhaps the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. "These sheets are smelling so good"
"You think so?"
"Yeah, but I guess that's how rich people sleep. With white clean sheets which smell like roses"
Marcus blushed "Come on, let's get you sleep" he said and organized the bed for Diana.
"You aren't sleeping here, with me?"
"I wouldn't, I mean... that will be so ungentlemanly of me. I shall take other room, you sleep her peacefully knowing you are safe in my protection"
When Marcus helped in taking off Diana's shoes, Diana noticed how he was being so gentle with her. His intentions were pure, he wasn't rushing nor forcing, he was taking it slow with her. When he was done, Marcus slowly laid Diana on the bed.
"Are you sure you don't want to sleep here with me?" she asked softly like she was whispering. Marcus smiled shyly, kissed Diana's forehead and then walked out of the room.
When he was outside of the room Marcus had that sigh of relief, it took all he had inside him to not tear Diana's ass right then and there - he even checked his penis and he was hard already. This woman was turning him on by just being herself. Diana didn't have to do anything to make Marcus want him, she just had to speak and he was hard fit to burst.
"Sir?" Martin hoped up to his feet when Marcus returned back to the living room.
"Go to sleep Martin"
"What about you, why aren't you sleeping?"
"I'll take another room, I let her sleep alone"
Martin was confused "You have always wanted her sir, and she's here. You can just fuck her and be done with her by tomorrow"
"Watch your tongue Martin! Diana isn't some whores who I can just fuck. She's important to me, and she's a woman with morals and values. Don't ever speak to her like she's some whore again do you understand me"
Martin replied suddenly "Yes sir" and sat down on the couch.
They smoked weed, and drank some few beers while watching the documentaries until they fell asleep on the couch.
Diana was the first one to wake up, she went straight to the bathroom and it amazed her. It was painted all white and the bath tube was clean and shining, she immersed herself inside it and opened the tap water, then she filled it with the soap and covered her body in bubbles.
Ever since she was young, Diana loved to take baths. She loved getting clean, and the feeling of freshness after shower always left her feeling energetic and brand new. It was after all Saturday hence there was no work to be done and she planned to spend the weekend with Marcus and at least forget the fact that her husband just died. Did she ever love Jacob? That was the question she asked herself, it had been quite a while of them constant fighting and falling out of love. Although she desperately wanted things to work out, still there was no way things would ever go back to normal with Jacob being controlling and jealous.
Admist her thinking, she didn't even see Marcus getting inside the bathroom. Her mind was wandering off into the wild, the deeper space of her thinking and Marcus knew that he had to let her wander around there for a while if it's safe for her to do so - Marcus turned back and walked away.
Martin was awake and ready in his black suit and black shoes. Marcus came back down all alone without Diana.
"Where's she?" asked Martin.
"Sleeping on a bathtub, we can't blame her, she's been through hell"
"Right sir"
"Martin... did you do anything about the hidden CCTV cameras?" Marcus was nervous, and he looked upstairs just in case Diana heard him.
"Not yet sir, but if you allow me I shall finish it today"
"What are you waiting for then Martin? Go get them and make sure that detective dies, this cannot come back to us"
"I understand sir"
"Good Martin"
"You sure I can leave you with her?"
"Martin, I'm not a two year old, besides she calms me down everytime you've seen that. I'll be fine" said Marcus patting Martin on his shoulder.
Martin unwrapped a package of heroine and Marcus sniffed it, this made him calm and lessen his addiction day by day. Then he also took his antidepressants and anxiety pills, when Martin walked out of the house Marcus was asleep.
Diana finished taking a shower, she reached out for Marcus's black shorts and put it on, with a loose shirt then made her way down shoeless. It was 9am, her phone reminded her that - perfect time for her breakfast since she was practicing an Intermittent Fasting.
"Marcus... Marcus..." she called out. A black middle aged woman appeared coming from the kitchen. She was the chef and Diana noticed it through her apron and that hat she was wearing.
"Good morning ma'am, my name is Veronica, should I serve you the breakfast right now?"
"Hey Veronica, where is Marcus...?"
"Mr Orlando? Oh! Did you check the living room?"
"No I don't think so, anyways what do you have for breakfast?"
"Well, depends on what you like. Mr Orlando told me you are on keto diet"
Diana was stunned "Did he?"
"Yes ma'am, so I prepared an omelette, few roasted chicken wings, and some avocado toast"
"That seems delicious"
"I shall bring it to the living room"
"Thank you, Veronica"
Diana proceeded to the living room where she hoped to see Marcus, but unfortunately he wasn't there.
"Marcus... Marcus" Diana kept calling but all she heard was an echo of her voice. She wanted to go outside but suddenly her phone rang, it was detective Edmond.
Diana quickly picked up "Hello, detective" she said, but hoping that he had good news.
"Diana... I have the leads on the footages from that day. They are blurry and dark, but I can enhance them through technology I only have to pay an IT professional to do it. But I have seen your husband being shot by a man, then led to the elevator where he was shot again on the head. He was still alive when he was first shot, this murdered wanted to send a message, that's what I think. I would ask you to stop by the station but it's Saturday, can you pull up at the place where I'm meeting the IT guy?"
"Yes, yes of course detective. Thank you, I'll be right there"
"Okay Diana, I'll send you the address"
Detective Edmond hang up leaving Diana's heartbeat racing, she wanted to know the truth about Jacob's murderer but also she wasn't ready for it. She felt like she would be if she had more time to think it all through. Suddenly she felt Marcus's soft hands touching her shoulders, that sent shivers all over her body and she quickly turned back.
"Gotcha!" Marcus said with a smile, unlike what he expected Diana didn't smile nor show any sign of liking it. "Are you alright?"
"It's my detective, he said he saw a footage" said Diana.
Marcus's head went from being at peace, to almost feeling like he would faint right then and there. Only if Diana could hear how hard his heart was racing then she would have known that Marcus was responsible for the murder of Jacob.
"But it's blurry, and dark... he wants me to meet him to an IT guy so he can clarify the video. I have to go Marcus, would you take me?"
"Of course..."
"I'll just change and grab my things then, I'll be right back"
Diana raced upstairs to Marcus's room still in disbelief about what was going on. Marcus used that moment to call Martin, he walked outside walking in circles. "Come on pick up... pick up" he said while the phone was ringing.
"Sir?" Martin came up on the other end of line.
"Martin where the fuck are you?"
"What is going on, I'm on my way to meet the detective"
"Fucking drive fast Martin. He has the footages and he just called Diana. He said he'll send her the address, I'll forward it to you and make sure you get there before us and finish him"
"I got this sir"
Marcus quickly hang up the phone and walked back to the living room, Diana left her phone unlocked on the couch. "Praise Lord Jesus! I mean Diana... do lock up your phone next time sweetheart" Marcus thought out loud with a smile. He took the phone and opened the message detective Edmond just sent. He photographed the address and sent it to Martin, then he sat down trying to calm down before he had another episode in front of Diana.