Weekend had arrived.
Dwane had visited Abon city twice this week and Michelle had come up with a plan to make Dwane move far away from South-hills.
'This plan has to work, nothing can go wrong.' Michelle thought.
Alec and El visited Ford's Villa to accompany Alexandra for dinner.
"Send Michelle and her husband's dinner to their room." Alexandra said to Alma.
"Michelle's here?" Alec asked.
"Yes, she is here with her husband." Alexandra answered as requested by Michelle.
"When did she come?"
"She comes and goes, her husband on the other hand, came yesterday. They are going to move out of South-Hills soon."
"To Abon city?" Alec asked out of curiosity.
"No, somewhere far. But she hasn't told me or anyone where she is moving."
El hated manipulating Alec. She sat quietly and had her dinner as Alexandra and Alec talked about Michelle.
Once they finished their lunch, Alexandra called out to Alma, "Alma, could you get my medicine from my room?".
"Alma.." She called her again but she didn't respond.
"I'll get it for you." Alec volunteered.
As he moved towards Alexandra's room he heard whispers from the adjacent room, sensing Alec's footsteps approaching, Mark who was in Michelle's room played the recording.
"Are you sure?" Alec heard a male voice from inside the room. He stopped to eavesdrop.
"Yes, Dwane's onto us. We need to move far away from here and Abon city." Michelle said.
"Where?"
"Starville," she replied.
"The small town near Barnesville?"
"Yes. We'll leave tomorrow evening. I've asked grandma to arrange a private jet for us. Commercial flights might be risky."
"Is someone outside?"
Alec was startled.
"Alec" El audibly called out his name.
"That's not grandma's room, it's the adjacent one."
Holding his arm, she walked towards the adjacent room.
Alec looked back and saw the doorknob of Michelle's room turning but no one stepped out.
The same information was subtly passed on to Bill and to one of Dwane's men keeping an eye on Ford's Villa.
The next day, as expected by Michelle, Dwane received the false Intel. He had his eye on Ford's Villa all day.
The day was dull and bleak. Dark clouds enveloped the sky.
' There is no way I'll let her escape. today is the day she I kill her' Dwane thought as he kept his eagle eyes around Ford's Villa.
He saw only Alma step in and out of the house.
"Come on Michelle, show yourself." he said as he monitored the door through his binoculars.
It started getting darker as the noon approached yet Dwane didn't see anyone. Every second felt like an hour to him.
The sky got much darker with dark clouds all around. Deafening sounds Loud thunder could be heard filling everyone's heart with terror.
Soon enough light drizzles dropped on the ground. But Dwane was unrelenting and stoic. He stood at the same place waiting for Michelle to show herself.
'There is no way she'll be able to leave in this weather.' An evil grin appeared on his face as he imagined strangling her in the rain.
The rain grew fierce as the night fell, obscuring Dwane's vision. He heard the sounds of helicopter blades.
"GET HER" He ordered with his voice much more fierce than the rain.
He quickly got into his own helicopter and got to the roof of Ford's Villa. The moment he reached, he saw her rushing towards the helicopter,
"MICHELLE, don't you dare think of escaping." Without looking back she climbed in.
In no time the helicopter flew away.
"FUCK"
Dwane cursed as he kicked the ground.
"Follow them and track her phone." The sound of the fierce rain and helicopter blades echoed in their ears as he fumed with rage.
Meanwhile,
"The award for the best newcomer designer goes to….
Mrs. El Wilson from Nora Fabrics and Designs." The host of the Fashion week, announced.
El was overjoyed, she hugged Alec who sat beside her before she stepped towards the stage to accept her award.
She walked elegantly, her bright red sleek dress accentuated her fair beautiful porcelain skin. a bright smile was plastered on her ethereal face all the while.
As she accepted her award she exuded a perfect blend of exquisiteness and adorability.
She couldn't stop smiling as she walked down the stage. She kissed Alec on his lips before she took her seat.
Her phone beeped, she quickly unlocked it expecting Mark's text. 'He has left'.
She felt relieved to finally get rid of Dwane.
Her smile broadened as she read his message.
Luckily for El and Alec the event was over soon and they drove back to Alwils Villa skipping the after-party.
The moment they stepped inside the door, Alec pinned her to the wall. His hands fondled her and she reacted instinctively without resisting.
"Alec, somebody might walk in." she struggled to speak her words inarticulately between her moans.
"There is no one but us." Alec whispered in her ear with a firm and seductive voice.
He kissed her neck roughly as he tried to tear off her dress.
She arched her neck, letting her body react in its own primal way to his advances.
"Are you going to do everything in this corner? We have the whole house." El said mischievously.
"Let's make love in every corner of this house." Alec teased her.
She nodded as crimson cheeks got more redder.
Picking her up, he walked quickly to his room, with the fruitful end of fashion week and Dwane's departure, El felt light and carefree. Being unburdened with all the stress she carried for weeks, she was able to let her desire and love for Alec overpower her rationale.