Whilst the three, Jane, Eden and Marcel conversed inside the vehicle I stared outside the wet window as the rain kept pouring down heavily impending my vision but I could still see my environment though it was a bit blurry.
The roads were less busy than usual, there were few people outside walking on foot because of the rain and the one's outside were in a hurry to get to shelter even those with their umbrellas and others putting on raincoats.There were some others who were walking inside the rain without any umbrellas or raincoats seemly unbothered about getting soaked and drenched in the rain however hey all looked free, something I extremely long for at this point as I had almost forgotten what it means to be free...
As we continued our journey in the heavy downpour I started feeling sorry for the bride and groom despite not knowing them. I hope this rain doesn't ruin their wedding as I think the heavy rain might discourage a lot of people from turning up. This made me slightly impressed with Marcel for choosing to attend the wedding when he could simply excuse himself with the rain as an excuse and would be honestly justified.
It's either he has a very close relationship with the couple or he is an honorable man. I will be going with the first because I don't think he is an honorable man because no honorable man would keep someone against their will and also would have a killer and kidnapper as a business partner. Yes I am referring to Elijah. The fact that they know each other to the point that Marcel lent him 10 million dollars just shows me what type of man he is after all there is a saying that goes.
'Show me your friends and I will tell you who you are.'
I took my eyes to him and he was sitting quietly at this time with his eyes on his phone. I wondered how many girls he had done this to? Bought or abducted and what exactly he did to them? I kept observing him intently but then he raised his head up abruptly to my direction like he knew I was watching him and I quickly turned to the window as my heart skipped.
How does he keep doing that?
We finally arrived at the church where the wedding taking of vows would be conducted and the driver parked the vehicle close to the church entrance.
It was a big, ancient catholic church with intricate structural design and glory. I could almost free the presence of God as I stared at it, almost.
The doors were opened up and Marcel's guards stood with their umbrellas already open to shelter us until we got into the church. As expected those in attendance in the church hall were not many, as I could see a lot of empty seats but as we walked in everyone that were present had their eyes on us, mostly on Marcel. I could see the fear and respect in the eyes as we walked passed.
The bride and the groom were already on the altar alongside the priest taking their vows when we got in and the priest had to pause until we took our seats before commencing. I don't know if it was out of respect for Marcel or maybe because we were a distraction.
Once the bride spotted Marcel her face sparkled with joy and I could tell instantly that she is the one out of the couple that shares a close relationship with Marcel as Marcel smiled back at her while the groom wasn't looking too excited.
The couple actually looked lovely together and the bride's gown was long and beautiful. Like those types of gowns one sees in a Cinderella movie and seeing them standing in the altar just made me imagine how cute Mike and I would look like on our wedding day. I think we will look just like them although they were almost the same height mostly because the bride was wearing heels. I reckon Mike would be a little bit taller than me even with my heels.
Would this ever be a reality with me being a prisoner to Marcel? I just have to escape. I just have to. I want to live my life and fulfill my dreams. That won't be possible if I remain a prisoner to him.
"Do you Kate take Jackson Bright to be your lawfully wedded..." The priest continued with their vows and they both answered responsively with a happy smile.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride," the priest declared and the bride and groom both kissed resulting in an applause and cheers from the crowd.
I was genuinely happy for them even though I barely knew them..
Moment later
"You made it. I thought you wouldn't come," the newly wedded bride, Kate said, embracing Marcel warmly.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss your special day for anything in the world," he said, flashing her a genuine smile.
"I wanted today to be perfect but the weather has spoiled everything," she said, looking sad like she wanted to give way to tears.
"No it hasn't. It's still perfect as long as you want it to be," Marcel said reassuringly, tenderly placing his hand on her cheeks and I could see the love and care in his eyes.
I couldn't help but notice the connection both of them share almost like lovers and it was quite concerning considering the fact that this was the lady's wedding with another man! Is he that shameless huh? I was already getting vexed.
"Who is the bride to him?" I asked Jane who was by my side.
"She is his sister," she said and I raised my eyebrows.
"Sister?"
"Yes. Well not biological siblings but they do share a family bond. You see Marcel, Eden and Kate all grow up in an orphanage home since they were little and when Marcel became successful he brought the two of them, Eden and Kate to live with him together. So you see they share a special bond," Jane explained, leaving me shocked.
"Marcel grew up in an orphanage home?" I had to ask because it was hard to believe.
"Yes he did. That's what my boyfriend Eden told me. I guess that's the reason he has taken it as his responsibility to take care of children living in orphanage homes as he has a connection with them as well," Jane further explained and although I understand her explanation it was still hard to believe.
Marcel is too good looking to have been raised in an orphanage home. He looks like someone who has been living in a mansion all his life…
"Ahh..Ahh.." soft pleasurable moans kept escaping from the kitchen of Mike's apartment.
And you guess right it was the moans of no other than Gloria. This time around though she was the one that went to visit Mike at his own apartment with the excuse that she wanted to check up on him and fix him dinner. However she was looking super sexy as always and whilst she was busy making dinner Mike couldn't get his eyes off her, especially her revealing smooth sexy thighs so he decided to have another type of dinner instead.
Walking to me mee her he grabbed hold of her waist and drew her closer to himself while she was busy with the food preparations- slicing tomatoes and vegetables.
Mike then started kissing her lustfully on the back of the neck, ears and jawline while his eyes slowly ran across her body.
"What are you doing? Stop it," she said but her tone was clearly indicating she meant the opposite of what she was saying as she giggled and moaned responsively to his touch and kisses.
"I am hungry," Mike breathed on her neck, his voice carrying a deep hunger but they were not for food.
"Then don't distract me so I can make dinner for you," she said innocently but then moaned as Mike squeezed her boobs from behind, taking time to nibble on her nipples from the cover of her light fabric.
"You are the food," he breathed, then lifted her gown upwards and drew down her panties to have access to her treasures.
"Mike, stop it," Gloria objected but at the same time positioned her ass for him well so he could freely access.
Zipping down, Mike brought out his grown thick meat and inserted it inside her creamy hole and started pounding and riding her from behind his hands squeezing her boobs and body almost recklessly like he wanted to tear her apart.
"Ah..." Gloria moaned to his thrust and touch as her ass clapped loudly at his furious thrusts.
It was a fast, rough but short sex section and Mike made her turn to face him. He knelt her down and drove his overly excited flesh into her mouth and after a few strokes and mouth fucking he groaned as he released inside her mouth.
"Fuck," he groaned, feeling lighter and dizzy as he finished having an orgasm.
So he left Gloria in the kitchen and walked to the bedroom where he crashed on the bed...
After the vows were taken in the church we moved to another location close to the church where the reception and wedding party was being held. It was going to be an overnight party in a well decorated hall with a beautiful spacious compound with gardens and flowers. Luckily for them the rain wasn't as heavy as before so a lot of people turned up for the reception party and I was particularly glad about this.
Why you may ask? Simple, more crowd just means more opportunities to escape and I was busy scanning around as I plot and scheme in my mind how to escape. I just need an opportunity. It doesn't need to be perfect, just an opportunity. However it seemed I wasn't going to get an opportunity to escape today as I could feel not only Marcel but Eden, Jane as well as Marcel's guards eyes on me like a hawk at all time but as the wedding ceremony progresses and everyone were becoming free and in a rejoicing mood especially the when the music came up and everyone were preoccupied with dancing.
Marcel was swarmed by a legion of beautiful ladies wanting to dance with him and Eden and Jane were all into each other like sick love birds and even Marcel's guards were indulging in wine and women.
This is the opportunity I have been waiting for.
"It's now or never," I breathe, building up my morale.
Quietly and cautiously I tipped toed out of the hall making sure no one noticed me leaving with my heart pounding so loud as I navigated my way through the dancing people like I was a criminal sneaking in a house only I am not a criminal and I am not trying to sneak in but out.
I was almost about to leave through the exit door when all of a sudden someone just appeared in front of me startling me.
"Ah," I flinched as I thought I had been busted and caught.
"Sorry I didn't mean to startle," the person quickly apologized and I became relieved when I took a proper look at him and saw that I didn't know who he was.
I actually thought he was Marcel or one of his men.
"It's alright. It's cool," I said, wanting to leave quickly but he kept standing in my way.
What the hell!
"Sorry where are you heading to? I am wondering if I can have a dance?" He said, giving out a charming smile.
I can't lie he is actually good looking and he is also quite tall but right now I am not looking for a good looking man, tall man to dance with. I am trying to escape!!
"I am sorry but I can't. I need to leave," I said urgently trying to pass but he was still in my way.
Like what the fuck!!
"Come on. Why don't you want to dance with me? You are beautiful and I like you," he said but I was getting frustrated and upset as he kept standing between me and my freedom.
"No thanks. I am here with someone. So please can you shift so I can pass?" I said with a frown hoping he would just leave me alone.
"Who?" He wasn't giving up.
What kind of a fool is this? Is he a demon sent to thwart my plan? I took a look back to check if Marcel or anyone had noticed my absence and I saw that they were still preoccupied but Marcel was not with any of the ladies again and I became scared he would notice my absence but then an idea came to my mind.
"I am with him, Marcel," I said and immediately I saw the fear in his eyes as he followed the direction of my gaze to where Marcel was.
"Do you still want to dance?" I asked, almost daringly.
"I am sorry I disturbed you. I didn't know. Please forgive me," he pleaded, stepping away from my path.
I don't know why they are all afraid of him that much but I am glad I was able to use their fear for him to get what I want.
I hurriedly walked out of the hall. Finally I am free!
I was super excited as well as anxious as I still had that fear I would be caught so I ran without paying much attention to my surroundings and that led me to run straight into a speeding truck.and the road was slippery because of the heavy rain that had been falling since morning so I slipped and fell right in front of the speeding vehicle tires.
Oh my God! I was left frozen at the spot unable to pick myself up as the vehicle approached me with speed, my very life flashing at me in the face...
"Ahhhhhh!"