Everywhere was silent as Mike and the detective waited to hear what Gloria had to say…
"Well I don't know if this is going to help in any way or is the reason why Ella is missing but since we are turning all stones I think it's best you know this," Gloria stated, building up their curiosity as she cooked up her lies like an expert.
"Go on, say it." Mike said to her with eagerness and urgency.
"Alright. The thing is that for the past 6 months there has been this African prince Ella has been chatting with online. I think he said he is from Nigeria or so and he wanted her to be his bride," Gloria said and as expected Mike was left shocked.
"What?! That can't be true." He rose up, like he was being tasered on the butt.
"I am sorry Mike but it's the truth and I wouldn't have said this if it wasn't necessary because I know how much you love her but finding Ella is the priority right now," Gloria said, sounding so believable, like she really wanted to help.
"Please I think it's best we hear her out. It could help in finding your fiancee," the detective said to Mike and that calmed him down a bit as he sat down though he was still finding it hard to believe what Gloria had said.
"Thank you," the detective said to him then turned to Gloria."Please continue."
"Like I said the Nigerian prince was proposing marriage to Ella but Ella was insisting she was only fooling around with him and that she was in love with Mike however they kept chatting and their relationship was getting a lot serious as he was sending her gifts and money and they were even video calling.." Gloria kept on cooking up lies while scanning Mike and the detective's eyes if they were believing her story.
From the look on their faces she could tell she was doing a great job in deceiving them as Mike was looking devastated while the detective had this expression like he wanted to know more.
"I can't believe this.." Mike was in a state of disbelief and confusion.
"So are you saying Ella went to Africa to meet up with the Nigerian prince?" The detective asked with his jotter out.
"I don't know but I don't think Ella would willingly go to meet him because even though she might have been flirting with him for months I believe she genuinely still loves Mike and wants to get married to him and not some wealthy Prince from Africa," Gloria said, intentionally trying to ruin Ella's image even after she had thought she has successfully assassinated her.
"So are you saying she was taken away against her will?" The detective asked with his eyes narrowing.
"I don't know for certain but it's a possibility, right? What if the Prince had found out about Ella's engagement somehow? Maybe Ella told him herself as a way to end their relationship but he didn't want to accept her rejection and then decided to abduct her because frankly speaking Ella said he was really serious in making her his wife. In her own words he was obsessed over her," Gloria said, finishing her well thought out lie.
"Do you think that is what happened? Do you think my fiancee was kidnapped by a sick, bastard prince from Nigeria?" Mike asked, talking to the detective and his anger was building up like boiling water.
"It is very possible no doubt but everything is still an assumption for now," the detective said, trying to calm Mike down.
"It got to be him. He must be the one. We need to find this mother fucking, lowlife prince and make him tell us where he is hiding Ella," Mike was already accusing the imaginary Nigerian man Gloria made up for Ella's disappearance.
This was what Gloria wanted, something that will push the blame very far away from her…
"We need to relax here. Like I said earlier it's just an assumption. No one knows what exactly happened to your fiancee for sure," the detective said.
"Yes Mike, you have to relax. I am not saying the prince is responsible. I am only making an assumption based on what I know," Gloria said to him.
"But the facts are there. He has a motive and intention to do it. Can't you guys see it?" Mike said and he was actually starting to freak out.
"Just relax okay?" Gloria rose up to calm him down as she placed her hands around him in a gentle, loving manner.
"Do you have any way we can reach out to this Prince? His phone number or social media handle?" The detective asked Gloria when Mike was calmer.
"Sadly I don't. All I know is his name," Gloria replied.
"And what is his name?" The detective asked.
"Seun, Prince Seun," she replied, saying a Nigerian name she had seen on the TV once...
After the detective had left the house Gloria came to sit beside Mike who was looking sad and in disarray.as he had his hands over his head.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Gloria asked with a soft voice.
"I just can't think straight. I don't want anything bad to happen to Ella. I have to find her," Mike's voice was full of sadness and hopelessness.
"We will find her. Nothing would happen to Ella, you just need to relax," she said, rubbing his body with her hands.
"Let me help you relax." Her hands moved to his pants and she started unbuckling and unzipping him.
Mike didn't resist but was still lamenting about the missing Ella and Gloria knelt down in his front as she brought out his stuff and started stroking it before putting it inside her mouth.
"Ah.." Mike started moaning softly as she sucked him deep into her mouth, making his member wet and hard.
She stroked and sucked him deeper and faster making Mike's whole body charge up in undiluted pleasure. He knew what they were doing was wrong but the feeling was too sweet to resist.
"Ah.." he let out another moan, tilting his head backwards as he was enjoying the experience, his mind slowly drifting away from Ella and all the worries.....
I was still in a state of confusion, wondering what I did to Marcel that suddenly got him angry as I went to my room.. however I almost ran into Jane, Eden's girlfriend due to the fact that I wasn't really looking where I was going.
"Hey!" She prevented me from colliding into her.
"I am so sorry," I quickly apologized to her.
"What are you thinking about? Is everything alright?" She asked, staring at me weirdly.
I thought about telling her that I had made Marcel upset but I decided not to at last because I don't think telling her about it would change anything.
"It's nothing. I am truly sorry," I apologized once more.
"It's alright. So where were you up to?" She asked, her tone carrying some form of urgency.
"Well to my room," I answered.
"No you are not, cause you will be coming with me," she said.
"Huh?"
"Yes please. I was actually looking for someone to help me with my modeling audition," she said.
"But I don't know anything about modeling," I said, truthfully.
"You don't have to know anything about modeling. I just want you to film me with my phone. You can do that right?"
"Yeah sure," I said and she gave out a broad smile.
"Great! Let's go," she said, holding me by the hand as she led me to her room...
"Is your boyfriend Eden inside?" I asked her as we were about to enter her room because I really didn't want to see him after what he said to me earlier.
"No. We have separate rooms. This is my personal room," she answered and I felt a lot relieved.
"Oh. Great then," I said with a smile and she opened the door.
Obviously this is a girl's room as the walls were painted pink and the whole interior decoration was screaming 'feminine!' like a barbie house. Don't get me wrong, it's quite beautiful but just too girly for my liking but I guess some ladies love stuff like this…
Jane went to her closet and brought out like a dozen gowns.
"Okay, so I will be trying out all these dresses and you will film me while I pose and walk. You get that?" She said, looking really excited about the whole thing.
"You are going to try out all of them?" I asked, unable to hide my surprise.
"Yes. They are not too much, right?" She said and I just gave out an awkward smile.
Obviously they are too much!!!
"Alright take the phone, I will tell you when to start filming," she said handing me her phone, an Iphone 15 pro max.
Holding her phone in my hands I just realized this is the first time in a long while since I had touched a cell phone ever since the day that sick bastard Elijah took my phone from me.
Who could ever think I could go weeks without using my phone, normally a minute couldn't go by before I start pressing and operating it…
Jane striped herself down to her undies as she started trying on the dresses for the pose. She really has a nice slender body just like a model but not as thin as most conventional models are which is a good thing as having extra flesh makes her curves more perfect and adds to her beauty.
A really beautiful woman she is yet her foolish boyfriend Eden is still trying to cheat on her with me. What do men really want? Thankfully my precious fiance Mike is nothing like him or other men. He is a faithful, caring companion..
By Jane's command I started filming her as she posed and walked like she was on a runway. It was actually fun though and I was enjoying filming her as I started feeling like a professional photographer…
"How is it?" She asked when she was done
"It's great you are really made for the camera," I said and she smiled.
"Thank you. I will check it out but I really need to go pee now. Will be right back," she said then hurriedly went to the bathroom.
All alone in her room and feeling a bit exhausted I decided to rest my butt so I sat down on one of the couches and placed Jane's phone on a small table in front of the couch. As I relaxed my back on the soft couch suddenly a thought came to my mind that jotted me to a state of alertness and a realization set in.
I was all alone for the first time with a phone!
My eyes went to the unlocked phone on the table and I quickly picked it up.
I need to make a call, to tell people where I am because even though I am not being treated badly here I am still a prisoner and I crave for my freedom.
Who should I call? There is only one person really I could call and thankfully I know his number off hand.
Looking around to see if Jane wasn't coming I inputted Mike's number and dialed it…
It started ringing…