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“Holy Moses!” Wellington exclaimed and sprang up, made a rush and wore his pants while Rita  lay naked, unable to move out of confusion and shame.

She used her hands to cover her face. Wellington who had dressed, threw her clothes on her before she began to wear them. She could not even stand up but sat on the ground.

John stood in disbelief. Was this real or just a nightmare? This was Rita! His beloved with his best friend. He had doubted when he first got the hint and even doubted more because of the love she showed him before she left. All he wanted to do was to falsify the information, trail her to confirm her fidelity which he never doubted. But when he trialed her and saw her heading towards Wellington’s farm and not Matilda’s house as she claimed, he began to sense something fishy. He felt his heart beating rapidly and nearly screamed her name but he kept calm.

Then she rode faster and he missed her but followed her tracks and caught sight of her alighting from the horse. He rode back a little and tied his horse. Before he got to where they were, they were deep into f*********n and her moans felt like molten brass being poured into his ears.

That was the most disgusting and heartbreaking thing he had ever seen.

“John.” Wellington called. “I know what you are thinking but it’s not what you think.”

John looked at him, his eyes turning bleary and his lips tightened.

“Really? What am I thinking that you know, best friend?”

“I know you are emotional now and this was just not it looks like.”

“Can you hear yourself? What has this ocular evidence got to do with what I think? I saw you right on top of my wife and you say it is not what I think? Okay, tell me what I think. I still hope this is a nightmare and I want to wake up.”

Rita just sat still, uttering no word.

“I am truly sorry, John. You know me so well and I will never betray you. What you just saw is the work of the devil.”

“Yeah…It was the devil I saw with my wife. Wellington, I really do know you and that is what pains me most. I know you but let you into my family. I know you are one sadomasochistic son of a dragon!”

“John!”

“Shut up Wellington!”

“john think of the past and remember how I helped you. This is just a mistake!”

“You helped me just like you help everyone…with a motive.”

“I started doing that before you got married.”

“You did not just help me, Wellington. I helped you fix things, covered your grubby tracks and you compensated me. You involved me in lucrative deals so to send me away and have my wife. How long has this been going on? Things had up now. Oh my God!”

“John…listen. We all get tempted and the devil took captive.”

“Rita” John called, glaring at her. “Why? Where did I go wrong? Why did you have to do this to me?”

Rita said nothing but just starred vaguely.

“Is Gurry my son?” He asked. “Talk to me you w***e! Is he my son or this monster’s son?”

“John I am not a whore.” She said without looking up.”

“What are you? Tell me what is the right name to call you? An adulterer, huh?”

She said nothing.

“Now get up and let’s go.” He said and looked at Wellington. “Wellington, you just signed your quietus. I swear, I will get back at you.”

“Excuse me? Did I r**e your wife? We well in love.”

John could not take it anymore. He charged at Wellington and that was the trap. Wellington said that to provoke him and was expecting that move.

Wellington moved back a bit before moving forward and it happened.

Rita saw her husband grunt, his eyes opened wide and his cheeks puffed. He held on to Wellington like he was embracing him while Wellington wore a smiley face.

“You stepped your boundary John.” Wellington said. “No one threatens me. I apologized and you can’t blame me for what the devil did.”

John could not talk, his eyes bulged out and blood began to ooze. Wellington had stabbed him in the stomach and twisted the knife to make sure his intestine is cut.

“Goodbye my dear friend.” Wellington said and released him. John staggered before dropping on the ground.

Rita was still motionless, not even looking at John or Wellington. She did not even make a move or act as if she saw what happened.

John was now panting, holding his stomach but it was too late. He wiggled vigorously for a while before he stopped moving to stare blankly at Wellington.

Wellington gave him a look of satisfaction. He was glad this happened. It seemed John knew too much and was becoming a threat, especially now that he caught him with his wife.

Wellington looked at his shirt and saw blood stains. He hissed and spat on the ground.

His shirt was messed up. He pulled it off, wiped the blood on the knife on John’s body and put it in his pocket. He moved to Rita and knelt beside her. He was glad she was not shocked or emotional. She did not even move or show concern. That was the kind of woman he loved and this showed that she loved him more than she loved John.

“It is okay my love.” He said. “We will get rid of the body and that is all. I mean we do not need to be afraid any longer. And nobody will frown at me taken care of my old missing friend’s wife. I am sorry you had to witness this but it was for the good.”

“You killed him.” She whispered.

“Yes but you saw him attack me first. But darling we got our freedom now and I will make you as rich as Isabella.”

“You killed my husband.” She whispered again.

“I don’t understand. You knew he was your husband when we fell in love.”

Tears rolled down her eyes. She was still and just staring blankly at the ground.

“No Wellington.” She said. “We did not fall in love. We fell in lust.”

“No Rita. I love you.”

“I loved him.”

“What? Then did you not stick to him?”

“Because I was foolish and vulnerable. Because he was not strong in bed and could not satisfy me sexually. Because you had the qualities I wanted and you satisfied me sexually. Because you had more powers and was gave more money. But I never loved you and I loved john. I wanted today to be the last after what he said to me before I came here. I wanted to be with him tonight...he needed me buy you killed him.”

Wellington was now filled with anger and jealousy. What the hell did she mean? How dare she tell him she did not love him but John?

“rita, I understand how you feel. It’s the horror…”

She screamed at the top of her voice and got up, ran to John’s body and started crying.

“I am sorry my love, I am sorry.”

It was at that point she felt something hit her on the head. She dropped on her side like a log of wood. She felt her head spinning and her eye were blurry.

Wellington bent over her and used his powerful; hands to grab her by the neck. He began squeeze her neck and she could not fight back. She felt so weak. Then she heard her clothes being torn off and heard him say, “your wish was to make today the last day we have s*x. I will grant you your wish I had just started when John came to thwart me. This will be definitely be the last time. You are an ingrate. I filled the parts your lazy husband could not fill. I made you people join the group of elite. I gave you my time and body. Well, I think this is happening for good and just so pertinent because I found someone else. A young girl whom I consider the most beautiful girl on earth. She is young and free. Totally under my control and would keep her as my permanent mistress, sharing her with no body. I had to share you with John and I never complaint. Even when I ran brothels, I kept some personal women whom no one else touched. I hate sharing so you can go, you daughter of a dragon”

He ripped off her clothes and began to r**e her, while squeezing her neck. He had hit her so bad she felt so lassitude and lay like a piece of wood.

She regretted her actions. She was paying for the evil she bought. Infidelity, greed and ungratefulness led her to this. a******y and f*********n were sins and everything had its repercussion which could be during life time or after death.

After savagely r****g her, Wellington looked her with an evil smile.

She used her last strength, picked up a stone her hand reached and smacked his forehead with it.

“Ooohh!” He yelled and fell on his side. He was now furious. He got up, removed the knife and stabbed her continuously . She screamed but he did not stop until she could scream no more. She died.

He touched his forehead and felt the blood.

“i***t!” He spat on her body, kicked it and spat o her again. He carried a piece of her torn clothes and began to wipe off the blood.

Now the two bodies were lying in a pool of blood.

He looked round. He had to get them buried but he could not do that alone and no one must know what happened. John was too influential to be killed like a slave.

Slaves!

Then the idea popped up. All he needed was to get three salves, make them dig a big hole to contain the bodies, the horses and that of the three slaves because he would poison them and bury them along with them to obliterate any evidence or witness.

He smiled at himself with his hand on his forehead. As he went for his horse, the image of Rose popped into his head and he smiled. Just the thought of her was getting him horny.

****** 

“What is wrong with you?” Isabella asked.

“Nothing. I am fine.” Tom asked as they lay on the bed. He felt like a man was being r***d. The feelings he used to have for her was totally gone and he felt Rose could see them as they had s*x.

The only woman he wanted to be with was Rose and that swept away all the excitement Isabella gave him on bed. But he had to tread carefully with her. She was very smart and observant.

He had to lie to her about his whereabouts and having s*x with her made her forget the barrages of question she was asking. That was like an escape route.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Sure ma’am.”

“Ma’am?”

“I am sorry, I meant my love.”

She drew him closer to her body.

“I have not known you for long but I feel so connected to you I can tell when your heartbeat changes. My love, there is something wrong with you and I feel it is connected to wherever you went to.”

This was not good!

“He took me on a walk.” Tom said finally.

“Who? My husband?”

“Yes.”

“What did he say to you?”

“He took me to the farm. Your farm and said he wanted to inspect it and asked me how I managed to bring such an improvement within a short period of time. I told him and at appoint, he saw the Yorkshire Quarters and asked about it. When I told him, he said he was not aware of it and said you were keeping things from him. He was very bitter and expressed how much he loves you and would detest the idea of a man sharing you with him.”

“He said that?”

“Yes and asked me if I knew if you were seeing someone else. He said there is nothing more hurtful than having a man have s*x with his wife. I denied any knowledge of that and asked me to watch out. He said he loves you so much and would not harm you even if you were cheating on him but he would definitely send the man to hell. I was really scared and it has been resonating with me.”

Isabella turned and starred at the ceiling.

“I knew something was wrong and you must have been through a lot because Wellington can be really intimidating.

I understand what you are talking about and I do not blame him if he is suspicious. In fact, I know he is but never knew he could approach you. He does not suspect you but feels you are close to me enough to know what I am up to. My love, I have changed towards him and all I do now is just pretence. I have not being going to his bed. I mean the only man I want is you and I feel repulsive each time he touches me. I feel having s*x with him is infidelity.”

This made Tom give her a sharp glance.

“He is your husband.”

“I know but you don’t know what I feel for you. Are you not even jealous? Will you like him to share me with you?”

“Emm…no but he is getting suspicious, that is my fear.”

“Do not be perturbed my love.” She said. “I can handle him. But I can’t let him touch me again. He has a mistress so he should keep himself busy with her. The truth is I used to feel jealous and angry that he was seeing another woman but since you came into my life, I stopped feeling anything. In fact, I want him to have more mistresses so he could always be away or have no need to sleep with me.”

“You said you can handle him. What if he puts spies on us or catches us? What if he takes me to the farm and kills me?”

“God forbid!” she covered his mouth with her palms. “Please never mention that again. I can’t stand such an imagination.”

“But it is very possible.”

“I know and I will not let that happen.”

“What if you are not there?”

“It will not get to that stage, my love.” She was now caressing him. “Wellington wants to deprive me of what I love most and I won’t let that happen. Now something needs to be done fast. It’s not just about him finding out but how long will I be able to resist him. I don’t want to make with love him until he leaves.”

“Leave to where?”

“Beyond. Have you forgotten? That is the only solution. He is a threat to your life, our love and freedom and even my body. I am now yours and yours alone and not to be shared with anyone. I also can’t share you with anyone. Uuurgg! Just the thought makes me crazy. My love, Wellington must get what he deserves.”

I also can’t share you with anyone. Tom thought of Rose. There was no doubt Isabella could go to any length to stop their relationship. If she could kill her husband for his sake, then she could do the same thing to Rose. No! He had to protect her and their love. Something needed to be done.

“He is a powerful man. Killing him would not be a doddle.”

She smiled.

“Never underestimate the power of a woman.” She said assertively. “Make love to me my love. I am in need. And take the worries off.”

As Tom made love to her, he imagined it was Rose and that improved his performance.

Rat-a-tat-tat! Ra-a-tat-tat!

There was a sudden knock at the door and it was so loud and hard.

“Tim, open this door!”

Wellington’s deep voice emerged.

Jeez!