Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 19

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Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 19

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“ what truth?, look Mister this
man was harassing me and I
had to put him in his place.

Why are you following me?”
“Miss Crystal, I am doing my job and I would go an extra mile to get the culprits. Have a
splendid day ahead” with that
he turned to the opposite
direction and walked away.

“this guy gives me the chills” she shook her head and continued jogging. She was
ready for anybody who tried
to harass her again. She
stopped and faced home.
She’s home to him sitting in the sitting room.

His eyes closed and his head thrown
back, his face seemed peaceful.
She got closer to him,
squatted and touched his arm
slightly “hey”. He opened his eyes
slowly and looked down at
her. “How was your work
out?”, he asked, she
remembered her encounter
with the lunatic over weight man and the detective, but she simply said her work out
was fine, excluding the details.

“you look great, why bother about a workout anyway. Many girls would kill to have such a body”. She blushed a little, “don’t flatter me
Easton”

“it’s not flattery, I mean it.

Anyway concerning the detective, I have stopped the investigation on the three of
you. So you won’t have any
trouble with any cop or
detective”

“how did you do it?”, he smiled “I have my ways”

“you keep saying that. What
exactly did you do?”

“I have insiders everywhere;
people in top places helping
me to sort my cases. I’m sorry about not doing my homework well; I don’t
know how I messed things
up. But my erasers are on it
right now”, he held her palm
and used his other palm to pat her, “now go and freshen up then eat breakfast. And
before that, help me check the
back of the house to see if the
sprinklers have been put on”.
She nodded. Easton watched her as she
left, he felt a little bit guilty,
he wondered how life was
for her without her parents
before he picked her up, she was so used to him already and knew she was dedicated
to her work to please him
because he picked her up from
the street and took her into
his home. He shut his eyes and
inhaled and exhaled slowly.

The sound of his cell phone
ringing jolted him out of his
thoughts; he picked it up and
pressed it against his ear.

“Mr Easton” came the voice
from the other end, “Has is it be done?”
“Yes sir”
“Good. So there would be no
disturbance from anybody?”
“Yes sir”
“Alright then. Thank you” he ended the call and resumed his reminisce. His thoughts
roamed through so many
things, his childhood and his
father. His father was a hard
man, a man who just wanted perfection and was pissed if that wasn’t reached.

Little Easton then was always
scared of his father and
quivered at the sound of his
footsteps. Sometimes his closet was his refuge anytime his dad was angry. Finally he
found a place by the side of
his dad, his tolerance
increased. Sometimes he
wished he had his father’s perfection but shoved it aside,
he kept to his philosophy, life
would be boring with
perfection, colours are needed,
black and white would be
dull. He opened his eyes and looked
around him, everything was just where he wanted life to be, he was doing well, better
than what his father did, he
proved to his dad that he wasn’t that clumsy little boy he knew. His thoughts took
over his whole consciousness
that he didn’t see the maid
standing with a tray of breakfast in her hand, she called his name the third time.

“Mr Easton”, he blinked his
eyes severally and looked at
her, “what is it?”
“your breakfast is ready sir”
“alright, take it to my room please”
“ok sir”, she walked smartly
up to his room. He combed
through his hair with his
fingers and got upstairs. He
loved his dad and always wanted to impress him, make him to be a proud dad, as far
as he knew, he was doing
that. As he opened the door
what he saw shocked him to
his bone marrows, his maid was on fours on his bed, clad with nothing, she wore her
hair down, as soon as she saw
him she got up and wrapped
one arm around him, let the
other hand to roam his chest. He feet stood fixed to the ground, he didn’t believe
what was happening, he
closed and open his eyes and
still saw her there, her lips had
merged with his. This time he got himself and pushed her away.

“what the hell are you doing?,
do you still want to work
here?” she came closer and
tried to s£duce him again, “come on sir, I know you what this, just do this It
wouldn’t affect anything
between us”. Her voice which
he knew to be pitchy, was
suddenly calm, beautiful and seductive. His breathing became labored when her
hand played around his belt.

Warning bells were ringing in his head, he wanted to push her out of his room and relieve her of her duty in the house, but he was weak. The scent of her skin played around his nostrils. She wasn’t a really pretty lady, but with
what he saw, her body was perfectly molded. He
swallowed hard.

She drew his head down so his lips could
come over hers, he resisted
for a while, but lost strength
later. He succumbed to her and found himself returning her kiss. Slowly his hand went
round her body and pulled her
closer, he was already
drowned in her sea when he
heard his name. “Easton”, Crystal called his
name sharply, standing with
her eyes wide at the door. He
pulled his head away from the
maid quickly and looked at
her, his eyes were still darkened with desire. The
maid was full of guilt and shame, she knew the
consequences, Easton would
regain his senses and push her
out of the house with maximum support from
Crystal, she quickly rushed to
the bed and started wearing
her clothes.

“Easton, what do you think
you are doing. Have you lost it?” Crystal asked. He had no words, he sighed and watched
the maid quickly wear her
clothes and leave.

The maid rushed out without daring to
look at the face of Crystal. “how could you stoop so low Easton”. He ran his fingers in
his hair and slumped on the
bed. He had nothing to say.

Crystal left him alone and
went in search of the maid.