THE DEVIL’S HEART
The Devil’s Heart – Chapter 12
(Her possessive devil)
©Goodness Okoye
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She slowly opened her eyes. But venoms was all that flickers. Hazard chuckled softly. “Look at me.” He said again grabbing her chin and she did.
“Now, tell me, why do you have to obey me?”
Pispa exhaled. His sight irritates her, she wanted to hit those hands off her chin, but couldn’t. “Because I don’t have any other choice.”
Hazard exhaled. “So tell me, are you willing to give everything to me.”
Pispa heaved a long sigh as she nodded. She is entangled.
Hazard smirked, grabbed his glass and gulped all contents.
“Here.” He said handling her, her phone, Pispa slowly take it from him, soon a call came in.
Pispa tried taking it.
“Don’t take, and no calls taking.” Hazard chipped in.
“What? B—but that’s my sister.”
“None of my business. Look, I owns you now, you breath when I say, so you don’t take call unless I want to, got it.”
Pispa breathed and nodded, leaving him, with a heavy heart, the tears in her eyes nearly betray her but she was holding in.
Hazard wore a smug, relaxing well on the chair, with his wine clung in his hand.
*
Shirin sat on her bed as she cried, everything that happened down there was just a joke.
A man she didn’t know just possessed her daughter and she was so helpless. She didn’t nothing about it.
“Mum.. you are still thinking?” Dulcie dropped on the bed beside her. “I told you Pispa might find her way out.”
“I’m so worried Dulcie, what if he hurt her?” Shirin cried.
“Oh. Not Pispa. She got some crazy vibes.” Dulcie said. “She might come back tonight.” He shrugged.
“How about your Dad? Is his phone now reachable?”
“I haven’t called him yet.” Dulcie exhaled. “I don’t want to disturb Dad, You know he is too busy.”
“Ok..”
“You still crying, Mum?” Mel interjected, standing in front of them. “We are so sorry mum, we are like a birds ripped off their wings.”
“Sure. What you gonna do? Fight him? You don’t expect me to ask you both to fight him.” Shirin said.
Dulcie Shrugged. “Never thought about that.”
“It is okay… I was just calling her but no one is picking.” Mel said.
“He will never allow her to touch her phone.” Dulcie frowned. “Evil creature.”
“Let’s go eat, I made toast.”
“I’m not craving for anything.” Shirin said lying on the bed.
“Hey, don’t do this.”
“I’m sorry.” Shirin said tossing to the other side of the bed.
They both signed “I guess we have to leave her for the main time.”
*
Wayne was in his room, going through some paper, when Mala his sister walked in. She was on crop top and a wrist clung shorts, her hair was tied on bun. Well, she is a step sister.
Wayne’s eyes snapped open, the chains around his wrists digging into his skin. Mala stood over him, a seductive smile on her lips. “Hey, big bro,” she whispered, her voice husky. “Miss me?”
Wayne sighed. He tired the chair to face her. His eyes scanned her for a while, he was amazed to see her wearing that. He had to say something to cover her suspicious stares. “Guess, you going for shopping?”
“Nope.” She smiled. “I.. I don’t want to go shopping today. Let’s go swimming, I want us to spend together today.”
Wayne chuckled, looking at her doubtfully. “Are you drunk? Do I look like your boyfriend you spend time together with?”
Mala stepped closer to him. “Look, you are my brother, and I figured I wasn’t close to you, enough and Roven was making things worst.” She frowned.
“Roven is my girlfriend…”
She trailed a finger down his chest, her touch sending shivers down Wayne’s spine. “You look good in chains,” she purred. “Maybe I’ll keep you like this forever.”
“Hey.” Wayne breathed. “What are you doing?” Wayne’s heart pounded, his feelings tangled in fear and something else. Raven’s eyes gleamed with a twisted desire as she whispered, “Please?”
“Uh.. c’mon.” Wayne pushed her off, standing. “I think you are short of cash.. here’s some cash, you can go shopping.” Wayne spluttered, surprisingly as he handed her some cash leaving.
She act so odd.. recently, why?
Mala gulped nothing as she clung her lips with her teeth, watching him leaving, breathing to hard, she is fighting away something… What could that be?
Something she couldn’t place her hand on.
*
August was at the river bank with his friends, he sat on the rock as his mind was wandering, Pispa doesn’t look good and the hickeys was driving him crazy.
Is she cheating on him?
The bloods..? Huh?
“I can’t go see her.” He muttered looking up, his friends were sprinkling water on themselves.
“Hey.”
August turned at him, sighing deeply. “Butch.”
“Why are you so down ever since we came here. You suggested we d’ come here.” Butch said sitting beside him.
August sighed still not saying anything.
“Is everything okay with your girlfriend?”
August was silent.
“I knew it. That girl is not your type and your equal but you won’t listen, I’m sure you caught her cheating right?”
August drifted his gaze on him, angrily, his words are adding to his anger. “Don’t talk about my girlfriend, you don’t have right to.” He said, his voice low and husky.
Butch chuckled. “Okay.” He shrugged leaving.
August brought out his phone calling Pispa, it rang but no one was taking the calls.
“Gosh.” He cursed.
*
Pispa was weeping in the room, why is her life that way? Why in the world does she has to meet him..?
“I’m so heartbroken right now.” She cried, a servant had got some heap of dresses for her with different styles and she just kicked it off.
“I want to go home. I don’t need his clothes!.” She yelled.
“He asked you changed to something good.” The servant said.
“Watch it. Go tell him I’m not changing into anything unless he takes me home.” Pispa Jibbed.
“Ma’am, i—i can’t.”
“Better. Then we both stays.” Pispa stubbornly sat on the bed, she was so angry right.
He others him round like he owns her?
The servant left, Pispa sighed. “Motherfucker.”
There was a ping from the phone that laid beside her on the bed, She picked the phone and was marvelled with the plenty missed calls and messages from August.
“Gosh.” She muttered sitting up right on the bed. “I’m so sorry, August, I can’t tell you what I’m facing right now.”
She started texting him back, the door cracked opened, as it slammed back with a heavy bang and she jolted in fear.
“What?” She inquired, turning at him, slowly she hide the phone. “You should have knock.”
“I don’t need a permission to walking into anywhere in my house.” Hazard said icily, as his eyes scanned her. “You haven’t taking your bath?”
“I don’t want to take my bath.” She stubbornly said.
“It is not a request but an order.” Hazard flared up. “And who are you to refuse…”
Her phone started buzzing, their eyes drifted to the caller.
August.
“Who is that?” Hazard said. “Give me the phone.” He ordered. Pispa was reluctant to give him the phone but he snatched the phone from her.
“August..?” He mumbled. His eyes darkened.
TBC…
