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"Hey baby boy" I teased Adrian. He didn't like the name though I still call him that when I want to piss him off especially in front of his friends.

He said it made him feel inferior. Adrian always does big boys stuffs including his dress code. Dad would buy him trending stuff whenever he travels to Dubai and other countries.

I was on a video call with him. His headphones we're hanging on his shoulders, he's a sucker for music. He was also putting on a red cotton polo.

I had selected it for him on an occasion when we went shopping with dad's credit card. He initially complained that he didn't like the shirt but I knew it would fit him perfectly so I told him I would get it for a boyfriend I didn't have.

I later told him to try it on at home and he liked it so I gave it to him but he didn't hear the last of it because I kept teasing him about it. I was lying on the soft velvety bed with floral bedsheets. I wore a short jean skirt and a pink off the shoulder top with Micky mouse drawings on it.

My phone had one edge resting on the pillow and the other sinking in the mattress giving me a clear view of Adrian who was sitting in front of his dresser. I used one of the throw pillows for support.

"Who is your baby boy?" he feigned a serious face making me chuckle hard. I used my index finger to point at the scream muttering 'You', his reaction released my chuckle to a hysterical laughter because he kept raising his shoulders dramatically and dusting imaginary dust from his shirt.

"How is dad? " I asked him but he just shrugged and I got the message. Dad and I only spoke on phone and our conversation was totally awkward.

He even ignores my calls then he will text me later that he was busy or was in a very important meeting. Dad never choose meetings over his children, it obvious he has not forgiven himself.

I learnt from Adrian last week that dad has been awkwardly silent after the wedding. He buries himself in his study always, everything has changed. Adrian on his part has been all by himself and buries himself in his mini studio upstairs though aunty Cassie stayed back after the wedding but she has been quite busy with her modeling agency in Lagos.

Everything has changed; no more movie nights on Fridays, family outings on Sundays and gist with dad on Saturdays. We always looked forward to weekends then but now the house felt empty without me.

"He's not changed" Adrian answered after some minutes and I just nodded, I totally understood. I'm I supposed to hate Jordan for ruining my family's happiness and successfully turning me into a prisoner.

It's been two weeks after the incident with Jordan. I mean the night I yelled at him and nothing has changed. He leaves for his office early before I wake up and comes back when I have retired to bed but on some occasions he comes back pretty early but
he just buries himself in his study. I can't seem to get to get his motive behind this fruitless marriage. A marriage where couples don't talk and it really sucks.

I felt really insecure that he spends his day in the office
'Why is that? You hate him don't you' my subconscious asked. Well the reply is obvious I am his wife.

Why do I feel like he is spending his time with people that are important to him, 'are you implying he is cheating on you?' my subconscious asked again pissing me off. I don't know! I yelled within. I guess I am just an acquired property.

"April!!" Adrian's voice snapped me out of my reverie. I guess he has called me earlier because he just called me 'April'. He calls me that when ever we have a quarrel or in a serious situation. Ada is more like a pet name he gave to me. Though in the Igbo culture 'Ada' is a title first the first female child. He raised a brow and flashed me a confused look.

"Hmm...... m... I am sorry, I ju... st......."

"Ada are you ok? If you're not tell me oo" came his worried expression,

I appreciated his concern but he can't help my situation so I immediately feigned a laughter which sounded fake in my own ears. He gave me a knowing look. He knew I was a terrible liar. Well I have been since I entered this mansion but he just ignored me.

"Ada I really miss you around, especially your cooking" he made a puppy face and pouted. How do I tell this brother of mine that I miss him more. If he were here, I wouldn't feel this loneliness and solitude.

"I miss you more baby boy" I said that to ease the tensed atmosphere after we had talked about dad and I added as an afterthought "Aunty Cassie?" just then I heard a familiar voice

"Adrian who are speaking with? Your girlfriend abi?" That was aunty Cassie's voice, talking about the devil. She's obviously back from one of her shoots. Wait! Did she just mention a girlfriend? Does Adrian have one? I could see her now because she dragged a chair and sat close to Adrian. I wish dad was present, I really miss him. She gave me a heart warming smile.

"Ada, you had better told aunty Cassie to knock next time if she doesn't want to see stuff her eyes can't take" I suddenly choked and began coughing while aunty Cassie laughed so hard. Adrian just had a lopsided smirk playing on his lips

Adrian seriously didn't just say that, I guess a lot of change has occurred.
"Baby boy, I have seen more than you can offer" aunty Cassie said in between giggles, ok that was savage. I was about to speak but I choked on my words again. How did this crazy duo live together? Adrian's defeated face made me erupt into another round of laughter.

"Ok oo, you guys can go on and on with your laughter, I have said my own oo" he said in a duh tone, I knew he won't just give up.

"Soo, Ada how are you keeping up with Jordan" aunty Cassie asked awkwardly. She was aware of the fact that she was not supposed to mention his name but she still went on. I understand that she cares about my welfare.

"Nothing has changed" I shrugged with a sad expression but immediately feigned a smile then I added as an afterthought "but though I'm fine, I'm fine" I tried to sound convincing but failed to my own ears. I prayed silently that they would buy it and they obviously didn't. They exchanged a knowing look and just shrugged. They knew better not to stress it.

"I have to go guys, we'll speak some other time. I love you" I blew kisses at my phone's screen then hung up. I released a breath I was holding for long and I hated myself for lying to my family but on the other hand it was the best for my heart and psycho. I placed my phone on the night stand and buried my head on the soft velvety pillow.

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I was slowly drifting off when I felt a hand brush my exposed thighs, I groaned and mumbled half asleep . I ignored it and imagined it as a dream because at that moment I was really sleepy but this time it was going down to where my short jean skirt stopped.

I jerked up fully awake only to stare at a weird looking guy with beards and brown orbs. He kept grinning from ear to ear while staring at my exposed thighs.

I stood up from the bed and ran to the other end of the room close to my dresser and half screamed but he was quick to show me his gun which he carefully shoved under his trousers. I turned me mute and my throat felt dry.

He came very close to me and held my wrist, I winced from the pain. His hands were rough and it bruised my soft skin.

He dragged me against the wall and held my neck with his other hand causing me another round of pain. He brought his face closer to my neck fanning me with his hot breath raking of alcohol.

I breathed hard.
'God! Jordan where are you'

That came from me though I knew it wasn't possible because he would be in one of his crucial meetings. I was not one girl to give up easily so I struggled to get out of his hold, jerking him away but instead he landed me a slap across my face.

I hissed from the pain because it really did hurt but I wasn't one to cry easily.

'Jordan please where are you?'

I just prayed for a miracle to happen. He brushed my skin with hands and touched my lower lip, caressing it softly, I felt irritated.

I suddenly recalled the day Jordan had a close contact with Jordan . I felt something when those natural white eyes stared at me and when he touched my face. It sent shivers down my spine something I had never felt before.

"Stay calm female" his voice was coarse and commanding.

"Want do you want? I have no business with you?" I managed to speak ignoring the pains I felt shooting him death glares.

"I think I should have a taste of you before going down to business" He smirked and licked his lower lip, clearly showing the urge to devour me.

My eyes nearly popped at his statement,

'No! No!

'This is not happening' he drew closer and placed a kiss on my collarbone, sucking hard. I shut my eyes waiting for the worst to happen I was really scared.

I heard a gunshot and that moment I knew my life was over, gosh April you didn't die vulnerable but I wasn't feeling any pain and the weight of the guy was no longer there so I flickered my eyes open.

I gasped at the sight before me. He was lying on the floor whimpering in pain , blood came rushing out from his back. I covered my mouth to stop myself from screaming at least I could escape now but I wasn't even moving, my legs felt numb.

I heard footsteps at the door so I snapped my head up. It was Jordan, Ian and a familiar guy that I couldn't quite recall where I had seen him.

My husband was wearing a navy blue Armani suit with his matching shoes. He had a gun in his right hand which was now lying in his sides, he looked strikingly handsome and power oozing from him.

He walked in and placed his foot on the guy's chest, he was whimpering in pain and muttered things I didn't quite hear. Jordan shot him again but this time on the chest and muttered "bastard" under his breath, his fist were clenched and those cute eyes turned black. I had never witnessed this side of Jordan and it frightened me.

I knew I was married to a mafian boss but I had never witnessed this scene before and it brought back something I hid for years.

My breath became fast making me breath hard and soon it hitched I began gasping for air.

No! Please this shouldn't happen now.

I lost balance and I was about to fall but Jordan grabbed me by the shoulders and placed me on the bed gently.
"I think she's having a panic attack" he said to Ian who was now standing at the edge of the bed.

"April can you hear me?" it was Jordan's genuine voice. He knelt at the edge of the bed, those dark eyes stared at me with concern, I wished I would see this side of Jordan often.
"Now follow the movements of my hand and try to breath ok?" he looked tensed, anyways I managed to nod and followed the movements while he kept counting. Soon my breathing normalized but I was really weak so I drifted off.

****JORDAN'S POV*****

I entered a deal with Derrick Hubert two weeks ago. He didn't fulfil his own part of the deal on time so I asked him to pay extra fifty percent interest, not that I was being selfish but it was written in the contract we both signed. He paid it grudgingly and I knew that he wouldn't just let it slide though he didn't issue any treat that I know of.

He wouldn't dare even, unless he were ready to reach his end but he proved to be a coward when he began a secret revenge plan. I had my informants and spies so don't ask me how I got to know. I got to know from my informants that the plan was to be carried out on April. He wanted to use my weakness against me and that wasn't happening anytime soon because I won't let it.

I instructed my guards to vacate their position on the proposed date I got to know from my informants , so when Derrick entered my mansion, Shegun notified me and I left the office with Ian and Aaron.

Aaron was driving while I sat on the passengers sit beside him watching Derrick manhandled my wife. I went nuts when he landed her a slap across her face

"Aaron faster" I ordered, I couldn't wait to chop his head off.
"Jordan, you have to be calm" Ian said patting my shoulder, he was at the back seat.

He was placing a kiss on her collarbone when we reached the door to my room, was he planning on giving her a hickey? F*ck he was so engrossed that he didn't notice our arrival though we took inaudible steps.

I shot him straight on his back and he collapsed immediately giving me a clearer view of April who was shivering in her spot with her eyes shut. I walked into the room fully with the duo following In pronto.

Derrick still managed to breathe while muttering things I didn't quite hear because I was visibly shaken with anger, my fists were clenched. I do that often to rule my anger.

I placed my foot on his chest, the sole of my shoe caused him more pain and I shot him again but this time on his chest. He finally gave up.

"Bastard" I muttered under my breathe I could sense April gasping for air because she was obviously loud. I turned to her direction and she was about to fall so I quickly grabbed her by the shoulders. Her breath hitched, she was looking pale and I spotted the bruises on her neckline and the mark across her face. I placed her gently on the bed.

"I think she's having a panic attack" I looked over my shoulders and said to Ian who stood at the edge of the bed, he was observing her closely.

"April can you hear me? I was kneeling at the edge of the bed stroking her shoulders. I was really confused at this point. She was still gasping for breath and I was scared that she might loose it an.. and.......... No! an idea hit me like a rock

"April? Now follow the movements of my hands and try to breath ok?" I was really tensed, I couldn't make out my own attitude because I was behaving like a weirdo to myself even. I always handled difficult situations like this like a pro that I am. Why is this situation different? She followed my instructions and after about fifteen counts her breathing normalized but she looked pale so she blacked out.

I released a deep breath and rested my head on the bed. Ian patted my back and muttered 'job well done'

"Man, that was close" Ian added
"Yea" I nodded I didn't muster much strength for long answers, so I answered in mono syllables. I removed my jacket and hung it on a chair in front of the dresser running my hands through my hair in frustration.

"We have to leave" I stated, Ian nodded in agreement.
"Aaron get everything set for the journey" I instructed Aaron
who hands been standing by the entrance.

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Phew!!

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