Her Christmas desire - Season 2 - Episode 14

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Her Christmas desire - Season 2 - Episode 14

At first, the cries were faint, but it grew louder and he was forced to open his eyes. Yemi jerked out of sleep and straightened on his bed. His hands went straight to his bedside lamp which supplied all the light he needed at night.

When the blue flame illuminated the room, he noticed that Cassie wasn’t crying or in some kind of trouble like he had thought. She was still sleeping…

‘A dream,’ he murmured and watched her face intently. To his surprise, her cries didn’t come from a place of pain or fear; they were intense cries from sexual pleasure.

A mischievous smile danced on his lips as he stared closer at her face. Her pink lips were slightly parted, she was crying out his name. Cassie was obviously stuck in a sex dream where he played a key role. He knew this when her m0ans gave way to broken murmurs.

‘Please Yemi…harder, faster.’ He couldn’t take his eyes off her when he noticed that her fingers clung tightly to the bedcover. Yemi carefully straightened on the bed, afraid to wake her. He loved the spectacle before him and he would entertain himself all night.

Suddenly, all his doubts and fears of never winning Cassie’s heart flew away. First, Pelumi had told him about her jealousy when she had seen them in the garden together, and now this.

‘She is attracted to me,’ he murmured.
He wondered why she fought so hard to hide the truth for him when she was dying on the inside. He watched as her babyish face divided with a content smile, on the other side the lovemaking was over. And she had derived a good measure of satisfaction from his arms.

Yemi quickly turned off the lights and rolled farther from her. He couldn’t wait to see her face in the morning. He considered a lot of mischievous thoughts as he giggled in a low voice. Cassie was meant for him and he would let her games play out.

Now that he knew she felt something for him, he would no longer chase after her like a King who was hopeless. He had found his queen; all he needed was her surrender in this game of hearts.

Mr. Benjamin had been used to living next to the sea in a lonely house. He wasn’t used to the sound of human voices but of speed boats taking the next cargo to its proper location. When Tamar his wife had filed for a divorce, he was more than delighted to leave the trap of a marriage that he had found himself.

He had been far away for his family for too long. He had lived in isolation for many years and he never bothered to return home because he knew his ex wife had fed his kids lies about him.

From the beginning, he had known that Tamar wasn’t the right woman for him. He had always wanted a woman who would believe in his dreams and persevere with him, but Tamar didn’t possess any of those qualities. She was extremely materialistic even before they got married, and her greed for mundane things only heightened when she began to make friends with women from elitist circles.

Mr. Benjamin had taken a second look at the text he had gotten from a strange number inviting him to spend some time in the Benjamin mansion. At first, he had thought that Tamar had deliberately invited him over so she could humiliate him before his kids. But a closer look revealed that Elena, his last child had been the one to issue the invitation.

He hadn’t set eyes on his children for a long time, and he didn’t bother. Tamar was a vile woman and she loved to poison people against him. He was embittered as he remembered how she had betrayed him on that night, but he wouldn’t tell her children what she had done yet. He was more mature than she was. He would keep her dirty secrets away from their children.

His lips parted as he smiled. The sound of female voices singing love songs and the collision of beautiful laughter made his heart relaxed. He missed this. He missed being around people.

It didn’t take long before he pushed the thick bedcovers from his lean frame and got out of bed. He had learned from the girls that their mother had travelled to Jamaica to see her sister and he found that odd. Tamar was a toxic person. While they had been married, she had quarreled with all her family members. She was more like an outcast, so whom would she be visiting in Jamaica? And why would she abandon her kids and travel like that?

‘Something is wrong somewhere.’ He strolled to the mirror and stared at his reflection. He was no fool. Something had happened while he was away and no one was willing to tell him anything.

Mr. Benjamin knew that Elvis had kept himself far away from the family because of the way his mother treated him. It was Tamar’s ill treatment of him that had led Elvis to live among thugs. It was too late to change Elvis; all he did was pray for that child.

He thought about his favorite child, the one whom he was yet to see. He had asked Eno and Elena about their sister, but they had seemed evasive. He decided to meet them downstairs and inquire about Cassie as she had been the only one to truly understand him.

He thought about Cassie as he climbed down the stairs. His daughter had an interest in fashion design, but her mother had always discouraged her. Tamar wouldn’t fail to remind Cassie how poor he was and how fashion designing wouldn’t put food on a man’s table.

He was on the last stair when he realized that the girls’ laughter had ceased. They were discussing something intimate and he yearned to be a part of their discussion.

From the little he could garner, Elena was asking her sister about her valentine. Mr. Benjamin chuckled as he listened to his inquisitive lastborn. There was something that he noticed about his children. None of them could be manipulated by Tamar, and he loved it. He wanted them to live their own lives, make their mistakes and grow.

Tamar’s mind control wasn’t good for anyone. She was one who clouded the atmosphere with her sharp tongue and cruel words.

He felt at home again, after many years of being away. He couldn’t wait to set his eyes on Cassie. He wondered if she had given up on her career like her mother had advised, or she had defied Tamar and tried Fashion designing for herself.

‘So I googled up some special gifts you can get Sam on Val’s day. You should check them out,’ Elena took out her Smartphone and rushed to her sister’s side. She knew how deeply Eno had fallen for this guy, she still hoped that Sam wasn’t whom she thought he was.

Elena had tried to get more information about the Knights of Robin hood which had been led by Ifeanyi Ogene, but nothing popped up in her search engine. Searching for such confidential information in reality could get her into trouble, so she had decided to tell Elvis all about their sister’s boyfriend.

She had dropped all of her messages concerning Sam. She had made Elvis understand that Eno’s man had a scar on his forehead and the scar resembled the same on Ifeanyi Ogene’s forehead. Although Elvis was yet to send a response, she was confident that her brother would have some vital information for her.