What happened next was the anti-climax he had not bargained for.
Rose refused to embark on the rescheduled US trip. She felt slighted and manipulated. Pam, despite her sister’s pulling out, decided to go on with it.
”After all, it’s my future at stake here,” she had said regardless of Rose’s opinions.
It had been a hectic week for Yoofi, perambulating from helping to tie the loose ends of the investigations to dealing with his own personal business. But what actually irked him was the wall of silence Rose had created between them. He gave her space to deal with her demons and he was confident in the fact that everything he had done was for her own good.
He now found time to visit his uncle and cousin to constantly check on them but what Ursula said shocked him.
”I don’t think we can leave for Dubai, especially now that the danger is no more there,” Ursula told him woodenly without looking at her father.
”Abeg, you and who are not going. I am repping 100% live. This is my chance to hook a rich old lady,” her father screamed in mock anger
”Dad!” she shouted, quite appalled.
”Eeii, Uncle,” Yoofi said and laughed, enjoying the moment.
”Are you surprised?” the old man said to her, unfazed.
”What did you think Auntie Nana and I have been doing behind your back in my bedroom before she passed away?”
”You mean you and her were,” she said but couldn’t finish her statement due to how shocked she was.
”Yes. We used to go at each other like rabbits anytime you stepped out of the house,” he spat at her challengingly and left to his bedroom.
Ursula was scandalized.
Auntie Nana was a family friend, a widow who had constantly visited the house.
”So they were exploiting my inability to stand her ceaseless chatter to go at each other. Whilst I was sacrificing my social life, he was shamelessly frolicking with that woman,” Ursula said and laughed, seeing the funny side of the whole situation.
”Hahaha. It’s settled then. You are going to Dubai and don’t worry. You might even meet Prince Charming who is going to make you scream in ecstasy.”
She laughed and threw a napkin at him. He got up and chased her like they had been doing from when they were kids. She ran screaming at him to get away from her which of course he wasn’t going to listen to until he had given her the tickling punishment.
***
Yoofi was relaxing at home. Pam had flown to the US. So had his uncle and cousin to Dubai for their vacation. His mind transverses to thoughts of Rose. To be fair to her, he knew she had been very busy with work as she had become very popular due to her expose on player transfers.
She had received the insurance claims on her house and had been paid the full amount. He had advised her not to immediately start building the house. He had been giving her investment tips on how she could safely reap profits. And she had plans of a block of flats on the land when she had made enough money.
She missed him too. His maturity, his humane nature and above all, his touches.
”Ohh God. I miss him so,” she whispered to herself, feeling guilty for deliberately distancing herself away from him.
”Yo love,” she whispered when he picked her call.
”Ro love,” he replied.
”Please come. I want you,” she said and put the phone down to prepare for him.
She was of two minds on whether to have her bath or to wait so they could have it together.
”I really have become a slut,” she said and giggled at the very idea of becoming his personal slut.
Footsteps on the porch attracted her attention and she smiled, glad that he had arrived so swiftly on her call.
”Well, well, well. What a sight for sore eyes.”
She turned around to face Kofi Aboabo who seemed to have escaped from lawful custody.
What do you want? What are you doing here?” she ask in fear, knowing that he was up to no good.
”I want you. I want to enjoy what you have been giving that dadaba,” he said as he walked towards her. She backed away from him.
”Get away from me, you devil,” she screamed at him.
”I m sorry I can’t do that. I broke jail just to have my pound of fresh,” he said and reached for her, his eyes bright with naked lust. She turned and ran, ducking under his flailing hands but he was much too fast for her to get away. Already, he was standing between her and the exit so she had no way of escaping. He caught her in the kitchen where she had run to in her desperate attempt to reach for a weapon.
His large hands mauled her body, ripping the loose dress she had on and squeezing a breast.
She clawed at his eyes and he slapped her viciously, drawing blood.
”Yeah, I like that. A high-spirited bitch,” he hissed, trying to remove her pantie.
She still struggled, trying to fight him off, with the flimsy material the only barrier between him and the trophy he wanted. She fought back as tears of misery poured out.
***
Yoofi cruised on, bobbing his head to Bob Marley’s ‘Is this love’ that boomed out of the car’s speakers.
He had taken much more time than he would have liked to but wasn’t concerned. They had all the time in the world to make it up to each other.
He got to the Estate’s Security Gate and saw that the gates were wide open but saw no security guard in sight.
Suddenly, his antennas were up. He went into the security post and saw them slumping on the floor, out cold. He waited no further time, hoping that Rose was ok’.
He got to the house, parked the car and sprinted into the house with just one thought on her mind. To ensure that she was all right.
***
Rose meanwhile was getting weak from exhaustion. She was stark naked, her pantie around one ankle now and she watched as Kofi discarded his trousers, his eyes on her. She lunged at him with a long leg when he looked down to fully remove his trousers. He swore as he tottered back and fell, his legs trapped by his own trouser which was halfway down his ankles. Rose saw her chance and got up groggily and ran to the front door with no clothes on.
Her head came into contact with a man’s chest and she gasped, struggling to run away until she saw that it was Yoofi. She desperately pointed indoors with her fingers, unable to utter a word. He placed her behind him and went into the house only to collide with Kofi Aboabo in just his briefs. Yoofi understood the picture at once and smiled.
”Pretty boy has decided to join the party,” Kofi said and lunged at him, head first in his desperate efforts to subdue him.
Yoofi, as lithe as a trapeze artist, stepped aside and with one arm pulled the Capo, whose momentum and Yoofi’s pull flew through the doorway onto the concrete pillar of the porch, his body crumbling to the ground. He got up again, slightly bent forward and approached Yoofi cautiously.
Yoofi just stood his ground and waited with a wicked look on his face. They clashed like wrestlers trying to squeeze the life out of each other. Yoofi seemed to falter and went down on one knee, but it was a ruse. When Kofi tried to knee him in the face, Yoofi grabbed him by his waistband, raised him and slammed him hard, onto the concrete floor. He watched as Kofi Aboabo writhed on the ground. Then, he went to him, and kicked him over and over again, until Rose who now had a large shirt of his on, pulled him away and told him that she had called the police.
They looked into each other’s eyes for a while until they heard approaching sirens and the police arrived, led by Inspector Forson.
”I came as soon as I heard that he had escaped. Sorry I missed the fun,” he said and gave orders to his men to take the unconscious man away.
”Don’t worry inspector, you’ll have your chance next time,” Yoofi replied as he led the way indoors. ” And don’t forget that my job offer still stands.”
The police took control then. The men at the gate seemed to have been put down by what seemed to be inhalation of toxins. Other guards arrived to replace them and the police left.
Yoofi went back indoors and saw that Rose was in the shower, feverishly washing away the invasive scent of Kofi Aboabo.
He allowed her to be and tidied the Hall and then the bedroom, putting everything in its proper place. He cleaned the kitchen too and threw away Kofi’s clothes.
When he was done with the cleaning, he went back into her room and saw that she was still under the shower. He put his ear against the door but heard only the running water. He turned the knob and it opened. He went in and saw that her back was turned to the door, a white towel wrapped around her glistering body which was wet from the bathing she had just had. He reached across and turned off the tap and carried her into the bedroom.
He went into the kitchen and got her a cup of tea with a dash of brandy to revive her spirits.
She was trembling. Her whole body shook; an after-effect of what she had gone through.
He hugged her and she stayed in his arms till she calmed down and the trembling ceased. He knew that sex could be the last thing on her mind in her state.
After some minutes of serene silence, he came to a decision on what had been on his mind for a long time since the day she was abducted by this same Kofi Aboabo.
He excused himself and went to the car for something he had for her.
He returned, took the case from his pocket, opened it, and on one knee said.
”Rose, I wish we were in a much more romantic setting but there’s no better time than the present. Would you marry me?” he said, looking eagerly at her.
”Yoofi, listen, I really think.”
He cut her short as he felt she was going to reject him. His anger at Kofi Aboabo and his evil deeds taking their toll on his calm persona.
”Listen, you beautiful damsel. I bought this ring for you and I am going to put it on your finger,” he said and forcefully grasped her hand and slipped the gold ring with its sparkling diamond at the top on her hand.
She stared at him, her tears threatening to fall.
”Oh Rose, I bought this ring for you and whether you will marry me or not, it’s for you. You can either keep it or sell it, I don’t give a damn,” he said in anguish as hot tears finally cruised down his face and walked towards the door.
”Yo love,” she said softly and continued when he turned to look at her. ”What sort of a man are you? What kind of man puts a ring on the finger of a woman he claims to love and leaves her to sleep alone in this cold weather? You should at least come back and spend the whole day, and night in bed with me to help me enjoy the bliss of finally having you as my future beloved husband.”
”You mean…” he was pleasantly surprised.
He thought she was developing cold feet. She cut him off and said ”Yes. My answer is yes. Yes I’ll marry you, Yo love”
”Oh Ro love,” he said and went back to be with her in bed.
THE END