Love And Deceit

I sat down beside my dads sick bed (turned out to be his deathbed) on that fateful Thursday evening, he could barely speak, yet he struggled so much with the words that filled his mouth, he managed to speak a little but it was obvious? that he still had so much buckled up in his heart. His strength was gradually failing him.

My mind went back to what actually happened to my dad Mr Tyler Woods. We have all dressed up for the occasion of my cousins wedding three months ago. My mum came down stairs dressed in her wonderful regalia of beautiful India white lace with purple shoes and purple handbag to match. She has always being the type that doesnt joke with her outfits at all , so she always had her clothes tailored to perfection, and she makes sure my Dad and I follow her footsteps in terms of fashion, it has always being difficult following up with her fashion protocols because my Dad and I were very simple persons who likes to have our clothes simply made, as long as it fits perfectly on our body we were good to go,she often qurreals my Dad and I concerning our clothes, thats one I think I loved about her, she always wants us to get it right. So today I know she was going to look at our clothes and make faces if they werent perfect and insist we go have them changed.

As an only Child of her parents my parents really looked out for me, they made sure I had all I ever wanted, they gave me the best of all I asked for,? this morning as I got in dressed in my beautiful purple dress just like my mum, she had earlier insisted we all were matching outfits but my dad couldnt have that, he wore his black suit looking like the gentle man he is, He objected to my mums suggestion of wearing same colour with her, but when she finds out he equally looked good in his own attire she let him be.

"Hey ,you got to hurry up ,else we miss this beautiful occasion, come down the stairs right away" my mum yelled at me .

"Im almost through mum" I said running down the stairs ,I had left my cell phone in my room and hurriedly went back to get it.

"Is everyone set to go right now? " my dad asked, looking at his wrist watch.

We were almost running late for the wedding but then everything had to be put in place before we left. My mum checked my dresses out and smiled. Im a very beautiful young lady,slim built, in perfect shape, with a good curve that could make heads turn in my direction when I walk past guys. Many wondered whom I took after because both my mum and dad were good looking,I got praised for my beauty all the time. She looked at my dad too and shrugged her shoulders.

"Not so bad" she said with a beautiful smile on her face.

We all chuckled ..we went into the garage. Looking at my dads garage from a distance one could tell he was a multi billionaire, the kind of cars packed in the garage of our mansion were of class and exquisite, he has great taste for good cars, he could spend a fortune, as long as he gets the kind of car he wants, we settled for the SUV and got in. When we got into the car, my dad announced he was going to be driving ..I was really excited about it,I always enjoyed my dad on the wheel because it means we could have discussions on the way , unlike when the family driver drives us, we would be conscious of the kind of discussions we have since the drive is amere staff.. So that day it was a different feeling altogether as we giggled and discussed so many things at the same time. I was very close to my parents, even though I was? gradually coming of age, at 23 they still treated? me like a baby, perhaps because I am their only child, the heir to their multi billion businesses, empires, and wealth. My dad has always being a very hard-working man, he puts so much energy is his job and business, he has gone out of his way to make sure he attained the position he is right now, he is one of the creme de la creme of the society, I have often time followed him to some of his cocktail parties organised by men of high profile in the society, men of timber and caliber, when who really matters in the society.

As we drove along the less busy road to my cousins wedding, an email popped up in my phone, I quickly opened it to see what it was ,I was glad the email was from a school I had applied for , I had applied to do my PHD program in one of the prestigious institution Abroad, my dad had insisted I do my PHD program in that particular school even though, I was sceptical about it, but then it is not a bad choice, I have applied for it few months ago and I have been waiting patiently to receive an email from them, now this ..

This email came at a really wrong time because I needed to fill in some information immediately and submit it back at once.

"Omg!" I exclaimed

"Hey young lady, what is the matter?" my dad inquired.

"I just got an email from the University I applied for,and they need some information which I dont have right here, those information are in my private computer" I replied.

"Oups, wrong timing" my mum exclaimed. " I think you would have to go back home and get your stuff," she added.

"Oh no, I would not want to miss this wedding, we have been preparing for it" I said with a frown on my face, honestly I would not like to miss this occasion for any reason, but I think I have no choice.

"Hey young lady, sorry about that ,you know this is very important," my dad added.

I know my schooling and passing this PhD program was really important to my dad ,it is one of his criteria to hand over the company to me as the CEO. My dad has so many criteria , one of which is graduating with good grades and the most weird of it all, is the fact that I have to get married first before he hands over the company to me. I didnt even have a boyfriend yet not to talk of finance. My last relationship in the university was not a good one, it ended in tears, so I channeled all my energy into getting good grades, even though Im sexy and very beautiful I have not been able to keep a serious man for myself, most of them just wanted a fling.

My dad pulled up by a taxi station so that I could get down and board a taxi back to the house. I got down from the car,boarded a taxi and headed back to the house.

When I got to the house, everywhere seemed unusually quiet,even though it was just my parents and I here, we still had domestic staff who attends to our needs, Beatrice my personal nanny and Fabian the driver were the closest to us, Fabian was in the house since my dad drove us himself, I the door to the living wide open, I was wondering why Beatrice could leave the door open, I got in, gently closed the door and went? up stairs, I was about entering my room when I heard the moan of a ladys,? I was wondering who it could be, I have being suspecting Beatrice and Fabian of having an affair but I had no evidence and more so they were both adult , I followed the trace of their voice to Beatrice room, because her room was very close to mine, my dad made it so,so that she can always tend to me anytime.

Perhaps Beatrice and Fabian were carried away with the urge to satisfy themselves that they forgot to lock the door. They were totally on another planet and world of their own, their own world of fantasy. They were enjoying their pleasurable moments locked up in each others arms.

?Beatrice and Fabian were under the sheets, Beatrice was enjoying every bit of their sexual moment because she moaned so passionately, I guess she forgot she is still a staff in Tyler Woods mansion .

I remembered my own pleasure moments, it was with Tom, Tom was a fuck boy, a bad ass kisser. I was fantasising about my world when a call came into my phone.

That call changed everything about my life. I wondered who could be calling me, and why?