To Live For Once (Set Me Free II) - Episode 15

 

Amaya:

 I pull into the driveway of a small huge in the middle of a vast land then kill the engine. Rory who fell asleep on the ride mumble a few incoherent words in his sleep as he rouse a bit. His head sag off the headrest. That must be painful. I gently take his head and rest it against my shoulder. He looks so peaceful . How can I wake him? His breath tickle my neck and I smile blissfully. I was able to get him here fast so he still has about five minutes to spare. I'd just let him rest a bit. After all, he stayed up most of the night taking care of me last night.
"So handsome." I whisper and trace my finger across his bottom lips. Soft but firm. I shiver a little from the memory of the things these lips do to my body. My fingers linger on the side of his face. He wouldn't let me touch him when he's awake. I'm taking my opportunity. I c*ress his beard and trace my touch up to his eye brows. So thick. Rory rouse again in his sleep and I quickly withdraw my hand. My eyes stray outside the windshield of the car and I discover three men in the distance. The wind carry a familiar laughter to my ears and my brows crinkle in unbelief. I narrow my eyes to focus on the men in the distance, walking towards us.
"Daddy?!" What's my father doing here? Rory's head pulls up from my shoulder and his confused eyes focus on me before following my gaze to fix on my father.
"What the--" Rory growls and flies out of the car before I can ask anything.
"Rory!" I alight as well and hurry after my husband who's storming towards my father.
"What is he doing here?!" Rory turns to snap at me.
"How should I know? Isn't he the one you are supposed to meet?" Rory eyes me up and down with fury I can't understand in his eyes.
"What's--"
"Amaya!" My dad interrupts me as he and the rest of his company reach us.
"Daddy." I mutter as my head goes down as it always does when my father was around me.
"With all due respect Mr Davidson, I believe we have a meeting. What are you doing with a rival?" Rory directs his question at the older man beside my father

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. There's a smirk on my father's face that makes a sinking feeling settle in my stomach.
"Mr Gabriel has a pretty good deal Mr Rory. Moreover he said you guys were family and it doesn't matter who gets the deal." The old man says.
"What?!" An enraged Rory snaps. I startle beside him and take a few steps to get to him and touch his arm lightly.
"You! You are in cohorts with your father." He growls. My eyes widen and I shake my head.
"No-- I" I try to bring his head back to me but he slaps my hand off.
"Don't touch me! Gosh! I should have known better than to let you come!"
"Rory." I try to speak.
"Mr Rory, I believe you are causing a scene on my property." The older man drawls.
"Forgive my son, Mr Davidson. He gets like that sometimes. This is a family issue. Don't worry about this and go on ahead. I believe you have another meeting." My father puts in and Rory gets more angry. He pace to and fro and I feel like running away from the flaming fire brewing inside him.
"I'll take my leave then. Mr Gabriel, I'll have my personal assistant send you the documents for the land. Now, if you'll excuse me." The older man nods his goodbye and the man beside him, who's probably the personal assistant escort him to a Mercedes car just a few steps away. Rory suddenly seem to get to his senses from all that anger and he follow after the older man.
"Mr Davidson! We had a deal!" He yells after the man who gets into the backseat of the Mercedes. He winds the window down to eye Rory 
"Deal with it with your family. I'm not getting involved with this. Nelson, drive." The car gets into motion and Rory has to move back not to get crushed by the tyres.
"Mr Davidson!" Rory yells after the car. I cower inside when he turns around to face my father and I.
"Young man. I've been after this project much longer than you. Just think of this as a wedding gift to your father in law. Or a gift from my daughter to me. Her telling me about your meeting today only proves that family come first before marriage."  What's father talking about?!
"Dad?! I--i" I stutter at the look Rory focus on me. Oh, if looks could kill, I'll be six feet under right about now.
"Of course." Rory lets out a mirthless laugh that sounds like claws on a chalkboard. I cringe.
"Of course! You told your father! You delayed us by feeding me those craps on the street to get him an opportunity. My opportunity!" He snaps at me. I shake my head profusely.
"I'll nev--never do do that!" I try to defend myself. Rory scoffs in my face.
"Daddy, tell him. I didn't tell you of any meeting."
"What are you talking about? I got a text from you an hour ago." My father shrugs. I can't even confront him from my fear of him. I only start to cry.
" Rory, you have to believe me. I don't--" I try to touch him but he recoils back.
"Don't. Infact I'm out of here." He turns on his heels and storm towards his car. The hurt in eyes gut me open. I run after him.
"Rory, please!" He gets in the car before I reach him and I hurry to the passenger side of the car. The door wouldn't open. He glares at me from inside before I feel the car go on.
"Rory, please." He shakes his head mildly and put the car into motion.
"Rory you have to listen to me first." I plead.
"I'm never trusting again. I hope your father can give you a lift." He says and zooms off, leaving me stunned.
"Amaya, get in the car." I turn around to see my father's car is just about ready to leave as well. I stare at Rory's retreating car and then my father's irritated face.
"Don't keep me waiting or I'll leave you, girl." He snaps and I get my legs to take me to the backseat to seat beside my father.
"Let's go." Dad instructs his driver who effortlessly pulls the car out of the property that has my husband mad at me.
"I guess you do have some use." My dad grumbles after a few minutes of silence.
"Use?"
"The text you sent. It helped proffer solution to a hectic business deal.

Read " Set me free " by the same author ( Ameh juliet )

. You made the right choice, fathers before husbands " I sit up and stare at my father open mouthed. What text has he been talking about!
"I didn't send any text."
"You didn't?" His face falls but not for long.
"I figured it was you but Anyways, I got the deal so I don't much care anyways."
"My husband is mad at me!" I snap.
"Who do you think you are snapping at!" Father growls and I bow my head. I must be out of my mind, yelling at my father in such close proximity.
"I'm sorry. It's just I--"
"Zip it, girl. You are giving me an headache." I clamp my mouth shut and look out the window. Of course, I can never speak to my father comfortably. Rory's look of betrayal makes tears sting my eyes. But who sent the text? Just who? Or could father be lying? But why?
 My head feels fuzzy with all the events of the day. A drop of tears falls down my cheek and I try to conceal it from my father. I can't have him calling me weak. Not today.