Chapter twenty-nine

"Mr.Blackwell, it is said in your file that you have an unhealthy obsession with a married woman."

She looked up for the file with a curious expression and I shrugged.

"It's not an unhealthy obsession. It's more like an intense obsession and love for her. I desire to claim her for myself, to protect her even if it means killing the bastard she calls her husband. I'd say the urge to kill him grows each day. I sometimes find myself fantasizing over it," I smiled sadistically as I spoke. Suddenly this therapy session didn't seem so absurd I now had someone to share my sinister intentions with.

She observed me for a while, an unreadable expression on her face.

"I'd like it if you address me as Margaret, going forward. she finally broke the silence. "How about you tell me more about this woman, when and how did you meet her?"

I thought back to the time I met Ayanna.  You probably thought it was the night she approached me at the club. However Ayanna and I met long before that, I was probably sixteen back then_ still in high school. Our schools had competed against each other in a hockey game. She'd been amongst the student medical team. I could remember being injured in that game and her been the one to attend to me. I did have a crush on her since then but wasn't able to confess to her though I did stalked her for a while until I had to leave the country for college. I thought I would forget her, perhaps I did for while when things became choked up for me. College, work, family drama. Then Ayanna became a model.

 Of course I'd hear about her. The feelings I thought were long gone came back. I made a decision to go after her but then I saw in a news that she was married so I refused to return until five years later, grandfather fell ill I had to handle his duties along with mine. 

Ayanna was probably happily married after all, the media was all about her perfect married. Until she approached me that night at the club. 

She was married why was she seeking me out. Though she mistook me for an escort. This is not right she's married, I should push her away. But then I couldn't...no, I didn't want to. It's not like I cared about doing the right thing anyway.

 Things got more heated up between us. Her crying about her husband who cheated on her.  Though I was angry at the bastard for hurting and making her cry it was overshadowed by the selfish desire to finally have her for myself.

I narrated the story and how everything has been with Ayanna and how Alexander tried to kill her.

"Why didn't you tell the cops about Alexander Greyford? I mean he tried to kill his wife and you have evidence against him," Margaret asked.

"Because he'd just get out of jail after a few days since he has the backing of his father-in-law. Furthermore the police would not fully ruin him the way I want them to."

The therapy session was soon over and I walked out of the office finding Vard, my chauffeur instead of Mason.

"Mason called me to take over...he has urgent business to attend to."

I nodded, getting into the car. My phone beeped just as I rested my head against the seat.

           {Ayanna: "Hope your day is going great?}

My heart leap against my chest and my lips slowly curved into a smile.  I heard Vard cough as he looked at me through the rearview mirror. 

Ignored him, I quickly typed a response.

   {"It would've been perfect if you were with me."}

           {Ayanna: Absolutely perfect} came her response and I chuckled.

I was having dinner with my family tonight sadly so I could see her today. 

           {"Are you working right now?.}

      {Ayanna: Yes. I have a full schedule today but I'll come see you tomorrow.}

ALEX

My face contoured into a scowl as I read the message on my phone over and over again. 

Who was this person?

{Unknown: I'm watching you cheater. I know all your dirty secrets. If you touch even a single hair on Ayanna's head, I'll ruin you."

Shivers ran down my spine as I read it. 

When I'd woken up this morning, Ayanna was gone. I decided to freshen up only to glance at my reflection in the mirror and the word CHEATER was boldly written on my forehead. No matter how hard I tried to scrub it, it wouldn't come off. Now I had to wear a head warmer to cover it up until I got it off.

Who could've done It? Ayanna wasn't capable of such stunt. She was too timid. Perhaps Alice the house keeper. She was loyal to Ayanna. Judith on the other hand was loyal to me. Staying quiet even when I brought Kate to the house and we had sex several times when Ayanna wasn't around.

But if Alice knew I was cheating, she certainly would've told Ayanna, not brand my forehead with cheater and even threaten me. If only I had cameras installed in the house, but I didn't dare to because I was bringing Kate to the house. 

Anxiety gnawed at me so strongly I couldn't even focus on the document I was reading. 

Was it Rain Blackwell?

Gosh, I was losing my mind to even think Rain Blackwell would come to my house. I was seriously losing it.

Nevertheless last night Rain Blackwell had acted way too familiar with Ayanna, even drinking from the same cup as her. He wouldn't do that if he wasn't close to her. but Ayanna had said they weren't close...

They weren't f*cking close yet...

Kate also told me over the phone last night that she saw them together at the hospital before.

Ayanna couldn't be cheating on me. She wouldn't dare. Last night, I'd been distracted by her beautiful body and intoxicating scent. I forgot to talk to her about Rain Blackwell or the flower sitting on the dressing mirror. It could've been from one of her fan's or even Olivia. Yet I couldn't shake the small voice that told me it was from a man.  

I may not love her, still the thought that she could be cheating on me filled me with rage. I owned her. She was my property. 

I looked down at my phone, no message from the unknown person. There was also no suspicious calls or text from Ayanna's end.

Last night after speaking to Kate over the phone I finally decided to do what i've been meaning to do. Monitor Ayanna's text and calls. 

Especially because she was acting distant after the accident. I wanted to know what she knew what she was up to.  Yet I didn't get a chance to do so. But last night before returning to the bedroom I gave Judith a device to place on her phone. It's a very transparent disc she wouldn't even notice it.

Judith told me she'd put it on Ayanna's phone this morning while serving her breakfast. 

It wasn't until midday before Ayanna finally sent a message.

  

          {Ayanna: "Hope your day is going great?}

{Unknown: it would've been perfect if you were with me."}

           {Ayanna: Absolutely perfect} 

          {Unknown: Are you working right now?}

{Ayanna: Yes. I have a full schedule today but I'll come see you tomorrow.}

  I clenched my fist, rage filling me. Was it a man she was talking to? 

I was distracted by another message from an unknown person. No number yet I knew It was the same person who'd threatened me. The one who sneaked into my house.

I felt my heart beating as I read the message.

"Meet me at 12 tonight. I'd send you an address."