LOGIN•• Vivian POV ••
I got married 5years ago. With Mr. Richardson.
OMG, the perfect man. Rich, elegant, caring.
The perfect match as I use to say.
Our marriage had its ups and towns. But three years ago he suddenly became very violent.
He is unrecognizable, he shouts at any least thing I do, he beats me up for the smallest mistake. And he rapes me all nights.
This is how it goes,
After being away for months,
My husband is returning today. I am cooking while waiting for him. I didn't want to cook early and warm the food, so I decided to estimate the time and cook for him to eat warm.
I am cooking his favorite meal. I just want him to be happy, at least for this evening.
{Blaring}.
He is the one.
Why heart rate increase as I hear the car blaring.
"Back to reality"
I tell my self.
"Dady, welcome back!."
Our son Jamal plunge into his dad's arms.
He isn't the romantic type. He is kind of bored by his son's reaction. He doesn't make any emotional move towards him.
Jamal has gotten used to but he always shows love to his dad though.
"Thank you!. Where is your mother?!."
He immediately asks
"In the kitchen!."
Okay, I move to me
I hear him yet I don't want to see him. I know he is inside the house yet, I don't want to believe that I will see him soon. I wish I could disappear right now.
"You hear my voice and you can't even come to wish me welcome!."
He yells in my ears
I shudder at his touch. Wisting my waist at the side of his touch.
"I was too but I am busy here!. Richard, please don't start you just arrive!."
I plead on him.
I can feel his bad energy already.
"Vivian doesn't be silly, I do what I want with you!."
He laughs maliciously
I don't answer!. Because he freaks me out.
"Good, woman, I love when you are submissive!."
He hits my ass.
Not a soft hit but a harsh one. It really hurts!.
"Let's move up!."
He says
"I can't, your food is on fire. Go up and I will meet you later!."
I suggest
"Vivian don't be stupid!. I said let's move up!."
He hits my ass very painful, again.
A drop of tears falls from my eyes. My ass hurts.
"Please Richard understand!. Jamal hasn't eaten yet!. He can't sleep like this."
I beg
"Why didn't you cook earlier?."
He clenches on me, pressing my breast so hard like he wants to crack it.
"Richard stop!."
I sob
He releases It then, he pulls me upstairs!.
Jamal is seated on the couch crying but he hides it like he did hear anything.
Unfortunately, he is seated in the parlor and he heard everything. Yet I still want to believe that he hasn't heard anything.
Maternal love is like a disease.
"Hey, you go to your room!."
His father yells at him
He locks up the door behind us!.
"Richard I am tired!."
I beg again
He instantly gives me a slap which makes me fall on the bed.
He removes his dress and falls on me like a log of wood.
He forcefully penetrates me.
I feel his heavy weight on my torso. He is in me, yet I don't feel any pleasure or any kind of sexual emotional.
He rides till he gets tired, falls on the bed panting and all excited.
"Oh my God, Baby you are a bomb!."
He caresses my hairs breathing so fast.
I jerk my head off his hands.
I am disguised whenever he is around me. When he travels I kind of forget the monster that he is and I get out of my depression.
But when he comes back, all this resentment comes back to the surface.
"I am sorry baby!. I didn't want to hurt you. It's just that you are so difficult at times!."
Richard excusing himself.
"He might be right. What if I just gave him myself without any resistance, all this wouldn't have happened!."
I say it deep within myself.
Kind of blaming my self.
Meanwhile, I don't have too, yet I can't stop thinking its might be my fault.
Vivian POV ¶¶My stomach is all big and carving out. We all thought that this baby will die. Even the doctors but she resisted. I can't still believe this!.I have only received part of the divorce money but its much thou. I am wealthy right now.I have bought my house and a building for my little firm.It's marvelous for a start. For now, I consult for free.I kept on my online videos once a week. And now my account has been verified by Instagram.Among all the comments I received, I really felt attracted by one comment from a woman, she told me about something really nice.I love her idea and she wants us to be affiliated. She is in other towns. She wants our little firms to have the same name.How ever, I loved her story and her idea. I feel connected to her. Though we have never met before.She will be coming next week to
Cameron POV ¶¶In the beginning, our first two years of marriage were good when I had not yet met these guys...We use to have a discussion like.One will say,"My wife can't speak to me like that, if not I will give her good lessons!."They made me believe that having a conversation where my wife is against my opinion appeared like disrespect from her. So I wasn't giving her the room to talk anymore.Meanwhile, in the beginning, I loved to listen to my wife's different opinions and her own way of looking at things.Another will be like;"My wife works but I keep all the money and I give her weekly pocket allowance!. When a woman is too free and independent she started being very disrespectful."Then I was like"Hey, I give to much liberty to my wife, very soon she will start disrespecting me!.
Patricia POV ¶¶The next day morning!.I cook breakfast as usual.He eats then he gives me a kiss and leaves for work.Then I remember something and I stop him."Baby, you said we were going to the police station this morning, Nah?."I remind him, frowning."Oh that true but I am really late for work. Let's just forget about that car!. I think it's the best!. Or some other time!."He is hurrying"Okay, as you wish. Na you buyam!. Don't forget I don't have a phone!. So I need one!."I speak in pidgin English.With that, he leaves, with our boy.As soon as he leaves, I take a cab to an unknown place with my baby in my arms.The cab leaves me on the main road then I enter a small bush as I was been indicted.When I arrive, I see these two guys smoking.I s
Vivian POV ¶¶After 30mins,We all get back in and the judge follows."After déliberation, we concluded that there won be any other sessions. The evidence is clear, no need to beat around the bush. Our conclusion goes does; All the properties shall be divided equally between both parties, that is, 50% each. Also, Mr. Richardson will give a monthly allowance of 16% of his income for their children Jamal and unborn baby's care. The children shall remain with his mother and Jamal follows a therapy. Anyway, as the mother decides. On this decree, Mr. Richardson isn't allowed to see or approach his son nor the mother for any reason, until further notice!. A written declaration shall be made for both parties to sign before the end of the day."With that, he concludes his speech and hit his desk and leave.The hall is noisy, Richardson frowns and stares at me like he wants to eat me raw.I get frighte
In the video, our faces weren't clear enough for the public to instantly recognize us, the Richardsons.But the selfy I, later on, posted made it very clear. They couldn't believe what they saw. The whole public is shocked.The next day all the media had it. A huge scandal for the billionaire Richardson. It is everywhere in the press. I didn't really have time to check the press this morning.All I check was the IG page, with massive likes and comments."Good luck with your Cour sessions. I wish you the best. Be strong, woman. Please, keep giving us updates... etc..."The comments are so many, I can't even read them all.It as if they were all waiting!. I just wish it gives strength to shattered ladies...I enter the cour with my head right up. I see Richardson seated on his own side with his lawyers, Mr. Jones.I see a few people seated in
Vivian POV ¶¶I know who posted the video!. I am not mad at him.Anyway, I am gonna use it to my advantage."Jamal, bring me your iPad!."I ask himHe quickly does so."Thank you!."I say as he gives me the phone.They just got back to his Couch. Juliana just took them from school.Normally, this phone has his IG and Facebook account only. With lots of games. I usually snap and post his pick on his Facebook page myself.He has no pick on IG yet. Anyway, I haven't posted anything on IG yet, no even his real name. Little did I know that he knew how to post things!.As I see Jamal's IG, I see he gots lots of followers. From 5 to10k, wow! what a sudden increase. Then I fall on my video. Tears rush down my cheeks. I rapidly wipe it. I don't want to border Juli and I don't