Chapter 89: Kane has a deep dark secret now
"Sorry, I am being rude. Please have a seat, it's your house anyway" Naya pointed at the bed and Kane sat down.
She took the time to look around the place.
So many memories in this godforsaken room. Some were permanently embedded in her body. Some she remembered as if it was yesterday.
Naya remembered the wriggling and the pleading to slow down that he was hurting her, she remembered the blood too…from traumatized vessels the doctors called it. They said it like she didn't live through the invasion of her body...like her vessels were the only victim.
"What do you want, Naya?" Kane asked as he sat down.
"Me? I wanted to stay back in Malawi and raise my daughter in peace but thanks to you, I can't do that. So, I guess I have to settle for making your life as miserable as possible, Kane. Take off your pants" Naya ordered him.
Kane was puzzled. Then he was amused, he looked at Naya like she was his favorite person in the whole wide world.
"Do you think if you sleep with me while you have a gun pointed at me that I will cry…like you normally do?" Kane took off his pants and stood in front of her with his arm akimbo like he was daring her to do her worst.
"Are you going to stroke me with your hand now, darling? Personally I prefer it if you do it with your mouth slut!" He taunted her.
"You would, wouldn't you?" Naya watched him from the head to his toes. "I always loved your junk…before you started forcing me to take it"
"It was for your own good. You didn't know what you wanted, Chloe. You needed my guidance" Kane answered her like it was the most sincere thing he had ever said in his life.
Naya shrugged "I was an idiot, Kane…a hormonal teenager but I am older now"
Naya's voice was low, seductive and it turned Kane on even more.
"Do you want to smack my face? I know how much you loved doing that" Naya said with a straight face.
Kane had a crooked eyebrow. He didn't know this game that she was playing.
"Really? Why would you let me do that?" Kane asked Naya.
"If you don't want to then don't…" she didn't finish her sentence when Kane came closer to her and slapped her across the face.
"Is that the best you can do?" Naya yelled at him.
"No, bitch!" Kane smacked her again.
"That's more like it" Naya said and spat out blood.
"Will that do it?" Naya asked.
"Do what?" Kane sounded confused.
"Oh, I am not talking to you. Smile, you are on camera, you piece of trash!" Naya said and pointed to something on the table.
Kane turned around and looked at the table, his face flared up with furry.
"Bitch!" He wanted to hit Naya again.
"Nah! Nah! Nah! Do it if you want a hole in your abdomen" Naya warned him and waved the gun around.
"If you shoot me, it will wake the entire neighborhood, Chloe!" Kane reminded her.
Naya shook her head like he made a lot of sense.
"What was I thinking?! I mean, why would I point a very loud weapon at you without backup, I can be a dummy sometimes.... or maybe I am smart and I ransacked your house until I stumble on the silencer you hid behind your desk in the living room" Naya pointed a different gun at him.
"Please sit down," She said in a calm voice.
"What do you want to do with the video you took?" Kane asked her. He was humbled now.
"At the moment, nothing but if I ever get arrested for let's say drug possession, I can cry abuse from you and walk. So, maybe think twice before framing me again" Naya answered.
"Smart…"
"Thank you"
"What now, Chloe?" Kane asked her.
Naya stood up from the chair she was sitting on. She picked up the cuffs on the table and threw it at Kane.
"Cuff yourself to the bed, genius!"
Kane obeyed. He also watched as she took out a red lipstick and rubbed it on her lips.
"I am going to point this gun at your groin. Don't panic and try to grab it or I will shoot"
Naya pointed the gun at his groin and she went ahead to leave lipstick marks all over his body.
"This way when the cops arrive, they will think it's a hooker thing gone wrong. You will be humiliated but at least, you will be freed too"
Naya stood up from the bed. She took off her red pants and she shoved it into Kane's mouth.
"You will stay away from my daughter. You will let her grow up with the loving family she's with or I will destroy you Kane. If you don't pay attention to me, I will ruin your reputation and take your job away from you, I promise….if you want to play a game, do it with me but Kara is off limits"
Naya took out her phone and took a couple of pictures with it.
"Goodbye, Kane"
"Chloe! Chloe! Don't leave me like this! Chloe, I am begging you"
Naya dialed 911 with Kane's phone and left it on the table.
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Kara sat down for lunch with her friend Lucy in the cafeteria. She tried to ignore the stares she gets because of her connection to the Donnas.
She quietly munched on the fries in front of her, it wasn't healthy but she got Mckenna to pack it for her.
"So, are you going to inherit from your new grandpa?" Lucy asked her best friend.
Ever since she started being friends with Kara, Jane the bully has stopped tormenting her. Now she can sit with the richest kid in school, who just got richer a few days ago and have lunch without worrying that someone would pull her hair.
"Answer me, are you?" Lucy was curious.
"Mom says probably not…I say never say never…" Kara's voice trailed off when she saw the boy standing by the door.
She was immediately besotted. His dark hair that looked longer than most boys in school, his beautiful face that currently housed a pair of dimples. He was the cutest boy she had ever seen.
"What?" Lucy asked her when she saw the change in her demeanor.
"Who is he?" Kara asked her.
Lucy turned around and saw the boy. She let out air from her mouth.
"Oh God! What's he doing here?" Lucy said and tried to hide.
"Do you know him?" Kara asked her.
"Yeah, unfortunately…his name is Liam and he…" Lucy was interrupted when Liam saw her.
"Hey, Luce!" He came closer to them and sat down without asking.
Kara looked at him. He was even better looking now.
"You know I promised my aunt that I will make sure you take it. Come on, I don't have all day" Liam told her.
Lucy opened her backpack and took out a pill and swallowed it. "There! I did it! Happy?"
"Sure…whatever. Who is your friend?" Liam asked Lucy.
"Hi, I am Kara" Kara said awkwardly.
"The rich girl!" Liam said like she was the most popular girl in the school.
"Excuse my rude cousin, Kara…. Liam is new to Nigeria and he will be staying with us for a while. He is also a year ahead of us, meaning he is in the wrong cafferia. Liam, please you can go" Lucy told him.
"But he can stay if he wants to….do you want some fries?" Kara offered some to him.
Lucy watched her best friend. Since when does Kara Yagazie share her food with anyone? It was unnatural and oddly, weird.
"Thanks" Liam took some fries and started munching.
Lucy relaxed. There was no reason to throw a fit when he had already made himself at home.
Her attention was drawn to the other side of the cafferia where a younger girl was being forced to eat peas.
"Kara, they are bullying the new girl again" Lucy reminded her best friend.
"Okay" Kara turned her attention to Liam "Where exactly are you from, Liam?"
"London but mum's Nigerian and they are getting a divorce" he said like it was no big deal.
"I am sorry" Kara murmured, feeling bad for him.
"Don't be…you wouldn't know how that feels anyway…being rich and all" Liam said rudely.
"Shut up, Liam" Lucy yelled at him.
"Why? It's true. She's rich" Liam said like it was the biggest truth of the century.
"Shut…up"
"It's okay, Lucy" Kara looked at him. "I wasn't always been rich. I am adopted. I grew up in an orphanage before coming here last year and…my biological father kidnapped me two months ago"
Liam stared at her with wide eyes and then he smiled.
"Okay, you win. Thank God that you are not boring" Liam said like he was impressed.
"Kara, do something…the new girl is crying already" Lucy told her again.
"My name is Kara but I am not Supergirl" Kara said before she turned around to see Jane taunting the new girl. "But I hate Jane the bully"
Kara stood up and walked over to Jane's table.. Without warning, she buried Jane's face in her pasta plate.