Chapter 58

***Levi.***

Early the next morning, a Monday, I came out of the gym and strolled into the kitchen.

His housekeeper handed me two cups of coffee and a large, American Express Mail, which I tucked in the crook of my arm. I strolled upstairs, a smile splitting my face, as I anticipated seeing my beautiful wife.

Entering the room, I shut the door softly, half expecting Kenya to be out of bed. But to my delight, she was still in bed, her body swallowed by the wave of sheets.

Dropping the coffee cups and the envelope on the nightstand beside the bed, I leaned in and placed a kiss in her hair. She stirred, her body lazily turning to her back, her bare breasts jumping into sight. Desire quaking inside me again, even after I had been utterly drained by our passionate night.

Unable to help myself, I lay on the bed and sucked one nipple. Kenya moaned, her body instantly responding to me. She giggled, as she saw I nuzzled her breasts some more.

"Good morning, beautiful." I smiled boyishly, as she sat upright, a shy grin spitting her face.

"Good morning." She leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back and turned around to reach for a cup of coffee for her. She took it and smiled, appreciatively, her naked breasts, covered by one of the sheets. I equally took the other cup and sipped, generously. Leaning my head against the headboard, silently watching her.

"I enjoyed last night." I intoned. My words made Kenya pause. I smiled, amusedly.

"The project at the dance school is almost completed. It just needs some little time. Am sorry that it has taken this long." My words dragged her eyes to mine.

"But I promise you that the wages of all your colleagues are still in order." I watched her, waiting for her response.

Kenya only nodded her head. I reached a hand and caressed hers, the contact, surprising her. *Though ours wasn't a conventional marriage, but I could get used to this. Not fighting*, I thought.

Averting her eyes, demurely, Kenya caught sight of the large, brown envelope, which lay on the nightstand.

"What is that?" She asked, returning my attention to the envelope in question.

"Oh, I don't know." I turned, picking the envelope. "It says from a Katie Williams, Attorney of law."

I shrugged, ripping the envelope at the same time. Silently, I brought out the papers, documents. Examining them, my earlier desire and playfulness, instantly turned into horror.

Lifting my gaze to Kenya in disbelief, I muttered. "What is this. Kenya?"

***Kenya.***

My gaze remained on my coffee. My silence infuriating Levi.

"Kenya!" He growled tightly, "I asked you a question. What the fuck is this?" I could sense his irritation, his rage and *hurt?*

I remained silent, my hands trembling in spite of my calmness. My eyes couldn't face him; they were fixed on the cup of coffee. But I knew I couldn't remain silent.

Rising from the bed, like the bed suddenly singed him, Levi shook the papers in his hand. "Kenya, I have here some Katie Williams stating that she is your attorney and that you have purchased, *J'aime*, as in Claudine's school. And that from now on, every damned liability is your responsibility?" He raised a questioning brow, his eyes ferocious.

Inhaling a steady breath, I roused out of the bed. The sheets fell to the floor, but I ignored them, walking around the bed in the direction of the bathroom.

"Kenya!" Levi's voice halted me in my tracks.

Turning around to face his angry stare, I spoke, shakily.

"That isn't the only set of documents you should be expecting. Am sure the ones pertaining to my being partners with Dave, Alan and Amanda, would be reaching you soon."

Levi frowned, his eyes staring at me in horror. "You can't do that! AmandaDave, AlanThey all have dirt in their handsAnd if the authorities get to know this about them and you are equally involved, it could land you jail term!" Levi tightly declared, tossing the papers to the bed and coming to hold my shoulders. I defiantly held his gaze, my eyes steady.

There was a crack in me. My heart tearing at his words, even though I had guessed that possibility. But this was a risk I was willing to take, to take control of my life again from this man. This man, who had manipulated me, owned me.

Now I wanted life on my own terms. Wearing a tight grin, I spoke.

"Then I guess you would have to make certain that the authorities never find out."

Levi's eyes softened at those words.

"As long as I have my life back. As long as you feel as hurt as you made me feel, the day you stole my life from me, then it is all worth it." I spat.

Levi's expression shifted to a bitter look.

"So this is about pay back."

"YesAnd about me having a life for myself." I sneered. I shrugged his hands off my shoulders, my nude hips swaying, as I turned away from him, heading to the bathroom.

"So last night was nothing but a fucking Trojan Horse? The calm before the storm?" Levi accused. His voice came out low, but bitter. An undercurrent of anguish and betrayal, mixed in those words.

I halted, the words resonating inside me. The pain exuded from them, a thorn, biting into me. A damned arrow, piercing through my heart. For a second, I stood there, questioning the justification behind my recent actions; behind last night. My heart shredding into tiny pieces as the enormity of his accusation sank in.

Rather than responding, I picked my pace, strolling into the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me.

Once I entered the bathroom, I sank onto the cold marble floor. Folding myself in, I allowed sobs wrack my entire body. Pain seeping into me, like cold on a winter morning.