His Encounter With A Widow

His encounter with a Widow episode 6 – 7

🥀His encounter with a Widow🥀
•(love,lies and suspense)•

🌊Episode Six🌊

|•Zayn•|

#in_the_evening

I stepped into the living room with my jacket on my shoulder.

F**k
I feel so tired.

I glanced up and saw lady in black descending the stairs.

She halted her steps immediately she sighted me and I rolled my eyes.

I tossed my jacket on a couch and tucked my hands in,side my trouser pocket-without looking away from her face.

“You can’t possibly stand there forever, right?” I told her.

She swallowed and turned to leave.

“And where do you think you are going?” I asked and she turned to me immediately.

“To the room” she replied slowly and I scoffed.

I climbed the stairs and got to where she was standing with my hands still in my pocket;staring straight into her innocent eyes and she quickly lower her gaze.

“If you’re really going to stay with me, then you should get rid of this black dress of yours” I said sternly and she looked up at me with w¡dened eyes.

“But..but.. I’m a widow” she stuttered and I huff.

“Then why did you leave your house?” I asked nonchalantly and she brought her face down sadly.

“It’s not..”

“Get rid of it or you leave my house” I cut in rudely and without any further talk, I ascend the stairs.

———

💞Flora 💞

I stare at his back as he ascend the remaining stairs, with my l-ips apart.

This guy is worse than I had thought.

But he’s so cute; I couldn’t help but stare at his face when he had step in.

He’s tattoo looks so good on him.

‘Flora!’.. I heard my subconscious mind yelled and I rolled my eyes.

I didn’t say it aloud. I replied her.

What do I do now? I sighed.

Of course it’s what I’ve always wanted- an opportunity to leave those craziness behind and enjoy my youthful life; I’m tired of this widowhood but at the same time, I’m scared.

I stare blankly into space and drew in a long breath as my mind drifted to my mom.

I’m sure she would definitely freak out immediately she couldn’t find me in my room.

But I really need to do this; The Gabriel’s are the one controlling her and it’s certain she would give me out to Ryder too.

“I’m leaving now ma’am” A voice snapped me out of my thought and I hold onto the rails.

Oh.. I’m still on the stairs.

It’s the housekeeper.

“You don’t stay here?” I asked the woman-descending the stairs slowly.

She nodded and I furrowed my brows.

“Zayn appointed me to work here twice a week, I looked after his other houses too” The housekeeper explained.

“He has some other houses?” I asked lowly- like I just heard the wrong thing.

The woman smiled and nodded.

“Wow” I mumbled.

“Your dinner is served dear, till we meet again” the woman waved at me and turned to leave with her handbag on her shoulder.

———

°Ryder POV°

“You need to calm down,Ryder” Sage says and I hit my hand against the table.

“Don’t f**king tell me to calm down, will you? I scowled at him.

I rake a hand through my hair-breathing heavily.

I slumped myself on the swivel chair across the table in the study.

I glance down at the mess I just caused and look away almost immediately.

A maid will take care of it.

“Flora will surely be found” Sage assured and I bumped my fist on the table.

But when?” I roared and he sighed.

“Today marks the second day and I still haven’t gotten a positive response, where on earth is she?” I yelled on top of my voice.

“Who would have believe the naive Flora could leave the house? ” Sage mumbled but audible to hear.

“I will search everywhere for her I do not mind tracking her and bring her back” I said through grit teeth and Sage nodded.

“But hold on.. Ryder” Sage says and I look at him.

“Why are you getting all worked up about the wh0le thing, I mean Flora is your late brother ‘swife but one look at your face, one would think you are the husband here ” Sage says as he placed a hand on his chin.

I scoffed and look away.

I stood on my feet and tucked my hands into my trouser pocket.

“She’s getting married to me soon” I gawked at his w¡dened eyes and walked towards the door.

“Ryder” he called but I didn’t turn to look at him and I could hear his steps behind me.

“Ryder”

I bent the doorknob and stepped out.

————
Abeg, what’s up with Ryder?🙄

🖤Episode Seven🖤

~ Flora~
The_next_day

I came out of the bathroom; dripping w-t, with a white towel wrapped to my chest.

I str-de to the closet and pulled it open- I sighed and place my hand at akimbo with my eyes searching for what to wear.

I really can’t wear the mini dresses- one would think I’m trying to sed-ce someone, most especially inked guy.

I rolled my eyes when his image popped in my head.

So grumpy.

But seriously Flora, aren’t you thinking of leaving this place again? I heard my subconscious mind says and I frown.

Just shut it, will you?
Where do you want me to go? huh! I yelled inwardly.

I scanned the wh0le closet with my hand roaming everywhere.

Gosh!
His girlfriend doesn’t keep decent dresses, does she?

I came across a white flowery gown and I smiled broadly.

I brought it out and checked it out; it has glitters all over the neck area.

It’s so beautiful.

***

I brushed down my blondie hair and smiled lightly-watching myself in the mirror.

I slide my feet into the purple slippers in the room and with one last look, I stood on my feet and stepped out.

***

“Why is this house always silent?” I mumbled as I approach the kitchen.

I stepped into the neatly kitchen and frown.

Why’s no one here?

Hold on.. the housekeeper had said she only comes here after two days.

“Oh my!”
“Then who will prepare my food?” I asked no one in particular with w¡dened eyes.

‘Flora you are done for, you don’t know how to cook’ I ran a hand through my hair and looked around the wh0le kitchen.

I opened the cabinets and found some cooking ingredients- I brought them out and placed them on the counter.

“Where do I start from?” I sighed loudly.

Jeez
I’m really hungry.

“You really can’t cook?” I heard a voice behind me.
I flinched and hold onto the counter.

Oh my..
It’s Zayn- standing gloriously in the doorway.

He folded his arms and leaned back.

I lower my gaze and nodded slowly.

But when did he get here?

“Then you will stay hungry till the housekeeper comes again” He said flatly and I look up at his face.

He nodded and turned to leave.

I stood dumbstruck with my l-ips apart as I watch his back till I couldn’t see him again.

I crouched to the floor and hugged my legs to myself.

Am I really going to stay hungry till tomorrow? I thought as tears welled up in my eyes.

~~~~~~~

-Zayn-

“Reid, how many times do I have to warn you to drop this issue” I bellowed and I could hear him sighed at the other end on the phone.

“Sorry buddy, I’m only concerned.” He says and I scoffed.

“You know the kinda person William is, he won’t let it slide once he finds out you killed one of his men” he said frantically and I rake my hand through my hair.

“What’s up with you man?” I yelled.

“I don’t give a f**k about that sh*t so you should do the same” I breath out and hung up immediately.

“Reid should stop trying to get on my nerves”I mumbled as i plonked myself on a couch in my room.

I pulled out a stick of cigarette and lighted it.

Lady in black face popped up in my eyes and I shook my head.

You shouldn’t do this Zayn.. my subconscious mind advised and I rolled my eyes at him.

Stay out of this buddy.. I warned and stood on my feet.

She shouldn’t die of hunger in my house. I thought as I exhale the smoke.

***

F**k
How do I knock now?

I’ve been standing opposite her room for quite some minutes now- Iris room actually.

How I miss Iris so much?

I miss barging into her room without a knock and she would scold before sending me out of her room.

The door creaked open and before I could turn back, she had come out of the room.

The f**k!
Where’s she going?

“Do you need anything?” She asked calmly and I look down at her.

Her eyes looks swollen like she has been crying.

Huh
She’s not wearing her black dress but a white dress instead.

Hold on.. I can remember it’s one of Iris favorite dress.

Why would she wear it?

“Why would you wear this without a proper request?” I fumed and she cringe.

“Uhm..I..”

“Don’t ever wear any of those dresses again” I warned sternly and turned my back.

F**k!
I ran a hand through my hair and climbed down the stairs.

*
*
✓Violet✓

I grabbed my clutch from the passenger seat and stepped out of my car.

I just hope he’s home.

I counted my steps towards the building with my sunshade on my face.

I stepped into the living room and it still looks the same as it was few months ago.

“Zayn!” I called and my voice ehcoes loudly in the wh0le room.

Oh God..
Don’t tell me he’s not home.

“Zayn” I called again but no response.

I should go check his room.. I thought as I ascend the stairs carefully.

I was walking down the hallway when I sighted a figure approaching me.

I stopped walking to study the figure.

A lady?

She’s dressed in a casual white flowery gown and with her blondie hair brushed down her shoulder.

She halted her steps immediately she noticed my presence too.

Good.

I placed my hands at akimbo as we both stare at each other.

“Who are you?” I asked her bluntly.

————
Abeg who be this one?🙄
Please someone should help me give Flora food o😂

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