Chapter 41. What's our best move?
"Let me get this straight, the woman who came here illegally with her daughter and is now legal because of you, the same woman that you've helped in every possible way for more than 15 years planned to kidnap me, your son?" He asked with a bewildered look on his face, he was in genuine shock, in fact we all were.
"Yup" his father responded "that pretty much sums it up"
"Dad, you're the lawyer here, What's our best move?" Alando ask.
"I'd have to speak with the officer, but until then, I say we stay put" King Snr replied.
The investigating officer came and took our statements, asking us the same questions over and over. The house was filled with police officers and Camilla's body was still on the ground, I glanced over to where she laid and instantly felt nauseous, I knew I had to get out of here or the contents of my stomach would be plastered all over the living room. I jumped up from the couch startling the officers and ran up the stairs into the first room I saw. After vomiting, I washed my face, the water from the tap felt so cool against my skin, I looked in the mirror and realized that I was in unfamiliar territory, this was not Alando's bathroom. I looked around and noticed the different body washes, lotions and soaps. This was his parents bathroom. The different scents all came together and created a lovely aroma that calmed me and settled my stomach. I could stay in here forever and not leave. On the floor was a beautiful, white rug that looked so inviting I couldn't resist. The rug was so comfortable, I quickly fell asleep.
The knife was at my throat again, there was blood everywhere, someone held me from behind and I screamed for Alando but there was no answer, he was lying on the floor in a pool of blood and I screamed some more. Suddenly this mexican looking man with a nasty scar on his face came out of nowhere and pointed a gun at me...
BANG! and I awoke from my sleep.
"Bad dream?" The voice asked
I looked around and realized I was no longer in his parent's bathroom, I was in an equally unfamiliar bed and the voice belonged to his mother.
"Yeah it was a horrible dream actually" I told her.
"What was it about?" She asked.
"I don't wanna talk about it" I sighed.
"It's okay honey, I understand" she replied.
"Are the officers gone?"
"Yes they are, they left about thirty minutes ago" she replied.
"Is everyone okay?"
"Yes, my family is okay, Thank God"
"Dont worry about her Dear, just focus on feeling better".
She was sitting infront of her mirror mixing something in a jar, the scent mesmerized me.
"Wow what is that?"
"You like it?"
"I love it, it's so nice, what is it?" I asked
"Its a new fragrance I'm developing" she answered
"What's it called?"
"I don't know yet, I was waiting to discuss it with you first before we gave it a name" she said.
"Because it's dedicated to you, it's yours"
"What did you say?" I asked in disbelief.
"You heard me correctly, it's yours, what are your favorite scents" she asked.
"I like cherry blossom but lavender is my absolute favorite...."
"Hmmmmm, interesting " she replied as she continued mixing.
"But recently I've fallen in love with your family's chocolate /cinnamon and honey fragrance"
"You have?" She asked in surprise
"Yeah, I can smell you from a mile away and it calms my stomach and somehow eases my nausea." I told her.
"How nice, chocolate does wonders for your skin, keeping it soft and radiant, the fragrance is just a bonus" she told me
"So what will you make for me?" I asked with curiosity
"Hmmm, I'm thinking chocolate and lavender, it will be a natural blend of organic raw Nigerian Shea Butter, Coconut Oil, chocolate, chamomile and lavender scented, whipped to exquisiteness. It will also be sulfate and paraben free"
"Sounds magical" I replied.
I watched her intently as she worked and spoke about the stuff with such knowledge and dedication, she clearly was in love with her work. She reminded me of her son and how he too was in love with being a doctor, I remembered him saying it was the only thing he ever wanted to do.
I layed in the Alaskan King sized bed and admired the room. It was cleverly decorated in yellow and grey, that made everything light and bright. The freshly cut flowers in the vases on either side of the bed added extra beauty to the room. The walls were filled with pictures of the family on various occasions. Weddings, graduations, birthdays parties family portraits and random shots. Then my eyes caught a specific picture of Alando and Camilla, I squinted my eyes to focus, it was their wedding photo. They both looked so young and beautiful but something was missing, they didnt have the happy and in love glow. Both looked distracted, their smiles weren't genuine.
I didnt want to start overthinking so I tried to relax but everytime I closed my eyes there were images of Camilla laying dead on the floor so there would be no sleeping for me right now.
"What's the story of Alando and Camilla?" I asked her trying to occupy my mind.
She looked at me, her eyes were filled with curiosity.
"My dear I'm afraid that's not my story to tell"
"You're right, Alando has to be the one to tell me" I admitted. "Did she live in this house at any point?".
Mrs King didnt answer.
"I'm sorry about all these questions, my curiosity always get the best of me from time to time" I told her.
"Its okay I understand and yes she used to live here"
There was a knock on the door,
"Come in" Mrs King responded
"Hello Mother" Alando said and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.
"Have you come to get me?" I asked
"Yes ma'am, you need to eat" he replied.
The mention of food made my stomach grumble.
"Okay let's go because I'm starving"
On my way out of the house I glanced in the direction of the kitchen and I shuddered with fear, I would never look at or feel the same way about this kitchen or house again and I knew with everything in me that I did not want to live here.
We went outside and I anticipated him driving the Audi but to my surprise the light on the Mercedes Benz lit up.
"Why are we driving your parents car?" I asked as I went in and sat on the leather seats.
He looked at me confused
"My parents car.... who told you that?".
"Nobody, I just assumed, wait.... it's your car?"
"Yes ma'am, all these cars you see here are mine, oh and the bikes too"
"Oh so where are your parents vehicles"
"My parents use whichever car they want to, but their personal cars are in the garage, I'll have to give you a tour of the house soon"
"So do you drive their cars?" I asked
"Hell no, my parents and I are not the same, they have simple taste in vehicles, imagine me driving around in my dad's Lexus ES"
"What's wrong with A Lexus ES?, it has won 'Best Luxury Midsize Car' for the Money for the second year in a row, and the Best Luxury 2-Row SUV for the Money for the ninth time"
"Whatever Nicky, I ain't driving no Lexus, man you don't get girls in that" he said and watched me at the corner of his eyes.
"Too bad for you, I bet If I drove it all the men would follow me home"
"Yeah they would and I would shoot every single one of them" he replied.
And just like that memories of what happened earlier floated through my mind and I started panicking.
"Breathe, baby just breathe, it'll be okay" he said as he rubbed my back.
"I can't do this Alando, I can't stay in this house, too many memories, I can't deal with this, I can't" and the panic attack came on so strong I thought I was having a heart attack.
He turned the ac on and started rubbing my shoulders while speaking to me as calmly as he could.
"Baby, It'll be okay I'll do whatever is necessary to fix it, just calm down, you know I got your back, literally" he said with
He reclined the seat and slid over to the passenger side where I was. He worked his way until I was on top of him and I rested my head on his chest and inhaled his scent. In no time I had started to relax and before I knew it were we kissing and going crazy in the car. I quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants freeing his manhood. He slid up my dress and drew my panties to the side, i knew he was anxious as I could feel his dick throbbing against my belly as I straddled him.
I slowly went down on his shaft and I heard him let out a soft moan.
"Oh God, I fucking miss you" he whispered.
"I've never fucked in a car before" I whispered back still unsure what made me tell him that.
His eyes lit up.
"Oh yeah?, then I have to make it an experience you'll never forget" he whispered again.
He began using his hand to guide me up and down his shaft and I moaned his name through gritted teeth. He stiffened for a moment and I felt a bit disappointed as I thought he had reached his climax. Then suddenly he placed his hands on under my legs putting me mid air and started pounding my vagina mercilessly.
Then a feeling that I haven't felt for far too long began to build and I could feel my body trembling.
"Alando you gotta stop, its gonna happen" I screamed but he pounded me harder tearing down my defenses making me squirt right there on his dick
And in his car!!