So I changed the name of the story because I felt that this story hd developed more towards this new chosen title. As always this chapter is also not edited, but I will edit...SOON. I PROMISE.
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"Someday, somebody will come into your life and make you believe that you deserve a better and more beautiful life." -Unknown
Sighing blissfully, Zachary stood stock-still under the spray of the hot shower. Like a fountain spray, the water moved down his body. The cleansing water moved all the way from his black-brown head to his big, size 10 feet.
He had spent the last five hours tossing and turning in his suddenly-too-big bed. Thoughts of Kassandrah had kept him so alert and open-eyed to the extent that he had not been able to think about anything else but her. His conscious brain had reviewed and previewed all he knew about his recently acquired wife.
What was it that had attracted him to her? Why was it that he found himself so drown to her that his own body turned treacherous in such a way that his libido threw all caution to the wind?
Exhaling noisily, he grabbed the body wash and briskly washed his toned muscles without paying much attention to the robotic movements that his hands were performing. His mind was otherwise, very much, occupied with thoughts of his lush, nymphomaniac wife.
During the time when he was tossing and turning, he had swiftly sent a short but straight to the point email, informing his personal assistant that he expected her to get a full background check and a person report on his wife: Kassandrah Hendriks. A confirmation had quickly notified him that his personal assistance was on to it. He had been pleased, as it was clear that his proficient and professional assistant was always on point. His brain hoped that he would find some type of petrifying skeleton from her closet, he certainly hoped that he this would probably put him off his wife for good. Who knows maybe the background check would highlight her experience as a highly qualified gold-digger. What thoroughly unnerved him was the fact that he did not even have the faintest bit of an idea as to what her occupation entailed. In fact, having absolutely zilch knowledge about the woman that his libido went heaven, if not skyward, for killed him and this turned his sour attitude into a very haze grey grumpy colour.
Tying a fluffy towel around his waist, he walked into his bedroom. His eyes automatically landed on his already-powered laptop, he had so much work to do, and a number of documents and proposals that he had to go through. His eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed the lustrous notification alert on the top right corner of his laptop. Slowly like a predator, he sauntered forward and carefully considered the contents of the notification.
A short and straight-to-the-point message decorated his screen.
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Quick background check done and concluded on Kassandrah Genevive Hendriks.
(Now documented as Kassandrah Genevive Mendevil.)
Name: Kassandrah Genevive
Maiden name: Hendriks
Surname: Mendevil
Date of birth: 1990 March 12
Age: 25 Years Old.
Current Occupation: Florist and Freelance Photographer.
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