Femme Fatale.

12

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Only hours ago Carla had told Nahar that she might not give him his heart's desperate desires, begging him to be patient with her because she had sworn to keep her purity, till her wedding night, to the Virgin Mary herself.

She has to stick and stand by the holy promise, which a fellow must do, after all, and assuring him that when their proper time comes, she'll be in his arms, a virgin unblemished and ready to start their loving relationship.

Then she had sent his "pageboy" with quite a different message that she will be kind and not cruel to him. On receiving the message Nahar has been overjoyed with anticipation to see Carla, to hold and to kiss her to the passion and eagerness of their vigorous love play.

As she walks into the hall, Nahar can't help but desire her for only Carla has that deliciously selfconscious way of walking. She moves as if very man in the world is watching her. She walks as if she is irresistible.

And such is the power of her conviction that every man does look at her and does find her irresistible.

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Songs for the chapter:
i. Celebrate me - Patoranking
ii. Reaper - Sia
iii. Rock - Olamide

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Rhoda rounds on me. "He could be disinherited now if he insists on marrying you, a nobody in their eyes. He might have to wait till he's old enough to decide on his own. Do you think you can hold him for a year? For four?" Rhoda asks and laughs aloud at seeing the confidence drain from my face.

"By the time he gets free to wed on his own accord, if  he ever gets free to wed, he won't be hot for you any more anyway. You'll be on the wane, Carla. You'll be half forgotten. A woman who has had her best years, has reached her mid twenties and still unmarried."

I thump down in the bed and slap the pillow. "Don't you ill wish me," I say crossly. "My God, sometimes you sound like a witch. Anything can happen for me. I am only thirteen. Even if it takes him six years to get his freedom, I'll only be nineteen then. Still a desirable fertile woman. Anything can happen for me, I can make anything happen for me. It is you who will be on the wane because you're too lazy to make your own destiny. But I wake everyday with an utter determination to have my own way. Anything can happen for me."

"I see," Rhoda says with a raised dark brow.

"Bye, old witch. And don't come to my room tonight. I will have a man to hold, to snuggle in his warm embrace and fall asleep in the dreamy state of desires fulfilled," I say cheerfully, walk out of the room and slam the door behind me with a sound like a pistol shot.

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The guests have already breakfasted and they have been moved into the great hall for entertainment and lunch.

I hurry into the hall. Mother sits at the head of the table, by Father's side, but her eyes are on me. She looks at me a little sharply as if she might reprimand me, but then she glances sideways and catches sight of my boyfriend's face and smiles a knowing smile.