Chapter 2 The revenge of the woman

* _Episode 02_

* *** Washington (USA) *** My two completed missions I return to my normal life. I live in Washington, works and do everything. Mel steering wheel, leads us to us and my guards we escort them. All cars put on the side in the passage of my procession. I take my my pouch my ring and throw it then take my tablet to check my mails. - Do you have Brad news? - Yes my aunt. He made me the report on the evolution of his mission by message this morning. - And? - All rolls for now. "Okay you will make him a turn tomorrow for his needs. - That's understood. We arrived. The car derain in the face of the immense home which serves me with home and I return to your tightly after lighting good night to Mel and my guards to whom I give permission to go home. I left at the door of the V Gate to return Vicky. All lights are off. My heels in hands, I head in my office and then opens my safe in which one is another little secret box that contains' the blacklist ''. It is a list on which the names of my enemies are and said victims. These same people who have been blinder my life. I take it and barrels the edges of Edgard MBOCK and Alain Kondza. Still two less. Before you put the list in his place, I look at the last two names that are shown: m and Ms. Beynaud. I touch the scar on my chest and think of what I reserve them to these two. For now I'm focused on others because when I start with them I will not stop until they see them dead and buried. God alone knows the degree of hatred I have against them. I then climbed in my room where everything gently I will take a shower to remove the feeling of death on me. When the first water jet flows on my body I sigh with a comfort. I close my eyes and benefits from this feeling of well-being. I do not stand to be in the presence of these people so much they are repugn me. If I could kill them by telepathy I will do it but at the same time I like seeing them so weak in me that was weak in front of them 20 years ago. As the wheel say it is said. I go out of the shower cab, you`s the body, is passing my night cream and bleach my nuisette before returning to put me in bed. As I missed my doubled bed. Blessed is the one who made this mattress. I like home back after long days of work or account regulations. I have a life outside of revenge. Yes life was less thickened with me on this blow. I am grateful for him. She certainly certainly told me the people I loved most in the world but she gave me others. Having felt my presence he turns to meet me. - Good arrival my prunnelle. Whispers there. I kissed him as soon as they missed her lips. - Thank you. Sorry to wake you up. - I did not really sleep. It has been? You could sign the agreement? - Yes. Everything took place exactly as I hoped. He said to him, caressing his face. - I always told him you're the best. - It's been your wife who makes me better. I kissed him again and he slips his hand under my nuiset. - You hungry? You want me to get warm your dish? - No thank you. I am hungry from you. I missed you so much my treasure. - You too. I answers me kissing themselves. Our kiss is done more intense. He goes on me and starts to dirty my body of soft kiss. He knows that when I'm tired I like when he takes care of me without pressing. I close my eyes and enjoy the cassaus of my man. We therefore pass the 30 minutes following to love slowly, passionately and lovely. Even when I'm tired in the extreme, just I'm in his arms so that my forces are renewed. Yes, my husband is the most important person of my life. It is my second reason for life, my second leitmotiv. I do not know what I will become without him. I love it so much. He appeared in my life while nothing was important for me. Men did not interest me at all, love even less. Normal since we have torn up my life while I was teenage so the joys of youth I did not really know. But Malcom, my husband taught me to love, to smile, to redo but trustworthy, but that's what makes him the most valuable to my eyes. I still remember how I made her drink when he was doing the court. I treated it all the bird names, ridiculized him to publish. I treated it like shit so far to pour it on the food on a restaurant. But despite all that he continued to insist. I remember the day I gave up the idea of pushing him because he was too stubborn. That day I had been doing in my usual restored after my self defense class in a military camp and barely I had I installed he took place in front of me without I had allowed him. - Good blood What do you still want? He had asked him with anger. - Do more knowledge with you and I will not give up as long as you will not have given me this chance. - No, but that's what this way of harassing people! I do not want your friendship. Good blood What is difficult to understand in that? There is plenty of young girl out that dies to have you ... - And I'm that I want. Listen I do not even know myself why I'm so much attracted by you but ... I had not left him that I had come from the restaurant but he followed me and catch the arm. Automatically by reflexe I turned around and afflicted him a slap that has flourished the passers. - I'm sorry if I hit you. He had apologized. But I want to help you. I have several truth to stay away from you but whenever I see you I lose the control of myself. I do not know what you have gone, I do not know what you lived but your eyes clears so much sadness and your gestures as well as your aggressive remarks hides something really dark in your life. I have me again seen from far and every time you had the attached mine. I can not explain why you get me as much, maybe be love or just sympathy but let me learn how to smile again, let me help you disappear this deep sadness that lives in your soul. Let me learn you to relive even if it's just as friend. Accept my friendship. I do not know what had pushed him to tell me all that day, but it created something inexplicable in me. I had only 25 years old and 26. Two years after we married and he was my first man ... Finally my first true man. I wake up and notes that Malcom is no longer in the bed. He must surely be at the kitchen preparing breakfast. He likes to cook the whole time. He makes me even more than I do not. I will brush my teeth and come down the joint by putting my bathrobe over my nuisette. I find it in the kitchen making pancakes. It makes me back but I can not help but find her sexy from the top of his 38 years. I'm going on and flood it behind. - Hello my love. I tell him by asking him a kiss in the back. - Sleep well? - Yes. I leave it and go before him to kiss her before sitting on the pawilans. I tender my hand to the pancakes and take one. - What you are planning for the day? - Nothing special. I will go shopping and I will come and take care of yourself as it should. -Tu want me to come with you? - Are not you tired? - No it goes. I want to spend all day with you no matter what place. - Ok that's it. He said he washing his hands. Go to table. We go to the dining room and rather than sitting on one of the seats I take place on the legs of my man and I poke in his plate. I like these moments with my man. - Punnelle I thought about a thing? - What? I ask him by blowing on my coffee. - I would like for the holidays to us in Côte d'Ivoire. I stop drinking my coffee and tries to see the most natural possible. - Ah good? Why? - It's more than 10 years that I put a distance between my family and me and I think it's the time to get closer to new ones. In spite of everything happened that they remain my parents. Also my sister is missing. I do not want to stay here and learn one day that one is dead. I would like it. I pose my cup, troubles the mouth and stood in californo on him. - Again, if it's really what you want I'm you. - I want to spend six months as you will have time to learn how to know you. - OK not worry my love. I think elsewhere it's the moment to put everything in order. Yes and also the moment to set my accounts. It was in Côte d'Ivoire that almost all other people can be found on my blacklist. His parents I just saw them in photo and what I noticed Malcom is like no one of them. Some trails of the likeness but not as much as it. He told me that he would look like his grandfather. He and his parents played because they wanted to impose him a good family woman just by interest. But good brief this is not my reason for. I must start to organize them to solve their accounts to my enemies before we reveal. This is an opportunity I do not have to miss. I need to contact Brad to finish with his mission in Gabon to join me. We will have a lot to do in Côte d'Ivoire. As like to say my Ivorian brothers "missed occasion is sin." I will grasp this opportunity to finish with them all. * * Malcom pushes the carriage while we go through the rays and I add the things we need. Food, tools for home and others. I ask what we went to the baby ray to buy the necessary for one of my employees who just gave birth and we fall on a small I would say 3 or 4 years old who crying warm tears by denying a huge torch than apprenticeship his mother does not have the means to buy. The mother tries to get out of the radius but nothing to do it the little cry still. Malcom loose the trolley and will take the little one in his arms. Once he managed to calm it he asks him what she wants and she refers to the treadshore. He raises him to the height of the object and told him to take it. - Oh no sir, I was kindly not disturb you. She just does a cap. Said the mother embarrassed in Malcom. - No, nothing is. It's nice to do it. He does not let the mother put another one he takes several toys and put them in the mother's cart, which is only some three household products. I'm watching Malcom chatting with the little and I say that wonderful father he would do if I was not what I am. He presents our bill as well as that of the young woman and his daughter who stops blessing and then we go. During the whole trip I stay silent and malcom knowing why you gets my hand. I want to give him a child but my past prevents me. After having rowed I'm punishing in our room and put me to think of what our life would be if one had one or children. Will I have continued my vengeance plan? A child, it would take me more time and I could not focus on it as I miss my missions but to prevent he happens to me. I also want to be mother. I prefer to stop thinking about it to not flanch. In all ways I will be a bad mother. I kill people and no child should have a blood music like me. My mother in me was a wonder. She was the incarnated perfection and had just filled her all his love. I was the life center as well as dad but I the center of my life is the revenge so maternity it is not for me. I will rule out the life of any child. But ... Malcom wants a child. He does not speak to me, do not do anything, but I know it's his desire. Life really chose people who she gives everything and others to whom it deprives everything. What a garce! - I love you, nevertheless. I come back to me when I hear the malcom voice in my back and sense his kiss on my neck. I did not even hear it back. He strongly smelled around me and I lay on his chest. I love my husband much more than I would have wanted and I wonder every time he would react if he knew everything. If he knew that she kind of wife was I and what I really do during my supposed business trips. If he knew that the woman he loves both of blood on his hands.