Chapter 2 A love Once golden

Henry James grew up in an orphanage home. He knew nothing about his family or if he even had one at all.

After leaving the orphanage home, he started working as a house keeper in Golden Star Hotel, one of the biggest hotels in Hawaii. This was where he met Isabella.

He was assigned to clean the room she was lodged in and on that fateful day, Isabella had found a stain on the bed spread. When he came to change the bed spread, Isabella was stunned by his handsomeness and gentle manner.

A handsome 6 feet 2 inches tall man with jet black hair. She watched how sweat trickled down his near perfect skin and the unruffled smile plastered on his face when he apologized for the stain. She was lost in the ocean of his beautiful brown eyes that held so much hospitality.

She began to imagine herself in his strong and capable hands, smuggled in his embrace, breathing in his sweet scents. She became a regular at the hotel and made sure he was assigned to her suite.

One day while he was cleaning, she locked the door and undressed before him. She was a bold lover and Henry was a man so it didn't take long before they were both entangled on the hotel bed, moaning and thrusting.

That was the Genesis of their love and although, Henry didn't want to marry her because of the difference in their class and social status, Isabella assured and reassured him. Class was nothing where love is concerned because love covereth everything so he believed her.

Jimmy, Henry's only friend was worried for him.

"Dude, are you sure you want to marry this babe?" He asked each time they met and Henry would lounged into episodes upon episodes of Isabella's assurance that they would be fine.

Jimmy was happy for him and equally worried about him when two years into the marriage things changed.

"Are you sure you won't get a divorce?" Jimmy told him one day.

"A divorce?" Henry asked. The thought had never crossed his mind.

"Yes. I mean both of you don't want this marriage so is it not better to go your separate ways?"

"Bro, it's not like I don't want this marriage. I love Isabella but..."

"... But she doesn't love you." Jimmy interrupted him.

Henry figured out Jimmy was right and he had to take his advice after all, he would have been a happier person if he had followed his advice and not married Isabella in the first place. Later that week, he told Isabella about it.

"I need to talk to you" He told her that morning. Isabella was on her way out.

"I'm busy if you're not. What can you possibly have to say?"

"It's important for us" He said weakly

"It will have to wait until later" She said and walked out.

Later that day, when she mentioned the divorce to her, she slapped him. He was so shocked that he staggered even though the slap her feeble hand landed on his cheek did not sting.

"You slapped me?"

"Yes, I did and I might as well give you a second slap" She said.

He got angry and further first time, felt the urge to beat her up but he did not. He sat on the bed and spoke calmly.

"Isabella this marriage is going nowhere so we have to split up. We are not compatible." He told her

"Well, as much as I hate to be your wife I can't divorce you"

"Why?!" He didn't know when when the scream came out.

"Are you actually dumb or you're just pretending to be dumb? Really?"

"Isabella, do you derive joy in putting me down? As far as I can remember I'm older than you" Henry replied, he was annoyed and determined to let her know how he felt. Isabella let out a loud mocking laugh.

"Older than me? I see you're actually dumb. You see, there's nothing like age without wealth okay? If you're poor and good for nothing, you bow to people you can birth."

Henry shook his head.

"That's doesn't even matter. I don't want this marriage anymore" He said with a note of finality

"Who told you you can decide that? For your kind information, there's nothing like divorce. Ohhh, you want to divorce me so that my company can suffer the blow, right?"

"So your company is more important than us? We are not even a proper couple. No kids, no sex, no affection, no.."

"That's your business Henry. This conversation is over"

With that, Isabella went into the bathroom. Henry was once again helpless.

He felt like calling Jimmy right away to tell him what was happening but he didn't want to disturb his sleep so he laid on the bed dejectedly. He couldn't sleep until Isabella came out of the bathroom. She laid beside him and began to stroke his chest. He was surprised.

"What are you doing?" He said, pushing her hand away

"You said we had no sex so I want to correct that." She replied and kissed him.

For once, Henry thought about the good old days and responded to her light touches. He was aroused. He explored her body like never before and moaned softly as he thrusted into her. He had been without a woman for so long. He was so eager to quench his thirst for intimacy. It was pure ecstasy.

He woke up the next day feeling nostalgic. He remembered what had transpired between them in the course of the night and felt like things had changed. Perhaps, the idea of a divorce brought Isabella to her senses.

He dressed up and went to work happily. He could not wait to tell Jimmy the result that his suggestion yielded. How ever he couldn't reach him all day.

"How was your day, babe?" He asked Isabella as got into the house. He had gotten off work late and so, met the family at dinner.

"Babe?" Michelle was taken aback.

Henry didn't want to mind but he was also eager to let the family know that he was now on good terms with his wife

"Yes. Is it wrong to call my wife babe?"

Michelle and Mrs Micheal turned to look at Isabella. Henry wanted her to say something but she kept mute so he called again

"Babe?"

"Will you shut your trashy mouth?!" Came the response from Isabella.

He was confused. Was he going ahead of himself. He gave Isabella a long look and there it was, around her pupils, her resentment towards him.

They were not back to the bliss of the past. He hurried and went upstairs while Michelle laughed.

"He must be out of it" Isabella said and hissed.