"Only when you are ready and you will have full control over such matters," he said softly knowing what she meant as he kissed her forehead.
Inside he was raging with anger picturing Malcolm bleeding to death for what he had done to her.

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One week later

"Did you hear the most upsetting news?" One of the ladies in the group Nyasha was talking to commented as the others listened intently to her.
"What upsetting news do you have for us Penny?" One of the gentlemen in the group asked.
"You should know this my dear. You do work for the man. Young Marcellus was snagged by this awful woman I tell you. Rumor has it she is not pleasing not to the sight. Am I right?" Penny blurted out.
"Ah yes. Poor man, I hear the woman tied him down with some faux pregnancy claim. That's why I always make sure my mistresses take their pills," another man commented making the other man laugh.
"Yes, Ronald we all know," said a woman by the name of Jasmine mumbled sipping her champagne.

"But I hear it was an arranged marriage," Penny whispered in utter shock as everyone looked at her.
Nyasha decided to play along.
"I don't know what to believe now because rumor has it they were seeing each other for five years, even when he was engaged to what's her name..."
"Daphne?" Penny said wide eyed.
"Yes that's the one," Nyasha said as she spotted her husband at the main entrance scanning the room until his eyes caught sight of her.

"So you mean to tell me the woman had already sunk her teeth into him. I guess there was no chance for some of us," Penny said with longing.
"You wouldn't have been able to handle a man like him," Jasmine smirked as the others tried to hold in their laughter.
"But what did he see in a woman so ugly. I mean from the descriptions I have received, my goodness," she said at a loss of words.
"Are you sure your sources are correct my dear because I hear she is quiet something," Ronald said with a devilish smirk.

"Poor Marcellus," Penny sighed making Jasmine roll her eyes in annoyance just as Marcel reached the group.
"I didn't know I was now poor Penny," he said making her jump in surprise as the others visibly paled.

It was clear as daylight that they were afraid of him.
"Please explain," Marcel said with a tight smile.
"Ummm, well, the..." She stuttered as Nyasha observed the others reactions. Only Jasmine wore a smile on her face.
"Well we were just discussing your wife," Nyasha said as Marcel's eyebrow shot up in question as he smiled at her.
To say the group was stunned was an understatement as they watched him actually smiling.
"Yes. What about her?"
"Well rumor has it you two got married because you knocked her up," Ronald said avoiding his gaze.
"Others say it was an arranged marriage. But I also heard she was your mistress long before you know who," Penny said mumbling the last part as Marcel stood looking deep in thought as he slowly moved towards Nyasha who wore a mischievous smile.

"Which one of these stories did you create my love," he chuckled as he snaked his arm around her waist pulling her close.
"The latter," she smiled watching the groups eyes widen in shock except for Jasmine who wore a proud smile.
"Wait a minute. You are...are you.." Penny said pointing between the two of them.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Marcel murmured close to her ear ignoring Penny.
"Well now that your are here it's not bad," she said turning to face him and he leaned towards her allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Hmmm tell me whatever you want and it shall be done. This is after all our party," he whispered.
"Get rid of blondie," she whispered into his ear as she played with his hair.
"That's all?"
"No, why didn't you tell me Jasmine is your relative?" She said tugging his hair as he grunted in pain looking into her eyes whilst she smiled.
"How?"
"Your eyes. Make her a relative from your father's side," she smirked. "And also Ronald," she said straightening out his bow tie resting her palms on his chest as he got the memo to get rid of him too.

"Don't I get a kiss hello at least," he asked.
"Hmmm okay," she said as he leaned down to take her lips before she turned her head allowing his lips to kiss her cheek.
"Hello," she said moving out of his grasp. Looking at everyone once more she saw them still wearing stunned expressions oblivious to the fact that two of them would be asked to leave in a few seconds.

"I knew my cousin had married a lovely woman, but a goddess was out of the picture. And an intelligent one at that. That little stunt you pulled back there would have resulted in a cat fight but no, you took it easy, even though they were saying terrible things about you," Jasmine said as they left the group.
"They really didn't poke the wrong buttons. That was just gossip. What I was worried about was the humiliation Penny would receive if my husband knew her true intentions for him," Nyasha chuckled making Jasmine laugh.

"Am I forgiven," Marcel stated.
"You were late," Nyasha said turning away from him.
"I am sorry baby, it won't happen again," he said reaching for her as she shook his hands off her.
"Ouch," Marcel cried out making Nyasha turn around quickly to see what was wrong.
Marcel wore a smile that told her he had played her as he pulled her back into his arms.
"I am sorry," he said sincerely.
"You are forgiven," she smiled as they turned to talk with Jasmine just as her own husband arrived.

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"I need those two separated," he said pointing towards Nyasha and Marcel. With her by his side he is becoming more powerful.
"Sure thing boss. But what about his old man?"
"His father is no longer the threat he is."

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