Chapter 19
Marcus POV
I sat in my house calmly waiting for Jake and lily to arrive. I didn't exactly feel comfortable in this house, despite it being a house I chose myself. I didn't want to be here. I left this house with a goal to find some peace in mind and I found it in my penthouse. Being back here felt weird for me. I suppose the house was not the problem. The problem was who was living in the house.
Katelyn has been working the maids tirelessly to prepare the house for our guests. I didn't understand why she was trying so had to impress them yet she has met them so many times. I don't think Lily and Jake will care about the house.
I didn't care about the state of the house and it was my house. An unfamiliar maid politely asked me to move to another location so that she could clean the room where I was seated. I pushed my body up and moved outside, near the pool.
The place looked recently cleaned, not a thing was out of place, so I knew no one will ask me to move again. Looking around some things have changed, new furniture and a lot of new people. I don't remember giving her permission to change anything in this house and I certainly didn't ask her to employ new people.
The house didn't feel like mine anymore. I felt like a guest more than the owner. I guess that is what happens when you start living with someone. I dreaded the day that we would have to live in the same house. I knew it was bound to happen especially when we finally tie the knot. I shrugged at the thought.
I know what you are thinking, I didn't want to stay in this house so that I could continue with my little escapades. Well yes but also because I felt more at peace there. I didn't have people disrupting my work and peace every few seconds. I am a man and we need our space.
I was not worried about getting caught with Zawadi. It was the least of my worries. Even if I got caught nothing would happen to me but the same doesn't apply to Zawadi. The society is more lenient to men than women. I wouldn't be punished for cheating as a matter of fact I would be applauded in some countries.
Zawadi would get the harshest hit. Her fellow women would be relentless in torturing her with their opinions that no one asked for. Bitter housewives with cheating husbands would come for her from all directions.
I was trying to be discrete for her safety, not my own. I could care less what someone thought of me. On the hand she was a nice person who got involved with the wrong people, but no one would give her the chance to explain herself or even defend herself.
People can be ruthless and I was trying so hard to protect her.
I received a text from my driver informing me that he had picked up Jake and lily and he was heading to us now.
"Mmh" I groaned loudly.
I didn't want Jake around. You can call me a bad brother and I wouldn't care. Jake has been a thorn in my side for far too long. Always scheming behind my back to get what was mine. I never thought I would ever see my small brother as a threat but here we are.
He has a knack for ruining things for me. And I was positive that he was here to disrupt my life again. I laid my head on my hands in frustration . I needed to figure out how to keep my relationship with Zawadi a secret . With Jake around than will be harder than ever.
He can smell a secret a mile away. He always knew what was going on in other peoples lives even when no one asked him to. He never learned to mind his own business. And now with his nose poking around I needed to protect this relationship.
My thoughts were interrupted my the sound of the gate opening and a car drove in. They were here.
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Jake's POV
We drove into big black gates. The road was tarmac all the way to the parking lot. The compound was endowed with trees, flowers ,while the grass was green and well cut. The car stopped a few meters from the house's main entrance.
The house looked majestic and beautiful, not as grand as the other houses my brother owned but this one was different. It had his personal touch. Most of the houses he owned were chosen in a stream of pictures taken by realtors. He would choose what he wanted and pay for it in full, like the gazillionaire he was.
The next stage was to hire an interior designer who was given the job to furnish the house and send a bill. Most of the things in those houses were chosen by someone else. Somehow I felt like that was not the case here.
We got off the car and stretched our legs as we head to the entrance. The door was opened immediately we got closer. A young woman, I presumed was a maid based on her dressing welcomed us. She took the lead and we followed her to the living room.
Inside the house was gorgeous, better than the outside for sure. From the couches, to the tables, dining room and kitchen. Everything looked like it was carefully picked to give the room and the house in general a specific vibe.
In the living room we found Katelyn and Marcus. Katelyn was sitting on a two seater couch while Marcus was on a single seater. Neither of them were talking and at a closer examination there was tension in the air.
Katelyn rose too quickly with a brilliant smile on her face as she welcomed us. Marcus on the other hand remained seated and he continued drinking his whiskey. I didn't exactly feel wanted but what the hell, I go where I want to go and they can't get rid of me.
" Sit ,sit please" softly commanded Katelyn.
She looked good. She was healthy and glowing. She seemed to have added a few pounds but that was expected during pregnancy. My soft dick started hardening at the change. She has always been beautiful in my eyes but right now she was irresistible.
" Thank you" I said
" How was your flight?" She asked
" Long ,too long. Why did you guys decide to come here?" Whined Lily as usual.
" This place is beautiful ,I will show you around tomorrow" said Katelyn
Marcus remained silent and content with listening rather than talking.
" Marcus brother, how are you?" Asked our small sister.
" Good" he answered with that annoying one word answer.
My sister was not vexed my his discontent. He clearly didn't want to be here and I couldn't help but wonder how things were with him and Katelyn. He hasn't touched her once, not even a small peck on her cheek.
Something was going on with those two . The two women talked while I listened. They haven't seen each other in a while . Also lily was overjoyed when Marcus got back together with Katelyn, she approved of Katelyn.
Dinner was served since we arrived late in the evening. We ate a local meal and it was as delicious as I could remember.
" Complements to the chef" I announced.
" He is that good. His dishes are the best and so far he has been able to curb my cravings" commented Katelyn.
" I like this, it's new , authentic and delicious" agreed Lily.
Marcus finished his meal and rose to wash his hands at the sink. When he was done he went to kitchen to do God knows what before he came back.
" I am leaving" he announced.
" Where are you going this late?" I asked narrowing my eyes.
" To rest" he answered.
" And you can't rest here? " Asked Lily
" I don't stay here, see you guys tomorrow" he said and left the room before we could come up with more questions.
' okay ,that was weird' I thought .
Katelyn was the only one who didn't say anything. I was guessing because this has been happening a lot.
" Where is Marcus going?" Asked Lily
" He stays in his penthouse" shrugged Katelyn.
We proceeded to finish our meal and then we were directed to our rooms . When Lily went to her room I went looking for Katelyn. I found her in the kitchen snacking on a cake, right after we ate. This was the first time I was seeing her eat sugary food. She was always worried about her figure and avoided every type of food with a lot of carbs.
I leaned on the doorway for a few minutes and watched her eat. Based on my body's reaction to seeing her again, I wanted her all to myself and it seemed that was made so much easier than I would have expected .
" Why did Marcus move to the penthouse?"
*Authors note:
Goodmorning my lovely readers, I want to announce that updates will be back to normal, a chapter everday except for weekends. Happy pride month .*