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Married to a Monster: Episode 5, 6, 7 & 8





Michael, please. Use your brain. Think of something to distract him… please. I prayed in my heart as I peeped through the key hole again.

He was almost there when Micheal suddenly did as if he heard something.

“Sir ..I think I heard someone opening the main entrance. Just now.”Michael said as I let out a silent deep breath of relieve.

It distracted him totally.

“Really? I think I have to go then.” He said and like magic,he was gone.

Michael fell flat on the bed relieved. I quickly changed into my clothes and cane out,with an apologetic face.

“I’m really sorry I got you into this. I will quickly go back now.”I said as he looked at me and nodded.

I went back to my room and forced myself to sleep.

The next morning,Eric ate breakfast alone and left the house as early as 7am.

I dressed for the day and cane downstairs to eat at 9am. I was finishing my meal when Micheal came in, carrying a tray to the kitchen. At first,we felt awkward with each other but finally,we greeted.

I walked into the kitchen and met him arranging something in the freezer.

I stood by the door and watched him work.

“You told me you would tell me when he’s gone for work, right?” I asked, reminding him of our last night discussion.

He did not look at me as he nodded. After he was through,we sat at the stairs, leading to my room for the story.

Michael looked thoughtful as he tried to gather the story from the beginning.

“Her name was Antonia. Beautiful and full of life.” Michael began as listened. “I and Victor,my colleague were downstairs when master came home for the first time with Antonia,full of smiles. He was a happy man then. So cheerful and nice.

He introduced Antonia to us as his fiancee and we were pleased to meet her.

As we we t back to our room that night, Victor kept asking me if I did not see how sexy and beautiful Antonia is. I thought he was only being a nerd but he was serious.

At the dinning the next day, Victor kept passing looks at Antonia whenever she made eye contact. She would smile back. I noticed this a d decided to warn Victor about any fishy agenda. He told me not to worry,that he knew what he was doing.

The night of the third day,I saw a shooking thing that threw me off guard.

Antonia and Victor were romancing each other beside the stair case. They ignored me totally and continued with what they were doing.

I felt sorry for Victor because I knew it would not be funny should master finds out.

One week later,it happened.

Master left home early in the morning but unknown to Antonia,he only went to get her some rose flowers because that day was her birthday.

Antonia invited Victor to her room for pleasure.

I tried warning Victor not to go but he only warned me too not to stand in the way of his happiness. So,I had no choice but to leave them.

He went to her room and they got into bed together, giggling. I could even hear them from the kitchen.

Thirty minutes later, master came back,full of smiles and holding a banquet of flowers.

He came down from his car and started to go upstairs.

He opened the door to Antonia’s room and the flowers dropped from his hand as he screamed her name.

“Antonia!”he shouted as Victor quickly rolled off her,fear all over his body and face.

Antonia started to soon as she pleaded,but master was already out of the room.

Victor was sent out of the house never to come back. Antonia cried as she watched him leaving from her window. She was already into him already.

She couldn’t stand the humiliation and what Eric would put her through so,she took a knife from the drawer and stabbed herself before anyone could come inside. When master saw her dead body,his whole life and system changed.

He became a shadow of himself and barely talked after her burial.” Michael said and stopped.

He looked at me and shrugged.

“Well,I guess I’ve answered you. That was how she died.”

I nodded and thanked him before we departed.

He left for his room while I sat in the living room, thinking. How could she have killed herself? For what reason?

I thought of going to Michael’s room but I stopped myself from going.

I would not want to put him into trouble again.

I was going through the pictures on my phone to keep me busy when Felicia came into the living room.

“Ma.”she said and I looked up at her,then smiled.”What’s it Felicia? And I already told you to call me Rose.”I reminded her and told her to sit down when she told me she had something to tell me.

“Yesterday night, when I came to clean up the dinning room table,I saw master’s ID card on the floor.

I thought it was important and thought of taking it immediately to him. I wanted to it to your room but I decided to take it to him.

I climbed up the stairs to his room.As I walked past his private room,I heard some sounds and went back.

The sound was wield. I did not mean to peep but when I did, I was shooked. I did not know if what I saw was real but I’m of what I saw.

I heard the sound of mourning, like when someone is having sex. The light was on so I peeped into the key hole and saw master having sex with someone.”Felicia said and I sat up as my eyes widened at her.

My heart started to beat faster at what I was hearing.

Having sex with someone? I was sure…so sure no one came back home with him and no one came to visit. I stared up at the stairs, perplexed. If he was having sex with someone in there in his sacred room,then with who??…


After Felicia told me this,I was restless. Having sex with someone inside that dark room? With who?

I contemplated on telling Michael but I doubted if he would believe me. I really needed to get inside that room but how?

No matter what I do,I needed to tell Michael. Maybe we could come up with an idea. We just had to.

As expected,when I told him,he did not believe that his master was into any dubious thing.

“What if he’s a ritualist?” I asked Michael as we stood at the stair case the next morning.

“Look,I don’t want to believe anything you tell me but you are already making me suspicious of my master.

Why don’t you just stop?” Michael said, visibly confused.

“ just have to help me. I can’t do this without you. As in,we have to come up with a plan to go into that room..”

“Are you insane? Do you want to die?”Michael asked, cutting me short.

I breathed in and looked at him. “I’m not insane. My instinct just keeps telling me that all isn’t right in this house.”I replied.

“Rose ….what if we get caught?”Michael asked and I thought about it for a while.

“We only have to be careful. We won’t get caught. We just have to come up with a plan.” I told him.

He came back home around 7pm and sat in the living room, making a call.

I came downstairs and sat opposite him, looking at his neck for the necklace but as usual,it was hidden under his clothing.

I threw him a quick greeting when he finished making the call.

He looked at him and indicated me to come. At first,I thought he was drunk.

When I went closer to him,I realized he was truly drunk but he still knew what he was doing.

He stood to his feet and grabbed my face, turning it to face him as he looked into my eyes.”I’m watching you Rose. No one else owns you except me and me alone.”

He said as my breathing increased. I gasped as he grabbed and squeezed my breast.

“All this also belongs to me and this!”He said, squeezing my bum too. I closed my eyes in pain as he did all this. I badly wanted to retaliate but as usual,I lacked the courage.

He plunged his tongue into my mouth, making me gag.

His tongue felt like bitter stick in my mouth.”Be quiet “His hard voice boomed in my ear as I try to fight against this violence.

He took me to his room and layed me on the bed, removing his clothes.

Then the chain….the necklace became visible. Oh,how I was so tempted to yank it off his neck.

I did not want to do this with him…to allow such a man touch me but I remained still on the bed.

If not for any other thing but for the key hanging from that necklace.

He came down on me like a fallen wood and tore off my top like a wolf. I closed my eyes as he patted my legs and made his way.

It was more like a violation than sex but I just endured.. endured because of the key. But I had no high hopes either. How do I remove the chain without lifting his head? I could just cut it but….

I gasped as he made his forceful entry. I held on to the bed sides and closed my eyes tightly as I tried to keep up with him.

Suddenly he let go of me and told me to go to my room. I was surprised. Normally,a normal man would have fallen asleep only to wake the next day to reality.

But after having sex with me,he told me to leave. I tied a white towel around me,pack my clothes and left the room. Once outside,I felt like crying.

What do I do?

I kept asking myself. Then a dangerous plan hit my mind and made me anxious immediately.

Still in my white towel,I ran down to the boy’s quarters. I just had to.

I informed Micheal about my plan and as much as I thought,he was scared. He tried to stop me but I told him there was no going back.

I couldn’t have that violation in the name of sex for nothing?

I paced about in my room, waiting for the right time to get to work. I layed on my bed and slept off a little while to pass time. When I woke up,it was 2:15 am.

He would be so much asleep now and since he was a little drunk,he would be in a deep sleep.

With my heart in my throat,I went into the bathroom and took out a new white soap from the zinc and started walking to his room. Just a push,the door flew open. I peeped in and saw him,fast asleep and even snoring. I entered and stopped to see if he would shake.


I continued walking ever so quiet and slowly until I got to his bedside. I stopped and looked down at him. The necklace was on his neck and the key was resting firmly against his chest.

I took in several deep breath and tried to control the speed of my heart beat as I slowly began to bring the soap down to his chest.

Ever so gently,I took up the key from his chest so gingerly and stopped again,to see if he would shake.


I made the key lie on the soap and pressed. I pressed the key harder on the soap but when I was about to press more harder to make the key very visible on the white soap,Eric began to stir…he began to turn….about to wake up……

Father Lord! Help me! I prayed as I held the key on his chest.

I couldn’t drop it. He would surely wake up and see me!

Father Lord! Let him go back to sleep but no! Eric was waking up!! Eric’s eyes were opening…they were opening…….!!!!


God! I cried in my heart as I almost collapsed. Please..make him go back to sleep. I prayed and the miracle happened.

Eric turned his face around and went back to sleep, closing his eyes shut. I quietly let out a deep breath and pressed the key harder into the soap before carefully placing the key back on his chest.

Quietly,I tiptoed to the door and slipped out, closing the door silently.

Once outside,I ran and ran faster to my room and locked the door, looking at the soap in my hands.

Yes. I did it and by tommorow I will have the duplicate of the key.

I felt like a hero..a courageous one. I couldn’t sleep because I was anxious and too excited to sleep.

By tomorrow,what so ever in that room would be seen. I would personally see the room tomorrow. I just prayed everything would go well.

However,I was surprised when I came downstairs the following morning to see Eric seated in the living very late in the morning.

I was startled. Does it mean he wasn’t going to work?. I greeted him and sat at the opposite sofa, glancing at the TV.

Michael came in carrying a tray of drink and I looked at him immediately, questioning him with my eyes.

He shrugged and passed the drink to Eric who took it and sipped from it. I was restless and impatient.

What was the bull still doing at home? I checked my wrist watch,it was almost 9.

God,just send him away. Let him leave the house.

But it seemed God wasn’t ready to answer that very moment because the next thing was a phone call from one of his staff.

“I told you I don’t need anybody to call me. I’m on vacation. I need rest,Tunji. Okay,tell the HR to cancel all appointment till next week when I’m going to come back to office.

Alright. You guys can hold meetings without me.”Eric said and I looked disappointedly at Michael before he left the living room.

“I’ve decided to go on a vacation and rest for a while. Where do you want to go?” He asked me without any feeling.

I stared at my hands and thought for a while. Where did I ever thought I would go one day?

I couldn’t think of anything a d besides,I did not want to tell him anything because I did not want to go. Getting into that room was my oy priority.

“I can’t think of anywhere. I think I will just stay at home and take care of the house.” I responded, hoping he would take it as a yes.

“Felicia is here.” His voice jammed into my ear and I knew he was losing it. What do I do to tell him I was not going?.

I just stood my ground.

“I’m a bit sick and I do not think I can travel in this condition.”I simply said and he looked at me,then looked away.

At noon,he dressed and went out, probably to visit a friend. I knew it wasn’t the convenient time to go out and get the job done but I was so tempted.
So tempted….

I dressed sharply and ran to the boy’s quarters and met Micheal wetting the garden by the front lawn.

“Rose!”he exclaimed my name, looked around and ushered me into his room,fear written all over his face.

“Where are you going!” He whispered.

“I wanted to ask you if I could rush now that he isn’t here. Maybe…I could get the work done!”I told him but he held his head with his left hand and breathed in. He looked at me and hold my hands.

“Rose. Please calm down.” He told me in his overwhelming voice.

At that instant,my body calmed down. I could put us in trouble. I had to be patient. Micheal and I stared looking at each other.

Before I knew what was happening,my hands curled behind his back and brought his head closer as our lips met. It was heavenly. His hands slid behind my back and brought me closer as my breast crushed his chest.

Even if I heard Eric’s car coming in,I wouldn’t be able to stop. Eric was perfect. The way his hand roamed at my back,the way his mouth felt on mine.

I pushed Micheal onto the bed and layed on top of him.

“Rose.”He looked up at me with lazy eyes trying to protest but I was in charge of the situation. He couldn’t resist me.

“Please Michael..I haven’t felt like this before. I haven’t felt like a real woman before. Don’t stop now. Take me and make me feel like a woman.” I told him and our lips met again.

This time, harder with so much heat.

I felt happy as Michael began to undress me….

After what happened between us, Michael tried to avoid me. Perhaps,he was feeling guilty for sleeping with his master’s wife but I wasn’t a bit guilty. I felt happy in fact.He handled me with love and respect.

Eric decided he wasn’t going anywhere either and decided to stay at home, drinking all day and entering his dark room. But whenever I gaze upon at the room or strained my ears,I heard nothing and I began to wonder if Felicia was actually sure of what she saw but nevertheless,I still wanted to step into that room.

One week later,I started feeling some change in my system. I throw up easily after eating and started avoiding some meal. I sleep early and wake up late.

Something that I’ve never been able to do. I also began to add more backside. I couldn’t understand it but I ignored it for I had a mission on my mind.

I couldn’t contain my excitement the day Eric’s vacation was over. He woke up early and had breakfast. I peeped and heard him telling Michael he was going to work,to make sure I did not leave the house. I smiled to myself. Time to get the work.

Minutes later,he left with work with Patrick,his personal body guard.

I made sure he was really gone,far gone before I took my bath and got dressed.

I stared at my bum in the mirror. It was larger than before. What was the meaning of this changing? I stared at my breasts. My cleavage was becoming bigger?

Have I been eating too much?

I got dressed and went to my drawer, bringing out the soap I wrapped up in a plastic bag.

I put it inside my bag and rushed off, going out of the compound.

I returned two hours later, praying earnestly,Eric had not come back.

My prayers were answered. Micheal was waiting for me at the main entrance.

I ran to him as his gaze rushed over me.

“Have you done it?”He asked me quickly, looking around.

“Yes…let’s go inside. We have to act fast before he comes back.”I told him as we both jumped inside.

We got to the foot of the stairs and looked around, making sure Felicia or no one was in sight.

It was time.

My heart was beating so badly I had to hold Micheal’s hand as we walked up the stairs to Eric’s room….

We got there and stood in front of the door.

I brought out the key and slid it into the key hole. My hand was shaking so badly I couldn’t turn the key.

Micheal held my hand and turned.

Tlaawnn…..the door slipped opened and I gently pushed the door open.

Micheal and I looked at each other and nodded as we stepped inside.

We closed the door and I touched the wall, finding the light switch.

I found one and pressed.

Light flooded the room and we turned around, our heart beating fast.

Then….my heart stopped beating as I grabbed Micheal’s arm and screamed.

“God!God!!”Micheal shouted, closing his eyes as we grabbed each other.

“Aahhhh…aaaauhhhhh….. no….” I cried as I shut my eyes closed, almost disappearing into Michael who held me tight.

Right on the bed….. laying on the bed….was Antonia’s corpse.

Both ears and nose were closed with white tissue…her face…..Ohhhh God…so white….

I couldn’t bear to look at it….I couldn’t….

I couldn’t breathe… couldn’t… wait…wait….Oh my God…. footsteps!!… footsteps!!

“Turn off the light!!”, Michael whispered at me as we turned off the light, gumming to the wall. Everywhere was dark….Stark dark. We could hear the sound of out loud heart beat as heard the footsteps, approaching.

Eric…he must be an abnormal human. How come we did not hear his car coming inside?? How come he always knows when the dark room is in danger??

How come…??

There was so much to fear about but the fear of those footsteps…heavy footsteps… supercedes all…

Then a key….a key was slided into the key hole.

My God…my God….Eric was here….he was here… coming inside……


As the key in the key hole was about to turn,another footsteps again was heard on the stairs. It was Patrick.

“Sir… you have to see something downstairs.” We heard Patrick telling him.

“What’s that?”He asked impatiently.

“It’s downstairs sir.”Patrick answered yet again.

He removed the key from the key hole and followed Patrick back downstairs. Put of relieve,I fell against Michael as he held me tight from falling.

I couldn’t spend another minute in the door. We opened door and peered out. No one was in sight.

Quietly and slowly,we came out of the room although I was tempted to fly out of it. A corpse? Inside the same house with me?

We locked back the door and ran quickly downstairs. Micheal entered the kitchen while I frightfully ran to my room. I ran to my room, panting heavily.

What have I married out of desperation? What do we do now? The best thing was to call the police.

I ran to the toilet and threw up again. I thought it was from the exhaustion and fear.

I stared at all the paintings Micheal had gave me in admiration and the materials he gave me. He wanted me to learn it also and become an artist.

But wait,I waited and waited for Eric to come back upstairs but there was no sign of him.

Did he go back to work already? I looked out of the window. His car work wasn’t outside. He did not drive it back though.

What happened….??

I came out of my room. I couldn’t just sit around there.

I had to talk to Micheal to come up with something. We couldn’t just stay inside the house with a corpse.

I saw him there in the kitchen,deep in thought. I came inside and closed the door.

“What happened?”I asked me and he raised his head to look at me.

“I’m so ashamed of myself. I never knew he deep not bury her. So,I’ve been living with a corpse all this while? God!”Micheal exclaimed a bit loud.

“Stop it. Do you want him to hear us? I’m sure he’s still around. Let’s be quiet.”I said and saw no fear in Micheal’s eyes as he looked at me.

“Let’s be quiet? What are you still afraid of? Look,I’m no longer afraid of him! Isn’t he a human being?

How could he make a fool out of me and keep a dead body up there? How could he? I trusted him.”Micheal said, glaring angrily at me.

It was my first time to see him so angry. I held his hand, trying to pacify him.”Calm down Micheal.

We could be in danger if he finds out we know his secret. We have to be wise.”I told him.

“I don’t know about you but I’m calling the police before it’s too late. Do you know this is a grave crime?

What if we get involve? Let’s call the police immediately!”Micheal said to me.

“Wait. Let me know his where about.” I said and left the kitchen. I called Felicia from the living room and she cane out to meet me.

“Have you seen Patrick and your master? I thought they were here a while ago?” I asked.

“Yes. I saw Patrick just now coming down from master’s bedroom with master’s suitcase.

When I asked him what he was doing with it all alone and where he was going…he said master sent him on an errand with the suitcase to deliver something to a certain shareholder at the office before coming back home.

I wondered how master would give him his money suitcase but he said master was inside the room.

So,he left.”Felicia said and I looked at her,some feeling coming up to me.”Okay,you may go back.” I said and she returned to what she was doing.

I looked up the stairs to his room and was do terrified to go up those stairs again but I found myself climbing it to be sure he was really inside his room….or the dark room.

But he wasn’t there..not in his room are any other place. But he had no left the house?

Where could it be then? I glanced around downstairs from the windows but everywhere was empty.

I returned to the kitchen and alerted Michael of Patrick’s discussion with Eric.

“I can’t find him anywhere. Do you think he’s somewhere watching us, already knowing what we did?” I asked him.

“Let’s get out of here and call the police.”Eric said as we left the kitchen.

“Wait,let’s check around the compound to see if we will see him.”I suggested and Michael agreed.

As soon as we got to the passage way, leading out of the house,in front of the store room located there,I screamed. Micheal’s eyes widened shooked.

Eric’s body,laid unmoving on the floor.

“Oh my God!”I exclaimed and rushed to him.Micheal turned him around so his back was against the floor. His head was bleeding and….

“Please… please… don’t me he’s dead dead… please.”I said almost in a whisper.

“He’s dead!” Michael exclaimed as he put his carbon his chest. He had stopped breathing. He was already cold.

“God what happened!!”Micheal shouted as I looked at Eric lying on the ground.

My mind immediately went to Patrick. What had transpired between them?

“What are we going to do Rose! Don’t just stand there and call the police. Immediately!” He said to me as he made an attempt to drag Eric.

“What if they say we kill him and put the corpse there? The police might say it’s us!”I stammered, confused at the situation.

Micheal looked unbelievably at me.”Are you serious right now? Then we shouldn’t call the police? What are we going to do about these dead bodies then!” Micheal exclaimed.”I’m calling the police if you won’t.” He said as he made to rush off but I held him back, looking into his eyes with tears.


“What are you doing! Let’s call…”

“I’m scared….just wait for a little while…let’s cool down or else I’m going to faint.. please….”I pleaded, holding him stupidly instead to let go and allow him call the police. I knew I was stupid…so stupid but I was only scared.

Michael breathed in and allowed me hold his hands for some minutes.

He took my hands away slowly and looked at me.

“We are in danger,Rose and I’m calling the police right now!” He said and was about to rush away when a knock landed on the door.

We both froze and looked at each other,our hearts almost running into our stomach.

Micheal swallowed and calmed himself down, steadying his voice.

“Y…yesss….who’s there?”he asked.

“It’s the police….” Came the response outside the door.

Our hearts stopping as our eyes jammed together.

Oh no….the POLICE!!…the police!!… outside the door at this very moment??

Two dead bodies..inside the house….God…we were going to be accused of murder…….life jail imprisonment….

God….God….. are we about to go to jail….

I jerked as the voice came again..this time harder with more knocks on the door.

“Who’s inside this house? I said open the door,the police is here!!………


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