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Lena shivered again. She couldn\u2019t move, as the room began to spin around her; afraid she would faint, she put her hand out to find something to lean on. She had to take a step to her left where her vanity sat. She moved in jerky scared motions to the bench and sat there; afraid to speak. She was in a frightened trance, as he sat looking at her, not saying a word. Now she knew the scent, it filled her head and burned into her senses. It was him, Manny. Her entire soul tingled from its sensitivity to his closeness. His presence was strong and overpowering. She could only see a portion of his face, a blue white from the moon light, but it made him all the more ominous, his eyes almost wolf like. Though space of more than twelve feet separated them, he was touching her body, and she could feel every caress. <\/p>\n
A chill raced up her spine causing her nipples to harden and her breasts to ache. Paralyzed, she sat helpless as he possessed the deepest part of her soul, a soul he would battle the very devil for, refusing to relinquish her as his sole possession. Looking at him, seeing him there \u2013 without a word, he told her loud and clear \u2013 he was there to claim her once again. <\/p>\n
Swallowing her fear, Lena straightened her spine and squared her shoulders, and after taking several needed breaths she asked,<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want? What are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n
As soon as the questions left her mouth; she thanked goodness Kayleen had wanted to keep Hope for the night, she could only imagine the outcome of this night had he seen her. Her eyes widened as that possibility raced to the fore, making her even more nervous, deflating her moment of bravado. And yet, he sat not saying a word, just staring at her. <\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you here? Why do you just sit there staring?\u201d She asked in a frightened voice, and was immediately angry that he should dare try to intimidate her. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou let that man kiss you. Put his mouth on you?\u201d <\/p>\n
His voice came so dangerously low and calm, it made every bone in Lena\u2019s body turn to mush. She thought she would dissolve into a puddle on her floor. If she could just stop herself from shaking, she could stand up to him. <\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer me.\u201d The lower his voice, the more shaken she became. Lena hated being frightened of anyone, and she wasn\u2019t about to start being frightened of him. Again she stiffened her nerve. \u201cThat\u2019s none of your business.\u201d She finally answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou let him touch you?\u201d Manny went on to demand an answer, still low and quiet within the dark room. \u201cHe\u2019s not the first \u2013 to touch me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo \u2013 that would be me.\u201d He returned. \u201cI was the first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes \u2013 well \u2026 that is all in the past now. If you will excuse me, I would like to go to bed now. Alone!\u201d Lena ordered, catching her second wind, growing calmer, gaining her nerve back. \u201cI\u2019ll leave when I damn well please. You\u2019ll not send me off like you did that, popinjay-milksop of a fop! Cowering with my tail tucked because you wish not to be bothered.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lena stood, \u201cFine \u2013 I\u2019ll leave myself.\u201d And knowing him, she tried to run for the door, but he was there in an instant. <\/p>\n
Grabbing her by the arm, he pulled her back so hard and fast she flew back across the room to land on the bed; and wasted not a moment getting back to her feet. Angry now she faced him with full courage. \u201cHow dare you touch me! You want someone to toss about \u2013 head across the yard to your wife!\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cMy wife\u2019s not home.\u201d He answered simply.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh \u2013 that\u2019s why you\u2019re here! Well \u2013 listen here \u2013 massa Manny, I\u2019m done servicin\u2019 you. If I may be so bold as to remind you, I belong to another now. Or have you forgotten the child that sent you racing from here three or more years ago?\u201d <\/p>\n
Manny smiled. \u201cAh yes, the child. Where \u2013 is he \u2013 by the way?\u201d <\/p>\n
Lena\u2019s heart leaped to her throat. She was stumped, unprepared for this eventuality or for the lies that she felt must now follow. \u201cI\u2019m assuming it was a he? Or was it a she? As you said, I went racing from here so fast, I\u2019m not quite sure \u2013 what I saw.\u201d Manny challenged further.<\/p>\n
She gulped. <\/p>\n
\u201cBoy? \u2013 or \u2013 girl? Which?\u201d He pressed again.<\/p>\n
\u201cAh \u2013 b \u2013 boy.\u201d Lena stammered, feeling her heart pound.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh \u2013 I see, what\u2019s his name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHis name?\u201d Her eyes grew huge.<\/p>\n
Manny stood with his eyes beginning to once more narrow, wondering how much further he would have to go before she admitted the truth. \u201cI\u2019m growing tired of this darkness, light your lamp.\u201d He ordered mildly. \u201cI don\u2019t want to. I want you to leave.\u201d She returned. This meeting was growing much too complicated. And she could endure his presence for only so long before her pretense began to wear thin.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s been discussed already. Now light the lamp.\u201d He reminded her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy won\u2019t you just go?\u201d She pleaded.<\/p>\n
\u201cLight \u2013 the \u2013 lamp.\u201d He grated through clenched teeth.<\/p>\n
Lena stood for a moment lifting her chin in defiance, but his imposing glare and barely harnessed lack of patience, made her spin and rush to do it; anything to get this over with. Her hands shook as she raised the glass flue making it rattle against the sides. Closing her eyes, she took several deep breaths to calm down and get in control; setting the flue aside to pick up the flints. She tried to strike a spark to light the oil cloth, but her trembling made it difficult. <\/p>\n
\u201cHere\u2026I\u2019ll do it.\u201d Manny\u2019s voice shook her even more as he came up beside her as she sat on her bed leaning towards the table in her attempts to light the lamp. He stepped behind his chair in the small space by the table and took the flints from her striking them together over the lighting cloth. A spark landed, a flame ignited from the burning oil on it, and he picked it up and lit the wick. Manny folded the cloth to smother the flame. As he adjusted the wick, a warm golden glow swelled within the dark room; he picked up the flue, placing it upon its fitted perch. <\/p>\n
When he straightened, Lena had moved out of his reach back towards the vanity. \u201cThat\u2019s better.\u201d He said staring over at her finding himself momentarily amazed by her beauty. <\/p>\n
The way the golden light caressed her breathtaking features made him think of the children they shared. Their children were beautiful, taking from them the best of their features, blending them to make them even better. His Golden Hope was an example of that. Looking at her mother, he knew the young woman she would grow into, and wondered how in the world, would he handle being father to one such as her?<\/p>\n
Looking at him before the glowing lamp, played havoc with Lena\u2019s longing. He was so imposing, masculine and desirable. No matter how she tried to deny herself, there was a part of her mind in control, all on its own. That part of her mind, which triggered her body\u2019s responses to his presence. Standing there she could feel a growing throb, a heat and swelling, followed by a gathering moisture; and there wasn\u2019t a thing she could do to stop it.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow\u2026where were we?\u201d He feigned as if he\u2019d forgotten. \u201cAh yes, your \u2013 son \u2013 and his name. What did you say it was now?\u201d He asked stepping from the confining corner towards her. <\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t say.\u201d Lena returned breathless.<\/p>\n
\u201cAh \u2013I remember, and you didn\u2019t. So what is it? His name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe hour is late. Can we not discuss this tomorrow? In the light of day? If you are so eager to know about him, I can bring him to you then.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cEmm\u2026I see. Well tell me something, what happened between you, and his father, that I now find you with Thomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy all these questions?! What do you want from me!?\u201d<\/p>\n
Manny\u2019s entire manner changed to one of intense fury; making Lena\u2019s eyes widen as she stepped back and reached for her throat. The look that came over him in that particular moment, twisted her gut in fear.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want you to tell me something? How could you lose our son, and then leave your other child to the care of others, with no concern as to what might happen to, umm \u2013him-? Hm? You care nothing of \u2013him-? Hold it \u2013 I grow tired of referring to the child as, him! What is his name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2018He knows! HE KNOWS! OH MY GOD!\u2019 Her widened eyes transmitted the screaming thought in her mind. Manny\u2019s nostrils flared as his anger rose another notch. \u201cCan\u2019t remember his name Lena? Is it Jamie? Is the child\u2019s name Jamie?\u201d He offered the name adding, \u201cJamie \u2013 Mazie\u2019s son? Jamie \u2013 who was used, to destroy me! Jamie who was borrowed, to lay in the cradle where my child should have laid?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cManny \u2013 wait-\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up! Just shut up! Don\u2019t say another word.\u201d He was breathing deep and hard, and she could see the control he was trying to gain. As he told her, she did shut up. This was not the same Manny that left a few years ago. This man was one to be wary of; there was a hardness to him. The scar she\u2019d wondered about when first seeing it, caught her attention now, it made him menacing somehow \u2013 everything about him, made her tread carefully\u2026 although she knew this man, she wasn\u2019t sure what changes had taken place within him. And at the same time she stood in fear of him, there was an element of danger about him that excited her. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou know what I did today?\u201d <\/p>\n
Although he asked the question, she knew there was no need to answer it. Her eyes filled with tears. He saw them and voiced his first thought at the sight of them, \u201cWhat\u2019s this\u2026tears? For what? For me? Those for me Lena? Naaaaw, couldn\u2019t be. They couldn\u2019t be about me\u2026 there\u2019s no way you can convince me of that. You would have to care \u2013 to feel enough to shed a tear over-\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cManny please\u2026listen to me, I didn\u2019t want to-\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWant to what? You ready to confess something here? Something going on you think I ought\u2019a know about?\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cPlease don\u2019t do this\u2026you have to let me tell you why.\u201d She whimpered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow could you?\u201d His jaw clenched as unwanted tears rushed in on him. \u201cDo you know what I\u2019ve gone through?!\u201d He stopped again\u2026he hated her right then. In all of his life, the only two people that could bring him to tears were his mother, and Kayleen. And then, only when he had been a small child, and young boy.<\/p>\n
That had been years ago before he\u2019d grown into being a man; and from then on, he had never shed a tear. Then this woman came into his life, and he\u2019d done more begging and crying than ever in his life. It made him feel weak, and out of control. And there wasn\u2019t a thing he could do to stop it. <\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry Manny. But I did what I had to do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYOU HAD NO RIGHT!!!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI had every right.\u201d She was trying to stay calm.<\/p>\n
\u201cSHE IS MY DAUGHTER!!! MINE!!!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is mine. And I did what I had to do.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cSo, to hell with me? Her father \u2013 right!?\u201d He was breathing hard as his chest rose and fell. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t enough for me to lose Michael, you had to take away \u2013 my Hope \u2013 as well!\u201d He turned from her to wipe away the tears streaming, and wanted to sob, but refused to allow himself. <\/p>\n
\u201cManny\u2026I didn\u2019t take her from you to hurt you.\u201d She cautiously approached him, standing not far out of his reach, and he spun back to her, with his eyes blazing. \u201cBut you did, you kept my daughter from me!!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI had to!!\u201d She cried.<\/p>\n
\u201cNO!! YOU DIDN\u2019T HAVE TO \u2013 YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME! I WOULD HAVE PROTECTED HER!!\u201d He shouted at her. Lena stepped back with an incredulous look on her face, and her anger exploded.<\/p>\n
\u201cHOW MANNY!?!?…HOW?!…LIKE YOU PROTECTED MICHAEL!?! AND WHERE IS HE NOW?? WHERE\u2019S MY SON?? WHERE\u2019S MICHAEL MANNY?? DO YOU KNOW? CAN YOU TELL ME?\u201d She was panting now, her breasts rising and falling from her rage.<\/p>\n
Manny turned from her unable to bear her words that stabbed him in the center of his heart. She grabbed his arm her nails digging into him, trying to get him to face her. \u201cWELL \u2013 NO ANSWER?! I\u2019M WAITING!!\u201d She swiped at her own tears, her next words slipping through clenched teeth. \u201cYour \u2013 WIFE \u2013 sold my son! She took him away from me \u2013 SHE TOOK MY MICHAEL \u2013 the one, I let you protect!!\u201d <\/p>\n
She felt she was going to go mad from the rush of emotions, breathing hard still, she finished. \u201cBut not my Hope. No one is taking her away from me!\u201d <\/p>\n
Manny stared across the room towards the additional room where his son had once slept. \u201cEverything you\u2019ve said \u2013 you think I haven\u2019t said that very thing to myself over and over again? I know it\u2019s my fault! Dammit I know it is! Over and over my mind has screamed\u2026\u201d He looked down at her. \u201c\u2026a thousand times, and a thousand more – if only I had! If only I hadn\u2019t! \u2013 With every hour of every day, I knew it was my fault! I searched for him day in and day out, and I knew\u2026every mile traveled, this is my fault!\u201d He stopped looking into her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut no matter what\u2026not you\u2026nor anyone else, will keep MY daughter from me!\u201d<\/p>\n
Lena closed her eyes in fear. She knew she must come clean and tell him all that there was to tell. There was no way around it\u2026he had to know. <\/p>\n
\u201cI want you to listen to me Manny. And understand that this is for the best.\u201d She swallowed nervously. Manny stood bracing himself as he waited. Lena took a deep breath, and decided to just come on out with it.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas Sandavol\u2026has asked me\u2026to marry him.\u201d <\/p>\n
Manny\u2019s scalp drew up as his eyes widened at the mention of Thomas\u2019s name. The thought that he\u2019d asked her such a thing, made his already high anger come to a boil as he bit out tightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd \u2013 what \u2013 was your answer?\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cHe wants to take me, and \u2013 Hope away from here, with him\u2026where she\u2019ll be safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy \u2013 daughter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s my daughter too.\u201d<\/p>\n
They stared a moment before he asked. \u201cAgain I ask, what was your answer?\u201d <\/p>\n
Lena stared up at him, and suddenly she felt her fear returning, she took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders and setting her resolve. \u201cI have to do what\u2019s best for Hope\u2026and so\u2026I accepted his proposal. I\u2019m going to marry Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTHE HELL YOU WILL!!\u201d He roared down at her. \u201cYOU\u2019LL BECOME HIS WIFE OVER MY DEAD BODY!!\u201d<\/p>\n
Because they stood so close, Lena had to glare up at his scowling face with her head back, and hands on her hips. She suddenly realized that he really hadn\u2019t changed much at all. Atleast, not towards her. Something in her knew he would never hurt her, no matter how great his anger. Taking a deep breath, she decided the calm approach was the best approach. This yelling was getting them nowhere. Once she made her plans known to him, he would just have to accept her decision, and that would be that.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook Manny\u2026\u201d She stopped, \u201c\u2026move back from me.\u201d She instructed with a shove at his chest with both hands; he was rock solid, she hadn\u2019t even swayed him, and was immediately reminded of his strength and their physical difference.<\/p>\n
Her neck was starting to hurt looking up at him, and she decided to step around him, as her palms burned from touching him. The contact shook her; as her mind of its own will compared what Manny made her feel, to what Thomas made her feel. <\/p>\n
There was no comparison<\/b><\/i>.<\/p>\n
Thomas\u2019s touch – moved her as much as would that of a family member or friend. Manny\u2019s touch – engulfed her in flames. As her heated palms, now sweating testified to that. She moved to the kitchen, and walking to the lamp there, quickly lit it to give herself time to get over the shock of touching him. <\/p>\n
\u201cNow look-…\u201d She started again, in the kitchen \u2013 as he stood by the partition wall that separated the small kitchenette from her bed area. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou \u2013 are not marrying that man.\u201d Manny interrupted. <\/p>\n
\u201cHe wants to make me happy Manny. And I think he can. And Hope \u2013 Hope really likes him, he\u2019ll be good to her, and she\u2019ll be safe-…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHappier than I can make you? Love you more than I love you\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStop it Manny.\u201d Her heart was going crazy in her chest. <\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026be a father to my daughter\u2026\u201d shot Manny \u201c\u2026when I\u2019m right here? I\u2019ve been running and battling and running some more because I thought I had nothing left here. And today I find, that \u2013WE- have a beautiful daughter\u2026 and you honestly think I would even consider\u2026letting you leave here, and take her \u2013 so that \u2013 that\u2026 man, can be a father to my child?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cManny \u2013 you\u2019re married to Katherine. There is no room in your life for Hope. There is no room in your life for me. With Katherine, is where you belong! And I, with Thomas.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cWait?!\u201d Manny stood straight looking at her as if she\u2019d lost her mind. \u201cBecause she\u2019s white, like me? And he\u2019s black, like you?\u201d He asked testing her.<\/p>\n
Lena nodded, then said it. \u201cYes. Yes Manny\u2026 that\u2019s why. To believe there could be anything more for us is \u2013 is nothing more than a dream. Let\u2019s just stop it now-\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNO!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Manny. Let me go. Let Hope go.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNO!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s nothing you can do to stop it.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cTHE HELL I CAN\u2019T! I OWN YOU! YOU \u2013 ARE \u2013 MINE!!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas will buy me from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Manny threw his head back and laughed. He looked at her and laughed again, \u201cAnd what price would I scribble on the tag? Hm? At what price? Where is there a man \u2013 whose eyes have seen \u2013 with enough money, to satisfy what I would demand as equal exchange for YOU? There is no such man. There is no such amount. And Thomas, of all men\u2026 cannot reach for the tag, and meet the price.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stood stunned. \u201cThen give me over to him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Manny shook his head. \u201cI would sooner give him Webster Fields. I would sooner sign over to him every ship I own. And if he wishes\u2026he can have Katherine \u2026 but he\u2019ll not – have you.\u201d <\/p>\n
Lena knew she was in trouble, and if she didn\u2019t break this spell soon, she would be in his arms. \u201cFine!\u201d She thrust her chin up. \u201cYou\u2019ve had your say. Now get out of my cabin.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not going anywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI SAID GET OUT OF MY CABIN!\u201d<\/p>\n
Angry and at the end of his patience, Manny charged at her grabbing her by the arms. \u201cWho do you think you are!?\u201d He demanded as his body surged with burning arousal, ready to do what was long overdue between them. \u201cLet me tell you something \u2013 this cabin is mine! The land it resides on is mine! Everything in it, and on it \u2013 mine! Which includes you! -\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNO MANNY!\u201d She began struggling panicking. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou \u2013 are \u2013 mine!\u201d He ground out brusquely, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her up his body as the other hand cupped her head \u2013 while his mouth attacked hers with all the deprived savagery he felt. Lena tried turning her head away from a hold intended to keep her captive. Manny moved with her in his arms, and placed her back against the partition. Pressing and grinding his large body along the front of her smaller softer one. He wanted her to feel the strength of his passion, the need of him for her. An erection so powerful he tried to force it through their clothing as he ravaged her mouth \u2013 stealing every breath she attempted to take.<\/p>\n
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It was my desire to write a story that was as vast and sweeping as any tale such as Gone With The Wind, or Roots. Yet, it needed a different flavor. This story needed to be told a bit differently from what most would expect from such novels. This story is about the struggle of a man, a father, and a master who endures and goes through hell to keep and hold onto his special family. One that is taboo and non-acceptable in the growing Southern polite society of Mississippi, a society he refuses to heed, one he resents and refuses to answer to. Readers are reeling from the Webster Fields saga, “Princess Ces’alena” taking them by surprise, an incredible, beautiful, black Caribbean princess…possessed, cherished and adored by her master and the children they share. This saga is ever changing, taking it’s readers by surprise, don’t miss it.<\/p>\n
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