Pains of Amara(Completed)

Chapter 1

Flashback

Many Years Earlier

The young woman made her way towards the iron gate not too far from her as she adjusted her black skirt with a native ankara blouse.
She was a true dark beauty. Her skin was ebony.
Having all the curves in the right places, her hips swayed as she approached her destination. Her hair was pure afro, thick and virgin, untouched by relaxer.
She had black eye colour which was very common in Nigeria. Her lips were naturally light pink with long eyelashes which added to her beauty.
Indeed she was a true dark beauty!

Her name was Chinenye. Chinenye approached the gate and opened it. She stepped inside the large compound.
It was a family compound, a bungalow of five bedrooms. Flowers decorated the compound adding to its beauty. The bungalow was built by Chinenye's fiancé, Emeka. He wanted it to be a family house where him, his brother, his mother and their wives can habit in peacefully. He was planning on building a bigger one that would contain the family's size in the future because of his upcoming wedding.

There was three bathrooms and three toilets at the back of the house and there was two pumps for getting water in front of the house as no water system was available at that period.

Chinenye approached the door and knocked on it. She got no response. She knocked again, still no response.

She was invited to come over by her fiance's younger brother, Francis. Francis harboured a secret desire for Chinenye which she knew about and threatened to report to his brother if he doesn't kill the feelings he has for her.

She hoped Francis would have come to his senses and realised the gravity of his feelings.
Desiring his own brother's future wife!
Chinenye wondered why Francis was taking time to open the door and immediately got scared wondering if something bad happened to Francis.
She pushed the door open and was shocked to find it unlocked.
"Chineke(God)! Somebody can easily come inside and steal something! Something must definitely be wrong!"

"Francis!"Chinenye called out as she walked towards the kitchen. She wanted to check the rooms but was scared and turned back going to the parlour, oblivious of the figure creeping behind her.

Suddenly a hand covered her mouth, injecting fear into her.
She tried to scream but couldn't as the figure tightened his grip on her. She could only release muffled screams. She gripped uselessly at his arm, trying to free herself but to no avail.
She immediately used her elbow to hit his stomach which made the figure release her as he fell to his knees clutching his stomach as he winced in pain.
Chinenye turned to meet Francis on his knees groaning.

"Are you mad?! Ibu onye ala!(are you mad?)" Chinenye exclaimed in her traditional Igbo dialect.
"What is wrong with you? Were you trying to force yourself on me!?"

Francis stood up, still clutching to his stomach. He stared at Chinenye, lust visible in his eyes.

"But you know I love you. I really do Chinenye. I'm the one you should be marrying not Emeka"Francis cried out.

Chinenye shot him a glare and hissed, turning to leave. He suddenly grabs her arm pulling her close to his body.
"Francis giwa na chum uku(Francis you are looking for my trouble)"Chinenye said angrily in her traditional dialect.
His grip on her arm tightened as he pulled her closer to himself.