Cruise

Friday

At the docks of the sea, a luxurious yacht lights up with the plank laid out for its passengers. At around 10 am, different luxurious vehicles drive in and drop elegantly dressed individuals.

Nolan stands in the main area of the yacht with his hands in his pockets. He has on red patterned shorts and a white shirt. Light music plays in the background as he walks to the door to welcome his guests.

Everyone is dressed in simple but expensive summer clothes. By 11:30 am, Leila walks into the yacht putting on a sky blue off-shoulder, short - sleeves crop top and matching skirt with a split that runs from her upper thigh to the bottom hem of the skirt and on her feet are flip-flops that display her perfectly manicured toenails.

Morris walks in next, putting on a blue tank top and white shorts. Rachael sights him from afar and quickly walks to him, placing her arm under his as they walk further into the yacht.

By noon, the yacht sails into the sea, marking the beginning of the party. Different music plays in the background as the guests' chatter among themselves. Nolan moves to the centre with an empty glass and a spoon. He hits the glass lightly, bringing the attention of his guests to him.

"Welcome highly esteemed guests. As we all know there would be merriments, drinks and enjoyment" he announced, which was followed by a round of applause

His eyes dart through the crowd and a subtle frown appears on his lips, but he conceals it immediately and walks into the crowd.

Leila stands on the deck of the yacht, relaxing on the railing as her hair goes up and down due to the wind. Her gaze rests at the end of the horizon over the large flowing water underneath.

The music fades in the background as she hears the sound of the engine and the sound of the waters as the yacht sails on it. Leila is not fond of parties or social gatherings.

She sees it as a way to display unnecessary drama. When she turned eighteen, she was invited to a business party that ended in a young lady wanting to attack her because her husband claimed he had slept with her.

Three years later, she went to another business party and almost got shot because a lady lost a contract to her. The lady claimed she had more experience than Leila, but Leila was still given the contract because she had slept with the contractor.

It all ended in a lawsuit. The last party she attended was in that same year. She was speaking with a client when she was spun around. A man in his early thirties stood with wide eyes and dark spots around his eyes.

He looked as though he had not slept for days, if not weeks. He grabs her arms and shakes her. "What did you do to me?" he yelled for everyone in the room to take a look,

"Mr Brown, what are you talking about?" Leila politely asked,

Mr Brown pushes her, and she falls on the body of the client that stood behind her. Before she could stand to her feet again, a lady dashed towards her and raised her hand to hit Leila, but before the lady's hand could get to Leila's face, her hand froze in the air.

Gasps escape the lips of many in the party hall. The lady tried to push her hand forward but could not. Leila stands to her feet and stands in front of the lady with her hand still in the air.

The lady raises her other hand, but this time Leila holds it before it could touch her face. Leila's face and eyes burned with rage. She increased the pressure she had on the hand she held.

The lady tried freeing her hands but could not. Leila maintained eye contact with the lady, and that stare passed shivers down her spine. Leila lets go of the hand, and it drops with force.

She waves her middle and index finger and the lady's other hand falls to her side, also leaving a red mark on her wrist. Leila turns to her client and nods. She turns back to Mr Brown and his stupid wife, glares at both of them, then walks off.

It was the talk of the town the next day. Mrs Brown went for different interviews, claiming that Leila slept with her husband and made him unable to remember vividly what happened.

Mr Brown, on the other hand, felt like he was no longer sane. He kept on racking his brain thinking of where those little pieces of information were, and he knew he could not tell the truth, or he would lose everything he had worked for to his wife.

The truth was that he had flirted with Leila, which she entertained until they got to a bedroom, but once he laid down on the bed, he felt he was having an intense moment with Leila.

His wife scented her perfume when he got home and immediately suspected, so he lied that she had forcefully slept with him. But then he had a vague memory of what happened. After a day, he got a message on his phone from an unknown number showing that he had pleasured himself while Leila just watched him scream her name like a pervert.

The more he tried to place all the pieces in his memory together, it only made him mad. He tried tracing the number, but it led to a dead end.

The video of Mrs Brown's hand hanging in the air without anyone hanging in the air went viral, and she explained what happened just without having the facts. She claimed Leila used some sort of sorcery on her and that was what happened.

Invariably, that was when the name She-Devil got around the city. No one remembers how it started except her. She smiles, remembering the ridiculous reasons coming up as to why she is labelled a she-devil.

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