Janelle scolded herself as she drove home that night. She couldn't believe she was angry. At what exactly? She had never been jealous of Denzel's numerous girlfriends before and Denzel has many.
Tara's presence came as a shock to her, she told herself. Tara don't even tell her she was back from Benin. And Denzel was dating her? She felt hurt but couldn't understand why.
"Ugh! He's your fiancée's cousin, not your boyfriend, Silly."
She told herself. And she acted like a love sick bitch. HerHer cellphone rang and she rolled her eyes at the caller ID, then picked up.
"Hey, Tara. Done cooking?"
"Hey, Babe. You just left like the speed of light. Where are you?" She asked.
"On my way home. What's up?"
"Come over to out usual spot."
She sighed. "Okay. On my way." She made a turn after hanging up.
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"What?!" Candace exclaimed and turned to Tara. "You cooked for him? Tara, you hate cooking."
"Exactly. Ask her why she cooked for him when she hates cooking." Janelle said and Candace turned to her with a raised eyebrow.
"Umm...Janelle, are you upset about the fact that she didn't tell you when she came back or the fact that she cooked for him?"
Candace said. "I don't think it’s wrong that she cooked for him. It simply means she likes him. At least she doesn't threaten to burn his ears like she does to James." Candace concluded and shrugged.
Janelle's jaw dropped. Candace wasn't helping.
"Well, the question should be; What was she doing there?"
"He's my neighbor, Janelle. Remember?" Tara said.
"Duh. You live three blocks away from him, Tara."
"So? He's my neighbor from three blocks away."
Tara said and shrugged.
The look from Candace and Janelle made her give up. "Okay! I went there to cook for him. He's a friend too. Besides, he's loaded, handsome and rich. I had to try my luck."
"Well, that won't be necessary. He's spoken for." Janelle said and dug into her food. Both ladies looked at her and blinked. That was a lie but Janelle was going to make them believe it
"By whom?" Candace asked.
"Well, if it’s the news going on social media about his affair with that bony actress, it's a lie. She confirmed it herself during her last interview.
"It’s not that one."
Janelle said. "It’s Tope."
"What?!" Both of them chorused.
Candace passed a glance at Tara and blinked. "You know, it’s wrong to give out wrong information, Janelle. I don't think Denzel would have anything to do with Tope."
Candace said and Janelle turned to her.
"Well, Denzel told me himself."
"Denzel told you?" Tara asked. Janelle simply nodded.
Candace whistled and picked up her glass of wine for a sip. Janelle joined in the move.
"That slut, Tope!"
Tara said.
"And you know she confirmed it. I met her at the mall yesterday and she said it just to spite me. Pffh! How ironic is that?"
Janelle knew she was bluntly lying and just for the record, she would never stand a minute with Tope.
"Very ironic. Are you sure, Janelle?" Candace, the very observant lawyer, said.
"Yes." Janelle said and swallowed.
Tara shrugged. "Well, I won't let that discourage me. Tope doesn't even have half of what I have. I'm hotter than she is and I won't make it to the top if I wasn't. Besides, I have you to tell me his likes and dislikes. So, cheers!" Tara said and raised her glass. Candace laughed and raised hers too. "Yea, baby! That's the Tara we all know!" She hailed.
Janelle fixed a stiff smile and lifted hers. But deep down, she was melting.
Janelle walked into his house again Two days later. One thing she liked about him, was that he never pushed her away for wanting to spend time with him. Since their childhood, Denzel had always been her best friend. Even after having two girlfriends, he was still her other best friend. The one who could talk with her for as long as she wants. He shut the door behind him and followed her to the living room. She turned around and sighed. He was in his sweat pants and was totally shirtless."I'm sorry. I know it’s late and I shouldn't be here but, I just needed to talk to someone." She said.He nodded, with his hands on his pockets. "Did you sneak out of the house again?" He asked. Denzel knew that attitude was still there.She shrugged. "Old habits die hard. I'm sorry, I know I'm causing an inconvenience." She sighed and sat on the sofa.He sat beside her. "What is it?""It’s James. He hasn't called. I'm worried
She blew offa frustrated sigh as she stepped out of her car the next morning, ignoring the greeting the maids gave to her on her way into the house. Why was it so hard to focus on her fiancé? Janelle tried to forget about what happened last night. Anyone would think that she had gotten a good night's sleep but it all had to do with a tall, light skinned handsome guy with a tattoo on his left arm and left chest, invading her thought all through the night. She paused at the bottom of the stairs and sighed, trying to get her mind at ease. It didn't help that he had to be the one to wake her up this morning with a tray of breakfast. That didn't help at all, because she had suddenly started getting the thought that perhaps, he could be this sweet to Tara.Stop being a bitch. She's your friend for crying out loud! She told herself."I can't believe this." She muttered to herself and walked up the stairs.James had
The door opened and Janelle's mum smiled her way into the room. Janelle, who was still busy with her designs, looked up from her mum and gave her a weak smile. She was still feeling very bad after her brief and disturbing encounter with Tope. The thought stuck with her even after Tara had assured her that it was nothing of the sort. Tara had always been good at making her feel better. And even after they had gone off to Candy's, she was of no help at all. She rolled her eyes and sat up reluctantly. It wasn't new to her anymore that her parents were early at home. Most times, they were hardly at home for close to a year. Her parents had their own businesses and had it going well for them. Her mum owned a fashion house and that's where Janelle got her talent and passion for fashion and clothes. Her father was a very popular owner of an oil company. It was going well for him too and he travelled most of the time. That's how t
"The baddest!" Douglas hailed on his way towards Denzel and James who were both sitting at the counter of their usual club. He just returned from China and it was time for a guys' night out since none of them had gotten any time to hang out much. Each was either busy or not in the country at the moment. Douglas – one of the Morgan twins, – walked into the club with his twin brother, Ethan. While Denzel hardly spent time with them, while they were growing up, Douglas would rather spend his time in his father's study. He preferred the four walls of an empire. The Morgan Empire that had been on for generations has continued to remain strong with the help of these four handsome bachelors; Denzel, James, Douglas and Ethan.They weren't identical so it was easy to tell from the Casanova to
Janelle was heartbroken, trying so hard to forget what she had seen in there. And it seemed like she was still hearing the moaning of both James and the bitch. She squeezed her eyes shut and covered her ears with her palms, so tight, her head was throbbing. But she still heard them. Moaning loudly like two wolves on a full moon. She turned around to leave, although a part of her wanted to walk in there and scream at them and possibly kill someone and face the consequence.But she walked away still. Her cellphone shook in her hands. She wanted to go downstairs and drink it all away, but she will have to pass the guys and Candace and her face will certainly give her away. She wasn't in the mood for some pity talk tonight. She pulled out her cellphone, thinking of whom to call. The only person she had always
James sighed and pulled out of her in content. She had filled him in a way he never could imagine. One thing he loved about Tope was her sexy ass body and her large ass. He didn't forget to add the fact that she was so good in bed. The last time he had felt this good was two weeks ago with a Chinese prostitute who had all it takes to take him to the top. Another had been a businesswoman, he had to seal a deal with. There was no way he could do that without having a go with his dumb and stupid secretary who coup give information at the sight of a big sized dick. One which he had. But, Tope reminded him of his former lover. That was the last time he had a long term lover. He could still feel her touch on his skin and yet she was way older than him. Way older. Yeah, she had a daughter. Someone he was still yet to find.
"Will you be fine?" Tara asked.Janelle nodded and forced a smile at her friend who had taken her home. Thankfully, her mother wasn't at home and Nana had provably gone to bed. "Yes, Tara. I'll be okay. Thank you for bringing me home.""Don't give me that face. The more you do that, the more I'm compelled to stay the night.""I'm not an invalid and I don't have an accident. I'm okay." She said and laughed. Tara smiled, though she wasn't convinced yet. And part of her wanted to stay back."Okay, I'm staying the night.""No, no. It's fine. I'm okay, really.""I'm not staying for you. I'm staying because I want to be here when James arrives so I can have a reason to break his nose; something I've been dying to do for years."Tara said and walked to the he'd, threw herself on it and sighed happily."Right. That's a very good way of showing your selfish love." Janelle said and joined
"Ma'am, you have a visitor." The tiny voice of one of the female maids, cut into Janelle's imagination and her hand stopped mid air while trying to get another design. She was going to design her own ball gown to wear after her church wedding, but the image kept getting blurry the more she tried to get it out. She turned to face the slim mid -twenties ebony beauty and blinked. It was a Saturday and she had made up her mind to stay in today and focus on her designs. There was still a while lot of dresses to make and she needed to make it up before her wedding. At least, that's why she had left all her wedding plans in the hands of a wedding planner. She glanced from her maid to the blank page with her lips forming an 'O' sign. Her neck ached and only God knows why. She winced, placed her palm
Candace turned to the bars from where she sat, looking out the small cut out window at the top of the small jail room. The window one could never see through no matter how tall you are. As if she would want to escape anytime soon. But the thought that Janelle was still alive and her mother was well again, gave her the urge to throw up. It wasn't like she wanted to receive visitors at all. But somehow, everyone seemed to be visiting her today of all days, as if each person wanted to be sure she was already behind bars or escaped. "What are you doing here? To be sure your daughter was living the life you always wanted?" She said to her mother, few hours ago when she came to visit. "You show up after so many years and it has to be at my lowly prison. How convenient, mother." She said, laying emphasis on the word 'mother'.Ireti shook her head
"Candace, what are you doing?" James asked. And for the first time, she saw fear in his eyes. The truth was obvious and it irritated the hell out of her."Oh, shut up, James." Candace said. "Don't act like you care about what I do with my life. Didn't you tell me yourself that you don't care?""Candace, we can talk about this like civilized people. Just let her go.""Civilized? What's the first thing you know about being civil? Nothing! You, James. You caused all of this. It could have been easy. All you had to do was love me, but you went ahead and put a ring on her finger!" The Detective gave his colleagues a sign to lay low. Candace turned from them to Tara, standing beside Seyi, using him for a shield. "You. I knew I should have slit your throat an hour ago. I knew there was something odd about you going upstairs to ease yourself.""But yo
Denzel sighed when he turned and half expected it to be someone his heart had been thinking of in a few days now. It happening to be James."Bonaparte, please." He said to the bartender who gave his most polite smile and turned to the lined up drinks on the shelf. James glanced at his cousin who silently ignored him and sipped his share of wine as though he were alone. None of them had spoken to each other since their awful fight and not like Denzel wanted it to be that way, but when James was acting like the big baby, the only solution was to let him be. "This is getting way too old, don't you think?" Denzel asked. James glanced at him, after receiving the glass of wine from the bartender with a nod. "Well, that depends."Denzel turned to him. "On what?" James shrugged."Listen, bruv this whole thing is too. . . We are w
“What do you mean she's missing?" Candace said over the phone. "I'm sure I spoke with her yesterday over the phone."Tara sighed. "Candy, I'm as confused as you are. I wish I had spoken to her too. What could have happened to her?""Wait. . .Nana said she left the house in a haste, right?" Candace asked. "Have they checked with James or Denzel? That's the only place she would be when something happened to her.""Denzel hadn't seen her either. He is as shocked as we both are."Candace raised an eyebrow, smirked and turned to look at the bleeding Janelle in front of her. The lady looked weak and could probably pass out any minute, but she won't allow it. "Wow. That's very odd." She said. Janelle slowly raised her head to look at Candace. The phone call was on speaker so Janelle could here how much everyone was searching for her. "Tara!" Janell
"Welcome back." The voice said to her as soon as she opened her eyes, looking around to take in her environment. The blurry face, smiling down at her, became clearer. "Must have been hard coming out of La la Land, huh? Let's play." She said. Janelle shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut. This must have been a big dream she would probably come out from.As if reading her thought, Candace chuckled. "Oh no, sugar. You aren’t dreaming.""It was all you? Everything that happened was all you?" Janelle's voice finally came back."Ah, thank God. You still have that smartness in you. At least Harvard wasn't a waste." Janelle looked up at her.Candace scoffed. "You can imagine. You even had to attend Harvard and I had to attend a boarding school in Nigeria. Who does that? If he didn't want me to be noticed, he should have taken me abroad, but a far different school from yours. No
JUST LAST NIGHT. . . Janelle rushed out of the house, ignoring the voice of her Catherine, calling her back into the house. This couldn't be happening, she thought struggling with her car keys as she stepped into the car, pulling out from behind and at the same time, honking impatiently at the security man who poked his head out the window post in fright as if to be really sure of what was happening. The gate opened as soon as he got the message. Catherine rushed to the side of Janelle's car, knocking desperately at the window and pleading with her to stop and come out. She couldn't really make out what her mother was saying and she didn't care to wait for it. As soon as she pulled into traffic, thinking back at what her mother had just told her. Janelle shook her head trying to shake off the words, but they seemed t
Denzel looked around the room as if to be sure there wasn't any intruder that shouldn't be in there and that earned a smile from Janelle who walked in before him. She turned around and laughed at him. He still had that serious and worried expression on his face. It was nice enough that her mother's let him come upstairs with her. James still insisted on driving her home, because obviously, he didn't want Denzel to do him the favors. But Janelle's mother had reminded him that he had an appointment with the court today and wouldn't want to be found as a suspect he isn't. But it wasn't hard to dismiss the story stare he passed his cousin. Janelle couldn't believe that she was the center of this feud. She hadn't signed up for this. She had never wanted to be the one to break such brotherly love. She knew how hard it had been for Denzel and James to finally
Denzel rushed to the pool as soon as one of the maids screamed and rushed into the house with eyes as wide as saucers. He panicked as soon as her body floated on the surface of the pool. The thought of the fact that she could be dead gave him shivers. Bad shivers, such that he dived in for her. At the sight of her body being pulled out with him, one of the maids fainted. Two of her friends tried to hold her up as well as resuscitate her. Denzel had no choice but to give Janelle mouth to mouth, while screaming her name to come back. He knew he couldn't afford to lose her now. Or ever. Not even like this. Why hadn't he come earlier? He felt uncomfortable leaving her alone at the house that night, but she had refused to go with him to see James. And as soon as he came into the house, she was nowhere around. Her body was still warm to touch and he moved right into action.&
"Tara, abeg nau. Just help me get it from the house." Janelle whined over the phone, pouting with her lower lip pulled out like a five year old. As if Tara could see her.Even of she could. That lady was not of this planet. She definitely did not have a heart. She thought. Tara groaned over the phone. "But is it not your house? Why are you finding it hard to go get your iPad yourself?"She let out a loud breath through her nostrils, sucking her upper lip with her tongue and rolled her eyes. "You're not making this easier for me, Tara." The model from the other line laughed out loud. "Okay, I've heard you. But, nawa for you sha oo. All you just have to is walk in there, call their bluff and simply take what you want to take and leave there.""I'm not ready to listen to anyone just yet.""Now, why do I have the f