WRITER'S POV “Here! Taste this, you will like it,” Tracey offered. Veronica opened her mouth wide and she threw in some sandwiches. “You two don't eat it all without us!” Elsie yelled behind them from the canopy shed. “I thought you wanted to maintain this figure for your fans?” Gail asked Elsie. “So what? I am allowed to add a few pounds,” Elsie retorted. “Then your fans will be mad and unfollow you.” “Hey! How can you say that!” Elsie fumed. “Oh-oh. Is that an angry bird?” Gail taunted. In a sweep, she took to her heels knowing exactly what was coming next. As expected Elsie chased after her threatening to kill her if she caught her. Veronica and Tracey exchanged looks and busted into laughter. When Tracey's phone rang, she stepped aside to take her call. “I will be back,” she flashed Veronica a smile before stepping aside. Veronica closed her eyes, drinking in the freshness of the gentle breeze. She had reconciled with her friends and they were cooler and clo
VERONICA I drove speedily in my newly acquired McLaren Artura. My father's twenty-second birthday gift to me. The road was free as if it knew of my desire to roar through it without restrictions and with open arms it welcomed me. The wind rushed through the open window and swept across my face soothingly. I felt like I could fly. In my own little world of adventure, I was beyond thrilled. But more than anything, the thought of where I was headed had the adrenaline inside of me pumping harder. Being a daughter to the owner of one of the biggest companies in the town came with the advantage. I got all I wanted materially, a doting father and a loving mother. An extra of it was my super annoying sister, Matilda. Although she could be sweet when she wanted to be. And there was Vincent, my boyfriend. My Vin. What else could I have possibly ever wanted again? Anyone could say I had an almost perfect life. So I thought too. “Vin? Vin?” I called on getting to Vincent's house. I alwa
LAWRENCE “Dude! That shawty got a nice arse huh...” Charley, my friend commented excitedly as we watched the ladies dance in the club. “Mmhh, nice arse, really...” Carl added and had another sip of his whiskey. I just watched in silence occasionally taking sips from my glass of wine. ‘Hey, Lawrence, you are oddly quiet today...what is going on your head?” Carl asked, his voice pitched high as he tried to match the loud the music in the club. “Yes, and why did he wanted us to not stay in the VIP section today, very unlike our Lawrence...” Carlos added smugly. “When have I ever been a noisemaker like you guys?” I said, keeping my gaze at the pretty ladies on the dance floor. They all laughed. My friends were right. Being the heir of a conglomerate family gave me the audacity to live the kind of life a lot of people was only able to dream about. I never gave two fuvk about anything or anyone in the world and only lived to enjoy my life. Father and mother had always wanted me to jo
VERONICA “What?! Marry Lawrence Williams? That infamous playboy? Mom! Dad! You can’t be serious right now!” I l flipped out when my parents told me I had to marry the infamous playboy son of a conglomerate family. “Veronica, this is the only way...we must save our company. The company is going under, the company is in debts, we can’t afford to pay the workers anymore and lots of accumulated loan to be paid...” “Dad, is there no other way?” It wasn’t only that I was being arranged to some playboy in a marriage but heavens! I had a boyfriend I cherished a lot. How could mother and father do this to me. “You think I didn’t look all nook and cranny before coming to this decision?” Dad’s voice was strained and his eyes weary from lack of sleep. Mom was quiet just like that day. I knew they wouldn’t have easily made the decision... I knew it was only fair I helped my parents to stop our company from going under...I knew all that but why did it have to be me...why... “No, I can’t marry
ARISE NEWS CORPORATION. A lady presented a file to an older woman. The older woman looked at her with a bit of disgust before she reluctantly collected the file from the lady. “Ma’am, the director sent this as exclusive as it concerned Chairman Williams of Williams Group and the Las Group...” Hearing that it concerned Chairman Williams of Williams Group and Las Group immediately got the disgust in her face to disappear. “Oh, the director sent this...” “Yes ma’am. His secretary sent it over minutes ago.” “Minutes ago? And why am I just getting it now?” she raised her voice a bit. The younger lady dipped her head and apologized. “I’m sorry ma’am.” “Go.” She shooed her away before she opened the file. If she must get the promotion she sorely craved, then she knew she had to do more than just suck up to the director to make it happen fast. “Oh my world!” she literally screamed as her eyes read through the content of the file she had been given. “How can this be...” she muttered i
VERONICA It was my wedding day. I had still thought it was all a joke and at some point, I had even laughed the imagination of it off but standing before the gigantic mirror in the wedding preparation room starring at myself in it, cladded in a long flowing white sparkling wedding dress and a face I struggled a bit to recognize as mine, it all began to register in my head. I must say I looked quite pretty in my make over and all. “How is it? do you like it?” my stylist snuck up behind me and asked with anxious expectant eyes. For every woman, this was supposed to be their happiest day or maybe one of it but for me, this was my worst day. Getting married to a man I not only barely knew but a man I could say I detested. A playboy. My friends were still super mad at me, my boyfriend had walked out on me days back with a disappointed look that scared the shit out of me and here I was being shoved into the den of a lion. “Ma’am? Ma’am?” The voice of the stylist pulled me back from my
VERONICAA not-so large gathering was allowed for the wedding ceremony where only those allowed in was strictly on invitation bases. After I changed into an equally pretty red dress, I sat down in my seat. A toast was made and the huge cake was cut by me and Lawrence. Followed by gifts, gifts and gifts. A lot of them. Unfortunately, I didn’t care about any of them gifts.My eyes kept darting around, there were a lot of rich men and women of affluence present. A good number of them I usually see in the television. Dad had me say Hello to some of them. Gosh, I smiled until my cheeks nearly peeled off!Of course, the media was allowed in to take the full coverage of the wedding. They were just everywhere, capturing just anything happening. I doubted they would miss a thing that happened. I imagined the headlines...the infamous playboy married. I couldn’t begin to imagine the looks of his crushes and the women he played around with.Chairman Williams stood up to give a speech. He looked el
VERONICA “Here ma’am, what you asked for.” Catherine handed me an album. A picture album of the Williams family. After what I observed in the dining table, I became curious. There was something cold going on that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. I was fully aware every family had their issues, imagine how much issues there will be in a conglomerate family. “Thank you, you may leave.” I discharged her as I took the album and walked into a room. I sat on the bed and opened the picture album. An elderly man and woman first met my eyes. “Mr Williams and his wife....” Lawrence grand-parents, now late. According to stories in the internet, it was known that Mr Williams and Lawrence’s father, Max, now Chairman Williams had jointly found the Williams group of companies. They had started out small with only the construction company and grew the company big. After the death of Mr Williams, Max Williams, his first son and co-founder had taken over and became chairman of the Williams group