Two months later
Kene was finally back home and of course he was getting better, the injuries he sustained from the accident were already healing up, but he was yet to recover his memory. He didn't even remember he had kids and I didn't bother mentioning it to him, I've been keeping him at arm's length since he came home with Tatiana, yeah that psycho. Talking about the kids, I'm just glad they have been found. Every morning I woke up with relief knowing my kids were safe with my father.
Thanks to Ada, yeah the crazy one. We were able to trace the kidnappers Tatiana probably hired with the help of an insider. I'm still shocked Ada still has a good blood in her, well people change, but what made Ada actually change ? I smiled in relief, we did the DNA test of the triplets and it marched correctly with Kene's. He was the father of those kids, an amazing thing. But the most amazing thing was that Niyi absolutely confessed, he narrat
"Wow, what a good storyteller" Tatiana said as she came into the kitchen, still clapping her hands. I have feeling she must have been outside for a while."Tatiana, enough of this. Stay out of this. I'm here discussing with my wife. Whatever she tells me is not of your business, I asked for it and I choose to believe it." Kene said, facing Tatiana.I watched Tatiana as she moved round the kitchen, I could read the anger in her eyes."What am I? I'm I not your wife too?" she asked Kene.I felt tempted to scream 'No' but I had to restrain the urge."I don't know, that's what you told me, that is what you made me believe,""But I don't think I can stoop so low to marry a second wife, I know our daughter looks exactly like me, but what I don't understand is how,""The truth is I don't trust you Tatiana, I don't know why but
Years later."Mum, I need your help over here, please. I have a speech to deliver on Social's day. " Tami my sixteen years old daughter shouted.I chuckled softly as I gently untangled myself from Kene's hold. He groaned in protest."Anytime I am enjoying my wife's company, that little girl keeps disturbing." he moaned."Stop acting like a big baby," I whispered, pecking him on his lips."And you know she hates it when you call her little." I whispered, slapping his hands that were cupping my breasts away.I walked out of our room barefooted, heading over to my daughters room to have a mother to daughter conversation with her. She was probably about to tell my crush.I believe parents, most especially mothers are meant to and should establish a good communication channel with their children. They must be able to express
Jobs! One of the things that were hard to get in Nigeria was a job. My heart kept beating fast as I awaited my interview, in a few minutes time I will be called into the CEO's office and that scared me senselessly. Unlike others applicants, my interview was different. I was to be interviewed by the CEO of Ian's company, since I applied for the position of a personal secretary.I looked around the waiting room, shivering a bit. I glanced around with an impatient frown on my face. A young man in grey tuxedo came in, holding tightly to a newspaper. I could see his face was striking. The wide cheek bones and sensuous lips were noticeable. His eyebrows and lashes were as dark as his hair. I couldn't help but imagine, does he have wife? Or was he engaged? My curiosity was just aroused.Then unexpectedly, he looked up and our eyes met. His eyes didn't have a moody or bored look. They were sharply alert, a tremour ran through my spine at
In spite of the rate of unemployment in the country, I still got a job and not just an ordinary job. A job in one of the top five companies in Nigeria. A personal secretary to Mr Ian, the CEO of the well known Ian's companies. The man who has chains of a plethora of businesses in Nigeria.After an hectic preparation of making sure I was looking smoking hot for the club's outing and getting things ready for tomorrow's resumption. I was ready to go out to party.I was wearing a silver glittering mini gown and a black knee strap boots, with my black hair running down my shoulders in a curly wave. I applied a dark red lipstick to my lips to touch up my makeup. I looked perfect, the eyeliner brought out my almond shaped eyes. I flipped my hair over my right shoulder.I looked smoking hot, I giggled as I practiced seduction."It's time to party." I muttered under my breath.
Reluctantly I pulled into the parking space and dragged my feet all the way in the front door of the gaping company tower. Ian and Co was boldly written at the frontal part of the massive looking company. Thanks to Chi who allowed me to make use of her car when mine developed an unforeseen fault this morning, or else I would not have been able to get to the company as early as this.A couple of staffs stood talking in the lobby as I opened the door, conversation instantly stopped as they artlessly stared at me as I entered. I kept walking with my head raised high, I continued through the foyer and into the open area of the so called main office, as soon as people saw me, a collective hush grew. I suddenly wished I could melt into the floor. I walked cautiously to the CEO's office, ignoring the alarming look on the secretary's office as she tried to stop me."Good morning, Mr Ian." I said breaking into his thoughts.
Two weeks later."I think Mr Ian is just jealous or he has an issue with Mr Adams," I said to Chi, as she kept chewing slices of breads and mayonnaise."I agree with that, or maybe he doesn't really know the actual meaning of flirting. Maybe you need to teach him." Chi replied with her mouth full."He has been getting on my nerves for days, when he's not my boyfriend, he's just too possessive, he keep forgetting he is just my boss,""Anytime he sees me talking to one of the male workers, he then starts crucifying me. I think he's bipolar cause what else explains his mood swings." I shouted, complaining bitterly to Chi."See just leave that man, at least he's paying you. But maybe he likes you." She replied me winking."Are you serious? Chi, please don't make me laugh. What does he want to like about me? We have fine girls, rich d
I left home after calling Mr Adams back to inform him I wouldn't be able to make it due to some unforeseen circumstances, I could sense the disappointment in his voice, but there was nothing I could do.Chi tried to convince me not to go making different thoughts and opinions, most especially scary ones. But I ignored her, she left when she realised I wasn't going to listen to her. I stared widely at Ian's huge mansion, hoping I didn't make a mistake coming here.I felt out of place as I proceeded to step in, a young man in black suit stepped out before I could even get closer."Follow me ma'am." he said in a rich baritone voice.I followed the man into the compound, my mouth opened wide on its own accord, the mansion was beautiful, like too magnificent. It spelt sophistication. I just hoped I won't get lost.Men in black suits could be seen standing at differen
I avoided Mr Ian completely after the hot forbidden kiss we shared last week, how was I supposed to face him, maybe act like nothing happened between us, was that even possible? I kissed my boss, I freaking kissed my boss, not like I initiated it but I somehow initiated it. I've been hiding since morning, most especially in the ladies powder room, making sure I didn't cross paths with Mr Ian."What have you been up to? " a voice asked behind me, I flinched in fear with my heart racing fast."You are acting as if you have been seeing a ghost." The voice which belonged to the receptionist added."Thelma!" I exclaimed."For crying out loud, what is wrong with you?" I whispered yelled."Do you just go about scaring people?" I asked in anger.She raised an eyebrow, rolling her eyes with an I don't care attitude.&
I honestly haven't imagined falling in love before and I never planned to fall in love with Sandra. She has been running through my mind all day. It was so unusual and also unbelievable. It is like seeing a ten foot giant falling down with just a slight push.Who would have ever thought or imagined, do playboys and cassanova's fall in love. The realization was quiet shocking. I kept noticing her beauty everyday, I looked forward to speaking to her everday. She lightens up my mood, she makes me laugh than I usually do. I can not really explain the excitement I get when she starts up a conversation with me. She was still bothered about her dad and mum's break up, but I was glad she was taking it well, like she has come to accept it. I really care about Sandra now, I know I will soon be leaving their house, I already started having a longing feeling.If this was truly the feeling of love I think I like it already. I felt high and
Harmattan came so fast this year. The wind kept on blowing dusts around. The weather was cold, my lips kept getting dry and I licked it at intervals. Sandra and I were taking a public transport to her parents home, Alex was already there waiting for us."A lip gloss will help out than you licking it every seconds," Sandra said, glaring at me. I chuckled softly, watching her closely, one thing I noticed was that this lady keeps getting beautiful each day.I smiled widely, biting my dry lips. Christmas was in a few weeks time. I was spending this week with Alex's family. And they were spending next week with I and my family, that was simply friendship goals. I got transferred to a private school successfully, thanks to my dad. So I have no problem with the scorpion cultism group, they could go and look for another asset for all I care."Why are you smiling Dumbi?" Sandra asked, raising an eyebrow
I didn't even bother waiting for weekend before I left school, yeah things were already getting bad. I could hardly move around school without sensing I was being watched. I knew I had to do something before it got worst.Mum was kind of shocked to see me at home during the weekends, she thought I came to inform her about another baby mama, but when she saw the stressed look on my face she immediately called the doctor, assuming I was sick."Mum, you do should have called Doctor Baileys, I am not sick." I drawled out face palming."But you look sick to me, your body temperature is a little bit higher than normal to me." She replied, rubbing my temples"But mum, that does not mean I am sick." I whisphered."No, at all. I am not accepting your words, not until Doctor Baileys confirms you are healthy." Mum said with a final note."Alright mum, where is dad
I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, I was kind of excited and happy, I and Sandra has gotten more closer than before surprisingly."I have been noticing something about you Dumbi, recently." Alex said, looking at me weirdly. I rolled my eyes at him."Alex, please what are you noticing." I asked, buttoning up the black shirt I just wore."It is surprising me though, most time you act like a lady on her periods. It is unusual to see you this happy." Alex replied."Is it not a good thing to be happy?" I asked."Of course it is," He replied."Anyways, we are going to the beach today, will you love to come with us?" he asked."We? As in you and who?" I asked instead.He faced palmed and I rolled my eyes."Sandra and I of course." he replied."Oh! That is fine. I w
My mind hasn't been at rest since last night, the pictures on Sandra's what's App status haunted my dreams through out the night, I was not even able to get enough sleep, plus I did not even know when I fell asleep. Last night was just short, like just too short. Maybe we had a longer day and a shorter night yesterday. I stretched fully on my soft plush bed. Yawning loudly."Just swallow us, do you hear?" Alex said out loud.I chuckled instead of replying him."I thought you were never going to wake up, sleep has spoilt you." Alex taunted.I rolled my eyes, as I sat up on my bed."Alex!" I exclaimed loudly."What!" he responded, chuckling loudly."Were you not supposed to say Good morning." I scolded with a frown on my face."See this one, you will tell me the day you turned to my mummy
"Dumbi." Sandra called, but I didn't dare look back. I just continued walking faster. I was really surprised to see her outside the class. It was clearly obvious she has been waiting for me, for a long time. I just wasn't in the mood to talk or listen to her. Alex keeps telling me I am being childish, but who cares."Dumbi just give me five minutes of your time," she yelled out.I sighed heavily before pausing, I turned around to face her."Okay, just five minutes. Nothing more." I said, crossing my arms around my chest."Thank you." she whisphered, I let my gaze rove over her. I did not like what I was seeing at all. She was wearing a baggy shorts and an over sized T shirt."I'm so sorry Dumbi for what I said to you last time, I seriously don't know what came over me the other day. I simcerely apologize. Please don't be mad at me." she whisphere
Few weeks later.Going back home every weekends has become part of me, that being the reason why I am at home right now."Dumbi!" My dad called, appearing at my doorsteps."I'm coming, just give me a seconds or even a minute." I replied, getting up to change my clothes.I followed my dad all the way downstairs, looking up to his head, I could see he already dyed it again. Well this man has been refusing to grow old."We are expecting some visitors today," Dad said as we both walked down the stairs."What type of visitors?" I asked curiously."And whose visitors are they?" I asked again, pausing at the last stair case."Maybe August visitors, or how do you people call it. But do you remember Tara Gold?" Dad asked."Yes, I do remember her, what does she has to do with the visitors?" I
You know one thing people say about falling in love, they say it is the best thing that ever happened to them. But then why do people who were once in love divorced, is it that love is like a drug that wears of or something. This one that everyone around me are falling in love.Yeah, I and Sandra has been at loggerheads at each other. We rarely see each other face to face, we were like fire and water, we must not cross paths.I left my room having it in mind I was going to a pepper soup joint to enjoy life. The pepper soup joint wasn't a cheap restaurant, one has to spend a lot. Mostly, only the rich go there to eat."Dumbi for the girls," A voice called out as I stepped foot into the restaurant. The restaurant as this touch of homely, welcoming look. Christmas decorations were already over it. It was a beautiful sight to behold.I looked closely at the guy, and real
The love sickness or should we call it the love flu seems to be affecting all my friends. But not me, what is love? To me love is stupid. How can you tell me you fell in love? You mean you fell stupidly in love.Love was not for me, but ladies were for me."Dumbi," My mum called out loudly.I groaned loudly, she was probably about to send me on an errand as usual. Just leave it to mum to never stop disturbing me, I removed my ear phones that were plugged into my ears, I got up from bed slugglishly, being the last born in the family has its good and bad. The good was that you get to enjoy a lot of love and lots of pampering. But the bad was that you get to do stuffs like, doing house duties and chores, run errands and all other annoying stuffs. I jogged down the stairs, after making sure I tied the strings of my joggers tightly."Dumbi!"my mum yelled again, well Nigerian mothers has this habit o