BEYOND HER DREAMS {A Nigerian Romance} ✔️

*Third pov* The loud bang on the iron door woke Sola up, startled. Clara must have arrived. She thought. Clara was a very impulsive young lady and she did things without considering the consequences.  Sola remembered how heartbroken Clara had been when a boyfriend of hers, Gideon, who she hadn't even been faithful to, had decided to break off their relationship.  Sola had had to put up with Clara's abnormally rude behavior just because she had been dumped by her boyfriend. But eventually Clara had overcame the dark times of her life and Sola didn't want Clara making the same mistakes over and over again.  She got up and quickly and straightened the bed before leaving the room. She got to the parlour to meet Clara sitting wide-legged on the sofa, counting the cash in her hands with ridiculous seriousness.

 'tonight I might fall in love,.. Depending on how you hold me...I'm glad that I'm coming down..Don let no one come control me..Keep dancing and call it love.. She fighting but falling slowly..If ever you are in doubt, remember what mama told me.. Brown skin girl...Your skin just like pearls...The best thing in the world...I'll never trade you for anybody else...Brown skin gir–—' My singing was interrupted by the loud bang on the door. I was sure it was Clara. My troublesome best friend.I unplugged my headphones and left the kitchen where I'd been making dinner while listening to music to pass

*sola* I stood stock still. Frozen. Shocked. I still couldn't believe someone had been here witnessing my embarrassing situation. My eyes and face were still burning hard but I was so shocked I didn't know how to react.  His hand that was holding the little hand wash bottle was stretched to me. I stared at it. It was like I was frozen. Couldn't move. Then he spoke.  "Take it" that voice, a rich baritone that was clear as day and husky at the same time. I gulped and jumped in to action.  I grabbed the bottle, turned back to the basin and started washing the hell out of my face.  After about ten minutes, I started to feel my face cool down. I opened my eyes, they felt sore an

*sola*  My head was swimming, I didn't know how to react as I stared at the man in front of me."Can we take a sit over there and talk?" he asked. Looking expectantly at me.Before I could form any reply to give him, Clara was in front of me.  "Alex, did you come here to talk to me? Oh my gosh I'm so flattered, let's go take a sit" But Alex remained where he was, never taking his eyes off me as he replied Clara."I came to see Sola. Not you." His voice was firm, Like before. That voice alone could make a grown woman melt.  Mr Ben came forward looking shocked and flustered at Alex. Every other staffs were also gathered around, Looking at him like he was some kind of trophy or diamond. It made me very conscious of myself."Mr.. Mr Williams. It's an honor to have you dine at our humble restaurant." said Mr Ben, shaking

*Alex*  I glanced at Sola as I spoke to my business associates from south Africa. I was talking with someone on the phone but my mind was on the terrified looking lady that was sitted beside me. Funny how she looked like a nervous virgin on her wedding night. I wanted to chuckle, but I didn't. I didn't want to embarrass her further."Yeah, okay. Thank you." I replied to the man on the phone and hastily cut the phone, dumping it carelessly into my pocket.   "Alex, I need to tell...""Shhh... Don't worry about any issues, you're completely safe with me." I replied huskily. "Well.. Um.. That's not.."   I didn't let her finish as I pulled her into my Laps and locked her lips onto mine. I was so eager to touch her and make love to her, I couldn't reason with my brain that this might turn out to be a bad idea for me later.