DANIEL
"I'm glad you're okay now." Daniel soothed. His eyes containing so much care and softness.
"It's just a minor accident. Don't worry."
Daniel nodded with a worried face. He took a quick glance around the room before planning to move.
"I'll take my leave now" He muttered but as he reached for the door knob..
"Daniel..." He paused in his steps to stare. "Thank you for coming."
A small grin parted his lips. "Get well soon. Mr Clinton." He nodded again before exiting the room. Walking worriedly amidst the nurses that held one thing or the other,some were busy attending to patients with hearty smiles and kind gesture but all these things he were oblivious to,rather thinking about his boss's accident. He had heard he was in a car crash this morning,he couldn't help but at least visit and thank Goodness it wasn't something trivial to worry about.
He stepped outside with a sigh yet optimistic of a speedy recovery. He glanced across the street,looking from his right to left enjoying the view of the buildings and it's people yet his mind tousled on thoughts of his joblessness. As he made to board a cab his eyes fell on her,the beautiful golden brown haired lady,voice like fine silk,the one and only famous actress. Zoey Johansson. But his enchanted smile disappeared abruptly when he noticed the plasters sporting different places on her face. She was about to enter a black Porsche that parked close to the hospital but he didn't waver. He jogged towards her direction hastily.
"Zoey!" He raised his voice loud enough for her to hear. He could notice the obvious uneasiness she displayed as he reached her but why?. He couldn't understand this eyes cloaked in distant fear,this uneasiness of hers.
"Are you okay?"
He asked with so much care and concern that it almost made her just cry in his arms and be comforted by the warmth of his broad chest but nay, she held herself back scared at the distant stare Gray gave from his car.
"What happened?" He asked,popping his face closer with his hand resting on her shoulder. Her breath were becoming unsteady gradually. Slowly succumbing to hyperventilation. The embarrassment,the fear,Gray,everything seemed to be heightened and choking at the same time.
"Zoey?" He called again noticing her senses were failing her, she looked like one whose vision resigned to dimness with every second that passed.
Daniel knew certainly something was wrong. He recalled this face of hers when they first met. This sadness, discrete fear, the familiar feeling of depression!,plus the plasters that clicked to most part of her face.
An accident,No!. If it was,she certainly wouldn't look like someone feeling pathetic. Then what will it be?,he asked himself.
"Get away from her!" He heard the voice. That manly,overly jealous,gruffy voice that growled behind his back. If he didn't know better,this anger stricken face looked familiar. Nevertheless,his stance and courage failed him from the dominating aura this man had.
He stood there like a helpless fool watching in horrific awe as this young man roughly grabbed her by the arm towards his Porsche, whilst he was angered at the helpless eyes of Zoey that all he could do was to curl his hands into a fist.
"Something is wrong!" He whispered to himself as the car drove past him with an alarming speed. Those eyes of hers were that of terror and trauma and it hurt him badly he couldn't do anything for her at that moment.
"Zoey Johansson...." He typed on his phone. "No!" He stopped, immediately deleting his search.
"Zoey Johansson's relationship?" He clicked on the search button and behold if he was surprised it would be the many photos that popped on the screen.
"Gray Robertson" He mumbled,repeatedly rubbing his jaw. Now he remembered why the face was so familiar. He is the son of famous billionaire family,the Robertson's. But the Gray Robertson he met today was a jerk and perhaps a thing of fear for Zoey. He dug further with his research,and the more he knew the more his conclusion were solid.
This anonymous person Zoey loves was no other than Gray Robertson and he his no fool to not know things were ugly between both of them.
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ZOEY
"That same man again..."
Gray uttered as they both alighted from his car.
She sobbed within,still broken at the last image that replayed in her head before she fell unconscious. She still couldn't believe Gray could smash a glass across her face and yet he didn't feel any remorse for his actions. He gracefully took her to an hospital for her injuries and yet never uttered a word of apology and there was Daniel. A man who doesn't even know much about her caring so deeply at the plasters he saw.
"Not even an apology?" She stood rooted by the car side while he stopped few meters away from her. His face only shot blankness,a grimaced face showing no remorse.
"You almost killed me Gray. What if it was something worse...what if.....what if I had died?" She tried yelling but her voice and body were too weak to support her resolve. He rolled his eyes with a little hair escaping his lips.
"You used to be so loving,caring and now... you're just a shadow of yourself. What changed?"
She asked the same question he had always refused to pay answer too.
And for the first time in months he gave her a sincere look making her almost glimmer in hope.
"I'm tired of this relationship but I have no choice,do I?. When my family are so much inclined in me getting married to you neither are you helping matters too. Still clinging tightly to your love for me. You're a good person Zoey but that lovely person you fell in love with is long gone." He finished calmly,adjusting his well fitted suit before heading to the mansion.
The hot tears that escaped her eyes were no hurting compared to the throbbing pain she received from her chest.
"That's a lie Gray!. Say you love me!,Say it!!" She raised her voice as he headed for the entrance door.
He stopped in his tracks with his back facing her.
"The earlier you accept the truth,the better." He adjusted his perfectly fitted suit again before disappearing into the building.
It was like a picture of the man she loves fading away from her. Her legs failed her as she cried painfully. She just couldn't bring herself to accept his words,she preferred the Little light of hope that Gray was lying,that little light where he confesses just how much he loves her....
That little light.
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Daniel walked on the garden were they first met. At that time he was depressed,already hopeless on this forsaken life but even when she still had her own problems she managed to comfort him,to give him hope. The hope,the comfort, he failed at giving her. And now,as he walked towards that same sit furious at his uselessness.
He halted abruptly in his tracks. His eyes fell on her,again she was on that same chair. That same hood and glass.
"Coffee..." She heard the comforting voice say as he handed her the cup. She looked up to see his smile,that happy smile that never failed at giving her joy. She could have ignored him and just disappear but for the coffee.
"What happened?" He asked as he joined her. His question suddenly flashing the ugly memory in her head. It brought a new version of pain in her chest making her forget for a moment Daniel was still beside her.
"It's was an accident." She started in a slow whispery manner. "It happened during a shoot." She lied plainly to his face and obviously the look portrayed on his face showed he wasn't buying it.
"The look I saw on your face..." He wriggled his head,taking his eyes off her momentarily. "Plus that man's roughness. Gray Robertson,is it?. I know it's not an accident."
Her hands clenched tightly;one on the plastic cup and the other against her skin. She didn't want him to get suspicious or any idea of her woeful predicament. So she faked a frown with her tone coming out harsh.
"I said it was an accident!"
He sighed choosing silence and gulping his coffee.
"How are you feeling now?" He asked in a soothing voice.
"Much better. Thank you." She mumbled while her eyes danced aimlessly around the open space.
"Is it him?" He asked,she stared at him. "This someone you love."
She nodded slowly taking her coffee alongside.
"Did he do this to you?" He asked while he held her gaze. Her eyes widened instantly!,even after lashing out he still didn't believe her lies.
"No." She glared at him in response.
"I am no fool,Zoey. I don't know what he did to you but I do know he's the cause of this. Your eyes says it all." He answered knowing fully well she was lying.
"My eyes can be quite deceiving. Stop saying stuffs you don't know." She retorted clenching her fist tighter.
"Your eyes can be deceiving to the others but not me. I can read them." He said in a calm voice removing not his gaze on her.
"And when did you start prying into my issues?." She retorted with a glare. "I just told you,he has nothing to do with this. I fell into an accident, that's all." She defended. He was trying to help,she knows but she was scared he could reveal the ugly side of Gray to the world. A truth that will be scandalous for both her family, Career and for Gray.
"At least I'm saying this for your safety. Just know,that any man who commits this kind of atrocious act has no love but hatred and if you keep walking down this path..." He stood up. "You will regret it." She gasped upon hearing him and he didn't even bother waiting for a response cos he had left her.
SEVERAL WEEKS LATERDANIEL"Daniel!. I've been waiting for you. What took you so long?" Mr. Clinton dropped the file in his hands on his desk as the young ebony entered into his office."I was uhm....I was occupied with some issues." He lied. Back to the morning,he was sleeping lazily on his rickety bed when his boss's call came in. Idris had gone for his daily business,he had to clean the whole room,take a bath and face a bit of traffic before arriving at his boss's.Mr. Clinton pinched the area between his eyebrow before resigning to his swivel chair, beckoning Daniel to have a seat too."First of,I would like to say a big thank you for the care you showed me during my recovery. It means a l
DANIEL"Ehhh Daniel!....." Said the cheerful voice of the man most probably in his late forties as he welcomed his partner to join him on his coffee table with a wide grin."Comment allez-vous?" He asked once Daniel had resigned to the seat opposite his.Daniel lifted an eyebrow before letting out a light sigh."I think I'm doing great Charles,thank you." He answered. It's been basically two months now that he's arrived Paris. He's first week was a tough one for him,he missed New York, it's people,his African friends at the quarter and most especially,Idris. Talk about the mode of dressing,their language which he found hard to understand yet intriguing, or the wonderful delicacies his taste buds struggled to adapt to. The rest of the weeks he spent them meeting with Charles Louis,his co-worker whom Mr. Clinton had promised, in preparation for this magazine they were going to shoot in the coming months. At first
DANIEL"Oh,I see both of you know each other already. Very good!" Louis chirped,interjecting their moment with a graceful smile as his eyes wandered between the two.Daniel cleared his throat in response while his eyes stayed glued to her face. One could tell he was just as shocked as she was. He never really thought of the possibility of meeting her again considering their last encounter ended on a bad note but here she is,glowing in her ever graceful beauty and also the lead model of this magazine.Curse fate!."Hmmm,tell me,how,where,did you guys meet?" Louis shot a mischievous smile at both of them,rubbing his palm slowly as he mumbled. Daniel rolled his eyes."Louis if you'll please excus
ZOEYIt just can't be sheer coincidence that Daniel was staying in the same hotel,Hôtel Britannique,with her. It was fate!. As she closed the door behind her,hopping to the bed with a sweet smile written all over her face she thought of the evening's walk she shared with him; The brief visit to the El Louvre Grand Cafe,walking hand in hand across the street of Rue de Rivoli amongst the hustling crowd,the jovial conversation they shared and most especially,the way he took photos of every beautiful thing that came across his way,talking lengthy about the beauty Paris beholds.She lay on her king-size bed staring at the beautiful lights that hung from the ceiling with only one scene replaying in her head; The moment when he asked to make tomorrow special for her. She bit her lower lip excitedly,just thinking about his soothing tone and the kindness in those brown irises of his made her anticipate.
ZOEYZoey wasn't expecting much from Daniel, to be precise; She's toured most parts of Paris and was certain no matter where Daniel took her to,it would be one of those places she's visited. But as they rode past the first arrondissement on his powerful bike that gave a commanding roaring sound at every increase in pace,her mind was completely blown away just at the sight of scenery she was viewing on the open roads. She enjoyed the warm air that swarm across her body especially her hair,the sweet scent of his cologne,the occasional sight of hustling tourist craze obsessed with tourist centers and of course the Parisian women that walked the street,adhering to their simple yet exquisite style of clothing. One thing she knew about Paris for sure was that less is more!. They see beauty in the most simplest things. She closed her eyes again exchanging calm breaths with the fast pacing wind that swoop past them. She grunted in silence when she
DANIEL"Good work everyone,good work!" Daniel watched in admiration as Director Louis cheered. He walked about showing appreciations and showering praises on the crew and Models for their efforts. It was quite a reliever for Daniel too as today marks shooting an end of a major scene. It's been several months they've been preparing this project owned under Elle magazines and he was at least glad he achieved two things;he didn't disappoint his boss and he made a friend. Zoey. As her thoughts crossed his mind he took a glimpse of the beauty smiling happily amidst her fellow casts obviously commending each other's efforts. Ever since that day which occurred months ago, they've grown to become fond of each other. A smile played on his face when he remembered Zoey's consistent promise to return his cardigan she borrowed a night out for coffee which she failed at horribly. He'd insisted on her keeping it but she was persistent too yet this cardigan
ZOEYApart from the sweet aroma that filled the air in the kitchen,her phone's constant vibration and pitching ringtone kept disturbing their little moments together. Though Daniel might not have shown it but she was certain he was getting really uncomfortable with her phone buzzing,hence she switched it off. Deciding on answering complementary greetings later. She watched in admiration as he hummed to the classic music that blared from the parlour while he handled the Jollof rice. Passionately turning the elegant delicacy garnished with fine carrots and peas uniquely displaying their bright colours with that of the food's redness. He danced stylishly to the other cooker. There was a sleek black frying pan on the gentle blue fire brimming from the cooker. She watched in wonder as he flipped the plantains with his large sleek spoon frying amidst the hot oil to it's other side in order to stop it from burning."You just wan
ZOEY As they walked hand in hand on the street of Champs Élysées avenue in the starry night filled with people and cars touring the road,Daniel was layered with a black coat buttoned to the top complementing his stylish light green sneakers on his fitting blue jeans. Likewise her,a stylish white coat,a small red bag decorated with orbital white spots on a pair of black trouser and a pair of light green ankle boots as the finishing touch.Maybe Daniel is not so perfect after all. Although he's always jovial and has this warming aura around him,he too has a dark side. In fact everyone has a dark side but the fact that he chose to share his innermost pains with her was because he considered her a friend,a true one. But what does she think of him?,a friend or something more. Either ways she thirsted to know. He's been the only person that put a true smile on her face during these months in Paris a
DANIELPARISDaniel dressed his son,John, in the same outfit he was donning. A classic short sleeves dark blue T-shirt layered with a dark green bomber jacket. On a blue slim fit jean and black Chelsea boots to complement it all. He shot his son a bright smile once he had finished dressing him up."There! My little Johnny looks stunning." Daniel gestured with a wink while John grinned sheepishly. The boy's eyes flowed to Funke who stood behind them."Mommy!" John pulled away from his grasp and up to his mother. Daniel arose to his stance shooting his divorced wife a faint smile. They've been divorced for two months now but they still went on vacations together. Only for John's sake. During this months,he resigned from his managerial position and resumed his work in photography. He was also based in New York with his son while Funke remained in Nigeria with a working class job. H
DANIEL As Daniel stared into the Camera Zoey bought for him eight years ago,memories of yesterday flashed. How she retained her ever graceful beauty. Except for the changes which he still fancied. Her long straightened black hair she notably dyed. The rest were just the same;her petite body,those Hazel eyes that glittered and her soft voice which always melted his heart. There was also the sadness accompanied with her smile. It signified how much pain and suffering she had faced over the years. She might not have noticed it but he did. Daniel's mind travelled to the walk and conversation they shared at a garden. He realize her perspective towards issues had changed too. She had grown pessimistic and overly stiff towards him. It was bound to happen anyway. After so many misunderstandings and long years apart,she was right to distrust him. His hands curled into a fist when he remembered all the sufferings she
ZOEY"I must say you've changed drastically." Daniel mumbled as they walked down the street with cups of Coffee in their hands. She arched her eyebrows briefly."The same can be said for you too." She remarked."Oh well,thanks to my past life." He smiled but she ignored it. Choosing to pay attention to even the slightest act he orchestrated. "I have a son." He muttered in a solemn tone. "John,a six year old." His eyes were fixed upfront. She knew he wasn't ready to face her from the guilt that consumed him. On the other hand,she was shocked and failed miserably in handling the bombshell. There was also the pain that sprang up in her chest too."Congrats." Was all she could force her nerves to say. He gazed at her."That didn't come from your heart." He remarked."And how do you know that?" She retorted. Her palms secretly clenching.
DANIEL As the plane landed on the cold floor of New York,all Daniel could think of was the day before. How his Mother had argued vehemently against his decision and Funke crying helplessly. Looking pathetic in her pleas levied to him. Regardless,he didn't waver on his decision. And to avoid further troubles,he decided to move to New York under the pretence of work urgency. Of course Funke had done a lot for he and his family but that didn't warrant love. The moment he had gotten his memories,he realized who his heart belonged to. Zoey Johansson. On a normal day,Daniel would have chosen to pay his friends a visit. But today trailed a different path. Zoey was his only priority. He thirsted to see her,how she has been faring,what work she was up too and above all,the changes she embraced over the years. Thinking about the good times together brought a smile to his face and more than ever he wished to reliv
DANIEL° "Mommy don't tell you're proposing a marriage between Funke and I?" He lifted his eyebrow in a quizzical manner. "What does it look like I'm doing? You've stayed abroad long enough and you're beginning to loose your touch with culture." "That's not enough reason mommy. Besides,I'm not ready for any marriage wahala." "She's a good girl,you both are compatible. Ko si wahala Kan Kan" "And how do you know that?. She's not one I'll even approve to be honest." "Wait,wait,is it that you already have someone else in mind?"
DANIEL"Where are you?!"Daniel sighed,glaring wearily at his iPhone that brightened from his wife's message that popped on his screen. He tossed his phone across his desk from mild irritation.Eight years. Within a span of this period a lot had happened,things had changed. He could start with him rising to a managerial post in one of GT bank's head office. All appraisal to Funke. Back then, he had appreciated her efforts and affection for him until his mother proposed the idea of marriage. He disagreed vehemently but as time passed with Funke continuing her sweet actions. Pressure from both sides,he eventually succumbed for one reason. To repay the debts as she had already done a lot for he and his family.His marriage was blissful when it just bloomed. Although as it aged,Joy became a news of the past,peace ceased to reign. All that replenished their marriage was ceaseless arguments and
ZOEY Zoey started her day with heavy drinking but she need not to worry. Her body had already grown accustomed to this new habit. It wasn't anyone's fault though,she only blamed herself for being weak. Weak to face life and it's harsh reality. Her days of childhood were spent in pampering by her parents. Even when she had grown into a young adult,her life basically still defined pampering. Everything she wanted was at ease. She didn't have to go through life's struggles and hustles be it. But soon that sweet life changed the moment the first love of her life changed drastically. From the most loving man to a monster in disguise. Then her life migrated from Gray to Daniel. The most adorable,sweetest,caring and handsome man she's ever seen. She smiled sadly staring at the photo album he had gifted her on Christmas. Dated to that day,she had vowed to treasure it and keep the memories that came along with this gift in her heart. But loo
DANIEL"That was for kissing me last night without my permission." His calm tenor voice came out seductive yet thrilling in a way. She let out the chill air residing in her throat as his gaze were still strongly locked to hers and his face inching closer by every second appreciating the beauty her face beheld."And this..." That sweet tune escaped his lips again. He looked at those Hazel eyes again. Innocent and pure."Is for stealing my heart." He finally finished his statement and without further ado. He smashed his lips against hers again. Her moans weren't given much liberty to escape her throat as his tongue had found it's way to hers. Intertwining passionately,both basking in their lustful sensations and struggling for domination.Then another blurry memory played in his head.H
FUNKE The morning was peaceful but she was at war. Daniel's mother had gone to the market while Uncle B busied himself with his usual business;drinking and chasing after women with his friends. Leaving her with Daniel who was still asleep in his room. Days had passed since she last visited nor even spoken to Daniel. She was only here due to his mother's request. The feeling of rejection was still there. Her love for him could be dated back to their secondary school days. When she had bumped into him from obliviousness at the library. Their array of books had clashed and crashed to the marble floor but he didn't take offence. Rather,he had expressed the most brightest and heartwarming smile she had ever seen. Scooping her book gently and arranging them in a straightened order. She had apologized countlessly for her actions but he maintained his countenance,apologizing instead. It was that smile,that care and warmth i