/Brian’s POV/I have been suffering since I had lunch, worse still the cause of my suffering is so uncalled for but the heroines of chaos in my life have decided to put me through this hell because they want to prove a point to each other. As for Eloise, I know that she is obviously pissed about how I told her about the true status of our relationship, but she forced my hand and now that I have done it she is probably trying to prove to her self that she is not as worthless to me as I think she is, but the truth is that nothing she does can change how I feel about her more so our history is in the past and it can never be revisited under any circumstances. As for Meelah, she was exhibiting pettiness that I was not expecting from her and playing up to Eloise game which is just totally u called for because everyone knows where they stand with me, so what is the need to try to prove a point? People that knows me well knows that I hate pineapple with passion, but o ku a few people kno
/Meelah’s POV/I make my way out of the dining room angrily only for Edens call to come in and almost make me want to send my phone crashing into the wall out of anger because I really want to talk to my bestie,but this is not the time and place for that. I am at a point where the the only thing I can accommodate on my plate is my own emotions, I can’t afford to start processing and processing how someone else is going to feel via how I chose to react to what is being said to me. “Relax……” I try to calm the fury burning inside me because G mama always emphasizes that if I am dealing with things, I should try to control my anger instead of being destructive and dealing with the consequences of my hot temper later. I watch the phone ring as I stop in-front of the staircase, trying to perform breathing exercises to control my anger as I grab the phone firmly. The phone finally stops ringing only for it to start ringing loudly again after a few seconds. “This won’t do……I need to rant
/Meelah’s POV/“I can see that you have stopped protesting” Brian whispers making It is more than difficult for me to concentrate on what is playing on the flat screen television. no matter how I try to settle my mind that seating on a guys laps is not supposed to be so much of a big deal,especially when that guy is somebody like Brian Kings that I see as off topic,I still can’t stop thinking about it because everything that is going on is one hell of a big deal to me. I am somebody that likes keeping my hands to myself, so I don’t indulge with public display of affection that has to deal with touching other people, and I don’t care if that person is a make or female, it is just not in my nature to be touchy so tell how so much can be going on all at once and my virgin mind will be able to behave itself?the video stops making Brian and I the main focus of the event, and the scene happens to be here Brian announced that the “food is here” and instead of airing the showdown that happ
/Brian’s POV/After Meelah angrily walked away to change her clothes, I settled down to eat because I was not ready to jeopardize my food for a non issue, only for Eloise to start moving mad in my direction and making me extremely comfortable. When I saw that the food option was not working well, I stood up from the dinning and went to seat in the sitting room so that we can get the movie premier over and done with so that the crazy woman can return to her house,but Eloise came from the dining that I left her on to specially plant herself beside me with the excuse that the love seat is directly ibfront of the tv and she needs to get the best Angle for her videos. I sat on the chair boiling because I couldn’t wrap my head around why Eloise is making so much fuss over a movie premier that she must have watched before it was aired then an idea popped into my mind and I decided to take the movie premier to the cinema in the house. I excused myself out of the sitting room to talk to th
/Meelah’s POV/“Your phone has been vibrating for the past fifteen minutes now and you have not made conscious effort to check who it is” Brain calls my attention to the phone that has been sturrbornly vibrating on one side of the desk. “I am sorry for the disturbance, I wasn’t expecting the vibration to be loud enough for you to hear” I apologize as I quickly skim through the pile of document on the table to navigate the phone. “I actually flipped the Ring/silent switch so that I won’t disturb you, but I don’t understand why the phone is still not totally silenced” I explain so that he won’t think I intentionally did what I did, since we have been doing a lot of clarifying for each other for the past few days so that we can coexist peacefully. “Flipping the Rjng/silent switch won’t send the phone to total silence, you need to put the phone on DND” he calls my attention to it “Doesn’t the Ring/silent switch and DND do the same thing?” I question him because sometimes I use DND, s
/Meelah’s POV/“It’s better for me to face my destiny instead of sulking over here”I console myself after a few minutes of sulking as I pull myself together to start working. I scan the documents on my table and I realize that I still have a very long way to go, and there is just no way I can crash everything in the next five hours. “Let’s tidy up this baby so that I can pick up the pressing task to tackle within the next few hours, then I will sort the rest out over the weekend” I decide as I get down to arranging my abomination of table. I sort out the files on my table very fast by bookmarking it from the most important and the least important because I am don’t thinking I am a super woman that can crash everything at once, so let’s see how going bay a steady pace work for me. I put on my desktop and open up Microsoft excel where the new schedule that I started working on for Brian since I officially resumed work is, and I start to look through the materials one by one so that
/Brian’s POV/“Before we bring this meeting to a close, I will like Amelia and Tiffany to jointly report to Mrs Kings office after this meeting to greatly reduce her work load and offer help in every way they can because Mrs Kings has something important to do by 5 pm, so I want every file on her table to be treated and arranged accordingly” I instruct only for them to start to murmur and I raise my brow at them. “There is really no need to murmur…..if you have anything to say, just say it boldly in front of me” I urge them only for they start sharing glances as the murmur quiets down. “Most of the departments in Kings Corporation is quite busy because of the transition and I get it that everybody is trying hard to adjust but half of the work force under me is unnecessarily idle, and the person bearing the burnt of your laziness is Mrs kings which bus not supposed to be” I decide to tackle the issue of their newly developed laziness. “Mrs Kings is not just the special assistant to
/Meelah’s POV/“Is it just me or Brian kings has been strangely considerate today?”At this point,it is Not just Brian kings, but everyone that used to work under him because they are being strangely respectful today, and those are the same set of people that have been taking the lead to revolt against every single order that I give in the office, but this afternoon two people came to help ease my work load according to the chairman’s orders. Initially,I thought it was another of Amelia’s ploy to get back at me, so I ran out of the office on the pretext of needing to use the bathroom, and then when I got to the bathroom I messaged Brian to ask why his assistant was insisting to help me when she was supposed to be assisting him with his meeting, then he explained to me that he has work for me after 5pm and he needs my schedule to be cleared. After I got the message from Brain, I left the bathroom for the office to rush my work because I wanted to finish up before five so that I could
|Meelah’s POV|I start rounding up the exercise of decluttering my space because this is the first time I am getting back home at the normal closing hour instead of working overtime like I have been doing with Brian, only for my phone to start ringing, so I pause what I am doing to pick up the call.“Hey babes… how are you doing?” Eden says as soon as I pick up the video calls and before I can reply to her, the other girls join the call.“Melanie Caleb… you skipped two girl’s nights without any call nor explanation to justify your actions,” Aurora accuses as soon as she joins the call.“Hmmm,” I sigh deeply.“The past two weeks have been crazy in Kings Corporation, with me trying to stay out of my husband’s ex-girlfriend who tries to sabotage me at any opportunity that she gets, the latest project of Kings Corporation that has been making both Brian and I work overtime because he needs to prove to his father that he can handle the company while I have had to prove to people that I did
|Meelah’s POV|Sunday went by in a blur with my girls showing up at mine and Brian’s house because they were worried sick about me switching off my phone after the incident that happened at the movie premier not only did they just help uplift my mood, but they also mentally prepared me to face the cold world (Kings Corp).It's Monday morning and instead of excitedly walking towards the tall and imposing structure that is standing out against the sky, reaching for the clouds in front of me with the windows arranged in a grid-like pattern in front of me, I am quite nervous but also eager to start work after being away for a while.I park my latest baby (the Tesla that was gifted to me by my father-in-law), then I take out a few of my necessities while clutching my ID badge, my bag, and other necessities, and then head towards the reception desk.I greet the security guard with a friendly smile and I swipe my badge at the entrance turnstile, hearing the satisfying beep that confirms my a
|BRIAN’s POV|“Can you stop being difficult and just tell me who the photographer nigga at the movie premier is?” I urge Meelah because her nonchalant attitude is seriously starting to piss me off.“No one important,” she answers, waving the issue like it is nothing important as she focuses on her breakfast.“Photographer nigga is no one important, but you and your sister were fighting over him?” I remark to get a reaction from Meelah, and judging from the way she pauses dramatically from reaching for the baked beans that are a part of the breakfast platter, I know that I must have struck a nerve.“Fighting over him?” she scoffs.“Are you for real right now?” she questions, looking at me dead in the eyes.“How was I minding my business and getting my pictures taken, only for me to get drenched by the torn in my flesh the same things as me fighting over a man?” she expresses painfully and that makes me realize that I must have gone too far.“Fine…. I apologize for my insensitive choice
|Meelah’s POV|I should have known that running into RK the previous night was not going to end well or should I say that I should not have unblocked that villain and tried to give him the benefit of doubt by thinking he must have had a valid reason for decamping to the enemies camp, but it was obvious from all indication that RK chose Jayden Conor and Skylar over me because of the money that they offered him, but the question that has been on my mind since yesterday was why RK Is still trying so hard to be in my good graces after everything that happened.To say that I was livid when Skylar tried to mess up my life once again by using RK was an understatement, and even though I had so many unanswered questions for Ryan, I was way too blinded by rage to hear him out, and now that everything ended up blowing out of proportion, I kinda wished that I was patient enough to hear him out so that I can at least get closure and move on with my life.I ended up avoiding Brain after we got home
|Brian’s POV|After trying to get Meelah familiar with the movie she didn’t look interested in the slightest, probably because this type of movie is not her kind of thing, she stepped out of the cinema to get some fresh air, but she went for a long time.Even though I want to keep enjoying my movie, I have no choice but to step out to check up on Meelah simply because I brought her here and I have to make sure that she has a wonderful experience, or else the aim of bringing her here will be defeated.I stand in front of the event hall, scanning around to see if my eyes can capture Meelah from afar to assure myself that she is fine so that I can return to the movie theater but I see her with a man who is busy taking pictures of her and from the looks of it, I don’t think this is the first time they are meeting because of how he is putting his hands on her to direct each pose he wanted her to strike when he could have just described it tor her or strike the pose instead of touching her
MEELAH’S POV|I wasn’t expecting that sly human being to take advantage of the situation by offering to help me if only I agreed to hear him out but I had to agree because I couldn’t let my girl’s efforts be in vain, and instead of sending the driver to get me a random ring, but Brian stepped down from the car himself to get me a ring which made me wonder what he is playing at.Anyway, Brian got me a pretty simple and elegant ring that doesn’t look as complicated as the previous ring and I love it because I think this ring sits my personality more, more so you will barely know that it is a counterfeit ring, so a win is a win for me.We are now at the event venue, and here is Brian stepping out of the car while I am waiting for him to open the door for me because even though I agreed to hear him out, he still has to make up for how miserable and rejected I felt during the week so that I can feel his sincerity.Big Daddy Brian has finally put the gentlemanly teachings he got from his wo
|Brian’s POV|After racking my brain, thinking of the best way to ask Meelah out to the movie premier, I decided to abandon the responsibility to the butler because I knew for a fact that I was the one whom Meelah had issues with, and she was not the kind of person that will take her anger out on an innocent butler by intentionally making his task difficult for him, and it worked because just when I was driving into kings estate yesterday, I saw Meelah’s driving out.I actually thought of driving out of the estate to block her wherever she was going to have a conversation with her, but for someone who made a conscious effort not to run into me even while we were living under the same roof, I knew better than to try, and thank goodness I decided against it because on getting home, I was informed by the butler that his part of the task was completed.I went about my after-work schedule normally, and while I finally settled down to eat dinner, I got a message from Elva that she had been
Everyone in this house except for me stayed up all night trying to help with the outfit and everything because my fashion enthusiast friend decided to make an outfit for me from scratch after she found out about the movie premier at the dying minute and she had got her team of designers here as early as 5 am to help with the process of making me an outfit despite my protest that it wasn’t necessary.Brian's sister also showed up with her team of makeup artists, hairstylists, and nail technicians, just to get me dolled up for the event, and I have been sitting here since I took my bath while they dress me up like a doll.“Your bestie wants to talk to you,” Aurora says, handing me her phone hours later after I sat to get my hair, nails, and makeup done without being allowed to check the mirror. “Are you not scared that I will see myself through the camera of the phone?” I question Aurora and that makes Elva block the camera from my view.“I still stand on the existing protocol that I w
\Meelah’s POV\After being made to feel stupid by Brian and like a total failure by my mother-in-law on Wednesday, I needed a way to vent, and the last thing I would have wanted in this life was to put a call through to my girls because I just like me, they had stuff going on in their lives, and it won’t make any sense for me to put everyone in a bad mood just because things were going sideways for me, so I went to mine and Brian’s bedroom to sleep but the more I laid on the bed, everything I could think about was how Brian kickstarted my day by overreacting to the perfume that was supposed to boost my confidence, so I ended up smashing the perfume bottle into the wall hoping it will make feel better but it barely did anything for me.I tried to snap out of the negative emotions that I was feeling so that I could be prepared for the next day’s work, but nothing seemed to be working so I resorted to something that I wouldn’t normally resort to just to escape my problems even if it was t