Grant is definitely like every other guy, vulnerable to lust- MunaMUNA"Alright ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment we have all been waiting for, the bride and groom's first dance together. Grant and Muna Stephens, please come up to the centre of the room to cut the cake and also for your dance," the emcee announced.Everyone started clapping and I turned to Michael and asked, "what do we do now?"Grant suddenly stood and stretched out his hand to me with a smile that had my heart beating so fast, "My love, let's go."Grant placed his hand on mine where I held the knife. We spelt the word, "forever," and then cut the cake.Everyone clapped as Grant cut a piece and placed it in my mouth. His green gaze darkened as he watched me chew the cake and all of a sudden he covered my lips with his."I think the cake tastes better in your mouth," he smiled.I frowned at him embarrassed at what he just did, but then he said, "can I have this dance?"I looked at Michael who mouthed, "just go on
The thought of mistreating Muna is enough to make me hate myself- GrantGRANTI woke up with a terrible headache, my head was banging.I tried to recall what happened last night, but all I could remember was arriving at the reception venue.It seemed as though everything else that happened was wiped from my memory.Raising the blanket, I realised I was dressed only in a black pair of briefs. Scanning the room, I noticed Muna's dress lying on the floor as well as my jacket, shirt, belt and trousers."Did we have sex last night?" I wondered.Getting up from the bed, I moved to the bathroom and heard water running.Figuring Muna was having a shower, j got dressed in a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt.How could I not be able to remember our first time together? It was obvious what happened between us last night, but why couldn't I remember anything.An image of me on top of Muna and kissing her neck suddenly flashed in my head, but that was all I could remember.The water stopped soundi
GRANT"Why would I kiss Elizabeth? I don't understand, is this some sort of joke?" I frowned in confusion."I think that you are the one taking me as a joke. You went missing at some point during the reception. I went up and found you in her arms. The both of you were kissing passionately.""That's what this is all about? I thought I—""You thought you what? Tried to rape me? That too with Elizabeth in mind? Yes, you also did that," she said, folding her arms."I apologise sincerely for treating you that way last night. You just have to understand that I wasn't myself, I didn't know what I was doing and Elizabeth probably took advantage of the fact. You know me, I'm not like that," I tried to reason with her."Honestly, I don't know you, Grant. You are the same Grant who set me up in that room with Jackson. I woke up and found myself in my undergarments. I was totally confused, but you were so unreasonable, you assumed the worst of me. I didn't have an idea of what had happened, but y
I'm so glad that Muna was right nine years ago- GrantGRANTWhat the hell? Harper was the one who spiked my drink? Why would she even do that?We hadn't met since we graduated only for her to show up at my wedding party and ruin everything that way? I was sure that Elizabeth had something to do with this, only for me to realise that it was her sister instead.Wait a minute Harper Marks and Elizabeth Marks were cousins. Harper and I were absolutely nothing but classmates, so she definitely had no problem with me personally. What if she spiked my drink according to Elizabeth's instructions?Harper was Muna's best friend back in school, so how could she embarrass her friend's husband like that?I needed answers and I knew the only way of getting them was by digging up dirt on Harper. There had to be a reason why she spiked my drink. What if it had something to do with what happened nine years ago?"Chris, I need you to follow up on Harper. Make sure you know what she's up to. I want ever
Muna was just like my favourite puzzle, I keep discovering new things about her- Grant Muna was completely focused on what she was painting. She didn't even notice Grant's entrance into the room, she would have figured it was him through his familiar cologne, but the smell of paint dominated the room.She didn't notice the gasp that fell out of Grant's mouth, she was too busy on finishing that piece.After the terrible argument she had with Grant earlier that morning, she needed to do something to take her mind off things.Painting was her escape route, with every brush and stroke on the canvas, she felt herself break free. Oil painting was a talent she had acquired a long time ago as a junior in secondary school.She had never told anyone about it except Somto. He had been the first person she ever painted. She had presented her work to him on one of his birthdays and he had praised her by calling her the next Leonardo Da Vinci.She had been foolish enough to present a portrait of he
I will do anything to remedy the damage Elizabeth and Olivia have caused for Muna and I- Grant"It changes everything for me, Moon. I am so sorry that I let Elizabeth and Olivia manipulate us like that. I will do everything to make sure that they pay for their sins," Grant promised her, leading her out of the secret room.When he saw Maria passing through the room, he placed his arm around Muna's waist as he pulled her into their bedroom, flashing a smile at Maria."You wouldn't understand because it wasn't you who was told to go and hang herself. Jackson was such a popular guy in school because he was the captain of the basketball team and the Dean's son. He had so many girls chasing after him. Everyone thought I was a two-timer, they called me names and made the remaining time in school hell for me. You can never remedy that," she said in a matter of fact tone pulling out of his arms."I know, I'm just so sorry," he moved to hug her and she pushed him away."Leave me alone, you have
MUNAI watched all the colour drain from Grant's face when he looked at the phone."Tell me what's in there?" I demanded.When Grant didn't answer, I snatched the phone from him and gasped out loud at what I saw.Four photos of Grant and Elizabeth locking lips was on the screen with the headline, "Billionaire Venture Capitalist, Grant Stephens Caught Smooching With French Business Tycoon, Jacques Louis' Wife At His Own Wedding Party!""Elizabeth has taken this too far, now I understand why she made Harper put that drug in my drink. I can't even remember kissing her," Grant said in anger."It doesn't matter if you recall the kiss happening or not. What matters is that the entire media is looking at a photo of the both of you kissing at our reception party!" I exploded."This is not my fault, you know?""It's your fault for inviting Harper and Elizabeth!" I retorted."I only did that so she could finally understand that it's over between us!""So, you admit that something was still goin
I love how forgiving Muna is. Unfortunately, she isn't so generous when I'm involved- GrantGRANTWe arrived at Harper's house and after getting out of the car, I could tell by the look on Muna's beautiful face that she wasn't ready to face Harper yet."You can stay in the car if you don't want to see her, Moon," I suggested, caressing her face."No, I am ready. I want to see Harper," she said in a low tone.I held her hand in mine as we walked up to the door."You guys have to pay me, I'm taking a big risk here by coming out and risking my zealous fans seeing me," he said with a dramatic flip of his long hair."I already told you to put on some kind of disguise. Why didn't you?" Flint frowned."I guess Harper would be moved after seeing a famous and handsome face. What do you think?" He asked, winking at Muna."If you say so then," she smiled.I knocked on the door and after a few seconds of waiting, Peter opened the door, looking much better than he did that morning."It's you again
TWO YEARS LATER MUNA "Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome Mrs Stephens to our show!" Elisa Bloom, the host of Crafting It said as I walked up to the stage. I smiled as I took my seat across from her in front of the excited audience. Crafting It was a show where talented artists, authors, songwriters and musicians where interviewed to discuss their success stories. When I had first got the interview invitation from Mr Roberts, I had been unwilling to go for a number of reasons, but after thinking of the positive effects it would have on Rowland Galleries, I finally accepted to do the interview. "Welcome to Crafting It, Munachi Stephens, we are so delighted to have you on our show. Happy birthday, I must say you are indeed much more beautiful in person than on the tabloids. How are you doing?" "Thank you for the compliments, I'm glad to be here too, I'm very tired though, I barely had enough time to rest since I got out of the flight from Lagos to London. I still can't believe it'
GRANT Gregory did a lousy job at tying knots, so I was sure that I would be able to untie myself soon while I watched him explain the reasons for his actions. I couldn't understand why Tobi and Olivia had felt the need to betray us like that. It hurt so much seeing their lifeless body covered with bloodstains. When I got into the factory Olivia had been pointing a gun at Muna and Gregory was behind her with a gun to her head. It was clear that Olivia was the one who shot Tobi, because I saw when Gregory came in and the gunshot had already sounded before then. I just had to make sure that Gregory didn't make use of his gun again. I was sure that Michael and Flint were already on their way with the police. Flint had been right after all, Gregory was the one person whom I should have suspected the most and he turned out to be the one behind the stalking. I was correct in thinking that whoever was sending all those threats was doing it because of how cruel I used to be in the busine
GRANT No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't locate my car which Muna drove off in. I sped up and let out a groan in frustration when I was caught in traffic. How was it possible that Muna drove off so quickly? My phone rang and I sighed as I picked it up. The caller ID was blocked and I figured it was definitely the stalker on the line. "What the hell do you want? Where is Olive?" I asked as soon as I answered the call. "Relax Grant Stephens. I will give you an address and you had better get there as soon as possible or else Olive will pay the greatest price," he laughed and hung up. I punched my fist against the stirring wheel in anger. I frowned when I heard a message tone from my phone. I opened up the message and saw the address he sent. I put in the address and waited for about fifteen minutes before I was finally able to get out of traffic. I said prayers in my mind as I stepped on the accelerator and drove off to the address sent to me. As I got out of my car in fr
GRANTWe all heard a phone ring and Olivia moved a few feet away to answer the call.She returned to my side and said she had to go because her editor needed her to submit some chapters. "Keep me posted about Olive," she said and left the room."Isn't that Tobi? Why is he taking Olive away?" Rainer asked."That's Tobi, oh my God. That means that Olive is in safe hands. Let's go quickly to his apartment and get her," Muna said to me"No Babe, I need you to focus and think about this. Tobi took Olive away from here without getting permission from us, doesn't that tell you something?""What?""He abducted her for a reason," I replied.She frowned and laughed shakily, her brown eyes were filled with unshed tears. "Why would he kidnap her? This is Tobi that we are talking about," she said."Munachi, think of things clearly. Tobi left guesthouse yesterday morning on a bad note. Why do you think he covered his face when you guys were there, but then removed the mask later on? He obviously di
MUNA"Congratulations ladies, you escaped within forty minutes which makes you our fastest winners for the day. Do come back another time for a much more thrilling experience as the one you just had," an employee said after we got out of the last door."How about the little girl that was with us earlier?""What little girl?" The man frowned."A man dressed in black came into the second room and took my daughter with him. He said we could get her after the game," I replied."Your daughter left with her father, Ma'am," the man said in a disinterested tone."No, that man is not her father," Rainer said."Listen ladies, the man introduced himself as the girl's father, he even showed us an ID. Why don't you call the girl's father and confirm?"I took out my phone with shaky hands and dialled Grant's number. It wasn't going through and then I remembered Grant was working at home."Isn't he answering?" Olivia asked."No, Grant is probably holding a video conference meeting with his employees
OLIVIA When they all left to freshen up, I took out my phone and texted, "Cheese In The Trap!" I knew I was taking a huge risk, working with someone who I didn't even know to tear Munachi and Grant apart, but I had no other choice. Munachi didn't deserve Grant, I was the one standing beside him all these years and ever since she showed up again, he was no longer interested in hanging out with me. I was going to make sure that the guy didn't harm Grant in any way. I can't even believe I didn't have an idea of what the guy's name was. I came out of my thoughts when I saw Munachi and Olive walk into the room. "We are ready to go Aunt Olivia," Olive said. I smiled at the little girl, she was so pretty, it was a shame that I was going to make the both of them suffer. After I get Grant, I can become Olive's stepmum. I smiled at that conclusion and Munachi frowned, asking, "why are you smiling so much?" "I'm just so happy that you are joining me. I love challenges," I smiled. "Let's
GREGORY'S POVI woke up in my room, but I felt to tired and confused. I really needed to see a therapist, this spacing out was getting too frequent.I brushed my teeth while trying to figure out who this stalker could be. Grant Stephens was a nice person when you get to know him, though he was really cruel in the business world. When I first met Grant, I had lots of grudges and resentful feelings due to my past, but working with him all this time has actually helped me out.I took a shower and got dressed before switching on my computer. I let out a gasp at what I saw. How was this possible?★★★★★MUNA'S POV"I had already given some of Olive's clothes and personal items to the trainer's so that the service dog can get used to her scent," Grant said.We were in the reception area, awaiting the service dog and trainer for Olive's epilepsy."Dad, where's the surprise?" Olive asked, tugging on Grant's shirt sleeve."Hold on sweetie, it will be here soon," Grant replied just as some wome
TOBI'S POVI was in the kitchen making some pasta when I got a new message notification on my phone.I was going to ignore it until I was done, but when I saw the message was from a private number, I opened it up."HI FRIEND, DID MUNACHI TELL YOU SHE'S IN LAGOS WITH HER FAMILY? I FELT LIKE YOU SHOULD KNOW. NOTE: THEY ARE STAYING AT BLOSSOM GUESTHOUSE," the message read.Who the hell was sending me such a message? That didn't matter anyway, how could Muna return to Lagos and not even tell me about it. The guesthouse wasn't even too far away, so I turned off the stove, pasta abandoned, packed a suitcase and left my apartment.I got in my car and drove off to Blossom Guesthouse. There was no way I was going to miss out on a chance to mend things with Muna. Whoever sent me that text might just be my guardian angel.I had no idea who it could be. Could it be Rainer? Maybe she was doing this to get some closure.Whatever, I was surely going to see Muna and I don't give a damn if her pretty a
MUNA"Who do you want to introduce me to? Why are these huge guys following us around?" Olive asked.I turned around to look at the bodyguards Grant hired. Although, we haven't heard from the stalker in a week now, I still couldn't trust that we were completely safe and Grant was ready to do everything possible to guarantee our safety."These guys are just friends of ours that are here to make sure we are safe," Grant replied.We were going to the recreation centre to meet everyone else. I had to admit, I was a bit nervous about my Dad meeting Olive. I wouldn't want him saying or doing anything that would upset her. Grant squeezed my hand as though he could hear my thoughts."They will be fine," he whispered to me.I smiled and said to Olive, "we are going to meet your grandparents.""You mean Dad's parents?""Not just them, but your real grandfather," I smiled at her."Really? I thought he was sick, is he better now?"When Olive clocked six, she began to ask questions about her pare