GRANTTaking a deep breath and thinking about things, I keep realising how much more difficult it is to avoid the obvious feelings Muna evokes in me- GrantLater today, was our wedding rehearsal dinner, which implied that Muna was going to be my wife tomorrow.I wasn't sure why I felt a flutter in my chest whenever I thought of that, but I did anyway.We barely spoke to each other since that morning when she asked me about Elizabeth. Why Olivia mentioned her is what I couldn't understand.Elizabeth meant nothing, but an old flame to me. The only reason why we got in touch after she returned from France was because of her wealthy French husband, Jacques Louis.The man was an important potential investor for my other company, GS Fitness. Jacques was a fifty year old billionaire with more money than he knew what to do with.He was always investing in one business or the other. Being a fitness freak himself, he had made it very obvious that he was interested in funding GS Fitness.My comp
MUNAGrant might just be my secret superhero after all- Muna"Make sure that she looks even more fabulous than she usually does," Sarah instructed Patricia, the hair stylist working on my hair.Sarah had been very keen on making sure that everything concerning the wedding went well.She said it was always her dream to plan a wedding, especially that of her son's.She had been like a mother-hen monitoring every single detail concerning the wedding. I had plans to get back to work at the gallery, but Sarah had insisted on taking me for a full spa treatment.She made appointments with various beauticians to make me look like a princess.Being around Sarah made me realise that there was a void on my life when Mum was sent to the mental institution.My Mum and I were never too close, she preferred Somto, but I was satisfied with whatever attention she gave me from time to time, but then Somto passed and it felt like Mum did the same.I secretly wished in my heart that I had a loving family
GRANTMuna's beauty might just be my undoing- Muna"Adewale, we're so pleased to have you celebrate our love with us. Thank you so much for coming, this must be your wife Sade, she's so beautiful," Muna complimented the tall and slender dark woman dressed in a strapless blue dress.I had to admit, Muna was really acting like a happy bride-to-be. All night long, she was smiling at our guests and laughing at their dry jokes.I had my arms around her waist all the time, I just couldn't ignore the way she fit perfectly in my arms. It was no secret that every male from ages 13-65 were fascinated by her beauty. We looked like the perfect couple to all of our guests, it was such a shame that this was all fake."Oh you flatter me too much, my beauty is nothing compared to yours. My dress was made by Oyinda. You are so beautiful, I totally love the dress, who are you wearing?" Sade smiled.Muna's purple dress was so perfectly fit for her. It enveloped her beautiful curves and ended in a pool a
MUNAComing face to face with an ex of Grant's brings out the possessive side of me- MunaWhen I walked up to Tobi this night, I wanted us to patch things up, I wished inside me that he would just say that his confession of love for me was only a joke and that he was just messing with Rainer and I.I was totally shocked when instead Tobi put on a display for everyone, confessing his love for me and speaking ill of Grant.Grant took out his phone and called the security. He looked murderous right now and if it wasn't for my hand holding his, he would have hit Tobi by now."What exactly is going on here, son?" Gary asked with a frown with a confused Sarah beside him."This man is making a scene and just won't leave quietly," Grant replied with a lock of his dark blonde hair falling out of place due to his fury."Can you just leave? It's obvious that your presence here is unnecessary. We are all celebrating the love between Grant and Muna, we sincerely do not require any negative people
GRANTI'm no longer sure of what I want from Muna. What could this mean?- GrantIt was today, the day I finally sealed this fake deal with Muna in marriage. I wasn't sure why I was feeling so nervous.Maybe it's because of Muna's silence since coming back from the restroom last night.She remained silent regardless of the questions I kept asking her. Eventually when the rehearsal dinner ended, she went up to her bridal suite quietly.This morning at the marriage registry, she was also quiet. We shared a brief kiss with our friends as witnesses and before I knew it she went back to her suite to prepare for the wedding ceremony.I texted her with a warning of what's at stake to ensure she didn't bail out of the plan and leave me at the altar.I got no reply of course and kept staring at my phone to see if it would beep with a reply from her."Damn it man, you got it bad. You're so whipped," Michael laughed which had Flint hitting his shoulder."Stop it Mick, can't you tell he's nervous,
GRANTI woke up to Muna's voice which sounded like she was annoyed.I had no idea how I had fallen asleep, but I did anyway. What I wasn't sure of was her reason for being so upset."What the hell are you doing in my bed?" I finally heard her ask."Don't you remember what happened? You allowed me to stay here yesterday," I replied, wiping my tired eyes.I got very little sleep yesterday because I had been watching her almost all night long."That's impossible, get out of my room this instant!" She yelled."What's wrong with you? Why are you acting this way? I took care of you throughout the time you were having cramps.""Let me be, Grant, I don't need you confusing me about your true intentions," she said brushing her hair back in frustration.She looked so young this morning and fragile. It was then that I noticed she had lost a little bit weight.I came closer to her and held her by the shoulders, trying to ignore how the nightgown she had on was showing of her beautiful curves."I'
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
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