Whatever we feel, there is an opposite reactionhow we can overcome it, For what is a king, without his queen...©OluwatoyosiEthan's POVI woke up with a smile on my face but it quickly turned into a frown, I was alone on the bed. The other side was rumpled, making me think she got out not too long.I dozed off while watching her sleep. I smiled at the comforter wrapped around my body. She must have placed it there.I removed the covers off me and stepped into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Stepping out, I walked downstairs, to see Ife walking around the kitchen barefoot and in one of my hoodies she borrowed. She was making pancakes, eggs, and sausages. I watched as she moved graciously from the pan to the table trying to set it up. I walked over to her carefully so she wouldn't notice me and wrapped my arms around her waist, she stiffened but relaxed quickly knowing it was me."Hmm... I could get used to this. Good morning Ífé mi" I said as she snuggled into me.“Oh, really? And
Ife walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her body and hair. She looked amazing even when wet. I gave her a peck and rushed into the bathroom. I stepped out of the bathroom to see Ife already dressed in a yellow shirt and blue jeans reminding me that Funke had brought some of her clothes here when we went to Paris.Walking into my closet, I dressed up in a simple white tee shirt and blue jean trousers. Pulling on the silver bracelet that Ife gave me."Where are we going?" I asked curiously but she just smirked, sitting on the bed and looking back at her phone while answering a message."Just out." She said vaguely and I crept up to her and she moved back but I was faster, I pulled her towards me and tickled her."Where are we going?" I asked slower but she was already in a fit of laughter. I remember she's very ticklish."It's not going to happen," she said in between laughs, and I gave up. I removed my hands and helped her up.She pulled me downstairs, carried a basket
The time we spend together,Brings us closer and closer,The hours needn’t be counted,For our journey has just started.~OluwatoyosiPrecious POV“Mummy, we put you guys in charge because we trust you to make the right decisions,” I stated for the third time and gently massaged my temple to stop my frustration.“We know that my dear, but we still need your opinion on certain details. Don’t be stubborn, Ife. Ethan has already agreed to go with it, so be there by 12 pm today for the finalization, okay?” I groaned into the phone.My mum has been trying to get me to go to the cake shop where this celebrity chef would be baking our wedding cake. I mean, the person is a celebrity chef, couldn’t he just call to ask for my opinion?“But I don’t have time for this mummy. Today is also the thanksgiving party. I have a lot to do,” I tried to reason as I stared at my closet thinking of what to wear for the thanksgiving party.My parents were going to be there as well since they and the Whites pl
I stared at myself in the mirror and took in my appearance. I was wearing a beautiful one-shoulder red ball gown with an asymmetric neckline fitted from the neck to my waist and then poured all the way down to my knees. I paired the dress with red pumps that had golden heels and a pair of golden ear studs. My face had very minimal makeup that consisted of foundation, powder, brows that were carved to almost perfection, and blood-red lipstick to match the gown. I looked amazing. I had failed to mention that this party was also my engagement party to Ethan. Despite our protests, our parents had called together all the people they knew, including the press, to announce our engagement. I didn’t think it was necessary but as I said, it was agreed upon despite our protests. Ethan dropped me off after half a day of cake tasting and stuffing our faces with as much food as possible. He took me to different restaurants that served different cuisines of different countries, and I finally got to
Thanksgiving with my family and the Whites was a big experience that opened my eyes to the possibilities of who a billionaire’s wife should be. It was all things from nervous to scary to attention to the limelight and I didn’t even plan it, but what I was grateful for was the fact that Ethan was with me.However, I was in the process of bursting my brain because our parents had pushed the Christmas eve party on my shoulders. I was annoyed to be honest when I was told that I would be planning the party, especially since I had gotten the hang of the company’s management.This brings me to why I was seated in my office at 4:36 pm with the event planner, mine, and Ethan’s mum had introduced us. Thankfully, Funke was here with me along with Liya and my sister, Elizabeth, well, since Joel’s parents were also coming, Funke had to step it up as the billionaire’s girlfriend while Liya and my sister were a plus I didn’t take for granted. I laughed in her face when she was forced to plan this wi
Jingle bells, jingle bells, The sound of Christmas arrives, Joy has come to the world, Along with the love of my life. ~Oluwatoyosi Ethan’s POV “I can’t believe your mum got us to work. I could be relaxing with my girlfriend right now, you know that? What exactly did you do to piss her off?” Joel’s words were playful but also a bit annoying, as was I. Here we are lifting sofas and setting up the groundwork for the Christmas eve party on Christmas eve. “Probably because I laughed in her face for being made to throw the party,” I replied as we placed the sofa by the very extravagant Christmas tree in my parent’s living room. Breathing in and out softly from all the lifting, I felt a small hand on my back and knew who it was. “Babe, all that remains now, is to get the crates from the downstairs cellar. Think you guys can manage it?” Precious’s voice was soft and sweet. Too sweet in fact to let me know that she was enjoying the work I was given. “Oh, there the guys are. You gu
I always knew the world of a billionaire wasn’t a bed of roses, they also had thorns on their sticks but what I didn’t know was why I was always the target. Whoever sent that gift box meant for me to be scared and even though the bones were fake, it still did a number on me. Not the scared part, the angry part. I was furious that someone would go to such lengths to try and scare me after all the shit I had gone through.“Do you have any idea who might want to hurt you?” Detective Wallice, who had helped them find me when I was kidnapped, asked and I raised a brow in response.Ethan and I were sitting in my office, as the detectives wanted to see us both. Ethan and I sat on one of the couches while the detectives, Wallice and Carol sat opposite us. I had suggested we have the meeting in my office in case anyone tried to pull a second scare sham and they all willingly agreed.“Well, seeing as Shawn and David are still sitting in a jail cell, and Marley is God knows where, I really do no
By Friday, I thought things had calmed down, and I could finally have some head space to think about anything except a pile of fake bones but we can’t always get what we wish for right?“So, you’re telling me that two people have visited Davis recently?” I asked, trying to understand the concept of what was happening and who could be trying to scare me. I kept pacing behind my office rotating chair as my free left hand massaged my temple.“Yes. A certain Miss Jordan Roberts and Mr. Roger Phillips, however, these two people do not have any record in the system and especially the Roberts woman. She has worked job to job as a different person each time until she finally disappeared,” Detective Wallice said and rested his back on the chair he sat on opposite the mahogany table.“Well, what does she look like?” I asked because I assumed they would have checked the security footage to get a good look at her.“Well, according to the security footage, she has icy blonde hair and bright blue e