“When I started in the company, I worked my bones off to be the best and Mr. Davis recognized my skill and hard work and promoted me to Head of the research section. We became friends because we had a lot in common except, he wasn’t married and I was. He helped my wife get the medical bills privilege even though her bills were past the insurance policy,” Philips started and I leaned to sit on the desk as the detectives brought out their notepads and scribbled some things on it. “He was a good to us but he had his demons. He loved women and never wanted to settle for one. Whenever we’d go drinking, he’d brag about his latest catch which was why I wasn’t shocked when he got arrested for rape and embezzlement,” “Then why were you so against me taking over the company?” I asked, not giving in to his sad crap. I did pity his wife and I knew I would never carry out my threat because well, God won’t allow me. I would only fire him though. “I was scared you’d revoke the privileges when you
I always thought I would be spending my new year fawning over the fact that I got engaged to a white man, and planning the wedding but instead here I was, seated on Ethan’s bed with hot coffee in my hand the day after I got scared out of my wits just waiting for either the boogeyman to strike or for the authorities to catch whoever was behind this. I had gone into shock when I saw the gift box containing a dead cat, so much so that I didn’t even know when Ethan came rushing into my office and carrying into his car before driving us home. I couldn’t speak but according to Ethan, I slept off as soon as he dropped off Funke over at Joel’s apartment. When I woke up this morning, which was around 12pm, I was disoriented and didn’t want to get up, which was why I was still seated on his bed, with a pillow headrest and a giant comforter snuggling my petite form. I sipped the hot coffee that Ethan had brewed and turned my gaze to the side to see Ethan staring at me with worry. I didn’t blam
My jaw ticked as I stared at the two detectives who had gone rather silent or should I say, they were silently communicating. Ethan and I sat side by side in Detective Wallice’s office at the NYPD wondering in silence why the two detectives who had watched the security footage suddenly went silent. “Can someone please say something?” I finally snapped in frustration causing them to snap their gazes at me before Wallice sighed and sat down. “This isn’t enough incriminating evidence, she,” he started. “What do you mean there's not enough evidence? We can both clearly see that she’s blackmailing and threatening the only lead we had who ended up giving us wrong information,” I said or rather yelled until I felt a hand on my back making me turn my head to Ethan incredulously as I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The footage clearly showed Mr. Philips talking to this woman, who I thought had finally been by my side and she was threatening him, to give us false information. What coul
Ethan was a man of little words when it came to romance, but that was because he always preferred taking action instead and I loved him for it and even though it may be expensive, it was free food for me and bills on him, so who was I to complain?He drove for thirty minutes or so, and parked at a particularly familiar diner. Wong’s diner has been our escape shack when we were both stressed from everything but we hadn’t been here in a while and so with a smile on my face, I stepped out.“Why Wong’s?” I asked curiously.“Well, to get on for the day, we need to fill you up first,” he said and winked before grabbing my hand and pulling me inside. We took our regular table and I smiled as I recalled our experiences in this place.“Remember how I got you roped into my life here?” he asked, flashing his pearly white teeth. A waiter came for our orders before I could reply. We ordered our usual and the waiter left.“Of-course, I remember, it wasn’t particularly convincing,” I said but he smi
“Thank you, Brook. Please, send the emails to the accounting department,” I said and handed over a file to the standing brunette, who looked as firm as ever.“Of course, ma’am,” she replied firmly and waited for me to sign the last papers.My eyes scanned the clock on my desk and the time read, 4:51 pm.“I’m leaving early today, so you can go home now,” I told her and watched as her brows were raised in question.“Oh, I have something important to do,” my reply was vague, but I wasn’t about to blot out my entire evening plan with her, even though she may be a friend.“Noted, ma’am,” she said and bobbed her head once before walking out after receiving the signed file from me.I placed my head in my hands and blew out a puff of breath. It has been exactly 15 days since I received the threat, which meant that in less than a week, I was going to receive another shot of scare. I have tried to do whatever I could to help the police but even they are stuck at a dead end because Davis still r
I stared hard at the pale woman before me and I was sure my face resembled that of a frozen stone because of how frequently she was biting her lips in worry.I was also confused. Why would she be worried? If she was behind everything that has happened, then shouldn’t her expression be hard as well, so as not to give anything away?“Have anything to say? And don’t even think about bolting, you wouldn’t want to mess with the NYPD,” Ethan said after a few minutes of silence.“I can’t say anything. No, I shouldn’t say anything,” she mumbled quietly, but we could still hear her. Her tone sounded really stressed and I was starting to worry.“Why can’t you say anything? Are you the one behind all the threatening gifts?” my tone was hard, but enough to make her gaze snap at mine, and she shook her head furiously, making me arch a brow in confusion.What the heck is going on?“This is evidence that you are either the culprit or an accomplice and you can very well go to jail, so I suggest you s
Catching a suspect was a bit more difficult than I anticipated. The detectives made it clear that since she didn’t have a direct hand in everything that happened, we only had circumstantial evidence and we needed to ascertain if she really does have white hair or a tattoo on the back of her neck.I sighed before placing my head in my hands.“Miss Dare, is something wrong?” my head shot up at the intrusion. I had forgotten that I was in a meeting. I huffed and sat upright allowing the wrinkles on my white chiffon shirt to straighten out.“No, please continue,” I said and gestured to the man standing behind the wooden podium to keep talking.I tried to continue listening but I just couldn’t get the thoughts out of my head. The person who wanted me out of the company was in the room and I just needed a way to get them. Even if we managed to get her, she would only be charged with assault because according to the detectives, the suspect hasn’t tried to physically hurt me. My eyes found th
“Are you ready?” Funke asked me, as she sat down on the other side of my office table. I sighed, ran a hand through my un-made hair and plopped on my office chair. I stared at Funke who was discharged from the hospital two days ago, and was even more determined to do this. “I think so. I would be so relieved when all this is over,” I replied and packed my bags before pressing the intercom. “Brook, can you please come in for a minute?” I said it through the intercom and cut it off when I heard her reply. I stared at Funke for a bit and she was already looking at me with a sly smile. I rolled my eyes and cleared my throat as Brooklyn walked in. “Yes, ma’am?” Brooklyn said in her firm voice that I had gotten so used to it. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and flower-patterned shirt. Her hair was combed down like usual. “I was thinking, my wedding is in almost two months and I haven’t had a break in forever. So, Funke and I wanted to go out for a nice relaxing day and since you h
"To the mall!" I told the driver excitedly. He drove us there, and I quickly got out, rushing to the kids’ section while dragging Funke, who was laughing at my excited face.I bought a small onesie that said "I love Daddy," paid for it, and went to the grocery store. I bought all the ingredients needed to make our favorite food, paid, and left. I checked the time, and it was past 4 p.m., so I decided to go straight home so I could cook."Will you come with me?" I asked Funke, and she shook her head."No, I have something to do in the office; besides, this is something you need to do yourself. I'm happy for you, babe," she hugged me again, and we dropped her off at the office before I left for home.We pulled up at the house. Ethan had surprised me again with this house; he said he wanted us to have a huge family, so he built a mansion with 8 rooms, one for each of our six kids, even though I protested. The house was homely because his mother designed it with my mother. It had an enorm
Being together is greatGrowing old together is amazing,Having a family is betterTaking care of the family is everything.© OluwatoyosiPrecious POV.It's been two months since we got back from our honeymoon. It has been amazing waking up to my husband and going to bed with him."So, what are we going to do about the shipment?" Daphne, my assistant, snapped me out of my daydreaming about my husband."Send it to everyone that ordered," she nodded."You have a meeting by 4 p.m. with Candler Inc." I nodded, not being able to speak because I felt sick in my stomach. I rushed to the bathroom to throw up. I had been throwing up since morning, not to mention the way I've been feeling sick these past few weeks, when we came home. Daphne rushed to my side, holding up my hair and rubbing my back."You need to see the doctor, ma'am. You've been sick the whole week," she said sharply, since I've been denying going to the doctor."It's just the flu. Don't worry," I said, waving it off."It's not
We were about to enter the cart when I saw the little boy who gave me a coin helping out his mother in a food stand. He was wearing worn out clothes and I immediately felt bad for him. I pulled Ethan with me and walked towards them. The little boy smiled at me making his entire chocolate eyes sparkle. "Two tacos please," I told the woman who looked so tired while she placed the tacos. She handed it over to me."5euro," the woman said in a tired voice and I took out a hundred and gave it to her."You can keep the change," I said immediately and her eyes widened. I had my assistant change some money into Euro for me last night. "Thank you so much" the woman held my hand with tears in her eyes and I smiled at her. I bent down to the little boy’s level and brought out a fifty and handed it to him despite his protest."Thank you for your coin" I whispered softly making his eyes widen. I ruffled his long brown hair and took Ethan's hand in mine."Have I ever told you how amazing you are?"
I can show you the worldI can make you smileIt's a promise, my loveFrom me to you. © Oluwatoyosi Precious POV I woke up first to see Ethan still sleeping peacefully. His thick black hair was rumpled, his head was once again on my bare chest with his hands wrapped around me. He looked like a hot mess. I moved his hands gently so I could stand up. Thankfully, he didn't wake up. I wrapped the second duvet around my body and went to press the button and ordered breakfast silently. I was on my honeymoon in Rome, staying in a suit, I was going to enjoy it and even though there was a stocked up kitchen, I didn't feel like cooking. I moved carefully to the bathroom to pee. I brushed my teeth, had a hot shower, and came out wearing a white silk bathrobe when I heard the knock. I rushed to the door careful not to wake him and collected the tray of food from the bellman, tipping him from my purse, he thanked me and left. I sat down by the bed with the tray on my lap and gently removed hi
It's time to spend, spoil, love,It's time to cherish, care, flaunt...Finally as one, thick as thieves,We will be ours, in every way. © Oluwatoyosi Precious’s POV The feeling of hot breath tickling my neck woke me up with a smile as I saw Ethan staring at me with adoration in his eyes. "Hmm... I really think I would love to get used to this" I whispered softly. "Good morning Ífé mi" I blushed at his endearment, letting a yawn escape my lips. "Good morning indeed, babe," I said back making him smile wildly. I don’t think I would get tired of his smile. It simply made his beautiful blue eyes sparkle. "Let's go shower," I let out a squeal as he carried me from the soft bed in the private plane. I should have expected he had other plans, and so after the rough love making, I was really sore. He placed me down with him behind me, switching on the shower he helped me bath. Once we were done, we stepped out and we got dressed when we heard the pilot telling us to take our seats sinc
I am yoursYou are mineIn every sense,In every way...©OluwatoyosiPrecious POVOkay, I was already thinking something was up cause we weren't heading to the airport, instead we were driving to a place I'd never been to but I was sure it was still Lagos."Ethan where are we going?" I asked curiously."It's a surprise" he smirked and I glared at him. I wanted to know now."Fine," I huffed angrily, folding my hands on my chest."Don't be like that love, we'll be here soon. I have a lot to do tonight," he purred seductively kissing me then nibbling my earlobe causing me to moan. I slapped my hand on my mouth. I didn't want the driver to hear me. He kept kissing my exposed neck and switching to my lips simultaneously. I didn't notice we had stopped."We're here," he said with a full blown smile. The door opened making me jump away from Ethan. He pulled me out to see a house. A big beautiful house that could easily be recognized as a mansion stood before me. "Ethan, why am I looking at
"I wasn't prepared to get slapped by a short fierce black girl, so if someone had told me I would be marrying a Nigerian girl then I would have laughed in the person's face. I wasn't prepared to meet you. You came like a light in my dark busy world, you came with your playfulness, your seriousness, your activeness, your fierceness, your Independence, but I love it all. You are my queen, the person who gives me peace, the person who gives me a reason to work harder and faster, the person who gives me a reason to love, the person who gives me a reason to keep going. I know I don't say it a lot but I love you, you are the person I want to wake up to, the person I want to live with, the person I want to see every night. You always told me God puts people in our lives for a reason, well you are my reason. I promise you today before man and God that I will love you, cherish you, take care of you, spoil you, be with you, and stick with you for the rest of our lives. I love you to the infinit
Here I stood, behind the giant doors to the church in all my nervousness."You look beautiful," I jumped at my dad's sudden voice but smiled either way."Thank you daddy. I'm so nervous," I admitted, because if there's anyone who could make my nerves go, it was my dad."You can get out now,"Woah, that wasn't what I expected."But think about how you will feel. Is it worth it with him? Will you be happy with him? You need to be selfish right now and consider yourself. Are you doing this for him or are you doing it for you?, Is he the one you want to wake up next to every day of your life?, Is he the person you want to have children with?, Is he the one you want God to join you to? These questions can only be answered by you. If you can't then you still have time to get out. But I want you to know that I'm proud of you no matter your decision" I thought about it.Ethan was the only one who made me feel peaceful apart from God. He was the person I wanted to see every day of every minute
I have waited so long for this day,Where I hold you in my arms,Where I kiss you with my heart,To tell you, you are finally mine..© OluwatoyosiEthan's POVI have dreamed of this day. I have thought about this day.I have waited for this day. Now it's finally here.It's my wedding day.I was standing in front of my mirror fixing my red tie as I kept thinking of my vows. I had suggested that we write our own vows and here I am, stuck, because there are so many things I want to say."You are going to make a hole in that mirror if you keep glaring at it. Aren't wedding days supposed to be happy days?" my dad's voice brought me back to reality, I hadn't noticed I was glaring at the mirror and made my hand get stuck in the tie. I sighed and looked at my dad. Maybe he could help me."I'm stuck dad. I was the one who suggested we write our own vows and now, I can't seem to make up my mind," I confessed and rubbed my temples while my dad laughed. The old man freaking laughed. I stared at