“So, why are the reports of the proximate analysis not among the documents here?” I asked and trained my eyes on the blonde, probably 6 ft tall man standing behind the small wooden podium.“We haven’t completed the analysis yet. We are still considering other options,” another man, who had brown hair and was clad in an all-black suit outfit, that made me wonder how he wasn’t hot, said with a smug look on his face.Hmm, a douchebag.“Let me see if I get this right. Do you mean to tell me that the chocolate-coated potato chips project that was authorized by Mr. Davis three months ago hasn’t gotten anywhere in terms of laboratory analytical data and that you all are still considering other options that are in turn delaying further commencement of the project? Did I get that right?” I watched as the brown-haired man flinched at my eerily calm tone.At least it wiped the smug look off his face.“We still do not think it is the best project for the upcoming fall season,” the blondie said, a
By the time I was done with my work for the day, it was almost 6 pm and I was more than ready to get out of this place. I was tired, hungry, and sleepy and couldn’t decide whether to get take out or just sleep off.I sighed, pushed back the leather chair, picked up my coat and bag, and walked out of my office.The floor was empty because I had asked Brooklyn to get off, at her normal leaving time and that was two hours ago. I talked to Ethan during lunch but I would have to call him when I get home. Entering the elevator, I pressed the ground floor button and got a ping on my phone.“Are you done with work?” A smile lit my face at Ethan’s text.“Yeah, leaving already,”I replied and closed my eyes for a bit. The elevator opened just as I got another ping.“I miss you,” My heart fluttered. I had been so busy with work that the only time we met was when he made the effort to come by my apartment and make me his mum’s famous pancakes.“Not as much as I miss you,” It was true. I missed
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