She seemed so sure, her eyes sparkles as she spoke. I didn’t know what to say. Of course, Lucas was not my fiancé, we weren’t even dating. But how to tell her that we are married was the problem now… “Is he not your fiancée? You can tell me anything Helen, I may not be your mum, but I am old enough to birth your mum. As such, I can give you some advice to live with. Forget my age, I was once a pretty young woman just like you. I have never seen you with any man, even before your mum left for the hospital. Seeing you now as called for concern. Again, You are not just going out with a low-class person, but with a person that’s richer than all your family members in death and the ones alive. Look at the car you just pull up with.” I could only look at her and say nothing, going on in my head, was the right words to say to her. I find my courage and stood up from my squatting position and lean toward her.“I brought your rent, I’m rushing out now I will see you when I am back granny” I h
All through the journey, we quietly drove with soft music blaring from the speakers. It was a good thing I didn't step into the restaurant to get anything. It was the city's most expensive restaurant. It wasn't a place a middle-class person is found, to talk less of a penniless lady like me. I was excited to see my favorite restaurant a few pulls away. I signaled the driver where to stop, and he agreed with a nod. When we finally reached, I pointed to the restaurant again when I noticed he wasn’t going in, and instead of the driver pulling over at the restaurant parking lot, he parked at the roadside. I wasn't getting why he decided to park there, but I assume he was pressed or out of gas. I ignore the thought, whatever the case, it wasn't a concern to me, all I wanted was a good meal. I tried to open the door, but I couldn't. I looked up and lock eyes with the driver, he was looking at me from the rare view mirror. “Why? What's happening here, why's the door not opening?” I asked
The restaurant was my favorite spot. I didn't have any difficulty in finding myself around. I went straight to the counter and ordered a plate of noodles and a bottle of orange fruit juice. Just when I turned to leave, I heard a soft voice behind me.“Helen!” I turned swiftly and look in the direction. It was Sandra, my classmate. I beamed with joy seeing her and walked to her as fast as I could. She stood up from her table, her expression clearly showed that her heart was filled with joy seeing me too, she rushed down and gave me a hug. Sandra was the only person in my school that I was close to. We have been on talking terms since my first year but have never been this close until the start of summer break. When I met her at a coffee shop, I went to apply for a job since I lost the previous one. She was there for the same purpose. After the encounter, we became friends and co-workers in the coffee shop.Her story was similar to mine, which made us become closer. She was an orphan
As usual, the thought of running didn’t cease to come. But unfortunately, it wasn’t a good idea. He had men around and with his long legs, I wasn’t sure I will move 3 steps without being caught. I watched him in fright as he approached me. With his eyeballs fixed on my face, with each step towards me, I made a step backward. I wished I could make a magic wand and disappear from his sight. I looked at my driver lying on the floor, in a pool of blood, I wondered if he was still a life. I looked at him and this time he was a few steps away from where i and Sandra were standing. “Who are you, and what do you want from me.” I was shaking, but I stood my ground, look him in the face, and asked him those questions. It wasn’t that I wanted those answers, I just wanted to distract him, if that will make him back off. But he seems determined not to be distracted by anyone. He stopped when he felt he was closer enough and stare at me. From where he stood, I could feel his breath on my forehea
Unexpectedly, a gunshot filled the room. It was so loud that I felt an instant void in my earring. I wanted to cover my ears with my hands but I was blocked by his mighty hands that were still grabbing my chin. Then I heard a heavy fall land on the floor, and all the chairs around joined in the fall. I badly wanted to turn and look at Sandra but I was shielded by Buzz's arm. It was so strong that I felt my chin bones crack from the pressure. I was left, only to the visuals in my mind, photos of a dying Sandra. I held my breath as the force of hot tears burned inside my fragile mind. Not too long, it rushed out, down to my chest with speed like the waters from Victoria Falls. I shut my eyes, and the feelings of pity and pain stunk me more. I never wanted this to happen, not for me, not for Sandra, and not for anyone else. Groaning from pain filled the room, I thought of Sandra that instant but recall that women hardly groan; they scream. Then I shifted my thoughts to the driver, he m
I don’t know what transpired between them. I don’t know who was the rightful person to assume the CEO’s office of Triple Friend's Group of Companies, either. All I know is that I won’t wish my enemy what Lucas has done to Buzz. Buzz may be heartless, but he doesn’t deserve such treatment. To think that Buzz would do the same to someone if he was in Lucas’s shoes, was very difficult, I wouldn’t believe it if I was told. Lucas's blows were as heavy as a bag of granite, and they landed on Buzz's face like a stone to a kernel, with every punch comes a tear. He continued with the blow till Buzz's white suit was all soaked with blood. If fear was a name, then I’d be called. I could imagine the pain he was going through like all the punches landed on my body. I couldn’t help but think, about what he’d do to me if I offend him. I felt pity for Buzz, forgetting how he almost slice my forehead with a pocket knife, how he ordered Sandra to be shot, how he almost crushed the bones of my chin
Lucas was the coldest man I have ever seen. I couldn’t believe that after such a brutal event, he shoved his hands inside his pocket and walk away like nothing really happened. I was so weak to call his name, and even so, weak to walk, thanks to the bodyguard who supported me to the car. I have plenty of words for Lucas, words I would love to talk to him about. But I wasn’t sure of myself having the courage to talk to him. “Make these men regret ever coming up against me,” Lucas said to Mr. Philip, pointing at Buzz’s men, who were kneeling before him. I had it in my subconscious that Lucas had the physical strength to fight ever since our encounter on the day of the grand finale, I also knew that his family was powerful, but I just didn’t know how socially powerful he was himself. No one in the country could boast of having a private military battalion that answers to his name. But still, Lucas commands a troop of a private army. He was indeed powerful.Buzz was left half dead in th
I woke up when the car made a turn and entered a road that looked like a runway. I hurriedly lifted my head when I noticed I was leaning on Lucas's shoulders. It was embarrassing that I have stained his white shirt with my saliva. He turned to look at me, but I avoided his eyes and quickly looked away. The tinted glass prevented me from having a clear view. With the black background, I still manage to see the gold-plated gate that opened itself as we drove in. Lucas lived in a villa. From the gate, I anticipated a building with more sophisticated technology. The car made a turn around a water fountain with stood high like a roundabout parked at the lot. Shortly the door opened and Lucas stepped out first, the chauffeur behind the door bow a bit as he walked past him. He did the same to me as I joined, I wanted to rebuke him and tell him I don’t want such treatment, but I was distracted by the fountain I barely saw. I didn’t notice the vastness of the fountain, no wonder it took for