“What?!” Omarion nearly jumped to his feet. He felt a cold shiver run down his spine and his heart began to race faster. The reasons behind this sudden rush of unfamiliar and unusual frightened energy, he couldn’t explain nor control. Racheal was glad that she had something to make Omarion forget Isis and turn back to her. Little did she know that she only opened way for Omarion to go further with his undefined and weird emotions towards Isis Talon. “When did that happen and why am I just finding out now?” Omarion raised his voice. Racheal moved closer…the opportunity to badmouth Isis was here and Oh! She grabbed it with all her might. “ She did not show up for five days and such only happens when one quits so it is suffice to say that she quit”, Racheal replied. Omarion was not even listening to her. He couldn’t control the strong urge to know what exactly made Isis quit a job she wanted with al her heart. And, he had just given her a day off as compensation and she seemed excited
Isis was still sulking in the thoughts of her betrayal and utter rejection from James when she heard a knock on the door. She ignored it at first as she was utterly exhausted and worn out. She turned to look at the door and took her eyes off again. Her eyes had swollen a bit and she looked pale and sick. The knock came again and Isis grunted. “Phoenix, can you just come in already and stop playing around?” Isis said in a low tone that the person at the door wouldn’t hear. As she had concluded that her best friend was at the door. Exhausted and worn out, Isis couldn’t lift a finger not to talk of her legs. They were feeble and cold. Isis heaved a sigh. The door wasn’t even locked so it was easier to summon the person in. “come in!” she uttered lazily. This was followed by a long yawn as the door flung open. Her attention was on her cell phone so she barely turned to see who it was. A tall shadow approached Isis and fell on her phone. She raised her head to meet two bright and brown ey
Isis’ chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. What Omarion just uttered haunted a deep spot in her heart that she was even more pissed off. “How dare you try to turn the tables?” Isis yelled. She had completely dropped any helm of respect for Omarion. The young man rose to his feet and walked closer to Isis. Her hands formed into a fist as if she would dare to punch him if she ever had the chance to do so. Omarion drew a halt right in front of her face. He could see the centre of her head. He was almost twice her height. Omarion let a wicked chuckle. “Step back!”“I’m not stepping back!”“Step back and leave me the hell alone!”“Why the hell should I step back, huh? Have you lost it?” Omarion overshadowed her voice. All Isis could do was fume in silence. “I have nothing to do with what happened”, Omarion repeated. “That’s a blatant lie!” Isis replied. “How do you know it is one?” Omarion asked. “It is written all over your face. I know you told James about this” Isis replied. She wasn’
“The thing here is, I am not only wealthy with money but looks as well” Isis tried hard to avoid his eyes. She did not want anything fishy to happen again especially after the elevator scenario. She had to do everything necessary to avoid complications that could make a similar act spread its wings. “Every woman falls for my looks at first even before the money comes into the picture. So, what I am trying to say is; as one of the richest bachelors in the continent that every woman would want to have as her a man, don’t you think that James will come running back to you if he sees you with a rich guy in both money and looks?”, Omarion paused to take a breath. “James will definitely chase you down if he sees us together” Omarion made clear.Isis couldn't believe her ears. Whether or not the trash she just heard came out from Omarion's mouth, she didn't want to believe the reality. Isis struck a fierce glare at the gentleman who smiled at what he thought was a million dollar idea. " Wha
Phoenix was disappointed as she watched Omarion's car drive off. There was nothing she could do. He seemed to be in a hurry and doesn't even remember her at all. " How could he just forget me after a single night that almost made him crazy. I'll surely get him" Phoenix sucked her lower lips. She turned around and hurried to her apartment to inform Isis. As soon as she got to the door, she pushed it and left it barely closed rushing to Isis who was on the couch." Girl...you won't believe what just happened!" Phoenix exclaimed. Isis could see that she was elated. But then, her mood wouldn't match hers. Isis simply turned to face her best friend. " What is wrong with you? Are you angry again?" Phoenix asked. Isis didn't say a word. She just heaved a long sigh. Phoenix didn't want to ruin the mood as she knew Isis well. Girl could sulk for centuries if it had to do with her beloved James." Isis, you have to hear what I have to say right now" Phoenix said nearly screaming. She looked at I
Isis rolled her eyes over what Phoenix had said. She didn’t want to mention anything about what had transpired between her and Omarion before she returned from work. Soon, they finished eating up without Isis saying a word as regards what her best friend had asked. They paid off the waiter and packaged their things then headed home. “Isis, you are not saying anything?” phoenix broke the silence. “I don’t want to ruin the mood. I’m so happy right now and the last thing I want to talk about is work”, Isis said. Phoenix heaved a sigh and let things be. Moreover, she still had not completely recovered from her emotional trauma. The day ended on that note and dawn came shining in its glorious delight. Isis yawned as she stretched her arms reluctant to get out of bed. The thought of what Phoenix had said brushed through her mind but she shoved it. ISIS’ POVI lay back on the bed and tried to erase the thought from my mind but the harder I tried, the more it kept coming. “Fine! I’ll just g
OMARION’S POVAs soon as I got to my mansion, I went straight to my study without taking my clothes off. I shut the door behind me and went straight to the shelf. My hand brushed through the books on the shelf. I did not know exactly what I was looking for. All I know was that I wanted to take my mind off someone’s thought. My body could tell that I had changed drastically over the past few months. My mind could also attest to the fact that I had changed as well; Omarion, battling with the thought of another woman other than his beloved Lizeth. It was just crazy.I finally picked three books from the shelf and went over to my study table where I dropped them and sat into the chair beside it. The table had been cleared by Madam Louisiana because the last time I was in the study, I could remember scattering books all over. What a workaholic woman! I grabbed one of the books and took out some files from my briefcase. They were files from a contract I have been trying to seal for over a w
Omarion was confused. His maid was just blabbing on and on. He couldn’t even place a finger on why she was seriously defending Isis. “What the hell is this old woman saying? Does she even know Isis well?” Omarion thought to himself amidst Madam Louisiana’s blabbing. “I went to her house to check on her and found out that her dumb boyfriend broke up with her for reasons I know nothing about. How is this fault? First, Isis blamed me for her predicament and I had nothing to do with it. She caught her boyfriend red-handed fucking some girl which is none of my damn business!” Omarion thought. He heaved a sigh as Madam Louisiana’s voice kept going higher and higher. “I asked for sex yeah but the girl turned me down. When she accepted, we did not have sex at all. We did not. So, why is this fault? Why is everything Omarion’s fault?” he thought. “You have to tell me why you provoked that girl to leave your company” Madam Louisiana’s voice sank into his ears. He was fed up. “I did not make he