I was curious to know if Christian saw it while I sat patiently in the cafeteria.
His face could not hide that he was there as he returned with a cup of ice cream and pie for me while he settled with a cup of whiskey.Who orders a cup of alcohol at a time like that?"Are you okay?" Instead he replied as if he didn't hear the question.How's work?" He asked."Fine." That was awkward."The project is finally over, right?"Why was he asking questions?He looked cute as he hid his emotions behind those questions."Christian!" He raised his head and I saw jealousy written all over his face. I stared at him, eagerly waiting for him to spit it out."Jọláadé!" Finally!."I'm worried about you."He blurted."Why?""Because I care about you." And that was it, stuck in the web of step brothers."I..""I don't want your emotions to be taken for granted." He cut in.The thought of me making a fool of myself filled my mind."What if he was being sincere with the role and dialogue?""Have I made a fool of myself?... "But his smile was real and I believe those words must be.I flinched immediately and felt Christian's hand on mine. I looked at the table and saw how he carefully stroked my hand.Deep down I know he has feelings for me but my heart was somewhere else; with someone else.I returned home devastated.My misery vanished when I saw the person standing at the entrance to my apartment with a big bouquet and a bottle of wine.He smiled and I returned it with a bigger smile.I got excited.I slammed the door and jumped into his bosom.I laid my head on his chest, bit my lower lip and dropped his gift on the table.I pushed him against the sofa and watched him stumble into it.He was taken aback by my actions."Jọ....Jọlá." He stuttered.I sat across his laps and loosen his buttons."Jọlá." He stared into my eyes; he grabbed my hands and told me to stop.l felt embarrassed."No! It's not what you think."Then what could possibly be the reason, it was what he has always wanted any day; anytime.He drew on my face with his finger like he always does." This time, I'm taking it slow. It's a fresh start for us. I want to show love to you in diverse ways without going that far."I laughed at his words because they were too strange to come out from him."Zach? Are you okay?" I was curious as I placed my hand on his forehead just to check if he was not ill."I meant every word." He sounded srsincere."It's true I'm sexually attracted to you which I think is normal but at the same time what I feel is beyond that. Let's start afresh, Joláadé." He added.I stood up from his laps and sat beside him.We talked all night, ate dinner together and watched a movie until we slept off.The alarm tone from my phone was what woke us up the next day.I did not want him to leave yet, I held him so close as I grumbled. He smiled and said" you have to go to work. ""Oh! No!" I rumbled.He broke loose from my arms, stood up from the sofa, pulled back the table we had placed our legs on while watching the movie and all of a sudden he carried me off the sofa and headed to the bedroom."Let me go!" And changed his direction to the bathroom."Oh!No!" l exclaimed.Nevertheless I was excited.He left me inside the bathroom and locked the door."Until you are done don't bother calling me." He said jokingly.>>>It was the most wonderful day of my life; the day I went to work without my car. He had dropped me off at work and promised to pick me up after work hours.It went on and on for days. We were happy but Christian was disappointed I returned to him. I told him 'll rather follow my heart; even though I broke his heart I still get in touch with him once in a while through messages.There are times we met at Zach's place, he was always uncomfortable and will have to leave immediately.Zach was getting to suspect.The movie was going to premiere and my staff and I got the privilege to attend. It was a huge success for Apex insurance and for the movie agency. It was a great turn out.The premiere came to an end and I received a message from Christian stating his illness has caused him to be absent from the premiere.I told Zach to let us check up on him. We knew he would still be at his bar.Zach drove in. My phone rang." Mr Richard." I told him." Go on; I'll join you soon." He left and I answered the call." Jọlá Jọlá... what a wonderful job you've done!""I did nothing, sir."Oh! You are so humble… Keep up the good work and keep me updated.""I will sir.".The call ended and walked into the bar. As noisy as usual. l could hear loud voices as a result of arguments as i got closer toChristian's office.The door was wide open. I rushed in to separate the duo.Zach had landed a couple of punches on his stepbrother.I pushed Zach aside and reached for his weak stepbrother who was not capable of overpowering him.Zach was disappointed as I went for his brother instead of him. But who would I have helped out if not for the one taking in the punches."So it's true... You have feelings for him" Zach yelled in a burst of anger."What are you talking about?" I was confused. He tried to take me out if the room leaving his helpless brother behind but l dropped his hand and returned to his brotherwho was bleeding.“Why should l ask? You obviously chose him over me." he blurted and bolted out of the room.Maybe it was a mission accomplished for my adversary, caused by my foolishness.For the rest of the night Zach had ignored my calls and I thought I should let him be...The greatest shocking news of the season hit the internet and spread across the city.I jumped out of bed in my pajamas and drove out of the compound. l arrived at the hospital filled with Press waiting outside the building; the gist makers. I found my way into the hospital without calling the Press attention.l enquired from a nurse about Zach who was even excited to lead me to the ward. She must be conversant with the internet gists.I found him unconscious in the VIP ward with bandages around his head and legs." How was he able to get here?""A good Samaritan." The nurse replied.“Please can I see the reports and diagnosis?"The Nurse left and returned with the report. "drunk?" That won't be good for his reputation after I had glanced through it."Yes ma'am ""Thank God they are mere injuries.""In no time, he'll recover.""Can you conceal the drunk aspect of the report? His agency or anyone else must not know about it."She was a bit reluctant but eventually agreed after I had credited her bank account with thesum of one hundred thousand.The director arrived a
My life seemed kinda perfect, right? Maybe it was; maybe it wasn't.It was no longer a secret that Zach got engaged to a common woman. His agency had thought he acted out of stupidity just for the press. Yet, when they realized it was not a gimmick some of his deals got terminated.Terrible, right?What was I supposed to do? I didn’t see it coming… getting so much attention, and my pictures boldly displayed on several pages and blogs. Thinking about it, he was already living the life… the fame and all. Why did he move on with the proposal when he knew what was at stake? I asked myself almost all the time. Or was it just a publicity stunt?That can't be true. I felt it… His eyes… The moment was so real that I could reminisce over and over.However, work has been flourishing ever since the release of the movie. We gained more wealthy clients. It didn't just end with the business tycoons, even politicians were keen on investing.Therefore, I could say I owe that part of my success
She said it and before a blink of an eye the rumor was everywhere.It disgusts me when I see these wannabe queen bees and upcoming content creators take advantage of an ugly situation just to gain views and followers.I got back home very late and made something light for dinner.Dinner was over; I had a cold shower and wrapped myself.My phone buzzed; Zach was calling;“Hi… did you miss me, already?” I teased.“I'm at the door.” He mumbled.I hurried to the door and let him in.“Hi…” he greeted; catching his breath as I shut the door. He was wearing a short and an oversized hoodie with sunglasses.“If you are trying to disguise yourself, you've done pretty bad because you only made yourself look more suspicious.”“Oh my!” he exclaimed childishly. He took off his sunglasses and the hood hiding his face.Finally, he noticed what I was wearing; a white towel. He struggled to act neutral.We proceeded into the bedroom. He slumped on my bed like one who is tired.I sat before my dressi
Sunshine…rain…happiness…sadness…It's been weeks of emotional rollercoaster; nevertheless work has been fine.Three weeks of refusing to see or talk to him; forwarded his calls into voicemail and would listen whenever I wanted.During that period I had the advantage to visit mommy Enitan's children; I wondered how they had been coping as they had been on my mind.They were staying with a relative in another state who seemed to be doing a good job by taking care of them. However, a mother's love is incomparable.As much as the saying is true with most people, for me it was otherwise.Ever wondered why I haven't mentioned family, because to me family is restraint; to my dream, purpose and self-esteem. I wondered what power they thought they had to choose and write your destiny. They believe they are always right. On this fateful day, work had been so hectic; from one meeting to the other; evaluation, reviewing reports and making new strategic plans.My table was loaded…I was in a
“Hello, I heard you came to the bar. Are you feeling well? Please contact me upon receiving this message.”Christian! It seems one of his employees informed him of my presence. I felt remorseful for not reaching out to him since his departure, yet he displayed concern for me.Perhaps he was aware of the current situation between Zach and me.That particular day, I was not feeling well, luckily it was Friday. Therefore, I opted to work from the comfort of my home.I spent the entire day ruminating, and by noon, I was still in bed with my book, laptop, and phone.I found it difficult to reach out to him; I missed him, but I hesitated to make contact on uncertain terms.My phone rang; it was a video call from Christian, which I transferred to my laptop."Christian, hello!"I greeted warmly."Hey!"he responded, noting my demeanor."It has been a while,"I murmured."You appear distant, and you do not look well,"he observed."I am fine,"I replied, attempting to compose myself."No, you're no
One day, while I was grocery shopping, I encountered an unusual woman wearing sunglasses who accidentally bumped into me. I couldn't help but wonder about her choice of sunglasses and a hoodie. I even speculated that she might be a victim of domestic violence.Despite avoiding eye contact, her voice sounded oddly familiar. To confirm my suspicion, I called out her name - Jadesola. The recognition in her reaction confirmed my suspicions. As she removed her sunglasses, I finally saw her face - Jọláadé. She uttered my name in astonishment.I couldn't help but question why she felt the need to disguise herself, considering she is a well-known celebrity. My confusion was quickly dispelled when I finally noticed her baby bump, which left me speechless.I could only hope that my assumptions were incorrect. Zach had better pray that my fears were unfounded.I seethed with fury within. A baby bump? How could this be? My mind had conjured up countless scenarios. Perhaps I had fallen prey to dec
As I opened the curtains, the warm sunlight of a November morning poured into the room, filling me with a sense of calm and confidence. The upcoming trip was on my mind, and I knew I had to be well-prepared not only to impress my boss but also to make a mark on every woman working in the insurance industry in our country."Hey Bella, could you please collate the files I emailed you and reach out to all the clients involved to schedule a meeting at the office for a biodata upgrade? Also, make sure to assign some staff members who are meticulous and detail-oriented, "I dictated a voice message.The day was off to a beautiful start, marking the beginning of a new month. Excitement and nervousness mingled within me as thoughts of the upcoming presentation danced in my head. Still in my pyjamas, I made my way to the kitchen to whip up a quick breakfast. I cracked two eggs into a bowl, sprinkled in my favourite seasonings and spices, and whisked them together. Just as I was about to take th
I awoke to a loud knock at the door. My eyes met Bella, who was peacefully slumbering on the sofa. I fetched a blanket and covered her lower body. Slipping my feet into a slipper, I cautiously peered out before identifying the visitor. As I opened the door, I was greeted by Erica, holding a small box of cookies, her face adorned with a warm smile."Good morning, girl," she greeted. "I overheard the lively gathering you had last night. While they say three's a crowd, I wouldn't mind being included next time," she implored with a childlike charm that I found amusing.Just as I was about to respond, she interrupted, pointing to the box of cookies she held out to me. "Here," she said. "Consider these cookies a token of my desire to be your friend.""A bribe?" I quipped."A bribe? If that's how it seems, I would be delighted if we could establish a positive relationship," she replied. I graciously accepted her gift, and she beamed in return."I would also like to extend an invitation for
I felt agitated and anxious while pacing back and forth in my office; he had stopped answering my calls. Suddenly, he entered my office, catching me off guard. However, his expression was not what I had expected; he was sporting a wide grin and carrying a shopping bag. "Zach? You need to explain yourself. What's happening? You had me concerned." "There's no need to worry," he replied, moving closer. Placing the bag on the sofa, he continued, "Do you recall the movie trailer that garnered over two million views in just two days?" "Yes, I do," I responded. "We have received numerous calls and emails from people requesting to attend the premiere. It's in a week, and I want you to accompany me." "Are you certain this is wise?" "Why wouldn't it be?" "What about your agency and fans?" "Can you momentarily set them aside and focus on me? This is my desire." After a brief pause, I nodded, "I'll do it for you," he motioned towards the bag. "What's inside?" I asked as we both sat on
While we were driving back home, Zach became curious and inquired, "What was the secret?" "It's something I can't reveal." "Yes, I understand it's confidential." "Exactly, that's why I can't disclose it." "Are we keeping secrets from each other?" "Alright, I'll share this much - it's women's talk." "And then?" "That's all I can say for now." He looked at me and grinned. "Could you please concentrate on driving?" "How can I focus when you're right here beside me?" I smiled, feeling my cheeks flush at his compliment. "We need to prepare for the wedding," I reminded him. >>>> The anticipated day arrived at last; wedding bells chimed, love filled the air, and the celebration was in full swing. I may have upset a few people by taking their place, but I paid no mind to whoever they might have been. The church service concluded, and the reception was a lively affair filled with dancing and joy. The bride had wed a football star who had all the ladies swooning; I caught glimpses
I followed the guard to the room where he was detained and handcuffed. Both the lawyer and Zach wanted to accompany me, but I insisted on going alone. Upon entering the room, I was met with a malevolent grin on the guard's face, causing a shiver to run down my spine. The guard excused himself as I seated, leaving me to face the most malevolent individual I had ever encountered. "I received your message from the court. So, you've decided to take legal action?" he sneered. "I can't fathom where you found the courage to do so. Someone must have influenced you. But beware, if the tables turn, I will come after you and all those close to you." It was evident that he was trying to mask his fear. He knew there was no turning back from this, as I, the witness, was determined to ensure that he received the rightful judgment he deserved. Taking a deep breath, I began, "Firstly, I must express my regret for ever crossing paths with you. Secondly, I release you from my heart today so that I m
The following morning, he was still fast asleep when I woke up. I brushed my teeth and went through my skincare routine. I heard a strange noise coming from the living room, so I decided to investigate. As I walked downstairs, my braids fell across my shoulders. To my surprise, the door was left slightly open. Although we might have forgotten to lock it due to last night's activities, we definitely didn't leave it ajar. I noticed a large suitcase near the entrance, which was unexpected since Zach hadn't mentioned any travel plans. I heard a grunt and some muffled talking outside the house. I waited and saw an elderly man entering, carrying a heavy suitcase that he dropped by the door. When he saw me, he asked, "And who might you be?" I was at a loss for words since I didn't recognize him, but then Mrs. Williams walked in, surprising me. "You're here!" she exclaimed happily, and I greeted her in a traditional manner by kneeling. "Hey!" she stopped me, pulling me to my feet. "You don'
I have decided to detach myself from my neighbours; they always end up causing me heartache. I graciously accepted the gift, but it didn't really excite me. I put on a fake smile and greeted her. She thanked me and left with the little girl. I wish them well and hope they stick around longer than the others. I wasn't in the mood for any more neighbour drama; I had my fill of it. Why is it customary to give gifts to new neighbours when they move in? I don't personally see the point. I went back inside and took a much-needed shower, feeling refreshed and clean. I returned to the living room in casual attire and watched a bit of a movie while having lunch. Then, I received a call from Zach, saying, "The trial date has been set. We'll be going to court more often." he texted. I let out a sigh, my breath shaking, a hint of fear creeping into my heart. I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. I have to do this, not just for myself, but for my mother. Benson must be held accountable.
"Would you like me to prepare your bath?" I paused in the middle of sipping my tea and turned to face him. I swallowed, "What exactly do you mean by 'prepare my bath'?" I inquired. "Don't worry, I am fully capable of doing it myself," I insisted. "Are you certain?" he persisted. "Yes, I am," I responded, attempting to avoid overreacting. Placing the cup on the tray, I started to rise from the bed. "Where are you off to?" he inquired. "I need to head to the gym, so I must get ready," I explained. "Should I accompany you?" he asked. "No, you can stay here and wait for my return. It should only take around two to three hours," I reassured. "Two to three hours?" he exclaimed. "Are you sure about this? What if you injure yourself?" he countered. "I am not a child, Zach. I am perfectly capable of looking after myself," I insisted. Just as the words left my lips, I accidentally bumped my leg against one of the clothing boxes near the closet. I winced, and before I knew
"There were numerous beds, blankets, and a cosy atmosphere, and I found myself wondering why he wouldn't make a move on me. I had an amazing night - the delicious food, the movies we watched, and spending the whole day with him until this morning was so enjoyable. But apart from a kiss on my forehead, there wasn't anything more." I vented my feelings while trying to keep my composure in my seat. "And you wanted more..." the therapist asked. "Yes, I did." "Then why didn't you take the initiative?" "Because... because I was scared he avoided it because of my past. Maybe he doesn't find me attractive anymore," I assumed. "When a man treats you so well, it shows his true feelings for you. Have you thought that he might not have made a move because he knows you're hurting and thinks it wouldn't be considerate of him?" the therapist suggested. I sighed, realizing she might be right. I've noticed the way he looks at me, his eyes filled with more passion for me than ever before, and I
"He did that?" "Yes. I was quite taken aback myself," I responded to the lady seated across from me. The office was pleasant and cosy; gazing at the woman's countenance assured me that I could confide in her. She had been an attentive listener all along. She was recommended to me by one of the incredible individuals I met at the gym, and my sessions with her have been excellent thus far. "First and foremost, I must commend you for your courage in opening up to him. It truly requires a lot of bravery to confess to him despite being aware of the potential outcomes," she remarked. "Thank you," I murmured, wiping away the remnants of tears on my face with the tissue in my hand. "So, how have you been feeling since then?" I exhaled, raising my head slightly with my gaze fixed on the wall behind her. "I felt relieved; relieved that I was no longer concealing things from him; it felt like a weight of the secret had been lifted, and I felt a sense of ease; but somehow, it didn't alleviat
We strolled down the street together, taking in the sights. Out of the blue, he reached for my hand, catching me off guard. As we passed by my usual store, I felt drawn to the array of alcoholic beverages on display, my throat craving a sip. "Zach, do you know why my doctor warned me about alcohol?" I inquired. "No, I have no clue," he replied. "I struggle with alcohol... I'm addicted... and right now, I just wish I could drown my sorrows in a bottle until they disappear," I confessed. He halted, gently turning my face to meet his gaze. "Are you in pain?" he asked. I let out a sigh and resumed walking, with him following closely. "Do you know why I take that pill? I suffer from tremors and anxiety when I'm scared or anxious," he revealed. "Stop beating around the bush, Jolaade. Just tell me," he urged. "Would you mind if we stopped over there?" I gestured towards a nearby restaurant, suggesting we grab a bite to eat and chat. He agreed, and we secured a private table at the re