Derrick’s POVMy head is splitting. I could feel every activity in my head and my back aches a lot. It felt like I had slept on a stone and needed a good massaging session to bring my bones back in shape. I tried turning and found myself on the floor. When did my bed get so small? I tried opening my eyes, but the brightness attacked me. I closed it back and winced when I felt the headache grow. I would definitely need my hangover soup and drugs to reduce this headache.On the second attempt, I was able to open my eyes successful. I adjusted my gaze to my surroundings and it looked nothing like my room. Where was I?From the sofa that was behind me, to the television and player system, I knew I was in a living room. And not just any living room because I could recognise this living room, I have been there a lot of times. Okay, maybe not a lot of times. But, I have been here enough and checked the place well to know exactly where it was at first glance.What was I doing in
Naomi’s POV“What are you doing here, Desmond!”His gaze moved around, probably to take in everyone sitting in the dining room. He smiled at Dean. Dean got up to run to him with a wide smile on his face.“It’s good to see you, Desmond.”Desmond scoop him from the floor and hugged him like they were forever buddies. I glanced at Derrick, and the hurt on his face was obvious. I was torn between telling him that Dean had no serious relationship with Desmond but I kept quiet. Maybe this was better. It was another way to prove to him that I wasn’t available for all the frolicking he has been doing but I was also not available for anyone.I glanced at Emily, she had a wide smile on her face. Just looking at her made me figure everything out. She had invited Desmond here probably to spite Derrick or she had invited him the day we parted. Either way, I was unhappy with the way she had decided to handle things. She just gave Desmond more entrance into our lives. The guy was a strange
“We need to talk.” Emily parroted “But first I have to apologise to you. I am really sorry for all I did. It was because I love you so much. I just want you to be happy. I never intended to force my opinion on you.”Of course, I knew all she did was out of love. For that reason, I couldn’t hate her. I pulled her in for a hug.“Me too. Me too.” Dean screamed pulling our legs and hugging them closer to him.“Of course, prince. You too.” Emily picked him up and pecked him. That earned a wide smile on his lips which in turn made me smile. Finally, the day seems to be getting better. A beep was heard, and Emily brought her phone out to read whatever text she got. I moved back inside to give her privacy but she walked inside with me.“That’s Desmond, he texted me that he was back home and would love to have lunch with us someday.”I sighed. “I thought we have…”She cut me off, “I know we just agree on how important your privacy is that’s why I am letting you know. If you don’t wan
Derrrick’s POVIf I was told I could feel anger to this extent, I would have doubted it. I have never been so angry at anyone not to talk of myself. I was so angry at myself. I was angry at Naomi for making me angry at myself and I was angry at Emily – her loyal friend. But mostly, I was angry at that Desmond guy for running my morning and in turn my whole day. Why did he have to come at that time when everything was going smoothly with Naomi. She was already warming up to me.“Good day, brother. What’s tickling your pants?” Diana was at the bar with two wine glasses in front of her. I moved to the bar, picking up one glass and pouring all the content in my mouth. She narrowed her eyes at me. “What’s happening to you? You have been moody these days, and you have been consuming alchol more than you do.”I only groaned which made her more curious. “Is it business? Are you losing some kind of big deals that I have no idea about?”If it was business, I would not be having headaches
Surprise was an understatement. I am more than surprised by the flower I received early this morning. I have never been gifted flowers because I have never been courted properly but what ws more surprising was the sender of the flowers. When I received it, all my thought was that it was from Desmond. I had smile and thanked the delivery man, thinking about how right Emily was. I really needed a man in my life. Then, I picked the note attached to the flower and it fell from my hand.I knew I destroyed our homeAnd I broke you.I want you to know that I’m not perfectAnd I want to make our home again,Better this time.DBI knew Derrick’s intials, but what was more surprising was that in our two years of marriage, Derrick hd never gifted me anything. He believed everything I needed was in the house.Perceiving the flower, I smiled against it. This was the first gift I was receiving from him and I will cherish it. I placed it in the pot near my working place, smiling at it whenev
Derrick’s POVThis was the third flower I was sending to Naomi in just a day and I really hope it’s all working the way Ricky said. I have never done anything to please a woman in my life. There were always ready to satisfy me. At least, I took the fact that none of my flowers were returned as good news.The beeping of my office line got my attention as I picked it up. “Sir, a Miss Drivels is here to see you.”Miss Drivels. I tried to recall if I know anyone by that name but I keep coming back blank. Maybe it was one of the blonds I had met in Naomi’s absent.“Let her in.”The line went dead and soon a lady came in. She was beautiful with her slim body; curvy hips and she had the height to maintain her long slender leg. Her face was not familiar, there was no way I would have met a lady like her and not remember her face. I waited for my body to respond to her beauty and revealing legs in her short gown, but there was nothing.“How can I be of help to you, Miss Drivels?”She
Naomi's POV"I want to invite you to dinner."I must have heard him wrong. There was no way Derrick Boone would invite me to a dinner date with him. If he did, then pigs have started flying. Although, he had been doing a lot of strange things recently but asking me out is out of it. He was different from the man I was married to but that doesn't mean I would just accept his invitation."Why should I?"He looked like a kid whose favourite toy got stolen. "I told you. I want you back in my life and I want to make it up to you."Who is this guy and what has he done to the Derrick I know? The last time I had suggested going with him to a dinner party. He had that a lot. Sometimes, it's a lunch party. Sometimes, charity parties. There was always one party or another to go to. I was bored out of my head from reading and just playing wife at home. I was young and needed fun in my life. I wanted to attend one of those parties - mainly out of curiosity - because Derrick always comes back late
Derrick's POVI had always been regarded as the life of the party but at the moment I felt as if I don't have a life not to talk about being the life of a party. I sat in a corner drinking my wine slowly while trying to take in the scene before me. Everyone was grinding. They all had a partner who came with them to the party, and most were kissing and about to get a room upstairs. It was supposed to be a business meeting, whereby you make new connections, and seal old deals with old connections. But, it seem I was out of tune with the term of the party. I was sexually deprived. Ever since I heard of Naomi's return I had abstained from sex, not because I wanted to but because nothing in the skirt department apart from Naomi was doing it for me. I was still trying to get myself drunk when I laid my eyes on the fucker that came to Naomi's house. What a surprise! I had no idea we roamed the same social circle and it was my first time seeing him. He sat at the bar, and a redhead slim la
Naomi’s PovEverywhere was silent and the fact that it was all white made me feel a bit dizzy. I updated Derrick as I waited for the nurse to bring in Sandy.While awaiting trial, she was diagnosed with some kind of mental issue and was immediately transferred to a psychiatric hospital.I wasn’t supposed to be visiting her according to Derrick. I needed to stay far away from her, but I couldn’t help but be curious. I needed to know why she did that to me. I had expected it from Maya but never from Sandy.The banging of the door made me look up. Sandy was dressed in all white overall, her hair packed to one side with a cloth. Her face was bare. I had never seen her without makeup. She always wore it. She looked like a totally different person without her makeup. “Looks who’s here?” She said in a sing-song.The nurse left her, “Be careful. She’s getting better, but she isn’t well yet.”With that, she was gone.For a few minutes, I stared at the woman who made my life miserable these pa
Nomi's POVI paced my room as I waited for another message from Derrick. Ever since he claimed he needed to make a move, there was no message from him, which only raised my anxiety.I hated that he was putting himself in danger, but there was no other option. I had checked the location he shared with me, and I knew he had left the club hours ago, but now the blue dot on the map just sat in a place. He hadn’t moved from where he was for hours.There was no way Derrick wouldn’t have sent me a message to tell me what was going on with him, especially when I had sent him a message.I called Ricky. Immediately he picked up, and before I could ask him any question, he asked me first, “Did you hear from Derrick?”I could literally hear my heartbeat, “That was the reason I called you. He’s in some strange location that isn’t the club, and he isn’t picking up his calls. I’m afraid.”“I get you. Derrick sent me some pictures he found in Sandy’s room. He should be coming back unless he has been
Derrick’s POVTempting SandyI could hardly believe I was doing this again. I was back at the club, but this time to trap someone else entirely. Naomi had shown me various pictures of Sandy, she believed it would make it easier for me to identify her. And although it was the last thing I wanted, I could easily recognize her with my eyes closed.When she walked into the club with her out-of-shape dress, it only cemented the idea that she truly was the one after us. How could a woman dress that way and expect any man to be attracted to her?I had intentionally sat at an open place, so she could spot me whenever she came in. If truly she was attracted to me, she should be eager to garnish my attention, not knowing she was walking into a trap.But when our eyes met, she looked away.I sip a bit of my drink with renewed interest. Did she do that intentionally or are we just suspecting the wrong person?I spent hours waiting for her to make a move, but she didn’t. She had drank, danced, and
Naomi’s POV“You can’t mean Sandy.”The room was silent momentarily before Derrick nodded, “Of course, I meant her. Doesn’t she know you as much as Maya does?”She does, but Sandy is nothing like Maya. She was satisfied with what she had. She never craved what belonged to someone else. Someone like her won’t ever play a game like this. She was the peacekeeper in the group. Yet, I couldn’t open my mouth to justify her. We were talking about my son’s welfare. So I am open to all possibilities. It would be heartbreaking to discover this was truly Sandy.“But…” I opened my mouth to talk but the expression on everyone’s face told me not to try it.“So, we know that. What do we do?” Diana asked. She clung to Ricky, but the last thing on my mind was asking what was happening between them. I was more bothered about my child than their relationship.“We pretend we don’t know about it and set the same trap for her.”“But what if we are wrong again?” I can’t curb it.What if we are barking the w
Naomi’s POVI saw it. I was bothered because I hadn't heard from Derrick, and he hadn’t called. So, after putting Dean to bed, I came back to wait for him. It was the sound of the car that alerted me. I was waiting for him in the living room when I heard it. I jumped up from my seat to check if it was truly him, and that was when I saw him holding the same package. I recognized it now as I had stared at numerous of it and the image had found a way to stick to my head. So, I knew what he was holding.I expected him to come in, but he had gone back to his car and drove off. It kept me awake all night.‘What could have been in that package?’‘Did we get the wrong person?’‘What was going on?’‘Why didn’t Derrick come in to show it to me?’‘Why did he leave without saying anything?’A little tap behind me brought me back and made me realize that the egg I was frying was burnt beyond recognition.“Mum, What’s wrong?”I could list a lot of things that I thought were wrong in my head, but I
Derrick’s POVI had spent an hour discussing on an online meeting before Ricky stumbled to the living room in just his underwear. At first, he didn’t see me as his eyes were shut and he moved like he was being pushed towards his kitchen. I watched him finish a bottle of water before he opened his eyes. When he turned and saw me, he almost fell, making my smirk grow. It wasn’t every time I was able to surprise him, but getting such a reaction out of him made me momentarily forget what I was going through.“Dude, what are you doing in here?”I cocked a brow at him, “I should be asking what you were doing up there, but I don’t want to know. It gross just thinking about it.”He placed his finger into his hair before moving beside me, “Don’t tell me you have been here for a while?”I raised my hand. I am not saying a word.He smirked, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I had no idea how you were going to react and I didn’t want to add something else to everything going on around you.”I nodded,
Derrick’s P.O.V.My head aches; it doesn’t help that Maya or whatever she was called kept talking about herself. I’ve never met anyone so self-absorbed before. She thought I was into her and decided to tell me more about herself. It was a pity that I barely listened to whatever she was saying, but I bobbed my head up and down to encourage. If I was going to play this pretense game, then I might as well play it well.I was more than thankful when we finally pulled in front of her house. Excitedly, she opened the door and was bouncing on her feet when I got down. She made a show of linking our hands as we moved into her apartment.I looked around. It was a story-building apartment, but it should be easy enough to cover up immediately. I just needed to find evidence, and I’m out of there.Her apartment looked neat enough as if she expected to bring someone back home. It also smelled nice. I stood in the middle of the sitting room, not trying to feel comfortable. She looked around and no
Maya’s P.O.V.When I heard Derrick had returned to the club, I didn’t believe it at first. Everyone knew how he was hanged over Naomi, and he suddenly changed after she came back to town, so I gave up on going to the club to get his attention.There was no use; he was never there in the first place. He was too busy going over to Naomi to see any other person, and I didn’t see the need to hang onto a man who barely had time for me. I had almost given up on becoming Mrs. Boone until Naomi came over to my party to make that mess. It was embarrassing but also an eye-opener that she was finally having issues with Derrick and my opportunity to get him.It was annoying thinking of her as Mrs. Boone. If anyone deserved that position, it was me. I was prettier, and I always dated the best guy while we were at school. So, it was surprising to hear that Naomi had gotten married to him. I loathed that and desperately wanted to separate them. Luckily for me, I was able to separate them, but that d
Derrick’s POVI was back in the office, and I already missed Naomi. I missed having her close to me always, but we needed to do this, and I needed to give the crazy woman the courage to approach me. According to Naomi, staying away from her for a bit would encourage her to approach me, but I doubted it.Thankfully, I was lost at work to keep staring at time, and it helped me miss Naomi less. I had to keep my phone from me so I wouldn’t call her while working.After work, I called Ricky to hang out together at the club. From experience, I knew the easiest way for women to approach me was at the club. If I started frequently the club again, soon there would be rumors, and more ladies would approach me.I have visited the club for a week now and haven’t seen the freak. Lots of girls had approached me, and I had pretended to be into them, but it was disgusting when all I could think of was Naomi. I called her daily to make sure Dean was alright and to check if there was any new threat, bu