Monica projected the screen of her laptop through the fifty-inch LED TV on the wall. Mr. Herbert Norman was anxious but Sly was embedded in confidence. As soon as the report appeared on the screen, Veronica's smile froze, a horrible look covering her facial features. At the last minute, the IT team had been able to recover Monica's files and sent them to Sly.
Sly was proud of Monica's work, as it neared perfection. Monica's presentation was on point. She was clothed in confidence, her voice steady. Applause echoed through the room with cheers of congrats, as Monica took her seat beside Sly.
"I think Monica is perfect for the position. I vote," Mr. Lawson, a shareholder, exclaimed.
"I think so too," another board member spoke.
Votes were ringing down Monica's name but the only one who remained silent was Veronica and Mr. Bruks. As every eye focussed on her expectantly, she got up and stormed out of the board room. The meeting went on as if she never
Monica paled at Veronica's words. 'Did I just fall into Veronica's trap? Where did she get that kind of money?' She couldn't understand what was happening to her. She had no intention of leaving. She just wanted to poke fun at Veronica but the latter seemed to have rather trapped her.Monica wore a firm resolve and announced, "Did you ever take those words seriously? I'm not leaving Sly."Veronica's voice was taunting as she said, "I knew you would say that, which is why I have this,"She tapped on the screen of her iPhone and Monica heard her own voice through the device. Waves of shock chastised her, as the video played.Veronica; ' "Name your price, Monica. I will give you anything for you to leave Sly.Monica; "You? What can you offer me? You have nothing,""Try me, Monica, name your price,""Fine, you want me to leave Sly, this is my price. Two billion dollars is all I ask from you. If you get that, then w
James was convinced that Sly was out of his mind but even more greatly, Sly had almost drunk too much.He knew it would be useless to reason with Sly but that didn't stop him from trying. His pathetic gaze landed on Sly's flushed face and bloodshot eyes, as Sly gulped down another drink. The girls cheered him on."Sly, you are still a married man. Stop it now," James expressed firmly, his voice a yell through the boisterous sound of the music in the background.Sly stared at James strangely with agitation, took off his ring, and threw it at him. James caught it in mid-air, as Sly ground his teeth and spoke irrationally, "that's it, I'm free. Now get me some condoms and a room," he said loudly."No," James said defiantly.Sly was agitated and asked the woman on his right, "Do you have condoms?""Yes," both of them said simultaneously. Sly stood up and staggered in the process, held the girls by the breast, pressing it simultaneously. They moa
Monica was surprised to see a pretty blonde girl, holding a home-baked cake on a tray. Reluctantly, she opened the door and was warmly greeted by the blonde girl."Hey, my name is Serena. I live next door and I saw you move in a few hours ago. You must be hungry." Monica felt instantly drawn to Serena. She had a lovable personality and was outgoing. Monica held no reservations and said,"My name is Monica and yes, I just moved in but I was about to go to bed.""Early bird, I guess. Here, this is a welcome gift. Call me if you need anything," Serena handed the cheesecake to Monica and turned to leave."Wait, can we talk for a while?" Monica felt she had been rude since Serena was thoughtful and took the initiative to welcome her. She also lived next door, which meant she had a wider knowledge of the neighborhood. No matter how she saw it, Serena was her helper at this moment."Sure," Serena agreed. She liked Monica from the very moment she laid eyes
Monica knew better that Sly was a man of his words. But how was he going to make her sign the divorce papers? Was he going to travel down to Georgia and force her? Monica did not have the answers but strangely she wished he would come. However, she decided not to dare him or give him any hope."Goodbye, Sly," she ended the call. She decided not to answer any calls from a strange or unknown number anymore. If Sly kept calling, she might give up on everything. Nevertheless, she couldn't stop wondering what Sly was up to.Monica went to the warehouse with Serena the next day. It was exactly as she wanted, huge enough to accommodate the thousands of gadgets. Still, renovations had to be done to put it in a commercial state therefore, she booked an appointment to meet with the manager. Regardless, when they got to his office, Monica could feel her social phobia slowly creeping in. Being with Sly gave her respect and dignity because he was there to protect her. She nev
"Monica, do you have plans for lunch?"Monica stopped in her tracks at the sound of Bernard's voice. Threads in her brain began to link up, trying to process what he meant with those words. She wanted to turn but her feet felt too heavy. Just when she was about to speak, "Bernard's voice rang again. "Just to conclude everything and to know each other as business partners. If you can wait for a while, I will have my secretary prepare the requisite documents for us to sign," Bernard said, rather casually.Monica condemned herself internally for having a negative thought about Ben's invitation. Why did she have the feeling that it was something more than lunch because Bernard didn't show any suspicious behavior. He was rather calm and exhumed an aura of dominance. "That's very thoughtful of you, Mr. Bernard P-" Monica turned around and was about to mention his full name but he beat her to it."Ben, call me Ben," he said softly. He was not attracted to most ladies because they proved shall
Monica gaped in shock as if she just woke up from a dream. An instant chill cooled her mien. Her face paled, her knees trembled at the picture of Sly dressed casually in white shorts, a white polo shirt, and white sneakers with black sunglasses. From the picture, he was as dignified and regal as usual but what sank Monica's heart was the lady beside him. There were different photos, each with a different woman, scattered all over the middle page of the newspaper. What she heard didn't hurt as much as seeing it. She continued to glare in disbelief at the snapshots on her phone. Not only that, but the media was also doing a great job by adding more pepper to the already artistic story. 'Mr. Norman, the chairman and CEO of Norman Holdings, in his usual style.' It continued to elaborate; After receiving his inheritance, Mr. Norman's wife disappears and he goes back to his escapade with models. The details of the news stated that Sly only used Monica for his inheritance and the pair were n
Five years later; Dickson stood in a semblance of Sly in the office. He was apologetic but Sly's gaze was brutal. Time had changed him. Sly was cold and unfeeling. His office was remodeled with white decor, complemented by black furniture. He stared at Dickson distrustfully and with a regretful tone, he spoke. "What did you say?" Sly's voice was icy and his eyes fiery. His expression was stony. "Mr. Bru..Bruks proposed a business and I...I invested because mother advised me to," Dickson stammered. "And what happened?" Sly was calm but his voice was cold. He was clouded in a charcoal grey suit. His face had become hard over the years since he hardly smiled. "We...we lost everything," Dickson stammered pathetically, Clad in a medium grey suit. While people wised up over the years, he still exhumed foolishness. "Damn you, Dickson," Sly slammed his desk so hard Dickson jumped in fright. "I don't want to see you anywhere near this company.
"Guess what, Monica, we won the tender. This is worth 100 million," Elsie proclaimed excitedly. It wasn't the first time they won such huge deals but she felt delighted every time. Elsie had joined Monica's company a year ago after her graduation from Princeton college. She helped with the Sales and Marketing Department and also acted as a personal assistant to Monica since she graduated with a Bachelor of Business Administration. Being a personal assistant to Monica allowed her to learn more."That's wonderful Elsie, where is Serena?" Monica asked curiously, as she wondered why the latter wasn't there as well."They are still signing the documents," Elsie said. She was looking stunning in her dress suit, clad with little makeup to compliment her already attractive features."And what are you doing here?" Monica furrowed her brow as she asked. Her long burgundy hair was cut short and trimmed. She exhumed an aura of dignity and confidence. Her innocent look
"What is going on," Sly asked as soon as James ended the call. Somehow, he felt it concerned Monica therefore, his heart rate increased, his brow creased into a frown. The guests were beginning to murmur in displeasure and Dickson was taking care of the media, his friends trying to put up a show to calm the guests. "You will have to stand firm for what I’m about to tell you." James thoughtfully said, increasing Sly's frustration. "Tell me anything. Did Monica elope?" Sly asked of the worst. "No. Claudia scratched her face, and it's quite terrible. She held a gun to Monica's head when I got there but everything is under control and they are in police custody at the moment," James encouraged but Sly was so furious, he almost walked out to meet Claudia. "Make sure that she never leaves jail alive," he commanded. His voice was dangerously cold, even James feared. All Sly wanted was for Monica to be happy, therefore, it ached his heart that she had to go through this, right under his pro
"Sly, we met again. Isn't it wonderful?" Claudia was delighted to meet Sly again after a decade. From the last time she saw him, he was still attractive but more matured. He was still every woman's dream. He still walked as if he ruled the world. Claudia missed the time when she was the most important person in his life. Sly, on the other hand, was rather peaceful. He always thought that seeing Claudia again will make him angry but he was rather grateful. He understood that he wouldn't have had Monica if Claudia didn't leave him therefore, he shook his head and turned to leave. "Wait! Look, I'm sorry for everything. It wasn't my fault. Your mother paid me but if you want..." Sly walked away without a word before Claudia finished speaking. To him, it was a waste of time. Filled with envy and jealousy, she barged into Monica's room. Monica was waiting for Alisha and the girls to return. She held her gown admiringly, seemingly not able to wait to walk down the aisle. She th
Monica was vanquished with all the wedding preparations ongoing. For Sly’s surprise to be perfect, he put his pride aside and called Ben, interrupting his wonderful moment with Serena. Ben was astonished when he heard Sly’s voice on the line. "This is Sylvester Norman, can we talk?"Whichever way, he didn't hide his shock. "I must say it's a pleasant surprise but why not?" Ben responded, not taking his eyes off Serena."Great. I’m organizing a surprise for Monica and I want all her friends around. Our wedding would not be complete without you," Sly waited for Ben's next response. Ben was in good spirits and Sly has been in his good books since the mega proposal therefore, he said, "Who said I was going to miss your wedding? Even without an invitation, I would have still made an appearance whether you liked it or not."Sly's lips thinned into a smile, "Thank you then." He was about to end the call when Ben spoke, "if you must k
Thanks to Sly’s big surprise, news travelled around the world through the media. Of course, not everyone was happy for them, especially Sly’s whores but there were equally genuinely excited people, even when the news travelled to Atlanta Georgia. When Ben watched the whole thing on national television, tears formed in the corners of his eyes but fortunately, they were happy tears. He felt that Monica deserved to be honoured for all she faced with Sly and Veronica and even Dickson. Therefore, he internally admired Sly for this action. Still, he wanted to share the news with someone. Serena had taken the day off to take care of Jackie since her mother had travelled to another state. He knew that Serena must have not heard the news and called to inform her. Unfortunately, Serena didn’t answer the call after five dials. Naturally, Ben grew impatient and decided to drive over to her house. Before he got to her gate, a white Hyundai Elantra drove out at top speed. He felt
Sly and Monica retired to bed later than imagined because of the party. However, Sly woke up quite early to prepare for work. His movements woke Monica, who followed suit. Sly chose Monica's attire for the day and made her choose his. Things were almost perfect. When they went to the dining room, Sly made sure to feed her and fed on her leftovers. Mr Brown could neither hide nor wipe his smile. His eyes were cloudy with happy tears, seeing the couple in that way. When they got to the car, Sly opened the door, buckled Monica before he sat in the driver's side. He didn't want any third party. He treated her with so much care as if she was fragile and would break. He adored her. Monica couldn't stop blushing. Her heart was warmed. She was surprised that Kyle managed Norman Holdings in their absence when they arrived in the office. He was waiting for them to hand over his report before he left. "Welcome back. I prepared a report on everything and invited t
Monica's heart leapt with joy. She felt as if she was dreaming. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her mom and dad in the villa. They were equally excited to see her, pulling her into a warm embrace. Sly had called Christiana to arrange a surprise party for Monica with the help of Dickson before he left Atlanta for Dubai with Monica. He recalled that everyone at home had seen Meg when she came; therefore, he wanted them to know that Monica was the only woman for him. Not only Monica's parents were there but Mr Herbert Norman and Veronica had arrived as well. Dickson had taken over the entertainment bit with his friends after inviting Gertrude over. The music wasn't too loud, it was easy to communicate among themselves. Kyle was there and so was Elsie but the person Sly wanted to see was James, who had made sure to bring Barbara along since she was now in her second trimester and much more energetic. This was a reunion Monica never imagined and it brought happy tears
In Atlanta. "Uncle Ben," Jackie's anxious voice echoed through the room when he saw Ben's sleeping form on the couch. Ben hadn't slept in the guest room as Serena had suggested. He felt like keeping watch, just in case Monica returned. Jackie was excited because he liked Ben so much and anytime Ben visited in the past, he spent time playing with him as well. Ben groggily woke up, his eyes foggy at the energetic boy standing before him with a ball in hand, "Hey little man," he uttered in his deep velvety voice. "When did you get back and where is Auntie Monica? She isn't in her room and so is Auntie Elsie. Auntie Monica promised to take me to the park," Jackie rattled all at once. The last time he recalled, Ben was there to take Monica out to dinner so it was natural for him to expect Ben to return with his Auntie. However, Ben turned gloomy, regret and pain, beginning to wash over him all at once, "don't worry, little man, I will take you to the p
Monica gawked at the calm turquoise waters through the glass in amazement. She rubbed her eyes in unbelief. It couldn't be. She looked around eagerly for Sly but he wasn't there. She also realized that she wasn't in the dress she wore last night and recalled Sly saying he was going to rip it off her. Sly's fragrance was so strong around her. Reality revealed that she was wearing his shirt. She had mixed feelings of excitement, anger and rage. Suddenly, she thought that perhaps, it was a dream. Her two fingers grabbed a tiny bit of her skin, pressed in between them. A loud yelp eluded her, "ouch!" "Are you alright?" Sly's deep voice rang behind her. She turned to meet his concerned gaze. He dropped a tray of food on the nightstand table, the aroma of the food causing Monica's stomach to hum. "Is this real? I just pinched myself to see if I was dreaming." Sly forced a smile, Monica's frail form in his oversized shirt on her made him guilty. The fact that she withered r
Sly arrived at the jet hanger. A sense of accomplishment caressing him. Nonetheless, he was concerned about how Monica would react when she woke up. Still, he was determined to make it work and to never let her out of his sight again. Another jet arrived and James was waiting on Sly's instructions. When it didn't come, he dialled his number. "We have to go Sly," he said as soon as Sly answered the call. Sly had just finished tucking Monica in bed in the private jet. He thoughtfully said, "no, you take the other jet with the boys and don't leave Elsie behind." James couldn't understand the abrupt change of plans, "What about you?" "I have to go somewhere," Sly reiterated. Worry laced his tone. "Please Sly, I have to know. "James was wagging in another confusion. "It's nothing James, trust me. We're just going for a little vacation in Dubai." James was washed in solace. He agreed that it was best for the pair to take some t