I Might Not Be Right For Him“Hello.” I greeted with a fake cheer to the lady who made me doubt everything I had with Ryan last week. Now I thought about it, I still didn't know who she was to him. However, him sending me those soup bowls and porridges yesterday made me know that I have a pedestal at least in his life. “I would have shook you or something, but my hands are pretty occupied.” I said and plastered a smile on my face.“No worries dear. Ryan is in right?” She asked.“When last I left the office, he was in.” I told her in the sweetest way possible. She didn't deserve any snarky attitude from me. I liked Ryan, we did things together on our own accord, that didn't give me a right to claim him as mine. He was basically free as a bird. Being a bitter person didn't suit me and I needed to ditch the attitude.“Alright, we will go in together.” She said happily and began tapping on her phone. The other person in the elevator came out on another floor and in few seconds we got to
The Universe Is Playing Games With Me“Is the lady ready?" Dave greeted immediately I got out of the elevator. He already called me by six p.m to tell me he was done with work and would wait for me at the reception area till I got off work. For him to have been by the elevator, it meant that he was waiting there all along. It reminded me of a puppy waiting for its owner, I don't know why, but it was so cute.Ryan was still at the office working when I left. When Sharron left the office later in the afternoon, it felt suffocating with her perfume still clinging in the air. I know that at some point when she was asking him to accompany her, I wanted to persuade him to go with her, but now that they were going together, why did my chest feel tight? It was frustrating to feel this way? I was going out with someone too, so why was my heart back at the office? I need to sort my emotions real quick because I am acting in a manner different from who I really was.“Yeah, I am ready.” I smiled
I Like Him, Please Help Me“Fancy seeing you guys here. What are the odds?” Sharron asked when she got to where we stood. My eyes fleeted to where her and Ryan's hands were joined, elbow to elbow and a surge of jealousy in my blood stream.“Hello, my name is Sharron. And you are?” She asked Dave stretching out her free hand for a handshake. Dave looked between our boss and Sharron possibly trying to deduce who they were to each other.“My hands are still hanging.” She told him, a smile still on her face.“Oh, I am sorry, that was rude of me. I am Dave and I am Violet's co-worker. Nice to meet you.” He said shaking her outstretched hand.“The pleasure is all mine.” She told him and released his hands.“So, which movie are you seeing today?” She asked me.“I don't know, Dave said it was a surprise.” I told her honestly because that was exactly what Dave told me to just accompany him and be amazed.“We are seeing Inside Out: 2. I literally had to force this one,” She gestured at Ryan, “T
Why Would She Ask Such Of Me?I did a double take and spinned around. Whatever did she mean by what she just asked me?“I'm sorry, what?” I asked her.“I said please help me with Ryan. I really like him and it's killing me on the inside that he sees me in the light of just a childhood friend. I have always wanted to be someone he could lean on and call his person, but despite knowing him for many years, he feels like he's still a closed book. The only thing I have to talk about with him are old childhood memories. Asides that, it's so quiet whenever we are together that you can hear the crickets creak. Until how long would that continue?” She asked the last part more like a rhetorical question than actually asking me so I kept quiet.My problem now was what moved her to think she could share such sensitive thing with me? We weren't friends, and quite frankly, I didn't think we qualified as acquaintances. At least with acquaintances there is some form of bond, but nothing of that sort
Just For One Night“If not an Artist, what else?” Ryan asked me as I was trying to settle in properly in the backseat. He wanted to drive, but I raised my eyes to it, so he called the driver to come drive us back home. I can't lie, after the accident he had, I became scared of him driving himself. Even though the doctor explained the reason for what happened that day and saying it's unlikely to happen again. That ‘But what if' still hung in the air. So, just to be safe, I preferred he is driven.“Pardon?" I questioned because I wasn't getting the drift of the conversation.“You're an artist. If you weren't an artist, what other passions would you have pursued?” He elaborated his question.I got the question, but I didn't get why he was asking?He noticed my confused expression and said, “I want to know more about you Violet. I just realized we don't talk about these things. I ought to know more about who I am working with, don't I? Or is that part of the things we don't talk about?” H
Do You Want To Be With Me? After a hot and fiery make out session which just ended at that, I settled comfortably in Ryan's arms in his bed. Don't ask me why I decided to go to his house instead, let's just go with it was closer and I didn't want to draw more questions from my roommates about what Ryan was to me because I didn't know either.Boss? We already crossed the line of professional relationship.Friends with benefits? Could we really say we were friends? I don't think so. We just felt comfortable telling each other things, but that friendship line hasn't been drawn yet.Lovers? I didn't think so.So, the question remained, what exactly were we?But like we said in the car, we were not bothered about tomorrow, just today. So, on the drive to his house, I messaged my friends on our group chat that I would be sleeping out today and quickly logged out before a gazillion messages came in.“I don't know anything about you either I just realized that.” I said as I lay on his chest.
I Have Never Felt This Way For Anyone, Except YouMy eyes fluttered open to the sunlight coming through the open blinds of the expansive bedroom. I blinked repeatedly trying to deduce why I wasn't in my own bedroom when I finally remembered that in a wave of passion I agreed to follow Ryan back home.I can remember him asking in my mouth when he felt me up in the car. He asked, “Want to follow me home today?” To which I was like “I don't think that would be a good idea. We might cross lines we ought not to. It might be best I just go home.” “We won't do anything I promise, just sleep.” I was about to protest and insist on going home when his hand trailed in my inner thighs. I collapsed against his body in pleasure feeling my body become a jelly against his masterful fingers and that was how I found myself saying yes.When we got to his house and came down together, I averted my eyes from the driver in embarrassment. Even though Ryan told me in the car that the man couldn't hear us,
Stop Hanging On So Tight, And See Where It Will Lead You “I'm now inclined to think that our friend enjoys sleeping over so much at Ryan's house? Do we need to start sharing the rent between both of us Rainie?” Annie, as shocking as it was, said immediately I unlocked the door with my key card. I was used to Rainie saying that because she loves teasing me to no end, but Annie, our cute Annie was always the kind one with no mean bone in her body. But now, look at her teasing me to no end. Guess when you stay with someone for a while you start picking up some of their habits.“I agree with you. Look at the time she comes into her own home, one might think well that she is now in a relationship with this person she spends the night with every now and then.” Rainie chirped happily like a bird. I knew she was enjoying this way too much.“Guys, it was twice, stop exaggerating.” I felt the need to point out to them because they were about to set sail the notion that I slept at his house con
He Was Always Mine To Begin With“Wait, was that Ryan?” Loraine's voice rang from the speaker as I stared at my husband's retreating figure. I wished he said something than looking at me with such disappointed eyes that made my heart break. “Huh-Uh.” I mumbled so that she wouldn't hear my strangled cry that threatened to escape my lips.“Oh my goodness! This is bad. Really bad! He wasn't supposed to hear like that. Where is he?” She asked.“He just left. You know what? I'll call you back okay. I need time to...” I left my statement hanging, but what I needed to do was– cry my eyes out.“Okay, no problem. And in case he is pissed at you for this, I would come clean and tell him I roped you into it.”“Bye.” I told her not able to muster anything more than that.When I hung up, that was when the reality of what just happened hit me. Ryan got to know what we've been keeping from him, but not through the way I would have preferred. He heard it per chance and that was not what I wanted. It
How Could You Hide That From Me?One thing I didn't expect when I said ‘I do’ to Ryan was the turmoil and tons of secrets his family had. I didn't know how deep his father's hate for him ran, I didn't know that his step-mother I thought he was just needlessly antagonistic towards him was actually wolf in sheep's clothing, she was the spawn of Satan herself. Looking at his father and step-mother, I was amazed how they could raise such good kids with a good head on their shoulders. Must be the work of their grandparents.I was reminiscing what Loraine told me yesterday and I still couldn't come to terms with it.“Are you sure?” I asked her withdrawing my hands from hers in shock of what I just heard.“I am almost certain and over the years I am becoming certain that what I heard that night was true. I went out dead at night to drink water, when I heard them arguing in their room and their room door was ajar. I didn't hear parts of the argument, but what I heard loud and clear was when m
And It Was The Most Beautiful Experience EverI felt his tip of his penis at the entrance of my Vagina, and I drew in a deep breath. I was finally doing it. Losing my virginity after twenty-five years, almost twenty-six years seeing as my birthday was in few weeks time. This point, it felt thrilling to finally have sex with the person I love with all my heart, and it also felt scary because I heard the first time hurts.His eyes looked hungry, but still he said, “We can still wait if you want to.”I smiled and kissed him softly on his lips. When I withdrew from the kiss, I said, “My problem is that you worry way too much. I am sure.”“Okay then.” He replied.He unwrapped my legs from his waist, and spread them apart. Then, he came closer, towering over me. He began penetrating slowly with the tip of his penis, it was at that point I winced in pain.I closed my eyes, but he said, “Hey, Mi Todo, look at me.” At his command, I opened my eyes and meet his mesmerizing ones.As he was penet
No One Gets To Talk Bad About My Mom, Not On My Watch“Gr...Grandma?” Mrs. Gia sputtered, looking at I and Ryan in shock. My husband who I could see was also looking at me, trying to deduce if I knew what I was saying or if I was suffering from hallucination?“I am almost certain you are the one. I saw your postcard growing up with the name. I think it'll be rare for someone with the same three names to exist, too much of a coincidence? No?” I gave her a pointed look.Her features started changing as realization started sinking in that she just might be the right person.“Wait, are you Xavier and Juliet's child?” She asked mentioning the names of my parents.I nodded and she gasped, and staggered a bit. Holding the table next to her as a support. “It seems like you both have some catching up to do,” My husband said and pecked me lightly on my left cheek, before pointing at a corner, “I'll be over there in case you need anything,” Then in a whisper, he said, “Saying hello to pretenti
Could She be My Grandma? “Are you okay Mi Todo? You have been frowning since we woke up.” My husband asked me as we boarded the private jet back to New York.So, here's the thing, last night as he was running a very high temperature, I tried to shake him so he could wake up, he didn't open his eyes. I am not going to lie, I basically went through the five stages of grief thinking he had gone into shock. I ran downstairs in tears, down three floors to tell the receptionist that I think my husband is dying, then we went upstairs to check, on our way to I and Ryan's room, she informed me she was an ER nurse and was covering for her cousin who works here that had a family emergency. That made me a bit more calm and when we got upstairs, she checked his temperature which had reduced drastically by the way. She said it was probably stress and he'll be fine for morning.It was at that point my dearest husband decided to open his eyes, “Mi Todo, why aren't you by my side?” In a weak, cute vo
I Had Never Seen Him Cry“Okay, we don't speak for some days and next thing I know is my close friend and roommate has gotten married to a billionaire in a ‘low-profile’ ceremony in Vegas? She didn't see the need to say something like ‘Hey guys, I know you might be busy with life, but I am getting married?’ V, I have to say this is ludicrous and I am still trying to comprehend it?” Rainie said.I slowly disentangled myself from my husband arms, there was barely a moment we were in bed together and we weren't cuddling. It was an extreme sport, but I finally succeeded without waking him up.I tiptoed to the bathroom and continued my call with my friends.“Firstly, guys, I know no matter what I explain, it would never be a reasonable excuse why I didn't tell you both earlier. I am really sorry and truly everything happened so quickly, that before I could understand what was happening, we were married.” I explained to them hoping that it would soothe the rage I could see in their eyes.“I
I Said Yes To Eternity.“So, I got an Elvis Presley Chapel booked for the wedding tomorrow. Do you want to maybe go dress shopping today?” Ryan asked me as we lay on the bed ticking off things we needed for our wedding tomorrow. I was getting married tomorrow? It still felt surreal that hours back I said a yes to his proposal. I wanted to tell my friends, but in all honesty, I still felt like i needed a minute to understand the huge step I was taking tomorrow. I'll probably call them in the morning before I leave to the Chapel and tell them of my bold step and get their blessings. The truth was we actually just wanted to have something small. This was more of a promise to ourselves, than an actual wedding. “With the speed at which you are doing all these things, you were certain I was going to say yes, right? You probably had the contract or something?” I teased him. He was indeed moving with speed that it made me a tad bit suspicious that he just started this arrangement. I suspecte
I Must Be CrazyI burst into laughter, placing my ice cream sandwich on the empty space by my side which was already melting in my hands and making it sticky. Of all the jokes that my boyfriend has attempted to make, this was by far the funniest.“Oh, my goodness. That was such a funny joke. You are getting the hang of this emotions thing.” I hit his chest lightly with traces of laughter on my lips and attempted to pick up my ice-cream sandwich again. Vegas must be getting to him for him to play this kind of joke. I heard that being in Vegas often makes one act out of the ordinary. Coupled with the fact that he was still getting a hang of these emotions thing. He must be like a kid at an ice-cream parlour for the first time wanting to try out all the flavors.“I am not joking.” He said. I was about taking a bite of my ice-cream sandwich which half was already melted by the way when his voice stopped me short.“A prank, maybe?” I asked with hopeful eyes in light that though this might
Marry Me“A problem?” Ryan asked, coming off the bed. Whatever impending make out session suspended till when he might be able to deduce what had happened or is happening to turn out to be a problem.“Yes, it's Dad.” She said and I could hear the fear in her voice.At that point Ryan removed the phone from speaker and told his sister, “Give me a minute.” Then he turned to me and said, “Give me a moment, let me know what the problem is.”“No problem, take your time.” I said, managing a smile. The truth was that Ryan's father annoyed me and that is not because of the time he hit on me in Ryan's office, which was quite shameless of him by the way. But, the reason why he annoyed me to no end was because he didn't support Ryan as the CEO, and rather than just mind his flipping business, he found more ways to make Ryan's life incessantly difficult. From riling up the press against Ryan to finding ways to siphon money and frame Ryan for being an incompetent CEO. My boyfriend, God bless his h