CHAPTER TWENTY TWO. Nathan was hungry, damn it. He stood far too close to Pink in the courtroom, but still she stood, sighing with annoyance and regret. The judge didn't adjourn the case, it seemed Kim was not even interested in being in possession of Pink. She willingly agreed for Pink to go back to her parents or whatever the court decided. Kim only focused on debunking the false narrative about her kidnapping Pink. Kim wasn't surprised when she saw Sarah with Payson in the courtroom, everything dawned on her then that this was all Payson's little scheme, again. Kim was shaking hands with the judge by now, satisfied with his decision - Pink was to move in back with her parents. Nathan avoided Kim and her glances. He didn't understand her - she was his biological mother, yeah? So why wasn't she fighting to have custody of his child? Beyond that, she didn't even seem interested in being part of his life or anything associated with him. He could only hate her the more. First sh
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE"Who's there?" Kianna asked, tip toeing to the window. She stared outside the window trying to see who it was that was ringing the bell. Past 9pm and she was home alone, almost asleep. "I said who's there?" Her voice was louder. "Kianna, it's Pink," Pink responded in a low voice. "Please let me in." Kianna sighed, relieved it wasn't some serial killer or thief. She opened the door and Pink stepped into the living room. "Pink..." She said, locking the living room door. "How did you find... come in."Pink hugged Kianna tightly, crying softly. "I'm sorry for barging in on you this way, this night..I had nowhere else to go.." Kianna rubbed a hand over Pink's back, patting her gently. "Pink, let it all out if you have to..I am here for you." Pink pulled out from the embrace and lowered herself to sit on the couch, sniffing back tears. "I ran away from home.." "Why?" Kianna sat beside her. "What happened?" ***Bryan winced, and h
CHAPTER TWENTY FOURBryan drove into his mansion and walked to his bedroom. He was having a terrible migraine. He paused by the entrance of his bedroom, glaring at Beverly. She was standing by the mirror, naked. With a light groan, he closed the bedroom door and walked inside. "Superstar.." Her voice was sensuous, she turned to fully face him, smiling. "I've been waiting for you all night." "We need to talk." Moving closer to him, she said. "We're talking." Bryan moved back. "I'm calling off the engagement." He took off his jacket. "There are a lot of things I can't remember, a lot of things that aren't adding up. Look, I'm tired okay?" Beverly had expected rejection tonight but calling off the engagement? She didn't see it coming. She shook her head, trying to wrap her fingers around his neck. "Baby.." "I mean everything I've said tonight and still saying." Bryan pulled away, he walked to his wardrobe then pulled out a blanket, covering Beverly in it. "I am putting an end to a
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVEAfter performing at the club and taking Kim to his hotel room, that was the last he saw her. He woke up the next morning to her absence, she left him a handwritten note that read: "Dear Bryan, It felt good being with you last night and I enjoyed every second. You're a sweet soul but I have to go. Please don't look for me. Kim." Bryan sighed heavily, tossing the note aside. "Fuck you Kim..I will find you." He walked to the table and poured himself a glass of champagne. He focused on the trails of bubbles arising from his champagne. The days went by and Bryan didn't hear the end of it. His mother scolded him every day for his performance at the club. His freestyle at the club went viral worldwide and everyone was talking about it. Everyone wondered why he hadn't gotten married to Kim yet. Eva had made a press release addressing the public that Bryan and Kim did not have a relationship again and the club freestyle was a little show for fans. Bryan was unaware,
CHAPTER ONE.There is a beach party at Cheekers Beach, Nigeria, organized by the big boys in the city. Teenagers are having fun on the beach. Some are dancing, some smoking and drinking, some making out, some chatting, some eating, some playing in the water. They all sing and vibe to the popular song "Wild, young and free" by Snoop Dog ft Wiz Khalifa. "So what we get drunk? So what we smoke weed? We're just having fun, we don't care who sees...so what we go out, that's how it's supposed to be, living young and wild and free.."Nathan stands up from the VIP corner, the moment he stood, the crowd started cheering. He picked up the mic and started rapping the song's first verse. "Uh, uhm, so what I keep 'em rolled upSaggin' my pants, not caring what I showKeep it real with my niggasKeep it player for these hoesIt look clean don't itWashed it the other day, watch how you lean on itGive me some 501 jeans on it Roll joints bigger than king Kong's fingersAnd smoke them hoes down
CHAPTER TWO.Kim and Jennifer are in their hotel room. Kim is working on her laptop while Jennifer happily reads the number one trending gist on African blogs and social media."Thank you so much, I love you!" Jennifer jumped on Kim, hugging and pecking her on the cheeks. "You are my life saver. The news is now everywhere; the boobs signing, the free V.I.P ticket..literally everyone is saying that I, Dr.Jennifer Adedeji is Bryan's new girl friend. My followership on Instagram has increased by five thousand."Kim frowned. "Good for you. His fans has crashed one of my websites again.""He is so handsome. Rumor said it's eleven inches." Jennifer replied dreamily. "What is eleven inches?" Kim feigned innocence. "You know..."Kim"s face remained serious. "No, I don't know.""Shut up! You know what I mean. I can't wait to get laid by him, seeing him gets me so wet.""Should I leave this room for you? I think I should, one needs privacy in life, especially those that plan to do stuffs to
CHAPTER THREE. Bryan is still sleeping in bed while Kim is awake, smoking and working on her laptop. Bryan wakes up to the smell of Kim's smoke. He opens the blinds that covered his balcony and beach view. Kim closes her laptop. "Good morning." She greeted. Bryan slips his hands beneath her underwear to cup Kim's firm breast. "Beautiful morning to you. I know you had a great night, so what will you have for breakfast?""Toasted bread, chocolate tea, and peppered fish with snail."" I see you have good taste in meals. Lucky you, I will spoil you to the moon with my meals." "Can you cook?""My mother is a chef. She taught me well.""I'm embarrassed. I can't cook." She laughed at herself. "I will teach. So tell me, what excites you, what do you do for fun, what makes you happy?""I love good music, food, vacations and good sex." "I hope last night was good enough?""Could be better.""I am Bryan, thirty five years old, single, my family lives in London. I make good music for a liv
CHAPTER FOUR. Nathan's father, Alex, had summoned Nathan for a family meeting. "Nathan you must go back to school this session and continue." Alex opened the conversation. "I made some calls, your department is willing to accept you back but you will have to repeat third year which is fair enough." Payson said. "The most important thing is for you to graduate with first class honours and become a lawyer." Onome added. "I will think about it." Nathan softly said. Felix, his uncle entered the conversation harshly. "Since last year you have been thinking, you have thought enough. It is time to go back to school."Payson nodded her head, agreeing with her brother, Felix. "Playtime is over son. Boys need a marketable skill, Nathan, because you've got to be able to support yourself. Come back to the real world honey, this is Nigeria. Don't let one little show at Checkers Beach go to your head.""It wasn't little to me." Nathan muttered."You are too young to be a school drop out." Pa
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVEAfter performing at the club and taking Kim to his hotel room, that was the last he saw her. He woke up the next morning to her absence, she left him a handwritten note that read: "Dear Bryan, It felt good being with you last night and I enjoyed every second. You're a sweet soul but I have to go. Please don't look for me. Kim." Bryan sighed heavily, tossing the note aside. "Fuck you Kim..I will find you." He walked to the table and poured himself a glass of champagne. He focused on the trails of bubbles arising from his champagne. The days went by and Bryan didn't hear the end of it. His mother scolded him every day for his performance at the club. His freestyle at the club went viral worldwide and everyone was talking about it. Everyone wondered why he hadn't gotten married to Kim yet. Eva had made a press release addressing the public that Bryan and Kim did not have a relationship again and the club freestyle was a little show for fans. Bryan was unaware,
CHAPTER TWENTY FOURBryan drove into his mansion and walked to his bedroom. He was having a terrible migraine. He paused by the entrance of his bedroom, glaring at Beverly. She was standing by the mirror, naked. With a light groan, he closed the bedroom door and walked inside. "Superstar.." Her voice was sensuous, she turned to fully face him, smiling. "I've been waiting for you all night." "We need to talk." Moving closer to him, she said. "We're talking." Bryan moved back. "I'm calling off the engagement." He took off his jacket. "There are a lot of things I can't remember, a lot of things that aren't adding up. Look, I'm tired okay?" Beverly had expected rejection tonight but calling off the engagement? She didn't see it coming. She shook her head, trying to wrap her fingers around his neck. "Baby.." "I mean everything I've said tonight and still saying." Bryan pulled away, he walked to his wardrobe then pulled out a blanket, covering Beverly in it. "I am putting an end to a
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE"Who's there?" Kianna asked, tip toeing to the window. She stared outside the window trying to see who it was that was ringing the bell. Past 9pm and she was home alone, almost asleep. "I said who's there?" Her voice was louder. "Kianna, it's Pink," Pink responded in a low voice. "Please let me in." Kianna sighed, relieved it wasn't some serial killer or thief. She opened the door and Pink stepped into the living room. "Pink..." She said, locking the living room door. "How did you find... come in."Pink hugged Kianna tightly, crying softly. "I'm sorry for barging in on you this way, this night..I had nowhere else to go.." Kianna rubbed a hand over Pink's back, patting her gently. "Pink, let it all out if you have to..I am here for you." Pink pulled out from the embrace and lowered herself to sit on the couch, sniffing back tears. "I ran away from home.." "Why?" Kianna sat beside her. "What happened?" ***Bryan winced, and h
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO. Nathan was hungry, damn it. He stood far too close to Pink in the courtroom, but still she stood, sighing with annoyance and regret. The judge didn't adjourn the case, it seemed Kim was not even interested in being in possession of Pink. She willingly agreed for Pink to go back to her parents or whatever the court decided. Kim only focused on debunking the false narrative about her kidnapping Pink. Kim wasn't surprised when she saw Sarah with Payson in the courtroom, everything dawned on her then that this was all Payson's little scheme, again. Kim was shaking hands with the judge by now, satisfied with his decision - Pink was to move in back with her parents. Nathan avoided Kim and her glances. He didn't understand her - she was his biological mother, yeah? So why wasn't she fighting to have custody of his child? Beyond that, she didn't even seem interested in being part of his life or anything associated with him. He could only hate her the more. First sh
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.Eva looking at Beverly, accessed her from hair to toe. She'd never met Beverly in person before now but Bryan in the past had told her quite a lot about her. "I didn't think you were from around here, are you Nigerian?" Eva asked. "African?" Beverly shook her head, her brown eyes sparkling with laughter. "No ma'am. I am black Canadian. Beverly Washington." "Eva Hills," Eva turned and poured a large cup of coffee with a touch of regular milk, then slid the cup across the counter. "Why did you and Bryan break up?" Beverly took a minute to inhale the fresh aroma before taking a sip. "Mmm. This is good." "Thank you. So tell me how you met Bryan, how the relationship went and all the circumstances that surrounded the relationship." "We go way back," Beverly said, keeping her cover story in mind. "We met at a Nicki Minaj concert years back when he was still an underground artist, we became friends and eventually started dating three years ago," "Why did you break
CHAPTER TWENTY.Kim sat inside her car, her head on the steering, face covered in tears. She could hear Pink packing their bags in the car boot. Raising her head up, she looked at the rear view then took a wipe on her face. She looked a mess. Pink leaned on Kim's car, facing the sky. She was trying so hard to stop the tears that rained on her face. She was aware that Kim was also crying - she heard Kim and Jennifer talk about Bryan's current health condition. Jennifer walked to the parking lot while on a phone call, her hands were filled with handbags and Kim's MacBook. After glaring at Pink for a moment, she opened the front door of the car and relaxed into the seat, exhaling. She dropped the call and focused her gaze on Kim whom by now had stopped crying and was trying to apply make - up. "That woman is so mean and heartless!" Jennifer nearly screamed, her voice telling her furious she was. "I can't stand her! Ugh!" "Where is Pink?" Kim asked. "Outside," Jennifer's voice sof
CHAPTER NINETEEN. Kim walked into Bryan's hospital room and looked around. Bryan's mother, Eva was there, sitting beside him. Jennifer was standing beside Kim so she assisted her to sit on the couch. "Close the door." Eva said sternly. "Apologies," Jennifer quietly closed the door. "Good afternoon ma."Bryan was asleep. He looked healthy and fine to Kim, so she exhaled and relaxed. "Hi, good afternoon ma'am," She greeted Eva with a smile. "When did you come?" Kim gave Jennifer a questioning look, trying to figure out why Jennifer was acting suspicious the whole time. Bryan looked fine, sleeping soundly. Although this wasn't her first time communicating with Eva, she felt nervous sitting in the same room with her. This was her first encounter with Eva after nineteen years. "It's good to have you in Nigeria," Kim said, stretching her neck to look at Bryan. "How is Bryan?" Her tone was soft and gentle. "Can I speak with you in private, Kim?" Eva's eyes narrowed with an intuitive
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.Nathan stood by the hospital gate glaring at the hospital building. He was confused, sad and angry..he didn't know if to go inside or stay outside. Did Kim really deserve his sympathy? Angrily, he shook his head and turned to leave but bumped heads with Pink. Sighing, Nathan exhaled. "Pink.." Pink eyed him. "Nathan..did you come to see Miss Kim?" Nathan coughed a reply and shook his head for a second before answering. "No.." "So what brought you here?" Pink asked."Me?" Nathan replied, glancing down at her wide - leg trousers and loose top. "I came to see someone.. charity..I came to do charity.." He paused then tilted his head. "But how is Miss Kim doing?" "How did you know she is here?" Nathan looked at her. "You just said it yourself.." "Okay..I should be going now," Pink said walking out. "Not like you care anyway.." Nathan breathed out a sigh of relief as she walked away. He had come to see Kim but now he felt disgusted being here. "Pink!" He yelled
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN."Kim was involved in a car accident?!" Her breath caught in her throat. "Which hospital?.. I work there, okay - I'm on my way." She ended the call.Jennifer froze, afraid of even getting up on her feet. "Your friend had an accident?" Bana asked, sipping on his wine.Jennifer simply nodded, still trying to absorb the shock. "Is it critical?" He demanded. "I don't know.." She answered. "I guess you have to leave, now?" He un buckled his belt, trying to adjust his stomach to accommodate more wine. "Yes, I'll give you a call later." Jennifer reached for her purse on the table, rushing to pass through the door. Bana shrugged, signaling the waiter to bring his bill. He invited Jennifer to come have a drink at his bar, during her break period. Regardless he owned the bar, he always paid for his drinks. ***"This year in History class, we are going to be studying the countries of the world, their culture, their food and thei