I budge into Ejay's office with a lot of distress and a sunken heart. I never thought I would ever see my friend in such a condition, so hopeless and tired. "Are you okay?" Ejay asks, standing from his chair to walk to me. I give him a hug. He will be my boyfriend in just eight days, so I should start getting used to the couple's things as early as now. I give him a kiss too, and he holds me in his hands while he sits on his desk. "You look worried. What is it?""Nora is not well." I reply without beating around the bush."Oh. Why? What's wrong with her?""Well, her night did not go too well with her client. She said he was so hard on her, and now she is in pain. She looks terrible." I explain."But they know the rule here. It is their duty to submit to the client. However he wants it, they should willingly submit. She was probably resistant, and that is why he went overboard with her."God, please kill monsters for me right now. So it's her fault now? Her body could not handle the pa
We get to Ejay's car and drive back to the club. I take a look in the driver's mirror to confirm my look. I look just as I thought—horrible. The eye blinks are not doing any justice to my red eyes. I can't even tell what time I slept last night, but I am sure I did not sleep for more than three hours. I even have a headache. The monkey beside me is holding my hand to comfort me, as if it is helping. The truth is, I still want to cry. I do not know how much crying is enough for Nora; all I know is that I have not cried enough.We drive through the gate, and today, Ejay is not even greeting his goons, as if he is affected one bit by Nora's death. I very well know that it means nothing to him, so he should cut the acting. It does not suit him. Getting out of the car, he holds my hand, and we walk inside the club. I don't know where they take the dead bodies, because when I asked Ejay what would happen to her body, he said they would take care of it. I don't know what that means. Do they
The flight attendant announces that we are landing, and we all stop chatting and hold on to our seats. For someone like me who just bonded on a flight for the first time, as far as I know, I hold on really tight. I am even shaking in my seat. I remember almost screaming when the plane took off at the airport. I adjust my seat belt, swallowing the fear, and hold on tight to my seat, closing my eyes and only opening them when the plane touches the ground. I breathe out a heavy sigh and relax. I hope I will have more chances to fly so that I can get used to this. Standing outside the plane with my bag at the airport in Mombasa, I must say I love this feeling of being in a new place. Everything looks new; even the evening air I am breathing right now feels new. I feel fresh. I feel free. I feel reborn. It's like I am not the same Gia I was before I bonded with the plain. I love this feeling. I love this Gia Wilson that is standing at the airport right now."So, we can get one cap? I think
I did great shopping yesterday at the mall and made sure to pick the best dresses. The price was so pocket-friendly compared to Nairobi, which enticed me to buy more than I had planned. Not that money is a problem for me because my account is loaded, but you know that feeling when you go shopping and you find the prices are much lower than you expected? You end up buying more than you had planned to. That, coupled with the freedom of being able to walk around without being watched, got the better of me. I came back with huge shopping bags weighing me down. With everything that I bought, the dresses, both medium-length and floral gowns, the shoes and inner wear, and some shorts and light tops to wear when we are not in the show, I will not need to use this trash that came from Ejay anymore. I won't be stinking at him. I might as well throw them away in the dustbin. Nkt! We are having breakfast at this hotel with my boys, I mean, my companions, and Jimmy is still insistent about having
It's really frustrating when you have nothing to do to kill time, huh? No one to chat with physicality or even on the phone. What a life I have! Nobody would like a life like the one I am living. I just had my breakfast a while ago, and now I am all cooked up in my room, wondering what to do until four in the evening. I thought I would spend some time with Nick preparing the song we agreed to do together, but he had to push that to tomorrow because he wanted to have some alone time with his girlfriend today, which I totally understand. About these other two, Tim and Jimmy, the kings of women, well, I don't fit in their group, so I didn't even care to ask about their plans for the day. It's not like I would ask to tag along with them to the clubs.I take a shower, pondering what to do. I would have chosen to sit in front of my laptop and read a few emails or comments from my fans, but I have been avoiding that lately. What if there is a family member or friend out there who has contact
He smiles. Damn that smile! He might as well be the god of the sea. I lift my hand slowly from the water, where I am almost fully buried, to his face to confirm whether he is really a human. He didn't move an inch; he just stood still until our flesh came into contact. He is fresh. He is still dripping wet, but he is so hot. Talk of people with exemplary, amazing looks! He is a beauty god. And these lips, oh shieet! They are so tempting. He is all together tempting. Why do you look so sweet, Mr. Stranger? I would like to know how it would feel to be kissed by these beautiful lips. What would the kiss taste like? Honey? Chocolate? Vanilla? And how would it feel?As if driven by a spirit, I lean in, and in, and in, until there is no gap left between our lips anymore. That contact between our lips makes me want to melt. His warm breath sent electric waves all over my body. I brush his lips with mine. So soft. My hands stretch to his body, landing on his stomach, and they freely move to h
"Don't worry. Your secrets will be safe with me. I won't tell a soul. And I won't judge you, whatever the problem is. So, come on?" He adds insistently."Supposing you are in a cage with a lion guarding you, and you want to leave the cage and seek freedom, but the lion won't let you leave. You are determined to leave the cage. Would you fight the lion inside the cage, or would you rather trick it to allow you to go out, then wait to fight it outside after it comes looking for you?" I ask."Unless I have a gun with me and enough bullets to kill the lion, I would go with the second option. There is a high possibility I will become it's prey if I choose to fight it inside the cage. Unlike outside, inside the cage there is no place to hide and no weapons either. You can't fight a lion with your bare hands. It will overpower you. It will kill you and feed on you.""Right. Thank you.""You are welcome. And cheer up! I am sure you will get out of that cage. I want you out." He wraps his hand
If I had never been crazy before, now I am. But if I was at any point crazy, I think now I am going insane. If not madness, how can I be missing someone I know nothing about? Someone I mingled with for less than an hour, and now all I can think of is how to meet him again? I wanted to see him, but he vanished.That day, I went back to my room with a smile on my face. I was jovial the whole day, just because of him. Just remembering his face, his smile, or his weird name, a smile automatically shows on my face. At night, I remained awake for the better part of it, thinking of my beauty god. When I woke up yesterday morning, his smile was still fresh in my mind. His last words as he drove off that day were and still are like a song in my mind. He is so stuck in my mind. He said we would meet again—that too, sooner than I thought. My crazy self thought that maybe he thought I always went to the sea. Maybe he thought he would run into me there again. I did not want to crush his expectatio
As the plane descended over Nairobi, the city's familiar skyline welcomed Deep and Gia back home after their three-month absence. The sun bathed the landscape in a golden glow, casting a warm embrace over the land they had missed dearly. Exiting the airport, they were greeted by the bustling energy and vibrant colors that characterized the city. Deep couldn't help but notice the changes in the skyline—the new buildings that had sprung up during their time away. "It feels good to be back," he remarked, a sense of belonging settling in as they made their way through the familiar streets. Driving through the city, memories flooded back—places they had visited, experiences they had shared. "It's like we never left," Gia exclaimed, her eyes taking in the sights of Nairobi's lively streets. "Kenya always feels like home," Deep replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Arriving at their house, they were greeted by familiar faces—neighbors excitedly waving and welcoming them back. The warmth of
After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"Their first day in Boston was filled with wanderlust as they traversed the cobblestone streets, absorbing the city's historic vibes. They visited the renowned Freedom Trail hand in hand, immersing themselves in the tales of the American Revolution. "This place holds so much history," Gia remarked, captivated by the stories echoing through time. Deep nodded, feeling the wei
"Gia, from the moment I met you, my life took on a new meaning. Today, as I stand here in front of our loved ones, I promise to love, cherish, and support you through every joy and challenge that life may bring.I promise to be your partner, your confidant, and your best friend. I vow to always listen with an open heart and to comfort you in times of need. Your dreams will be my dreams, and I will do everything in my power to see them come true.I promise to laugh with you in moments of happiness and hold you close in times of sorrow. I vow to respect and honor you and to stand by your side as we navigate the twists and turns of life together.I pledge to build a life filled with adventure, understanding, and unwavering love. I promise to create a home filled with warmth, where our love will continue to grow deeper with each passing day.Gia, you are my rock, my guiding light, and my greatest love. With all that I am and all that I have, I give you my heart and my soul for all eternit
As Gia stood at the threshold, ready to walk down the aisle toward her beloved Deep, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her. Her heart fluttered with anticipation, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears of joy.With every step she took, the soft melody of the music echoed through the venue, setting the tone for the momentous occasion. As she moved forward, the aisle seemed both endless and fleeting, each step carrying a weight of significance and a sense of elation.Surrounded by the love and support of family and friends, Gia felt overwhelmed by the outpouring of emotions. The sight of familiar faces, the soft murmurs of admiration, and the loving gazes directed her way intensified the feelings swirling within her.Her eyes met Deep's as she approached the altar, and the sheer depth of love reflected in his eyes washed over her, calming the storm of emotions within. In that fleeting glance, a silent promise passed between them, a promise of a lifetime filled with love, support,
Gia stood in awe of her reflection, feeling a surge of emotions coursing through her as she beheld herself in the exquisite gown. The gown's intricate lace detailing hugged her figure delicately, enhancing her natural elegance. Layers of soft silk cascaded gently around her, creating an ethereal aura that seemed to float around her with every movement.Her dark hair, adorned with fresh flowers intertwined delicately within the curls, exuded an air of natural sophistication. The delicate veil, adorned with handcrafted lace that matched the gown's details, fell gracefully, framing her silhouette with an air of timeless beauty.Grace entered the room, her eyes wide with admiration as she witnessed her sister's transformation into a radiant bride. "Gia, you look absolutely breathtaking!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration.Gia turned to her sister with a smile, her eyes shimmering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Thank you, Grace," she replied, feeling a sur
Gia, adorned in her wedding planner hat, gracefully approached the cake matrons and caterers in the bustling wedding venue. With a calm yet assertive demeanor, she aimed to ensure that everything was in place for the grand event."Hello everyone," Gia greeted them warmly, her tone carrying a sense of urgency. "We've got just a few hours left before the ceremony, and we need to ensure everything's set."The cake matrons and caterers looked up, acknowledging her with attentive nods. Gia's earnestness was evident, and they knew the importance of meeting her expectations."We need the cakes to be arranged and the desserts set up in their designated stations by the agreed-upon time," Gia continued, emphasizing the criticality of their roles in the wedding's success. "The guests will soon arrive, and I want everything to be picture-perfect."Gia observed the cake matrons meticulously arranging the tiers of the wedding cake, ensuring each detail aligned perfectly with her vision. Approaching
Deep and Gia sat comfortably on the plush couch, a sense of anticipation lingering between them. The soft glow of the living room lamps illuminated the cozy space, creating an ambiance conducive to their wedding preparations. Wedding magazines and planners adorned the coffee table, their pages marked with colorful tabs and notes—a testament to their joint effort in planning the perfect wedding."Where should we begin?" Gia asked, flipping through a magazine filled with venue options. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, reflecting the dreams she had for their special day.Deep leaned in closer, studying the magazine. "How about a location that resonates with both of us? Somewhere that holds meaning for our journey together," he suggested, his tone reflective of a desire to create a meaningful experience.They deliberated over venues, themes, and guest lists, each detail adding to the tapestry of their shared vision. "I'd love to incorporate elements from both our cultures," Gia said, tr
Gia had always carried music within her soul, a harmonious symphony entwined with her essence. Yet, for too long, the melodies had remained dormant, overshadowed by the trials of life. But now, a spark had reignited her passion.With each lyric she penned and every note she strummed, Gia felt the familiar rush of emotions flooding back—a cathartic release through music. Her return to the music scene wasn't just a comeback; it was a resurrection of her deepest passion.In the intimate setting of a studio, surrounded by a cocoon of creativity, Gia poured her heart and soul into crafting songs that mirrored her journey—songs that resonated with raw emotion and authenticity. Her fingers danced across the strings, weaving melodies that echoed the ebbs and flows of her life.The studio walls absorbed her voice, carrying the weight of her experiences, as she sang with unbridled intensity. Each word she sang seemed to carve its place in the hearts of those who listened, evoking emotions that
In the quaint setting of their family estate, Paul and Sheryl's wedding preparations were in full swing. The air was tinged with excitement and joy as family and friends came together to create a magical celebration."Sheryl, darling, you look breathtaking!" exclaimed Mrs. Marlow, Sheryl's mother, as she adjusted the veil with delicate care. Sheryl beamed at her reflection in the mirror, the excitement radiating from her eyes."Thank you, Mom. I can't believe the day is finally here," Sheryl replied, her voice filled with joyful anticipation.Meanwhile, Paul stood with his groomsmen, ensuring every detail was perfect. "I hope the flowers are set," he remarked, glancing at Martin, who nodded in assurance."Everything's in place, Paul. Don't worry," Martin assured him, patting his shoulder with a reassuring smile.As the ceremony drew closer, the atmosphere buzzed with lively chatter. Grace and Gia, assisting with the last-minute arrangements, shared a moment of reflection."This is bea