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Seline woke up that Monday morning with worries written all over her face. She didn’t know what to expect. “What would be her job description? Would she be able to keep up with being the PA to a celebrity?” Seline! Seline!! “You no dey go work?”, Seline’s mum screamed in pidgin English to her hearing as she jerked up. Ah! She is already running late and it is her first day working as a PA for Sweet. She quickly took her bath and got dressed wearing a pencil skirt and a chiffon top, it was one of her best sets of clothing and she hoped it meets Sweet’s standard. As she silently self-motivated herself, she got up to leave as she had only 30 mins to get to the address that was sent to her. Seline! her mother called Seline stopped on her track and turned in her mother’s direction. “Prepare to meet Mrs Veronica’s son this weekend, he would be coming back from Abuja on Wednesday.” Without saying a word Seline turned towards the door and left, she was already running late and didn’t
“could you walk faster!” Seline fastened her pace to catch up with the long strides of her new boss. Even with her effort to reach him, his long legs were doing no good, and he wasn’t even bothered if she was catching up or not. “You need to see this” Marcus Sweet’s manager passed him his phone. Sweet’s face immediately moved from cheerful to aggravated. “Can you move faster!” Sweet was now in a very bad mood, Seline couldn't understand why but she knows better than to say a word, so she followed his every instruction. As we got closer to his black Audi, was just thanking my stars that finally I’ll be dropping these shopping bags that weigh more than the weight of a cow because I was already exhausted from carrying the heavy bags on my shoulders and running after my boss “Get a cab and meet me in my house in 30 mins” Sweet snapped, his voice sharp and demanding. Seline looked around, unsure if he was speaking to her or someone else nearby. Before she could inquire, the engine of
The city lights shimmered like stars as Seline made her way through the bustling streets. Anger still simmered within her, a potent mix of frustration and indignation. She couldn't believe her mother had invited a suitor from their church as if her life were a game of arranged matrimony. Tonight, she needed an escape from it all, and an unlikely choice presented itself - a club. Arriving at the vibrant establishment, the pulsating beat of music filled the air, reverberating through her bones. This was not her usual scene, but tonight, it seemed like the perfect antidote to the heaviness she carried. She spotted her friend, Lya, at a corner table, her smile a welcoming beacon amidst the flashing lights. Lya looked surprised as Seline approached, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "Hey there, what's going on?" she asked, sensing the turmoil beneath Seline's facade. Seline sank into the seat opposite Lya, trying to compose herself. "I... I just needed a break, you know? My
Seline groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the harsh sunlight that seemed to pierce through her pounding head. She winced, realizing that her head was throbbing from the hangover she had acquired at the club last night. Memories of dancing and laughter flashed through her mind, but they were now overshadowed by the consequences of her actions. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table and gasped in horror. She was already one hour late for work! Frantically, she stumbled out of bed and rushed to get ready, trying to put on her professional façade despite the chaos within. As she hurriedly dressed, she hoped to avoid running into her mother, knowing that her disapproval would only exacerbate her guilt. Seline's mind raced with thoughts of how irresponsible she had been, staying out late and getting drunk when she had important responsibilities to fulfill. She knew she was up to a lot of scolding not from her boss alone but her mum too. Sweet's POV: Sweet had been
As Sweet settled into his chair, preparing for the meeting with potential investors. He had a lot on his mind, but something was distracting him today – his PA, Seline. He couldn't help but notice the way Seline was dressed today. Her usual professional attire had been replaced by a stunning outfit that emphasized her curves and confidence. The skin-tight jeans and the sleek leather jacket clung to her in a way that made it difficult for him to focus on anything else. Marcus tried to shake off the distraction, reminding himself that this was not the time or place to let his thoughts wander. He had a meeting going on, and it required his full attention. But just as he attempted to immerse himself in the discussion, he noticed Mr. Smith, one of the potential investors, stealing glances at Seline. Sweet felt a surge of irritation bubbling within him. He couldn't believe that Mr. Smith was allowing himself to be so unprofessional during a business meeting. To add to it, he couldn’t und
As Seline stepped into the cab, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The encounter with Marcus Sweet had left her in a state of confusion, her heart racing from the unexpected closeness they had shared. Her fingers instinctively touched the spot on her waist where he had held her, still feeling the lingering tingle that seemed to echo his touch. The cab's engine hummed to life, the gentle vibrations providing a backdrop to her racing thoughts. She gave the driver her address but found herself lost in a sea of contemplation, her mind unable to settle on any one thought. What had prompted Sweet to hold her that way? Was it just another one of his mind games, or was there something deeper that she couldn't comprehend? The city lights passed by in a blur as the cab journeyed through the streets, each turn a reflection of the twists in her mind. She tried to analyze her feelings, to decipher the complex web of emotions that Sweet seemed to awaken within her. She had always respected him
Sweet stood in his well-appointed living room, checking his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. He was expecting Seline, his PA, to arrive soon for a private conversation he had been rehearsing in his mind. He had carefully planned his words, wanting to make amends for his impulsive behavior. He had no intention of letting his actions cast a shadow over their professional relationship. As he waited, his thoughts were consumed by the conflict of emotions that had been churning within him. He had been navigating a delicate dance between his newfound feelings for Seline and his determination to maintain professionalism. The apology he had written was a testament to his commitment to setting things right. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a sudden knock on the door jolted him from his reverie. Frowning, he crossed the room and opened the door, only to be met with a sight that caught him off guard. Standing before him was Mandy, his ex-girlfriend, someone he hadn't seen in mon
As she walked down the street, she thought about what happened in Sweet’s house trying to convince her that it was none of her business but the truth was, she felt a little sting in her chest and she couldn’t say why she felt annoyed at the sudden visit of his ex. “What does she want?” “Why can’t she just go?” Questions kept running through her mind while she walked to the extent she was caught off guard after she realized she had walked past the turn to the street that led to her house. As she quickly retraced her steps and walked towards her house, she saw a very expensive-looking car parked outside the gate: usually on this side of Lagos, it is hard to find such. As she drew closer to the wing of the building where her flat was located, it became more evident they had visitors over as her mum’s voice could be heard clearly throwing orders at her younger siblings. In haste to know who these visitors were, she stepped into the house to find out it was some strange woman from her
Seline was having a great day and the day hadn’t even started yet.Sweet has been a good tour guide and the fun part was that he was patient and loving. This part of Sweet was new to Seline, so she promised herself to enjoy every bit of it while it lasted because she might wake up the next morning to find out all of this was just a dream.After that they made a stop at an ice cream parlor, they set off, the city stretching out before them like a canvas waiting to be painted. Sweet led the way, his stride confident as he walked through the bustling streets with ease. Seline followed close behind, her curiosity piqued by the sights and sounds of the city.Their next stop was Centennial Olympic Park, a sprawling green space nestled in the heart of downtown Atlanta.Sweet took her to a park where Selime rode in a merry-go-round, she screamed her heart out cus it scared the shit out of her.Sweet guided Seline through the park, pointing out the iconic landmarks and sharing stories of the
………we dropped Seline at the hotel and went straight to the club. Sweet wanted to get wasted tonight, maybe the alcohol would work it’s magic in helping him forget what it felt like when they hugged. F***k !! he didn’t know why he called her his drug Damn!! He’s already an addict cus’ now he needs more As Sweet got into the club, he swung into action, enjoying the night as much as he wanted. He needed enough alcohol in his system. His vision was becoming blurry and he knew he needed to return to his hotel room. As he stood up from his chair he staggered and mixed a few steps. Thank goodness he had his private security with him. As he got off the lift and entered his room he thought …arghh! The sunlight is not helping the migraine he feels right now He saw this beauty sleeping peacefully with her head on his arms, Sweet robbed his sleepy eyes with his free hand again. He took a close look again Seline! Sweet jerked up at alert as he came to the consciousness of the situation be
The evening was awash in a warm, golden hue as Sweet and Seline made their way to the event. The city of Atlanta had come alive with the anticipation of the show, and the streets buzzed with energy. Yet, in the car, a heavy silence hung between them. Sweet's mind was preoccupied with the upcoming performance, the weight of expectation, and the nagging jealousy he had felt over the past few weeks.Seline, on the other hand, was keenly aware of the tension in the air. She had sensed Sweet's unease, and although she wanted to ease his worries, she also felt a flutter of excitement about the night ahead.The car glided smoothly through the city streets, but Sweet's thoughts were far from the passing scenery. He couldn't help but be distracted by Seline's presence beside him. Her perfume, a delicate and intoxicating blend of floral and citrus notes, enveloped him, and its fragrance seemed to infiltrate his thoughts, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.Unbeknownst to Sweet, he w
The evening had arrived, and Seline found herself seated beside Sweet in a sleek black car, en route to the exclusive restaurant where the event was to take place. The atmosphere inside the car was charged with anticipation, but Marcus seemed preoccupied, lost in his thoughts. He had noticed something about Seline that evening, something that had captured his attention from the moment they had left the hotel. Seline's choice of perfume that night was intoxicating, its subtle notes filling the car and clouding Sweet's mind. He couldn't quite place the scent, but it was a delicate blend of florals and spices that seemed to dance in the air around her. It was a fragrance unlike any he had encountered before, and it had a mesmerizing effect on him. As they drove through the city streets, Sweet found himself distracted, his thoughts drifting back to Seline and her enchanting perfume. He barely noticed when the taxi came to a halt, lost in a reverie induced by her presence. Seline, on the
The jet lag had an effect on Seline as she slept off as soon as her head touched the pillow of her hotel room. It was so comfy that she forgot to unpack. He smiled at her like she was the only human existing in the world “you look beautiful” She blushed at his comment as he moved closer to her drawing her to his side as he placed a kiss on her forehead. Seline! Seline!! She felt someone shook her. She slowly opened her eyes and was met with a beautiful set of eyes She blinked twice to make sure she wasn’t still dreaming. She jerked up as she came to consciousness moving away from Sweet as far as her leg could carry her. Sweet was surprised at her reaction but got straight to the reason why he woke her up. “we have an outing this evening with the organizers and other celebrities” “please look good,” he said placing emphasis on the last statement. As Sweet was about to leave, he turned and stole a glance at her then shut the door after him. Seline was confused at his last act
Three weeks had passed since the awkward encounter with King and Madam Christiana. At that time, Seline's life had taken an unexpected turn. She was now preparing to accompany Marcus Sweet to his show in Atlanta, a journey she couldn't have imagined just a few weeks ago. It hadn't been easy to convince her mother, who had initially been skeptical about the idea. But Seline had managed to sway her by offering to pay for a change of apartment, something her mother had been wanting for a long time. Her mother's approval came with a mix of apprehension and pride, knowing that her daughter was taking a significant step in her life. Meanwhile, Sweet had noticed a change in Seline's behavior over the past few weeks. She seemed to be speaking to someone else on the phone frequently, and it piqued his curiosity. He couldn't help but wonder who had captured Seline's attention and why she was keeping it a secret. As Seline sat in her new apartment, a cozy one-bedroom space with modern furnishi
As she walked down the street, she thought about what happened in Sweet’s house trying to convince her that it was none of her business but the truth was, she felt a little sting in her chest and she couldn’t say why she felt annoyed at the sudden visit of his ex. “What does she want?” “Why can’t she just go?” Questions kept running through her mind while she walked to the extent she was caught off guard after she realized she had walked past the turn to the street that led to her house. As she quickly retraced her steps and walked towards her house, she saw a very expensive-looking car parked outside the gate: usually on this side of Lagos, it is hard to find such. As she drew closer to the wing of the building where her flat was located, it became more evident they had visitors over as her mum’s voice could be heard clearly throwing orders at her younger siblings. In haste to know who these visitors were, she stepped into the house to find out it was some strange woman from her
Sweet stood in his well-appointed living room, checking his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. He was expecting Seline, his PA, to arrive soon for a private conversation he had been rehearsing in his mind. He had carefully planned his words, wanting to make amends for his impulsive behavior. He had no intention of letting his actions cast a shadow over their professional relationship. As he waited, his thoughts were consumed by the conflict of emotions that had been churning within him. He had been navigating a delicate dance between his newfound feelings for Seline and his determination to maintain professionalism. The apology he had written was a testament to his commitment to setting things right. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a sudden knock on the door jolted him from his reverie. Frowning, he crossed the room and opened the door, only to be met with a sight that caught him off guard. Standing before him was Mandy, his ex-girlfriend, someone he hadn't seen in mon
As Seline stepped into the cab, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The encounter with Marcus Sweet had left her in a state of confusion, her heart racing from the unexpected closeness they had shared. Her fingers instinctively touched the spot on her waist where he had held her, still feeling the lingering tingle that seemed to echo his touch. The cab's engine hummed to life, the gentle vibrations providing a backdrop to her racing thoughts. She gave the driver her address but found herself lost in a sea of contemplation, her mind unable to settle on any one thought. What had prompted Sweet to hold her that way? Was it just another one of his mind games, or was there something deeper that she couldn't comprehend? The city lights passed by in a blur as the cab journeyed through the streets, each turn a reflection of the twists in her mind. She tried to analyze her feelings, to decipher the complex web of emotions that Sweet seemed to awaken within her. She had always respected him