HOLLIS I have never been attracted to anyone like I was with Ugo Chike. But she isn't just anyone, she is my now wife who has the whole of me on chokehold. I must have wished so much for someone like her that God or whoever the supernatural being up there is, decided to bless me with Ugo. But did he make it easy for me, hell no! Yet I'm grateful. In his defense, he might say he'd given me what I asked for. Which is true. So, it's now up to me to do my part. I'd chosen a restaurant within my community to have dinner with my wife. This was because I wanted the people in my community to start getting used to the fact that it was now the two of us. Aside from that, I wanted to show off. I married a gorgeous, smart and stylish woman, so why won't I show her off? Imagine my surprise when I was reversing the car and I spotted someone with the audacity to approach my wife. I cursed under my breath, rethinking my decision to send Nero back home. I should have told him to stay back to
I looked at my phone screen and cursed the day I met Elsa Pedro. Her father had visited the club and asked if I still wanted to be with his daughter and I almost threw up. I've never wanted to be with his daughter at all. So, I was shocked that he thought I did. I stated it all out plainly that I had never wanted to be with his daughter and it turned out that the poor man was given a different narrative by his lovely daughter and my father. But I cleared out any misconception he must have had. When he tried pestering, I dismissed him with a few conclusive words. I had a lot on my mind and her daughter would never be one of them. There was my marriage, then Frick and the expansion of my empire. Rubbing my forehead gently, I finally settled my eyes on the shopping bags in my living room. It looked like we were about to open up a department store in my apartment. And judging by the names on the bags, I had no doubt Ugo spent real fortune acquiring everything. I almost didn’t want t
UGO I may have sounded like some jealous, wounded Bitch yesterday, but I seriously don't give a fuck. It was best to stomp my foot on certain things I don't like now, rather than later. Anything I don't stop now would linger on and it might be hard to put a stop to it later. My thoughts drifted to the shock on Hollis's face last night. He seemed confused, sexually frustrated and hot as hell. I was hot for him too, my pulse was literally throbbing all through the night. With a man like Hollis sleeping beside me, bare chested why wouldn't it. I guess that was why Elsa refused to let him be. I was married to a gorgeous man who derived joy in showing me off. That was what yesterday was all about, showing his wife off. And I loved the idea of it. It made me feel like I own him as much as he owns me. We were married, and our marriage isn't even a secret. Elsa knows, a lot of people know. So, why won't she just let Hollis be. Or did he tell her? Did he tell her that we were only temp
"What do you mean?" He leaned on the dining table."You hurt my father. Your approach to things was terrible. There would have been better ways to sort these things out. But the way you went about it...""I didn't do anything." Hollis insisted."You didn't set my father up?" I asked, biting off the bitter sound of that. What did he mean by he didn't do anything, hearing him say that made me feel insulted. "You mean to say you didn't....""What should I have done then? I wanted to see him, to speak to him..... He didn't come for the wedding and it made you sad." He let out in frustration."He's not going to listen nor give you an audience just like that. Maybe you should let me go with you some other time. We're a couple now, aren't we?" I watched him shift a bit, a proof that he wasn't too comfortable with my proposal, yet he wouldn't rule it out. "What do you plan for fun today?"I shrugged. "I'll reach out to some old friends today. Speak to my colleagues at work, my annual leave w
Hollis opened the door and stood in the pouring rain. I scooted over to the driver’s side, catching a glimpse of Rocco's reflection as I adjusted the rearview mirror. He was terrified, so was I. Even though Hollis coached me through, the car kept jerking forward, and stalling. And everytime it comes to a jolting stop, Rocco's head would slam into the seat in front of him. After a lengthy while, I was able to make the car move more than a few inches at a time, and before long, we were coasting along the muddied road. The car did corner curves effortlessly. It was almost a refreshing experience for me. Even though I noticed Rocco's knuckles going white with the tight grip he had on the door handle. But Hollis on the other hand, looked on proudly, enjoying the ride. But soon, it all went very wrong. I came to a deceivingly deep puddle and got to a curve faster than I should. I turned the wheel, but nothing happened. I braked hard, the car swerved. Hollis looked ahead, a hand on the d
HOLLISWhoever brought up the idea of carving that awful looking image of Einstein must either be so dumb or extremely stupid because they made a whole mess of the image and also made it so obvious that the faux wall really had to be a door. Bloody hand raised, I waited for Rocco to hand me a reloaded gun. The cold feel of a semi-automatic grazed my fingers and I smiled."There's nobody inside Boss. Aside from the few securities we've already taken care of, the house is clean." Rocco, my right hand man reported, but I smiled knowing that my suspicion might be true then.I simply shifted my gaze to him. Today was just the fucking day I've been looking forward to. A good day to teach Velcro and his stupid brother some hard lessons and knock some senses into them while at it, if they survive anyway."Nero, stay out here with the rest of the men and be alert. I'll notify you if we need more men." Nero nodded and dished out inaudible orders to the rest of the men with his fingers while I
UGO I took in the orderliness of the little room that had always served as my safe space for the longest time. All my childhood memories were still intact, almost as I had left them. My mother had taken it upon herself to preserve all the good memories, making sure not to alter the shape of the room and the position of things as I left them. I tried recalling the last time I visited Lilycity. It's been well over two years. Fairview had found a way to draw me into its tight grasp and sapped me off all my free time. I sighed, recalling my mother's tears at the airport when she came to pick me up. I was initially skeptical that she would be the one to pick me up, but then she somehow managed to convince me with my father's support that she has recovered perfectly since her intestinal surgery. "Poor woman." I murmured regrettably. Pulling my hair into a tight bun, I sat down on the only chair in my room, took in the beauty of the modest-looking room and smiled. What my room lacked in
I climbed down carefully from the grey van that picked me up from the house. I was going to see a cartel Boss. So there are quite a lot of things that could happen today. It's either I end up dead or I succeed in striking a good deal that will keep my father alive and give my family enough time to pay up the crazy-absurd debt they leveled against my Father. If the stars are in my favor, the money might even be forgiven. But in all, one of these things was going to happen today and I pray my dead body won't be drawn out of the industrial looking premises. As I stood looking around, I got a nudge behind from one of the men. "Move!" He barked at me and like a crippled roach revealed by a light from a handheld torch. I had to put both of my feet to good use. One of the men walked in front, leading the way, while two others walked behind me. "Stop." A baritone voice from a guard stationed at the gate yelled at us. "She's going to go in blindfolded." He read out a rehearsed ins