All Chapters of Her Request: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2Present DayToday, I am looking and feeling like Tika Sumpter from the movie Nobody's Fool and by that, I mean short bob hair, perfectly tailored blue crepe trousers and polka dot chiffon blouse tucked underneath with black pumps to die for. The company I work for senior as editor and show host, 101 Corp is one of the biggest brands in the country owning a widely acclaimed style magazine and Radio station that mostly airs gossip shows in the entertainment industry. I joined the company five years ago as contract staff, working my butts off to become a prominent employee and I can tell you for free that I succeeded.I punch in level 15 in the elevator praying earnestly that no one joins because I hate getting cramped up with people on the ride. My Prayer was almost answered until I saw someone's leg halt the complete closure of the door."....my elevator is broken, send maintenance to come check it ou

Chapter 4AprilI quickly wipe my face clean of tears, clearing my throat and then stood up to exchange pleasantries. Because I'm sure he sent me those gifts earlier."Thanks for the gifts" I faked a smile He didn't ask why I had puffy eyes or why my eyeliner smudged my eyes therefore creating dark circles beneath my lower lashes. He just pulled me close into a hug and I couldn't help what followed next. Tears. Uncontrollable tears. This was the first time since Luke that I leaned on a Masculine shoulder to vent my emotions. I didn't say a word, I just cried as he stroked my back continuously. After what seemed like forever I stopped crying."Thank you" I aimed for the exit feeling awkward. I've never cried before in the presence of someone I didn't know in fact this is the first I've cried with someone in sight. 

Chapter 6AprilMy reflection was lying to me.How can i feel so complete yet incomplete? So far I'd been lucky. Got a good job that pays me very well, will soon complete my mortgage payments, have amazing friends, got a car, i am happy. Though sometimes i suffer from all the symptoms of a mid-life crisis, comparing myself to my friends, wondering if I'll ever find more fulfillment in life, i am still happy and contented.Megan was right. I do need the D.I took another glance at myself in the bathroom mirror, carefully looking for where i might start wrinkling out. Are you truly happy? I ask myself. "Of course i am," i answered. We both know that's a facade."I'm not talking to you anymore" Gosh, my subconscious self is so daring and nosy. 

Chapter 8April"Hey Mom, we are about to leave, please don't forget to take my car to the mechanic and have him fix the scratch at the back ... Love you too" I air-kissed her then hung up. Megan had gone with Vanessa to explore the master suite while the guys are having a drink. I safely secure King Lee to sleep in one of the seats close to me and then bury my head in a magazine to avoid making eye contact with you know who."Can't avoid me for long" I heard JC said as he majestically walked towards my direction."You are so full of yourself you know, just because I didn't acknowledge your message gave you the presumption whereasI have been busy, too busy to text back a douchebag" I laid emphasis by dragging the last sentence. "So you saw my message" He stuffed his hands in his pockets.I felt his eyes on me and it made me hot inside but it all turned cold when I saw Megan comi

Chapter 10AprilHe was coming at me and i was too flushed to retreat. The kind of shock that hits you when you're caught stealing meat from the kitchen pot by your mum except this time i wasn't the one stealing. He's the thief.In case you're wondering what he stole, it's my sexuality. His being is just too hot to ignore and speaking of ignoring, i quickly remembered my self made pact to stay away from him like he was a disease. I picked up the towel and made a retreat back to my room. "Too hot to handle?" His deep voice filled the silent room with induced echo. He's a proud ass, thinks too highly of himself and rude individual. I halt on my tracks to give him the reply of the century. "Hate to swim with a child" Or so i thought. I heard his footsteps directing