All Chapters of Obsessed with his past: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was a bright Saturday morning and Jordan Duro was at his gym. When not in the field, he would be nowhere other than his gym.   He is broad chested with six pack muscles on a slim waist and belly muscle. His arms were having some scars portraying he had been in some dangerous situation.  Jordan is a 29 year old young man and a  citizen of Newtown city. He is tall with a height of 6.5 inches. His long hair reached his shoulders which he tied up in a ponytail.  He has a protruding eyeball, and a V- shaped jaw line. His nose pointed on a thin pinkish lips.   He kept boxing the air bag, and though panting, he was still doing his exercise. His jogas were soaked in sweat but he persisted.

A young beautiful woman was stepping out of the airport with a dark shade on her face. She looked around and saw the city, still the same city she left seven years ago.  Same people, same activities, same busy and bustling movement in the city. There were a few great  architectural buildings. Some renovation and the hard work of the country's President was enviable.   As she walked closer to the taxis, a young man walked over to her "Miss Smith" he called and Tina paused, looking at him.   She was having this expressionless face and looked at the fellow who just called her by her last name. The fellow must have known her so well.   "It's me Biodun," The young man introduced himself. He wasn't happy with the

CLARA'S POV    I had wanted to discuss it with my son for a long time. But I don't know how to go about it. I know his personality and what he wants and accepts.  But I couldn't keep quiet and watch. I want my son to be happy just like every mother would.  It's been years now after the death of Rachel and Jordan isn't thinking about finding himself another woman.  I know he loves Rachel and she felt great about him as well. But he can't keep living like this.  Five years have passed and Jordan has not stopped thinking about Rachel. I know in his line of duty, getting married might be optional.   But I

JORDAN'S POV  I suspect everyone I don't know or remember crossing paths with . When I saw a lady get close to my daughter, I took a few strides and arrived behind her.   I couldn't strike but waited to see what she was up to. Jora was smart like I educated her.   She didn't say anything to the lady nor kept her smile. She drew backwards when the latter squatted in front of her.   She identified a stranger like I had told her in the past, never to go carefree or smiling to a stranger.  A stranger might be there to harm her. She must be careful and apply wisdom and distance first before defending herself. &

JORDAN'S POV    I least expected to see her on the plane. I heard someone talk about not wanting to believe that someone was trailing her and opened my eyes.  Who was talking and to whom? But the fellow I saw was that lady from the previous day. She? Not again!  I looked at her and saw her sit properly adjusting herself and putting her dark shade on. Why do I have to meet her again?   Was it a mere coincidence or our paths kept lying together? A weak grin appeared on my lips.  I told her I wouldn't mind trailing her. But she suddenly became reserved. As if she wasn't the one who spoke a few minutes ago. &n