All Chapters of Dealing With Love... : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

We got to the company after thirty minutes because we had to drop off Funke at her workplace. She worked as a lab analyst for a food research and laboratory company that dealt with everything analytical about processed food.Bundles of nerves erupted in my stomach making me thankful that I hadn’t eaten anything for breakfast. Ethan and I, along with a bunch of lawyers, may have settled everything legally, but I still felt nervous.“No! I can do this,” I whispered as Luke opened the car door for me.I rubbed my clammy hands on my handkerchief and stepped out with a sigh.“Good luck, Madam,” Luke said making a small smile appear on my lips.“Thank you,” I replied sincerely and checked the time to see that it was 7:45 am before walking into the building.As soon as I stepped in, all employees including security that passed by stopped for a few seconds to greet me. It was the “It’s the chairman” kind of greeting but at least everyone had a real smile on their faces when they saw me.“At l

By the time I was done with my work for the day, it was almost 6 pm and I was more than ready to get out of this place. I was tired, hungry, and sleepy and couldn’t decide whether to get take out or just sleep off.I sighed, pushed back the leather chair, picked up my coat and bag, and walked out of my office.The floor was empty because I had asked Brooklyn to get off, at her normal leaving time and that was two hours ago. I talked to Ethan during lunch but I would have to call him when I get home. Entering the elevator, I pressed the ground floor button and got a ping on my phone.“Are you done with work?” A smile lit my face at Ethan’s text.“Yeah, leaving already,”I replied and closed my eyes for a bit. The elevator opened just as I got another ping.“I miss you,” My heart fluttered. I had been so busy with work that the only time we met was when he made the effort to come by my apartment and make me his mum’s famous pancakes.“Not as much as I miss you,” It was true. I missed

Ife walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her body and hair. She looked amazing even when wet. I gave her a peck and rushed into the bathroom. I stepped out of the bathroom to see Ife already dressed in a yellow shirt and blue jeans reminding me that Funke had brought some of her clothes here when we went to Paris.Walking into my closet, I dressed up in a simple white tee shirt and blue jean trousers. Pulling on the silver bracelet that Ife gave me."Where are we going?" I asked curiously but she just smirked, sitting on the bed and looking back at her phone while answering a message."Just out." She said vaguely and I crept up to her and she moved back but I was faster, I pulled her towards me and tickled her."Where are we going?" I asked slower but she was already in a fit of laughter. I remember she's very ticklish."It's not going to happen," she said in between laughs, and I gave up. I removed my hands and helped her up.She pulled me downstairs, carried a basket

I stared at myself in the mirror and took in my appearance. I was wearing a beautiful one-shoulder red ball gown with an asymmetric neckline fitted from the neck to my waist and then poured all the way down to my knees. I paired the dress with red pumps that had golden heels and a pair of golden ear studs. My face had very minimal makeup that consisted of foundation, powder, brows that were carved to almost perfection, and blood-red lipstick to match the gown. I looked amazing. I had failed to mention that this party was also my engagement party to Ethan. Despite our protests, our parents had called together all the people they knew, including the press, to announce our engagement. I didn’t think it was necessary but as I said, it was agreed upon despite our protests. Ethan dropped me off after half a day of cake tasting and stuffing our faces with as much food as possible. He took me to different restaurants that served different cuisines of different countries, and I finally got to

Jingle bells, jingle bells, The sound of Christmas arrives, Joy has come to the world, Along with the love of my life. ~Oluwatoyosi Ethan’s POV “I can’t believe your mum got us to work. I could be relaxing with my girlfriend right now, you know that? What exactly did you do to piss her off?” Joel’s words were playful but also a bit annoying, as was I. Here we are lifting sofas and setting up the groundwork for the Christmas eve party on Christmas eve. “Probably because I laughed in her face for being made to throw the party,” I replied as we placed the sofa by the very extravagant Christmas tree in my parent’s living room. Breathing in and out softly from all the lifting, I felt a small hand on my back and knew who it was. “Babe, all that remains now, is to get the crates from the downstairs cellar. Think you guys can manage it?” Precious’s voice was soft and sweet. Too sweet in fact to let me know that she was enjoying the work I was given. “Oh, there the guys are. You gu