"Did you bring your CV?" I asked, inhaling deeply.
"Yes ma." He quickly replied, a small smile breaking through his lips. I noticed a small scar above his eyebrows.
"Can I see it?"
"Sure, ma." He said at once, unable to hide his happiness. Who gets so happy to be hired as a driver?
He handed me a file and I placed it on the desk. "Why don't you take a sit."
He nodded and sat down across from me, his eyes looking everywhere but at me. I noticed that his gaze was on a book, "The lost treasure." Sprawled on my desk.
"You can take a look at it, that's if you want."
"Thank you ma." He said, gently taking the book from under the scattered papers all over my desk.
"Don't worry. It's no problem." I muttered.
I sighed and looked back down on his resume lying open on my desk. I was quite impressed with his CV.
A first class graduate of computer science from the prestigious University of Lagos, applying for the post of a driver did come as a shock to me, but considering the economic state of the country it should be normal or at least not too surprising.
I did pay well after all, fifty thousand naira is a bit too high for a driver but Adam always wanted us to pay the workers more than usual, far above normal. Because change begins with us and he didn't like the way workers were treated in the country. Soon I incorporated it, and even if he was no more I still tried to do like he had taught me.
I was definitely paying better than some companies would actually pay him as their engineer especially with his little or no work experience. In this country if you don't know anyone at the top then you have to start from scratch. I guess that's what he's doing. Starting from the very bottom.
"I'm quite impressed with your resume. Hopefully if you prove your loyalty to me then you might just be taken where you deserve. Not that I'm promising you anything." I clarified, quickly. "The secretary will give you a file containing all you need including your ID which is going to serve as a pass, without it you won't be let into the estate. You may leave now."
"Thank you ma. I'm so grateful." He bowed. He sounded genuinely excited. His feint laughter was so toxic I found myself smiling too, a little faintly.
"You are welcome." I replied cocking my brow. He turned to leave.
"You resume at 7. I do not condone lateness or flimsy excuses. If you are going to come late make sure you do half dead." I say as a matter of fact with my all so serious voice.
He turned back but not before thanking me one more time. "I promise I won't disappoint you. Thank you ma!"
I gestured with my one hand for him to leave and he did just that.
I exhaled after he left.
He was so good looking, so very very good looking. I've never seen a man that handsome in a long time, except my husband only him could have compared to him. only Adam.
"Lord." I exhaled, hitting my head softly on the table. "I missed him so much I've started seeing him in Everyone" never did I imagine in all my life that I would be made a widow at such a young age but life existed to astonish us. I pulled up my glasses and continued working or pretending to work. If only I knew that my problems were just beginning.
CHAPTER 4Lucas POVThe sound of a cock crowing was distant, yet loud enough to let me know that I needed to be up on my feet. From a young age I had always been an early waker. When I don't have anything to do after waking I stare up at the ceiling for hours, sometimes I fall asleep, sometimes I paint. But I wasn't so good at painting, well in my own opinion, though others would beg to disagree. I guess it is a thing about creatives, we hardly see the beauty in what we create, but the beauty is usually glaring for others.Another reason I probably lost some touch in painting is because, I lost my parents after secondary school to cancer which had me fending for myself throughout university. I had to take up so many menial jobs and painting became one of them, anything to survive.Painting with a deadli
CHAPTER 5Lucas POVSidney looked at me sadly, the white of her eyes shining in the dark. With her hands now free she wrapped it around my neck. "Common Lucas. It's still a start." She consoled massaging my neck. I moaned, loving the feel of her hands on my neck, although I wouldn't mind them somewhere else right about now. "Besides working with that woman is going to give you the opportunity to meet important people that would definitely help in your dreams. Its all about Network, put your eyes on the ground.""Just say you want me to lick ass.""If licking ass is going to get you to where you dream to be then lick it very well while taking all the shit.""You are disgusting." I said, making a face. She giggled, still softly massaging me. "You are getting better at this Babe." I praised.
CHAPTER 6Lucas POVSydney's hands on my waist become even better, firmer. I moaned out loud, feeling the relief in my muscles. I didn't know they were this tensed. "Lord this feels so good!" I blurted out, not able to hide the pleasure I felt. Sydney knew exactly what she was doing and I loved it."I'm glad you like it." She kissed my neck trailing kisses from my cheek to my lips. I kissed her back tugging on her lower lips. I could taste the mint in her mouth, as we had both brushed late at night a habit we both had individually and cultivated as a couple.The kiss became more intense and my dick was fast becoming very very hard. My hands traveled down to her sweet spot and I touched it, gently. She gasped into my mouth, moaning loudly. Her eyes were filled with so much want and desire, It had me hard as rock. The alarm chose just that time to beep alerting me that it was 6:30 and time for me to get dressed foe work.&n
CHAPTER 7Lucas POVI got dressed in less than ten minutes keeping the need to go to work early at the forefront of my mind.At first I wanted to wear a white shirt and black pants, so I look a bit professional like I did yesterday but then I remembered what my boss had asked. Maybe she didn't like the idea of her driver dressing professional, who knows. Thus, I settled for jeans and a black polo.Thinking back at her she looked very strict, and acted it with that tiny reading glasses above her nose and her hair in a tight ponytail. Although, even without make up and the exhausted cold expression on her face one could tell that she was indeed a very very beautiful woman. Too beautiful if I must say.Seeing her behind that desk on a fucking pedestal I had almost been scared of her and that's a first. But when I walked into the law firm the atmosphere was light and friendly some
CHAPTER 8Celine's POVThe sun poured into my room in vengeance reminding me that I had forgotten to close the blinds yesterday after star gazing until late at night.My eyes fluttered open, beads of sweat gathered on my forehead. I had also forgotten to turn on the Air conditioner. When did I become so forgetful.I sighed, gently lifting myself up to a sitting position only to notice a pounding headache crippling me. It was as though a lot of monsters were playing in my head. As if it was not bad enough, coupled with it my limbs ached badly, my eyes too.Fever was starting to set in, I felt hot both inside and outside my body. I leaned back on the comforter as tears gathered in my eyes at the terrible, bone crushing exhaustion I felt.My fear finally came to pass.&nbs
CHAPTER 9Celine's POVThese days my memory fails me a lot and it was getting really annoying. I suddenly remembered the young man that had come for the interview yesterday, I had told him to come exactly 7am and it looks like he had taken me by my word. If I wasn't so sick I would have been up and ready for work by now but it was obvious it won't be the case today.I contemplated asking her to tell him off, but that would be rude and since it was his first day at work I didn't want to show him that side of me now.He doesn't know me yet and if I did this he would definitely succumb to thinking that I am a bitter woman which I was now, but well he doesn't have to know that yet.I can just let him up and tell him myself how sick I feel."Just let him come up." I said, a silent cough escaping my dry throat.She looked at me worriedly. "
CHAPTER 10Celine's POVI gently peeled off my grey nightgown from my body and dropped it on the tile floor. Mary will take care of everything later. Then I put on the shower and filled the tub with hot water, adding enough carot liquid soap in it. I soaked myself and washed off having no strength to sponge. I have never in my life felt so weak before. Whatever sickness this was I needed to cure it as soon as possible.I wrapped my pink towel around me after I felt satisfied with bathing. Indeed I felt better, at least strong enough to walk out with my own two feet. I opened the door gently and almost stumbled on Lucas who had been standing in front of the door for whatever reason."Ouch." I moaned hitting my toe on the door. "Why the hell are you standing
CHAPTER 11Lucas POVI stood outside the room for about five minutes staring at the beautufully designed wooden door in front of me after the boss had asked that I leave, immediately she had started to feel better thanks to my help.Women, I thought shaking my head.She couldn't even utter a thank you. She just looked at me like I grew two horns and sent me out. If she didn't like the dress she should have told me what's so hard in that. Besides how was I supposed to know what she would like when her instruction was simple, "get me something comfortable".The clothes in the wardrobe had overwhelmed me, but immediately I found that silk gown I knew it was going to be perfect. Too bad I was wrong. Just like I've been wrong about so many things.