'If the plan doesn't work, change the plan, never the goal.' That is one quote I can never forget in a hurry. For me it was more than just a good quote, it was actually a business strategy that has helped me through difficult times in business and now, I intend going by that rule, but this time not in business but in romance.
The goal was in this case is to make Iris mine, so if asking her to be my mistress wouldn't work, then perhaps something else would, I just have to change plans and that is exactly what I am going to do.
"Good afternoon sir" Iris gateman greets me when he is standing by my car door.
"Good afternoon" I greeted in return.
"Oga," he begins. "If na my madam you say look for, she nor dey oo"
"What do you mean by she not dey?" I ask the gateman .
"Wetin I mean be say, my madam nor dey house na, so, just they go back now." I know he is lieing. Iris must have commanded him to not allow me into
NELLY To be honest, I got furious when I heard what Enyinnaya said to Iris. It hurt that the one person she was bold enough to tell her feelings could not appreciate her for it let's alone reciprocate it. My reactions to the situation wasn't called for but I had acted out of impulse and I most certainly will not start regretting it now.I watch as Iris tries her best to hold back her tears. To say I'm not surprised by her actions, would be a deliberate lie.I settle down beside her, take her both hands in mine and gently squeeze them. "You know you don't have to cry over that jerk, right?" She nods. "I really didn't want to let my feelings go this far, but somehow it did and every time I see my stomach, I am reminded of him. It's bad enough that I am in love with someone who can never love me back, but what is worse is that I am carrying his child." "So you don't plan to take out the baby anymore?" I am silently praying for her to say ye
Two weeks later Iris If anyone had told me making preparations for a wedding would be this chaotic, I would have totally disagreed with them, but not anymore, and the most annoying thing about the whole situation was that Greg and I already hired the service of a wedding planner but it didn't look like it. It felt like everyone was out for my neck; the wedding planner and her employees, my fashion designer, make up artists, hair stylist, Greg's family and off course Nelly and Alyssia. The only person that did not add to the chaos was Zinnia, my half sister, well not entirely so, cause I had been disappointed to know only few days ago that she had not returned to Greece as we had previously thought but had been living a quiet life in Abuja for reasons I still don't know. "I honestly think you should go with the nude colour, red feels too sharp against your dark skin." Okay, scrap all I said about Zinnia not adding to the chaotic state of my wedding pla