Jordan's POVI hate Mondays sometimes because to me is one of the busiest days of the week... I always have so much to do...series of meetings, business and contracts lined up waiting to be executed. One of the things about this business of real estate is if you ain't up to the task to take up the challenges and you aren't able to compete with other contractors your competitors might take advantage of that...Marcia Holdings has always been a very big firm right from when my dad was the CEO before he passed. After we went public, we have grown so rapidly that our shares alone are one of the best in the country. At least I'm very much aware that we control over 45% of the real estate and contracts around the city... So is that big? When I took over the business after my dad passed about two years back, it was a big deal for me. Since none of my brothers showed interest in the business, I had to take over the task and carry the burden alone. I woke up around 6:30 AM as I always do, I re
Kaira POVI was still in shock at what had happened in Jordan's office...I was very angry when I left his office because I didn't really know or understand the direction this whole thing is going... Though I seriously warned him to count me out of any game he's trying to play because I'm not interested...Thinking about the kiss he purposely gave me in his office alone makes me wanna throw up... So many thoughts were going through my mind as I drove inside the mansion... I spotted Mrs. Marcia seating in the lobby...So I parked a few meters away from the car park because Jaxon's car was also parked there... should I tell Jaxon about this or let it slide for now... so many thoughts were going through my mind as I approach the lobby..."Hello Kaira, were you able to get the measurement from Jordan? Mrs. Marcia asked..." No ma'am, when I got to his office he was very busy with a client and I couldn't wait because I have so much work to do today... Dont worry I will send Natalie to get
Kiara's POV I lazily got off my bed, one look at the mirror, my head was just as bad. I splashed some water on my face to feel refreshing and bitterly wished I could wash my brains free from toxins... I don't drink much but yesterday I couldn't help it. Yesterday was supposed to be the best day of my life. I was finally graduating from college but things didn't go as I expected. I thought my dad would forgive me for changing my course from engineering to fashion designer without his consent after he saw I got first-class honors but an African dad is an African dad. All I received was a hot slap and disappointment. Yeah, let me spell it out loud... My dad disowned me when he found out that being a celebrity designer was not only a part-time job but something I planned to do for the rest of my life. You know with African parents, they want you to fulfill their dreams without minding what you want... but my parents didn't get that liberty cause nobody controls my life apart from me
Kaira POVMy eyes became glassy with tears but I chose not to cry... Crying was for the weak girls who didn't understand the term strong. Yes, he cheated but that didn't mean it was the end of the world... In the first place, why was I with him? it can't be the sex... trust me it was boring.never experienced orgasm with him, because he fucked like a cribbled and dementia fellow. I remembered I had to beg him for weeks before he accepted to gimme head. Not that he can do it very well... Oooh yeah!! He helped me so much when I began my career and that made me feel in debted and love for him. I walk down Broadway street having all sorts of crazy ideas in my mind... Was I the only one in love??For how long have they been dating?I hope they both get struck by lightning... I hope he grows fat. I hope his dick falls off...one moment I was walking listening to heartbreak songs and the next I was lying in a puddle of mud."ooh, shit..." I swallowed my other words after seeing the per
Kaira POVFrom the outside, the house looked very elegant... The driveway circled past the entrance that is flanked by a pillar and there was a carriage house to park the cars. I didn't believe that human beings lived there. talk about gods perhaps. I walked so uncertainly to the door where I ranged the doorbell. I could hear someone running towards the door. A few seconds later, an articulated, slightly well build middle-aged man opened the door. "Hello Madam, welcome to Marcia's mansion." "thank you... I'm here to see Mr. Jaxon Marcias. He's expecting me." I said with a smile."Of course Madam, you must be Kaira Kimani?.. I will walk you to his fashion studio...I was astonished when I heard him mention my name.. wait a minute, how did he know my name? I was thinking about that when another thought came to my head. Does he have a fashion studio here? I look around the hallway and I couldn't believe the work of artistry and creativity did on it. The hallway was decorated with ant
Jordan's POVI was coming out of the gym when I saw a familiar face walking toward the house..... It was that crazy girl from the street who threw mud at me and to make it worse she smeared it on my lips... I could still feel the mud on my lips... Some people may think is funny but to me it was horrific... she was a crazy girl and needed to be put in an asylum... I hurriedly took a shower, wore one of my best suits, assured I look perfect, and walked majestically to my home office waiting for her to say she wanted to see me and then I would show her where she belong. I waited for almost an hour but no sign of her. I was wondering if she wasn't coming to see me then who was she coming to see? I hope she wasn't Jaxon's girlfriend because I would skin him alive for having a pathetic taste...I didn't understand why I was restless but I had the urge to teach that girl a lesson... I took my phone ready to call the house manager when Jaxon walked in..."What's up, bro??" He asked... "Ar
Jordan POV Did I sleep?? of course not... Every time I tried closing my eyes I could see that crazy mud girl throwing mud at me.. she was taking over my thoughts and I didn't like it one bit...As if that wasn't enough, I had a lot of work at the office because yesterday I was busy thinking of ways to get back at her. No girl ever drove me nuts as that girl did.. I was on the verge of losing my mind. Her attitude was the petrol, I was the matchbox, and every time we collided she become the fire. I was impatiently waiting for Mr. Mark our house manager to text me when the crazy mud girl arrived.I was walking in my room in circles looking at my phone after every second. I was going crazy and helpless at the same time. All I wanted was to give her a little piece of mind and show her who is the boss. Finally, Mr. Mark called me. The crazy mud girl was in the kitchen. I ran out of my room and headed straight to the kitchen. I was so left out with thought when we mistakenly bumped int
Jordan POV On our way home, so many thoughts were going through my mind. The thought of how Sebastian will react when he meets this lady. I wanted him to see how crazy this lady is.. that crazy overbearing attitude she possesses... Just a few meters away from the house... I became very skeptical and uneasy at the same time. Jackson drove inside the mansion..headed towards the garage. When I looked through the window I noticed Jaxon's car was parked at the entrance... "Let's see if you will have the same opinion about her when you meet her.." I got out of the car before the driver could get the door for me... "Common you are acting crazy..." Sebastian said as we walk inside the house... When we got inside the house, Mark was busy cleaning some of the artwork my dad brought on one of his previous trips... My dad was an urged fan of art, I will say that was where Mason inherited his art skills. He collects all kinds of artwork anytime he went on any of his business trips abroad... "