CHAPTER 2

BRIGHT'S POV:

At Morgan's Group, I was in my office on the top floor of a magnificent five-story building, attending to a client, when my fiancée, Nini André, barged in and threw the engagement ring I'd given her in my face.

"Bright, I am done with this relationship!" Nini declared. She didn't mind that I had a client with me. She openly embarrassed me in front of my top partner, even though she worked as my finance manager.

"Mr. Tilman, we will discuss the business negotiation later," I said, and my partner stood up and left my office. He acted blind, as if he didn't see the angry woman in the room.

After Mr. Tilman left, I fixed my gaze on Nini André. She was a 27-year-old, tall, slender fair-skinned woman.

"What is it, Nini? Why did you throw the engagement ring at me?" I asked her, standing up from my office chair as I walked over to meet her.

I was the CEO of Morgan's Group and the Blues Hotel in this city.

"Bright, are you asking me why I am breaking up with you? Are you really a man? We have been having unprotected sex, and yet, I am not pregnant by you. What does that tell you? That you are impotent!" Nini shouted, tears welling up in her eyes as she glared daggers at me.

My heart ached at the way Nini said that to my face. I'd known that I wasn't capable as a man down there, but at least I provided for her and her family's needs.

"Nini, we have been dating for five years now. Why do you want to call it quits? We can get medical help. You will have my child," I told her, walking out from behind my desk to approach her, but she yelled at me.

"Don't come any closer to me! You are an impotent man. What's the point of having all these millions when you cannot get a woman pregnant? I cannot continue with you! I only accepted your ring at the hotel yesterday because I did not want to embarrass you, but I cannot continue with you. You should look for a barren woman to marry, not me," Nini yelled, not caring if her words were breaking my heart.

"Nini, please, you know that I love you very much. I did everything to support you and your family. I paid your tuition fees for the university. You cannot break up with me now," I told her, but she narrowed her eyes at me.

"Tell me how much you spent on me, and I will make a refund. This is my life that I am talking about here! My future. I cannot spend the rest of my life with you. And do not come after me again; we are over. Completely over! Besides, I gave you my body in these past five years that we have known each other, so take that as payment for all the money that you spent on me. But I cannot take this ring. I need a real man who will make me feel like a woman, not an incompetent CEO like yourself!" Nini shouted and ran out of my office, leaving my world turning black.

I loved Nini André. I did everything to make her happy, but recently, I didn't know how she found out that I was impotent. I hadn't discussed it with her yet, but she said she wanted to have a child before we were married.

I moved back to my office chair to resume my work, as the time was past 4 p.m. I couldn't focus on anything I was doing.

My mind still replayed all the words that Nini had said to me. I was a 31-year-old man, and I'd been dating Nini since I was 26.

Sighing, I turned off my computer and picked up my phone to call my best friends, Sunny Howard and Gabriel Jefferson.

"Hello, Sunny, are you free tonight?" I asked him, and he apologized. "I am sorry, Bright. I have an important client to meet tonight, and I cannot hang out with you. Why not call Gabriel?"

I frowned and felt like the world was turning its back on me.

"That's fine. I will call Gabriel now," I said before my call with Sunny ended. I placed a call to Gabriel, asking him to hang out with me.

"Hello, Gabriel. Can you hang out with me tonight?" I asked him, and he paused and asked, "Where? Why not call your fiancèe to hang out with you?"

My heart ached at the reminder of Nini and how bluntly she had cut me off, also warning me not to go after her.

"Nini broke up with me and returned my engagement ring," I said, and Gabriel gasped. "What? I have always known that Nini doesn't want to marry you. Didn't you see the way she was behaving after you gave her the ring? She was reluctant to accept you!" Gabriel was seething with rage, and I could feel his anger over the phone.

"It's okay, Gabriel. I hold no grudge against Nini. She says that I am not man enough, and she doesn't want me," I said, and the phone call went silent for a while.

"Are you sure you want to hang out in your club? You just need to relax and maybe try to reach out to Nini to know if she is serious about breaking up with you. Besides, you have done so much for her. You helped her family, and now she wants to quit the relationship with you?" Gabriel was angry, and I understood him.

"It's okay, Gabriel, let it slide. Nini will surely come back to me. She cannot do without money, so she will come to beg me," I said, and he sighed.

"Alright. I will see you tonight at the Blues Club. Time: 6 p.m.," he said, and I felt better.

"Alright. I am still at the company. Once I close, I will let you know, before heading to the Blues," I told him, and he replied, "Alright. I will see you there."

My phone call with Gabriel ended, and I got a call from my stepmother, Eden Morgan.

"Hello, Mom," I greeted her, and she asked me, "Bright, what's going on? I heard that Nini André has ended her engagement with you? Why would she do that?"

I shut my eyes painfully, I replied, "It's her choice. How am I supposed to know?"

"Bright, how would you say that you didn't know why your own fiancée broke up with you? Anyway, you have to come home today. Your father insists," she said, and my brows furrowed.

"I am in no mood to come home. How about tomorrow? I will be at home," I told her, as it was Friday evening. I needed some time to chill and relax.

My stepmother, Eden, doesn't like me, so I am sure she is celebrating now that my fiancée has called off our engagement.

"Fine," she said and ended the call. I got ready to leave my office and hang out with Gabriel at the Blues Club.