CHIDERA~ His Sin (A Nigerian Romance)

MIRANDA'S POV

Maxwell never listens, I said to myself as I watched him do what he hated the most.

Watch Edwin being pronounced the first as always.

He sat down on the couch totally ignoring my presence as he watched the news silently while I sat at the other end of the chair.

“And here is the most Influential and top one ranking businessman, Edwin Dawn, the CEO of The Dante company, which is popularly known worldwide as the world's best and most influential company,” The newscaster announced, and I felt my mood in the room suddenly change.

Maxwell was surely boiling and looked so much like he wanted to punch something, hopefully not me.

“Fuck!.” He finally exclaimed as he turned off the television, then angrily threw the remote, which later landed on Me, who was sitting not too far from him.

He did well this time, unlike the last time, when he had ruined the office and destroyed the television in a fit of rage.

I sighed and stared at his pathetic self, the look I knew he hated so damn much.

We were supposed to be at the meeting today, but I knew deep down that he wasn't going to attend it because of foul mood.

This so-called newscaster has managed to ruin OUR day.

He wasn't letting it all out, but I could feel his pent-up frustration and questions arising in his head right now.

Questions he had always sung in my ears whilst pouring his frustration out on me, “why isn't it me?”

“Why does it have to be always him?”

“Am I not good enough?”

“Why would I be ranking second on the list, while he gets all the praises and all?”

The last time he had said, his father had threatened to take him out of the family business if he refused to rank higher.

Everyone in the family, including I who wasn't in the family, wanted him to top the list rather than the cold-hearted jerk who had more hate than love.

I watched as he ruffled his hair and groaned, I could picture myself running my hands through those silky folds, but this wasn't the time as I could sense that he was fucking angry.

“You better work harder and get your ass to the top one, else! You'll leave me no choice but to withdraw you from the family business!” I recalled the words his father had cruelly thrown at his face in this office.

“But I'm trying my fucking best!.” He suddenly shouted, talking to no one in particular.

I couldn't help but stare at him blankly, it was like I'd gone crazy.

“Boss!.” I called gently. But he gave me a hard stare that sent chills down my spine.

“Fuck it!” He said, this time, throwing the pillow beside him on the floor.

He looked like he was plotting ways to beat the cold-hearted Edwin, but then, as always, he had no idea.

If only he knew how Edwin did his things, I thought, and just then an idea popped in, one that I was sure was going to help him a great deal.

“Boss!.” I called again.

“What the fuck do you want, Miranda!” He yelled frustratingly, I almost laughed at his whole expression right next now.

He couldn't hide the fact that this entire competition stuff with The Dawins was driving him crazy.

Anyone in his shoes would have acted that way because I had watched him try, but no matter how hard he tried it's never good enough, it always had to be Edwin.

“Boss I may have an idea on how to make you rank higher!.” I said calmly.

“If it is some sort of stupid idea, forget it!.” He concluded almost immediately even before hearing me out, just like always.

I don't understand why he seemed to think that I had nothing good to offer.

“It isn't! I bet you!.” I persisted, and I quickly brought out my phone, spiking his interest.

“It better be something worth my time!” He said as he stared at me.

I felt his gaze trail down my face down to my exposed cleavage, making me smirk.

“Here, take a look at this,” I said and handed him my phone.

“How did you get this?”he asked with his eyes wide open in surprise or maybe shock, he ought to be shocked because what I had on that phone was gold.

He was also endangered if by any chance this information wasn't handled properly, and I knew it.

I watched his face and could sense his withdrawal, it was a risk as I doubt if he'd take it.

“Doesn't matter, I'll use this against Mr. Edwin and threaten him to step down for you to level up, how about that?” I asked with a seductive grin, and his eyes dimmed.

“You'd what…" he yelled, making me flinch.

“That's pretty smart of you, except for the fact that you are dumb!.” He said, eyeing me up.

“What!.” I couldn't help but ask.

“Take a good look at that video, I am involved I am the main aim of that, Edwin isn't stupid. He will use that against me and bring me down for good!.” He said, stating the facts.

“But the both of you were involved, he wouldn't do that!.” I stated.

“If he sees the part of my doings he is going to use it against me, you have to delete that video,” he said then paused.

“Where the fuck did you get that from?” He still couldn't help but ask, as if I would be foolish enough to spill.

“As I said, it doesn't matter,” I said and took my phone from his hand, while he stared at me slowly before moving his eyes away from me to my relief.

We became silent for some minutes, but then I broke the silence.

“But what if he doesn't get to see your part, what if he gets to see only his part?” I asked with my eyes open.

“Oh dear Miranda, how the fuck is that possible, you don't know him, you can't get to reach him,” he said, obviously waving away my genius idea.

“But what if I get to know him?” I said, and he heaved.

“How's that possible?” He then said as he turned back to stare at me, making me chuckled.

“Okay Miranda, what the fuck are you up to?” He asked curiously.

With a grin as wide as the one on my face, it should have told him I was definitely up to something devious.

It was one of the blissful things He loved about me asides my pussy and that's if he is to exclude my bad attitude which most of the time covers up my intelligence.

“Well…" I began before showing him the video one more time.

He looked at it intensely, and I watched in amazement as his eyes widened.

He raised his head to meet my smiling face.

“Surprise, I know what you are thinking, smart me right!.” I said.

“What!” He yelled after glancing once more at my phone.

“You just applied for the position of his assistant? Are you crazy?!” He yelled in fury.

“Hey, take a chill pill, okay, I am just trying to help you,” I said.

“By going to be my enemy's assistant? Who does that? What the fuck are you thinking, you want him to bang you hard like I do, huh?" He said, not forgetting the obvious part, that he was jealous.

“Fuck!, you and I know that I'm only trying to help you get to the top, you should be thanking me. You know I am more than just a fuck mate to you, or a personal assistant to you, Maxwell,”

“I am also your friend! Meaning, I am a woman, just some loose garbage!” I half yelled.

“Oh really? So much for a friend who wants to be my enemy's assistant, huh? Woah! Bravo!” He said while clapping.

I didn't even know why he was reacting this way, it wasn't like he was about to lose something special.

“C'mon give me a break. The fastest way to eliminate your enemy is to be a close friend. And that's what I'm doing on your behalf,” I chuckled.

“What?” He asked, looking so confused about the whole thing.

“Jeez! Okay, this is how it is,” I said and leaned forward, then whispered into his ears.

His once angry face turned into a smiling face.

“You're sure it's gonna work?” He asked with a hint of hope.

“You should know its best not to doubt my plans,” I said as I stood up.

“Why don't we celebrate this little strategy of mine with pleasure..” I said as I winked seductively at him. The smirk on his face told me he knew what I wanted.

“Of course, it's my pleasure," he said excitedly, as he stood up, walking towards me.