He got up and walked unsteadyily to his seat. I watched him as he flopped to his seat and drummed his fingers on his desk while he regarded me. By now, he was recovering from the surprise. " So, you're the contract boyfriend for Mrs Johnson." This man was soo creepy. I was scared of him. " That's me." He stroked his moustache and smirked. " And you have a gold card. Who gave you a gold card?" " Mrs Johnson did," I answered. " Well isn't that interesting?" He laughed. " Thirty years, bummer. Thirty f*cking years and all I've been stuck with is a silver card. A damn silver card. And out of the blue, a rifraf materialized from nowhere with a gold card. Not just any rifraf, a boyfriend for that matter." " I guess so too, Dickson." He glared at me and slammed his hands on the desk soo violently that the papers and pens were scattered all over the place. " Alright, out with it. Are there any more surprises for me?" He yelled. I licked my
Day_4We led Mrs Johnson to the garden where her grand piano was kept waiting for her. If only she wasn't blind, she'd have seen the beauty that the garden created with the piano at the background.Mrs Johnson smelled the lovely scents of the flowers and leaves that filled the air. " I always love the garden. It's my favorite part of my house."" Good to know," I said, wheeling her from behind while Doris guided me." The both of you are acting strange," Mrs Johnson beamed. " I'll bet you're up to something."" Well, it's a surprise, Mrs Johnson," I stopped her before her piano and walked round her, sitting on the stool.Doris watched me as I stretched out my fingers and began playing.Mrs Johnson seemed startled and surprised to hear the piano playing in the garden. It took me a minute to get used to the tunes and rythm that flowed out of this musical instrument.I played for five minutes then stopped. Mrs Johnson clapped and it was good to see
She pointed to the bangle. " Every one of Mrs Johnson's staffs wears a communication device on them. It could be an earring, a wrist watch, a bangle, anything. These devices are not just used for communication only. They are also used for recording people's conversation and tracking her staffs whatever location they might be in. It doesn't have a switch but it can be shut down temporary for a few minutes. That's why I sent those messages through notes. To avoid any of our conversation recorded."Now I get it. So that's why Doris stressed the need for me not to take the bangle off. " Well, so why do you want to see me in private?"She was quick to answer. " Kelvin, it's about you and Mrs Johnson."" What about me and Mrs Johnson?"" What do you think about her?"" What I think about her? What sort of question is that? She's a nice woman in a depressed body that's what I think about her. It's quite unfortunate she's blind and crippled."" Do you know that
[Contract #Day_5]Something fishy is going on in this house. I couldn't sleep last night and even this morning, I was scared of going out. A lot of questions bombarded my mind but I had no answers to any of them.I began to realize how risky this job was but there wasn't a thing I can do about it. I had signed a contract that's worth $500,000 and I'm still going to inherit an amassing wealth of $2.5 billion dollars. There's no way I can quit. There's no way I can back down. Sure enough, the house is beginning to creep me out but I can still stand it. After all, what I don't know can't hurt me. Or can it?My meeting with Vera yesterday really turned me into a paranoidic man today. I was suspicious of everyone; the cook, the gardeners, the security guards, Hank and Doris. I wasn't comfortable anymore in this house. Anyone of these people could be the one I saw last night in the cellar.I felt like I wasn't safe anymore. I don't know who I can t
If I'd seen this job when I was eighteen before I met SPENDING, I would have grabbed it but now I'm way past all that. Even one million sounds childish to me. The $500,000 looked like peanuts compared to the billions that is waiting for me when Mrs Johnson eventually dies. Austin is a nice man and I like him but I'm not taking his offer." I'm sorry, sir," I shooked my head. " But I'm contented with what I have now."Austin smiled more. " No body is ever contended, kid. You're young, don't think you have enough. Money is never enough. You'll need more than the $500,000 you're going to receive to top it up. Come on, even if you don't need it, at least use it to build houses or travel to different countries."" Thanks a lot," I beamed at him. " But still, I'm not taking it. Don't think I'm not grateful. I am but I'm not filling Dickson's office."Austin shrugged. " Well, it's your funeral, boy. Not mine."But deep within me, I knew why I decided not to take Di
Doris slipped on her socks and shoes as she prepared herself to leave. I laid in bed, watching her like a child. “Anytime you need to have sex, I’m available” her words rang in my head This woman had been nothing but incredible. Making love to her was like getting caught in a meat mincer. I had never experienced anything like it. Still, I never expected her to act the way she did. I just broke one of the rules and a very important rule at that. I cheated on Mrs Johnson. I cheated with her personal assistant. After our love making, my senses returned and it was with a fit of realization I began to regret my actions. " I bet you're thinking horrible things about me, aren't you?" Doris asked. I didn't care to look her way. " This was a mistake. I shouldn't had let this happened." Doris walked over to the standing mirror and began titivating herself. " You wanted it and I gave it to you. Isn't
It was 9:20.pm and I was at a bar, taking Heineken in a fancy glass. I was supposed to meet Vera this evening by nine at Walgreens Restaurant but I didn't go. I bet she must be waiting for me by now. Doris voice came to me in a whisper, " I'm not going to terminate your contract. I gave you the satisfaction you need because I'm trying to avoid you getting intimate with another woman. Instead of taking that risk, I decided to give myself to you in order to save your contract. You should be thanking me." I should be thanking her? I drank some more beer and thought more on her words this afternoon. " Just try to be careful, Kelvin. I don't want you to lose this contract. Stay focused and lay off women. I told you, whenever you want to go again, give me a message and I'll make arrangements. It's more safer you have it out with me than with another woman out there." She doesn't wants me to lose my contract.
Hank stood behind me with his arms folded, his eyes watchful and alert. I was sitting on a chair in front of the woman in front of me. A woman who I thought was blind and crippled and depressed. A woman who is now smoking a cigarette and crossing her legs comfortably with ease and confidence. " I'm not Mrs Johnson, Kelvin," she began. " My name is Carmen. Carmen Julie. I'm a third-rate Nollywood actress. I was hired and paid to act as Mrs Johnson." I couldn't say anything the shock of it all made me numb and dull to even move a muscle. " You know, I liked you, Kelvin," she continued, drawing in smoke from her burning cigarette. " You've got guts and confidence. That's how a rich man behaves. Also you know how to make a woman smile and opened. I'd give that to you. You really gave me a hell of a fun time." I knew I gave her a hell of a fun time but I still need answers. Who the hell is this lady since she isn't Mrs Johnso