chapter 11✍
Seven POV As we entered my apartment, the guys burst out laughing, still high on the drama from the restaurant. Then Gab spoke up, "Dude, what was up with Lizzy’s friend at the restaurant? She totally lost it!" I chuckled, "I'm telling you, that girl is insane!" Chris cracked up, "Yeah, what was up with her?" "I know, right? She went from zero to a hundred in seconds!" Jude joined in too laughing. "Maybe it was someone she had a thing with in the past?" Chris said, his voice rigid. But I shook my head, still chuckling, "Nah, she's just crazy!". why did she tear off the note and storm out of the restaurant like that? I think she’s insane.” I said and Gab smiled again and replied smirking. "Crazy or not, she's definitely got some spark!, and you know it.” Jude chuckled, "Yeah, and a whole lot of drama!" "Well, at least she's interesting! And really really beautiful” Chris added his face brightened with a huge grin, but he continued. “Yes, that girl, to be honest she’s really very beautiful and God!! She’s amazing. And then burst out laughing, "I pity you, Seven! You want to fuck her, and we even had a bet on her - she'll beat the hell outta you, man!" The guys burst out laughing and Jude spoke up. "Yeah guys she’s very pretty, like I haven’t seen a girl that beautiful. Jesus did you see her waist and full legs up to her face, holy moly that girl is god damn gorgeous, And Seven, you're like a gladiator stepping into the arena with a lioness!" He concluded. “Well, I wouldn’t deny that she is very beautiful but she’s damn fierce.” I said to them immediately, but Gab beat me to it. “Yeah, just like how Trisha was, all hard to get, but you eventually got her.” “Yeah Indeed, he got her, and fell in love with her too, don’t forget to add that.” Chris added with sarcasm evident in his voice. But I made sure to make it clearer since, it wasn’t clear enough for them. “Yes, I fell in love with her at 22 cause her parents and mine already had our marriage all planned out as kids. So you see? We grew up knowing each other and firstly, I didn’t like her, she was the one all over me before I gave in. Everyone knew who I was in love with. She had my heart. I explained to them. “But still, you were all, I wouldn’t fall in love with her, she’s not my spec, but still you did. Seven just admit it, you easily fall, and I pray you do sheepishly this time so I can have all your money.” Chris said, and Jude burst out laughing. Honestly, I wanted them to believe me cause I knew I really wanted to just, lose her guard down and fuck that sweet little pussy of hers, then have her always beg and cry for my attention. So I had to remind Chris that I was all in for it. “Okay Christian I promise to fuck her in just three weeks, how about that? Does that sound more convincing to you? I asked them, my voice laced with firmness and sincerity. Chris’s expression changed to a surprise look on his face but he quickly changed it to a tricky one, and teased, "Oh yeah? Well, we'll see about that. I've got ten bucks on her kicking your ass!" Jude added, "And I've got twenty on her driving you crazy within a week!" Gab finally said something after moments of silence and constant moving his heads sideways. “Seven, calm down, don’t hurt that girl again, Lizzy told me she got into a really messy relationship that made her like that, so please stop and cut her some slacks.” I laughed when Gab made that stupid comment. “Are you kidding me? That’s none of my business, right now, the only thing I see, is her pretty ass seated on my dick riding me to heaven, and when she falls asleep I’d take a picture of what happened and win this damn bet.” I concluded and Gab flared up acting all defensive. “Jesus, seven. No, don’t do that. Okay, I get it with the bet but definitely not a picture of her or anything, please, Lizzy won’t forgive me, Okay? He said all at once without catching his breath. I threw up my hands “Okay fine, alright, alright, you’ve made your point. No pictures, but I can’t promise you anything else, so chill okay? It’s not like she is your woman, so I’ll take my chances” I said convincingly and went to take a cold drink at my wine cellar. Jude grinned, "That's the spirit, Seven! We'll be watching from the sidelines, popcorn in hand." "And we'll have the camera ready to capture the moment she destroys you." Chris added and chuckled widely. Seven rolled his eyes, "You guys are impossible. I'll show you all how it's done." Chris grinned, "Oh yeah? Well, don't say we didn't warn you, even if I want the bet. •••••••••••• Starr’s apartment I perched on my kitchen counter, Sipping my coffee and dialed Kay's number. At the third ring, my best friend picked his call. "Hey, Kay, How are you?" I asked, and he answered, his voice bright and clear. "I'm good, just trying to wake up," He replied, and asked. "How was your night?" "It was crazy, but I'll fill you in later," I said, and he responded. “I've been busy, Starr, I'm so sorry I haven't been in touch. But last night... how was your dinner?" Did you later go with them? He asked. Crouching down on the counter, I took a deep breath, ready to dive into the drama. "It was a disaster. I'm still trying to process everything that happened..." “What happened?” kay hurriedly asked. My eyes widened as I filled him in on everything that happened yesterday. “And if he isn’t careful,I will freaking get him arrested,” I added. "Hey, beautiful! .Take a deep breath, everything is going to be fine," Kay said, his voice, calm and soothing. "Just forget about the idiot and move on from it, okay?" I nodded, feeling a bit better. "Yeah, of course. Thanks, Kay. You're a lifesaver." "You're welcome, anything for you," Kay replied. "You know that, right?" I smiled, feeling grateful for his support. "Yes, of course I do. So, how's work been?" I added. Kay's tone turned enthusiastic. "Yeah, it's been cool! And I have some good news for you, Starr. I've been meaning to tell you since I picked this call.” My curiosity was piqued. "What is it? Tell me!" I told him hurriedly cause I couldn’t wait for him to spill. I’m sure Kelvin has a sly grin on his face right now, and he responded "I'll be coming to Dubai on Friday." My eyes lit up with excitement. "What? How did the project go? Kay shrugged. "Faster than expected. I'm glad to be done with it, to be honest. I'm ready for a break and some fun in the sun." I quickly squealed with delight, cause I couldn’t contend my excitement. "I'm so down for that! We're going to party and shop and just enjoy every moment together. I can't wait to see you on Friday!" Kay laughed. "Me neither, beautiful. Me neither." ••••• The next few hours passed in a flurry of activity. Ella came to seat with me in the sitting room, with a cold expression on her face and that got me worked up. “Babes, are you okay?” I hurriedly threw the question at her, but she didn’t respond to me. That kind of felt weird, cause on a normal day Ella wouldn’t do that, so I knew immediately that something was bothering her, so I asked her again, whilst my hands moving to hold hers. “Ella, what’s wrong?” I asked again. “It’s nothing Starr, I’m sure it’s none of your business, it’s not like you care anyways,” She answered. “What? Ella, you know I care, I always have, so tell me, what’s the matter?” I said trying to sound more convincing. Few seconds passed and we just sat there saying nothing, I sat to face her and was looking at her without taking my eyes off, but she just stared out into space till she finally said something, and honestly that was the most ridiculous question someone had asked me in years. “Do you like him?” she asked, her voice low but firm, but I couldn’t understand and I wanted her to be more specific. So I laughed the moment I heard “Him” seems like she hadn’t gotten the memo yet, of me and men. But I wanted her to be evidently clear. “Wha…What are you talking about?” I asked stuttering admits laugher. “Cut the mockery Starr, you know what I’m talking about,” She said, facing me her whole attention to me, but I wasn’t getting it. Honestly I wasn’t. “I’m serious Ella, I don’t know who you referred to as the HE.” I said. “Well, Seven, the guy from the restaurant.” She answered hurriedly, and I was shockingly hell surprised. “Really, Ella? Is that What is bothering you?.” I hesitantly asked her. “Yes, Starr, it’s really bothering me.” She answered honesty filled in her tone. “Well, Honestly speaking, I don’t like him, and I would never like him, does that make you feel better?” I asked her hurriedly, cause I didn’t know where this was coming from. She looked me in the eyes, and trust me, it was kind of scary, but she responded almost immediately. “Well, are you sure Starr?” She asked. “Yes, Ella, I am.” I responded. “Okay, so promise me, promise me you won’t EVER fall in love with him, cause he’s mine! Promise me Starr.” She added. One part of me, didn’t want to make that promise and another wanted me to, so I just said whatever came out of my mouth. “I promise Ella, I will NEVER fall in love with Seven.” I hesitantly answered, and her face which was very cold and sour, turned sweet all of a sudden. Then she moved closer to me like we didn’t have the most awkward conversation just now. Ella’s POV I moved closer to her, and placed my hands on hers, putting on my baby facial expression, cause I knew she was weak, and she always put other feelings first instead of hers. So I’d so enjoy taking advantage of that. So I asked her one more thing. “And Babes, would you do anything for I and Seven to be together?” I asked her, and she answered almost immediately. “Yes, Ella, If that would make you happy always.” She responded. And I moved, and threw my arms around her there on the couch. Behind her neck, I sighed out all of the breath which I had held in for so long, cause I was scared she was going to say She likes him. But thank goodness it was the opposite of my thoughts. My face curved into a devilish smirk, and I smiled. “This is the beginning of my plans.”The Next Morning 🌅The sunlight spilled through the sheer curtains, painting soft golden patterns across the bed. My head still ached faintly, but the dizziness had eased. I reached for my phone and blinked at the time — 7:43 a.m.Seven wasn’t beside me. His side of the bed was empty, the sheets already cool. I sat up, rubbing my temples as flashes of last night returned — the nausea, the photo, the haunting sense that something was slipping through my fingers.The faint sound of voices drifted from downstairs. I slipped into one of Seven’s shirts and padded barefoot toward the stairs. Halfway down, I stopped.He was on the phone again.“…I told you I’ll take care of it,” he said, his tone clipped. “No, she doesn’t know anything yet. And she won’t — not until I’m ready to have that discussion with her.”My breath caught.There was a long pause before he spoke again, softer this time. “I made a promise, and I intend to keep it. Even if it costs me.”“Moreover, I’m not still sure about
Days Later ⏱The last three days have been nothing short of blissful. Sometimes, I still catch myself smiling for no reason — just thinking about everything that’s happened.Seven and I finally went to Nigeria to see my father. It had been almost a year since I last saw him, and as the car pulled into our compound, a wave of memories came rushing back — childhood laughter, long evenings under the mango tree, and the sound of his voice calling me “my sunshine.”He was already waiting on the veranda when we arrived. The moment he saw me step out of the car, he opened his arms wide, and I ran straight into them. His familiar scent — a mix of aftershave and home — wrapped around me like comfort.“Daddy,” I whispered, smiling through tears.“My daughter,” he said softly, holding me tighter. “You’ve grown into everything your mother once dreamed you’d be.”Then he looked at Seven, who stood a few steps away, waiting respectfully. My father’s eyes softened even more.“And you must be t
That night, long after everyone had gone to bed, although Seven was in the bathroom, I lay awake staring at the ceiling. My phone glowed faintly in my hand, showing me pictures of my boutique in Dubai. The racks of dresses, the soft lighting, the gold letters of my name shining proudly above the entrance—it all looked so far away, like a life I wasn’t sure I’d get to keep.Was I really supposed to leave it behind? My customers, my work, everything I built from scratch? The idea of starting over in New York pressed on my chest, heavy and suffocating.The bathroom door opened, and Seven walked out with a towel slung around his shoulders. His eyes went straight to me. I quickly shoved my phone under the pillow.“You’re still awake?” he asked, his voice low.“Couldn’t sleep,” I said, forcing a small smile.He sat down on the bed beside me and took my hand. “You’ve been quiet all evening. What’s going on?”“Nothing,” I lied quickly. “I’m fine.”He leaned in, kissed my forehead. “Whatever i
Seven kissed the top of my head like that would stitch me back together, then pulled back just enough to study my face. He searched my eyes as if he could exorcise Kenzie’s words with a look.“We don’t have to stay,” he said quietly. “If you want, we can leave. Now.”For a second, I almost nodded. I wanted nothing more than to escape—to shrink away from the laughter, the looks, the sense that the world had turned against me. But something stubborn lurched up inside me, hot and fierce. I had never been good at running from things that hurt me; I had a habit of staying until I understood why they hurt.“No,” I told him before I could talk myself out of it. My voice was small, but there was a steadiness beneath it. “I don’t want to make a scene. But I—” I swallowed. “I want you to stand with me. Not to argue with them, but just—be here.”He nodded, relief loosening his shoulders. “Always,” he said. “I’ll be right here.”Seven’s words lingered even after he left the hallway. “I’ll always
I closed the bedroom door behind me and headed straight for the bathroom. My hands trembled as I turned the lock and leaned against the sink. The fluorescent light hummed above, its harsh glow reflecting my red-rimmed eyes in the mirror.Kenzie’s voice still echoed in my head like a cruel refrain—pretender… no good for him… I’d rather die than let my brother marry you.The words dug under my skin, sharp as broken glass. I wanted to scream, to throw something, to tear her words out of my memory, but I just gripped the edge of the sink until my knuckles turned white.I didn’t even realize how much time had passed until I heard the soft knock.“Starr?” Seven’s voice came through the door, calm but laced with worry. “Are you okay?”I froze, staring at my reflection. Did I look okay? My mascara smudged beneath my eyes said otherwise.I turned slowly, facing the door, though he couldn’t see me. My voice cracked as I spoke:“Why didn’t you tell me… that you had sweet sex with Tina? Kenzie’s
The kitchen went utterly still after Catherine’s sharp words.Her voice, though small, carried a weight that silenced everyone.“Stop talking to her like that, Kenzie. You don’t get to treat her that way. She doesn’t deserve it.”Kenzie blinked, clearly surprised. For once, she had no quick comeback. The smugness slipped from her face, leaving only tight lips and a hard stare. Catherine, tiny but unyielding, stood her ground, her eyes blazing with quiet defiance.I let the silence linger for a moment before slowly turning to face Kenzie’s friend. She still sat perched on her stool, smirking as if she’d already won. My chest rose and fell, but when I spoke, my voice was steady, and sharper than glass.“You know what?” I said, meeting her eyes without flinching. “I’m not even going to argue about what happened in the past. Yeah… maybe you had something with Seven. Maybe it was good.”Her smirk widened as if she thought I was surrendering.“But here’s the truth,” I went on, my words cutt