Poor, Alex, yeah? Let's wait and see what will happen in the upcoming chapters.
If you're a man and you find yourself attracted to a woman you know absolutely nothing about, what do you do?Do you wish those feelings away or ignore them and expect they'll go away with time?I was presently in that very predicament and I was in a terrible quandary.I didn't hear a stitch of what was going on in the meeting. My mind kept wondering to those deep green eyes, the colour of the bottom of the sea. I had decided they weren't exactly green but turquoise. A mixture of blue and green.A smile rose on my lips when I remembered her voice. Lilting and melodic, like soft resonating-"Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore!"I snapped out of my runinations only to see twenty pairs of eyes staring worriedly at me."Mr. Moore, are you alright?" Gavin, my head publicist asked with a worried look on his face. "We've been trying to catch your attention but you looked -""Lost!" Kelly finished from beside me.Ever since I rebuked her for entering my bedroom the other day, she had acted sulky and distan
Three months later and I was finally released from hell. By hell, I meant the hospital.As I was wheeled out into the open, I closed my eyes, lifted my face to the sky and breathed in the fresh balmy air of Newark county. People walking by looked at me curiously once I opened my eyes.Happy Abi bent to my level. "Congratulations, Mia, you made it. I'm so proud of you."I stared up at her, a wide smile on my face. "I want you to know I couldn't have done it without you.""Stop that sappy shit now." She wove my words away with a flick of her hand. From the smile on her face, I could see my words had made her happy.Alex had made good on his words.Waiting at the front of the hospital was a man dressed in a black suit. He had on dark sunglasses as well. Something like a wire stuck out from his ear, and I saw his lips move. I realized he was talking to someone through it. He looked like a secret service agent, the type I watched on tv yesterday. Those men were bad men, but looking at this
She moved with an agility that terrified and at the same time made me admire her. I watched as she jumped through hoops, crawled out of wide gutters and jumped tall trees.She was like a well-oiled machine, moving without pause. Never looking back. Always moving forward.She couldn't have been more than eight years.She was far ahead of the other kids who lagged behind. It felt like I was one with her as I moved as fast as her but always a step behind. The landscape changed to a rocky one and a mountain loomed in front. She paused, but only for a nanosecond. Before I had the time to second guess her next move, she began the climb, like a cat.I tried to mirror her movements but found it became increasingly difficult the higher I went. I began to drop behind until I felt a sharp pain in my legs and I buckled.I opened my eyes and realized it was a dream and my body was on fire. Pinpricks of pain radiated the length and breadth of my broken leg and hip. Above me a large mirror spread, e
These days, waking up made me energized. Today was different.I woke with an ache at the back of my neck. It refused to abate even when I massaged it. Worse still, my bones felt stiff. The reason wasn't far behind. I had been working non-stop round the clock, making sure the deadline for the second and third batches of Exceva were released to the market.It was doing so well in the market, I had a feeling they would want a fourth and a fifth batch, and soon at that. One thing about economy is one had to foresee the future. From where I was lying, the future of Exceva was luminous.There was also a higher demand for my other drugs as well and I knew it had to do with Exceva. Thankfully, the lab had been restored and all the staff were back there, no more running around in my basement. I breathed a sigh of relief.I closed my eyes and expelled a happy breath. "See, Aretha, we did it. We did it, baby."I felt her presence and closed my eyes as I wrapped my arms around the pillow. I envis
The English poet was right when he said hell hath no fury than a woman scorned.I should never have ceded authority to Kelly.Lesson learned.I paid dearly for not attending my meetings on Saturday. All she did was move them to today. I had just come out of the last one and I was bone-tired. She was quite lucky she had been in my employ for awhile otherwise with the rage that had been coursing through me since this morning, I would have fired her on the spot.Eric cut me off from my reverie when he announced we had gotten into the premises of my house. I told him he had the rest of the day to himself."But, boss, it's still early. Are you not going out again today?"What was he talking about?Coming back home at six in the evening wasn't early. On second thoughts, it was. I usually got back at ten in the night or even eleven, sometimes at midnight if I was bombarded with a lot of workload.I turned to see him coming down from the car. "I am, but you're not taking me." I began walking
"So you're telling me you still remember nothing?" Abigail looked at me inquiringly. I had started calling her by her full name ever since she first mentioned it to me.I sighed and sat up straighter on the chair. We were on the balcony of my room. It afforded me the opportunity of seeing the beautiful frontage of Alex's house. I often sat here just staring, not thinking, until Abigail would pull me out of that state, like now."I don't." I shook my head sadly. "But. . . I have these weird dreams where I'm a child. No - not a child, a machine, a cyborg-terminator child. I'm so strong, I feel the energy pouring through my veins, and-"I caught the look on her face and stopped speaking. She stared at me like I was an endangered specie. "Sounds like a re-enaction of the terminator. Come on, Mia, I know you love Arnold Schwarzenegger, but please lay off watching all these terminator-type films, just look at what they're doing to you."I shook my head. "You don't understand, I don't mean
Want to see a clumsy attempt at a poem?Well, here goes something.Green eyes like the colour of the sea at high tide. Turquoise is what they are actually called. Sultry lips ready for devouring, a come hither gaze a calling. Red fiery hair that shines in the sunlight, delectable curves on a petite figure. She's a whole mood with sprinklings of spunk, I would like to get all up in her trunk.How was that for a first timer?I smiled as I gazed at the so-called poetic words I had just written.Yeah, I knew it was lame.No matter, I'll take my weak penmanship as a reminder of how perfect Mia really is.She was definitely a whole package and more.From the corner of my eyes I saw movement. Kelly was wildly gesticulating about something that irked her. Her lips moved but my mind didn't register anyhing she said.My mind was fixed solely on the redheaded woman who was currently sequestered in my house and gradually ingratiating herself in my mind. She didn't just have spunk, she had balls a
It's confirmed. Abigail is a chatterbox.She's been talking non stop for the past four hours, I joke not. From the time she stepped into the room at eight in the morning and woke me up till way after the physical therapist left, she had been yapping non- fucking stop.It was presently brunch time, and she was still talking about some guy she met at the supermarket. And get this, most of it was on auto-repeat.I mean I loved her and all, but I just wanted her to shut the fuck up for once. For some weird reason, she seemed to be in a real chipper mood today. Unfortunately for her, I wasn't in the mood for aimless chit-chat. The only thing that kept running through my mind was how I would do the work Alex gave me.It seemed I had fallen into a trap, one which I put myself into. You know the saying- The way you lay your bed is how you lie on it. Well this bed I was lying on was very uncomfortable and I didn't know how to make it feel better.". . . so this guy walks up to me with those in