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Seline woke up that Monday morning with worries written all over her face. She didn’t know what to expect. “What would be her job description? Would she be able to keep up with being the PA to a celebrity?” Seline! Seline!! “You no dey go work?”, Seline’s mum screamed in pidgin English to her hearing as she jerked up. Ah! She is already running late and it is her first day working as a PA for Sweet. She quickly took her bath and got dressed wearing a pencil skirt and a chiffon top, it was one of her best sets of clothing and she hoped it meets Sweet’s standard. As she silently self-motivated herself, she got up to leave as she had only 30 mins to get to the address that was sent to her. Seline! her mother called Seline stopped on her track and turned in her mother’s direction. “Prepare to meet Mrs Veronica’s son this weekend, he would be coming back from Abuja on Wednesday.” Without saying a word Seline turned towards the door and left, she was already running late and didn’t
“could you walk faster!” Seline fastened her pace to catch up with the long strides of her new boss. Even with her effort to reach him, his long legs were doing no good, and he wasn’t even bothered if she was catching up or not. “You need to see this” Marcus Sweet’s manager passed him his phone. Sweet’s face immediately moved from cheerful to aggravated. “Can you move faster!” Sweet was now in a very bad mood, Seline couldn't understand why but she knows better than to say a word, so she followed his every instruction. As we got closer to his black Audi, was just thanking my stars that finally I’ll be dropping these shopping bags that weigh more than the weight of a cow because I was already exhausted from carrying the heavy bags on my shoulders and running after my boss “Get a cab and meet me in my house in 30 mins” Sweet snapped, his voice sharp and demanding. Seline looked around, unsure if he was speaking to her or someone else nearby. Before she could inquire, the engine of
The city lights shimmered like stars as Seline made her way through the bustling streets. Anger still simmered within her, a potent mix of frustration and indignation. She couldn't believe her mother had invited a suitor from their church as if her life were a game of arranged matrimony. Tonight, she needed an escape from it all, and an unlikely choice presented itself - a club. Arriving at the vibrant establishment, the pulsating beat of music filled the air, reverberating through her bones. This was not her usual scene, but tonight, it seemed like the perfect antidote to the heaviness she carried. She spotted her friend, Lya, at a corner table, her smile a welcoming beacon amidst the flashing lights. Lya looked surprised as Seline approached, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "Hey there, what's going on?" she asked, sensing the turmoil beneath Seline's facade. Seline sank into the seat opposite Lya, trying to compose herself. "I... I just needed a break, you know? My
Seline groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the harsh sunlight that seemed to pierce through her pounding head. She winced, realizing that her head was throbbing from the hangover she had acquired at the club last night. Memories of dancing and laughter flashed through her mind, but they were now overshadowed by the consequences of her actions. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table and gasped in horror. She was already one hour late for work! Frantically, she stumbled out of bed and rushed to get ready, trying to put on her professional façade despite the chaos within. As she hurriedly dressed, she hoped to avoid running into her mother, knowing that her disapproval would only exacerbate her guilt. Seline's mind raced with thoughts of how irresponsible she had been, staying out late and getting drunk when she had important responsibilities to fulfill. She knew she was up to a lot of scolding not from her boss alone but her mum too. Sweet's POV: Sweet had been
As Sweet settled into his chair, preparing for the meeting with potential investors. He had a lot on his mind, but something was distracting him today – his PA, Seline. He couldn't help but notice the way Seline was dressed today. Her usual professional attire had been replaced by a stunning outfit that emphasized her curves and confidence. The skin-tight jeans and the sleek leather jacket clung to her in a way that made it difficult for him to focus on anything else. Marcus tried to shake off the distraction, reminding himself that this was not the time or place to let his thoughts wander. He had a meeting going on, and it required his full attention. But just as he attempted to immerse himself in the discussion, he noticed Mr. Smith, one of the potential investors, stealing glances at Seline. Sweet felt a surge of irritation bubbling within him. He couldn't believe that Mr. Smith was allowing himself to be so unprofessional during a business meeting. To add to it, he couldn’t und
As Seline stepped into the cab, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The encounter with Marcus Sweet had left her in a state of confusion, her heart racing from the unexpected closeness they had shared. Her fingers instinctively touched the spot on her waist where he had held her, still feeling the lingering tingle that seemed to echo his touch. The cab's engine hummed to life, the gentle vibrations providing a backdrop to her racing thoughts. She gave the driver her address but found herself lost in a sea of contemplation, her mind unable to settle on any one thought. What had prompted Sweet to hold her that way? Was it just another one of his mind games, or was there something deeper that she couldn't comprehend? The city lights passed by in a blur as the cab journeyed through the streets, each turn a reflection of the twists in her mind. She tried to analyze her feelings, to decipher the complex web of emotions that Sweet seemed to awaken within her. She had always respected him
Sweet stood in his well-appointed living room, checking his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. He was expecting Seline, his PA, to arrive soon for a private conversation he had been rehearsing in his mind. He had carefully planned his words, wanting to make amends for his impulsive behavior. He had no intention of letting his actions cast a shadow over their professional relationship. As he waited, his thoughts were consumed by the conflict of emotions that had been churning within him. He had been navigating a delicate dance between his newfound feelings for Seline and his determination to maintain professionalism. The apology he had written was a testament to his commitment to setting things right. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a sudden knock on the door jolted him from his reverie. Frowning, he crossed the room and opened the door, only to be met with a sight that caught him off guard. Standing before him was Mandy, his ex-girlfriend, someone he hadn't seen in mon
As she walked down the street, she thought about what happened in Sweet’s house trying to convince her that it was none of her business but the truth was, she felt a little sting in her chest and she couldn’t say why she felt annoyed at the sudden visit of his ex. “What does she want?” “Why can’t she just go?” Questions kept running through her mind while she walked to the extent she was caught off guard after she realized she had walked past the turn to the street that led to her house. As she quickly retraced her steps and walked towards her house, she saw a very expensive-looking car parked outside the gate: usually on this side of Lagos, it is hard to find such. As she drew closer to the wing of the building where her flat was located, it became more evident they had visitors over as her mum’s voice could be heard clearly throwing orders at her younger siblings. In haste to know who these visitors were, she stepped into the house to find out it was some strange woman from her