Femi POVI felt like killing Kola.I was just about to ask Ama for a second date and the idiot interrupted our discussion. I really didn't understand his problem with me talking to Ama. As he stood in front of me, I wanted to punch his head
Ama POVFemi hovered over me, peppering kisses all over my neck and chest. My shirt was half open and he had taken of his shirt. My need for him was blinding with his incessant growling telling me that he needed me too.He claimed my mouth again i
Femi POVAma looked shocked as I
Ama POVA week later..."How's your new workplace?." I asked Radike as we spoke on the phone. She now worked in Kola's wing and so far she always told me that she never met him.
Femi POVIt was a cold afternoon. I had turned off the air conditioner and was seated on the sofa in my office reading a magazine. I couldn't concentrate as Ama clouded my mind. Every corner of my mind was clouded by her. She was living rent free in my head. I was nervous as to what her answer was going to be. Was she going to say yes or no? I was scared that given my reputation as a world class player, she would refuse me but if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I would never betray her or break her heart and that even if she refused me, I was going to come back harder and stronger. I needed to have her in my life, one way or another."Hi Femi"I drew in a sharp breath while I raised my head to see the female intruder. I closed my magazine and kept it aside as I saw the person who had not so politely barged into my privacy.I looked up slowly. The first thing I saw was the person's bare legs. Female,
Third Person POVThey stood in silence, both of them lost deep in thought, while Ama's back was turned and Femi held on for dear life. He was scared that if he loosened his grip she would disappear without a trace. He couldn't let that happen.Femi was adamant. He was never going to let go of her. Often times he tried to comprehend the spark he felt for her. He always tried to figure out what drew him to her. He couldn't tell if it was her ambitious nature, her love for art, her love for the simple life, her absolute focus, her unnatural brilliance or her goddess like beauty.He didn't understand, but he knew that over time he would, but he will do everything to keep her by his side till then. He loved her and he knew it and the thought of losing her drove him mad. He couldn't bear to think about.Ama was utterly perplexed. The situation was hard to decide. She knew she fel
AmaEven though rain was pouring outside, I felt very hot for some reason. I had a restlessness in my bones as I laid down in my room thinking so hard of all that happened today.The day was packed full of debacles. First it was me prancing stupidly to Femi's office to actually agree to his proposal for a 'serious relationship' only for me to get there and his ex was straddling him wearing a lingerie. What the hell was I thinking? I was beating myself up so hard for even considering that things would get serious between Femi and I. There was no way that could happen because he was used to this life. He was a socialite not because of his genuine accomplishments but because of his body count and the fact that he was hot cake for these Lagos girls. Ugh! I was so stupid!Then there was Kola. The devil of the trio. He really went in, throwing Femi who was supposed to be his friend under the bus like it was nothing. He also pa
Ama.I got in late for work the next day. As much as I wanted to convince myself that I wasn't bothered about Femi or his demon brothers, it seemed as though I actually was. I was so down that I almost called in sick. I didn't have the will to get up from bed and my stomach had such an uncomfortable feeling that I wanted to puke all over myself.Goosebumps took over my entire body as I entered my office space to see my boss, Mr Shawn Ikechi leaning over my table with a stern look in his eyes and a very dark expression."Good morning sir" I said with a small voice, looking him in the eye. One thing my boss hated was being timid so even though I desperately didn't want to meet his eye, I just had to in order not to anger him more."What is good about the fucking morning Amarachi?!" He snapped. His words made me gasp. We never used swear words in the office environment."Sir, I'm so