"He hasn't called or texted since then? Maybe he doesn't have your number, or..." Annabelle listed more than enough possible reasons in Ricky's defence, playing with the frozen doll that lay stiffly in bed, tossed there carelessly by Esmeralda whose voice could be heard from the lounge where she played house with Somto.
Shaking her head in the negative, Jade sat in front of the vanity, applying baking powder on her face while checking if the shade of red lipstick she wanted to wear was provocative.
"He wasn't busy Annabelle, we will only be very busy in the next two weeks when we'll travel to Dubai for the finalisation of the deal."
Annabelle wasn't convinced, she propped her hand under her chin and continued, her expression quite convincing.
"No. Maybe he didn't know how to approach you. Sorry to say boss, but you do look scary at times."
It was a few minutes to seven when Jade arrived at the English restaurant, inwardly grateful that Rafferty hadn't chosen one of those clubs people spent time grinding against each other and getting high, she had almost thrown up the last time she was at a club.And she had only gone there to meet with a potential investor who had ended up being a pervert and blatantly told her that he would only invest in her company if she spent the night with him.She could still remember the repelling colour of his brown teeth, the darkness of his lips and his strong provocative perfume. It had taken discipline not to pour the wine she'd had in hand on his face, and she had cursed him silently, inwardly and politely declined.She had cursed her well-mannered personality that day, wishing she could let go the way she wanted and send her palm flying against the man's cheeks.But she'd had to maintain her her calm, e
"Tell me why we booked this place and you aren't even looking at me." The red haired who sat was opposite Ricky at the English restaurant was pissed off, watching her date gulp down his fourth glass of wine.He ignored her, focusing his attention instead on the task of pouring himself a fifth glass. It was damn better to deal with everything with his mind dull. That way, he could even put up with having sex with the red haired that night without conjuring the image of Jade.She was persistent, and spoke again. "You aren't in the mood to talk? Fine. Let's get out of here, the evening can only get better you know. And, you won't be required to say a word."Her voice had dropped to a whisper, and Ricky wished he could remember her other name; it was better than having another woman named Kimberly in front of him. But that was why he had called her anyway, wasn't it?Now, even in his highly alcohol induced
Ricky felt blinding sunlight welcome him to a new day as soon as consciousness set in, feeling for the first time the weight of a leg wrapped under the duvet resting comfortably on his, and turning, he glanced at the unfamiliar woman with soft creamy flesh whose nipples stood erect, covered in harsh bites he could only wonder if he had inflicted.He felt her lashes flutter, before her big black eyes opened. She smiled at him with swollen sensual lips. No need for any other confirmation, he was now sure of what had happened, considering that he was naked as well.This was a scene he was used to; waking up to faces he couldn't place and names he could not remember. Had he met her at the bar he usually frequented? More so, had he gone to the Olive bar owned by his friend Jason the night before?"Good morning." The raven haired woman said, sitting up beside him and staring at him with that look.The one he had got
"Another cup, please." Jade requested, adjusting her reading glasses without looking at her assistant. Her white laptop lay open in front of her, and she busied herself transferring some documents into it."This is your fifth you know." Annabelle finally spoke up, earning herself an 'I know' look. Getting the message, she left to do as she had been asked.Annabelle prepared the coffee as Jade liked it; a little sugar, no cream, and placed it with the tray on her desk, watching her gulp it down in one succession and rub her eyes."You're sure you are okay, Jade?""Of course" Jade forced a smile, and continued. "Get me that file the PR sent for approval."Saying nothing, Annabelle stared at her for full minutes, and till Jade arched her brows, looking at her with those calculating eyes, she stood biting her lower lips and wondering how to relate the news to her."Spill it,
"Sir, you called?" The Mears corporation P.R. manager stood before his boss, his deep voice reverberating in the silent room. Deathly silent, save for Ginger's loud voice outside the office sprouting business terms and talking to a client over the phone.Ricky gestured him to a seat, bracing his suit-clad elbow on the table. His eyes reeked of impatience and anger, and the man cowered as he sat before him."Wellington, do I pay you pounds to seat in the office and enjoy the relaxation?" Ricky began, his eyes burrowing into his."No Sir. I...I know this is about the article that was just released. We're doing something about it already." His voice was shaky, and it immediately was far from his mind to tell this man that his name was Wilson Tony, not Wellington."Doing something about it, and Kimberly is already scheduling press conferences and threatening to press charges for assault."The red-haired
When Jade returned to the mansion after a tired but productive day, she rang the doorbell twice before Somto opened it, wiping her wet hands on her apron and making to take her bag.She had once installed a device that would simply enable her punch in the security code and the door would open. It was better than having to inconvenience Somto, but well, Esmeralda had simply happened and she had been forced to uninstall it."No it's okay. Is Chloe here yet?" Jade asked, shifting the bag away from her reach. Somto nodded, and so Jade didn't go straight to Esmeralda's room as she did whenever she came back, but instead made for the dinning, smiling when she saw her sister very focused on a plate of food.As soon as Chloe looked up and saw her sister, she stilled visibly, dropping her fork and standing awkwardly. Jade moved fast and engaged her in an embrace so tight that Chloe almost felt crushed.&nbs
Chloe shook her head. "No. That was the height of it Jade. He didn't break up with me. He suggested we go for therapy. Shit, I wish he had called me a bitch, but no, he just had to suggest I go for a freaking therapy, because I need help.""So did you go for it? The therapy?" It was like a session, only that this time, the counsellor had plates of food in front of her, and took her time chewing, before uttering a word. "No I didn't. I broke up with him, because I couldn't bear to be with him anymore knowing I had cheated on him. Jade, I am helpless, I just want to change, to be someone Peanut will be proud to call her mother. That's impossible right?"Jade smiled, shaking her head twice. "No it's not, if you work on it. So you've just been in U.S. for the past three months, brooding? No wonder you lost weight."Chloe forced a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I met someone
Ricky scrolled through his feeds again for the umpeetenth time that morning, confusion marring his forehead. His eyes were fixated to his laptop, his shoulders slumped in confusion.His P.R. manager had returned the day before stuttering that they hadn't been able to take down all the posts since people had only increased their mode of spreading them.It had been a ranking harshtag on Instagram, and a trending topic on Facebook. He had kept receiving hate messages and had had to go offline for a while.But now, he had woken up to every article on the issue cleared, the trending topics being the model, Loiusa Charlie who was advertising yet another lingerie. He had immediately contacted the manager had already planned the fire, only to receive a negative response. He hadn't pulled it down.Which brought him to the question of who could possibly wield such power.Now, the P.R. stood