Joyce opened the metal door widely and rushed in. She looked at her boss on his king sized bed and thought he was unconscious. With fear, she climbed the bed and started calling his name. She was beginning to sweat in her palms but as she lifted one of his hands in hers, he made a turn around and rested his bonce on her thighs.She hissed aloud. "Gosh, I thought he's dead. I've forgotten he sleeps like one," she complained to her relief and then pushed him gently to awake him. "James?"No response."Hey, James," she shouted but he could only snuggled closer and circled a hand around her waist. Her mouth formed an 'o' as she exclaimed, "You've got some guts, haven't you?" She uttered as her eyes drifted to where her phone was on the far edge of the bed. She would have to stretch all her body to reach it.James turned with his chest facing up. He was still fast asleep or so she thought.

"Can you at least hear me out?" James pleaded in a calmer tone. He used a hand to rub his neck and paced a few times before taking Joyce's hand and took her to his living room.She couldn't say anything. All she found herself doing was looking at him go about before settling on the large table at the center of the room before her."Joyce, I really don't know how to explain this to you for you to be really convinced,"he started and met her eyes, but she didn't utter a word so he continued," Vivian and I are just friends. Nothing more. I don't know what she has planted into your head but they are all lies,"he said, and when she opened her mouth, probably to protest, he made her swallow her unspoken words by holding her hands.He must confess,he loved the feeling. "Joyce, I love you," he revealed and watched as her gaze shifted from their hands to his face and he nodded in confirmation that he meant what he said. "I really do

  "How could you be so dumb to let yourself get injured? It doesn't seem to me like you love yourself at all. See how the innocent fingers are bleeding all because of your carelessness,"Joyce nagged as she treated her boss's wound, but refused to spare him a glance. She should just help with the injury, reveal the truth to his parents and leave his life for good.She had some savings from the salary she had earned. Maybe she would just set up her own hair salon. She had learnt the work even before she got admission into the university and she was quite good at it. In fact, very good.But, she had to admit that it would be so hard to forget her boss. She had thought it would be easy not until she saw him now. All the feelings she thought she had buried in her heart resurrected at his sight and even became stronger. She was still head over heels in love with her boss. And that's why she couldn't look him in the eyes now,afraid of what s

Vivian parked her car and alighted, entered the eatery she had once been with James, 'Yes, thanks." The building had changed a lot. It now had flowers planted at its entrance, which was not there before and the uncompleted bakery beside it had been finished. There was now a gate at the entrance but one could easily and clearly see what was going on outside the gate because of the open spaces between the rods of the gate. She had parked her car outside the gate because she would not be staying long. She was not there to eat but to meet someone.  She had heard that James was going to get married, and not just to anyone but Joyce, the gold-digger. That news a very sad one for her and she was willing to go extra mile just to make sure that the wedding would not hold. She would do everything in her power and that was why she was there. If she was not going to have James,neither will Joyce not any other woman out there. &

 "How did you say you lost your phone again? I forgot you did and I was looking for it in your bag," James said as he walked to the kitchen and sat on the stood available by the kitchen counter and started bringing out the stuff in her bag."How will you remember when all you were thinking about was my panties?" Joyce teased and laughed sardonically."Babe?" he laughed. "You're a fucking liar. I was asking you what happened and all you were doing was driving me crazy. I couldn't resist," he added and laughed and Joyce gave out an ear piercing laughter along with you."Rumaging my bag has become an habit to you, James," she changed the subject as she noticed he was still bringing out the things in her bag. She added some pinches of salt into the spaghetti she was cooking and covered the pot. He had been taking interest in doing that since God knows when as if he was looking for something he put there. What she was certain of was