Nathan's mind had been in a deep freezer after his little banter with Mercedes. Her words had pierced him so deeply, it gorged his mind with a new thought process. Was he that bad? He knew for a fact that women drooled over him. However, he was tempted to believe her words, looking at the dollar note on the wall. He also thought back to her weighing his performance to be below the average of a real man. Could that be her reason for not considering him as her type?  Was his performance so bad or was it because he hasn't done it before for as long as he could remember and lacked experience? He wished he could try it with somebody else but the consideration in itself sickened him. He couldn't ask Jane because his moment with her was an unaccountable one. He couldn't recall a thing about what happened that night, unlike Mercedes. He had quite a lot to drink but recalled everything vividly. She seemed to be in pain and even tried pushing him away but he was s

Nathan got to his penthouse and helped Lanre to the Italian luxury sofa. "What do you want to eat?" He unbuttoned his white shirt and asked. "Anything," Lanre responded faintly, his arm over his head and his eyes closed. "I'll make you some soup," Nathan offered. He loved to cook since he lived alone. Professionals came once a week to clean but aside from that, no other person came in except Lanre and a few family members occasionally. "You know how I hate soup," he retorted in a haze. Nathan was slightly irritated. "Then you should stop exceeding your alcohol limit. It's the best for your condition unless you want to snack on a banana," Nathan proposed. He knew how much Lanre hated bananas and wanted to provoke him. Lanre was his childhood friend and like all best friends, they always stood for each other but somehow, Lanre's marriage has drawn them a little bit apart. He no longer had time to spend with Nathan like he used to but whe

Nathan yanked his hands off and glared icily at him, his teeth grinding. "I asked, what's going on here?" Nathan asked the second time. It was gross disrespect for Dr Blake to be there unannounced and not to see Nathan but his personal assistant.He instantly straightened himself, realizing he had just hit the president's assistant in the president's office. He had to think fast. He forced a smile, "I just came to return her blazer and she couldn't say thank you. I'll be on my way," he turned to leave. The aura Nathan exhumed was too dire."Stop!" Nathan didn't yell but even Mercedes felt uncomfortable. Dr Blake halted instantly. "Miss Winters, is what he said true?" He asked coldly.Mercedes took a deep breath. "He was asking me for payment for returning my blazer and I told him to take it back but he-.""What kind of payment do you need?" Nathan cut in before Mercedes completed her explanation. Dr Blake could hear his fast heartb

Nathan's phone beeped when he got to his penthouse. He checked and realized it was Rebecca calling him. Perhaps, it concerned Lanre so he answered it."Nathan, Thank God you answered the phone," she exclaimed enthusiastically at the end of the line. Nathan frowned, "to the point, Rebecca, I don't have time," he said coldly. Rebecca wasn't offended. For as long as she knew Nathan, he was always cold."It's about what we discussed this morning. The Hickeys," she said precisely, the excitement melting from her tone."What has that got to do with me?" Nathan seethed."I just need you to not tell Lanre okay? I will change."Nathan was upset. The adulterous wife is pleading with her husband's best friend not to tell on her. "Don't call me again if it's not an emergency. Your marital affairs are none of my business." Nathan was about to end the call when she spoke again."He's on his way to you

Mercedes got to the airport clothed with worry since she couldn't hear from Griffin. It wasn't long before she spotted Angela. Her brown straight hair lay calmly on her back. She wore skinny jeans with a tank top and a coat over it. Her hazel eyes sparkled when she caught sight of Mercedes from the distance and not caring about the other travellers at the arrival lounge, she yelled, "Mercedes Winters my superstar," a smile blooming on her face. Mercedes was taken aback. It's been years since she was addressed by that title. Back in college, she attended an audition for a romance movie. Her outstanding performance earned her the appraisal of a superstar from one of the judges but Griffin didn't allow her to attend any of the rehearsals. He claimed too many guys will be hitting on her and he won't be there to protect her. Such a lame excuse but it made Mercedes think he didn't want any man around her because he loved her and obeyed him. Right now, Angie has just resurrected sa