Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hate me later, love me now: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

"And just where exactly you think you are going to by this time of the night young lady?" The sound of my mom's witted through the air, startling me and I froze,like a deer caught in the headlights. Slowly, I turned around to face her, offering her the most sheepish grin I could muster. "Hi, mom," I stammered. "Hi yourself," she replied, failing to return smile. She folded her arms across her chest before speaking again. "I asked you a question. Where do you think you are you going by this time of the night. And you..." She continued, turning towards Aaron. "Where you also planning to sneak off out of here like her?""What me? Of course not. You know I will never do that. In fact, I was hoping you saved some of the food from dinner so that I could help myself to some. You know I'll never miss a chance to taste your delectable cooking."Fucking traitor. Mum smiled, clearly pleased with his response. "There's plenty enough food for you darling." She assured him before turning back t

Usually, I dreaded Mondays and it was not because I didn't enjoy my work and definitely not because I didn't have a real passion for the job, but after an entire weekend without Aaron, going back into the office on Monday was always a little struggle while knowing fully well that he was going to be an unavoidable presence, ready to ruin my day and spoil my mood like he always does. But this Monday was different. I walked into the office with a skip in my step and a broad smile on my face. I was excited and ready to face the day, feeling positive about everything, because not only had I managed to bag my first client who generously invested five million naira into the company's latest orion project, I also knew that Aaron must have slept through the weekend and hadn't gotten himself any clients yet. And being ahead, being ahead of Aaron in particular, always made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside."Someone woke up on the right side of her bed this morning,' a voice said, and I recog

"I...um...i....""I'm sorry what was that Jazz?" Aaron mocked. "Have you suddenly lost the ability to speak properly or has a cat got your tongue?""No, I can speak perfectly fine. "I replied defensively, trying to sound as unbothered as possible, but somehow, my voice still managed to quaver."And I already told you to stop calling me that.""That is such a pathetic attempt at a topic change." Aaron said in response and despite myself, I couldn't help but agree with him."...But since you're asking so nicely, " He continued. "maybe I can come up with a new nickname for you. So what do you think about spy, or dirty player...or wait I know just the one, snooper.""Look, just stop okay. I made a mistake. But what right do you have to judge me? I mean, it's not as if your methods have been entirely pure.""Oh really? Cuz I don't remember mobilizing any of your staff to spy on you for me.""It wasn't like that...not really. " I replied, my voice small.I hated being caught in the he

"Uh, this has to do with me. So I think I have a lot of choices, in fact.""You know what? You're right." She retorted."I am?" I asked, hardly believing my ears. It was indeed a rare occurrence that Rosie and I would agree on anything without us, first of all, getting into a battle of words. "Yes, you're right. You indeed have a lot of choices. But I'm here to make sure that you make the right one. "Okay, I'm not sure I follow." I confessed. Rosie sighed helplessly, looking at me like one would look at a child who didn't know their left from their right. And then, slowly, painstakingly slowly, she walked over to me and placed her hands on my shoulders. "Dream with me." she began, waving at something imaginary on the ceiling. "When you hear a charity gala, what comes to your mind?"" A bunch of snobbish people who have more money than they know what to do with and want to throw it around. Come to think of it, how much of the money actually goes to charity? I mean, there are starv

Aaron's POV"Aaron...Aaron...""Yes? What?"As it turns out, Jasmine had been calling my name for the past few seconds and I hadn't even heard her. I was too busy getting lost in her appearance which was nothing if not divine.She was wearing a lovely red dress that hugged her body in all the right places, accentuating her curves so much so that I found myself getting a little jealous when I thought about the fact that other men were actually going to see her like that, a reaction that annoyed me to no end.Her hair was done in a sophisticated style, gathered upwards towards the crown of her head and most likely secured with lots and lots of bobby pins.Needless to say, she looked absolutely stunning and although I knew it was mostly, if not entirely Rosie's handiwork, the outcome was definitely worth it. I was surprised she even agreed to any of it in the first place. "Why are you staring at me like that?" She asked, smoothing out the front of her dress. "Is it that bad?"It brok