All Chapters of PLAYERS : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Cynthia walked back to the entrance of the manor where the car had earlier parked, Jeffery trailing just behind her. She wondered why he had become quiet all of a sudden. But if it was because things had not gone as planned then Cynthia thought Jeffery was really petty. She reached the car and before she could open the door, Jeffery beat her to it and opened for her like the gentleman he should be. Cynthia's rolled her eyes at him and slid in, not bothering with a thank you.Jeffery shut her side's door and walked to the driver's side, got in and started the engineering before speeding off toward the gate, his gaze icy. Cynthia turned and looked at him then smirked, "are you okay Mr President?" She asked, her voice carrying a hint of sarcasm. Jeffery didn't spare her a glance, his mind was filled with the image of her seated in the middle of the flower garden, plucking petals just like she did when they were young, but he couldn't bring himself to ask Cynthia, because she didn't even

Time flies. The gala was the following day and Cynthia hadn't received her ordered gown. "Victoria what is happening, I put you in charge because I believed you could handle a gown". She said into the phone. "Cynthia am really sorry," Victoria said, her voice hoarse. Cynthia paused, "what is wrong, what happened, why's your voice like that?" She asked, a trace of worry tinged in her voice. "It's nothing", Victoria said hesitantly. Cynthia scoffed,"if that's how our work relationship is going to be then I'm afraid I can't keep up with you Vic", Cynthia said threatening to hung up,in a panic, Victoria spoke up, "I waited all night last night at that fashion house for the dress, but something happened that they couldn't explain and everything was delayed. They said that it will take close to a week for it to be ready,""that's all?" Cynthia asked irritated by Victoria's inactions. "Why didn't you tell me they were misbehaving, there's always choices","Cynthia you're not mad?" "Should

Drake waited for the small gate to open up and drove drove his Bugatti in to Cynthia's exquisite compound. He parked and stepped out of the car then walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door was immediately pulled open to reveal an excited Bernice. "Mr Wilson, what a surprise". Drake squinted his eyes, as if trying to jog his memory to place where he had seen her. He failed."Uhh, nice meeting you?" He said in his deep, metallic voice that caused Bernice to squeal and jump. "Cynthia, don't keep Mr Drake waiting", she shouted and asked Drake in. The moment he stepped in, he was greeted with a mild, alluring and yet intoxicating scent. He recognized it, it was Cynthia's body scent, but how could her scent monopolize the entire house and yet she had guests around, he roamed his eyes around the view of the house, it was simple and elegant, just like her.He smirked and turned to tour a corner he had seen on the right but at that moment, Cynthia walked out of wherever she was hidi

As Drake stepped out of the hotel's exit, he was intercepted by a grim looking Jeffery. He came from behind and grabbed his shoulder yanking him backwards to face him. Drake was taken off guard by the sudden force and instinctively raised his fists to give a jab but froze in midair when he heard Jeffery's voice. "Where to, birthday boy?" He asked, his voice barely concealing the rage brewing within him.Drake withdrew his arm and stared intently at Jeffery. From the moment he stepped in, he had realized that something was off about Jeffery.Usually, they'd be together and he'd come around to taunt him about his date but this time, Jeffery stood at a distance and didn't even look out for him. And now that he had come, Drake was not foolish to not know that something was amiss.He opened his mouth to reply but his words were cut by Jeffery's other statement, "oh, it's your date, she couldn't handle your mother and ran off?" Jeffery sneered, his eyes burning holes into Drake's face,he

Cynthia looked at Drake with incredulous eyes, as if waiting for him to clarify his statement. she couldn't believe she had come all the way to be taken advantage of. she cleared her throat and blinked at Drake multiple times as he watched her actions with an amused smirk, twirling the glass of wine in his hands.Cynthia was momentarily stunned, she knew this guy had always looked good but right now it was a different type of good. The golden hue cast upon his face by the chandellier made it look as if he had descended from paradise.Cynthia swallowed hard and wondered if he had sprayed something in the air. ''was this part of the plan?'' cynthia asked, raising her brows at him. Drake sipped the last drop and placed the glass on a table beside him with a thud then slowly walked to her, scrutinizing her every expression as she stood before him not even bothering to back down.Drake always wondered what made her less afraid of him, his mind sped to the two nights she beat him and smirk