All Chapters of PLAYERS : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sebastian sat at a table not far from the spot where Cynthia was holding a meeting with a man who looked like a typical CEO. She had earlier walked in and sat down with and air of elegance and aloofness, completely different from the fragile girl in the gossip news a day ago. She wore a bold blackberry colored off shoulder gown that stopped just beneath her knees, her golden hair was tied up in a slick low ponytail and her makeup was minimalist and chick. She put on black Prada heels to compliment her look ,Cynthia sat on the chair the man had pulled out for her and placed her small charcoal grey clutch on her laps, her back straight and poised. The man sat down opposite her and smiled warmly before introducing himself.Not far away, Victoria lounged with her face buried in her phone, during the previous days as Cynthia hibernating in her suite or walked to the park, she had spent bills touring Paris and now she was tired though she hadn't had enough. She kept on searching for more e

Cynthia had a look of a frustrated beauty, she had been trying to get words out of this man who had been standing in front of her but he had been quiet all along, she shrugged and turned to the door only to be forced to turn by the sounds made by the man, "do you want to chat at last," she asked, her voice tired and wary, she didn't move from her spot near the door though, the man shook his head incessantly,she saw tears flowing down his face and smiled. Seems the game they just played had taken a toll on him. "Don't cry, I honestly don't sit well with tears", she said in a straight voice and the man stopped whining., As if he feared she'd do something again.Cynthia wore a satisfied grin and opened the door only to be met with a man's wide face, he had been about to open the door too, he cleared his throat and chuckled nervously, "uhm, you may come with me beautiful" he said, signalling for her to lead the way, Cynthia forced a small smile and walked ahead, not bothering to check

By evening Cynthia was left alone. Bernice had left because she couldn't handle Timothy's presence, though she didn't say it, and Timothy apparently wasn't understanding how tumultuous his heartbeat was when he saw her. Even when she left shortly, he was still uncomfortable, coupled with the awkwardness between him and Cynthia.Cynthia could still tell that none of them was buying the idea of a normal reunion after months of being apart. She walked to her living room in her lounge wear with a tin of ice cream and a spoon in her hands, life was getting better. Cynthia had always wanted a soft smooth life, where everything was in place and it seemed it wasn't far from now. As she lounged and ate her ice cream, there was a knock on the door which she didn't hear fo the first time.On knocking the second time, Cynthia heard it and went to answer it, opening the door, she was greeted with the face of the man she had forgotten existed. The two remained staring at each other for a while be

¨What was that?¨ Valerie asked Cynthia the moment they stepped into her office, Cynthia shrugged and took a seat,¨it's nothing, just an old acquaintance¨ she said before burying her head in a magazine she had found on the table. Valerie sat beside her and held her shoulders, ¨you know you can tell me anything,¨ she said in a soft motherly voice that made Cynthia flinch.A certain familiar face passed through her vision and she could tell it was a woman she had met some months ago at a Galla. But why. She pushed it aside and shook her head,¨it's nothing¨, her voice was straight and giving no room for compromise, Valerie sighed, ¨you'll tell me one day. Because you're going to be working a lot with her now, she has been doing well when you weren't here, though I don't like her, she's a good substitute, beside her style is a little too much for you¨. Valerie said and Cynthia turned to look at her,¨what do you mean?¨ Valerie shook her head,¨ it's nothing, now, I'll tell you about my so

Jeffery stopped infront of Cynthia´s small gate and jumped out of the car. He rushed to her side and opened the door before scooping her out and shutting the door with his long leg. Jeffery walked to the bungalow, his heart almost falling out of his chest.And just then, Cynthia curled up in his arms and snuggled closer causing him to feel foreign things in his body, he looked down at her face that was half hidden in his suit jacket, he felt good, but then remembered she was feeling sick, and he couldn´t help but feel guilty for it. again.They reached the door and he looked down at her again, ¨your password, Cynthia¨, he said. his voice was soft and tender. Cynthia looked up and met his eyes, her body shivered from the intense emotions she saw in there, no, no, she shouldn´t have snuggled closer.¨I-¨ she stammered for the first time and Jeffery took it that she was really uncomfortable and unwell. she turned her eyes away from his and stretched her hand to type in the password, ¨y