All Chapters of Do Me To The Full: The Love That Finds Me : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

CHAPTER 1 The Man at the Corner Table(Amara’s POV)There are moments in life when everything changes quietly.No loud music.No dramatic entrance.Just a single glance that lingers longer than it should.That was how Daniel Cole entered my life.I was sitting at my usual table by the window of Willow Café, trying to focus on the disaster that was currently my business account balance. Running an event-planning company in Lagos sounded glamorous when I first started.In reality?It meant chasing clients for payments, negotiating with stubborn vendors, and pretending everything was fine even when it clearly wasn’t.I sighed and rubbed my temples.“Miss Amara, your coffee.”I looked up and forced a smile as Sola, the café waitress, placed the cup in front of me.“Thanks.”The rich smell of roasted coffee beans filled the air. Normally it helped clear my thoughts.Today it didn’t.My phone buzzed on the table.Unknown Number.I hesitated before answering.“Hello?”“Miss Nwoye?” the voice

CHAPTER 3: An Offer Too Big to Refuse(Amara’s POV)The next morning started like every other chaotic morning of my life.Emails.Vendor complaints.Two unpaid invoices.And a notification from my bank that made my stomach twist.I stared at the screen of my laptop, mentally calculating how long my business could survive if things continued like this.The answer?Not long.Running Nwoye Events had been my dream for three years. I built it from nothing—no investors, no rich parents, just stubborn determination and a belief that I could create beautiful moments for people.But dreams didn’t pay rent.Clients did.And lately, clients had been disappearing faster than my savings.I sighed and leaned back in my chair.“Maybe I should just start planning children’s birthday parties,” I muttered to myself.My phone buzzed on the table.Unknown Number.Again.For a moment, I considered ignoring it.But my survival instincts won.“Hello?”“Good morning, Miss Nwoye.”The voice was calm.Deep.A

CHAPTER 5: A Warning I Didn’t Expect(Amara’s POV)I didn’t trust coincidences.And meeting Daniel Cole twice in two days already felt like one.But getting hired by him for a five-million-naira event?That felt like fate doing something suspicious.The next afternoon, I arrived at the venue Daniel had sent me.At first, I thought the GPS had made a mistake.The road led toward one of the most expensive waterfront districts in Lagos. Tall palm trees lined the street, and every building looked like something out of a luxury magazine.“This better not be another misunderstanding,” I muttered as I parked my car.If this man was playing some kind of joke, I was going to lose my mind.Then I saw the building.A massive white event hall overlooking the ocean. Glass walls reflected the afternoon sun, and a long stone walkway led to the entrance.My jaw slowly dropped.“Okay… maybe this is real.”As I stepped out of the car, I noticed a black SUV parked near the gate.Daniel was already here.

CHAPTER 7 The Name That Shattered Everything (Amara’s POV) For several seconds, neither of us spoke. The words Daniel had just said echoed inside my head like a broken record. The Nwoye family was involved in the accident that killed my brother. I stared at him, waiting for the moment he would laugh and say it was a misunderstanding. He didn’t. “You’re serious,” I whispered. Daniel stood a few feet away from me, his tall frame rigid, his expression carefully controlled. But I could see something else beneath that calm surface. Conflict. Pain. Suspicion. “Yes,” he said quietly. My chest tightened. “You think my family killed your brother?” “I didn’t say that.” “You just did.” “No,” he replied, his voice still steady. “I said someone connected to the Nwoye name appeared in the investigation.” “That doesn’t mean it was my family.” “I know.” I ran a hand through my hair, trying to steady my breathing. This had to be some kind of mistake. “My parents are teachers,” I

CHAPTER 9The Truth Between Us(Amara’s POV)The silence after the call felt unbearable.I stared at the phone lying on the table like it had just exploded.My uncle.Samuel Nwoye.The name I hadn’t heard spoken out loud in years had suddenly returned to my life like a ghost dragging chaos behind it.And somehow…Daniel was standing right in the center of it.“He’s lying,” I said quickly.Daniel didn’t respond.I looked at him, searching his face.“You think he’s telling the truth?”“I think he knows something.”“That doesn’t mean my uncle killed your brother.”“I didn’t say that.”“But you’re thinking it.”Daniel rubbed his jaw slowly, his mind clearly working through possibilities.“Why would someone call you with this information?” he asked.“I have no idea!”“That’s the problem.”“What does that mean?”“It means someone wants us to know about Samuel Nwoye.”My stomach twisted.“And that’s bad?”“It depends on why.”I dropped onto the couch again, my mind spinning.All these years