Semua Bab LOVED BY MY EX'S BILLIONAIRE BOSS : Bab 1 - Bab 10

I entered Knight Enterprises at 7:59 AM with a borrowed blazer, borrowed shoes, and a heart that was beating like a drum.The building in Victoria Island was not a building. It was glass and steel and power. The kind of place that makes poor people feel small. The security at the gate looked at my Ghana-Must-Go box and frowned."Interview? Drop your box at reception."I hid my box behind a flower pot and entered the elevator. My reflection shocked me. My hair was roughly packed in a ponytail, my lips were dry, my borrowed blazer was too big. I had slept in a church in Ojota last night after begging the driver to let me enter his bus for 1000 naira promise.On the 32nd floor, 20 girls were waiting. All of them looked like Instagram models. Straight bone-straight hair to their waist, fine makeup, designer bags, iPhone 15 Pro Max, speaking polished English with British accent. I heard one say, "My father is a friend to Mr. Knight."I sat at the corner and hid my cracked phone.Then the d

The whole sitting room was staring at me like I was a stain on their white rug.Damian's hand was still holding mine. His grip was tight, like he was telling me not to run.His mother walked towards me slowly. She was a beautiful older woman, maybe 55, in rich gold lace, with a gele that must cost 200k. But her eyes were not motherly. They were cold, scanning me from my borrowed gold heels to my makeup."So you are Lena?" she said, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "The girl my son wants to marry?"I swallowed. "Good evening, ma. I am Lena Adeyemi.""Adeyemi," she repeated, as if tasting the name. "Which Adeyemi? The Adeyemi of Ondo? The ones that own oil?""No, ma. My father is a teacher in Kaduna."The room went silent. Someone coughed.Cassandra, the beautiful light-skinned girl in red who was sitting next to Damian before, stood up and laughed. She was his ex. I could tell from the way she looked at Damian - possessive."Mummy, I told you," Cassandra said, touching Damia

My legs gave way. I sat on the floor of my new Yaba self-contain, holding my phone like it was fire.Michael's voice was still shouting from the phone on loudspeaker. "Lena! Are you hearing me? I sent it! I sent everything to Knight Enterprises WhatsApp group! 200 staff will see it tonight! You think you can embarrass me in front of my boss and go free?"Damian picked up the phone from the floor. His face was dark. Darker than I had ever seen."Michael Obi," he said, his voice calm but deadly calm. "This is Damian Knight. Say that again. What did you send?"Silence on the other side. Michael didn't expect Damian to be with me."Sir... sir... I... I...""WHAT DID YOU SEND?" Damian roared. I had never heard him shout. The whole compound shook.Michael stammered, "Sir, I... I only wanted to warn her... she is not who she says she is...""If by 10PM tonight, a single staff of my company says they received any picture from you, you will not only lose your job, Michael. I will make sure you

The siren was loud in Banana Island.When we arrived at Damian's family house, two police vans were parked outside. Neighbors were outside filming with their phones. In Banana Island, police vans are rare, so everyone came out to see.Michael was standing outside with a bandage on his head that was not there this morning. He was shouting, "They kidnapped me! They beat me! Damian Knight and his village girlfriend! They kept me in a warehouse overnight!"Tasha was next to him, nodding and crying fake tears.Damian's mother was shouting at the police, "My son is not a kidnapper! This small boy is a liar!"Damian stepped out of the G-Wagon and everyone went quiet.The DPO, a fat man with big belly, walked to him."Mr. Knight, we have a report of kidnapping and assault. This young man, Michael Obi, says your security kept him in your warehouse in Apapa against his will and beat him. And that you threatened to kill him because he is dating your girlfriend."Dating your girlfriend? Michael w

The wedding that all of Lagos was talking about was supposed to be perfect.Lena stood in front of the big mirror in the bridal suite at Banana Island, her hands shaking. Her white dress was tight around her waist, diamonds on the neck. It cost more money than her father ever made in Kaduna in ten years.Her mother was behind her, adjusting her veil and crying."My daughter, from Kaduna to Banana Island. God is great," her mother whispered in Hausa.Lena smiled but her chest was tight. Three months ago, Damian had gone down on his knees in his office at Eko Atlantic and proposed after Tunde was arrested by the police for leaking her fake picture. That was the end of Season 1. She thought the drama was over.Downstairs, 500 guests were waiting. All the big men from the ten billion naira deal, all the bloggers, BellaNaija live coverage, everything. It was supposed to be a happy ever after.Downstairs, Damian was waiting at the altar. He wore a black tuxedo, his hair cut fresh. His best