He moves closer to me, dangerously close and pins my both hands with one of his. My body wanted his, this time there was no denying it. "What do you say Miss Iris?" His husky voice questions"what we have is just chemistry." I object"So?" His lips is on my nose as he asks that."I have a boyfriend." I object again.This time it's like I am trying to remind my body that it has an owner, and that owner isn't the man standing before me, but my treacherous body wouldn't listen."Break up with him." "But...." My last objection was cut short as his lips ruthlessly descended on mine cutting off every last bit of sanity, I may have had in me. His kiss seemed to say 'forget everything else' and that was exactly what I did. What Iris Adelana wanted was just a signature from Mr Enyinnaya Amadi to give her legal rights as her father's successor, but Mr Enyinnaya wants something else; A weekend in Dubai, and that is what he gets. However, one weekend seems to be insufficient and Enyinnaya is requesting for more. Will the fierce and stubborn Iris give in to his desire? especially now that she has his signature and her father's wealth.
Lihat lebih banyakPROLOGUE
IRIS
I had the excitement of a child whose mother just returned from a long travel, the reason behind it wasn't far fetched: I was finally going to be a young billionaire without struggles unless, off course getting Mr Amadi's signature was considered one.
"Nelly" I called out to my personal assistant
"Yes ma"
" You are sure he said he wanted to meet with me in person?"
"yes ma."
"And that is the only condition he gave for signing?" I further queried, grinning from ear to ear.
"That is all he requested, he read the contract and found it too appealing to resist. I'm certain meeting you is just a formality, perhaps he wants to know Nigeria's youngest female billionaire."
"You are right, I mean, who wouldn't want to know me."
I could just imagine how well planned my life was. A signature from Mr Amadi, a sealed contract worth billions, paparazzi trying to capture my face, media writing about my success story. I found myself fortunate to be the first daughter of Mr Adelana.
Looking at my life now, one would think it has always been this perfect, but honestly I don't remember my life being this good, at least not since when my dad got himself a Greek mistress. Somehow, her existence had destroyed everything my mum and dad had struggled to build overtime.
"Nelly, how do I look?" I asked my Personal assistant, though, I knew what her response would be.
"You look great as always ma."
"Thanks Nelly. You are so sweet even though that's the only compliment you know how to give me." I laughed as I teased her about her compliment that never seemed to change.
Asking Nelly about my appearance was just a means to get my thoughts off my dad and his mistress.
"What are you waiting for to get in the car?" I questioned Nelly. Having settled comfortably in my car, I noticed her reluctance to do same.
"Ma, he insisted you come alone."
"Really?"
"Yes ma."
"Is he crazy or what? Why would he insist to see just me."
"Looking at his ridiculous demands before signing a contract that would favour not just our company but his as well, one can say he is indeed insane."
I laughed out loud at her response. Aside Nelly's astuteness at organizing my business, she was also good at making me laugh over what could otherwise pose as a discomforting situation. I could say she was a friend, and a good one at that, and I wasn't going to embark on this life alternating journey without a good friend.
"Hop in, I will go in alone while you wait in the car, okay?"
"Yes ma." She said and got in.
Two weeks later Iris If anyone had told me making preparations for a wedding would be this chaotic, I would have totally disagreed with them, but not anymore, and the most annoying thing about the whole situation was that Greg and I already hired the service of a wedding planner but it didn't look like it. It felt like everyone was out for my neck; the wedding planner and her employees, my fashion designer, make up artists, hair stylist, Greg's family and off course Nelly and Alyssia. The only person that did not add to the chaos was Zinnia, my half sister, well not entirely so, cause I had been disappointed to know only few days ago that she had not returned to Greece as we had previously thought but had been living a quiet life in Abuja for reasons I still don't know. "I honestly think you should go with the nude colour, red feels too sharp against your dark skin." Okay, scrap all I said about Zinnia not adding to the chaotic state of my wedding pla
NELLY To be honest, I got furious when I heard what Enyinnaya said to Iris. It hurt that the one person she was bold enough to tell her feelings could not appreciate her for it let's alone reciprocate it. My reactions to the situation wasn't called for but I had acted out of impulse and I most certainly will not start regretting it now.I watch as Iris tries her best to hold back her tears. To say I'm not surprised by her actions, would be a deliberate lie.I settle down beside her, take her both hands in mine and gently squeeze them. "You know you don't have to cry over that jerk, right?" She nods. "I really didn't want to let my feelings go this far, but somehow it did and every time I see my stomach, I am reminded of him. It's bad enough that I am in love with someone who can never love me back, but what is worse is that I am carrying his child." "So you don't plan to take out the baby anymore?" I am silently praying for her to say ye
Enyinnaya'If the plan doesn't work, change the plan, never the goal.' That is one quote I can never forget in a hurry. For me it was more than just a good quote, it was actually a business strategy that has helped me through difficult times in business and now, I intend going by that rule, but this time not in business but in romance.The goal was in this case is to make Iris mine, so if asking her to be my mistress wouldn't work, then perhaps something else would, I just have to change plans and that is exactly what I am going to do.*****"Good afternoon sir" Iris gateman greets me when he is standing by my car door."Good afternoon" I greeted in return."Oga," he begins. "If na my madam you say look for, she nor dey oo""What do you mean by she not dey?" I ask the gateman ."Wetin I mean be say, my madam nor dey house na, so, just they go back now." I know he is lieing. Iris must have commanded him to not allow me into
Enyinnaya'If the plan doesn't work, change the plan, never the goal.' That is one quote I can never forget in a hurry. For me it was more than just a good quote, it was actually a business strategy that has helped me through difficult times in business and now, I intend going by that rule, but this time not in business but in romance.The goal was in this case is to make Iris mine, so if asking her to be my mistress wouldn't work, then perhaps something else would, I just have to change plans and that is exactly what I am going to do.*****"Good afternoon sir" Iris gateman greets me when he is standing by my car door."Good afternoon" I greeted in return."Oga," he begins. "If na my madam you say look for, she nor dey oo""What do you mean by she not dey?" I ask the gateman ."Wetin I mean be say, my madam nor dey house na, so, just they go back now." I know he is lieing. Iris must have commanded him to not allow me into
IRIS"This one that you invited me to your house, what happened?" Nelly asks, after making herself comfortable on a sofa, in my sitting room."A lot happened. A fucking whole lot." I utter without a pause in between my words."Hmm." She frowns for a while and continues. "This lot that you are talking about, I hope it's something good, because I'm tired of hearing bad news already.""Bad news? From who? About what." Her choice of words draws my attention so I curiously question them."Before I begin talking to you about that news, first tell me about that very fine and expensive car I saw in your car park. It's yours right?" She questions me, gleefully.I nod in response."Heyyyyy!!!" She exclaims and jumps up from the chair she had been sitting down on. "Babe! That is a Ferrari portofino!! Bitch, a Ferrari fucking portofino!!! Gurl, you rock, and real good too. Damn, that car is as hot as hell. Tell me more about it. I want to know ev
IRIS"Babe are you ready now?" Gregory ask me while he tries to keep himself busy with the magazine on my puff in my sitting room."I will be in a minute." I yell out in response to him, from my bedroom.For the past one month we had been together, Gregory Malik had been nothing but loving and affectionate towards me. He had proven Nelly wrong and even she was beginning to like the idea of me being in a relationship with Gregory. I was really enjoying this alter ego, and one beautiful thing about this new side of him was the fact that he was completely selfless and quite obsessed with me. He had gone ahead to involve himself in everything regarding my life including my business too, and though initially I had felt it was an invasion of my private space but I soon came to the realization that if I had plans of being together with Gregory for a long time, then I had to learn how to accommodate him in not just my heart but also my life."How do I look?" I
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