“Your stupid relationship advice turned my girl into a bitch,” he snapped at me, “And I finally have the chance to take out my revenge on you.”
I was tongue-tied, yet again, as I recalled the story of the young billionaire who had gotten dumped by his girlfriend on the night that he tried to propose to her.
The incident had gone viral almost immediately it happened a year ago, and it had been the talk of the whole city of Vegas. I could recall the comments I had made, which had clearly mocked the man who had been brutally turned down.
If only I knew I would wind up with the man in the present moment, I would have commented much differently back then. But it was too late.
“What do you want? Please…” I had to beg, as it wasn't something that money could take away. “Just say it.” I was desperate to save what was left of my reputation.
He stared at with those cold, brown eyes, which I had thought to be cute when I looked into them for the first time at the bar. But then, his stare was nothing short of cruel.
“You and I, Tamika,” he said, slowly backing away from me, as he turned to the drawers in the bedside table, “are going to make a deal.”
My conscience kept lashing at me, as I just couldn't take my eyes off his finely cut muscles, which looked almost sculpted. Randy was miles away from that sort of perfection.
I hated the fact that I was still comparing every man to Randy at that point. That jerk wasn't supposed to be in my thoughts.
“What sort of deal?” I asked, bringing myself back into the moment, as I watched Dolph taking out some documents from one of the drawers.
“You will be the mother of my children.”
I was suddenly still, as I waited for him to say that was a joke. But then, he didn't say anything, as he stared me in the eye with a serious stare. He had meant every word of what he had just said.
“What?” I wanted to believe that my ear was still faulty from my unprecedented call from Randy.
“You will be my wife, and the mother of my children,” he reiterated with a resolve that couldn't be mistaken. “The contract will be for a duration of two years, after which we will part ways.”
I suddenly broke out into laughter. “Good one…” I said, still laughing. But I noticed that he wasn't laughing at all. “You're serious?”
“Well, I am,” he retorted with a frown. “That's the only condition that will keep me from releasing your sex tape.”
The fearful feeling returned to me, as I was met by the dilemma.
“So what's it going to be, Mika?” he asked, smiling. “Sex tape or—”
“Fine, I'll get married to you,” my sudden response took him by surprise. There was nothing more I could lose at that point. “I'll be the mother of your children.”
He was speechless, as he had probably been expecting more resistance from my end. “Alright then, you will need to sign on these—”
“But before that, I need to handle some unfinished business,” I interrupted.
***
I was still incognito as I stood at Randy's doorstep. It was still nothing short of a miracle how I had managed to get myself out of Dolph's hotel room without signing those papers.
“Don't try anything funny…” those were his last words to me when I left. He knew nothing of my plans to get away from Vegas to begin a new life after seeing Randy one last time.
There was no way I could be married to that monster, let alone be with him for two whole years. Speaking of living hell.
That was what I had purposed to do, and it seemed to be going perfectly as planned, except for the fact that I couldn't get myself to push the doorbell.
After so many moments of hesitation, I decided to swallow my pride and announce my presence at Randy's doorstep. I wanted to hang on to the hope that we could talk things out, and restore everything to the way it was.
I had barely pushed the doorbell when the door came open. But it wasn't Randy who opened to me.
“Who are you?” the blonde woman who had opened the door stared at me with her brows furrowed. “Wait a minute… you are Tamika…”
“Babe, who's at the door…” Randy stopped halfway as he stood behind the woman, both of them staring at me like they had just seen a ghost. “What are you doing here, Tamika?”
It was all happening too rapidly for my heart to keep up with the acceleration of the action.
“Who's she?” I asked, trying to keep myself from breaking down. How could he have moved on so quickly, after ruining me and my career?
Randy sighed in seeming annoyance, as he turned to the strange-looking woman. “Babe, could you head in for a second, so I could handle this?”
“Handle this? Like I'm some sort of nuisance?” I bottled up my stirring emotions, as I was determined not to cry in front of him.
“Well, you are a nuisance, and I don't want you anywhere in my life,” Randy has never sounded so hateful in all our time together. “That's why I went to such extents to get rid of you.”
“But Randy—”
“Don't call me,” he snapped at me. “Hearing the sound of my name come out from your lips makes me sick. I don't want to ever see you again.”
“Randy, please…” the door was slammed shut in my face, leaving me to the embarrassing solitude on his front porch. I took off the shades to wipe off the tears streaming down my face.
I drowned in the abyss of hopelessness, as I wandered through the streets of Vegas. My life was in ruins, that couldn't be rebuilt.
As I walked aimlessly, suddenly a car stopped in front of me, and two men came out from it. Without saying a word, they grabbed me and hurled me into the vehicle.
“Let me go…!” I screamed, as the car zoomed off.
“That wretch…” I impatiently counted the seconds, as I waited for my men to return with my soon-to-be wife. Amusing, how she thought that she could outsmart me that easily.I relapsed in my sofa, staring at the screen of my phone to track the movement of the tracking device I had put on her while she had been asleep.My mind reverted to the drunken one-night stand. I was beyond surprised when I found out that the drunk lady that I had taken up to my room had been Tamika Fisher, the relationship specialist.“Sir, Stuart and the men have arrived,” Taylor, my personal assistant and aide, said to me from behind the sofa.“Tell them to put her in one of the secure guest rooms and lock the door,” I ordered, putting the phone aside, as I prepared a speech for her. “No beatings or rough handling.”“Yes, sir,” Taylor replied, as he scurried avidly out of the living room.I wanted to get the contract signing over with, as soon as I could do, I could face even more pressing matters. A lot of thi
Two years?Two years of my life seemed so long, looking at those papers. My hands were shaking badly, as I held the pen. I tried my best to keep my tears from soiling the papers but to no avail. “Get on with it already!” Dolph yelled harshly, and impatiently, at me. “You're going to drench the entire contract with tears.” “Alright!” I snapped back at him impulsively. “I'm sorry… I'm just having quite a moment…”“Well, we don't have all day. We also have a wedding to prepare for, and a comeback to plan for.” Dolph retorted with a fierce look in his eyes that made it clear that he wasn't going to let me go anytime soon. I had indeed fallen into a trap. My hands scribbled my signatures immediately on the papers, and handed it right back to him, then dried my tears immediately. I wanted to build my resolve and face the consequences of my actions. “Wipe your tears, sweetheart,” he said, snatching the contract away from my hands. “We have just two years to go…” It was hard holding back
“She tried killing herself…” Taylor’s seemed like a lie to me at that point.“Mr. Martin, I’ll have to call you back…” I said, hanging up before my father could get a reply. My feet hurried after Taylor who was already running out of the room, showing just how serious it was. “Right this way sir…” Taylor said, as though I didn’t know where the room was. “That bitch…” I muttered under my breath, as I wondered what stunt she had tried to pull off that time around. In an instant, I got to the door of the room which was wide open, with two of my men standing by it. The sight before me was nothing short of laughable. “What the heck is this?” I asked, as I kept my eyes on Tamika who was standing on a stool, trying to hang herself with a piece of clothing that she had tied to the chandelier up above. “I told you I would help you get your career back, but I never remembered you showing any interest in theatrics.”“Stand back!” Tamika yelled at me. “That's what she has been screaming ever
The ride to wherever we were going was quiet. Even with the cozy air conditioning in the vehicle, the air between Dolph and I was stifling and sultry. It was almost feeling like I was being suffocated by his presence. We were seated in the backseat, with two of his men in front. They were always clothed in black suits with shades that made them look nothing short of emotionless. “So… where are you taking me?” I finally mustered the courage to ask the pressing question and break the long-standing silence. I turned to Dolph who had his gaze on the view outside the car. “Could you make this seem less like an abduction and tell me exactly where we are going?”“We are going somewhere, where we are sure that the media won’t miss you and I together.” Dolph, most definitely, wasn’t a fan of giving direct answers to my questions. “We are about to create some of the biggest stirs online at Caesar’s place.”“What?” I was finally making sense of why he had been so selective about my dressing for
“What the heck is he doing here?” I questioned myself out loud, as I wondered why everything had to be happening at that moment when I was about making my grand reappearance to the public. Did there have to be a touch of drama to whatever I did?“Who’s he?” Dolph turned, asking with a frown. The first display of protectiveness from him was both cute and scary at the same time. He looked like a lion guarding his territory from an intruding hyena. And a hyena was all I imagined whenever I thought of Randy. All he had done was to leverage on my fame and status to get himself a new girl after he had gotten tired of me. He was a real jerk and more. Why was he suddenly beckoning in me?I couldn’t care less about that. At the moment, I wanted to make him as jealous as I could, as I clung tightly to Michael’s arm. “That’s my stupid ex…” I replied Dolph, holding his arm. “Let’s continue, he’s not important.”With that, I was hoping that Randy would be sensible enough not to pursue me any furt
“Can I have my phone now?” I demanded impatiently, as I itched to see what was going on online, after what had happened at the mall that day. I was sure that there was fire, but then, I wanted to see it for myself.But Dolph seemed carried away by whatever it was that he had his eyes on his phone. He barely looked up at me or paid me any mind. “Are you being serious right now?” I pressed further trying my best to annoy him to the point where he would have no other option but to give in to my demands. “This is my career for crying out loud, I deserve to know what's going on at the moment.”“Tamika Fisher spotted with a new man...” he said, still scrolling through his phone, still without looking up at me. “What the heck is that supposed to mean?” I questioned in annoyance, as he seemed to be intentionally trying to get on my nerves.“That's what's trending right now everywhere,” Dolph said, as he put his phone away and turned his face to the other side of the car. “I will not take the
“Rise and shine, sleepy head.” Dolph’s voice echoed from the door to the other side of the room where I lay, suddenly startling me from my dreams. “Why do you have to wake me so rudely?” I questioned, as I slowly sat up in bed. If only he knew just how restless my night had been, he would have let me sleep the whole day. This was nothing like the way Tamika Fisher began her day. It was usually the gentle chiming of her alarm clock or the kiss of her lover that woke her from her peaceful sleep. But now, she was stuck with the obsessive man who was going to stop at nothing to make her life even more miserable than it already was. It was safe to say that I had become a shadow of myself.“We have a new task for the day which we must begin working on immediately,” Dolph replied, completely ignoring everything that I had just said.“I thought you were a billionaire. Don’t you have a business to run?” I questioned, still angry from having my sleep cut short. “Why do you bother me like I’
I was trying my very best not to panic. But it was hard not to. Why had they come that early and unannounced? The idea had my mother written all over it, as she seemed to have wanted to see what I was like with my woman in the morning. My mother, Kayla Martin had been a therapist at some point. One of her favorite quotes stated that the best time to see how happy a couple was, was the morning. I figured that she was about to use that on me. I felt bad that I hadn’t seen that coming.“What do we do, sir?” Taylor asked, being as shocked as we were. “Their car just pulled over inside here.”“Well, tell the maids to set up breakfast while we get ready,” I ordered, trying to give myself and Tamika some time alone. “Go on now.”He shut the door leaving us both to ourselves. I was faced with the bigger problem of having an unprepared Tamika to face my highly inquisitive parents. “So, what are we going to do?” Tamika finally broke the silence that was settling over the conversation. “I thou