"Ma'am, you have a visitor."      The tiny voice of one of the female maids, cut into Janelle's imagination and her hand stopped mid air while trying to get another design.       She was going to design her own ball gown to wear after her church wedding, but the image kept getting blurry the more she tried to get it out. She turned to face the slim mid -twenties ebony beauty and blinked. It was a Saturday and she had made up her mind to stay in today and focus on her designs. There was still a while lot of dresses to make and she needed to make it up before her wedding. At least, that's why she had left all her wedding plans in the hands of a wedding planner. She glanced from her maid to the blank page with her lips forming an 'O' sign. Her neck ached and only God knows why.       She winced, placed her palm

        Tope smiled at the female figure walking up to her table and sat up straight in pride as she watched the lady glare at her while sitting opposite her."Hi. Care for a drink?" Tope said with a provoking smirk."Shut up. Why did you call me here? You know how I detest seeing you."Tope scoffed. "Oh, please. You and I both know that I detest seeing you too, so the feelings are mutual, baby girl.""What do you want? I already told you that, I don't want to see you again.""Oh, but it will be very hard to get rid of me so easily, don't you think?" She said, smiled and ran her fingers in invisible circles at the rim of her wine glass.She looked up at the lady and laughed. "Oh, chill. I'm not going to kill you, am I?"The lady chuckled, looked down at the table, shook her head and loomed back up at Tope."Honey, you should be the scared one here. You're playing with fire. If you don't kno

            "Are you fucking shitting with me right now?!" Candace exclaimed, earning stares from nearby customers who then shook they heads, passed curious glances and went back to what they were doing.        Janelle shrugged and stirred her drink, looking rather bored with the drink and equally disgusted by it. Candace reached out to hold her hands. "Oh my God. Who would do something like that? Does he have any enemies?"Janelle sighed. "I don't know, Candy. I don't think he does. He was a very wonderful man. And maybe he has competitors. You know how these business world is?""Sure. Babe, I'm sorry. I'll do anything to help. What about the picture? Have you taken them to the police?"Janelle nodded. "Yes, I have. I–" Her cellphone rang and she looked down at it with surprise written on her face. "Hello, James.""How are you?"

              She was completely lost in her own world, tracing invisible lines on the tattoo at the left side of his chest while they lay on the floor in silence. What just happened was something none of them had dreamed would happen. And not now. At least she's sure he was thinking the same thing because even after that passionate lovemaking in his living room, no one was saying anything. How had a simple discussion about designs led from funny to jealous then passionate all of a sudden? Janelle should have been sleeping with James. But she had never slept with James since she got engaged to him and one part of her only wanted to paint this picture with the sexually frustrated brush.           Denzel chuckled and she lifted her gaze at him. He smiled down at her. "I should be hanged." He said to her. She smiled, then laughed and that was enough to rais

          Breakfast was quiet and boring as usual. The only time this morning ritual gets way livelier was when she was eating with her friends. And that only happened on rare occasions is she happened to visit them while they were eating and not the other way round.         Catherine wasn't the kind who entertained friends during breakfast. Especially Janelle's friend, Tara. The woman thinks Tara is bad influence but Janelle thinks otherwise. Just because someone is free spirited, doesn't make them a bad influence. Catherine looked up from her tea and smiled at Janelle."I found Nana in your bed this morning. I didn't want to wake you up since you were actually sound asleep. I guess yesterday's events wore you out?" She asked.Janelle shrugged. "I guess.""So, why was she in your bed instead of hers?"Janelle looked at her mother. "Mum, it is not a strange