The thought of hospitals makes Mildred sick, and she is stuck in one at the moment. The last time she found herself there was when Mark reacted to a new recipe she found online." Do you feel better?" Lindsay who is sitting beside her in bed asked." Yea " She smiled wearily." You will be fine" Lindsay stroke her hair gently.Mildred closed her eyes to rest her mind a bit and was quickly falling asleep when the bubbly Nurse attending to her showed up." The Doctor will be here in a bit" She announced " He is currently talking with your mate" She smiled at Mildred." My mate?"" Her mate?"Mildred and Lindsay said in a sync, turning to look at each other." You are one lucky girl" The Nurse proceeded " Do tell, how did you get him hooked?"The girls couldn't help but stare at her with confusion all over their faces." Umm... When is he coming to see her? I mean her mate" Lindsay inquires." Any moment from now, if you will excuse me" The Nurse turned around and muttered " Don't want
" Any other thing but sleeping with you!"" What happened? I thought you were into me?" " I thought so too" It was only after she blurted this that she realized he was only being sarcastic.He noticed the look of embarrassment on her face when she realized he was only messing with her while she took it seriously." I'm heart broken" He teased.She rolled her eyes and found it strange when he gave a small oblivious smile.That's strange, they were strange. How they switch from strangers to smiling surreptitiously at each other, with her even talking to him freely like he didn't watch Sophie smack her a couple of moments ago, like she wasn't scared when he first showed up here and kidnapped her frien...Oh shit! She is such a traitor, Lindsay will never enjoy any man's company while she suffered elsewhere." I'm saying it again, I won't have sex with you"" Oops! " Hunter smiled on realizing Mildred thought he wanted them to have sex. And instead to clarifying the misconception he deci
The sky dusked with Mark sitting by the window waiting on Mildred, he has been mad at her since his second lesson and had planned to ignore when he gets home. But she wasn't there when he returned which is very unusual, it didn't bother him at first but he has grown restless over the past few hours. He was too worried about her safety that he forgot his grudge.Headlights radiated through the window blinds, making him swiftly get up from the double seater he was resting on. A cab pulled up at their block, and Lindsay came out. She spoke to the driver briefly and ran towards their entrance, he got the door before she could knock." Hey" She smiled. " Sorry for making you worry"" Where is Milly?"" We'll talk about that in the car" She said and added " But she's fine" when she saw the fear in his eyes.Lindsay enters the house and went straight to Mildred's room with Mark trailing behind her." What is going on?" He wouldn't stop asking questions." Time is against us Buddy, grab your
Mildred awoken to a ray of sun piercing through the white blinds that barely concealed the skycrapers outside the Penthouse, she gently sat up and was hit by the sweet smell of coffee. A maid in Black ad white outfit pulled in with a tray, she looked around and secretly pinched herself to be sure in wasn't a dream." Good morning Miss" The maid greeted and kept the tray by her side." Where am I?" " The future Lycan King's Penthouse" The future Lycan King. She repeated. Why does everything suddenly gets so hard to assimilate, Hunter pulled in wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts.Mildred looks aways and tried to hide under the duvet on seeing him." Please Excuse us" He said to the maid who left immediately.He throws a bag on the bed, she looks up to See it was and screamed when she found her clothes in there. That was when the thin nightie she was putting on registered in her brain." What did you do to me" " Don't be dramatic, just get your stuff and leave"She glares at him
I am sitting almost motionless before the mirror, my eyes are being carefully outlined with a black eyeliner. Dele is intentional about it, he said they are my most outstanding feature and gateway to having a grip on any man. He asked me to know when to be confident and when to be shy while interacting with Ian Blakely, I shouldn't respond to everything. Mystery is attractive, and giving the American I will be meeting with in a few hours a bit of it will make the task easier. All these instructions were cluttered in my head without leaving any room for me to absorb the beauty of America.It is my first time here, and probably the last, my friends and I are on a mission to stop an infamous drug Lord from..." Chin up" Dele instructed as he used the butt of a lip liner to gently run a plain lip gloss around my lips. I gently rubbed my lips against each other to make the oil even and smooth.Ebuka joined us in the room, he is looking impatient as his reflection towered over me in the mi
POLLEN’S POV As soon as my mother’s car parked directly in front of our small apartment and came to a halt, I did not spare the slightest chance to jump out of it. I began to walk back into the house, ignoring her calls. “Pollen, Hey! Get back here!” I hastened my pace as I heard her alight from the car and slam the rickety car door. Her voice drew closer to me. “Are you crazy? Where do you think you’re going?” My mother’s voice hollered again as she tried to catch up with me. In no time, I was in the house. And as I walked into the living room, my younger sister; Laura, was sprawled carelessly across one of the old cushions. She was eating from a bag of Doritos. She raised her gaze to me, a bland, nonchalant expression written all over her face. I ignored her annoying ass and was about to make my way into the room, already mentally planning on shutting myself indoors for the rest of the day to save myself from mother’s troubles. But I was unlucky this time, my mother caught up
POLLEN’S POV The next day, when I finally returned home after a long day outside to avoid my mother’s troubles, I walked into the living room to see her seated on the cushion with a small printed piece of paper in her hand. She raised her gaze to meet mine as soon as she noticed me walk in. “Where have you been?” She asked with a raised brow. “The city park” I replied, trying the best I could to act nonchalant. “Whatever.” She rolled her eyes and threw the paper towards me. I eyed the paper and moved my honey-brown eyes back to her and finally back to the paper again before crouching down to pick it up. After straightening my frame, I proceeded to read the content of the paper. Chyna. Twenty-five. Accountant. Studied at Harvard University. A sportsperson. Date spot: Blu Restaurant, Thursday night. 7pm on the dot. A confused frown crossed my face as I read the details of the paper, and I lifted my gaze back to my mother again. “What is this supposed to be?” “Your Aunt has help
RAYMOND’S POV I watched my reflection in the mirror as I arranged my black tuxedo. My dark, slightly messy hair, which refused to budge as always, left me with no choice but to lay it down with my hands. I exhaled deeply as I gave myself one last look in a mirror, the thought of going on a blind date with some lady weighs down on my shoulder like a rock. On a usual day, I would never be caught having a ridiculous date with just anyone, or accepting my mother’s offer to find me a wife. But here I was, all thanks to my Late Grandfather. Last week, Grandfather’s long awaited Will finally arrived, and the lawyer had revealed the most ridiculous idea ever. The Will stated that he would only hand the family’s company to any of his grandchildren who gets married and conceives a child first. Automatically instigating a silly competition between my cousin —Mark, and I. Since we were the only grandchildren that he had. But then again, I did not allow my rage to gain control of me. I was not