Chapter 010|Her father's daughter
She strolled out of her room to have a second opinion of her clothing choice since it was 5:30 am and she still had a lot of time to spare. Especially as she starts work at 8.
"Wow." Chucks whispered, his eyes wide in surprise as he gave her a quick appraisal from head to toe, his eyes trying to take in the transformation.
He was on the porch, his hand around a mug full of coffee and his eyes which were on his computer, now on her.
"You look like one of those working-class, disciplined women on magazines. You normally don't laugh, so it isn't hard to shimmy into this new job description."
She scowled at him.
He abandoned his cup of coffee, but yet kept it beside him.
"That is it.. the air of a confident ruthless assistant to the Governor. Least I forget as your manager, I am entitled to 10% of that income among other miscellaneous benefits." He said with such dramatic flair, that earned him a chuckle from her.
Someone clears his throat behind them.
It was Chidi, beside him was Kehinde.
"Just like Young, So damn stubborn," Chidi whispered, his eyes shining with pride.
"Thank you, besides I seek to impress, Uncle Chidi." A smug grin on her face, as she turned towards them.
"That was not a compliment, you knucklehead."
"Why can't you be more docile, less strong-headed," Kehinde complained, his eyes clouded with worry, as he stared at the woman in front of him, that was once a girl who cried because she was made to practice when a Barbie cartoon collection was being shown on Tv.
"I am my father's daughter and a Native. Besides, I learn from the best. You both and my uncle. Being docile is not an option."
He beamed.
"At the courtyard, in the meeting room as you spoke to Obinigwe. As you addressed us all, with such flair, such authority. I realized, amongst other members that you are not our little girl anymore. You are a woman. a strong fierce woman who can take on anything and anybody. It is time to stop protecting you from yourself, your destiny. You are the crown now and we are at your service. Always at your service." Kehinde said and then enclosed her into a bone-crushing hug which she didn't see coming.
He released her, a tensed smile on his face after she patted his back twice, awkwardly.
Nobody showed a sign of affection in the Native. It was regarded as a weakness so she never learned how to reply to an open show of affection like a hug.
"I know you are all grown up now, but I can't help it. I will call you every 10 minutes. You don't need to say a word, just pick the damn call and let me hear your steady breathing. If I call and you don't pick up, that will be a cue for me to come to the capitol building. You get me?" Chidi sternly asked.
She raised her brow at his tone.
"Sorry, Sir. But you do get the drill?"
She rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I will take your call every 10 minutes and breath into my phone, no that is not weird at all." She said heading to the door. "Chucks I will give you 10% of my salary, just don't splurge it on more tech gadgets. The miscellaneous benefits will have to be discussed and Yes, I will also call, if I need help though I doubt that. Everyone happy now?"
"From here to the capitol building will take 30 minutes. You can take one of the cars at the driveway." Kehinde said, throwing the key to the Team garage at her, which she timely caught.
She grinned. She had always wanted to try out one of those cars, but her uncle had always insisted it wasn't the right time.
"I love my job." She whispered with a goofy grin that made Kehinde shake his head amused.
"You know you are the crown now, you have more rights to them."
"You will always have rights over me, regardless of titles and who wears the ring." She mumbled glancing at him, "Never forget that."
Immediately she left, Kehinde frowned, his lips pursed, as he fought the urge to bring her back.
"You guys know that she went to work not to get crucified on a stake, she will be fine." Chucks whispered, not getting why they both had that look on their face like she was heading for a death sentence. An expression they never had on their face even when she ventured on her risky assignments, even the deadliest of them all.
When she had sealed a deal with a ruthless Caucasian gangster. Yes, maybe Sir Young had called her way too many times and Kehinde had promised to kill her if she ends up dead, but nobody was this paranoid.
Chidi took Kehinde's hand, and then made him look at him. "We can't protect her forever Kehinde. She should learn how to protect us rather. It is now or never. How can the team believe in her, if we don't? She is the crown and Young has never been a wrong judge of character, she will come back safely, she has to."
"Let's just pray she survives a day at work without being fired, so she doesn't come back too early now. Shall we?"
They both glared at him.
He nodded and continued programming the app, he just started working on. Coding and stuff. This was the smartest resourceful video game he could partake in.
***
There was hush silence as Jasmine entered her office she co-owned with four of the other assistants, after being given a head start on what is expected of her which included Taiwo's Schedules.
They must have been talking about her, she assumes, and seeing her, she could decipher the pity in their eyes for her.
They knew that she had already lost her job, even before it began.
Jasmine moistened her now dry lips with her tongue, getting up from her seat to finally meet the man, she has recently spent all her time fantasizing about killing.
"Come in." A deep husky voice, whispered as she knocked on the door.
She paused and then pushed the door open wanting to get it done with already.
His pictures online, seeing his outline at the club, nothing came close to what he looked like up close, nothing had done justice to The devastatingly handsome cold stare on his face, his long elegant leg that he drummed on his laps. He had dimples, she had seen it in one of his pictures, and had expected that it will make him less intimidating, maybe cute but she couldn't excuse his dark Aura that sent chills down her spine.
There was nothing remotely cute about the man she was standing in front of. He was dark-skinned, the perfect Alpha male. Nobody should be this handsome and still be powerful. It was unfair!
His lips curled in disdain, as he stared at her like she was gum under his expensive Italian pair of shoes.
"What are you gaping at for so long?" He snapped, angry that he had also been given another inefficient bastard and worst, she was the type that drools.
She narrowed her eyes at him, partly glad that his attitude made him an easier person to hate, and convinced she can't work for a man like him, she decided to give him a piece of her mind. Chucks will just have to find another way.
"I don't know, just wondering why your office decor is so drab and your walls look like you had a hospital in mind." She retorted referring to his pale white empty walls and the ridiculous thought that the only decor in his big office was the Nigerian flag and a picture of the president.
His ridiculously big office felt intimidating with nothing that made it feel more humanly inhabited, he knew the effect of his cold office. He deliberately made it so but nobody has ever called him out on it, so the audacity of the woman that just commented about it and in such a tone intrigued him.
He was good at poker face but Jasmine could see the hint of a surprise that creep into his eyes. That got his attention.
"Who are you?" He asked, his eyes accessing her sharply.
"Miss Jasmine Bolanle, Your Assistant, who will be lasting for more than a week."
Chapter 011|You have usTaiwo stared at the curvaceous beautiful woman in front of him, who had a daring and very arrogant attitude that both intrigued and amused him. She had in not more than 5 minutes made him actually see her. She was a nice surprise to him because you don't get to see a woman with such a cocky and smug grin every day. He hates to know that she won't last too because well, no one has but being a Governor most times could get boring, especially when you have the same boring schedules, the same pre-planned meetings with people you can't stand the sight of, but have to act cordially with for the camera. "Your conference call with the commonwealth chairman is in Ten minutes. Your mails have been separated from and compiled into three categories, treat as urgent, love messages, and Friends, relatives, and acquaintances mails." She informed him, about to leave. "Miss Bolanle," he called out.
Chapter 012|I crave to spill his blood"I'm sorry, Sir. It is just that__" "Taiwo the Governor is a Mark I'm set on killing not just because I was sent to, not because it was an instruction I was supposed to carry out even without asking questions but because it is a need. I crave to spill his blood. And if I never retreated from killing other faceless marks that I never bothered to find out their crimes, yet his I have stuck in my damn head why do you think I'll ever fucking retreat just because he is a glorified walking dead in Power?" "I'm sorry." His voice was firm and curt. He wasn't scared of her anymore. There was respect but the scare was over which she found puzzling. What has he been scared of? Her or the thought that her intentions have changed. "So," he swallowed, "What is the status of your operation?" She swiveled in her chair remembering the hardly eventful time
Chapter 013|Some lives are more precious than othersJasmine rushed towards Taiwo's desk the minute he was out thankful that he was finally leaving the office with her in it. Her gaze met the webcam directly facing his mahogany desk precautionarily because although she had already been planning this for a long time with Chucks who was already with a pre-recorded video of Taiwo's empty office which by infiltrating the capitol's security wall, he would make to be seen rather than her snooping around. She grinned widely noting the red beeping light was off, and although she was aware of Chucks' genius, she had been a bit scared that he just might not be possible to gain access to them but once again Chucks was proving to her how insanely good he was with his gadget and though pride squeezed her heart she couldn't help the anxiousness and worry that followed knowing that he was way farther from normal. It was a conflicting fee
Chapter 14|Kill me and hide my body?She shook her head, surprised to see a pistol, hanging out from Taiwo's jacket as he hurriedly came in. It was unlike him to be so forgetful and careless about such little details. The man was a symbol of composed and cold himself. Aside from the fact that he was 10 minutes late, which was unlike him, he looked really worried. "Good morning," she greeted, as chirpy as a bird. "Good morning Miss. Bolanle." He whispered, giving her a thankful nod as she offered him a cup of coffee. No sugar, no milk. She read about his likes and dislikes more than once. So much that her employee manual now has ears at its edges. He seemed disturbed and she could see through his cold demeanor, that he was on the brink of losing it. "You will want to tuck in your gun if I were you. Not the least ideal for an employee to se
Chapter 016|Even the Devil was once an AngelSo, the more she looked with that thought in her head, the image in front of her was beginning to morph and soon, she didn't notice a man that had such a beautiful grin he hid perhaps because he knew the effect it had on people and kind of make him human but she could see him as an ice King that was once a boy. Vulnerable, unloved, scared. He wasn't the Governor then and didn't wield so many powers. She just needed to remind him of how much he wanted to feel something rather than focus on him now that didn't feel anything at all because, for all she knew, a heart still beats inside this dear man, this moment confirms it, all she needed was to remind it and teach it how to beat faster because after all, even the Devil was once an Angel. They drove back to the capitol in absolute silence.***Jasmine dropped the complaint document Taiwo had ordered her to file against the government sch
Chapter 017|He needs a therapist, not youIt was past closing hours but Jasmine had stayed behind to work on a drafted contract that she was meant to submit the first thing on Taiwo's desk for his signatures. As she worked, she hummed softly. Her hands stilled on her system as she felt his presence before she saw him. His lurking intimidating aura demanded attention. His guards were down, probably because he had not expected her to still be in the office or he was way tired to pretend but, whichever it was it gave her a glimpse of Taiwo behind his office because at that moment he looked his real 28 years of age and slightly even more vulnerable. She stood up, meeting his gaze. She could perceive the unmistaken stench of the alcoholic beverage, Tequila. Interesting, Drinking too. His eyes drank in her every movement like a predator to prey as she tried to grasp what was happenin
Chapter 018|Untill I take everything I give himHis eyes were on a book but his mind was in on a reckless search. Ever since the one time slip he had with his assistant, Jasmine, he has never been himself. A part of him wanted her to reject his offer, stare into his eyes, and tell him how delusional and wrecked she thinks he was to even preposition such an offer. Another part of him just wanted her, had wanted her from the very first time he had set his eyes on her. The very first day she had entered his office, confidence in her eyes, defiance in her tone. Normally on Friday evenings, he should be calling one of his standby girls, he should be booking a hotel and a room with another name, he should be ball deep into another woman allowing her to free him momentarily of the stress and thoughts, but still so much in control that he knows how to grab a gun if he suspects foul play. &nb
Chapter 019|Love just makes things tardy and messyHe nods at her, a silent approval and immediately she lowered herself to the seat in front of her. He dropped the book with a huff almost immediately giving up his pretense which was by the way so unconvincing. "Before you tell me your answer I need to let this all out. Friday night, was a big mistake, I don't kiss ever. What we are going to be having is just sex, kissing makes it too intimate. Secondly, I must always be in control, always and I don't give heads ever__" Her lips curved into a smug grin mentally, she was a virgin, not a prude, and know what heads meant and had an idea why a man like him can never go down on any woman, he will be lowering his guard, bending down in front of her, sacrificing his ego and worshipping her body. ".. I should always be in control, I have to. And lastly, one of the rules most of my sex partners have failed in keeping is