Derrrick’s POVIf I was told I could feel anger to this extent, I would have doubted it. I have never been so angry at anyone not to talk of myself. I was so angry at myself. I was angry at Naomi for making me angry at myself and I was angry at Emily – her loyal friend. But mostly, I was angry at that Desmond guy for running my morning and in turn my whole day. Why did he have to come at that time when everything was going smoothly with Naomi. She was already warming up to me.“Good day, brother. What’s tickling your pants?” Diana was at the bar with two wine glasses in front of her. I moved to the bar, picking up one glass and pouring all the content in my mouth. She narrowed her eyes at me. “What’s happening to you? You have been moody these days, and you have been consuming alchol more than you do.”I only groaned which made her more curious. “Is it business? Are you losing some kind of big deals that I have no idea about?”If it was business, I would not be having headaches
Surprise was an understatement. I am more than surprised by the flower I received early this morning. I have never been gifted flowers because I have never been courted properly but what ws more surprising was the sender of the flowers. When I received it, all my thought was that it was from Desmond. I had smile and thanked the delivery man, thinking about how right Emily was. I really needed a man in my life. Then, I picked the note attached to the flower and it fell from my hand.I knew I destroyed our homeAnd I broke you.I want you to know that I’m not perfectAnd I want to make our home again,Better this time.DBI knew Derrick’s intials, but what was more surprising was that in our two years of marriage, Derrick hd never gifted me anything. He believed everything I needed was in the house.Perceiving the flower, I smiled against it. This was the first gift I was receiving from him and I will cherish it. I placed it in the pot near my working place, smiling at it whenev
Derrick’s POVThis was the third flower I was sending to Naomi in just a day and I really hope it’s all working the way Ricky said. I have never done anything to please a woman in my life. There were always ready to satisfy me. At least, I took the fact that none of my flowers were returned as good news.The beeping of my office line got my attention as I picked it up. “Sir, a Miss Drivels is here to see you.”Miss Drivels. I tried to recall if I know anyone by that name but I keep coming back blank. Maybe it was one of the blonds I had met in Naomi’s absent.“Let her in.”The line went dead and soon a lady came in. She was beautiful with her slim body; curvy hips and she had the height to maintain her long slender leg. Her face was not familiar, there was no way I would have met a lady like her and not remember her face. I waited for my body to respond to her beauty and revealing legs in her short gown, but there was nothing.“How can I be of help to you, Miss Drivels?”She
Naomi's POV"I want to invite you to dinner."I must have heard him wrong. There was no way Derrick Boone would invite me to a dinner date with him. If he did, then pigs have started flying. Although, he had been doing a lot of strange things recently but asking me out is out of it. He was different from the man I was married to but that doesn't mean I would just accept his invitation."Why should I?"He looked like a kid whose favourite toy got stolen. "I told you. I want you back in my life and I want to make it up to you."Who is this guy and what has he done to the Derrick I know? The last time I had suggested going with him to a dinner party. He had that a lot. Sometimes, it's a lunch party. Sometimes, charity parties. There was always one party or another to go to. I was bored out of my head from reading and just playing wife at home. I was young and needed fun in my life. I wanted to attend one of those parties - mainly out of curiosity - because Derrick always comes back late
Derrick's POVI had always been regarded as the life of the party but at the moment I felt as if I don't have a life not to talk about being the life of a party. I sat in a corner drinking my wine slowly while trying to take in the scene before me. Everyone was grinding. They all had a partner who came with them to the party, and most were kissing and about to get a room upstairs. It was supposed to be a business meeting, whereby you make new connections, and seal old deals with old connections. But, it seem I was out of tune with the term of the party. I was sexually deprived. Ever since I heard of Naomi's return I had abstained from sex, not because I wanted to but because nothing in the skirt department apart from Naomi was doing it for me. I was still trying to get myself drunk when I laid my eyes on the fucker that came to Naomi's house. What a surprise! I had no idea we roamed the same social circle and it was my first time seeing him. He sat at the bar, and a redhead slim la
Naomi's POVI was getting used to the flowers sent by Derrick and I was expecting more flowers from him. Suddenly, the flowers stopped coming. I already dedicated a room for his flowers alone. Dean also played in the room whenever he likes. He said, he loves the smell of the room. I also loved it. Sometimes, if I was out of inspiration, I just sit in the room and take care of the flowers. It was one of my new favourite things to do. Then instead of flowers, he sent books. I almost screamed. He sent one of my favourite books, the first edition. I had no idea how he knew the book but at the front, he wrote.I hope you end up with me,Just like she ended up with him.The Derrick I knew did not give two shits about books. So, how did he know about what happened in the books? I treasured the book and added it to a new column in my library. I was humming and highly inspired to start a new story when another knock distracted me. I was hoping it was another boom from Derrick.
Derrick's POVI guess getting to know someone better through their friend was easier. Emily let me in on a lot of things I should have known about Naomi and made it easier for her to stop looking at me as if she wanted to murder me. We weren't that close now but she was way friendlier than she was when I first knocked on her door. Dean was seated opposite me. We were playing a game, and I couldn't help but notice how similar he was to me. I guess getting closer to his mother also made him stop hating me. "I got it." he smiled while putting the animal in the puzzle box. I smiled at his innocence; I had seen that when we started playing the game. I only pretended not to see it and he believed that. Children would always be children and for the first time, I was imagining what it would look like to have a child. What would a child with Naomi look like? The thought brought a smile to my face.“Why are you smiling?” Dean frowned. “You should be angry that I won.”The smile on my face
NAOMI'S POVFor some reason, someone out there thought it was fun to play with my sanity. Apart from the picture of the beheaded Dean, I had received images on my phone. Sometimes, it was the image of us both going out with Dean’s picture cancelled with an x. I have seen those sorts of things a lot in a movie and I knew it meant Dean was whoever was doing this target. I was bothered and losing my sanity that I could barely sleep out of the fear that someone out there might hurt Dean. Why Dean of all people? If the target was me. I would be more at ease than this. Other times, it was his picture or a video of him playing with other kids in his classroom. Sometimes it was him and Emily. I had thought of reporting it to the police but it might only annoy whoever was doing this and may put Dean in more danger. That was the only reason I was keeping it to myself. I didn’t tell Emily and I told Emily almost everything happening to me. “I think it’s been a long time since we went ou