He must have thought that I enjoyed it and that is the reason I didn’t reveal who I am to him. While in his car, driven by his driver, I wasn’t comfortable, because we were not in that relationship for this and his driver seemed to be stealing glances at me.
“I would love it if you stop staring at me and concentrate on driving, to avoid an accident.” I said, trying not to sound harsh or frustrated.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. I’m just curious. For my boss not to be going home with you, did you offend him? My boss doesn’t get angry, easily. It would be best if you tread on paths, carefully, when it comes to him.” His driver said as he took his eyes off me.
“You are rude. One more word from you and I will leave this car.” I said, with gritted teeth.
“I’m sorry, ma’am.”
The driver probably knew that his job would be on the line if I left angrily, because it was certain that Blaze was going to get to the root of the matter and find him at fault. Such a nosy driver.
Then my phone rang and I opened my purse to see who it was. It was my agent, Paul. He must have heard of the news and tried to reach out to be sure that I am okay.
“Hey, Caramel. I heard on the news about Blaze, shot. He was around Gran-jele and you were around there. I hope you didn’t encounter any issue?” he asked, with concern, heard in his voice.
“Yeah, I’m fine, actually. Although, he got shot, while trying to save me from a few men who wanted to get their hands on my body.” I said, trying to let him be assured that I was fine.
“Oh, jeez. I should have gone with you. I’m actually near Gran-jele. Where exactly are you? So, I can take you home.” He said, still with worry, obvious in his voice.
“You do not need to. I’m already near my home.” I said and chuckled slightly, just so his mind can be at rest that I am fine.
I didn’t want him to know that Blaze’s driver was taking me home. That didn’t seem professional to me and anything unprofessional, I was going to let go of, tonight and tomorrow was going to be a fresh beginning.
“Alright. I am sorry I wasn’t there. I’ll see you tomorrow, during your break, at work. For lunch. Agree to that?”
“Yes, I agree to that.”
I was delighted to have lunch with him, but I have already decided that I wouldn’t let it get into my head as I couldn’t allow anything to make what was between us, become unprofessional.
In less than ten minutes, I was back home and I thanked the driver, regardless of how he wanted to frustrate me with his ignorance.
“Caramel!” Lucas hugged me as I entered into the house.
“Oh, brother. Seems you are in such a happy mood to see me, tonight. Spill it!” I said, with a smile as I dropped my purse and sank into the couch.
“Well, I have checked you out and seen that you are fine. So, I’ll get straight to the point. Where is the autograph I asked you to get from Blaze?” He asked, impatiently as he reached his hand out to me.
“Oh, goodness. So, it’s blaze you are after?” I teased, trying to sound jealous.
“Oh, come on. Do not act coy.” He said, closing one of his eyes and reaching his hand out to me the more.
Then I sat up and sat him down.
“Look, I couldn’t get his autograph and I am not certain I would be able to get it, because I am working for Blaze. I am his new coach and it would be absurd for me to ask him for his autograph. That doesn’t look too good, neither does it sound professional.” I said, trying to make him understand me.
“Whoa! You are working for Blaze?” He said, looking at me, excitedly.
“Yes. You are happy about that?”
“Of course. That you are working for a famous tennis player makes me happy. I am certain you’ll be earning big.”
“And I’ll be able to sponsor your education as I ought to.” I said, with a smile as I ruffled his hair.
He was happy and I was glad to see him jump around. Because of him, I wanted to make sure that I got good jobs, to be able to provide all that he needed. Afterall, he was my responsibility and he counted on only me.
That night, I went to my bedroom, thinking about how I met Blaze. That was so not a good first impression I gave as his new coach and it was so not the way I wanted to meet him, at first. Well, I had no choice than to get it off my mind.
I was about to lay down to sleep, when I got a call. Surprisingly, it was Nate, Blaze’s manager. I wondered why he had called me at this time.
“Hi, Miss Caramel. Can we talk a bit, outside? I know it is unprofessional to see me at this time, but if we do not talk now, I am not certain of another opportunity to say this.” He said, over the phone.
It must have probably been a serious issue, for him to have wanted us to see each other, face-to-face. Before I went outside, I went to Lucas’ room to check if he was fast asleep already and he was, making it easier for me to leave, without any delay.
I made sure to lock the door and then walked down to the river bank which wasn’t far from my house. Mr. Nate was there, already, with his back, faced to me.
“Hello, Mr. Nate.” I said, with a smile as I walked up to him.
He turned to me and returned my smile, pleasantly. It made me feel a bit relieved that he wasn’t calling me out to scold me or something else.
“I hope you aren’t annoyed that I called you out at this time, when you should be having your rest, especially that you must have been startled by the gunshot which was directed, unintentionally at Mr. Nightingale.” He said, with a slight smile.
“I’m glad I am okay. I hope Mr. Nightingale got home, safely?” I asked, to show that I was concerned about his health.
“Yes, he is. Thanks for your concern.”
Silence reigned between us and it was becoming awkward because he had called me out for an important conversation and it was only weird to keep quiet, right now.
“Alright, Miss Caramel, I do not know how to put this in a way that you won’t feel like I am placing you on restrictions and all, but I want you to see it as a reminder.” He said, looking at me like he was really trying his best not to say the wrong words.
“I’m all ears and will understand you.” I said, trying to assure him, so he would feel free to speak.
Although, I understood that he had respect for me as I was also a big deal, myself, but it seemed to him that he had to make some things clear.
“I would want you to keep things with Mr. Nightingale, strictly professional. Whatever past you both have had, now that you are his coach, I would love it if you keep everything professional. No matter how he tries to relate with you, especially because I know he is a free person, please try your best to keep it professional. He needs to win this championship as he has always been talking about it.”
It was obvious that Mr. Nate was concerned about him and I was glad about that.
“Well, I understand what you are trying to tell me, Mr. Nate. And I can tell you, I have nothing aside work between Mr. Nightingale and I. I am such a person who doesn’t like when things get unprofessional between I and the people I coach or work with. If you have checked my papers and history, you wouldn’t hear of a scandal between those I work with and i.” I said, confidently, and with pride.
“I know, and I hope I have not offended you with what I have said.”
“No, it’s fine. As his manager, you have to make sure things do not go wrong, so I totally understand you.”
We parted after making sure that things were cool with us and to be honest, I didn’t feel bad, I only felt slightly offended that I was not trusted wholly. I got to the house and found the entrance door, wide open.
“Lucas.” I muttered under my breath, with fear growing inside of me.
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I looked from Stephanie to my Father and felt a little anger rising. "Blaze." My Father called rising to his feet and staring at me like he couldn't imagine he was really seeing me."So, I take it, she's your new wife?" I asked and he looked at Stephanie and nodded.Stephanie rose to her feet looking at me with a smile. To my father, it probably looked like she was trying to look nice but I knew what that smile meant. It was a smile of recognition. She probably felt it was interesting to find out I was her husband's son."Stephanie, meet Blaze, my son. Blaze meet Stephanie." He said but I didn't need that introduction, not because I already knew Stephanie but because I couldn't take my anger anymore.What was he doing here? After all these years? Because I was famous? He didn't know what he was in for."Stephanie, right. She's the lady you left mom for. She was so worth it that you made a child fatherless, she was so pretty that you gave your family sleepless nights. She was so good
I was filled with horror as I wondered why the door was left open. I rushed inside to check on Lucas and with relief, washing through my body, he was sleeping soundly.Then I must have not locked the door as I ought to, since my mind was on what Mr. Nate had to say. I gave myself a knock on my head, because that was a mistake which could end up costing a life.And I wouldn’t be able to bear Lucas, missing. He was one of the reasons I stayed alive when everything was rough for me.Then I went back to my room, had a shower and then slept off immediately I got to the bed. I must have been really stressed and the water which calmed my tensed bones had helped me to sleep soundly.The next day, I woke up, ready to take on the day and prove to Blaze, how professional I can be and I wasn’t going to allow him, sweep me off my feet. There was no time for such.I got ready and then went to the sitting room and met my brother, watching TV while he got ready for school.“You are aware that this i
We looked at the door with her eyes still open wide. Then I regained my composure and sat up. The footsteps didn't stop, they only got louder and I looked at Stephanie who's mouth was slightly open as she looked at me. "Under the bed." I said because that was what she should have done the moment she heard the footsteps instead of staring at me. Then I heard a knock as Stephanie swung her feet down from the bed. I immediately put on my trousers and wiped off the sweat that had formed on my face and body. I watched as Stephanie went underneath the bed completely then went to the door. The knock came again and I opened it. It was my mother. "Blaze. Are you okay?" She asked in concern. "I'm fine Mum, just... Just tell him to get out. Tell him to leave. I don't want to see him tomorrow morning." I said and she sighed. "Blaze. I know you're very angry and frustrated but you should hear him out. He's still your father." She said looking at me with her troubled eyes. "I already did t
Mr. Nate was glad to hear that I had changed my mind."So, it would be nice if we give him a heads up, tonight. Not like I am in a hurry, or sort, but it is best, this way." "I understand. I'll be expecting his reply from you, then.""Yeah, I'll call him right now."A few minutes later, Mr. Nate's call came in and I wondered what could have been Blaze's reply."Well, I have been trying to reach him, but he is not picking up. Maybe tomorrow, we'll sort this out.""Uhm... Can you send me the address, at least?" I asked, hoping to get a view of the house I'll be staying at, with him."Oh, sure!"Not long after we ended the call, I got a text from him and I checked the text. It was Blaze's address. I got up and then went out, heading towards the street, which was a bit far from mine.As I got to Blaze's street, I began to check the house number, but I didn't need to do that for long as I saw Blaze, coming out of the mansion and then he entered his car. He looked angry and i was curious a
BLAZE It felt so nice, seeing the shocked face on my father and his whore, whom he called a wife. “What do you mean? Live in your house? Is she your girlfriend?” My father asked, out of curiosity.“That is none of your business, old man. Tomorrow morning, I want you out of here, or, I will do the unspeakable.” I threatened, with an angry expression.Then I turned to Caramel.“So, I’ll be expecting you, tomorrow.” I said, with a smile on my face and escorted her out.“What just happened in there?” She asked, with curiosity and concern, written all over her face.“Well, I thought you were my coach. My personal life shouldn’t be discussed, isn’t it?”“Of course, until you dragged me into it. Shouldn’t I understand a little of what happened, back there? What if I was confronted, outside?” She asked, looking really concerned.“Then you can tell him who you are to me. But this night, I demanded that you shouldn’t speak a word. Want me to drop you off, or you will ta
CARAMELImmediately I got home, I sat down with my brother, Lucas, to discuss my plans to move in with Blaze. “So, what’s the reason you woke me up for?” He asked me as he rubbed his eyes and then yawned.“Well, I have something to say.”“Which is?” he said, impatiently.“I’ll be moving to Blaze’s house, to coach him until he wins his third championship.” I said, hoping he was going to be fine with it.“Whoa! You mean Blaze Nightingale?” Lucas held a look of surprise as I told him that I would be living with Blaze as his tennis coach until he wins the championship and it made me feel relieved that he could actually not mind that.He had always been supportive of my dreams, and he understood my passion for coaching, when I wasn’t able to become a tennis player, myself. “Yes.” I responded, with a smile.“Whoa! That’s cool. There’s no problem with that! This is just the beginning of a good life. I assure you, I will take good care of myself. Just focus on helpin
BLAZEIt was such a nice time, training with Caramel and I could tell that she was a good coach. It wasn’t going to be bad if I got down with a coach as good as her.“You’re bleeding.” She said, with her eyes, almost bulging out of her socket.“Oh, jeez. I must have overworked that part.” I said as I stood up.“Alright, I think you have to call your home doctor. I am not certain that you have called him, since then.”“Been busy.” He said as he picked up his phone. “But now, I’m doing that. Your wish is my command.” I winked at her.Women always fell for my winks, and I was certain that her heart must have been wavering at that moment. I called my home doctor and in about fifteen minutes, he had arrived.As I sat down with my home doctor, he examined the stab wound on my abdomen, checking for any signs of infection or swelling. To my relief, he declared that it was healing well and that I could resume my training, but not the intense kind.“But I will advise that
CARAMELI couldn't believe what was happening, right now as it was hard to snap out of the shock. As Blaze's car skidded to a halt, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. A moment ago, I was reminiscing the fun time I had. But suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach as I saw the other driver coming at us at a great speed, the car seemed out of control. I hoped for the best, but I feared for the worst.“Oh, my God. Do something, Blaze.” I screamed in fear.He seemed to have been shocked as well and my screams, snapped him out of that. Thankfully, we managed to avoid a catastrophic accident, I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw the other car speeding off into the distance. We were both shaken, but we were safe, and that was all that mattered. Blaze and I sat in silence for a few minutes, processing what had just happened. I couldn't help but think how lucky we were to have escaped unharmed.“Are you okay?” He asked, scrutinizing my body, quickly. “Yeah, I’m fin