Tina shrugged " I don't have a problem with that" she replied and Jordan started the car. On their way to Duro's Mansion, they both cracked jokes, laughed and smiled along.
Eventually Jordan arrived at the gate of the Mansion. Tina was mesmerised by the beauty of the house. The gate itself cost a fortune.
"Are you Senator Duro's son?" Tina asked, surprised. She just remembered that Jordan's last name was Duro.
" Yeah...is there a problem?" Jordan asked, driving past the gate towards the garage. She didn't know he was related to the Senator?
"Yeah..nope" Tina stammered. He is from such an influential family and yet does the work of a detective?
" If
There was silence that followed. Tina felt her eyes teary at his words. What made him obsessed was his love, not entirely because he blamed himself for her death like Isabella told her.He couldn't quite accept the fact that his love was gone. He couldn't take it off his mind that he was never going to see her again in this life.She wished he would love her half like he loved Rachel. She desired to be loved by a man that much. She wants to know the feeling of being loved.She sniffled and that attracted Jordan. He turned her to face him. Why is she sobbing? Tina bowed her head,she didn't want him to see her teary eyes.She turned to walk away,at least that would help her to clean her tears but Jorda
It was a bright Saturday morning and Jordan Duro was at his gym. When not in the field, he would be nowhere other than his gym.He is broad chested with six pack muscles on a slim waist and belly muscle. His arms were having some scars portraying he had been in some dangerous situation.Jordan is a 29 year old young man and a citizen of Newtown city. He is tall with a height of 6.5 inches. His long hair reached his shoulders which he tied up in a ponytail.He has a protruding eyeball, and a V- shaped jaw line. His nose pointed on a thin pinkish lips.He kept boxing the air bag, and though panting, he was still doing his exercise. His jogas were soaked in sweat but he persisted.
JORDAN'S POVAs Soon as I arrived at my family home in Abuja, I longed for my daughter like I hadn't seen her in years.The longing was making me glancing at the door at intervals until mum eventually sent someone to fetch her.When my daughter Jora arrived, she looked taller than the last time I saw her. Her hair was blonde exactly like Rachel's and long as well.She is the spitting image of Rachel and each time I see her, it makes me feel like I am staring at my wife.How can someone look so much like her mother? She has my eyes, that I already know but besides that there was no other thing I could count on.
A young beautiful woman was stepping out of the airport with a dark shade on her face. She looked around and saw the city, still the same city she left seven years ago.Same people, same activities, same busy and bustling movement in the city. There were a few great architectural buildings. Some renovation and the hard work of the country's President was enviable.As she walked closer to the taxis, a young man walked over to her "Miss Smith" he called and Tina paused, looking at him.She was having this expressionless face and looked at the fellow who just called her by her last name. The fellow must have known her so well."It's me Biodun," The young man introduced himself. He wasn't happy with the
JORDAN'S POVI was dazed at Jora's question. Was she eavesdropping on my dad and I's conversation? How did she know that Dad isn't happy that I married her mum?I stared at her and forced a smile. Of course I wasn't going to tell her the truth, not because I wanted to lie to her but such a thing as dislike for her mother by her grandfather shouldn't be known to her." How can you say that baby? Your grandfather loves your mum.." I was telling her when she threw my hands off her shoulders.She walked a few distance from me and crossed her arms around her chest " You are lying to me daddy. You don't love me anymore right? How can you treat me like a little baby?" Jora reprimanded me.
CLARA'S POVI had wanted to discuss it with my son for a long time. But I don't know how to go about it. I know his personality and what he wants and accepts.But I couldn't keep quiet and watch. I want my son to be happy just like every mother would.It's been years now after the death of Rachel and Jordan isn't thinking about finding himself another woman.I know he loves Rachel and she felt great about him as well. But he can't keep living like this.Five years have passed and Jordan has not stopped thinking about Rachel. I know in his line of duty, getting married might be optional.But I
Next morning, Jordan decided to take his daughter out after breakfast. Just to spend some time together and visit places.They arrived at the amusement park and Jora saw other children playing around happily in Company of their parents.She stood and admired them. She wants to play around too and mix with other children. She unknowingly tucked on Jordan.Jordan saw her eyes, glued to the children running around the swirling wheel. He whispered"do you want to join those children?"Jora held her father's palm and gave it a little squeeze. She looked up at him and nodded. She smiled and Jordan squatted." Now, if you must play with those ch
JORDAN'S POVI suspect everyone I don't know or remember crossing paths with . When I saw a lady get close to my daughter, I took a few strides and arrived behind her.I couldn't strike but waited to see what she was up to. Jora was smart like I educated her.She didn't say anything to the lady nor kept her smile. She drew backwards when the latter squatted in front of her.She identified a stranger like I had told her in the past, never to go carefree or smiling to a stranger.A stranger might be there to harm her. She must be careful and apply wisdom and distance first before defending herself.&