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The same day at Minister Bratva's mansion.In the huge luxurious Bratva mansion in Washington, D.C. Only the sounds of the cutleries could be held in the huge dining room. After some time, Mr. Bratva used the white serviette and cleaned his lips. He stood up, looked at his precious daughter, and squinted his eyebrows lines appeared on his white forehead. He cleared his throat to get their attention, he looked at his wife before shifting his eye back to his daughter."Mandy after dinner, make your way to my study room." She nodded while eating the food in her mouth.Getting a glare from her dad, she swallowed the food in her mouth before responding in words." Yes, dad."Immediately Mr. Bratva turned around to leave the dining room. A hint of excitement embraced Mandy's face."Mum, finally my dream is about to be fulfilled." She looked at her mother who sat beside the empty chair her father just left. Looking at her daughter's excited face. A chuckle left her beautiful lips. She dr
Later that evening Different diversity of cars drove into Mr. Wilson's mansion. Prominent men and women from different places and different fields and calibers trop in. The uncalled-for party was sudden four days before the celebration.Many were not aware of the reason for the party. Wilson family has always been a very powerful family but always in a low key. Due, the media still gets a hold of some of their news yet their low profile for many years, has always made everything happening to them secret among the households.The big castle was grandly decorated and lit. From the big gate of the mansion to the castle and its surroundings. As people made their way into the venue of the celebration, the workers well-dressed directed people to the supposed places they will sit. Waiters filled the venue with different drinks serving. The slow music played out as people mingled around. It was very rare for them to come into the Wilson castle for any celebration. Some of them were the Wil
"Lina Lina Lina." Imagine, when you are in a deep sleep and this kind of noise wakes you up."Lina, Lina!" I heard the annoying voice again. I grunted and picked up a pillow to cover my head. I closed my eyes to resume my beautiful sleep."Nana open the door." The knock on my door was getting intense. "Hum." I throw away the pillow angrily on the floor and sat up from the bed. I yawned still feeling sleepy yet someone with two heads in fifteen years has refused to let me sleep. I look outside the parted curtains and noticed it was ready another day but probably still early. The weather was not yet bright."Nana, open this door." I sighed and stood up from the bed, walking towards the door. I unlocked the door before I could open the door, the door was forcibly opened and before, I knew what was happening, I was pulled out of the room without a word.Surprised and angry, I pulled away and forcefully removed the hands holding my wrist.I looked at my best friend in anger. She is the o
"What is happening here?" I winked at matilda. With our sign language, we knew what to do next."Nothing mum, Merry Christmas." We screamed grinning and showing her our front teeth."Merry Christmas to you two," she said with a smile but her face turned serious in a second." You girls should start explaining? What is happening here?" She glared at us."Nothing mum," I replied with the most beautiful smile, I could give out at that moment."Nothing mum, everything is okay," Tilda explained, seeing that she didn't believe me."Okay? Why are your eyes red?" "Nothing mum, we were shearing tears of joy. This is the first time we all are spending the Christmas season together for a long time." Matilda lied. She looked at us, not believing what she said but regardless. The mother in her took over everything."Come here, you two." She said and spread her arms. With a fake smile, we moved forward hugging her. Being in her arms was like being in the arms of a mother, which she is. Her warm han
It has been five days after Christmas, I couldn't forget the fun we had that day, I will be lying if I say that I wasn't Graceful. I had fun that day and so was everybody. The smiles on our faces were like no other. It was a Christmas to remember.For the first time, since Amanda's death, I have seen that life hasn't lost its colour.A smile made a way to my face remembering my uncle Obama's behaviour like a child that day, gone was his quiet and authoritative nature.The way he looked at Evelyn and smiled at her even when she is not looking at him. For the first time, I want a man to look at me that way, thinking about that my mind drifted back to one handsome Greek god.Pain shot through my heart remembering his engagement."Nana, we are already late. What are you still doing inside your room." Hearing Milly's voice brought me out of my thought. I wonder why I feel like someone has collected what belonged to me when we don't even know each other apart from our night together which wa
I took a deep breath as I looked at the skyscraper. It is already three weeks after the new year event. I was given one week to resume my work after the new year celebration.It has been almost a week since I resumed work yet whenever I stepped into this place, it seems I'm stepping into a lion's den. I can't deny the ominous feeling I get whenever I'm inside the building.I'm always nervous, I looked at the tall skyscraper and took a deep with a smile "Remember who is Lina? You have to do this as always." I murmured under my breath before holding my black bag tightly. I walked confidently inside the building."Good morning miss lina." "Good morning miss nona." I greeted the receptionist back with a smile before walking into the elevator.I work on the 47 floors since the building is up to the 58 floors. The elevator was quite empty, and I wondered why. I shrugged my shoulder and pressed the elevator to my floor.I looked at my appearance in the glass mirror in the elevator with a s
"Miss Lina, why are you late?" His masculine golden voice brought me out of my thought. I quickly composed myself and straighten up."I'm sorry sir, I wasn't aware of the meeting...." "I'm sorry for her mistake, she is new here. And as the HOD (head of design.)of her department. Her not being informed about it is also my fault so please spare her once this time sir." Mrs Gina cut me off and took the blame on herself. I was surprised was an understatement of what I felt. I looked at Tracey and I could see a look of surprise flash across her eyes.With the rumour, I heard about her when I came in here. I started doubting whether it was trueEven one within and outside the department knew her as someone who won't take shit and irresponsibility from anyone."I never asked you, Mrs Gina. Miss Lina's attitude has nothing to do with you." My heart beat in its ribcage. I felt...His brown chocolate orb eyes stared back at me intensely."Miss Lina should know the rules of this place as she ha
I watched as he picked it up and smirked: " Hello grandma." His voice was gentle as he said that while looking at me. I leaned back on the swirl chair wondering what I should be doing as he was busy with his call."Grandma, you are back?" His always emotionless voice held unnoticeable excitement in it. His words made me look up and look at him, but unable to hold his long and intent stare even while on phone, I bit my lips and looked away.I wonder what in God's name is wrong with me? Why do I always feel nervous and have unknown emotions? What is this feeling for?"Brian relax, don't bother to pick me up moreover, I'm already on my way to the estate." I looked at him again, this time when I heard the voice of the person on the other side. Her voice seems strangely familiar but regardless, I'm unaware of where I have heard that voice from. I probably didn't hear what she said before now. "Are you going back to the estate? why don't you come and stay with me for a few days? Grandma