“Who is Demola? “I was woken up in the voice of my colleague. I slept off because I was thinking about Paul and Demola. He woke me up because I kept on saying: it's Demola I want. He was asking me who Demola was. “Demola is a dear friend of mine: I replied, “That means you are in love with him. Good, make sure you tell him, please. He answered.” And who told you he is not aware”. I responded. I doubt if he knows, there is a way you were shouting his name that indicated he may not be aware, tell him” that what was he replied me. I asked myself again “who is Demola? To which I replied: Demola is a guy I’m beginning to fall in love with. He is handsome, intelligent, and knows how to care for a woman, what else? He works in a good establishment, he can take care of me, “But is he born again, is he converted from the system of the world? If I marry him, will the marriage last? Doesn’t he womanize? Those were the thoughts g
It was becoming clearer that Demola is a ladies' man. Tall, fair in complexion, broad-chested, pointed nose, intimidating posture, very handsome, walk straight, deep voice, he has this unique look that can melt a strong heart. He can be caring and tender if he wants to but firm. He goes for what he wants and can be a bit ruthless. He believes he is well paid, hardworking and it seems he is everything a lady wants.He called before I slept telling me “Never forget that I love you dearly, I chose you above all other ladies I’ve ever met or will meet. You are mine forever.” He hung up before I could reply. This kept me thinking all through the night. ‘This guy knows how to get my attention I cannot say I’ve fallen in love with him, he knows and how to play the game. Very intelligent guy, could this not be a trap.? Why me Lord! Why me! Why can’t I resist his moves? Now I’m officially engaged to him. Well, engagement can be broken until I’m very sure I want to spend the rest of
“How much do I pay you so that you leave my man alone?” that was Mabel calling me using another phone. I was able to recognize her voice. It’s a little bit deep and distinct. “are you hearing me, don’t hang up on me. I’m asking for a deal with you to show how much I value Demola Brown. Hello! Can you hear me, are you still there?.” I kept quiet thinking of what to say, but words weren’t coming out. When she was fed up, she cut the call herself.Demola later called asking me if I’ve taken my lunch, I told him I’ve not but about to. He told me to wait for him that he was coming to pick me up in the office. He came in and we went to our usual restaurant. He noticed that I was unusually quietDEMOLA: what’s on your mind, my sweet?JENNIFER: Nothing serious, don’t bother.DEMOLA: if you do not tell me, how would I know what troubles you?He came to my side and planted a soft kiss
It seemed the models in Demola’s company are bent on pulling him down. They planned to manipulate him knowing his area of weakness. He makes up his mind to stick to me but wouldn’t allow him to keep his promise.Demola had gone to their department to organize them for a show. They do organize a fair called ‘FASHIONISTA.’ They engage designers, top designers to sow lovely clothing ranging from formal wear and maternity wear. They get their own paid models to display the clothing to big men in society. They come and watch, then buy. The company makes a lot of money from such. The price tags are unusually high but they are not common designs, but special ones for special people. They pay through their noses to get the best styles. Such occasions were never for common people, they invite top personalities like top actors, television personalities, bankers, business tycoons, politicians, and what have you. They seek to satisfy their desires for specialty. You
“It’s a great success baby! Demola held me by the waist close to him.” “I’m happy for you my love. The program was a huge success and everyone was excited. Indeed it was wonderful. I made sure I attended the fair show. A lot of dignitaries turned up, different politicians, Chief executive officers, Media personalities, and numerous people too many to mention. The designers were impeccable, brought out assorted designers to fit the taste of the people, casual, formal, dinner dresses. What amazed me was the use of the fabric called Ankara. It was mixed with other materials to make these varieties of dresses. It was wow! Wow! I mean pretty wow! It took my breath away. The models were good. Took their time to showcase the designs to the admiration of the people. People cheered and clapped. It was a funfair display of wonderful designers. After the display of designers, they had lots of them already for purchase. They sold almost all the clothes. It was show
Louisa was one of the new models. She had not been contaminated by Mabel like the others. She is gentle, well reserved, and had a good relationship with others. She is easygoing so the staff had a good liking for her because she was never like the others in attitude.God's attitude is important in an organization. It helps them achieve much more. A good attitude promotes unity and unity brings great progress. She was the favorite model of the organization. She made a call to me to meet in one of the salons in town. She told me she loved my disposition and wants us to be friends. She promised to go to the salon and do her hair after, we will sit to talk. In the restaurant first, I kept on wondering how she got my number and why does she want to be my friend. I became suspicious of this new development.The salon had a restaurant attached to it. I never told Demola, I chose to go. She had just finished her hair and we went to the restaurant and exchanged all plea
Louisa kept on looking at her boss’s lips. The boss kept on looking at her lovely face. Then he kept on hearing my voice: “I believe in you, my love. I know you can resist her. I believe in you.” Then I heard Demola screaming “Noooo.” His “No” filled the air. I moved out of the car and rushed to his office. I saw the duo, Louisa and Demola. I looked at the two of them and it seemed Demola had received divine help to resist her charms. I said, “and who do we have here? Louisa! What do you want? Who sent you? What is your mission?” she looked at me and gave me a push, and left in seething anger. Her mission had failed. “Demola, please let’s get out of here, it’s late.” I took him by his hands and left with him to the car. I asked his permission to drive and he nodded his head. I got into the driver’s seat and drove off immediately. You cannot believe it. Demola could not talk till I reached
“This is not the end of me in this company, I’m coming back.” Mabel declared to all as she leaves, swaying her hips left and right a model she is. A lot of the staff said, “Good riddance to bad rubbish,” while few felt pity for her. After all, it was the manager that led her on. If he had resisted her wiles way back, she would not have the audacity to seek his arms again. She loved what he gave and wanted more of him. Now that he is engaged, he felt like dumping her but it doesn’t work that way. Surely, the lady has a point.Surely, the lady has a good point; she knows what to do to get herself back. Corrupt, depraved personality, another had spoken in contempt. Different people with different strokes.Jennifer was praying earnestly that the lady would leave her fiancée alone. She had expressed her fears to Demola who shrugged it off as if there was nothing to make of it. It was almost turning to an argument the other day when she
“We shall be given you twenty-four hours to think about our decision. Do not be in a hurry to answer. Think carefully before you determined what to do.” The manager has spoken to Mabel finally. Jennifer had waited for Demola to call or come to her house but it seems she was waiting in vain. She felt something was wrong. She decided to call him, he couldn’t pick, she felt uneasy, he later picked the call, apologizing. He had stayed in the office after Mabel gave him an ultimatum of twenty-four hours to make a decision. He was confused, sad, and defeated. He kept on brooding on what to do. He couldn’t hear Jennifer’s call because he was lost in thought. He later checked his phone to discover she had given him some missed calls. He picked and apologized. JENNIFER: what happened to you? Why were you not at home? I had been expecting your call but to no avail. Something is wrong and I am demanding to know the problem.DEMOLA: I, I’m fi