Seline groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the harsh sunlight that seemed to pierce through her pounding head. She winced, realizing that her head was throbbing from the hangover she had acquired at the club last night. Memories of dancing and laughter flashed through her mind, but they were now overshadowed by the consequences of her actions. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table and gasped in horror. She was already one hour late for work! Frantically, she stumbled out of bed and rushed to get ready, trying to put on her professional façade despite the chaos within. As she hurriedly dressed, she hoped to avoid running into her mother, knowing that her disapproval would only exacerbate her guilt. Seline's mind raced with thoughts of how irresponsible she had been, staying out late and getting drunk when she had important responsibilities to fulfill. She knew she was up to a lot of scolding not from her boss alone but her mum too. Sweet's POV: Sweet had been

As Seline stepped into the cab, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The encounter with Marcus Sweet had left her in a state of confusion, her heart racing from the unexpected closeness they had shared. Her fingers instinctively touched the spot on her waist where he had held her, still feeling the lingering tingle that seemed to echo his touch. The cab's engine hummed to life, the gentle vibrations providing a backdrop to her racing thoughts. She gave the driver her address but found herself lost in a sea of contemplation, her mind unable to settle on any one thought. What had prompted Sweet to hold her that way? Was it just another one of his mind games, or was there something deeper that she couldn't comprehend? The city lights passed by in a blur as the cab journeyed through the streets, each turn a reflection of the twists in her mind. She tried to analyze her feelings, to decipher the complex web of emotions that Sweet seemed to awaken within her. She had always respected him

As she walked down the street, she thought about what happened in Sweet’s house trying to convince her that it was none of her business but the truth was, she felt a little sting in her chest and she couldn’t say why she felt annoyed at the sudden visit of his ex. “What does she want?” “Why can’t she just go?” Questions kept running through her mind while she walked to the extent she was caught off guard after she realized she had walked past the turn to the street that led to her house. As she quickly retraced her steps and walked towards her house, she saw a very expensive-looking car parked outside the gate: usually on this side of Lagos, it is hard to find such. As she drew closer to the wing of the building where her flat was located, it became more evident they had visitors over as her mum’s voice could be heard clearly throwing orders at her younger siblings. In haste to know who these visitors were, she stepped into the house to find out it was some strange woman from her

The jet lag had an effect on Seline as she slept off as soon as her head touched the pillow of her hotel room. It was so comfy that she forgot to unpack. He smiled at her like she was the only human existing in the world “you look beautiful” She blushed at his comment as he moved closer to her drawing her to his side as he placed a kiss on her forehead. Seline! Seline!! She felt someone shook her. She slowly opened her eyes and was met with a beautiful set of eyes She blinked twice to make sure she wasn’t still dreaming. She jerked up as she came to consciousness moving away from Sweet as far as her leg could carry her. Sweet was surprised at her reaction but got straight to the reason why he woke her up. “we have an outing this evening with the organizers and other celebrities” “please look good,” he said placing emphasis on the last statement. As Sweet was about to leave, he turned and stole a glance at her then shut the door after him. Seline was confused at his last act

The evening was awash in a warm, golden hue as Sweet and Seline made their way to the event. The city of Atlanta had come alive with the anticipation of the show, and the streets buzzed with energy. Yet, in the car, a heavy silence hung between them. Sweet's mind was preoccupied with the upcoming performance, the weight of expectation, and the nagging jealousy he had felt over the past few weeks.Seline, on the other hand, was keenly aware of the tension in the air. She had sensed Sweet's unease, and although she wanted to ease his worries, she also felt a flutter of excitement about the night ahead.The car glided smoothly through the city streets, but Sweet's thoughts were far from the passing scenery. He couldn't help but be distracted by Seline's presence beside him. Her perfume, a delicate and intoxicating blend of floral and citrus notes, enveloped him, and its fragrance seemed to infiltrate his thoughts, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.Unbeknownst to Sweet, he w