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It seemed over for Jeff as he exit the restroom, leaving the stange woman in the closet to dress up. None has said a word after their tryst. He'd resigned to leaving the company when he saw the interviewer enter a room which seems to be the place for the interview. The next applicant, the one who had seated close to him at the office lobby followed behind politely. It's now or never. He dashed forward to beat him to the door and when he tried protesting, he gave him a jab in his stomach. He fell, reeling in pain

'I'm... I'm sorry' he apologized in haste and entered the interview room.

'Wait, you're not the next person. Are you?' The interviewer queried as he got inside

'Uhmm... No sir, I pleaded with the next applicant to get in'

'Where were you when it was your turn?' The interviewer probed again, raising an eyebrow

'Nature call sir, you know it's inevitable. I was at the restroom at that time' He replied, stunned by his own composure and how he came up with a great excuse without stuttering. He prayed silently that the man he'd outsmarted would have some courtesy.

'OK, you may sit'

The interview was supposed to be three on one from what he saw but only two interviewers sat across the table, both on either side of the vacant seat. He took a glance at the polished wooden name tags on the table at the front of each seat as he tendered his files. The man who has been interrogating him is M.Roberts, he was also the one calling the applicants. His stare caught the name tag at the middle.

'G.Van De Sanden' he read out loud and clear in his head.

The daughter of the great Van Bastien. What's more about her? The chronic sexist who hid under the guise of feminism. Thankfully she isn't on seat, maybe this people might consider picking a male – and what if they do? Is he worth it? Horizon is way above craps like him, that's a hard pill he wouldn't want to swallow. Come to think of it, if what.... His thoughts trailed off instantly. That pink coat! He got shocked. The piece of suit hung on the chair in the middle is a perfect match to the pant the lady at the closet held when he barged in on her. Clearly, there's no doubt in that. Could the lady be— God! Let it not be!

'You look lost Mister' Mr Robert quipped

'Oh, I'm sorry. Erm....'

'Boss lady is back!' The other interviewer said.

His neck stiffened, trying hard to keep his cool even though wanted to turn around and see the acclaimed boss lady who was clicking the tiled floor with her shoes. Her stilletos of course. It's Van De Sanden!. His doubts were confirmed as she walked past him to her seat. He felt the rush of heat within him.
Keep your cool man! Keep your cool! You could play mind games with her. His thoughts gave him a brotherly advice.

Their eyes met for the first time since she entered. Jeff wore a slight smirk in attempt to pull off his mind games but met a scornful look which turned his face blank in seconds. He averted her gaze when it occurred to him that she's isn't giving hers up.

'Here is his file'. Mr Robert handed over to her.

De Sanden had gone through his CV and she seems ready to ask him questions.

'Hello Mr' De Sanden greeted

'Hello Boss lady' he responded with a smile warm enough to conceal his fright. It isn't a do or die affair anyway.

'You sound informal, I won't take it to heart because your grades justifies your words'

A dagger would hurt less than her sarcasm. For few seconds, he was lost for words. His fingers were drumming on the chair's arm feverishly. No thanks to her intense gaze rippling him of his confidence. The fact that she wasn't intimidated a bit by what transpired between the them in the toilet just couple of minutes ago worried him more. He spoke when he thought he'd found the right reply

'Uhmm.. I was laid back a bit in college but I boast of a great working experience and... I've been—'

'Where did you work with this?" She taunted him, holding his CV to his face.

He got her digs. More like, which goddamned company would employ a dumbass like him. He was sweating in a room with air conditioner. This was the lady at his mercy several minutes ago – her hands were on the the wall with her thong folded at her ankle, sweating as he worked wonders from behind. Now it's his turn to make him feel the perspiration he'd driven out of her earlier.

'Ma'am, I know my CV isn't really impressive but diligence, enthusiasm and dedication are part of the quality I have to do a great job if I'm hired. Besides, I tend to instructions easily' He quoted one of the damage controls he'd read from the manuscripts he bought.

'Wow! Impressive. You must have read a lot for this interview. If only you studied with the same energy during your school days, who knows? I might hire you'

Her response hit him really hard. He never knew she could decipher that he was reciting a script. He should've known better though, a clueless lady couldn't handle a company this large, ensuring it's massive success after her father's demise. The interview should just be done, he'll take the memory of their tryst with him and for sure, it's going to linger for a very long time.

'Ermm... That's just... ' Her wicked, yet mesmerising gaze choked his words down his throat.

'You said you abide by instructions right?' He nodded in response.
She opened the desk's drawer for an A4 sized paper and handed it over to him.

'This is interview questions for you. You are to tick the right answer in three minutes and your time starts now'

He scanned through the questions. To his relief, it wasn't complicated as he thought it would be. Even high school dropouts will pass this.

'May I have a pencil please'

At least she wouldn't expect him coming to the interview as if it's school test. The other interviewer gestured to the marker on the table for him to use. His gaze met hers as he took the marker. She wore a smile, purely sarcastic as hell. Maybe she'd thought he's so dumb that he might fail the test. He took the marker and picked his answers in less than a minute and handed the paper back to her with confidence.

' I don't need to assess the paper, you failed already'

Her words stunned him there was no way he'll fail those questions, not a single one out of ten. He noticed other two interviewers muffled a laughter. Where did he go wrong? How could she fail him without checking out his answers?.

'You jumped to answer elementary school questions without reading instructions' she accused as she held the paper up for him to see, pointing to where 'return as given' was written in relatively small letters above the sheet. He looked dejected. At that very moment, he agreed to being dumb. A whole shit of a dumbass he really is.

The interview is pointless already, he knew he had to walk out with his files without ending things formally but just couldn't. Obviously not because of fears. He'd failed an interview not an HIV test. It's pretty odd he enjoys watching those sexy full lips voice out words that hurts his ego. She really must be a lover of pink. She'd wore pink suit to match her shoes and even wore panties of the same colour.

'Also, being absent when it's your turn is what diligence and enthusiasm means to you right?'

He was speechless, all he could do is wonder how mean looks and fierceness could induce so much sexiness in a woman. She'd wiped off her messed up mascara after their time together. The make up just couldn't do justice to her beauty. Good riddance!

'Did I passed assessments?' She said with sarcasm as she rested her chin on the back of her palms. Her question knocked him out of his thoughts.

'Errm... I'm sorry, I'll like to take my leave now' He said, trying to sound polite as he could

'You may leave' She tossed his documents to him.
Without anymore words, he took his file to leave. The interview is messed up already. No regrets though, since a lady would eventually get the job. His loss was the transport fare which could buy more than three jars of jam.

'And... Tell me the man you knocked off earlier to come in' He stopped in his tracks for seconds. She'd seen him maneuver his way to the interview regardless of the time she'd helped him waste at the restroom. That's some display of dedication but would never see from that perspective. How she'd tackled him made him wonder if she's a twin. The lady he had sex with is clearly different. She'd oozed pure lust, like a woman who feels needy between her legs.
The other one is the feminist the world is talking about, the real V.De Sanden he'd imagined. He walked out without a word. No point in looking for a man he cheated since none of them would get the job.
Not when the all mighty feminist is the CEO.

CHAPTER TWO

Dressed up in his well ironed tux at couple of minutes after 9:00am. He'd journeyed out to Horizon with faith. To his suprise, many applicants had managed to get there before him even when the stipulated time isn't reached yet. If they're going to judge by punctuality, he'll definitely fail.

The gender monopoly rumors are really true. A quick glance at the office cabinets confirmed it. His heart sank, the interview is a dead rubber for him and the hopeful male applicants present, just like him, they all definitely know about the company before they applied. They are all twenty five in number vying for a post, with a meagre number of five men.


*********
He dashed off quickly as the brunette lady pointed to the way which leads to the restroom mumbling 'thanks' on his way out. In a bid to meet up with time, jeff unbuckled his belt to free his member as he got to the lobby leading to many closets. He barged inside the first closet and got a shocker. There was a lady who seems to be an office worker in there, clothed up to her waist with a slong sleeve blouse. She had a thong on while holding a trouser on her chest in shock.
It was obvious she was trying to get dressed after using the toilet. His folder dropped, dumbstucked by his own intrusion.

He stared at the her in awe. To his utmost suprise, she was mute, unlike a screamer a normal lady would've been. They stilled in silence for several seconds. His stares caught her stealing glances at his shaft. With those flaming hazel eyes of his bore deep in her turquoise blue iris, her cheeks turned flushly red. Jeff could be his left ball he'd never seen a well shaped lips in years; full, pouted and sensual. Coated with pink lipstick to match the pant she was holding and her stilettos. The spinal length waterfall braids complimented her hourglass beauty. He inhaled sharply.

At that moment, he'd forgotten what brought him here, all what he could imagine is her full lips locked in his better still, wrapped on what she couldn't stop staring at, the real deal which made her jaw dropped. He was now hard, far from being pressed to pee. His legs carried him closer involuntarily, driving her heart beats faster. She gave up looking at him to drop her gaze on his turgid shaft and took in his sheer size.

What they want at the moment is crystal clear to both of them but seems either of the two were waiting for the first big move. He'll be a sissy if he allows the heat between them turn awkward. He tilted her head up to meet his gaze. It was soul rippling looking at his eyes which masked pure lust.
Her lips parted more wildly at his touch–so invitingly parted that he couldn't resist the urge to lock lips with her. He surged forward like a telemundo play act to claim her lips. He was few centimeters away when a resounding slap reset his thoughts. The shock to her action was visibly written on his face with his palm glued to his cheek.
She caught his member in her hand and started stroking gently leaving him in awe at her weird act. The slap would've deflated him if not for her grip.It took him seconds to know what she's in for. No lovey dovey foreplays, all she wants is hardcore quickie. He ran his hands sensually from her upper body to her pink thong, watching her intently. He dipped his hands in her panty to fiddle with her slick folds.

She dragged a long breath. He swirled his fingers on her moistness, watching her squirm, she threw her other hand around his neck for balance with her mouth widely agaped, panting heavily to the sweet sensation induced by his thick fingers. She couldn't stroke him anymore. She was lost, basking in euphoria of pleasure for the first time in years.He withdrew his hand to get rid of her panties, no time to waste. Her thong was left wounded an her ankle above the stilettos she'd wore. Swiftly, he spurned her around to face the tiled wall and in response to his move, she shot out her bum invitingly for him.

He was in balls deep in just seconds and picked race, not taking his time. She moaned softly, yet clearly to whoever might visit the restroom at that time. Jeff was well aware of what it might cost him if they were busted. He had to cover her with his hand and rammed her derrière with much vigour with his thrusts fierce and mean. He had will to explore, twist, grind and oscillate to savour her tight wet sheath but had limited time. The interview might be his turn at any moment.

All he wanted to do is deposit his jism in her as fast as he could. She bite her palm making him free her mouth. He held held her low waist and pummeled her aggressively. She panted heavily, trying hard not to scream. Their slams made the loudest noise as he increased his pace. His strokes turned blurry in desperation to unleash in due time. Sweat trickled from her mascara ladened face to the tiled floor. The intense strokes broke her pants to moans

'oooh... Oh gosh! gosh!...' The risk of being caught was a surprising turn on for him. He got much more energised, hitting her core depths.

He got a brain reset minutes later, what if this strange lady is a trap devil had set for him to make him lose the goodness he craves for? He'd had bread without jam this morning, leaving home with hope to Horizon only to end up having sex in the toilet! As sweet as she was, his problems outweighed the pleasure. He pulled her instantly and dashed off to exit the closet only to get hooked by the collar by his playmate. Her grip was surprisingly strong. She flunged him back fiercely and pushed him on the covered water cistern. It dawned on him that a daughter of Eve will ruin him once again

'You won' He grunted in defeat.

*******
Jeffrey Stones is a graduate of Texas Tech University with relatively fair grade who got employed at a tech company which pays low wages. He'd maintained bachelorhood because of his low budget lifestyle, whereas he will be thirty in a month.

'Poor man deserves an erection not marriage' This was his quote since mid twenties. He'd craved big boy lifestyle before tying the knot.Stucked to his belief till almost thirty, his life took a turn when he saw a magazine ad. It was all about a job vacancy for the post of a secretary at a giant telecom company in Seattle, which could pay more than his six months salary combined in just a month.He was quite aware there will be stiff competition for the post and his CV isn't impressive but he chose to apply for it because his daily bread needs more yeast.

Two weeks after, he got notification for the interview. He's going to be the fifteenth to be interviewed out of tons of applicants. His heart sank, only the gods can single him out of the numerous of which he's dead sure many boasts of working experience and good CV's more than him.

The interview was scheduled to be in a week, he'd shopped for a new tux and bought manuscripts of 'Hows' on interviews. To his own bemusement, he used Google search on 'How to secure a high paying job if you have low grades' and Google seem to be on a good terms with him as always. He made research on horizon tech, owned by one of the great investors in Europe, Giorgino Van Bastien.The dutch who passed away two years ago was suceeded by his only daughter who poised to be a feminist.

She'd monopolised the staff's gender when she took over. It's been rumored that most workers are females, even her own personal driver. The revelation disturbed Jeff, it will be easy for a camel to pass through needle's eyes for him to secure an employment.'But… why their interviews are always for both gender?' Maybe it's a strategy to rebuff the rumors on their gender biased system. That was the answer he could come up with. Whichever way it is,he'll have to attend the interview. $6000USD monthly salary job is worth giving a try.

Jeff, as reffered to in his college days had his own fair share of ladies, most to his sexual pleasures while just one at the detriment of his being.
He had sculpted a hard body over frequent trips to the gym in his college days coming out with broad chested and muscled arms. His curly pompadour fade hairstyle with a slant part drew the classy ladies he'd studied with back then. None of his features left him until almost thirty with
the exception of his hollowed cheeks, a sign of masculinity which gave way to stubborn jaw lines.
His parents had died in a ghastly car accident few months to his graduation and with their house being lost to mortgage, He had to grind for a living after he left college.

He'd woken up earlier than usual on the day of his interview which was scheduled to hold at 10:00am. After brief revisions on his manuscripts, he had his bath. Breakfast was served later, Tea and three slice of bread.

'No more jam' he winced.

Occasionally, he wouldn't brew a tea if there's jam for his bread but has to settle for it.

'Man shall not live by bread alone' he chuckled as he took a bite of the bread slice.

HAYWHY101:
Brilliant story. Stories like this get my blood pumping. Haven't felt like this since I read this Player story on Nubian Lovebirds!

Either way good job!

Thanks Haywhy, did you get the book? If yes, please your review will be useful.
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HAYWHY101:
Brilliant story. Stories like this get my blood pumping. Haven't felt like this since I read this Player story on Nubian Lovebirds!

Either way good job!

Thanks for the review

JEFF

It's been said in decades that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, at least that is the only logical explanation to the intense heat Jeffery is feeling even under the air conditioner at Horizon Tech LTD. So much for working under a feminist. At least to arguable extent, hell on earth isn't just a myth after all.
He'd gotten the mouth watering monthly salary job regardless of his gender for reason which is unclear to him. Could it be because of their accidental sex in the company's restroom? Or the great Van De Sanden is into him? Not sure of what secured the bag for him in a company where only females are employed as staffs. Whichever reason it might be, he's ready to give his all to his new job–the only way out of his financial misery. Neither Kendra's love peddling behaviour or his affection for his shrewd boss would be a distraction.


SANDY

She'd breached her own rules by giving out employment to an opposite gender. Never would she have done that if not for Mr Robert's decision to make her have a male staff around. Maybe that could change her resentment for Men.

She'd vowed not to have a thing with Sons Of Adam again after her relationship tragedy which led to the demise of his father until Jeff came barging into the toilet. It happened, her first time in over two years of celibacy. And she regretted it alot.
Robert chose to send him of all people a message of appointment. Now she'll have to struggle between being the boss and a woman with burning desire for her own secretary.
CHAPTER ONE
The heat Jeffrey Stones felt when the interviewer came to call the first applicant could simmer a stew. To his suprise, the interviewer turned out to be a man, the first he had seen in the company except his fellow applicants.
And the first applicant? He was in trousers, a resented gender just like him. It was no big deal when he was done in no time, seems like its going to be simple and short for males.
He should just be done with it and go home to his soulmate as he often refer to his PlayStation. at least a man has a right to his own happinesses. Luckily, it's going to be a day off for him because he'd feigned a migraine to seek the day off from his current workplace just to attend the interview.

Soon enough, he noticed is assumptions were wrong. The interview was brief for all applicants and things were moving faster than he'd imagined. Surprised but not disappointing after all, he said to himself. His pulse raced as it got closer to his turn. Five applicants gone already, four more then he'll be in the much dreaded seat. Maybe all they were asked to do is to submit their CV's. If that's their consideration, he'll surely fail the interview.
He couldn't calm his nerves anymore when it required only two job seekers to be his turn. He found it hard to decode why he felt so tensed up as if it's a do or die affair and the migraine he'd faked seem close to reality.

A sudden tingle on his groin made him realized he's pressed and needed to take a loo else he wish to wet his pants during the interview.

'Please where is the restroom?' He asked the petite brunette receptionist as he held his crotch with his folder at his armpit. Nature has never had a better timing.

'Emotions speak louder than voice Sandy, men do suffer heartbreaks too but we don't make big deals of it like you ladies do. I've been f**ked up too at a point in my life' he spoke softly, drinking in her ever seductive turquoise blue eyes.

'You don't use the word f**k with me Jeff' she gassed, trying to salvage her pride. But her creaky voice failed her.........



His Boss is a mindblowing erotic romance of a Dutch sexist, who suceeded her father's Technology company and a struggling Thirty years old Jeffrey Stones who secured an employment to her company against all odds. Van De Sanden's walls got crushed by her own secretary but ego and fear of being shattered by love again deprived her of the will to make him her own.

Jeffrey on the other hand, wanted more than sex but will have to bottle his feelings for her if he wants his job.
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The Cassie her mother brought up would've defended her boyfriend nonetheless. But she finds no crime in painting him black to Greg. Scott is truly the black sheep in their relationship but.. Why did she have to tell him that?.
'Do you really move around with that–' his gaze got much intense. '–Thing?'
It took her few seconds to decode what 'thing' meant. Oh the condom!
'No–no–no, I only have that because I'm supposed to meet my boyfriend' she averted his deep stares flushed and embarrassed.
'So... You had planned for make up sex?' He was sarcastic, stroking his index finger on his jaw.
The way his overwhelming eyes blaze at her deprived her of her voice. Should she agree to it being a rite between two of them? of course not. Or she should just tell him the reason why she'd dressed to kill was because of that skunk.
Her eyes shoned as she saw a well known figure making an entrance to the club house. Scott!

He noticed her stunned look, she was obviously staring at something else. Probably, someone else. Who could have scared wits out of her this much? He trailed her gaze to the bulky figure at the entrance, looking furtively for someone.
'Oh, he's around at last' He quipped without a trace of humour in his tone
She cursed within for not calling him not to bother coming again. It had been a sizzling flirt, a good convo and a mind blowing pre intimacy with Greg, all summed up to make a blissful night until he shows up. She ducked a bit, hoping he wouldn't find her. To make things right between them is a great task ahead for sure but seeing her with another man will surely be a disaster.
'Wanna fvck shit up with him?' He said with a smirk
'Wha..what do you mean?'
'Let's run rings on him, just like how we did on Brenda'
'No–no'

He was aware that Cassie had seen his appearance as a bad timing and wished he shouldn't see them together but what beats him is the reason why she doesn't want to end things with him. A scum isn't worthy of a down–to–earth lady like her. She really deserves a better man even if it wasn't going to be him. If only she could see beyond her betrothment.
'I better leave you for your man then' he stood up at the utterance of the cold words and walked away. She had will to stop him from leaving him but couldn't sum up the courage to do it, not when Scott had already seen her.
'Hello baby' he greeted with a goofy smile.
'Hi Scott'
He was taken aback a bit. Hi Scott? so much unlike her. He took a sit with his legs crossed, ankle over knee.
So coarse... and so unsual of her to find a fault in him.
'Why are you not here on time?' She frowned
'Uhmm... I've been busy fixing some bugs on my site'
She knows well when he's telling lies. The uhmm... Thing is always his prefix. If it were a to be over an hour ago, she'll feel bad that he'd lied to her but she just want him to keep up with the lies at that moment. The more he does the more she will see reasons why she should've dumped his ass off long time ago.
'Okay' she said simply.

Scott isn't dumb to notice her coldness, the Cassie he knew would'nt buy his lies so easily even if she was going to. Just a line out of his rehearsed damage controls and she feels OK with it. Very much strange. He would've asked questions on her reactions but her dress caught his attention. Absolutely a bang! Never had she wore a sultry dress like this since he knew her.
The make up too looks good on her. The homely pretty Cassie isn't here tonight, the one sitting right in front of him is a sexy, sinfully seductive diva.
'You look stunning tonight'
'Thank You'

There we go again, that cold reaction. It glaring she'd dress to murder all for him and as usual, she's here to beg. The Kanye she pulled when he saw him with Kate, his friends with benefits course mate is very disappointing. But why this attitude? Is she trying to drive him nuts or what?
'Why are you are you feeling reluctant to talk Cassie'
'Nothing'

She'd noticed how he almost ripped off her clothes with his stares. That's the only thing he's really good at. He's a deadbeat outside the four walls of the bedroom.
She felt a warm hand squeezed her shoulder softly from behind. The familiar jolts hits her skin. Scott's jaw dropped. The masculine scent that hits her nose as the person leaned over to her made her decipher who it was.
'Greg?' Her voice was far appealing to be in shock
'Who is he?' Greg asked, his voice husky and smooth.
'Uhmm, a high school friend'
Cassie couldn't believe she just said that. So did Scott who was left dumbstrucked.
'Hello man'
'Hey, that's my woman!' He fumed, almost jumping out of his seat.
'Oh really?' He straightened up with his hands still on Cassie's shoulders
'You threw her away but I was quick to catch, this wouldn't have happened if you honoured her date in time. She's mine now, sorry for your loss'

Cassie melted at his words. It was then she knew how heartbroken she would've felt if he'd truly left. She's into him no doubt, The thrilling part of it is that he wants her too as much as she wants him. He'd denied his boyfriend who she'd always been defending whenever her friends tries to make her see reasons why he's bad for him just because of his breathtaking rub on her shoulders. What could have made her done that? She likes Greg. That's the truth, plain and simple.

'Cassie! Aren't gonna say something?'
Scott snapped her out of her reverie. She's was there, dumbstrucked. Whatever she says will break one of the two hearts clamouring for her and she wouldn't want that. Two hearts has been broken already tonight, all because of her.
'What did you want her to say, Huh? It's better you don't hear it. Else you'll get shattered'.
Cassie saw him clenched his fist. He is clearly intimidated by Greg and visibly angry too. Though odd, she loves the way he is right now; nervously pissed. Now he had to take a dose of his own medicine, had to know how it feels to see another person closed and touchy with her woman.
'Shattered? You punk! Cassie's mine alone. She'd fixed this date to apologize for my mistreatment of her. That shows how much she loves me. Now who is the hell are you?!' The way he's heated up in a great sight to behold for Cassie. feel the heat Joe, you deserve this.
'Seems you forget too easily, she just called you a high school friend, that shows how much she values you'

His digs were really eating him up, had Cassie invited him over just to embarrass him? No, the clumsy Cassie he'd known since Grade One wouldn't do that. Has he gotten another man? This punk is way out of her league else, he has not so good taste in women.
'Cassie, you'll have to decide who you want, is he this pompous son of a bitch or Scott Robinson, your high school love?' Scott lamented, balling his fists in agitation.
'Think carefully Cassie, would you go with this dimwit or me? I'll like to take you to my crib, show you how much a woman like you should be loved, on my comfy bed' His voice were husky and sensual with the intention of running Scott's blood on high temperature as she pressed her shoulders softly.
Comfy bed.... She'd been thinking about that all night long. Greg's proposal looks good, besides, there will never be a revenge as sweet as rejecting Scott.
'Bye bye High school' she purred softly.
Her words shocked him as Greg curled up his mouth in a wry smile.
'Wha...what are you doing Cassie, are you going to forsake me, for this man?'
'You were never a good partner Scott, maybe it's high time we broke up'

Greg leaned to her and kissed her cheeks. It felt soothing and warm on her skin that she had to sniff the air, with her eyes half closed. So much butterflies in her stomach for just a peck.
'Thank you baby, for choosing me' he said breathily in her ears. Baby! Did he just called me baby?
'Are you out of your mind? You are threading the wrong path Cassie, this punk only cares about what's between your leg!'
'We need to leave Cassie, this man is losing it!'
He pulled her up gently and grabbed her purse. Scott grounded his teeth furiously. The love of his life is leaving him, for another man who had his hands wrapped around her waist and she feels really comfortable with it. Though he'd cheated on her times without number. He really don't want another man to take Cassie away from him. She's the ever submissive beautiful girl–next–door he wants to marry and yes, he loves her too.
'You're coming back Cassie, dejected and heartbroken, trust me. I won't accept you then!' He snarled at them as they exit the club house.
They pulled up at his garage. She really doesn't know why she'd considered to follow him to his crib. Is it really because of his comfy bed? Hell, she wanted it. The thought of being in his arms, all loved up on his bed came back. Her anxiety got skyrocketed, they've arrived at his home and no doubt she's going to be here overnight, with a damn beautiful Greg.

She'd steal glances at him on their way. No words from him, just his straight, mean, yet endearing face on the road ahead with his hands gripped the steering so firmly that his biceps flexed. He might be always mean with whatever he holds, how he'd pulled her close to his body at the ladies could testify and how he held her waist while taking her away from her high school lover is so...so possesive. This handsome man had made him forsake Scott which she'd tried for years to hold dearly onto in just over an hour. What's so special about him? You have all answers to that clumsy Cassie. Her subconscious sneered at her. The answers? he's a charming lanky pie with stunning features –The sqaured jaw lines, sexy, penetrating almond eyes, well sculpted lips could make a celibate swoon. What's more? The taste of his lips, how could she forget that? And how he'd whooped Scott's ass. so sweet.
'Welcome to my Haven Cassie' he announced as they entered the spacious sitting area, all cream with beautiful interior decors. With spotless set of chairs which is literally soaked up in the middle of the massive living area.
Very expensive and beautiful. She thought.
It looks comfy too. isn't it? Her ever sarcastic subconscious teased her.
'Care for a drink?'

He said as he took the TV remote on the couch and place on the center table made of glass. One more thing about him, he's well groomed and orderly. Almost a picture perfect man. What really was Brenda thinking?
'No thanks. I think I've had enough today'
'André rose, a glass cup wouldn't make any difference'

He said tersely and turned, heading towards the bar at the far left corner of the living room. That was the first time she sees his backside. Uhmm.... his butt. Hard all over and well sculpted. No one needs a touch to notice that.
'You aren't going to stand all night. Are you?' He was quick to snap her out of her thought on his butt before it gets more wilder and naughty. She sat quietly on the couch as he approaches her with two glasses of wine to sit closely beside her.
'Here we go' He gave her a glass
'Soo...what do we cheer to?' He added
'To our exes I think. They deserve this last respect' she quipped with a wide smile.
Greg couldn't help giggling.
'Ok–' he held up his glass 'this is for your high school dick head'
'And this....' She held up hers too 'is for your eye boggling Jezebel'
They clinked glasses giggling heartily and took a sip.
'What wine is that?' She was curious as she saw his own drink was different from hers
'Oh this? The legendary Lowen Brau' he said, looking at his glass cup with all enthusiasm as he licked his moistened lips.
Father lord.... Damn sexy!
'Want a taste?' He raised his eyebrows with his lips curled in don't–tell–me–you–do manner
'I fancy Lowen but I don't do alcohol' she wittily, waving off his offer
'You can know how it really taste like without a sip'
'How's that possible' She scoffed lightly.
'Let me show you how'

He gulped down his wine at once and moved closer to her, with his thighs touching hers. She felt her stomach churned. Her pupils dilated when he surges forward, for a kiss. Gosh, there's no better way to taste the German wine. They locked lips.Their kiss was deep and intense. As he'd said, andré wouldn't make a difference. All she tasted was intoxicating Lowen Brau as they explored mouths.

The rush of heat within her when he lowered the straps of her gown was inexplicable. Her C-cup breast came in view with her nipples hard, craving for suction and... No disappointment. He took a nipple in his mouth drawing a loud gasp from her. Like a milk loving toddler, he feasted away while he tweak the other nipple. She held his head close her breast, wanting more of the ecstatic pleasure his mouth is giving her. So much intensity for a taste of Lowen Brau.His other hand slipped between her legs to rub her thighs sensually, the thrilling effect of it made her purred softly.
'aaaarrh'

She parted her legs wider, wishing him to go for gold, where she feels really needy, wanting him maneuver her slick folds with her long, sexy fingers but he was dead to her silent please. The mouth action on her breast feel so..so good but that alone wouldn't do it for her. She gripped his hands between her thighs and directed it to where she really wanted it. He felt the need for attention on her feminity through her thong. She was superbly hot and moist. He swirled through her panties, drawing a loud, blissful moan as she arched her back. She leaned her back on the couch to savour her pure bliss pleasure
'Please Greg, I need you...deep inside me'

He got off, leaving her on the couch as she watched him UnCloth, filled with anticipation for the molten member of the beautiful man she met just few hours ago deep in her fiery furnace.
'You should UnCloth too'
She got rid of her cloth and thong and leaned back on the coach waiting for him. He wasted no time in getting be tween her legs, his thick manhood pressed at her entrance.
'Wait Greg, condom'
'I thought you...'
'I forgot my purse in your car'
'Panic not Cassie, I'm clean. Are you?
'Yes...but fertile' she said breathily
'We'll sort that out later'

He entered in one slow thrust, she gripped his arms as sharp moans escaped her mouth. The feel of him in her is heavenly. She'd never melted for any man as she is for the dripping hot stud making a slow, sensual love to her, rocking her over and over. She could feel him not just in her deep heat within but her soul too. The heat of his perspiration dripping on her chest burned her to a cinder, her legs curled around his waist involuntarily, taking him fully inside her till she was close.
Holy cow!

EPILOGUE
'The greatest plot twists ever happened in a story is how we met' Greg said jokingly as he feeds her with omelette.

He'd made it his daily routine to make breakfast for her while she's in bed since she took in. It's been over six months now, Cassie is heavily pregnant for the man who won her heart overnight the day they first met and waking up with him on his bed daily makes her the happiest woman. All thanks to Brenda's flop and her own gut to call off her relationship with Scott.
'A tale to tell our babies' she chuckled.
'It's all good baby, The uber man got married to Brenda after his persistence. Isn't it great?'
'Yeah, fate has its own ways of treating humans, who would've known. We danced with our life partner that day' she said, beaming with smile.
'I love you Cassie'
'I love you too Greg'

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The intriguing love story of Brenda and the Uber driver
A plot twist after the steamy night affair of Greg and Cassie
Detailed sex scene of what happened overnight *winks
A well written epilogue

Brenda and the Uber driver
Most men always want a cool headed, well behaved lady as a soul mate. Good for them. All Kingston want is a fairytale Mord Sith.

Kingston is well aware that Brenda is out of his class but won't stop pushing for his luck to see if she could love her in return to the extent of going on a fake date with her to make her ex lover jealous.
PLOT TWIST
Greg and Kate, one of two Cassie's roomies had known each other since their University days back in UK. The revelation bore hatred for him as the girls tries to fight for Justice on his rape act on Kate. The incident which had made her traumatized for long. Cassie's pregnancy played a vital role of reconciliation and forgiveness.
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The door of the closets isn't an overall, they'll have to pull off an act to give her a peek on their fun.
'C'mon do something' she whispered in his ears. Her sensual invitation peaked his hormones. He drew her closer to himself and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. The tenderness of her breast crushed on his chest made him twitched, down there. He planted a moist kiss on the nape of her neck and she purred softly. He might've thought her endearing purrs is an act but it's purely....heavenly genuine. The tingles the kiss gave her knew no bounds. He explored be neckline with kisses as his hand pressed her body closer to his.

Brenda felt dejected as she saw their feets close to each other, making out like high school teens. The jealousy card which makes him run back to her waiting arms like a lemming headed for cliff's head any time they have issues isn't working tonight. Greg had moved on from being a man he could tame so easily. She'd always loved him, with all his heart and always thought she'd get him locked down until tonight. He'd followed that evil bitch to the ladies for sex without any remorse. It's all over between us Greg. She said inwardly as she muffles her sobs with her hand not to arouse their suspicions.

Brenda exit the restroom heartbroken and left the club house without looking for her fake lover's whereabouts. Greg and Cassie were still in the ladies, with their lips locked, feasting lustily on each other's mouth. They were aware she'd left but got too engrossed in their romantic moment to back out. Their kiss was far from being the lovebirds' type. It's was sluttish and sensual–so superbly sensual that it triggered the moistness between her thighs. He was hard too. They broke the kiss, staring at each other as warm warm breaths gushed out of their mouth. Their intense gaze oozed pure sodomity, both ready to have it right there. His hand dropped a strap of her gown revealing the larger part of her bust. There, he planted a wet kiss. She took in a sharp breath with her fingers dugged in his hair, wanting him to go more uncensored with her body. At that blissful moment came two spoilers. Two ladies were giggling loudly as they entered the restroom. They broke away from each other abruptly.
'You...you've won the game right?' She said, giggling nervously as she readjusted her strap.
'Yeah. And it's game over I think'
'Oh...sure–' she clapped her hands briskly and forced a smile 'game over'.
They were back on sit in the club house. Both took a quick glance around too check if Brenda was still around but couldn't see any face they know except her dejected lover guzzling beers–his own way to handle heartbreaks.
'Isn't it funny how we shattered two hearts with our playacting?' He said
Playacting? Is that how he sees their romantic moment in the ladies? He'd almost rip off her clothes even when he was aware that his lady had left. That's way too expensive for an act unless he's a fvck boy as his looks portrayed him to be.
'I'm talking to you Cassie, you seems lost'
'Errm... Nothing to talk about, the game is over anyway' she sounds bereaved.
'Yeah–'
It's really over, he'd confirmed it. It will be better for her to leave with the memory of the best thirty minutes of her life. Brenda had left home in sadness, the lover boy uber man had gotten drunk to stupor and Scott isn't going to show up too. Just like Brenda and her fib lover, she's a loser. Only him had to won the game.
'But...we're not over,are we?'

Joy leapt in her heart as she heard him say those words but wouldn't let him notice how therapeutic it was to avoid him knowing how much she wanted him. Stern face,stern face Cassie, no bullshits!

Greg wouldn't let her go either, things shouldn't end this way for them, not when he'd started having affection for her. She might be wild or might've acted wild tonight but he didn't fail to notice the loving–girl–next–door in her. She couldn't hide that when he'd approached her and now when he admitted that it's over. Her sad facial expression shows how she really wants to keep him.
'No, I mean...we can always be cool. Best friends!'
More than a friend, way more than a bestie. She wants this young sexy man as a lover now that he's single. Maybe that's why she played a perfect role Angelina Jolie would be proud of–to knock Brenda off his radar and have him all to herself. Never had she felt greedy for a man this much in her Twenty Seven years of existence.
'You're a gorgeous lady Cassie, but you have a boyfriend'
'Scott is a useless scum' she almost said those words.
'Yes I do' She said simply.
'He isn't worth you though, a man who values his woman wouldn't boycott a date'
Glad you know he's a dumbass prick.
'Initially, we agreed to meet here to settle our rifts. Believe me, he's the architect of every fight we had'

AUTHOR'S NOTE
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This book is a work of fiction, the characters, names and place of incidents are wild imaginations of the writer. Any relation to a personality either living or dead is purely coincidental.







BOOK CONTENT

Cassie Meyers had waited for over thirty minutes at the club house for her man to patch things up and just as it has always been, she's the one making the push to make things right. The mild jam played at the club isn't her cup of tea at the moment. She looks lost to the world as she fiddle with her curly shoulder length blonde hair thinking about Scott, her high school love, will he come? Or boycott...No, no negativity.

Scott will definitely come and they'll make up. Of course he'll accept her apology as he always do when she begs anytime they have issues, whereas he's the reason why they fight most times, if not all the time.

Their recent fight started when she'd seen him coming out of a coffee shop with a lady, both loved up, giggling loudly like lovers who'd had a blast at the cinema. She'd thrown tantrums right there. That was uncouth of her and he'd accused her of being too obsessed with him.Though he'd said the lady is just a course mate, she really find it hard to believe him.

She felt the lady might snatch him away as she wouldn't hold a candle to the her beauty. She is a tacky and clumsy woman as he always tell her. Is there anytime he says sweet words to her? Definitely yes, when he feels like shifting her panties aside. And he'll surely do tonight after they make up, as always.

Cassie had shop for a knee length blue spaghetti straps and a chunky heel to match with the help of her two roomies. They never liked Scott, but anything to make her happy, they'll subscribe for it. She'd thought if she looks seductive and sexy just like the lady that caused their rift, Scott Robinson will be hers and hers in only.The desire to keep him had made her done the unthinkable, going out braless is what she finds nauseating but had to do it, for Scott. She sighed dejectedly at the look of the mirror, maybe this sexy barbie look isn't her thing.

The flattery wows and whistles she got when she entered almost made her trip. She didn't have to see the remarks as anything else than a good assurance that her dressing is spot on. The Cassie she knows isn't a hottie–hottie type.
'Hello miss'
She snapped out of her reverie when the million dollar smile she'd ever seen shot at her. She blinked.
'Oh, hell.. Hello'

The stranger had sat down across to her table without permission. The smile still visible on his sqaured faced shape. The dentition she's seeing now is so... So mesmerising. No biggie in admiring another man though.

'Greg, your name?' He stretched his hands for an handshake. She took it. The warmth of his hands sent jolts in her body. The perfect a stranger in front of her put on a dark polo shirt well hung to his body to flaunt his lanky physique with a clean crew cut which complimented his face.
She skipped a heartbeat, looking stunned as their handshake lingered for several seconds. Oh so beautiful Greg
'Your... Name?' He snapped her out of her reverie.
'Oh...Cassie' Her nervousnes reflected in her voice
'Uhmm... Cassie, nice meeting you.'
'You too'
'I need your help' he said simply
'My help? for what?'

He took the Chapman she'd been nursing for awhile and gulped it all at once. She felt that's really crude and really want to question him on why he did that. She really was going to, but how he licked his lips after the drink stopped her, with her eyes fixed on those sexy, pinky lips of his. Are you okay at all? Her subconscious chastised her.
'Let's start this way—' he dropped the bottle on the table loudly
'My ex lover is here, with her next door uber driver, just to get on my nerves. I feel like giving her a taste of her own poison. please, be my lover for few moments'
'Huh?' She squinted her eyes in disbelief. What a blunt, silly request.

Hope he knows how stupid he sounded. She's out here trying to fight for her love which was drifting away. And he'd want him to get his own woman get jealous. Why would he think she'll concede to help him, is it because of her sultry dress that made him think she's that cheap?
'For just couple of minutes Cassie, please.' oh, he could plead. How he said her name is somewhat sensual, damn special than how anybody, even his boyfriend does.
You've started again. Her subconscious rebuked her.
'What makes you think I'll do this for a stranger like you?
'Shhh... Don't argue too much, she's watching already'
She attempted a turn to see her so called ex-lover.
'No-no-no, don't look back, she'll get suspicious'
'Gosh, what it is you really want?'
'Put a smile on that face, it'll make it look real' He said, smiling charmingly while pulling her oral commissures gently. The revelation of those dentition gave him tingles in his stomach and his gentle touch on her lips made her flush red. She gave him a tight lipped smile.
'That's good, for a start' he gave her two thumbs up, reciprocating her lips sealed smile.
'You're unbelievable!'
'That sounds like a compliment' she rolled her eyes in agitation. Scott's lateness had caused this.
'Listen I'm here to meet my boyfriend, if he comes here and see us–'
'Your face look so mean Cassie, someone would think I just fought with my new lover'
She breathed out loudly and forced a smile
'Dear lover boy, as you can see, I'm already smiling like an idiot for your sake and I think she'd seen enough now let's end this' she balled her hands in a fit of frustration.
'Relax, what will you like? Chapman? Beer?'
Very uncouth, that should've been the first question of a gentle man to a lady
'Chap' she said tersely. He called for a Chapman and a beer, so far he's winning the silly game with Brenda, as she couldn't keep staring at him and the strange lady with him. He'd made the right choice, Cassie is an epitome of beauty who could give a her run for her money.

In little conversation they had he could tell she isn't the badass lady he'd thought he would be.The dress he wore is really a head turner. He'd seen her entering the club dazzling and superbly sexy. Reason why he taught she's really capable of making Brenda have a taste of what she's dishing him. She chose to come with that next door driver just to make him to believe she'd moved on really fast after their tussle. Not at all, as she couldn't get her eyes off him.
'I don't know why your man isn't here yet. I mean, how could he leave a gorgeous woman like you alone here?' She flushed, gorgeous, is she really?
'He'll come, maybe he's a bit busy'

The bar man arrived with their order, he poured himself a drink take a drink. He relaxed in the chair and curves his lips in smile
'Really? U know, a pretty woman who make excuses for her man like you is hard to come by'
He got her right there, she's always fond of days defending Scott, even her friends had told her that countless time. But... What else can he do to keep her high school love? Her face went pale, maybe he isn't going to come as he'd promised. He'd done stuffs like that in the past and acted as if it's nothing, the latest being at a pizza shop they'd decided to meet two weeks ago, she'd call him after an hour of wait only to hear a woman's voice over the phone. He came up with an excuse as usual.
'You look sad, it's bad for the game we're playing and for your face'
'Let's just say I look like that because I was overwhelmed by your stunning look, your woman could think like that couldn't she?'
He chuckled.
'You're not drinking up too, I'll lose this for sure no thanks to you'
'Then let's assume drinking in your aqua marine eyes got me intoxicated already'
Oh my word! Did I just say that?!
'Uhmm, now you're flirting' he said, leaning towards the table, with her gaze fixed on her. She squirmed a bit.
'Flirt?–' she raised her eye brows 'no, just playing your game' She poured her drink for a sip to calm her nervousness.
'Oh, let's get the ball rolling then, you're beautiful Cassie–' she couldn't hide her blush. Good, hope Brenda saw that. 'Those honey eyes of yours is breathtakingly sexy .' she twinkled. '–and your delicate neckline could make a man lose chastity . That lips of yours looks soft, so soft that I couldn't help but think about it could feel when locked with mine' She inhaled, almost feeling the action of what he just said. Locking lips with that lips of his would really, really....
'Seems I went too far'
'You... You mean my reaction? Don't think too much, it's just a façade to help your stupid game you've gotten me into'
Liar,
'Your turn'
'Huh?'
'C'mon, she's watching. Say something nice'

Jeez! she'd gotten herself in the mess already and really need to see it through, besides it will be great to make him flush as he'd made her
'You wanna hear something nice? What's more to say? You're just a dripping hot stud like my boyfriend. You've got a breathtaking dentition when you smile, well shaped jaw line with a fine crew cut. and... Your broad shoulders tells you are well muscled and toned down there'
'Down...there?'
'I meant your abs! You're thinking too much'
'I'm pretty sure yur boyfriend won't like this' She chuckled, this time genuinely.
'My compliment is sincere though'
'But... Down there really sounds naughty'
'Yeah, I shouldn't have used that statement'
'I love naughty compliments, it's what makes me blush'
'Uhm, wanna hear compliments on how well sculpted your butt is? That's crappy' she was smiling face to keep up with the game. she never saw his derrière, but quite sure it's well chiseled. It baffles her why she was talking to the handsome stranger and with so much enthusiasm and why she's lowkey enjoying the game.
'Your bitch, how's she?'
'Pissed'
'Great, are we done?'
'No'

Father lord, come quickly. These eyes are eating me up!. She isn't it the type that get swayed at first sight. Why he's so exceptional beats her. Is it because of his weirdness that got him enthralled? Hell, he isn't Mr Universe. But he's beautiful, far beautiful than her runaway boyfriend.
'Let's dance' He said simply
'What?' She frowned.
'I think that's the only way to convince her we're an item'

Cassie couldn't pinpoint what made her conceded to every thing, she could've just stand up right away and leave. His issue with his woman isn't her own cup of tea. But, nah. Here she is staggering behind him as he held her hand in his arm, heading to the dance floor.
'Is she watching' she asked nervously as he held her body closely to his.,feeling the tenderness of her bossom on his chest
'Look left, she in black body con'

She turned to see the lady. Simply gorgeous! Far more prettier than she is. As presumed, a handsome man like him won't have fallen for a girl next door like him.
If only eyes were bullet, she'd been dead by now. Her look was so scornful when she met her eyes all loved up in the arms of her lover, swaying gently to the rhythm. The uber man had since lost her attention. Those look triggered her evil side to make her more jealous. She knows it isn't right but needs to be taught a lesson for toying with a man like Greg. She casted her gaze away from her to her man and smile bubbly. Greg was stunned. The smile is really...really far from being a façade. Or... She's turning out to be a very good actor. She got much more involved in the dance, smiling at him as he held his gaze and spurned around moments to lean in his arms, rocking him subtly. He
'You're unbelievable Cassie'
'Isn't this what you want?'
'Now I'm getting more than what I bargained for'
'I think she deserves this, not for anything but her Jezebel's look when i met her eyes'
'Believe me, you're the Jezebel right now'
'Nah, I'll prefer Delilah'

Never had she felt at ease with a man than she is with him–another woman's man for Pete's sake. At that moment, she'd forgotten about the game, she was living the best moment in his warm arms, dancing away her worries. Thank God Scott couldn't make it and she hope he never make it.
'Someone is willing to dance too' He said, his deep husky voice resounding in her ears.

She snapped out of her Disney Land to see Greg's woman, loved up with the uber driver dancing few metres away from my where they are. She was smiling like a Cheshire cat. So fake!
The man seems to be loving it though. Dancing with a lady way out of his league is a thrilling feel for him. Poor guy, she doubted if he knows she's using her.
'She countered, this is getting interesting' she purred softly. Her voice soothing and sensual just like the solemn jam being played by the club DJ as she rocks him.

Greg had known it. She must be an evil temptress. She'd made a grand entrance to the club house and probably not aware of that. No doubt she's a the perfect person to drive Brenda nuts.
'Not wavered'
' I know. You are into something else entirely'
Obviously, Yes. She'd felt his boner on her bum. His girlfriend dancing with another man few metres away from my where he was was isn't a thing to bother him anymore but the sexy seductress riding him with her bum in the name of dance. Whatever Brenda might be feeling right now is none of his business. He was wrapped his arms around her waist to live the blissful moment with her.
'She's trying hard to sway you, we can do better than the this can't we?'
'Oh,really?' His breath of words in her ears were deep and hazy. She shivered a bit in his arms. She isn't playing no more games anymore. The warm, large arms of the lanky stranger dancing with him sent electric jolts through her body and his bulge pressed against her silky spaghetti straps gave her moistness, down there.

At that moment, she cared less about Scott and the eye boggling witch who had guts to take a sexy guy like Greg for granted. All what she cares and feels for is him and his boner. Yeah, she's using him to make his woman jealous but she's loving it. She wanted to be used, thoroughly used not just to drive his woman crazy. The usage she meant was all about a comfy soft bed with just the two of them alone–now, that's way too much.
She casted a glance at his girlfriend who was busy killing it with great whines just to get Greg's attention. To be candid, she's a great dancer and wouldn't hold a candle compared to her. The man she's dancing with was loving it. His hands roaming of freely on her bum and his own hip was restless too. He even did subtle thrusting. A roller coaster enjoyment for him. At least he could touch and grope.
'Still not wavered?'
'Yeah'
'Well, I was thinking about stepping up the game'
'That will be very much appreciated'
Anything to make him live the moment to the fullest with her, he'll subscribe for it. She stopped her whines to his disappointment and flipped her purse open to fetch something which would leave him stunned.
'Condom?!'
'Don't think too much it's just a game. Hope she sees this' she quipped, holding the condom to his face for whoever cares to see. Greg turned to check on Brenda. She'd stopped dancing, shock was written over her face as she saw the contraceptive his man's date was holding.

Cassie had brought the condom in case Scott had planned to sleep with her with his unsheathed shaft after they'd reconciled. She isn't going to take chances with a man who'd probably slept around when they fought.
'Seen, absolutely shocked' He said.
'Then come with me,your victory will be flawless if we can pull this off'.
She tugged on his collar nand dragged him off the dance floor.
'Wha..what are we going to pull off?'
'Ain't sleeping with you' she said.
She dragged him off go the ladies, inside the closet. They were stilled, very close to each other in the small cubicle. The expulsion of heat from his body made her flushed.Why is she doing this for him when they barely know each other?. She couldn't assure of her self if it was just a game or she wanted some intimate moment with him.
Greg was confused, she'd dragged him here, holding a condom yet told him she isn't going to sleep with him. Brenda had seen it and he'd won.
They should've departed on their way to the restroom and leave the club house unnoticed but they are here in the ladies closet, close to each other, sniffing the erotic scent of her cologne.
'Wha...'
'Shhh—' she silenced him with a finger crossed on her lips
'One–two–three–four–five–bingo!'
She snapped her fingers as they heard the door of the restroom flung open. It was Brenda who had come to the restroom to see how much fun they were having together. What a seductive genius! He grinned at her.

Okadabooks authors please help me out. I just published my first story but the word count is showing Not available. This could discourage readers, please how can I fix it? Thanks in advance.

TamiOkoroDedeh:
Tami Okoro Dedeh's debut novel Bitter Perceptions is a compelling tale of jealousy, bitterness, and karma.

For Doris Duru, nothing else mattered other than family, close friends, and university. Now single after Harrison cruelly dumped her, Doris pours herself into her coursework, determined to become a doctor in future. Unfortunately, she's made an enemy in Jide Okoroafor, the hot-headed Education student from a poverty-stricken background who regards Doris as an over-privileged brat. Once the most popular girl on campus, Doris' downfall threatens her long-held ambition, but is scared to confide in her nearest and dearest back home, including her loving but overbearing parents.

Jide believes he's won the battle after dragging Doris' name into the mud, but long after his expulsion from university he continues to fight the war despite his connections with high society. Doris has vowed she would never forgive her tormentor, but with hatred and bitterness dwelling in her pure heart, her life also turns into a battlefield.

Can these two ever forget the past and move on, or do they face the future with disastrous consequences?

The novel now appears on my blog, with new chapters posted weekly. You can read chapter one here: https://tamiokorodedeh.com/2019/05/18/chapter-one/ Please leave a review. Thank you.

Hi Tami, I just published my first book on okadabooks but my word count is showing N/A please how do I fix it?