Chapter 14
Chapter title: Shh, don't tell Daniel.


"Come on Genevieve, we don't have all day"

"But where are we going sir?" She examined his face for clues.

"We are going on a date"

"A date sir?" She inquired, gaping at him like he suddenly sprouted another head.

He cleared his throat quickly "I mean a business date, with...yes, a client"

"Wear something nice and comfy" he added, leaving her compartment for her to change.

* *

"Are we close sir? it's been an hour now" she turned to Daniel who was seated beside her in the car. Daniel chuckled. He was clad in a black suit with a blue shirt underneath, it complemented her blue and white off shoulder top and denims, which matched hers coincidentally like they planned the whole blue theme.

"Be patient, turn right" he instructed the driver and turned to Genevieve "you'll see"

She sighed, looking at the city beyond.

They arrived at an enormous ice cream store named "Dessert world" she gasped as she sniffed the inside, it smelled like chocolate. They discontinued in front of a yoghurt stand with a young boy of about eighteen years behind it, clad in a lustrous pink and yellow shirt with the words 'Taste me' highlighted in white at the side. Genevieve stifled a laugh at the odd name. The young boy smiled "welcome to Dessert world, thanks for stopping at 'Taste me' please let me make your taste buds delighted as you indulge yourself in one of these" he beamed, saying expertly and tirelessly, it was obviously rehearsed and stuck in his head.

Genevieve heart did a little somersault as she ogled the desserts resting on his tray. Daniel smiled, noting that she was a die hard fan of sweets.

"So which of the flavours would you like? the espresso flakes, salted caramel truffle, cookie dough, banana fudge swirl, chocolate chips.."
The young boy flashed a smile, making Genevieve feel dizzy at the too many endearing names. Daniel chuckled, telling him they preferred the latter.

"Nice choice" the boy grinned, getting to work, she watched as he expertly threw the different creams, then he mixed them silly, her mouth watered and she haven't even had a taste.

"Now for the cones. Do you want the pretzel cones, the wafer cones, waffle cones, chocolate-coated waffle cones, the-"

"Yes that one, whatever it is" she beamed and felt a blush rise to her cheeks at her eagerness to have it in her mouth. Daniel slowly snaked his arm around her waist but he dropped it halfway when he saw the young boy's brows wiggle teasingly. Daniel turned away, coughing loudly.

The boy laughed "the chocolate- coated waffles it is, now for the finishing touches. I'll be adding some flaked almonds, chocolate honey comb bars and fairy sprinkles...hmm, here you go ma'am, sir" he handed them two different cones, she peered at Daniel, he nodded, offering her to be the first to try it and she did, biting into the creamy goodness.

As the cream melted on her tongue, she tasted chocolate chips, or is it almonds, or the honey comb bars or maybe the subtle scent of bubble gum, Surprisingly garnished together in harmony. She moaned "oh my gosh! It's so good"

She raised her free thumb to Daniel. He stared at the pink, white and purple with teeny tiny sugar flowers in the mix. He hated sugar but he had to try it for Genevieve.

"Try it sir, come on"

He forced out a smile, taking a little bite "yeah, good stuff" he smiled, swallowing. But too sweet. He said to himself. He put his hand into his suit pocket, fishing out currencies, then he dipped it into the boy's hand.

The boy gasped outwardly at the money and bowed his head, rushing a "thank you sir, thank you ma'am. Do have a nice day" they both nodded, walking away but jinked back when they heard the boy say "you both make a terrific couple, Mr. And Mrs Coker"

Daniel wasn't surprised that the boy knew his identity. The Coker enterprises was one of the famous organisations in Africa. But was slightly fazed, the boy thought they were a couple.

Genevieve suddenly seemed perturbed and shy as they walked and didn't talk until they were seated in a nearby restaurant.

"Where's the client? he should be here by now sir" Genevieve glanced at her watch, wrinkling her forehead in questioning.

"What client?"

"But you said-"

"Ohh, that. He. Well- what I mean to say is that. He, he...he died" Daniel stuttered, clearing lying through his teeth. He face palmed at his ridiculousness.

Seriously, he died?

"He died, just like that?" She asked a little concerned, Daniel grew more confident at her ignorance.

"Yeah, heart failure. Poor man. Bless his soul" Daniel feigned sadness, blowing his nose into the paper towel lying on the table.

She laughed "Mr. Coker, I didn't know you had a sense of humour" she was shocked that the boss could be this joyous. She was glad he wasn't vicious anymore, making her bond into him more.

"Let's be honest here, I admit I can be a little too serious-"

"Ruthless " she added, making him roll his eyes. She shrugged, saying.. "we're being honest remember?"

"Yeah, that-"

"Arrogant too"

"That's it, off I go" he stood up.

"I'm sorry" she sniggered, now she knew he was definitely short-tempered.

"No seriously, I think we should head back to the hotel" he sighed "it's getting late"

"I agree" she said, slowly getting up. She watched him drop some naira notes on the table.

She walked ahead of him, but felt his eyes following her every move. Then all of a sudden, he yanked her softly and pulled her to his hard chest, her breath hitched as a soft gasp eluded her lips "sir, W-what are you D-doing?" She stuttered, unable to tame her heart which was galloping at a fast rate, beating against her chest.

She stared at his eyes, it was darker than before, if it's possible. She was terrified because, she couldn't help but get lost in them.

Why was her heart pounding so fast?

Why should her body always react to his little touches?

No one ever made her feel this way..but Daniel, just a mere contact could send her to cloud nine. She looked into his eyes, searching for an answer, as the night breeze flew past, it sent her hair extensions flying over her face. He raised his hand, pulling a strand behind her ear. She couldn't breathe, as it sent shivers down her spine. She was scared that her legs might give up the ghost.

"There is something in-inbetween your hair" he said so softly, his breath fanning her ears.

"Oh-" she started.

"Er, here. Here it is" he lied, taking nothing from her hair.

"Can I see it?"

"No, no" he rushed, throwing the invisible substance into the night air. They both cleared their throats simultaneously as he let go, oblivious to the camera flashes around them.

They were both seated in the back of the car as the Driver drove them back to the hotel. The awkward silence spoke volumes.

"Why would he kiss you, if he weren't attracted?"

She recalled Kelvin's words. She didn't know what to think anymore. She needed to stay away from him. His presence aroused peculiar flames in her. She turned to Daniel who was staring back at her, his face blank but eyes, she quickly turned back. His eyes burned. He was fire, she was wax. She didn't want to be eroded away, not yet. Certainly not yet. But she couldn't stop thinking. What was in his head? only if she could have a sneak peek.

Curiosity isn't just the enemy of cats-but humans too.


Genevieve got up from bed, frowning. She couldn't sleep. Daniel dropped her at the hotel but he haven't gotten back yet. Of course she was worried. She glanced back at the time. It was past 1AM already. She looked out the window, not a car in sight. She strolled to the kitchen and sat on a barstool.

Few minutes later, she heard movements. She jerked up, walking slowly. Daniel came into view, staggering. His eyes were slightly closed and he reeked of alcohol.

Genevieve scrunched her nose, wondering if she should just leave him there or help him to bed. She sighed, picking the latter.

"Seriously, sir? You're drunk" she stated as she approached him.

"I H-had J-juss a, a tinnyy bitt of al,alcohol" he slurred, almost falling to the ground. She quickly helped him get back on his feet by placing his arm around her shoulder while she placed hers around his waist.

She replied sarcastically "yeah, I can see that"

"Sir, you're just too much. Oh my gosh! How much do you weigh? I could barely breathe" she complained as they trudged painfully to his suite.

"Oh great! You're asleep now" she rolled her eyes. She hissed as she finally got him on his bed and whirled around, leaving. Daniel, even in his drunken state, he unconsciously held her wrist, dragging her down to him.

"What the-" she fell on his chest, making Daniel groan, still closing his eyes.

With her eyes wide, she glared at him, trying to get up but he was still holding unto her tightly.

"Sir, I need to go. This is getting really awkward, your shoes-"

"Five minutes, just five" he whispered into her hair as he pushed her farther into him.

She sighed "but, I'm really uncomfortable"

Daniel turned their bodies in a way that her back was pressed against his chest as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She gasped at their intimate position. Her face heating up. He was drunk, she knew that but she wasn't.

This was absolutely ridiculous, she tried getting up slowly but it made him growl as he snuggled closer, his breath tickled her neck as she heated up once again. Then he whispered into her ears.

"I like you Genevieve, not as my PA but something more" those words sent her racing heart on full force as she was scared it would suddenly escape from her ribcage. Then he added quietly.

"Shh, don't tell Daniel" he said the last words as she heard him snore lightly.

She blinked rapidly 'don't tell Daniel' but he was Daniel, why would he say not to tell Daniel which was him. "Arrghh, so confusing" she wondered as she tried to release his arm from her waist but he wasn't giving in. Maybe she would just wake up in the middle of the night and go to her room. She promised herself as she slowly fluttered her eyes close, enjoying the warmth of his embrace and slowly travelling to 'Dreamville'

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Chapter 13
Chapter title: All I see is beauty.


Daniel leaned into his seat, watching Genevieve eat. Unlike yesterday, when he requested the food brought up to them. They were in the hotel's restaurant, having dinner. He took a swig of his red wine, still staring at Genevieve. He knew she was aware that his eyes were glued to her, but she continued.

"That man must be really important for you to cry all through the night" he introduced, surveying her face-which was a combination of things that are pleasing to look at.

She looked up from her plate of rice and gave Daniel a subtle nod. Daniel stared at her with an Askance look.

"Interesting, first love perhaps?" He quizzed, eyeing her skeptically. He didn't give out he was anxious knowing the guy, instead he looked impressively unruffled.

"Well-you could call it that" she laughed feebly, as Daniel insides nettled.

"I see, you must love him so much then?" he inquired, aiming for a negative reply from her, but to his dismay. It couldn't get any worse from here.

"So much that it hurts" she grimaced, he watched as her eyes were glistening with tears but she wiped it away, downing her glass of orange juice.

The breeze let out a contagious sigh in the still air, contagious because, they both suddenly sighed.

Then abrupt silence followed, until..

"So why did he leave you?" Daniel asked, exploring her face for answers.

"He didn't mean to- I mean, it happened so suddenly. I can't believe H-he just left"

"So if he returns, would you accept him?"

"Of course sir, in a blink of an eye. It might be scary at first but definitely. You need not ask" she replied, chuckling. Then she frowned.

"And he's probably screwing a lady right now" Daniel huffed in irritation.

He watched as Genevieve sullen expression turned into a quizzical stare, making her eyebrow rise.

"What are you talking about, sir?"

He rolled his eyes " your boyfriend of course"

Her eyes grew wide and she began to laugh hysterically, clutching her stomach. She stopped then continued again. Daniel gaped at her, suddenly quiet.

"You're such a strange man, Mr. Coker, I was talking about my Dad" she confessed in-between-laughs.

He turned away, looking everywhere but her. How could he be so stupid to think she was referring to a lover the entire time.

"Will you please stop snickering, you're making me wanna join you" he joked, his eyes glittering. They stared at each other for a while, then started braying like fools in the middle of the restaurant. Good thing no guests were around, apart from the workers who gave them a concerned look from time to time.

He discreetly watched as her strawberry lip balm glistened in the dim light. Her smile was definitely vogue worthy.

He smiled painfully as he wished he could taste them again, bite those lips of hers and kiss her deeply like a caveman but it would definitely give her a scare and to himself too.

He heard her snap her fingers in front of him and saw a frown on her face, he realised that he could do anything to wipe it out. An out-landish thought.

"Sir, are you alright? you spaced out" he found it queer for Genevieve calling him sir after what happened between them. He thought he lost that rank the very day he kissed her, but surprisingly, she didn't let go of the title.

"I'm fine" his voice became husk, he quickly cleared his throat, repeating "I'm fine"

"He's late" she said sadly.

"Who" he rose a brow.

"My Dad"

"I figured, Genevieve. Can I tell you something?" he asked. She didn't say anything, her eyes digging into his, already giving him an answer. "You claim you love him a lot and I can see that. Why don't you try this. Think about the good memories you've created with him. A smile will definitely appear instead of wallowing in grieve. He's watching probably and from his perspective, he wouldn't want you sad" Daniel smiled, making her smile too. She loved the way he talked. The way his fingers snap and the faces he makes. His voice, quiet but authoritative. She peered at him, her face curious.

"I lost my Mum. She died ten years ago. I definitely understand, Genevieve. Especially when you watch her die" he gulped, feigning a chuckle. He remembered how he watched the Nurses weave their way in and out of the intensive care unit, slightly dodging each other as they hastened their pace, all because of one woman. Mrs Elizabeth Coker. Fifteen year old Daniel understood what was going on. His Mum had a stage four ovary cancer and they were slowing loosing her to death. It was a wild cry as Daniel, his father and two siblings; Martins and Vanessa stood by their mum's side and watched her struggle for air. She looked like a piece of shrimp, her bones almost reaping out of her body as she exhaled bitterly. Then the monitor sounded an alarm- it was a low-pitched beep, displaying a flat line. The doctors tried all they could as she was unresponsive to the defibrillator, no pulse was found. Little Daniel stared at the single crash cart in disgust, all those many pieces of equipments did nothing to revive his Mum. He couldn't help but stare murderously at his father. He was the reason. He didn't cloth her with an hint of love. How could she have gotten to a stage four without them knowing. The accusations followed to the recent time.

Genevieve looked at his eyes, seeing the sorrow and sadness in them. Without thinking, she snaked her fingers to his, caressing them softly with her thumbs. She ignored the electric waves passing through her entire body and gave him a smile. Daniel peered at their interlaced fingers then shifted his gaze to her eyes. Her dark brown eyes shimmered, promising betterment. His lips opened slightly just as her phone beamed. They jerked apart. it wasn't his. He looked up to see Genevieve on the phone. Then she hurried, saying a bye, then ended the call. He knew who it was.

"Who's the Doctor to you?" he asked, referring to Gabriel, how emotions eluded his face.

"He's just a friend" she answered, watching him. She was oblivious to what those words gave him. It was relief, relief billowed through him.

"Goodnight, Genevieve. I'll see you tomorrow" He stood up, grinning broadly as he retired to his room. He had a lot of business calls to attend and only he understood where the energy suddenly emerged from.

Genevieve shook her head "what a strange man" she muttered. She smiled cheerfully at her iPhone when she saw a message from her Mum.

Super mum: so how's my first princess doing?

Genevieve: mum, I can't believe you did that. Why didn't you tell me about the trip yesterday?

Super mum: honestly, I don't know. He's a very stunning young man, Genevieve (wink)

Genevieve: mum, you're unbelievable. I will talk to you later alright? It's weird chatting with your mother.

Super mum: Lol Genevieve, stay safe alright? May God protect you.

Genevieve: Amen. I love you too, Mum.

Genevieve laughed, her mum was just too much, she still referred to Lol as lots of love. Just then her phone beamed, reflecting a message.

Kelvin: make sure you guys fall for each other on this trip, or I'll feed you to pigs

Genevieve: Love you too.

She replied sarcastically.

Kelvin: what are you doing between? let me guess. Kissing him again?

Genevieve: if I was doing that, how then would I be able to message you back? Sometimes I wonder how you passed your UTME.

Kelvin: ha ha. Your snide comments aren't needed, just tell me.

Genevieve: honestly, I'm devouring my chicken, but your constant text is making me loose my concentration : (

Kelvin: Genny and food, let me leave you to enjoy your scrumptious meal. Be enjoying up and down. Make sure Mr. Coker is whipped before coming home.

Genevieve: so that you can win the bet right? Not gonna happen.

Kelvin: you can't run away from love my dear.

Genevieve: watch me.

Even if she did like him, it was impossible for him to like her back. She thought.

* *

"What do you see my boy, looking at this site" Daniel's uncle. Mr. James Savage asked. He was Vincent's Dad. Daniel was giving him a tour around the new restaurant.

Daniel looked at the site yet untouched "well, I see a parking lot and a garden meant for relaxation" Daniel answered, facing his father's best friend and in-law. Daniel's Dad and his wife. Martha Savage were siblings. Daniel saw him purse his lips in disapproval then Mr. James patted his back.

"That's good but you need to think big. This will be a vast hotel eventually, definitely a parking space would be created but not here, Daniel. I see a recreational center right here, close to south and a Shopping mall. Don't you think it would be better if your hotel had all of these. Tourists would come to relax not only that, but explore for themselves, no need them going out. It has all of the necessary buildings already"

Daniel smiled, now he understood why Mr. James was such a big business man. His imaginations were out of this world, making his organisation stand out from the rest.

"Think about it, I'll inform your father first. I need my rest. It's almost dusk" Mr. James yawned, walking away.

Daniel nodded, at the corner of his eyes, he saw Genevieve seated on a bench in the site, she was obviously waiting for them to finish. She was fiddling with her fingers as she stared into space.

He smirked, saying to himself "all I see is beauty herself, taking my breath away"






A/n sorry about the wait. My schedule is a little rough this month. That's why I won't be updating daily. I'm deeply sorry. So, the updates will be..Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays. Please bear with me. Thank y'all for your supports, I feel honoured. God bless.

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Anyways, kudos..
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Chapter 12
Chapter title: Trips and embraces.

The week flew past in a blur, Genevieve would always find pleasure on the floor decorations whenever Daniel was around. While Daniel, he stopped the meaningless talks and advances towards Genevieve. She couldn't denial that a part of her still ached for his attention.

Genevieve swerved in bed, ignoring the loud ruffling sounds and tiny whispers. But the persistent ringing of her phone snapped her eyes open. She groaned, groping for her phone, it chimed revealing a new message. It was from Daniel, she jerked up quickly, sitting up. She glanced at the time, which read 6:05am. Why would Daniel text her so early on a Saturday? She clicked on the message.

Daniel Coker: meet me outside. Now.

She wiped away sleep from her eyes. She groaned, hitting her head on her pillow. Few seconds later, She peeked through the curtain, seeing a matte black BMW x7 Parked at her driveway she fell back on her bed.

"What does this man want again? Couldn't he wait till Monday"

She got up, walking groggily to the bathroom. After fifteen minutes of her morning routine, she scanned through her mini closet. She could have sworn that some of her clothes suddenly disappeared or maybe she was still in her sleep induced state.

She settled for a black T-shirt and denims. Pairing it with her black and white converse. Since it wasn't a workday she might as well dress casually.

She stared at the time again, 6:45am. She rolled her eyes as she walked to the sitting room. Mrs Miller was sprawled in on one of the couches, slurping her tea as Genevieve approached. She smiled seeing her daughter.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked as Genevieve muttered a "good morning mum"

"I guess. I need to go somewhere Mum"

"I know, take your time my dear" Mrs Miller smiled, taking a swig of her tea. Genevieve studied her Mum suspiciously.

"You aren't going to ask questions?" Genevieve looked perplexed.

"You're an adult, Genevieve. As long as you're safe. Go do what you do" Mrs Miller laughed richly.

"Okayyy" Genevieve said slowing, she was definitely hallucinating. She shook her head as she mooched towards the front door.

She exhaled sharply as she turned the doorknob.
Daniel's back was facing her as he spoked over the phone. She stood awkwardly, fiddling with her fingers. Few minutes later, he turned around making her heart skip a beat. He was clad in a grey Armani suit. His hair looked wet, giving away the fact that he just came out of the bathroom. With his eyes as dark as a dusky night sky. It made her want to stare at them all day.

"Good. now, let's go" he instructed, getting in the backseat.

"But sir, where are we go-"

"Get in, Genevieve. Isn't it enough that you spent an hour getting ready?"

"I-"

"We don't have all day, please get in"

She sighed, he said please. She got in. She unknowingly brushed his fingers as she sat. She removed her hand, quickly, bringing it to her lap.

"David, to the airport" Daniel ordered his driver.

Genevieve gaped at him in horror.
"Sir. A-airport?" She stuttered. Daniel turned to her with a blank expression.

"Is there a problem, Ms. Miller?"

"But you postponed the trip to Abuja yesterday-"

"Well, I changed my mind"

"Sir, I didn't tell anyone that I'd be gone" she complained, turning back to stare at her house which had long faded.

"I spoke with your Mum already"

No wonder her mum was acting so weird earlier she should have known. Genevieve cleared her throat "I didn't bring my stuff"

"They are in the back, your Mum packed it up okay?" Then he shifted his gaze to his phone. Blocking her out.

She blinked rapidly. That explains her missing clothes. Mrs Miller was one strange woman. Genevieve couldn't agree more.

Genevieve looked out the window. Her eyes wide as they drove to a small facility in the Airport. Daniel couldn't be bothered, he was typing away in his mini computer, frowning from time to time. They were on their way to Abuja to open a new hotel slash restaurant just recently established there. Daniel needed to go himself in order to get everything in check before letting people check in.

uniformed men greeted them as they walked past. Genevieve squealed lightly as she saw a jet close-by. They were going in that? He owned a private jet? She asked herself. She knew he was a billionaire but never imagined him owning one of the bad boys. She grinned inwardly and looked at Daniel. His eyes were fixated on his iPad. After showing their identifications they were ushered in the aircraft.

She held her breath as she got seated on the beige coloured seat close to the window. Daniel followed suit placing his laptop on his lap. She felt Daniel move within his seat. He was fishing out his iPhone from his pocket, after the brief call, she saw him visibly relax and sink into the seat.

She wasn't paying attention and didn't know when the captain's voice drifted off from the speakers. A few minutes later, the Jet started taxiing then pulled unto the runway. As it accelerated rapidly, she closed her eyes shut, hands gripping the armrest so tightly, making her knuckles turn a different shade. Takes off were the hardest part for her.

Daniel looked up from his laptop, seeing Genevieve clench her teeth in distress. Without thinking, he immediately lace his fingers around Genevieve's, making her take deep breaths and relax slowly as they were now airborne. He made no effort removing his as she slowly fluttered her eyes open, her little fingers swallowed and lost in his large ones. She peered at him muttering a "thank you" pointing at his fingers to let go that she was OK now but he didn't. He searched her eyes intensely like he was looking for something in there. Then he shook his head, immediately freeing their fingers.

"There's room in here, go rest. You look tired" he offered blankly, eyes now fixed on his laptop. She looked hesitant, he must have noticed because he added "I'll finish these myself"

She gave a skeptical nod then walked slowly to the first door she found, and holy Pizza lover! It didn't look like she was in a plane anymore but in a five star hotel.

A 42 inch LCD TV mounted on the wall. Cream colored walls decorated with amazing arts and crafts. A king-sized bed placed in the middle of the room that looked pretty inviting. It was like it were saying these exact words. 'Come on, you know you can't resist this soft quilted foam and refreshing fragrance'

she giggled, Laying belly up on the bed. She stared at the chandelier hanging on the ceiling and didn't know when she reached slumber land.

* *

Daniel came in, seeing Genevieve sleep.
He sat close to her on the bed. His hands itched to touch, to skim his fingers on her face. She looked so delicate, harmless like a pretty kitten. She turned, whimpering in her sleep. He smiled, watching her for close to five minutes until she slowly opened her eyes, getting up. She pouted which made him stifle a chuckle at her cuteness. Genevieve stared at a familiar figure, staring back at her. She jumped up from the bed like she suddenly touched fire. Her face heated up in embarrassment. She wished the ground could just open up and swallow her away from the scene.

He cleared his throat and said sternly "we're here"

Her stomach rumbled in disagreement as they strolled out of the room.

"maybe eat first" he added chuckling, leaving Genevieve, whose face was as red as a tomato.

They got to the hotel, they stayed at the presidential suites-Perks of being a CEO's PA-With their rooms surprisingly close to each other. The only demarcation was a wall. It wasn't soundproof, that he needed to put in order. Genevieve moaned as she finally landed on the bed in her night dress.

She looked around, seeing a big picture of the president of Nigeria and a familiar aged man. He looked a lot like Daniel, she got up from the bed, scrutinising the picture. Until she saw a name written underneath in black. "Wale Coker" she muttered and knew then that he was Daniel's father, She suddenly missed hers. Remembering that it should have been his birthday today didn't help.

She ran back to her bed. Tears painfully slipping off her eyes. She remembered his failed promises.....

"Daddy, you got Mich a new phone. What about mine, dad?" 16 year old Genevieve whined, folding her arms in disapproval.

"I know Genevieve, I'm planning on getting you an iPhone when I come back" Frederick Miller promised his daughter, eyes crinkling in sheer love and admiration. He watched her burst into loud giggles and squeals which made him smile more.

"Promise Dad" she beamed not able to hide the excitement in her voice.

"I promise"

........flashback ended.......

"How could you? Why did you have to lie dad? Don't worry about the iPhone anymore. Please just come back to us. I promise to be a good girl. I promise to get up if you need hot water for your bath. I promise never to murmur or cuss ever again. Please come back. Please" she sobbed into the fluffy white pillow, soaking it with tears. She whimpered and sniffed as she continued reminiscing on the past.

Daniel jerked up from the bed. He heard something cry but he couldn't figure out what it was. Then it grew louder, it sounded like an human, a child or maybe a girl. The sound was coming from the walls guarding his bed. He fixed his ear on the wall, trying to gain more information. Then he blenched, it was Genevieve. Was she crying? He seemed alarmed heading straight to her room. Her door, it wasn't locked, making different thoughts tally through his mind.

He needed to save her, she was his responsibility. There were well-trained security guards guiding the entire vicinity but who knows? He rushed in, glancing around for the criminals only to see her cuddled up in bed not aware of his presence. She was shivering and it wasn't even cold. The AC wasn't even turned on.
His brows rose as he slowly sat on the bed.

"Genevieve" he whispered softly "what's wrong?"

She didn't move, instead she cried harder, letting the tears stream her face.

"come here" he offered, opening his arms. She looked at him for a second with a hesitant look before getting up and staying between his arms. She released all her sobs, fully crying now. He rubbed at her back, making soothing circles around it. He didn't want to let go he, loved her jasmine scent and he inhaled, taking it in. They stayed like that for five minutes, enjoying each other's embrace. Until she slowly pulled away, blushing. His fingers touched her chin, straightening her very unappealing face to meet his.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asked, making her give a subtle nod.

"I miss him so much, that it hurts just thinking about him" she sniffed, Daniel became pale as he watched her. So it was all about a guy, he thought it was something- Something more serious. He wasted his time cheering up a girl crying for a nasty breakup. What was he? a rebound? He hid the disgust in his face as he got up.

"I will check up on you later, I need to go do some work" he rushed, getting out of her room and heading to his. What a waste of time. He said to himself, fuming with anger as he forced himself on the bed.

Genevieve stared at her closed door in puzzlement. What just happened? He offered to listen and now he just bailed on her the minute she started. He must be blindingly crazy indeed. She thought as she cleaned up her dried tears too lazy to get up and wash her face. She smiled as she recalled the embrace. His scent, still filling the room. She hugged her pillow as her heart did a little somersault against her chest.

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Chapter 11
Chapter title: in which he takes her home.

She tried to move her legs but it didn't budge. Then she tried turning to the opposite direction, helplessly aiming for the restroom but a voice interrupted that brisk movement.

"over here" it was Gabriel, his tone excited like he couldn't wait to show her what was in front of him. She sighed, whirling around to see her date wave enthusiastically like a child.

She put on a fake smile, hands shaky, plodding towards the table. Gabriel immediately offered his chair then glanced around for an empty one because Daniel was occupying hers. She got seated, wrapping her fingers around each other and glaring at her untouched food like it could suddenly reveal a way of getting rid of unwanted guests. She fought the urge not to look at Daniel but who was she kidding? she still stole a glance. Daniel was dressed in a business suit, depicting business. His grey tie circled around his neck. His black hair tousled up in a good way. Lips too pink. He looked jaw-droopingly handsome which made her look perturbed. What about his date? She thought.

Daniel stared at Genevieve, he knew she was aware of his presence. She griped her fork too hard, not even scooping a meal. Jenny, his date got a call from her agency just as Genevieve got to the toilet. It was an emergency shoot. Daniel couldn't care less if Jenny suddenly disappeared in thin air. She forced her self on him and he saw her as a way of getting rid of his problems. He had more fun watching his PA gamut of emotions.

Genevieve hardened her grip on the fork, wishing it was his neck she held so tightly, ripping it apart.

The tension between them was palpable that a knife could go through it. None of them daring to say a word. This is what happens when you force your PA into a kiss. The air suddenly seemed intense. Daniel surveyed Genevieve with a nonchalant expression while she, almost shoving her face in the food, pretending to be unaffected by his presence. Gabriel got an extra chair, a satisfied smile on his face as he sat, facing Genevieve.

"Can you believe he owns this restaurant" Gabriel's voice sounded surprised.

Genevieve wasn't surprised, the Cokers owned different vast restaurants and hotels too. But she didn't know this was one of them. Gabriel mentioned it was new, she should be accustomed with it if it were. Maybe he meant two months ago kind-of-new.

"Not only restaurants, Gabriel. Hotels too" Daniel bragged, not giving out his identity yet. They had earlier introduced themselves and were laughing on Liverpool's defeat against Real Madrid. They both agreed that Bale was the man of the match.

Genevieve paled, making small noises as she slurped her spaghetti. It tasted nice but now isn't a good time to go all glutton.

"Am I right, Genevieve?" Daniel asked. Genevieve jerked up with spaghetti hanging out of her mouth. What was he doing? Loving her uneasiness was what he was doing. She slowly swallowed, dropping her fork and looked up to Gabriel. His brows rose out of confusion.

"I haven't mentioned her name or did I?" Gabriel gave them both a questioning look, his gaze landed on Genevieve. "Am I missing something?" He added.

Genevieve opened her mouth to speak but closed it immediately. This was so embarrassing. Her date meeting her boss. On normal terms it wasn't bad but the boss whose kiss you returned?

"Genevieve, why don't you explain it to him" Daniel eyes glittered with mischief as he studied the both of them, he leaned into his seat, folding his arms, clearly enjoying the silence.

"I work for him. I'm his personal assistant" she replied glumly.

"You said you worked for the CEO. Meaning he's the CEO. Wow, Daniel Coker, never thought I would meet you in person. No wonder you looked so familiar. It's a privilege to finally meet you" Gabriel offered his palm for an handshake and Daniel took it, saying "pleasure is all mine, Doctor Gabriel" but it didn't reach his heart even Genevieve knew that.

Genevieve resumed her food, the date turning from a romantic date she wished for into a business gathering. She would fake a chuckle from time to time just to feel among. Daniel would stare at her, trying to capture her eyes. But she didn't even spare him a glance. She met another side of Daniel today, despite he was still in his office clothes, he never sounded arrogant. He behaved like a normal- not bonkers human. A part she wished would be amalgamated in him permanently.

* *

Genevieve fretfully dropped the files on Daniel's table. Angry about two things. Firstly, the kiss, then his intrusion on her perfect date on Saturday. She wished work didn't resume on Monday because she had to face him again. She fought the urge not to spit on his face for taking advantage of her. But she couldn't do the same to her face too, she was also guilty of the crime. She kissed him back.

She turned to leave his office not waiting a millisecond.

"Wait" he ordered sternly, getting up. She let out a harsh sigh as she turned around, hiding any sign of emotions.

"Who is that guy to you?" he blurted. She peered at him, searching his dark eyes for clues but his eyes gave away nothing. she knew he was referring to Gabriel. Without thinking, she also voiced out the inevitable question that has been invading her mind.

"Why did you kiss me?" she snapped. Scrutinising his face again. He looked unfazed like he saw it coming.

"Is that how you say a thank you?"

"I didn't ask you to get me a cake...sir"

"Ungrateful much?"

"Why did you kiss me?" She asked again, staring directly in his eyes.

"It was a mistake, Genevieve, don't dwell on it okay? I was so bummed and wasn't thinking straight. I apologize, It won't ever happen again, you have my word, I mean, it's only a kiss"

She felt something break inside her as he mentioned it was a mistake. Did she expect it to be something more? How could she think that Daniel Coker would want something from her, order than give her orders, but it didn't hurt, thinking he was interested in her even if she knew he never would be.

She hissed, rushing to the door but he retracted her by firmly holding her wrist and pushing her into his hard chest. She let out a sharp intake of breath.

"What are you doing? Let me go" she forced out, trying to free herself. The keyword. "Trying". It was like an ant 'trying' to break through a brazen wall.

"you're hurting me sir. Please" she cried out, breathing heavily. Daniel released her wrist immediately at her wail.

"I'm sorry" he whispered. They heard a loud honk from outside, Genevieve glanced at the wall clock, knowing it was Gabriel.

"Who is the Doctor to you?" Daniel demanded.

"Why do you care sir? It's none of your business. I didn't see a rule written anyway that a worker here shouldn't go out with guys after work. Or is there?" She asked. He kept mute, not saying a word.

"You may be my boss but you aren't the boss of my decisions"  His jaw clenched at her words.
Unknown anger flared through him as he watched her leave. He peeked through his glass window, seeing Genevieve get into a man's car. But it didn't zoom off. Confused, he saw Genevieve come out of the car, having a heated discussion with a man. Daniel retrieved his suit jacket, going down. The building was almost empty as everyone retired to their homes.

Daniel stepped out with folded arms. He leaned into a wall close-by, viewing in amazement.

"I'm sorry, Genevieve. It's an emergency. I need to be at the hospital in about...twenty-five minutes" Gabriel added, glancing at his watch.

"I understand. Go do what you do, you know, saving lives. I'll be fine" Genevieve promised, straightening her high-waist skirt.

"I don't know. Are you sure?"

"Yes Gabriel. Go!" She laughed, pushing him towards his car.

"I'm not convinced yet, I'll call a cab to get you home, then I'll go" he disputed, eyeing the road ahead. They both turned as they heard a voice.

"I could take her home" Daniel offered blandly, walking towards them. Genevieve froze, was he eavesdropping on their conversation?

"No!" She yelled then turned to Gabriel who stared at her in uncertainty. "I mean. A cab sounds fine" she forced a smile.

Gabriel pager went off again, he quickly rushed the words. "I need to go now, Genevieve. Please I rather you go with him alright? It's safer. I'll get going" he got in as Genevieve opened her mouth to protest but his car was barely in sight. Only if he knew it was going to be the opposite of safe.

She awkwardly turned to Daniel "Er, you don't have to bother yourself sir. I've been doing this for a while now. So- I'll get going then"

"I will take you home" he said coldly, getting in his range rover SUV. He studied her from the opened door, she was still rooted to her spot, making no attempt to move "get in" he ordered.

She looked around, feeling nervous. She should be grateful he was offering a lift but how would she survive with him in there? She nodded slowly, then got in and buckled her seatbelt. She watched as he put his key in the ignition and she shivered as the car roared to life. She would risk a glance at the object of her distress from time to time but he eyes were fixated on the road. She inhaled, loving the familiar fragrance that engulfed her. She watched as his muscles flexed unknowingly. It should be illegal to be this gorgeous. She thought. She heard him clear his throat but was too busy humiliating herself by gawking him like a loon.

"When you are done ogling. Give me directions to your house" he said, making her flush, she quickly turned away. Why should he have this much effect on her?  Why was he being nice by offering her a ride home? It was just too much for her brain to handle.

Few minutes later, he pulled over at her driveway. She frowned, fidgeting for a way to unbuckle her seat belt. Daniel leaned forward, igniting the butterflies in her tummy. She gasped as he leaned into her, his eyes clouded with something close to lust. She felt her heart pounding against her chest in a fast rhythm.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Her knees became weak, she was scared if he could hear her heartbeat but of course he couldn't, because his was doing the same. She gulped, knowing that if she swallowed one last time, she was definitely going to run out of saliva. Something glint flickered in his dark eyes.

Then he whispered.

"I thought you looked beautiful on Saturday, very beautiful"

The words were endearing as it kept resonating. She fluttered her eyes shot, anticipating something more. Then she heard a click which snapped her eyes open. Daniel was now seated in his seat. He looked stoic as he rested his head on the steering wheel. She noticed the seatbelt was off and she quickly got out of his car, sprinting to her door. Daniel watched her from his window as she disappeared fully. He sighed, then looked straight ahead. He thought about nothing as he drove sullenly to his penthouse.

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Since JUNE 28 was your last update Iwrite.
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Chapter 10
Chapter title: in which she sees him again 2

Was it Daniel?
The man whirled around, making her breath hitch. Then her racing heart relaxed. She heaved a sigh of relief but a tinge of disappointment billowed through her instead.

"You look a little disappointed to see me, were you expecting someone else?" Gabriel inquired, searching her sombre eyes. She shook her head, strolling towards him.

"No, no. I'm a little shocked to see you Gabriel. What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to make her voice as welcoming as possible.

"Well, I thought I should pay you a visit. Or is this a wrong time?"

"No, no. It's fine" she smiled.

"Good, I like fine" his eyes glittered as he chuckled.

"But how did you get here? I don't remember letting you in yesterday"

"Well-" he scratched his dark hair awkwardly "-I wanted to pay you a visit like I said, I didn't actually know your house but I saw your sister at the end of your street. You guys look so much alike, I must add. It wasn't hard figuring you were related. So, I followed her here" he explained. Michelle was her doppelganger in real life. The only difference was that Genevieve was the mature one both in facials and figure.

"Fair enough" she nodded in confirmation.

"Er. Well you see, it's still bright outside and I wanted us to. Hmm, you know- take you to a new restaurant down town. So, What do you say?" He peered at her, anxiously waiting for an answer.

Genevieve blinked, was he asking her on a date?

"Yeah, let's go with that" Gabriel laughed nervously, making Genevieve realise that she said it out loud. She blushed, answering "would love to"

She had the right to have fun and she was going to stop acting like a caveman. Gabriel was a nice guy even if she knew him barely a day. She knew he couldn't possibly hurt her. This was her first ever date. She was courted by many guys but didn't believe in the whole 'teenage romance' and always declined the advances, but this time, it was different. She was curious to be in one.

"Wait here, I need to go change" she pointed to the couch then weaved her way to her room.

Genevieve stared at her impeccable reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a summer dress which had a grey stripe design and folded Bardot neckline with rib off shoulder. It clung to her waist and stopped just above her knees which fits her like a second skin, just perfectly well- like it was made just for. She wasn't one who handled brushes, but she did her best, adding just the black eyeliner and mascara, she finished it off with a red lipstick which stood out the most and complemented her caramel skin. Her braids parked in a high ponytail, giving her neck and face quite the view. She frowned at her exposed neck then decided to add her silver interlink circle choker. She got in her silver pumps pairing it with a silver clutch. She laughed, taking silly self pics and exhaled walking to the sitting room, she fiddled with her clutch, feeling nervous suddenly.

Gabriel stood up "finally you-"

He was cut short by his own abrupt silence. His eyes danced around Genevieve, the dress, her face, her endless legs then her face again. It looked like his eyes were about to bulge out of it's sockets, drinking the beauty standing in front of him.

"Shall we" she offered, breaking the awkward silence.

"Er, yes" he took her hand.

"Mich, I'll be home soon" she yelled as Gabriel led her to his car.

* *

Gabriel killed the engine. He jogged over to the passenger's side to open the car door for Genevieve. What a gentleman! She smiled, getting out. He offered his palm, she nodded dropping hers in his. With their entwined fingers. They sauntered straight to a big building with the words 'Take a seat' blazoned across it. Genevieve gasped, staring at the five star restaurant. She had been to different exquisite restaurants but this was the top notch.

They halted at the entrance, Gabriel speaking to the hostess while she glanced around, eyes feasting on the top priced restaurant. A concierge came up and directed them to their table which was located at the far end of the room close to huge bay windows.

He pulled out a chair for her, waiting for her to get seated until he resumed his. She smiled in gratitude. A waiter came up, handing them their menus, the young waiter smiled, saying "I'll be back shortly"

Genevieve stared at the menu, eyes dancing in mirth, she was always indecisive when it comes to food.

"So what do you want?" Gabriel turned to Genevieve.

"Surprise me"

He chuckled just as the waiter came to take their orders.

"So, while we wait, let's get to know each other better, ask me anything you want to know about me"

"Okay-" she stared at the fine young man. "-what do you do?" She inquired, crossing her legs.

"I'm a surgeon" he replied, staring directly in her eyes to see it widen in amazement.

"It's so nice" then she cringed "-but with the whole blood and needles I could barely last a minute in there" she gagged, not remembering the last time she went to the hospital or took shots.

"Hmm, that's my specialty. Treating and helping people" he chuckled at Genevieve's distaste.

"That explains why you came to my aid yesterday"

"Yeah, maybe more" he laughed, making Genevieve furrow her brow. He coughed, rushing the words "what do you do?"

"Well, I work for Coker Enterprise"

"As what?"

She thought if she should tell him, but what was the harm in that?

"Well, the CEO's Personal Assistant"

"That's nice"

Hell if you ask me. She whispered silently to herself.

The waiter came in afterwords, bringing their food. She smiled ingratitude and Gabriel released a thank you. She waited patiently for Gabriel to resume his before she did. She tore her gaze from the besotted look of her date, long enough to glance around. She suddenly froze, eyes wide as Mercy Johnson's bosoms, mouth falling open in dismay, releasing a soft gasp.

* *

Daniel rolled his eyes at the lame commentaries Jenny, his date was making. She was staring at the menu, giggling all the way.
'Take a seat' was one of the restaurants his company owned but his younger brother. Martins, managed it. Martins needed responsibility before taking over some of the businesses in the words of their father. Daniel looked at the hot Nigerian model, she pouted staring at one of the local dishes, then shook her head. Daniel looked like he would be anywhere but there. His eyes wandered around like he was searching for a specific human. A woman gained his interest, she was even staring. she looked familiar.

Genevieve! It dawned on him. He blinked twice, thinking he was hallucinating but she didn't erode. He met her eyes, capturing it like it's his own. He lips rose into a lop-sided smile as her eyes widened in shock. It felt like the world suddenly came to a halt, comprising of just the two of them. An unidentified intensiveness surged through his entire body. Her face flawless, the dress would look better it it were on the flood of his room. He thought. He was surprised at how beautiful she turned out to be. Then his gaze fell to an intruder seated beside her, oblivious to the tension. He turned away quickly as a flare of possessiveness flared in him.

Genevieve's hands shook as she finally averted her eyes from his. Suddenly feeling naked under his hard gaze. All giddiness she hoped for the night swallowed by the Big Fish all because of Daniel Coker. What is he doing here? She wondered. Her nonplussed look turned into an icy cold glare when she looked up, seeing him wear a smirk. She scoffed, facing Gabriel who had a worried expression drawn across his face. She felt guilty for letting Daniel get to her.

"Are you alright? We could order something else"

"Please no" she forced out a weak smile. "It's perfect"

Nothing was going to spoil her night. Gabriel nodded eyeing her skeptically.

She couldn't help but stare at Daniel, he was still watching her with a look she couldn't decipher. She shivered under her skin, making Gabriel clasp her left palm and she smiled. She risked a glance at Daniel again, he wasn't staring at her anymore. He was kissing his date silly, shoving his face in hers.

"Are you sure you are alright? We could do this some other time" Gabriel said, shifting his gaze to the cloying PDA of the couple adjacent them.

"No, please no. I just need to- I need to cool off" she managed to say, getting up and heading to the restroom even if she didn't exactly know where it was, leaving a puzzled Gabriel behind.

Daniel abruptly released his lips from Jenny making her whine. He thought kissing Jenny would be a distraction but it wasn't. Jenny was shocked at first when he did but she returned it nevertheless. He looked out the window, he couldn't think straight. Seeing Genevieve added to his distress. How her soft lips felt so warm against his, her taste. Damn! She tasted so good. He shouldn't be giddy for his PA, he definitely shouldn't be, but who was the guy with her? He asked himself. Was it the same man from yesterday? He groaned internally. Her love life was none of his business. He should stay out of it. He thought. Yesterday's kiss was only a mistake. No repetition, done, buried, disposed. Trashed.

Genevieve finally got to the ladies' room after few directions from people. She sighed, staring at her pale reflection in the mirror. She turned on the tap, sprinkling cold water on her face then took a handkerchief from her clutch and dabbed her face dry.

Inhale the positive

Exhale the negative.

She repeated then walked out, moving slowly to her seat but her eyes grew wide as she saw Daniel and her date laughing hysterically.





A/n I'm deeply sorry for the wait guys. Been really busy but I'm back now with the updates. Thanks for your lovely comments and thanks again for still sticking with this story. I appreciate a lot.

Chapter 9
Chapter title: in which she sees him again.

It was Saturday. Genevieve seemed to be the first person who got up from bed in the whole of Nigeria. She rushed to a bakery not far from her home. She paid a lot than usual to get the cake customized since there wasn't a birthday cake available. Of course it was just a cake, she couldn't possibly get two, since it cost so much.

She sneaked into her home and abandoned the cake in the fridge. It would be a morning surprise to her mum when she opens it. It was compensation for last night. Last night!

Genevieve struggled to sleep all through the night. Each time she tried to flutter her eyes shot, images of Daniel and the kiss scene replayed at the back of her head. It suddenly turned to her default setting.

She needed to talk to someone and that happens to be Kelvin Soya. Her childhood friend. He schooled at the university of Lagos, in his third year already, studying accounting while she- no where near school walls.

She stood awkwardly at the university's entrance not daring to go in. She was anti-social not shy but socially awkward. She gnawed on her nails vigorously like a wood pecker. A group of boys stood adjacent her, gawking her, not bothering to keep it low key. She prayed silently for Kelvin to come out. She informed kelvin on her arrival but there was no sign of him. She frowned as one of the boys approached her, then the other followed, until all of them were slowly making their way towards her.

Fortunately for her, Kelvin appeared like a Knight in shining armour, helping a damsel in distress. She heaved a sigh of relief as she briskly walked to Kelvin and away from the guys.

"I hate you" she glared at her best friend, making him pout.

"That's not the way to greet your boyfriend, my love" kelvin Soya grinned, engulfing Genevieve in a tight hug, permanently shooing the guys away. She smiled, acknowledging his intentions.

"I missed you Genny" he declared honestly.

"Me too" she replied solemnly, visibly relaxed under the comforting warmth of his embrace. Kelvin ears jerked up at the way she sounded. Genevieve wasn't anyone who reacted to things so easily. barely two months they saw each other but crying was uncalled for. He knew it wasn't just about missing him but something else, something huge.

"Come on, let's go eat. My treat" Kelvin offered whilst Genevieve nodded in agreement.

*  *

"So, any girlfriends lately? Genevieve inspected, wriggling her brows teasingly.

"sweetheart, you're the only one on my mind. I don't even mind, loving you" he joked, mimicking a famous Nigerian song.

"You wish" Genevieve laughed, hitting him on the chest.

Few seconds later. "I hate him" she whispered softly, if Kelvin wasn't paying attention he would have missed it.

"Who?" he looked puzzled.

"My boss" she replied coldly then, continuously shook her head "you know what? Forget I said anything" she sighed, scooping her ice cream. She visibly relaxed as the cold cream melted on her tongue, wanting every aspect of her life to be as sweet as the vanilla sundae.

"You know I hate it when you bring up an issue then abruptly refuse to tell me" Kelvin groaned unhappily.

"You wouldn't under-"

"Hey! It's something big, you came down here all of a sudden. So it's blindingly serious, Genevieve. I'm a great listener and you know it"

Genevieve sighed in defeat, he was her best friend after all and they made a pact never to hide secrets from each other. She explained vividly to Kelvin starting from the bargain to yesterday's event, skipping no part.

"Honestly, no bachelor in their right senses would work with you without being attracted. Do you know how many times I had to do cold showers" Kelvin laughed. He wasn't as attracted to her as before. He was previously like a lost puppy, following the first human it encountered.

Genevieve rolled out her eyes "he isn't attracted to me Kelvin-"

"I am"

"Kelvin, be serious. I came all the way for an advice"

"So you came just for an advice not because you missed me. Oh, I feel loved" he said sarcastically.

"Kelvin!!"

"Geez!" He glanced around the garden, wondering if anyone heard her scream but negative. "Why would he kiss you if he weren't attracted?"

"I honestly don't know, Kev"

"Now the question here is. Are you?"

Genevieve thought for a second. Her boss looked like an Abercrombie model. She knew that. But like was out of the question, she couldn't possibly fall for a demon in office clothes. To hell with the good looks.

"Eew no. He's terrifying, heartless, evil, mean, arrogant, a spoiled brat-"

"Your eyes are twinkling even when you're being bitchy" Kelvin sounded surprised as he gave her a mischievous glare.

"You don't know what you're talking about. I hate him" she uttered through clenched teeth.

"So the kiss?"

She furrowed her brows and slowly asked "what about the kiss?"

"How did it make you feel?" a grin chugged on his face.

"I don't know, when did you turn into a love expert?"

"The minute you came here for an advice" he declared triumphantly, giving her a subtle bow.

"Good answer. I don't like him okay? and never will"

"I give you two weeks to fall for him, wanna bet?"

"It's so on" she clasped his palm as they made the bet.

* *

Genevieve arrived at her home, happy that the discussion with Kelvin was finally over.

"Pttf, like my foot" she hissed, slowly hitting at the door. Her little brother. Joel, came running to her, she lifted him up, pecking his lips briefly.

"Welcome, Aunty Genevieve, now you get the bear hug" Joel smiled, embracing her in a bone crushing hug. She wrinkled her forehead. The only reason Joel would wanna give her a bear hug. Was if she got two cakes.

"glad you liked it"

"The chocolate cake tasted so great!" He yelled happily.

She stifled, chocolate cake? But She got a vanilla. Did the lady wrap up two different flavours? But she carried it herself.

"What do you mean chocolate?"

"You're so forgetful Aunty Genevieve. A lady came to deliver the second one right after mum found the first laying in the fridge. They are right on the dining table"

She walked, still carrying Joel and proceeded to the dinning table since it was close to the entrance.

She gasped slightly, seeing two boxes of cake. She stared at the unfamiliar chocolate cake, already half eaten. she noticed a fluorescent lavender note stuck to the side, which read 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU'

She grinned broadly when she noticed a logo on it, it was the Cokers' logo. A crown. She knew It was from Daniel, why would he send her a cake? She wondered. So he did have a conscience after all. She nodded, pinching an edible part and bringing it to her lips. It was sweet, just like his...

"Ahh, I totally forgot" Joel frowned, hitting his head. Genevieve studied her brother.

"What is it Joel?"

"Come closer" Joel whispered, urging her to move forward with his tiny fingers, she succumbed to his order.

"I mean real close" he whispered again, pursing his lips. She rolled her eyes, almost now shoving her face in his.

"Come on, Aunty Genevieve. Closer" he nagged, Genevieve sighed. His lips now in her ears. As he let out air, it fanned her ears, making her giggle.

"A man is in there, shh" Joel said slowly into Genevieve's ear and she fleeted back, her knees shaky. She hurriedly put Joel down, afraid her legs might surrender, making the two of them fall harshly on the bluish-green carpet. All the colours seemed to have drained from her skin, with her eyes wide. She slowing marched to the sitting room. Genevieve Miller gasped, seeing a man in a black tuxedo, seated on the couch. Her hands shook as she approached him.

Was it Daniel?





A/n Daniel huh? Any guesses who the tuxedo man is?

lizilicious, I wish I could get it organised before then but seriously, you're not the only one fangirl-ing here. I am too, especially whilst reading and imagining. So cool.

donteanz, I get you now.

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donteanz no now..boys before flower is really different from this now. Lmao

Mention me in ur next update pls


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Chapter 8
Chapter title: Aftermath.

As the stranger turned the ignition. She couldn't help but look back, seeing an alarmed Daniel. He was watching in the pouring rain as the car zoomed off in a pile of exhaust flames. She shivered, glazing ahead out of the windshield, at the soft glow of skyscrapers. Her mind flamed with the memory. Daniel's scent, a warm earthy fragrance still permeated her nostrils.

"Bitter ex-boyfriend?" The stranger interrogated, making a tinge of heightened colour in her cheeks, she flushed, looking away.

"Any-who, I'm Gabriel and not a ritualist" he clarified, chuckling, shifting his gaze from the road to take a good look at her.

"I'm Genevieve, and until I get home safely on my bed, then I'll believe you" she gave him a skeptical once-over, making sure to scan the backseats for any suspicious instruments and gadgets.

"I'll take that, Genevieve. It seems fair enough" he smiled, a warm and welcoming one and not the cocky smile always attached on the CEO's facials. She frowned, wiping little to no creases from her dress.

"Hey princess, why that frown? it doesn't suit you. Try smiling instead"

"How'd you know? You've never seen me smile before" she laughed, releasing her damp braids from the elastic rubber hair-band and tying it into a neat bun above her head.

"There it is, you made it so easy, giving me more instead"

Genevieve rolled her eyes. But a smile still invaded her lips. He's such a flirt. she thought. Did she expect a man to offer her a lift and not flirt, that's the most obvious reward for his generosity. She secretly watched as he expertly took the wheel. He put his signal on, preparing to turn left at a traffic light to a street. His short black hair messy and matted down from the rain, obviously. His strong jaw line, thick chin and long straight nose. Her eyes swept down to his button-up shirt and jeans. His Bronze skin which looked slightly tanned in the dimly lit of his Mercedes-Benz.

"I hope I'm not probing too much but so you work around here?" He inquired, eyes glued to the road.

"Yeah" was all she voiced out, she didn't want to give all info about herself yet. He was still a stranger.

She prayed silently to God to take her home safely again, increasing the amount of her seed. She shivered a little, reacting to the cold. It wasn't raining anymore but the weather promised another heavy pour. She rubbed her palms together, Gabriel noticed then reduce the air-conditioning in the car and she smiled in gratitude.

She gave him directions to her house and made him stop in front of her street. She needed not to be told, letting an absolute stranger in. Who knows, he might come back with armed men.

"So.. I guess it's a goodbye then" Gabriel turned, facing Genevieve. What was he expecting. A kiss?

He suddenly leaned into her, making her eyes wide. He brought out something from his shirt pocket that inflated her curiosity or maybe fright. He shoved it into her palm. It was his business card, she smiled inwardly, her heart beat returning to normal.

"Call me, and don't save my number as one guy or Samaritan. My name's Gabriel" he emphasized, he threw back his head, laughing at the clear possibility, she laughed too, feeling homely around this lad.

"I will. Thanks so much for the ride and yes, you ain't no kidnapper, Gabriel. Thank you" she eyed the wet leather seat, giving him a sympathetic smile. "Sorry about your seats"

His laugh echoed in the car, as she was about to close the door, he stopped her swiftly.

"Wait. I hope we could see sometime"

"Yeah, sure" or maybe not, she added underneath her breath. He smiled as she closed the door,
making sure he zoomed off before proceeding to her house. She shoved the card in her purse, Making a mental note to save his number later or maybe not.

She sighed, hitting at the door, it flung open, revealing Michelle. Her 16 year old sister, embracing her. Genevieve blinked away the tears. She broke a promise. Michelle searched Genevieve's hands but found nothing, her smile faltered as they advanced to the sitting room.

"I'm sorry Mich. I had so much work and I for-"

"Aunty Genevieve, you're finally home, I thought the rain ate you up. Now I get to eat cake" Joel her  five year old brother. The last child and only male child smiled, hugging his eldest sister's knees. "I didn't sleep, Aunty Genevieve, I kept my eyes wide open. Mum did but I didn't" he smiled cheerfully, tugging the hem of her dress. She sighed, lifting him up and pinching his soft cheeks.

"If I get two cakes instead of one, how'd that make you feel. Huh?" Genevieve quizzed, making her voice as animated as possible.

"I would give you a bear hug" he clapped his hands.

"I'm getting two cakes Joel- I mean Sergeant Buckhill" she started but corrected herself when he gave her a disapproving look. He loved cartoon characters and named himself after one "-but there's a itsy-bitsy problem" Genevieve frowned.

"What is it, Aunty Genevieve?"

"I'll get them tomorrow. The pouring rain spoilt the previous one" she lied, making Michelle giggle lightly.

"I hate rain. But okay since you're getting two" he laughed, releasing himself from her comforting embrace and running to his Mum's room, shaking his butt in the process.

"You have to get those cakes, you know right?" Michelle sniggered, making Genevieve groan loudly.

Genevieve sprawled on her bed, hands on her lips. The kiss, she felt the emotions run through her again in a never ending bliss, making her clasp her thighs in the process. She was grateful that the next day was Saturday, meaning no work. She couldn't help but wonder why he suddenly kissed her out of no where. Was he attracted to her? No, no. She shook her head, burying the thought. Tope said his type were hot models and not his PA. Was he affected by the kiss as much as she was? It was nothing new to him but it was to her. Many thoughts continued to tally through her mind until she drifted to a land where partially everything would be okay. In other words. Dream land.

* *

"She slapped you" Vincent Savage staggered unable to control his breath, he adjusted himself on the barstool, holding his chest, still staggering.

Daniel glared at his cousin.

"No! this is unbelievable, Daniel, a girl slapped you for kissing her, girls die to get you to look at them but she slapped you Daniel, she slapped you" Vincent laughed hard, hitting his fist on the island then using his free hand to wipe away stray tears from his eye lids.

"Vincent!" Daniel squinted his eyes in warning then motioned the bartender for a refill.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry alright? but it's still hilarious. What the hell happened to you man?" Vincent inquired, downing all the heavy liquid in a gulp, he swallowed then hit the glass on the table. His eyebrows rose at Daniel in questioning.

Vincent Savage was Daniel's cousin, a young Billionaire like himself. Vincent knew him in and out, they were not only cousins but best friends since diapers.

When Genevieve left, Daniel brain was clouded with outlandish thoughts he wasn't accustomed with yet. He wondered why he kissed her, an act his brain couldn't relate with. He had to shut her up definitely but kissing her was a foreign act. The reasonable side of his brain scolded him for allowing a young woman go on the busy streets of Lagos alone in the pouring rain. Then he decided to follow her but she had company, he couldn't make out who the person was, but he knew it was a 'he'. He didn't know why he suddenly felt infuriated with her for ditching him. After what he did, there was no way in hell she could go with him. He knew that. The stranger might be her relative for Pete's sake. He didn't understand why he suddenly cared about her well-being. He was never bothered about anyone's, not even his ex-girlfriend, Melissa.

He groaned, staring at Jacob "she looked vulnerably cute and her lips- ranting unnecessarily and I guess I-i wasn't thinking straight, then decided to shut her up" Daniel explained.

"There are other ways to console a sobbing PA. But you chose the weirdest of them all"

"I'm confused alright"

"That's just a cover up, you only wanted to taste those lips right, so tell me. How was it?"

"I'm so stupid telling you this, you are the last guy on earth who would consider feelings and emotions, especially that of a lady" Daniel blurted, a feeling of frustration billowed through him.

Vincent frowned, feigning hurt. "I know a lot about my ladies" he defended, hand on his chest.

"Then, what's the name of the girl you're currently screwing?" Daniel challenged.

"Pttf, Natasha"

"Natalie" Daniel corrected.

"Whatever man, this isn't about me but you. So are you interested in her?"

"Certainly not" Daniel snapped.

"I'm going for hugs if I meet her"

"Why would you-"

"She's giving my cousin a hard time, the only girl who puts you in your place" Vincent grinned from ear-to-ear, wriggling his brows.

Daniel knew his cousin was right but he wasn't going to admit it. Genevieve was as stubborn as a farm goat. It wasn't about the board this time, he could fire her if he wanted to- but he couldn't bring himself to. He was slowly enjoying her company something he fails to notice.

"Get her to sleep with you and get this over with man" Vincent advised but Daniel shook his head against it. Genevieve was a sweet girl and he wouldn't hurt her.

"You need to get laid man. I mean now. Look over there, she's gawking you. She's a hottie" Vincent smirked, raising his bottle of vodka, pointing to a lady in skimpy clothes, revealing her inner thigh at the far end of the bar club, she was batting her false eyelashes seductively at Daniel. Daniel nodded, Vincent was right, he needed to get Genevieve off his mind and to him, the lady would do just that.

Daniel harshly kissed the lady, taking her to a room in his hotel suite, she smiled, hurriedly aiming for his jacket and threw it on the floor, pushing him to the bed and hovering over him, Daniel peered at the lady. She was beautiful but not as Genevieve. Genevieve's angelic face immediately invaded his mind, drowning all thoughts of desire, lust and passion into Limpopo.

"I'm sorry, but I can't" he lightly pushed her off him, then dropped naira notes on the bed, he retrieved his jacket from the tiled ground, leaving the unknown lady in petrified stupidity.




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Chapter 7
Chapter title: When he hits rock bottom.

It's been a month since Genevieve started working for the company. And Daniel Coker wasn't subtle on making her days a living hell but the huge salary was all she could think of.

Everyone was shocked seeing her last a month, they expected her to runoff or probably get fired by the boss. She was still there, which made the headlines in their own worlds. Tope even went ahead, couldn't stifle her curiosity anymore.

"It's been a month and you're still here Genevieve, how do you do it now?"

Genevieve simply gave a humorous chuckle "you really don't wanna know. But I thought he had a PA before me and she didn't run off"

"Who told you that?" Tope laughed hysterically, trying to even her breath. Genevieve frowned, wondering if she wore a cartoon character.

"Mr. Augustine of course, he said she went on a maternity leave" Genevieve eyed Tope as she settled on her chair. Then Tope followed.

"I doubt that. I don't think that's the reason"

"But she was your coworker, didn't you see her tummy?"

Tope gave her a blank look "Tesha always look like she's expecting a child"

"What are you trying to say Tope" Genevieve snickered, holding her chest.

"I-its L-like she, she. Oh my gosh! She has the whole uni- universe in her stomach. Genevieve stop, you're killing me here" Tope laughed looking at Genevieve who had slumped on the tiled ground, curled up and laughing like a loon.

"Tope I'm dead. You killed me!" Genevieve yelled clutching her stomach. The hilarity was so tense that her stomach ached "ah, my stomach!"

"Genevieve, quit acting like a child joor, get up na. I will-" Tope stopped gaping at a figure behind Genevieve's chair in alarm. Genevieve noticed Tope's sudden silence. She knew who it was. It was so embarrassing, seeing her literally on the floor. She sighed, getting up.

"Sir, i-" she started.

"Get me my coffee" Daniel said briskly and walked in his office. Tope stared at Genevieve, eyebrows rose in puzzlement. But Genevieve only shrugged. She was too familiar with Mr. Coker already.

* *

It was already 8pm and it was obvious to a blind man that it was about to rain, a torrential pour. The lightening sounds were prominent enough to scare the bogey man. Genevieve scurried for the files, shuffling them in a haste. It was her mum's birthday and she promised to get her a cake. She sighted Daniel coming out of his office and she got up, going to him.

"Sir, I wanted to ask if I could leave early today since I've completed the files and no other schedules till tomorrow" she pleaded.

"I'm not done with you yet. So I'm sorry, you can't" he spoke blankly, heading to the lift, she exhaled, following him.

"Sir please, just this once. It's my mum's birthday and I promised to get her something. please"

"I thought I heard myself say no" he snapped, clicking his tongue.

"Sir-"

"Go to my office, get those files on the table, the ones in a brown binder, review them and make necessary corrections" he ordered and got in the lift. She watched as the door closed, tears streaming down her eyes. She wiped them out furiously. She could do this, just review them and that's it. A piece of cake, she fortified herself before entering into his office but slumped on the ground, her eyes scanning a heap of papers disarranged, she let out a soft cry as she got on her feet, taking the documents to her office and lazily dropping them on the table with a harsh sigh. How could someone be this ruthless? she thought. She pleaded with him to let her go but he blatantly refused, adding more salt to her wounds. She was done for. How would she get them done without spending the whole night here.

It was 10:30 and she was just half way done. She saw Daniel go into his office, without sparing her a glance. She sighed, bringing her head to her desk and she couldn't stop the tears from flooding her face. She promised her mum she was going to buy a cake this year. She didn't know that she was fully crying and the harsh weather wasn't helping.

"Genevieve" she heard Daniel say, she jolted in her seat, bringing her very unappealing face in front of him. She blinked away the tears blinding her vision and wiped her nose in the process.

"I begged you sir, look, I can't even go home because of the rain" she whimpered, getting up.

"Genevieve" he fixed his eyes on her, saying softly, almost like a whisper. And was slowly making his way to her desk.

"How could someone be this arrogant? I asked just to go home earlier than before but you gave me more documents to review. You treat me like an animal!" she snarled, making sure to use her hands for effect. How would she explain to her siblings that her boss trapped her with essence work. They wouldn't understand. Especially little Joel. They were all ecstatic when they heard she was buying a cake but now He ruined it all.

"Genevieve" he whispered again. His black eyes clouded with a passion she couldn't decipher.

"Why do you hate me this much? How can anyone be this ruthless, mean, self-centered, selfish, despica-" she was cut short by a punishing kiss, keeping her utterances mute. It was soft at the same time seeking and demanding. Her lips were numb and her eyes wide until it slowly began to flutter close as if on reflex. She visibly relaxed under his touch, letting the fire consume her totally, he smiled, deepening the kiss but as she felt his tongue brush her lips, demanding her to open up. she jolted back to reality, pushing his hard clothed chest back. Her brain fully alert and returned from ecstasy.

Her eyes bristled with rage and she gave him a hard slap."How dare you! You- aargh!" she yelled, wiping her mouth vigorously to get rid of his scent but it was nearly impossible.

She picked up her bag and went straight to the lift. Her brain in overdrive. Daniel stood there gob-smacked, saying nothing. She got out of the gargantuan building, her hatred for Daniel increased to a whole new level. He stole her first kiss, something she willingly kept for her Mr. Right. She knew it was silly, waiting on prince charming under a full lit gazebo but she had her own fair chance of having a fairy tale Disney love romance.

"Madam Genevieve, ahh even your name sef carry weight. See figure, eewo! wetin dem dey call that pageant something? Eh, eh, MBGN. e fit you wella" Okon beamed, the security guard. He was on a night duty, Genevieve was very fond of him, always complimenting her looks and calling her a celebrity but this wasn't the right time. But nevertheless, she forced out a pale smile, nodding in acknowledgement.

"Chai! See teeth, madam you sure say you no be model? You con disguise yourself for here?" He continued his rusty banter, Genevieve knew she couldn't possibly put all her rage on him, so she politely said a 'thank you'

"Wetin con make you stay this late na? all employees don go already. E no safe here. Wait, make I go look for cab for you" he offered but she retracted him.

"Thanks Okon, I'll do that myself, you know you are on duty right now" she reminded.

"True o me sef don forget, oya take umbrella, you know say I no wan let your hair soak water" Okon laughed, handing her the company's owned umbrella previously resting on his knees.

"Thanks Okon this will do" she again feigned a smile, moving towards the streets, making sure to glance back if there was a bus heading her way. She made silent prayers, requesting God to get her home safely that she was going to give a seed if HE does.

She noticed a vehicle slowing running down the road, it's headlights, inducing fear in her. She trudged faster, clasping her hands in prayer but the car seemed to increase in it's pace. Then she stopped and turned back, no sign of Okon. The car stopped too, sauntering it's window in the process. Then a manly head came into view.

Genevieve heartbeat increased rapidly. Was she about to get kidnapped? She thought. Her mum didn't have anything to offer kidnappers or maybe they were ritualist in there. She gasped, but the stranger made no effort in coming out of the vehicle. He only opened his mouth, making out words.

"Hey, what are you doing alone, walking all by yourself? I've been watching you for a while now" the stranger spoke and she panicked, making no attempt to talk. If she dies, she would make sure her ghost haunts Daniel to oblivion.

"Why don't you hop in, let me give you a ride home" Genevieve's eyes grew wide at the blatant nonsense.

"No thank you. So that you can kidnap, rape or murder me for money" she hissed, hastening her speed. He followed, chuckling.

"I'm not, believe me. If I were. I would have easily mauled you. Look around, no one's watching. This area is secluded remember?"

Genevieve gave him a blank expression. That's what they always say. So cliché "thanks for offering, I love my life"

"Who doesn't? It's really dark and a beautiful girl like you shouldn't be seen walking this late"

She was about giving him a negative reply when she heard Daniel yell out her name, she turned back, eyeing Daniel in all his evil glory, running towards her. She suddenly changed her mind and jogged over to the passenger's seat, urging the stranger to open up and he did. She didn't wait a spilt second as she scrunched her umbrella and slipped in then closed the door shut.

"You said you wanted to help me out, now's a good time" she yelled, her heart racing against her chest in an abnormal rate, he chuckled, stepping on the gas.




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Chapter 6
Chapter title: in which she fights back.

"She's a keeper, Mr. Coker" Mr. Ajayi commented, giving Daniel a friendly pat on the back.

Daniel nodded lost in his fascination that was her. How did she know so much about the new brand? so she had a brain after all or maybe she's an alcoholic. His mind forayed Genevieve getting drunk in a bar and wearing indecent clothes. He shuddered at the thought. He was unaware that all the board members took their leave already.

"Sir, are you alright? You zoned out" Genevieve looked worried and confused, raising a brow discreetly. He shook his head, a thought coming to mind. He knew she was expecting a positive commentary regarding her contribution but he wasn't going to give in just easily.

"You didn't tell me you were an alcoholic Genevieve" he gave a conceited, irritatingly smug. He watched her gamut of sudden negative emotions displayed on her facials. Her chagrin expression was definitely one to save forever.

"I'm not sir" she replied in disbelief and exasperation as they strolled to his office.

* *

How can he say that to me? she thought. An alcoholic. Seriously?

She was about to tell him she worked for his company as a BA few weeks ago but his voice interrupted her.

"It's nice to actually know that you find pleasure drinking our beers"

"Sir i-"

"No need to explain yourself Genevieve, I have a lot of work to do. I'll call you if I need your assistance" he dismissed her swifty and took his seat. Genevieve rolled her dark brown eyes as she came out of the office, spotting Sofia.

"You! didn't you learn your lesson the other day? What are you still doing here?" Sofia sneered, eyeing Genevieve.

"I'm working if you could excuse me" Genevieve lips rose into a lop-sided smile, making sure to cross her legs over the other as she sat on her chair. She was aware that Sofia's eyes were almost as wide as China, following Genevieve's every movement. Sofia was dumbfounded but she soon recovered and huffed going into the CEO's office.

* *

"Sir, the documents you asked to produce. I made sure to add the company's logo on each paper"

Daniel heard Sofia say. He motioned to his desk and she dropped it, bending over and knowingly exposing her cleavage to his view but he didn't even spare to give her a glance.

"Sir" Sofia voiced out, trying to get his eyes fixed on her boobs. But his eyes remained rooted to his screen as he replied with a "yes?"

"You look tired sir, can I bring a cup of coffee to help lessen your stress?" she offered, eyeing him coquettishly.

He shook his head "Genevieve will get it"
She groaned internally, straightening up.

"Can I help you with anything else sir?" she smiled, batting her false eyelashes. Daniel looked up from his laptop. Oblivious to her intentions. He shook his head muttering a 'thank you'

"But sir-"

"I said I don't need your help Sofia, I have a PA who does that, now go back to work and get Genevieve!" He roared, visibly maddened at her persistence. She squirmed and scurried out of his office like a weeping magpie.

Daniel put his head on his table, frustrated. His father just had to pass the company's ownership to him even before he retired. He should be out with his friends screwing hot models but here he was.

Without his PA telling him, he knew he had meetings to attend to since they were now refurbishing the 'Spirax' beer's content. He suddenly felt a hand lightly touch him like soft feather fanning his fingers. He brought his head up and stared at Genevieve, she was suddenly invading his thoughts. He looked at the anxiety in her eyes that made him wonder how it would look like if she was happy. Her fulls lips and tender face like an angel, taking away his sorrows and drowning them with fulfilled wishes and betterments. His mind suddenly displayed their
Writhing bodies atop silk sheets. He shook his head, returning from erotic land. He peered at her lips, it moved but it didn't make out words until he finally heard her clearly.

"Sir, is everything alright?"

He shook his head, angry at himself for sinking so low, thinking of his PA in a shameless way. He needed distraction- something to erode those thoughts. He cleared his throat, getting up.

"When I said I didn't want you dressing like a kid, I didn't mean you should dress like a stripper instead, trying to seduce me. Are you?" he accused, facing her with a bland expression drawn across his face. Genevieve was shocked to the maximum her brain discarding all forms of serenity.

"What?!" But he didn't complain about the clothes earlier so why now?. Firstly, he called her clothes inappropriate and now he called her a stripper out of all names. To hell with the job. She was going to put him in his place and if he wanted to fire her he could go ahead or maybe not she'd prefer.

"You heard me"

"With all due respect sir, I've never tried to impress anyone in my entire life, so why should I start now? You barely know me sir and you- you accuse me of this!!"

"How dare you raise your voice at me-" he started but she wasn't going to give him a chance to speak. The tables turned.

"How dare you accuse me of seducing you. Why would i wanna- Look, look at this. It's almost getting to my ankles" she tugged at the hem of her grey skirt. "My shirt isn't even see through compared to Sofia's"
she paused, advancing and stopped in front of him. He towered over her and she thought she was tall. She was a 5'9 but she seemed like a 5'4 in front of his 6'3 nonsense. She stared directly in his black eyes, all emotions drained from her face. The fragile dam she built around her temper, bursting at his utterance of the word 'stripper' and she continued.

"Now I know you clearly don't know the meaning of a stripper. If I wanted to be one. I would be blinking rich by now but no- I chose to work instead, never depending on anyone. I-i" she choked, her eyes glistening with tears. She wiped it out furiously. She wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of seeing her weak.

"I don't care what happens from here but I know that one day everything will be alright with me but you?" She looked at him in irritation then whirled around, walking away.

Daniel stood there dumbfounded, a wave of anger surged through him as he stared at the door. No one ever spoked to him in that manner. He knew he hit home when he called her a stripper but he didn't know she was a ticking bomb ready to explode in just a contact. Many thoughts raced through his mind leaving him in a pile of frustration. He couldn't fire her, he knew he couldn't. The board loved her and there was nothing he could do about it. No one was bold enough to raise their voice here but she did in a blink of an eye. He needed to sit and he did, he clenched his jaw. It was his fault for pushing the button he knew that but he never knew the surprises that came with doing that minuscule act. And he thought he needed to go for anger management class but she certainly did.

Genevieve sighed, sitting on her office chair, she knew she would be fired anytime soon, she saw it coming though. Speaking to the boss in such a despicable manner. Who was she? his mother? She let out a harsh breath as the voice of the boss sounded through the intercom.

"If Mr. Morris comes just hand him the duplicated copy. No guests needed"

* *

"Why would you talk to your boss like that now eh Genevieve. You shouldn't have" Mrs Miller disputed "what if he decides to fire you"

"Mum, he called me a stripper and it's not my fault I let anger blind my vision. If he decides to fire me then I guess it wasn't God's plan from the beginning" Genevieve shrugged, she wasn't going to feel guilty for opening her boss's eyes to the truth. He totally deserved it all.

"But you need to be careful my child. He has power and the authority remember?"

"I know mum, I know" Genevieve sighed exasperatedly as she got up from the couch, muttering a "goodnight mum" before going into her room and jumping on her bed. She looked at the ceiling unable to flutter her eyes shot. She needed the pay. She couldn't help but wish he wouldn't strip her off her job the next day if he did, it meant that she had to start over again, going online searching for jobs.

Her iPhone beamed beside her and she snatched it from the bed. She stared at the phone, trying so hard to stop her beating heart. It felt as if it was going to escape from her ribcage. It was a message from Daniel. Her mum hasn't seen the phone yet, she was scared, what was her Mum going to say about the expensive phone.

Her fingers shook, apprehension surged through her as she opened the message. Was this how he was going to dismiss her? Through a text?

Daniel: Tomorrow at 8 sharp, no excuses.

She sighed in relief, closing her eyes.



A/n i can't believe we lost the match I still thank God we made it this far. Back to the story. What do you think y'all? how would she survive working for him without repeating that scene . the next episode will be exciting. A turn of events, so stick around for it guys. (Wink). Thank you

Thanks Ann2012. I'm really sorry about the updates @lonesome501 and yes i'm also the one posting on wattpad. It's my story. Glad you follow it on wattpad. Thank you

This made me remember that I need to sit down with those guys that makes #Star radler and tell them to stop making it taste so horrible...
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Back to the story, I think he will start respecting her but his ego won't let him show it..


Lol Lizilicious and you're on the right track. Thanks for reading.

Chapter 5
Chapter title: In which she earns his respect.

"See this girl o, won't you go to work today?" Mrs Miller forcefully peeled the floral quilted comforter off Genevieve. Genevieve unconsciously shook her legs, slightly irritated that her legs suddenly felt bare.

"get up na Genevieve. It's 7 o'clock already" Mrs Miller pointed out, smacking her daughter on the butt.

Genevieve jerked up at the mention of the time, fully awake now. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner. I am toast mum" she nagged, fidgeting for her towel.

"You should be thankful I eventually did, else you'd still be in bed"

"Where is that stupid towel?" Genevieve complained, ignoring her mum, she wondered why it was so difficult finding things when you needed it the most but when you didn't, it would be laying everywhere like it suddenly duplicated. It was her boss's fault. She thought, letting her spend her entire night, figuring out an outfit to wear in order not to ignite his anger.

Daniel Coker scowled at his Rolex watch. "She is late!" He snarled, fingering beating a rhythm out of impatience. She eroded his self-control on her very first errand. He wondered why he didn't fire her. It took him a lot of restraining- not to strip her off her job that very day.

"What a chump, she couldn't even write her own age without making a mess" he glared at the white plastered fluid on her bio-form. I should fire her he thought, but Mr. Augustine gave his word pertaining this topic and he came to the conclusion that she was going to prove herself worthy of working for his company or he was going to dismiss her "foolish woman!"

He peered at the time again, he wouldn't be surprised if she decided to quit her job after yesterday's incidence. What a weeny who couldn't handle the truth. Maybe he was a little too harsh.

He remembered the first time he saw her two months ago but she didn't see him. How......

But what if she never comes back? He couldn't help but  wonder.

Contrast to his thought, he heard silent knocks and he requested the person to come in. Genevieve entered into his office, her perfume, a subtle scent of jasmine indicated her presence. He looked up with wide eyes almost as saucers. He had to do a double take to make sure the person standing there was Genevieve. She wasn't putting on those immature clothes he complained about. He stared at her, his eyes sweeping over the tight grey pencil skirt that hugged her glass-hour figure and a cream coloured shirt tucked neatly underneath her skirt. Damn! she had legs. Wrapped in black stilettos. She was barely on makeup yet she looked elegantly garnished- like put in a silver platter hot and ready. He exhaled, imagining hot steamy nights an unwanted thought he dismissed quickly. She was cute but definitely not his type and never would be. He did hot model-Actresses and not some old news.

"You're late" he reminded, a muscle working in his jaw. He victoriously smiled inwardly at his expertness in burying the erotic thought of her.

"I'm so sorry sir..i-" she started but was cut short by him getting up and mooching towards her, she blenched, moving back, making a satisfying smirk creep it's way unto his lips at her anxiety.

"Didn't you see the message I sent?" He asked, his eyes searching her tender face for an answer. She shook her head continuously unable to speak at the close proximity. Just one more step from him would make their bodies touch.

"Mute are you? I rather you speak. Genevieve" he commanded, emphasizing every letter of her name. But she didn't utter a word. He hissed, getting back to his desk. He brought out an iPhone pack from his drawer and straight it towards her. He could see her eyes almost plunging out of it's sockets. She blinked rapidly and stared at the box in sheer shock.

"Here, I knew it would definitely come in handy, well- my contact is already saved, don't worry about the subscriptions. It's been fully settled. I will take care of the rest charges also". Daniel said blandly with a nonchalant expression drawn across his face.

"I can't accept this. It's, it's too much" she managed to croak out.

"Who said you had an option? it's strictly business. So here" he dropped the box on his table abruptly, typing away on his laptop. She slowly picked it up, bringing it to her chest.

"Any meetings today?" Daniel brows arched in questioning.

she nodded "the board meeting. Well, it starts....now" she declared, searching her notepad.

Sophisticated people gathered around the conference table, staring at Mr. Ajayi. A member of the board meeting. Even in the Air-conditioning, sweat was still seen sluggishly cascading down his forehead. "There's a decrease in the demand of our new Lager beer and it keeps deteriorating daily. What can be done to help enhance and promote our sales?" he explained the matters arising and took his seat.

"I think we should make a more appealing bottle design, make it more eye-catching. You know it's what attracts me to new beers" Mr. Bello. Another board member informed, laughing richly while tapping at his pot-belly in the process. It seemed that his dress shirt was apart to to rip apart due to too much weight.

"That's a good idea Mr. Bello, but any other suggestions please?" Daniel asked, flicking his eyes to the rest members.

"Well you see, getting a new design would cost so much and all the previous profits were put in the hotels and restaurants recently constructed in Benin. So, we need to consider some factors before jumping into conclusions in order not to get bankrupt" Mr. Williams, a lanky man disputed, slightly irritated at Mr. Bello's suggestion on re-designing the bottle but Mr. Bello couldn't hear the last of it- because he got up suddenly, angry at the blatant dismissal of his idea.

"Who the hell do you think are? Can you even compare what I've invested into this company to yours!" Mr. Bello yelled, bristling with rage.

"This isn't about competition Mr. Bello. It's about the success of this organisation" Mr. Williams hissed, getting up too.

"Gentlemen, we are all mature here. Why don't you have your seats and let's discuss this in a professional way" Mr. Augustine interjected, facing the two men who were seen, competing with their icy glares that could burn villages to sit and they did, huffing in disgust.

Mr. Ajayi cleared his throat, facing the rest of the members "any other suggestions apart from Mr. Bello and Mr. Williams' please. Anybody?"

Everyone shrugged, shifting their gazes to each other. Genevieve looked up from her notepad in which she was scribbling the minutes in. She knew so much about the new beer. It was 'spirax' a brand in which she worked as a brand ambassador and she couldn't stop the words from flying out of her mouth.

"Can I say something please?" she asked shyly, she too was surprised at her words. Daniel jolt in his seat. What was she trying to do? He thought, was she getting back at him by publicly disgracing him here? He had to do something to thwart her contribution.

"Genevieve! not now" he warned, sending her a signal to shut the hell up.

"Mr. Coker, please let's hear her out. Who knows, she might have something tangible to say after all" Mr. Ajayi countered, giving Genevieve a warm smile, Urging her to speak up.

She stood up, anxiety nipping at the edge of her nerves. She suddenly regretted why she offered a statement. She was just a mere PA whose opinions wasn't needed but she was already in the spotlight and there was no going back now.

She smiled weakly "Good day everyone, well- as we all know, the new spirax lager beer has 2.0 percent of alcohol which is of the standard ingredients as we are familiar with. You see, we need to see things in the perspective of a consumer to be able to understand what they want and don't want" she paused, scanning everyone. They all nodded, giving her a 'go-on'.

And she did "many of them complain about the taste. It lingers in their mouth for hours, making anybody notice they were currently in a bar compared to other competing beers. Others complain that it's too strong, giving them blinding headaches after taking just few bottles which therefore looses their interests. It's not just about the bottle design sir. It's about the contents itself. That's the problem" she finished, clearly giving out all the complains she acquired from customers while working as a BA in a bar.

She hazarded a glance at Daniel but was shocked to see him elated. He was finally smiling at her! The members erupted in loud claps, everyone suddenly happy at the new-found solution to the problem facing them. It suddenly dawned on them, fast like a moving truck. They were beating around the bush the whole time. Not digging in. She never thought the little activation job she had could give her this much recognition. she knew then and there never to take anything for granted because you never know when you might need it or what's waiting.


Hey guys! Do you think this will eventually gain his respect for her? Comment please. Thank you.