章 74: Acts of the Sex god 4
At Albert's Office
I took the file from Mirabel and looked through it. It had her credentials. I closed the file and handed it back to her as I came to a halt before my office door and opened it wide for her to enter before following her in and closing it.
"Wow, your office looks like it could house an entire department." She made a remark, and I sneered with a smirk on my face. "So, what's your role here?" She inquired as she moved around the office, appreciating it.
"My brother Richard is the CEO, and I am the managing director." I shrugged lightly in response. "Are you serious, No you can't be Albert?" "You mean Richard Benson is your brother?" She inquired, stunned, and I laughed, pointing to a giant portrait of myself and my brother on the wall, while she covered her mouth in total shock.
This girl is even more beautiful and attractive than I remembered. I'm not going to let her get away with it that easy.
"So, do you think you'll get the job?" Instead, I inquired as she continued to scan the room with her eyes.
"To be honest, Albert, I don't know, there are so many candidates applying for the same position. It's not easy." She sounded depressed. "If you observed closely you will notice that the secretary desk is empty, right?" I inquired, and she nodded. My brother fired my secretary last week owing to gross misconduct,
"Would you like to be my secretary?" I proposed.
“What? "Are you serious?" In amazement, she asked. "If you don't mind, yeah." "The salary is N150,000."
" Albert, right now, do I have a choice when I'm looking for work?" Just let me know when you want me to begin." "All right, relax. Let me give you tomorrow to organize yourself; you can begin on Wednesday."
She jumped on my body, clutching me tightly, but suddenly detached, placed both hands on her face in shame. "I apologize for that, Albert." She expressed regret.
"Nothing, Mirabel. However, you must become accustomed to addressing me as "Sir" when my brother, wife or other colleagues are around." I continued, and she nodded.
"May God bless you, Albert." "I'll be right there." She mentioned this after we had talked for a bit. "It's all right, Mab. "I'll see you on Wednesday." I said this after leading her to the door.
“Yeah!!” After closing the door, I threw my fist in the air. Whatever it takes, I'm going to bang that ass*s again like I used to, and nothing will stop me.
I remember how sweet she used to be, and I really miss that aspect of her. I licked my lips, then my thoughts returned to Rita; I hadn't called her all day.
I had this thinking, "Perhaps I should have an adventure with her today." As I sat on my swivel chair and called her number,
She wasn't answering, so I sent her a WhatsApp message; in a matter of seconds, the screen said 'typing...' and I smiled to myself. I'm going to cheat on my wife today anyhow.
Thursday Afternoon:
"And here we have the new secretary." Richard muttered as he came to a halt in front of the secretary's cubicle. "Good afternoon, sir." Mirabel stood up from her seat to greet him.
"Afternoon, Albert, could you please introduce us?" My brother replied as he turned to face me. Sorry, bro, please meet Mirabel, my new secretary, and Mirabel, please meet our CEO, who also happens to be my brother." I said this while resting my hand on my brother's shoulders.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." Mirabel said with a broad grin. "It's a shared feeling, dear. I admire you, but if necessary, I may sack you." Richard laughed as he joked.
"Would you please stop scaring my secretary Richard?" I said as we entered our respective offices.
I summoned Mirabel to my office during the launch break. I haven't had any conversation with her yet. "Do you still remember how we where close back then and we did not break up our relationship?" I said as soon as she sat down.
"Are you serious, Albert? You still think about all of that?" She responded with a scoff. "And here we are again, fate has brought us together." I maintained my solemn demeanor.
"Yeah, but you're married now." Albert, nothing can happen between us anymore." She shook her head, rolling her eyes. "What do you think might be the reason why I gave you this job?" I already had hundreds of applications on my desk, but I opted to help you because I still care about you and I still want us to be close to each other for old time sake."
"Are you saying you want me to have an affair with you even though I' am in a relationship and you are married?" She inquired quietly. "You know, it's not impossible." I scoffingly responded.
"You also sound like a pro." Mirabel spoke with a grimace and folded her arms. “Maybe.” I said w With a smile, . "I've got a boyfriend, Albert." "Please," she begged.
"I'll be in Lagos for a business meeting on Monday, and I'll persuade my brother to allow me bring you along." You must have made your decision by then." I firmly added as I swiveled in my chair, dismissing her excuse.
Fast forward to Sunday evening: our plane has just touched down in Lagos. Our escorts were already waiting for us at the airport. We jumped into the waiting vehicles and drove to the hotel that had previously been reserved for us.
Mirabel and I had a nice night in my hotel room, and she's even hotter than I remembered.
To be honest, she outperforms Rita tenfold. My list of solid babes is getting really long.
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PETRA'S POV
"I'm not going to stop you. There is a curfew right now in town."
"That is not true!" ”Okay. Why do I have to tell a lie? What would stop me from harming you? You can shout through a loud speaker, but no one will hear you.
I've secured the exit points here. There is no way out for you. So stay or be shot by the military men." He said.
He entered the room, flipped a switch, and there was light. There was no evident source of power. What was the source of the power? He threw down his polythene bag, took out the contents, and arranged them. He had three loaves of bread, fried fish, a pack of rice, and four bottles of carbonated drinks, as usual.
"Don't look at me like that." When the curfew was announced, I was in the city. I'm not sure when it will be lifted. I wouldn't want to die of starvation here."
"Are you sure about the curfew?" she inquired. "Do you want me to help you open the door?" There is a 24-hour curfew in effect. "The FCT minister just delivered a speech."
Her phone started to ring. She grabbed it and answered. ”Hello?” "Where have you gone?" Hajiya Biliki expressed concern. "Did you not hear what was going on?"
She was unable to tell them where she was.
How could she say she was in an unfinished estate with a man and stranger?
"I was with Mercy in their house when I heard a"bout the curfew she lied.
”Good, Just stay put. It is quite serious." Toh (Okay). ” "And keep your cool. Don't go about bossing their employees." Petra frowned.
If she only knew where she was. "Toh (all OK)." "May God keep us safe." ”Amen.” The call was disconnected.
Petra quickly dialled Mercy's number and it connected after the second ring. "Hello babe, I just told mum that I am in your house," she said. ”What? Where have you gone? "The town has turned red!" "I know. "I went to..."
She turned to face Justin.
" I tracked down Justin's place, and he apprehended me there. "I'm stuck there now." ”What? "Do you mean you're now in his home?" "Yes," "What did his parents say?" "Nobody else is here"
"What exactly do you mean?" Is it just the two of you? Like being alone in his house with a curfew?"
"I'm trapped in a katzenjammer!"
"Please keep me informed, sweetheart. "I'll pray for you." "Toh (all OK)."
Justin gave her a look. "I heard what you said. "Are you in trouble?" Petra remained silent. She paused before asking, "What happened?" "How did the curfew come into effect?"
"A political squabble erupted into a violent protest, and significant devastation of lives and property began." The government has taken steps. But everything will be fine."
"What exactly do you mean by 'we'?" "Big political person," "Do you belong to them?" "I am too huge to be there." " I had to send some people?" “Liar”.
"What exactly do you mean, liar?" Senator Garba Ghazi is representing who? Jalo Gambo of the House of Representatives is representing who? They are always there to represent me, m y zone and constituency."
She sighed. "You have unique ways of expressing yourself." She stated. "You made it sound like you personally sent them."
”Idiosyncratic? I want you to keep in mind that I am now your host, and you are under my care."
"I reject it." "What exactly did you say?" "I said, 'I reject it'" "I believe God just answered your prayer," he replied as he stood up.
”Okay” ”Okay? "What do you mean by Okay?" "I'm going to see you off. I am responsible for everyone and everything in this estate.
Perhaps you are unaware that I am a Private Intelligence Defensive and Security Agent: PIDSA. Here are some building materials. I'm in charge of making sure they're safe..."
"I understand. You work as a maigadi (security guard)." "I should clarify that I am a PIDSA." "So you work in a bakery during the day, a maigadi at night, and a scoundrel in between." What a gentleman!" ” There is no hiding.
You said God forbid you to be under my care, and I told you that your petition had been answered. Come on, girl. You are moving out from my estate. "I'll see you out."
”Wait! "Do you want me to leave?" "No, it's a prayer answered." "I can't believe you're trying to pull me out of this hole. Petra Usman, I'm being chased out of an unfinished structure."
"You will understand the significance of an unfinished structure today." Come on, let's get going." "All right." "Leave me alone!" She was enraged. She followed him while carrying her bag fiercely.
They descended the stairs and passed past the large living room filled with construction supplies before he opened the door. She became aware that the door had been opened.
Why didn't he lock it with all of these materials? They made it out of the building. It was now little after 7:00 p.m. The place was as silent as a cemetery. The silence was unsettling, and she felt a shiver run up her spine.
"All right, Miss Sunshine. I'll walk you to the gate, and you can go. You must know how to get out because you found your way in. You will no longer be in my care."
She remained silent. Her rage was gradually giving way to terror on her face. "You're a heartless man," she declared. "You want me to go out there this night!" "Oh my goodness! You wished for it and i am granting you that wish.
"But you understand what I meant." "That's exactly what I did." He stated. "In retrospect, I stated that anybody or anything in this estate is under my care." "I am the PIDSA, and you are a part of it."
She turned her gaze to the gate, which had become a nuisance. She had no idea what lied ahead of her. At times like this, hoodlums are stranded in isolated areas or one can get shot by a trigger-happy soldier.
"That's what you said." "If you are going to stay.....no, let me rephrase that, if I, Justin Abbas, the PIDSA, allow you to stay in this constructed building that will keep you safe, then it means that you have acepted to be under my care?"
Yes or No?
She felt her mouth was zipped or padlocked. "Yes" "I need your response in a sentence." "I despise you." "Is that your response?" .
Okay, fine ; "Yes, I am under your supervision."
He laughed.
"And I promise to look after you." He responded sarcastically. "All right, let's go back." She turned back and followed him.
He went upstairs after locking the front door. She went after him. She was still perplexed as to how he got electricity. He gently removed his shoes and paced them among his other shoes.
He was meticulous about where he put them, she noted. He methodically arranged them, making certain that nothing was out of place. Then she realized the entire room was like this. He was really well-organized and neat. He made certain that everything was in its proper place, paying close attention to every detail.
"I believe it's dinner time." he said while plugging his phone into a charger. He took out the bag of rice. "You may take half and leave the other half for me."
"No, please." "Baby, it's curfew time. You have to eat because we have no idea what is ahead."
"Thank you." I responded while He shook his head. He carried the food pack, sat and ate.
He ate neatly from one side, leaving half. He covered it and set it on a stool. He drank a bottle of soft drink before doing ablution and praying.
"So, you do pray?" She paid attention. "I thought rogues like you don't pray." "Yes, they do.
"I would also like to pray," I said. "I also assumed that uncultured girls like you dont like to pray." He muttered before he began.
After thewe ended our personal prayers, he announced, "There is a toilet there, and there is water." They can't build this house without a borehole. You can go there if you need to pee or fart..."
"Do you have to get into details?" "I have no choice since I despise munafikin tusa (hypocritical farting)." "What do you mean, hypocrite farting?"
The kind of fart that occurs among students where everyone in class is grimacing, moaning, and pinching their noses, and you start to wonder who did it.
When you notice a student raise his head as if he can't see the board clearly, he's actually raising a part of his buttock to create some space between it and the chair, avoiding a sound, and releasing the toxic gas, and being among the first to squeeze nose and ask....hmmmmmm, who farted? Who polluted the air?
She moved her head. She was going to spend the night with a weird guy. She said nothing, stood up, and entered the restroom.
The neatness astounded her. She prayed after performing ablution. He offered her a big blanket so she could cover up herself. "It gets quite cold here." This will come in handy and we will need to use it." He said.
"We?" her eyes widened in terror. He burst out laughing. "I'm kidding," he said. "You are welcome to use the bed. Something different, eh? Not your typical royal king-sized bed in an air-conditioned room.
One day, we'll all be in a hole with no tiles, roof, or furniture...just firewood, leaves, and dirt. "Pride is an asshole." She remained silent. She pondered if she could sleep in the same room with him.
Ya God! She'd never been with a man like this before. What if this insane guy decided to....no, no, no.....
She observed as Justin laid some clothing on the floor, said some prayers and closed his eyes without looking at her.
She was astonished when he promptly fell asleep. Did he ever have any concerns? Does he ever get angry? He was tough to comprehend. He appeared to be both terrible and innocuous at times. She had no idea what else to think of him.
But as she watched him sleep now, she realized she had a lot of questions for him. She was suddenly feeling hungry. She'd been feeling it for a while but had allowed her ego take over.
She had learned from the almajiris a Hausa proverb that said, 'yunwa bata da hankali (hunger is senseless).' She quietly drew the food closer to her mouth and ate silently. She drank a bottle of soft drink and felt fine.
Who is this guy?
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REMARKS: Dear readers, kindly be patient as we unravel the mystery behind Justin, Petra, Richard and Vina. This season will require you pay close attention to the story so you can enjoy it and exercise patience as it keeps getting better everyday. Let's encourage one another and share love.
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