Nicholas sat fiddling with his ball point pen as Lindsay sat in front of him sorting some files as she itched with curiosity and finally asked. “So_you met with Maya Shay?” She asked, still going through the documents vaguely as she peered at the absent minded Nicholas.“Hmmhmm” He responded. “ Iʼm yet to get her response,” He says, frowning.“Sheʼll come around” Lindsay says as she continues with the documents she held in her hands.“Howʼs Mr Jang?” He asked, turning to face his table as he picked some of the documents Lindsay arranged in a neat stack.“Heʼs fine, we sent him some supplies but he complained of having nightmares" Lindsay responded. “Do you think we should pay Maya Shay a visit?” She asked, looking at him.“No!” Nicholas said in a calm but authoritative manner. “She should come to me, I'll wait patiently” He says, raising his head to look Lindsay in the eyes.“Okay,” Lindsay says, giving in as she continues to arrange the documents .All she wanted was for Nicholas to
Nicholas woke up with a serious banging sensation as he made to get up from his bed, he noticed he was still dressed in the attire he wore the previous night. He stared at his feet but he had no shoes on, just his socks. Nicholas sits up as he heaved a sigh of relief while strolling into the bathroom. He couldnʼt see clearly as he splashed water on his face calling himself to consciousness. He took a long look at the mirror brushing his messy hair to lay neatly. He moved to his kitchen and brought out a bowl pouring the contents of the Cereal box into it as he added some milk and settled down to eat. He almost choked out of shock to see Mal and Lindsay all dressed up staring at him. “What the?!” He exclaimed. “ How did you get into my apartment?” He asked, still eating from his plate. "And why are you staring like that!" He asked both Lindsay and Mal. “You granted us access last night, How much did you take?” Mal asked, rolling his eyes at him. "That you can't remember anything yo
Nicholas felt a lump in his throat as he looked himself over. The royal blue tuxedo he wore sat elegantly on his well built masculine stature.He had his doubts about tonightʼs invitation but he got dressed anyway. He walks out of his room to meet Lindsay.Lindsay smiles at him excitedly. She held two masks. She wore an Emerald green dress with floral embroidery at the tail.“Are you ready Mr Nicholas?” She asked, smiling. “Do I look like I have a choice?” He asked, smiling at Lindsay.“Alright Letʼs Get this baby rolling”. She said, referring to the car. Nicholas couldnʼt help but laugh. She had her way of spicing things up.They drove to the gallery where the show was hosted. Nicholas put on his mask and so did Lindsay.The Host,a beautiful young lady making waves in the business world showcased her art. Greg Jessica, wore a white gown that displayed her slender figure and a matching heel with the most fascinating mask. She was an artist after all.Greg Jessica gave a brief history
Nicholas picked a mug wearing a loose track suit and a t-shirt that hugged his body. He brushed his hair backwards while pouring hot water into the content of the mug.His doorbell rang as he held his mug strolling to the door he checked through an electronic monitor to see Lindsay he unlocked the door using a code.“Lindsay itʼs Saturday, could you free me of my misery!!” He said falling into his couch as he sips his coffee.“I hate my job too, Good morning Mr Nicholas” She says frowning.“Get a man and go on a date with Lindsay itʼs Saturday!” Nicholas says, teasing her."Yeah it will be possible if you stop creating so much news!” Lindsay says. “Are you flirting or you're real?”“Flirting? With you?!” He asked, surprised and confused.“Seriously?!” She says, raising her brows. “Have you checked your Insta!” She says punching her tab as she scrolls through it.“What? Is there something I should know?” Nicholas said calmly."Here” Lindsay said, showing him pictures of Jessica and hims
"Everybody take a seat," Sam said, trying to calm the atmosphere. "I'm Sam Wesson, your number one intelligent agent; let's go through the formalities and introduction," he began."Let's skip the formalities," Damian said, still holding Jessica like Nicholas would steal her away."Okay, then I'll need three days!" Sam is scribbling some notes. "I'll have all you need.".Damian and Jessica walked out arguing, his masculine voice overshadowing hers. She seemed sad, and he didn't seem to care how much it affected her. He was calm before, and on seeing Nicholas, he flared up. Was he feeling threatened because he's black and Nicholas is white?Nicholas didn't want to intrude, so he quietly walked to where his car was parked and drove off.Nicholas walked into the restaurant where he would meet with Jessica, her fiance, and Sam, as agreed. They waited for Damian to arrive, and for some reason he was acting up."Okay, what I'm about to show you may never leave any of you the same, especially
Lindsay walks out of her bedroom, walking towards the front door, as she puts her hair into a bun. She wore a shirt and track pants. Lindsay wasn't the big house type, but the furnishings? expensive!.“Alexia? Turn on the white lights." She said as she put in a code and opened the door to receive Mal.“So you sounded bothered,” she said, moving to the kitchen area as Mal settled on a couch. “Beer or wine?” She asked.“Beer please”. He says he is using his hands to cover his face. Lindsay brought two bottles of beer and two plates of finely cooked steak with lemons.“Could you give me a hand here?” She asked about having difficulties while holding the items. “Yeah, thanks," she says, impressed."Lindsay, you're a darling,” Mal said, eating his steak. “Did you always have this cooked?” He asked, still eating.“I leave some in my oven; for days I work overnight,” she said, eating too.“I haven't heard from Nicholas,” Mal said, sipping his beer after clearing his throat. “Unlike him, his
Nicholas walked towards his front door with caution, frowning. He looked into the electronic monitor as he saw Jessica standing there, looking worried. He enters the code. As the door opens, Jessica hugs him tightly for a while. He just stands there, not knowing whether to hold her back or break from her embrace. On a second thought, he holds her tightly. He felt guilty for running away from her; he had kept his distance. He was blank at why he did so too. His grip on Jessica tightened as he stood still. “I thought I had lost you." Jessica said, breaking down. “I felt like I had brought you into my sh*t, and then you're gone.” Jessica said, shaken by pain. “And everything's falling apart, Nichole!!” She says crying loudly. Nicholas was so confused as to what he should do. He held her closely to his abs as she heard the rhythmic activities of his heart. He held her for a little longer, as Jessica wouldn't stop. And then he let himself in. Nicholas pulled her face to his as he kisse
Jessica sat painting a portrait as she danced to a song. She does so with ease. Her new personal assistant walks in to meet her. “Miss Greg?” He called after giving the door a little tap. “Thereʼs someone waiting for you at the gallery.” The young man says. He was a man with a touch of feminism. Slender with long hair and he wore colourful clothes. “I'll join them soon, '' she said, looking the portrait over.He nods his head slightly as he leaves. Jessica cleans herself up as she moves to the gallery to see Maya. “Hi Miss Shay” Jessica said smiling while opening her arms warmly for an embrace. “Hello Miss Greg, forgive me but Iʼm not here for that” she said neither shaken nor accepted Jessicaʼs gesture. “Well I'm most disappointed because a person of your status can stoop so low,” Maya says, confusing Jessica the most. “If you could speak in clear terms, I might understand what it is you're talking about.” Jessica said, cracking her brain a little while trying to figure out what