SEAN: For a long hour, the Manila file sat unopened before me. I'd just returned back to my office after meeting briefly with Sekani. "Marriage?" I muttered to myself, turning the flap of the file open before sighing and leaning back into my swivel chair. That had come as a surprise. Of all the things that could have unfolded between us both, I didn't think she was going to offer for us to get married. Laughter rippled through me and my seat creaked as I finally leaned over to pick up the manila file and pull the paper out. I'd always known she had a soft spot for me. It had bordered towards obsession at that time but I felt nothing for her. Not even now. But I knew there was no thinking twice for me in this. I was going to do anything to make sure Atrix came back to its feet. It didn't matter what I had to do for that to happen. My eyes skimmed through the paper and I read the terms and conditions, how she was willing to help as a business partner but when I got t
Sekani: "Hello, am I speaking with Sean's assistant? Inform him that I would like to speak to him as soon as his meeting is over. He should do that with immediate effect." I ended the call immediately. I was done speaking, placing my phone back on my desk before I went back to typing away on my computer. I was composing an email to send to Mya's class teacher, informing her that I was going to be missing the Parents-Teachers meeting that was going to be coming up in a few weeks. Better to inform her now so she can make arrangements. I didn't like going to those things as it made me sit with other mothers who were only concerned about taking care of their homes, always complaining about how their husbands rarely helped at home and left everything for them to do, gossiping about who dressed like this and how much they were worth. Sitting amongst these women did nothing but reduce my brain cells by several thousands in a space of an hour and I didn't want to be seen associating
Sean: I followed Sekani, toward our reserved table. It was located in the middle of the restaurant, a very good vantage point for anyone to recognize us both. Being popular had its perks and we were going to utilize it right now. Although I wasn't sure why she wanted us to go public or get married in the first place, I had to admit that it was fun to sit here and watch her stare at the menu, a few creases on her forehead as her eyes ran through the moss green card before her and when she looked up and caught me staring, instead of looking away like she would formerly have done, she stared right back at me with raised brows. "Is there something interesting on my face?" Blinking, I shook my head before picking up my menu card. "Apart from your pretty face, nothing else." "I'd appreciate it if you stopped using those cringe slurs. It makes my skin crawl." She replied tersely before going back to stare at the menu card. Shifting in my seat, I leaned forward. "You know we ha
Sekani: The first thing I felt was a crippling shock. My eyes were wide open as his lips glided against mine, coercing my clamped-up lips open. My palms pressed into his broad chest and I felt the erratic beat of his heart and how chiseled his muscles were. Before I could make sense of what was happening, I kissed him back with the same energy, sliding my hands up to his shoulders before I wrapped my arms around his neck. His fingers sank into the skin of my waist, pulling me in and gaining full access to my mouth. I let out a moan I'd been holding back, and tilted my head to the side for a better angle as we continued to kiss. This was no ordinary kiss. It felt like I had been yearning for this, a long time ago. Like I'd been waiting for this moment because I missed him. It was intoxicating. It played with my head but the feelings were soon cut short as soon as I heard a click. Sean pulled away, leaving me empty and flustered and I glanced at his lips, seeing how red i
Sekani: "Ma'am, we have arrived." I was seated at the back of the car, my feet clad in thigh-high boots and a bodycon dress that reached the tip of my boots. Around my body was a navy blue jacket. A pair of sunshades sat on my face, large enough to cover most of my eyes and brows. I knew fully well that this wasn't going to save me from the reporters trying to get information regarding the news that had surfaced on the internet. I hadn't expected it to circulate within a few hours. Hell, I'd expected everything to flood the media the next day or so when they were able to gather information but it seemed like the picture of us both kissing had sufficed for it all. Heaving a deep breath, I looked out of the window, through its tinted glasses and saw how swarmed up the entrance was. Several reporters with their cameras and mics up to pelter me with questions loitered about, creating a nuisance for the people going in and coming out. As much as that greatly annoyed me, I kne
Sean: Sekani surprised me today. She was wearing a dress and a pair of dark shades hung off her manicured nails. As soon as she shut the door and turned to see me standing there, her face contorted into a frown. "What are you doing here?" Sighing, I pushed to my feet. "I know I didn't inform you before coming down to your office but I've been calling you all day. I called once last night and figured you would be busy so I decided to wait till this morning. You still didn't pick." Sighing, she raked her fingers through her ironed hair and walked around her desk before dropping her purse on the table. Her keys followed, crashing into the tempered glass before she placed both hands on her hip. "So now that you are here, why are you here?" Sighing, I cleared my throat. "I'm guessing you saw the group of reporters gathered in front of the office building. A picture of us kissing has surfaced on the internet." Her cheeks turned red and I noticed how flustered she looked. I
SEKANI: With how things were starting to unfold, it was obvious that the people believed we were madly in love with each other. I'd seen posts on social media talking about us both and fawning over that one awkward picture of us both kissing and while all I wanted to do was take down every of that photo from every internet domain so I could at least, have a breath of fresh air, I knew I had to face the music. Thankfully, I made sure Mya was protected from the media and all that came with it. I'd asked her babysitter and her teachers at school to keep the news from her. I didn't want anyone asking her questions, knowing how popular I was amongst the mothers at school. It was one reason why I had desisted from attending their PTA meeting. It was obvious that at this point, I and Sean needed to appear before reporters in a press conference to talk about our relationship and where it was leading. Sheila had made that suggestion as she believed it was going to be faster to wrap
SEAN: "What the fuck is wrong with you, Sean?" She yelled as soon as the door to her office clicked shut. Flinging her bag into one of the couches, she turned to look at me, her eyes wide in anger. "What did you just do out there?!" "I—" She stopped me with a raise of her hand, wildly shaking her head. "No excuses, Sean! No fucking excuses. Go straight to the fucking point. Tell me why you decided that proposing to me out of the blue before everyone without getting my consent felt like the best decision for you to make?!" I closed my eyes and rolled my fists against my thigh before looking up at her. "It was the best thing to do. With the way things are going, we need to find a way to just get this over with. Aren't you tired of seeing our pictures circulate? Everyone already believes we are in love. We need to take the first step. I know you want this to be over, don't you?" "Enough!" She snapped. "Do not say another word." "No, Sekani," I matched her voice. "You sh