A picture of Mayo's other house where he's alter personality owned is above, now imagine there was a Benz in the middle, the Benz belongs to Mayokun quite alright as that was the car he always took to work.🌚
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Mayokun :
Everyday, I keep waking up in this house and have servants genuflect for me yet the house was strange to me. I don't know where I'm in, who owns this house, which estate the house was located in. All I knew was that some days I wake up with company and other days I wake up alone, today I woke up to see this strange lady beside me.
Her hair fanning her face and covering the whole face, I tried to recall who she was or where I had met her or something but my mind was blank. The blanket was covering her waist but her back was bare, she was backing my figure and it appeared to me that we had been cuddling and I was the bigger spoon. How did I end up here sef?
I stood up and quite grateful for the decency that my boxers were still on, it was the same
Boxers that I wore to work yesterday . Only one explanation was valid to me, Tunde must have shown up and I didn't like it.It's very hard to clean up the mess that your alter personality must have done, pretending to be the person that brought them over was hard. So hard I almost thought that I am impersonating someone. Impersonating someone that doesn't exist!
"Baby...are you awake?" The sleeping lady must have awoken and was the one calling
Me, some meters from the bed, instilled as I closed my eyes, I hadn't wanted her to be awake yet-at least not now.
"Hi umm...baby." I replied, even the baby sounded bitter than I expected."Why is your face like that? You're not happy seeing my face in the morning abi.?" The lady continued with her question, this was one hell of a chatterbox. "No babe. I'll be back I just want to use the comfort room don't read me wrong." I replied her then man up and entered the toilet, I let out the breath that I didn't know I was holding. Jesus Christ! God knows that I didn't like what I was doing nor found it funny either. I began to shower, hoping that I can wash away all that happened last night since it was evident that I had sex with that woman in the bed.
I dried up and applied creams and cologne. There was a lot of cologne here and roll on and i sniffed before applying them on me choosing the one that was far from strong.
I reentered the room and saw that thankfully she was clothed. "Sorry about the previous time babe I was-" I cut off by waving my hands to stop everything she was going to say.
"I'm not pissed okay?"
"Okay." She replied and shut her mouths and bit her lower lips. "I'll be on my way to work now, is there anything you want?" I said through gritted teeth as I wore the black long sleeve and buttoned it.
"Yes, remember you promised me 200k yesterday." She paused not letting her eyes meet mine.It didn't take me anything to figure out that she was lying to my face. The phone that had a black pouch caught my attention, it was half hidden under the pillow and barely obvious, I went to where it was and brought it out. The phone doesn't look anything like mine. Mine was definitely in the car.
I checked the phone out, it was brand new, an iPhone 14 and classic looking, I wondered where Tunde must have gotten it, even the money that he was spending or this house that he supposedly lived in some days or clearly some nights.
I opened it easily with my Face ID and checked the bank app, it had quite an impressive sum in it and I wondered again, where did Tunde get this money from? "Call your account number." I said to the girl in my front who appeared scared to wits, she thought I'd figure that she was lying and not give her, unknown to her that I had actually figured it out but how would 200k from 100million look like? Beside it was Tunde's money not mine. And at times like this, where only Money could clean this mess, I had to be generous with it than try to explain that I wasn't the same person who had brought her home.
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ORANGE LIFE. (Book 1.)
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