Web of Deception [ EDITING !!!]

Chapter 3

Seyi p.o.v

I was quite confused when she called herself my mistress, but whatever she was planning, I trusted her.

She reminded me of Jemima, but it was dumb to think that.  I was there for her burial.

That year, after the accident, I struggled with everything. I struggled with classes and friends. I even considered using drugs to mitigate the pain, but I knew if she were alive, she would have disapproved.

Shrugging out of my thoughts, I concentrated on my work.

This was my first time visiting my company in Nigeria. I had assigned someone to manage it, and I have been hearing some complaints about the company. My vice president in London has noticed some fraudulent work.

It's time to take over.

I was so fixated on the work that I didn't notice Zina's presence.

"What are you doing?"

I looked up to Zina. Her face was back to the normal Zina.

Whatever that woman told Zina must have helped.

"You seem in a good mood," I said.

"You wouldn't believe it, but that woman I accused of being your mistress is no one other than the Osas, the famous chef!" She sat down.

That's why she looked familiar. I must have seen her on the screen or somewhere.

"It must be embarrassing," I stated.

" Embarrassing ?, I  wished for the plane to open up and let me drop away."

"What did she say then to put you in a good mood?"

"Well, she helped me realize why I was panicking, and it's because we have been dating for three years and I felt you didn't love me since I pushed for the proposal."

I pecked her on the cheeks. "Of course I love you. I don't just know how to show it."

She smiled. "That's what she said."

"She's right."

"I love you. I hope you know that." Her face was etched with seriousness.

"I know."

I felt like I owed Osas for helping me twice.

"I think I should thank her."

"Maybe later," Zina said.

"Why?"

"She didn't look very well. Let her just rest."

She did not look very well. She had said earlier that she was afraid of flights, although.

"You're right. Maybe later."

Zina rested her head on my shoulder as I continued to work, but my mind kept drifting to Osas, and somehow I felt myself worrying whether she was feeling better.

Osas p.o.v

I blinked twice.

Where was I?

I felt a wave of panic but then realized I was on the plane, safe and sound.

How many hours remain?

I glanced at my watch... Four hours are remaining.

I headed for the bar on the plane. One thing about First Class is that they never disappoint.

As I approached the bar, I saw a familiar figure sitting at the counter.

Seyi.

The name Seyi sounded so familiar, but maybe it could be one of Ola's past lover's.