"Hera where are you ,we have been waiting for the past 15 minutes,"said father.
"Here I am " Hera said .
My name is Hera Zainabu am 21 years of age and I live with my father. Today we move on to make allegencies with the Yaneri family .
FatherIt has always been like this father and business me always been around when deals are sealed .I have witnessed it all but today it felt different. Counting the many times I have done this I felt odd today .
My father gave me a heads up on the Yaneri's the father no nonsense man, oldest son very business minded, youngest son enjoys his youth a
lot .I was only allowed to speak when spoken to, to look when am told to .The car ride to the Yaneri family was long ,we arrived in the evening. The mansion was big swooned with security .As I guessed no different from my father.
The welcoming was the usual ,the Yaneri brothers and their father all had the same demeanour cold .Surprisingly my father told me to sit out the meeting, which was odd since I was always there. I complied without complaining.
I decided to take a stroll around the house, but as the world would have it I got lost . To find my way back I decided to open different doors and one thing led to another, I was in a room filled with unused canvases. Further ahead there was a tarp covering a huge canvase ,this one was bigger than the rest.
Curiosity got the better of me and I pulled the tarp ,there an exquisite painting lied .The setting of the room didn't do the beautiful masterpiece justice. The lady in the painting made the whole thing a complete masterpiece. I was left wondering who was she?,Since the Yaneri family consisted of men.
Just as I was pulling the tarp back over the painting I felt someone's presence ,when I turned around I was met by a tall figure. The dimly lit room restricted my vision of the figure's face
I decided to leave since I was at the wrong place ," It's rude to pry and not say bye." The voice was deep it felt like I was in a void it echoed in the room.I could hear him closing in on me ,I just stood still soon a shadow was above me .The manly cologne clouded my mind ,he leaned closer his breath was fanning my hair and he spoke a second time "leaving to soon I only just got here."
My eyes adjusted to the darkness revealing ,I could outline his distinct features, his hair was mid-length slightly grazing his neck ,his eyes stared back at me with a dead gaze ,his height was truly outstanding. Talk about being GODS favourite, this man was crafted to perfection .
"Not gonna stare for that long are you "His voice almost rough but with a barred with a tint of mint snapped me back to reality. I was left dumbfounded, such that I had just being caught snooping around and to top it all of staring at him like an alien. I tried to walk away but I was dragged Back to my original position. "I don't think you were done with your exhibition " , he said as he started invaded the little space separating us . His grip almost firm started to sting .Just as I begun to fester the door opened ,there stood Hansol the youngest son ,his presence made the man let me go and I immediately left.
Hansol ushered me out after a brief eye to eye with the stranger .He led me back to my father without a word. After finalising we left I could from lock on my fathers face he was in quite the mood . I could only assume that everything fell through. Upon arrival my father called me in to share the news , news I had never thought I would hear in a lifetime .
I was getting engaged to one of the Yaneri brothers . My little came shattering down, my assumption was that Hansol was my bethroed since he was slightly older. The thought of living with that icicle was enough to make my breath halt.
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