It was going to be a good day; he needed to
meet up with Lavvy so he’d know the next step
to take.
She wasn’t feeling particularly motivated that
morning, so she had dressed a little dull. She
wore an ash colored trouser suit and her
makeup was gothic themed. She wore black
lipstick, darkened her eyelids with dark
colored shadow and darkened her brows; she
was a beautiful monster.
Narissa walked into the studio in low spirits;
seeing her ex-lover again had thrown her off
balance and she briefly wondered if she could
ever be herself.
As she got closer to her office, all thoughts of
Ife fled away; there seemed to be a problem in
the office, what was happening?
‘Here she is!’ She heard Lavender call her
name, now what was that about?
‘Come on here darling, you could get us a spot
on this juicy deal’ her boss beckoned to her.
‘Good morning madam, good morning
everybody’ she waved at the studio attendants.
‘Morning Pretty’ they returned her greetings.
Some nodded, some returned a wave, others
simply acknowledged her greeting with a smile.
‘What’s going on?’ She turned to her boss.
‘Tell her Lavvy, I am too excited to talk. I know
with your help, we are getting a spot on the
Methocorp media assessment sessions’ her boss
was all smiles.
‘Lavvy?’ Narissa faced her.
‘Methocorp is owned by the finest bachelor in
town, Ife Martins…’ she rubbed her hands
together, she had not seen this one coming and
was surprised Ife had not shared this piece of
information with her. But it wasn’t really any
of her business, what bonded her with Ife was
getting information on Narissa. She was nothing
to him but a paid spy.
‘I already know a lot about Methocorp, I don’t
live in a cave’ Narissa cut in impatiently.
‘Good. The Multibillion Naira company is having
her Media assessment sessions, these talk shows
are meant to give the public more information
on Methocorp; they also promote the media
companies that host the sessions’ Lavender
explained.
‘So?’ Narissa raised her brows not
understanding where her boss’ excitement came
from.
‘Five top media companies were chosen for the
interview sessions; sadly, we weren’t chosen’
Lavvy paused.
‘Good. Next year we may be chosen’ Narissa
forced a smile and walked out of the studio
towards her office.
‘You’re not getting the point, are you?’
Lavender scoffed.
‘And what is that?’ She stopped.
‘We need you to speak with Ife Martins, beg
him and put in a good word for our company.
We need this job to get to the top’ Lavender
said.
‘Beg him? I would never do something like that.
I guess he had good reasons for keeping our
company out of his little program. My show has
promoted this media company for three years
now and my fan base has just increased, so
why do we need Methocorp?’ She couldn’t
believe her ears.
Suddenly the murmurings stopped; at that
moment, silence overthrew noise and music.
‘What is it?’ She read a bleak expression on
their faces.
‘I knew you might prove stubborn Narissa so
your show has been canceled’ her boss stopped
grinning and cut in.
‘What? How can you cancel my show? That
wasn’t the agreement, how does my show relate
to Methocorp’s assessment?’ She couldn’t believe
her ears.
‘Can’t you see that we need to take this
company to the next level? I know you have a
huge fan base, I am not disputing that very
fact but do you also know that this company
spends a huge sum of money promoting your
shows? We need more attention from
Multibillion corporations as Methocorp, which is
the largest in Africa. We need Ife Martins here
Narissa. I know you are a big person but
Methocorp is bigger’ her boss explained.
‘Really? And if I don’t talk to Ife about this?’
Narrisa clenched her jaw tightly. She hated
threats and preferred going against them.
‘You could lose your job’ her boss replied flatly.
‘I still can’t believe this, it’s all a dream’
Narissa hissed angrily and stormed out of the
studio.
She needed to speak with someone, else, she
would run mad. Once again, he had ruined her;
if he had not showed up in her office, her boss
wouldn’t have come to the conclusion that she
was good friends with Ife Martins. Now all ends
of the fabric were let loose and she was
supposed to play seamstress.
‘Are you sure you’re doing the right thing ma?
What if you push her too far? Narissa is a hot
venture and many media companies would pick
her up if you let her go’ Lavender turned to her
boss, she had not expected the woman to carry
out her plans so determinedly.
‘Let’s hope it doesn’t get to that. It seems I
misjudged those two, maybe Ife and Narissa
aren’t that close; but I want her to do this for
us, for our company. Narissa can be stubborn at
a time, we have all seen her display her
stubbornness at one point or the other. If she
refuses to listen to her make-up artist, she’ll
deliberately ignore the directors or snub anyone
who tries to add ideas. She’ll come around, I
know she will’ the plump woman rubbed her chin
thoughtfully.
‘I pray she does’ Lavvy lifted her phone. She
had sent Ife a message earlier, he had just
replied.
‘Can we do it in the bathroom? I hear bathroom
sex is hot.’ Jason had crept up behind her.
‘Jason! You scared me’ she swirled around and
faced him.
‘So, what do you say?’ He quickly looked around
to be sure no one was looking and he grabbed
her ass.
‘Sorry, we can never do this again’ Lavvy
pushed his hand away.
‘Why?’ He felt disappointed.
‘Nothing. We had good sex last night but it ends
there’ Lavvy replied defiantly.
‘Really? And when did you start writing the
rules? You better give me a taste of that ass or
else, I’ll tell Narissa you’ve been spying on her’
he threatened.
‘Hey, you cannot do that. You can never tell
Narissa about those questions I asked’ Lavvy
felt defeated.
‘Then let’s fuck in the bathroom’ he grabbed
her ass once again then prodded her forward.
‘Okay’ she whispered and followed him. This was
part of her job, keeping her cover.
There was no better place to cool her head than
her father’s, at least she would get distracted
by his old jokes and gist once she got there. She
quickly texted Iman to set up a date whenever
she was free; Iman was the only person that
could relate to her current situation.
How could her boss threaten to sack her after
three years of service? All because of
Methocorp?
To Be Continued….
