His Angel

Chapter 6

*HIS POV*
Marseilles France.

"Monsieur, vous avez une visiteur" Doreen, his French secretary announced.

"Qu'est-ce? He replied sounding rather irritated. But that didn't make her leave instead she wanted to convince him.

"Mai monsieur une....
"Doreen" he called In a stern voice that was both cold and callous, she took that as a cue to leave his office. She'd known him for him, he wasn't the type to reject visitors without a valid reason, something is definitely wrong with her boss.

He felt sorry for how he talked to his secretary, she wasn't responsible for his problem and it wasn't in him to transfer his aggression on innocent people. And the worst thing is that the person responsible is totally clueless, over the years he'd tried forgetting her by dating various women, blacks, French, Italian, and Chinese but non of them could even make him forget her not even for a moment. His Horia....

He thought of calling Janine but shrugged the thought off based on the kind of person she was, she would get jealous, curious and would want to dig deeper. He knew her well enough, thou they had never dated, they were just friends with benefits, she sponsored him for a year in ESMOD international, a prestigious fashion school in France, he was about to drop out due to financial issues but she offered to 'lend him' or so she termed it and had refused the pay back when he made his first millions. He forever owes her.

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Kano,Nigeria.

Hadiza/ Dije.

Being the host of an event isn't an easy task, her voice had gone hoarse giving orders to the caterers, decorators, Dj's and all.
Today is her sister's kamu/henna party, she wanted everything perfect since she was the one sponsoring the event, their parent had wanted to do it but she had persuaded them to let her take responsibility.

"Kai! That kumbo isn't balance, it will fall off if u don't balance it well".
"The filling for the samosa's is a little bit spicy add some more minced beef.... do this....do that .....
The caterers alone were enough to make her lose her voice, they are always trying to prove they know it all and will never heed to correction, once you tell them what to do they will bring up a culinary law that says otherwise, she had let them do their work at first but the result was disastrous, the first set of Samosa's were too dry and the filling too spicy and salty. They were specialized in making other foods but traditional.
She moved on to the old women making waina(masa), sunasur, dubla and Alkaki, she knew they were perfect so she didn't bother supervising them when she made sure everything was almost perfect she went into her room to rest. She tried to take a nap but it wouldn't come so she decided to listen to something from Ed Sheeran, she played thinking out loud and was eventually drifting off before the vibration of her phone startled her, she took the phone and checked for the caller's I.D, an international call with the number starting from a plus 55 but she wasn't sure if it was Mexican, Colombian or Brazilian. She decided to pick it to confirm her doubt.

   'Hello' the said the caller.
'Hi, can I know you please? Inquired Hadiza.
'Are you HBM? If you are you better stay clear of my husband, else you'd be sorry for yourself, shegiya ashawo husband snatcher, you can't even get yourself a husband because of your ill-luck, amma the God I serve will judge you'. Then click the phone was disconnected.

     'Ikon Allah' Hadiza sighed then resumed sleeping. She was used to over-jealous wives of her male colleagues calling to threaten her. She was almost sure it was one of them until she remembered something, it was not a local call.

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Bello
      
    Asiya had called her, he had explained to her several times that it wasn't him who needed the number, he was ordered to get it by his boss who also happens to be his best friend and his good for nothing wife had almost ruined their plan with her jealousy. He then dialed his boss line.
   'Hello sir, I got what you asked for.
   'Are you sure it's valid? the boss asked.
       'Yes Aboki, you should confirm for yourself.

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*In case you guys forgot Bello Is that guy's childhood friend.

Salma.