ZARA'S POV
After the boat ride we came back to the house. I'm still here but Rotimi went back into town to pick up some food to cook for dinner tonight.
I told him I would make dessert so I walk into the kitchen and prepare to make brownies. As soon as I get all the ingredients out, the doorbell rings. The housekeeper, Esther, is still here finishing up the cleaning she needs to do in the living room. She is headed to the door but I told her to stop.
"I got it Esther." I say.
"Oh, thank you." She smiles.
I open the door and see a man standing before me. I don't recognize him... I mean, why would I? I'm in a foreign country where I literally know no one.
"Hi... can I help you?" I ask.
He looks at me as if he's looking at a ghost.
"Hello. I'm Giovanni. You must be Zara..." he smiles.
"Do I know you?" I'm confused.
He opens then closes his mouth as if he wanted to say something but changed his mind.
"I know Rotimi.. and your father." Giovanni says.
"You know my dad?" I ask.
"Yes. We've known each other for years... but that's a story for another day." He laughs.
I smile at him.
"I don't want to take up too much of your time. I'm just here to deliver something to Rotimi."
He hands me a small rectangular box that's wrapped in brown paper.
"I'll be sure to give this to him." I reply.
"Thank you..."
He takes a moment to look at me one last time before walking away.
* * *
Rotimi is finally back from the store and begins to prep for dinner. My brownies are already done so I sit them aside to cool down.
"Oh, before I forget.. some man came by?"
"A man? Who was it?" Rotimi asks.
If I didn't know any better, I would say that Rotimi is nervous.
"Yeah.. he said his name is Giovanni. He wanted me to give me this."
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Thicker Than Water | Rotimi FanFiction
FanfictionDespite being the daughter of notorious criminal, Alonso Devereux, 24 year old Zara is trying her best to maintain her image as a good girl and as an upstanding citizen. Rotimi, is a 25 year old R&B singer who's life begins to become chaotic after...