Chapter Twenty

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PEACE POV

Five Months later

I have decided to put everything aside and be happy with the man who loves me. This decision brings me to his doorstep. A staff tries to stop me. I can see the slight fear in his eye but I don't dwell on it.

"please miss, you can't go in. He is in a meeting right now. Let me inform him of your arrival"

"fine Vincent. Can you help me find something in the Library to keep myself busy with?"

This stalling from him is getting me frustrated. Once we step into the room which is filled with bookshelves, I make a sharp turn, step out and lock him in. I can hear him issue curse words

"shit! Never saw that one coming"

I ignore him and make my way to his home office. When I come up empty handed, I head to the room we once shared. I miss him and I want to have him back. I step into the room to find it empty but the shower is running, I take a step forward and my heart starts to beat faster; not a good kind, but from the sound of groans and hisses and curses. To be clear of what I heard, I twist the knob gently and my legs go wobbly. Before me, is Philip balls deep, going hard on a woman, the shower raining down on them. His back muscles shifting sexily at the exercise. But am not here to admire him while he fucks someone else. I wait for a moment willing them to disappear. The woman keeps screaming like she was programmed to do so. Gals! I know he fucks real good but why not be natural in their response.

I really didn't know what I had expected him to be doing but certainly not this. They didn't notice me because their backs were turned to me. Seeing this broke me more than I can bear. I left the house. Not knowing where or to whom to turn to, I board a taxi giving him an address. I am not about to get stranded again in Abuja.

PHILIP POV

After we've made it out of the shower. I felt something off. Guilt, but I am a man with needs. She refused to come back to me, this woman right in that bathroom whom I feel nothing for really is a moment of weakness which would not happen again. I could have been a happy man right now with the woman I love, maybe even married, but i lost it because I couldn't trust her enough.

I picked up me phone to see a text from my twin

" my house ASAP"

I turn around and pick a shirt and almost run out of the house. I couldn't care less about my guest who kept screaming out of both pleasure and pretence. My family is more important.

PHINEHAS POV

When Peace showed up at my doorstep weeping, i knew something had happened.
When she recounted her ordeal after she calmed down, i became furious. She had fallen asleep in my arms once again and now i have laid her down in the guest room.

I am now waiting for Phil whom I had texted to meet me at home.
"hey bro, what happened? Miss me?"

The idiot says when he joined me in the kitchen as I was sipping my vodka.
When he moved to give me a hug, I punched him hard that he fell. He stood up

"what!, why?"

"Follow me"

I led him to the room where Peace slept. Watching her sleep, I can see the longing in his eye but I led him away, down the stairs to the living room.

"Phin, I miss her"

"well I guess you don't miss her enough"

"what are you saying? What is she doing in ABJ"

I become serious all of a sudden
"to see you. To reconcile. And be together with you again"

"Jesus Phin, I have waited five months for this."

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