7- Realization of love

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A glimpse of Kore's life lovelies!!🤗 I hope y'all are excited as much as I am!💃💃

Kore's POV.

It's the noise I always woke up to. People arguing in the compound, the sound of my neighbor's generator even the birds would decide to contribute to the noise.

I slowly opened my eyes to find my hand on a girl's cheek. And by cheek, I do not mean her face. H-her butt cheek.

Sandra or Shola or whatever the hell her name was had her arms over me. I slowly removed them, found my clothes on the floor and shoved my legs in my pants. Not bothering to find a shirt or something, I left the room.

I brushed my teeth, drank coffee and proceeded to jog out of the house. I stopped at the door when I realized i had forgotten something very important.

Sighing, I grabbed a pen, tore out a piece of paper from a book on the table and wrote;

Morning beautiful! I had a great night.
You can make coffee or tea.There's
some money on the bed.

Kore.

I dropped the pen, picked up the small towel on my table, tiptoed back to the bedroom and dropped the note on the bed. With some money.

I grabbed my small gym bag in my wardrobe. With one last glance at Sarah or... oh hell whatever her name was I sighed as I jogged out of the house, out of the compound.

It's always the same for me every morning. I wake up to some girl in my bed, leave the bed quietly, make coffee, drop a note and some money and head to the gym.

My alarm clock always goes off at exactly seven and I probably won't be back until 9. I dunno what always happen but I always find my house empty by the time I get back.

Who am I kidding though? Always?

There's been a few times when the girls get clingy and all, even making breakfast for me and kissing me welcome when I get back. I always handled that anyway.

You could say I'm an expert in that area.

I pass an old couple and I sigh again. What would it feel like to wake up beside the same person everyday, someone who'd be there by the time get back? Everyday?

I felt my lips tug up. I've always been a secretly hopeless romantic.

I ran my hands through my hair, feeling a few ladies ogle me as I continued to jog down the street.

My daily routine had suffered since I met a certain redhead. God that woman drives me nuts!

After seeing Lola jezebel herself yesterday, being the idiot that I am, ended up in a bar which always resulted in me bringing home a lady.

My phone rang and I stopped, trying to catch my breath. I dipped my hands into my pockets to bring out my phone. I checked the caller ID and sighed.

Speak of the devil.

I hesitated but picked the call anyway.

"Kore! What the hell do you think you're doing?, I chuckled. She seems very angry.

"Hello to you there, Lola".

"Kore, I need you to break up with Ella"

"Ella? You know Ella?"

"Don't play dumb with me Kore, she must have told you something. Trust me when I say what you're doing is very dangerous".

"Look Lola, I'm sorry if you still have feelings for me but I've moved on. Why would I break up with the woman I love?", I heard her gasp and my eyes widened.

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