Loving A Stripper

Kunle"Dad, I am done with those Russian investors," I said, walking past my dad, who seat with his eyes glued to his favourite family series, The Johnson's."What again?""They just decided they don't want to invest anymore but want to buy my hotel."I sat on the grey sofa next to him with a frown."Do you want to sell?""Never!"He switched the channel to NTA. "Good, I would have strangled you if you said yes.""I entrusted you with my business because I'm sure you are knowledgeable on actions to take."He placed the remote on the center table, stood up and stretched his body."I called off the engagement," I said, seizing the opportunity to change the topic to my crashed relationship.He turned to me, his hands still stretched out. "I don't think you k

KunleNo one could mistake that skin colour, or that smile or her one-sided dimple, not even that little cracked voice. No one could forget those things, not after seeing her for a second or hearing her speak.That's why the moment I got her details as one of my newly employed staff with a passport of her smiling, I sent David the supervisor of Sharon, the hotel she was employed in to prepare the event center and my little office for a meeting with the newly employed staff.All I wanted, was to see her reaction, and if possible take a picture, using it as my screen saver for a year.The moment she stepped in, I turned to my computer screen, when really I was staring at the live video clip of her face.The fact she stood with her mouth opened after stepping into the office, gave me the extreme satisfaction I needed, and seeing her moved her wig to prevent me from reco

Kunle"My guy," Chris said, walking into the office.I lifted my eyes from the pile of paper works on my desk and stared melancholy at him.He stopped on his tracks and tucked his hands in his Jean trouser. "Jesus, you look like a ghost.""Did you sleep?"I raised a brow in response to his question and focused my attention back on my work.  After getting the deteriorating news of my ex pregnancy, my day turned from fabulous to sour and ended with me sleeping in my office.She is pregnant. The four-letter words I always got to see the moment I closed my eyes."Stand up,"  He commanded, still standing at his spot in front of the door."Why-" The swinging of the door stopped my reply, as Grace bumped into Chris, spilling my coffee on him.Standing with unknown strength, I rushed to Ch

 Kens POVI sat in the room, with nothing separating us but darkness. Reaching for her was as easy as killing an ant but I sat still.It was not the right time.The moment she walked into the stage, the hunger to devour her took control but I rolled my hands in a fist and gritted my teeth, inhaling slowly.My plan was to know if she still flipped the pole, but never did I expect her splendid performance.Oh, how the stars work in my favour, I thought, leaning forward though I had a perfect view of her.Despite her mask, I knew it was her, the tattoo on her thigh and the confidence strode she took was something no one else could possess. Same confidence and strength she used in overcoming her troubles.The moment she dropped down and smiled, my body vibrated, not just the ha

GraceI stormed into my suite, took off my clothes, walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower.Slamming my hands would've been a better reaction, but knowing the implication and how painful broken fingers could be, I gently placed them on the white tiled walls and let my tears joined in intimacy with the cold waters.Just quit the job, my subconscious said, as I sat in the bathtub with my knees to my chest."I can't, I need to give Natalie the best in life. If it means serving that jerk, then I have to," I murmured, cancelling the ungodly plan of quitting.Now stand up Grace, don't let that rich asshole, make you weak.I stood and felt the fluid of self-motivation ran around my body.Smiling like the incident with Kunle never happened, I turned off the shower and left the bathro