Two naked bodies entwined like twin serpents rolled across the bed, yearning and seeking each other out, this was their own special time of meeting with the desire that they felt for each other.
He was her boss, and she his secretary, and they had been lovers for a year now.
Dean Legacy was the sole owner of the mega establishment, “Flames” which was a perfume company, with an age long trademark and a unique fragrance, one with a mix of roses.
His face darkened with passion, his dark and seductive eyeballs lit with fire as his lips nestled on her b-----s…Dean Legacy was a billionaire and a beast in bed and Toke Melaye, his marketing strategist was the woman on the bed.
‘Make love to me baby, this torture is too much.’ Toke groaned, her hands found the crown of his head, she ran her fingers through his thick mane of dark and curly hair.
‘I will…but first, I must explore…’ he lifted his lips from the middle of her creamy boobs, staring deeply into her eyes.
‘What?’ Toke glared back at him.
‘Nothing, you’re just beautiful.’ Dean replied with a boyish grin.
She could tell that he was up to something, she did not like the look of mischief on his face, and she was right, his hands travelled from her belly where they were placed down to her thighs…slowly.
‘Ah, bab…y’ Toke stuttered, she was lost in his arms tonight. She was immersed deeply in the fire of his loving, there was no escaping for her tonight, and she liked it very much.
Slowly, his hands caressed her tender laps, rubbing the tiny hairs of her creamy laps. She was his joy, he had loved her for a very long time and tonight would mark his confession.
His fingers found their way into her red p@anties, they met with a river of wetness that was already flowing for him.
‘Please…just do it.’ Toke could not hold back anymore, only him knew how to bring her satisfaction.
‘Are you ready?’ Dean paused, he bent over her and looked deeply into her fine pebble eyes. they glowed at night like they had been made with fire.
Everything about Toke was fire, and maybe that was the reason he loved her very much. His love had grown over the years they’d been together, he was sure she felt that way and that was the reason he was ready to tell her what was on his mind.
‘Yes.’ She nodded quickly, her legs giving way to his fingers.
He dug one in, she gasped as pleasure rippled through her.
He loved it when she reacted that way, he liked the fact that he knew her body so well, it was going to be a long night.
Dean Legacy was a one-woman kind of man. He was not the typical rich guy whose duty was to break women’s hearts. No, Dean was far from that, he was no devil, he believed in treating a woman right and showering her with love.
He’d dated only two women in his thirty-three years on earth, they were all in his past now. Currently, he was in a liaison with his marketing strategist, Toke Melaye, the woman that was behind the successful sales and delivery of Flames products.
He’d just fired his old marketing strategist when she showed up in search of a job. He’d scanned through her Curriculum Vitae briefly, impressed by her qualifications and work experience, he had no other option but to hire her and she turned out to be perfect for the job.
As the weeks passed, they realized they were both attracted to each other, so why waste time? Toke was a twenty-first-century hardcore feminist and she did not waste time in telling her boss about the attraction she felt.
That was how their love affair began. The rules were simple: they never discussed business during pleasure hours and they were very discreet about their affair.
‘What’s wrong baby? Your head seems to be in the cloud?’ Toke bit his ear as she found her release.
He groaned and fell beside her on the bed, he had been hurt in the past by women and that had caused him to create a huge wall around his heart. He was clear now about his feelings, Toke was the kind of woman he admired and he was ready to take whatever they had to another level.
‘Do you remember the first time you walked into my office and told me you were attracted to me?’ Dean turned and faced her.
She was so beautiful, even the night could not hide it. The chandelier dropped its rays on her oval face, her eyes dazzled and her pink lips were swollen from too much kissing.
A smile evaded her lips as she stared at him, she remembered it quite well.
‘I was too forward, I did not even consider the consequences. What if I’d gotten fired?’ Toke laughed.
She was not a believer in love or attraction to the male species, but she’d fought so hard to contain the attraction she felt for Dean, all to no avail.
“I think I am attracted to you, what do you think?” those were her words on that fateful day.
‘I think you were brave…’ Dean dropped a kiss on her face.
‘Or stupid.’ Toke winked and they burst out laughing.
Silence crawled into the room when they quieted down, she sensed Dean was troubled, but she could not ask him any questions about work, that was one of the rules.
‘Are you sure you are okay, Dean?’ She asked
Dean ran his hands through his hair; he was confused and unsure of himself.
‘There’s something that has me troubled about our relationship.’ He paused, waiting to see the reaction on her face. Did she want him? Or she just wanted his body?
‘Really?’ Toke held her breath as she stared into his face, she tried to stare calm as possible. She did not want him to read her thoughts, she did not want him to see through her.
‘I think I love you Toke.’ He blurted out, not able to hold it anymore.
That did it! Colour drained from her face, morbid fear trapper her mind, a wave of coldness overshadowed her as she realized he was not bluffing, he was being truthful, and this terrified her more than anything.
‘Say something Toke…’ Dean licked his lips, nervously holding his heart out for her answer.
Toke was stunned, she did not know how to react or what to say in return. She had not expected this, she had not envisaged this.
‘You can’t blame me for falling for you Toke…you’re such an amazing personality. You are hardworking, independent and serious-minded and those qualities make me love you even more. I think all men should be with women like you.’ Dean smiled while watching her face the whole time.
She liked that he was being honest, she loved the way he painted her beautifully with words, but she could not say what was on mind. Because if she did, she was going to break his heart.
Her lips moved, they parted a little, but no words came out as the door to Dean’s bedroom flew open and had the two lovers jumping out of bed.
‘Geez! Grandma you never told me you were coming.’ Dean hurriedly slipped on his jeans.
Toke worked with her fingers quickly, she slipped on her yellow dress and rushed out of his bedroom without looking back, this was the escape route she’d been searching for.
Dean was left alone now, furious that his grandmother showed up without announcing her arrival.
‘You don’t just show up at people’s houses, even if you do, have the decency to knock.’ Dean complained, feeling embarrassed that she had seen him unclothed.
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Episode 2
The old woman wore her best smile as she stared into his face. She loved the boy right when he was born and she knew he would make her proud someday.
‘Is that the way to welcome your grandmother whom you’ve not seen over a year?’ The old woman parted her arms, waiting for proper welcome.
‘I do miss you grandma, but you walked in on a special moment.’ Dean scowled.
‘Did I?’ She feigned innocence.
‘Yes you did, you ruined my chances with Toke. I was about telling her about the way I felt .’ Dean replied.
‘What makes you think she feels the same way about you? A woman in love does not run that fast.’ The old woman eyed the room with disdain.
‘Why?’ Dean rolled his eyes, knowing she was about o become proverbial.
‘Love is not swift. It is patient.’ She served him his answer.
His heart pounded faster against his chest as he pondered on her words.
‘No’ he thought, he was quite sure Toke felt the same way about him, they could not have spent two years together for nothing.
‘Can I receive my welcome now?’ She spread her arms wider.
Seeing that she wouldn’t let him be, Dean drew a deep breath and walked straight into her arms, and he loved it in there. There was something about his grandmother’s arms, they felt like home and that was the reason he was eager to find a woman that would love him.
He desperately needed to create his own home.
It took her minutes to get down from the car once she had arrived home. Her heart was breaking, her breath was in spasms, she could not hold back the pain that tortured her within.
Tears rolled in her eyes as she succeeded in setting her feet on solid ground. She had felt it in his eyes, she had known he had fallen for her charms, and she felt the same way too, but they could never be together.
The yellow dress she wore clung to her slender body, her slender hips were pressed against the dress, while the swell of her b-----s were fully bare to the eyes of the midnight moon. Her weave on fell to her back, she had her heels in her hand as she walked towards the entrance of her apartment.
Toke had never felt this sort of pain for a long while; it was so painful knowing you loved someone yet you could never be with the person. She understood this pain, but she could not’t control it. It spread bit by bit, just like the seeds of a chronic disease would, it was all over and she could feel it.
‘You’re back early, I thought you’d plan to spend the night in his place.’
The voice startled her as she had locked all her doors and had not expected anyone.
‘Emma?’ Her eyes brightened as she stared at her younger sister.
‘In the flesh’ Emma replied, then she took out a key Toke had offered her once and raised it up.
‘Sorry, I totally forgot I gave you a spare.’ Toke swung her hands in the air, happy to see her only sibling.
‘Glad to see you too sis’ Emma walked towards her and planted a kiss on her cheeks, which was accompanied with apologies, ‘I am sorry I did not’t tell you that I was coming, but I had nowhere else to go.’
Toke loved her sister very much and she could sacrifice everything that she had just to make Emma happy.
‘What happened to your job?’ Toke asked.
‘The boss dropped a hundred of us, I’ve been struggling these six months till my landlord served me a quit notice.’ Emma shrugged.
‘Why did’t you tell me about it?’ Tears welled up in Toke’s eyes as she stared at her sister.
‘I hate to ask for money Tee, I love working for it. I love taking responsibilities and the fulfilment that comes along with it.’ Emma replied with sadness in her dark eyes.
She and Toke shared a lot of things in common. They believed in working for the money they earned and they hated to depend on men for money.
‘I am glad you’re finally here.’ Toke dropped her shoes and moved to the table where she served herself a glass of water.
‘You really work late these days, it’s not easy being a marketing strategist. I hope you enjoy that job of yours.’ Emma watched her elder sister out of the corner of her eyes as she was busy staring at the cute yellow shoes Toke had just dropped.
‘I wasn’t working…’ Toke licked her lips nervously, she dropped the glass of water she poured immediately as scenes of their torrid lovemaking replayed in her mind.
‘You were with him…’ Emma said. She knew about her sister’s relationship with Toke right from the start, but she was not in support of it.
‘I love him Emma, I loved him right from the first day I set my eyes on him. He is so handsome, so loving…’ she bit her lip as her sister’s face was being swallowed by a deep frown.
‘He is caring, kind and generous…’ Emma rolled her eyes, she had heard these before.
‘You won’t understand Emma. I tried pretending but I don’t think it would work any longer. I made it look like it was all about the sex right from day one, but it is more than the sex. My heart beats for him Emma.’ Toke was pouring out her heart to her sister.
She loved Dean Legacy with everything in her, but she couldn’t let it show.
‘I’ve warned your Toke, Dean is going to hurt you. He is not the type of man that would be with a girl of your class. Dean is an important man in the society, sooner or later, he would be paired up with one of similar financial background.’ Emma repeated the bout of advise she had often given to her sister.
‘You don’t know him, he is not that sort of person.’ Toke’s lips shook as she imagined Dean being with another woman aside her.
‘You are right, I do not know him, but does Dean know you? Does he know your secret? Hell no. He only sees a tall and light skinned woman, who speaks impeccable English and wears classy clothes. He is in love with your beautiful body and not who you really are.’ Emma answered.
Her words dug deep into Toke’s soul, tears flooded her eyes as her sister’s words clawed the layers of her skin apart.
‘But he told me loved me…I almost told him what I truly felt…before…’ Toke licked her lips as she remembered the stern faced silver haired woman that had walked in on them making love.
‘What happened?’ Emma raised a brow.
‘Never mind. Dean loves me, I know this, I can feel it strongly. I just don’t want to hurt him by pretending that I do not feel anything for him.’ Toke replied.
‘You know we are from a dysfunctional family, one with no surname. Our mother is in prison and we are still paying the debt of the crimes she committed. Don’t you think it is best to stay away from Dean Legacy? He is just using you to warm his bed, don’t get carried away by his love talk. I know men like Dean, they can only keep girls like us as mistresses. His wife is on the way.’ Emma said.
Toke was speechless, it seemed her sister had woken her from a bad dream. She hated the words that Emma spewed, but those words were true. They had a secret to protect, if Dean discovered who she truly was, there was no way he could love her the same.
Emma could see her sister was convinced by her words, she walked closer to Toke, placing a hand on her right shoulder, ‘I know we struggled on our own, we worked our a-s out to make it. But Dean would never consider you a member of his class. He is above, we are beneath. Forget him Toke, maybe it is time you stop seeing him.’
Episode 3
Would you like some milk?’ Dean asked, he was making his grandmother a cup of tea.
‘Nah, give an old woman some milk, she needs her all night beauty sleep’ the woman replied, provoking a laugh from her grandson who’d won a taut face all through the night.
‘I am happy you’re laughing Dean. I am sorry for walking in on you and your lover, I was just too impatient, I miss you grandson.’
Dean could not stay mad with the woman forever, he knew how much she loved him and he loved her the same way. Grandmother May had taken him in right from the time his parents had both died in an auto crash on his eight birthday. From that time on, he’d spent most of his life with this woman and her philosophy had tilted his life towards the right direction.
‘I forgive you, I know that’s what you want to hear.’ Dean winked.
He moved towards the fridge, then took out two round limes and slit them apart, he pressed the fruit with his fingers directly over the mug.
‘Tell me about her…’ the old woman inquired.
‘Her name is Toke Melaye, she is thirty years old. I love her, I think I have found the one.’ Dean replied, with a smile on his face.
‘Really?’ The woman’s silver brows knotted together.
‘What’s her profession?’ Grandmother May inquired.
‘Marketing Strategist, she works in Flames.’ Dean did not see the need of hiding this fact from his grandmother.
‘You shouldn’t mix business with pleasure, I do not approve.’ The old woman shook her head in distaste.
Dean could see that his grandmother was not happy with the choice he had made.
‘I am sorry Ma, but I assure you that our working relationship has not been affected by this.’
‘I don’t care about your working relationship Dean; I don’t like that woman for you. I had my own plans for you and she does not fit into that big ball of a plan.’ She returned.
Dean was very unhappy about this, he was a grown man and he could do as he pleased.
‘You don’t even know her, Toke is a very nice person, you both would get along easily, and you share a lot of things in common.’
‘Like?’ Grandmother May arched a brow.
‘She is independent, confident and very hardworking.’
‘You think showering me with undeserved praise would cause me to change my mind about her?’ The woman laughed.
‘Okay, let’s do dinner, just the three of us.’ Dean made a suggestion, he knew how stubborn his grandmother was, he had to break her.
His thoughts were filled with her, why had she bailed out on him that way? His heart beat faster as he imagined seeing her again; he just could not wait to tell her those words again.
“I love you,Toke Melaye.”
‘You think that would change my mind eh?’ The woman asked.
‘Not really, but it will make you know her better.’ Dean replied.
‘Let’s see her try.’ The woman decided to let this one go, she could not wait for dinner.
The night had faded slowly; morning had showed her bright and beautiful face with the crown of a yellow sun to the earth. Streaks of sunlight poured into the room where she slept with her younger sister.
Toke had not rested well, all her thoughts had been on the man that her heart truly craved for, her fears tormented her and chased sleep away. Emma was right, she was not Dean’s class of woman, what if he was just lying to her? What if a befitting woman of class and pedigree had been arranged for him.
‘Impossible.’ She shook her head as the thoughts kept spiralling within her mind.
She was before her dresser mirror, she probed her pale cheeks and her wide eyeballs. This was not the Toke that she knew, she lacked confidence in herself, she was afraid…afraid of losing Dean.
‘You look hot.’ Emma yawned and stretched out of bed.
‘Do I?’ Toke she asked nervously, she tried to contort her features in a certain way that Emma wouldn’t know what she was thinking. Emma was really smart and her bluntness on some issues irked Toke. She was not prepared for an argument this morning, so she had to play her part and look happy.
‘Of course…any man that wouldn’t look at you twice in that dress is a certified loser.’ Emma winked as she approached her sister.
Toke wore a hip hugging purple skirt which stopped at her knees; her slender legs were supported by a pair of orange wedge shoes; her torso was framed by a milky white blazer and a sequin like camisole that pushed her boobs forward, revealing a little creamy white flesh.
Her figure was too perfect, even for her own good.
‘Thank you.’ Toke forced a smile.
‘You got something big today?’ Emma’s eyes ran over her sister adoringly.
‘A meeting, with the executive board.’Toke replied curtly.
‘Oh.’ Emma’s eyes went to the file that lay on the dressing table; she picked it up immediately and scanned through the pages.
Toke caught her smiling at the corner of her eyes, ‘I have a presentation, a proposal for some changes in the marketing sector.’ She needed to explain so her sister could understand.
One of the reasons she had been awake through the night was this presentation, she was confident that her ideas would take the company to another level but she was also nervous of seeing him again. She had never felt this way before, she was losing control of herself and she did not’t know just how long this would last.
‘I see why you took extra effort in looking this good.’ Emma dropped the file and focused on her sister.
‘I always look good, I don’t need the “extra effort”, you know me.’ Toke shrugged, her slender fingers drew her makeup box next to her. She hated going late to work, she needed to hurry.
‘You lie, you are a poor liar sister, you have always been. It is written all over you, the mark of his love. You have gotten yourself entangled with the devil, I hope you do not get hurt.’ Emma folded her arms across her chest while watching her sister adorn her face.
Emma’s words were sharp and cruel, she rose to Dean’s defence immediately, ‘He is not a devil, you don’t know him.’
‘And I guess you do? Sleeping with a man for two years does not mean you know him well.’ Emma retorted.
‘Then what does he stand to gain by lying about his feelings? He has already slept with me, what else could he possibly want?’ Toke was getting sick and tired of Emma’s cynical attitude.
‘I don’t know, Time maybe.’ Emma pouted.
‘Time? What possibly for?’ Toke dropped the lipstick she held and stared directly into her sister’s eyes. Emma was a deep thinker and her predictions came to pass mostly.
‘I’ve been following the news sister, Flames was not at this level before you resumed working there. Believe it or not, your input in the marketing sector has generated public demand for Flames products. Dean knows this and that is the reason he came to you in the first place. He loves you for your work, there’s nothing more to it. He knows you are a valuable tool to the efficient running of his empire, he does not want you to leave. You are his pillar, his saving grace.’
Toke scoffed and shook her head, ‘That’s where you got it wrong, I was the one who approached Dean for a liaison and not the other way round. If you’re insinuating that Dean would use and dump me, I think you are hallucinating.’
Toke was choking, she was starting to resent Emma herself, for her ludicrous talks.
‘Sorry if I hurt your feelings, but I love being truthful about what I feel.’ Emma threw her hands into the air.
‘I don’t need to hear your opinion on Dean anymore, please. I will be pleased if you respect my wish.’ Toke’s face contorted into a frown.
The next few minutes she had to stay with her sister was occupied by deafening silence.
She quickly brushed her weave on, letting the edges touch her back; she took out the casing that contained her contacts and slid them hurriedly into her eyes. Only one thing was left, to make her adornment complete.
‘Use the red one, red would make the men bow to the content of your proposal.’
Toke who’d planned to beautify her lips with a purple shade, had no choice but to wear the red, she hoped Emma was right this time.
‘See you then, there’s coffee, chocolate, tea, whatever you want. I promise to cook once I am back…I will make Plantain pottage…’ Toke grabbed her car keys and hurried towards the door, stuttering all the way.
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