THE UNKNOWN PRINCE 08

I opened the big oak door and came face to face,
with Nora. She was decked in a black jumpsuit
and Christian Louboutine shoes. My eyes were
wide in shock when I saw her.

Nora: You are that graphic designer Kunmi talks
so much about arent you? she asked with her
brows arched.
Leke: Yes maam I stuttered.
Nora: So what are you doing here?
Leke: I was worried that after the failed collection
launch, you have not been coming to the office, I
got the address from Kunmi I said earnestly. I
could see a faint trace of a smile on her lips.
Nora: You came to see me, so why are you
leaving without seeing me, come on, perhaps we
could talk about the fashion brand she said and
I saw a lonely woman, desperate for any link to a
human being. I turned on my heels and we
walked back in. Iya Biliki was giving me the stink
eye, she obviously knew that Nora had not sent
me, and wrote it off to an overzealous staff.
Iya Biliki: Olofofo I heard her mutter under her
breath.
Nora did not entertain me in the living room as I
had expected, she took me to her bedroom to my
utter surprise. I was already calling her stink
names in my head expecting that the woman was
going to ask me for sex. I was also scared that I
would be a disappointment since all I knew about
sex were the things I read in books. But Nora did
not have her mind on sex.
Nora: It is a little inappropriate to bring you into
my bedroom, but it is the only place I feel safe. It
is ironic though that this room belonged to…” she
stopped talking, even when I was hanging on her
every word.
Leke: Belonged to who? I asked, desperate for
her to continue, but she stared into space like she
had not heard me.
Nora: What will you have, I have exotic wines,
old wines in the cellar
Leke: I will have Chardonnay if you dont mind I
said. She stopped on her tracks, turned and
looked at me. Chardonnay was my fathers
favorite white wine; mother also took up on the
taste while they were dating, so it was all they
drank at home while they were alive.
Nora: How old are you anyway? she asked
Leke: I am twenty five I lied.
We talked about the fashion house, but anytime I
tried to bring up the incident that happened on
the day of the collection launch, she would brush
it aside. Then she asked about my family, I told
her I was an orphan and she had the effrontery to
feel sorry. It took all my will power to keep
smiling, when what I really wanted to do was
bash her head. I asked to leave when it was
getting dark, and she was beginning to slur her
words. I told myself there would be other chances.
Besides, Banke had been burning up my phone
with calls. On my way out of my former house, I
called Banke to meet me somewhere so I could
take her to my place. I was angry and she was
the closest victim, I was determined to exert my
anger at the whole of humanity. Banke came,
dressed in a super short dress, and her face was
all made up. She obviously came with
expectations, and I was not going to disappoint,
at least in giving her what she wants.
Leke: Why are you dressed up, are we going
out?I asked mockingly.
Banke: You are so unromantic. Compliment me if
you wish, stop beating around the bush she
replied and threw herself on the bed. The short
while before she came, I had groomed myself, so
when I went to the bed and pulled her up for a
warm embrace, she was hit by a huge amount of
male freshness. When I tried to pull away from the
embrace, she leaned in closer, holding on to my
Tommy Hilfiger vest. I pulled away nevertheless; I
was not going to be that guy who rushed a girl
like he had never had sex, even though I have
never really had sex. I took out a bottle of red
wine from the bedside refrigerator and poured two
glasses.
Banke: Wow, cool she said as the rich taste of
Cabernet sauvignon hit her taste buds. As we
sipped the wine, she talked about herself, all the
relationships she had been in and her
expectations for our relationship. She had high
expectations; it was too bad that I was not the
one for them because, even though I had to pull
on big boy pants quite early, I was just sixteen.
Everything she knew about me was a lie.
Leke: Relax, you are just twenty one, live I said.
If she had wisdom, she would have got the
message. The fact that she did not though, was
good for me. When I leaned towards her, she
tilted her head and I brushed light kisses on her
lips. I deepened the kiss when I felt her shudder,
and saw her metamorphose into a wild sex beast.
She pushed me to the bed and began to ravish
me. I wanted to take back the controls, but she
was not letting go of the reins. Before I knew it,
she had flung her dress away.
Leke: Have you done this before? I asked,
suddenly afraid I would mess up, Banke was not
naïve after all.
Banke: You havent? she asked incredulously.
Leke: I have never quite found the right girl, until
now I said gazing into her eyes. If I had to admit
my virginity, I best present it in a romantic way. I
was not about to tell her I was still a virgin
because I was locked up in a house for loonies for
ten years.
Banke: I am honored. I feel so ashamed now,
wish I waited for you she replied with doe eyes,
looking up to me like I held the keys to the
kingdom.
Leke: No need to be, all that matters is now I
said patronizing her. I began to trail kisses all
over her naked body, I felt her turn jelly under my
hot lips. The reins of control were back in my
hands.
When I opened my eyes, the sun was up. My heart
raced in fear, had I slept off my first chance with
a girl? I panicked.
Banke: Morning sunshine she said with a wide
satisfied smile. The memories of last night began
to return to me. It was lit; I had done well, even at
my first trial, all thanks to all the kamasutra I
read.
Leke: Morning bae I replied and got out of bed.
Banke: I am so in love with you she exclaimed, I
stopped in my tracks and went back to bed to
lean in for a kiss. Even though I was not feeling
her, I had to treat her well, so she would be
malleable for me to use in my plot against Nora.
Leke: When does your school resume?
Banke: In December, I have months to kill before
then. I would have been so bored if I did not have
you she said, smiling sheepishly. She was
beginning to irritate me, did she have sex and
lose her brains after wards? I wondered.
Leke: I have something that will keep you
engaged. We are a team right?
Banke: Sure boo she said excitedly.
Leke: I want to do a documentary on Nora
Aboderine. The incident at the collection launch
has got me thinking. It seems Nora came out from
nowhere and became the chairman of Fola
fashion house. I want you to be my eyes and
ears. I said carefully, watching her facial
expressions.
Banke: You want me to spy on your boss, and
my sisters boss? she asked, getting up suddenly
from the bed, to go stand by the window.
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To be continued

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