I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

“That was good, bro.” Jacob shook hands with me and I smiled thanking him. We watched as the reporters took their leave thanking me and saying a few words to Kennedy and my mum.

“The reporters seemed quite pleased. Hopefully the news tomorrow will be pleasing to us.” Kennedy informed me and I nodded.

“Thank you, Kennedy. Good job.” I told her, she gave a polite smile before excusing herself.

“Mr Gonre.” I spoke as he approached where Jacob and I were, Jacob busy on his phone while I kept meditating.

“Nathaniel King. Let’s wait for the reports tomorrow. Have a good night and please go out tonight. Have a blast, do something wild if you please.” He patted my shoulder walking away. If I didn’t know better, I would have taken his words seriously but he knew the media would still be watching my every move.

“Nat, I have to get going but see you tonight? Liam and Kelvin want to go to some…” He trailed off watching as I shook my head slowly in disagreement.

“I will be going home tonight. The media is watching and I need to just relax.” He nodded in understanding. We did a quick handshake in parting.

“Bye bro.” I watched him exit out of the conference room. The shareholders one after another shook hands with me saying different words of encouragement.

Whatever tomorrow’s report and meeting with the shareholders states, I am ready to face it head on.

LATER THAT NIGHT.

“Man, when did you become such a buzzkill? We set this whole shit for you.” Liam said over a loud music playing in the background. I knew it was lit but I was so comfortable with the idea of the night planned out.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

A night with a cold relaxing shower, Chinese food I have picked up on my way here, drawing and probably reviewing the blueprint for the construction of the mall.

“The media is watching and I–”

“Umm…fuck the media. I miss you man.” I bursted out laughing at that and he chuckled as well, I could hear the guys in the background faintly.

“Goodbye and quit being gay.” He laughed and I hung up.

I opened the door to my penthouse while undoing my tie and clapped my hands to put on the lights. I dropped the new containing my take out on the round glass table in my living room.

“Surprise.” I jumped at the sudden sound of a woman’s voice. I frowned, turning around to meet Jenny with an excited expression. She waited for me to move or say something but I stood there heavily gazing at her.

She was dressed in a short pink gown that stopped right before her butt. Her hair was packed in a neat ponytail, her face was covered in make-up. Looking like she was here on a mission.

“What are you doing here?” I questioned with my irritation unheard  and her countenance fell and she pouted.

“That’s the first words that escape your mouth? I came to celebrate with you after today’s hectic day. You know how I don’t cook so I gave you food from Burger King and chocolate cake.” She smiled, bringing it out from the nylon bag.

“I appreciate it though I detest Chocolate cake. But I would like to be alone right now.” I said with finality. She smirked, strolling towards me with a seductive look I knew all too well.

“For real? I thought we would at least run a bath together. Eat and discuss in the hot tub, I will be down for anything you would like to do later.” She whispered in my ear, running her tongue in my ear which was supposed to turn me on but rather irritated me. So I stepped aside pushing her slightly away from me.

“Jenny, you know what, it’s my fault. After what happened the other night, which I recall nothing of, I should have made things straight with you but failed to. I don’t want to have any type of relationship with you, including sexual. I recently got divorce, you’re healing so quit coming here. Drop the key on the counter, thanks for the food and shut the door on your way out.” She seemed taken aback by my words.

“Nathaniel, don’t play like that. You know you want me, what happened the other night was amazing and I know you enjoyed it. Even if you don’t want a serious relationship, I’m down for a sexual one. We both need each other and you know that…Please let’s try this, I’m down for anything.” She pleaded and I shook my head in disappointment.

I couldn’t believe we used to date.

“Have some self respect for yourself. I will get the driver to pick you up and go straight home. Lord knows what goes on in your head.” I glanced at her picking up my phone and her face got red in embarrassment at my words.

“Here.. I’m…” She dropped the key, stumbling on her words.

“Is this because of your ex wife because we were good before her arrival?” I ran a hand across my face gathering my words.

“Just take care of yourself. I can’t deal with this right now.” She nodded with her face filled with sadness and hurt but I hated how she carried herself.

Begging for a sexual relationship? To be treated like a slut? I hope Rachel wasn’t into this rubbish.

I walked up stairs and without turning back I heard the front door close, then I let out a breath of relief.

I stripped out of my clothes and got into the cold relaxing shower. Rather than my initial plans, after this I planned to just go to bed as I had lost my appetite. Surprisingly, Lydia was heavy on my mind. She had become more beautiful since the last time I saw her, her curves and skin.. she was literally a goddess. Probably that man she left with was now treating her like a queen as she deserved to be.

What if she was also like Jenny pleading for a sexual relationship but instead in exchange of money?

I shook off the thought knowing deep within my soul, My Lydia wasn’t like that.

Or was she?

Stepping out of the shower after about fifteen minutes of relaxing, I got a text from my mum and I was reluctant to even read it as my head was calm:

‘I have already started working on the charity event.

I will make sure Lydia is there whether she likes it or not.’

I rolled my eyes after reading the text and shut my phone.