Accidental baby mama
“No one understands me. No one ever feels for me.” Sophia sat on her bed, she leaned on the pillow.
Her mind flashed through the month’s events evoking tears of pain, pain and so much was going on.
She remembered how after Christine and her hubby to be left the office, she looked out of the window to see the dancing palm leaves. The day was beautiful but inside her air conditioned office wrapped up in work and worries, she just wished to go out, relax and relieve herself of the stress.
“Sophia, why did you leave?” she heard it clearly, that hurt tone. It was his ego and his pride that hurt. She knew that.
“Why did I leave? Mr Ani you came here on official matters which have been resolved, kindly take your leave.” she said, as she pulled down the dress.
“Just give me an answer then woman? Why did you leave? You just disappeared into thin air, just like that.” he ran his hands through his full almost dreadlock style hair. His eyes were carrying a pleading look.
“Because I felt uncomfortable, I never wanted any further relationship, I just found my ex playing mattress poker with my best friend, and then a total stranger hit on me, in my alcoholic daze I gave my consent to him and bam I woke up beside a stranger, who out of nowhere I just had a night with. Did you expect me to wait like a naive rat, so you can show me the door later huh? Or did you expect me to suddenly take over your life all because you slept with me?” she asked, as she waved her hands in the air. straight wedding dresses
“So what you are saying is that all the events that came up that night was nothing to you, right? ” he leaned against the desk, staring straight into her eyes.
“Ahem! What did you expect? I should run around and be happy because I just got laid for the first time in my life or what?” she added sarcastically.
“Shut up woman, shut up, so you concluded in your mind that I’m just pick random girls and screw them, listen to your warped sense of reasoning. You are just too high handed, you think so much of yourself…” he was stopped by her sudden change to anger.
“Well give me a good reason why I shouldn’t believe that you chase everything in skirt then? I mean you guilt tripped me into going to your house.” she said, folding her arms across her chest.
Dan knew he was wasting time and she knew too, she gave a bright smile as he took his leave. “It was nice doing business with you Mr Ani, have a nice day.” she said, as she slammed the door on his face.
Dan was confused and annoyed, was this lady so blind by her ex’s cheating on her that she couldn’t see reason.
He collapsed on the chair in his living room, it was getting harder than he thought he didn’t need a messy relationship, but his head and his d--n hormones were just heading towards her direction.
Why on earth was she playing hard to get and I’m better off than you. He sighed, there were a few ways to get her on his bed for his selfish reasons until he had her out of his system. He had to have her either by crook or any means.
*hmm see that’s what we sometimes get when we play too good*
“These are the CCTV files and footage sir.” the security agent was more than happy to help him.
Dan shook his hand and gave him something to buy coca cola from.
“You really didn’t need to, Sir” the man said, fisting the money and smiling. Dan grinned and waved him off, this was all he needed and her whole precious over achieving good girl image and career will crumble like appropriate pack of cards.
*this boy eh?*
“Mr Ani, what do you want this time?” Sophia stopped her car, he had been tailing her for an hour now and Chris was asleep in the car.
“Oh I just wanted you to see a few wedding performances so you could pick the best, have you forgotten Christine said you are to look at them.” he said innocently.
“Okay fine, but make it quick.” she said, as she turned covered Chris with a throw blanket and got down from her orange Tucson jeep.
She collected his device, but to her shock she was watching the video of her fight with Funke, she felt blood leave her face.
“So how did you like it?” he gave her a nice goodboy smile.
“Er where did you get this from?” she asked after she recovered from her shock.
“From the bar of course, you couldn’t have forgotten how you belated me, and told me even if I drugged you, you wouldn’t trip for me.” he gave a knowing smirk.
“Imagine this on social media, the good girl, role model, the philanthropist, the hero of women drunk and fighting like a common street rat. It would sure make a blog famous.” he continued, as he watched her trembling.
“What do you want?” she asked the dreaded question, she knew he had a vantage point.
“Simple, I want you, on my bed, on the table, on the sofa well anywhere you specify and I want you to give yourself willingly, I hate one sided affairs.”he said, as he moved closer to her.
“Can I get some time to think about this first?”Dan was surprised she could still talk,he gave her a nod and kissed her.
Sophia was humming as she greeted the receptionist, the couture was at its busiest this month, she felt so at peace with herself despite the threats she received.
She hummed the song, that song it came on after she had dropped Chris off at school in the morning. It spoke to her and renewed her, she was going to download the song. That was after she settled after the lunch she just had.
She passed Boma, who was cutting patterns. He was wearing his earphones, so there was no use greeting him. He wore a grey polo shirt and khaki trousers, today was casual.
She had gone for a simple pink striped blouse and jeans with sandals. She still hummed the song, as she opened the door, it wasn’t locked because Boma had taken the pattern in the morning.
She stepped into the office and closed the door, she stopped in her track, “What are you doing here?” she asked, as she saw Dan sitting on the settee comfortably.
“I came to see you.” he said, as he sat up. He wore blue chinos and a purple sweatshirt.
“Why?” she said, as she opened her windows after she dropped her bag on her desk.
“Don’t joke with me Amaka, you know why I’m here or am I the reaper trying to harvest your soul.” he said, as he sat up. His shoes were screaming designers and big boy.
“If that was a joke it wasn’t funny and I have no business with you.” she said, as she sat down.
“So you think I make bad jokes, it seems you aren’t taking me seriously here.” he said, standing and pacing around her office.
“Do you look like someone to be taken seriously? Please leave before I call security.” she said, as she ignored him and continued her work.
Well she thought he had left, like the last time, so she was shocked when she checked the time and saw him seating and pressing his phone.
“You’re really getting on my nerves Mr. Ani, why are you still here?” she said, standing up to face him.
“Because I haven’t had my reply Amaka.” he said, as he continued typing away.
“Don’t you have a studio to go to or some important artist featuring to do huh? Please you have to leave.” she said, as she eyed him. She didn’t want Chris to come back and meet Dan here.
“Why? Your office seems convenient and I can do my work from here.” he said, waving the phone in her face.
“Oh? Ok please we’ll talk about this another time.” she decided to take a compromise, Chris would soon get here.
To her surprise, he stood but not to leave instead he cornered her to the desk that was leaning on and he attempted to kiss her. But instead she shifted her face and it fell on her neck.
Sophia tried to cut back the moan from escaping her lips, this guy was taking advantage of her. She felt his hands under her blouse, and she tried to shift away.
“Stop this, please.” she said weakly, she felt his hands already on her bra.
“Mummy! Mummy! Uncle Boma said that…” Chris entered the office at that embarrassing moment.
Dan just looked back and the eyes of father and son met.
*geh geh dancing double wahala*
“What are you doing with my mummy?” Chris asked innocently as they both stared at each other.
Dan gave her a questioning look, “Who is this?” he said, as he stooped to Chris’ height.
“My name is Chris.” the boy said, as he looked at the man curiously.
“Your son? You have a son Sophia? Who is his father? ” Sophia was shivering and shaking at this point.
“Er em he’s my son, yes i have a son, see eh let me explain.” she said, as she wrung her hands sorrowfully.
“Don’t explain anything, I don’t need a soothsayer to tell me why you’ve been acting strange and trying to send me away. How old is he?” he asked authoritatively, the boy was his exact copy. No one could debate it, well maybe his eyes but he knew that the face and form was just his. Why on earth would she keep this from him? He would do a paternity test to affirm this.
“Em, he is…he is…six years old.” she said, as she tried to tug Chris from Dan, who was still looking at him in awe.
“Well that’s good to know, so all this while you’ve been with my child. Just get your lawyers ready and get ready for the media too. Chris, daddy is coming for you.” he said, as he kissed Chris’ head and gave him some money.
Chris’ eyes lit up at the word daddy and Sophia pitied him, but she was scared, afraid of what would happen.
Dan left without giving her a second glance. He waved at Chris, ignoring Sophia who had started crying.
-TO BE CONTINUED-