This was one of the bleakest days of her life.
Imabasi was confused as she was angry. She would probably slap Victor on the face if not that he was her new boss.
Her new salary was worth the stay and patience.
She gazed at Victor’s fingers and saw a white gold ring on his fourth finger.
“Congratulations…” She said in a shaky tone.
“For what?” Victor asked looking amazed.
“Your ring… you’re married now.”
“Oh this, thanks. My wife is my everything now.” Victor said proudly.
A drop of tear rolled down her cheeks, and she fought against the fear to cry right before Victor.
She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, angry because Miriam’s evil had taken her by surprise once again.
She touched her forehead and thought she might have a fever, but she wasn’t sure. It could be the heat.
“You can go. Mr. Renault will show you around the school. And introduce you to the students.”
Imabasi nodded shyly.
She could feel Victor’s eyes on her, but then he had been watching her since she stepped into the office.
Without a word, she carefully made her way to the door; but before she clicked it open, Victor said, “Imabasi” She paused, and then turned to face him.
“Yes,” She replied with a shaky tone.
“I loved you very much. You were all I ever wanted. But when Monica came to…”
“It’s okay.” She cut in. “I understand you had to go on with your life. I will get over it.”
“You will get over what?” Victor asked huskily as he stood up from his chair and took steps toward her. “Are you still in love with me?” He asked, staring directly into her eyes.
“No. I was never in love with you.”
“What about now? Are you in love with me.”
“No!” Imabasi said softly like she was scared of something.
He smiled lightly and then said,
“It’s a lie. You love me right now. I can see it in your eyes. I saw how your face fell when I told you about Monica. You didn’t wanna hear about her because it breaks your heart to see that she is married to me.”
“Go away!” She yelled as she walked out of the office, she undid her hair and allowed it to flow down and held the door, about to walk out when Victor held her and pushed her to the wall. Kissing her deeply, he said, “Don’t you ever walk out on me. I am your boss now. And not that guy who used to run after you back in Wembley.” He said and took his hands off her.
“I don’t want any trouble. don’t ever kiss me again. You’re a married man.”
“But you kissed me back. You kissed me right?” He asked, thrusting his hands over his head.
She coughed and then sputtered. She was so weak she had to lean against the wall.
She watched Victor for a moment, as he walked back to his seat.
Her heart was pounding in her throat, her body was taut with yearning.
But her heart felt when her eyes caught the ring in his finger again.
She gave an audible sigh and walked out of the office without saying a word.
Imabasi went back to her new apartment after her last teaching for the day, she was sad and anxious to talk with Miriam.
She had wanted Victor to kiss him and never stop. Her heart was still hammering inside her from the experience as she dialled Miriam’s number.
“You betrayed me you scumbag! You’re not my friend anymore, you’re not my bestie anymore. You led me to this Miriam? You had the gut to throw me into the lion’s den huh? When I see you anywhere in London” She stammered with a deep breath, “I will fight you, I will push you down to the floor, I will call your mom and tell her of how you betrayed me. What did Victor say to you that had to make you betray me huh? You knew that ‘married Victor’ owned this school and you decided to purposely enslave me into working here right? I will never forgive you!” She ranted for a few minute without realizing that Miriam had hung up the call a long time before she finished talking.
She was suddenly quiet as if some forces had shut her up.
Then she thought of the kiss again. Desire streaked through her like the lightning that streaked through the sky.
The air was musty, filled with the scent of straw and oiled leather.
Imabasi’s new teaching job became fun to her as her new students loved the colour of her skin, and the way she pronounced British words.
She liked the way her students called her name, she giggled or gave a slight smile when they did.
On her way back to the quarters, Victor watched her from his office window. A hint of amusement in his eyes. A part of him wanted to call her to his office and just watch her grumble words he might not understand, while he made her jealous. But the wiser part dared not. He watched her till he couldn’t view her anymore from afar.
His phone rang, and when he peeped at it and saw that it was Miriam, he picked it up immediately.
“Hi Mimi” He said softly.
“We have a problem Victor, I think you should reveal the truth to Ima. She has been accusing me of betraying her. She has refused to pick my calls, I can’t talk to her until you do. She won’t agree to be my child’s godmother if we don’t settle this.”
“You’re pregnant?” he asked in soft whispers.
“Yes. Richard and I are having a baby. I haven’t told Ima yet because she is really upset with me.”
“But she likes her job Mimi, she is used to it now.”
“I know…if not she would have been gone a long time ago. My friendship with my best friend is at stake here Victor, please help me clean this mess.”
“Mimi, I am your best friend’s boss. She doesn’t greet me, she doesn’t visit my office, she snobs me even when she knows I admire her.” Victor said casually.
When the call ended, Victor thought about how he was going to talk to Imabasi. He could not get over the passion and emotions that descended on him after he kissed her, and when he remembered that she kissed him back, he became calm as he summoned up courage to visit the quarters.
A flash lightning illuminated the room and she caught a glimpse of her surrounding. Imabasi was checking her students test scripts on her laptop.
A plate of bacon cooked to a crisp sat next to the coffeepot. She savored every delectable morsel, even the coffee tasted nice, it was Denmark coffee, the one she bought at the school shopping mall the previous evening.
Licking her fingers, she went back to her laptop, checking through each students test script.
There was a knock on her door, and she wondered who it was. It was the first time someone knocked on her door at that time of the night.
“Who is there?”
“It’s me.” Victor replied in a low tone. Her heart melted when she heard his voice. She had wondered what he wanted from her at that time of the night, she became curious and walked hastily toward the door, clicking it open.
She stood there for a while, not saying a word as they looked into each other’s eyes for a moment.
“I do not entertain male visitors in my apartment at this time, worse? A married man who is suppose to be in bed with his wife .” She said, walking away as Victor walked slowly behind her.
“I want us to talk about something.”
“Whatever it is, we will talk about it tomorrow.”
“I want to talk about it now. Right now.” Victor said authoritatively.”
“Go ahead.” She said, despite her unwillingness to show emotion in front of him.
On a quick breath, Victor said, “Everything was a game to get you me, I mean to get you here so that we can date. I am not married, Monica is my younger brother’s wife. All that was a game. The wedding gown scene and the acceptance letter were all planned by Miriam, I and Monica.”
Imabasi stared at him in shock.
Ignoring her rapidly beating heart, she tried to force calm into her heart.
“I am sorry, your prank failed you. I am in a relationship with someone else. You’re a married man to me, Victor.”
Victor’s expression became blank.
“Are you in love with him?” he asked.
She shut her eyes and nodded her head, too weary to delve into her heart.
She wanted to lean her head against his shoulder, but she did not. It was important that she remain strong and keep telling him of her new found love.
To be continued…………………………..