100 Days My Billionaire

Chapter one

Footsteps dragging on the ground. A loud sound was heard, alas! It seems like an explosion

Irene was going home that night so late her phone was almost down, so she couldn't use the torch.

She moves so carelessly, she was not in her right mind. she was thinking about her life.

"Damn, this is so crazy" she mumbles, hitting her hands hard on her head.

"Does everything have to end up like this"she says and freezes "holy shit" what is that, lying on the Bare ground?

Her other mind was telling her to run but, hell no! That was the only short path that led to her house.

"I know this is the only short path to your home, but don't you fear for your life?" Another of her instincts speaks.

"Ssh," she says, placing her index finger on her lip. She was going to turn back, but something kept driving her forward until she reached and passed the scene,, but she shouted, "holy ghost" when she felt something grab her legs.

She was shivering, "save me"a faint voice said, "Am not the Messiah'' she replied.

"Please save me, I am dying"

"Does a dying person speak?"

"Please save me."

"im not saving you." she shouted on top of her voice and attempted to move further but fell down.

The next morning

Irene was outside her flat, she was rushing down the stairs in a haste, if she didn't get down on time

She might run out of luck cos definitely"there will be no water to cook, wash and bathe.

She hurried down, hurray! There were just a few people left there. The water was rushing well, she was the number fifteen on the line. The water is undoubtedly going to reach her turn.

It got to the seventh person. The water was still rushing fine. Then to the tenth person and finally, it got to her turn. She placed her bucket in the direction of the tap.

"Expecting the water to rush well, but then it's just a dream because the water keeps dropping a little" fantastic it actually got to her turn and she ran out of luck but no problem she is going to wait until the three buckets are full.

She squatted and stared at her wristwatch, "I am going to wait for you to be filled up you know? Slow and steady wins the race be and a little drop of water makes a mighty ocean."she recites this slowly.

Finally! Her bucket of water was filled up, that makes her squeak and whistle.

She lifted the biggest bucket of water and went up, she opened her door and kept it down then rushed down to take the last bucket she was climbing the stairs when suddenly she slipped and fell.

"Her bucket got broken, and then she thanked God that she didn't lose her front teeth." She fakes a smile at the thought of her losing her front teeth,

"she will just be a tool of mockery perhaps if that should happen."

She moves slowly to her room set out to open the door forcibly but the second thought that her last bucket is at the back of the door, she takes a paused and a deep breath then she opens the door so slowly and...

"Isn't that jerk ought to have woken up by now? Cos am scared, maybe I should call the police. It's been three days, and he is still sleeping like a log of Wood."

"I'm going to check on him if he doesn't wake up this instant. I will have to find something to do about that, but first, let me go to the kitchen."

Meyer open his eyes so slowly, aissh his eyes hurt, he couldn't remember anything that happen "where was he?"was the first question that popped into his head

He heard footsteps moving closer to the door, and he quickly faked sleep.

Irene entered and paused looking at him. What if this person is a zombie or something else, or a criminal cos there was blood all over him, and he is on the run, and he was caught wouldn't that make me an accomplice and I will be sentenced to jail for a crime I didn't commit?

"Hey! Drama up, I know you are awake. You don't want to go home, nor do you want to be of any assistance here. It is better you wake up before I count to ten, or else I break your head with this pestle."

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Six, seven, she moves closer to him eight, nine she raises her hands up and then Myer sprang up in fear "don't kill me"

"Why are you acting like a lady?" Irene says and smirks, she holds him down, okay just relax, I am not a killer. I should be the one to tell you not to kill me, you know you are a man and am a lady.

"And ladies are the weakest vessel"

Okay he nodded his head slowly and hit her hands off her "don't touch me, don't you have any shame, you want to seduce me!"

" What?" Irene scream so silently

"Now get out of my room, he says to her and get me some coffee."

"I want it mixed with creamy milk, no sugar, chocolate flavour."

"Ridiculous! A banter ordering me around in my house." Excuse me, young man" she endeavored to speak but was cut off.

"Don't talk while I'm talking, we are not in a banana republic. When I talk, you keep shut or else you are fired."

Irene just stood there agape looking like a moron

" And will you also close your mouth, your breath stench a lot, it makes me have a stomach disorder."?

"Get up!" Irene says, I said get up

"Don't touch me, don't you see that I am not feeling too strong?"

"You are not feeling too strong,, but your mouth is running a marathon race." Irene replied

"Where are you taking me to? Guards, guards."

"Not only guards you are still going to shout guys" she jerked him up and then dragged him to the living room, but then a knock came on the door.

" Yes, who is that?"

"It's the FBI"

FBI, she questioned herself and then gives him a deadly stare

She attempts to...

This scene happen at Switzerland.

"The CEO of Gucci and Fendi corporation will be introduced to us tomorrow. " A lady reported.

"I heard he is rude and unbearable to stay with." Another person speaks.

"He can be rude for all I care, I want him to be my future hubby, nothing more and about the rudeness; we will sort that out."

"I see you are having such a great and leisure time in gossiping. How about each of you makes about fifty review for an article that will be used to aid our company progress." Lalita, the daughter of the assistant principal manager uttered.

"We are sorry, madams." They chorus.

"And no one should speak or talk about him." Lita says with a dreadful voice.

"Pardon, about whom?"

"The person you were all talking about." She replied them and walks seductively to her seat and faces her PC. They all murmured and walks away, each to their respective seat and was pressing their system.

Lalita sensed their attitude and smiles while sipping her coffee.

She dialled Bryan number, but it wasn't connecting, she had missed him. He left for the state while they were in junior college. She heard he resided in Alabama.

MADAM TESSY

Madam Tessy presses her phone and was making video.

Madam Tessy is the grandmother of Bryan. She is one of the influential family in Switzerland. She is the originator and founder of Gucci and Fendi corporation.

Her father has passed down an inheritance from her grandfather and since he doesn't have a male child. He makes her the heir apparent to his wealth and since she loves Jewries, gold, and fashion she decides to bring out something best for the world to use.

Back at the office,

Lalita goes out of the office and walk down to the elevator. She dialled a number on her phone and a voice was heard on the other end." Guess what Becky?"

"What?"

"My crush will arrive today from the United States and ..."

"And what?"

"I can't wait to give him a hug. I mean a tight one."

"Wow, never know you are so mad over heels for him."

"But will your father permit you two to get along?" Becky questioned.

"It will be my father greatest joy if I could win his heart." Lalita expressed.

"But you are probably not talking about your cousin, right?"

"I'm talking about him, I do not care whether he is my cousin or not. I love him and cherish with all my heart."

"Good to hear that. I hope your journey have a happy ending."

"Aww, thank you. Why don't you come over to our house tomorrow for dinner."

" I wished I could, but my boyfriend will be coming over from the state tomorrow."

"I'm sorry." Becky apologize.

"No need to be, I understand." Lita mumbles within her breath.