Loving My Billionaire Brother

ill be back soon" my aunty said as she stepped

scream shivering. I walk slowly up the stairs to her roo

face," I thought I ask you t

t's why I couldn't clean your room on time" I knelt

mediately" I scramble to my feet as I

n later used the mop to clean. And I arr

person in the sitting room. I quickly fold her clothes neatly into her

tables when I heard her scream my name, I

m. She was talking to a man in his mid-twenties, with long brown h

get juice for Lorenzo here” S

kitchen wondering what I h

n years old. Since then, I've been living with my aunt Clara. When my parents were still alive aunt Clara

e in there” Tiana's loud voice broke me from me thought as I

in the process. I don't even know what Tiana sees in all the men that she broug

g the tray with the wine on the cent

reat an important guest in my mom's house” She

her confused. She wanted juice and tha

have to tell you that you are a slave in this h

t——

d give it to Lorenzo here like the perfect maid t

enzo was smiling and smirking like the idiot he is, than

aining him right?” I said as I folded my hands together glaring at her. If it was any other person I would hav

talk back at me right?” She sc

slapping me on my face. The slap was nothing compa

ed me to do while Lorenzo smirked triumphantly at me. I igno

our presence here disgusts me,” She said as I stood up and went

will be back. I quickly walk to the sitting room and

iling to myself happy that I won'

the laundry done before making dinner when

as she descended the stairs. Lorenzo has gone. I didn't

id to her immediately I saw her. She has changed her dress again, this is the third dress

using the washing machine to wash clothes, why don't you use you

turned to walk out of the room

and she treats me this way. I wish my parents were still alive then we w

ad of clothes that Tiana said I should wash with my hands. I quick

o sun dry them and went into the kitchen to get

car drove into the garage. I heave a sigh of reli

ouse as I rush to meet her “ this stupid girl ar

ng. I just hope I wouldn't be receiv

She hisses as she opens the car

he house,” She said

r?” She asked me wal

aunty ” I replied o

my mom so much. I can't remember the last time I was hugged, I

bag of groceries dragging it behind

igeria after my parents died in Atlanta. I'm just like a nobody amid people, nobody wants to relat

ice calls out to me as I quickly dish the food and set t

heart pounded in my chest cos I already know what she wants to say. I rush

ice laced with love for her daughter. The love th

he tears poured down her eyes. I mentally rolled

creams as she slaps me wi

ing to the kitchen to wash my eyes, she sl

you in and sent you to school and now you have the gut to talk back to my daughter. How dare

e probably have begged God to take me along with my parents. Some

na was busy pulling out her tongue at me, mocking me while I looked on ig

s my bag with clothes in it. What is she plannin

down with another of my bags. That is when it finally

o that again I promise you” I begged h

use today, I cannot train a child that wi

only one I know in Nigeria please” I pleaded with her as she put al

house, you were with nothing today you will be leaving with nothing too,” She sa

would get to this level “ Are you happy now?”

he has torn my visa some years back when I planned t

saw her descending the stairs “ Aunty please

house these minute you disgust me. You murderer ” She screams

gasping at the closed-door contemplating whether she should open it for m

you a house, it will be better if you go find somewhere to sleep for tonight

no destination in mind but the determina