MY FAIRYTALE Love Story

my meetings for today. Then, I drove to my family

sion, my mind raced with curiosity . What could ha

ood tall and majestic, its ornate architecture reflecting the history and legacy of my family. I pushed open

and poised to knock. I took a deep breath, gathering my composure, before f

tudy, my eyes immediately drawn to my grandfather sitting behind his antique mahogany desk. He ap

ir opposite him. I obliged, settling into the comfor

coming, my de

hs' time to the granddaughter of an old friend of

to settle down, let alone get m

t your own family, and produce

not ready to ge

en arranged since we were fourteen years old. I made a p

ed in my mind, replaying like a broken record. "You have to get married to Damilola, or you step down

lt painstakingly over years of hard work, was unbearable. But the alternative wasn't any more appealing. The

lways been ambitious, eager to prove himself within the family business. If I were to step down, he would undou

over me, urging me to make a decision. I knew I couldn't delay any longer. The

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I paced around my room, my mind consumed by the weight of the decision I had to make. The ultimatum given to me by m

girl was. The circumstances that led me to this point were fa

father and told hi

ve made up my mind t

on, that

r to announce your agreement to get married t

preparation for ou

married to is from Nigeria?" I asked, my

the line before my grandfather responded.

I will be at the

aled my best friend, Ryan, to

ths. That means you have to quit your playboy lifestyle an

e. I'm only getting married to her because grandf

e is also from Nigeria? That's crazy! Nigeria girls are indeed known fo

of Nigerian women, recognizing their unique features and confident presence. However,

I can't let you have all the fun with girl

on going to Nigeria

ied with a smile. "I'll c

cape from the weight of my decision. The pulsating music and vibrant atmosphere p

e club, laughter and con

usic thumped loudly, drowning out my racing thoughts, and the crowd's boisterous laughter filled the air. I had hoped th

ence radiating with every step she took. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes sparkled mischievously. Sh

her body with an effortless grace. Her movements were hypnotic, captivating everyone in the room. As I watched her