Mummy, Daddy is on his knees

The door to a black Bentley rolled up in front of an old building, the door opened as a lady on dark shades stepped out of it..

She walked in graceful steps to the tall and rough looking men standing in front of the building, they gave a small bow acknowledging her presence..

One of the guards standing behind her held a briefcase on his left hand while he stood behind his young miss..

The shades came off her face revealing her deep set of brown orbs..

“Miss Brown.. we’ve been expecting you”

Rihanna made a hand gesture to the guard standing behind her, on getting what she meant by doing that, he walked over to the man handing the briefcase over to him..

“That’s the part payment, you know what to do, don’t you?” Rihanna inquired with a raised brow only for them to shake their heads foolishly..

She suddenly had a feeling that this men would eventually turn out useless just like long beard did..

“Are you that stupid or you’re doing this just to annoy me?! I explained the plan over the phone last two nights ago..”

She lashed out angrily at them, even a two year old could take comprehend and remember what she had instructed them..

The tallest among them pointed his pistol to her head breathing heavily..

“We are not kids who you yell at… miss”

Rihanna’s guard was quick to intervene equally by taking out his pistol too aiming it at the latter who was at the verge of loosing it..

Her mocking chuckle was the only sound that could be heard in the surroundings, she took a step closer to the man who still had his gun aimed at her head..

“You dare point a gun to my head?! do you know who I am? or do you know what my fiance is capable of doing to you?!” She barked.

“As much as I know you ma’am, you have no fiance, he chose a pretty blonde over you, so your threats won’t work here.. I’ll lower my pistol if he does the same too”

Rihanna’s eyes flashed with hate towards the bold henchman, if she hadn’t received positive feedbacks about them from an old college friend she wouldn’t have even considered them in the first place..

She hated disrespect and this man had disrespected her in the worst way possible by comparing Olivia to her..

But she had to let go, if she wanted the best service then she had no other choice than to ignore his taunts..

She looked briefly over her shoulder to her guard and gave him a nod, the latter lowered his gun and so did the other..

A sly eery grin crawled up his face as he stretched his hand forward to Rihanna who stared it in disgust..

“I have a feeling that we would be best of friends very soon Miss Brown”

Folding her arm beneath her bossom she sneered..

“I don’t take handshakes from low lives I hope you understand”

“I suggest you put your arrogance aside, it won’t help you much because I have a really bad temper.. so let’s start over again”

Having no other choice, she accepted his handshake and attempted to pull out only for his hand to hold against hers firmly..

“I’m Scott”

“And I don’t care!” She retorted pulling her hand out of his grip forcefully..

“One of my men took a picture of the lady you wanted us to get, I’d have shown you but I don’t want you crying your eyes out..”

Rihanna’s brows crashed against each other, she wondered what he meant by that and before she could ask, Scott gestured for a man in his mid forties who was standing aside..

He stepped forward to Scott and handed him a brown envelope which the latter accepted before passing it to Rihanna..

“Confirm if she’s really the one” he uttered meaningfully..

Rihanna tore the envelope open and took out the photo out, what came to her view made her grip the photo tightly..

It was a quick shot of Damien and Olivia embracing each other affectionately in front of Olivia’s cheap apartment, they really progressed much more faster than she had expected..

“I guess she’s the one telling from your expression.. leave it all to me and my men we’ll do everything you say”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“The last time I heard that, I ended up as a cleaner, you better not go back on your words”

***

Anita gasped softly as she entered her bedroom, she blinked her eyes multiple times to be sure she wasn’t seeing things..

She stared around the room decorated with red heart shaped balloons, the floor was littered with rose petals which scent filled the air..

A slow tune playing had her turning on her heels, there he was, sitting by the edge of the bed running his finger on the strings of the guitar..

“Awwnnn you recreated our first honeymoon” she sniffed back suddenly feeling nostalgic..

Aldrin stood up from the bed walking to her while still playing the guitar in a particular tune which he knew she loved..

“I’d have sang but you know how terrible I am at singing.. but anyway, you know how my true intentions are.. I went through a lot to get this done for you”

Anita faced the other side stroking her hair, as a lady, playing hard to get was the most important part of being a lady..

“Not bad for an apology.. but-

“A trip to Paris won’t do too?”

She turned swiftly to him with a wide gaze, he flashed two tickets before her face which she snatched examining it in glee..

“Paris! another honeymoon? thanks honey.. I can’t wait to flaunt this in front of Tracy.. she’d be so jelly of me”

Aldrin placed the guitar aside was suddenly engulfed into a tight embrace by his wife, she rained multiple kisses on his cheeks..

“I can’t wait to go… I love you so much honey”

A sigh of relief fell off his lips, at least that turned out well..

***

Olivia groaned out in displeasure holding out an apple on her palm while Damien, Kiara and Kelvin tried to take a sketch of her..

She had no idea of how long she had been standing still..

“How much longer? my arms are killing me”

Damien took a glance at her and continued his sketch on the white sheet..

“Just a minute mummy..”

Kelvin sneaked a peek at Kiara’s drawing and suddenly bursted out laughing..

“Aunt Kelvin is cheating, he’s not supposed to peek at my sketch until everyone is done”

Damien hummed in response and sighed staring back and forth between Olivia and his sketchbook..

“And I’m done!” he declared…

Olivia was quick to fall back on the white sofa behind her, she took a large bite out of the apple tiredly..

“Okay.. who’s going first?” She managed to ask..

Kelvin raised his hand a little above his head and turned his childish sketch towards her, she giggled and so did Damien..

She never knew her chin was deep red in color, and her hair surprisingly yellow..

“I’ll give you a four out of ten..”

“I got a four!” he jumped out in joy..

Kiara was next, she turned her sketchbook towards Olivia with a wide grin..

In as much as Olivia tried hard not to laugh, she failed, really hard..

“Okay Kiara.. you tried and wow I can’t believe I have a red hair.. it’s pretty so I’ll you a three out of ten”

“Yay I got a three..”

Damien cleared his throat to get noticed by Olivia, he also put in a lot of effort to be able to sketch with the kids..

“Daddy’s next.. I can’t wait to see your sketch”

A small blush crept up her chin, she couldn’t deny that she was so eager to know what he had drawn of her..

“I guess you’re next..”

He gave her a nod and turned his sketchbook to her, the smile originally on her lips slowly fell as her eyes fell on the sketch he had made..

Only this time, this sketch wasn’t about her, but the apple she had been holding for the last two hours..

“So what’s my score” He asked with a mocking grin on his lips..

Olivia’s jaw dropped in shock, she had been standing still for the last two hours only to see a sketch of a very pretty apple?!

“You drew an apple..”

Damien turned his sketchbook to himself with a nod..

“Yeah.. the rule was to draw what was in front of you” he pointed out in his defense..

She stood up to her feet with a look of disbelief..

“I was standing in front of you Damien!..”

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly while he admired his sketch..

“But I chose to draw this pretty apple.. are you giving me a score or not?”

“I’m gonna kill you” She declared approaching him in fast footsteps…