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"Nic," Eno lazily laughed, "You're going to give me a bruise on my lips if you don't stop!"
"I don't want to stop," Nic admitted, as he pressed his lips against hers again and slid his tongue inside her warm, sweet mouth.
Eno soon quit resisting his kissing attack, as she quickly fell asleep. Once it looked as though she were out for the count, Nic stared at her. He lightly rubbed his index finger over her full, luscious lips. He smiled as he traced his name over them. That's right, those were his beautiful lips. At least for a few more days.
Nic leaned against the headboard and thought about his life. If...by chance Eno stayed in it, what kind of girlfriend would she be? How would she fit into his lifestyle? Would she accept the things he did? She was too good of a person to turn a blind eye forever. Bisi had loved it, but then again, she had a cruel streak in her. Eno didn't. He looked down at her. Eno had an innocence that Nic wanted to protect. He had done his best in the beginning to destroy that, but now, he wanted to protect it. There was no innocence left in him, and her being in his life, somewhat made up for that. She still believed there was good in all people, even someone like himself. She just didn't know all the people he had hurt. The lives he had ruined...or taken. No, she had no clue how ruthless he could be. And he hoped she would never have to know.
Another thought popped into his head. He wondered what kind of mother she would be. She would probably be—what the hell? What was he thinking? In the three years he'd been married to Bisi, never once did he ever think of kids with her. The idea never crossed his mind. That's why it was such a shock when Bisi had mentioned it during dinner on some random night. He had almost choked on his food. There was NO WAY in the world he would purposely ever impregnate her. If she wanted kids, who was he to deny her, but they wouldn't be from his sperm. Not a chance. But then why did that thought cross his mind with Eno?
Nic tried to quickly shake the idea from his head. Besides, in his line of work...the more loved ones you have around, the more heartache you might find. People who hate you don't strike at you, they strike at the ones you love. Luckily, Nic had only had that problem once—with his mother, and he solved it. Anyone that knew him figured it would have been a waste of time going after Bisi. He didn't want anything to happen to her, but he damn sure didn't love her. He didn't even like her. But Eno, he...cared, admired...those weren't strong enough, but he was nowhere near ready to admit the other word. That four letter word...no. That wasn't it. No matter how amazing the past few days had been, it would all end soon, and he would go back to his life. He thought of Eno going back to her life. Possibly finding a boyfriend. Nic's jaw tightened at the thought.
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The next morning, Eno woke up and found Nic asleep and leaning against the headboard like he had sat up all night. She had never woken up before him. Usually, he was either fiddling around in the living room or gone. But this morning...she had beaten him. She smiled as she stared at his face. His perfect nose and lips, and thick black eyelashes that somehow made his eyes stand out even more when they were open. She rose up and quickly pecked him on the lips. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled at her.
Eno was feeling rather...playful. She decided to do something she had never done before. Ever. She slid her hand down Nic's body until she found what she was looking for. She looked him in the face as she slowly lowered her face to his groin. She noticed his lips gradually part as she took him into her mouth. He immediately started growing to attention, and in no time was hard as a rock.
She began to lick his shaft, while moving further down to his balls. She gently sucked on them and then traveled back up to the tip of his cock before covering it with her mouth again.
"Holy shït," Nic whispered as he watched her move her sexy mouth up and down over his rod. It was a beautiful sight. She accidentally gagged herself and he felt heat rush through him. So she was new at this...which made him feel even better that she was inexperienced. Had she gone down on him like a pro, he would have questioned her only having that one boyfriend. But her warm mouth and doe eyes were causing his balls to tighten. He tried to pull her up, but she refused. Well...who was he to deny what she wanted. He gripped the sheets and lifted his hips off the bed pushing himself further into her mouth as he came. And she never backed away. She continued to suck on him until he had to gently push her away.
Eno swallowed the salty mixture and licked her lips as she stared him in the face. She never thought she would ever do something, so "slutty". But she liked it. No, she loved it, and judging by the look on his face, he did too. In a weird, twisted way...she would miss being with him. If anything, he taught her things about her body that she didn't know existed. But that's not all of why she would miss this. Actually, there was something she would miss more than the sex, but she refused to think of it.
"Good morning, Nic," she said as she straddled his lap.
"Good morning, Eno," he whispered back as he kissed her.
After they finally drug themselves from the bedroom, into the shower, and into clean clothes, it was already late in the afternoon.
Nic walked up to her and kissed her for the hundredth time since their shower the night before. "Mmm," he moaned as he pulled away from her. "I'm going to cook for you tonight."
Eno smiled. "You can cook?" she asked, surprised.
Nic arched an eyebrow. Eno laughed and locked her arms around his neck to deliver another kiss.
"So—mmm---be ready---by---eight, mmm...damn, Eno," Nic said, as she continued to kiss him through his words. "Okay, wear something sexy and I'll see you in a few hours, okay?"
Eno nodded and Nic gently gripped her hair and pulled her neck back and kissed her hard and deep, his tongue exploring her mouth. He almost had it memorized. He quickly pulled away from her and exited. He had to get out of there before he stripped her down and made love to her again. Make love? That word usually didn't come in his mind oft—ever.
In the lobby of his building, Nic smiled at Ola. "Good morning, Ola."
"Good morning, Mr. Ibe. Nice day, abi?"
"The best," Nic returned. In his car, Nic grabbed his cell phone to call his house, but the battery was dead. And he had no charger in this car, because he rarely used it. He would just have to wait until he got home. But for some reason, now that he was away from Eno and the powerful spell she cast on him, he felt as though he were forgetting something. Wallet? Check. Phone? Check. What was nagging at him? It was probably nothing, so Nic tried to ignore it.
When he arrived at his house, he walked inside and saw Jimmy sitting on the couch eating a sandwich. "Good morning, Jimmy." Jimmy was about to take a bite into his sandwich, when Nic greeted him. He held it there for a few seconds, before he lowered it. "Um, good morning to you too, Nic."
Before Jimmy could say anything further, Nic hopped up the stairs, entered his office and closed the door. He sighed as he thought of Eno. He wished she had come with him. He should have just kept her by his side today, since he'd be back over there in a few hours anyway. But they never could have any peace at his house. Too many people always around. He walked over to his desk to check his messages.
"Hello, Nic."
Nic swung around to find Eddie sitting casually on the couch. What the Bleep? Why the hell was he in his office?
"Eddie, what the Bleep are you—," then it hit him like a ton of bricks. Eddie's expression and reason for being in his office. The nagging feeling he had in the car. No, no, no. Now Nic remembered...the Russians.
"Bleep!!!!" he shouted. Goddamn it! How the hell could he forget the most important meeting? That wasn't him...he didn't make mistakes like that! Shït!!
Eddie sat calmly on the couch with his briefcase open. "Yes, the Russians. Want to know the update?"
Nic really didn't. He could only imagine. He had wanted that deal with Anzor and he had just blown it. Not Eddie, or Jimmy or anyone else that worked for him. Just him. It was his fault.
Nic sighed and leaned against his desk.
Eddie pushed his glasses further onto his face. "They waited for an hour, and when you looked to be a no-show, Anzor said they were meeting with Sunny instead."
"Shït," Nic mumbled to himself. How in the hell could he forget a meeting like that? THE most important one to date. They literally had flown all the way from Russia to meet with him. And in the underground crime world, first impressions are usually all you get. No second chances. It was one thing to be late...which he never was. But to not show up at all...out of the question. What was wrong with him?
Eddie cleared his throat. "Can I say something, Nic?" Nic nodded. "Look, we're friends, so I'm saying this with the utmost respect for you. I think you're an incredible businessman and that's one of the reasons I left my legit bank job to come work for you. You always have your shit together...and I've admired that over the past couple of years. But, for the past few weeks, you haven't really been paying close attention to the business. I mean, I have documents that you haven't sat down to read because you've been spending most of your time with En—at your loft. Things are slipping, and they have been for a while now. I tried calling you several times last night, practically begging Anzor to stay, but he was pretty pissed that he wasted his time. He's like you...only Russian."
Nic sat there thinking about what Eddie had just said. Nic also had a lot of respect for him. Unlike Jimmy, Eddie kept in business mode all the time. No family, no friends...just numbers and business. Most people never sacrificed relationships to excel and become the best at something, at any cost. But Eddie had...and for most of his life, so had Nic. Until Eno. Nic felt like a fool.
"I mean, please correct me if I'm wrong Nic," Eddie continued, "but I thought this deal with her was strictly sex. Nothing more. I mean, is she your girlfriend now?"
Nic cut his eyes toward Eddie and narrowed them. "No, she's not." Nic knew right then what he had to do. He needed to cut this bullshit and get his business back on track. He had worked ten damn years getting what his father had left off the ground and really making something of it, and he almost destroyed part of that in a few days all because of Eno. She wasn't his girlfriend...she was...just a girl. She didn't matter. What was important was that he didn't let down the people who had worked for him and been loyal to him over the years. They depended on him to keep it together and make the right decisions. Not some girl who was only supposed to have been in his life for seven days.
Yeah, it was time for the old Nicolas Ibe to step up.
"Get me Anzor's contact information," Nic commanded as he went to sit behind his desk.
"Nic, they said that was it. They're going with Sunny now," Eddie said.
"That's not what I asked you," Nic stated cooly. "Do your job."
Eddie sighed and handed him Anzor's number.
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Eno was so excited about her date tonight with Nic. She was beaming from ear to ear. Mr. Big Bad Boss was going to cook her an authentic meal. Just the thought of him maneuvering around the kitchen made her laugh. Nic didn't seem like the domestic kind. But she believed it was the thought that counted so when he got there, she would let him off the hook, and cook something for him instead. Her little surprise. Her mother was an amazing cook, and had taught her some tricks of the trade. She couldn't wait to show them off.
Eno browsed through her now full closet, and slipped into a cute, short dark pink dress with loose straps and sexy heels. She figured Nic would like what she was wearing.
Around seven forty-five, she grabbed a bottle of champagne, opened it and started celebrating their mini break-through from the night before. She sipped the glass and sat down on the couch.
Around eight fifteen, Eno had still not heard from Nic. He was usually very punctual...so being even fifteen minutes late wasn't like him. She grabbed the phone and dialed his cell. It rang a few times and then went to voicemail. She left him a quick message and then poured herself another glass of champagne.
Around nine and still no Nic, Eno called his cell again. No answer. She then looked in her purse and found his house number that he had written down for her. She dialed it.

Nic is falling in love....

With the Russian's in the picture, I guess Nic will go back to his cold self towards Eno again

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"Hello?"
Eno didn't recognize the man's voice. "Um, hello. Is Nic there?"
"May I ask who's calling?"
"Eno."
There was a brief pause and then the person on the other line said, "Sorry, he's not here. I can take a message." "Um, okay. Can you just tell him Eno called and for him to call me as soon as he can? That I'm worried about him."
"Sure," the voice said, and then hung up.
Eno just stared at the phone. He's not at his house, and he hadn't called her. What was going on? She was really starting to worry. She knew that Nic wasn't in the friendliest of businesses, so she hoped nothing bad had happened.
After her third glass, Eno kept switching back and forth from worry to anger. Surely he could have reached a phone to let her know he wasn't coming? Or that something had happened? God, she wished she knew Jimmy's phone number. After pacing back and forth for a few hours, off and on, Eno laid down on the couch. She thought of last night and this morning with Nic. He was such a different person than when she had met him several weeks ago. Then, he had been cold and distant. But now, he was so different, and she knew...even though she was scared to admit it, she was falling in love with him. Maybe it was Stockholm syndrome or something like that, Eno thought. She laughed at the idea and then quickly fell asleep.
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When Eno woke the next morning, for a brief moment she didn't know where she was. Damn those sneaky three glasses of champagne. She rubbed her face, smearing last night's eyeliner into her eyes. She yawned and then sprinted over to the phone to see if there were any messages. Zero. She dialed Nic's phone again. No answer. Then she tried the house phone again, but this time it only rang and then went to voicemail.
Eno paced back and forth again, trying to figure out what to do. She was tired of being stuck in this loft with no explanations, and she was scared that something had happened to Nic. Was he okay? She tried not to be irrational, so she took a shower and changed into a cute outfit with a skirt and low cut top. She tried to sit down and think about this reasonably, but she couldn't come up with any answers. Nic hadn't been apart from her for more than a few hours since the first night she came to his loft.
She tried to keep her mind off of Nic. She tried to watch some movies, but that didn't work. She tried to play Scrabble, but her mind kept drifting to him. It was now late in the afternoon, going on almost a day and a half that she hadn't seen Nic. Something was definitely wrong.
That's it, she thought. She grabbed her purse, his keys and went downstairs. Ola helped her find his parking space and she pulled the Large Silver SUV out onto the street. She wasn't familiar with driving to his place, so she missed a turn and got confused, but she eventually found the road she needed. For some reason she had butterflies in her stomach. Would he be mad at her for taking his car? What reason would he give her for his absence?
It was already dark by the time Eno reached the iron gates leading up to house. She pressed the intercom button.
"Yes?" a voice said.
"Hi, I'm Enobong I'm here to see Nic," she said, looking up at the several security cameras that were turning in her direction.
The voice paused and then she heard some muffled sounds, and then a voice she did recognize finally answered.
"Hey Eno, it's Jimmy," he said in his usual warm manner.
She smiled. "Hey Jimmy, can I come in?"
She could have sworn he hesitated for a moment, but then the gate opened. Eno drove up to the house as she saw Jimmy coming out to greet her. She noticed that he had quickly shut the door behind him. She got out and walked up to him.
"Hey!" Jimmy said, while wrapping her in a bear hug. She laughed and hugged him back.
"Hey Jimmy, how are you?"
"I'm alright. Can't complain. So, what brings you here?" he asked, but Eno could tell he looked uncomfortable. And what an odd question. What was going on?
"Well, I'm just worried about Nic. He hasn't contacted me since yesterday afternoon. Is he okay? Is he here?"
Eno watched Jimmy's face closely. "He's, um...well, he was bombarded with so many meetings. I mean, they've been back to back to back, you know."
Eno wasn't buying it. Something was definitely wrong. Even if Nic were in back to back meetings he would have called her. Or stopped by after they were done. But she hadn't received anything from him.
"Is he here?" she asked again, walking towards the door.
"Uh, no. He's gone," Jimmy said, a little too quickly for her liking.
Eno walked around him and up to the door, before Jimmy could grab her. She was about to enter when she heard Jimmy's plea. "Eno, please don't go in there," he said softly. Immediately she felt her stomach twist into knots and her breath quicken. Her head was hurting and she was getting nervous for some reason. But she ignored her feelings and his warning, and pushed the front door open.
Inside, everything looked normal. Nothing was out of place, no blood splattered on the wall, no wild stripper party. Why was Jimmy worried?
She glanced to the side and noticed a small guy with glasses walking towards her. She hadn't seen him before. He walked up to her and extended his hand.
"Hi, Enobong, right? I'm Eddie," he said.
Eno shook his hand, but his eyes looked cold. Almost as cold as Nic's could look at times. And then she realized she recognized his voice. He was the one on the phone when she had called...and the first voice on the intercom. Eno immediately tensed. Something about the way he was looking at her put her off.
"Yes. Nice to meet you," she lied as Eddie tightly gripped her hand. Jimmy walked over to Eno.
I think it's best if you go back to the loft. I'm sure Nic will come see you when he gets a chance," Jimmy said.
"Yeah, that probably is the best thing," Eddie chimed in.
"Jimmy, what the hell is going on? Just be honest with me!" Eno said, ignoring Eddie's comment. She then looked back and forth between both men, waiting on someone to clarify where Nic was.
Before either could answer, Eno noticed Jimmy's eyes dart behind her. She turned to see what he had glanced at, when she saw her.
A thin, brunette woman in a skimpy black dress came walking toward them while texting something on her phone. The girl looked up at Jimmy.
"What the hell is taking him so long?" she asked in a lazy, high pitched voice. She placed her skinny elbow into her side and stared at Eno before turning to Jimmy. "Is she coming with us?"
"Kim, why don't you go wait back over there, okay?" Jimmy said, irritated.
Who was Kim? And why was she here?! Eno prayed to God that this girl was here for Eddie. She couldn't even speak. She just stared at the girl, who was completely ignoring her. As Eno's mind was busy twirling, she heard a door shut upstairs and she glanced toward the sound. She saw Nic coming around the corner dressed in a nice suit. He stopped at the top of the stairs when their eyes connected. For a second, she could have sworn he looked surprised, but that was quickly replaced with his nonchalant mask. He quickly descended the steps and walked up to the small group.
"They're meeting us in fifteen minutes, right?" Nic asked, not bothering to turn to Eno.
"Correct," Eddie said.
Nic then settled his cold glare on Eno. "Enobong," was all he said with a nod, before he grabbed Kim around the waist and escorted her out the front door.
Eno just stood there, still trying to make sure what she was seeing...she was REALLY seeing. "How...what...why?" she mindlessly muttered to herself as she followed the couple out. Jimmy tried to grab her, but she jerked her arm away from him.
"Nic, what the hell...?!" Eno shouted, walking up behind him. She tried to grab his arm and swing him around to face her, but he caught her arm instead.
"Get in the car," he barked at Kim, and she quickly obeyed. Nic turned around and stared down at Eno.
"I'll talk to you later at the loft," he said, as he released her arm and walked over to the driver's side of his Aston Martin.
Eno glanced through the windshield at the other woman, who was trying her best to stare her down. Eno looked back at Nic shaking her head. This wasn't right. Something had happened. She grabbed the back of his jacket as he was opening his car door.
"No! I want to know what is going on. Who is she?!" Eno said, pointing at the skinny brunette.
"Eno, let go," Nic growled out, while turning to face her.
Eno pulled on his jacket even harder. "Why are you ignoring me?! What happened?! I just—I just don't understand!" By this point, Eno was becoming hysterical and she hated herself for it. To let this asshole know how much he was hurting her. She couldn't understand what had happened in such a short period of time. Why was he with another woman? Why had she not received a phone call?
Nic tried to push her hands away, but Eno held on tighter. Jimmy started walking towards them, while Eddie ignored the scene unfolding and got into his car.
"What the hell?" Kim said, as she got out of the car. She rushed over to Nic and tried to pull him from Eno's grasp. "Let go of him!" she shouted in her nasally voice.
That was it, the last straw. Raw emotion came over Eno and she snapped. She launched at the girl, just barely missing her face before Nic grabbed her and swung her around to the opposite side, placing his body between the two of them. Eno was crying so hard at this point, she couldn't even really see through her blurry swollen eyes. She was completely embarrassed and humiliated...again.
"You almost hit me, you stupid bitch!" Kim screamed. Eno tried to wiggle out of Nic's hold to get to that annoying twit again, but he gripped her tighter.
"Shut the Bleep up and get in the car," Nic snarled over his shoulder at Kim. Kim hesitated for a second, but then hopped back into the car. He was still struggling to keep Eno from breaking free as he spoke calmly to Jimmy. "Take her back to the loft in my car so I can have it there, have Raymond follow behind you so he can then drop you off at dinner."
Jimmy stared a Nic for a few seconds, then sighed, "Alright."
Eno went limp against his body. She felt completely drained. And confused. "Why did you not call me or come to see me? What happened?" Eno whispered in a soft sob, completely horrified that she had broken down this bad in front of everyone.
"Go back to the loft" Nic ordered again, staring at her with cold eyes. "I will come by later."
Nic released her as Jimmy grabbed her shoulders and gently guided her back to Nic's SUV. He felt her shaking and she kept looking over her shoulder at Nic. Jimmy turned to see Nic getting into his car with his date. He pulled away without another glance at Eno, while Eddie followed behind.
Jimmy walked over to the passenger side door and opened it. Eno stood there a moment watching as the car disappeared down the driveway. She just didn't understand.
In the car ride on the way back to the loft, Jimmy tried to talk to her.
"Eno, he's under a lot of stress, you know. He's just—"
"Don't try to defend him, Jimmy!" Eno said, quickly cutting him off. "You're twice the man he is." She was still trying to quiet her sobs, which had turned into dry heaves. She hated she appeared this weak in front of all of them, but it had caught her off guard. She wasn't prepared. His attitude and lack of...caring had completely blindsided her. That wasn't the Nic who had just left her a day ago. What had happened in such a short break to make him treat her this way?
When they reached Nic's loft, Jimmy parked the car into the parking space and turned off the engine. Raymond was waiting for him out on the street. He turned to Eno and felt ashamed. How could Nic leave her like this and walk away? Her face was tear-streaked and she was still shaking. He shouldn't have let her in the gate. He just didn't know what else to do. Eddie had planned on letting her stay out there, but Jimmy couldn't treat her that way. She was such a sweet person, and he was sick of these games that Nic was playing with her. He knew it was coming. He was going to have his own argument with Nic about all of this before too long.
Eno finally unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed out. She didn't even look back at Jimmy, as she made her way into the building. She got on the elevator, pressed in the code and rode up to the top floor still in shock.
Once inside his loft, she removed her shoes and placed herself into a ball on the couch. Her body felt as though she had run ten miles. Her eyes hurt, her throat was sore. She was actually still a little in shock. The only person she had ever attempted to hit in her life had been Nic. And both times he had deserved it. But tonight she had lowered herself another notch to something she never thought she would do. She had actually tried to fight another woman. And over a man at that! Something she used to laugh about when she saw women do it on shows like Maury Povich and Jerry Springer that her mom still watched. Stupid women, she would call them, while shaking her head. And now in her mind, she was no better. A part of her wanted to walk out of the door right then. She was sick of letting herself get humiliated over and over again. She had thought they were past all of that, but apparently not. But part of her wanted to hear his excuse. She wanted to know what had caused this. So she fought against her need to leave, and stayed to give Nic a chance to explain. Her eyes began to feel so heavy, until she finally closed them and fell into a deep sleep.
TBC

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Nic pulled into his parking space at his place around one fifteen in the morning. He did the impossible...by pulling Anzor away from Sunny and back to his business. He met them for dinner, but he could tell that Anzor had wanted an apology from him for missing their meeting. He definitely didn't know Nic if he thought that might happen. Nic wasn't the apologizing type. He stepped around it and made them feel silly for coming all the way to Nigeria to work with a two-bit hustler like Sunny, instead of a proven, hardcore businessman like himself. Eddie launched a bunch of figures and deals at Anzor, proving that Nic had an impeccable track record. Anzor seemed impressed. Plus, Anzor kept checking out Kim. Nic silently prayed that Anzor would take her off his hands. She was probably more annoying than his wife.
After dinner, Anzor had shaken his hand and the deal was set in motion. Nic had gotten back into his car with Kim. She had tried to run her fingers through his hair, to get a little action going...but she was completely surprised and pissed when Nic dropped her back off at her place and said goodnight. She just stared at him incredulously with her hands folded across her chest. He hadn't spared another glance at her as she got out and slammed the door.
Nic had raced all the way back to his loft, where he was now sitting in his car. He knew she was up there with a million questions, but he wasn't ready to answer them. Truth was, she made him crazy and he couldn't think half of the time when he was around her. He didn't want this 'thing' that they had to end, but he wasn't sure what to do with her. He agreed with Eddie, in the sense that she was definitely bad for business. He had never had to balance his personal life with his business life before. They were always intertwined. Bisi was more a second thought, on most occasions. For that, he had to blame himself. He never gave their marriage a shot. Because he hadn't wanted to marry her. But she seemed to fit with his lifestyle, and most nights she didn't care if he didn't pay her attention.
But with Eno in his life this way...he was slipping. When dealing with a situation like Mark Hinson...that needed to have been done quickly and efficiently, but his men were stuck waiting on him because he was sitting in a movie theater with his phone. He knew it wasn't Eno's fault, but he still wanted to blame her. Her words at Jimmy's house had done something to him. They had changed him. And he didn't know if he liked this new change. He prided himself on being the guy you didn't want to mess with, and now...he felt he was becoming, well...a pussy. And THAT was unacceptable. He exhaled and exited the car.
Eno opened her eyes when she heard the front door close. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was one thirty-six in the morning. She immediately sat up on the couch and stared toward the door, watching his tall frame lurk there before turning on the light.
Nic found her staring at him as he set his car keys on the counter. "I need you to get dressed. There's an afterparty down the street and I need to make an appearance for a friend."
Eno just stared at him like he was crazy. "That's it? You're not going to explain why you never called and who that girl was?"
"Eno, I don't have to explain my actions to you. And I'm not going to discuss it further. Now get dressed. You have fifteen minutes," Nic said, glancing down at his watch.
She just continued to stare at him, her eyes wide and mouth open. Nic sighed and walked to his bedroom. He removed his shirt and searched for something a little more casual. When he turned around, Eno was waiting by the closet door. She looked so hurt. He glanced back over his clothing and selected another shirt. Anything to avoid staring into her sad face. Damn, this was harder than he thought it would be.
"I don't understand, Nic. What did I do?" she softly asked, while gripping the door frame.
"You didn't do anything. Just leave it alone, and get dressed."
"But..."
"End of discussion, Eno," he snapped. He was not going to lose control of this situation. Hell, there shouldn't even BE a situation. She was an arrangement, and that was that. No questions asked, no complications.
"No, it's not the end of the discussion. I thought..."
Nic turned around angrily. He had to get this through her head. "You thought what? That I would want you as my girlfriend? Some slut who bleeps me in every way just for money?" he barked out at her, his eyes as cold as a winter's day.
All of the air in Eno's lungs vanished. She couldn't speak for a few seconds. His words caused her to wince. Smacking her would have probably caused less pain than those nasty words piercing her heart. How could he...? How could he say something so hateful to her?! This wasn't Nic talking. He was different with her. He wasn't as callous about her feelings as he once was. He had changed. No, this wasn't him talking. He would apologize in a minute. In just a few minutes, he would take back those malicious words. She hoped...
Nic stood there staring down at her. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he refused to acknowledge it. He knew his words...had hit the mark. Oh, Bleep...
"Take that back," Eno whispered when she could finally catch her breath. Tears were already glassing over her red puffy eyes. "Take that back right now, Nic," she whispered again.
"You know me, Eno. I always say what I mean."
"You're just saying that because you're hurt or upset for some reason. You don't mean it. Just talk to me and tell me what happened!"
Nic brushed past her as he made his way back into the bedroom. Eno followed him. "Nic, I'm serious, take it back!"
Nic turned to look at her. "What, are we fucking four years old? Now get dressed, I have to be there in five minutes," he said.


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TBC.

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"Nic," she whispered, "please take that back. Please say you didn't mean it. Please," she begged.
Nic stared down at her. The look in her eyes was killing him. He really hurt her. There was no other emotion there. No anger, resentment, hatred...just pure sadness. Shït! Nic felt dizzy for a moment. He hesitated. 'I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry I hurt you and I lo—' were all on the tip of his tongue. He licked his lips in preparation for delivering that message to her. Here goes...
He opened his mouth..."Get dressed, Enobong," was all that came out.
Eno could feel the sadness in her body giving way to another feeling that was coursing through her body. A numbness fell over her. She looked up at him, staring into his stone cold, expressionless face. It was gone. Whatever tiny thread of a connection that they had the other night...had now disappeared. He was looking at her like he had that first night she met him. When he didn't give a ßhit about her. That's exactly the way he looked now. Eno continued to stare at his face until she could no longer see it. She looked through him while her mind was deep in thought. She was done crying. She was done with this rollercoaster. She was done with Nicholas Ibe. For good. Her heart, mind and body couldn't take it. He had called her a slut and pretty much confirmed that she would never be anything more to him. She wanted to punch him in the face and scream I hate you over and over to him. But that would show that she cared. She just couldn't anymore.
Nic left the bedroom and walked down the hall. His stomach hurt. He stood by the bar nervously, wondering what he should do. He was never this indecisive. He was never this nervous. Even at dinner tonight with the Russians, he knew exactly what to say to land the deal. He had them in the palm of his hand. Even afterwards, Eddie had congratulated him on being the best, but he couldn't even smile. What had he just sacrificed to be the best?
After a few minutes, he took a deep breath and walked back toward the bedroom. He saw her slipping into a short black dress he had bought for her. She looked so damn good, but she wouldn't look at him. She walked to the bathroom and he followed. He leaned against the door, watching her apply makeup in the reflection of the mirror. Her hands were shaky, and her eyes were swollen and red. 'I fücked up,' he said in his mind, but couldn't verbalize it. She was so beautiful. Inside and out. A combination he had yet to come across until he met her. Even after she applied her eyeliner, a small tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly blotted it, and pulled her hair into a messy updo. She picked up a necklace Yinka had chosen for her and tried clumsily to snap it behind her neck. She missed twice, before Nic gently took it from her hands and snapped it. He stood behind her, his chin to the top of her head, looking at her in the mirror. She glanced up at him, but she looked different. Withdrawn. He knew in that moment, he should have said something, but again...for the third time that night, he said nothing and walked away.
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When they returned from the afterparty, Nic removed his jacket and sat his keys on the counter. Eno quietly followed in after him and walked to the bedroom. She hadn't said a word to him all night. She shook the hands of different people she had been introduced to at the party, and talked to those people, but she refused to speak to him. Fine. Maybe it was for the best. She was supposed to be here for only one reason anyway.
Nic made his way to the bedroom, and found her pulling her dress down and stepping out of it. She removed her strapless bra and panties, but before she could put anything on to sleep in, Nic grabbed her and gently pushed her back on to the bed. She just stared up at him. Nothing really registering in her eyes. Nic removed his shirt and unbuckled his pants. He pulled them down and eased his way on top of her, resting in between her legs. He pulled the covers up over them and then braced himself with his arms as he began to stroke in and out of her.
As always, she felt so good, but he looked down at her face, and she hadn't changed her expression. She was literally just lying there while he had sex with her. But Nic knew how to make her come and forget their problems. He put on his wicked grin, picked up the pace and started licking and biting her neck. He raised up to glance at her face again, but still nothing. He stilled himself within her when he saw a single tear roll down the side of her face. Hell. It had never been like this between them. Even when she hated him, he was able to turn her on. Her body naturally responded to him. But now...nothing. He pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back. She still hadn't moved an inch. He would have felt better if she would have screamed at him or tried to smack him like she had done in the past. Nothing. He needed to clear his head. He needed to get away before he broke down his wall and messed everything back up again by telling her how he felt.
He got up from the bed and pulled his trousers back up. He placed his shirt back over his head, put his shoes on and walked out of the bedroom. He quickly grabbed his keys from the counter and left.
Eno rolled over onto her side when she heard the front door slam. She had never felt so empty and hurt in her life. She would never wish this kind of confusion and pain on anyone. Maybe Bisi. But not anyone else. He had kissed her. He had made her feel so special just two nights ago, and now...he pretty much equated her to a prostitute who he had no respect for. She could have been a blow up doll tonight, for all it mattered. She didn't understand what had happened and she figured she probably never would. Perhaps there was nothing really ever there to begin with. Maybe it was all in her head. She had never had much experience with men, and the few she did know, she could have done without. Nic had used her in every way, and just the thought of that was making her sick. She felt like such a fool.
But Eno knew what she had to do now. She had to take control of her life, and stop letting people run it for her. She had to be smarter and stronger and grow a thicker skin and stop being the victim. She knew of one option. One way to end this all now. It was definitely a long shot, but she had to try. She would wake up early in the morning and set her plan in motion...
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