Chapter 6

Henry feels guilty about what Martha told him about Kezia and wonder if he was too harsh on her. He smiled at his lady friend that he invited to dinner absently, as she continued telling him how excited she was, that he invites her to dinner. Half of what she was saying did not get to him; he contemplates on buying a takeaway for her, just in case she has not eaten, since she didn't have lunch.

He sighed in frustration, as he finds himself thinking about her, wondering what she is doing alone in her apartment. He found himself comparing her to his female friends. He seems to be losing interest in other women, despite his effort. The lunch date he had earlier was a disaster, his mind was not there, and his companion kept finding fault with everything. It was with a great effort that, he managed to finish with the lunch, before he gently discharged her.

It's apparent, this one will not be following him home neither, like he planned earlier, but thanks to Kezia's face taunting him and messing up with his mind. He signaled to one of the waitress for their bill, and gave them his card.

"Thanks darling" his lady friend said, as he helped her inside the car, before strolling to his side. Surprise was clearly written on her face when he drove her back to her apartment. She was clearly expecting him to take her to his home.

"Sorry Darling, but I remembered there is somewhere else I have to be, please let's do this some other time" he said, as he opened her door and helped her out of his car. He did not wait to hear her protests, as he entered his car and drove home in frustration.

Henry parked his car and went straight to her apartment, but he met her absence. "Where could she be?" He mutters to himself, as he walked back to the main house. He brought out his phone to call her, but sighed in irritation when he remembered that he did not have her phone number. Henry thought of calling Martha, but decided against it, he is sure, she decided to go for a stroll around the estate or something.

He checked the time for what seems like the umpteenth time to him , it was past 8pm, he had to admits that he is getting worried, he was about to swallow his pride and call Martha, to ask for her number, when he heard the sound of a car door opening and closing. He opened his door and steps out, as Kezia bid whoever was in the car good night.

Henry was seething in silence, waiting for her to turn around and acknowledge him, she was just about to sashay into her apartment when, she saw him standing, outside the door, she came into a halt, surprised to see him at home, that must have been a very quick dinner date, he had.

She toyed, with her bag straps as she walked up to him, the jeans she wore suddenly feels uncomfortable and tight.

"Good evening—"

"Where are you coming from?" He demanded.

"I went to my friend's place, I was invited for a hangout" she croaked.

"Have I not warned you, that I will not tolerate any form of philandering? So because you thought I will be out for long, you decided to go visiting some of your boyfriend's? You have not spent a week here, you have start fooling around—"

"But that's not true; I was with Naomi, my friend. The one I planned to stay with, before you insists on me staying here!"

"Don't interrupt me, I'm sure you would have loved to stay with her, so you can be doing whatever you like" he said indignantly.

"That's not true, what did I ever do to you, to make you hate me like this, you are practically calling me a slut! You behave as if you were my father, well you are not!" glaring at him with a quivering voice, tears brimmer's in her innocent eyes. Kezia, turned to leave, but he grabbed her before she does. She fought him, to break herself loose from his grip, but she was no match for him.

She did not see it coming, one minute she was struggling to get out of his grip, the next his lips were like fire on hers, his tongue an invading force as it ensnared hers in a dueling dance that sent her senses reeling. She has never been kissed like that before, this is not a kiss of a boy that did not know what he is doing, and this is a full grown older man of experience, and not just any man, but Prince Henry himself.

Kezia was lost, she can't stop herself even if she wants to, she moaned her surrender, as she gripped his neck tighter not wanting to let go any time, soon.

He was so hard for her it was painful. It had been awhile since a woman turned him on so quickly and effectively. He suspect she would taste good, but never know it will be that good. What he didn't count on was his body rapidly reacting to hers. His eyes went over her face while she was still feeling the effects of that kiss. She had perfect skin, beautifully shaped mouth. Henry could not believe what he just did, it’s like something just came over him, this rage of jealousy is not him at all, but her lips were so soft, and sweet like nectar to drown in, he knew he has to put a stop to it before he lose his head completely. Henry poured all his pent up frustration in the kiss before he released her.

He pushed her away from him, Kezia staggered back on her feet, still reeling from the effect of the kiss. She was not expecting the sudden withdrawal. Slowly her eyes fluttered open, she stared in daze at him, still trying to suck in breathe, but he does not seem to be affected one bit.

"You made me do that, next time you frustrate me and get me worked up, you will not like the result" he growled, before he turned on his heels, entering the house and closing the door after him.

She just stood there for two minutes like a deer caught in the headlight, she just had the best kiss of her life, but thanks to him, he just ruined the Moment for her, and all he could say, is "you made me, do it?". She trudge her way to her apartment still in daze, feeling mortified as she remembers how she was moaning and clinging to him , when will she learn that he hates her, and remove any attraction she is feeling for him out of the window.

A look at the mirror in her bathroom shows her how swollen and red her lip is.

*****

Kezia wished she did not have to follow him to work, she decides that it’s high time she download car hiring service app on her phone, that way, she will not have to depend on him, before going to work. She pulled her grey jacket tightly to her body and straightened her shoulder before walking to the main house.

She was surprise when the housekeeper tells her, he had left. Left? How can he do that to her, and how will she get to work, she mutters to herself. Apparently, she will need Uber service sooner than she thinks. Kezia called Naomi to help her out.

"Hey, you " Naomi answered gaily, enthusiastic to hear from her.

"Good morning Naomi, please I kind of need your help, can you help me to order for a cab on your app, to come and pick me up, to work? You know I don't know my way around Abuja yet" Kezia asked.

"Sure I can, but wait a minute. I thought the Prince is your boss and you guys stays together?"

"Yea, but he has already left"

"Well that's selfishness when he knows that you are yet to understand your way around. Since you are going to the sane place, what will it cost him to carry you!" Naomi said with indignation.

"Let's just say, he is angry with me right now, because I got home late, last night"

"What an arrogant ass, prince or no prince. I don't know why you are allowing him to walk all over you! Don't you have the right to go out?—"

"Babe let's not argue over him this morning, just order the cab, before I got to work late", she said.

“Fine, I will"

"Thank you".

IT was past eight when she got to work, looking elegant and smart in her grey knee length skirt suit, turning men heads as she stepped out of the elevator and walks to her office. Kezia wished she actually feels confident inside, but the truth is she is nervous wreck. It gets worse as she enters the office.

Martha was not on sit, when she enters, she was just about to sit when the boss himself opened his door and steps out.

“Good morning Sir " she croaks.

"What's good about the morning? Is this the time you are supposed to resume?" He fired at her.

Kezia wondered how he could be so callous when he was the one that left her behind on purpose in other to infuriate her and make her look incompetent. He left house earlier than he normally does.

"I'm so sorry Sir, it won't happen again" she mutters, seething inside.

"Damn right! It won't happen again, if not because Martha is indispose, I would have send you back to Ijomo, and that skirt is too short" he snapped.

"May be you should!" She really tried, God knows she did, but he won't just stop making her to feel like a mat he can walk all over.