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A new beginning
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~𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗~

Seven Years Later

It was a very hot and busy Tuesday afternoon. Almost all the workers of OPEL Abuja branch were preoccupied with whatever they were doing. The branch manager was around and they knew better than to slack in their various departments.

The branch manager's secretary, Aisha, went round ensuring all the departments submitted all their reports for the previous week via email. Her tight fitting red pencil skirt, paired with a white chiffon top and velvet coloured lips only added to her authoritative aura.

When she was done cross-checking all the departments, she walked to the branch manager's office comfortably with a flash drive and a fancy card in her hands.

"Ma, here are all the reports for last week." She said, handing over the flash to her. She waited for the manager to place the flash in her table drawer.

"And I got a call from the headquarters yesterday requesting your presence at the inauguration of the newly constructed branch in Dubai. I got your invite via the mail today." She explained, passing the fancy card over to her.

The branch manager opened it and scanned through it. She kissed her teeth at the sight of the date, "This people have started again with this their unannounced, impromptu seminars." She looked up at Aisha. "Just book a flight ASAP for me. I'll be leaving this evening."

"Yes ma." Aisha courtly nodded and was about taking her leave when a knock came in.

"Come in." The branch manager answered and a tall, well-built handsome man walked into her office. His full eyebrows, pouty lips and well-trimmed beards did a lot to outline how good-looking he was. He was dressed in a blue and white checkered shirt with a navy blue tie and a navy blue well-tailored trouser.

A genuine smile graced his lips. "Jess, what's up." He greeted and the branch manager cringed. She gave Aisha a signal to leave before going ahead to gather her stuff.

"Mr. Victor Omolade, I thought I told you not to shorten my name like that. It's cheesy." Victor groaned and she smiled.

"Well played." He laughed, "But just think about it now, Ajay sounds like you're from one uncivilized village in Enugu. Jess is, you know, foreign and nice on the tongue." He said in attempt to convince her but she only looked at him like he was speaking nonsense.

When she didn't reply, he tasted the newly found nickname he had been using to torment her for a week now, on his lips, wriggling his eyebrows at her, "Jess, Jess, Jesssss."

She picked up her bag which she just finished arranging, her car keys and her phone and stood up, "When you're ready ehhh, I'm in my house." She said taking her leave. Victor laughed loudly at his successful attempt to tease her. He quickly followed behind her when he remembered his real mission behind coming to see her. She walked quickly into the elevator and tapped on the button to the ground floor. The elevator was almost closing when Victor hurried inside, breathing a little faster.

"Damn those legs, Jess. I was practically running to meet up with you."

She face palmed, obviously frustrated, "It's Ajay, you freaking moron, Ajay! Oya say it."

"Okay, fine. Ajay," Victor surrendered, "Are u satisfied now?"

"Well, no." Ajay rolled her eyes. He looked at her with bulging eyes waiting for her explanation, "My village is much more of a town. It's infact the city of Enugu State. I just thought you should know."

"Forgive me your majesty, may I know where you're from?" He asked, mocking a bow.

"Ogbete in Enugu South Local government area," She shrugged and paused for a brief moment. "It's not like you'll even know it." She snapped, walking out of the elevator as the door opened and walking straight to her car. Victor hurried after her and fortunately got hold of her.

"Jess...." She glared at him "Sorry Ajay. Ajay you walk too fast."

"Well, I have a flight to catch." She shrugged, turning to open the door to her car.

His eyes sparkled almost immediately, "Are you also attending the Dubai branch's inauguration?"

"Yeah..."

Victor did a victory dance in his head, "We could go together.... I'll pick you up."

"But my secretary....."

"I'll handle it." He shrugged excitedly. "So I would be seeing you this evening, then."

"I think so...." She shrugged again.

He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked at her for sometime, admiring her beauty. He smiled lightly and hugged her tightly, crouching a little because of their height difference. He released her from his embrace and slowly brought his face close to hers, moving his lips inch by inch towards her lips. When their lips were almost touching, she tilted her head slightly and it ended up being a peck on her cheek.

She moved back a little, smiling awkwardly, "See you later," She said and quickly entered her car and left.

Victor groaned in frustration almost flinging his phone in the process, "This just has to be the last time!"
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🎶 I'm So Pretty And He Like That!
When he beat it up, he deep inside that kitty cat......🎶 Ajay lazily got up and picked up her phone which was on the vanity table. She smiled. It was her best friend.

"Iya Ibeji!" Ajay teased, almost dancing as she hailed her friend.

Zara chuckled, "This nun, you have started again," both of them laughed at this. "What's up now? You just forgot about me, enjoying alone in Abuja."

Ajay sighed, "Babes, I swear, there's nothing to enjoy here. This OPEL people are after my life."

"Ah ahnnn.... Why will you say that naw?"

"My dear, as it is now, I'm leaving for Dubai in the next two hours or so."

"Kpele my dear. Just do your best as usual. Hope Victor is going with you?" Zara's voice was a little louder as she asked the question.

Ajay rolled her eyes, "You and this your Victor sef. Anyways, he'll be here to pick me up soon."

"But Ajay, you need to move on. You're not getting any younger o. Since the last incident seven years ago, you've refused to get into another relationship. Give Victor a chance na. Hasn't he tried enough?"

Ajay remained silent for some time. Zara was really speaking the truth. Since her break up with Fejiro, she only focused on completing her Masters and getting a high ranked position in OPEL. From the marketing department, she was able to climb her way through to the branch manager, although it was way easier than she expected. She only had her regular one night stands once in a while and kept off all forms of commitment.

Victor was also one of her numerous one night stands. She had just been transferred to OPEL Abuja branch from the Lagos branch, and she headed to a club that night to ease off the journey's stress. They clicked and ended up in a hotel room. The next morning Ajay left even before he could wake up. Unfortunately for her, she bumped into him at the office and that was when his interest in her started.

"Ajay, kilode? Do you want to be 40 before you consider marriage?" Zara's voice brought Ajay out of her thoughts.

"I've heard you ma. I'll do as you have said ma." Ajay replied with a smile. "How is....."

"Nonso, what have you done to your sister again?!" Zara yelled at her eldest son when she suddenly heard her daughter, Derinsola scream.

"Jesus Christ! This children will never be the death of me!" Zara exclaimed and ran over to the room. Ajay smiled at herself thinking about how Zara became a mother overnight. She got married to Ken a year after their engagement and it was one of the biggest in time courtesy of Ajay's social media influence. Many influencers graced the occasion with their presence especially Zara's favourite couple, Ayoola Ayoola and Abimbola Craig. Ajay also returned a month before the wedding to assist Zara the much she could.

Eleven months after, Zara gave birth to their first son, Chinonso Ayomide Damian Arinze. Two years after, just a month after Ajay's return to Nigeria, Zara gave birth to their first daughter, Derinsola Adaeze Favour Arinze and currently she was twelve weeks pregnant with twins.

"Iya Ibeji, calm down o. You're pregnant." Ajay laughed. They spoke a little more before the door bell rang. Ajay could immediately tell who it was.

"Babes, I think Victor is here." She informed Zara, hurrying to the door.

"Ohh... Oya na. Call me when you get there.... And don't forget to enjoy yourself o."

"Trust me....." Ajay started but Zara interrupted

"Mhmm mhmm.... Aunty, I mean you should enjoy yourself with Victor." Ajay rolled her eyes at Zara's comment while signaling Victor to come into her apartment.

"And better bring something for me o if you don't want to be sent back to that Dubai." Zara added

"Yes ma." Ajay replied and both of them laughed. They said their good byes and ended the call. Ajay offered Victor a plate of peanuts and a pack of fruit juice to keep him entertained while she left to complete her packing.

"You ready?" Victor asked when he saw Ajay coming down the stairs with her traveling bag and hand bag.

Ajay nodded with a smile, "I think so."

"Okay then. Shall we?" He asked, taking the traveling bag from her and gesturing for her to go first. They stepped out of the house and headed straight to the airport. Their flight was a little delayed due to the weather so they had enough time to grab dinner and chat. Victor was very kind enough to upgrade their flight to a business class one and Ajay couldn't be happier. She always wondered why a very wealthy company like hers will always book economy flight tickets for their top staff.

After nine and half hours, they arrived at their destination and headed to OPEL Hotel and Resorts where all the invitees were accommodated. It was already evening there in Dubai and the sky was becoming dark. Ajay marvelled at the beauty of the hotel. It was really large and more exclusive than those branches she had seen in Nigeria and some other countries she had visited.

"Wow!" Ajay drawled as she admired the environment through the window of the taxi they boarded.

"This OPEL people have money like this and they'll be booking economy class flight for us." Victor complained in reply. He had been grumbling about it through out the flight.

Ajay rolled her eyes, "Oga I thought we had gone past that. Please I want to make a live video for my Instagram. It's either you enter the video and smile or you sulk in your mind."

Victor smiled and moved closer to Ajay as she started the video, drawling and gushing to her viewers how beautiful the place was.

They got to the reception and we're given the keys to their hotel rooms. Ajay didn't fail to give her viewers a tour of the very exclusive room. Victor's room was four floors above hers and she was so happy. At least, she would have a lot of time for herself.

Just then, a knock that interrupted her alone time was heard. It was as expected. Victor.

"Do you want to... Maybe, grab dinner?" He asked, almost stammering. One could easily tell he was very nervous with the way he scratched the back of his neck.

Ajay took her time to access him, "Is it just dinner that made you dress fine like this?" Ajay chuckled. Victor tried his best to hide it, but the smile came so naturally followed by a cheeky grin.

"Well......."

"Give me five minutes, I'll meet you downstairs." Ajay smiled back and he nodded and took his leave. Ajay giggled, shaking her head as she remembered how he almost lost his comportment because of her.

"He's not that bad...." She mumbled to herself smiling as she made to get ready.

After dinner, they decided to go on an evening walk, using the opportunity to take a tour around the resort. They took a lot of pictures and videos at the spots they loved and had fun chatting about random stuff. Ajay really enjoyed herself and made up her mind to give Victor a chance.

Zara was right, she was getting really old.

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