My Dear Lover

Chapter 2

Mike Tyson

"Hey dude, whatsup"?. I said as I hugged James. I sat over the couch in his office as I stumbled on the sofa. I started telling him about everything that happened today at home. He decided to support my parents, now talking like Kenneth

"Dude, to be honest, what your family said is true, they cannot lie to you. Please try to practice everything that is in business. People are using it as their daily bread. Either you go to the Management Department, Finance Department, Foreign Affairs department or any department. You can even be a security or the gate man if you want to".

He said the last part laughing, and I had a thought in mind by giving him a heavy blow, but I won't do that. He changed the topic and asked me

" So, which party are we going tonight?. Jude said let me inform you guys that we are meeting in front of their house to attend his mother's junior brother wedding anniversary. So please come there by eight.". He said as I smirked and finally said okay.

I went back home around few minutes past 3 to play video games. I have scheduled everything. I set an alarm to wake me up before 6:30pm, so I slept off. The alarm woke me up 6:20, I stood up, took another bath and went downstairs to have dinner with my family. We prayed and ate silently that even the sound of a cockroach can be heard. I finished eating and it was 7:30, I went back to my room waiting for James to come my house so that we can go to Jude's House together. He came with his Lamborghini, the latest in town, I wore a beach like shirt and a knicker. I entered the car and we zoomed off.

We reached James house, saw Mark and Jude already waiting for us. We shook hands and hugged each other as we saw James coming out with a beach like packet shirt just like me and knickers. We entered into his car and drove off to one of the biggest Beach in the city 'Lucas Bay'. We are going to James, his uncle is celebrating his 20th wedding anniversary. The last time we went to their house, his mom told us about the party and beseeched us to attend, that's why we made up our mind to go there.

We reached Lucas Bay and saw crowd of people both old and young, all dancing and bringing good vibes. I also felt like dancing, but decided to take something liquid, to cool me down. I told the bar man to mix for me Tamarind with lemon juice and a Roselle too. I tasted nice, my friends have gone to greet people and then have their own fun. We have a secret code in everything we do that is why we are called 'Responsible Partners in Crime'. As I was drinking this juice, a lady in her mid twenties sat close to me and ordered for a glass of wine. It will be fun if I do get her the way I get other girls. I'm a handsome man that no lady or feminine gender can neglect or reject my charm. It is a natural phenomenon. My smile and my body postures has made many girls to fall on my feet and follow me anytime I call them. Before I approach her, I finished what I was drinking and ordered for two glasses of wine and called her attention saying

"Hello beautiful, what brought such a pretty damsel to this party". She turned and faced me. I became speechless and didn't know the next word to say.

Fuck, this can't be happening to me now, I have gone halfway. She is way more beautiful than the other girls I've met. She is astonishingly pretty and is blessed with everything. She brought my thought back when she dropped her glass on the table. I stuttered but finally said something. I continued with my pride.

"Am Mike Tyson, the son of Mr Bernard Tyson. You are supposed to know him". I said giving her a cute smile and transferring my charm. But I seems like it is not working. She still kept her face with no emotion at all. I can't even read what is in her mind right now, and she said nonchalantly.

" I don't care neither did I give a damn". Those words shook me, it even entered my immune system. I don't get it, the most handsome guy in this party is talking to her and she did not even care. If it was other girls, they would love to take pictures with me, but this one is different. She is beautiful but have a bad character and is extremely rude. I continued

"Please what is your name, dear?". I said smiling, thinking that my charm would work, but no, it has become worse. She replied

" Hey, look, I did not come here for this s**t and not even in the mood to talk to you. You are like an ugly devil to me. You don't even know how sweet mouth a lady neither know how to talk to a lady. Because you are the son of Bernard Tyson doesn't mean you have to approach a lady like that and to tell you, your charm didn't work on me, so don't think that."

My heart came out through my mouth, I have made another horrible mistake in my life, meeting this lady. She have no emotions at all, she can't even consider me, if I'm a child, I would have burst into tears and run to my parents, but now I wish the ground should just open up and swallow me. Did she know who she is talking to, one of the billionaires in the world. She is way out of my league. I did not know what to say, but saw the wine I ordered and gave her

"Please, can you accept this gift of mine for my manner of approach". I was becoming glad that she would take it and have a change of heart. But to my utmost surprise, she carried it and poured the drink on me. Thank God there are few people here, I was embarrassed. She hissed and left. As she was going, I saw her smiling and meeting another handsome guy, holding him as if there are couples. I quickly rushed to the restroom and washed my face and some of the stains in my clothes. I will surely look for this girl and haunt her. She have become my enemy. I would be her worst nightmare. I went outside and saw my dad holding a glass of champagne and talking to some of his business partners. The stain on my cloth is not that visible, so it won't show much and it is in the night. So am safe. I went to meet my dad and he introduced me to some of his business partners. After that, I went to meet my friends who have played more than two different girls only today. I told them that am leaving, that when they are back, we would do a conference call. I left the place and went home.