LOVE IMPULSION

CHAPTER 1

ZHAVIER MOORE'S POV

The light that shone through the white blinds of my window was enough to make me awake. I rubbed my eyes severally to adjust to the light. Immediately I opened them again the grey and white colour of my room greeted my eyes. I love these colours and waking up to see my favourite colours made me smile.

It actually took me few minutes to be fully awake. Sometimes I wish I could just sleep and not bother about anything. Hmm. I started drifting back to sleep when I heard the weekend singing faintly. Who the hell could be calling me at this time of the day?? I grudgingly picked up without even checking the caller...

Me: Hello

Caller: Baby girl, how was your night??

That is definitely my mum.

Me: was fine mum. How was yours?

Mum: fine but the house is so quiet without you.

Me: I thought we discussed this before.

Mum: alright alright... How are you preparing for your interview?

Interview?? Shit.. I totally forgot...

Me: Uhm...I'll call you after my interview. I have to go get ready. Love you.

I quickly hanged up and checked the time. Immediately I saw the time I screamed...

Haah... It's 7:00am already....

Sometimes I wished I was a time freak or something so that I can slow down time to my favour if you know what I mean.

In attempt to hurry out of my bed, I got wrapped in my duvet and fell straight to the floor on my face. Clumsy me!

I stayed on the floor for a minute. I might have a concussion later but right now I don't care! I'm kinda running late for my interview. I got into my bathroom and did my normal woo hoo. #wink# you know what I mean..

20 minutes later I was standing in front of my vanity table. I examined my head and saw that it was turning into a rugged bruise so I decided to do a full makeover to cover it up. When I was done, I decided to suit up. I searched through my clothes for sometime without seeing the perfect office dress. I was slowly becoming irritated and just then I saw a grey suit. I instantly took it out and searched for a white shirt to match. Wow! perfect. I know you might think that this is a bit too much for an interview but I need this job. Not because of the money but so I could earn respect and be able to stop my mum from pumping money into my account every minute. And also AHVIER empire is not one to be taken likely. They have a standard and I intend to beat it. After double checking my bag to be sure that everything was complete, I slipped on a pair of black stiletto heels. I checked my self in the mirror one more time and I stepped out.

I stepped into my white baby and zoomed off. My white baby is a white Honda and I'm quite comfortable if you ask me; all thanks to my mum.

I was actually heading to AHVIER media house. Well, that's where I wanna work cos I did my major on broadcasting and I would really love to be an on air personal. Being a well known media house is not what exactly made the owners rich and popular. They also had several chains of businesses. They have AHVIER telecommunications, AHVIER bakery, AHVIER airways and so on. They were just so vast in business and that's why I am putting extra effort into this.

Soft music was playing from my radio and I couldn't help but tap the steering due to my nervousness.

I don't think I've introduced myself properly. I am Zhavier Moore, daughter of Layla Moore who owns her own dance studio. I'm an only child and I don't even know my dad. I've tried asking my mum about my dad but it always ended up with her usual..

" Why do you keep asking of him. I'm I not good enough for you? Are you lacking anything? "

And then a fit of tears follows suit. The thing is that she provides everything I need including her love but I can't help but wonder who my dad is? Where he was? And why he never bothered to see me? During high school my mates teased me and called me all sorts of names like being a bastard and each time I cry to my mum, she ends up crying her eyes out and assuring me that things would get better. Something about the issue of my dad kinda either made her pissed or unnecessarily emotional and I knew I had to find him myself but what can I do when I have no clue to who he could be. There's no single picture neither has there been a day that his name slipped from my mum's mouth. She is intentionally trying hard to bury everything about my dad and I can say it's working.

Other than my dad's drama she's been a pretty great single parent. Performing the duty of my dad and mum at the same time. She has pampered me right from day one and is still doing that. Even now that I have graduated, she still sends me money, goes behind my back to pay for my lease and other bills. That's why I need this job so she could get off my back. She's a little overbearing but I love her.

Getting there, I discovered that the front of the building was already occupied. Seems there are some rich people working here so I parked opposite the building, picked my bag and stepped out.

I crossed the road and came face to face with AHVIER. It was truly a sight to behold. As I walked to the entrance, I continued to stare at how magnificent the view was and also fantasized about working there. Wow...my mum would be so proud of her baby girl. My fantasy was soon cut short when I collided with a hard rock which after 10 seconds discovered that it was the chest of a very masculine and beautiful man if I may use that. His chest was very broad and he had a set of striking blue eyes that matched his glittering skin peeking under his folded long sleeve. His shirt was so tight that I could see his muscles bulging out of it. Hmm... I unintentionally licked my lips..

I looked at the floor and discovered that all the content of my bag were scattered all over the floor. I opened my mouth to apologize but was silenced by his deep voice....

"Have you gat no eyes woman??"

What?? Did my ears hear correctly? Or I'm just imagining things... All the fascinating thoughts I had of him flied out of the window...

"Oh really??? You think those sockets on your face are eyes??"

He was taken aback by my words but I wasn't done yet. I laughed darkly....

"If they were eyes why didn't you avert the blind lady here" I pointed to myself... His eyes twitched and a stupid smirk formed on his face. I wish I could slap it out of his silly face right now.

"I don't have time for nuisance" He replied and tried to walk pass me but I blocked him...

"Who the f**k do you think you are.. Hun? Now listen... You should be thankful I have something more important than you to handle right now. If not I would have shown you how much of a nuisance I can be... Scumbag" He looked at me for seconds before he passed me and went directly through the entrance of AHVIER. Great! So he works here. He's surely going to know what I'm made of once I get to work here.

I bent over and picked my stuff. I so hate men who think they can ride on us. It just turns me off. Some people think I'm a feminist but I'm not. I just hate oppression from the opposite s*x.

When I was done with my things, I straightened my suit and walked to the entrance of the building. I puffed air in and out of my nostrils for 2 minutes and at the end of it, I felt better. I walked in and darm everything I saw was a definition of class and sophistication. People dressed in various office attires where walking around; all of them seeming to be in a hurry to get something done. Looking at all of them, I felt thankful to have dressed this way. If not I would have been obviously out of place.

I saw a lady on the phone with whoever and approached her since she was the only one looking like a receptionist. As soon as she saw me she mouthed ? ?????? ???? ?? ? ??????. I took a seat and watched her do her job effectively well. After sometime, she was done and I approached her.

"Good day ma'am. You're welcome to AHVIER Broadcasting House. How may I be of help to you" Wow! What a beautiful accent.

"My name is Zhavier Moore and I'm here for the job interview"

"Right" She turned to her computer and typed something so fast and turned to me...

"Take the elevator by your right to the last floor. When you get there you'll see a lady. She'll tell you what to do" She said professionally with a reassuring smile but I wasn't satisfied.

"Erm.. I'm sorry to bother you but how do I know the particular lady to meet"

She smiled softly

"You don't need to panic. It's just her and the boss that works on that floor"

"Oh... Thanks" I shuddered and turned to leave...

"Good luck" I smiled in return and all the nervous feeling I had before that awful encounter returned in full.

I stepped out of the elevator and it felt like a whole new world. It was more beautiful than the decor of the first floor. Mehn.. These guys would have spent a fortune on the decor alone.

True to the receptionist words, I saw a lady there and approached her. She didn't even allow me introduce myself before she started talking.

"Hi. Please sit down. The boss will have you in 5 minutes" I muttered a thank you and sat down. Woa.. The seat was comfy. I could sleep here if care is not taken.

After what felt like a whole year, it was time to face my fears.

"Miss Moore, the boss will see you now"

As I stood up I suddenly discovered that I was shaking lightly. I braced myself for anything and stepped into the office. A young looking man was sitting on a chair but he faced the window. A young man?? I wasn't expecting to see a young man in here considering the stories of how wealthy and how prominent he was.

I used the opportunity to fill my eyes with the beauty of the office. It had several art works hanging on the wall. At another side of the room stood a cabinet filled with books. Hmm... He's quite a reader. Several awards lay in his table and as if he knew I was trying to bore a hole into the back of his head, he turned.

"Alright... Shall we begin?? " That voice... I immediately snapped out of my thoughts. My heart beat increased as I gasped at who I saw.... Holy Motherfucker!!

TBC....

© Winner Godwin

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Grace Aghedo

March 2020

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