Two can play; love is just a game

CHAPTER 4 : LONDON

door is life has been a total mess; that she did test anytime she tries to think of it. her parents had left her in the hands of her aunt when they both died in a plane crash.

no they were'nt rich, don't think that Omar in fact there were poor comma but got lucky when her father 10 jackpot of 12 million naira bet. and a free ticket to the United States of America.

Doris had insisted her dad traveled with her mum since it was strictly one passenger to tag along.......

she first met Jonah in frustration her first love. her aunt had made life unbearable that sometimes she was locked out of the house, Jonah helped in screwing her.

“don't worry baby I'll be gentle".

he reassured when he took her virginity and don't her afterwards.

“I'm not feeling this s*** anymore ok?" that was his excuse.

Philip came in next, screwed and blew the same reason to her face...

Edward was the one she would never forget. he was the king of the streets, and even though it didn't work out when he lost his life to the streets, she never failed to thank him for teaching her on how to survive the streets.

“Hey" Nathan snapped and brought her back to the present.

“marriage?” she questioned hoarsely, the word just made meaning to her.

” fake marriage Doris, keep your voice down". it was a great relief, she sighed and crossed her legs.

“father has six months to live, has been diagnosed with an incurable cancer..." she made an attempt to show her sympathy, but he cut her short, just to show that he didn't need it.

“he has refused to share the inheritance among his three sons, until we all present our wives to him. we thought that it was all a joke at first, but later on we discovered that he was damn serious and he was ready to give out all his assets to the public if we didn't comply...

he gulped a glass of water down his throat and Doris seized the opportunity to ask;. “did he say why he wanted you all married?".

“he never got married , he had us from different women".

“oh”.

Doris nodded like she got his point.

“he must be some bad ass father", her words sounded funny to her, but Nathan didn't find it amusing at all.

“What?? it's funny"

she chipped in before asking another question how did you get me a visa in less than 12 hours?

“I had it prepared beforehand"

but you didn't know my name? ?

true, your new name is Tricia King"

she attempted to protest but got the few of the name the next minute. she chipped in with a smile and igniting her jaw.

“tricia king??? that's hot, I love it".

she was so stern and quiet he wouldn't oblige to her haunt and jokes.

didn't he ask for pictures, documents and all that? she pinched his arm when he wasn't responding, don't ever do that again, he warned, but she wasn't moved..

then he went ahead to answer her question; they have all been put to place all we need do is to take photos, we will do that once we get to London. ok, but for how long will this marriage thing keep up? she was pestering him with questions and he didn't like it.

“a week, you can go back to California afterwards if he request for you the excuse will be that you traveled to see your parents... and Doris can you do this job?"

she put the question to her with his coloured eyes is picking the arm she threw across his shoulder

“ yeah, of course".

he made a point to her hand which he had placed around his neck and ask the question again.

“oh don't mind me, it's not my fault though you are hot".

Doris eventually slipped off a lot of trials to make Nathan fun, all to no avail.

her head fell to his shoulder, he felt disgusted by it with that he gently pushed her head away from his shoulder with a tip of his finger.

“Doris, Doris, get up we are here".

The chilly, cozy breeze that cooled off her skin, the lights that brightened the environment, was something that ingnited splits of bubble in her system

“somebody pinch me" she Glimmered with joy.

“ I'm in London......”

Doris couldn't contend the joy she felt, she fathomed of her new life would be. she would want to scavenge the city, catch lots of fun and adventures, but Nathan was in Bulwrck and he slashed her dreams when he said; you would do none of that, you are here for business and that's it."

she felt like rending his skin from his muscles. she took a peep out of the car to view the lights and glory of the city, before she turned to him to let out thought.

“you are one cruel mister, ain't you??” As usual, her question was left unanswered.

“you'd be needing some good clothes"

she alighted from the car and stood in front of the biggest boutique she had never came across in her life....

And!?

she made him stop when she folded has to explain that she was cold.

“And some thick jackets, he added".

he spoke her mind, she chuckled out in enthusiasm and held his arm.

“Hey, hands off"

come on, for Christ sakes be a gentleman, how are we gonna act this marriage stuff, like how would we convince your father that we are actually married if you are like this? he had wanted to counter her words, but it appeared so reasonable...

“Fine, but don't take advantage of it, okay??

oh! of course not handsome. he shot her that can-i- trust -you look..,

“What? its an harmless compliment, you are handsome right?" they headed into the boutique straightaway Nathan dropped his creditcard at the reception

and walked her down to the ladies unit.

“go on, pick whatever you want"

for a normal girl, would surely want to be considerate. but, that's not for Doris, the sound of his words drove the last resort of tranquility she had, she dive into action and selected more than she could even carry.

“Good, change this rags into one of what you've bought".

he steered a feeting of spite in her, wait, excuse me, did you just call my clothes rags? she questioned him. but thanking God a tthe same time that their deal will be done in a week time....

“yeah, have you been thinking that you were putting on clothes? grow up girl".

he turned to the sales representative, totally ignoring Doris, when she shut her eyes, tightened her grip and sighed in exasperation.

“Get me a good wedding gown he instructed and after a few hours of painstakingly surveying through a good number, he finally settled for one and instructed Doris, who had been waiting patiently, to try it on. . .

she tied her hair together and pinned it neatly. there was no makeup to fit with the dress, but she was sure that her cute face would do the work for her.

she was out for observation,

when she walked out of the dressing cubicle ....

“wow.....”

was what came out of his subconscious mind.