romance

My name is RASHID KATUC HCHARLES, and I’m the future CEO of RASHID Enterprises. At 31 years old, I’m living the American dream, or at least my version of it. I'm strong, fit, sexy, and no matter where I go, women are always throwing themselves at me. I love to party, and when I do, it can sometimes lead to trouble. Women. What can I say? One woman broke my heart which led me to close myself off so it could never happen again. I’ve become one of New York’s most eligible bachelors and bad boy. I leave a trail of broken hearts wherever I go. Until her. This is my journey of going through the ups and downs of life as I climb the corporate ladder, heal a broken heart, and discover that there’s more life than what I thought. She. Changed. Everything but one day I looked at the time on my phone while I was stuck in the famous Kampala City traffic. My mom was going to kill me if I was late for dinner again. I was expected to be at home for dinner two nights a week. The two nights that Jalia and Jake came over, we’d all have dinner as a family. I should’ve left RASHID Enterprises earlier, but I had an unexpected visitor and she was smoking hot. One thing led to another, we had s*x, and now I was going to be late. I parked the Range Rover and took the elevator up to the penthouse. As I walked through the elevator doors, I headed straight to the kitchen, where I heard everyone talking. Thank God, they hadn’t started eating yet.there you are,” my mom said as she walked over and kissed me on the cheek. Something was going on. Everyone was way too happy. Jalia smiled as I kissed her on the cheek and I shook Jake’s hand. “What’s up? I’m sensing there’s a celebration or something.” Jalia looked at me and grabbed my hand. “I’m pregnant. You’re going to be an uncle.” She smiled. “What?! Congratulations!” I exclaimed as I pulled her into an embrace. “Thank you, little brother.” I reached over and gave Jake a light hug. “Congratulations, bro. Wow. I thought you guys were going to wait a couple of years?” “Yeah. So did we. But it happened, and we couldn’t be happier.” Jake smiled. I turned to my dad, who was grinning from ear to ear. “Well, looks like you’re going to be a grandpa.” I smiled as I hooked my arm around him. “Yeah, and I think one grandchild is enough for now. You reek like perfume and I’m assuming she was the reason you’re late.” “I was working, Dad. I got the contracts ready for tomorrow’s meeting.” “Really, because when I left the office three hours ago, you were almost finished.” He sighed. I walked away because I didn’t need his s**t. He didn’t understand what I was going through and I was in no mood for a yahaya lecture. My mom and Jalia called us to the table and we all sat down and enjoyed a family dinner. I was happy for Jalia and Jake; they were going to make amazing parents. She was glowing, Jake was all smiles, my parents were ecstatic, and I was happy that now there was something other than me on which pauler and yahaya could focus. I hadn’t been the model son since Hailey left. I wanted it to work, but she said that with her being in Kenya, and me in Kampala, it wouldn’t. She left to study fashion when she was accepted by one of the top schools of design and was interning with a well-known, up-and-coming designer. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her and the thing that hurt me the most was that she wasn’t even willing to try and have a long distance relationship. She left without even so much as a sorry. My twenty-second birthday was the next week and we had been seeing each other for almost six years. How do you just throw the past six years of your life away? I thought we had something, and I thought that I meant something to her. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Well, those days were gone now. I’d never let another woman do that to me. Since she left, I’d partied too much, drunk too much, had s*x with every woman that looked my way, and I’d been labeled Kampala city’s Most Eligible Playboy. Much like my dad, women fell all over me. My mom called it the RASHID Curse. I’d decided that many women were better than just one. No relationships, no strings, no frills, nothing. Just good s*x and a sweet goodbye. When one woman left, another stepped into her place. “Are you okay, RASHID?” my mom asked. I looked at her as she stared at me with her Black eyes. “Yes, I’m fine. Why?” “You seem distant. Your sister asked you a question and you didn’t answer her.” The truth was that I was lost in my thoughts about Hailey that I didn’t hear her. “I’m sorry, Jalia. What did you say?” She looked at me with pursed lips. “We’ll talk later, after dinner.” “Okay.” I smiled as I finished eating. As I pulled my phone from my pocket, I went upstairs to my room and sat down on my bed. Jalia knocked lightly on the door and asked if she could come in. “Hey.” I smiled as I held out my hand to her. She took it and sat down next to me. “I’m worried about you, yahaya.” “Don’t be, sis. I’m all right.” I smiled. “It’s been a couple of months since Hailey left. Have you talked to her?” “No. She made it clear that it would probably be best if we didn’t because it would make things harder. What the f**k ever. I’m over her, and I’m moving on.” Jalia put her arm around me. “I don’t think you’re over her and there’s no way you can be. It hasn’t been long enough, and I know damn well that when you’ve been in a relationship as long as the two of you were, it’s just not that easy to get over.” “Yeah, well, you’re wrong. I’ve wasted the last six years of my life on a bullshit relationship. I won’t ever do that again. I’m exploring, going out, and having fun. I’m doing what I should’ve been doing the past six years instead of being tied down to one girl.” “I know you don’t mean that, yahaya.” The truth was maybe I did mean it. I was still angry at her for leaving our relationship behind. I looked at my watch and saw it was time to hit the bar with Aiden. I gave Jalia a kiss on the cheek and got up from the bed. “Listen, I have to go now. I’m meeting Aiden in about thirty minutes. Congratulations again. You and Jake are going to make really great parents.” “Thanks, yahaya, and stay out of trouble,” she said as she pointed at me. “That I can’t promise.” I winked as I walked out the door. I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth before walking out of the penthouse. I dabbed on some more cologne and, as I walked downstairs, my mom stopped me. “Yahaya, where are you going?” she asked. “Out with Aiden.” “Do you think you can stay home at least one night? We hardly see you anymore.” She pouted. “Mom, come on. I’m almost 28 . The last thing I want to do is hang with my parents when I can go out with my friends. Plus, Dad sees me every day, all day long at the office.” “Yeah, well I don’t, and I miss my son.” “I love you, Mom,” I said as I kissed her on the cheek and stepped onto the elevator.