CHAPTER 3
1806 Words
Alejandro’s POV.
I walk back into my office, since I happen to be a non-indigene, the school decided to honor me by giving me a big office to myself and it is something I definitely appreciate because I hate intrusions. Settling on my swivel chair, I pick up my phone to find several missed calls from my ex, Lucy.
I tap on the call back icon and she answers the call immediately like she has been expecting me to call her back.
“Baby.” Her annoying voice shrieks and I just want to hang up, but I decide not.
I do not know what my Mom likes about her, but Lucy is someone my Mom hopes I marry. I once loved her, but not anymore. Not after seeing her with her so called male best friend.
“What do you want?” I ask coldly.
“You, Baby. I miss you so much and you didn’t even care to call since you left for Nigeria. How is Nigeria? Should I come and see you? You know the ticket is never a problem. You can pay for it since you have a lot of money or my rich parents pay.” She says, irritating me as I think of Kiki’s killer body…
“You can do whatever you want.” I say and she squeals.
Such a fool… As much as I try to see what I once saw in her that made me to love her before, I just can’t help but think I was either blind or dumb.
“Thanks baby. I still love you.” She says and I end the call as I hear a soft knock at the door.
“Come in.” I say and there is a bit of hesitation from the person before the door opens.
“I was supposed to get the slide from you in the class where all the students were present, but you left a minute before the initial time the class was to end. I am here to collect the topic’s slide and also to give you your jacket. Thank you so much for saving me yesterday, Sir.” She says kind of fast and I find myself off my chair.
I walk towards her and I watch her body stiffen, indicating that she isn’t breathing.
“Do you still need to call me ‘sir’?” I ask and she closes her eyes and open them again.
A simple movement that have me wishing she is mine. Lucy had her nose, eyes and butt re-done… but this Nigerian girl right here has every thing, so natural.
“Yesterday, I didn’t know you would become a lecturer here.” She says as she finally finds her voice.
“After knowing today?” I ask and she forces a very fake smile to her face.
“Nothing happens. Nothing was meant to happen.” She replies as she takes off my coat, exposing her upper smooth shoulder and a bit of her cleavage.
“Is that so?” I ask. I don’t even know where these automatic responses are coming from.
“Yes, Professor Alejandro or should I just call you Dr. Alejandro? It is the way we Nigerian university students call our lecturers.” She says as she steps back.
She is affected by my closeness? She calling my name sends different types of feeling to my blood vessels, most especially the ones leading to my heart, d**k and spine.
Somehow, I do not like the fact that she is going to call me the way she usually calls other lecturers. I love the special way?
Special?
Of course my inner mind is still alive.
“Call me whichever you want.” I say and she takes off the jacket completely then fold it properly before handing it over to me.
“Here and thanks for saving me.” She says and I walk back to my sit without taking the jacket from her.
“Who was that guy?” I ask, referring to the guy who almost had his way with her between the buses.
Just the mare thought of what he tried to do to her, makes me want to find him and kill him myself.
“He is nobody. To send the slides to me, I have written both my Email and w******p number on this paper.” She says, stepping forward.
She stops in front of my desk, then place my coat and then the paper right on top of it.
“Kiki?” I call out to her, not wanting her to leave as she already has her back turned to me.
Her ass…
“You can’t step out like that. You will be giving the whole school a bad Impression. They will think you and I had…” She coughs awkwardly, cutting my statement off in the process.
“Right.” She says and walk back to my desk to take my coat.
She holds it in her hand and move for the door again.
“Kiki?” I find my f****d up self calling out to her again and she turns to look at me.
“You need to wear it, even if other students are dressed half naked. Your body shouldn’t be exposed for males to see.” I say and she nods before opening the door.
“Okay Sir.” She says and I can sense a bit of anger in her tone.
“You still owe me, remember? The fact that you are my student and I am now your lecturer doesn’t stop you from repaying me, Kiki oteodola.” I say and she laughs.
“I am sorry, but you didn’t pronounce my last name properly. It is Kiki Otedola.” She corrects me, as she lays emphasis on each word she pronounced.
“Kiki, you will get the slides before the end of today.” I say and she nods before walking out.
Her brown pupils surrounded by black orbs, her pointed nose, and oblong face, her long hair, her firm light pink lips, her tan skin… her perfect boobs and her big ass…
I can’t believe I am doing this.
Standing up and taking my suit jacket, I grab my phone and wallet before walking out after locking my office. I walk towards where my car is, while dialing my best friend who also came to Nigeria with me’ s number.
“Alejandro?” He asks and I groan.
“Joe.” I say and he laughs.
“It is not funny. We need to see.
“We need to get an apartment. Eko Hotel is fine and all, but still we need a well furnished apartment.” He says as I open the driver’s side and take my position behind the steering wheel.
“Remember, not over the phone.” I say and he groans.
“Right. I underestimated Nigerian girls, they are pure natural hot chocolate cakes.” He says and I can picture him staring at one because whenever his voice sounds like that he must be seeing what he is talking about.
“See you in less than an hour. I about to drive.” I say, just as Kiki walks out of her class and head for her car which is parked a little bit far from mine.
“Okay.” He replies and I terminate the call.
I hope I will be able to control myself from having her as mine.
Mine? Yes mine.
With one more glance at her, I drive out of the car park and head straight for Eko Hotel.
I walk into our the room, the room I and Joe paid to stay in for a month to find him seated at the table for two.
“Took you an hour and ten minutes.” He says and I walk over to the nightstand.
I place my wallet and wristwatch on the nightstand before walking over to where Joe is seated after placing my suit on the bed.
“Joe, the halfcaste girl I told you about yesterday is my student.” I say and he smirks.
“Is she dark? Like the... not being racist just want to know.” He asks and I shake my head.
“No. She looks tanned. Her hair in somewhat in between Afro and curly. Her shape is everything.” I say as I keep seeing her in the picture of my mind.
“You are smitten by that girl, I need to see her.” He says as he laughs.
“I won’t even say no, I want that girl. I want her, I will f**k her and see if it is just a mare lust I feel for her.
“Do you have a picture?” He asks and I shake my head.
“No, I don’t. I have her email address and phone number though.” I reply as I stand up to get the paper she wrote her details on.
Walking over to the nightstand, I discover to my utmost disappointment that I left the paper exactly where she placed it earlier.
“f**k!” I cuss and Joe laughs.
“What happened?” He asks and I scoff as he keeps on smiling.
“Stop smiling, I forgot the paper she gave me.” I say and grab my car key.
“Is that the reason why you are going back?” He asks.
“I need to contact her tonight.” I say and he laughs as he follows me.
“Is she that important? And then you are thinking it is just pure lust you have for her? I definitely see this as you falling in love again.” He says and I scoff.
“I just saw her for the first time yesterday and the way she ruined the hymn being sang in the temple yesterday drew my attention to her. By the way, why is there again at the back of love? I didn’t love Lucy and you know, I just cared so much about her until she f****d up herself when I met her and her so called male best friend in bed with both of them nude.” I say, getting angry as I remember the day I walked in on my fiancé.
“You were so affected when you saw them together, meaning it was more than just care. You loved Lucy and after she betrayed you, you painted a dark picture about ladies. Now, you just want to be playing around with them.” He says and I shrug.
“Maybe.” I reply as we both walk out.
“Don’t hurt that Kiki girl you are talking about if she is innocent.” He says and I nod.
Kiki.
- Writer
