A BILLIONAIRE'S DEVOTION

PART -2-

HAPPY READING

Reyon Menture POV

I regain my breathing, roll over and get up.

"Where are you going?" she whines.

"Home."

"Do you always have to take off right after," she says sitting up and covering herself just over her breast.

"I have work," I say discarding the condom and re-dress.

"You always say that," she rolls her eyes getting up with the sheet wrapped around her and she limps my way.

"It's late Nancy you should go home."

"What? You didn't enjoy what we did," she says raising her brows.

She drags her legs moving closer to me, "I can do more," she whispers, her humid breath fanning my ear.

"What are you doing?"

"Anything you like," she purrs.

"You have an amazing mouth and a very tantalising tongue but as tempting as that maybe I have a very important meeting daybreak."

"I'm not your back and call girl Reyon." She says turning away.

"Who said you were?"

"Why do you always have to leave right after."

"Work, you know that. Let's not make this more than what it is Nancy."

"Is it too much to ask for a few extra minutes?"

"It's time I don't have."

My third time with Nancy and she's getting attached. She takes all of me and doesn't mind it rough, it's easy with her usually and that sultry mouth of hers is alluring. Very tempting but she isn't my type by a long shot. She gives me the release I need and that is as far as it goes.

"Here," I take a wad of cash out of my wallet, giving it to her. "Take this,"

"Make sure to call again," she bats her eyes and kisses my right cheek.

"Right. I will."

I shake my head, "get dressed, let's go." I say as she eagerly put the money into her purse.

My dad is a very chivalrous man and he raised us right that way, so regardless of my situation with Nancy, I was going to make sure she gets home safely. Although I'm tired and irritated it didn't let me forget my manners.

I watch as she picks up pieces of her clothes, rushing to the bathroom and outback hastily.

We made our way out of the hotel, out the back entrance and into my car. My car came to life at 4:00 am speeding out onto the dark street and I take her home.

Pulling into my driveway, I take a deep breath walking into the house quietly. It is early 5:00 am and even in this big house mum knows who goes and comes. Nancy with her antics kept me longer than I anticipated- with classes at 2:00 pm, I can get some rest and go to the company after, one of the perks of being the boss.

I take the flight of stairs and turn to the corridor that leads to my room.

"The early walk of shame," dad says and I swear he pops out of nowhere.

I chuckle, "good morning dad."

"Your mum has been up worried about you, don't let her see you," he pats my shoulder.

I nod walking the distance to my room.

"Ah good morning young sir Menture," Jeffrey says.

"Good morning to you Jeffrey."

"Breakfast will be waiting shortly," he says walking past me hands behind his back walking in the opposite direction.

I smile "thank you, sir," he smiles, nods knowingly and keeps walking. Jeffrey has been with us all my life and much like my father, he had the same respect from every member of the family. He wasn't a very talkative man but when he does he shared nothing but wisdom.

I walk into my room and head straight for the bathroom.

Shower first then much-needed sleep.

_____

"Damn it. Late again."

I look down at my Rolex Daytona. Half an hour to be exact and it is unlike me. The third time in a row on the same day, what are the odds. I hate having to bide one's time.

I am not appreciating this day very much. I was late on campus, which in turn led to my tardiness to a very important meeting just after, now the after-work hang with my brothers yet again I am late.

After Reign my older brother's bachelor party we decided on a guy's night out, twice a month on a Friday. Routinely, I am the first one here every week. I'm never late.

Let's just say things don't always go according to plans. Damn the audacity of the time to slip away from me.

I cannot tell if today Friday the eighteenth day of May is the right or wrong day for me. I couldn't tell if fate or forces in the universe was conspiring against me. And I do not like it very much.

Checking my email to make sure I didn't have anything from work to handle at home or missed email, I quickly scan my phone.

Sliding it back into my suit jacket I speed walk not wanting to keep my brothers waiting any longer. It was well past the agreed-upon time already.

Locking my car door, taking not so casual strides I rush into the lobby of the building, up the staircase of the Elite bar.

Rushing up the ceramic staircase, someone crashes into me, almost flying face down the ceramic staircase. I reach out and snatch her around her waist, effortlessly taking her off her feet.

Without thinking I pull her close to my body to steady her so I do not take us both down the staircase causing bodily harm in the process.

Holy hell.

I was supposed to be thanking God for Friday but instead, I have her in my arms.

It was a fast, split-second decision but I knew I couldn't let go, something told me not to. I didn't know what it was but I cling to her, something was different, maybe it is the air between us, around us but it was different and I like it.

Could she feel my heart beating out of my chest?

All my senses and organs reacted. Ridiculous right, wrong! my heart throbs, my stomach flutter, a belly full of the glittering monarch, adrenaline in my veins and my head blank. What a surprise.

I clutch her firmly, placing her back onto her feet steadily. I didn't move, couldn't explain it but I didn't move, she didn't move. We stare, hold firm to our position. I was shocked, to say the least, I didn't expect to be holding this pretty girl in my arms staring like a dummy.

"I am so sorry sir," she apologize and honestly I do not know who's fault it was but my heart hammers in my chest as our eyes finally meet. We take a few incredulous seconds to recover our composure. Her face is glowing with embarrassment as she stares into my eyes and for a few more incredulous seconds we did not move, did not talk, did not think, did not breathe just stare, stare and stare silently.

She is well-spoken and polite, I like it. Her voice is soft and calm but has a firm tone like a lawyer or a teacher. The way she spoke those few words had me believing she was sorry and that troubles me.

Why is that the first thing I'm noticing?

Those hazel eyes glance up at me with contemplation, shock, great surprise and somewhat silent astonishment. Finally, she exhales and shakes her head in amazement. She smell so good and I want to say it, prove it but I held my restraints.

I am intrigued.

"Uh, I'm sorry," she repeats reaching for the rails and again she fumbles, at that moment I realise I didn't let go, my arms anchor around her waist as I steady her once again. Two individuals walk in unison down the staircase and I didn't let go, making sure her feet are firm on the step. My hand brush against hers and she pulls away quickly. "Are you alright?" I ask pulling both hands away, keeping them at my side.

I clear my throat and step to the side, finally, I breathe again. "I am fine sir," she whispers with a dismissive smile. Her eyes glimmer back at me as I couldn't take my eyes away from her. Shaking my head I register the situation and I was keeping us both from our destination starting at her.

"Are you alright sir," she says more firmly this time.

Say, something dummy. At that moment I realised I wasn't saying anything to her and we continue to stare. Or was it I who stare?

I nod. Unusual and surprising things.

"Careful the rest of the way down," I say with a cocky smirk walking up the stair one at a time past her going the rest of the way up, looking down at her.

I walk to the table where Reign, Ryon and Kamaru are already seated with drinks.

"I almost doubt it when I saw this empty table," says Ryon as I take my usual seat at our usual table.

"Do not remind me. This day turned out the way it wanted without my help."

"What does that mean?" Kamaru asks.

"I woke early, did everything I normally do, on the time I would and here I am late yet again on the same day."

"Don't worry it happens to the best of us," Reign taps my shoulder, getting up. "What can I get you since you're having one of those days," he adds.

"Sapporo beer will do," getting high on alcohol was nothing compared to what I just felt and experienced. So I was going to take it lightly and take pleasure in this obvious high.

"The baby is having a bad day," Ryon teases in his usual mocking tone.

"I am no baby, get that corrected immediately."

"Do you need a hug? Do you need your mum," he continues.

"If I did tell you what I needed every air in your lung would be lost and your tiny brain cell wouldn't be able to comprehend," I say tired of his childish behaviour. I wasn't having it this minute, I let her walk away without her name.

"Damn, what would that be?" Kamaru asks looking at me expectantly.

"Please, I don't need this right now," I say getting up.

"Come on, sit back down," Reign says. I was about to walk away but she walks back into the bar with another female and a guy holding her by the waist, pulling out her chair.

"Leave him alone Ryon, final year stress is getting to him," Kamaru says. "Look at him he's disoriented," he adds.

Frowning I take my seat. "Come on, there is no use complaining. The universe is full of unexpected surprises, shake-ups and changes, it is inevitable so get used to it." Reign says placing the glass in front of me.

Who is that with her?

Definitely chance encounters or fate. It was something... Sitting here it made sense if the universe is at play but what sense would it be if it ends right here, right now before it even begins.

Who is the fucker with her?

But if the universe is doing its thing and a shakeup is what I need then so be it because I like it...but some shake-ups are to calm us down, some shake us up, some to infuse a sense of purpose, some to break us, some to heal us, some to love us, some to lose us, some like a whiff of fresh air others like a very bitter pill you must swallow to get better, some comes to inspire, some to learn from you, some to give pain and some to make us live again... What an odd thing to think of but what shake-up is this today?

Seeing her walk back in makes my tardiness worth it, I get to meet her. Well more like bumped into her or did she bump into me?

I sit back, my mind processing quietly and can finally take a proper look at her.

I do not know what it was but I am going to trust whatever it is so I watch her.

She laughs at whatever is being said at her table and I imagine it is a pretty sound.

Sitting here now replaying how soft she felt, how polite she said 'I'm sorry, thank you, I am fine,' her voice angelic. The way her hair bounced off her shoulders, her beautiful hazel eyes startled connecting to mine must be cosmic. My heart has never fluttered the way it did speeding off in acceleration, sensations have never flowed with so much energy through my veins the way it did a moment ago.

It must be a cosmic connection, that unexplainable, unexpected contact. I am liking this reaction, I hope she felt it too.

Either consciously or subconsciously our bodies had been glided into waves of unexpressed recognition... That connection interlinking our souls possibly... What else could caused that whiff, that pulse, this longing to be near her, the way I stared, she stared, we stared. That spiritual link, that ancient wisdom written in the stars forming our destiny in the universe, must be the universe's way of conspiring to make it happen. Is she the one?

I don't know but I'm conscious of the way I feel. Surprisingly unusual.

I never felt anything like this, it was certainly something...

I have never looked at a woman the way I found myself staring fascinated by her, I never stare this hard and notice every detail. Her elbows rest on the table, holding her chin up. Her dark brown-black hair is straight draped around her neck framing her face making her look beautiful, angelic even. Her heavenly honey skin tone, her hazel eyes bold looking at the man talking, Her cream blouse sits carelessly on her shoulders and I wonder how it felt, I want to be that close to her. I just want to be...

"Close your mouth son," Kamaru says tapping my chin.

"You are staring a little hard there," I heard Reigns's voice or was it Ryon's. I snap my head in their direction only to find all three pairs of eyes looking in my line of direction, watching her. I couldn't help it.

"The boy got good taste," Ryon says.

"Oh get off it," I say.

"Wait you wouldn't mind if I do," Ryon says with a shrug, Reign sigh and Kamaru straight face him.

"You know better, you wouldn't try me with the day I am having. Something is really wrong with you..., you know."

"Just making sure your head is in the right place and ain't nothing wrong with appreciating a good looking woman," Ryon says with a smirk.

"Oh, everything is in the right place, aligned and straight. You never have to worry," I still couldn't take my eyes away from her.

"If you like...you need to step up to the plate like a Menture. Be a big boy and go over there," Ryon says.

"Don't take advice from him," Kamaru says.

"If you need some shaking between the sheets, you need to stop staring like a pervert first," Ryon says.

"If I want your advice I would ask," I say sarcastically.

"Everything is checking out, let the man stare. He is entitled to," Reign says.

"Wait aren't you married," Ryon says to Reign.

"Married... not blind and in this case, I wasn't looking for me, I know what I have at home," Reign says.

"You're going to let that blue go straight between his tights. Stop staring so hard my brother," Ryon says.

Kamaru and Reign chuckle.

"You're going to know exactly what to do and when you need to do it. Yall leave the man alone," Reign says.

"Yall acting as if I've never dated," I say.

"I think it been so long you forget a thing or two," Ryon says.

Kamaru chuckles.

"Go on over there and let her know you're looking," Ryon says

"If I needed your advice, I'd ask for it."

"She already knows he looking the way he staring hard," Kamaru says.

"Keep up the jokes, funny," I say sarcastically.

"My brother let me break it down for you," Reign says patting my shoulder.

"Break it down my brother," Kamaru emphasise.

"Women like us to take it nice and slow, go easy... reel them in, then bam! You lay it all... all on her, over her, in her, between her," Reign says smoothly.

"Women love that Corney mess," Kamaru says.

"Woman smell that crap a mile away, either they run or they fall, either way getting the job done is what matters," Ryon says.

"When I find the woman who hurt you, I will make her apologize on her hands and knees," Kamaru says to Ryon.

"Please... Romance is played out, women don't want that mess every day and even fault you for hanging around too much," Ryon says.

"Romance isn't played out, the possibility might be exhausted at times but women eat, breath and sleep that shit. Why do you think they plan their wedding in their heads, envision the sex in their sleep and get mad at us for the attention, you need to get skool instead of skooling me," I say.

"Schools out," Kamaru says and we all laugh at Ryon and he sucks his teeth.

"There are a lot of lessons to be learnt here tonight," Reign chuckles tapping Ryon's shoulder. The waiter walk around placing another serving on the table and we toast to lessons learnt.

Ryon shakes his head. "All of you can step with that romance bullshit," he says taking another sip.

I then send two rounds of whatever they were drinking at her table for everyone making it anonymous. That way they don't know who's the target and if that is her man he isn't offended.

corrected I don't care about his feelings.

Reign and I walk to the gentlemen's room. I did my business.

"Give me a second," Reign says typing on his phone after washing his hands.

I continue washing my hands after finishing my business, ogling at the mirror.

Thank God I showered and changed before coming here.

"You seem distracted," Reign says looking at the wash sink and me still washing my hand. Finally turning to him and coming back to reality I turn off the faucet.

I nod, "I met her..."