't sleep t
the scene over and over. The café. The spilled coffee. Dam
give her a job
someone a job because
ay it was a prank. Or maybe security wou
confirming a 10 a.m. interview at OrionTe
message like it wa
she was o
hing from Surulere to CMS, then taking a tricycle across the bridge to the island. H
uilding was imp
e entrance, a rotating silver sculpture spun slowly-a stylized "O" with stars
g digital displays, and plants that somehow didn't look real-but were. Amara felt o
ator, and then into a minima
ee you shortly,"
, heart in
xpected. No music. No ticking clock. Just th
n he wa
ence sucked the air from the room. It wasn't just that he was handsom
a st
already moving
barely
graduated two years ago. Freelan
slightly.
dependents. No immedia
. "Is that.
ything is relevant. Why
tened. "Because
icked to he
honest,"
staff to give me a job applica
't expecti
be a lawsuit," sh
e gave a short, lo
efore. That would
ow to respond, so
his chair. "You ma
ed your
act
pa
ersonal assistant. It's temporary.
inked. "
immediately.
.. wh
, "I like unpredictable thi
game, but she couldn't argue. Not with the way her medica
id. "What are
a shelf, and pulle
thing about me. No discussing personal matters. You'll foll
alary made her blink-₦750,000 monthly.
e when necessary, and fiercely loyal. Not
st part
want to kn
o
s, the hospital bills, the fact that she was practicall
she said, fo
ed the c
ek badge, and a card with the words
loyed. Just
company's upcoming product launch, coordinate with PR firms in Du
being thrown
ls with poise, organized chaos into order. Her only problem was the
he day. But once, she caught him watchin
aze-not curiosity, not lust-some
ked awa
packing up her thing
presence be
't cough
the glass wall, look
ile. "I have st
l. "Don't hide anything from me, Mi
wisted. Was i
ck," she li
hing for a long mo
ke that, he
Amara cried
as weak-but becau
o business being in. A world of billionaire
s racing a
mo
all s
e... fate was finally
me was Dam