The Devil In The Suit - Episode 14

 

"Come on Genevieve, we don't have all day"

"But where are we going sir?" She examined his face for clues.

"We are going on a date" 

"A date sir?" She inquired, gaping at him like he suddenly sprouted another head.

He cleared his throat quickly "I mean a business date, with...yes, a client" 

"Wear something nice and comfy" he added, living her compartment for her to change.

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"Are we close sir? it's been an hour now" she turned to Daniel who was seated beside her in the car. Daniel chuckled. He was clad in a black suit with a blue shirt underneath, it complemented her blue and white off shoulder top and denims, which matched hers coincidentally like they planned the whole blue theme.

"Be patient, turn right" he instructed the driver and turned to Genevieve "you'll see"

She sighed, looking at the city beyond. 

They arrived at an enormous ice cream store named "Dessert world" she gasped as she sniffed the inside, it smelled like chocolate. They discontinued in front of a yoghurt stand with a young boy of about eighteen years behind it, clad in a lustrous pink and yellow shirt with the words 'Taste me' highlighted in white at the side. Genevieve stifled a laugh at the odd name. The young boy smiled "welcome to Dessert world, thanks for stopping at 'Taste me' please let me make your taste buds delighted as you indulge yourself in one of these" he beamed, saying expertly and tirelessly, it was obviously rehearsed and stuck in his head.

Genevieve heart did a little somersault as she ogled the desserts resting on his tray. Daniel smiled, noting that she was a die hard fan of sweets.

"So which of the flavours would you like? the espresso flakes, salted caramel truffle, cookie dough, banana fudge swirl, chocolate chips.."
The young boy flashed a smile, making Genevieve feel dizzy at the too many endearing names. Daniel chuckled, telling him they preferred the latter.

"Nice choice" the boy grinned, getting to work, she watched as he expertly threw the different creams, then he mixed them silly, her mouth watered and she haven't even had a taste.

"Now for the cones. Do you want the pretzel cones, the wafer cones, waffle cones, chocolate-coated waffle cones, the-" 

"Yes that one, whatever it is" she beamed and felt a blush rise to her cheeks at her eagerness to have it in her mouth. Daniel slowly snaked his arm around her waist but he dropped it halfway when he saw the young boy's brows wiggle teasingly. Daniel turned away, coughing loudly.

The boy laughed "the chocolate- coated waffles it is, now for the finishing touches. I'll be adding some flaked almonds, chocolate honey comb bars and fairy sprinkles...hmm, here you go ma'am, sir" he handed them two different cones, she peered at Daniel, he nodded, offering her to be the first to try it and she did, biting into the creamy goodness. 

As the cream melted on her tongue, she tasted chocolate chips, or is it almonds, or the honey comb bars or maybe the subtle scent of bubble gum, Surprisingly garnished together in harmony. She moaned "oh my gosh! It's so good"

She raised her free thumb to Daniel. He stared at the pink, white and purple with teeny tiny sugar flowers in the mix. He hated sugar but he had to try it for Genevieve.

"Try it sir, come on"

He forced out a smile, taking a little bite "yeah, good stuff" he smiled, swallowing. But too sweet. He said to himself. He put his hand into his suit pocket, fishing out currencies, then he dipped it into the boy's hand.

The boy gasped outwardly at the money and bowed his head, rushing a "thank you sir, thank you ma'am. Do have a nice day" they both nodded, walking away but jinked back when they heard the boy say "you both make a terrific couple, Mr. And Mrs Coker"

Daniel wasn't surprised that the boy knew his identity. The Coker enterprises was one of the famous organisations in Africa. But was slightly fazed, the boy thought they were a couple.

Genevieve suddenly seemed perturbed and shy as they walked and didn't talk until they were seated in a nearby restaurant.

"Where's the client? he should be here by now sir" Genevieve glanced at her watch, wrinkling her forehead in questioning.

"What client?"

"But you said-"

"Ohh, that. He. Well- what I mean to say is that. He, he...he died" Daniel stuttered, clearing lieing through his teeth. He face palmed at his ridiculousness. 

Seriously, he died?

"He died, just like that?" She asked a little concerned, Daniel grew more confident at her ignorance.

"Yeah, heart failure. Poor man. Bless his soul" Daniel feigned sadness, blowing his nose into the paper towel lying on the table.

She laughed "Mr. Coker, I didn't know you had a sense of humour" she was shocked that the boss could be this joyous. She was glad he wasn't vicious anymore, making her bond into him more.

"Let's be honest here, I admit I can be a little too serious-"

"Ruthless " she added, making him roll his eyes. She shrugged, saying.. "we're being honest remember?"

"Yeah, that-"

"Arrogant too" 

"That's it, off I go" he stood up.

"I'm sorry" she sniggered, now she knew he was definitely short-tempered.

"No seriously, I think we should head back to the hotel" he sighed "it's getting late"

"I agree" she said, slowly getting up. She watched him drop some naira notes on the table.

She walked ahead of him, but felt his eyes following her every move. Then all of a sudden, he yanked her softly and pulled her to his hard chest, her breath hitched as a soft gasp eluded her lips "sir, W-what are you D-doing?" She stuttered, unable to tame her heart which was galloping at a fast rate, beating against her chest.

She stared at his eyes, it was darker than before, if it's possible. She was terrified because, she couldn't help but get lost in them.

Why was her heart pounding so fast?

Why should her body always react to his little touches? 

No one ever made her feel this way..but Daniel, just a mere contact could send her to cloud nine. She looked into his eyes, searching for an answer, as the night breeze flew past, it sent her hair extensions flying over her face. He raised his hand, pulling a strand behind her ear. She couldn't breathe, as it sent shivers down her spine. She was scared that her legs might give up the ghost.

"There is something in-inbetween your hair" he said so softly, his breath fanning her ears.

"Oh-" she started.

"Er, here. Here it is" he lied, taking nothing from her hair.

"Can I see it?"

"No, no" he rushed, throwing the invisible substance into the night air. They both cleared their throats simultaneously as he let go, oblivious to the camera flashes around them.

They were both seated in the back of the seat as the Driver drove them back to the hotel. The awkward silence spoke volumes.

"Why would he kiss you, if he weren't attracted?" 

She recalled Kelvin's words. She didn't know what to think anymore. She needed to stay away from him. His presence aroused peculiar flames in her. She turned to Daniel who was staring back at her, his face blank but eyes, she quickly turned back. His eyes burned. He was fire, she was wax. She didn't want to be eroded away, not yet. Certainly not yet. But she couldn't stop thinking. What was in his head? only if she could have a sneak peek.

Curiosity isn't just the enemy of cats-but humans too.

Genevieve got up from bed, frowning. She couldn't sleep. Daniel dropped her at the hotel but he haven't gotten back yet. Of course she was worried. She glanced back at the time. It was past 1AM already. She looked out the window, not a car in sight. She strolled to the kitchen and sat on a barstool.

 Few minutes later, she heard movements. She jerked up, walking slowly. Daniel came into view, staggering. His eyes were slightly closed and he reeked of alcohol.

Genevieve scrunched her nose, wondering if she should just leave him there or help him to bed. She sighed, picking the latter. 

"Seriously, sir? You're drunk" she stated as she approached him.

"I H-had J-juss a, a tinnyy bitt of al,alcohol" he slurred, almost falling to the ground. She quickly helped him get back on his feet by placing his arm around her shoulder while she placed hers around his waist.

She replied sarcastically "yeah, I can see that"

"Sir, you're just too much. Oh my gosh! How much do you weigh? I could barely breathe" she complained as they trudged painfully to his suite.

"Oh great! You're asleep now" she rolled her eyes. She hissed as she finally got him on his bed and whirled around, leaving. Daniel, even in his drunken state, he unconsciously held her wrist, dragging her down to him.

"What the-" she fell on his chest, making Daniel groan, still closing his eyes.

With her eyes wide, she glared at him, trying to get up but he was still holding unto her tightly. 

"Sir, I need to go. This is getting really awkward, your shoes-"

"Five minutes, just five" he whispered into her hair as he pushed her farther into him.

She sighed "but, I'm really uncomfortable"

Daniel turned their bodies in a way that her back was pressed against his chest as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She gasped at their intimate position. Her face heating up. He was drunk, she knew that but she wasn't.

This was absolutely ridiculous, she tried getting up slowly but it made him growl as he snuggled closer, his breath tickled her neck as she heated up once again. Then he whispered into her ears.

"I like you Genevieve, not as my PA but something more" those words sent her racing heart on full force as she was scared it would suddenly escape from her ribcage. Then he added quietly.

"Shh, don't tell Daniel" he said the last words as she heard him snore lightly.

She blinked rapidly 'don't tell Daniel' but he was Daniel, why would he say not to tell Daniel which was him. "Arrghh, so confusing" she wondered as she tried to release his arm from her waist but he wasn't giving in. Maybe she would just wake up in the middle of the night and go to her room. She promised herself as she slowly fluttered her eyes close, enjoying the the warmth of his embrace and slowly travelling to 'Dreamville'