The Twist - Episode 10

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Ndidi was busy learning how to make sketch with a computer mouse when Angela Odili's secretary, told her Mark the famous movie star was looking for her.

She wasn't surprised.

She had predicted Mark will come there that morning after disappointing him last night but that was the plan.

To get him a little flustered and annoyed.

His reaction to this will determine how deep he wanted her.

She stood up, looked herself over in the mirror and walked out to meet Mark her biggest prey.

Odili was discussing with Mark and showing him some of his marvelous pictures in his projector gallery when Ndidi walked in.

Mark lost all interest in the pictures when he saw Ndidi.

She was wearing a beige coloured loose top without bra.

Her br-ast danced freely as she walk towards Mark.

Her tight blue jeans set off her beautiful shape in the most sensual way with a pair of high heeled cream coloured sandals to match.

Mark swallowed hard and discovered his throat had gone dry.

"Hello Mr. Mark"

"Hey"

Mark replied.

Odili captured Mark reaction in one swift glance and nodding to Ndidi, he left them.

Ndidi led Mark to her own side of desk and Mark noticed only few people worked in the studio.

Non of them took notice of him despite his lager than life personality.

He expected them to screamed his name and do the usual drama of snapping selfie with him for their instagram pages.

He shrugged.

The world is changing fast, 3 years ago it was impossible for him to visit malls without being crowded.

He sat down on the chair Ndidi pointed out to him and made himself comfortable.

"I am sorry for what happened yesterday . I couldn't help it

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. We worked tirelessly yesterday and I was so weak and tired I had to get some rest at home."

apologized Ndidi.

"Its alright. I understand. How are you feeling now?"

Mark asked.

"Better. At least you are here"

Ndidi said and smiled.

She adjusted in her chair and Mark watched the delightful dance of her br-ast behind the fabrics.

"Can we see today? You are less busy as far as I can see now"

said Mark.

He was making a mental note of how he will devour this tantalizing dish before her.

"I don't think so. I must get home early today and fix some certain things"

replied Ndidi as she bent slightly in a feigned attempt to pull off her sandals.

Mark caught a glimpse of her jaunty br-est and began to sweat.

"Can't you leave whatever you are doing today and come over to my hotel suite? I will really appreciate it if you do. Besides, I promised to give you more money yesterday. The amount is likely to increase if you show up today"

intoned Mark.

He resisted himself with great difficulty from pouncing on Ndidi right there.

Thanks to a couple of people that passed across the corridor.

He could feel his hard-on straining to get free from his trousers.

Ndidi hesitate for a moment.

She seemed to be weighing the situation in her mind and Mark knew she won't be crazy enough to reject his offer.

"No, I think I need to get home today I really want to..."

"You can't do this to me!"

Mark bursted out and startled Ndidi.

His handsome face looked enraged.

Ndidi could see he was sweating and trembling.

She realized with deep sense of shock if pushed further this man may r-pe her right there on her desk.

She quickly took a quick breath and smiled at Mark.

"Alright, but you have to accompany me to my house. I have this big shelf I will like you to fix for me. That is the main reason I wanna get home. You don't know where I live, do you?"

"No."

replied Mark in a more calmed tone.

"Good. We will go to my place and I will show you new techniques on my soft rug. wait a minute"

Ndidi said and stood up.

She walked towards the corridor and Mark watched her backside as she disappeared down the management section.

He sighed and glanced at his wrist watch with great impatient.

No lady has turned him on the way Ndidi did and he can't wait to experience what she promised him.

A new techniques on the rug! He had never done it on the rug and he looked towards the corridor with anxiety to know if she is coming back.

Just then his phone began to ring.

He looked at it.

Tunde the movie producer and his direct boss in the Nollywood industry.

He had given him his first major role as an actor.

He picked the call.

"Mark! I have been trying to reach you. I called your wife but she said..."

"Never mind what my wife said, what is it?"

Mark snapped.

Tunde could sensed the impatient on Mark's tone.

Mark waited for him to continue.

He knew Tunde was a bit surprised the way he sounded but who cares?

"Mark what's wrong?"

Tunde enquired.

"Never mind, what can I do for you?"

Mark said in a more controlled voice and heard Tunde sighed.

"There is this new contract I want you to come over and sign right away. As I'm talking to you now, I'm with the BOD of Mayorlinks the leading cosmetics company in South Africa, they want a short TV show that will promote their merchandise. I have made the bidding on your behalf and they have agreed to pay $36,000 for your services."

"Make necessary arrangements with them, I will see you tomorrow or next"

replied Mark.

"No, You need to come over to Mayorlink Complex now in Ikeja and sign this contract! It can't wait!"

Tunde shouted over the phone.

"Easy buddy, you are hurting my eardrum.

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. See, I am a bit busy now. My father in-law want me to..."

"Mark! I need you here now! you can't let this opportunity slipped by. $36,000! Do you realized how much you wanted to miss?"

"Tunde I am wondering why you are this anxious, you don't care about anybody. All you think of is your 10% cut. yes, $36k is a lot of money but I am working on something that will fetch me twice that amount. So deal with it"

Mark replied with finality.

"You will pay for this Mark! if I loose this contract you will pay for it with your career! I picked you up from the gutters and..."

"I have to go, So long."

Mark cut the call when he saw Ndidi Coming out of the management section.

At the back of his mind he knew Tunde will blacklist him in the nollywood industry if he loose the contract because of him.

No producer or marketer will touch him once he got blacklisted. Well, let him loose the contract.

Time to teach those old goats some lessons.

They have made enough millions off him.

He suddenly felt pleased.

His triple salaries as the overall general manager of his in-law's multi companies is big enough to keep him going and he have his hotel to think about.

Ndidi stood behind his seat and rest her arms on his shoulders.

She slid her hands down to his chest and rubbed him passionately.

"I have taken permission from my boss. So are you ready?"

Ndidi whispered in his ear. Mark grabbed her head and kissed her.

"Not here sweetheart, there are people around. Let's get to my house first"

Ndidi echoed inside his mouth.

She struggled to free herself from Mark and succeeded in only pulling him up.

 

Mark disentangled himself from her and looked down the corridor, the hall was empty.

He was feeling hot inside and terribly arose.

"Let's go baby. I can't wait to hold you in my arms"

Mark said.

Ndidi led the way out of the studio and down to the garage where Mark parked his black hummer Jeep.

He opened his car with the remote control.

They got in and Mark drove out with great speed.

Jack and Billy emerged from the studio, they mounted a gigantic power bike and sped after the disappearing Jeep in a cloud of dust..