False Pretenses 9

Frustration was the only word that could best describe what Kehinde felt watching this hot beauty

dance. She had such a wonderful body and knew how to work it well to the slow rhythm of Miguel’s

‘how many drinks.’ It was like an invitation to get in her pants. They called him a womanizer but how

could a guy help himself when a girl danced like this? This was serious temptation.

The girl was fine and he’d gathered from Olamide that she and Ise had nothing going on, not that he

cared. For some unfathomable reason he found himself being attracted to the girls Ise was interested in.

Isabelle, or Izyluv as Ise had liked to call her, was a wonderful beauty but she’d messed up, all thanks to

him. Ise had no idea how to take care of his women. Where Kenny was a womanizer, Ise was a chronic

workaholic always putting work first before his woman. Kenny was the opposite, he knew when to work

and when to pursue the opposite sex, which was almost all the time. Ise might be a genius but he could

learn a thing or two from him concerning women.

33

 

Take this perfectly formed chick for example, creamy skinned, slender but well endowed in the right

places and in the rightful proportions. Ise had arrived the party with her but had abandoned her and left

her alone for whatever reasons best known to himself. What sane guy did that? Kenny had abandoned

the other Fiola girl instantly and had began formulating plans for this one besides that Fiola had eyes for

only Ise, all she’d been able to talk about was how much she’d heard about him and how fascinating he

was. It had irritated Kenny and he’d been glad to have found some other eye candy even hotter than she

was. She might be from New York but she had nothing on this girl dancing with him when it came to

beauty and of course dancing.

Ise and Fiola were also dancing, slowly swaying to the music, nothing interesting, not like what this babe

was doing here. Kenny had caught Ise’s eyes more than once watching as her hips swayed from side to

side.

‘That’s right, Ise’ Kenny thought ‘watch as she leaves with me tonight.’

To prove he owned the goods in front of him, he moved closer to her, she was backing him and didn’t

see him. Placing his hands on her waist, moving them down slowly, sensually to cup her behind and

pulling her to the crotch of his pants, letting her feel the mayhem she causing down there.

She pulled away from him instantly, turning to face him, her eyes questioning. She was still dancing but

the question was clear, ‘what’s that about?’

“Let’s stop wasting each others time and leave, my place.” He spelt it out to her.

*******

CHAPTER 7

‘What a douche?’ Kite thought to herself as she washed her hands in the ladies. So because she’d

danced a little sexily, he’d assumed she’d been begging for sex. She hissed, it wasn’t his fault, it was the

fault of girls who had cheapened themselves for guys like him.

She admired the beautiful bathroom which was in the master suite. She’d not been able to find the

restroom but had found this room instead. It was obviously the celebrant’s room since he owned the

wonderful mansion they were in. The room was well furnished, it reeked money, the entire suite to it’s

large bathroom.

Of everything, the Jacuzzi tub with an LCD TV over it was what she liked the most. She could imagine

relaxing in that tub after a hard day at work, the warm water soothing all aching nerves and joints. It

would be pure heaven.

She sighed, looking over the place longingly; money was indeed good to have.

Deciding it was time to leave; she dried her hands under the hand dryer and stepped out of the

bathroom only to see the douche she’d just left, lounging lazily on the large King sized bed. He turned as

he saw her and sat up.

He smiled as he got up and advanced on her.

She stepped back. “What do you want?”

” After what you did to me out there, I don’t think you expect me to leave you just like that?” He told her

as he advanced on her.

34

 

Kite who was stunned for a few seconds at this guy’s denseness, finally found her speech. ” I told you I’m

not interested and I meant it.” She said taking a step back.

“Sure you did, you’re all always uninterested until a guy can convince you otherwise.”

He was too close to her and behind her was the bathroom door. She tried to take a quick sidestep but he

was faster.

He grabbed her by the arm and pushed her back to the door, pinning her against it.

“Let me go!” Kite told him, he was taking care not to hurt her but he was holding her against her will.

She tried to shrug out of his grasps but it was futile, the guy was tall and had strength to support his

build.

“Relax” he breathed against her ear “we’re both adults, and let’s be honest here, you want this as much

as I do, so let’s quit wasting time and get out of here, we’re both gonna have fun, I promise.”

” What part of not interested don’t you get?” She asked him.”I am not interested!”

“Would money interest you? How much? Name your price, we could do it right here if you want.”

Kite’s eyes widened in horror “get off me! You sick idiot! I’m not a frigging prostitute, how dare you?”

She struggled against him but he laughed instead.

What was this guy’s problem, she was sure he wasn’t okay upstairs.

“I didn’t mean it like that, I just thought..”

“You thought wrong, let me go!” She yelled again, frustrated.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.” He said eyeing her heaving chest appreciatively. “You’re too fine to let go,

maybe I can convince you with a kiss?” He said as he moved his head closer, coming in for a kiss.

Kite immediately averted her face to the side, so he went for her neck instead, breathing in her scent and

dropping light kisses along the curve of her neck, caressing the side of her breasts with his thumbs. Kite

was repulsed; she was being taken advantage of and couldn’t do a thing about it.

She could feel the tears at the back of her eyes. “Stop, stop please.” She begged but he didn’t. He was

kissing the top of her breasts now which was bare because of the plunging neckline of her tank.

She couldn’t take this violation anymore, her survival instincts took over.

As his finger flicked over her right breast, her knee came up, hitting him squarely in the crotch.

He let out a high pitched scream and his hands left her immediately.

Kite scurried away from his reach.

“You bitch!” He screamed as he dropped to his knees, the door opened just then and in came the

birthday guy with a chick behind him.

They stopped and took in the scene, kite made for the door leaving them to come up with their own

conclusions.

She’d had enough of this damn party, it was time to leave. The original plan had been to wait till Williams

was leaving but after what she’d just been through she couldn’t stay.

Finding her way back to where she’d seen him dancing, she saw Ise still with his chick. She walked up to

him and tapped his shoulder.

He turned to acknowledge her presence, the chick he was dancing with giving her an angry stare like she

was interfering.

35

 

Kite ignored her, she wasn’t interested in the guy, she just needed her things.

“I’m leaving, I need my stuff.” She told him.

“What stuff?” He asked and then looked at her, she wondered what he saw because his next words were

“are you okay? Where’s Kenny?”

Nursing his wounds, she thought “I’m fine, I just need my stuff.”

“We made a deal, keep to your end of it and your stuff will be yours.” He told her.

“Don’t be unreasonable, I need my handbag at least.” She said trying to be diplomatic, he could keep the

other things but she needed her handbag.

Before he could reply, his chick cut in.

“Girl, could you just leave already?”

‘Huh?’ Kite looked at the girl, reed thin like a broom stick.

“S’cuse you?” Kite asked her.

“it’s okay Fiola, I’ve got this.” Williams was saying to the chick but Kite brushed him aside.

“Were you talking to me? I know you weren’t talking to me!” Kite told her and then turned back to

Williams. She didn’t give a hoot if he was a billionaire or the king of England, she was getting her things

back.

“Tell your chick here to mind herself before I vex, this is not Yankee. Please let me have my things and I’ll

be gone.”

She told Ise but before he could reply the girl started again.

“What do you know about Yankee? Cheap rude thing!” She said and that was the last straw.

Kite lounged at the girl seeing red. The girl did not expect the attack and Williams was too slow to hold

her back. She pounced, managing to get hold of her weave pulling it as hard as she could. Yankee girl

screamed in pain.

Williams grabbed at her hands.

“What the hell, Kitty! Kitty!” He called but she didn’t oblige.

“What I know about Yankee, abi? I will show you what I know about Yankee today!” Kite asked the girl

who was struggling with her. “Next time you watch who you talk to.”

Ise finally managed to pry her hands loose. The girl held her head in pain as she walked away, obviously

going to check out how much damage had been done.

By now, the whole party had turned on the scene, kite looked around suddenly self conscious, she hated

being the centre of attention like this but the brat had deserved it.

“What was that about?” Williams asked her angrily.

She shrugged “if you had just given me my stuff none of that would have happened.”

Ise sighed, noticing the crowd that had gathered.

” Come” He simply said and went, she followed, happy that she had finally gotten through to him.

He didn’t say another word until they got to the car.

“You’re just trouble waiting to happen.” He said shaking his head.

“Your girlfriend started it.” She said defiantly.

“And you took it to a whole new level.” Opening the door he brought out everything and handed it all

36

 

over.

His phone began ringing. He answered it.

“Ola,wassup?…..umm, nope…kenny and…” He raised a brow and his eyes darted to her accusingly.

“What now?” She wondered knowing she’d done something again, if it was about her hurting his

obnoxious friend who’d been taking advantage of her then she wasn’t sorry or even guilty of doing any

wrong. She hoped the guy hurt like hell, she hoped he hurt so bad he had to get to the hospital.

He hung up.

“You were in Ola’s room?” He asked accusingly

“Yeah?” She frowned ” I didn’t find the restroom and I was pressed, it was the room I saw, so I went in.”

“Did you take anything of his there?”

The accusation hit her like a blow “What? No!”

“I don’t believe you. He can’t find a wrist watch, a very expensive watch. It was on the dresser, I don’t

believe you just walked past without taking it.”

“I swear to you I didn’t take it. I admit I did see about three wrist watches on the dresser but I didn’t take

it.” She told him, she’d admired them though and had even touched one but she hadn’t taken it.

” Maybe we should just let the police decide on this one? I did warn you, didn’t I? One more stealing

incident and it’s the police for you.”

“I’m telling you the truth!” She would be damned if she was going to be arrested for something she knew

nothing about. “Okay look, you seized my bag, where would I put the watch?” She let the bags in her

hand drop and lifted up her hands. If she had a wrist watch on her, it would bulge in the pocket of her

tight jean skirt. She turned around for him to see she didn’t have it on her.

He looked her over and was about saying something when the phone rang again. He answered it, his

eyes still on her.

“Yeah?…okay, good.” He hung up and then addressed her “he’s found it. You’re off the hook.”

“I’m off the hook? I’m off the hook? That’s all you’ll say?”

“What should I say?”

“No ‘I’m sorry for accusing you falsely’? Or please…..”Her own phone began ringing, what was with these

damn phones? “One moment,” she told him bringing it out.

Checking the screen, she saw it was her immediate younger brother Stanley “yes, Stanley?”

“Sis where have you been? I’ve been calling your phone for the past two hours!”

“Why, what is it?” She was getting scared now, there was obviously a problem from the tone of his voice.

Her mind went to a million things at once. Was their mother okay? Or was it Dafe?

“Kite, it’s mum! She’s in a coma.”

“Mum…?” She whispered feeling faint suddenly, she leaned on Ise’s car for support as Stanley broke the

news to her. “Yes, she lost consciousness this evening!” He repeated.

*****