A rope around his neck.

      Same. 

~Dare Ofegu~

"No, sit. There's nothing of quick importance."

The woman shot me a wild smile as she settled down in a couch, a position where she could hold both of us in her gaze. 

I knew her. It didn't take me forever to remember from where I met her. Twas when Samantha brought me to San Jose to meet some group of billionaire women. This woman was the same woman who had looked for me at the exclusive room of that building and almost raped me into being hers. The African Billionaire Woman.

I couldn't believe that Lara could had known her. On what occasion? How did they meet? I wasn't sure. 

"So, Lara."

I was nudged out of my thoughts as she continued with Lara who had quit looking at me. For the sake of professionalism. 

"How did you know him. Is he your boyfriend?"

She asked as Lara shook her head. 

"I wish he was, Aunty. But he isn't."

"Aunty?"

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