Derinsola's POV

I blinked repeatedly, examining where I was.

I was at the hotel room, definitely.

I definitely recognised this room but I hadn't remembered lodging in here, last night.

I sat up, trying hard to remember what had happened last night when I felt my head pounding hard, as I winced out in pain.

“Shit” I cussed, as I started to trace back my memories to where I had last been.

I caught sight of the invitation card beside me on and the memories of yesterday started flooding in.

I remembered how the only woman I had ever loved, visited my office and gave me an invitation to her wedding.

She was fucking getting married to a man.

And that man was not me.

The thought of this made my head throb even more.

I remember calling my best bud, to accompany me to a bar and drink our sorrows away.

He concluded we should just head to the club of this hotel, where I worked, because it was owned by my family and I remembered us having a few drinks.

After that, I was blank.

Completely blank.

What the hell happened, and how did I end up here?!

I dragged myself lazily out of bed as I went straight to the mirror to examine myself.

I was still dressed in my shirt and pants and I still had my shoes on.

Maybe I had just walked upstairs and slept off after getting super drunk.

I yawned tiredly, walking into the bathroom to wash up.

I freshened up and looked neat, before getting out in my underwear, making up my mind to put the clothes I had worn here back on.

I grabbed the shirt and the smell of alcohol engulfed me as I threw them back on the bed.

Shit, what do I do now?!

Thank God, my office was just a few floors away.

And I was sure I had some spare clothes up there.

I searched around frantically for my phone before finding it under the bed.

The first thing I saw on my phone was a message notification.

I wonder what this was about.

It was from the bank.

Giving me my account balance and the figures I could see made me stagger, almost making me go into brain shock.

Wwwwhat!

What the actual fuck?!

I didn't have a penny in my account.

And I remembered I had over 5 million there last night.

What the heck happened last night?!

In my bathrobe, I scurried out the room with my phone, inhaling and exhaling with difficulty as I was a step close to an heart attack..

I didn't understand what was going on.

I couldn't!!!

I blinked repeatedly trying hard to remember what had happened last night.

And an image flickered in my head.

A very beautiful image.

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Lola's POV

“Pick anything”I told them as I bounced my butt in a party mood.

Omo, I hit the freaking jackpot yesterday night.

“Wuuuuuuw!!” My best friend, Kosi cheered as she ran around the shopping mall.

I looked towards my sister who looked at me skeptically as she shook her head.

“Lola, can you tell me where you got this money from?!” She asked me as I chuckled, going over to pinch her little cheeks.

This small girl ehn!

“Aren't you too young to be worrying about where I got money from?! Spend and Enjoy. Bills on me. Don't worry, its not illegal” I assured her as I laughed, shaking her up as her face slowly broke into a smile.

Lies!

It was definitely illegal and if I am caught I would spend the rest of my youthful life in jail but she doesn't have to know that.

“Promise?!” She told me stretching out her pinky finger.

I hated lying to her. But right now, I couldn't afford to tell her the truth.

“Promise” I told her entangling my pinky with hers.

Her face formed a full blown smile as I grabbed her by the wrist pulling her deeper into the shopping mall.

I was willing to do anything for her.

She was my only reason to live, my only family.

She immediately pointed to a blue dress at the far end of the mall, as she dragged me towards the dress as I laughed.

“Slow down, ah. You want to fall me down?!” I asked her as she ignored me still heading for the dress.

I shot Kosi a playfully pleading look as she laughed, at my sisters sudden excitement.

My brain suddenly remembered events from yesterday as I couldn't help but feel sullen.

I was here with my sister celebrating after I had cruelly exploited that poor man, who was clearly blinded by heartbreak.

My sister grabbed the dress and showed me as I urged her to try it on.

I felt like a bad person but at the same time, I felt lucky.

I needed the money and I got it.

My sister, Fola walked out few minutes later as I was still flooded with guilt but the sight of her in the beautiful blue dress washed away my guilt.

Oh well, this life is about give and take.

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Derinsola's POV

“What?!” I asked as my brain tried to process what she just told me.

Damn it!

“Yes. You asked me to transfer that sum, sir. In fact I called you again to confirm it and you did” Rita told me as she nodded vehemently, assuring me that I had given these orders.

Shit, what do I do?!

I was confused as hell.

Where do I go to and who the hell is this strange foreign girl that keeps flashing in my head?!

I needed answers and fast.

“My guyyyy!!” I heard as I shot my head towards the familiar voice.

Yes, Kola!

He must definitely have answers.

“Don't 'my guyʼ me o. Wetin you do me yesterday?! I can't remember a thing” I asked him, switching languages as my head still felt wuzzy from the hangover.

Kola's face formed a naughty smile as he walked towards my office, signalling me to follow him.

That smile.

That smile definitely signified that a hot babe was involved.

But I could only remember the image of a white girl with the most beautiful dimples and this image surprisingly got my mind off my heartbreak situation.

“Guyy, you no remember anything, at all?!” He asked me as he closed the door behind us before giggling naughtily.

“Kola, what happened?! This is urgent” I asked with irritation laced in my voice.

“Chill jare!” Kola yelled with a frown before smiling again and sitting on my chair.

“Okay. You were acting all sappy and pathetic. So you wanted to clear you head, then we decided to come to the bar......” Kola started as I sat opposite him, and listening to him attentively.

~flashback~

“I can't just believe eeeeeeet...”I slurred as i felt the room spinning before gulping down another shot.

“Derin! You are irritating me” I heard him complain as I ignored it.

Today was all about me and my feelings.

I touched my chest and  could feel my shattered heart as I sniffled back some tears before pouring myself another shot.

“Dude. Just try to cool off. I'll just go talk to some ladies over there” Kola told me as he stood up, waving a bit before strutting off to the group of girls sitting at the far end of the bar.

“I hate you, Debbie” I  yelled out as I  downed another shot from the shot glass, slamming the glass against the table with a loud bang.

I could not believe she was getting married.

She had always been blind towards my  feelings for her and now, she had slipped completely away from my grasp.

“Fuck you!!” I muttered as I  grabbed the bottle and tried pouring it's content into the shot glass but it was empty.

I turned the bottle upside down, shaking it a bit to confirm if it was really empty.

I was too dizzy to conclude it was empty immediately.

I pulled himself up and dragged himself to the counter, knocking down a few tables and chairs on the way.

I reached the counter and placed the bottle on the counter top a bit too roughly as he pulled himself unto the tall chair in front of the counter top.

All attendants seemed to be preoccupied but I wasn't patient enough to wait.

“Hey! Hey!! Give me another bottle” I yelled slapping my palm against the counter top.

Hurry up! I needed it to forget Debbie.

“One minute, sir” He heard as he placed the back of his hand on his Jaws, waiting for his new bottle.

Debbie! Debbie why?!

“Whyyy?!” He cried out as he drunkenly slammed his fist on the table.

No one paid attention to me, they just continued what they were doing.

“One glass of whiskey please. Mix it up a bit” I heard a particular feminine voice who happened to be beside me.

I slowly turned my head towards the sound of her voice as I was completely taken aback by the sight.

Debbie?!

“Debbie!” He called out grabbing her hand as the lady stared at him in confusion.

“Debbie. Please don't marry that guy. I love you” He cried out, pulling her in forcefully for a hug.

“Who the fuck are you?! Let me go” I heard as she struggled out of my firm hold.

“Sorry, ma'am . He is drunk” The bar attendant apologised to her as she pulled herself off me.

“It's fine” She told them curtly grabbing her purse and turning to walk away.

“Debbie, I swear I will do anything to make you happy. What do you want?! Money, love, anything” I muttered as I stared at her figure who seemed to now be interested in my words.

She walked back towards me, as she dropped her bag back on the counter an stared at me, brushing her hair towards her back.

“How about money?!” She asked me as she smiled mischievously and at that split second, I looked at her intently and noticed she looked a bit different.

She was extremely light skinned, like a foreigner, and she had natural hair that flowed down to her round hips.

She was beautiful.

Debbie was beautiful too.

She must be Debbie.

* end of flashback*

“Fuck!!” I yelled as I slammed my fist unto the table.

She was a darn conartist.

That stupid bitch was a conartist and she had taken advantage of me drunken state.

“Ehn. 5 milla?!” Kola asked me as I placed my palm on my forehead trying to rack my brain on what to do next.

Kola's mouth were agape as he stared at me in shock.

“Yes! Five freaking million” I repeated, trying to let my words sink into his head.

Kola slowly wrapped his arms around his head before exclaiming.

“Haewww!!” He let out as his eyes trailed me as I paced around angrily.

I couldn't believe it.

I was robbed.

“Are you sure it was that babe?! I saw her o. This girl is fine and sexy as fuck. Plus she be oyinbo, no be naija babe o” Kola asked me trying to confirm his doubts.

See this guy o!

“Them dey write 419 for head?! She is the one. I am so sure.”I confirmed my claims as I thought of how u could track this bitch down and put her behind bars.

“Did you track down the account number, for a name or something?!” Kola asked me as I shook my head in response.

“Rita said it was a foreign account. This seems like a freaking dead end, guy!” I replied, plunging unto the chair again and lowering my head unto the table.

She is smart, very smart!

But I am definitely smarter.

I would not let her get away with this.

I definitely won't!!

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Author's Note

Heyyyy,

This is the first chapter of Swindled by Him. I know the title seems a bit misleading but......

I don't have anything to say regarding that🏃‍♀️😂🤝

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