Derinsola's POV

“Nope! I don't have anything to do with you and Peter, lovely getting to know you.”She spoke as she pulled off her leather jacket, revealing the white armless crop top.

Peter and I both watched her walk away, clucking her heels as she found her way out  of the checking in area.

I glanced at Peter who looked back at me, still not uttering a word.

“I'll be back” I spoke as I left Peter hurrying towards Lola who was now out the building.

Honestly, seeing her again took me by complete surprise.

~flashback~

I hurriedly grabbed my phone as I looked back at the text Deborah sent.

She was here. We had a meeting together and we had scheduled it for tomorrow morning but I wonder what made her suddenly make it tonight.

I found my way out my office, towards the elevator and in no time, I was at the entrance of my hotel's well renowned bar.

As I walked into the bar, the first thing that caught my eye was Lola.

The image of Peter pulling out a chair for her, while she grinned widely at him, made me feel something inexplicable.

I didn't know if I was just so surprised to see her or the fact that I was surprised to see her with Peter, smiling.

Was she the date?

I never really took an interest in her but I was sure about the fact that she shouldn't be hanging around my friends like that.

She shouldn't ever think of having anything to do with them.

It's against bro code.

Yeah, it is.

Or was that what really annoyed me?

I had no idea.

She dressed casually and looked so freaking sexy in the baggy jean and jacket.

Her hair up in a donut and her usual light make up.

But most of all, the way she smiled widely fucking pissed me off.

With me, she always got angry or acted dramatic.

But here she was acting all cute with Peter.

My eyes snapped towards the entrance as I bit my lips at the sight of Deborah walking in through the other entrance and sighting them.

Well, shit!

Deborah had been kinda weird lately. Her constant effort to rekindle our friendship, which I tried to quench were obvious.

I decided to put some space between us, and put any feelings I had for her behind me but she tried to maintain close contact and made it harder for me.

Personally, I feel she realised what happened and is probably feeling sorry for me.

She never even believed the whole girlfriend story in her wedding, so I guess she sees it as an attempt to not feel pitiful.

The thought of this made me clench my fist as I watched Deborah point between them both, while they looked like they had been caught cheating.

I had to step in. And I had to do something.

First, I need Peter to know that Lola was off limits.

Not because of anything but our friendship. Clement had already been cut off because of Lola and things were only going to get complicated with her involved.

And, I need Deborah to realise I was really with Lola.

And maybe we could both get the space we need, and I would be able to let of all these lingering feelings I had for her.

And I knew what to do.

I walked towards them as I watched Peter stutter.

“Deborah, hey” I spoke as they all turned towards me as Lola's eyes held that of shock and surprise.

I worked here and basically own the place, what did she expect.

Deborah raised her hand to form a wave as I got to where the table they stood around.

I stopped beside Lola and felt her signature scent greet my nose as memories rushed back through my head.

I suddenly remembered the little kiss on the cheek and thought,

It was time to payback her little kiss.

After a few seconds, her face formed into that of irritation as I ignored that look then faced her.

“Hey babe” I spoke before placing both arms on her shoulders before bending slowly and pressing my lips against hers swiftly.

The feeling of her soft lips on mine sent some sparks down my spine as I felt the need to let my lips linger.

The widened eye expression on Lola's face as I pulled away right after, almost made me smile.

She immediately frowned after recovering from the shock as I noticed how she clenched her fist in anger and forced up a tight smile.

“Excuse us, Deborah. Let me see her out” I told her as Deborah nodded with a look of disbelief on her face as Lola immediately turned around, stomping out, without uttering another word.

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I caught up with her and stood in front of her with my arms crossed.

She immediately took in a deep breath and moved closer slapping me hard across the face.

Wowww!!

Wowww! I expected that but it stung hard.

“Because you once made me your fake girlfriend doesn't mean you can do whatever you want” She spoke with a glare as I slowly massaged my cheeks before looking back at her.

“Okay, I expected that” I spoke with a small winc as I felt a bit relieved by her hit.

She hissed before moving past me.

Wait, no!

“You already hit me for the kiss and I'm sorry about it, but can you at least listen to me?” I asked her as she still kept walking away, not sparing me a single glance.

Before I could call out to her, a cab stopped right in front of her and she immediately got in.

The cab drove off immediately as I stood there biting my lips and smiling crazily.

For some reason, I was glad I saw her again.

But I immediately recovered from my gladness when I remembered Deborah was still waiting for me to discuss our business together.

As I walked in, my mind thought back to what I had said.

'... can you at listen to me?ʼ

What exactly did I plan to say?

Hmmm, I wasn't quite sure.

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“I'll just head out. I'll see you later” He told me without sparing me a second glance as he nodded curtly as he stood up immediately walking away from out table.

What was up with him?

Deborah waved at him before looking back at me while my gaze went back to the tablet which contained our business deal.

“So, where do I sign?” I asked her looking towards her as she stared at me intently.

For a split second, I locked gaze with her which made my heart pick up its pace a bit.

These were the eyes I fell in love with.

And they were looking at me in the exact manner I wished it looked at me all those years.

I immediately snapped my gaze away as I cleared my throat awkwardly, staring back at the tablet.

What was I thinking?

She's fucking married.

“You are not really with Lola, are you?” She asked me as I frowned at her question in irritation.

Not this again.

I let out a frustrated sigh, before looking back at her.

“Deborah, please” I told her, urging her not to proceed with this topic.

“Derin, I know you so well. You can't lie to me. Just tell me, why you are doing this? Are mum and Dad pressuring you to get married?” She asked as I let out a chortle at her words.

I hated how she made me sound.

So, she could get married and I couldn't.

“I am not discussing my relationship with you” I told her as I stood up angrily, heading out the bar and straight for the elevator.

I walked into the elevator and pressed the G button, as I clenched my fist, trying to suppress my anger.

As the elevator door closed up, I saw Deborah hurriedly slip herself halfway through the door.

What the hell?

The door was could press against her.

I immediately grabbed her hand and yanked her into the elevator as she bumped straight into my chest, due to the whole unexpected pull.

The smell of her cologne engulfed me as I clenched my hands tighter into a fist, trying to restrain myself from doing something stupid.

We shouldn't be this close, in this elevator, all alone.

I immediately pulled away, stepping away from her.

“This is why you can't be in a relationship with Lola, Derin. You still love me!”

She spoke as I snapped my head towards her, in utter shock.

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Lola's POV

“What the hell?” I screamed in frustration as I stomped my feet dramatically on the floor.

I pulled out a pack of wet wipes from by bag as I took out a sheet and furiously wiped it against my lips.

Who does he think he is?

“Eww” I cringed as I tasted the wet wipe slip into my mouth before I angrily threw it against the floor giving it a small stomp before walking down my street.

“Lola!!” I heard as my head snapped towards the direction of Kosi's voice.

She ran towards me with her big shirt on and a bump short as I shot her an awful glare.

“You are back early, what happened?” She asked me as i stayed silent replaying the unexpected kiss in my head.

“Did you cause a scene again?” She asked as I stood there instead thinking of that dumb kiss.

“This is all your fault” I said in a low whisper as she looked at me in confusion.

Yes, it's her fault.

“Uhn?” She asked as I glared at her even harder.

“This is your faulttttt, Kosiii” I screamed as I slapped my palm against her back continuously while my head barely stayed still in anger.

“Owww.. Owww. What is?” She asked admist winces while I frustratedly shoved her away bolting into the house.

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“Here you go, sir” I spoke softly with a gentle smile as I dropped the cocktail drink on the table as the man nodded in gratitude.

I walked away from the man, towards the worker's entrance as I entered into the room and locked the door behind me.

It was 12pm on the dot, which means my night shift was done.

This place was opened 24/7. And today, I happened to be on the night shift.

It was safe though. They really protected the workers safety here and I am glad I don't have to be subjected to any harassment.

I heard my phone buzz as I pulled out of the back pocket of the jean lying on the chair.

“Hello!” I spoke into the phone as the male voice replied.

“Lola, I found another one. He's very good but he's pretty expensive” I heard as my eyes widened at this news.

“Really?” I asked as he replied immediately.

“Yeah. I'll send you the address of his office, now” He spoke as I sighed in relief as a smile found its way to my face.

“Thank you so much, Kachi” I told him sincerely as I could picture his smiling face.

“No worries, babe.”He told me as I chuckled before in hung up and hurriedly stripped off my clothes clumsily before pulling on my big shirt and jeans trousers.

I grabbed my bag and slipped my phone into it, before unlocking the door and walking out.

I waved my colleague goodbye before exiting the restaurant.

As I walked out the door, the feeling of fresh air hit my face and I couldn't help but smile widely.

I'm coming to get you dad.

Soon, we'll be together once again.

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Author's Note

Lmao, I know, unexpected update🙂🙂

But I've decided to change my updating schedule from twice a week to three times a week.

That is, Tuesday - Thursday - Saturday.

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