Her Christmas desire - Season 1 - Episode 4

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Her Christmas desire - Season 1 - Episode 4

A sharp pain struck Tamar in the heart as her youngest child said that, but she decided not to take her too seriously.

‘Thank you Elena for that compliment. I forgot to add that the King would be joining us to welcome your sister…’ she paused as she noticed confusion in Cassie’s eyes.

‘I don’t understand, is Yemi a king?’
Tamar laughed, ‘Not yet darling, he would be, once your sister agrees to marry him.’

Elena hissed loudly, ‘I would not be welcoming my sister then. I can’t stand you or that stupid King.’ She ascended the stairs immediately.

Cassie sighed and folded her arms across her chest, she couldn’t believe this was happening. It seemed like a freaking movie, only that it was taking place in her house.

‘Why didn’t you tell Eno about this? She believed she worked to hard and that was the reason she earned the “schorlarship,” you made a fool of everyone mother. Is this the reason you divorced dad?’Cassie wondered.

Tamar nodded, ‘Your father was a weakling, and I was always the only one taking decisions for the family. I have my flaws, but whenever I make use of my God given perfections, I do it for the good of everyone.’ She moved closer to Cass and placed a hand on her shoulder.

‘I know this is too much for you to ask, but I want you to help me convince your sister to marry the King.’ Tamar begged.

Cassandra looked away, she knew that would mean betraying sisterhood.

‘I can’t do that.’ She released her arms and shifted away from her mother.

‘Of course you can, please, help me.’

Tamar begged. She knew Eno was closer to Cassandra, and would do anything that her sister advised.

Cassandra stared into her mother’s eyes. She had to know just what exactly the woman was after. If her mother was telling the truth, then her sister would be in danger for not keeping to her own side of the agreement.

‘Only on one condition,’ Cassie raised a brow.

‘And that is?’ Tamar couldn’t wait to hear it.

Cassandra like her father had fallen in love with the business of Fashion Designing, to her mother’s utmost disappointment. Her father had the best of ideas, but he didn’t have anyone to fund them and so he became a tailor instead.

She wasn’t ready to let go of her dreams. Though she had been to the University, her first love was Fashion Designing and she had started her own brand which she named, “Sandra Hills.”

‘You are going to support my fashion designing dreams and you would introduce your rich friends to me.’ Cassie replied.

She knew Eno may never forgive her for what she was about doing, why not make the price for the betrayal worth it?

Tamar hadn’t expected that, ‘Is that all?’
‘Yes,’ Cassie nodded and Tamar shrugged, ‘Done.’

Cassie was about to ask more questions about the Lagos King when the door flew wide open and a tall man who was the handsomest creature she had ever set eyes on walked in dressed in pristine robes.

‘Oh my God,’ Mrs. Benjamin held her breath as she beheld the Majestic presence of the King.

‘Who is that?’ Cassie wasn’t comfortable with the angry scowl on the man’s face as he seemed like an angry person.

Tamar exhaled slowly, ‘King Adeyemi Adeola Lasisi.’

She found it difficult to pull her eyes away from the man that had taken a seat beside her. Her flight was going to be delayed by two hours and she would be stuck in the waiting area with this nosy stranger.

There was something familiar about his beady eyes, and the scar that travelled from his forehead to the end of his left brow. She felt like she had known this man her whole life, even though she was meeting him for the first time.

‘Excuse me?’ She pulled in a drag from her cig and blinked when he had threatened to take away the cigarette from her.

‘You heard me, smoking isn’t good for a lady.’ The guy replied in a teasing voice.
She snorted, ‘Balderdash! It is none of your business what I do with my life?’ She shifted away from him, angry at his misogynistic statement.

Eno knew it would be difficult to fit into the Nigerian Society after more than a decade of being away. Back in the States, she wasn’t judged for being a single lady and no one cared if she smoked or didn’t. Everyone was about their business, and she hardly interacted with her neighbors.

Obviously, from his accent and his mannerisms, the man beside her was Nigerian and his reasoning made her sick.

‘Okay, I am sorry if I came off wrong, but smoking is bad for the health regardless of gender. I know I am not supposed to be giving a grown woman lectures on how to take care of her body, but there is something about you…’ Sam trailed off as he felt his phone buzz.

‘Excuse me, I’d love to take this, it is important.’ He rose to his feet and abandoned the waiting room immediately for a less noisy place to take his call.

Eno sighed with relief at the exit of the ugly guy which she considered a nuisance. She quenched the fire of her cigarette and rose to her feet. She needed to flee this spot before he returned, because she had experience with such Nigerian guys before, and it never ended well.

They always asked for her phone number, which didn’t sit well with her. Eno was not ready to get hooked to any guy, her job was her lover and she wasn’t prepared to let go of her career on the altar of love.

Just in time, an announcement was made and she tilted her head closer to the speakers so she could hear it very well as the noise in the airport had tripled with the arrival of new flights.

Her heart thumped with excitement as she learned that her flight which was earlier delayed would leave in thirty minutes time.

‘Yes!’ She quickly grabbed her box, and hurried out of the waiting area.

She knew her family was waiting for her return, and she missed them too. She couldn’t wait to set eyes on her youngest sister Elena, who had been very little at the time of her relocation to America. She also missed Cassie, the sister she was closest too, and who understood everything about her.

Eno thought of her father, and how proud the man would be of her achievements. But the thought of her mother ruined her happy mood as she knew the woman wouldn’t let her rest when it came to the topic of marriage.

‘God help me,’ she licked her lips while moving over to the counter to have her things scrutinized by the officials.

‘Where are you Samuel?’ A croaky voice at the other end asked.

‘Iowa, I am sorry for the delay but gather the boys around. I just learned of a new development and we have to work together this time.’ Sam replied.

The man at the other end fell quiet, wondering just what it was Samuel OJonugwa had discovered this time.

‘Did you hear me Elvis? I need your support and that of the boys. We have to fight together for our community to avoid being exploited like the lands of the Niger Delta.’ He murmured.

Elvis was curious about this new discovery. ‘Can you just break the ice and tell me what you have found?’ He asked his best friend.

‘Have you wondered why the Deidre Geological Company has suddenly taken interest on our lands? The people living in those rocky slums have not gotten any attention from neither tier of government, and this company just comes up out of the blue. Think Elvis, think!’