"Prince, you are definitely a workaholic. Won't you do anything else? Spare that laptop. I'm sure it's tired," I said and crossed my arms over my chest.

Prince glanced at me. His lips tipped up in a small smile and his attention was back to his laptop. His fingers gracefully but swiftly tapped on the keyboard, leaving a beat to echo in the room.

I was still in Prince's room after we had successfully gotten into his house. I lay on his bed, my back resting on his headboard. Prince's room was large. He had said his mom picked out his design when he was building the house.

It was painted dark blue. He had a king size bed, a large mirror beside the walk-in wardrobe. His room was spacious. He also had a leather desk and a swivel chair. That's where he has been when he got into his room. He has been on his laptop, printing documents and just doing office work. He isn't even talking to me and right now, I'm bored. When I peeped into Prince's walk-in wardrobe, it looked like a mini mall. He had a lot of suit of different colors, pattern and design. I was baffled. That's not all, his bathroom is like my dream bathroom. His bathtub is so big. Someone could relax there in a soapy water. According to him, it was the latest jacuzzi. His bathroom was big that's why it also had space for a showerbath with glass door around it.

I felt tempted to bath there but I had to resist. Still sitting on the bed, I scrolled through my social media and groaned. I needed to get Prince to do something with me. He can't just allow his guest and his girlfriend to suffer of boredom. I wouldn't allow that.

I hopped out of his large bed, strolled to where he was sitting and stood behind him. I gently tapped his shoulder till he turned his gaze to me.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Stand up!"

He lifted a brow at me.

"Just stand up!"

He hesitated but rose to his feet. Standing behind him, I helped him take off his suit.

"Since I'm your girlfriend. You must sacrifice your time and you must definitely tone down on your workaholic life"

He was silent with his eyes fixed on me. I didn't make eye contact but just hung his suit on his seat and began to work my way through his tie.

"Get a life, dude! You are so boring," I added and smirked. "So as your guest, you need to entertain me". I took off his tie and took some steps backwards. "Go have your shower and we can think of a game to play for now. You need to loosen up. You are too uptight. If I worked like the way you do, I'll lose my sense. All work and no play makes Anita a dull girl"

He smiled at that and nodded. "Fine!"

"I'll go to your balcony so you can have your privacy. Do you have any game we can play?"

"Um..." he stroked his chin. "I think I have whot cards. I usually play that game with my brother".

"Okay! That will be alright. Go freshen up!" I waved my hand dismissively, picked my phone that was on the bed and made my way to the balcony. I sat on the wooden chair there and studied more about the medical field I was interested in.

A few minutes later, Prince walked up to me. When I looked up at him, my mouth dropped.

Did he do this on purpose? I asked myself as I unconsciously stared at his sexy abs.

My eyes traveled slowly down his broad chest with rock hard abs. I tried to pull my gaze away but the gleaming water droplet made him hot enough to melt glasses.

Gosh! His light brown skin is flawless.

"Anita, are you listening to me?" he asked.

I quickly dragged my gaze to his face and a mortified expression settled on my features. I narrowed my eyes at him. "Are you doing this on purpose? Trying to look sexy, huh?"

He rose a brow and then realization dawned on him. He brought a black shirt I didn't notice he was holding and slid it through his head and down his body. "Sorry! I just wanted to give you the cards".

My brows scrunched up. "I'm surprised you didn't brag about your good looks!"

"I don't brag. That's not how I do things. Beside I believe beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!"

"But I feel you still have a big ego"

"I'm a man. I do have a big ego," he smirked. "Do you want me to brag about my looks and flex my muscles?"

He waggled his brows and I just lightly punched his belly as I laughed.

"Seriously I think you are made of steel!" I told him as my knuckles ached from the little punch. "Are you ready to get you butt kicked in this game of whot?"

His chest rose as he let out a mocking laughter. "I'm sure you'll be the one crying in the end!"

"Challenge accepted, Mr Handsome. You'll see who will be crying in the end".

We went to his king-sized bed and both sat in the middle of it. The cards were stacked on the bed and I gave Prince the permission to shuffle the cards. He did and shared it among us.

"This is the market!" he pointed at the remaining cards he left and placed a single card between the both of us. "Let the game begin".

I decided to act overconfident so that Prince would feel challenged and would want to play the cards with me. I wanted him to forget his work for now.

I was playing well. Really well. When I had my last card and it was 5 star. I began to pray Prince will play a card that would be a star. Instead he played a 20 whot card and voiced, "I need circle!"

I frowned and he smirked. I went to the market four times and I never had a circle. Prince changed the card to triangle when he played a card that had the same number. His smile spread across his face and he said, "Last card! Check up! I won, sweetheart!"

I didn't hid my frown. I just glared at him. "I almost won"

"But you didn't!" he taunted. "Don't cry, my angel. Just suck it in like a big girl".

I clenched my fist and through gritted teeth, I sneered, "Let's have a rematch!"

"Okay! If you want to be beaten again, who am I to stop you?" he shrugged and sent an innocent smile at me.

I pinched his arm and stuck my tongue at him. He froze and rose a brow. That's when I realized the childish act I just did.

"Don't blame me," I shrugged. "My sister, Naomi always does this when I beat her in any game. I think I've learned that from her".

He chuckled and shuffled the cards again. The second game went too fast for me to understand. For a moment, I felt like I would win and then a wrong move from me made Prince exclaim, "Last card! Check up! I won".

I paused, sucked in a deep breath and asked, "What the hell? How are you so good?"

"I'm the kind of guy that strategies. I play chess and whot game to improve my decision-making skills. It helps me in my business," he replied and stacked the cards. "Just have it in mind that you are playing with an expert". With this, he winked.

I rolled my eyes. "Rematch!" I yelled. We played again and he won. I couldn't hold it in and attacked him. I lightly slapped his arm though I wanted to fight him.

I never like to lose. It makes me angry. Whenever I played with my male friends, they always found joy mocking me. So to make myself feel better I like to attack them and playfully slap or punch them. It was always fun chasing them around.

However, the slaps I rained on him just made him laugh. He tossed his head backwards and his deep chuckle rumbled within his chest. He fell to the bed and I landed on his chest. I glared at him as he laughed his ass off. My hands was pressed against his chest so I could feel the vibration. "Rematch!" I yelled and went back to the cards. "This time I will shuffle. I'm sure you cheat whenever you share the cards".

He wiped his eyes and smiled, his white teeth gleaming.

I shuffled and this time I played with my best ability.

"This time, I will allow you to win," Prince told me.

"What? Don't even dare!" I snorted. "Play! I want to beat you fair and square".

He nodded but when he had his last card, he intentionally didn't play it and kept going to the market.

"I said play fair and square," I growled.

"That's what I'm doing"

I nodded and played. Soon, I found myself yelling, "Last card! Check up! In your face, Mister. I won".

His lips curved into a smile. "Congratulations but I won many times. This is just your first win"

I grumbled and lifted myself up to my feet. I was about to attack him but he ran out of the bed. "Where do you think you are going?"

"In your face, angel. I won four times. Four good times, baby!" he taunted. He was definitely enjoying my condition. Seeing me enraged seemed to amuse him.

I ran to the left to catch him but he would run to the right. When I moved to the right, he ran to the left.

"Are you kidding me, right now?" I yelled and wiggled my clenched fists in the air.

I won't lie. I'm enjoying this because when I catch Prince, I'll punch him hard. Thank Goodness he is so fit. He won't be hurt.

I was trying to outsmart him so I pretended to move to the right and he ran to the left. Swiftly, I got the left side of his room and hopped on him making us crash to the ground. "Yes! I caught you"

Before I could lay a finger on him, someone slammed his/her fist on the door. The door vibrated as more hard punches hit it. I glanced at Prince who stared at his door, shocked.

"Open the door, Prince. I want to see that bitch with my own eyes!" A woman yelled from the other end of the door.

"Who is it?" I whispered.

"Amarachi!"

"Open the door. I want to see her. I want to see the drama she wants to act out. This will be fun," I mumbled. He rose to his feet amd unlocked the door.

Eyes flashed with pure anger rested on Prince and then, met mine. I rose from the ground and sent an equally fierce glare at her. In a twinkle of an eye, she ran to me and a hard slap kissed my cheek. My face turned to the side and I placed my palm on my cheek.

Wow! She actually dared. Well I asked for drama and I should definitely put on a good show.

Whatever angry glare she sent to me could not be compared to my eyes that blazed like a fiery fire. I looked at her and my lips quirked up. Okay! Let's give her a taste of her own medicine.

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