After my lunch with Prince, he actually credited my account. We had agreeed on five thousand naira when we were making the deal through our chat that time but now, he credited my account with ten thousand naira.

"I love your generosity, Prince!" I replied as I stared at the bank alert on my phone.

"Aren't you meant to love the person and not the generosity?"

I laughed out. "Leave me jor! I just love your generosity. Forget about the person," I rose to my feet. "I've got to go to the hospital now. Take care of yourself. Goodbye".

He smiled with his dented cheeks and said, "Save lives, my angel".

I chuckled. "Sure! That's what I love to do".

I left the restaurant and headed straight to my hospital. Just when I got in, the receptionist said that the new doctor I will be working under wanted to see me.

I should be scared abi? You know, since I was rude to him. But nope! Savage Anita just bounced into his office.

That's right! I got into my scrub, wore my lab coat and bounced into his office.

I didn't even knock sef!

The weird toothy smile he sent to me made me wish I could vanish.

Eww! Old man, why are you smiling at me like that?

"Please come in!" he said politely.

Am I safe? What's with the nice behavior?

"Have a seat!" he added when he noticed I haven't moved an inch. "Don't worry! I just want to talk business with you".

"Talk! I will stand here"

"No! No! I don't want that. Please come and have a seat"

"I am fine here. Just talk. I don't have time. I have something important to do," I snarled.

I saw his lips twitch in anger but he still maintained his toothy smile. "Okay! I will go straight to the point".

"Alright!" I rolled my eyes.

"I'm interested in your body!"

I scoffed. "Adios!" I turned to leave but he growled and slammed his palm on his table.

"You are going nowhere! Do you want to finish your residency program? Do you want to be a surgeon in life? Then, be a good girl or say goodbye to your dreams. Just one bad report from me and your dreams will be crushed," the words rushed out of his mouth and he concluded with an evilly smirk.

I held my breathe and just watched as his smirk turned to a snicker.

"So which hotel do you prefer?" he asked me.

"Get prepared to lose your job!" I told him and walked away.

Do I have plans to make him lose his job? Nope! Do I know what to do now? Nope! The rich will always be in control. Power corrupts! Therefore....I am in big trouble.

I sighed and went to do my work for today. I assisted a surgeon in his operation and after that, the patient was free from danger. Little did I know that, Mr Kunle, the shameless doctor had evil plans for me. Something had gone wrong with the oxygen mask and tubes of the patient. He almost lost his life. The worst of it was that the last person to touch it was actually me but when I left there it was working perfectly.

I don't understand what's going on though but I can say that someone just framed me.

The family of the patient were so angry and accused me of not knowing my job. The whole hospital was in chaos and the head of the departments said I should leave the hospital till further notice.

So I just want to say my day ended back and I lost my job. My dream of being a surgeon is about to be crushed.

Why do I have a sharp mouth? I could have just pretended to like the man while plotting my escape. Should I regret my decision? I just don't know.

I was too sad to go home so I sat at a bus stop for hours. My phone rang and I was so reluctant to check the caller ID. I bit my lips and just stared at the busy life around me.

I just need a few hours to power up myself. Then, I will be back to my strong independent woman mood. Till then, I shall stay depressed.

My phone kept ringing and I growled in frustration. It was already to seven in the night and the sun was setting.

I ignored the call again.

So I can't just find peace eh? Lemme just be sad. I'm sure if I pick that call, I'll vent my anger on the caller. I don't want to do that.

My phone rang again and I didn't even look at the caller ID. I just picked the call, brought my phone to my lips and began to yell. "Why are you calling? Isn't it obvious I am ignoring your calls? What is wrong with everyone sef! See eh...I am not in the mood for nonsense. The way I am right now, I'm just a ticking bomb ready to erupt. I just had a bad day. If you know what is good for you, don't call again. I'm not in any chatty mood. You got that or are you deaf?"

I sucked in a deep breath and glared at the strangers looking at me.

"So if it was the president calling you, this is how you will talk," the caller said and my brain processed who the caller was. That's when I noticed that caller ID, 'Idiot'.

Oh, Prince!

"What's wrong?" his voice was soaked with so much concern that I was offended.

I don't need pity in my life.

So I cut the call.

Get lost, Prince! Don't need pity.

He called again. I ignored and so he called five more times. I growled and slid the green icon across my phone screen to pick the call.

"Just tell me where you are"

"No!"

"Please, angel! Just tell me"

I rolled my eyes and told him my exact spot.

"I will be there soon. Don't move"

I sighed. "Whatever! You are so annoying. Don't call me again or I will switch my phone off".

"Sorry, boss lady!"

I almost smirked. I repeat almost but didn't. He terminated the call and I took my time to glare at all the men eying me lustfully.

I noticed two had summoned courage and walked to me. Before they could open their mouth, I scowled "Get out!"

"Ah! This is our bench too. We want to sit here," the darkest in complexion mumbled.

"Why is a beautiful woman like you sitting alone?" The other asked.

I just rolled my eyes and rose to leave. Then, I remembered Prince's instruction. I rolled my eyes and mumbled under my breathe, "I don't need his company right now. I want to be alone".

With this, I started my slow walk back home. My phone rang and I picked it knowing it would be Prince.

"Where are you?"

"I left. I'm going home on foot"

"But your house is far. You can't trek there"

"Bye!" I cut the call.

I can be frustrating when I am in a bad mood so he shouldn't worry about me or else he will be frustrated.

I was still walking when I heard a car horn behind me. I turned and I spotted Prince in the car. He signalled for me to stop moving but I ignored him. Instead of feeling happy to see him, I was angrier than usual.

I kept walking. My lips drew back in a snarl, my fists clenched and my jaw tightened. His car honked and surprisingly, he curved the car into my front. I stopped before I could collide with it. This made me angrier and I turned around to go back to the bus stop I was in earlier.

The street we were in had scarce cars moving. That's why Prince could leave his car at the side of the road and run after me.

So as crazy as this sound, I started running for no reason. God help me! I think I have lost my mind.

Prince was fast and caught up to me. He grasped my wrist and pulled me to the car.

"What's wrong with you, Angel?" he said, visibly worried. He looked into my eyes and suddenly, lifted me bridal style. "Let me take you home!"

I was going to refuse and put up a fight but his concerned and anxious look made me stop.

Why does he look genuinely worried about me? This is super weird! Since when did any man look genuinely worried about me? Since when did any man even care? My dad is the only man in my life that truly loves me and I cannot bear to lose him.

Prince gently sat me down in his car and clicked the seat belt. He planted a kiss on my forehead, he lifted my jaw so our eyes could meet and he said, "I'm here for you remember. Don't run away. If I can't fill perfectly as your boyfriend, I can fill in as a friend in your life. Okay?"

I silently nodded.

He shut the door and moved to the driver's seat. The urge to jump out was there but I didn't. I think I just wanted to explore how it felt for a stranger you just met to genuinely care. My heart and mind was curious.

When I was still silent during the ride, he took my hand and held it while he drove. Now, this just made me angry.

"Why are you holding my hands? I don't like pity," I grumbled.

"I know but I don't like seeing you like this. What happened? Please tell me"

I tried to pull my hand from his but he held on to me. I sighed and gasped through the window.

"Please tell me. What happened?"

I growled and narrated the whole thing that happened. Luckily, we got to my place so he parked at the front of my apartment and slammed his hand on the stirring wheel. "That jerk!" he yelled. I'm surprised to see he is angrier than I am. "We cannot keep quiet about this. I'm going to involve the police if I have too. I won't watch that man do this to you. Never!"

"But my career? He wants to ruin me"

Prince leaned closer to me. "You made the right decision, angel. You can't allow him use your body. As for your career, I will save it. I promise you that," he said in a firm voice. "Do you trust me?"

Now that's where the problem is. I don't trust easily.

He saw how silent I was and nodded. "Then...this will be my way of winning your trust".

I bit my bottom lip and stared at my knees. "So you will help me?"

"Yes! Now can you smile for me? Please! I don't want to see you sad again. It doesn't fit your face. I mean it," he whined like a baby.

"Abeg! I am not in the mood to smile," I hissed.

"Please!"

"No! Good night!" I freed myself from the seatbelt and hopped out of the car.

Just when I have climbed two steps up to my flat, my phone rang. I assumed it was Prince and just picked it.

"Hello," someone sobbed at the other end.

I checked the caller ID and it was an unknown number.

"Hello?" I asked softly.

"Anita, it is me. It is your mother".

I gasped. "Mom? What happened?"

"Yo....Y...Your....Your dad had an heart attack. He is finding it hard to breath with the oxygen mask and the doctors don't....don't...don't know what to do. He is still un....un....unconscious, Anita. I'm so scared. What should I do?" she bawled and sniffed in between her words.

With my firmest voice, I said "Mom, dad will be okay. I promise. I'll be on my way to the hospital. Just send the address. Everything will be okay. Don't forget. Dad is a fighter. He is a warrior and a brave man. Nothing will happen to him. I love you mom. Please calm down, okay?"

"Okay!" she sighed. "I will but please come soon. I need you here with me".

"Sure!" I said. I terminated the call, clamped my lips together, bent to my knees and did silent screams.

Dad, why? You can't do this to us. Please wake up? Today is officially my worst day ever.

My eyes welled with tears.

"Anita!" a disembodied voice called out. "You forget your bag......Wow! What happened?"

A hand gripped my arm and pulled me to my feet. The tears were already running down my cheek when I looked at Prince.

"My angel!" his voice came out weak and he pulled me into his arms. I rested my head on his chest, gripped his shirt and cried my eyes out. My tears were more of angry tears because I don't have money and I just lost my job. So how will I pay the hospital bills? Then, the other tears are the tears of fear that I might lose my dad.

God forbid! I don't pray for that to happen.

Prince stroked my back as I cried. I looked at him and whispered, "I need to see my dad".

He was confused but he said, "Sure! Where? Let's go now".

"He....He....He is in a hospital," I cried out and placed my head on his chest.

He was silent and rubbed my back. "Then, let's go now".

"The place is far from her," I whispered as I tried to catch my breathe.

"I have money. I have a car and I have fuel. What are we waiting for? Let's go," he said and carried me bridal style again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and shut my eyes as we went to the car.

We got in and the long ride began. I looked at Prince who seemed more concerned to get to the hospital on time than I was.

God bless this prince charming!

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