Yeah, today was the day, yay! I'm going to clean my room. I took a long glance at my room, and I knew that I had a lot of work to do. I took off my nightwear and got into a pink bum short and blue tank top, I made sure all of my braids were neatly folded into my hair net. With that done, I smiled at myself.

I had woken up today with the most lively mood, I woke up quite early and even swept the whole house, hurray! Now that my mum has left for shop since she had no need to be at work today, I'm taking a day off my phone, I'm going to do all the needful in my room, isn't that amazing.

I unplugged my Mp3 player and connected it to my phone, I played the songs from my favorite playlist, and Ritmo by Jbalvin burst out. Whoo, I danced and jived over to my laundry basket, I emptied the clothes out of the two baskets and dumped everything in front of my bathroom. I was about sitting down to get to washing when I heard a loud knock on my room door, I huffed in annoyance, making my way to the door. This was what I hated. If I keep on getting disturbed, I might end up getting tired of washing the damn clothes.

I yanked the door open and glared at the annoying fellow looking down at me, "What do you want?"

"I just came to let you know that I will be going to a friend's house," Samuel said.

"What friend?" I asked. Oh don't think I'm been nosy, peering down at me is my only brother, and he isn't exactly the most friendly type, so if he has any friend he is going to visit I need to who it is. And lately, there has been several news of kidnapping, and I'm not ready to take any such risks.

"It's Joshua."

"That tall lanky boy, or should I say man? Why don't you ever move with people in your age bracket?" I asked, my voice rising a little. Right now, I wasn't just talking about Joshua, I was also indirectly talking about Ademide.

He rolled his eyes at me. If not for the amazing song that was playing, I might have actually hit him hard.

"How is that any of your business?"

"Because I see nothing good that they have impacted in you." This was the issue. If he was going to move with people older than even me, his elder sister, then they should actually help in widening his knowledge of right things, not narrow it. This Joshua dude, I really don't think there is anything Samuel can learn from him.

"What do you know? Ade is twenty-three, but where he has been, believe me, people older than him haven't been there. You really have no idea of how much he has impacted me," He boasted. I took in the fact that Ademide was twenty three, I made a mental note that he was four years older than me, not bad. I also wondered if he had gone to work or not, I didn't see him this morning. He must have definitely gone to work. I decided to take my silly mind off Ademide and concentrate on the issue at hand.

I scoffed loudly, "And who is talking about Ademide here? What has Joshua impacted in you?"

"Look, I only came to let you know. Why the interview?" He asked with anger. He has definitely grown wings. This boy might end up beating me one day.

"You know what, go. I don't even need your presence here." I closed the door in his face and then yank it open again, "get back here."

"What again?" He said, turning back on his heels.

I walked to my bed and got my phone, then I handed it to him, "Type in Joshua's contact here."

"Why?" He asked in annoyance.

"So I can know who to call if you happen to get missing."

He took the phone grudgingly and typed in the number. Once he was done, I collected my phone and saved the contact as a tall, lanky boy. Don't mind me, I have a lot of Joshua on my contact list.

"Have fun," I called out to him before closing my door.

I returned to my laundry, and after that I got no disturbance, it was just me and my clothes, and then good music.

By the time I was done doing the laundry it was past noon, I smiled at the two empty baskets in front of me and decided that the next thing to do was arrange the clothes in my closet. I marched to my closet and started throwing out everything in there, once all my clothes were out I glanced at the pile of clothes on the floor and started thinking of what part of my closet they should be. After much deliberation, I realized that the arranging of my closet wasn't a job for today. It was too hectic, so me been me dumped everything back into the closet. I will just arrange it when the clothes I washed today dry up, or maybe never.

I looked around my room again, and the next thing to do was to place all my books in their rightful position, on the bookshelf. I arranged my school textbooks at the last part and got busy arranging my novels. Now, this was where the real work was. I didn't know if I should arrange them according to their genres or Authors. Finally, I came up with the bright idea of arranging it according to their authors.

I was finally able to make my room look more liveable some minutes after, I smiled proudly at my neatly arranged bookshelf, the joy I felt was new. I glanced at my room again, and it looked so different, I got a broom after this and swept it, and then after that, I mopped. Now, this was the room of Mary Adenaike, also known as Mary Aden. Yay, I felt like a proud mother.

I later danced into my bathroom and took my bath. After this, I put on a blue romper simply because it was the first thing my eyes came across. I took off my hair net and did the next thing any other human would do, I started dancing. To make it all the more fun my best song started playing, I picked up a hairbrush from my dressing table and walked over to my mirror to show off my rockstar skills. With my makeshift mic in hand, I sang and danced to Boy With Love by BTS. Actually, I was more like acting out the lyrics.

When the chorus came on, I quickly dropped the brush and tried my best at doing the dance, and if you must know, I did woefully well. If only I was Jason Derulo's daughter.

"Bravo, I never knew you were a secret popstar."

I stumbled about, looking around me, while trying to steady my erratic heart. I felt fear creep up my skin before I turned to face the direction the voice came from, my door actually. And standing there shirtless in nothing but shorts looking all hot and sexy was none other than our very own Adonis.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you go to work?" I asked between gasps.

"I was having a peaceful sleep in my room when I heard the mini concert going on in here, so I thought I would come give you my vote of confidence for your obviously failing music career. I will advise you to just stick to writing," he said, closing my door and walking into my room like he owned it. He sat himself on my bed with folded arms.

I tried to ignore his words even though it kinda hurt. Imagine me thinking that I was a superb singer, I was even planning on going for Xfactor. Well, it's better that I was ripped off by Ademide, not Simon Cowell.

"What are we celebrating?" He asked, with a gorgeous smile on that devilishly handsome face of his.

"I just cleaned my room!" I squealed.

He looked around my room, taking in everything, and then he looked up at me with a smile full of pride. "It kinda looks like a human habitat now."

"Meaning it was looking like an animal habitat before, right?" I said with anger, folding my arms.

He gave me a look of frustration before saying, "Don't put words into my mouth short screamer." He scanned my room with his eyes again, before his eyes finally landed on my closet, the three doors were wide open, it just wouldn't close. "Why didn't you arrange your closet?"

"You see, Adonis, that is a job for another day." I slumped onto the bed beside him, I listened carefully as Jason Derulo's voice soothed me. "If I arrange it now, it's going to end up scattered tomorrow morning, so what's the use?"

"That is because you aren't doing it the right way." He stood up and walked over to my closet, I watched him with keen eyes wondering what he was up to. Then he pulled out the clothes from the closet, one after the other, flexing his muscles lightly, like, Won't this guy just put on a shirt?

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, sitting up on my bed.

"Arranging...what does it look like?" He said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Is that the only sentence that exists in your vocabulary?" I mocked.

"Yes...what does it seem like, Mrs writer?" He said, staring down at the pile of clothes on the floor. Now this was it. This is where he will be forced to stop.

"You are one infuriating dude," I said. I moved back and rested my back on the wall, staring at him as he picked one clothe after the other, giving them a scrutinizing look.

"You could just put aside clothes you don't really wear in one closet, while the ones you know you love wearing in another. I think that should save you the stress of pouring out your clothes every morning." He stared at me pointedly as he said this.

"That is where the problem lies," I said, throwing my hands up. "I don't know what I like wearing, I might say I don't like a particular clothes and tomorrow morning that is what I would want to wear."

He placed a finger under his chin. It was actually funny that he was seriously thinking about the state of my closet while I don't care.

"Well, I know what to do." He turned towards my clothes and started folding them and arranging. He brought out all the hangers in my first closet and placed my gowns on each of them. He did all this neatly while I sat on my bed, ogling his perfect body like the pervert I am. After several minutes, I got bored watching him and just brought out my phone. It turns out my off day was over.

I tapped on my wattpad app and logged on to my orange land. This was the best part of my day. I laid back on my bed, phone in hand. With the music playing I decided it would be best to just catch up on my favorite books, and I was glad to find out that my Dannie had updated more than five chapters on Bello Sisters, so I got busy reading. Soon , I found myself in the imaginary Bello Mansion, watching all the drama unfold between the four sisters.

I was so engrossed in this, so the shock was overwhelming when I felt something drop on my body, I sat up quickly to see Ademide staring down at me with the most cunning smile ever. Then he pointed to what he had dropped on my laps, I looked down to behold my worst nightmare. On my lap sat the two underwear that I've even forgotten I owned, there were two lingerie sitting on my lap, one black and the other bloody red. They were so tiny and revealing that I almost saw no reason in wearing them. They were actually a gift from my very stubborn friend Stella, damn, she never listens.

"What is this for?" I asked, trying hard to hide the fact that I was totally embarrassed.

"What do you say about modeling these two designs for me? My short screamer?" He asked with a very seductive smile that actually had me drooling.

"That's it, leave my room!" I said, pointing at my door.

"Well, I'm not done arranging," he said in a more serious tone. I looked over to my closet, and surprisingly, my clothes were sitting neatly in it. Some were hanged, while the others were folded neatly. He had kept my jeans in one part, then my shirts at another part, and several other clothes, he arranged them so well that I definitely wouldn't have any issue finding clothes to wear.

"Looks like you're done to me, now out!" I yelled, standing up and pointing at my door.

"Why be like this?" He asked with an eye roll. Like an actual eye roll, Ademide rolled his eyes, and he looked so cute. But all the same, he left my room.

Once he was out, I looked at the two implicating underwear with a smile, I realized that I had never actually worn it since it was given to me. So, I decided that I would try it out.

I got out of my romper and slowly put on the red lingerie. Once I had hooked it in place I stared at my reflection, damn, I must say I'm fucking sexy. The cups of the lingerie were red and lined with black threads, it had a tiny strap for a hand, and the tiny strap stretched further down my belly button joining with the panties. The panties was so tiny, but it was damn right sexy, my waist beads sat on my waist was giving the whole look a sort of effect I had never thought about.

"I'm really sexy," I said to my reflection with a proud smile on my face.

"Damn right sexy."

I turned sharply at the voice to see Ademide staring at me from the door, my legs got glued to the spot, I couldn't even do anything to cover myself up. I just stood there watching him stare blatantly at me, while the words he said replayed in my head.

Damn right sexy.

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