My mom and I were dressed in robes getting our nails done. We were in one of the extra bedrooms getting pampered and gossiping while drinking some fresh juice. My mom hated alcohol as much as I did. I didn't actually hate it, I just disliked the taste. It was the reason why my grandpa hid his drinking habits from my mom. She had been trying to get him to stop for years but had been unsuccessful. I knew it was wrong to bring him alcohol when my mom forbid it but I just couldn't help myself. I liked spoiling the old man once in a while.

My braids had been undone and my hair dyed again with pink and purple highlights. I had never tried such a combination before and I had to admit that I loved them. My nails were currently being done and I asked them to surprise me. I couldn't see what what they had chosen yet because I had a facemask on with cucumber slices on my eyes.

"So darling how are the girls?" My mom asked.

"They are all good. Kim turned twenty five a few weeks ago and we celebrated together with the twins at the club." I explained.

"That must have been a fun evening." My mom commented and my thoughts drifted off to when I met David.

It had been the first time I had ever seen someone so perfect. The evening had been fun alright especially when it ended. The bruises had been so worth it.

"Yes mom it was fun." I replied with a smile on my lips.

It went silent for a while as both my mother and I got lost in our own thoughts. My mind drifted off to a conversation David and I had on the phone when I had been away for the work trip.

"So Tiny. I know you're loaded and all with your own company so how come you're not like one of those bosses who walks around with three assistants and a train of bodyguards?" He asked when I told him where I was and what I would be doing for two weeks.

"Is that your way of telling me that I'm humble?" I replied teasing him and he chuckled.

"Don't make me doubt you. Just answer the question." He said.

"Well I am the owner of the company and the CEO but I didn't want to be one of those people you've described. I realized since I was a child that it was impossible to stay out of the spotlight considering who my grandfather was. So as soon as I got my own company I built a name for myself but stayed out of the spotlight most of the time. I like working but I love designing even more which wouldn't be possible if I was working 24/7 so I have my employees do what I can't. Mostly my COO handles everything while I can just be me. I'm still a good boss though but I don't think you want to meet the business side of me. She can be quite scary." I summarized.

There was a lot to stay about how I run my company but I didn't want it to seem as if I was giving a lecture.

"Maybe I would like to meet bossy Tiny one day." David joked and I laughed.

"Stop by the company when I'm around and you'll see for yourself." I replied.

"Maybe I will." He replied and a part of me wished he would actually do that.

It would be fun sharing another part of myself with him.

"I have another question." He requested.

"Shoot."

"It must be pretty hard being so young, having your own company and being in a world where the male gender is considered to dominate. How do you handle that?" He asked.

"This seems like an interview now. You sound like a reporter. Oh My God. Are you an undercover journalist here to dig dirt on me? " I asked whispering the last part.

I was just joking because if David was a reporter then he was either very good at his job or really terrible.

"What if I am?" He replied.

"If you are then I'll answer your question and you can never contact me again." In replied in a serious tone.

"Ever since I was young I've been around people who run their own companies. My grandfather groomed my mother to take over the company and my mother groomed me. It's like a tradition. By the time I was done with university I knew all the big names in the business world and how to manipulate people into doing what I wanted. I had been trained to know my worth as a woman in power. My mother wanted me to take over the business but I wanted to do something of my own thus Imperial designs was born. I don't need to have a dick to make it in society. I'm young yes but my age doesn't account for anything. I'm a female who is good at what she does so if anyone has a problem with that they can shove it up their ass because I don't care." I explained.

I heard claps on David's side and I smiled "I think I just got a glimpse of your business side. You were right, it is scary. Now go back to being goofy and annoying. That I can handle." He said and I laughed.

"I am not annoying. Maybe at times but you can't call a lady annoying." I retorted.

"Anyway Tiny you should be proud of what you have achieved. It's definitely an inspiration to a lot of people especially girls who want to make it in this male dominated world." He praised and I glowed.

"Thanks David." I replied smiling.

Just then George walked into my hotel room telling me I was needed outside and I had to leave.

"I gotta go David. One of my many assistants just came to inform me I have a meeting in the next five minutes." I said jokingly and he laughed.

"Later Tiny. Go show them whose boss." He replied.

"Talk later David. Take care." I said before hanging up and following George who was giving me questioning looks out of the room.

David had been curious that day about what I did and I was glad he was becoming more free with me as the days went by. I had to see him as soon as I got back to the city. I had missed him. People might say I was weird going after a guy but I didn't care. I was a strong independent woman and when I saw something that I wanted, I went after it. At the moment I wanted David to be mine more than I had ever wanted anything else and he was going to be. I just had to play all my cards right. I was already on a winning streak and I wasn't going to stop.

"Mom can I ask you something? Please be honest." I requested.

"Sure honey, ask me anything. You know I would never lie to you." She replied.

I took off the cucumber in my eyes and turned to look at her. She was already looking at me expectantly.

"Let's say hypothetically I fall in love with someone who isn't of the same social class. He isn't rich,doesn't have a huge inheritance, a huge house or many cars. Would you approve of our relationship?" I asked.

My mother's eyes immediately lit up on the mention of falling in love. It was no secret that my mother really wanted me to get married and give her grandchildren. I just hadn't met the right person before but now that I had, I wanted to make sure that my mom would approve.

"I don't think that's a hypothetical question" She replied smiling knowingly at me.

I groaned "Mom please just answer the question."

"We'll get back to that but let me answer you first. I'm disappointed that you think of me as such a materialistic person.."She started but I cut her off.

"It's not that mom you've just always wanted me to get married and have kids. I didn't want to disappoint you by bringing you someone you don't approve of..." She held up her hand to silence me.

"You didn't let me finish. But I understand your fear. Most mom's nowadays have set goals on their future son in laws but I don't want to be that kind of mom. I want to you choose someone who makes you happy, who supports your dreams and most of all treats you like a queen. It doesn't matter if he's rich or not. None of that matters. Money can never buy love or happiness. Your dad wasn't rich either when I met him. He was just an orphan straight out of college trying to build his life. I supported him and we built our life together." She expressed and I had to hold back my tears.

My mom didn't speak much about my dad but when she did it was with a fond smile and sad eyes. They were soulmates and I knew my mom would never move on.

"What about grandpa?" I asked a little worried.

My mom took my free hand in hers and gave me an encouraging squeeze

"He accepted your dad so I'm sure he will be accepting of whoever you introduce too." She consoled and I felt a little relieved.

"Thanks mom I really needed to hear that."

"Your welcome darling. So when am I meeting this hypothetical man of yours?" She asked smiling at me.

"Don't give me that look. Soon maybe, we're still in the early stages of the relationship. I mean we don't even have a label yet." I replied with a sad smile.

"Be patient with him. It's not easy dating someone who is more successful than you especially in your situation since you're a woman." She explained.

"So your saying that David is intimidated by my wealth and status?" I asked.

"So that's his name. David. Nice."She grinned.

"Mooom..."I whined.

"Sorry honey I'm just excited. You've never had a boyfriend before but yes that maybe the case. Give him time and show him there's more to you than the money and fame." She advised.

I nodded "I'll try mom."

"David huh? Like in the Bible. A king who was strong....."

"Mom if you don't stop I'm leaving." I threatened.

She smiled cheekily at me again before putting the cucumber back on her eyes.

"I may not say it but I will think it." She said with a smile.

"You are impossible you know that." I replied before mimicking her as I relaxed back on my seat.

I wasn't worried about the people in the room with us spilling out private conversation to the public. We had been hiring them for years and they knew better than to expose our daily lives to the rest of the world. My grandpa had also made them sign NDA's. That man was very protective of his family.

Later I sat with my family as we had supper talking about our day and anything else that came to mind. My nails looked really nice and long painted in a baby pink shade with a different design on each nail. My mom got hers done in a pale yellow and her hair was done into a beautiful goddess braid. She looked amazing as always. It had been good to let myself loose for a day and be pampered.

"So what's this I hear about you having a boyfriend?" My grandpa asked out of the blue.

A series of events happened after he asked that that made me feel as I was in a movie. Ken knocked over his glass of water, thankfully it was almost empty so it didn't spill much. Caleb slightly chocked on his meat but one slap on the back from Ken and he was okay. My mom looked like a deer caught in headlights and I dropped the salt shaker I was passing to Ken in the bowl of soup. My grandfather on the other hand looked as relaxed as ever.

"Mom how could you?" I asked when I got back my senses.

"I'm sorry I was too excited." She replied and I scoffed.

I had trusted her. It was to stay between us until I was sure and now the whole Kwamboka family knew of my business. I just hoped my grandfather wouldn't get all protective.

"You have a boyfriend?" Ken asked shocked.

"I always thought you were gay." Caleb commented.

"Caleb!" My mother admonished.

"What? She's twenty four and has never brought anyone home or posted a picture of her with a guy unless it's a business associate. I had to make my own assumptions." He explained and I laughed.

"I am not gay Caleb and grandpa he is not my boyfriend. Not yet at least. He's just someone I'm interested in at the moment." I explained.

"So when can I meet him?" Grandpa asked.

"Did you hear anything I just said? It's been barely a month since I met him and you want me to tell him that my tycoon grandfather wants to meet him?" I asked.

"Not in those exact word but yes." He replied nonchalantly.

"You guys are not meeting him yet." I said.

"Why is he ugly?" Ken asked.

"Does he have three eyes?" Caleb asked too.

I gave them dirty looks"No he's not ugly and has two normal eyes."

"In two weeks we're having the companies annual gala and I expect you to bring him." My grandpa demanded.

I stared at him shocked, it's as if he couldn't hear a single word I was saying.

"Hey what about me? I've always been her date." Caleb whined.

"You can bring your brother." Grandpa replied in his no nonsense tone and we knew that matter was done and settled.

Caleb and Ken stared each other down before they shivered as if disgusted with each other before looking away. I glared at my mom who was silent through this whole ordeal. She gave me an apologetic smile but it would not fix my problem.

I decided then that I had to leave as soon as possible before I said anything else to my mom and she spilled the beans to my grandpa. I also had to figure a way to convince David to accompany me to the gala. Why did I think that I could go home for a few days and leave unscathed? I must have been dreaming and it was now time to wake up.

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