Chapter Thirty Four of Ruthless 📸

The Brown's Party Part One

Tacha walked into the hall with her team. Her heavy chest cheating her from escaping the nervousness and fear that was building up on her face. This was supposed to be a party she should be excited to attend like the rest of her team beaming with joy. Smiles evident on their faces, and their mouths constantly in praises of the Brown. The Brown this. The Brown that. They carried them like small gods. Worshipping everything that has to do with them. Their mission was repeatedly taken in by Tacha. They wanted to see the Brown boys. They wanted to have massive fun. They wanted to dance till they can't feel their feet and flood their pictures and videos on their Whatsapp status and Instagram story. She envied them. She wanted to enjoy the party like them. No one was watching them anyways, unlike her. She took in a deep breath, but still, her mind was full of different thoughts.

Thoughts like being thrown out by Mrs. Brown whose eyes were filled with great delight, extremely beautiful in her dress, radiating nothing but happiness as she laughed repeatedly at the joke the mc cracked for them. Seeing her alone could change all that, and Tacha thought this woman was capable of doing so. Embarrass her, and made sure she was thrown out of her party.

Tacha's mind shifted away from Mrs Brown as she was embraced by the thoughts of being embarrassed by Kate. The small devil. She could never forget how her eyes kept watching her at the party they met the last time. It wasn't a friendly stare. She was just another woman in the Brown's family that cared for her brothers, and obviously spoilt. Thoughts of being ignored by Nathan also flooded Tacha's mind. She asked herself multiple times how she was going to do just that without having to steal quick glances at Nathan. The guy was handsome. He wasn't just a random guy you can try to ignore. His presence around her was something Tacha would have to avoid whether she liked it or not. It was for her own benefit.

Thoughts of feeling lonely and thoughts of what may happen was dug deep inside Tacha's chest. She could barely breathe. Her mind was not settled and Alfred saw that just by her response and looks. His hand slowly reached out for Tacha's hand, bringing her senses back to the hall.

"Are you okay?" A smile played on Alfred's cheeks, and immediately, he threw Tacha a quick wink, letting out a chuckle that lasted for few seconds. He playfully kissed one of Tacha's cheek and she grinned at him. She couldn't help smiling and successfully Alfred took her mind off her thoughts at the moment. Anyone would have thought they made a lovely couple as they made their way into the hall with their hands together, Tacha teased by Alfred before taking his seat.

Tacha couldn't count how many wealthy families seated in the hall with so much luxury on their necks, their tables, their wrists, and entire body. They were decorated in expensive things an average person would have to save before he or she could afford. She was envious of the small boys, little girls, young men, and ladies who sat around different tables constantly fed by their parents wealth. She could tell some came to show off and some came for the gist, while some for the fun. Every table was busy with food, drinks and gifts. The moment Tacha took in some ladies enjoying the best day of their lives, Tacha felt more confident. Kenny had picked the best dress for her.

If Tacha had taken a seat, she would have escaped the eyes gawking at her with lust and admiration for walking about in her sinful, mini fitted navy blue gown. Her curves sitting well and extremely obvious for men and even some women to stare at hoping it was theirs. Little of it wouldn't hurt too. Tacha was endowed and she knew it, intentionally dressing to kill for no goddamn reason but eventually looking hot. Steamy hot, causing some serious stares at her front view. Enough skin around her shoulder and chest area was to give out some cleavage but it turned out for a lady who had the size of her boobs, it called more than enough attention, getting some tongues salivating with dirty thoughts in their minds. Tacha walked in the room like it was hers to thread upon. She didn't know she was being watched, or may be she doesn't care this time. She wanted to be herself. Feel confident, and truly she was. Whatever it was causing, it wasn't her damn business. It was her body to rock anyways.

Tacha's high ponytail bounced when she threw her head to the back to laugh. She had saw the Brown's maids from afar. Mary taking some laugh out of her with her unserious and I don't care attitude. Tacha carefully shook her head. Mary was never going to change, but the truth was, she was good at making them laugh effortlessly.

Moving far behind the hall, Tacha's eyes roamed about the hall once again, this time, looking for the tall, sinfully handsome, dark chocolate skin man, whom she wanted to lay her eyes on and admire from afar the moment she walked in. He was the reason why her eyes couldn't stay in one direction. Why her mind was everywhere. Still, she wanted to have a glimpse of him, but he was nowhere everywhere her eyes glanced through.

Tacha slowly walked away from the hall area. The sound that once came out of her several times made her curious till her feet took her to the scene where she saw the dark lady's mouth parted, and gasped out moans that curled her mouth...continually like she was out of breath...yet desperately asking for more, her upper body spread out naked on the brown sofa shoving the guy's head underneath her long sequin gown. Tacha thought the Lady was oblivious of the world she was, seeing her eyes upturned and closed, holding the head underneath her in place at her centre. This was supposed to be a birthday party. Tacha thought. Not for lovers to exercise their inner desire.

The lady jerked with a sudden scream that made her body slumped from the torture she seemed to enjoy. Tacha took a step back. Her mind was starting to wander and immediately she understood this wasn't good for her to watch. Having a good view of what the lady looked like, Tacha expected the woman to caution her newly wedded husband and get away from the room before more and more people spotted them.

Turning around to move back to the hall area, Tacha paused when she heard the door closed behind her. She turned around and there was the familiar guy she once saw his picture. He licked his lips before biting his lower lip with a huge smile on his face, showing his extremely deep dimples as he drew in his breath at the sight of Tacha. He knew he was caught but that wasn't his concern at the moment. He bowed to Tacha, getting a 'do you know who I am'...from Tacha. He was too comfortable around her, too relaxed, and tried not to check her out when other men would have. Tacha raised her eyebrows for explanation. I know you, like... Almost everyone knows you, but do you know me?

He chuckled, his left hand slipping slowly into his left pocket. A boyish grin appeared on his face as he successfully brought out his phone, checking it.

Tacha saw the resemblance. He was just as tall as his brothers. A broad shoulder like his eldest brother. Three different kinds of gold chain seated on his neck, revealing part of his chest because he left the three buttons of his white shirt undone. He looked even more stylish and exhibit cockiness. He was clean shaved despite knowing how men loved to keep beards nowadays. Tacha thought he was too mature for someone who was only twenty two, and he could be nothing else but a player who looked more like someone  who had broken many girls' hearts at his age already. Two different piercing with tiny gold earrings sited on his two ears. Kind enough for people afar never to realise he had those piercing until they moved closer to him.

He finally brought his phone forward. "I needed this to not pass my boundary. Saw it while going through his phone and I'm proud to admit his obsession did worth it. He's gonna kill me if he got to know I went through his phone though. I hope you keep secret miss. This is now between us right." He grinned and Tacha had to agree he was the most handsome one among his brothers or may be very handsome seeing him face to face than in pictures. Those pictures didn't do justice to his fine structure, or may be he changed, and now he looked more matured, and quite respectful with his speech towards Tacha. Tacha couldn't help dropping her gaze back to the lady he was showing her. She reached for his phone and stared down at herself even more. Nathan had really taken this picture of her without her knowledge.

"Nice meeting you. I'm Praise." He bowed again.

Tacha looked up at him. He was the opposite one. The one whose smile was the biggest in all the pictures she saw that day. She really hoped his twin brother was as kind at heart as Mummy K described him, because this Praise was obviously a player and with this kind of attitude and face he carried, ladies will fall before his feet before they realised who he truly was. Tacha wish she could let him understand there was nothing between her and Nathan, but she thought it wasn't necessary. He didn't need to know. She didn't need to explain what's going on in her life to anyone. Now that she thought of it again, Praise just screwed a lady who was far older than him. If he was twenty two, the woman should be in her late twenties. She looked quite older.

As if Praise knew what Tacha was thinking, a soft smile appeared on his face as he reached back for his phone. His dimples giving him the cute, innocent looks that was totally the opposite of who he was. "She took the back door. She's only twenty seven," he told her, dipping his phone back into his pocket. He looked behind Tacha before giving her a cute stare. "I think saying hi wouldn't be bad for the guy gawking at you since. Just hi." He repeated again, laughing at himself. Tacha quickly turned around to see who he was talking about. She turned her look back to Praise and he smiled. "That's your punishment for being too pretty." He threw her a wink and Tacha couldn't help smiling. He managed to keep her company for a while before turning around to take his leave. She liked him. Then she finally laughed after he left.

Tacha understood what it look like when a man seriously checks you out. Ricko was doing that and she wasn't really comfortable with it. There was no way she could escape, so she stayed back. Saying hi shouldn't be a bad idea like Praise suggested. She really didn't want anything to do with Ricko anymore. She didn't want him getting any idea of them coming back together because there was no room for him anymore. She was only being polite by speaking with him still.

Tacha watched him walked closer to her. "Hi," he greeted, his two hands in his pockets, sweeping Tacha off her feet with his hungry eyes, gawking at every part of her body. He really missed her, but it looked like Tacha was untouchable for him to the extent he was even careful of having a conversation with her in open places after all he had seen and heard lately. Tacha had become more beautiful every time they met. This time, he couldn't believe she was the lady rocking a gown as sexy as that. His senses flew out of the window as he managed to follow right behind her, having her backside all to himself. His eyes unable to look away at how endowed she was. She was finally rocking that body. Ricko came behind her, getting Tacha to quickly turned around, facing him with a quick smile that immediately disappeared. "Thank you for the other day. I couldn't thank you cause I had to leave the scene."

"You look so amazing Tacha. I've never seen you in this type of dress." Ricko murmured, but Tacha said nothing. She nodded as her way of saying thank you before he smiled at her. She wasn't looking at him, and he wanted her to do so, so he could see her face and looked at her more closer even when his eyes were staring down at her chest. She was beautiful, and it did pain him he lost her. He couldn't help remembering those days she was his. "You never dress like this while we were together. I guess you are doing this to punish me now or what? Though, I've always known you are always this sexy. Your thick thighs is still my favorite when--."

"Enough please! We are not together and you need to respect that." she replied shortly, cutting him off with a tone that says... I don't appreciate your speech. Please respect me. Tacha thought of looking for a way to get away from Ricko as soon as she could. Tacha looked up at him, wondering if she had to keep repeating it to him that they were over and he had to quit talking about them. But then, she had to spot his black eye, a bit swollen, which was very obvious. Tacha's kind spirit surfaced despite how she wanted to get away from him. "Oh my God, what's wrong with your eye Ricko. Did you get into a fight?"

His hand went up to his left eye. "I was robbed yesterday. I lost my phone including the money I had on me. Thank God for life still. I wish I had not fought with them. So I'm guessing Mr. Nathan invited you."

"Uhmm-- Something like that. You should have just stayed at home."

Ricko's lips turned upward, lifting into a small smile. Pain obvious in his eyes letting Tacha realise how much pain he was still feeling, but his heart jumped for joy for she cared about his eyes. "It's better coming with this back eye." He murmured next to her. "Going through your tough time or not, these people want to see you show up. They are just that way. Never give them an excuse or you will be cut out in no time." Ricko said.

Tacha knew he was hardworking, and felt bad for him knowing he was about to cut off some weeks ago. From where they stood, they could see all that was happening in the hall. "You see that guy laughing with Mrs. Brown," Ricko rested his back on the wall, more comfortable to continue speaking. "That's one of the Brown brothers. Philip Brown. He owns one of the most expensive estates currently selling at Lekki. He's now living with his second wife who is the highest paid actress. Georgina Brown. You know her. She has not been acting for two years now."

Tacha searched the room quickly, and she found her. She found Georgina in her black gown, her eyes fixed on her husband from where she sat. Truly, she was the highest paid actress, but also a daughter to the most richest director in the entertainment industry.

"That's Alade Brown. A year younger than Mr. Nathan, and a very close cousin. He got married last year. To the daughter of Mrs. Kachi. Remember the woman who made it to one of the richest women in Africa for her production of leather bags, shoes and hand bags."

Tacha scanned the hall very quickly but found no Mrs. Kachi but her daughter. The baddest celebrity stylist in Nigeria. The likes of Tiannah, Swanky, Lanre Dasilva and more. Whenever you hear those names, Bella Kachi had to be mentioned. She was once a beauty pageant queen before she switched. How come she never knew these women were married to the Brown all these while. Bella was beautiful. Extremely with her shape now after she stopped being a model and became a mother of two. Tacha thought you would never know because they were as wealthy as their husbands. If otherwise, they were still independent. She could see these men were also married to successful women, or made them one the moment they got married to them.

"That's Natasha Brown, Mr. Nathan's cousin. She owns a fashion school at twenty five, training thousands of people every year. That's how much people recommend her for her good service. She sews but mightily expensive. I heard she clocked or may be clocking twenty nine this year."

"I don't know her."

"That's because everyone knows her as Miss Quality. "

"Oh my God!" That was enough for Tacha to face Ricko. Her eyes wide and genuine. She knew Miss Quality indeed. She knew she lived a wealthy lifestyle, making millions of naira every month, but Tacha and her friends back in school had argued so many times that Miss Quality was definitely set up for having to start so huge sewing dresses for people in the industry and being patronized by wealthy people. Before you know it, everyone is tagging her on Instagram for sewing their dresses. No cap, she was good, but what she charged, any other fashion designer wouldn't have charged up to that and still delivered the same style. Tacha warming up to Ricko as she genuinely smiled at him this time. "You know I like her so don't you dare tease me with that. Are you for real? Like for real? Nat is really a Brown." Her voice accusing. "Don't try to even joke with that."

Ricko chuckled a little, pained for not being able to enjoy his laugh so well. He couldn't stop checking Tacha out, his mind flooding with happiness for how she genuinely smiled at him, hoping it stayed for long. "I saw her just now." He turned around and there she was, but next to her was...

"Have you seen h--" Tacha's mouth hanged in the air before she slowly brought her lips together, an angry stare settled on her. They didn't stay quite long for he moved closer to Ricko. Before Tacha knew what was going on, Nathan's fist landed on Ricko's jaw.

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Hi beautiful people, it's been a while. So sorry I was gone for some days without news of Ruthless. I hope you enjoyed this chapter? I purposely made this chapter longer because I didn't want to see 'Yewande this chapter is short nau after many days 😄😄'

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