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Ethan McKenzie, C.E.O of McKenzie Group of Companies, a chain real-estate company dealing in the sealing, buying, and refurbishing of lands, buildings, estates, and all geographical works.

Apart from these, Ethan owns several shares in major oil companies and other natural resources distribution.

Forbes named him the sexiest and richest African-American bachelor of his time.

Back then in Nigeria, his name was on almost every girl's lips, and now, here in London, he's still the famous prince charming of every girl.

He's almost impossible to find in flesh, as he's never really around, and many title him "The Wind" as he's never in a place too long.

I laughed as Anita suggested him, and others also joined in.

Ethan and me, that's impossible.

"Anita, please come back to earth and to reality. Ethan is a no-go-man," Alex said, and for the very first time, I actually agreed with her.

"Alex is right, Anita. I can't get the fantasy of being his woman get into my mind," I said.

Anita's eyes widened and her lips pulled into a coy smile. "So that means if you ever get the chance to be his woman, in reality, you'd agree?"

Her question struck me hard and my bowels turned at once.

If that were to be possible, I'd never be foolish enough to refuse him.

I mean becoming his woman would mean stepping up in my career, and of course, more money, fame, and everything possible.

Answering for me, Alex chimed in, "Her answer is obvious, Anita. She would definitely jump on her toes and repeatedly scream 'yes' at the top of her voice."

Obviously tired with our romance talks, Niniola let out an exasperated sigh.

"Enough with Ethan and other hotties!" She said. "Can we just have our snacks in peace?"

"Definitely, Nini," I said to her, and reluctantly, the others also dropped the issue of my romantic life and the naming of the men I could hook up with.

Though I would rather ignore them, I decided that the first man to ask me out, I'll go with him, and see where love leads me.

Who knows I might actually enjoy being in love?

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The next morning I and Tina left for Princess Melinda's house where Index's studio was located.

On getting into the studio, we were welcomed by some representative from Mr. Griffin and we also met with Cupid and his manager, Mr. Torrez.

Cupid, unlike Rita, was a fun and easy-going kid. I learned while researching him on Goggle that he was twenty-two years old, he's a bright musician, and he's got a terrific love life as he's currently dating Angelina Martins, a model.

But on a blacker note, Cupid happens to be suffering from his addiction to drugs and alcohol – perks of being raised by an alcoholic mother and a cocaine-addicted father.

However, meeting Cupid made me question all that as he seemed quite okay to me, and I had to admit that he was a gorgeous-looking man, and if not for the fact that he is two years younger than me, I might as well think of dating him.

"Keji, join me in the booth, would you?" Cupid called to me, as I sat outside the booth working on some lyrics given to me by Tina.

I looked up from the papers and caught his adorable face.

Smiling, I said, "Still got to finish this song."

"No, you don't," He countered, "You've got several months to keep the fans waiting expectantly. You know delaying them actually makes them want you even more."

I laughed. "Yeah, I guess so. But, still, I'm going to give them an early welcome."

He scoffed playfully. "Fine, Ms. Keji. However, I need your help practicing this song."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "My help, with your song?"

He nodded.

"What do I know about teenage pop?"

He laughed. "A lot, I learned. A blog wrote that you used to be quite the popper yourself when you were younger."

I chuckled. "So, you googled me?"

He smiled. "You did the same, didn't you?"

Realizing that we both equally did the same thing, I laughed and walked into the booth with him.

On getting in, he passed me the lyrics of his song, and my eyes danced over it.

"From my dreams?" I questioned as I saw the bold-imprinted heading of the song.

"Yes," He answered, "I got the inspiration from my dreams."

"That's impressive," I said.

"So?"

"Let's give it a try."

For a second, it all went quiet, and then, Cupid began strumming his guitar and passing me the cue, I also began playing in accordance to the cords written on the paper sitting on the lyrics stand.

Then a melodious and sexy voice came out of Cupid's lips, as he began singing;

"Life's brought us much more than we thought.
We'd only live as kids trying to be whole.
Even if pains and hurts came way.
We'd recall our times when we had it all."

He threw me a glance and I instantly knew it was my turn to sing.

With my eyes dancing over the lyrics, I joined in;

"Baby, my heart could break, a million times.
And, yes, the world could say, we'd owned it not.
But, still, in my heart, I know you're there.
Till forever comes, I'd still be here."

Continuing, Cupid sang;

"Let's find ourselves a perfect life.
If the world pushes us away,
Our Night Times would keep us together,
Cause baby, you and me, we're from my dreams."

For the next minutes, we kept singing – on and on – in perfect harmony.

I never knew I would ever be able to sing pop again, but Cupid just reawoke all that in me, and for that moment, I just felt as if I was actually singing on a live stage with him.

As we rounded up on the song, we both heard a loud clap coming from the entrance to the recording room, and we both looked up to see Trails Dump and another very familiar man beside him.

My eyes lingered on the man beside Trails as I tried to recall who he was.

"That was beautiful, guys," Trails complimented us.

Smiling, both I and Cupid stepped out of the booth and walked to the two men.

On getting to Trails, I moved to him, and he wrapped me in a tight hug.

"Missed you, dear bear," He said to me.

"Missed you too, Trails."

My relationship with Trials has been rumored by many bloggers as a sexual thing, but Trails just took interest in me, and we instantly connected when I met him, back then.

Even I used to believe that Trails probably wanted to sleep with me, but when I found out that he's actually gay, I began to get closer to him. I mean he only liked me as a friend, and as a younger sister.

So, I could not care less about what the media thought of me and Trials, as the fact remains that he's only a friend and my mentor.

After leaving the hug, Trials turned to the familiar man and introduced him to us.

"Keji, Cupid, meet Ethan Prince McKenzie," He said, and my eyes nearly popped out.

No wonder he looked so familiar.

This was really Ethan McKenzie!

"Ethan, these are my little kids," Trials joked. "Cupid, known as Alan Burghs, and Keji Dolapo."

Ethan faced us both with a smile, and when he spoke, I was blown away by his husky voice.

"Nice to meet you both," He said.

"Same here, Mr. McKenzie." Cupid handshake him, "I'm a fan."

"Always lovely meeting a fan," Ethan smiled, then faced me, "Lovely meeting you finally, Keji D."

At first, I was too stomped that he knew me that I did not know what to say, but then, I pulled myself together, and said, "A pleasure, Mr. Ethan."

He stretched his hands to me for a shake, and reluctantly, I slipped my hand with his. He turned my hand in his, brought my knuckles to his lips, and carefully placed a soft kiss on them.

My heart skipped a beat at his gesture, and I suddenly began wondering if that was how Ethan greeted every female he met or was it just only me?

"I look forward to working with you, Keji," He smiled.

In disbelief, I blinked repeatedly.

Ethan McKenzie was going to work with me?!

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