King

The door to my office flew open and I jumped from my seat, nearly throwing my phone down in the process. I heaved a sigh of relief on seeing the face of the beautiful female who just waltzed in and a smile took over my feature as her eyes lit up, matching the excitement I felt to be graced by her presence. Her hips swayed from side to side with each step she took forward and her lips curled into a sultry smile. My woman.

Closing the distance between us, I slipped an arm around her waist, inhaled her womanly scent before my lips came down on hers in a chaste kiss. "Next time, knock."

Uti drew her head back to say, "I did, twice."

My head tilted to the side as if to confirm her statement and she giggled like we were not chatting moments before she decided to show up without notice. I loved the surprise visit, I was looking forward to more of it.

"I missed you," I murmured against her mouth and she responded by pulling my lower lip in between her teeth. I chuckled, she was learning and that gave me great joy.

A satisfied sound left my lips when she bit into them and her leg began moving up and down the side of my hip. I cupped her butt and she moaned, giving me a chance to take over the kiss. Uti melted in my arms as our kiss deepened into something more erotic, her soft, feminine curves pressed against the mass of muscles that was my body.

We were hungry for each other, it showed in the way we explored our lips, biting and sucking on the sensitive flesh. I staggered backwards until my legs hit the front of my desk then we pulled apart for a moment to allow me to scatter kisses all over her nose, cheeks and everywhere I could without the use of my hands. Still, I wanted to do more.

Uti took her seat on the edge of my desk, I bopped her nose and she giggled, she was cute. Her slender fingers splayed on my chest stopped me from leaning to give her another kiss and I grabbed both of her hands only to have her turn her face away.

A disgruntled groan escaped my lips and she shook free from my grip, pulling me by the arms so I could come to stand between her legs. I frowned, I have been sitting in my office all day, with the AC and laptop for company, well, she sent texts constantly but I deserved to hold, touch and kiss her for as long as I wanted. It has been a hectic day.

Placing my hands on either side of her, I asked, "How did you get in?" This was her first time in my office and I didn't get a call from the security team prior to her arrival.

"Through the doors," Uti replied in between giggles. Her fingers found their way into my beards, she tugged on them and winked.

My eyes narrowed when they strayed to her lower lip which she had sunk her teeth into and I groaned, such a simple action was not supposed to make my trousers tighter. Hell. She was not allowed to look this sexy without even trying, my sweet, beautiful Uti.

"You should have called me to pick you up," I murmured and straightened up without breaking eye contact. My nose scrunched, I frowned. "How come they let you in?"

"I wanted to surprise you," Uti replied and stood with her arms around my waist. I let out a small laugh when she stuck out the tip of her folded tongue, that was new. Her voice lowered to a whisper, "They let me in because I bribed them, I give good bribes."

The shock was evident on my face and she took that chance to sashay past me. Security here was tough, there were protocols meant to be observed before a guest was let in. Visitors were only ever allowed free reign to roam after the guards or receptionist had received a call or text from whoever they claimed to be visiting. I didn't get any of that and my head angled to the side at the thought of Uti offering them bribes. What sort of bribes could she have given them? 

It was past office hours, which meant the receptionist already left. I scowled, it had better be that the guard on duty let her in because she told him who she was here to see not because he liked her too. That had better be the only reason. In this her outfit, heads would be turning in her direction.

"Do you know the name of the... Where are you going?" My question changed as Uti pushed past me and started heading for the door. She couldn't leave, she just got here.

My feet moved to join her by the door and I masked my initial fear with a smile when she bent to retrieve a small bag at her feet.

"You made me drop this," she murmured.

There was no accusation laced in her words and my smile grew into a genuine one. I would have her dropping anything that stood in the way of me kissing her. I nodded when she frowned, muttering a string of insincere apologies that caused her frown to deepen. A laugh escaped me, she was still cute with her lips pulled into a scowl.

"How are my babies?" I asked and her scowl made way for a small smile. She was not the only one allowed to call them hers.

"I am fine, thanks for asking," she teased. I chuckled at the childish tone she imitated and she hissed while rolling her eyes. She was my baby too, even if I didn't say it out loud. "Your babies are fine, Emma wants to see you, Esther too. They miss Uncle Kiki."

"Esther?" I beamed. "Did she say that?"

"Nope," she said with a stress on the p. My chest deflated but Uti was quick to caress my cheek and tug at a corner of my lips. "But I know it, she misses you." Her hand wrapped around my waist and I pouted, her eyes were enchanting. "I missed you too."

I missed her more, I always did whenever she was away from me. "Move in with me," I whispered. Her lips opened to protest but I beat her to it, "That way they don't have to miss me too much, even you, Uti and I can also fulfil my promise to Emma. I want to wake up next to you every day of our lives."

Her eyes lowered and she said, "Me too."

The alarm bells in my head went berserk at the hesitation in her voice, I could hear the but, the reason or excuse that would follow even before she voiced it out and it made my heart clench. With my resumption at work, it was harder to take them to school and get back to the office on time. I was still on probation so I couldn't mess my second chance up. Left to me, I would have loved for her to move in a long time ago but I had to take things slow, do it the right way.

"But?" I asked when she made no attempt to finish her statement. She sighed and my defences rose. Words hung at the tip of my tongue, I was ready to counter her excuses.

"It's a big adjustment, moving in with you at this point is a big step, a big commitment-"

I cut her off before she could complete that statement by raising a hand, shocked to hear those words from her mouth. I was the one with commitment issues, me, not her. She wanted to marry me but found moving in with me to be a big adjustment, I scoffed, marriage was the biggest commitment. I had no fucking idea what I was expected to do but I was open to trying and learning.

"What do you mean by big commitment?" I shook my head before she could answer, afraid to hear it. I took a deep breath and cupped her cheek, I couldn't lose her, I didn't want to. "Okay, I'll move in with you."

Uti's giggles died down when she saw how serious I was and she asked with an equally serious expression, "You will move in with me, with us?" I nodded without thinking twice. "But you hate my house," she added with a small smile and I nodded again.

That place gave me the creeps, the streets screamed danger, I would probably go to sleep with one eye closed. My house was a hundred times better, it was safer, for us and our future kids. I sighed and stared at her beautiful face, I could do it, I could try.

"I'll get used to it," I breathed out.

"Oh, King," she murmured, covered my palm with hers and reached up to place a chaste kiss on my lips. "It's a big step for the kids, not me, I want to move in with you right now," she smiled, "but we have to ease them into the process. They love seeing you but it's not the same as living with you."

Understanding dawned on me, instant relief flooded my veins and I pecked her on the lips. Stupid me. I had to start thinking about the kids more, how they would react to the ideas I brought up to Uti. She couldn't do much without their blessings, neither could I. I was not only getting married to their mother, I was marrying all three of them and once the rings arrived, I would propose.

"What about sleepovers?" I suggested and she nodded with a smile, it was settled.

A smile graced my face as Uti dragged me to my seat, she sat on the edge of the desk and I plopped onto my swivel chair. My arms instantly went around her waist and the scowl on her face stopped me from feeling her butt. I scowled at her in return but my arms remained immobile at her sides.

"What's inside?" I repeated her famous question as the bag came into view and my stomach growled loud enough for her to hear it. She chuckled but said nothing.

It was not my fault, I had been camped in the office all day, doing my best to avoid Wole. I didn't step out for lunch, didn't realise how hungry I was until she asked if I had eaten minutes before her arrival.

Uti brought out a small, stainless flask and dumped it on the table. She retrieved a fork from the bag and a bottle of Eva water. I opened the flask before she had a chance to and the aroma that wafted into my nostrils had my stomach growling in happiness.

With pouted lips and eyes squinted, I asked, "Will you feed your big baby? I'm hungry!"

She shook her head but dipped the fork into the flask of porridge and my stomach growled even louder when she held a forkful of yam to my lips. My mouth closed over the fork and I moaned in contentment at the taste, chewing slowly to savour every bit of this delicacy. Everything was right.

"You shouldn't be starving yourself," Uti reprimanded and held another forkful to my lips. "What were you doing during your lunch break? Why are you still here?"

No words left my lips until I had chewed and swallowed. "I'm not starving myself, I was busy." Her eyes narrowed slightly but she kept quiet. "I have a lot of work to do."

We continued at it, chatting in between until my stomach groaned in protest and I belched in an ungentlemanly fashion. She rewarded me with a small knock on my head, I scowled and collected the flask from her to feed her the rest of the porridge.

"How come you are back to the office?" she suddenly asked. I arched a brow, pushing my chair back to have a better look at her face. "You said you were on a break, four weeks holiday, it's not up to four weeks."

She took a swig from the bottle and I winced at the reminder of my white lie. Four weeks holiday indeed. Water trickled from a corner of her lips and my fingers dug into my palm to stop the wild thoughts running in my head. She was beautiful.

"I was suspended, four weeks suspension," I muttered, "it was actually a month."

Uti sputtered, almost choking on her water before her hand went over her mouth. I shot out from my seat to rub the small of her back, waiting until she swallowed, then I handed her the kerchief in my breast pocket. She nodded her thanks as she tried to dry the wet patch on her trousers. My eyes watched her movements, my stance relaxed when she looked up with a smile.

"Sorry," she whispered. I shook my head; I should be the one apologising. "What happened?" I shrugged. "King, what did you do? How come you are back so soon?"

My brows furrowed and I took a step away from her. What did she mean by that? I didn't do anything wrong and I was back so soon because I was fucking good at my job. I was also paying the price, working the remaining two weeks of my suspension without pay was a fair price. Anything was better than staying idle and indoors.

The cloud of anger that was starting to cave in on me ebbed away as she grabbed my wrists. She pried my hands open, brought them to palm her cheeks and I heaved a sigh. Her eyes were unsure as she stared at me and her teeth dug into her lower lip. Fuck. She was perfect. Perfect for me.

Her palms covered mine, she pouted, batted those long lashes at me then asked, "Did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to."

My shoulders sagged. "Your questions, you are so convinced I'm at fault. I am not the bad guy. I didn't do anything wrong." Silence hung in the air for a moment before I added, "Well, I fought." Her eyes widened and I shrugged. "The bastard deserved it."

A look of disappointment crossed her features and my hands dropped from her face like her cheeks had become scalding hot. Maybe they had because I felt burned. I closed my eyes briefly, I didn't want her to look at me with anything other than love, more love, admiration and concern. Concern for me, not the fucking asshole who got me suspended in the first place.

My hands closed and opened, I spared Uti another glance, she was watching me with a strange smile. I didn't like it one bit neither was I pleased with how worked up I got because I was afraid I had disappointed her by admitting to hitting that he-goat. She stretched out her hands to me but I refused to take it, not until she replaced that cynical smile on her face with a genuine one.

"Smile," I ordered and she chuckled.

Lines bracketed the corners of her lips as her smile widened and her eyes twinkled with mirth. The intensity of her gaze caused a wave of remorse to wash over me and I took her hands, lacing our fingers together.

"Are you mad?" I asked and curled a finger under her chin so she could gaze upon me.

"No," her hands circled my waist, "I'm not the one who got into a fight." I chuckled a little and waited for the reprimand I knew was coming. "I'm a bit disappointed that you fought, violence is not the answer."

"You don't even know the circumstances surrounding our fight," I protested. Maybe the fight could have been avoided but I was certain I would do it again given the chance.

"You are right, I don't." She pursed her lips as her head fell back and her face took on a thoughtful look. "Sorry, Uncle Kiki."

My head bobbed up and down, a chuckle slipped past my lips. I said, "It's a sore topic for me. I'm still sensitive about it."

Sensitive about the fact that she wasn't there to console me when it first happened, that I was back to being Managing Director, that I had to answer to Wole. Some of my decisions could be overturned simply because he found fault in them and I had to fucking keep myself from wiping that constant smug smile off his face. The only silver lining was my office, I retained it.

Uti's chin raised with her lips set in a cute frown, her eyes took on a sober look and my thumb caressed her cheek. Her voice lowered, "I didn't know about that. Sorry."

Desperate for her to keep seeing me in a good light, I replied, "I'm not the bad guy."

"I know," she said and squeezed my butt. I let out a low whistle and she grinned. "You are King Daniels," I loved how easily my name rolled out of her lips, "the one I love."

Her words caught me off guard, just like the first time but I quickly recovered. My heart thrashed and my eyes settled on her eager ones which were tinged with hope, trying to convey the words I had trouble voicing out.

I love you, I have always loved you.

The words were carved in my heart, they echoed in my head but wouldn't leave my lips. My throat clogged each time I tried to voice them out, my chest tightened and I could only stare at her, hoping to God that she would never stop saying them to me, never stop loving my annoying self. Hoping she would give me a little more time until I learnt to voice them out. I loved her too, even before I knew what the words meant.

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Okay, so, I noticed some people don't give inline comments. I love replying comments, best part of Wattpad but it's harder to do so when you don't know what part of the chapter the reader is referring to. Not to worry, we'll fix that.

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Someone came up with another ship name, Kile, that is King + Utianle. It's a bit late to take votes but Kile or Kuti?

Q: Who wants to see Kuti fight? I cannot be the only one tired of their mushiness.