April's dress in the media👆

APRIL'S POV

“Please who are you?” I asked subtly but she smiled.

“Good day Mrs Scott. I am Belinda, your stylist” she replied in a sweet American accent, I swear I had fallen in love already.

“First things first, please call me April. Mrs Scott sounds too official” I smiled and she grinned.

‘Plus you can't accept the name' my subconscious added and I couldn’t agree more.

“and about the stylist part, I can’t quite recall getting my self one” I shrugged and wriggled my brows.

“About that, Mr Scott employed me with my assistant here” she gestured towards the young lady behind her “Jemima” the way she pronounced made me chuckle lightly because of her American accent.

“Okay so?” I asked quizzically, don’t blame me I was lost here.

“We are here to get you prepared for your husband's success party” she replied, her smile intact. I flushed with embarrassment because I was oblivious of the ‘success party'. Nevertheless, I feigned a smile and spoke up.

“I am sorry, I actually didn’t have an idea about it. Shall we” I said and led the way as we ascended the stairs.

***

“Done” Belinda said after what seemed like an hour. I heaved a sigh of relieve because my butts were hurting already. Standing up, I balanced my weight on my heels and stared at the mirror only to be stared back by a different lady.

‘She looked beautiful’ that was the summary.

My make up blended perfectly with my dark tanned skin, ‘Belinda is really a professional at her work’ I acknowledged inwardly. My gown was a wine red evening mermaid gown with wide off-the -shoulder blending with a luxury champagne rhinestone stilettos heels.

A genuine smile tugged on my lips as I kept staring at my pretty self from the mirror.

“Mrs. Scott…hmm sorry, April. You look gorgeous” Belinda said genuinely and I smiled in response. I turned to face her and saw Jemima totally grinning from ear to ear.

Belinda’s phone lying on the dresser beeped, indicating a new message. She picked it up to unlock it and checked the content while I cladded my wrist with my watch.

“April, Mr. Scott is waiting downstairs” she said looking up from her phone. I nodded while Jemima opened the door for me and Belinda handed my beaded purse. Exiting the door, I was awestricken.

Jordan was leaning on his car typing way on his phone with one hand while the other was shoved in his pant pockets.

He was wearing a black tuxedo that fitted him perfectly, carefully outlining his biceps.

He unconsciously stroked his beards and his arm flexed. I stared intensely at him with a goofy smile plastered on my lips, without thinking I placed my lips in between my teeth.

‘How can somebody look dead handsome without a single effort?’

“Shall we?” His voice, hush and husky, snapped me out of my unicorn land and I chided myself for ogling him. Gathering my composure,

I walked to the car and Peter helped me with the door while Jordan got in through the other door.

Driving out through the driveway, I immediately focused attention on the half cast window, staring at the passer by as if it were the most interesting thing to watch.

Though I was still sulking over getting caught . He was glued to his phone as usual, typing his way. After some minutes, I felt his heated gaze on me or I imagined it but I kept my eyes glued to the cars and tricycles that drove past us.

“It’s my success party. This is the first time I'm officially presenting you as my wife” he finally spoke up and I turned my attention to him “so act up to it” he finished.

“You mean a pretend show? Don't worry, I’ve got that” I waved my hands and gave a goofy smile.

“Call it whatever you like”

~•~

Peter cornered into a smaller version of Jordan's mansion though it was an event hall with grey and cream paintings.

My eyes nearly bulged out of it sockets when it met the hundreds of pressmen waiting at the entrance of the building and Immediately our car came to a halt, they swam like bees around it.

I was shocked and I scowled at the same time. I didn’t like attention and this was far beyond it, this would be intimidation because I was new to it. Jordan on the other hand wasn’t sharing in my frustration as he looked clearly unfazed.

“Don't worry about the pressmen and photographers, just follow my lead” Jordan cooed as if reading my mind and I gave a slight nod, though it still didn’t settle well with me, not like I had a choice.

Once we got out of the car, he held my hands in his and I tingled a bit, they were warm and delicate.

I plastered my best smile as those bright cameras started snapping making click-click sounds and the press men besieged us with questions.

‘Excuse us sir' ‘Mr. Scott could you spare us a minute?’
‘Please who is the lady beside you?’

‘Can you share your success experience with us?’ ‘How do feel being honored with this award?’

He was so stubborn, he clearly ignored them like they weren’t referring to him. Obviously, we were the center of attraction.

  We walked brusquely to the front door where the red carpet was laid, some camera men where standing in the middle way taking snaps.

Instinctively, his hands went around my waist and my stomach did a flip flop thing but I maintained my balance.

“April smile for the camera, it’s official” he whispered in my ears and I felt his hot minty breathe fan me.

“Okay” I replied only audible for him to hear, I gave a dazzling smile. I stole a glance at Jordan , Mehn! His smile is worth dying for, revealing his perfect set of white teeth.

Soon we walked into the main hall were every one stood in pairs. It was big and very posh, luxurious is the right word. The walls were all white except for a splash of cream and red color, thankfully it matched my dress.

The chairs and table were set in a circular style with four chairs per one table dressed in light orange chiffon clothe with a thick rope tied at the center.

My eyes flitted to the food service workers who were all dressed in cooperate of black of white while the men complimented theirs with a tie. Our hands were still intertwined as we walked to the drinks bar, he helped me settle on one chair while he  sat on the opposite chair.

A smile crept to my lips as I silently wished that it were a real display and not some sort of pretense.

Wait were did that come from?

Welcome Mr and Mrs Scott. What drink do I offer you” The bartender asked with a huge grin, I wasn’t surprised that he knew our name already. He was also dressed in black and white attire but held a bow tie.

“Cocktail juice please” I replied, smiling.

“Mr Scott?” he asked Jordan who was typing away on his phone already. I huffed, it’s barely a minute we arrived here and he couldn’t pay the least attention.

“No I'm fine, just attend to my wife” he replied subtly and returned his gaze to his phone. The way he pronounced ‘wife’ rang a bell in my ear, should I say it gave me an aura of confidence?

“Hey man” a deep menacing voice cooed and I turned to the direction. A light skinned man in a two piece grey suit was standing at the foot of Jordan's chair.

Jordan's eyes lit with excitement they moment they fell on the young man. His hair was neatly cut in a buzz style and his beards properly shaved, he held a glass of wine in one of his hands.

Abruptly,  Jordan stood up and they traded handshakes while I sat there drowning in my ignorance because I didn’t know any of his friends except Ian and Tessa.

“Tade my man” Jordan said with a hearty laughter that was very short. He patted his shoulders and added

“You finally made it” he gestured with his left hand.

“Sure man. It’s a makeup for the wedding” he replied with a smile and Jordan chuckled. As if on cue, their eyes traveled to me and Tade smirked.

“and who is the ebony beauty beside you” Tade asked with a sly smirk and wriggled his brows. Jordan took a step back and out reached his hand for me which I filled in with mine. I stood up and stood very close to him.

“April, my wife” Jordan said, Tade beamed with smiles.

“She’s beautiful, in fact gorgeous is the word. Wait a minute, are you a mermaid?” he snickered and I found myself grinning.

“Tsk tsk tsk Tade, too much comments are not allowed” Jordan said with a lopsided grin and the butterflies beneath my stomach went down to business. I silently thanked God for my dark skin because I was blushing furiously.

“Hey man, Mr Johnson and his wife are over there. Let’s say hi to them”

Tade said and motioned to a pair of older couple standing in one corner of the large hall. I felt his hands around my waist and he pulled me closer, intoxicating me with his cologne and I felt shivers surge through my veins.

He brought his face closer to my earlobe and I felt his hot minty breathe fan my ears.

“I’ll be back, wife” he said in his hushed voice, his smirk didn’t falter. Tade had a goofy smile playing on his lips. Watching their retreating figure, I released the breathe caught in my throat . I wished this act was real.

Turning around to sit back down, my eyes landed on someone I never expected here. He crossed his hands on his chest and smiled when our eyes locked. He was dressed in a navy blue designers suit, looking sharp and handsome.

“Aheem,  Mrs. Scott” he cleared his throat.

“Geez Josh!” I squealed, my eyes twinkled with excitement. Not minding the crowd, I enveloped him in a bone crushing embrace.

“What are you doing here?” I asked as soon as we broke the hug.

“Excuse me? What are you doing here?” He teased.

“C’mon Josh” I poked his chest “It’s my ‘husbands' success party” I made air quotes with my fingers and shrugged slightly.

“Don’t mind me jare. I came here to see you” his smile was genuine, I cocked a brow in confusion. How did he know about the party?

‘Josh always has his ways' my subconscious chipped in.

He sensed that I was lost and went ahead. “I had a friend of mine arrange the pass for me. I just knew I had to see you, owing to the fact that Jordan would never allow us meet up. I miss you Ada” he yapped and tears welled up in my eyes.

I gathered him in a another hug, Mehn! my friends are the realist. Guess my subconscious was right after all. “Awwn, I missed you more” I pouted.

“That reminds me. If you still want to keep that head of yours, I advise you to remove ‘Scott’ from my name” I snarled and rolled my eyes.

“Yes ma'am, I will never” he raised his hands in mock surrender and gave a bow. I chuckled and smacked his arm, he winced in pain.

“I’ve missed this” he feigned annoyance . Just then someone came behind me and I already knew the person.

“Young man if you don't mind, I’ll like to see my wife” his hands wrapped around my small of my back and I shivered at the touch, those scents assaulted my nostrils.

I looked up to meet those alluring eyes while Josh starred in disdain. He dragged my hand and we walked out on Josh without allowing me to bade him goodbye.

Tears welled up in my eyes, what sought of predicament was I in. I couldn’t even speak with my friends. Just then the MC( master of ceremony) cleared his throat.

“Ladies and gentleman, the moment we have all been waiting for. Let’s invite to the stage the brain behind J&J Ltd, the real Yoruba demon. Mr Jordan Scott” The MC exclaimed beaming with smiles and the guests erupted into a round of applause.

He intertwined our hands as we ascended the stage and I came to face with overly dressed guests in pricy attires.

They all screamed rich, everyone went silent except for hushed murmurs as the MC handed the microphone to Jordan.

“Good evening you all. A big thank you to everyone who cleared their tight schedules and deprived themselves of their leisure time to celebrate with me today” he smiled, the guests listened with keen interest.

“ Success is the true measure for hard work, I have gotten a fair share of mine. You all can attain that height, whatever you do, do with your heart” he concluded and a loud cheers followed suite.

“And for the highlight of the event. I want to officially make known my wife today” his voice was deep and held some emotions, so I thought.

He turned to face me with huge grin plastered on his face, then he did the unexpected. He planted a kiss on my right cheek and I forgot how to breathe but I had to put myself together because we were in public.

“Formerly Miss April Beacroft  but now Mrs April Scott. Please people acknowledge my ebony beauty” he exclaimed and there was a round of applause and hoots, also ‘awwns’ from the guests.

I gave my best smile. I don’t know but a wave of anger riled up in me. He was having fun with his acting skills but didn’t bother about how I felt, pulling a stunt as couple goals in public but a prisoner at home.

Tears threatened to fall but I used everything in me to hold it back, at least not on this stage.

“Thank you and have a fun filled evening” with that we descended the stage and he led me to the center of the dance floor.

I was really nervous but thankfully, he took the lead and I followed instinctively.

He drew closer and brought his lips close to my earlobe and brushed it slightly, igniting the fire burning in me though I was still a little flustered from the peg.

I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of our proximity but I still bore in mind that it won't last for long. He nibbled on my earlobe, brushing his nose of my cheek.

My thoughts turned into mush and my heart raced erratically, I bet he could hear it beat. His stare burned my skin but I didn’t look up.

End of chapter thirteen
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