Inspired by the Holy Spirit
Written by Damilola Babs
From the stable of Reflection Book Hub
“Dad,” he called out not wearing any emotions on his face.
“And what is that twerp doing in your office? I thought I made myself clear.”
“Dad, she works here.”
“Then I will sack her.”
“You don’t have to. She was only here for business.”
“What kind of business?”
“Dad, are you going to spend time asking me questions about a relationship you swept under the carpet?” he asked his father frowning. The man sighed and sat on a chair with his bodyguard behind him.
“Do you really need that man here?” he asked looking up at the big man that stood begin his father.
“Do something stupid and regret it.” He told his son and adjusted himself on his seat. “So, has it been resolved?”
“Ummm…not yet, dad, we…”
“What do you mean by not yet dad. Mark, why are you such a failure? Why are you so slow and senseless? Why are…”
“I beg you stop it.”
“Stop what? If your brother was here…”
“Then maybe you should go get him from his fashion store then.” He yelled at his father.
“Did you just raise your voice at me?”
Mark adjusted himself and sighed. He was going to choose his next words carefully and not be rude. He was tired, every fiber of his nerves was tired.
“I am sorry I did that. God in heaven knows I will never disrespect you, but you, you disrespect me daily. You disrespect me every day. You don’t listen to me when I talk to you. You just make me live in the reality of your own world. It is tiring dad and then you don’t even honour my sacrifices. Look, Dad, I love you, but truth be told, I can’t do this anymore, I can’t. I am tired.”
“Tired of what?” the man asked him still frowning without remorse.
“Of this, of you not having an ounce of remorse, of you not caring, of me living for you, of me not being able to have the woman I love because she is so terrified of you she won’t even marry me. How many more times would you tab me to see that killed this man already?”
“Now listen, I won’t stop until I have everything, every single thing I want from you.” He told him sternly.”
Mark got up and paced around the office in wonder. One hand held his waist while the other rubbed his head. He was angry, too angry to say a word, but he was going to say it anyway.
“What are you? A human being or a virus? How can you be this desperate and without emotions? How? Well listen, maybe I am done with this rubbish, and maybe my brother will do a better job than me around here. As for me, I am done!”
“You are my son, Sit down! You cannot be done until I say so.”
Mark laughed heartily and then turned to the man.
“You adopted him remember. He is your son as much as I am. Wait, after you separated him from his four sisters, what do you think he calls you?”
“He left. On his own accord, he left!”
“But you still adore him. Your only fear is that you can’t control him like you do me! But you know what? I quit! I am done being a pet for your experiments.”
“You cannot quit! Not now.”
“Then watch me leave.” He told him, threw the door wide open and left the man sitting there. He walked straight to Emem’s space and dragged her after himself.
“What is going on?” Emem kept asking dragging her handbag along.”
“We will talk at your place.” He told her and kept dragging her after himself. The staff members were shocked. What was happening to the CEO and his PA? But no one dared to move closer or ask any questions while he was around.
Copyright Damilola Babs, 2022
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