Dangerous Love

Chapter 23

After many days of attending the event with Prince Ire, Ara had met a lot of people. People who showed interest in her, people who respected her, people who appreciates her for taking care of Prince Ire. Every blessed day, Ara met Ayoola who enjoyed having a chat with her at the event, sharing a lot of talks together with her, getting Ara to laugh and allowed himself to watch her without her knowing. Everytime Ara left back with Prince Ire to the hotel, Ayoola would send her a message, sometimes messages if Ara replied immediately, which she was always waiting for before going to bed. She knew exactly when his message would come in, and with patient she gladly waited every night and day. Also, Ayoola was always telling her how beautiful she looked for the day every time they saw and she would gladly smile.

Ara realized she was always looking forward to attend the event each day just to see Ayoola, chat, laugh and enjoy herself. She was becoming more and more free with him. Everytime she escaped from Prince Ire, he wouldn't hold her back. Instead, he would watch from distance how easily she got along with Ayoola. How he made her laugh so much which he doesn't know how to do. How he conversed with her freely which he barely does with people. How he got her smiling with words which seemed so hard for him to try. How he watched her secretly which he had a perfect tag for that. But one thing he does not like was when he caught Ayoola kissed Ara.....on the lips. Though it was quick, but it was still a kiss.

Why do girls fucking get so carried away?

With the wrong guy who seemed to be perfect.

Prince Ire shook his head, wondering why he was mad. You don't need that. Prince Ire told himself and took his mind off it. He acted like he knew nothing or saw anything. Instead, he continued watching them from distance. Of course, he knew how Ayoola always stepped in. He apologized. Prince Ire knew his simple lines for years. I'm sorry. We can stop seeing each other if you want. But I promise you that won't happen again.  That was enough for Ara to go  back the next day.

Hey gorgeous, I'm coming with fire fighter this evening cause I know you will set the room on fire. It's okay, I wanna burn. This story will be amazing to tell of how a man got lucky to be set ablaze with an angel.

                      From your favourite poet.

Ara smiled sweetly at her phone, reading and reading the message all over again. She knew Ayoola really had ways with words and she was glad Ayoola was thoughtful to share those beautiful words in his head with not just her, but with other people to experience how beautiful words can make us smile.

She was dressed for the dinner holding that night. It was the last day for the first week of the event. She pressed her phone thinking of the perfect lines that could convey her mind well. She smiled, saying the words out as she typed. Well, I will come with press who will share the story and make your dream come true. About leaving. From your humble rapper.

Ara imagined Ayoola reading the message and majestically laughed before stepping out of her room. Lately, she realized Prince Ire doesn't really have time for her. Is either he was busy on the phone talking, typing or looking a lot worried. She couldn't dare to ask so she kept quiet just letting him be. She made sure she got him everything he needed, went to everywhere he sent her to and order anything he wanted. That was the reason she came with him. To assist him. She shouldn't interfere with something that doesn't concern her. So, everytime they got to the hall, she would gladly find Ayoola who was ready to give her all his attention, make her laugh and enjoyed herself.