Married To
Mr Popular
(Couple’s r0m@nç£)
#Season_2
Episode 7
By: Faith Lucky.
Bethel’s Pov:
I yawned and turned on the be-d and finally opened my eyes.
That was when it bec@m£ clear to me I had been woken up by the serene sound.
I looked at the window and saw Ryan sitting in front of his keyboard, pla-ying with so much tranquility.
I smiled and watched him from behind for a while.
Then, he st©pped pla-ying and turned his chair to face me and that was when I sat up on the be-d.
“Hi…good morning”, I said as I moved my hair backwards and avoided his gaze.
“Hi…you’re awake” he said and I just nod.
He was putting on a blue cardigan and looked extremely handsome.
“Won’t you be going to school today?” He asked and I cringed.
“School? Today’s weekend”.
“Oh!”, he mouthed and turned Back to face his keyboard.
“So…are you returning home this morning?” He asked and I scoffed.
“It seems you didn’t get me. I said I’ll be here for as long as you’ll be staying here as well” I replied and he turned to look at me.
He tried saying something, but suddenly st©pped himself.
He took in a de-ep breath.
“So, what are we having for breakfast? I’m extremely hungry” he said and I itched the back of my n£¢k.
Oh, no!
I hope he’s not trying to ask me to cook?
“Um…anything”.I shrugged.
“Anything like what? can you make some beef stew?” He asked and my eyes dimmed.
What??
“Beef stew?” I repeated, in an alarming tone.
“I…I can’t cook”.
“Huh? Are you kidding me? What do you mean you can’t cook?”
“Like…I mean I can’t cook”.
He stared at me and chuckled.
“Wife indeed” he snorted.
“Hey, you wouldn’t really blame me, okay? I mean what do you expect from a teenager who ba-rely gets to see her mum? My mother values the company more than her life and she never has time for me. So, its not my fault, okay? There was nob©dy to learn from” I said with a ha-rd voice.
“Whatever” he rolled his eyes and stood up.
“Um…at least, I can make some noodles” I proposed.
“I don’t wanna eat noodles. I’ll just make some tea while I wait for her”, he replied and left the room.
Hold on; wait for who?
I shrugged and left the be-d, going into the bathroom
I brushed my teeth and washed my face and after that, decided to fix something I could eat in the kitchen.
The house was too big and had great difficulty locating the kitchen.
Luckily, I ran into a maid.
“Good morning, ma’am” she greeted with a bow as she adjusted the basket of curtains in her hands.
“Hi. Good morning” I replied, staring at her.
“Ma’am, do you nee-d anything?” She asked and I shook my head and she walked away.
I just decided not to ask her about the kitchen.
I wonder what these maids do when Ryan’s not around. I can’t believe he just hired them for a once in a while job.
I walked into the sitting room and gazed around. Wow!
To be sincere, it was more clas-sic than the Winthrop sitting room.
Everything was dazzling and looked expensive – the sofas, the tables, the dining behind.
Even the floors were HD wallpaper.
You can imagine how expensive that’d be.
Geez!
I can’t believe Ryan owns all these.
I stood like a statue and smiled, still wondering at the beauty of the house.
Just then, I heard the door bell ring.
Since I was close to the door and there were no maids around, I decided to answer it.
I opened the door and my eyes fell upon a young pretty lady who looked like she was going for a club.
Huh?
I paused and had a proper look at her.
She was putting on a crop t©p on a bu-m sh0t. And the red color of scarf she tied round her hair matched the color of the crop t©p which expo-sed half of her tummy.
She was beautiful and looked so Se-xy , but what the hell is she doing here?
“Hi” she smiled at me.
Oh! She was actually chewing a gum.
“Hi…How may I help you?” I asked as I took a proper look at her from head to toe.
“Um…I’m Becky and Sir Ryan’s cook. He called me to come over and make something for him” she replied and I blenched.
What?
“Hold on” I snort.
“You’re…Ryan’s cook?”
“Yeah” she replied and made a bubble with her gum.
What in the name of heavens! How can she be Ryan’s cook?? Someone like her?
“You…You come over most of the time to cook for him?” I asked, finding the whole thing too abstruse to believe.
“Yeah – whenever he’s around” she replied warmly.
I was still standing in between the door and the idea of letting her in didn’t flash throu-gh my mind.
“Becky?” I heard Ryan call and turned to see him standing behind me.
“Hi” the Becky girl waved at him excitedly.
I could tell she was blu-shing.
“When did you arrive? And what are you doing over there?’ Ryan asked as he moved closer to us.
“Well, your wife was still interrogating me” she laughed.
But none of it Cracked me up.
“Well, come in. I’m starving” Ryan said and I had to move away from the door, giving her free pas-sage into the house.
“Thank you, Ryan” she beamed and said charmingly as she walked pas-s Ryan, probably headed for the kitchen.
I stood like a statue and stared blankly.
“Hey, are you alright?” Ryan called my attention and I snapped out of my delusion.
“You called for a cook?” I asked, arching my brows.
“Well, yeah. You didn’t really expect me to just live on some sugary tea, did you?” He shrugged and walked away.
*
I kept walking tho and fro in the room. Why on earth will a cook be dressed up like that?
And look at how happy she was when Ryan had showed up. And to think she always comes to cook for him whenever he was around. How am I sure something hasn’t happened between them?
After a while, I couldn’t take it anymore and I decided to go check up on her.
I entered into the kitchen and…wow!
Sweet aroma!
I was welcomed by a sweet flavor that almost made me halt by the door, but luckily, I was able to control myself.
Hm. Seems she’s really a cook.
She was busy with some carrots when I walked in.
“Hey” she smiled when she turned and noticed me.
Hm” I hummed with a smile and went to stand beside her.
Wow! Lots of appetizing delicacies.
There was a plate of alre-ady fried plantains, and a bowl of fried beef.
There was some Irish, salad and little appetizing things. And a pot was still steaming on the g@s.
“Are you done?” I asked, even tho it sounded inane.
“Huh? Not yet.” She replied and turned in.some garlic into the pot.
I placed my hands on the kitchen counter and didn’t say anything for a while.
“So…do you always wear bu-m sh0ts when you’re coming to cook for Ryan?’ I asked and she twitched.
“What?” She asked and laughed – nervously.
“Well, of course not. I…” She paused and laughed again.
“I just felt like looking this way today”.
“Hm. So, you’re tryna say this is the first time you’re wearing ex-posive dresses?” I asked and this time around, she didn’t laugh but just smiled.
“Um, I’m sorry but, is my dress s-en-se in any way offensive to you?” She asked.
“Well, yes. I mean, considering the fact you’re coming to the house of a married man where he’s likely to be alone. If not that I might be wrong, I’d say you’re one of those girls who just wants to s£dûç£him” I said blatantly, creating a little surprise on her face.
Just then, Ryan walked in
“Hey” he called, referring to no.one in p@rticular.
I cleared my throat and took my eyes away from the lady.
“Is something wrong?” He asked as he got to the kitchen counter.
“No. Your wife and I were just talking. She was actually telling me of an old ridiculous story which has no meaning” she replied and laughed.
What?
“Really?” Ryan asked in surprise.
“Are you guys that close alre-ady?”
“Yeah – to be sincere, your wife is so much fun to be with – especially with the funny story she told me” she said and threw a glance at me.
What the hell?
“Hm” Ryan mumbled and took in a slice of plantain.
“Hmmm. I love the plantain. I love how thick you made it. Its wow!” he complimented with relishment as he almost ate with his eyes closed.
“Thank you!” The lady exclaimed happily, giving an ugly smile that revealed all her teeth.
He took in another piece of plantain and nodded while eating it. I could feel my cheeks turning h0t.
“This is good” he complimented, nodding like a lizard.
“Oh, my! Thank you so much!!”
I turned around and left the kitchen, angrily.
As soon as I got outside, I brou-ght out my phone and started going throu-gh my contacts. I nee-d to st©p that witch from coming here.
I’m going to start cooking clas-ses no matter what.Married To
Mr Popular
(Couple’s r0m@nç£)
#Season_2
Episode 8
By: Faith Lucky.
Bethel’s Pov:
“Where did you say you were going?’ I asked Ryan as he stood in front of the mirror, bu-ttoning his shi-t.
“Do I really have to repeat myself? I told you, I’m going for a little house p@rty. We just wanna spend sometime with tagged” he replied, sounding comused.
“But, its getting late alre-ady. Are you really gonna leave me all alone in this house?” I asked but he kept quiet.
“Hm. How am I sure you’re not going to see that crazy cook of yours?” I asked and he chuckled.
“Don’t tell me you were jealous’
“Huh? Jealous of what exactly? I have no business with her, okay?” I rolled my eyes and he sm-irked.
“Um…Ryan” I called after a bored pause.
“Can I come along with you? I feel like going out as well”.
“Come on Bethel. There’s no nee-d for that” he grouse.
“No! I’m coming with you and that’s final” I said and ran to the wardrobe, taking out the new dress he ordered for me that morning.
“Bethel…” He called from behind but I ignored him and ran into the bathroom to get changed.
*
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“I’m almost done” I said as I brushed my hair in front of the mirror.
Ryan was standing behind me, leaning on the wall.
“I wonder why you insist on coming with me. It’s not like there’s something special going on there” he said, but I let it fall on deaf ears.
Whatever.
I’m still going with him.
“But are we gonna stay long?” I asked as I parked my hair in ponytail.
He didn’t say a word.
“Ryan?” I called and turned to look at him.
Surprisingly, he was staring keenly at me.
“Hey, I was talking to you” I ticked my f!nger in his face and he sighed.
“Yes. Let’s go” he replied and took the lead.
Ryan’s Pov:
Gosh! I had been so carried away staring at her. I mean, the whole thing was too tempting.
That lady, she was something else.
Her big bu-tts and cleavages – they were driving me nuts.
I can’t remember the last time I had good s3x. And seeing her alone with me in that state helplessly got me h0rn£y.
I wanted her; I nee-ded her.
But I feel reluctant asking her for it because I think she might resist. I mean, she seems naive towards such issues.
But, I don’t know; I’m kind of looking my patience. And I think I might have to do it sooner than later.
I’m not so sure how much farther I can control myself.
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Bethel’s Pov:
I sat next to Ryan at the backseat as we drove throu-gh the black gate and entered the ineffable building.
Oh my God!
This house was mas-sive.
Wow!
The car drove in and parked in the garage and Ryan and I stepped out of it.
He was operating his phone as he started walking away and I walked side by side with him.
The house was dazzling and I kept running my eyes around until we got to the balcony and that was when I saw the “little house p@rty”.
Oh my God!
They were celebrities! Lots of them.
There was a big round table with chairs all around it and that was where the celebrities were seated.
They were about 7 of them. Even lady K was there.
“Heyy. Mr ro-mantic is here!” One of the ladies exclaimed and all eyes darted to Ryan and I.
“Hey, Ryan!”
“Oh! And his little cutie!”
Gosh! I suddenly bec@m£ nervous. I wasn’t expecting to meet this much celebrities. I just thought it was a little…house p@rty like he called it.
Geez!
Well, what am I expecting? He’s a celebrity and this is their lifestyle.
“Hey, Mr handsome” one of the ladies beside Lady K called.
What the heck?
Immediately, tagged stood up.
“It’s an honor to have you here, Bethel. plea-se, do have a seat” tagged said as he ushered me to a seat while Ryan sat beside me.
One of the ladies laughed.
Whatever. I can’t believe superstar tagged was being so nice to me.
“Thanks” I told him as he returned to his seat.
“Hi” I said to the boy beside me.
“Hey, pretty. Welcome” he smiled at.me.
It was Markie.
“Hi Bethel” Lady K waved at me from where she sat.
She was putting on a black Pinner four and looked really beautiful.
‘Hi. Good evening’. I replied, a little twitchy.
“You know, Ryan; I’d have welcomed you with a hvg if not for the fact you’re with your wife” one of the ladies said tea-singly.
What?
They were four ladies in all.
“Well, thank God you know’ Ryan muttered and she rolled her eyes.
Hmph.
“So…our beloved couples are here. What do we do to entertain them?” Tagged asked and one of the ladies stood up with a drink.
“Well, I’ll give this drink to her” she said and proffered the drink to me.
She was Mia – a diva.
“Thanks” I smiled as I collected the drink from her.
“Well, I’d twer-k my as-s for her husband” someone else said as she stood up and stood in front of Ryan.
And before I knew it, she started shaking her as-s with the bu-m sh0t she was putting on.
Whaaat?
“Get that dry stuff outta my face” Ryan said and the rest of the girls busted into laughter.
She fumed and returned to her seat, rolling her eyes.
“Well,” Lady K said and stood up.
“Since Bethel alre-ady has a drink, I’ll just offer him one” she said and poured out some drink for him.
“Thanks” he muttered and collected the glas-s from her
Hm.
“Well, Bethel, why don’t you dance for us?” Spooky asked and I smiled nervously.
“Sorry, I don’t dance” I said shyly.
“Woah! Seriously? How can you have someone like Ryan for a husband and claim you don’t dance?” One of the ladies – Lia asked.
Ryan had emptied the drink given to him by Lady K and reached for another bottle on the table.
I could tell…he looked kind of restless.
What could be wrong with him?
“Come on, Bethel. Just dance a little” Mia said and I chuckled.
“Maybe next time.”
“Well, if you don’t dance, I will” one of the ladies – Ava – said as she stood up and went to stand in front of the table.
“Turn on the music!” Lia said and a song started pla-ying from a speaker on the floor.
Hmm.
It was one of Ryan’s rock songs.
“Wooho!” Mia shouted as the lady started dancing crazily to the song.
God! She was such a diva!
Dancing so perfectly to it.
It made me feel like I was watching one of her shows on TV.
“That’s it, baby!” Markie said as she twisted her w@!st.
She moved it up and down, ma-king it bounce.
Immediately, Lia stood up and joined her.
Geez!
They started dancing and rocking their bodies together, creating a s-en-se of s-en-sation.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Mia cl@pped her hands and laughed.
These ladies are Crazy.
“I think I’ve got a few dollars to spare” tagged said as he stood up and went to them, removing a heavy bunch from his pocket.
And before I knew it, he started spre-ading money on them.
Wow!
Markie joined not long after, re-leasing some ha-rd currencies into the air and letting it fall freely on their b©dy.
“Come on, baby; shake that as-s for me” tagged said as he held Lia by the w@!st.
She giggled and twer-ked even ha-rder, giving him enough plea-sure.
Mia and Karen laughed.
These people are unbelievable.
“Okay, p@rty’s over” Spooky said and turned off the music and the girls laughed and returned to their seats.
Tagged and Markie also returned to their seats, ignoring the scattered money on the floor.
Geez! I’m pretty sure that should be able to train someone in school. Yet, nob©dy cared to pick it up.
Hm.
“Okay; why don’t we do something else? Something more fun” Ava asked.
“Yeah – something like what?” Spooky ch!pped in.
“Something like k!ss!ngRyan?” Lia smiled and win-ked.
“Yeah – something like cutting out your ton-gue” Ryan replied and two of the boys cracked.
“Whatever”,she mumbled.
I chuckled and looked at Ryan and he had almost emptied the bottle with him.
What? Don’t tell me this guy will get drun!k.
“Why don’t we pl@ytruth or dare?” I heard Karen ask and turned to look at her and surprisingly, she was staring at me.
“Yes! Truth or Dare. I’m in total support of that!” Ava beamed.
Huh?
Truth or dare? I don’t really like that game.
Tbc
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