Jenival_Enyia

A damaged playboy, a beautiful lady on a deadly mission and a desperate waitress. Find out what happens when the three are entangled in a never-ending drama.                       
      
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Years after successfully surviving a childhood he was forced to endure, Charles couldn't be more damaged than he already was. All he wanted was his walls to remain as unbreakable and impenetrable as he made them.

But then he met Annabelle. She was smart, beautiful, rich and a professional with a deadly secret and a unique background. Worst of all, she was perfectly tailored to play games. 

Or so she thought.

What happens when a desperate waitress is added to the mix?

Can they survive the dangers of the game they play? What will happen when hidden secrets surface? Can love prevail? Will they get scorched? Or, is this just a recipe for disaster?

Recipe For Disaster

The drive from Abuja to Lagos was a fucking chore. The damn trip takes exactly eleven to twelve hours to travel. And to make matters worse, I was the one on the steering wheel.

On the upside, the trip had felt airy. My mind had been occupied with events of the past and it completely distracted me. I couldn't stop thinking about Annabelle, the contract, my mother....

The thought of my mother made my heart clench painfully.

If I had called home to announce my arrival, the woman would have forced me to take a flight. In a way, I knew she was doing that to try and make up for the fact that she wasn't there for me when I needed her.

Except for the fact that she birthed me, we had nothing in common. No relationship whatsoever. There was a time I doubted she was my mother. It wasn't until I stole a lock of her hair and got it tested with my blood to confirm generics, did I believe she birthed me.

Chapter 18