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

"Mary! Where the heck are my shoes?" Mrs Bola screamed from the living room. Mary's reply was the loud echoing of her slippers as she hurried towards her boss's angry voice. Her sharp breathing carrying the weight of her urgency. A fact that wasn't lost on little Charles who could hear everything three rooms away from the scene.

As he thought this, he picked himself from his well-laid bed and headed towards the window to watch his neighbourhood kids play. He was bored out of his mind, but he knew if he went asking his mum for permission to play with those kids, he'd get the usual answer.

Knowing his mum was the owner of Harl shopping mall and fashion line was something he wished wasn't engraved In his mind. She had limitless ways of guilt-tripping him just so she could evade her responsibilities and this one was her favourite. She was never going to let him forget it.

Chapter 37