FIVE STAR

Mirabella opened her drawer and picked the anxiety pills, forcing a large quantity into her mouth. She took the glass of water close to her and gulped it down with the pills. "This boy wants to send me to my early grave." she murmured and dropped the glass cup. "I can't just sit and watch him act so immature, this attitude of his can make us loose everything." she rushed to her cell phone and dialed a number. "Pick up, pick up, pick up." she whispered and when the call finally got answered, she said. "Tomorrow ten in the morning, the usual place." she ended the call and sighed heavily. Diva walked in the room without knocking and it almost made Mirabella brawl but she controlled herself with a sharp exhale.

"Hi." Diva said and sat on the bed without being offered . "Why is this bed as hard as this?" she asked.

"What do you want?" Mirabella asked with a straight face.

She cleared her throat and started. "That driver is something we should deal with. Can you imagine he asked me to be his girlfriend? despite the fact that he knows I am John's wife to be."

Her straight face wore a heavy frown. "Which driver are you referring to?"

"The one that said he wasn't but happy because the woman he loves denied him because he asked for a child."

Mirabella scoffed, "Neo?"

"I don't care whatever his name is." she looked at her fingers which had artificial nails on them. "Maybe you should fire him, seeing him will make me sick."

Mirabella dropped her phone and sat on the chair opposite Diva. "First of, I do not believe what you have just said about Neo, second, you don't tell me who to fire."

Diva, seeing that Mirabella didn't fall for her lies, and was already setting some boundaries, she decided to overturn things. "What do you mean? Am I lying against him?"

"You are not his type of woman." she said bluntly and faced the mirror. "If that will be all, you can go out now, I will see you tomorrow."

Diva stared at Mirabella, thinking of what she said 'you are not his type of woman' Neo had said the same too, is it possible for everyone to know him or is there something else going on?

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She had closed from work about two hours earlier than the normal time because she wanted to get some groceries. As she arranged the items, she remembered how she had done the same for Daniel when he moved to his current apartment. Julie paid for the apartment as usual, she even bought him groceries. "How can all those efforts and investment be a waste?" she asked no one in particular. "After everything, he was a playboy, he played me for five years." she stopped arranging so as to stop the years gushing out her eyes. "Daniel you are a bastard." She cursed and carried on with what she was doing.

The memory of how her ex dis flowered her came to mind again. Everything was on fleek, she had paid for a VIP room in a five star hotel because Daniel had always yawned for it.

Julie could still remember vividly as she walked with him in the room with a king size bed and a huge television screen, the art works hung in the wall were giving as well. The entire room was filled with sweet and enticing smell.

"Do you like this place?" Julie asked as she dropped her tote bag which had her books on one of the chairs in the room. "I heard it's the best in town."

"It's crazy how you managed to afford such a luxurious place." Daniel whispered as his eyes admired the room.

"Anything for you." She said shyly.

"Well, the place is nice." He rubbed his palm on his face. "But it would have been nice if i could spend at least three days and two nights for a proper weekend."

That time, Julie had purposely ignored too many red flags because of the love she had for him. He was an ingrate and hypocrite, but still she kept on doing all she did to please him. "It's going to cost me a lot, but I can handle it."

He smiled broadly and kissed her. "Thanks so much baby, I love you."

Julie always felt like she was in heaven anytime John said he loved her, she would smile broadly that even her dry lips sometimes bled. Her whole life and energy was into Daniel, until one day, when she caught Him with her supposed best friend.

She banged her hands on the kitchen cabinet. "Why am I still remembering this good for nothing bastard? After all he did to me, I wish I could just strangle him and he dies off." Her phone rang and she answered it in no time. "Monica, how are you doing?"

"Hi girl! I am doing good and you?"

She sighed heavily. "I'd say I'm fine too, but so lonely."

"You know you can always come around until you get used to the life you are about to start living."

"I know, but don't you think it's to early for me to start coming over? I just moved in yesterday."

"Come on!" Monica grumbled. "Everyone misses you."

"Everyone?" Julie chuckled. "I barely communicate with people there."

"Well, they still seem to like you by chance."

"My doors are always opened anytime you want to come over. Have you seen that guy?"

"Which one of them?"

"The one that spent two weeks in my bed." Julie said without a bit of conscience.

"I thought you already told him to stop coming because you were moving out."

"Oh really?" She inhaled sharply. "I'd give you a call tomorrow morning, good night." She ended the call and regretted ever asking after John, "Does he even care about me?" She asked herself. "Well I don't expect much from him anyways, we met at a brothel.