Bisi - the other woman Ep. 10
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Bisi - the other woman Ep. 10

By Jon Doe   19th Aug 2018
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"So he has someone?"

Bisi thought, her eyes noting every detail of the picture on the simple desk. A few minutes prior, she had been shocked to see the man that had slipped through her fingers in a picture; here of all places. The word fate came to her mind. She immediately washed the word clean from her head, laughing bitterly in her heart. Power, not fate, decided all she muttered to herself, ruthlessly pushing back dark memories striving to bubble to the surface. He had her number, she knew without a doubt he would call regardless.

Standing behind her boss, she couldn't help but look at her, comparing. It didn't take long for Bisi to admit the woman in the picture was beautiful. Her hourglass body seemed too perfect to be real. Barely reaching Namdi's shoulders, she clung to him like a prized possession. Bisi did not feel inferior. She could almost match the woman curve for curve. A slight smirk appeared on Bisi's mouth when she noticed she had longer legs and slightly wider hips than the woman.


Looking away before her boss got suspicious, she began to walk around the office. It was spacious, half of it covered with floor to ceiling windows. She couldn't see through them but she could imagine what the view of the Lagos skyline would be like at night from this lofty height. White unblemished walls made up the other half of the office. In stark contrast was a single painting hanging behind what would be Namdi's chair. Bisi walked past her boss, standing directly in front of the art work. Bright red on white parchment. There was a ferociousness to the strokes of the brush. To her it felt like a tiger ran its claws against the white parchment, blood spilling out onto the canvas. An involuntary shiver passed through her. Looking away she pulled the only other available seat and sat down.

"Ahh, who are you to be sitting there!"

Mr. Aliyu stopped his ruffling of papers, his face turning to Bisi. His annoyance at having to wait had begun to show. She found the way he said ‘Ahh’ before anything quite irritating.

"I'll get up when he gets here. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission."


"Ahh you better not be trying that logic at my store."

He turned back to his papers, getting them in order while muttering some choice words about her. Bisi explored the desk, ignoring him. She began to notice it was not as simple as she first thought. She could make out a touchscreen merging seamlessly with the desk.

“Why only two chairs in such a spacious office?” she wondered.

Not sure how long they would be waiting, she decided to stretch her legs. Mr. Aliyu's mutterings got a bit louder; Bisi caught a few words that could only be painting her in an unflattering light. Using the space beneath the desk, her legs stretched, kicking Mr. Aliyu in the process. Surprised, papers fell from his hands. With a sneer, he bent to pick them. She wasn't worried about repercussions, she was his top sales girl. Crossing her legs, fingers draped along the armrest, she watched the door in anticipation, her desire slowly bubbling to the surface. She was not disappointed. The door opened, a shocked Namdi uttering a single word in disbelief.


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