
Be My Woman Chapter 23
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“Oh, my gawd” she muttered, and her eyes widened immediately those words rolled out. She couldn’t believe herself.
She quickly covered her lips with her palms, shifting her eyes to Roman who’s smiling at her cuteness.
“I didn’t…i didn’t say that cos of your .. chest” she stuttered in embarrassment, blinking like fifty times before she could finish the statement.
“Then cos of what?” He asked, and she closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment.
“Just put me down … Please” she muttered, and Roman even adjusted her, refusing to put her down.
“One more minute, you’re not very heavy” he said, and she slowly opened her eyes, meeting with his own.
The four eyes locked, and she swallowed to hide the nervousness she’s feeling right now.
“You’re not cheap. I take it back, and every word I said to you back then” he said sincerely, and she looked away.
“It’s not that easy” she muttered.
“Then what should I do? When will you forgive me and stop being cold to me?” He asked in a silent whisper.
“Put me down first” she said, and he gently did that, placing her legs on the ground.
“Stop ignoring Liam first, goodnight” she said and started rushing out.
“Hey mama” he called after her, and she stopped to turn back.
“Shh!” She placed a finger on her lips for him, and he smiled, inserting his right hand into his pocket.
She rushed out of the house afterwards, and he looked at his arms, thinking of when he carried her earlier.
She might be tiny, but she was damn heavy, and he enjoyed the little time she spent in his arms for real.
“Dad?” Liam called from the stairs, and he turned to face the young boy.
He widened his arms, and Liam smiled widely before rushing downstairs to jump on him.
Roman caught him in his arms and swayed him fondly.
“Dad!!!” He giggled, and when he stopped swaying, he peppered his face with kisses.
“I love you so much dad, and I promise I won’t do anything to make you mad at me again. I mean it this time” he said
“I love you too brat” Roman chuckled, and Liam kissed him on the lips directly.
“Damn! Stop it!” Roman laughed.
“It’s a gift for forgiving me, and also I’m the only one who gets to taste it before mum will come back” he said, and Roman laughed again.
“Let’s eat together. I heard you telling the maids to pour out the dinner, tell them to prepare another” Liam said .
“I can’t disturb the sleeping maids anymore”
“But you pay them hugely” Liam replied.
“Still, everyone is entitled to rest. I’ll just make something for myself”
“I forgot you’re a 5-star Michelin chef” Liam replied, coming down from his arms.
He climbed his back instead, and Roman was laughing as he gave him a piggyback ride into the kitchen.
*
ROSY’S PLACE*
Rosy met Ann coming out of her apartment when she returned, and Ann looked a bit shocked when she saw her, but she quickly composed herself
“You’re back” she smiled.
“Yeah, what were you doing in my apartment?” Rosy replied.
“I went to check on Iris, she was crying so I had to put her back to sleep” Ann said.
“Thanks so much Ann”
“Where did you go? And whats with your wounds? You said you’d tell me when you come back” Ann narrowed her eyes.
“I had a minor accident for the wounds, and about where I went, I went to see boss” Rosy replied
“What! In his mansion?” Ann gasped
“Don’t faint, it was to talk about the anniversary and nothing more” Rosy quickly said.
“But still… You’re so lucky to step his house” Ann replied.
“Don’t be silly” Rosy chuckled.
“But the anniversary is in two days! I can’t wait! Did you get your dress already?” Ann asked.
“Not yet” Rosy replied, remembering she actually hasn’t thought about it.
“The earlier, the better. I’m dressing to kill to the party maybe boss can finally notice me. Anyways goodnight!” Ann said hurriedly and rushed to her apartment.
Rosy went in too and met Donovan smoking in the living room.
She plugged her nose before starting to go into the bedroom.
“Where are you coming from?” He asked, but she didn’t bother to answer before going in, locking the door.
“Rosy you’re crossing your limits!!!! You’re overdoing it!!! Rosy!!!” He shouted from outside.
She ignored his noise and went to the small hanger where she hangs her clothes.
She started searching for a suitable dress for a party, but she found none.
All she has are office skirts, short skirts, shirts and few blouses plus jean pants, no more.
She gave up after a while, then she looked at her shoe rack where four old flat shoes are, that’s all too.
She can’t possibly go to a party in flat shoes.
All her life, she has never tried heels. They’re expensive and unaffordable for her.
She sat on the bed and looked over at sleeping Iris.
“What should I do? Iris?” She muttered, and her phone buzzed.
She checked, and she blinked to see a text from Roman.
β’ If you’re home already, then thanks for coming, and i enjoyed having you in my arms. Goodnight.
She smiled before she realized, and then the scene of how he carried her replayed in her head, making her smile wider, but she suddenly stopped, remembering his chest.
“I can’t believe myself, Rosy you’re unbelievable” she muttered, laying beside Iris.
*
NEXT DAY, LANDMARK HOLDINGS*
“Goodmorning everyone!” Rosy said loudly, entering the assistances office with Ann.
“Thought boss gave you a day off, what are you doing here?” Angelina asked straight.
“I’m not sick, just minor wounds so there’s no way I’d stay at home” she replied, settling on her desk
“Wait … It’s like you three are the only assistances in this office and I’m always left out. What did I miss again?” Ann asked as she settled down too
“We’re family. Rosy is like my senior sister since I’m a year younger” Bishop said.
“And she’s like a kid sis to me since I’m a year older” Angelina said.
“We’re the bar family” Rosy said.
“Correct!” Angelina and Bishop chorused.
“I’m the crazy one for wasting my time thinking you’d say something serious” Ann shook her head, opening her laptop.
“Today should be less stressful since tommorow is the…
“Anniversary!!!” Angelina and Bishop chorused, and Ann held her forehead.
“Please…it’s too early”
“Rosy” Mr. Zed suddenly said from the door, and they all turned at the same time.
“Yes?” Rosy stood.
“Follow me” he said and walked away.
Rosy wondered why for a while before following him.
“What is he up to again?” Angelina muttered.
“He sure loves trouble, maybe he wants to follow his girlfriend” Bishop replied.
Ann was about to talk when close to eight men in suit entered the office, guarding just one person.
When the person’s face came to view, the assistances spranged up.
It’s the regional governor himself, Rena Dourou.
“Greetings, Mr. Governor” they all said at once, and the chubby man nodded.
“Where’s the CEO?”
“This way sir” Bishop led the way, and he followed with two of his guards.
Roman was just rounding up some tasks on his system when they came in, and he stood immediately.
“Mr. Governor?”
“It’s a good thing I met you, Mr. Lawson” the governor smiled.
“It’s very nice to meet you, sir” Roman replied, coming out of his desk to have an handshake with him.
In the next three minutes, they were both already seated, and Angelina brought in coffee since Rosy isn’t available.
“I won’t take long since I have a lot to cover today, so I’ll go straight to the point, Mr. Lawson. The government is interested in the dump site land, even the president is aware. I got orders from him to meet you by myself” the governor said simply.
“I bought it for sale, so if the government is ready to pay the price, there’s no holding back” Roman smiled, and the governor snapped his fingers.
One of the guards gave a file to Roman which he took and read.
It’s an agreement to the sale of the land, and he scanned everywhere for the price, but his jaws dropped on the ground when he saw it.
“Wait…. Trillions…???” He said unbelievably.
“An hospital is not gonna be built there according to rumours, it’s gonna be World Bank II” the governor replied.
“What!” Roman gasped.
*
TO Be Continued


































