If Only She Knew - Season 1 - Episode 16

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If Only She Knew - Season 1 - Episode 16

“The vehicle is completely fine other than a battery that’s acting up,” he said closing the car hood.

“Really?”
“Yes! Car batteries are probably the most volatile component in the car and it doesn’t take much for them to go bad. They only have a shelf life of few years and they will die quicker because of things like disuse, corrosion and faulty connections,” he picked his bicycle. “Just make sure you
get a good quality battery and make sure you keep your ports clean from corrosion and firmly
connected. You can go and start the car now.”
“Okay!” she responded
She got inside the car and started it.

“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed getting out. “Thank you very much. It worked. I don’t know how you did it. You sure are a good mechanic. I will think about buying a new battery or another car,”
she said smilingly.

“You better get going.”
“Oh yes. Wait,” she took her purse. “Thank you,” she handed him the money.
“Oh no no no madam. You don’t need to pay me.”

“Please take it.”
“No, I can’t take it.”
His phone rang and it was Kuda.
“What is it again?”
“Geez man. I have a friend of mine who is a manager at a hotel. He needs a security guard,” said Kuda.

“When?”
“Today. I will come and pick you up at your house around five.”

“Okay, no problem. See you later then,” he hanged up. “Sorry, a friend,” his eyes on her.
“No, it’s okay.”

“I better get going madam. So long,” he got on his bike and left the lady.

She watched him as he cycled. She got inside the car and drove off . She parked the car at the
garage, entered the office running.
“Miss Shania!” called out the secretary.
“Not now Faith. I am late. Are they in?”
“They called, meeting postponed,” she said trailing behind.

“After my hard work,” she opened the door. “What was the reason?” she sat on the chair.

“Well Mr Aaron isn’t feeling well.”
“That old man, aways sick.”
Faith laughed.

“What are you laughing at?”
“Sorry, Miss.”
“Could you bring me a cup of coffee please. I need to call my dad if you will excuse me,” she said grabbing her phone on the table.

“Okay!”
She dialled his number.
“Dad!”
“My princess!”
“The old man is sick again. They had to postpone the meeting.”

“Well. I have some good news for you,” he said.

“Whats that?”
“The Minister’s son. I have invited him for dinner at our hotel. He is coming. So I was ho…”
“Hoping that I will come and meet him,” he cut him short. “No problem and just as you know Mr Steve Johnson. That dude is not my type.”

“I know but get to know him first.”
“Okay. I will come even though I don’t like him. He is so not my type. Far from being the perfect guy”

“Okay, bye. I love you.”
“Me too dad!”

It was around 7pm when the driver parked the limo at the hotel. She walked inside dressed in a
black mini dress. She looked divine. He looked at her and smiled.

“If it isn’t Miss Shania,” he said getting up and gave her a hug.

He pulled the chair for her and she sat down. Sitting on the table was her father, step mother, the minister and his wife and son. A waiter stepped forward, offering a glass of champagne and Shania took it.

They ate and their parents left leaving the two all alone.

“Your hotel is beautiful,” he said as they entered one of the rooms. “Thanks. I usually sleep here,” she said sitting on the bed.

She sat next to him but could feel her watching him.

“You sleep here and I will go and sleep in another room,” she said grabbing her bag.
She was about to walk to the door when he grabbed her hand and pulled her close to his chest.

“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Where are you going? Are we not going to share the bed?”

“What!”
“Come on Shania. Stop pretending. I know you want me.”

Shania burst out laughing.
“Want you? What makes you think that? Listen Roy. We might have attended the same University.
Our dads are like best friends but you not my type. I know you being a player. You think you
deserve me,” she said.

He inhaled deeply.
“I have changed now and sooner or later. You going to be my wife,” he pushed her against the
wall.

“Stop! You hurting me.”
“If you think our parents went home leaving us alone to talk. You going to wish you had gone with daddy. Daddy’s little girl.”

“You are drunk!”
“I had cocaine.”
He looked at her lips, full and kissable. Fire leapt to life deep within him, a ferocious burning need
to take to take her straight to his bed. He pushed her on the bed and forgot to lock the door. He
removed his belt.

“I want you Shani. D--n girl I have always wanted you. Your drive me insane,” he started kissing her holding her hands tightly.

“Stop it!” she shouted.
She tried fighting but he had more power than her. He ripped his dress off leaving her in a lingerie.

“Please, don’t do this,” she pleaded
“I can’t. I want you.”

He strong armed her in a real way. He physically wanted to force himself on her, when he barged
in the room.

“Hey!” he shouted knocking him down with a punch. He lay on the floor unconscious. “Are you
okay?” he asked Shania, who lay on the bed.