Chapter 2 2

Kayla

"You do not have the right to do anything to me," I said to the caller and he laughed.

"Who do you think you are? A god?"

"If that is what you think I am, then yes, I am a god," I stood my ground.

"Let us see how it goes then."

"If you think you are that powerful, why don't we meet physically?" I asked him. Deep down, I wonder how he wants to plan my downfall. In this country? Where my name is well known? The only thing he can do is give bloggers a topic to talk about after that, I will clear the mess. After all, I have the money to put them in their place.

"When I am done with you, you will know that it is not everyone you mess with."

I scoffed and bit my lower lip and asked him, "What do you think you have to show to the world? No one will believe anything you say."

"I have your secrets in my palm and I will leak it out to the world. Trust me, everything you have worked for will crumble before your eyes."

"Do your worst," I said to him and hung up. I gave this situation a deep thought. My laptop was running and I had to shut it down.

This is not the first time I have been threatened. I have received all kinds of threats. From death threats to Kidnap threats but there was something peculiar about this treat. This is the first time I have talked so long with someone who wants to see me fall.

There was something I noticed about the caller. During the time we talked, his voice was soothing. Although, I could not place who the voice belonged to but his voice sounded more like a lover than a killer.

Just when I was about to go to sleep, my phone beeped and I saw a text message from my mum. It read:

"You have a date with my close friend's son by 5pm tomorrow. Please, co-operate this time. Everything has been arranged."

I threw my phone on my bed and stamped my feet on the ground.

"What does the woman want from me? An arranged date? Oh God." I ranted, hitting my bed continuously.

Can't this woman let me be? Now, I will have to look for what to wear for the stupid date and this woman will not take a no for an answer.

There is no need to run away from it, I will just go on the date and tell him whatever I feel like saying. I get that men want to have one or too many relationships with me but they do not love me. They are all liars and cheaters. Maybe, I am just unlucky and I submitted to fate. I can never find love at least, not now. Maybe in my other life. Most of the men I have come across are parasites. They all want to suck you dry and dump you after they have nothing to gain again from you. Besides, What do I need love for when all the men I have had romantic relationships with keep messing me up? This is one thing my mum does not understand. I understand that she is so desperate to see her only daughter walk down the aisle in a white radiating wedding gown. What she does not understand is that I do not want that type of life. If only she can be patient with me.

* * *

"Increase the price of stocks and let people who are ready to invest in the company, buy stocks. After an hour, close the sales," I ordered the stock broker of Soaring Eagles company. Yes, that's the name of my company and I am very proud to mention it anywhere.

"But...ma. We might run on a loss," the stock broker complained and I eyed him.

"When was the last time you disobeyed my order?"

"Never ma," he answered with his eyes looking to the ground.

"Good. I am sure you know what that means. Do as I say. No questions." I answered and I walked out briskly and I was followed by my bodyguards. One of which carried my bags, the other held my files. On my way to my office which was on the topmost floor of the building, I bumped into Mr. Cyril, an ex of mine. This time I made sure I carried my shoulders high and I did everything possible for him to notice me.

"Mr. Cyril," I called out and he turned immediately. He shook the moment he saw me and blinked continuously. It was obvious he was shocked to see me.

"Layla. It has been years since we last saw," he stressed.

Yes, son of a bitch. Years since I met another woman in your bed.

"It is nice meeting you,"

"Are you here for business? This company has to be one of the leading companies to invest in. I have made quite up to a million dollars by investing here," he revealed and I chuckled.

"Of course, Cyril. Why won't it be the best when I am the owner of the company?"

He raised one of his eye brows and began to stutter.

"But...B..ut...But..."

"Are you surprised? You wrote me off didn't you?"

He shook his head and said, "no, no. How will I?"

"Well, we will see some other time, Mr. Cyrillllllll," I said, stressing Cyril. I brushed past him and he just stood there, maybe waiting for someone to tell him this was all a dream.

I got to my office in no time and the guards arranged my things and we're about to leave when I stopped them.

"We need to be on alert. Tell this to the security team. I do not want to be seen alone."

"Yes ma. We will do as you just said," one of them said and I looked at the other waiting for his response.

"Everything will be under control but can we know the reason?" He asked. It was as if a knife pierced through my heart. Never have I been this scared because of a mere threat.

"My life and this company is at stake."

"We will protect you," They said in unison and I dismissed them.

I dialed the stock broker's number on the landline phone and he answered.

"Check for Me. Cyril's name on the list of investors and cancel him. I do not need him." I ordered.