Chronical Of A Royal Prince And The Devil Incarnate - Season 1 - Episode 11

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Chronical Of A Royal Prince And The Devil Incarnate - Season 1 - Episode 11

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Nora: “Adeleke, you just could not stay in the mental home, could you? You think you can get back all I have taken? You lie my dear. I have gone too far to give up now. Do you know? I attacked Mary, and framed you for it. She could have saved you; but I bribed her with rehabilitating her legs, and she did not care about you. Was she not pretending like she could protect you?” Nora said, laughing hysterically.

Leke: “I know about that”
Nora: “You know, so why are you still here, you should go hide because you can’t defeat me. Even your father knows”
Leke: “You killed him too, didn’t you and my mother too” But Nora didn’t answer, her eyes had rolled back again into her head, she slumped on a couch in the office and zonked out. I slipped the phone into my pocket. This was good, but not good enough, she had not given me the real gist, but this could get her jail term. Now that things were beginning to play out, I was patient; I didn’t want to make a mistake. As I walked out of the office, I bumped into Banke, I pulled her away to my office, where she flung her hand away.

Leke: “She is sleeping; she looked for you but didn’t find you. Where were you, you had a job to do, and couldn’t do it”
Banke: “Don’t even talk to me in that condescending tone. You have the audacity to date two friends?” My heart skipped a bit.
Leke: “What are you talking about?”
Banke: “You know d--n right what I am talking about. I saw the video you made yesterday on Prisca’s blog, and when I asked her, she told me you gave her. I didn’t know you were talking with her” she said her cheeks flaming with fury. I stayed quiet composing my thoughts, all my plans since I came out of the mental home was on the line if I did not convince Banke of my loyalty to her.
Leke: “And you just concluded I was dating her. I stumbled on her blog and I needed some cash to purchase the drug we would use in our project. You have done so much for us that I didn’t want to ask you for money. I sold the video to Prisca”
Banke: “I will ask her and if you are lying…” I did not let her finish.

Leke: “Ssh, don’t say it. Something you don’t know is that Prisca has eyes for me, if you give her the impression that we are not firm, she will go after me. Is that what you want?” Her confidence began to waver, she was sure I was cheating on her before, but now, she was not sure. And she was not ready to let her friend know there was trouble in paradise.

Banke: “I am sorry for doubting you; I don’t know what I was thinking” she said and embraced me.

Leke: “Promise me we will not have this conversation again” I said firmly
Banke: “I promise baby” she said earnestly.
Leke: “Now go wake your boss” I said and walked away to my office, thanking the stars that I had taken care of the issue. But I couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if she had really believed I was cheating on her, she definitely would have destroyed all I had taken time to build.

Leke: “The b---h! She was already threatening me, after she will say she loves me” I muttered under my breath. The anger overcame me, I was mad at her for thinking she could hold me to ransom; she had forgotten one little detail. I had her nudes, and the day she hurts me, I will make sure her image is tarnished forever. The thought of the ace I had over her calmed me, and I could settle again to work.

Before lunch the video of Nora straddling Mary and threatening her not to confess had gone viral. The human resource department was running helter skelter, trying to salvage the situation, and all the while, Nora was sleeping under the inducement of Zolpidem. No one could wake her up. The phone lines were buzzing with reporters wanting to ask one question or the other. By the time Nora woke, the question on everyone’s lips was; “What did Nora have to hide, and who was Mary?”

By the next day, the media had dug out the attack on Mary ten years ago, and how I was thrown into the mental home for it. People began to wonder if the child might have been innocent, and if Nora was in fact responsible for the attack on Mary. Among their musings was the question of how Mary managed to rehabilitate her leg, if she was just a nanny at the time. People began to connect two and two. I checked Prisca’s blog, and began to read the comments on the video, people rained curses on Nora for framing a child for the crime he did not commit. This was my second best day since leaving the mental home, I was practically bubbling. I walked by Nora’s office and Banke was at the secretary’s table.

Leke: “What is happening here Banks, hope your ears and your camera are open to receive”
Banke: “This project is beginning to seem like it is aimed at destroying the boss. You should not have sent that video” she said.
Leke: “I told you, it’s just a onetime thing. Besides, don’t you want to know the kind of person she is?”

Banke: “We have all got secrets, leave her to hers. She is going out of her mind, I feel bad for her”

Leke: “If you want to feel bad, feel bad for the people whose lives she has destroyed!” I said vehemently, banging the desk before me. Banke shuddered in fright; she stood up and walked away in a hurry. I shoved my fingers through my hair, I could not believe I had lost control, but I really felt like shaking sense into Banke. How could she pity Nora, did Nora pity me when she killed my mother and sent me to a mental home for something she did? I needed to calm myself, and since I was not doing anything, I left the office. I called Prisca on the way and she told me she was not busy, so we agreed to meet up at our favorite Browns’ café. I arranged an Uber ride on my phone, and in two minutes the cab arrived.

At the Browns’ Café, Prisca was not there yet, so I ordered my favorite chocolate drink poured on ice rocks. As I took the first drink, I felt it cool its way down my oesophagus to my stomach, I felt calmness return to my body. It was just in time for Prisca arrival, I watched her as she wormed her way through the café which was crowded at this time. The morning gym routines were paying off, her curves were more defined, I could see her toned arms in the sleeveless sundress she wore. I realized I was falling in love with Prisca, she was the only one I wanted to talk to when am upset, I felt happy whenever I thought of her. But how could I tell her that what she knows about me are all lies?

Prisca: “Hello bae” she said and kissed me on the lips as she came to where I was sitting. She went ahead and wrapped her arms around me, resting her head on mine.

Leke: “I can feel so much love from you, is it our anniversary yet?” I teased.

Prisca: “Silly, you are amazing, I just hit 1 million followers today, I already have deals on my table. I am rich!”
Leke: “Weren’t you rich before?”
Prisca: “That was my parents’ money, this is mine. I am officially a business woman, and it is all thanks to you. I love you” she kissed my head.

Leke: “What will you have?”
Prisca: “Order anything, and then I want to show you where I live” she said. My heart leaped for joy, she was finally letting me into her life. And I knew that today would be the day she gave her body to me. But luck was not on my side as things turned around for the worst. I was signaling the waiter to come when I saw Banke approaching us, her face was contorted in fury and I knew that I was going to lose Prisca today.

Banke: “You b---h!” she said and hit Prisca across the face.

Prisca: “Banke, what is the meaning of this?”

Banke: “You are here, kissing and smooching my boyfriend, and you ask me questions?” she asked, ready to give Prisca another slap but I held her hand.

Leke: “Why do you have to me create scenes, do you thrive on drama?” I asked her. I saw the hurt in her eyes, as they well over with tears.

Banke: “After everything I have done for you? This, What does she have that I don’t?” she asked jerking me by the shirt. Prisca raised her eyes to me, I saw the hurt, I had hurt the girl I loved the most. I saw the security men approaching us, and tried to detangle Banke’s hands from my shirt, but her grip was firm. Prisca shook her head and walked away just as the security men reached us.

Security: “Please you have to leave now” one said. The shame burned on my face, and the anger slowly began to seep back in. I shoved Banke, and she fell backward to the floor, then I left the café. Banke had destroyed my love nest with Prisca; I would never be able to return to Browns’ café.
Unknown to me, Banke had gone straight to the office, from the café and to Nora. She had met Nora when she was brainstorming with her aides, trying to ascertain who made the video, and how it was disseminated.
Banke: “I know who you are looking for, it is Mikhail” she said standing before them. Her face stained with tears and her mascara running down her face.