I lean back in the chair and sigh. I have finally decided it’s not him. It can’t be. He’s all the way in Zimbabwe, far from me, far from my heart. I can’t help thinking about it though . It was so good, it was. And it’s not fair. Life is not fair. I’m supposed to be happy and living my best life. I have one of the most successful production companies and I have all the money in the world, I have the most wonderful nieces and nephews….. See? All is good. So fine.

I go back to work, working my way through the keyboard. A knock on the door. I ignore it. I specifically told Maria I don’t want anyone in here. Let’s see, financial statements….Another knock, this time harder and louder.

Then they barge into the room.

I sit straighter. “Can I help you with anything? “

He ignores me and takes a seat. I never gave him permission.

“I don’t appreciate how you barged out of the boardroom earlier “

“Excuse me? “

“How could you just walk out of there, without a proper greeting. Do you know who I am? “

I raise my eyebrow.

“I asked you a question. Do you have any idea who I am. “

I bite my lip. He was starting to get on my nerves.

“Sure”, I stand up and start walking around the room. “Jakob Adkins, daughter of Jason Adkins and Elizabeth Hernandez, the queen of England. You are the heir to the rather cursed throne. You are a singer as well as an actor. “,

I look at him

“And you are the most arrogant person I have ever met. Now do you know who I am? “

He throws his head back and laughs.

” What’s so funny? “

“I don’t know. You’re just so…. Uptight .And sure I know who you are. Catherine Machekanyanga, otherwise known as CateM originally from Zimbabwe and what else? The most arrogant person I have ever met “

I laughed.

“Me, arrogant? You might be a prince but you work for me now. “

“Phsss, work for you, me! “

“Of cause. My company, my movie, my employee. “

“I don’t work for anyone,especially not for you “,he sneered

“Do you see where I’m standing? ” I touched the chair. “And where you’re sitting? There is a reason for that “

I need a drink . I open a drawer and out came a bottle of whiskey. There is a glass too. I gulp it down. He was getting my nerves, more than anyone had ever. Nobody has ever annoyed me this much. To think I had thought it was Leo. How could he be Leo? Maybe they look alike, like, a lot, but can never be Leo even if he tried.

“Ahem,” he coughed

“What! “

He smiled “It can’t be me you’re daydreaming about can it? I mean, it hasn’t been an hour since we met, but what can I say, I do that to people.”

“Wa kuda kundi bhowa handiti.Uregere uchiita kutakunge isina kukwana ndichakudzinga panapa ukamama ” I waved my hands around. This man…..this man.. I just…. I just want to slap the hell out of him. He’s like an annoying fly constantly in your face. I want to take him by the collar and bang his head on this table. And add that vase. And that cup… And by the time I’m done with him….. Argh! I need another drink

“You’re an alcoholic.”

“Don’t start with me”

“You’re addicted to that bottle.”

“I said…. “

“I’d always wondered, why don’t you have a boyfriend, or you do, you’re just private. Or maybe you’re married. Now I know”.

I glare at him “Get out”

He sighed and leaned back, “You’re so in love with me”

“Love is strong word”

“You see?. You have some seriously strong feelings me”

It was the last straw. I took a pen from the desk and threw at him. He laughed. I seethed. “I’m really going to enjoyed this “