THE INEVITABLE HIM

A one night stand with a White waitress in a club was all it took to make him. He had no father but an owner he had. He owned him..turned him into the demon he is now. At the age of eight, he killed the humanity and love he had. "To make you strange and a worthy successor. I don't need any weakling." Akim always roared at him. The day he died the Devil got a free ticket to leave South Africa for good. Revenge from their rival Mafia gang was not in his plans. He wouldn't shed the blood of his people. He needed the for something better. To build a legitimate global empire. He worked his ass of to be a better version than Akim had in mind. He would own it all, by any means necessary. The world wasn't fair so don't blame him if he stumbled on you in the course of fulfilling his plans. You needed to keep up to be able to work for or with him. He had a family, though not perfect, the gang always had his back and so did he. At the age of twenty -six, Lucifer as he was popularly known by his close men was the most eligible bachelor, and the youngest richest business man in the country and beyond. He said it and he did it yet, there was always something else to do. Something better. He might be crazy for wanting to conquer the world, but that was his plan. Lucifer was never the type to run, he never backed down....and though a tiny part of him wanted to, he couldn't. His demons were part of him. He was his own devil. The part of him which thrilled at the site of violence and smiled at the pains and fear in the eyes of others strived and dominated his soul. He wanted out but who was he kidding, his demons were his source of power. Power, which sucks humanity out of him. Lucifer had made his name in the Europeans countries, but he felt that there would be much profit and a fulfilling tap into the culture of Africa which would in no doubt be a jackpot for him. He was a business man and so knew his fact. Africa....he dreaded and loved. He was sure of his target..where else but Ghana..a foreign environment. He was yet to find out that Ghana would give him the encounter of his life.... Kara, popularly called Nana is the "unwanted" bastard of the Agyemang family. Her mother Esther got pregnant with her white boyfriend during her college years overseas. Her mother came home with a baggage instead of the promised degrees. Being the daughter of a strict African home, ones thought would be to disappear for good and bear the shame alone. The family frowned upon her actions, turned their backs on her and was disowned by her father. Single handedly, with help from her uncle, her mother raised her to become a typical Ghanaian child. Even with her fair skin and brunette hair...she was in no doubt a Ghanaian by actions. Many often got confused yet her calm nature and respect for every custom of the society irrespective of it's flaws made her Ghanaian. Kara lived her life like a story being told. She drew her plans from the moment Uncle Kwesi sat her down and told her of the story behind her birth and why she didn't have a father or a large family. She knew who her father was. At least she had a picture of him, a picture shut away. She was satisfied with having her mom and uncle in her life. They enough for her, she convinced herself. Nana's greatest fear is repeating her mother's mistake...Don't get her wrong, she respected her mom immensely, she was by far the strongest woman she had ever know. That didn't change the fact that she would like to write some of her wrongs. Nor did it change the feeling which ate her up all the time...She was an accident and that was something that even she couldn't make right. Being the child of a single mother in a Ghanaian society, there was a lot to do and not do. No matter the amount of wealth, the society would always see you as the daughter of the unmarried woman and hence, you are required to put in much effort to everything you do. Kara wanted her mom to know n feel that her birth was her biggest achievement

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CHAPTER 15 : Black and White Souls Pt. 2

Paro scream on the phone as if it was her goal to ruin Kara's ear drums. " Your Boss, the Boss, Adriel Oralnos called you? So technically, you have his number!! Oh my God?" She sat in the couch as she took off her heels. She had just come from her mom's. A meal together was more than enough for her mom. Paro was able to convince her mom that spending the night was not going to be possible because she needed to yo ho to work the next day. As soon as she got to the apartment, her friend called, giving her a thrilling news. Well, that's how she saw it, "thrilling".

" Parvati, why the shouting? I am telling how I may have messed up. Real bad sis. I think I have created a wrong impression.... ". Kara spoke, frustrated, but Park thought otherwise. " You said "may" madam. May have fucked up. But from what you are telling me now, all I can say to you is thah you are over thinking and making a big deal of nothing. Come on, the man said you should get some sleep. Does that sound like an angry man to you?" Paro tried reasoning with Kara and reassuring her as she undressed and got something comfortable to in her room. Kara gulped down a bottle of water which was beside her bed lamp stand. " Well, maybe.. yeah. You are right. It makes sense. I guess I'm overreacting because of everything I have heard about him." Kara finally accepted her friend's theory and relaxed on the bed.

Paro moved from her room to the kitchen in a shorts and a baggy adidas top. She took a pack of noodle from one of the cabinet which were fully stocked with groceries. " Okay, so now all you need to do your best. As always. Competent Kara with the big brain. Oh Oh detective Kara." Paro laughed at her own ridiculous tease. Kara rolled rolled her eyes and gave a relief sigh. "At least I can help with making you a goddess tonight. Send me pictures of all the dresses and shoes dear."

"All of them? They are a lot..." Kara asked

"Yeah, everything. And one more thing". Paro spoke and Kara keenly listen. " Don't you dare tie your hair up tonight. True, you are his PA, but tonight you are also his date and undercover agent". Paro squeaked. Kara giggle and unconsciously nodded her head. " Get off my line drama queen." She hung up and smiled. Paro could be so chirpy and cherry sometimes and she loved that about her friend. She always had a positive vibe.

Kara looked at herself in the mirror for the last time. She looked different. Sure, she could recognise the woman in the mirror but, the reflection was a different side of her. She had no difficulty in getting ready. Why would she? She did nothing. Her job was to relax and wait. She just had to make the make- up artist, hair stylist and designer aware of any preferences as they magically transformed her into a "goddess" as Paro would put it.

It was 5 in the evening when she got some visitors. She had just gotten out of the shower. " Miss Kara?" A tall lady in black heels and dark jeans, tight dark heel specifically addressed Kara girlishly. Kara's eyes which had never deceived her ever in her life failed her. It was a male, not a woman as she had thought. She unconsciously voiced out her surprise. "Ohhh".

" Yes, that's me." Kara replied after her fast recovery from her shock. The male/ lady took a careful look at Kara and wore a satisfying smile. " We are from REFICUL"s fashion. Mr Oralnos sent us here to me of your service service tonight. " Kara looked on still surprised, even more so that he boss thought of her getting ready and any challenges she might face.

"Us? Please come in first". Kara moved aside to give way for he'd guests to enter. The man/lady was followed by four other ladies and a male. Just a handsome straight black male. Following up was their collection of clothes, heels, makeup kits by the hotel service. "I'm Roxy. This is James, Emma, Alex is and Kate. We are in charge of getting you ready for tonight. On time, as specified by the Boss. Please let us know if you like or dislike anything as we do our best to get you done. It shouldn't be a difficult job... You are a natural beauty". Roxy teased her chin and scanned Kara thoroughly from the front to her behind. She patted her cheek with her index finger and smiled up to Kara who smiled back. " Yeah, easy..." Roxy gave a short joyful hum and smiled.

"Okay... Nice to meet you. All of you" she emphasised giving acknowledgement to the rest of the team

"Please call me Kara. I have picked up a dress. It's on the bed... I would like you to give your opinion on it. I prefer my hair to hung lose. That is it. You can do anything you wish" Kara spoke.

Roxy clapped her hands to command her team. " let's get to work".

A hour later, Kara looked at herself in the mirror, shocked to see the lady she admiring. " You look amazingly yourself Kara. This is you." Roxy who quickly got along with Kara commented making her blush. She did look great, which scared her for moment. The cloth Paro chose for her was not changed. Roxy agreed that it would compliment her beautifully. She even praised Paro for her good choice. The off shoulder, back slid below the knees, white lace dress fitted her perfectly. It heightened her curves. Tiny light pink and creamish and dots made the dress a masterpiece. It was a beautiful embroidery attached to the dress.

Kara was given the right shoes. She wore a 4. 5 inches black lace heel. It was simpl and a beauty. It climbed above her ankle giving room to expose Kara's slander bronze legs. Even though her dress was an off shoulder, her cleavage was well protected leaving her back to show off some skin. Her long brunette hair was slightly curled at the ends. She look simple and classy. "Alright, how about a necklace, since you are not taking of that wrist watch." Roxy spoke and brought out a silver necklace from it caze. It had a small calved flower made of diamond in the middle. It was the most simplest innocent necklace Kara had ever seen. It screamed simple and expensive.

Her mind began to go wild as to why she was to wear that. It would be cruel to give such a necklace to an employee to wear for a night. It deserved to be used fora proposal or something. Kara reasoned inaudibly. "I can't wear that." She bluntly stated.

Roxy looked taken aback. " Is there something wrong with it? You don't like it?". James asked in shock. Kara nodded dismissally. "No, it's not that. It's too much for a night. Is there any other necklace?" Sbe asked. "No. You have to wear this. You are REFICUL's for the night. This only the only necklace we were given." With no further arguments, Roxy made Kara waer the necklace.

"Thank you" Kara said and grabbed the petite white purse which complimented the dress and looked at herself in the mirror for the last time. "All the best Kara. And just be yourself. Boss wouldn't ask much as long as you do your work well." Rosxy advised and signaled for her team to exit. She smiled and followed. Kara took her seat in the couch at the spacious hall. She checked her time and it was ten minutes to seven. The party would start at seven. Her boss would come around anytime soon. She reasoned. Maybe, she was overthinking, he would surely not come to pick her up personally. Kara had never been nervous as she was then. She sat still, keeping her fingers crossed.

Kara had already had a heart to heart talk with her maker. So whatever was going to happen, she would be okay.

Lucifer was on the phone heading to Kara's room. The didn't need to be early at the party. It was his lunching party so he could delay all he wants. Although it wasn't in his nature to delay, he figured that Kara's reaction would determine everything. He sense nervousness and that made angry. Angry at himself. Being angry was good for him, but nervousness was bad. She was a nobody. Just some girl he plans on taking to his bed. He wasn't sure that it was going to be that even, but he knew so well that, fucking her once was not going to be enough to quench the flames of desire he had built for almost four years.

He ended his call and kept his rising anger in check. He was suddenly back to being the emotionless person that he is. Kara on the other hand, was thinking of how to make the meeting less awkward or pleasant. " How will he enter. Is the door shut? God... I'm feeling like a dummy already". She mumbled to herself. A knock on the door made her jerk the door open in haste.

Her brows stood up in shock as goosebumps overwhelmed her. "That face.." She would be stupid not to recognise the face, she thought to herself. She consciously took a few steps backwards. She notice the little smile at the corner of the lips of the emotionless which face her. Kara was not given anytime to have any wild argument or even a conversation with her thoughts of how perfect of a creature the man was or to even mention of he being a killer and a saviour.

" Can I enter?"....

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