~CRASH!!~
"Whoa!!!"
Around half of the guys in the parlor exclaimed in surprise as Bayo fell and shattered the glass table to pieces.
After the exclamation, silence descended in the room.
'What just happened?'
'Did he just punch him in the face?'
Everyone had questions popping up in their minds as to why Bayo was sprawled across shattered glass and Tisane was standing over him seething in anger.
"You bastard!!" Tisane's voice roared across the parlor.
"See what you've done?!"
Tisane's countenance and expression was totally different from his normal gentle nature which shocked everyone.
"Tisane, what the hell man?" Ibrahim came forward to assist the staggering Bayo to his feet.
Tisane was not a guy of many words. After glancing around the room and seeing the shocked eyes staring at him, he hissed in anger and walked away.
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"Hey Bayo, what just happened. Why did Tisane go berserk just now?" Tunde asked Bayo as they assisted to attend to his wounds.
"*Sigh* I have no idea" Bayo sighed heavily as he shook his head in confusion.
"Dude, I never knew birthday boy could have such a big temper"
Some of the guys stated in surprised voices.
"Yeah don't you think we should talk to him?"
"No need, he already left" someone said.
"He left?" Bayo, Tunde and Ibrahim chorused together.
"Yeah, I just saw him take his things and leave through the gate"
"Whoa, he's really pissed off!" Ibrahim widened his eyes.
"Just give him some time to cool off, he'll come around" Bayo said after some time.
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Tisane had never felt so angry and sad as he felt right now except when he still lived with his parents and was always at loggerheads with his father.
Arriving at his apartment building, he briskly walked to his door, inserted the key and twisted the handle when he turned the key twice.
Walking into his one room apartment he sighed as he inhaled the peculiar atmosphere.
It's like the damp air welcomed him back from a long journey.
Glancing around the room, he sat down resignedly on the bed as he tried to reorganize his jumbled thoughts.
He rubbed his temple as Melvina's voice kept echoing in his head.
~You are a liar Tisane~
~Am so disappointed in you~
~I thought you were different from other guys~
~Vile perverts, that's what you all are~
'Am sorry Melvina, it's wasn't my fault, it was Bayo's doing'
Tisane struggled to accept what just transpired between him and Melvina.
He also couldn't believe that he actually attacked his best friend.
Tisane was a guy who was never really strong willed. For he was more comfortable in going with the flow of things.
Stretching himself on the bed, he closed his eyes, hoping a little sleep could help ease his troubled mind.
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~{WE ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS,
WE ARE NOT YOUR ENEMIES,
WE ARE YOUR GODS,
WE ARE YOUR ANGELS... BOOM!!!!!!!}~
"Ah!!!" Tisane woke up in a shivering state as his body was soaked in perspiration.
"Not this damn nightmare again" Tisane couldn't understand why he kept having the same freakish dream over and over again.
It's like anytime he falls asleep, he would always see flying objects and terrible explosions.
'Maybe they are all signs of my bad luck'
*Sigh*
While he was trying to take his mind off that stupid dream.....
*Ring ring*
Tisane glanced at the screen of his phone to view the caller ID but discovered that it was an unidentified number.
Curiously, he picked the call.
"Hello"
**Hello am I speaking to Mr Tisane James?** the voice over the line inquired.
"Yes this is Tisane James" Tisane affirmed.
"Who am I speaking with?"
**My son told me what happened few hours ago. I was wondering if I could clarify things from you**
"Your son?" Tisane asked with a puzzled look on his face.
**Yes, apparently he's still sore from the dish out you gave him at the house** the voice replied Gayly.
Tisane's eyes widened as he immediately understood who he was talking to.
"S-sir, are you Mr Fadeyemi?"
**Nice, you caught on boy**
Tisane felt so shocked and scared. He began wondering if he would be arrested.
Bayo's father Mr Fadeyemi, is the current CEO of the Nigerian Products Limited(NPLC). A company that was strictly affiliated with the African Conglomerate Company(ACCOM).
In other words, in the whole country, his financial authority and influence was second to none.
'And I was so stupid enough to inflict injury on his son'
Tisane palmed his face in frustration. And he was beginning to have a nervous breakdown.
**Hello young man, you still there?**
Tisane almost forgot he still had an ongoing call.
"Oh....oh sorry sir, I lost signal for a bit there" Tisane could feel his heart pounding.
**Listen boy, I would like for us to meet for a little chat. Moreover, I feel like you're someone that I would like to have in my company. What do you say? Interested?**
'Is that a job offer?' Tisane thought anxiously.
**I guess if you are not interested, well no hard feelings. Have a good day** Mr Fadeyemi spoke abruptly.
"No no no sir, am very much willing" Tisane replied in haste, afraid that Mr Fadeyemi would change his mind.
**That's much better. At 7:00pm a private vehicle would come to pick you up. Then again, I want you to send me your home address if you don't mind**
"Of course sir that won't be a problem"
**Good to know. Be seeing you Mr Tisane**
Even after the line disconnected, Tisane was in a daze. Did the one and only Mr Fadeyemi, CEO of The apex enterprise of the country just asked to meet with him?
It was just too unbelievable to put in words. Mr Fadeyemi was very much known as the financial giant of West Africa and a domineering representative in the African Union(AU).
Tisane could feel his excited heart beat and felt his mood lifting.
Would Melvina still hate him when she finds out that he was now an employee of the great and extensive Nigeria Products Company Limited(NPLC)?
He couldn't wait to see the look on her face as he immediately sent his apartment address to the number Mr Fadeyemi used to call him and then he rushed to the bathroom to freshen up.
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Exactly at 7:00pm, Tisane heard the horn of a car in front of his apartment.
Peeking through the window, he saw a limo which was polished black wi--wait a minute! A limo, an actual limo was in front of his apartment building with a tall light skinned man in a tuxedo standing at the side and staring at his apartment window.
Tisane got the message from the man's expression that he needed to hurry up.
Quickly dressing up in his one and only suit and tie combo, Tisane stared at himself in the mirror and prayed that he was presentable enough.
Anxiously stepping out of his apartment, he saw the chauffeur move towards him and bowed.
"Mr Tisane, a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I was instructed by the chief to take you to the venue of your meeting" he had a gentle and soothing voice.
Tisane nodded speechlessly as he was directed to step into the limo.
Truth be told, this was Tisane's first time of actually experiencing the luxuriousness of a limousine.
Some minutes later, Tisane while in a fully relaxed state was startled by the voice that spoke through the hidden speakers in the vehicle.
**Sir, we've arrived at our destination**
Tisane felt the limo come to a stop while the door opened almost immediately revealing a spectacular view of one of the most glamorous guest houses in the country.
Tisane's mouth went agape as he took in the glorious view before him.
While standing there almost lost in sightseeing, Tisane soon noticed two tall dark skinned men walking towards him. They were both dressed in well laced Italian suits and carried intimidating auras about them.
Standing before Tisane, they both bowed.
"Nice to meet you Mr Tisane" one of them with a straight face spoke.
"Please come with us, the chief is waiting"
Tisane nodded immediately and obligingly followed the two men through the spacious gardens, passed the dinner hall after the recreational rooms and into the elevator.
The guest house boasted an impressive number of ten floors with each floor sporting it's own unique sense of grandeur and accommodation.
Stopping at the seventh floor, Tisane followed his two escorts through a beautiful hallway and halting in front of a large room door embroidered with eye-catching tapestries.
Few seconds later, the huge door was gently pushed apart to reveal a mind-blowing
scenery of pulsating neon lights of various colours. Well polished mahogany tables, cushions of various sizes interlaced with gold embroidery.
Tisane glanced around in wonder at the aspect of luxurious living evident before him.
"Nice to finally meet you face to face Mr Tisane" a voice stated from behind him.
Turning around abruptly, Tisane's eyes fell on a middle aged man with an average height and domineering gaze.
"Mr Victor Fadeyemi"