LOVE IS A GAME [CHAPTER 3]

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Coco's life has been a total mess; one that she detest anytime she tries to think of it. Her parents had left her in the care of her aunt when they both died in a plane crash.
No they weren't rich, don't think that, infact they were poor but got lucky when her father won a jackpot of 12million naira bet and a free flight to the united States of America.
Coco had insisted her dad travel with his wife, since it was strictly one passenger to tag along. But then, the plane crashed and her aunt claimed the grand prize
She first met Jonah in frustration, her first love. Her aunt has made life unbearable and sometimes she was locked out of the house. Jonah helped and screwed her.
"Don't worry baby, I'll be gentle"
He reassured when he took her pride and dump her afterwards.
"I'm not feeling this shit anymore ok?"
That was his excuse.
Philip came next, screwed and blew the same reason to her face.
Edward was the one she'd never forget. He was the king of the streets, and even though it didn't work out when he lost his life to the streets, she never failed to thank him for teaching her how to survive the streets.
"Hey"
Davies snapped and brought her back to the present.
"Marriage?"
She questioned hoarsely, the words just made meaning to her. Her eyes went wide, different thoughts flooded her mind.
"Fake marriage Coco, keep your voice down"
It was a great relief, she sighed and crossed her legs.
"My father has 6months to live, he has been diagnosed with an incurable cancer..."
She made an attempt to show her sympathy, but he cut her shut, just to show that he didn't need it.
"He has refused to share the inheritance among his three sons, until we all present our wives to him. It was all a joke at first, but later on we discovered he was damn serious. And he was ready to give out all his assets to the public if we didn't comply"
He gulped a glass of water down his throat and Coco seized the opportunity to ask.
"Did he say why he wanted you all married?"

"He never got married, he had us from different mistresses"

"Oh" Coco nodded like she got his point.
"He must be some bad ass father"
Her words sounded funny to her, but Davies wasn't buying it.
"What? It's funny"
She chipped in before she asked another question.
"How did you get me a visa in less than 12hours?"

"I had it prepared before hand"

"But you didn't know my name"

"True, your new name is Tricia King"
She attempted to protest but got the feel of the name the next moment.
She flushed with a smile igniting her jaw.
"Tricia king? That's hot, I like it"
He was too Stern and quiet, he wouldn't oblige to her taunts and jokes.
"Would he ask for pictures, documents and all that?"
She pinched his arm when he wasn't responding.
"Don't ever do that again"
He warned but he observed she wasn't moved.
"They've all been put in place, all we need is take photos, we'll do that once we get to London"

"Ok, but for how long will this marriage thing keep up?"
She was pestering him with questions and he was getting offended.
"A week, you can go back to Nigeria afterwards, If he requests for you, the excuse would be you traveled to see your parents...and Coco can you do this Job?"
He put the question to her with his cornered eyes picking the arm she threw across his shoulder.
"Yeah of course"
He made a point to her hands around his shoulder and asked the question again.
"Oh, don't mind me, not my fault though... you're hot"

Coco eventually slept off, after lots of trials to make Davies fun, all to no avail.
Her head fell to his shoulder, he felt disgusted by it. With a tip of his finger, he gently pushed her head away from his shoulders.
"Coco, Coco, get up, we are here"
The chill, cozy breeze that cooled off her skin, the lights that brightened the environs, was something that ignited splits of bubble in her system.
"Somebody pinch me"
She glimmered with Joy.
"I'm in London?"

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Coco couldn't contain the Joy she felt, she fathomed of how her new life would be. She would want to scavenge the city, catch lots of fun and adventures, but Davies was a bulwark and he slashed her dreams when he said.
"You would do none of that, you are here for business and that's it"
She felt like rending his skin from his muscles. She took peeped out the car to view the lights and glory of the city, before she turned to him to let out her thoughts
"You are one cruel mister, ain't you?"
As usual, her question was left unanswered.
"You'd be needing some good cloths"
She alighted from the car and stood in front of the biggest boutique she had ever encountered in her life.
"And?"
She made him stop when she folded her arms to explain that she was cold.
"And some thick jacket"
He spoke her mind, she chuckled in enthusiasm and held his arm.
"Hey, hands off"

"Come on, for Christ sake be a gentleman, how are we gonna act this marriage stuff, like how would we convince your Father that we are actually married if you are like this?"
He wanted to counter her words, but it appeared reasonable.
"Fine, but don't take advantage of it"

"Oh of course handsome"
He shot her that look of can-i-trust-you?.
"What? It's an harmless compliment, you're handsome right?"
Straightway, they headed into the boutique, Davies dropped his credit card at the reception and walked her down to the ladies unit.
"Go on, pick whatever you want"
For a normal girl, sure she would want to be considerate. Not for Coco, the sound of his words drove the last resort of tranquility she had, she dived into action and selected more than what she could carry.
"Good, change these rags into one of what you've bought"
He steered a feeling of spite in her.
"Wait excuse me? You just called my clothes rag?"
She questioned, thanking God within her that their deal ends in just a week.
"Yeah, you've been thinking you were putting on clothes, grow up girl"
He turned to the sales rep, totally ignoring Coco when she shut her eyes, tightened her grip and sighed in exasperation.
"Get me a good wedding gown"
He instructed, and after a few hours of painstakingly surveying through a good number, he finally settled for one and instructed Coco, who had been waiting impatiently, to try it on.
She tied her hair together and pinned it neatly. There was no make up to fit with the dress, but she was sure her cute face would do the job for her.
She was out for observation, though Davies didn't mean to, but the word
"Wow"
Escaped him subconsciously.
He realised himself and quickly made the correction.
"I mean...I mean, it's good"
He felt stupendously vulnerable at that Moment.
"Oh come on, say the word homie, I am beautiful. And yes, you got lost with just a stare"
The sales rep tailing then from behind was there to confirm Coco's words when she giggled and join in.
"Of a truth, she is beautiful sir"
Davies shot an inimical look at the sales rep that she had to apologize immediately.
"Am sorry sir"

"Alright, go change, Let's get to the studio"
He started out of the boutique the moment he dropped the word.
"Are you serious? When do I get to rest?"
She murmured and quickly joined him in the car.
"Hey Davies, how did you plan all these?"
She was flabbergasted at the sight.
He had paid people to pose as friends and eye witnesses to the wedding.
After the studio pictures he took her straight to the wedding hall he had prepared.
It was all according to plan.
And it was falling in place.
Until when the evening came to put his efforts to naught.
He threw the documents to the the floor the moment he entered the hotel room Coco resided.
"What?"
She spranged up and questioned.
"My father discovered it was all fake, we would have to get married for real"

©onyeneke Abel .February 2018 all rights reserved.
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