I was shocked but calm. "Hello, OBO," I said. "My team will message you about Al Waleed's event," he replied.
"Wait, how did you know about the event?" I asked. "We shared a dream," Davido said. "The Holy Spirit spoke to me and revealed Devina, the angel, will oversee music, and I'm honored to represent him here in earth. No payment needed; let's make it happen." He hanged up.
His words left me speechless.
I paused the YouTube prayer and sent a voice note to Luyinda. "Hello Luy, I trust you are in the best of health. Please let's finalize Al Waleed's event details. We're having Davido as the performer. For decorations, I want a white and gold theme at Burj Al Arab Jumeirah. Use Emirate's Flight catering and fill the hall with flowers. Get photos done by Garage Studio Dubai. Capture the exact atmosphere."
Luyinda replied, "Yes, Madam, thank you ma. I was surprised by Davido's team's message. I'll get back to them."
I thanked her, "Thanks, Luyinda."
I added another voice note, "Please message Bryan, the US Naval Officer, to arrange for 45 personnel to secure the Burj Al Arab Jumeirah Hall in Dubai for Alwaleed's event. Also, contact DJ Khaled, we might need him after all."
I walked into the Burj Al Arab Jumeirah Hall, mesmerized by the breathtaking setup. "Wow!" I exclaimed. The white and gold theme sparkled, and the starry night sky on the rooftop stole the show.
Shatta MC boomed, "Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the one and only OBO Davido!" The crowd erupted. Davido, rocking an Arabian outfit, strode confidently to the stage, greeting Alwaleed and dignitaries before launching into his set.
DJ Khaleed's energetic beats pulsed through the hall, and the Afro Fusion Dance Troupe's vibrant performance dazzled the audience. Alwaleed beamed with joy, surrounded by friends and colleagues. "This is unforgettable," he said, smiling.
Davido's second performance reached its peak, the hall erupted in excitement. Alwaleed took the stage, expressing gratitude: "Special thanks to our amazing event planner, Wendy." The hall echoed with applause. "And to our gallant officer, Bryan, for making this event special."
The event concluded, Bryan approached me with a charming smile. "You did an amazing job planning Alwaleed's party," he said, his eyes locked on mine. I raised an eyebrow, replying, "Compared to what?" He chuckled and suggested, "Let me drive you somewhere you'll love. You deserve to unwind." I agreed, and we set off into the night.
Bryan drove me to the seaport, city lights twinkling like stars. "Wow, this view is stunning," I said, gazing out at the water.
He pointed out a luxurious yacht. "That's one of the most expensive yachts in the world."
We walked to a rooftop bar overlooking the marina. "Sounds perfect," I said, and he took my hand.
Bryan asked, "Favorite travel destination?" "Paris," I replied. We talked long into the night, sharing stories and laughter.
The night wore on, Bryan's eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a flutter in my chest. The city lights twinkled behind us, but our focus was solely on each other.
Suddenly, rain poured down, catching us off guard. Our tent was no match for the strong breeze, and it was quickly destroyed. We rushed inside the seaport lodge, drenched and shivering.
My cloth was soaked, making cling tightly to my body. It highlighted the gape of my breast and my nipples. The rain makes me feel exposed and attractive at the same time.
I caught Bryan gaze in them and I chuckled, he apologized and I said "C'mon u don't need to be, babby let go crazy" I kissed him and he kissed me back deeply. He pulled me closer, he gently unbuttoned my shirt with his teeth and laid me back on the bed.
He positioned himself over me in the classic missionary way and shockingly, he directed his mouth head towards my vagina, he sucked the hell out of me while I keep moaning. He rise up to my nipple and I insert his Dick on my Womanhood. Wrraping my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper as we moved together. Savoring the intemacy connection.
The desire for somthing new surged withing me. I nudged him and he understood immidiately. He guilded me to bend over, facing the mirror.
I could see the intensity in his eyes as he entered me from behind, his hands gripping my hips, I tell him "oh babby fuck me hard, I love doggy" he moan his voice barely above whispers " oh babe I know right".
As rhythm,intensified, he switch is to a more adventurous position, he guilded me back to the bed and have me lie on my side, he joined me and moved in syn with me, i feel him close and he whisper into my ear "are you feeling pleasure" ? My voice above whispers "yea honey, go deeper".
Amidst this, his phone's sudden beep shattered the air, my eyes locking onto it with a sense of foreboding. "Stacey and Sophie" memories long buried surged to the surface. I froze, my voice silenced, and pushed him away with a force that spoke volumes. Our eyes clashed in a charged moment. And in a flash, he drew a gun from his trouser, the metal glinting ominously.