Blossom Again

"You're so sweet ". Ryan Anderson kissed the slender brown skin model he had just spent last night with on her head as he fixed the belt on his trousers.

"Awwwn. Thank you ", she purred, like a cat.

"Here, I sent you some cash ".

"You're the best ", she said in excitement and pecked him on his cheek.

"Yeah. I am ", he smiled proudly. "And you can say that again", he winked.

"See you another time ", she said as she picked up her handbag and walked out of the hotel room with smiles all over her face.

Ryan Anderson was a playboy and women loved him. Young and old. He had the money and the looks.

Putting on a dark shade, Ryan strolled out of the Royal Grandeur Hotel.

An exclusive private suit designed for only the wealthy. Ryan enjoys bringing his girls here. He calls them his plaything.

"When you have money, you can have any woman you want", he would always say. His phone rang in his back pocket. He brought it out, looking at the screen, a frown formed on his forehead.

"Hello, Dad", he said, rolling his eyes as he tapped the receive button.

What does the old man want?

"Ryan, where are you? Came his father's voice.

"Somewhere ". Ryan replied nonchalantly.

"What in God's name is wrong with you, Ryan? His father yelled. "I can't believe you're my son sometimes. When would you desist from this lifestyle of yours? Pete Andrew said, his voice laced with frustration.

"What are you talking about? Ryan asked, feigning innocence.

"There's news flying all over this morning. A model posted you on her Instagram . You guys had a great time together ".

"Oh shit! Ryan cussed. He didn't expect Madison to do that. I thought I told her to keep things low. "Dad, there's nothing serious going on between us. I promise", Ryan sighed.

"Ryan, I will not warn you again to desist from this womanizing lifestyle of yours and settle down with a decent girl. I promise to disown you before you rub our family name in the mu".

"Dad, dad.... Ryan had barely spoken when his father said his next words

" I give you two weeks".

"Dad, that's not possible....the line dropped.

A frown formed on Ryan's face as he repeated his father's words. "Two weeks". How am I gonna do that? I don't even have a stable relationship. I ain't in any relationship. Frustration assaulted his mind. He knew his father too well. Peter Andrew always keeps to his words.

With a feeling of unease, Ryan continued walking; he had barely taken his first two steps when he bumped into a lady. The force of the collision was so hard, sending her tumbling to the floor with a thud as her cup of coffee spilt on him.

"Ouch! Emily groaned in pain.

She wasn't looking at where she was headed. Her mind was in six and sevens as she walked down the hallway dialling Cherie DeVille's manager. She had an appointment with the popular supermodel's manager. Emily needs the supermodel to influence Ethereal Beauty's latest make-up collection release.

Cherie's manager had asked her to meet her at the hotel. But as soon as Emily got there, the number stopped going through.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry I didn't see you coming", she apologized as she stood up from the floor.

Ryan looked at her from head to toe. Anger coursed through him. Like his day hasn't been ruined enough. He looked at his stained jacket and looked back at her.

"I'm so sorry about that", Emily apologized again, rummaging through her handbag. She brought out a handkerchief and began wiping his jacket, but the stains wouldn't come off.

"I'm so sorry about this, but I got to go", she said hurriedly and almost walked away, but Ryan's strong hands pulled her back.

"What the hell! She exclaimed. Surprised.

Ryan crossed his arms. "You can't spill coffee over my jacket and walk away just like that "..

Emily scoffed. "So....?

"Well, these stains will never go away ", he said dryly. You have to get me another jacket".

"Alright then", Emily nodded. "How much is your jacket?

"$100,000 ", he said bluntly.

"What! Hundred thous. ....", Emily rolled her eyes at him. "I'm sorry I can't give you that, Mr", she said, blatantly refusing to pay such an amount for a simple-looking, neutral colour jacket.

Who the hell does this guy take her for? Emily eyed him from head to toe. He was annoyingly handsome with those pairs of emerald eyes that were staring back at her intensely like he was seeing her soul.

"I'm sorry to break this news to you. I don't have that kind of money right now to give to you", she swallowed. "Please, I have got to go now. I have got an appointment with someone important".

"Who? He asked.

"It's none of your business ", Emily replied.

"Alright then, you ain't going nowhere", Ryan said with a serious tone."

Emily couldn't help but laugh. "Who gonna stop me? You?

Ryan was quiet as he stared at her, observing her like a specimen.

"Wait a minute", Emily raised a hand in a girlie manner. "Do I look like those rich ass bitch, you can extort? I'm sorry to inform you my darling... I've got no dime'.

"Ertort you? Ryan smirked.

"Yes, you want to extort me. How can you say this cheap-looking jacket is worth a hundred thousand?

"Did you say cheap? This is Hermes 'Maison', leather jacket", his tongue stressing on the Hermes.

Emily took a picture of his jacket with her phone and searched for the price on a search engine.

"Holy cow! Her jaw dropped. The dude wasn't lying about the price.

Ryan smirked."I guess you know now".

"Look ", Emily took a deep breath. "I'm very sorry I ruined your jacket. But I don't have such an amount of money to pay you".

"Sorry ain't gonna fix my jacket or buy me a new one", Ryan said arrogantly.

He sized her up. He was enjoying the look of frustration on her face.

"Alright. I know you can't afford it", he said calmly. "But you can give me my $100 bucks in services".

"How? Emily asked.

"With your time", he stated with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. I have a job", Emily said flatly.

Ryan laughed and took a few steps closer, closing the gap between them."That's not what I meant", he tucked some strands of her curly black hair behind the ear.

"What do you mean then? Emily raised a brow.

He whispered into her ear ."Be my girlfriend ".