We Finally Meet.

If there was one thing Moses enjoyed each time he visited the white Mansion, it would be the food that was served by the chef. The man was a god of the kitchen and dishes, and it was no wonder his father had wooed him to be his personal chef for over a decade now. Whatever the nature of the dish be it a foreign or local delicacy, nothing was impossible to his father's chef and of course he was being paid so handsomely for his job that he had to handover his booming intercontinental restaurant at the country's capital where David Flinn had found him to his wife, who of course was very good but definitely not as good as the master chef himself.

Moses had just had the last bite of his toast and was gladly munching, when the doorbell rang again.

"Oh! goodness gracious! can I at least have some time to breathe in this house without being bothered by the doorbell?" He grumbled. He stood up picking his coffee cup and sipping from it as he strode to the door to check who it was.

"Good morning young Master Flinn, I'm really sorry for bothering you but I have to inform you that your guest has arrived and your father gave instructions that you personally receive her." Miss Rosie said as soon as the door was open.

"Thank you Madam Rosie." Moses replied and the woman was off. He rolled his eyes and decided to check out the supposed guest from the balcony so he walked to the balcony which was just a few feet from his chambers and sighted a lady looking around the premises but her back was turned against him so he couldn't get the chance to see her face, although it was a good thing that she wasn't facing him; wouldn't it have been awkward for her to find him staring at her from the balcony?

He turned around and went back into his chambers with one thing in mind; he would welcome this lady as his father had requested and by the time he got the assurance that she was comfortable, he would find his way back to his own home in the Mega City and return back to his life. He remembered his personal assistant and wondered where he had been since they arrived the previous day. He decided to call him while making his way down the stairs.

"Hello Boss!" Mr Gerald's exclaimed from the other side

"Gerald, where the hell have you been? I have not seen you since yesterday."

"Errm.. ughhh... Sir, you know I assumed that since you are at your dad's, you might want to take some time off to relax. So I decided to take a short break myself while you enjoy your vacation." The man said in fear. Moses gritted his teeth trying to control his anger.

"Gerald, I don't care where you are in the universe, if I don't see you here in the next one hour, consider yourself fired. You have a duty to me as my personal assistant and you have no right whatsoever to waltz in and out as you like. What if an emergency occurs and I have to rush back to the company, do you expect me to sit and wait for you to return? I believe I have made myself clear, if you are not here in the next one hour, might as well begin the search for a new personal assistant." And he hung up the phone.

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Bimbo turned just in time to see her promised husband walking back into the building, she felt butterflies in belly. She needed no one to tell her that he was indeed as gorgeous she had seen him in the photos that she found on the internet. But it's been over five minutes since she arrived and no one had come out of the house to receive her and she was beginning to get upset.

She looked around and saw the scary looking men roaming about the premises wielding hefty guns and she shuddered. Is this a milliary base or what? On a second thought remembered that Mr David Flinn was a well known Mafia king in the country and it was only normal that someone who had been in the bad books of the government and also made several enemies should have a good security network; and then she relaxed. The glory that would come with marrying this man's son was so tremendous, she would have all that money can buy at her disposal and so much power to go with it; who would want to mess with someone who had access to such dangerous looking men? She chuckled lightly to herself as she searched her bag for her phone and realized she had left it in the car so she tapped on the screen of the car window and asked the driver to help her get it which he did.

By the time she turned, she jumped in shock when she found Moses standing behind her with his hands in his pockets, his face expressionless.

"You startled me!" she exclaimed.

"My apologies, I'm really sorry, never meant to frighten you." He said as he took two more steps closer and stretched his hand for a handshake.

"I am Moses, I'm sure you already know my Dad. And you are?" She took his hand and blinked seductively

"I'm Bimbo Andrews, only daughter of your dad's friend, Mr Kola Andrews. So I finally get to meet the most talked about handsome son of Mr David Flinn. You are just as they say you are." she replied with a coo voice.

"Here we go again." Moses thought in his head, another flirtatious woman and his father actually wants to make her his wife? No way!

" Is that so? It looks like my news go ahead of me these days and I really don't know the sources of these news but I'd really like to hear what they say I am. Meanwhile, please come in, I'll get the help to take your stuff in." Bimbo chuckled at the comment and deliberately made a bad step which almost sent her falling to the ground but for Moses' timely intervention. He caught her just in time even though he knew too well that it was a deliberate move, and helped her stand properly before letting go of her.

"Oh thanks darling, you are so kind. I knew I shouldn't have worn these pair of shoes. Can i hold on to you? I think I sprained my ankle." She cried as she locked her arms with Moses'. He rolled his eyes in irritation but decided to let her have her time for now. He guided the limping girl into the house and instructed Miss Rosie who had just come out to the porch to take care of her luggage.