How love leads

On a bright sunny noon, at Samantha's house. Sarah was scrolling on her phone while popping a gum in her mouth, eyeing every passer bys. 

Sarah made a little frown on her face while scrolling on her Facebook page. Samantha glared closely and saw her facial expression. 

 Samantha interrupted, "what's the new thing again?" 

 "Just now while I was scrolling on my Facebook right a minute after I made a video about our one night stand saga. Andrew levis already made a post and a broadcast news about my marriage proposal."

"I still don't get it. What do you mean exactly?" Samantha slit her eyes nodding he head.

"Take a look at these. Andrew confessed to the online media that he slept with me on our one night stand. He told everyone that he's going to marry me by the exact date I am supposed to be wedded."

"Oh my....! Samantha screamed, she carried Sarah twisting her.

"He made it clear to me in the office that I can refuse this. I have to get married to him and shut the paparazzi's up. A video of when head he proposed to me in the office has also been posted."

Sarah banged her legs in the floor in excitement. She felt few vibrations of a phone call. She widened her almond eyes at her mobile phone screen. 

"Shhhh ..! It's Alfred calling." Sarah place she rimdex finger on her lip.

 "Place the call on speaker!" Samantha commanded her to do so.

Shivers went down Sarah's spine upon picking Alfred's call. What he wants to say to her is unknown. 

"Weldone Sarah! Congratulations Mrs Sarah Levis, no.longe rmiss Sarah Obama. So all these while this is what you planned."

"Oh Alfred you saw my posts and what Andrew posted. It's said that one man's food is another man's poison. Guilty conscience is forever going to catch you. Unbeknownst to me that night you weren't the one that came to me." Sarah's voice was cold over the phone. She couldn't hide the hatred and disgust she had for Alfred. 

"So you are going to be Andrew's first lady? Isn't it? Huh." Alfred sounded disappointed, as huge as he was in the American world he never expected president Andrew levis to woo Sarah. He's still craving for Sarah's plead. Alfred taught she's going to come online to apologize to him and the public.

"I have found a man ten thousand times better than you. I don't need you, you are not a man. You are still a boy. You ruined my reputation, you destroyed my family. You made my father angry at me. He has never for once be mad at me like that. You cause all these mess and you will be responsible for it. Surely you must clean it." Sarah shouted aggressively at Alfred.

"So I am of no use to you anymore? You are truly going to get married to Andrew and leave me stuck in the past still thinking you are coming back." 

"I am now mrs Sarah Levis nee Obama to be. I have no business with the dustbin I trashed onri the street."

 "You will regret it the moment you see Aria and I together." Alfred's voice broke a little when he mentioned Aria's name. He's meant to keep it a secret. Samantha felt irritated with their long line conversation. Her facial expression couldn't tell a lie.

 "Ohhh! What a slip of tongue!" I will not regret anything. I have learnt to give my old toys out." 

 "I can bet it with you, both you and Andrew will pay for what you've done." Alfred spoke out of fury.

 "We are not paying for anything Alfred. We are going to get married and start our lives afresh. Besides I am pregnant for him." Sarah pointed he r index finger at her stomach. She hung up the call.

Alfred regretted his decision, he shouldn't have drugged Sarah all because he wants to have her before their wedding. Sarah wasn't not aware about the drink neither the man in question that came to her at the hotel club that night. Alfred's insecurity and doubts caused all the mess he caused himself. He's cheating on Sarah with Aria he also taught Sarah is doing the same. When he could not reach her, another problem was the fact that Andrew picked up the phone several times that very night. Alfred taught Sarah was truly cheating on him not until Andrew proper to her and he had few flashbacks of the incident. Sarah was unconscious after she ate his food package. She couldn't tell different things apart. Her one night stand was all a mistake. The only way sarg can agree to get laid.

Before Sarah received Alfred's call, Andrew already invited her to one of the most expensive restaurants in New York City. He sent her an Uber driver to pick her up and drive her to the destination. He's planning a surprise for Sarah. 

It's not quite long about 15 minutes drive to the Rich expensive restaurants. Luxurious cars were packed in the surroundings of the restaurant. Few workers ushered Sarah out of the car into the restaurant with a red carpet laid. Flashes of photos and records of videos were taken. Everywhere was sparkling full of camera flash lights. As she came off from the car, she read the word written on the huge placard. "De jour restaurant." 

Sarah flutter a mix of excitement and anxiousness. Feeling the new moments of nostalgia as the fresh scent of cinnamon wafted in the air. 

"Welcome Mrs Sarah Levis." One of the workers greeted. Sarah was surprised with all these happenings she was desperate to know exactly what was happening.

Sarah was ushered to a VIP session. Not only was it a VIP. But it looks like it's a place meant for the owner alone. The outer part was painted with adorned with bright French windows. On the inside was another red carpet, generally meant for their costumers. 

 The tables in which their customers were severed is adorned with different paintings and designs. Sparking four corner chairs. Sofas for large families and the single ones for couples. 

In the VIP session was filled with huge muscled body guards, standing straight, firm and vigilant with a rotweiler aside for additional security. 

As the door was open, Andrew asked for my hand on a walk to the table. He sat me down conveniently. 

Their discussion began as he fed her a fork of pasta.

"How has the journey been, I hope it hasn't been stressful?" He asked raising a brow.

"It's not. It's stress Free right from home to here." Sarah was suspicious about who the owner of the restaurant was. "Is it Andrew or my taughts?" She wondered. He might just use another name for the restaurant. "It would sound silly to ask." Sarah nodded her head.

"What's the problem?" Andrew rolled his pasta.

 "Nothing." Sarah shook her head.

"After our lunch, how about if I take you home?" 

"Home, like is that necessary?" Sarah said in a sweet voice. 

"My parents are craving to see their daughter." 

"Who?" 

 "Our dear Sarah levis."

 "What." Sarah bulged her eyes.