🇳🇬🤎BROWN SKIN GIRL🇬🇧🇺🇸
{Love across races}
Theme: She’s a Nigerian
Genre: Romance
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved
This book or any portion thereof may not be copied or used without permission.
CHAPTER 27&28
His tone? Fúcking sharp.
Sharper than the sharpest.
Silence fell in the hallway.
Sharp.
Bodies jammed against one another and even tho they’re bad odours coming from some sweating students, the inhaling ones endured.
Bryan pushed himself off the locker, taking calculate walking steps.
Steps that screams power and wealth combined.
Yeah, ???y also.
Girls and boys gulped in lust. Drooled. Cried.
Trisha’s cheeks swelled. She blushed.
She wasn’t expecting him. Nah. She just treated the necklace like her treasure and it’s embarrassing finding out he watched her treat it that way.
Now, he’s smirking at her.
Her heart slammed in her chest. She could feel her soul ripping. But still, her other side loves it.
Bryan got to her and held her fisted palm— the one she used in holding the necklace.
Her eyes stayed on his all through.
“Please, tell me it’s a nightmare”a girl whispered to her friends without looking away from the ongoing scene
“I wish but it’s not”the other replied.
Same dumbfounded look, same bulging eyes, same quiet whisper.
“gawd. I feel like dying”the first clutched her chest.
Bryan’s other hand went up to Trisha’s chin.
“That’s my baby girl”he said and collected the broken necklace from her unexpectedly.
She staggered with a light gasp.
“Miller”his name escaped her throat.
“She can only try but she’s never your match, okay?”he replied and threw the necklace to Michelle who stared like the end of the world is near.
She couldn’t hide her tears.
“That cost a lot.”Trisha replied.
“You should be nice enough to help the poor”he replied and took her hand, walking away.
Trisha followed, blushing like crazy.
Even when they left since two minutes ago, the hallway never healed.
Michelle never stood up. She literally died on that spot.
But still she’s happy Bryan threw the necklace at her.
It’s a disgrace and so?
Anything from him is worth valued.
Michelle hugged the necklace to her chest, crying her eyes out.
*
“Kelly, wait!”July chased after Kelly who never looked back.
“Kelly!”she screamed and finally got to him, pulling him by the arm.
“What?”he groaned. She blocked his path and smiled.
“Can we please hang out? I swear I’ll treat you well”she pouted.
He rolled his eyes and placed one hand akimbo and the other buried in his hair.
“Are you seriously serious?”he boringly asked.
“I’m seriously serious. I really like you. I hope you gimme a chance”she mouthed, looking down at her feet.
“Sorry, I don’t hang out with Snoopy people”he brushed her off, walking past her but she outcrossed him.
“I’m nothing like how you see me. Yolanda’s puppet? Michelle’s handbag? I’m nothing like that. I’m only following Michelle because she’s my best friend. We’ve been together for years”She said.
“And since my mom died, I’ve been with her”She added.
“Talking like some saint”he rolled his eyes.
She stared at his green eyes, pouting.
•Dawson’s Villa•
The Villa is situated on the hill, isolated.
Exclusive and Sumptuous.
Outside the glass mansion is a front yard and situated next to it is a terrace covered with pergolas.
Ronald sat on a couch, guarded behind by two hefty guards.
There’s a bottle of wine and a glass filled to the brim by it side. But Ronald isn’t interested in drinking, he’s smoking.
“Chairman, when’s Yolanda visiting already?”a young man in his early twenties walked up to him, smiling.
“Your legs won’t stay in your place, Jeremy?”Ronald asked.
“Nah. Not when Ronald Dawson is my uncle-in-law”Jeremy playfully said, picking the bottle, he gulped from it before turning to the Mansion’s direction.
“And where are your legs taking you this time?”Ronald eyes followed him.
“Where else? To OUR mansion”Jeremy turned to him, moon walking that way inside.
He got in, turned back to his facing position and instead of walking straight to somewhere familiar, he brought out a card and walked towards a door in the hallway.
Opened it and entered.
The room is like a library, shelves from the beginning of the wall to the end.
No space.
There’re no cameras here since he’s visited here countless times, trying to process things. Also, waiting for the right time to find the slot to the entrance.
Jeremy walked to the middle of the books-wall and pressed a button, the shelves separated, revealing a door.
And finally.
He slid in the card through the slot machine.
The door opened and his eyes narrowed as he entered.
•A Jewelry Store•
Bryan brought Trisha here and she almost fainted— infact she did.
This place is fúcking mad.
Her eyes were almost blinded by the real gold necklaces showcasing in every transparent glass.
•BMW is here!
•Whoa, he finally came with his girl.
•She’s ???y
•What should we offer you, pretty black?
Trisha only swallowed as they were surrounded by the mall workers. Some stared at her in admiration, some envied, some just showered Bryan alone.
“She’s Brown. Don’t misquote that”Bryan told the female, she bowed immediately.
“I beg your pardon. So what do we offer the Angel with you…”
Bryan pulled Trisha away from them, walking to the VVIPs store.
“Wait, the main hall is already more than a vip. Oh my, this is paradise!”Trisha screamed as they entered the— white filled with jewelries— world.
She almost slipped her hands off Bryan’s hold.
But who’s she kidding?
Bryan’s over possessive.
Okay, she got that wrong. He’s over obsessed with her.
He held her tighter and she glanced at him.
He’s staring right back at her eyes with zero emotion.
“Going somewhere?”he asked.
“I just wanna look around”she pouted.
“Nah, you won’t stress those precious legs. They’ll all come to you”he said.
Before she could blush completely, a glass was rolled to them.
Trisha only gulped countless times.
Standing before her is a beautiful as füç? necklace she hasn’t seen before. So beautiful to behold and this time customized with her real name, TRISHA.
“The Curbé necklace isn’t just gold, it’s history. It’s a 24 karat customized jewelry for you”the woman who rolled it to them smiled.
There’s a lady beside her. Younger and friendlier.
“What?”Trisha slowly blinked.
“It’s a one-of-one creation, no duplicate anywhere. It’s the only one ever made under the Rélure brand.”the younger lady added.
“The only one? Like, the only one?”Trisha swallowed.
Bryan only stared bland. In a way that says ‘old ladies your talks are tiring’
“Yes”the older woman smiled, unlocking the glass. She almost took out the necklace but Bryan beat her to it.
“I’ll put it on for her myself”he said.
“Very well then”the woman said.
Bryan looked at them and rolled his eyes.
“So?”he arrogantly asked.
They bowed and walked away.
“Don’t you think you’re being arrogant? They’re mothers”Trisha asked.
“Yes, when it comes MY property”he mummured, making her turn her back on him, she rolled her eyes doing just that.
“Thanks”she mumbled.
He didn’t reply, instead he curled his arms around her chest, he loves doing that.
“But 24k gold? Not only that, the only one in the world? I guess that’ll not only buy my country but the continent as a whole”she said.
“The whole of England too. Don’t underestimate me as some sorta momma’s boy”he replied.
“And it’s customized with my name, that means you didn’t buy it today”she added.
“Yeah. The broken one was 24k karat also but not the only one. You shouldn’t share with others”he said and she turned to him.
“Wait, and you threw it to Michelle just like that?”she asked.
“You wanna go fight for it?”he rolled his eyes and turned her back to him, finally putting on the necklace around her neck.
“You’re petty”she scoffed and gasped when she felt his warm tongue on her ear.
“You wanna know how petty I can be?”he whispered, his hard breath causing cold to shiver down her spine.
Something in her almost screamed YES but instead she shook her head.
Slowly.
Bryan’s hands curled around her again, hugging her tight from behind.
Her whole body melted in his. Like she was entering him.
“Is that a no, Brownie?”he whispered, making sure she feels him everywhere.
Every füç?ing place.
“Brownie’s my teddy, you know?”Trisha muffled.
“Then you’re namesakes with your teddy”he replied.
His fingers trailed her chest. Clean and Savage.
“Still a no?”he whispered. This time, on the side of her neck. Kissing that spot deeply, biting and sucking.
Marking her there. Claiming her.
Her hands turned feeble, she started shaking. She joined her thighs together, not believing herself.
Her eyes went helplessly shut on their own.
One thing is sure— Anytime Bryan touches her, she melts.
Bryan’s hand brushed her face, making her head rest on his hard rock chest, her face tilted up.
His lips brushed hers. He didn’t kiss her— maybe she had wanted that.
He just went for the lower lip, licking her gloss.
She tastes like chocolate, he likes it. He took in all, all she had to do was moan softly.
Inhale his scent.
Reacting positively to his touch— he owns her anyway.
“What do you smell like?”she whispered, over his lips.
“Patchouli”he replied in her lips.
“I like it”Trisha closed her eyes. He allowed her to inhale him for another two minutes before releasing her, turning her to him.
She suddenly lost all boldness, her eyes darted to the floor as she nervously licked her lips.
But Bryan doesn’t give a füç?, he took her out by pulling her wrist. Like he always does.
•Trisha And Roomies’ Place•
Courtney had just arranged her space, adding some girlie finishing touches.
“More like it”she smiled and sat on her bed taking tons of selfies with her phone.
She couldn’t arrange yesterday since she was exhausted so she used her free time today.
“Missed so many classes this semester buh who cares? I came for the T or D game and the pool party”she told herself, posting the photos she took on IG and other platforms.
Her phone rang and she groaned, swiping the green button.
“You fúcking promised to send me more money when I arrive school”she complained over the phone.
“Second day or not, I’m back in school, mom! I missed classes because I was trying to please you to attend your wedding with your new husband who’s bald”she fired.
Ann entered and stood by the door, watching her with funny disdain.
“Look, you getting married to another man doesn’t mean he’s my dad. I know my handsome dad too well.”she said and groaned when the call disconnected.
“Your mom got married to another man? What about your dad?”Ann sneered.
“Just being a wifeless man now”Courtney replied and Ann rolled her eyes.
“You’re ungrateful. You never asked who cleaned your space for the past two weeks you were away!”she snapped.
“You should have told me who, instead of spouting. Besides I didn’t ask whoever helped me to do it”Courtney blankly replied.
Hell, she knows it’s Ann since Trisha already told her about it when Ann left for a date.
Ann’s jaw dropped.
“You say what?”
“Ion have ya time baby. I need cash to buy some bikinis”Courtney replied, searching for beautiful bikinis on her phone.
“Neo jinjja jjajeungna (You’re really annoying)”Ann muffled under her breath, walking to her bed.
“Na geugeo deureosseo (I heard that)”Courtney said without looking at her.
Ann widened her eyes and looked at Courtney who smiled at her, giving her full attention.
“Neo naega hangugeo mot aradeutneun jul ara? Kkeojyeo (Do you think I don’t understand Korean? Get lost)”she scoffed and turned back to her phone.
“You’re a yash! A crazy yash!”Ann yelled, standing up. She ran out.
“What the füç? does that mean? Hey get your ass here and talk to me!”Courtney chased her.
•Walters Hotels and Resorts~CEO’s Office•
The air is chilling.
The office is wide and spacious.
Built with glass walls all around. The blinds are covering the office from the assistant office to block out drooling workers.
Dax focused on his laptop as Ronnie stood beside it on the table, barking for attention.
“Shut it, Ronnie”he scoffed. The dog purred.
Dax looked up when someone entered— his PA.
“Got what she looks like?”Dax asked.
“Yeah boss. I secretly took photos of her entering a jewelry store with your brother”his PA walked forward, handling him a brown envelope.
“Good”Dax collected it.
“But I think he saw me”PA said, unsure and uncertain.
“Leave for now, I’ll call when I need you”Dax waved him off. He bowed slightly and walked away.
Dax threw the envelope to a side and focused back on his work.
But the demon in him wanted him to take a look. Also Ronnie already brought the envelope to him.
“Bad boy”he chuckled and collected it, tearing out the envelope.
Thing is, he wanted to know the black Bryan’s after so he’ll maybe warn her savagely or in the nicest way he would.
But his throat bubbled when he saw who’s actually on the photo.
Not just any black. A brown, ???y human.
Eatable, kissable, füç?able.
She’s too ???y. And she did worse by wearing crop top. Like, normal girls wear crop tops and look ???y, then ???y girls wear them and looks deadly.
That’s the exact word to use for her.
Deadly.
Bryan’s really enjoying.
That thought made Dax smirk. Even Ronnie noticed it.
His stupid half-brother will go mad if Dax touches this one.
Ohh, he’s already mad. He’ll just go extra mad.
And that’s exactly what Dax is gonna do.
Touch the brown girl.
And he’ll make sure Bryan watches the scene.
Dax came in his pants.
•Next Day~CIAS•
The three friends and roommates walked to school together.
Not like Ann wanted to walk with Courtney but her bike refused to start today so she had to WALK with Courtney.
And Courtney? She doesn’t give a damn about that.
Trisha seems to be the only free and happy person.
Yesterday, Bryan had brought her back to her place after the necklace scene.
“Why won’t you be happy when your neck carries billions”Ann rolled her eyes.
“your silence is better. Your voice drains me”Courtney rolled her eyes.
“Your silence sucks!”Ann fired.
“Guys. Act like real roomies”Trisha groaned.
Kelly got to them and Courtney squealed, jumping on him.
“You’re back”he smiled, hugging her back.
“Err, lovers?”Ann pointed.
Courtney immediately jumped down.
“What? Ewww”They both chorused.
“Really, you both fit. She’ll be the boy while you’ll be the girl, Kelly”Ann smiled wickedly.
Trisha sighed and started walking away.
“Have class to attend”she announced as she left.
“She’s crazy”Kelly told Courtney about Ann.
“She’s a headache”Courtney nodded.
Ann only stuck out her tongue, someone tapped her from behind and she turned.
Her cheeks colored immediately.
“Fried”she said.
“My witch of a girlfriend”he smiled.
“Let’s skip class, shall we?”he placed his palm, bowing.
“I can’t breathe around some people. We shall”Ann placed her palm and courtesy.
Freddy kissed her knuckles and they both left.
“Nutcase”Kelly and Courtney clicked their tongues and turned to each other.
“Jinx”they chorused.
“Are they really dating? The almighty Freddy and Ann?”Courtney asked.
“You’re seeing it”Kelly replied.
“I like her”Courtney giggled.
“Pfft she’s crazy”he scoffed.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep on tormenting her life”She placed her elbow on his shoulder as they started walking.
“Yunno? I’m surprised you’re smiling. Thought you’d be a stone forever”she teased.
“Handling the Rep activity alone was hell for me, Assistant”he replied instead.
“Was trying to adjust to a new dad lifestyle. Sorry boss, I’ll take my rep assistant duty serious. Thanks for covering up for me”she said.
“Your duty starts now. Go to the dean’s office, I’ll be going out with someone so I need you to…”
“Someone? A girl?”Courtney grinned.
“Listen”he snapped.
Courtney and Kelly weren’t that close but since she was his assistant, she made him close. But still, Kelly wouldn’t give in.
She just hugged him because she missed him, not like he’ll hug her back but it’s surprising that he did.
He’s changed.
•First Year~Urban Geography Class•
The students are divided into groups. Each group has five students surrounding a large map on their tables.
Axel and Trisha were fated to be in same group and as Trisha was focused on learning with intrigue about the town they’ll be visiting, Axel stared at her.
She’s putting on white glasses and she’s so fine in them.
“This is gonna be interesting”A girl member of their group gushed.
“Our group is the best. Windsor is such a beautiful town”Trisha almost sniffled in admiration.
“Yeah. Never been there but I can feel it. We’re coming with the best report”a guy smiled.
“Class dismissed”the lecturer said, they all trooped out, screaming and exhaling.
“Trish, I wanna show you something”Axel pulled Trisha away. Before she could blink, they were already in an empty hall.
“What are we doing here?”she asked.
“You changed your attitude all of a sudden. All because of him?”Axel asked.
“The füç? are you saying?”Trisha asked.
“Stop trying to pretend Trish. You know I love you! I fúcking love you and when I almost professed my feelings to you, you intentionally left. Why’re you doing all these? hmm! Why don’t you wanna see it, that I love you, why!”Axel yelled, pained.
“I don’t wanna see it. You’re a friend and I like you as one. Axel, I don’t mean to sound bad, but…”Trisha tried explaining.
“But what? There’re no buts, Trish. Just say you love me back”he held her, almost forcefully kissing her but she broke free, slapping him.
He froze. His heart sank.
“I love someone else”she muttered and started walking out.
“We’re in same group right? We’re going to Windsor together early next week, let’s see how you cope without him being there for you. There’re different awful things apart from the beautiful nature you wanna see.
I won’t protect you Trisha, I’ve noticed your fear of the pool last time we all were led to the pool hall, guess what? We’re traveling by sea. You’ll fúcking be in a boat above the sea!”Axel yelled.
It’s senseless but he has to.
Trisha felt goosebumps in her skin, she shook and stopped walking eventually.
Axel noticed it.
Really, she’s scared of deep water? Anything drowning and drenching?
He noticed that sometime ago and now it’s confirmed.
Trisha didn’t look back at him, she walked away.
“I’m fúcked. I won’t give up, Trish. I won’t!”Axel yelled like a mad man.
•Mall•
Yolanda walked out of the mall, straight to her car. She kept her valuables in the passengers front seat and almost walked to the other side of the car when her phone rang, she fetched it out of her clutch bag.
She raised up her dark eye glasses and rolled her eyes picking her third puppet’s call.
“Don’t call me if you have no good news”she snapped.
“Her… her weakness—She can’t swim”he said over the phone.
“Whoa, even better for the pool party. We’ll just celebrate her by pushing her in. Set your cheeks well because my Bryan will punch you like crazy.”Yolanda crackled and hung up.
She smiled and walked to the other side, entering.
She drove off.
TBC…
