My heart healer (Mahnoor's story) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 1

Mahnoor of 25 years old was seated impatiently outside her godfather's office,

She was in her normal work attire, straight trousers, a thigh length blazer on top of a shirt, then her hair sometimes in a low turban cap, sometimes in veil going round her face, with her normal jewelry, two silver rings, a wrist watch with slip ons

Those were her everyday office look, which she usually pulls up and always admired by others around her.

Today she was already in a foul mood after waiting for almost an hour to see her godfather, she knew seeing him as the governor of the state wasn't going to be a piece of cake, especially at this time of the day, it was just past 11 o clock in the morning,

She hated having to meet him during the day in his office, she has always preferred meeting him at his house of any of his two wives, or his guest house or even when he came over to her father's office or house, anywhere but there, so she knew she was going to wait long when he asked her for her to leave the office immediately and drive to the government house.

She wished she could just get up and leave, she was fed up with the tons of men making a pass at her, she hate they try to engage her in silly conversations, she hate their stupid smiles, she was so impatient, well she sometimes surprise herself on how impatient she could be now, on how petty petty things or simple things will crank her up, she couldn't even remember when last she had a real laugh surrounded with friends but as in now, she wasn't sure she had friends she could hang out with.

"Noori, he will see you now" his PA peeped to tell her, "finally" she icily exclaimed as she stood up, grabbed her Fendi ash handbag that completed her grey and cream look for the day.

On entering the magnificent office which always mean one thing for her WORK, he won the election last two years, that was when she was still in Washington,

Without wasting time, after her arrival back to Nigeria, she got a job, and get to do some other jobs for him, despite her job with the CBN that earns her almost halve a million every month, thanks to his and her dad's connection, he made it a habit of assigning some jobs to her, mainly jobs to deposit, or withdraw huge amount of money from other bank accounts she and few know about, or to inspect some stuffs or an errand to some business man , commissioners, ministers, senators or governors, errand that are confidential,

His family members and alot of people take her to be some sort of an assistant to him.

"Lady grumpy" he joked in usual hoarse voice, she pouted as she sat down on one of the sofas and helped herself to the cashew nut in a jar placed on the table by the sofa she was,

"I see the cream milk you are taking is giving you some extra weight" she teased

"That milk is great, your Aunt Maryam says she wants some, she hates how she is still lean"

"After 7 kids, that body of hers is to die for, i wonder what am gonna be like after seven kids, but again, seven kids no no for me" she said
"Besides, I heard a rumor" she dryly added

"Humor me grumpy" he said, she scoffed and said "that you are going to marry some senator's daughter, please don't, when you do, ideas like that can get into Daddy's head"

He laughed and said "hilarious" waving it off

"Anyways your Excellency, here i am" she said with a shrug, "there i need you to open another account for me" he said and as she opened her mouth to complain why he didn't just sent a message to he waved her off as she meant to open a jar of cashew nut on a center table

"This time around, its going to be in your name, and immediately you will deposit the sum of 12 billion naira in it",

"Still you could have send the message" she said as she threw a cashew nut in her mouth "but why my name"