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i realy enjoy dis more grace

it is gud to b back. ooooooooh nooooooo... Nene is in deep poo n Raymond wan go commando. just cant wait for u to continue.

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LOVE AND DIAMONDS (EPISODE NINE)
KAINENE
I sat down at the sofa looking at Chris
jittery tapping my feet. “I am listening.”
He cleared his throat. “Father knew I was
going to leave. He did it because he knew
he wasn’t going to survive the illness. He
arranged with his friend Nwajiuba. Can you
remember that man that drove a white
beetle car then who used to bring us nice
things whenever he visited father?”
I nodded faintly remembering the tall huge
man with a funny accent then.
“He had agreed to take me to the United
States so I could learn the ways of the
white men. He had gotten a visa and had
made the preparations months before
father died but because school was still in
session; he postponed it till the holidays.
That was the year I finished junior class.”
I nodded again recalling those moments.
“He had hid from mum because he knew
mum would vehemently object to it
because of what happened to her sister,
Aunt Regina in the white man’s land. In my
first year at college, Nwajiuba had problem
with the immigration authorities and he
was kept in their custody. Not too long
after that the immigration also went looking
for me because Nwajiuba had initially
gotten a visiting visa for me but he had
used his connections to extend my stay till
college. I went into hiding for six months
until my best friend Blakely convinced his
parents to adopt me legally as their child. I
tried contacting his family but I couldn’t
because only Nwajiuba had their contact. I
don’t know if he is still detained by the
immigration or has been deported. I
graduated with a first class in Information
Technology. I got a job immediately in one
if the blue-chip companies and was only
given a chance to come back two months
ago. I went to our neighbourhood in Lagos
and that was where I found Barbra who
told me what happened. I was devastated
Adanne. I couldn’t imagine the pain you
went through during mother’s death
because it struck me like a powerful arrow
laden with poison when I heard mother
was no more. I made up my mind to come
see you and ask for forgiveness.” He finally
concluded this time, sincerity in words
evident in his eyes. I was dumbfounded. I
attempted opening my mouth but I
couldn’t. It was as if bile had found its way
into my throat.
“I know that you are still trying to
comprehend what I just said but it is the
truth. You are my only sister and I pray you
to take me back as your family.”
“I am very sorry Chris. I didn’t know that
you went through all this and here was I
thinking that you had gone frolicking on
your own.” I said moving close to where he
was seated hugging him, tears streaming
down my face.
“It’s okay Adanne. I would have done the
same if it were me. I am glad to have my
sister back.” He pulled away wiping the
tears off my face. The doors suddenly burst
open and Preye was at the door.
“Whoa, what is happening here?
Reconciliation?” She asked. Chris who was
backing the door turned.
“Preye!”
“Christopher!”
They both shouted at the same time.
Amina, Ray and Barbra came into the
sitting room.
“Do you guys know each other?”
‘Ahh! Yes we do.” Preye answered, joy
clearly written on her face.
“I can’t believe I found you here. It’s been
like five years since we saw each other.”
“You are right Chris”
“You have grown so beautiful. I’m looking
for that gawky girl who always tampered
with my system when I went on breaks in
spite of all my warnings but I can’t seem to
find her.”
“Don’t wash my dirty linen in public. Don’t
forget I was also very indispensable to
you.”
“Ah! The coffee girl, how could I forget
that? I really missed you and your coffee
Preye.” Chris said and came closer for a
hug.
“Now you
remember.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I live here.
Amina cleared her throat. “Do you guys
mind sharing the gist while we are all
seated?”
Everyone sat down on the sofas.
“How do you guys know each other?”
“I was working under Chris during my IT in
his company and then we lost contact after
I came back to Nigeria. Don’t tell me Kaine
is your sister.”
“Yes she is.”
“Wow, this is just great. If I had known you
were her brother, I wouldn’t have allowed
her to do all that shakara. It’s wonderful
that you guys have reconciled.”
Everyone agreed with Preye. I got up and
went to the kitchen. By the time I returned
with drinks, the whole room was bursting
in argument. The topic was the recent anti-
smoking law in Lagos State. I argued in
support of the law that it was a welcome
development especially the provision
concerning kids. It was not wise to send a
kid to buy cigarettes and not only stopping
there but also smoking in front of the kid
just like Uncle Sunday did when I was a
kid. I mean what are you teaching that
child? Lung cancer? Maybe I spoke from
my experience in medical school; seeing
patients die of lung cancer as a result of
chronic addiction to smoking. The guys
were on the opposing side. They argued
that supposing they went out with their
friends to watch a football match and were
asked to move to the non-smoking area, it
would not be fun Ray had argued, “The
more, the merrier.”
I elbowed him aggressively. “You are
supposed to agree with me as your
girlfriend.” He laughed and put his arms
around me. I snuggled closer to him.
Some minutes later, Amina invited
everyone to a late lunch of Egusi soup and
semolina. We went back to the sitting room
and settled for a game of scrabble. Twenty
minutes into that, I got bored and dragged
Ray to my room.
“What happened to your shirt?” I asked
sitting on the bed, my knees propped up to
my shin.
“An accident on the next street.”
“How is my sweetheart?”
“He is fine. He talks about Tammy these
days and nothing else. I overheard him tell
Lauretta to dress him up quickly because
he wanted to see Tammy arrive at school.
Lauretta was dumbfounded. You needed
the see the expression on her face. Why
would my boy be thinking of girls at only
five years?”
“Maybe he is taking after his father.” I
replied.
“Haba, Nene.” He chuckled. I was not that
bad as a kid. I didn’t even like girls when I
was his age. I just hope he doesn’t start
getting his heart broken this early.”
“You worry too much Raymond. He is just a
kid.”
“Yes he is but he is growing up too fast.”
“Seems the Mogajis granted the press an
interview.” He said changing the topic.
“Yes.” I replied a myriad of thoughts
crossing my mind.
“Was that why you switched off your phone
knowing I was going to call you?”
“Not really.”
“Why?” His voice was rising. “You knew I
was going to be so worried.”
“I didn’t want to disturb you. It was already
late.” I said looking everywhere but at him.
“Have I ever complained?”
“No but then I can take care of myself
Raymond. I have been doing that before
you came into my life.”
“That’s not a reason Nene. Trust me I know
what the press can do. They will monitor
your movements, never giving you a
breathing space and then spread lies
about you. When this happens, will you
still have on your ‘I can take care of
myself’ attitude?”
“Fine.” I said not wanting an argument to
erupt. “I will always tell you but then allow
me to sort out some issues myself.”
Ray stood up from his chair and positioned
himself beside me on the bed. He took my
hands in his and stared into my eyes
intently.
“When I told you we were in this
relationship together, I also meant I would
support you in everything even to my last
breath. I want us to climb this obstacle
together and triumph together. I have
already contacted some people and they
will be speaking to us shortly. Perhaps,
you should tell Chris about this also.” I
nodded.
*************************************************
***************
I met with Chris at Salamander Cafe on
Monday where we discussed everything
from the past back to the present. He
decided to stay in Abuja for the rest of his
stay in Nigeria. He rented an apartment at
Maitama. The next day, I had a meeting
with Brad, the private investigator in Ray’s
office. He was really huge, an ex military
man. I was greatly intimated by his
physical attributes. Ray sensing my
insecurities casually draped an arm around
me assuring me that he meant no harm.
Eventually, I warmed up to Brad as we got
talking. He was a really nice man with
adept knowledge in investigation and
criminal issues having worked in the
military for at least twenty years.
Naeto was looking out for his father in a
sea of children outside when I got to his
school to pick him up. I waved at him and
immediately, he ran towards me flying into
my arms.
“Where have you been
Nene?”
“I have been around sweetheart.”
“But you did not come to see me.” He
accused softly. “I am sorry sweetheart. I
will make it up to you hmm?” I said tickling
him, gurgles of laughter escaped from him.
“Where is my daddy?”
“He will be working late tonight.” I took his
backpack as we strolled to the car. “So tell
me, how is Tammy, I didn’t see her.”
His countenance changed. He stalled
answering the question till we got to the
car and drove out of the school compound.
“You didn’t answer my question sweet
heart.”


“She is so disgusting.” He shouted


“That is a mean word to say Naetochukwu.
Where did you learn that from?” I chided
him.


“I am sorry. I will not say that again.”


“You better not” I said. “So what did she do
to you?”


“She refused to let me read her story book
and then she refused to play with me
today”

“You know sweetheart, we can’t always
get what we wish for, okay.” He nodded.

“So where do you want us to go to?”

“Let’s go to Drumstix.”

On a Friday a week later, the Mogajis came
unannounced to the hospital. They came
prepared with two prominent lawyers and
men from the Nigerian Police force. They
instructed the police officers to arrest and
detain me but Barrister Bassey rose to my
defense. There was no evidence that would
warrant my arrest and detention. This
began a legal battle between the learned




gentlemen. Unable to bear the heat in the
kitchen, they left angrily with a promise
that our next meeting would be in a court
of law.





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LOVE AND DIAMONDS ( EPISODE TEN)
RAYMOND
WE were all in Chris house on a certain
Thursday night. Nene was resting her head
on my shoulders, her palms on her knees.
She looked withdrawn tonight. The whole
situation was taking its toll on her. She
was getting leaner by the day though I had
pleaded with her to take it easy. Chris and
Preye were sprawled on the floor working
on their laptops. Amina and Eedris were
also there. I had met the latter on two
previous occasions. Brad was also there
scribbling on a notepad. Nene’s meeting
had not gone as we had all expected. The
atmosphere in the room was dull. Our
minds were working very fast, planning,
plotting and scheming. A date for the trial
had been set. We needed a plan that would
exculpate Nene and bring the real
perpetrators of that act to justice.Eedris
had made a call to a certain person yet to
arrive.
Ademola Esq arrived twenty minutes later.
He looked very young, dressed in a t-shirt
and black jeans with a baseball cap on his
head; he looked nothing like the man I was
expecting. After the exchange of
pleasantries, he went straight to business.
“Eedris had given me a brief description of
the situation but I need you Ka-kain-ne,
well I am sorry, I am not Igbo”
“Miss Meludu.” Nene interjected.
“Okay. So I need to speak to you privately
so we can begin work immediately. From
what I heard from the news, the Mogajis
intend having you behind bars for life.”
I felt Nene shiver under my arms at the
words of the lawyer. “Tell him everything” I
said to her as she stood up to follow the
learned gentleman to Chris’ study.
KAINENE
Chris and Preye finally got access into the
hospital’s CCTV cameras that were
installed two months earlier in the
pediatrics section. Nobody had thought
about that, not even the security men at the
hospital. After several hours of carefully
studying the tapes, we found a lead. Brad
had come with his team and together they
went into Chris study to hatch a plan
leaving the ladies out. Preye protested,
“Guys not funny. Are we not supposed to
be involved?” She asked making her way
through to stand in front of them.
“It is dangerous to be involved.” Brad
responded in a brief serious tone.
“But this is just the preliminary stage and
besides we are all adults here.”
“Yes, but then it is safer keeping you guys
out for now.” Chris said pulling her to
himself. Amina and I exchanged a knowing
look. A continuous shake of the head and a
contorted face proved that Preye was
definitely not heeding to whatever Chris
was saying to her.
“If you guys are planning to move into the
lion’s den, how do you intend to achieve
that? There are some plans you need a
woman to execute. Do you think you can
underestimate the power of a woman in
those plans?’
She drawled the last sentence, her hands
cupping Chris’ face and tracing her fingers
along the length of his face.
‘My brother is in for it’ I thought.
He seemed to think then said, ‘okay.’
Dropping her hands from where they had
been some seconds ago, she said “Let’s
go”, and made her way to the door.
“Geez, you won’t kill me Preye” Chris
muttered under his breath.
“Someone is falling rea-ally despe-ra-tely.
I said to my brother who had a grin on his
face. “Why don’t we just stay back here? I
think it is preferable than getting muddled
up in the study.” I suggested.
********************
RAYMOND
The trial was in sixty-four hours. It was a
few minutes past seven pm on a Friday.
Nene, Preye, Chris and I were in my car
waiting for Brad and his team to arrive. Ten
minutes later, he arrived with two of his
friends and Friday in a dirty white van that
had seen better days but it was equipped
with all the gadgets we needed for our
plan. Friday was a lanky dark fellow from
one of the oil-producing states, a sergeant
in the Nigerian Police force who had given
us the identity of the man we needed. The
CCTV cameras happened to have a given a
clear view of our suspect’s side view
which was marred by a deep scar running
from his left temple down to his left chin.
Friday had pleaded anonymity after giving
Brad the details of the suspect and was
reluctant to follow him but after much
cajoling and the mention of monetary sum
which had his cheeks burning up agreed to
take us to Kuje.
The drive to Kuje took us approximately
one hour since there was less traffic on the
road. Friday who had driven my car
stopped some yards to an uncompleted
building in what looked like an estate.
“We go stop here. Na the house be that.”
He said turning back. Brad came to the car.
“I hope we can still remember our roles?
We really need to pull this off. These guys
are very notorious and have evaded
previous attempts to have them brought to
justice. We need to be alert and smart if
we don’t want to leave this place empty
handed. Okay?”
We nodded. “Are you girls ready?” He
turned to Preye and Nene. They affirmed
with a nod. They were to play the role of
call girls. They were dressed in corsets
and short skirts that displayed a
voluminous amount of skin, cowboy shoes,
purple hair extensions and heavy makeup
plastered on their faces. They looked every
bit like the characters they we about to
portray. I gave Nene a small squeeze on
her hand. She returned the squeeze and
left the car. We watched as they made their
way into the building.
KAINENE
I could not believe I was acting as a call
girl. Having only acted once in primary
school, this was a whole new and exciting
adventure. I had been anticipating this
moment since the day Brad said we were
going to play the roles. Preye and I
sauntered slowly to the house carefully
observing our surroundings and at the
same time mentally rehearsing our roles.
We were stopped by two men holding
bottles of Brandy when we got to the
house.
“Did Madam Booty send you?” the taller of
the two asked with a mischievous glint in
his eyes.
Preye understood what he meant while I
was still wondering who goes by the name
madam booty. ‘Quite an unusual name.’ I
thought.
“Yea baby.” She purred moving towards
him, battling her eyelashes flirtatiously. She
placed her hands on his shoulders,
stooped down and went up and then
twirled around him. He was fascinated by
her antics. She wrapped her arms around
him and then they walked into the building.
I put on my best sultry look, sensually
swaying my hips rhythmically, I walked
towards the other man and copying
Preye’s actions, we entered into the
building. we got to a sparsely furnished
room poorly lit occupied already by a
handsome young man save for the large
scar running from his temple down to his
chin clutching a bottle of unfinished
brandy. He was sitting on a chair in front of
a table that accommodated different
bottles of alcohol and cigarettes. I could
recognize him from the video clip I had
seen so many times in the last fourty-eight
hours. Jaiye jaiye by wizkid was playing
from a music box at theright corner of the
room. We were in the right place and if we
played our cards right, we would be out of
here in less than thirty minutes.
“See these babes wey Madam Booty come
arrange for us, na confirm babes be this o.”
the taller man whose name was Drew said
in excitement as he rubbed his chin,
undressing us with his eyes.
The man sitting down nodded his head in
approval. “Turn around girls.” We obeyed.
He nodded again.
“Dance for me.” He said relaxing back on
his seat to watch us. We danced moving
our bodies provocatively to the rhythm of
the music. Halfway into the second song,
the shorter man Sektor joined us on the
makeshift dance floor. We continued
dancing this time to a much faster song.
Five minutes later, Preye walked out of the
room with Sektor. I was left with Drew and
Tarzan, the man who was sitting some
minutes ago, joined us on the dance floor
still clutching the bottle of brandy and
gulping the contents at intervals. Preye
came in three minutes later alone, her eyes
dancing mischievously. The dancing
became frenzy. We paired ourselves. I was
dancing with Tarzan who had his hands on
my rear with one hand in an attempt to
mould us together. Preye showcased her
innate talent which was dancing as she
moved with Drew. Her partner was
enchanted but he was able to keep up with
her speed.
We knew the men were very much drunk.
We did not want our plans to flop so we
danced for some five minutes and then
launched our plan. Drawing out syringe
containing diazepam from our shoes and
gathering much courage, we injected the
whole shot on their neck. It was a matter of
seconds before Tarzan became limp on my
arms, the bottle of brandy shattering into
pieces as it hit the floor.
As if on cue, Brad and his men entered the
building. Preye and I were relieved of the
men. The men had their hand and feet
bound and carried into the van where they
were going to be interrogated. Chris and
Raymond were waiting for us when we got
to the car.
“That was so cool.” Preye exclaimed as
soon as Friday drove out the area.
I snorted. “Was not cool at all Preye. Those
guys were oozing out atomic weapons
capable of mass destruction. The whole
place was nauseating. I am just happy at
the end, we achieved something.”
“At least, I exercised my body.”
“Exactly, as you were busy planting
yourself on him exhibiting your dancing
skills.”
“Still, I didn’t lose focus mademoiselle.”
“Yea right.” I replied.
“Anyways, you guys shouldn’t pull of your
clothes when we get to the house. I need
to put your pictures on my BBM. You
chicks are looking so …”
“Pervert.” We shouted not allowing him to
finish his sentence as Preye went for his
head while I hit him on his shoulders.”
“Girls take it easy now. Is a bad thing to
admire nature? A guy got to appreciate
good things.”
“Tell me about it Chris.” Preye said.
“Yes now, good thing good for man naw.”
Friday concurred with Chris.
“Who is this one? biko, face the road jare.” I
said to him.
“Hey, take your eyes off my girlfriend.”
Raymond said and then turning to me,
“Babe, I wouldn’t mind a picture too.”
“Senior pervert. I can’t believe you just said
that Raymond.” I said shaking my head in
disbelief even though I knew he didn’t
mean what he said.
He shrugged and unexpectedly hauled me
onto his lap pulling me close to him.Preye
and Chris seemed to be in their own little
world. The remaining drive back to the
house was spent in silence except for the
occasional whistling by Friday.
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LOVE AND DIAMONDS (EPISODE ELEVEN)
So this is it. I am so sorry for the long wait and
absence. So I made this episode longer for
wonderful people like you. I am sorry to
announce that I will be going on a break because
I will be starting my exam till after the Easter
meaning np holiday for me but don't worry, when
I come back, I will come back better. Thank you
meanwhile e
KAINENE
I was in front of the mirror in my room
consciously looking at the dress I had picked for
the night. It was a new dress I had bought with
Preye earlier in the afternoon from the mall after I
left Barrister Ademola’s office. I had a date with
Raymond tonight just some hours before the trial.
When Raymond called earlier, he sounded a bit
over the edge. I tried to pry the reason out of him
but he was not giving out anything except that we
needed to talk and to celebrate our pending
success tomorrow but I guessed it was more than
just normal talk.
“You want to talk about something babe.” I had
enquired.
“No Nene. I will be there at 6:45. I love you” He
said and disconnected.
I shifted myself away from the mirror and turned
to Amina who was lying on the bed, typing and
laughing at the same time. I didn’t need to guess
who she was chatting with. Her wedding to Eedris
was in a month’s time and the whole house was
already buzzing with activities. She had refused
her parent’s decision to have the Nikkai in
Kaduna and her fiancé had agreed with her.
“Amina”
“Hmm” She answered looking away from her
phone to me.
“I am scared.” She was the first person I was
admitting my fears to. I hadn’t thought about the
consequences of losing the case though it had
been tugging at my heart right after I left the
lawyer’s chambers.
“Why?” she asked sitting up straight on the bed.
“I don’t know. Tomorrow decides my fate and I
can’t help thinking about the outcome. What if
something goes wrong?” I asked."
“Nothing is ever going to go wrong.Just be
confident and tactfully answer any question you’re
asked..” She said. “Why are we even talking about
this?”
I shrugged and changed the topic. I didn’t want
this to spoil my mood tonight. “How do I look?”
“Raymond wouldn’t know what hit him tonight.
Make sure you have fun and don’t forget to
discuss your fears with Ray, he is the best person
to talk to.”
“Lots of practice with Eedris right?”
“Maybe. But I know I feel light headed after I talk
to him.”
“I will try that tonight.” I said. I had spent a
greater part of my life making decisions without
consulting anybody not because I didn’t want to
but because there was nobody to consult. I
know it sometimes pisses Ray off when I shut him
out. I picked my purse from the table after I had
checked myself again in front of the mirror and
walked towards the door following Amina.
“Make sure you do.”
“Thanks Amina” I said giving her a smile as soon
as we got to the front of my room. She hugged
me instead. “Have fun and extend my regards to
Raymond.”
I nodded after she pulled away. She went down
the hallway towards her room while I went
towards the staircase. The cool night breeze
greeted me as soon as I opened the door. I
wrapped the shawl tightly round my shoulders
wondering why Ray didn’t come into the house
like he usually does as I walked towards his
favourite parking space where his car was parked
right now. Raymond met me halfway to his car
and enveloped me in a tight hug like he was
trying to draw strength from me. His face buried
deep into my neck. I wound my arms around his
neck offering the best I could. I felt his chest
beating erratically over mine. We were in that
position for a while. When it seemed he wasn’t
letting go of me in any distant moment, I said,
“Ray” but he didn’t respond.
“Ray” I called again this time shaking him gently.
He reluctantly pulled away.
“I am sorry Nene. Let’s go now. I made a
reservation for 7:30.” He rambled off.
I tried searching his eyes but they were
unreadable, they were guarded, his lips set in a
tight line as he ran his hands over his hair. I
knew Raymond was trying his best to suppress
whatever emotion he was feeling now. He was an
expert at concealing his emotions after shutting
himself out from the rest of the world for two
years after Olivia’s death.
I held my hands on top of his own when he was
about to open the door to the passenger seat.
“Let me drive.”
“Why?”
“It is obvious something is bothering you even
though you don’t want to share. I cannot allow
you drive in this state of mind.”
“I am okay babe, I can drive us safely. It’s just a
minor problem.”
He gave me a small smile.
“Are you sure it’s that minor? Because what you
did now didn’t look minor to me at all.”
“Yes it is Kainene. Just drop it okay and let’s get
the hell out of here.” He snapped at me. I raised
an eyebrow dropping my hands beside my body
and took a step backwards.
Realizing what he did, he came towards me and
said, “I am sorry Nene” apologizing for the
second time in the space of ten minutes. “I didn’t
mean to say that. I am fine okay. Let’s go please
before our food gets cold.” He said trying to
lessen the tension between us.
RAYMOND
‘It was not alright at all’ I thought as I drove past
the quiet streets of Wuse. The atmosphere in the
car was a bit tense despite the fact that the air
conditioner was on. Emeli Sande’s Clown was
playing in the background. I took a glance at
Nene but she had her face turned towards the
window. I felt bad for snapping at her earlier. She
was not to be a victim of my grumpiness tonight.
I had allowed my emotions to get the better of me
and those memories which I had successfully
buried were now resurrecting one after the other.
Earlier today, I was visited by my past. I had
taken a break from the work load on the table to
calm my nerves and stood by the window
overlooking the busy street over a glass of non-
alcoholic wine. Startled by the noise of a human
making an entrance into my office unannounced, I
turned and there she was. My secretary was right
behind on her heels,
“I am sorry sir. I tried stopping her but …”
I waved her off. “You can go back to your office. I
will handle this.” I said looking at the woman who
had the power to regurgitate my breakfast. She
nodded. I waited for her to leave and then turned
to her who had already made herself comfortable
on the exquisite brown sofa.
“What are you doing here Emmanuella?”
Emmanuella had one time been the only person
that was able to drag me out of the grief that
surrounded me after Olivia’s death .I had met her
at a bar which had become my favourite place.
We exchanged numbers, talked over alcohol and
jumped into bed. Six months later she left without
notice till now.
She stalled answering; instead she fiddled with
the golden band of her Iphone 5.
“I asked you a question . "
.”
“Well, I just came back into the country few days
ago and decided to pay a visit to an old friend.”
“Old friend huh?”
“Yes. Last time I checked, it was not a crime to
call on old friends. Before I forget, there is
something you need to know.”
“What would that be? Everything we had ended
four years ago when you left without a word.”
“It didn’t end. I only chose to leave because I
wasn’t ready to be the centre of attraction. I was
carrying your daughter inside me and my father
would have disowned me if he found out. What
would people say if they found out I was carrying
your child less than a year after your wife died? I
left because of us and now I am back.”
I shook my head. “No! no! you are bluffing Emma.
I cannot have a daughter with you. Its not just
possible. We used protection throughout those
times.”
“So you have forgotten the night we conceived
our baby. The night you were so drunk and called
me up by one y b to pick you and you were
practically begging me to give you the shag of a
life time when we got to my house.”
“What? That night was a mistake. I was
vulnerable and needed comfort. You were not
supposed to take advantage of a drunken helpless
man. Were you not mature enough? Didn’t you
think of the consequences?"
" Clearly, I can remember you savoured every bit
of it, begging for more. I came back to complete
our little family with you and Naeto and your
daughter has been dying to meet you.” She said
and dialed a number on her phone.
“Hello, please give Moiré the phone”
“Mommy!” came a chirpy voice at the other end of
the line. It was on loudspeaker.
“Hello baby, how are you?”
“Fine, mommy.”
“Do you want to speak to your daddy? He is right
here with me.” She asked and handed the phone
to me.
“Hello daddy, I want to see you.” The little girl at
the other end spoke excitedly into the phone. I
felt the colour drain from my face. It was true. I
had a daughter somewhere. Somehow, I let the
phone drop to the floor and the sound it made on
landing the floor made me regain my composure
and turn to Emmanuella who had already picked
the phone from the floor. “I think you should just
leave.”
She laughed humourlessly. "Your daughter is
waiting for you and she needs you.” She said and
picked up her bag and exited herself from my
office.
Hearing Nene’s voice was enough to calm me
down and stop me from destroying the gadgets in
my office and now, I had just vented my anger on
her. I turned to look at her but she was still in her
former position. I felt her stiffen under my touch
as I place my free hand on hers resting on her
laps. She turned.
“Are we okay?” I asked moving my fingers over
hers in hope I would get a positive response.
“Yes.”
I smiled squeezing her hand and steered the gear
towards Golden Waters.
KAINENE
Ray led the way into the posh and exclusive
restaurant of Golden Waters Hotel. The hotel was
the kind that the first thing you notice once you
open the door was the beautiful chandelier
hanging on top the ceiling. A corner of the room
was the dining section and the left housed the
bar. Furthermore into the restaurant was the VIP
section where Ray and I were headed.. Somehow,
we managed to put what happened earlier behind
us. I told myself time will heal whatever that’s
bothering Ray. He only does things when he
wants to though he has a thing for being
spontaneous. I was listening and laughing to what
he was saying about spoiling me with food in an
attempt to make me look more like an African
woman and to keep me strong for tomorrow when
I heard my name. I turned towards the source of
the voice and there was Biola, my colleague. The
last time I saw her was at the meeting with the
Mogajis three weeks ago.
"Hi Biola" I said extending my arms for a
handshake but got a hug instead. I was taken
aback by her gesture. I have never been on a
friendship level with Biola. We only say a casual
hello each time we see so the hug was something
unusual but I hugged her back.
"How are you Kainene? We have really missed
you in the department." She said with a
sweetness I have never associated her with.
"I missed you guys too and the kids." I replied
with the same sweetness if not more. " So what's
up in the department?"
"Well, news has it that Chief is planning to retire
in two months time."
I nodded. He had told me himself.
Won't you introduce me to this gorgeous hunk
beside you?"
"Forgive my manners." I said slightly touching my
forehead, careful not to ruin my make-up.
"Biola, this is Raymond; Ray, this is Biola"
"How are you Raymond? I didn't know Kainene
has been hiding such a Nigerian Brad Pitt?"
"Probably because she wants me to herself."
I elbowed him lightly to Biola's amusement. He
chuckled and wound his arms round my waist.
"You guys make such an amazing couple."
"Thank you." Ray replied.
"So the trial is tomorrow right?" She asked
bringing up the dreaded topic.
"Yes Biola. Hopefully the burden will be lifted
tomorrow and I can come back to work."
"Sure it will and we will be there to support you."
"Thanks Biola."
" Have a lovely night" and with that she walked
away.
# # # #
"She was the one that took over your files right?"
Raymond asked as we sat on our table situated
by the window arranging the napkins on our laps
while waiting for the waiter who had gone to get
our orders.
I nodded. Raymond took the hand I had dropped
on the table admiring them like they were rare
diamonds. I felt a rush of blood down my spine
at the contact.
"I like them. They are so soft." He said picking
one finger massaging it softly for few seconds
before moving to the next one. If only if he knew
the effect his action had on me. He only stopped
when the waiter returned with our orders. I
withdrew my hand and tucked into the food before
me. I settled for vanilla pannecotta as dessert
while Ray went for sticky date pudding.
We toasted to success and love over a bottle of
Chamdor wine. I confided in him my fears as
Amina had suggested. He listened without
interrupting; one of the things I love about the
man sitting opposite me. He suggested I come
over to his house.
"No babe, I think it's better I stay at the house."
I decided to ask Raymond what was bothering
him earlier but his only response was taking my
hands, gazing into my eyes intently and then
running his free hand along the length of my face.
I waited for him to say something but he didn't.
After what seemed like an eternity, he smiled and
then said "Ease off Nene. You need to see the
way your face looks right now." I smiled
abashedly.
"I don’t think anybody has fused over me like the
way you do but that’s one of the things I love
about you. You can be such a mother hen but
hey, this guy is not that old to be mothered and I
like it when you do that.”
I pouted.
“I am good you can see and I just had a lovely
dinner with the most amazing, beautiful,
intelligent, witty and loyal woman who wouldn't
mind if I ask her to be
Mrs Nwachukwu." He said producing a small box
engraved Harry Winston. He opened it to reveal a
platinum band with a 5 carat emerald diamond
stone at the centre. It was beautiful.
I gasped. I knew Raymond could't think I am
ready to take the bold step.
I love Raymond. I love everything about him, the
way his face lights up whenever he sees me or we
make eye contact, the little gestures like the gifts
he sends every now and then. I wondered how he
got to know about my cravings for chocolates and
never missed delivering a box of my favourite
every week. I love the way he adores his son and
when we kiss, I feel fireworks go off in my head
and I literally forget where I am and when we end
it, it only leaves wanting for more. He is a good
father, brother and son though I am yet to meet
his mum and sisters and I have no doubt he will
make a good husband too but I am not ready.
I was about to tell him this when suddenly his
mobile vibrated on the table. He picked it up with
his free hand and spoke into the speaker. He
ended the call three minutes later. He had a
gloomy expression on his face. His jaw had
dropped and the lines on his face were visible. His
facial expression resembled that of a wounded
lion.
"Ray, what's the matter?"
"Nene, they have escaped." I felt myself sink ten
times deeper into an ocean.

benedictilemona: Trixy z bak,wow nice work...........mor ov dat dearie

Thank you. Episode twelve on the way....

LOVE AND DIAMONDS
EPISODE TWELVE

RAYMOND

Our gaze only lasted for a second before Nene lowered her face where she was sitting on the sofa between Chris and Preye . She had left the car even before the engine went off and dashed into Chris’ house. Two of Brad’s men I had come to know were in front of the house. I acknowledged their presence with a nod and went in to find Nene quivering and murmuring uncontrollably while Chris and Preye tried to placate her. It was no surprise to see Preye there because as we all had guessed something was steaming up between them even though they try to deny sometimes but the chemistry between them could lit a bulb. I drew Brad who was pacing around the room.
“Guy, what happened?”
He knuckled his fists; a gesture I had come to associate him with.
“Let’s discuss it somewhere else.”
I nodded and went towards the door leading to Chris’ study. Repeating what he had told me earlier on the phone though with much details he added, “But the good news is that I had put a tracking device on them and the guys at the office are currently monitoring their movement and it seems the guys are making plans to leave town.”
There was hope after all
“So what do we do?”
“ I have sent another team to follow them discretly and from the last report I got, they are heading towards gwagwalada. I have contacted one of my old friends from the police and we have gotten help after all. I just wanted to inform you that the situation is being taken care of and there is nothing to worry about.”
“But I am worried about her. I feel she is already losing trust in me.”
Brad chuckled softly. “Young love. I think you should take her home and don’t let her panic. She is your woman and I think you know what to do.”
“well, I hope so. Thanks a lot Brad.”
“Anything for you” and with that he strolled out of the room.

KAINENE

I went into Chris’s arms and cried uncontrollably without restraint till my whole body shook and then he led me to the beige coloured sofa. I saw Raymond leave the room with Brad but I was too beat out to inquire what their next line of action will be. Preye handed me a glass of water which I gulped immediately and handed out the glass for more. I closed my eyes willing the emotional pain to break away. ‘Why will all these happen to me? Why can’t I be happy even just for a day? Why can’t a just be normal girl even for a day? The past two months had been hell for me. Living in fear that one day I would be thrown into prison.’
I did not know I had fallen asleep till I heard my name called from a distance. I slowly opened my eyes and came in contact with the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen; my Ray;s eyes. I sat up. I was in my room, Ray was on the single sofa and then it all came back to me; the proposal, escape awaiting trial but the last time I was conscious I was in Chris’s house. He smiled at me.
“How did I get here?”
He grinned and replied, “You kinda dozed off in Chris’ house and knowing how badly you want to come to the house tonight, we came two hours ago.”
I nodded. He touched my temple. “Headache?”
“No but still dizzy. Nothing water won’t cure.” He produced a bottle of water and placed two tablets of panadol on my arm. “Huh”
“Just in case the headache comes.”
“Thanks. How come I didn’t notice? I have never been this unconscious not to know I was transported from one place to another. Kidnappers will have a field day trying to kidnap me.”
Ray laughed heartily the dimples on his face which Naeto also inherited showing, “I think it’s just from the stress of the day.”
“Yes” Then I remembered. What did Brad say? Have you guys seen them? You guys have found them right… I mean Brad will find them, you trust him to do so right.”
I searched his eyes for any hope but it showed nothing. It was blank. Ray held me tightly in his to keep me steady but I was pulling the sheets, pulling my hair and finally tugging at his shirt.
“Nene, stop please.” He said passionately. “I can’t bear to see you like this. Please calm down, we are already working on it. Brad will find them. I trust him.” He pressed a kiss on my forehead.
I did calm down. I leaned into his arms and reveling in the warmth of his expanse chest but it was not enough for the emotions coursing through me now. I wanted more. I moved my body till I found the crook of his neck and rested my head there. I lost myself to the pleasure of Ray’s hands moving up and down my body in a soothing manner whispering sweet nothings to me but it did nothing to calm my nerves. We stayed in that position for a few minutes then I planted a kiss on his neck aware that it was his sensitive spot. He moaned softly and whispered my name but that only encouraged me. I planted another kiss on another spot of his neck till I have covered every skin on his neck.
“Nene stop please.” He said softly but his voice sounded distant. I kissed his shoulder, then moved up to his chin, purposely avoiding his lips, I kissed his cheek and I was kissing the top of his nose when he pulled me away and made me look into his eyes. I protested and tried to move into his arms again.
“Look into my eyes Nene.” I did and was filled with desire, compassion, love and then ….
“You think I don’t want this too.”
‘Then why are you resisting me.’ I cried silently.
“I cannot take advantage of you. In as much as you want to continue, I cannot allow you because I don’t want us to do something you will regret. I can’t bear the thought of you hating me in the morning if I let our passion get in the way of things.”
His words were like cold water poured on my skin.
“Sorry.” I said looking down as I could not endure the intensity in his eyes.
“No need to be. I think it’s time to get you out of this gorgeous clothes which did justice to your curves but it needs a break.” He said and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and zipped down my dress. I stepped out of it and was only in my chemise.
“I will take it from here.” I said, picked up my dress dropped it in the dirty clothes hamper at the door and entered the bathroom.
Raymond was still there when I came out of the bathroom twenty minutes later clad in a bathing robe. He had his head buried deep in to the paperback I had been reading earlier; one of the many on my little shelf. I walked quietly to my wardrobe and began to search for something to wear. I picked my favourite sleeping shirt still ashamed to look at Ray, I went into the bathroom again.

RAYMOND

I watched her as she went back into the bathroom. I closed the book I had pretended to be reading for the past twenty minutes and checked the time on my wristwatch and it was some minutes past midnight. Standing up, I went to Nene’s dressing table admiring various types of lotions, cosmetics and all kinds of women stuff systematically arranged. I took up one of the bottles that read Dr Palmer’s facial cleanser. Dropping it, I picked another bottle that read moisturizer.
“What are you doing?”
Not turning to her I replied “Emm… just admiring… you know.. women stuff.” I stammered carefully placing the bottle in its former position and turned to her. “I will be going now. I trust you will be okay.”
She nodded and went to the bed. I walked over and sat at the edge of the bed watching her and she prepared to sleep. I linked her hands with mine and uttered a prayer to God. I pulled the duvet up to her chest as her eyes closed. I was about to stand up when she lightly touched my arm.
“Thank you. Give a kiss to Naeto for me… I miss him so much.” She closed her eyes again. I smiled and kissed her forehead.
“Goodnight love.” I didn’t get a response. I had expected none. I stood up from the bed, switched off the lamp and left the room.
I sighed softly as I ruminated over the turn of events in the past few hours. You know that moment when you feel your heart is bigger than your chest and you fear it’s going to explode when you leave the presence of a person or when you watch them hurt and you can’t do anything about it immediately. When it feels like hammer is being beaten into your chest when you don’t hear your beloved’s laughter. That was exactly how I felt as the car garnered speed and sped toward Asokoro. In the few months we have dated, I have found myself laughing more, caring more about others than I have done in the past five years. Whenever I was with her, she makes me forget that part of me that thinks I am carrying the burden of the world on my shoulders, makes me forget and all the worries, thoughts of training Naeto as a single parent and which these times, she had tremendously helped that sometimes, he prefers her company to mine. She made me realize that there was no point in worrying too much when you can simply lay them with faith on God’s shoulders and right now I can’t imagine spending my life with anybody other than the one I love so deeply and passionately. And that’s why I want to and I am going to prove to her that I will not abandon her like the others , I will stay with her until this storm passes. She is not to know of Emma until she has said ‘yes’ to me and has my ring on her finger. And when that time comes, I believe her love for me will be enough to keep us together forever.

wow...nice update
pls don't abandon us again and don't keep us waiting for too long

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Thank God you're back., pls babe don't keep us waiting 4 lng the way u did b4 dis previous update., it took me tym 2 catch up wif the story.., buh I rili lyk d update., keep it up boo

Trixandra where are thou? Pls show ur face and upload chap 13 asap.

Well done bro. Nice updates.

meeen i love this story. Well done dear. pls come and update oooo

I just saw ds story today n I must confess it is just too interesting. In fact I can't express d way I feel ryt now, thank you so much Trixandra #hugs#

Please try n update...

More ink 2 ur pen sis,,,,,,,dis jst amazing.stil followingMore ink 2 ur pen sis,,,,,,,dis jst amazing.stil followingMore ink 2 ur pen sis,,,,,,,dis jst amazing.stil following

TRiiXANDRA.
TRIXANDA
TRIXANDRA
.How many times did i call u ehn?u dis little girl...
Oya cum nd feed us..ur readers are waiting.......omo mi ejor i am waiting

this is a wonderful novel.................. 1 of d best hv read on nairaland

Interesting,keep it up. Pls wen re u writin d next episode

U can NEVER love someone u do not respect and U MUST NEVER lie to someone u respect. Anything u build on lies is a waste of precious time and resources. Ray, u gotta make up ur mind and tell her d truth immediately else there will be nothing to mend when she finds out before u tell her (and she will) cos she ll take it all away. Believe me.
Nice work, Trixandra.

Aint u jst a darling Trix?welcome back dear nd i hope we dnt have such a long brk anymore.

Trix, I tire for u ohhh.
Soon u too will join d league of authors who say it's an old story as if it explains why dy abandoned d story. I have been wondering when old stories never have endings though. Pls complete this story before I vex pass this stage. Hope all is well with u shaa.

na wa oo

Trixandra,its been a while ooooo,hope all is well with u? PLZ when are u going to finish this story coz its long over due? Take Care!!

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Nice story here.About to begin and I hope trixandra isn't one of the league of nairalanders that starve readers ooo[color=][/color]