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Unzipping my suitcase, I tried to sort through random pieces of clothing to try and find something sexy to put on. A piece of black fabric caught my eyes at the bottom and I pulled it out to unfold it. Before I could get it all the way slimmed out, a white piece of paper landed on my lap. Quickly unwrapping it, I smiled when I recognized Sophia’s big handwriting.
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“Stephanie I thought you could use something sexy tonight, you know, for Richie. Have a wonderful honeymoon, if you would love to share this night’s experience with me, I would love to listen. Have fun and please, don’t moan the house down, winks”
“Typical Sophia, so naughty!” I smiled as I dropped the paper and picked up the lingerie. It was a strapless see through lace down material with the breast cups just my perfect size.

It was definitely sexy, maybe a little out of comfort zone but I needed something like that tonight. I would have bought my wedding night’s lingerie myself but I didn’t know what to buy and I was too shy to ask anyone for help. I wanted something simple but sexy so I would not appear too desperate before Austin.
I slid the fabric over my ass and felt the underwear cling to all the right places, accentuating my curves perfectly.

Holy shit! I looked smoking hot.

I turned to the mirror and re-curled my hair, making the untamed curls turn into long loose ringlets. I removed my sparkling gold wedding bands and placed them carefully on the cabinet. I could still see the shimmers sprayed on me during the reception few hours ago all over my body. I had just been married, to the love of my life. So I thought anyways.

Opening the door of the restroom to reveal the massive grand bedroom Austin’s mom had booked for us to spend our first night as wedded couples; I stepped into the room and crawled on the bed, making sure my cleavage was seductively lush. I touched Austin who was snoring softly, inhaling his sweet scent. He was still clad in his suit, he wasn’t exactly what someone would look at and call handsome but to me, he was definitely the most handsome man God created.

Bringing my lips to his neck, I sucked on his sweet spot.

I brushed my fingers down his jaw line and cupped his chin in my hand, tickling it softly. He stirred and blinked his eyes open. As his eyes fell on me, they suddenly darkened with anger.

“Get the Bleep out of here you bitch!” He roared.

I got out of the bed beside him and sat on the floor emotionless, staring at my hands and let the tears fall down my cheeks. I felt as if my world was crashing around me. I could literally feel myself start to get smaller and smaller, wishing I could just crawl into a hole.
I felt something hit my head from the back; I turned my head to see a pillow fall on the floor beside me.

“I don’t fucking care where you go sleep tonight, just get out of this room this minute!” His voice trailed off. I stood up and saw him dialing a number. It was her. It was always her; it always had to be her eventually. He couldn’t bring himself to love me, all the love went to her. Why? Would he ever love me? Or would my heart keep tearing apart over and over again?

I left the pillow on the floor and walked out of the room with tears welled up in my eyes. I sat down by the door and let the tears escape freely. 'Who should I call? Should I call Sophia? His mom? Who' I thought as the cold of the night hit my skin, making me shriek.
All my life, all I wanted was someone that would love me and cherish me, along the line, I met Austin Cole, a celebrity and Nollywood actor through my dad who was a friend to his dad.

I had begged my dad to inform his parents I wanted to marry him. I just wanted to make him my husband and the wedding preparations had begun after his parents made their approval known. They were even happier since the tie would bring the families together and would make their relationship more cordial. Apart from that, the business relationship between them would blossom. Little did I know that wishing for death was better than begging to get married to Austin. I guess not all of us deserve to be loved or maybe we just love the wrong ones for us.

"Mom, I miss you" I muttered, breathing heavily amidst tears as I closed my eyes and saw my mom's face smiling face again.

I've read something very similar to story here before though it wasn't concluded, I hope this gets to the end

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I've read something very similar to story here before though it wasn't concluded, I hope this gets to the end

I started it a while ago but I didn't complete it. This is the completed one

Keep the updates coming

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I started it a while ago but I didn't complete it. This is the completed one

oh ok cool, its a good thing u decided to post the complete story pls carry us along oo.. consistency is key

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Picking up the straightener from my bag, I plugged it in to let it heat up. I had just taken my bathe and was dressing up. I made sure my last curl laid perfectly straight on my shoulder as I set the flat iron down and looked myself over. I couldn’t believe I was now Mrs. Austin Richard Cole. It felt too good to be true. It had been my dream ever since I laid my eyes on Austin few months ago.

Actually I had been seeing his movies and crushing on him secretly without even my dad knowing of my love for his friend’s son but when I had seen him in person,that was it. I had fallen for him hook, line and sinker.

“Good morning” I greeted curtly once Austin entered the room with a white towel around his neck. He got his phone from where he was charging and called her; they spoke for about five minutes before he dropped his phone and went to the bathroom. When would I meet her? I didn’t even know the name of the lady my husband was in love it but rumor had it at a time he was in a relationship with an actress also in Nollywood but I really wanted to know more. Like what she was doing right and how she was doing it.

“Austin, please I want to go to church” I said, making sure my voice was loud enough for him to hear. It wasn’t like he was already bathing anyway, he was just brushing his teeth and there was no excuse for me to be snubbed again.

He continued brushing without saying anything. I got up and walked to the bathroom’s door with my heart beating fast.
“Sweetheart please I want to go to church” I said again.

He opened his door and roughly took me by my hand then threw me on the bed. He then leaned forward and grabbed my face in his other hand.

“Don’t you ever call me sweetheart again, you were forced on me, you are nothing but a fucking liability, I do not love you and I will never love you. You disgust me to my bones, I don’t care where you go, just make sure you know how to shut that big gutter in your mouth when the media attacks you”
With that, he reduced his tight grip on my face and walked away angrily. I looked in disbelief at the man I loved with all of my heart as he opened the door of the bathroom and stepped in, and then shut it with a loud thud.

When I first saw him in the movie he did that made him a star, Never Yours, I had greatly admired him and strongly wished he would be the one I would wake up to see, to kiss and hold forever. To the film industry and to Nigerians and of course to the woman he loved, he was a sweetheart but to me, his wife, he was totally nothing but a nightmare.
‘No, I won’t give up. I will make sure he falls for me to. I love him and I will never let him go’
My phone ring and I went to get it, it was Sophia-My best friend that was calling. I didn’t want to pick her call because I knew she was going to ask me about the previous night, my wedding night and I wouldn’t be able to hold back my tears. I would just go ahead and tell her how terrible it turned out to be and knowing Sophia, she would freak out.

She was never a fan of Austin. Anytime we went out together to the cinema, I would always pick Austin’s movies but she would just roll her eyes at me and tell me ‘Baby, no we are not watching Richie’s movies. Life does not revolve around this guy please’ then I would give up and watch the movie she picked.

I miss her, I really do. Ever since my mom died in the Dana Plane crash years ago, Sophia had been a true friend, confidant and what not. The last time I had seen her was when she was fighting with the event planner that the decoration was not beautiful enough. I had even heard her complain about seating arrangements, flowers and food.

I picked a shawl from my suitcase, my bible and car key. I would go look for a church around. Since our thanksgiving had been postponed by Austin, it was no longer today. I carefully descended the stairs and asked the receptionist where I could find a church around. She thought for a while before smiling at me and giving me the direction of a church three streets away from the hotel.

I unlocked the car and was about stepping in when five journalists bombarded me with questions and some clicking their cameras away.

“How was the wedding madam? How does it feel like to be married to a star? When is Austin going to be back on set again? Would you guys have a baby soon? How true is it that your marriage with Austin Richard Cole is an arranged marriage?”

I was trying to get away when some other journalists came around and I saw some were parking their cars in the curb. I was still trying to walk back to the hotel but was blinded by the flashing lights. Suddenly, I felt a hand grab me and started pulling me away from the noise and chaos.

We quickly climbed the stairs and got to the room. “What the Bleep just happened now?” He asked, feeling irritated. Why was he even snapping at me? It wasn’t my fault the media attacked me. He knew I wasn’t used to this kind of fame and I would be having a hard time blending in.

“Austin.. I.. umm.. it’s” “Just shush up” he cut me off, his words hitting me like ice. Tears fell from my eyes. What could I do? I really felt the pain. I just sat on the bed staring at him. He was now clothed in an Versace T-shirt and black shorts.

“I said it! This honeymoon is totally trash. I just hope you won’t bring scandal to the reputation I have bloody worked for! Argh, I hate you so much”

I quickly ran my fingers underneath my eyes and cursed myself for putting mascara on this morning, I saw it wash down with my tears, staining my face. I looked for wipes and wiped off the whole make up. I then picked up my phone, lunched my web browser and typed in:

‘How to make a man fall in love with you’

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I started reading the article by a marriage counselor and screen grabbed some important points I wanted to go back to read.
First, I had to improve on the way I dressed. I made a mental note to shop for tight and sexy dressed once I got back to Lagos.
I scrolled down and read the comments by ladies who had tried the above ideas. A particular comment got my attention.

I scrolled down and read the comments by ladies who had tried the above ideas. A particular comment got my attention.

“Thanks for the tips Mrs Bella. After I improved on the way I was dressing, I bought BDSM wears and tried it one night. My husband fell for it, we had crazy sex and since then, he has been all over me. I think you guys should try it too. Just get the appropriate wears and get the mood right. All the best”

Wow, really? I had to try it too. I went online and ordered BDSM kit, then opted for same day delivery. It requested for payment before delivery. I quickly supplied my account details and address and clicked on ‘Order’. In no time, I got a debit alert and it got shipped. I started tracking it down and I got to know it would be at my doorsteps in five hours. “Good” I replied and smiled to myself.

I looked at Austin with the corner of my eyes and saw him sleeping. The wedding obviously stressed him out. I got down from the bed and tiptoed to the table where his phones were on. Not knowing the one to pick, I picked the one he had used to call the lady and clicked it open.

“Wow. It’s not locked” I muttered and giggled. I went straight to his call logs and was about scrolling to check his call history when he opened his eyes.

“What? What the Bleep?” He angrily got up and collected the phone from me. I was lucky not to get a slap. My heart fluttered as I walked back to the other side of the bed. The air in the room grew hot and I could feel it.

He seemed really off and furious. “I shouldn’t have done that. I have just set a bad mood for what I want to do tonight” I mentally chastised myself. “Austin” I called out, trying to clear the air.

“Don’t you dare” He tore his gaze from the window to look at me. He shot me a long death stare and clicked his tongue. “Maybe I should just shut my mouth.” I muttered and kept to myself.

My phone rang again, it was Sophia. I sighed and picked it up.

“Hey married woman. Now that you are married, don’t tell me you don’t have time for we that haven’t gotten out of the singles market” Her voice sunk through the speaker, making me tear up.

“Sophia, can we chat on BBM please? I don’t think I can talk now” I whispered.

“Sophia, can we chat on BBM please? I don’t think I can talk now” I whispered. I heard silence on the other end, neither of us saying anything. I started to think we lost connection until I heard her clear her throat.

“Is it Austin? Is he treating you badly? You know you can always end this whole thing. Your happiness should be your priority. You are too young to be…” “Sophia!” I called out, cutting her short.

“Just come online” I said as I wiped off the tears that pricked into my eyes.

I ended the call and opened my BBM app. Sophia was not a freak of Whatsapp so most times, we chatted on BBM.

Me: Hi. Are you here?

I pressed the send and waited for her response. The message got delivered in two minutes and it was later read.

Sophia: Stephanie, You deserve to be happy, you are a good woman and I want the best for you. You can always leave him if he is making you sad.
I sighed and typed.

Me: Do you know what you are suggesting? I should leave Austin when I just got married to him yesterday? Do you know that can ruin his career and break the bond that exists between my family and his? And besides you know I love him, I am trying my best to make him fall for me and I know it will work. You are just saying this because you never liked him from the onset
I sent it with a sad face emoji.

Sophia: Okay babe. Just know that at the end, it’s your happiness that should matter to you. Love can’t be forced.

Me: How are you doing? You went to church?

I quickly changed the topic. The chat lasted for about twenty minutes and I bade her goodbye. I got a message on my phone that my order had arrived. I checked the address the message said it had arrived at and sighed in relief when I saw it.

I slipped on my flip flops and saw Austin making a phone call. I didn’t want to eavesdrop so I just forgot it and went downstairs to get the stuff. I got it and commended the deliverer. The quality of their service was superb. Fast and impeccable. I climbed the stairs with the package and cautiously hid it inside my suitcase. I sat on the bed and waited for night to fall with hope in my heart that the plan would work.

When it was 9:00pm, I jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom with it. I changed into the black wear. I wore the whole thing appropriately and hooked the flogger to the belt. It was a light weight whip with multiple lashes. I examined myself in the full length mirror placed in the room and sighed.

“Success Stephanie, I just..” I paused when I heard the sound of heels clattering against the tiles. I heard a feminine voice. I concluded it was probably the room service. My stomach growled loudly, damn! I was famished. I had not had anything to eat since morning.

I wished my tensed self good luck and opened the door. I heard some chuckles and murmurs as I squinted my eyes and saw the figure of a lady in the room. The light was off and the room was in darkness so I couldn’t really see what was going on. I opened my eyes wide and saw a tall woman in an off shoulder blouse, jeans and stilettos. She was casting her back on the wall for support.
Austin was naked from the waist up and was leaning his hands on the wall facing her. He imprisoned her arms in his and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she tightly encircled her hands around Austin’s neck. Both of them were so engrossed in devouring hungrily each other’s mouths that they didn’t even notice my presence.

I froze as I took in the view of my husband deliriously kissing a woman.. Another woman who was a complete stranger to me. Or was it her? The sight of him truly absorbed on kissing a hot woman’s lips tore my heart into a million pieces. He had never done that to me.

Oh Austin you are killing me right now. “Au.. Austin..” His name came out of my shivering lips.
That was when both of them realized I was there standing and watching them. I heard Austin curse under his breath as he backed away from her a little bit.

“Au.. Austin..” His name came out of my shivering lips.

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Ha..roniex2 this update is short oo..

If a hear u call Austin there, did he force u to marry him? Imagine dragging a man by force to be with u

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If a hear u call Austin there, did he force u to marry him? Imagine dragging a man by force to be with u

Don't mind her o

That was when both of them realized I was there standing and watching them. I heard Austin curse under his breath as he backed away from her a little bit. The woman arranged her disarrayed top and gazed at me. Austin switched on the light and stared at me before bursting into laughter as he took in the whole of what I was wearing. The lady, Stella Henshaw, a popular Nollywood actress joined him and together, they fell on the bed, laughing their lungs out. I just stood there embarrassed; I had never been that humiliated all my life . ‘Is it a crime to love? Is it a crime to want to do all you can to make someone you love fall for you? Is it a crime to want the love reciprocated? Is it? And what do you do when every time you try, your heart keeps breaking into tiny pieces by the only one you love and cherish the most?
Would you continue to fight? Or let go?’ I ran inside the restroom and laid my head on the sink.
I opened the tap and let the water wash away my pain. But could it ever wash the ache in my heart? "Austin, I love you!" I breathed, letting the tears pour down heavily from my eyes.

I came out of the restroom after crying my eyes out and still saw them in the room. Now that I could see her clearly without salt water blurring my vision, I realized that I was actually a wimp compared to her aristocratic features. I had seen Stella Henshaw in many movies but seeing her face to face really made me feel less of a woman. Her sexy contours could make any man go mad.
No wonder she was successful in the movie industry. The media always had this juicy story about her jumping from movie producer to direction just to get roles. I wonder why Austin would stoop so low to date someone as dirty as her. Why didn’t he go for someone more decent? “Stephanie, meet my girlfriend.” “Stella, meet my wife, in quote” He introduced and placed a ploppy kiss on her forehead. He leaned down to her and clutched her body with his strong arms, then captured her mouth with his once again. I could feel my insides catch fire with what I saw him do to her.

I gulped the saliva that was slightly accumulated in my mouth. I didn’t think I could still take this. I wanted to run away but I couldn’t move my feet. She disengaged from the kiss and walked across the large room to where I was. “Hello Wifey. Congratulations on your new title. I hope you don’t think bearing Mrs Cole would last for a long time. He only married you because his parents forced you on him and I also wanted him to save your silly ass since you were nuts about him. If not for me, he would not have married you. Get that into your skull dear” She spoke harshly, not mincing her words and stared at me like I was a dirt. Wow, who would have thought the Stella Henshaw Nigerians really loved was like that. I also used to be her fan till I got to really know the devil she was.

Austin gave me a smirk, the irritation in his face turned to excitement. He was probably enjoying this scene to see me hurt and aching.

She picked her bag and kissed Austin in the lips. “I have two different locations to be at tomorrow, I gotcha go. Catch you later boo”
She gave me a sly smile and wriggled her big buttocks out of the room. I fixed my eyes on them as I touched my own small ass. I really needed a boost.

‘Is she the reason Austin insisted we didn’t travel abroad for our honeymoon? So he could be seeing her?’ I thought to myself.

“Fish head” Austin stressed as he walked to the closet and grabbed a light shirt. ‘Fish head? Is this how you see me?’ I said to myself as I felt my eyes moisten. My heart was aching tremendously.

I turned my head away and let the tears slide down my cheeks. I didn’t want him to see me hurt, otherwise he would be happy he was doing so well at tearing me apart and I didn’t want to appear like a weakling before him. I brushed away the tears from my cheeks and picked a knee length floral night gown. With a heavy heart, I rushed to the restroom to have a change. I didn’t know how long I could handle fighting for Austin. Honestly, my love for him was real and no one could ever love him half the way I did.
It was Monday evening; Austin had gone out since morning, leaving me alone in the room. For me, it wasn’t one bit of a honeymoon; it was best described as a bittermoon.

I had a pack of popcorn in my hand as I sat on the long sofa, watching a movie Austin recently featured in. I could hardly go a couple of hours without craving to see his face. I was that addicted and since I couldn’t see his face now, I decided to watch a movie he was in, so I could see it in the TV.

I shifted my position by lazily lying down on my right side on the sofa with a throw pillow under my head. My left hand hugged another pillow and placed it on my chest as my eyes were directed steadily on the TV.

The door opened with a thud to reveal a drunken Austin. He had a bottle of alcohol in his hand and he was staggering towards me. I pretended to be oblivious of his presence so I remained quiet too on the sofa with my heart fluttering up and down. I looked at him and saw him chugging down swigs upon swigs of alcohol.

He staggered on the sofa beside me, just a few inches away from my body. His left arm was stretched out on the headrest while his right held the bottle. I saw him gulp down the drink again. The visualization of his Adam’s apple moving up and down awakened different emotions in me. Then suddenly, he bent the right side of his body towards my direction. I opened my eyes wide and turned my head to look at him. Instantly, our eyes met.
His right temple was leaned on his right hand, his elbow on the headrest and head bent down facing me. I stared at his eyes and for a second, I felt like he loved me. I felt like he really cared for him but was blinded by Stella’s charming face and body. I felt like he wanted me back.
“I love you Austin” I said, I wanted to remind him.

His eyes travelled from my head to my toes, a look of disgust all over his face. He cleared his throat and batted his eyelashes.

“I hate you” He mouthed weakly with his signature angry tone. I smelt the beer from his breath.

I moved closer to him and touched his chest; I looked up at him and met his gaze.

God! This man really intoxicated me.
Feeling butterflies erupt in my belly, I smiled and told him I loved him again. He looked at me, never lifting his eyes from mine. I closed my eyes tightly as I pampered my heart to dally on this beautiful moment. A satisfying smile formed in my lips, for the first time after the wedding, I smiled, a smile that truly came from my insides.
I saw Austin’s mouth on its way to find my waiting but quivering lips. I was so ready for the kiss; I closed my eyes as I expected it.

“Bleep you!” I heard a disdainful sound in my ears. I could feel his spit on my face. I opened my eyes and met his angry face.
Did he hate me that much that he couldn’t be a bit soft even in his sober self?

Who u dey ask that question?? Austin suppose puke join for ur body... Nice one op

How can u try to take advantage of someone like dat? Now that's a new low even for u. Well at least now u know how much he hates u, even in his inebriated state, he still finds u repulsive.
Op abeg pity Stephanie small, she don learn her lesson.

I'd been searching for hours but I didn't see any dress that seemed like it was mine. Austin's mom had just called to inform there would be an award night tonight and I just had to follow him.

Why did the award night have to be when we were on honeymoon? I sighed as I picked up a gown gifted to me by my best lady- Vivian, my sister. It was a black crested strapless gown, the top of the gown had a sweetheart neckline that was covered in silver sequins.
The stomach had a black see through net that ran from the bust to my waist. It was revealing but I had to dress classy as it was my first time I would officially be going out with Austin as his wife and the media would be busy looking for flaws. I had read from a blog online about how a popular actor's wife was said to have dressed like a maid to AMVCA awards and it was not a thing I would like to experience, I could not even handle that with what I was going through with Austin.

I wore the dress, applied a moderate make up and wore a silver 7 inches heels. I sprayed my perf and went outside to wait for Austin. Standing by the White Range Rover sent to carry us at the hotel, I crossed my legs and waited for my husband. He arrived few minutes later dressed in a black tuxedo, his hair, wavy and curly at the side and his shoes shinning. He stared at me and sighed. "And why do you have to wear this dress? I can see your soul through it" Austin said in irritation.

I looked down at my shoes, feeling embarrassed. He hopped into the car and I opened the door and slid inside the seat beside him. The driver ignited and the car's engine was brought to life. Slowly, he moved from the curb and started driving to the venue.
"God, I don't want anything embarrassing tonight please. Save me" I muttered and looked outside the window, praying with all my heart it would be a perfect evening.

I opened my eyes suddenly, looking around me as I started to panic. The car was parking at the spot reserved for the awardee and there were shouts and screams from fans who were dying to see Austin. I felt a sharp pain in my ankle and I started to doubt if I would ever be able to carry the tall heels.
I felt my heart drop into my stomach, Kpom! when the driver opened the door and signaled for me to come out.

No,I was definitely not ready; I was not ready to be devoured by the media who were busy snapping their cameras away and the journalists who were already setting their microphones waiting for me to come down so they could bombard me with questions.

Holy shit! The crowd erupted into screams as Austin came to the other side of the car and carefully got me out of the car before linking his arm with mine. Slowly, we started walking to the red carpet and I could swear that if not because he was holding me, I would have wobbled and tripped on the floor like a pack of cards.
Austin was holding me and acting all lovey-dovey? Are you serious? Yes I knew it was for the cameras but I loved the tingling feeling in my belly when we walked together like a real couple without a bit of trouble in the world. It looked like life was perfect for me for the first time ever. Getting to the carpet, we posed for the cameras.

Austin’s arm came on my waist while I snuggled to him and placed my hand on his chest. The crowd cooed when they saw the gesture. If only they knew what I was really going through. The red carpet on TV looks so much smaller than it does in real life. It seemed like it was forever long. I was so nervous. I gripped onto him tighter as the flashes practically fell all over me. I saw some people recording, some really cruel beings started from my toes to my head and back to my toes again. I felt the heels shake a bit and I prayed that I would not fall and get the most embarrassing disgrace of my life right there.

“Good evening Mrs. Cole. I must say you look stunning tonight. Please can you tell your husband’s fan how you feel being his wife since you guys are newlyweds” A lady in a red floor length straight gown asked me, almost putting the microphone inside my throat. “Erm. Erm. Good evening, Austin Cole has been a very wonderful err.. Husband, he is a good man and it feels so.. err.. Incredible to be his wife” I curtsied as I slurred.

Before the other journalists could move over and ask their questions, Austin firmly grabbed my hand and led the way inside to our seats. Thankfully, we got there a little late so the show had already started and that meant me not answering to any damn body. Austin seemed so much relaxed now that we were inside; he shot me a death stare and tore his gaze from me, to the stage.

Really? Is this all I get for not letting the world know how terrible of a husband you are? I cursed within me and looked at the stage. ‘I would love you still, no matter what you do to me’ I muttered and crossed my legs. It seemed the air carried my words to his ears as he turned to look at me and smirked. “Oh My God, is that Tiwa Savage?” I cooed surprisingly, pointing across the aisle.

I squealed with glee when I saw my best female singer walk to the stage and started singing. Her voice was amazing. I could not believe I was this close to her. It felt so unreal.

I froze as soon as I heard them announce Austin’s category after the Mavins’ queen, Tiwa Savage finished singing. I turned to look at my husband, he didn’t even look nervous while I, on the other hand looked like I was going to puke for him. “And the best actor in drama goes to Austin Richard Cole” The host said, looking at our direction.

The audience erupted into screams as Austin adjusted his collar and headed towards the stage. I was so proud of him. I was sure he collected the award because of a particular movie he had played a lead role in last year. ‘Somewhere in the dark’. The movie had 1.5 million views on Youtube and it was showing repeatedly in almost all the cinemas nationwide.

Austin shook hands with the host as he collected the Diamond sculpted award. He stepped up to the microphone and began. “Wow. This is amazing, I must say that I am honoured.I really want to thank all of my fans. You guys have been there for me since day one and I really don’t know what I’d do without you. Thank you and I love you so much”
The crowd screamed and clapped as he exited off the stage after which Funke Akindele came on stage and was given an award for the best actress in comedy. ‘Jenifa’s diary’ must have gotten her the well deserved award. Richard Mofe Damijo(RMD) was also given award for ‘The grudge’ movie he acted in after which Banky W came on stage to collect award for ‘The wedding party’ Grande movie which generated about 2.8 million views on Youtube.

I was very happy to set my eyes on these legends. They were people making the industry proud. After some other actors and actresses received their awards, A movie producer came to speak about the issue of piracy and how it had been affecting the movie industry.

It was now time for foods and drinks. An usherette appeared and served the table we were seated drinks and cocktail sauce mixed with pepper ketch up and mayonnaise. I looked around to see if I would see Stella but she was nowhere to be found.

That was strange. Stella Henshaw never missed any award night. I shrugged and sipped the drink, exchanging glances with my husband every now and then. Obviously, he was searching for his girlfriend too. Our eyes met again and I noticed the reddening of his face and neck as he turned his face away and started exchanging chit chats with our tablemates.

A famous singer slash actress in the country was called on stage to sing. It was no other than Omawumi! I clapped my hands when she started to sing. She had a very beautiful voice too. You wouldn’t believe how her voice showed off several pitches in one piece. It was such a perfect evening. Disaster-free.

As she continued singing, the sophisticated celebrity who wore just very little clothing made some flirty gestures towards my husband and instantly, I felt like pooing in my pants. I tried to keep my rage at bay when Austin smiled brightly and winked at her. She flipped her long hair seductively to the side and pouted her lips.

Austin smiled like he was amused with what she was doing. The way he looked at her bare thighs and revealing gown got me so irritated. If I remembered, he had criticized me about my own revealing gown so how come he was amused with that woman who was wearing something that was even more than revealing?

Then it sank on me, My husband didn’t find me beautiful in any way. He didn’t even find me appealing in my gown. Why was luck not always on my side? Didn’t he know how I tried my best to look attractive just for him? I had even felt so beautiful tonight that I could just nominate myself as the most beautiful lady at the show.

Feeling dejected, I sulked in there and bit my lips. After the meal, Austin chatted with his colleagues before angrily signaling to me that it was time to go.
Must he always be mad at me? Why wouldn’t he be a sweet darling husband sometimes?
When he noticed the camera men were directing their cameras intently at us, he smiled and lifted me up, before kissing my forehead.

I gritted my teeth as I walked outside only to be shocked when I saw Stella by the car. I caught a glimpse of her bare back and wowed. For Pete’s sake, she didn’t even have a bra on! Her back was showing proudly her chocolate tan skin and let’s not just talk about the bust area and her thighs.

Austin smirked and looked around to see if there were media men around. Apparently, all of them were inside the hall doing what they knew how to do best.
Austin moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. I couldn’t stand my man in the arms of another woman.

It always broke me and he knew it was something that ripped down my soul.
I hugged myself to relieve my body from the blowing of the cold night wind. Austin beckoned on the driver and when the latter came around, they slid into the backseat loving up like two love struck teenagers.
I could hear my husband tell the driver to start driving.

The driver obeyed like a loyal dog and navigated the car out of the parking lot before speeding off, leaving me standing there with tears pouring from my eyes. I stood there, trembling and shaking. Nobody could ever understand the painful twist in my heart.
I wanted to hate him. I wanted to save the energy left inside of me and channel it into someone that would appreciate and reciprocate. I wished my heart could totally shut him out and choose someone else. But, Can you dictate to the heart who to love?

excelmerry:
How can u try to take advantage of someone like dat? Now that's a new low even for u. Well at least now u know how much he hates u, even in his inebriated state, he still finds u repulsive.
Op abeg pity Stephanie small, she don learn her lesson.

Stephanie never learn oo, she is in love and she can never learn... I hate her for descending so low. Suffer her small abeg

pweetymhi:

Stephanie never learn oo, she is in love and she can never learn... I hate her for descending so low. Suffer her small abeg

Lol. Pity her biko

roniex2:

Lol. Pity her biko

She dey vex me ni jare

roniex2:

Lol. Pity her biko

She dey vex me ni jare

Love can't be forced. The signs were there before they got married maybe she overlooked them with the hope that he'll change.

Uniquechild:
Love can't be forced. The signs were there before they got married maybe she overlooked them with the hope that he'll change.

You get bah. Alot of girls today are into relationships knowing fully well the guy doesn't love them. Expecting change that will never come. I wrote this novel for them

Space booked
i have a strong feeling i will enjoy this series

Abelranking:
Space booked
i have a strong feeling i will enjoy this series

Awww.. Welcome

He gripped my chin and squished my lips together, looking deep into my eyes before kissing me hungrily. He bit my lips, making me groan out softly in desperation.

"I am going to fvck you, over and over again" he growled into my ear and I smiled.

Finally, my husband was going to get intimate with me but he wanted it wild and rough and I was ready to give him. Just because I wanted to so please him that he would forget about Stella. My body ached for him more as he pushed me to the bed.

On the walls were different sizes of floggers and canes, whips, ropes and handcuffs. I chuckled. He was so ready to finally make me his. I was surprised to see the bed have different holes in the bedpost.

For tying me up.

He came over me and yanked off my undies, revealing my naked body. I tried covering myself with my hands but he slapped off my hands and gave me a bad-boy smirk.

"You would constantly use sir and master" he ordered as he began tying my hands up with handcuffs. He walked to the dresser and got the biggest size of flogger.

"Open your mouth you bitch" Austin said as he took off my heels and slowly took off his briefs.

I opened my mouth but was surprised when water tasted in my mouth.

"What the heck is that?" I wanted to scream but I opened my eyes to see a big bowl in his hand with water inside.
It was just a dream.
Damn!

****

The rest of the honeymoon was nothing to write home about. After about two weeks, we flew back to Lagos and I kept praying he would at least talk to me but he was as cold as ice. I would not give up.
I would continue fighting for him till he falls for me. It was a big task, yea but I was a fighter and I would not give up. Even if he hated me to his bones and didn't want to have anything at all to do with me, I was grateful I was answering to his names and I was seeing him not just as a man I happened to love but as my husband. It was just a matter of time before he falls for me.

Time changes everything and I was determined to make it change his feelings towards me. His parents especially his mom did call quite a number of times to ask me how I was doing. None of them knew what I was really going through.

Not even my father that I had begged to allow him marry his friend's son. You can call me crazy, mad, stupid and dumb but if loving Austin with all my life portrayed me as all of these then I was willing to claim them all with my chest out and chin up.

I was in the living room reading PUNCH newspapers that had the details and pictures of my wedding with Austin when Sophia entered my parlour. She hugged me happily before plopping down on a three seater. I called a maid to get her chilled 5-Alive.

"Stephanie, Nawa for you o. You came back from honeymoon, you didn't even tell me" She said, sipping her juice slowly.

I flipped the papers aside and crossed my legs.

"I've been busy. You know Austin doesn't want me to work so I've been trying to get a massage parlour somewhere on the island" I explained as I poured myself a glass of juice too.

"Hmm. How is Austin? Are you sure he is treating you well? I know you well and you don't look happy to me. Your eyebags are swollen and your skin is pale."

"I am fine Soph. I mean to say, we are fine. Austin and I"

"Stephanie, I hope you know some ladies actually die in marriages? He obviously doesn't love you and you know it. Why don't you want to have peace of mind as young as you are? Listen, I know you are trying to work things out but darling, if it's not working, it's better you do what's best for you. Okay?"

Digging in slices of yam and fish stew, I heard the sound of a car entering the compound. I called a maid to open the door of Austin. He was back from his location in Enugu or wherever he went to.

“Welcome sir” She greeted on her knees.

I watched as Austin handed over his big script bound with coil binding to the girl and she scurried upstairs to place it in his room. He walked across the room and waited for a while before going in. I didn’t talk neither did I budge. He came back some minutes later and stood in front of me as I was about strolling to the water dispense for a cup of cold water.

“Are you seriously blind that you didn’t see me come in? Have you lost your sight?” He yelled. I attempted to snub him and swerve but he pulled me back and threw me on the chair. Angrily, I stood up and faced him.

“Why were you expecting a greeting? You are not my god Austin” I said with my hands akimbo. I could feel my face turn red out of anger. My fingers were shaking from the blood boiling under my skin.

Surprise flustered on his face as he looked taken aback with my newly found brazen confidence. I was done with losing my voice and acting like a fool. I was not one and I needn’t act like one. Sophia had told me that if I wanted him to stop treating me like an idiot, I have to stand up to him too like his girlfriend that was smart and rigid.

“What did you just say?” He rolled off his cufflink and looked at me closely to probably make sure he was still talking to the same Stephanie he knew.

He scoffed and went upstairs while I also went to my room to update Sophia. I could hear the rattling noise of plates in the kitchen. Someone wanted to serve his food I guessed. I dialed Sophia’s number but it didn’t go through. She had also informed me she had a date this evening so I supposed she was already busy with her date.

Releasing a deep sigh, I got wipes from my make up bag and sat on the stool before the mirror. Slowly wiping my face with a piece of wipes, I heard the heavy flump of my door. I turned to see my husband in the room with his face masked with anger.

“What is this?” He asked, stretching his hand forward for me to see slices of yam and fish stew on the plate.

“Food” I said, giving him an expressionless stare.

“Don’t you know I don’t eat stale food? This fvcking food was prepared in the bloody afternoon” He ranted. A deep frown was etched in between my brows and I stared at him, confused.

I didn’t actually get. Was he expecting the maids to prepare another meal in the evening again? Fine, before I came they all told me their master never ate stale food and they were always cooking fresh meals in the morning, afternoon and evening.
I had personally ordered them to stop because to me it wasn’t making any sense. Granted, he had enough money to stock his kitchen with foodstuffs and he was paying the cooks enough for their services but I just couldn’t take that and apart from that, I wanted him to begin to see me as a sensible person that could make decisions.

“Mr Austin Cole. I am afraid you would have to get used to eating stale meals.” I nonchalantly said, moving to the stool in front of the vanity mirror to continue what I was doing.

“Listen, You can’t tell me what to eat okay? You are my fucking wife which I hate to attest but you have no right whatsoever to stop my cooks from making me fresh meals okay? I don’t know where you found this energy or is it confidence but I swear on my grandfather’s grave, it won’t work in my house” With that, he stormed out of the room.
I closed the door only to see it fling open.

“And henceforth, you would make my meals three times a day. Okay?”

“What ” My mouth fell open in shock as my eyes traced the back view of Austin walking out of my room.

Seriously, where is this relationship going? Well at least now he's talking to her and needing her to do something for him.. that's a start..