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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 2:38pm On Oct 25, 2018
I got out of the bathroom and walked out of my room..
Im thinking of cleaning up the house..
Cook..
Take my bath…
Eat,..then sleep off in the evening when im sure Kelly would be heading back home..
I wouldn’t want to face him when he comes home..So i’ll just sleep off till the next morning when he’do have gone to work..
That is the what im gonna do!
Stupid right?
But i got no other choice..
Im gonna feel freaking embarrased to look at him..
I can’t do that.
I walked into the kitchen and went for the fridge..Opened it and i don’t even know what to prepare..
Cornflakes would do for just me this morning, then i can prepare… maybe spaghetti for Kelly.
Does he like that anyway?
I don’t think. Okay i don’t know.. but i’do need to text him what he’do like to eat when he gets back.
I don’t want him getting back to see his worst food and then waking me up to tell me and i’ll eventually see his face.
I don’t wanna imagine looking at him..looking at those eyes that saw me Unclad…
I took out the cornflakes pack, a tin milk, a bottle water and then i went for a ceramic plate and a spoon.
I walked to the breakfast bar and sat down. Dropping them on the table.
..I poured some cornflakes into the plate and then i poured the tin milk into the cornflakes.
Wow..I love this..
I grapped the spoon and proceeded to eat..
I love cornflakes..
But Kelly says he doesn’t.
Well, like they say..Another man’s food is another man’s poison..
***
I dropped the plate and spoon into the sink after I was done eating..
I’ll wash them after im done asking Kelly what he’do want to eat when he gets back.
I walked out of the kitchen and down to my room..
I opened the door and went for my phone.
..Grabbed it and I saw ten missed calls from Kelly!
What the heck!
Why!
Then there’s a messages from him..
I quickly opened the first one, “Rose My Mom Is Coming Down To My House..She Just Found Out About You.. Sugar Told Her.”
I gasped as my heart skipped with fright.
I opened the second,“Im Coming Home Now.. Just Pretend That You’re My Maid To Her.”
I opened the last one, “Rose Please Be Careful..”
My jaw dropped..
How do I do this?
God! I gasped.
Just then i heard the doorbell rang..
Jesus!
She’s the one…
How do I do this…
The Doorbell rang again.

READ MORE EPISODE HERE
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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 2:39pm On Oct 25, 2018
Ndahimo , elaavie1 (m), whinnie (f), more episode here http://ceesty.com/wZDiMa
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Damibiz(m): 4:48pm On Oct 25, 2018
Kelly F big time......hw on God's knw why he go tell her to act like a maid..na big time F up be dat oh

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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Essyprity(f): 5:17am On Oct 26, 2018
Error plenty shaaa but the story sweet
Nice one.
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by LightQueen(f): 7:28am On Oct 26, 2018
Damibiz:
Kelly F big time......hw on God's knw why he go tell her to act like a maid..na big time F up be dat oh
If she didn't act like a maid for now, the mother or Sugar will just deal with her yellow and red grin
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by mattobi(m): 7:41am On Oct 26, 2018
I wonder how a grownup dude like Kelly is gonna allow to mom dictate his life for him. The guy is one f*ckn a$sh°|e I've read about. He can just be rigid to sugar( abi bitter kola in this case) and have his peace of mind.

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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Damibiz(m): 8:36am On Oct 26, 2018
Na woh......,...ok oh
LightQueen:
If she didn't act like a maid for now, the mother or Sugar will just deal with her yellow and red grin
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by LightQueen(f): 8:40am On Oct 26, 2018
Damibiz:
Na woh......,...ok oh
Good boy cheesy
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Ndahimo: 10:47am On Oct 26, 2018
Thanks dear for d info.
emperorblog:
Ndahimo , elaavie1 (m),
whinnie (f),
more episode here http://ceesty.com/wZDiMa
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Kc1990(f): 10:48am On Oct 26, 2018
Kelly's mum will get maids wears for Rose

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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by MhizFavour: 11:39am On Oct 26, 2018
Kc1990:
Kelly's mum will get maids wears for Rose
Have You Read The Next Episode?
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by sammuelbs: 11:54am On Oct 26, 2018
wow good to have you back. thanks for the constant updates. I Love the Intrigue. also love all the stories on your blog. it has become a way of relaxation every evening .
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Kc1990(f): 1:03pm On Oct 26, 2018
MhizFavour:
Have You Read The Next Episode?
no I have not ....just prediction.
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by MhizFavour: 4:21pm On Oct 26, 2018
Kc1990:
no I have not ....just prediction.
Dats nice. You can predict wella

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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 6:19pm On Oct 26, 2018
sammuelbs:
wow good to have you back. thanks for the constant updates. I Love the Intrigue. also love all the stories on your blog. it has become a way of relaxation every evening .


thank u for that sir
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by whinnie(f): 6:30pm On Oct 26, 2018
Good stuff, thanks
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by talk2myles: 7:18pm On Oct 26, 2018
..very intriguing story op. u hv arrested my attention since 1pm 2day..my jollof rice nearly burn becos of u oh.
Na LadyB and Aunty Caro saga i dey wait.
..work on ur typos though. they are becoming too much.
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Ekikor(m): 5:53pm On Oct 27, 2018
Op there's no Episode 36 on your blog angry
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Ifywildrose1(f): 7:20pm On Oct 27, 2018
Ekikor:
Op there's no Episode 36 on your blog angry
yea pls do something about it
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by dawno2008(m): 8:59pm On Oct 27, 2018
Ekikor:
Op there's no Episode 36 on your blog angry

Na 36 and 37 sef angry
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Kc1990(f): 9:22pm On Oct 27, 2018
Pls next episode
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Kc1990(f): 9:24pm On Oct 27, 2018
Pls next episode cry
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by lovelylad: 9:59pm On Oct 27, 2018
Ekikor:
Op there's no Episode 36 on your blog angry
i ve spent 30min now searching for episode 36
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Hellen123(f): 10:40pm On Oct 27, 2018
Bros emperorblog, episode 36 is missing
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 12:12pm On Oct 28, 2018
Hellen123 Ekikor lovelylad dawno2008 Ifywildrose1

pls guys bear with me. i over schedule d episode 26 and am @ work till monday evening. before i will be able to operate a system. pls bare with me

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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Ndahimo: 9:21am On Oct 29, 2018
we dey wait.emperorblog:
Hellen123 Ekikor lovelylad dawno2008 Ifywildrose1

pls guys bear with me. i over schedule d episode 26 and am @ work till monday evening. before i will be able to operate a system. pls bare with me
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by Ifywildrose1(f): 9:26am On Oct 29, 2018
Op we haven't seen episode 36-39,and u've posted episode 40.
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by aprilwise(m): 11:32am On Oct 29, 2018
Ifywildrose1:
Op we haven't seen episode 36-39,and u've posted episode 40.
that's the question I wanted to ask
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 7:21pm On Oct 29, 2018
My Personal Taste (18+)
Story by, Rejoice
Episode 32
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*Rose’s point of view continues*
I was so scared…
My heart beated so fast and I wished it wouldn’t be Kelly’s mom.
I deeply prayed.
But then the doorbell rang again…
I jumped and ran to my wardrobe and a grabbed a blue scarf.
Kelly said i should act just like a maid…And Sugar did tell me maids wear long gown with apronss and scarf..
There’s no apron.
I tied the head scarf and ran out of my room, through the corridors, down the stairs and to the door.
I did the sigh of the cross and with my heart beating loud and with shaking hands, i pulled the door open…
There she was.. Her left hand akimbo and the other one holding her shoulderbag.
I couldn’t look at her face..
I was scared as hell..
I prayed deeply for Kelly to get back now.
I wish he can just appear right now!
To save me…To save me again..
But this time.. from his mom!
“Goo..goodmorning m..ma” I stammered as i tried to bow my legs in greeting but my legs were shaky.
“Out of the way!” She snapped and i jumped out of the way, my head still down..
Her heels were all i could see as they walked in and then stopped.
“When did Kelly leave for work today?” she asked and my mouth dropped open.
How the hell did I know?
I woke up around 9am…
He sent me messages but i never bothered to check the time he sent them.
“Are you not the brat im talking to!?” She shouted.
I shivered.
My ears almost getting blocked.
“It…it was very early in the morning Ma.” I said.
“What time!?”
“8am..8am Ma. 8am.” I answered with quiver and shut my eyes.
Kelly please im begging you… Come back now! I need you.
“Where did he saw you at first before asking you to be his maid?” She asked.
Oh God! This is too much for me..
How do I answer this..
How do..
“Are you deaf?” She shouted.
“No..no Ma.” I answered just immediately.
“So speak!” She said.
“It…it was on…It”
God please help me. Kelly please come home.
“It was few days ago..I..was stranded..He helped me.. then I begged him to employ me as his maid and he did..That is it Ma.” I said.
Im not good at lying. I swear it!
Kelly you should get home now! or im runninng out of this house righ now.
“So why are you on this dress if you are the maid you claim to be? Look at the dress..So short and sleeveless.” She said.
“Im sorry Ma..” I said.
“Do you understand..that my son is getting married to his fiance soonest?” She asked.
I nodded..“Yes..ma”
She sat down.. and crossed her legs.
“So why did you put this?” She said, pointing at my dress.
I swallowed and shook my head, “Ma..I have no bad motive for wearing this..but I promise not to wear it again.” I said.
“Well. you won’t cos I got something here for you.” She said..
I never wanted to bring my face up to look at her but what she just said made me do it.
I looked at her
I saw her face..
Her face..
There was something about her face.. Something about her that i feel that I know.
It seem as if i’ve met her..
But i know there’s no way that could be possible…
Her eyes.. Her eyes.. they seem familiar to me..
But its been years ago.
People look like people right?
Yeah..But i can’t remember that person Kelly’s mom looks like..
I can’t at all.. but i feel i was close to her..
I feel, that person was someone special to me..years ago.
“Take this.” She threw a clothe with red and white stripes at me and i grabbed it.
She brought another white clothe and threw at me. I grabbed it.
A white Apron and a white scarf.
What?
“From now on, this is what you wear in this house! Do you understand?” She said to me.
Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 7:21pm On Oct 29, 2018
“Yes Ma” I nodded.
This gown was the longest gown i’ve ever seen.
Who on earth wears this thing.. with the sleeves so big.
I shut my eyes as i tried hard not to shed tears..
Not to regret ever accepting to come back to Kelly’s house..
“Now can you get out and go put them on!” She shouted to me.
I nodded and turned…
With dashed heart and finally a drop of tears from my eyes, I walked up the stairs.
“And make sure you are back here in the next minute!” She shouted.
I blinked my eyes as rolls after rolls of tears rolled down my cheeks.
“Ye..yes Ma..” I said and turned into the corridor..to my room..
I walked in and i just sat heavily on the bed..
As I burst out into so much tears.
But why the tears?
Why are my crying?
I wanted this…didn’t i? I was scared that i had to say that im Kelly’s maid to his fiance.
What did i expect after saying that?
Some pettings from them?
Or nice words?
Ofcos nothing like such.
All i can get is, scolding and being thrown harsh words at..
Its fine! I would do this.. I can’t tell Kelly i wanna go back.. He’ll certainly not let me.
Now i’ll have to continue what i started.
..I wiped my tears and got up..
I flung the scarf on my head away with anger.
I unzipped my gown and it dropped off my body..
I got out and threw it just the same way i did to the scarf.
With my eyes shut, I pulled the long clothe on.
I wonder how i look on this..
I just felt like a little cat on a coat.
I tied the scarf over my head and pulled the apron on.
Now i can imagine I look just like a maid …Nigerian maid.
Wiping the last tears on my eyes, I walked out of my room and down the corridor.. but when i got just at the start of the staircase….the door flung open and Kelly walked in..
He looked angry and sad..
He looked at his mom who still sat down with crossed legs, then he looked up at my direction..and our eyes met.
I saw his eyes go up from my head,.down to my feet..
He must be disgusted by what i was wearing.
“Rose.. plase go back to your room and change those things.” He said to me..
I looked at his mom and she gave me a daring eyes..
“Kelly you dare not tell her to.” She said.
I just stood still right there, not knowing what to do.
“Mom..I’ve heard enough of you getting yourself into everything that have to do with me..” Kelly said to his mom.
“That is because i am your mom and I have the right to do that!” She shouted.
“You are but im old enough mom to choose who comes into my house..who stays and who leaves!” He said to her.
“And i am here, that is because you don’t know the right people to keep and the ones to throw out!” His mom yelled.
“I do mom..I do..and i’ve done that already..So please go back to your husband’s house and take care of all that he left in your care.” He said.
“You are one of them.. He left me in your care. He did!” She said.
“Mom.. I wouldn’t want this talk to exceed..so please can you go now?.” He said.
I saw his face change from anger to so much sadness and pain.
“Im not leaving Kelly. I am your mother.”
“You ain’…” He left it there and turned to my direction..
I saw Kelly’s mom grow cold.
Kelly walked up to me and grabbed my wrist, and began pulling me along,
along the corridor and…then into his room..
He flung the door open and pulled me in.
His eyes are red and his lips are dry.
I can feel anger and sadness all wriiten on him.
“Stay here, While i get you another clothe.” He said, before walking out and shuting the door behind me..
I walked to the door and tried to pull it open.
But he actually locked it instead..
I was astonished.
Why would he do that?
I pulled on the doorknob harder but when it didn’t respond positively to me, i fell to the door with my back on the door.
With only one prayer in my mind..
“God.. Kelly musn’t hurt his mom.”
** **
*Kelly’s point of view*
I walked down the stairs and walked with rage to my mom’s front.
She looked at me with anger and discomfort as well.
“Get up and leave now mom.” I said.
“Kelly,..” She said and got up.
“Are you trying to bring back the past? Are you?” She asked,..standing right in my front.
I looked at her with scorn..
This woman is trying to push me..
“Don’t push me Mrs Roseline..Don’t even dare it!” I warned.
“Now.…you call me Mrs Roseline?” She said, letting out a mockery laugh
“You have never deserved to be called my mother. You were never my mother. Who knows if were are the one who kill…”
But she cut in.
“Don’t. You. Dare!” She said.
“You know what? get going..” I said.
She grabbed her bag.
“Fine Kelly… but know this..I am your mother and I say, its Sugar or nobody else..Get ready for your wedding..” She said and turned.
“I’ll never get married to that w---e.. I can swear it that that thing she claim is my baby is in no way mine. and i stand to that.” I said.
“What makes you think such?” She asked.
“Let her hear the word DNA and she’s all shivering.. If she refuse to go to a DNA test with me before this week ends..Then it will be overly over between me and Sugar..It will be over for good!” I said.
“Very well then.. We can start going now.. If you want.” She said.
I smiled.
“You guys can’t fool me ok.. I personally would take Sugar to a hospital or a bring a doctor here to run the test.” I said.
She turned to look at me..
“Fine!” She said, then turned and left.
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What do you guys think about Kelly and Mrs Roseline’s past?
Any guess?

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Re: My Personal Taste..(18+) by emperorblog(m): 7:22pm On Oct 29, 2018
My Personal Taste (18+)
Story by, Rejoice
Episode 33
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*Kelly’s point of view continues*
I watched my mom leave and shut the door..
I sighed and collapsed onto a couch..
How the hell do i do this?
Im sure my mom and Sugar are up to something and i better not let them get to it..
My mom!
What do i even say about her?
I don’t understand how she started loving money so much than my happiness.
She was such a good mother.
So caring and sweet.. but then my dad died and she changed.
She began being so covetous.
Money and wealth is all she think about now..
And this makes me remember things i never want to.
She makes me remember the past.
Those past I never want to remember..
But now they came flashing back to me.
I shut my eyes…
..Years ago, when my mom was still alive.. and i was still a kid with Kate my stepsister.
My biological mother… Mrs Marygold brought a woman home as our nanny who would be taking care of us.
She was Roseline and Roseline was realy good at her work…
She took very good care of my sister and I..and we loved her so much..
My mom was always busy.. working and making money all day and all night together with my dad.
Roseline stayed with us all day till my mom and dad are back and she also slept with us.
My mom said she hate our cries because she’s always typing on her computer each night.. or writting or checkng files.
So she gave Roseline orders to be sleeing with us in our own room.
We were four years then.
At that age.. I hated my mother.. I hated the way she always abandon us.
Kate at times goes to play with her but I never did.
And Kate would only get be yelled at or told to go and sleep or go to nanny becos she, our mom is busy right then.
I hated my mom.. And i’ll tell Roseline, our nanny then.
She would sing rythms to me and then tell me not to hate people no matter how bad they make you feel.
She adviced me not to hate my mom.. but as we grew up..And my mom went on with her attitude of not giving us attentions.
I hated her more.. So much and she didn’t care about that.. She only cared about money and new countries to go.
..This went on..And I was already calling my nanny mom, including Kate… but my mom didn’t care about that too.
She said, she accept as far as we don’t give her troubles.
My dad adviced her to but she waved it off by saying that is the nanny’s job..to take care of us.
And Roseline did..
We loved her so much.. so much..
…But then something happened.. When I was seven years.. My sister was out with her friend in the gazebo.
While i was always in…with my nanny.
Then I don’t really understand what started the quarrel and my nanny and my mom where already quarreling with my mom screaming at her for sleeping with my dad.
My mom was so mad that she took out a knife and tried to stamb my nanny with it..but my nanny dodged and pushed my mom away but my mom slipped and hit her head on the floor..
My nanny tried to shook her back to life but my mom was dead.. with blood gushing out from her head.
I looked at my nanny with pains and yelled, “You killed my mom!”
She rushed to me and locked her palm on my lips.
“Kelly i beg of you.. Don’t tell anyone.. You know I truely love you..I promise to do whatever you ask of me.. Please save me. Save your nanny.” She begged me.
I could still remember how broken and confused i was.
I saw tears in her eyes and i tasted drops of mine on my lips.
My love for my nanny was more.. so muc more than i do for my mom..
I never loved my mom..
I thought about it and i found out that i was going to help my nanny.. She was the most special to me..
I hated my mom who doesn’t care about me..
Who doesn’t give a d--n about how i felt.
I was going to help my nanny and so i did.
“Please Kelly dear. I beg you. Don’t tell your dad, your sister or anyone that I pushed your mom. Please. ” she said, kneeling before me.
I shut my eyes.. as my young memory told me of what to request.
“I will keep this a secret.” I said..
She hugged me with tears and a hundred words of Thank you.
“But you got to promise to replace my mom by becoming my mom.” I said.
She cried and withrew from me.
“I assure you, your mom isn’t dead. She would wake up.” She said.
I nodded
“But do you promise to become my mom?” I asked.
“Okay.. yes yes. I..I promise.” She said and I ran up to my room..
My mom died…but nobody found out Roseline was the one who pushed her.
No body even found out the truthful cause of her death.
Roseline gave a lie of being in our room, and helping with our my assigments and then heard a loud scream and she rushed out to the sitting room only to see my mom on the floor, bleeding from the head..
I was questioned so many times and i said the same thing.
After so much investigations..The case was closed and my mom was buried.
..My dad got married to my nanny few months later.
And that is how she fulfilled her promise to become my mom..
Till now, no one knows about the cause of my mom’s death but just the two of us..
Roseline was the perfect mother.. She took care of us so much and made out time to look after us and she never bothered to bring in a househelp..
She still tried to be that nanny that she was all those times before my dad got married to her..
When Kate died,…She was so aggrieved and i know my mom wouldn’t have been that aggrieved if she was alive.
She tried so much with my dad to get the three friends of Kate who got her drunk and rapped.
But they got only just one of them..And she couldn’t say the others.
She later did but we couldn’t get them..
But then my dad died four years ago..and she changed.. she changed so much.
I sighed as I stood up and walked to my step mom’s picture..
I hate to call her my step mom..I’ve never did.
I touched a picture frame of hers as she stared at me with motherly smiles.
“I..i just wish you never changed.” I said…to the picture.
Then i saw my dad’s.. He was a handsome man. Tall and great..
Then i walked to the back of my television.
That was where i kept my favourite of Kate’s picture..
I didnt want to be seeing her pictures each day cos it would only make me sad and angered.
It always kept reminding me of her death.
I took it and smiled at her.. She was so young and beautiful..
Then i saw my mom’s picture…
I wondered why i still had her picture here..
She was the worst mom on earth..
Just then.. I saw something..
A black round object. with a small round glass at the front.
A camera?
For what?

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