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The Heart Robber by LoveToRead: 10:15am On Nov 15, 2019
Dear friends and fellow Nairalanders, I present 'The Heart Robber' to you.

Happy reading.



https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_heart_robber/29973

Love Toread


© 2019


Pix: Courtesy, Pexel



East of the Ikeja G.R.A in Lagos, the giant gates of a white, grandiose duplex were opened by the security man. The brand new, sleek BMW 440 drove inside the posh house. It parked close to the parking space while the turbo-charged six-cylinder engine went into slow running. The rear, right door opened and a dainty, pretty lady stepped out.

“Welcome, madam,’’ Sule, the security man greeted, waving at her and showing his brownish teeth in a short smile.

Without saying a word, Benita raised her right hand in what looked like a wave, strapped her handbag to her right shoulder and entered the grand building.

She went straight to the staircase and to the upper stair. The master bedroom was the second to the left after the second sitting-room. The coolness of the large room welcomed her. It was the room she shared with her husband.

She put her handbag on the bed and started removing her shoes. It had been a busy day with one board-room meeting after another. She did not really enjoy long meetings, but she was learning to adapt fast. With the way things were unfolding, Teni Seni had hinted her that she should expect more participation in the intrigues and fascinations that came with boardroom politics.

“Benita, darling,’’ Teni had said. “Be prepared to do more of this. You’ll be my proxy in many meetings to come, after this.’’

Benita had smiled and had responded as if she was most grateful.

She removed her office wears and changed into a cream color satin night wear. It was a very sexy one, the type that her husband said drove him crazy. She had many of them, ranging from the backless, one size, sheer, lace, transparent lingerie to a miniskirt G-string sleepwear.

Some gentle knocks sounded on her door.

“Yes, come in,’’ Benita said.

The door was opened.

“Welcome, madam,’’ Ini, the house girl greeted.

“How’re you?’’

“Fine. I want to ask about the food I should prepare.’’

It was wonted of Ini to ask that question once the madam of the house returned from work.

“I don’t think I need any food this evening,’’ Benita replied. “Just get me a pack of apple fruits juice and some peanuts. That will be alright.’’

“Yes, ma.’’ Ini nodded and made to leave the room.

“Wait,’’ Benita said quickly. Teni had said he would be coming tonight. She picked her phone and called him. After many rings, he picked the phone.

“Hello, love,’’ she said. “What should the maid prepare for your dinner?’’

“Oh, I was about to call you. Sorry, I’m still with the senator. I won’t be able to come again tonight.’’

“Oh?’’

“Yes. Sorry about that. See you tomorrow morning.’’

“Okay, dear. Goodnight.’’

“Yeah. Goodnight.’’

She disconnected the line and turned to Ini.

“Alright. You can get what I asked you to get for me.’’

“Yes, madam.’’

Ini left the room and went downstairs to the kitchen. Despite the fact that her mistress asked for a fruit juice pack, she ensured that there were also a pack of pine apple fruit juice and orange fruit juice. She also took a packet of crunchy peanuts, set the items on a small tray, added a glass cup and took the tray to the dining table.


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Re: The Heart Robber by Zamar(m): 7:38pm On Nov 15, 2019
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Re: The Heart Robber by BigBasher: 6:40pm On Nov 16, 2019
Who is robbing whose heart?
Re: The Heart Robber by LoveToRead: 7:32am On Nov 23, 2019
BigBasher:
Who is robbing whose heart?


Read the story to find out.
Re: The Heart Robber by LoveToRead: 9:22pm On Feb 01
She disconnected the line and turned to Ini.

“Alright. You can get what I asked you to get for me.’’

“Yes, madam.’’

Ini left the room and went downstairs to the kitchen. Despite the fact that her mistress asked for a fruit juice pack, she ensured that there were also a pack of pine apple fruit juice and orange fruit juice.

She also took a packet of crunchy peanuts, set the items on a small tray, added a glass cup and took the tray to the dining table.

Benita was miffed that Teni would not be coming this evening. For the past six months she had been married to him, she could count the number of times they had slept together on her fingers. It had been a lush affair being married to a multi-millionaire like him.

She had been living in luxury; which was what she had always longed for.

But there was this deficiency of his not always being around. One factor responsible for this was the fact that he already had a wife. Yes, he already had a wife and three grown up kids.

His first family, she realized to her chagrin, still played prime role in his life. The second factor was his busy schedules. He was always meeting business partners and going on business trips.

The business aspects were not bad as they were bringing in more wealth and comfort. But must he do these to her detriments? Must he subject her to lonely nights all because he had some other commitments? Where was the “unadulterated love’’ he had professed for her?




In another part of the G.R.A, Donald Ariyo breezed inside The Gold-Plated Club few minutes after seven p.m. The night club provided deserved relaxation and privacy for him after the day’s job. At the bar, he ordered for champagne.

Donald Ariyo was a connoisseur who would always give kudos to Dom Perignon for finding a way to preserve the effervescence of wine and maintaining the sparkling. He preferred the brut nature, the one without sugar.

But his relaxation would not be complete without the barbecue. He always went for the one with variety of meat, and with thick and sweet sauce.
This he savored with his drinks. Thirty minutes after he arrived at the club, Tina came to join him.

“Hello, dear. Sorry to keep you waiting,’’ she said, an apologetic grin on her face.

He gave her a short smile. She was always coming late for her appointment, and she was always apologizing. Tina was a fashion journalist with a cable television.

He had met her about two months ago at a social event organized by one of his friends. At forty-two, Donald was “happily’’ married with two daughters, but that would not stop him from having flings now and then.

But, perhaps it was an overstatement to describe him as “happily’’ married. Married, yes, but the element of happiness had long ceased to be part of the marriage. On her part, Mide would have been a loving and submissive wife. She was a beautiful nurse who looked at her children with pride.

What she found appalling was her husband’s indefatigable tendency to philander.

In the first ten years of marriage, Donald was not like that. Then, sweet Donald appeared to be the sweetest of a dream sweetheart. Now, his philandering act was so much she was not sure he would not even go for a plastic doll that wore nice skirt.

“You’re welcome,’’ he told Tina.

“Oh, I can see that you’re already having a nice time.’’

“Yeah. Join me.’’

That was why she had come around in the first place. Tina was soon taking drinks and the spicy meats with him.

“How are the fashions shows and the coverage going?’’ he asked.

“Fine. Did I tell you that Daniella Fashions has a show tomorrow?’’

Don shook his head. He was not a fashion freak. How was he supposed to know about that? Tina went on to talk about how interesting the outing would be. He nodded, but he was barely listening.



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Re: The Heart Robber by FairCritic(m): 2:44pm On Feb 02
Interesting.
Re: The Heart Robber by Zamar(m): 7:21pm On Feb 02
Cool story.
Re: The Heart Robber by Blu03: 7:23pm On Feb 02
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Re: The Heart Robber by Zamar(m): 6:56am On Feb 05
More update.
Re: The Heart Robber by LoveToRead: 8:41pm On Feb 05
That was why she had come around in the first place. Tina was soon taking drinks and the spicy meats with him.

“How are the fashions shows and the coverage going?’’ he asked.

“Fine. Did I tell you that Daniella Fashions has a show tomorrow?’’

Don shook his head. He was not a fashion freak. How was he supposed to know about that? Tina went on to talk about how interesting the outing would be. He nodded, but he was barely listening.

His mind went to his place of work. At Seni Group of Companies, a conglomerate of companies that was into construction, estate, hotel management, tourism, and oil and gas, he was the Finance Director.

In that position, he had interacted with many ladies, many of whom he described as interesting. Despite his love for women, he had succeeded in maintaining some decorum at his place of work. His ladies always came from “outside’’, just like the case of Tina.

Two hours later, he was ready to leave the club. He went to settle his bills with the POS, just like he had been doing recently.

“Here, we go.’’ He steered Tina out of the building to the club car park where his car glistered under the security lights.

Since his official driver had been dismissed about five p.m., he would have to be the one to drive. He opened the Toyota Avalon and slid behind the wheel.

“Let’s go to our love nest for real actions,’’ he said as he started the car and drove it towards the exit gate of the club.

Rita knew what he meant by that. “I’m sorry I’m in a kind of hurry,’’ she said.

He looked surprised. “Hurry to go where?’’

“Home. My boyfriend expects me in his place tonight.’’

He didn’t like that answer. It was true that there was no “string attached’’ in the relationship, but using the boyfriend as an excuse not to have intimate time with him would not be accepted.

“So, what are you saying?’’

He drove the car to exit the club and joined the main road.

“What I’m actually saying is that I would not be able to spend a long time with you.’’

He sighed and nodded. That was a better way to put it. It was better she tried to use some finesse, wasn’t it?

He drove to the small hotel along Opebi Road. That was always their love-making rendezvous. The short time they would be spending together there would be memorable, he thought gleefully.

Several minutes later, his session with Tina was over and he drove to Ogba. His three-bedroom apartment was at Acme Road. He parked at the lot and moved inside to the first floor.

His flat was by the right. In the sitting-room, his three children, aged between twelve and seven were watching Nickelodeon.

His wife was on night duty at the private hospital where she worked as a senior nursing officer. But he would not be missing her. He rarely did again.



On Tuesday morning, Benita had a warm, soothing bath and prepared for work. After rubbing her body with oil of Olay, the face received an anti-aging face cream moisturizer that contained rose scent and hyaluronic acid.

She sprayed Elizabeth Arden White Diamond Night fragrance on her body. The satin blouse atop the classic grey midi skirt was the choice for her dress.

She admired herself before the giant mirror in the bedroom before picking her Gucci bag and stepping out.

It was 7.10 a.m. The driver was waiting for her at the lot. Although she had options, she would still prefer to go with the BMW 440 today. Without any ado, the driver started the car and drove it out of the house. It took just about half an hour to arrive at the Alausa Business District office of the conglomerate.

She took the elevator to the third floor. As an Executive Director of the conglomerate, courtesy – of course – of her husband, she had an expansive office that befitted her status. Her secretary welcomed her with the customary smile.

“Good morning, madam.’’

“Good morning, Mrs. Dauda.’’

She was much older than Benita. Besides, she had years of experience too as a professional secretary. But then, Benita was the boss.

The air-conditioning system in her office was already on. That made the place to be cold. Benita loved it like that. She settled down behind her big executive desk. The day’s work had started in earnest.


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Re: The Heart Robber by tonysunkan(m): 6:46pm On Feb 08
Cool story.
Re: The Heart Robber by Saturn101: 9:33pm On Feb 09
Interesting piece.
Re: The Heart Robber by BigBasher: 3:56pm On Feb 10
Nice one.
Re: The Heart Robber by LoveToRead: 8:48am On Feb 11
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Re: The Heart Robber by BigBasher: 11:57am On Feb 12
LoveToRead:
That was why she had come around in the first place. Tina was soon taking drinks and the spicy meats with him.

“How are the fashions shows and the coverage going?’’ he asked.

“Fine. Did I tell you that Daniella Fashions has a show tomorrow?’’

Don shook his head. He was not a fashion freak. How was he supposed to know about that? Tina went on to talk about how interesting the outing would be. He nodded, but he was barely listening.

His mind went to his place of work. At Seni Group of Companies, a conglomerate of companies that was into construction, estate, hotel management, tourism, and oil and gas, he was the Finance Director.

In that position, he had interacted with many ladies, many of whom he described as interesting. Despite his love for women, he had succeeded in maintaining some decorum at his place of work. His ladies always came from “outside’’, just like the case of Tina.

Two hours later, he was ready to leave the club. He went to settle his bills with the POS, just like he had been doing recently.

“Here, we go.’’ He steered Tina out of the building to the club car park where his car glistered under the security lights.

Since his official driver had been dismissed about five p.m., he would have to be the one to drive. He opened the Toyota Avalon and slid behind the wheel.

“Let’s go to our love nest for real actions,’’ he said as he started the car and drove it towards the exit gate of the club.

Rita knew what he meant by that. “I’m sorry I’m in a kind of hurry,’’ she said.

He looked surprised. “Hurry to go where?’’

“Home. My boyfriend expects me in his place tonight.’’

He didn’t like that answer. It was true that there was no “string attached’’ in the relationship, but using the boyfriend as an excuse not to have intimate time with him would not be accepted.

“So, what are you saying?’’

He drove the car to exit the club and joined the main road.

“What I’m actually saying is that I would not be able to spend a long time with you.’’

He sighed and nodded. That was a better way to put it. It was better she tried to use some finesse, wasn’t it?

He drove to the small hotel along Opebi Road. That was always their love-making rendezvous. The short time they would be spending together there would be memorable, he thought gleefully.

Several minutes later, his session with Tina was over and he drove to Ogba. His three-bedroom apartment was at Acme Road. He parked at the lot and moved inside to the first floor.

His flat was by the right. In the sitting-room, his three children, aged between twelve and seven were watching Nickelodeon.

His wife was on night duty at the private hospital where she worked as a senior nursing officer. But he would not be missing her. He rarely did again.



On Tuesday morning, Benita had a warm, soothing bath and prepared for work. After rubbing her body with oil of Olay, the face received an anti-aging face cream moisturizer that contained rose scent and hyaluronic acid.

She sprayed Elizabeth Arden White Diamond Night fragrance on her body. The satin blouse atop the classic grey midi skirt was the choice for her dress.

She admired herself before the giant mirror in the bedroom before picking her Gucci bag and stepping out.

It was 7.10 a.m. The driver was waiting for her at the lot. Although she had options, she would still prefer to go with the BMW 440 today. Without any ado, the driver started the car and drove it out of the house. It took just about half an hour to arrive at the Alausa Business District office of the conglomerate.

She took the elevator to the third floor. As an Executive Director of the conglomerate, courtesy – of course – of her husband, she had an expansive office that befitted her status. Her secretary welcomed her with the customary smile.

“Good morning, madam.’’

“Good morning, Mrs. Dauda.’’

She was much older than Benita. Besides, she had years of experience too as a professional secretary. But then, Benita was the boss.

The air-conditioning system in her office was already on. That made the place to be cold. Benita loved it like that. She settled down behind her big executive desk. The day’s work had started in earnest.


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Re: The Heart Robber by WuraSerano(f): 8:39am On Feb 15
Good one.

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