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Episode 22

 

 

After telling me about this salon that she saw in the second estate and how she spoke with the owner who asked her to come back and start work because they are short staff

I was not cool with it. I have told her to hold on that she was going to work but I needed to be sure of the kind of work she was very good at
To avoid getting bullied or insulted like the last ones.
But here she was leaving the house in my absence and going around searching for job.
What if she gets lost or something bad happens to her out there.
She was under my care and since I took responsibility of accomodating her, I prefer she also stay home for the moment to avoid danger lurking around.

She neither has a phone nor any means to be reached.
If something happens, I won’t be able to even know where to start searching for her.
How do I reach her or how can she contact me without a phone.

Her only means is dailing my number on another stranger’s phone which I’m not even cool with.
I looked up at her with a frown plastered on my face.
I don’t know how to pretend


or hide my displeasure when I’m not pleased with the situation at hand.
My facial expressions says it all and I’m glad she was smart enough to understand that I was not happy with her.
Even though she was looking so nice in one of the outfit I got for her two weeks ago when I took her for shopping.

I still had to say things as it is

“I told you that you should hold on for now Ezi…I thought we discussed this, why did you still have to leave the house while I was at work, without letting me know and go around searching for job…?

Her head was bent to the ground as she stood in front of where I sat.
Her hands folded behind her.
She looked up at me and said apologetically

“Is not like I wanted to disobey you, I really needed a job so that I can also make money of my own and buy anything I wanted without depending on you for everything. I could have told you but I don’t how you will feel so I decided to wait until I get the job first… maybe when I tell you that I got a job you
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wouldn’t really mind. I hate to depend on people, I will rather work and have a little money of my own than to be given freely all the time. You feed and accommodate me, you buy me personal stuffs and sometimes drop money for me for no reason. I deeply


appreciate it all but I can’t live off on you sir, you have your life and other important responsibility, I shouldn’t add mine to that. All of this wasn’t in your plan, but when I suddenly called for your help… you answered without hesitating. Giving me a roof over my head and treating me like you will do to your sister…is a blessing that I will never take for granted. I will never be comfortable sitting, eating and sleeping all day when I should be out there doing something that will fetch me small money. I hate relying on people, I don’t like collecting anything from anyone…I will rather work and merit it. I’m really sorry sir… don’t be offended.
Have I mentioned to you that Eziaku was outspoken
Oh yes, she always expresses herself without fear of anyone or anything.

Some people will say ” if you remove a girl from the village, you can’t remove the village from her”
That’s a naysay, a packaged lie and nobody should believe that because is not true.
Eziaku has proven that to me.

Many city girls is not as outspoken as Eziaku, despite all the freedom they have.
I discovered that Eziaku is not the type anyone should cage.
If she feels threaten by her environment she crawls up and stay down but that’s not the kind of person she is.
She try to adapt to all situation thrown at her.

Right from the first day of meetings her, she never pretend or act what she wasn’t.
She was real and speak out boldly when she have to.

She was different village kind of girl and I like it.

“Is fine Ezi. I will get you a small phone something you can operate. You will also give me your Madam’s or whoever is in charge contact and the address to the salon. Do you understand….

She nooded with a fat grin

“Yes sir, I understand. Thank you sir but I wish to buy the phone whenever I get paid from the salon. I will be learning at the same time working. My madam said that she will pay me small money of ten thousand naira due to I will be learning too. But to me the money is not small… I was happy but my fear was that I didn’t know how you will feel about it. And now that we have resolved that… I’m very happy but I don’t want to bother you with my phone problem… you have done enough. Let me get it please…

“Is okay…I would have let you buy the phone but that will take you a month before you get your pay. Don’t look at it like I’m buying the phone for you… rather see it like I lend the money to you. Since you want to do it…no problem which means I have to get the phone under loaning you which you will pay back…

I began to smile with the look on her face.

“… why do you have a strange face on?

“Please sir… buy cheap phone of ten thousand or fifteen so that I can pay back. If you buy expensive phone…it will take me months to pay you…

“Alright then. I will get an affordable phone. Go ahead and continue what you where doing. Don’t forget to get the contact of your employer and one more thing…be a good girl…”

She laughed out so loud.

“Yes sir. I’m always a good girl… thank you…so much.

She turned and left and I watched her leave.

Eziaku later started her work, I got the phone for her and taught her how to operate it.
I also got a new sim card for her.

After a month, she brought her salary of twelve thousand five hundred.
She added that customers gave her tips after they saw the way she was doing her job
Her salary was ten thousand plus the tips she got.
I asked her to keep the money for me. She should keep seven thousand for me and take the rest.

The phone that I got for her was just thirty-five thousand. An Android that she can operate and after teaching her she learned how to use it.
She knew the phone was more than that but played along.
I like that about her.

Wait a second, why am I even liking everything about Eziaku?
Maybe because she has a likable personality.

She stayed for two months with me before starting work and has worked for a month plus
Almost eight months in Abuja which is close to a year and ever since I have come to know her she has not given me reason to worry or fright.

I was begining to think of giving another chance to love again.

But, I needed an educated straight forward woman. A humble and modest lady with understanding and kindness for others. Good appearance is a plus, although beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder and friendliness is another added plus

I’m not settling for anthing less this time, Abuja babes aren’t all bad.
Whenever I’m ready I will get somebody that will fit into my dream woman.

It may not get 100percent of everything but atleast I can bank with 70percent.

Eziaku is not really educated like I wish, she still has traces of not being exposed and that is a no for me.
She has other good quality except for the education part

I like her, maybe a little bit more but I can’t let my emotions or her closeness gets in the way of my core desires in a dream woman.
I don’t want somebody like Stef that is over exposed.
Or Oby that played the red card on me and one of the reasons I still have fear in women.

Everything must be in moderate.

Talking about Stefanie, she was called by the police and had to sign the undertaking.
Ever since nothin was heard of her.

I have gotten lots of good clients and things are moving well unlike before.



I even employed a personal assistant who goes with me to different site seeing and doing some little job when I’m occupied with the big ones.

Angela is a BSC holder, very fluent in English, beautiful and smart.

She comes into my office sometimes to ask if I will like lunch or need anything.
Angela was caring and I like that.

Eziaku only worked for another three months when she came back one day with a jean trouser, two t-shirt and three singlet for me.
Eziaku went shopping for me to my bewilderment.
She also brought suya and juice home.

“Today isn’t my birthday…to what do I owe all this gift…?
I asked as she handed the bags to me.

“Is a thank you gift sir…I know is not upto the designers you wear but please accept it. I appreciate you… words can’t describe how much grateful I am to you. God will continue to bless you…

I breathed deeply while looking at her.
I felt deeply emotional. I can’t remember the last time I received a sincere gift from a lady.
Eziaku kept surprising me.
I opened my arms and beckoned her to come for a hug.

She was reluctant at first but came slowly.
I hugged her for the first time and it felt real good holding her.

I released her and thanked her for the gifts.
She brought the suya and drink to me.

She was going back after dropping the tray
i asked her if she wasn’t eating.

“No, I bought it for you sir.
She replied.

I urged her to come over let’s eat together
She came and sat beside me and we went eating and drinking like cool friends.

After few days all I can think of is Eziaku.
I used to hear her talking over the phone in her room, I wondered who she was talking to.
I stood up one night to go and knock on her door when I couldn’t control myself anymore.



I couldn’t knock as I stood by her door, I turned and left

Does this mean that I have fallen in love with her.
I gaze at her while she eats or do anything. I can’t take my eyes off her.

I want to hug her again, I want to kiss her lips and hold her to myself.

Oh God, I think I’m going crazy.
What is wrong with me. I don’t want to scare off Eziaku yet I can’t help thinking of her.
She blushed more this days when she caught me looking at her.
She obviously likes me, so I thought.

Whenever my skin brushes hers, I feel like my head will explode.

I wondered why I’m worried over telling her how I feel, maybe due to my past drama with women

Eziaku likes me and this time it won’t be like the others.
She will help me erase my fear of women.

I’m ready to overlook whatever she lacks as a woman. I wanted her to be mine.

That Saturday evening was different.
I couldn’t hide my feeling anymore, while sitting in the living room, I try to play different scene of how to express myself to her.

When she came to sit in a next arm chair close to mine.
I stare at her, she turned and looked at me, smile and looked away before standing up.

“I will just go..go and… check if my phone is ringing…
She made attempt to leave

“Please wait Ezi, you have some particles on your cheek…”

I said and it was actually true but that wasn’t what I had in mind to say.

She try to remove it, I stood and went to her.
I stood very close to her that I can even feel her heartbeat.
I gently removed the particles and other invisible dirts.
My hands travelled round face, i straightened her eye brow before bringing it down to her nose and lips.

I cupped her face and kissed her, she didn’t withdraw back.
I kissed her hungrily, like I have never kissed a woman before.

She was panting when she took a step away from me.

I was panting too, my emotions where at rage. I wanted her so much that I can’t hold back myself.
I try to touch her but she took another step away and said.

“I have a boyfriend sir…”

“Whaaat…”
Was the only word that left my mouth as she ran off to her room and left me standing in my confuses state.

 

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WHAT LIES BENEATH.
Episode 23
By AMAH’S HEART

“Sir, do you need anything… you want me to get something for you… maybe lunc….

I quickly interrupted annoyingly.

“This is the third time you will be asking me this same question today and my answer remains No. I don’t want anything Angela, I’m fine… please don’t come asking the same thing again. Thank you…

She nooded and left.
I understand she meant well, but her constant asking was getting on my nerves.

Everyone and everything is becoming more annoying.

“Eziaku has a boyfriend… hahaha. She threw it to my face like that. “I have a boyfriend sir… you can go and die…”.

That’s how I read the tone in her voice.

I breathed deeply, held my head in my hands.
I stood and move to my window blind, rolled it up and stood there looking out to the main road.
I saw the car park filled with cars and my exact parking space where my car was parked.
If I’m able to get more reliable clients from now till next year, I will change the car to something better.
I’m craving for a different ride.

Stella called yesterday that she was coming to Abuja by weekend.
Is been a while I saw my sister, I looked forward to having her.
She can either stay in the


same room with Eziaku or come to mine if she isn’t comfortable staying with Eziaku in the guest room.
“Eziaku has a boyfriend…wow! She already has a man just within months of going to her work place…
I can not understand how I did never thought she will fall for another man.

When did she enter a relationship and took me unaware?

Yes, I love the fact that she told me but I wish she never did.

I can’t even reason straight over that realization. I see her differently from the way I used to see her before.

How can she have a boyfriend, I mean she can but I’m angry because of the whole thing.

When I think I have already seen a lady to give my heart to,
To love wholeheartedly, Cherish and transform into my perfect spec then boom she surprised me by having a boyfriend.
I believe the same man she speaks over the phone with and laugh loudly with most nights while I sucked up like a child.
I wish I understand everything she was telling the man or he was telling her.

She uses her dialect and it makes it a bit difficult to grab
And also I don’t want to
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mingle in her private life.
Going home and seeing her after the whole revelation is no more enjoyable.

I used to be happy going home to meet her smiling face but she has a boyfriend and that alone turns me off.

Women keep surprising me.
Maybe I’m just unlucky with them.

She closes from


work 5:30pm and gets home before me.
She uses 30minutes to get home.
I wondered when and where she met her “boyfriend”
I close 5pm too and gets home by 7pm or 7:30pm.
Since the “I have a boyfriend” saga started, I deliberately stay late in the office and gets home by 8 to 9pm.

I don’t want to have anything to discuss with her.
Just greetings and we are cool that way.

Why did she allowed me kiss her before telling me of her boyfriend.
Almost two weeks later and I still can’t get her off my mind.

Why, why is she driving me crazy.
She has a boyfriend for crying out loud.

She obviously can’t cheat on her man which was the only logic reasons she put me in my place so that I don’t cross boundary.

She was faithful, obviously. But Oby couldn’t turn down a common school boyfriend. She couldn’t say no, “I have a man” she allowed herself to be laid, got pregnant, did abortion which resulted to other complicated health issue that I had to clean.
I managed her bedwetting part before i summoned courage to take her for treatment. I gave another chance to her after forgiving her and spending so much on her surgery.
what did she do instead, she threw me off the bridge with the little chance she got.
She did so without any iota of regrets.

Women! I should not have think of going for another village girl, definitely not one from Oby’s village because nothing good comes from that place.

I hate myself for being unfortunate to love. I blame myself for stooping low to love an ordinary girl with no good educational background or exposure.

I hate myself for trying to give another chance to love. Anytime I did, it ends in disaster.

I shouldn’t have fallen. I made a huge mistake that I wish I can undo.

There was a knock, Angela came in.

I turned and asked her what she wanted angrily. She interrupted my thought.

“Mr Gwasi called, he wants to know if we have placed his property at JoJo estate for sale. He has a bungalow in the same estate and will want us to put it on lease…

“Alright, I will call him. Thanks.

She didn’t leave, I raised an eyebrow to ask her if there’s another thing.

“No Sir, is almost 6pm. You’re not leaving yet… again today?

I told her she can go, I will leave anytime I feel like.

She bid me goodnight and left.

I waited in the office until 7pm before leaving.
I got home around 9pm. And Eziaku was rounding up with dinner

She greeted me and I replied coldly which I have been doing for the past one week.

I went into my room, showered and came out for dinner.
She brought my food, I tasted it and do not like it.

I looked up at her with a frown

“You’re just making dinner…and it taste so bad?

She breathed deeply.

“I closed late today, we have been having so many customers visiting. My madam asked me to wait and assist a little before going. I’m sorry…I Came back by 8pm and try to hurry up with the food before you come back. Maybe I…



I moved the food back and stood.

” You’re lying, I don’t believe you Eziaku. You probably went visiting your boyfriend…

Her face turned pale that I almost regretted my word

“I’m not lying, I can’t lie to you sir….

I waved a hand to the air and stopped her from talking.
“Do you want to tell me you have never visited your boyfriend in his house… ever since you started dating him? Answer me…

She bent her head and replied.

“I have sir but that…

I interrupted her angrily after realizing she has gone visiting the so called boyfriend.

” How many times and what did you both do while you were at his place…

She was quiet and didn’t say anything

“,…Cat got your tongue or you have suddenly gone deaf and dumb.

She frowned and I can see she was struggling with tears.

She finally let the tears out but quickly wiped it off.
She said with a calm voice
“If you don’t want me around here anymore, I will totally understand. And that doesn’t change the fact that you’re still a nice man. I will go and stay with my friend…

I clasp my hand together more angry than before.
I was angry at her calmness and she wanting to leave my place maybe to her boyfriend’s house.

“You want to go and stay with your boyfriend? Wow.. Eziaku wow. And I thought you’re different, I thought you were different from other girls. This is a shocking discovery that you are just the same like bunch of other girls.

I try to catch my breath before I continued

“… maybe is better you go because anything that happens now I will be held responsible. Your boyfriend may get you pregnant and you will tell those that cares to listen that am the one responsible for the pregnancy. He may ask you to go for an abortion and if anything goes wrong you will say is me. I don’t trust you or any lady… you people are capable of killing. Go and live with your boyfriend, you should have thought of that since… rather than trying to get me all worked up.

She kept looking at me with a surprised face. she was wondering If i was the same man she used to know or something has taking over me.

I walked away from her to the fridge to take some chilled water.

She was still standing there when I walked past.
I was heading to my room when she said something that made me pause.

“You made it all looked like you were helping me for a reason and when you couldn’t achieve your aim you started throwing tantrum. Hating me for no good reason…

Her word angered me the more.
I turned and replied.

“You’re very stupid for saying that I was helping you for a selfish reason…

She was not moved by my insult. She continued

“You maybe right about me being stupid, but your whole action says it all. Ever since the day you kissed me and I told you that I have a boyfriend you changed unrecognizable. It seems that I don’t know you again. You changed from the sweet man you used to be sir. But deep down you’re still the same man that rushed down to pick me up from the lonely street of Abuja. You’re kind and has loving soul. I’m sorry that my single word got you all worked up, maybe if I knew things will turn out this way I shouldn’t have said anything at all…

I turned again to leave and then she continued.

“….Yes, I have a boyfriend but he is not in Abuja. He is in the village and is the second guy that helped you that day at the pothole. Is not Nonso as you may think… his name is Uche. We were two years in our relationship when I came to Abuja and I have stayed a year plus here making us three years. So sir is not what you think. I will be going to stay with a colleague… who happens to be my friend too. Her name is Kamsi. She is a lady and not a man. Thanks for everything…I will forever be grateful and wouldn’t mind coming around to visit if that’s okay with you. I’m saving money to get a mini flat like Kamsi. Later, I may think of getting a form to enrol in college of education… like Kamsi. But I will have to save up first for that… aside having a skill I also want to have a small degree too. If I have NCE I will be able to teach. I have plans and I’m gradually working towards that…all thanks to you for making something good out of me. Believing in me when no one does and caring for me like you will do to your own. I will leave by morning…

She breathed again, looked at me for a long time before walking away.

I stood transfixed at that spot.

I don’t even know what to do or think.
I’m still pained, still sad.

I managed to walk to my room, sat hard on the bed and kept thinking.

Why did I allow myself to fall so much deeply for her.
The emotional trauma I’m going through is unquestionable.

I never knew how much effect she had on me until she told me to my face that she belongs to another and now knowing who the man is makes me powerless.

I can still remember the taste of her lips, the way she felt in my arm.
I crave for another chance to hold her, to kiss her again.

She belongs to Uche, Uche her village boyfriend who helped me with his friend Nonso when I desperately needed help.

Eziaku was slipping off from my hands and I just can’t do anything.
What do I do now.
Why did I allow her thought to mess up my emotions.

I can’t think of anything except her
both at the office and home.

How did I get into this kind of triangle.
What can I do, oh God.

I feel so broken right now.

 

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Thanks for the update ..... OP, is this story on your blog

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Thanks for the update ..... OP, is this story on your blog

yes

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 24
By AMAH’S HEART.





Eziaku was gone that early morning, I checked her immediately after waking up to apologise for my outburst of anger and to let her know that such will not repeat itself.
But she was gone and so was all her luggage.
She left without saying goodbye or even knocking on my room door to let me know that she was leaving.

I sat on her bed which was properly made and everything in the room was arranged.
I sat there trying to figure out what next?

I later stood and left the guest room. I dressed up for work and left.
There was no appetite for breakfast but when Angela asked me if I will like her to get lunch in the afternoon. I was glad she asked.

I try to get busy with work and channel my mind and energy to it as the days go.

It wasn’t easy doing that without thinking of Eziaku but I had no choice than to move on.
I come home without the usual presence of Eziaku.
It was saddening but yet I have to get used to it.
I miss her so much and wish to hear her voice but is better I stay off anything concerning her so that I can be able


to really move on.
She can’t be mine, Eziaku belongs to another. A guy that was good to me in the past.
That alone will discourage me if I intended having a thing for Ezi again.
She made it very clear and I will be very stupid to still want to have anything with her after knowing her stand.
First, she will never give me a chance
Secondly, is a waste of time, just like chasing a shadow.
I will get more hurt and I wouldn’t want that.

I knew I overreacted towards her, I wasn’t thinking straight.
When she rejected me, it felt like everything was against me
I was even against myself. I felt so unfortunate.
I’m growing older, I’m not a kid anymore.
I need to settle down.
Chuka’s wife is expecting baby number two.
And I’m yet to get a nice woman to settle with.

My mistake maybe wanting a village kind of girl, whom I thought was filled with innocence and good upbringing.
I was ready to give her the best of everything but got the worst disappointment of my life. Oby was neither cool headed and no iota of innocence in her.

After getting over with Oby, I

should stick to my words and not ever have anything to do with another village girl
But I fell and another disappointment greeted me.
Enough lessons learnt already, is time to redirect my heart to an entire different view.
That Saturday, i closed early and drove to the airport to pick


Stella.
Her flight landed exactly 4:35pm and I was at the airport by 4pm and waited untill her airplane landed.

I waited for her until she came into view.
I was waving my hand when she saw me

She left her box, ran like a deer and threw her whole body on me.

Thank God for my good balance skill and size, if not we will both go crashing on the ground.
She released me and said

“I have missed you…I miss you so much biggy…

“I miss you more sweetie… you have added extra weight. Looking all pretty and classy. Lagos looks good on you…

She laughed out loudly.
I walked past her to retrieve her boxes before leaving for the car.

“You’re equally looking good, Abuja is doing you well. Mum and Dad especially mummy want to know the woman keeping you very busy down here and when you will be introducing her to us.

“That won’t be soon because I don’t have any … Stella, your brother haven’t been lucky with women.
I replied while focusing and speeding down the express road.

“Awww, I’m sorry biggy. Without going into details I feel the sadness from your eyes and voice. You’re still one of the hottest bachelor… handsome, brilliant and doing well for yourself…

I scoffed at her
“Thanks for the flatter, you will need to work harder if you want to give me hope…”
I said smiling.

She laughed and continued talking.

“I’m done with medical school, it was the longest five years of my life. Mum and Dad are making arrangements… I’m traveling out of the country for my master degree program and PhD. I have a long list of schools I applied for the programs. Until next year before I will start getting a feedback… after then you can boldly address me as Doctor Stella.

I was grinning with the way she went on and on narrating the schools she applied and her struggle back in the university.

I adore my little sister, she reminds me of Eziaku.
Very expressive and interactive too.

Eziaku, who knows what she will be doing right now.

I really miss her but I will be alright, maybe with time.

“…I have a friend, she will be getting married next week Saturday right here in Abuja. I will like us to attend together… please biggy?
Stella said

I looked over at her before refocusing on the road.
“Your coming to Abuja, is it to visit me or to attend your friend’s wedding? I asked calmly.

“Is for the both. Is been long I saw you.. we’re only talking on video calls and phone. I wanted to come visiting…I truly miss you biggy. While preparing to come, I learnt that Katrin is based in Abuja and will be getting married. This is like using a stone to kill two birds…

She continued talking while I chirped in ones in a while and laughed more at her jokes.

Stella had grown to a full woman.
She is twenty three years. The same age with Oby.
I used ten years for her. I was around nine when my Mom whom everyone thought has closed childbearing chapter after two boys. She gave birth to Stella and I have loved her ever since then.
She calls me biggy right from when she was a little girl. I’m used to the name.
Stella is closer to me than with my elder brother in abroad.

We finally got home and she settles in.

We had a lot of catching up to do as I briefed her on the lady that used to stay in the room but left a week ago due to some misunderstanding.



Stella and I went to this her friend’s wedding.
It was glamorous and she also introduced me to Bukky another of her friend who attended the wedding and was among the bridesmaids.

Bukky is tall and beautiful with fine body shape.
She likes me from the instant she asked Stella who I was and Stella told her that I was her elder brother.

She was always looking towards my direction until it was time for the reception and she came to my seat and we went talking.

She also finished from the same university as Stella and read account.

She was free spirited and we even exchanged numbers.

Bukky may help me move on, she may turn out to be the woman for me.

Within the week she came visiting and even stayed the weekend.
the following weekend again she came
Bukky stays in Stella’s room which is the guest room.

While Stella sleeps at night, Bukky sneak into my room one night and I couldn’t resist the urge of being with her.
But I was careful enough to use protection during our intimacy.

I like her alot but she does not have the vibe and uniqueness like Eziaku has.

But she was helping me to move on and that’s a good thing.

One day, Stella talked about making her air which she will carry and travel back to Lagos and she did not want to go far.

She asked if there is a salon around or any of my friends into salon business that can do home service.

I told her that I don’t know of any.
Immediately after saying that I thought of Eziaku.
She was into hair business and should be able to either make Stella’s hair or know someone that can do that.

I decided to give her a call, this was after a whole month of not hearing anything from her.

She picked my call on the first ring, it was as if she has been expecting my calls.

“Hello, Good afternoon sir…

“Hello Eziaku…” I managed to say.

“How are you doing sir, how’s work and everything…? Hope you are eating well and not over stressing yourself…?

I can sense smile in her voice. She always had this sweet aura around her.
I felt it from my end and began grinning.

I told her that I was alright, I asked how she was doing and she assured me that she was equally fine.
I wondered why I have not been able to call her after all this while.
Many times I have thought of calling but will later have a change of mind.
Talking with her makes it seems we are cool and she holds no grudge against me.

I told her about my sister and how she wish to get a home service.

Eziaku without hesitating said she was coming over that weekend.
Deep down I was pleased, I will get to see her again despite that Bukky also said she will be coming around before traveling to her state to see her retired parents.

“Sir, can I cook for you when I come?…I can buy food stuffs and bring down please… don’t say no… please…

“Ehmmm…” Okay… that’s alright Ezi. Thanks.

I managed to say. She was very happy and thanked me for not refusing her request.

Between Eziaku and Bukky, I can’t help but looked forward to seeing one person than the other. And that’s Eziaku
Her sweet presence will warm me up.

She has a boyfriend and I haven’t forgotten that.
I have Bukky, that is kind of a soothing balm on my wounded heart.

Nevertheless, I still looked forward to seeing Eziaku.
I just hope that her coming and cooking for me will not cause any issue with Bukky.



Tbc

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 25
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

Bukky came way too early for my liking. I was just waking up to go and brush my teeth when somebody started knocking on the door.
the person was both ringing the doorbell and knocking.
My first thought was it could be Eziaku.
But Eziaku can’t be acting like a nuisance knocking and pressing the door bell at the same time.
Even if she wasn’t so learned but she doesn’t behavior like a street touts or act like one without home training.

I answered the door still hoping is Eziaku, probably she forgot how to use the door bell.
And she Came way too early which I don’t mind, I will be very happy if she is the one.

I didn’t bother checking the security hole because my guts told me is Eziaku.

I opened the door with a smile and wish I haven’t shown up with a smile.
I wish I have checked the security hole before opening.

It was Bukky. Just then her phone rang, she picked up and started speaking to the person in her dialect.
I couldn’t understand a single thing she was saying.

I closed back the door after she came inside, Left her in the sitting room where she stood talking on the phone.

I went straight to


my room to brush.
Just as I was going towards my bathroom Bukky barged into my room unannounced.
“Hey handsome…

She was grinning from ear to ear as she rushed towards me and wrapped her hands around my waist.

“Hey babe! Morning…I wasn’t expecting you this early…

I said trying to hide my displeasure.

“Well, aren’t you happy that I came…? all I was thinking of last night was you, your soft smooth skin and the way you touches me, sending me to cloud nine each time you do. I just can’t get enough of you my love. don’t you Miss me like I did? Don’t lie…

“Oh sure, I miss you…
I lied. I was looking forward to having Eziaku around not Bukky.
Even if I miss anybody is definitely not Bukky but Eziaku whom I’m look forward to seeing.
I continued speaking as I try to pull up her hands that was traveling down my pajamas trouser.

” … babe relax first. Does Stella knows that you’re here?

She frowned and dropped her hands to her side.

“I came all the way down to see you this early morning but you are acting opposite of what I expected. I try touching and feeling you… to show you

how much I miss you and you are removing my hands and pushing me away. I can’t come in to see my boyfriend anytime I pleases?
She was ranting and I seriously don’t understand her reasons for that.

“Hey…babe, calm down please. I’m super excited to see you and I miss you


too. A day missing because you were around two days ago or so. Alright… don’t take my actions personal. I’m just waking up from sleep and wasn’t expecting you this early but is all good. I only wanted to know if my sister… your friend knows that you’re around? Which is very necessary for he….
She interrupted me “I’m here to see you not your sister. I Came to see my boyfriend not his little spoilt brat sister. Let’s not get it twisted,”

I looked at her trying to understand what she meant by her statement.

“Did you just say that Stella is a spoilt brat… was that for real or just one expensive jokes…?

She saw the stern warning on my face and quickly readjusted.

“You look like you are ready to eat me raw… I was just kidding. Baby Stop taking everything personal. Nawa for You… between me and your sister who do you even love the most and by the way your sister is a little spoilt. Even back in school she act like she has it and knows it all. But that’s not even my problem… the issue is the way you put that defensive look when it comes to Stella. During our first meeting, When I was in your arms while you go riding me like bicycle you confessed to my ears that you love me… can’t you remember? So, between me and Stella who do you love the most?

I left her and walked to the bathroom.

I guess she already knows the answer to her questions.
A reasonable lady will not ask such a nonsense question.

My day was just starting and I don’t want anything that will ruin it.
I can say stuffs to please her but that doesn’t actually mean I’m serious with it.

While i was tidying up in the bathroom I can hear my wardrobe door
I wondered what she was doing but I took my time to finish up before coming out.

“Walaah…
She said laughing while standing close to my wardrobe wearing just a top and nothin underneath.
She spread out her arms as she turned to show off.
This was one of the tops I haven’t worn but still intended to maybe on a special day because it was from a special person, Eziaku.

This was one of the T-shirt Ezi bought for me. I have only worn one of it during the time Eziaku was living here but haven’t touched the other.

“…how do I look? I love this and I’m taking it. hope you wouldn’t mind though because I know you have so many stuffs in there that looks very new… cloths that you haven’t even touched. The way you look at me like a ghost…is this from a special someone? Who could be more special than me?

“No one. Come over here and sit…

I asked her and she came. I guess is time to address this before it gets out of hand

“I don’t know if Stella told you a little bit about me, and I shouldn’t push my dos and don’t down your truth because you are smart and learned… so I expected better from someone like you. I expect you to atleast respect my privacy…my stuff. And if you must touch them then asking me first before doing so won’t be bad. Invading in my privacy just after a month of knowing you speaks volumes to me babe. Even Stella my sister doesn’t come into my room without knocking and I don’t go to hers or touch her stuffs without asking. That’s how we were raised and I have grown that way and feel disrespected when somebody I expected better behavior from misused that privilege. I’m a private person and very sincere too. The truth is we haven’t define this our relationship…we just went on getting intimate starting from the first day you sneaked into my room. I don’t really understand what we’re doing seriously…but I decided to go with the flow. Don’t misinterpret me, I really like you Bukky and I would have falling more if you could just be more matured and stop showing up unexpectedly, trying to dish off your friend because you met a bigger fish who happens to be her brother….then getting into my
Private things. Those are turn off for me and please don’t ask me what I mean after this or start a nagging spree because that will be another turn off for me and don’t forget that I like you a lot and that’s why I have to tell you the truth…”

I bent over kissed her cheek before going to make my bed while she sat there.

“Okay..okay I get you and I’m sorry…. I love you still. Can I still have this tshirt? I like it and plus I want early breakfast my stomach is almost empty. Hope that’s not a turn off…

I almost scoffed aloud but I nodded instead.
She came and hugged me from behind, caressing my chest.
“…babe will you atleast touch me this morning. I really miss you… please.

I turned to her and said.
“Maybe later… I’m not in the mood for that now.
I kissed her lips and asked her to go get something to wear underneath.

“I don’t have anything aside the gown and pants I wore to this place and I don’t want to wear that until I’m leaving. I want to be free, maybe you should give me one your knickers to wear underneath this top”

I end up giving her one of my short. She did not wear it, instead she climbed up the already made bed, exposing her bum.

“…i will rest a little in here first before stepping out. Is too early to do anything… beside i wouldn’t mind breakfast in bed until you’re in the mood for the main action.

I closed up my wardrobe before stepping out.
I saw Stella was already up tidying up the sitting room.

“Biggy… Good morning. I was hearing voices coming from your room. I didn’t know you had a guest…a lady right? Hmmm biggy… this Abuja has really changed you…

I Smile as I walked past her to the fridge, grabbed an apple and came back.

“Is your friend… Bukky. She came this morning.

Stella turned to me and reduced her voice.
“What’s going on? I mean with you and Bukky…I don’t really understand this your relationship with her. Biggy, I know you don’t love her like she wish but why are you leading her on. Look now, she is sneaking through my back to come see you… she wants you. If you know this is just a fling then get it define .. don’t make her feel indifference or make her feel used…

“Jeezz Stella. I will never do that… give me some credit. few minutes ago I try defining it all to her to avoid “you used me” phrase in future. but I’m not sure she understands anything I took my time to say. Maybe you should try talking her…

Stella nodded.
“What are you having for breakfast? Will you like some pancakes or I should do a toast? I miss mom’s pancakes… Dad prefers her waffles with jam…”

I told her that a toast will be fine for me. She can do pancakes for herself if she still want that.
I’m not a pancakes kind of person but Stella loves it.

She was about going into the kitchen when she turned and asked

“When is the lady for the hair coming? This is 8:40am already. Hope her place isn’t far… atleast I’m expecting her from 10 or 11am so that we can finish on time…

I was about to say something when we heard a Knock on the door.

That must be Eziaku, I can’t mistake the way she Knocks. In a well mannered and intelligent style.

I stood from the chair to go answer the door but Stella was already close to the door.
I wish I was the first to see her.
She peeped through the security hole before opening the door.

I heard her greetings and laughing before saying something to the person.
She later closed the door.
I frowned as she closed the door.

“,Is the waste management guy, he dropped a cleared ticket. He probably thinks I’m your wife… hahaha. He said “good morning madam, what of your husband”? I laughed before telling him that I’m your sister, he quickly apologize…some of this guys are well coordinated….

I nodded with a disappointed smile because it wasn’t who I thought it will be.

I bite deeply into my Apple while turning on the television.
Stella dropped the ticket on the table, she stood a little to watch one of the shows showing on the TV stations. She said something about it before turning to leave.
Few feet to the kitchen and there was another knock 9:07am

I stood up and went to the door. Ho a sping is not the waste management guys or another set of people.

“Good morning sir…
Finally, it was Eziaku with her Charming smile. She was panting like she ran a marathon race
“Ezi… how are you doing? Bring the bags let me help you to…



I said trying to grab the bags from her hand.
“No…no, is not heavy sir…is the cooking things I got from the market and this other bags contains the hair extensions I brought for your sister’s hair. Hope she is not angry that I came late…

I ushered her inside and told her Stella is not angry even though Stella was standing by the dining side and watching but Eziaku didn’t see her.

“I’m really sorry, I left since 6am and went to the market. Before I could finish up and rush down here is already 9am. You’re looking good sir, but a little lean… you haven’t been eating very well. Don’t worry I will make one of your favorite delicacy for you. By the way, you’re still fresh and handsome. i miss you sir…

I swallowed hard and wish I can tell her that no day passes by without me thinking of her no matter how I try to forget and focus.

“I miss you too Ezi. Is good to see you again…I also miss your cooking. You’re looking good as usual… I’m glad life is treating you well.

She smiled and nodded sheepishly.
Can I hug her, maybe a little.
Just to feel her warms and breath her in. A little hug, that is all I ask.

I was talking to myself.
my hopes were dashed when she said.

“Is your sister in the room? I will be very happy to meet her. Can I take the food stuffs to the kitchen first?

“Ofcourse. Ezi, this is equally your house.. please always feel free whenever you’re around. My si…

“I’m over here… Ezi” Stella said waving as Eziaku turned to go meet her.

“… aside the fact that my brother said nice things about you and I even get to know your name before finally meeting you, I can’t hide the fact that you have a special kind of effect on my big brother and just listening to you alone I like you already. Please, I will also like the taste of your food.

Stella said to Eziaku as she walked up to her.
Eziaku laughed out and the sound feel so good to my ears.
“thank you ma…I like you too!
Eziaku responded back.

“My name is Stella please. Not ma… Since you’re my brother’s friend you’re equally my friend. So we address each other by name. can i see the hair extensions that you bought.

Eziaku was grinning as she hands the bag over to her before going into the kitchen.

She returned back in no time.

“They’re nice, exactly what I needed. Stella said

“I’m happy that you like it. Have you had breakfast yet? The kitchen looks like it haven’t been used today or should we start your hair immediately then after I will do the cooking…

Stella told her that she was about going to make breakfast before she came in.

“Can I assist or even do it alone if that won’t be a problem? What are you people having?
Stella told her as they both entered the kitchen together
After sometime Stella came out and came to sit beside me.

“Ezi is the real vibe…I like her. Biggy, I see the way you look at her, is beyond just likeness. Are you in love with her?

“No… c’mon Stella…”
I try to deny but I got caught. Stella was smart to know when I was lying.

“… okay… okay. I used to…but Ezi has a boyfriend who I also happens to know. So, there’s no point craving for what you can’t have.

She nodded, as I turned my face back to the television sad that I spoke the reality.
Eziaku will never be mine. I wonder why I haven’t come to a full reality of that.

“Do you mind helping her in the kitchen while I tidy up my room? She needs extra hand…

I know what Stella was trying to do.
Her room was well tidied which is the first thing she does every morning.
She probably noticed the sadness that crossed my eyes and decided the best idea will be getting close to Eziaku again.

I love the idea anyway and stood before she could say another thing.
She started laughing while heading back to her room
I paid her no heed.

I joined Eziaku in the kitchen.

“What can I help with, Stella said you needed help around here and she got busy with other stuffs..”

She startled a little when I suddenly showed up and spoke behind her ears as she was bent cutting the onions.

“Uhmm… Nothing really. I can do it…but if you must assist maybe you should start by telling me how you have been doing ever since I left…

I moved closer to her.
“I was sad at first that you left without saying goodbye but I got used to coming home without your presence. Eziaku listen, I know I overreacted back then… I’m truly sorry. I respect your decisions and I won’t trespass. Thanks for telling me the truth and not holding my offense over my head. I’m glad that we’re friends again and nothin will come in the way of that… you will always have my support. I promise….

She nooded shyly without looking up.
“Do you have a woman now? I mean like a girlfriend….?
She asked an unexpected questions.

“Ehmmm…not really.

That is all I could say. I felt uncomfortable answering that as i thought of Bukky. I don’t know where exactly to place Bukky in my life.
My sister’s friend, a cool intimate friend or are we really in a relationship?
I really can’t tell.

” I’m sorry I left the way I did. I was afraid that you wouldn’t want to see me again. I try calling severally…if I should come around and check up but I don’t know how you will feel about that. I also waited for your call… for so long. I was very happy when you finally called, I couldn’t hide my excitement in front of my colleagues. Kamsi is a nice friend but the issue is that I feel very uncomfortable whenever her fiancee visits. I will have to excuse them and will sit outside for a very long time until the guy leaves. But aside that we’re cool. Those times I will wish that i can come over here and spend sometime with you in that way I will give Kamsi and her man enough space and time to spend together as they want. I’m happy seeing you again…

She turned to me.
My heart was already racing. Our closeness has ignited the fire of passion in me.
Maybe staying far off is the best.
I can’t think right when I’m close to her.

I touched her and she smiled as she wrapped her arms around me and buried her head on my chest.
This was the exact hugs I needed.
I thanked the heavens for granting me my wish finally.

My body was speedily responding to her warmth.

I lost my control and kissed her neck, I moaned quietly as I kissed the curve of her neck again and then her cheek.
She didn’t push me off, I noticed she was shaking but still clung to me.

“I love you Eziaku…I can’t think straight when you’re around me. I…I.. don’t know what to do. I love you so much…

I was about kissing her mouth when a voice startled us from behind.

“What’s the meaning of this?

Eziaku quickly loosened up and rushed back to what she was doing with her head bent.
She was feeling ashamed already.
But we did not do anything bad to warrant such feeling. It was just a kiss on the neck and cheek. Although I wish it was more.
I wish we had more time alone but here was Bukky, acting like an angry bird and ready to swallow Eziaku alive.

“…. who is this? Austin… answer me. You left me in the room, I was thinking you’re bringing breakfast and kept waiting only to come down here and caught you cuddling and kissing another Lady. A foolish one who does not know how to respect boundaries or understand the fact that your girlfriend is around.

Eziaku looked up at her and quickly looked away.
She looked back at her again.
This time more closely. She recognized the top that Bukky was wearing.
It looks all new and she knew it was part of the things she got for me.

She breathed deeply as she looked up at me and then back to her cooking.

I told Bukky let’s leave the kitchen, I will explain clearly to her in the room but she was ready for a big fight and refused to listen.
Eziaku was trying to stay calm even as Bukky went on insulting her.

I try dragging Bukky out but she grabbed on the kitchen rail and refused leaving.
Stella ran down to the kitchen from her room.
She tried to pacify Bukky but she just wanted to have a chance to fight.

She was putting on my short and Eziaku’s gift t-shirt and appeared like an aggressive actress in movies

She threw blow to my face and legs in the air while trying to get to Eziaku who wasn’t moved by her drama and doesn’t looked scared as she continued what she was doing unbothered.

If they’re giving a chance to fight, is very obvious that Eziaku will definitely beat the hell out of her.
But Bukky kept acting she was going to unleash harm on Eziaku.

I was the culprit and she should be fighting me not Eziaku.

But Bukky was majorly targeting Eziaku whom she believes want to take her man from her.

 

 

Tbc

Ezi go too beat bukky if dem leave am......keep it up bro.

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 26
By AMAH’S HEART.


I wasn’t expecting things to turn out so hot, maybe I wasn’t expecting Bukky to fight like a tigress yet it feels like she was fighting the air.
She kept screaming and shouting down the roof.
She refused to be pacified or hear anyone out.

“How could you be cheating on me…eeeh? How dare you.. what does she has that I lack? She is not even looking like a a real Abuja chick, what did you see in her? She not as beautiful as I am. I don’t understand… what is happening. Even your sister Stella? Stella… I thought you’re my friend…I thought you value our friendship enough to tell me that there’s another woman secretly coming to see your brother… you could have told me that some stupid lady is trying to steal my man from me. Why did you not tell me? I can’t let another woman have my man and there’s nothing you all will tell me that will make sense because I know what I saw…

Stella suddenly fled up to my surprise.
She faced Bukky who kept jumping up and down like frog in the living room after I managed to pull her out of the kitchen.

“Why are you creating a scene Bukky? What is even


your problem…did you catch my brother on top of a woman? And besides I never knew that you were already throwing yourself at him, did you for ones told me anything except to chat me up and ask if my brother is around or what he was doing? You didn’t value our friendship enough to let me know that you have fallen for my brother instead you bypass me and began whatever situationship or whatever this is called but is definitely not a relationship. We’re even trying to calm you down yet you want to keep acting like a child…
I watched as Bukky sat hard on a chair, looked at me angrily before turning to Stella.

“You’re defending him? Even if I tell you about me and your brother being an item what difference would it make? isn’t it very obvious… can’t you see that something was actually going on? Since your brother didn’t tell you why did you expect me to say anything to you? He confessed to me that he loves me, since he doesn’t want me why then was he having sex with me?

Stella gasped out and said.

“I don’t give a damn of whatever both of you do
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behind closed doors Bukky. He is my elder brother, an adult who can do whatever he pleases and you’re also an adult. He never forced you to do anything that you didn’t want to… instead you are to be blamed, because you kept forcing yourself on him and he was


only dancing to the music you played. Or did he forced you to his bed?
Everywhere went so quiet. Stella was not done, she continued.

“…. Bukky, get hold of yourself for ones. This is a residential area and we’re not troublesome people. I know my brother is a very private person and with this attitude you are putting is definitely going to be a turn off for him. Why are you fighting a woman because of a man that isn’t fully yours? That lady in the kitchen, her name is Ezi, she is our best friend way back in time and she has been in the picture with my brother before you showed up a month ago. If you had cool down and asked him about his love life he would have mentioned Ezi to you. She is the one that supposed to be kicking your ass right now for sleeping with her man, wearing my brother’s cloth and acting like a chair lady. Bukky, since you came early morning and wanted breakfast the best you could have done is come out and assist in making it but instead you relaxed in the room waiting for breakfast in bed. Ezi is making food for the house and if you’re still interested after all of this then you should be ready to apologise to her. After the food, Ezi will prepare special delicacy for my brother before finally making my hair. Can you see how close we are? You can’t beat that and let me warn you, if you try to create another scene, I will call the estate security on patrol to throw you out…they will bundle you out of this house and that will be your end here. Behave yourself around here and leave peacefully with your pride and respect just as you came before we start our own drama….

She rolled her eyes at Stella before saying.
“I’m not going anywhere. When I came this morning I didn’t meet your brother with any woman so that means Ezi or whatever her name is met me here, she should be the one leaving. I’m famished and I will like to have not only breakfast but also whatever special delicacy she will prepare for your brother. Me, I don’t have shame when it comes to fighting for what is mine. I plan going to the salon next week… since Ezi can make your hair she should also do mine. After all she is a great friend of the family and won’t be charging me. Stella, I don’t have anything to be ashamed of. Pride and respect can wait let me finish eating and taking my man back. Your brother is mine and no lady will take him from me…if he wants me out of his house then he should say so to my face. Let him speak for himself. I won’t make any trouble neither am I leaving like both of you expects… the only person deserving of apology is me…no one else.

She crossed her leg in my sitting room
Stella looked from me to her.
She shakes her head sadly as she walks to the kitchen.
I can hear her saying something to Eziaku.

I was happy that Stella spoke in my defense like that but at the same time she left no room for me to speak.

I was actually more worried about Eziaku.
Who knows what she will be thinking right now.
Seeing the cloth she got for me on a lady’s body who claims to be my girlfriend and also listening to all the attacks and insult.
It must be too much
I was to be blamed for all of this, I deserved to be bashed and insulted not Eziaku.

I could have put Bukky in her place long before now, I could have spoken to her candidly and make her understand the kind of man I was
I told her but what’s the use when she isn’t the type that understand simple things.
What’s the use now that everything has escalated.
I should have stopped her from wearing the T-shirt, I saw the look on Eziaku’s face.
I hated myself for it.
I hope she won’t take another offense from that.
Having a clash in the past, this was a good time to resolve our difference only for another clash to happen again.

I could have swear back in the kitchen that she has feeling for me, I saw the way she cling tightly to me.
I saw the way she looks at me with so much love mixed with either fear or uncertainty.
I finally get to tell her how I feel about her
But what exactly is the use now.
She may never take me serious after asking if I have a girlfriend and I told her not really which indirectly means “no, I don’t”.
And is true, I don’t. Bukky case is totally different.

Initially, I couldn’t stop thinking about Eziaku, I needed to forge ahead and Bukky showed up.
I thought with her presence she will help me forget but that never helps.

“Breakfast is served”

Stella announced from the dining, halting me from my thought

I looked over at Bukky who was also getting ready to stand.

I liked her but never saw the danger warning around her.

She is indeed a real drama queen.

I went over to the dining, I saw Eziaku carrying plates to the dining.

She refused looking at me.
i don’t have appetite for any breakfast but because it was Eziaku that prepared it I will force myself to eat.

Stella brought out two bottle water and placed on the table.

Bukky was sitting down opposite me waiting for hers.
After dropping the plate, Eziaku went back to the kitchen.

Stella dished out breakfast for me with a cup of tea.
She took the remaining in the cover tray and made a cup of tea for herself.

“What of Eziaku…is she not joining us?

I said after holding my silent for so long.



“I try to persuade her to join us but she refused. I pleaded but she said that she wasn’t hungry… well, with all that happened I wouldn’t blame her. I only wish she is part of this morning breakfast but we can’t force her. She is back making the delicacy she promised you… after we will make my hair.

I breathed deeply. I wish I can go over to the kitchen and talk to her but I hate drama and Bukky may want to start another.
Speaking of Bukky, why is her front empty with no breakfast?

“Helloooo! Am I invisible or what? Where is my own breakfast… why is no one serving me?

Bukky finally said
Stella turned to her, acting surprised.

“Oh Bukky, you’re still here? Forgive my manners, I thought you were gone already. We didn’t include your mouth in the breakfast…sorry. but if you desperately need to eat you can eat bread with water that’s the highest we can offer. Nothin more than just bread with water my dear friend. You know, nobody is a slave in this house, if you really wanted to eat then you could at least shown some helping hand or appreciate with a kind word. When I was growing up, my parents mandated that we must tidy our rooms and clean up the house during the weekend before we can eat. We had paid maids and yet they refused us from acting lazy. Ask my brother we grew up like that. We don’t need to be told to tidy the house, clean all the rooms both upstairs and downstairs before sitting for food. The only person that deserves breakfast apart from my brother and i…is Ezi but she turned it down due to your unwarranted drama….

I told Stella to serve her.
“, All this are not necessary Stella… please Serve her the right breakfast…

Bukky snapped her finger and rolled her eyes at Stella.
“You heard him. The rightful owner of the house has spoken… Quick, bring my breakfast and stop talking too much. I dislike talkatives… because all they do is to talk, No money is added…

Stella looked from her and back to me
I wish Bukky had kept quiet instead of pulling another annoying attitude
now I will leave Stella to decide.

” I’m sorry to disobey you biggy but Bukky aren’t getting any breakfast here today. With this dirty attitude she just displayed even the bread and water I offered initially is cancelled. She should go to her house or wherever she came from. Bukky, This is my brother’s house, go to your own brother’s house and display your madness as you like. You can sit and watch us eat but you won’t get even the tiniest crumb from this table.

Stella went eating, I decided not to interfere.

“You from this day cease to be my friend. I hate you and I hate your brother. Two of you are stingy goats… plus you’re a spoilt brat. I’m too expensive and your brother can never get my type ever…..

Bukky barked.
Stella laughed out

“Please go, generous Bukky. Continue with your generosity and keep giving men for free. I just hope my brother used condom on you. Generous giver like you. I unfriend you long time ago and was waiting for the right time to tell you, I’m glad this opportunity finally came. You are beautiful, educated and smart please use it well and stop disgracing the women folks. If my brother is afraid of asking you to get out of his house…me, I’m not afraid of you Bukky. Get out and don’t ever call me or my brother…

She stood and began walking towards my room while Stella follows suit.

“…I will follow you to make sure you don’t take any of my brother’s stuffs. Just pick your things and leave.

After sometime, Bukky came out wearing the same t-shirt and a slim jean which was probably tucked in her handbag because that wasn’t what she wore in the morning.

Eziaku came out, she saw Bukky leaving. She looked over at me and I stare back at her pleadingly.

Bukky walked out while cursing and bashing everyone with words.

Why is my life like this? The women I recently deals with starting from Oby ended up with trouble.
Is either with a fight or something close.

Drama with Bukky isn’t difference or new from the usual.

I’m tired and my most desires is to settle down and there is no one that can make me happy except Eziaku.
I want Ezi with everything I got in me and will do whatever it takes to have her.

That’s a promise.
I no longer care if she has a boyfriend or not.
Eziaku has feeling for me, I wonder why she was holding back.
After all of today’s display is put to rest, Eziaku won’t be able to escape again from me.

I don’t know how I’m going to do that but I’m ready to do whatever it takes.

Tbc

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 27
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

Stella returned back to the table.

“I wish she had dropped the top she had on…
I said sipping my almost cold tea.

Stella looked at me weird.
“you can get another biggy or I can even go shopping for t-shirts and tops for you. What’s special about the top, nothin really…let Bukky go with her problem. If goin with the T-shirt will heal her saddened heart so be it. I’m happy she is gone. You owe Ezi a big apology…I hope she forgives you. That drama was just too much for her sanity… the happiness I saw when she came in disappeared….

I told Stella that the T-shirt Bukky wore was one of the gifts Eziaku bought for me and she will really be sad seeing another lady wearing it.

“Why didn’t you tell me this before now…I would have made Bukky remove the cloth inside. Biggy, since you know that the cloth was special you shouldn’t have allowed Bukky wear it in the first place. There’s nothing we can do now… except to apologise to Ezi.

Stella cleared the table. I couldn’t even eat the breakfast. She parked it up while I remained seated on the dining.

After sometime I went to the kitchen to speak to Eziaku.

She did not respond to anything


I said. I try to touch her but she warned me off.
She was done cooking in no time.
I even threaten that I won’t eat the food if she doesn’t forgive me.
She did not respond as she cleared the kitchen and walked out

She started Stella’s hair around 2pm.
I sat in the sitting room staring at her and hoping she will see that I was truly sorry

It was around 9pm she was finally through with everything.
Stella pleaded for her to stay but she insisted on going.
Even if she had intentions of staying before, it all changed because of me.

I followed her outside as she was leaving and insisted that I was going to drop her off.
She refused, I have to apply force because she was been stubborn.

Immediately she sat down I went over to the driver seat.

Started the car and zoomed off.

She showed me road that lead to her friend’s house.

I was doing the whole talking which she refused to respond
As we got close she asked me to drop her.

“What is wrong with you Ezi.. I’m taking you straight to your gate. Stop trying to stop me because is of no use…

“Thank you sir, I
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have already gotten home. My house is just over there…I will trek down. Please stop the car now…
I parked, turned over to her and said.

“Stop with the sir, please stop replying me with sir…enough of that already. Eziaku, I don’t understand… you said you had a boyfriend and I decided


to move on too. What then is the problem…
She looked at me.

“, You lied that there was no woman, if you have told me that you have one resting in your room I would have trade with caution. You gave her one of the tops I specifically got for you because you don’t value the gift…

“That’s not true…I value everything about you Ezi. Bukky took it and to be sincere I did not know how to ask her to take it off. I’m sorry… Bukky is just a friend… nothing serious.

She laughed sarcastically.

“Wow… just a friend but you were sleeping with her. Did you sleep with her or not?

I became quiet as I breath in shakily.
She has this jealousy in her tune that makes me wonder if she was actually jealous.

“… after I left your place, I couldn’t think of another man aside you. I mean that was why I missed you so much…I was hoping you also miss me. Not knowing you already had another woman warming your bed. Me and Uche concluded that we will be doing our introduction last three weeks but I kept postponing it because I can’t be thinking of another man and be getting married to another. If you know how happy I was when you called and when I finally hugged you in that kitchen. Anyway to cut the long story short… I’m going for my introduction next week. If I wasn’t sure before, I am now. Uche will make a better husband and father to our future kids. Today’s drama confirmed everything… I’m still on the right track.

I looked at her as my mood changed and my heart began to race.

“, You can’t do that Ezi. Please… don’t do this to me…think it through. I love you Eziaku… with all my heart. you’re my life… can’t you see? Don’t leave me please… let’s make this work. I have had enough heart breaks please don’t add yours to the list…I beg of you. I can go down on my knee…I will do anything. Eziaku please… I’m sorry. Just reconsider… don’t go on with the wedding plans… I’m pleading. Bikoooo… Ezi…

She blinked severally, she was fighting back the tears.

“I’m also sorry but I’m getting married to Uche. Me and you are not in the same league or class. I will be reminded in the future of how unworthy I am to probably be in your life. Beside… Uche and I have history…we have come over the years. Three years… almost four. Two was spent close with him, while a year and half was spend here in Abuja without him in it. We drift apart during the period of no phone or better means to communicate but we later reconnected. He is a hard-working fine man and I wish to spend the rest of my life with a man that will give me peace of mind not from one drama to another. I’m sorry…let me go and marry in my class..

She unlocked the door and was about going down I drawed her back and forcefully kissed her.
She struggled under my arms but I refused to let go.
I was not even thinking, I just don’t want Eziaku to leave.
I don’t want to loose her.
She managed to push me off.

“You’re hurting me… Jesus Christ. What kind of man are you? You don’t consider my feeling here… you just want things to be done your way…

‘im sorry…I…I..” I stuttered.

She stepped out and left.
I sat in my car for a very long time before driving off.

The following day after service I drove down to see her but her friend came out and told me that she wasn’t around.
She was probably lying but I waited for sometimes before leaving.



I close early at work on Wednesday to go and see her at her salon.

They told me that she traveled on the Tuesday of that week.



Kamsi, her friend said she traveled for her wedding introduction and no one knows if she is coming back or not
But Eziaku told her that she may not be coming back after her marriage ritual is over.

I try calling her severally but she has refused picking my call ever since Bukky drama.

I drove back home and fell face down on the cushion.

Stella said I have to try to move on but I can’t. How do I move on? I tried before but I ended up with Bukky.
Which was a disaster.
I can’t think straight or do anything reasonable.

I allowed myself to break down for the very first time.
I hit hard on the cushion but the pain remained. The sadness refused to go away.

I picked up myself and dragged to the room.
I slept for the first time without showering.

I slept in my work clothes. I looked like a total mess in the morning.

I couldn’t get to work the following day or the next.
I fell sick, seriously sick. Stella try all she could to nurse me back to health.
I was very happy that she was around.

I kept throwing up like a pregnant woman all around the house.

She also try calling Eziaku but she wouldn’t answer her calls or reply her message.

The following weekend, Stella who postponed her traveling because of me finally decided to travel back to Lagos.

I assured her that I was alright, Because she was very worried.
I pleaded with her not to say anything to Mom and Dad and she promised.

She was not very sure of leaving me all by myself due to the condition of my heart.

I kept assuring her that I was alright but she didn’t buy it.

She decided to stay another two weeks in Abuja because of me

After a month passed, I knew I had to move on.
Eziaku was already married or almost.
There was no point crying over a spilled milk.

Stella can see the improvement in me that I was sound.
She started making arrangements to leave.
I may have to travel to Lagos with her and make use of my mom’s initial advice if necessary
Which is getting to meet the reserved ladies she spoke off.

Sincerely, I wasn’t in the mood for another relationship.
I just don’t want to be alone and probably start thinking after Stella leaves.

I needed break from everything to be able to heal properly.

Eziaku really hurt me beyond measure, yet I don’t want to blame her but myself.
at the same time she refused all my plea because of what happened with Bukky.

I really do not know I was deeply into her, I never experienced what I felt with her.
It was difference and unusual. It was as if life was taken from me.

Love isn’t favorable for someone like me.

I’m a faithful lover, I put in my all in a relationship.
My heart and finance but none ever worked out no matter how I try.

I have never cheated in a relationship, I try as much as possible to respect my partner both present and absent.

Yes, I can boldly say I’m a good person. I deserve the credit but what is the use because at the end I’m still lonely.

I don’t know what comes next after now but I know someday real love will find me.
A lady worth all the trouble will come around but until then I will continue living and being me.

Lagos may have a new story for me and I’m not afraid to try again.
Mom will definitely have something on her sleeve.
Hooking me up with Lagos babe, thereby matching making us.

I really don’t know but I’m ready for the ride.

Wherever Eziaku is, I just hope she is happy and enjoying her marriage or honeymoon.
Whatever, I really don’t want to care of think about it.

I feel bitterness and hurt when I think of her but I had to let go and wish her the best of life.

I later booked our flights and traveled to Lagos with my sister Stella.
I handed work load to Angela and will follow up with calls and mail chats.

Since Abuja or even village people couldn’t offer me much, I hope Lagos got better things for me.

 

Tbc

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 28
By AMAH’S HEART

 

 

“All lies, maybe just a little bit of truth in there. He was the one following me around like hawk…
Mother said giggling like a little girl.

Stella laughed, while my Dad took another sip from his drink and said

“I’m glad she didn’t totally deny it. I wasn’t expecting her to agree to the whole truth but deep down she knows what am saying. Your mom and her sister will stand at the corridor looking out for me. She will tell her sister to alert her whenever I’m passing by. I usually drive my dad’s Volkswagen then after finishing from the University, did youth service over in East before coming to join my dad’s business here in Lagos. I remember that turtle car, sky blue in color and comfy, that was my very first car. The first time I met your Mom was at her mother’s buka…food vendors. Very big, her mother is a big woman and runs this big restaurant where I usually go to eat. I went there twice it was on the third visit that I saw her. She has her mother’s resemblance. She looked at me shyly and was very friendly around me. I liked her from that day and later found out that they live


two street away from us. I told my father that I have seen a woman I want to marry. And that’s how my quest began. and we later got married after much toss and turn. married for almost forty years… and she still amazes me…
Stella was grinning seriously, she turned to Mom and said.

“So Mom, you liked Dad back then but was forming hard to get.

This time Mom laughed out so loud. Dad was equally grinning as he took another sip before setting his cup down.

“Your father was quiet a charmer. Even my Mom and sister likes him. Just like your brother Austin, he has almost every of your father’s feature when he was around his age except Austin is a bit taller and more calmer. Speaking of you, son…

All eyes turned towards me.
I knew it was going to get to this and I was prepared for anything.
Is been few days already in Lagos and mother gave me enough time to rest
I guess is time for the obvious question that I wish I can dodge right now.
My Mom continued

“….we have talked so much about other things but I was still waiting for the very thing my
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ears crave to hear. I will start by asking… how’s your woman… my daughter in-law to be?
Stella tries to speak in my defense but I asked her not to.

“Mom…still, no real daughter in-law yet. Let me say that I haven’t been very lucky with women. After much try, I have


decided to take a break for now and rest from any form of relationship.
Dad looked at me before returning his look to my Mom.

“Didi, maybe is high time you leave the young man alone with all this marriage talk. Let him take his time and be ready emotionally. Since he decided to visit us after many years, let’s allow him enjoy his stay in his home. Austin knows what he wants and I don’t think he needs to rush or be forced to do so. Larry, his elder brother got married in his late twenties and it doesn’t mean Austin must follow in the same pattern. During my time I had people I’m far older than getting married before me and had grown kids before I got married…my father never forced me instead he encouraged me to take my time and find the one for me. If I had decided to follow the trend I wouldn’t have met you. Didi, You were around twenty an…

” aaah! you can still remember but that was wrong…” Mom interrupted as she suddenly began to laugh.
“… I was around nineteen plus, I still have about four months to be twenty and you were twenty seven when we got married…a bit too old for me but I decided to manage you like that.

Dad stood from the chair and said while walking away

“Thanks for managing me Didi but it was quiet obvious that you couldn’t do without me back then. How lucky you and your family are to have me as an inlaw…

Dad walked away before Mom will fire back at him with her own words.

Stella who couldn’t stop grinning from their banter walked away leaving me and Mom alone.

I know Mom was only waiting for Dad to leave the table so that she can face me properly.
And now that we are alone I already know what to expect.

“Ehee! son…If you go listening to your father you will clock forty without a family of your own. You’re thirty three Austin… do you remember Ndu? Aham’s son that got married few years ago, him and his wife have a baby that is almost a year old old… time waits for no one…

“Mom…mom please try to understand me first, I haven’t been folding my hands and looking. I have actually tried my possible best to get a good woman but it all prove more of a disaster. Don’t make it sound I don’t want to get married or have a family…as a matter of fact I’m taking break on that. Let me rest from the whole trauma I have experience so far. It comes easy for some people but for some of us is easier said than done. I don’t mind getting upto forty, if that’s how long it takes to settle well then I’m ready for the ride…

My Mom snapped her finger in the air and replied.
“God forbids it. I reject it for you… marriage at forty will never be your portion in Jesus name… Amen. Maybe I need to channel more energy into praying for you to break every power delaying you from settling down with a well deserved woman.

She suddenly grabbed my hands into hers and began to cast and bound. She kept praying for about 5minutes before letting go of my hands
All I did was to keep replying with an Amen.

“…I will still need to do more prayers for you in private. But you also need to be praying.

“I do pray Mom” I replied calmly.

“…I really don’t know what I’m not doing right. I can’t tell what exactly I need to do differently because I have tried all measure and it never works. Mom, did you know When I was twenty eight years, I followed my friend to a village for traditional wedding. I met a girl there, about eighteen years then. I fell in love with her, as funny as it may it may seem I wanted to marry her but the issue was her parents insisted that she must finish university first. they were struggling family. Mom, because of the level of my love for this particular girl I was determined to marry her. I took up the responsibility of training her…

My Mom looked at me weird, like I wasn’t serious.

“….yes Mom. I trained her for three and half years in school before the whole relationship scattered. I don’t want to go into much of her details but only to let you know the level I have gone in getting a reasonable woman to settle with. There’s nothing to my understanding that I haven’t done. I might have done one or two mistakes in the process but I never intentionally hurt a woman. The case with the girl I was training is two years passed mom. I have moved on, met few others even the one I fell deeply for recently but it ended in hurt. Stella is aware of the recent one and that’s my reason of taking break with women. My coming to Lagos is to breath in a different air Mom…

My Mom gasped

“I’m sorry son, it will all work out for your best at the end. I can see that you haven’t really been folding your hands when it comes to future partner. I have somebody, a friend’s daughter… her mother is a disciplined woman and brought up her children uprightly. The girl is not always around but the little I have seen and observed her she is well behaved. Will you like to go with me tomorrow in visiting her Mother and also you will get to meet the girl?

I shakes my head as I made attempt to stand.

“No Mom, I don’t want to jump into another woman or even a relationship yet. Thanks but I will rather pass… hmmm! I will love to go to my room now Mom.

She nooded as I stood and retuned back to my room upstairs.

I had so many missed calls.
Chuka, Angela, two other different numbers.

I called Angela immediately and found out she only wanted to check up on me and nothing serious.
I called chuka
We went on and on talking. I told him I was in Lagos to see my parents and will be back soon. Anytime I travel back to Abuja we will get to see.
I called the first unknown number and it didn’t go through.
I called the second unknown number and somebody picked and didn’t say a word.
I called back thinking is bad network. The person whom I found out was a lady. But she only gets to say hello and refused saying any other thing before ending my call.

I decided to go and join my Dad in his private sitting room to watch the wildlife station which was one of his favorite shows.

We get to gist while watching the television but it was nothing serious.

After a week and three days in Lagos passed, I decided to take a walk alone around the neighborhood.

From our street I crossed into another. I remember every street in our housing close.
With my headphone and music I continued my sight seeing which was over an hour already.
I was tired and decided to stop at a mini shop within one of the street to buy a chilled bottle water.
I was about paying for my water when another customer stepped in, a lady.
She greeted the shop owner like a well known person to her.

I turned and looked at her absent minded before opening my water to drink.

Just then the shop owner stretch hand to hand my balance over to me and at the process collecting it the opened bottled water spilled out with uncontrollable speed, some poured on my body, on the ground and on the lady standing beside me

“Oh shit… I’m so sorry!
I quickly apologise to her

“No problem, i know it wasn’t intentional… but it could also be that you are probably looking for a means to get my attention…

The shop attendant started grinning just as the Lady was.

She looks a little bit familiar, like I have seen her before. But since I don’t reside in Lagos that will be impossible except maybe during my growing up days in Lagos.
She was really beautiful and well endowed but I will be the last person at this stage and level of countless painful drama with women tries to get her attention.

“No dear, I wasn’t. Like you said it was never intentional. I apologise ones again…”

I asked the shop owner to give me another bottle water.
Since the first one spilled I did not feel like taking it again.

After paying for the second one, I turned to leave.

“Excuse me, I have seen you before… your face looks familiar.

I waited hoping she will tell me because I felt I had seen her before too.
She mentioned schools and event asking if I attended any I told her no that I didn’t.
She said her name was Amanda and I told her that mine was Austin.

I couldn’t wait anymore. I waved her goodnight and left.



I had another moment with my Dad within my stay. He asked if I will like to travel out to Join my brother or maybe to a different country of my choice.

I will travel out only for a visit or vacation not to base there.
I have a successful company i intended expanding in the nearest future and I’m doing quiet well for myself.
I see no reason in running off.
I told my Dad that I was alright and don’t want to.
If I wanted to I would have done so long time ago and not now

On the following Sunday, mom said she invited some people for after church lunch.

She has a female cook who assisted her in the kitchen.
Stella who was making arrangements to travel for her master program help out in the kitchen too.

I was trying to get something casual to wear after returning from church service with my Dad when Stella knocked on my door, informing me that mom was calling me to come down and say hello to the visitors.

I told her that I was coming.
I changed up and as I was leaving my room, I saw my Mom coming.

“I sent your sister to call you since. Lunch is served and we have visitors. My friend came with her two daughters. The older one I told you about and youngest one who just got into university…

I turned to her and said.

“Mom…we talked about this. I told you that i needed time before having anything to do with a woman. I spread it all out to you…

She slapped my shoulder hard.

“Keep quiet. Did anybody die…? why are you acting as if you’re mourning. Those ladies in the past that left is their lost not yours. You’re a charming young man. I raised you well and never had cause to worry over you. Don’t allow any woman to determine your happiness. If it didn’t work out with the first that doesn’t mean it won’t work with another. You want to keep punishing yourself for nothing…free up your mind and be ready to love another worthwhile. Beside I didn’t say much about you to them… only that my second son was around. C’mon… let’s go and put on a cheerful face….

I followed her downstairs to the dining room.

I was grinning from ear to ear as my mom wanted.
I suddenly paused and looked at the older girl who also turned and was staring at me.

“You again?..
She exclaimed smiling and exposing her fine set of teeth.
She was the lady from the shop that I spilled water on.

My Mom and hers where surprised.

“Oh, you two have met before? My mom asked excitedly.

“Yes, few days ago…in a shop where I went to buy a bottle water” I replied.

I greeted her Mom and the girls before taking my seat.

Mom and her friend went on and on talking about us when we were little and other stuff that I think wasn’t necessary.

I know what my Mom was trying to do I just wish I wasn’t on the same table with them

I looked over at the girl who’s name happens to be Amanda.
Our eyes met and i curved a smile, she blushed and looked away.

I stood from the table and left my half eaten lunch because I wasn’t comfortable or hungry.
I moved to the general sitting room leaving them to continue gisting and laughing.

Amanda joined in no time. Is probably my Mom or hers that pushed her to come and sit beside me.
“Can we take a short walk, away from this elderly women’s scrutinizing eyes.

She asked and I obliged.
Immediately we were out of hearing, she slapped my hand hard.
I turned to her shocked

“Is you… you are the guy in that restaurant.

I raised an eyebrow confused.

“… you’re the ghost guy. You were ghosting for us and forming all mute. knew it. I knew that I will definitely figure out where I have met you and I finally did. Me and my friend Kachi met you on our way back to Lagos…at a filling station park where we went to eat….

She went on and on explaining, I quickly recollect.
She was the porridge yam lady while her friend is the fried rice lady.

“Oh yeah…I remember. Uhmmm… I’m sorry about that day. I wasn’t in a very good mood to converse.

She smiled and nodded.
“Wait until I tell my friend, Kachi that I met the ghost guy. She will be shocked.

We got talking a little bit more before going back to the house.
She later left with her Mom and sister but that was after we exchanged numbers.

Mom was eager to know how we connected.
I told her that we’re just friends, there’s no real connection for me. But she’s cool to be with.

After few days, I got another missed call from the same unknown number.

This was making it five times in two weeks.
Who is the Lady that kept calling without saying anything.

It makes me wonder even as I got ready to travel back.
I received chats from Amanda a day before traveling back to Abuja.
After asking how I was doing, she went ahead to inform me that she will love to see me off to the airport and also Promise to visit me in Abuja.
She ended with love emojis.

After replying her chat and dropped my phone, the unknown number called.

This time I picked the call and spoke harshly to whoever it was. There was a lot of noise in the background.

“, Stop calling this line madam or whoever you are. If you can’t speak then send a message. Stop calling my number and acting dumb. I will block you straight up if I get another…

“Is Meee….me….Please don’t block. you’re no more living in your apartment in Abuja? please I need to see you…. ” The unknown caller said quickly.

“, You who… who are you…?

I asked. She ended the call.

That voice, could it be Eziaku? No, Eziaku was married. But the voice seem similar to hers.

Wait a second, it sounds like that of Oby.
Oby wouldn’t dare call me in her entire life.

I try calling back but the line was switched off.

 

 

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WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 29
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

arriving Abuja was on a Sunday, but I was just in time to clean and tidy up the house.
Set out working cloths for the week.
My Mom called to know if I arrived safely.

“Yes Mom, I got home by 3pm.

“That’s great… thank God for journey mercies. Austin, my dearest boy, if you don’t fancy Amanda, that my friend’s daughter I have another I will like you to check out. Like two different ladies…

I shaked my head saddly, I can’t believe I still have to go through this with my mom’s again.

“No… no Mom… Please I’m serious. I don’t feel any real spark with Amanda… Like I told you back in Lagos I’m taking my mind away from women for now until I’m emotionally balanced. Dad’s right…I need time Mom. Stop worrying or trying to hook me up with ladies, I’m not ready and if I try to force it just to please you I may end up hurting the Lady. You wouldn’t want that neither do i. please, allow me to be for now Mom. I don’t want to keep going over this with you. I’m no more your teenage son… I’m grown Mom. I’m a man…let me make my own decisions and if I need you or


dad’s help I will definitely ask….
My Mom agreed to leave me alone for that period but she promise to come for me if after sometime she found out that I was still slow in making decisions.

I was very happy that I had that conversation with her and she agrees to let me be.
That was a great relief, I can finally breath from all the talk over women and marriage.

Another thing I was happy for is that Amanda sent a message that she couldn’t make it as promised.
She intended seeing me off to the airport but didn’t show up.
She told me that she had rift with her old boyfriend but he called saying he was coming around that day and will like them to work out things.
I told her to take care and also wish her the best.

I was already planning on leaving earlier to avoid her before her message came in.
I hate to be pushed over the edge, I don’t like hurting people’s feeling natural. Especially those close to me.

That is the kind of life I have lived and tired of already.
Caring about what others feel and making sure I try to handle each
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situation well without hurting anyone but at the end I’m the one that gets hurt.
Some of them don’t care about my own feeling. They sometimes hurt me beyond word.
Maybe I need to put on more tough skin and put everyone in their rightful place. Enough of all the


whole unwanted drama that keeps popping up in my life.
I resumed work the following day which was a Monday.
Angela was happy to have me back as she couldn’t hide her excitement.

I spent three weeks in Lagos and I enjoyed my journey except for Mom’s marriage talk every now and then.
My head is cleared and am in a whole new mood.

My Mom was right, acting like I was mourning was totally unnecessary. I’m done with all of that.
I did not know how I got myself into all of the mess I recently experienced two months ago with Eziaku.

That was the hight of it all, no more such emotional and physical breakdown because of a woman.

I have been dealt with because I open my heart freely to everyone.

That too is changing.
I’m embarking more on Mom’s keenly advise. To seek God more than before and focus on being me
At the right time every other thing will fall in perfect place which includes having a family of my own.
Which will be a prayer answered for my Mom and ofcourse for me too.

After two weeks in Abuja, the unknown caller started calling again.

I decided to block the number after trying to call back and no response.

I didn’t back down on my life to do list.
I created time to study and pray.

I needed God more than anything and I believe so much that he had the best interest at heart for me.

I start my day asking him to take control and I end each day with total Thanksgiving to him.

I hanged out with chuka few times and also got to meet his new born baby.
Baby number two.
I got real busy with work and focused on it.

I noticed the kind of clothes Angela wears to work, it was more like a clubbing attire not work clothes.

I called her attention to it and asked what was going on with her new line of clothing, she was just smiling sheepishly without a good answer to the real question.
I asked to readjust back to appropriate dressing to avoid seducing our clients with her looks.
She began to laugh seriously.
I made it sound funny but I never laughed so she will see that I was serious.

One Thursday I was working late as usual when she knocked and came to announce that she was leaving.
I said okay without looking up from my laptop which I was working on.

She stood for sometime, I did not really pay much attention how long she was standing in front of my office table but what I noticed is that she walked to where I was and stood.
I looked up from my laptop and looked at her.
Her shirt buttons where down, revealing alot of cleavage and even the stripers bra she was putting on.
“What’s the problem?
I asked confused on why she was standing very close to me.

“I’m about to do something, hope you won’t mind? She said moving even more closer.
I raised an eyebrow and was about to ask her what it was when she bent over and tries to kiss me.

“Hey…hey Angela. What are you trying to do…. are you sure you’re okay?
I asked as I gently pushed her away from me before standing.

“Sir, I have waited for so long hoping you will ask me out…but that’s not forth coming. I know you’re my boss but you’re also single just like me. I can’t keep quiet anymore or keep hiding my feelings. I like you a lot and is more than likeness. I can’t keep it anymore… I know this is kind of awkward because I’m a female and is mainly a man’s duty to ask a woman out but I have waited far too long…if I don’t express how I feel I may explode inside. I thought you will notice the flag i kept waving but it seems you didn’t or you did but choose to ignore. Forgive me if you feel offended with the way I come at you…I wish you will put my feelings into consideration. You probably likes me but don’t know how to go about it…I can’t hold it in anymore….

I scoffed and took several feet away from her.

“Angela, listen… you’re a very beautiful lady, Smart, intelligent and almost every man’s dream. I enjoy working with you and trust you enough to handle things in my absence for several weeks. That’s the level I rate you in my affairs and haven’t done so with anyone. One of the things about me is that I don’t mix work with pleasure and it won’t start now. But that does not make you irrelevant or your beautiful words unnoticed. Thank you for liking me but I will like our togetherness in this office to remain work relationship… please. Can you do that for me?



I said the last part smiling, she smiled back and nodded before saying.

“I can resign if that’s okay by you. If you feel we working together is hindering our togetherness then I can resign right now so that nothing will come in the way of our happiness. I can’t think of another man… all I think of is you…I don’t know how to work normal around you. I don’t know…

I gasped out

“Is okay… maybe you should start by buttoning up, readjusting your skirt and taking your mind off me entirely because Angela I won’t lie to you nothin is going to come out from the whole fantasy you created of me in your head. If you want to resign is alright, nothin will happen…I will go ahead and employ another person to replace you. Angela, there must be a man out there who will love and adore you but I’m not that man. Let’s stick to work only and God too to bring that special someone that is our soulmate on our way… alright?

She nooded again, gently turned and left the office while buttoning up.
I breathed deeply and sank hard on my office chair.

Some ladies will be wanting who doesn’t want them while the ones I want will rather choose another.
Irony of life. Very pathetic.
Angela came to apologise the following day for her words and actions yesterday.
She also thanked me for the advice and promised to stick to only work and nothin else.

Three months later I traveled to kaduna state to finalize a business deal with one Alhaji, a new recommended client who has several houses in one big estate in Abuja but was based in kaduna.

He put me in charge of his properties and entrusted some others to my care.

That was huge and a big win.

I promoted Angela, increased her pay and added more allowance.
I also employed another staffs.
At the end of five months I had three staffs which includes Angela heading the new employees.
She was doing her job more better than before and I was truly impressed for such good performance
I was able to finally change my car to something more better.

I didn’t sell my old car, having two cars in my garage is not really a bad idea.
I can drive anyone I choose or feels like.

I celebrated with my staffs on the arrival of my new ride.

I was driving back from work one night, just as I got to my gate i noticed someone was standing beside it.
This was around 9pm in the night. I noticed that it was a female.
I flashed my car light on the person, she used her hand to shed from the light.

“Who are you and what do you want?

I shouted out to her from my car, she sluggishly moved closer to where I parked.
I saw who the person was.
What in God’s name is she doing here?

She knelt down beside my car and started pleading while crying heavily.

“My father is critically ill, we try using native medicine but instead of getting better it got worst…I don’t know who to go to or where. I have been the one calling you all this while…I even traveled all the way down to plead on my knees for your forgiveness. I know we wronged you deeply and probably left a deep scar I’m begging you in the name of God that you severed to find it in your heart and Forgive us…me especially. My father is dying…he has been admitted in the hospital for the past three months and doctors are demanding for big money before they will commence the full treatment on him. They gave us just a month to look for the money or they will throw him out. My mother has high blood pressure because of too much thinking…I have gone through every means but couldn’t find a help. I can’t even graduate from school due to some financially and personal problem. Our lives are in disarray…my mother is dying due to thinking and nobody to help. Please…I don’t want to lose my both parents… please, I’m crying and begging you to save us… help my father. I’m begging you… please sir… please…

I replied back to her with a tone I wish will sound like thunder to her ear drum.
This Oby really have gut to come to my house and ask for my help.

“I don’t have any business with you, I’m not sure I even understand anything you just said. let this be the last time I will see you around my vicinity. Take this warning serious for your own good because I won’t look back in getting you arrested for trespassing. infact I’m calling the estate security right this minute…

As brought out my phone to call, her cry started going high.

“Please don’t call oo. I’m begging you… forgive me sir. my parents are going to die if nothing is done. I have not eaten and I don’t have anywhere to sleep tonight. Please allow me to come inside and sleep, first thing tomorrow I will leave. I’m so hungry… I’m going to faint soon.. my eyes is turning me, I’m really hungry… My intestines are at war inside my stomach. Please, I’m pleading for the sake of my parents Forgive me… forgive oo….

She was wailing heavily like a mourner as I called the estate security line to quickly come over and take her away.

I wined up my glasses and waited for the securities to arrive right inside my car.
I sat inside watching her perform her numerous drama.

She even rolled on the ground while crying heavily and shouting that she was hungry and also needed a place to sleep for the night.

 

Tbc

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WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 30
By AMAH’S HEART

 

 

The estate security arrived just in time and saw Oby still performing her drama.
She was crying heavily and sitting right in front of my car while demonstrating how she was going to die with her parents if I don’t help her.

I asked them to take her away and as the two security men were going towards her she rushed and hold onto my car and refused going with them.

“I’m not going anywhere with this men. You’re the only one I know and trust. Please help me… don’t do this to me because of my past wrongs. I only need to stay this night and by morning I will leave, I’m very hungry and helpless please. But if you choose not to help me then I will rather stay outside here and wait for whatever will kill me tonight. My father is critically down in the hospital and may not make it, my Mom blood pressure is on a deadly stage…if you can’t help my parents I have no reason to live anyway… because they will die without proper care. Maybe is better we all die together. if our death will make you feel you have taken a pound of your flesh from what we did to you… if


it will truly make you happy then so be it. I’m not following this men anywhere…I will rather starve and die right here in front of your gate so you will see my dead body by morning and jubilat that you have succeeded in killing both my parents and I due to your hatred and lack of forgiveness…
She continued crying seriously and refused to let any of the security touch her.
“Oby, I don’t care if your dad is dying or not and I’m obviously not moved by those tears of yours. Is this not the same tears you were seriously shedding in your house while vomiting all manners of lies against me? You and the same Dad sent tugs to beat me up of which if they have succeeded I would have either be dead or left with body injuries. you are capable of anything and I’m not moved by all this your display. You’re definitely leaving here tonight and will never step your feet to this estate again because I will make sure of that. The security will bundle you out of here either by choice or by force. for humanity sake I will ask them to find
means and give you food or whatever you care to eat before sending you off to whenever you came from in the morning.
Her cried turned into a whimper as she knelt down pleading beside my car at the driver side where I remained seated and unmoved by her actions.

I asked


the security to take her away by any means that will make her leave my vicinity.
I also instructed them to feed her if necessary and give me the bill later on.
She refused going, they said they were going to apply force so I gave them permission to use force and take her.
They should use whatever means possible and drag her out of my environment.

I also warned that I never want to see her in the estate again.
They should make sure that they mark her face and don’t allow her cross the estate gate ever again.

While I waited and watched them trying to apply force on Oby who was becoming aggressive and refused to be moved.
They had to call for the security patrol car and when it arrived they dragged her into the car and moved

I gave a sigh of relief as I drove into my gate.
It took more than two hours for all the drama with Oby to finally come to an end.
I really don’t understand the kind of guts somebody like her has.
After all this years, she finally remembered that I’m her only saviour.

Thoughts about her still hurts like yesterday, I will rather try and think of something else.

I slept late that night and did not bother waking in time as usual.

Angela called around 9am that I have a client waiting to see me in the office that morning.
I remembered that I was supposed to have a 10am appointment with somebody.
The person was an hour earlier than the agreed time.
Issue with Oby disorganized me last night and making me wake up late.

I even saw several missed calls from the security. They should handle her and stop calling me.

Last night I got into the house by almost 12am before I could refresh and sleep it was around 1:30am.
Waking early was out of the deal for me because of that.

I quickly got ready and left after asking Angela to find means and keep the client untill I arrived.
She promised to do so and send a chat that she was already entertaining him and he was obviously enjoying it all.

“That’s my girl” I muttered with a smile after reading her chat.

I got to the office past 11am and Saw that the young fine man in an English suit, speaks polish English was still waiting and was obviously taking by Angela’s style.
His was focused on the CNN news showing on the big television screen and holding a cup of coffee that Angela served him.

Angela who left her own office to sit at the reception desk pretend to be working.
She quickly stood immediately she saw me enter, collected my office bag and went into my office to drop it while
I apologized to the young man for my lateness.
Angela came out, paused and said there was something on my cheek.
I turned from the client and looked at her with a knowing look while wiping my face with a face towel.
She came very close, placed a hand on my arm as she removed a strand of my facial towel thread from my face.
I thanked her as she walked away to her office while the receptionist returned his seat.
I Saw the discomfort in the clients eyes even as he smiled.
We exchange a handshake as I led him into my office.
Angela must have her reasons for acting the way she did and I didn’t want to turn her down in front of a client.
It felt inappropriate for her to do that before a client yet I fizzled inwardly from her soft touch.
After my meeting with the client, it appears it was going to be another success but we haven’t finalized our agreement.
If after next week we come to a mutual consensus then I can undoubtedly call it another successful addition.
Mr Peter recently returned from UK and wants to acquire not only a residential building but he also wants a bigger assets in less crowded location where he will establish his company.

He will be back by next week and until then I just have to remain hopeful that it will all work out.

After he Left, I called Angela into my office and caution her.

“You don’t do that in front of a client, is not officially right and it send a wrong ideas to them. Even if you have to do that find a better means to pass the message and not the way you went about it.

She apologized as expected but I need her to understand that this was an office and certain behavior will not be overlooked.

She opened her mouth like she was going to say something and then close it.
turned and walked away.

I noticed all through that day and the following days she was all cold and tries to avoid me by all means.
She wasn’t her usual cheerful self and doesn’t look happy either.

I missed the real happy Angela and I knew something must be wrong.

Probably I was too harsh in my approach and generally the way I go about things in the office.
I need to loosen up a bit.

Angela has been a great personal assistant and I enjoy working with her.

I planned on buying her lunch or given her a small treat.
I hope she doesn’t get the wrong idea from my little act.

I met with my estate security during the weekend as they kept calling my line non-stop.
I asked them how it went with Oby.
They told me she left the following day and they also warned her never to return back to the estate.
They told me how she felt relaxed most part of the night in the security lodge where they put her.
I asked if they fed her and how much was the bill if necessary and they said they did and gave me a receipt of the bill.

I glanced at it and saw thirty five thousand naira on the first receipt and another was sixteen thousand.

I turned to the man I was speaking to with a confused face.

“Thirty five thousand naira? Seventeen thousand? How… please explain this, because I don’t understand.

I said to the security who started explaining.

“Sir she was the one that ordered for the food and it got delivered to her. We planned going to buy food for her at a restaurant close to the estate gate but after asking her what she wants she told us not to worry that her food was on the way. We didn’t understand until a dispatcher brought the package which was around seventeen thousand and she asked me to pay that after all you asked us to give her whatever she wants. We are not the one sorting the bills so we should pay. It was my colleague that paid with his card and the following morning she ordered for something else. When they brought the package again it was around thirty five thousand. I try calling you but you didn’t pick up. We wanted to inform you before paying for any other thing but after several calls and you didn’t respond we had to pay. another delivery man came with a package for her and she said is twenty nine thousand but my colleague and I on duty sent the delivery man back with his package. As she was leaving with her bags that mid day, she asked for some cash that we should add it to the bill. My colleague refused because we still haven’t informed you about the whole ordering she made. But just to make her leave I had to give her the only cash with me and that was nine thousand thousand naira. The total bill summoned up to sixty one thousand naira sir.

I scoffed as I looked from the receipt to the security man.
What where they thinking by paying for Oby’s orders when they could have send back the dispatcher rider.
What exactly did she buy aside food.



This girl really wanted to use her last opportunity to her satisfaction.

I asked the security if they have an idea of the second thing she ordered aside food.
The man said that Oby told them is some medical stuffs and drugs for her sick hypertensive Mother but one of the boxes she claims was medicine box looks like a shoe box. While the other bigger one appears like a dress box with a symbol of wears on it.

He said it could be what she said and it may not because they did not see the items inside the package.

Well, it was my fault by asking them to give her whatever she wants and she decided to use that opportunity to her favour.
I transferred money to the security guard but that was after I angrily caution them.
How could they be paying for everything Oby bought without informing me first.
Do they think I grow money on trees, they felt I was capable to handle the bills because I ones in a while tip them most weekends if I’m driving out just to encourage them for their job.

They all came to apologise. I told them if I ever see Oby in my environment I will not only get her arrested they will also be included in the arrest.
I drove off after the transfer was confirmed.

I can’t believe I just part with over a sixty thousand because of Oby.
It could have been more if they have foolishly paid the twenty nine additional bill which would have made it almost a hundred thousand.
Wow! Oby really used her last advantage well.
Which made me wonder if her parents where truly sick.
She said her mother had a high blood pressure and her father was dying in the hospital.
How true is even all this story. If she can without conscience order for over sixty thousand naira worth of items within few hours then her story needs to be investigated.
I have better things on my list I needed to focus on.
Is better I leave Oby with her trouble.

Mr Peter came as agreed but we still didn’t finalize and had to set up for another meeting whenever he comes back from his travel.
I noticed the way he looks at Angela and Angela in turn react cheerfully around him.
It makes me wonder yet I choose to ignore and just watch.
I treated Angela to some treats just like i wanted to do.
She was thrown beyond excitement and freely hugged me.
I’m glad she was back to her usual self but it seems I’m going to keep a closer look on her and Mr Peter.

I still wonder why I was bothered with whoever she chose to fleet with.
Maybe.
just maybe my concern was because the young Mr Peter, good looking with fine polished English was a prospective client.

After weeks passed, I have managed to put Oby’s drama behind me when my phone started ringing that Sunday evening.
I checked the caller and was stunned at first.
Is probably a mistaken call because this person can’t possibly be calling me.
After three missed calls, she didn’t call again until after two hours later.
She started calling again.
I decided to pick up.

“Hello… good evening sir. Longest time… how have you been and how is work?

“, Very well… and you?
I managed to ask

“I’m fine o. I just wanted to check up on you sir. I was afraid you won’t ever pick my call… thanks for finally answering the call.

“No problem Ezi. How’s married life like… and how’s your husband?

“I’m not married sir.

She replied back and I can sense sadness in her voice. I was quiet surprised but I try not to show it or ask her what happened.

“Oh really. Okay… thanks for checking up Ezi. Nice hearing from you again…

She replied back before ending the call.
I guess she was waiting for me to ask what happened but I disappointed her on that.

As a matter of fact I moved on with life and put everything about Ezi behind me.

As much as I want to know why she wasn’t married after pushing me away and saying her Uche was a better man than I will ever be and she will rather be with him than me. I really do not care about what happened.
Everybody should just stay in their lane and live as they please.

I thought of Oby, maybe Eziaku could help me check if truly Oby’s parents were critically ill and about to die.
Not for anything just to confirm my curiosity about Oby.

I began to doubt her after what she recently did again.
I called Eziaku back and she quickly answer and responded like somebody expecting something from me.

“Hello Ezi, can you do something for me since you’re in the village…

“I’m not in the village sir” she quickly interrupted and continued.

“…but tell me what you want me to do I have people that I can call in the village that will help me out.

I told her what I wanted to investigate and she promised to get back to me.

After the call, I moved on with my usual activities.
Wether Oby’s story is true or not it absolutely changes nothing.

And If is a lie, it only confirms who she has always been from onset.

I silently wondered why Eziaku wasn’t married and where exactly she was since she wasn’t in the village like I thought.

But I’m not asking her to avoid getting into another emotional mess.
Let me wait for her feedback concerning Oby.

 

 

Tbc

Awwwnn... I really liked him and Ezi together o. Chai...

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WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 31
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

My mind was finally made up after three weeks of indecisiveness.
I asked her to wait after work that I will like to see her whenever she was free.

She agreed, I waited through out that afternoon but no news from her.
She only came to inform me that she will like to leave early due to some emergency.
It was on a Friday, which means all through the weekend I won’t get an answer from her until Monday again.
I said okay and she left.

I was still trying to exercise patient until Monday but at the same time I kept wondering to myself if what I planned to do was right.
I trust her and feel very comfortable around her so that’s a go ahead key for me.

During that weekend Eziaku called to inform me about the task I asked her to help me sort.

“The person I sent has gotten back to me. Sir, Would you like me to come over to your place or I should just say it over the phone…”

I wonder what is up with her adding sir to every sentence even after I asked her not to but rather see me as a friend.
On the other hand is cool.
We’re just on a


casual mood, nothing serious attached.
“Over the phone will be fine Ezi. Kindly tell me what you were able to dig up…”
I replied calmly.
wanting to come over to my place shows that Eziaku had been in Abuja all this while.
She can be so unpredictable.
I don’t want such closeness again.
I regretted the first one and wouldn’t want another love triangle with her.

“I thought as much that you may not want to see me but I’m coming over by next week Saturday. I have three nice customers that I need to attend to this weekend if not I would have rushed down today. What I discovered is not something we can talk over the phone. It will also be an opportunity to see you again…”

“My woman is around Ezi and I’m not in for any drama after the last one that we both experienced…

I said trying to discourage her because I really don’t want any closeness with her again.
I don’t care how she feels or takes the news, I want everything with Eziaku to be normal, no emotions attached.
I was still trying to say something when she interrupted.

“I know that may be the reason for you
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not wanting me to come over or in general you just kind of hate me after what happened in the past but me I don’t care. I’m not coming to fight or take you from your woman. Tell her I used to work for you as a cleaner and wants


to come and say hello. Also tell her that I can make different international and local hairstyle incase she wants a stylist or she knows people that might be interested. I can cook, wash and clean, not for free but my charges are fair. Tell her anything that won’t put negative thoughts in her head. I don’t even fall into you people’s class or league so nobody will see me as a threat. I’m coming o. Tell your girlfriend or wife that one of your house help wants to come and clean up the house…
I kept quiet as I marvel at this girl’s boldness.
She will speak her mind without fear whenever she feels like and does not care what anyone thinks.
That is one of the fun fact about her and a rare quality I admire in women. Not the ones that will blab on and on without making proper sense.
Anyway, she won. She sounds unstoppable and another deep part of me wants to see her

“…. hello sir. Hope you’re hearing me? I would have love to buy something and come but you may end up throwing it into the dustbin and wasting my money. If you still want something, tell me so that I can buy it for you and I can also buy for your woman or wife. You will see me next weekend…

I asked her not to buy anything and she agreed.
Since her coming is next weekend, I will have enough time to think her coming over properly.
If I change my mind and don’t want her around I will tell her straight up or inform her that I won’t be around through out the weekend and I’m busy during the week days.
She can even choose to keep whatever she finds out about Oby to herself.
I’m not too eager to know and i don’t need it for anything except to clear my doubts.
Let her not feel like the news is too important for me because is not.

On Monday, Angela appeared lively and happy. I caught her smiling to herself, I wonder what was new on her list and while she seems so happy.
She had a new hairdo, a new wristwatch, a different nail polish.

I’m begining to notice alot of things about her lately. Things I don’t even take knowledge of before.

The treat I gave her sometime back that she was over excited was a gift bag that contained a dinner dress and a mini box of jewelry, a dot diamond ear ring and neck chain.
It was quiet expensive but Angela deserves it. She put so much efforts to her job and make sure we don’t loose clients. She tries to be on top of her performance and does not do eye service as some staff will do.
Angela was real and hard-working. I increased her pay few months ago after traveling to kaduna and signing the big deal with Alhaji.
After noticing that she was sad at some point, it made me decide to give her a treat and I couldn’t think of anything except to buy a fine dinner dress and top it with the jewelries.
I can’t remember when last I went shopping for a woman.
That was during the time of Eziaku. I also used to do that for Oby before things took another turn.



I enjoys buying things for any woman I love, like or admire.
Angela case was different, I know I was beginning to find myself thinking about her ones in a while but I only gave her those things to encourage her for several jobs well done.
If anything ever happens between us which is very possible due to the way she keeps coming into my thoughts. I will love to see her in that dinner dress.
Is a lovely gown and she also confirmed it.
If I ever planned on having anything with her, I will ask her to wear that dinner gown for our first outing.
I know she will really look beautiful in it.

Mr Peter have finally concluded and we both sealed the deal.
He even wanted a virgin plots of land for a big project he planned to build on.

After the conclusion, he paid up twice without further delay.
I was happy as usual for a huge sell as I transferred the main money to the former assets owners and keep my interest just as agreed.

It was after then I made up my mind to talk to Angela which took me sometime in concluding if I truly want to do that.

When I finally asked to see her was on Friday and it was the same day she left early due to some emergency.

Resuming this Monday, I was wondering if she still remember me asking to see her for personal reasons not official.
That was the same time she knocked and entered my office.
I asked her to sit down and she did.

“Sir, I’m sorry that I couldn’t wait up on Friday. I seriously needed to rush to somewhere. And since you said anytime I’m free and it wasn’t about work and nothin so serious I was relaxed a little… now I’m here, hope is not too late?

I smiled and try not to show how uneasy what I’m about to ask her may seem.

“The emergency you rushed out to attend to hope is not very serious…

I asked while trying to get my mind ready for the question.
She replied that it wasn’t really serious. Is something she handled perfectly.
I breathed deeply and looked up at her fully

“Okay, I have something I want to ask and I really do want you to feel free with me and answer. I’m good with any reply you give but be sincere with it… alright?
She nodded with a straight face.

“,…What I’m about to ask you is… what do you think of…

I paused and breathed before trying to continue.
But as I try to continue she began to speak. Mistaken the whole thing I wanted to say.

“, Well sir, I knew you might be suspecting but yes…is true. I guess he spoke to you about me… Mr Peter is a nice man aside the fact that he’s very cute. We connected so well from the first day he came and we have been talking and chatting over the phone. You want to know what I think about him, I like him alot too. We went on our second date this Saturday. I’m sorry but my running off on Friday is to go mini shopping for the lunch date and it was awesome. I couldn’t think of what to wear and there was no time to make my hair, do manicure and pedicure and also get my dress with shoe ready. I end up wearing the beautiful dress you got for me with it’s chain…he loves it and wouldn’t stop flattering me…

She blushed and continued

“…I know I shouldn’t be saying so much but is worth sharing. Is been a very long time I went on an actual date with a caring man like Peter and this one was really good, we had a great time. He ones said he will speak to you about me but I asked him not to. Because I really don’t know how you will feel about me and a client having a thing. I don’t know that he finally did…

Words dry off from my mouth as i listened to her.
I can’t believe I was about to ask her what she thinks of going on a date with me. Which I know she will say yes since she had always shown interest in me.
My next would have been asking her to wear the dinner dress I got for her.

I was late to the show because she did is not only dating one of our young fine clients, she also wore the dress I bought for her on a lunch date with him.

I felt somehow jealous as she talks about the guy but she seems happy and that is something I shouldn’t overlook because of my selfishness.

I was beginning to like and admire her recently and since is been a while I had anything with a woman, trying another relationship with her won’t be a bad idea.

She will only needs to stop working with me in order to keep the flame of passion burning and not mix work with pleasure.

Angela would have been a good start, I have worked with her for about two years now and she is a happy soul and lovely lady in every aspect.
She was bold enough to come to make her feelings known to me when i had no interest in her at all.
And when I finally did, she was already taken.

I can only wish her well and kick my feelings for her into the trashcan.

She was only my worker not a maid. She should go live her best life with whoever she likes and who will also reciprocate the same feeling she has.
I never had any conversation with Peter concerning her but somethings are better left unsaid

“Is alright Angela. I’m not a bit offended… I’m happy for you. Just be careful out there and don’t allow anyone to toil with your heart and emotions…

“Thank you so much sir. God bless you for everything…

She showered me with lots of praises before finally leaving my office to hers.

I gasped out while staring at nothing.
This was another kick on the butt. A good thing that I haven’t concluded with what I was saying before she started spilling her weekend getaway with her Mr Right.

Work continued until weekend came.
Eziaku called to remind me that she was coming that Saturday.
I did not have much to say, I only replied with “alright”
I had no serious plan that Saturday except to relax at home and watch soccer game show just like most Saturdays.



She finally came, I went to the door and opened for her.
She looks a little different on a fine Ankara made gown with a beautiful hairdo.
“Hey Ezi.. how’re you doing?
I managed to say as she walked in.



“Good morning Sir, I’m fine…is nice seeing you again.

I curved a smile as I ushered her into the sitting room.

“… you added a little weight from the last time I saw you. Eating well and living a healthy life must have gotten you like this. You also changed the sitting room setting and chairs too… God has been good to you in the aspect of business… the evidence is written everywhere around you…”

I was grinning as she went on and on talking after sitting down.

“…is your woman around, let me greet her first before anything!

“No, I’m home alone Ezi…

She sat properly and dropped her mini handbag on the arm of the chair and a yellow colorful bag that looks like it has a plate inside beside her leg.

I was happy seeing her but I refused to show it fully. Watching her get comfortable was satisfying.

“What can I offer you Ezi…?

I stood up and began moving towards the refrigerator.
“Anything but to be sincere I want to eat, can I… am I allowed, is okay by you…

I turned to her and said.
“Uhmmm, I will have to heat up the food in the microwave. I only took a simple breakfast. But I have food stored in the fridge. You will have to give me some minutes…”

She quickly interrupted while lifting the yellow bag up.
“No sir…I have my food here. I brought my own food, I was only asking if is okay for me to eat it. I didn’t cook at home, planned goin to the market whenever I leave here. I bought this food from a special African kitchen around my side. Should I go ahead and start eating…

I was stunned at first by Eziaku bringing her own food.
Why will she do that?

“You don’t trust me enough to give you the least thing as food.. that’s why you brought your food along?
I said, a little bit crossed with her.

” No…ah ah, why will you think like that.. I used to eat here before. I even enjoy your cooking so much and also love watching you cook too. I only decided to buy my food because I don’t know if you have any cooked food available and also if your woman is around I will not want to start demanding for food… I really didn’t want to bother you by asking you to give me food but the main reason for bringing this food is because is being a while I have been wanting to buy that woman’s roasted plantain and fish. I was the first set of people to buy it this morning and if I don’t I may not be able again this weekend until next one. Hope you understand now…

I waved all her explanation off.

“Whatever! go to the dining and eat your food please.

She stood, thanked me and carried the food to the dining.

“… will you also like some juice or water or did you bring your own drinks.

She began to laugh, I smiled back as I brought a pack of juice and a bottle water from the fridge to her.
As I was about to turn she opened the plate of rosted plantain and grilled fish.
The aroma and the whole food package was mouth watering.
They added some sliced green leaf on top like vegetable.



She turned to look at me, I quickly looked away but my curiosity was on a high level.

“Where did you say you bought this… and for how much?

She took the first plantain with her disposable fork and looked up at me.
“You mean this food, is around that bustop close to where I live. A plate like this is six hundred naira. But if you go with a your own plate then is five hundred. I eat it like three times last month, is very good… you need to try it. Please come and join me so you will understand what I’m saying… or let me take out some into a different plate for you just for tasting…

I asked her not to, I will look for the place whenever I’m ready and buy mine.

I left her to eat while I returned to the sitting room.

I went on watching my soccer game untill she was done and came to sit in the sitting room.

“I really enjoyed that food…is good to eat a different thing ones in a while. If you have joined me it wouldn’t have been enough for me but I wouldn’t mind.

I smiled and said
“Let’s get to the main business of the day… what did you find.

“Nothin serious, Oby’s father was ill after falling from a coconut tree. The local massager helped to straighten his kneecap that was affected but after then he uses a walking stick for support as he goes around his daily business. Oby’s mother now frys and sell garri in ekwu market to support the family. The second daughter got pregnant for one man and had to move in with him but she opened a restaurant in front of her husband house after giving birth to her baby. I don’t really know much about Oby only that no one is sure if she is still in school or not because over a year now she has not come home to see her parents. Even as some of her mates went for Nysc after graduation she wasn’t among and we don’t know where exactly she is or which man she moved in with…

She suddenly stood and stand attention like an officer with a saluting posture.

“… reporting from Eziaku of the most high, this was the information I was able to gather sir. Hope our work is done or should we proceed to another location in search of Oby?

I began to laugh at her acting.
“No, thanks for the report. that will be all for now officer Eziaku of the most high”.

She saluted me while battling with laughter.
She took her sit and went on laughing.

“Thanks for the information Ezi. I appreciate…

She nodded while grinning seriously.
I was already enjoying her presence and wish she can stay longer.
But she said she was going to the market.
She asked if I’m still interested in the plantain and fish. I nooded quietly and told her I will look for the place and get it.

Eziaku stopped at the door, looked up at me and said.

“I will buy and bring it for you next weekend…if you don’t mind.

I told that it was fine and asked if I should give her money or not.

She didn’t answer the last part as she smiled and left.

I was already counting days to weekend where I will get to see her again.
I didn’t ask about her supposed husband to be, Uche or what exactly happened.

She will talk when she is ready. Let me wait until weekend again before seeing her.
As for the information on Oby, I have already disposed it.
She finally confirmed my doubts.

 

Tbc

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 31
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

My mind was finally made up after three weeks of indecisiveness.
I asked her to wait after work that I will like to see her whenever she was free.

She agreed, I waited through out that afternoon but no news from her.
She only came to inform me that she will like to leave early due to some emergency.
It was on a Friday, which means all through the weekend I won’t get an answer from her until Monday again.
I said okay and she left.

I was still trying to exercise patient until Monday but at the same time I kept wondering to myself if what I planned to do was right.
I trust her and feel very comfortable around her so that’s a go ahead key for me.

During that weekend Eziaku called to inform me about the task I asked her to help me sort.

“The person I sent has gotten back to me. Sir, Would you like me to come over to your place or I should just say it over the phone…”

I wonder what is up with her adding sir to every sentence even after I asked her not to but rather see me as a friend.
On the other hand is cool.
We’re just on a


casual mood, nothing serious attached.
“Over the phone will be fine Ezi. Kindly tell me what you were able to dig up…”
I replied calmly.
wanting to come over to my place shows that Eziaku had been in Abuja all this while.
She can be so unpredictable.
I don’t want such closeness again.
I regretted the first one and wouldn’t want another love triangle with her.

“I thought as much that you may not want to see me but I’m coming over by next week Saturday. I have three nice customers that I need to attend to this weekend if not I would have rushed down today. What I discovered is not something we can talk over the phone. It will also be an opportunity to see you again…”

“My woman is around Ezi and I’m not in for any drama after the last one that we both experienced…

I said trying to discourage her because I really don’t want any closeness with her again.
I don’t care how she feels or takes the news, I want everything with Eziaku to be normal, no emotions attached.
I was still trying to say something when she interrupted.

“I know that may be the reason for you
not wanting me to come over or in general you just kind of hate me after what happened in the past but me I don’t care. I’m not coming to fight or take you from your woman. Tell her I used to work for you as a cleaner and wants


to come and say hello. Also tell her that I can make different international and local hairstyle incase she wants a stylist or she knows people that might be interested. I can cook, wash and clean, not for free but my charges are fair. Tell her anything that won’t put negative thoughts in her head. I don’t even fall into you people’s class or league so nobody will see me as a threat. I’m coming o. Tell your girlfriend or wife that one of your house help wants to come and clean up the house…
I kept quiet as I marvel at this girl’s boldness.
She will speak her mind without fear whenever she feels like and does not care what anyone thinks.
That is one of the fun fact about her and a rare quality I admire in women. Not the ones that will blab on and on without making proper sense.
Anyway, she won. She sounds unstoppable and another deep part of me wants to see her

“…. hello sir. Hope you’re hearing me? I would have love to buy something and come but you may end up throwing it into the dustbin and wasting my money. If you still want something, tell me so that I can buy it for you and I can also buy for your woman or wife. You will see me next weekend…

I asked her not to buy anything and she agreed.
Since her coming is next weekend, I will have enough time to think her coming over properly.
If I change my mind and don’t want her around I will tell her straight up or inform her that I won’t be around through out the weekend and I’m busy during the week days.
She can even choose to keep whatever she finds out about Oby to herself.
I’m not too eager to know and i don’t need it for anything except to clear my doubts.
Let her not feel like the news is too important for me because is not.

On Monday, Angela appeared lively and happy. I caught her smiling to herself, I wonder what was new on her list and while she seems so happy.
She had a new hairdo, a new wristwatch, a different nail polish.

I’m begining to notice alot of things about her lately. Things I don’t even take knowledge of before.

The treat I gave her sometime back that she was over excited was a gift bag that contained a dinner dress and a mini box of jewelry, a dot diamond ear ring and neck chain.
It was quiet expensive but Angela deserves it. She put so much efforts to her job and make sure we don’t loose clients. She tries to be on top of her performance and does not do eye service as some staff will do.
Angela was real and hard-working. I increased her pay few months ago after traveling to kaduna and signing the big deal with Alhaji.
After noticing that she was sad at some point, it made me decide to give her a treat and I couldn’t think of anything except to buy a fine dinner dress and top it with the jewelries.
I can’t remember when last I went shopping for a woman.
That was during the time of Eziaku. I also used to do that for Oby before things took another turn.



I enjoys buying things for any woman I love, like or admire.
Angela case was different, I know I was beginning to find myself thinking about her ones in a while but I only gave her those things to encourage her for several jobs well done.
If anything ever happens between us which is very possible due to the way she keeps coming into my thoughts. I will love to see her in that dinner dress.
Is a lovely gown and she also confirmed it.
If I ever planned on having anything with her, I will ask her to wear that dinner gown for our first outing.
I know she will really look beautiful in it.

Mr Peter have finally concluded and we both sealed the deal.
He even wanted a virgin plots of land for a big project he planned to build on.

After the conclusion, he paid up twice without further delay.
I was happy as usual for a huge sell as I transferred the main money to the former assets owners and keep my interest just as agreed.

It was after then I made up my mind to talk to Angela which took me sometime in concluding if I truly want to do that.

When I finally asked to see her was on Friday and it was the same day she left early due to some emergency.

Resuming this Monday, I was wondering if she still remember me asking to see her for personal reasons not official.
That was the same time she knocked and entered my office.
I asked her to sit down and she did.

“Sir, I’m sorry that I couldn’t wait up on Friday. I seriously needed to rush to somewhere. And since you said anytime I’m free and it wasn’t about work and nothin so serious I was relaxed a little… now I’m here, hope is not too late?

I smiled and try not to show how uneasy what I’m about to ask her may seem.

“The emergency you rushed out to attend to hope is not very serious…

I asked while trying to get my mind ready for the question.
She replied that it wasn’t really serious. Is something she handled perfectly.
I breathed deeply and looked up at her fully

“Okay, I have something I want to ask and I really do want you to feel free with me and answer. I’m good with any reply you give but be sincere with it… alright?
She nodded with a straight face.

“,…What I’m about to ask you is… what do you think of…

I paused and breathed before trying to continue.
But as I try to continue she began to speak. Mistaken the whole thing I wanted to say.

“, Well sir, I knew you might be suspecting but yes…is true. I guess he spoke to you about me… Mr Peter is a nice man aside the fact that he’s very cute. We connected so well from the first day he came and we have been talking and chatting over the phone. You want to know what I think about him, I like him alot too. We went on our second date this Saturday. I’m sorry but my running off on Friday is to go mini shopping for the lunch date and it was awesome. I couldn’t think of what to wear and there was no time to make my hair, do manicure and pedicure and also get my dress with shoe ready. I end up wearing the beautiful dress you got for me with it’s chain…he loves it and wouldn’t stop flattering me…

She blushed and continued

“…I know I shouldn’t be saying so much but is worth sharing. Is been a very long time I went on an actual date with a caring man like Peter and this one was really good, we had a great time. He ones said he will speak to you about me but I asked him not to. Because I really don’t know how you will feel about me and a client having a thing. I don’t know that he finally did…

Words dry off from my mouth as i listened to her.
I can’t believe I was about to ask her what she thinks of going on a date with me. Which I know she will say yes since she had always shown interest in me.
My next would have been asking her to wear the dinner dress I got for her.

I was late to the show because she did is not only dating one of our young fine clients, she also wore the dress I bought for her on a lunch date with him.

I felt somehow jealous as she talks about the guy but she seems happy and that is something I shouldn’t overlook because of my selfishness.

I was beginning to like and admire her recently and since is been a while I had anything with a woman, trying another relationship with her won’t be a bad idea.

She will only needs to stop working with me in order to keep the flame of passion burning and not mix work with pleasure.

Angela would have been a good start, I have worked with her for about two years now and she is a happy soul and lovely lady in every aspect.
She was bold enough to come to make her feelings known to me when i had no interest in her at all.
And when I finally did, she was already taken.

I can only wish her well and kick my feelings for her into the trashcan.

She was only my worker not a maid. She should go live her best life with whoever she likes and who will also reciprocate the same feeling she has.
I never had any conversation with Peter concerning her but somethings are better left unsaid

“Is alright Angela. I’m not a bit offended… I’m happy for you. Just be careful out there and don’t allow anyone to toil with your heart and emotions…

“Thank you so much sir. God bless you for everything…

She showered me with lots of praises before finally leaving my office to hers.

I gasped out while staring at nothing.
This was another kick on the butt. A good thing that I haven’t concluded with what I was saying before she started spilling her weekend getaway with her Mr Right.

Work continued until weekend came.
Eziaku called to remind me that she was coming that Saturday.
I did not have much to say, I only replied with “alright”
I had no serious plan that Saturday except to relax at home and watch soccer game show just like most Saturdays.



She finally came, I went to the door and opened for her.
She looks a little different on a fine Ankara made gown with a beautiful hairdo.
“Hey Ezi.. how’re you doing?
I managed to say as she walked in.



“Good morning Sir, I’m fine…is nice seeing you again.

I curved a smile as I ushered her into the sitting room.

“… you added a little weight from the last time I saw you. Eating well and living a healthy life must have gotten you like this. You also changed the sitting room setting and chairs too… God has been good to you in the aspect of business… the evidence is written everywhere around you…”

I was grinning as she went on and on talking after sitting down.

“…is your woman around, let me greet her first before anything!

“No, I’m home alone Ezi…

She sat properly and dropped her mini handbag on the arm of the chair and a yellow colorful bag that looks like it has a plate inside beside her leg.

I was happy seeing her but I refused to show it fully. Watching her get comfortable was satisfying.

“What can I offer you Ezi…?

I stood up and began moving towards the refrigerator.
“Anything but to be sincere I want to eat, can I… am I allowed, is okay by you…

I turned to her and said.
“Uhmmm, I will have to heat up the food in the microwave. I only took a simple breakfast. But I have food stored in the fridge. You will have to give me some minutes…”

She quickly interrupted while lifting the yellow bag up.
“No sir…I have my food here. I brought my own food, I was only asking if is okay for me to eat it. I didn’t cook at home, planned goin to the market whenever I leave here. I bought this food from a special African kitchen around my side. Should I go ahead and start eating…

I was stunned at first by Eziaku bringing her own food.
Why will she do that?

“You don’t trust me enough to give you the least thing as food.. that’s why you brought your food along?
I said, a little bit crossed with her.

” No…ah ah, why will you think like that.. I used to eat here before. I even enjoy your cooking so much and also love watching you cook too. I only decided to buy my food because I don’t know if you have any cooked food available and also if your woman is around I will not want to start demanding for food… I really didn’t want to bother you by asking you to give me food but the main reason for bringing this food is because is being a while I have been wanting to buy that woman’s roasted plantain and fish. I was the first set of people to buy it this morning and if I don’t I may not be able again this weekend until next one. Hope you understand now…

I waved all her explanation off.

“Whatever! go to the dining and eat your food please.

She stood, thanked me and carried the food to the dining.

“… will you also like some juice or water or did you bring your own drinks.

She began to laugh, I smiled back as I brought a pack of juice and a bottle water from the fridge to her.
As I was about to turn she opened the plate of rosted plantain and grilled fish.
The aroma and the whole food package was mouth watering.
They added some sliced green leaf on top like vegetable.



She turned to look at me, I quickly looked away but my curiosity was on a high level.

“Where did you say you bought this… and for how much?

She took the first plantain with her disposable fork and looked up at me.
“You mean this food, is around that bustop close to where I live. A plate like this is six hundred naira. But if you go with a your own plate then is five hundred. I eat it like three times last month, is very good… you need to try it. Please come and join me so you will understand what I’m saying… or let me take out some into a different plate for you just for tasting…

I asked her not to, I will look for the place whenever I’m ready and buy mine.

I left her to eat while I returned to the sitting room.

I went on watching my soccer game untill she was done and came to sit in the sitting room.

“I really enjoyed that food…is good to eat a different thing ones in a while. If you have joined me it wouldn’t have been enough for me but I wouldn’t mind.

I smiled and said
“Let’s get to the main business of the day… what did you find.

“Nothin serious, Oby’s father was ill after falling from a coconut tree. The local massager helped to straighten his kneecap that was affected but after then he uses a walking stick for support as he goes around his daily business. Oby’s mother now frys and sell garri in ekwu market to support the family. The second daughter got pregnant for one man and had to move in with him but she opened a restaurant in front of her husband house after giving birth to her baby. I don’t really know much about Oby only that no one is sure if she is still in school or not because over a year now she has not come home to see her parents. Even as some of her mates went for Nysc after graduation she wasn’t among and we don’t know where exactly she is or which man she moved in with…

She suddenly stood and stand attention like an officer with a saluting posture.

“… reporting from Eziaku of the most high, this was the information I was able to gather sir. Hope our work is done or should we proceed to another location in search of Oby?

I began to laugh at her acting.
“No, thanks for the report. that will be all for now officer Eziaku of the most high”.

She saluted me while battling with laughter.
She took her sit and went on laughing.

“Thanks for the information Ezi. I appreciate…

She nodded while grinning seriously.
I was already enjoying her presence and wish she can stay longer.
But she said she was going to the market.
She asked if I’m still interested in the plantain and fish. I nooded quietly and told her I will look for the place and get it.

Eziaku stopped at the door, looked up at me and said.

“I will buy and bring it for you next weekend…if you don’t mind.

I told that it was fine and asked if I should give her money or not.

She didn’t answer the last part as she smiled and left.

I was already counting days to weekend where I will get to see her again.
I didn’t ask about her supposed husband to be, Uche or what exactly happened.

She will talk when she is ready. Let me wait until weekend again before seeing her.
As for the information on Oby, I have already disposed it.
She finally confirmed my doubts.

 

Tbc

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 32
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

We talked about several things but she still did not mention anything about her relationship which was the big question on my mind.

Since she did not want to talk about the main thing neither am I going to ask.
And if I will ever ask is definitely not now.



I listened with a smile as she continued speaking freely



“… this is my third time here and I haven’t still met your woman… she must be very scarce and does not come around often…

“Yeah..”

That’s the only answer I could give her.

“You don’t look so lively today… hope there’s no problem? Last week plate of plantain and fish you liked it right?…I brought another one for you is on the dining table…

“Thanks Ezi..but you could have asked me first before buying it.

“I know, sorry sir but if you’re not interested I will take it home and eat. Nothin to waste.

I looked at her and she started grinning.
I wonder what was funny

“I will have to suspend what I planned to eat today and have the plantain later. But if you desperately want it then you can go ahead and have it. No hard feeling…is fine.

“No sir… is yours. I was only pulling your legs.

I nodded quietly and return my look to the television.

I noticed she was looking at me and when I turned to check she looked away.



“Maybe I should be on my way now…”
She said but she was not making any attempt to grab her handbag or get up from where she sat.

“Eehmm… okay…”

I replied back and watched her as she slowly took her bag.
As she was about to stand I said.

“…or do you mind we…w…

I paused to watch her reaction.
She was too eager to hear the rest of the things I was about to say.
“We do what…?
She said as she couldn’t wait for me to complete the sentence.

“We eat the plantain you bought together…I may not be able to enjoy it like the last time but if we eat together it will be more fun…

“If that’s ok with you then am in sir.

I gasped out then smile as I started moving towards the dining, she followed.

I set up the table and she waited until I was done.
We sat beside each other as I opened the food, said short prayer and began to eat.
She didn’t join me.



“What’s wrong… you are not eating.
I asked and she moved uneasy in her sit.

“Sir,Do you mean we should eat together right from the same plate? Hope you won’t feel disrespected…I mean, you can dish out mine in a different plate. It looks somehow eating with you sir…

I straightened from the plate and looked at her.

“, What’s wrong with us eating together, we have done it in the past. Like the days we ate suya and barbecue together…do you remember?

“, yes sir, that one was suya. This is food and…

I quickly interrupted.
“You know what Ezi, if you’re not comfortable then is fine. Take out a disposable plate over there and dish out for yourself. Do whatever you want… alright. Is okay by me…

She remained seated, after sometime she picked up a fork and glare at me.

“Hope you don’t mind sir… I may also end up eating more than you. Ones you notice that I’m rushing the food please tap me because I may get carried away with this plantain…

I nodded jokingly.
She began to eat and she didn’t say anything again neither did I.

Alot must be going through her mind.

She took out pieces of the grilled fish and stare at it as if she was checking for bone.

Then point it towards me. I raised an eyebrow with a question of “what is it?
Hope she was not trying to feed me. No, Ezi wouldn’t do that.

“I wanted to eat the fish, I noticed you haven’t eaten fish yet, you have been eating plantain only and you should be the first tasting the fish because is your food. So you deserve the first bite… please take it. Or you can take yours while I wait for you before going ahead to eat it…

She wanted me to eat the one in her fork, or take the first bite before she it.
Eziaku literally wanted to feed me, that is funny yet serious.

I took a cup of water, drank then set it down. I stare at her while she stare back for sometime before looking away.



“You can have yours, I will take the fish whenever I feel like. I’m more interested in the plantain…



She nodded silently and withdraw back her fork straight into her mouth.
She took two more spoon before dropping it.
Drank a glass of juice and stood up.

“You haven’t really eaten much Ezi…

I said reminding her that there were still alot of food left in the plate.

“I’m not comfortable sir, that’s the truth. I’m not satisfied…I still want to eat more but I will rather not. You’re making me uncomfortable with your closeness and even to chew feels somehow for me. I don’t want to chew loudly because you dislike it and I can’t chew too quietly because that will be unlike me. I will eat when I get home where i can be myself and eat any quantity I pleases…

I scoffed loudly as I went back eating. I was beginning to enjoy the whole meal.

“When does my closeness becomes an issue? I mean when do sitting next to you starts bothering you so much? It never bothers you before so why now… what is going on with you… because I don’t have issue with you..

I took a serviette and wipe my oily mouth before I continued with the food.

“Well, it does not bother me it only put thoughts in my head. Please do not ask me what thought… I will sit in the parlour and wait for you to finish.

She moved to the sitting room and sat down.
I couldn’t finish the food at ones, I put back the remaining in the fridge for later.

I finished one small bottle water before going to Join her.

I walked to the room, took my wallet, counted money and brought to her but she refused to collect

“What for? What’s the money meant for?
She said without collecting it.

“For the food, you bought a plate last week without collecting money and today again. You can’t be spending the little you have for me when i can aswell pay for the food.

She stood and stare at me with a funny look

“I will be rich someday too… you know. You freely buy things for others but when they try to reciprocate the same kindness you want to show off that you are capable of affording anything you want. If I wanted money, trust me I will ask you to pay me for the food. Even in my little I feel like a big woman… don’t belittle me please because yours is in millions and mine is in thousands…

I looked around to be sure she was actually talking to me

“Wait a second…all this long talk for me because I offered you money which you could have simply said no to and I will return the money back with a thank you smile…

She picked up her bag from the chair and said.
“I’m sorry for my use of words Sir. I didn’t mean it to sound like an insult and wasn’t expecting you to pay me for buying something this little for you. You took me in, accommodated me for a long period, feed and even cloth me. You never asked for any payback, the food is nothing Sir compared to many of your uncountable kindness.

She paused, bent her head and continued.
“…. I pray to be very good at what I do and make big living out of it. Meet a good man, get married and have a family someday…but until then, I will continue chasing the stars for brighter tomorrow…



She sat back, looked at me and try to smile but I can see her struggle.
I was pushed to ask her



“What happened to the man you wanted to marry. Your Uche…I can still remember his name. The man who will make a better husband and father to your kids than I will ever be…”

I paused and sat on the arm of a chair while glaring at her.
She started grinning and I kept wondering what exactly was making her laugh at this point

“I thought you will never ask. I have been waiting patiently for you to ask me since. I said I wasn’t going to tell you until you ask and you finally did. Well, I was going to say it someday anyway but I was wishing that you will care to know and I’m happy you finally did… but I never said Uche was better than you, I said things out of anger doesn’t mean I meant them all.

I nodded with a twist in my mouth.
I wish I never asked and wait until she is ready to spill.

“Okay… I finally asked as you wished. Tell me what happened. I care to know…

She breathed uneasy and began to speak.

” Well… nothing serious happened. I did not travel for my introduction as I told you or my colleagues. I only traveled home to see Uche. Maybe seeing him will rekindle our love for each other which seems cold as of then. Maybe we could even take our relationship to another level…all this was my thought.
I traveled and nothin really changed. I couldn’t still love him like i used to seriously do, him on the other side had one or two issue bothering him. He was not also concentrating in the relationship. His uncle was about to sell his late father’s land and Uche was fighting all he can to stop the man. The case was at the village head court which they go almost everyday to settle their land dispute issues. I know I can’t keep forcing myself to remain in the relationship and he had no time for me really. I even had there was a girl from another village he was secretly seeing while I was away. I met the girl ones and he introduced her as just a friend. I spent a week trying to work out things but my mind was not with him anymore. I was the first to approach him and told him that I can’t continue with the whole thing. He felt relieved from his appearance. I guess he has been finding means to say the same thing too. He nodded and began to confess about this other girl and why how the lady has been there for him physically, emotionally and when he desperately needed warmth and a somebody to share things with. I told him I totally understand. I was able to even give him 10k as support to make sure he win his uncle and collect his father’s land. He was dumbfounded…he couldn’t believe that I could afford to give out such a very huge amount…

I raised one brow and looked at her in a funny way.
She began to laugh.
“… see, I understand that 10k isn’t huge to you but for someone like Uche it was like ten million and the good thing is that he won the case and claim back his father’s land. When he called me few weeks ago to let me know I was very happy for him. He asked if I was dating I said no, I was more busy making money and trying to better my life. He wished me the best and said that I had a clean spirit and a pure heart…a man well deserving of me will find me someday because he does not deserve my kind of person. He said I’m too good for him… and…

I waved her to stop talking and she did.

“And you bought his lies…I mean I’m not disputing the fact that you’re nice Ezi but Uche was only saying all of that so you won’t feel bad about the whole break up thing. A smart person won’t fall for that…

“Listen sir, I was the one that approached Uche for a break up not him. If anyone has to feel bad is him not me. I wasn’t interested in the relationship anymore…I know we have come a long way but there was nothing holding us again, not love or physical intimacy. We were world apart after two years, spent more than half a year without really communicating and when I finally got a phone our relationship wasn’t strong as it used to be yet I try to see if it will return back to life. I wanted it to…I remained faithful and kept hoping Uche is the man for me but at the end my heart was saying different thing while my mouth was saying another. We ended things amicably and wished each other well. There was nothing to be smart about there because we’re still friends. The only difference is he had this other girl and I had my God and my self. We’re both happy like that…I spent just two weeks before coming back to Abuja. My grandma did not want me to return back to Abuja again, but I promise her that I will be back by this December to see her…

“Your grandma… what of your parents and siblings…

I asked calmly, she frowned at the question. I watched her facial expression changed. But I still wanted to know more about her so I remained quiet.

“I grew up with my grandma. My mother had me at home before getting married to a man from another village and abandoned me with my grandmother. She had a family and they don’t really fancy me. Nne, like I used to call my grandma raised me. She was a very difficult, tough woman and I learnt to adapt and learn a great deal from her. That’s the end of my story sir, hope you enjoyed it.

I smiled, nodded quietly before looking away from her.

“I will be leaving now… this time around, I’m really leaving…no more sitting down and talking…

She stood with her bag again and began walking towards the door.
I followed her behind.

“Will you like to come around next weekend? We can cook together or you buy what to cook while coming…

I asked, hoping she will be around more often.
“I’m not sure sir, I will be starting a weekend class next weekend. Is a part time study in one college of education. I have been running around to get them to accept me, sitting for different exams and they finally did and my class starts next Saturday. Atleast I will also get a small degree too… not just a skill. I’m putting my time and my little money to a good use. I haven’t paid all the acceptance fee but I promised to do so before exam starts.

“Wow.. that’s nice. I’m happy for you Ezi… really proud of you. Can I assist no matter how little… please?

“Thank you sir, I wouldn’t mind but I can handle my own financial problems. Before starting school, I know what was required and I’m ready to juggle through it.

I try to touch her but suddenly withdraw back my hand.

“I insist Ezi. I know you’re the boss lady and you got it all covered. Allow this little boy to assist you small ma.

She slapped my arm playfully while laughing at my joke and I pretend to be in pain.
She immediately apologize, robbed a hand at the spot she slapped.

We stood close to each other, she held her two hands together like she was cold

“, You don’t really have a woman… you only wanted to scare me away…or do you?
She asked me out of the blues.

“No, I don’t. I’m as single as you’re right now. Haven’t been able to love again ever since you walked away from my life. But is ok…I actually moved passed those days…”

She looked up, straight into my eyes and said.

“, I’m really sorry sir. I did not meant to do that…I was actually hurt too…That I felt being with you will hurt me even more…

Her words were sincere and I believed her

“Is alright, is all in the past now. We have all moved on.
I replied back.

“After class next week, I will probably stop by if that’s okay with you.

I told her it was fine by me.

My emotions began to wage war within me as we stood close to the door together.
I looked from her eyes down to her lips and back to her eyes again.

I took few feet away from her and held the door knob.

“I will see you next week Ezi. Take good care of yourself. I will also transfer a token to your account. Please, don’t forget to send the account details to me today… thanks for the plantain. Don’t buy another next week, we will cook ours…

“That sound great Sir. Thank you…byee.

I opened the door and she walked out.
I stood at the window watching her leave and wishing I could call her back.

I got hold of myself and went back to the living room.

the following weekend, Eziaku told me she couldn’t make it down because she closed late and had to rush to make hair for one of her customers who have been calling her.
She promised to come the following week.

I really miss her and looked forward to having her around again.

When I resumed work that Monday, Angela was not on seat.
After some hours she came and walk straight to my office crying.

“What happened to you?

I asked concerned.

She was crying heavily and tears kept running down her face.

“Is…is Peter. He dumped me…he broke my heart. I caught him with another babe yesterday as I went to pay him a surprise weekend visit like I normally do. There was another chick in his apartment, I was very angry that I began shouting at him and he didn’t make attempt to come after me and apologies, instead he said if I was going to create a scene in his house I should quietly leave. He never called since then and when I try calling he did not pick up. I fell for him and he hurt me…he broke my heart….oh Peter. It hurt so much…I can’t bear the pain…

She kept crying uncontrollably.
I felt so bad for her but I was not really into her again
she no longer interest me like initially when I try to see if things will work out between us.

All I did was to try and console her before she cried to her own office in peace.
I know she will be alright because I have been there, I know how it feels to be heart broken.

I only wish I can help her beyond just spoken words because she was seriously hurting and wouldn’t go home.

 

Tbc

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 33
By AMAH’S HEART

 

 

Eziaku said she was coming that weekend, so I decided to go and get more grocery from my normal grocery store where I buy majority of my food items and other supplies.

It was a very big place beside an express road that is an easy connect link to my office route.
I took a cart and wheeled it around picking the needed things and throwing inside the cart.



I was just about to turn into another corner of the shop when I bumped into a lady.



She had things filled up in her hands and almost all fell to the ground.

“Oh my goodness…”
She screamed quietly while bending down to pick her groceries.

“I’m really sorry…i didn’t see you coming. I got carried away checking around for what I need…

I said as I bent to assist her gather up her things.

“No problem…”
That’s all she said without looking up at me.
She was more interested in making sure she picked everything that fell off her hand.
“You could have taken a shopping basket or a small cart. Is better than filling up your hands with things.

She straightened from the ground, looked at me and try to say something but suddenly paused.

“I have seen you before, in this place…”

‘,”really…”
I asked looking at her charming smile. I have not taken notice of her before now. Maybe because I don’t go staring at ladies.
Seeing beautiful women and go staring at them none stop feels like a disrespect to their person.

Is better you walked up to them than a continuous stare.
I admire good looking ladies when I see one but I try to avoid disrespecting any of them with my eyes.



I probably might have seen her but I did not take record of her face.



“Yes, few weeks ago you were at the beverage section, I try to pick up a tin of milk but couldn’t get to it and you helped and passed it down to me. I thanked you and left….you didn’t really looked at me maybe that could be the reason you couldn’t mark my face…”

I remembered helping a lady get a tin of milk from an upper shelf of the store, exactly the spot I was buying my beverage that day.
She was struggling to reach it but couldn’t.
She was right, I did not really see what she looks like.
Neither did I turned to look at her as she thanked me and left.
I went back checking what I needed that day, and only nooded to her thanks.

She continued

“….I was supposed to take a cart but I only came here for just two items. My hair kit and perfume. I did not need a cart or basket for just two items. But along the lines I saw things that I needed at home and decided to pick them. I saw a shop attendant and asked him to help me get a cart, he promised to do that but he told me he was attending to a customer and ones he’s out he will send it…I guess he forgot. I will just manage to the counter…

“,Oh…ok. you can share with me. I mean I have two steps cart. Put yours below while mine stay up… that’s if is okay by you.
I said as I offered her my cart to put her things

“Yes, I’m cool with that. Thank you…”

After packing in her stuffs, I wheeled it out, she was walking beside me as we went talking.
I picked the things I needed and she did also.
It felt like I was shopping with my partner or best friend.
The way we go talking and laughing while walking round, picking things and throwing into the cart.

After we were done, I wheeled the cart to the cashier.
Removed my items for scanning and total cost.
She does the same.
We paid for our items differently.
I waited for her until she was through with hers.
I Picked up the bags and packs back into the cart and wheeled to the parking lot where I parked my car.
She was holding her two bags in her hand as she followed behind.



She followed me to the parking lot and pointed at her car.
Her car was three cars before mine.
After putting in her stuffs inside her car, she came back to where I was.

I was just finishing up from putting mine in my car trunk before closing it up.
I wheeled the cart to where other carts where lined outside, close to the Park.

“By the way, thanks again for assisting me in there…”

This time I looked at her closely, she could pass for miss beauty.
Her charming beauty glitters like the sun. Her smile will penetrate into the saddest soul.
She appears humble and modest in her appearance yet she speaks of class.
Her car was one of the latest models and among the expensive car list.

Is hard to see a lady who has it all and still appears humble. well I can’t tell how much of a humble person she is until I get to know her better.

“I’m Austin, please…what’s your name?

“Alisha Dankaku…my Dad owns one of the biggest car dealership in this state and other states. You might have heard of Danka’s cars…

“Wow, yes I have. It was one the trusted recommendation I came across when I wanted to buy a car few months ago. Oh, Danka is your father…?

“Yes, I’m the last of four girls and have a younger brother. Came back to Nigeria after finishing my PhD. You can call me doctor Alisha Dankaku…

She began to laugh and I looked on her like an idol.
“…I run a company which I started last year after returning home from Portland. We deal in hospital equipment and also into consultant. Here’s my card…

She brought out a complimentary card and stretch it towards me. I took it and glare throughout it.

“, I will give you a call. I’m into real estate. I used to work with one of the famous group of companies in real estate before starting mine. The journey haven’t been easy but is been worth the try. Incase you want a property or you know someone that does… Don’t fail to holla me. I’m always available for business…



I took out my business card from the car and gave her. She took it and Promised to do so.
“,I got to go now…is a pleasure to meet you Austin.

“Same here Doctor Alisha…”

She laughed with the way I added the title.
She waved me goodbye and walked back to her car.
I entered mine, I saw her drive out of the parking lot.

I drove back home and got ready for the weekend.
Eziaku came the following weekend, I was happy to have her around.
We cooked together, sat on the dining and ate while she gist me of all that is going on around her.
She thanked me for the huge amount I sent to her for her school.
she said it was way beyond her expectations.
I asked her not to fail to let me know anytime she needs anything.

After food we sat in the living room, watched a family kind of love movie together for about two hours.

After the movie, I lowered the volume of the television and we started discussing.

“So, are you seeing anyone now…”

I asked amidst our talk.
“Yes… I’m seeing someone.
She replied back while staring at me.

“Oh, really… that was quiet fast. Last week you were very single and this week you’re already seeing someone. Hmmm!

I sounded disappointed and did not know how to react anymore with her new relationship status.
She started grinning and I was not in the mood for that.
“, I’m seeing you….
She began to laugh, I looked at her confused.

“,I don’t understand Ezi… what do you mean by your seeing me?

“, You asked me if I’m seeing someone…and the only person I can see right now, sitting next to me is you. As for relationship, I’m not into any…but for seeing, you already know that there is no other person in this house except you and I…

I smiled after I understood what she meant

I stood up and moved to the same long couch where she sat.
“Ezi…I don’t want to make a mistake twice. I just wanted to be sure you’re not into anyone and no one is into you before saying what am about to say…

She was eager to hear what I was about to say as she assured me that she was very single and wasn’t into anyone.

“What do you think of me…? I mean, I have always wanted you, I felt very hurt when you choose Uche and walked out of my life. I have ever since try to trade with caution and be certain of my next woman. But then you showed up again and rekindling back the feeling I thought was dead. Even when I try to scare you off with another woman being in my life, you did not look threatened… you kept coming. I’m not a kid anymore Ezi, I want a woman who truly loves me and ready for a ride with me. My past relationships history haven’t been nothing to write about, I want to get it right this time and don’t give a damn if the lady is from a poor or rich background, beauty or no beauty… Class or no class. Things like that does not move me into love. I just want a homely, trustworthy… loving lady. Is okay for you to say no Ezi…is better off than giving me reasons to worry or give my whole heart to you only for it to be shattered. I’m done with all of that and want to define everything before it starts. Ezi, I hope I’m making sense to you…?



She nodded and said.
“I understand you very well. When I started having feeling for you I was afraid because we’re not in the same level…am not even close to the kind of girls you will date. But I couldn’t stop the feeling no matter how I try. That was one of the reasons i ended things with Uche… though it was on a mutual ground. I couldn’t stop thinking about you…When I returned back I try to make sure I move on and keep a clean distance, I tried for some months…. I’m here with you now which means my whole trying still did not yield fruit. I’m sorry for whatever hurt I caused you in the past. I was crossed and maybe jealous seeing another lady in your house, putting on the clothes I specially bought for you. I felt disregarded and you did not value me that much or my gifts…. that was how I felt. Like you said…is all in the past now and moving on I will be at my best behavior like the good girl I have always been…

Continuation


She was grinning again.
I joined her, took her hands into mine and said.
“I love you Ezi…I have always loved you.

She bent her head and then said
“I love you maybe a bit more…”

I kissed her hands before kissing her lips.
She responded as we went crashing on the couch.

I loosed my hold and began to kiss her all over.
I slowly unzipped her cloth, slide my hand into her body.
I noticed she was shivering.
She moaned silently, straightened and removed my hands from her.

“Let’s move to the room Ezi… please. I want you…so much. Let’s go to my room, we will be more comfortable there…”

I said while panting.
She was reluctant, i try to lift her but she resisted.
“… what are you afraid of…I love you Ezi and will never hurt you. I want to be with you…I want to feel your warm and make love t…I…

She stood up, readjusted her cloth.

“I can’t. I’m sorry… we’re rushing things faster than it should be. Can we take it slowly…

She said still standing.
I stood up and took her hands again.

“We’re not rushing anything Ezi. I want you as much as you do… what is the point of denying our passion for each other…my body yawns for you Ezi…my heart beat for you, can’t you feel it…?

I pulled her into my body and began to kiss her again but she stepped away from me and said.
“Maybe next time, I’m not ready now. I have to go please…

“Okay… okay…is fine.
I took a long breath and try to think clear.
“…is alright Ezi. I’m sorry for pushing you. will you come over and spend the next weekend with me? I want you around often and will come and pick you up on Friday evening…

She nodded. I gently draw her into My body and held her very closely for sometime while I try to steady my own heart beat.
Hers was racing with speed.

She later left after sometime.

After I saw her off to the gate, I came inside, sat hard on a chair and try to replay the whole scene.
I can’t resist the fact I want her not just as my girlfriend or whatever, I want more than that.
I looked forward to next weekend, I will get a better chance to express how exactly I truly feel.
I will eat every part of her and make love to her like she has never experienced with her ex boyfriends.

This was my thought as I started my week.
I make sure I speak to her twice or three times in a day.



Alisha called me within the week, we spoke cordially and she said her father will be celebrating his 60th birthday next upper week Sunday and she wanted to specially invite me .
Also she spoke to her father about me and he may likely like to meet me concerning more properties he plans to acquire for his car dealership outlets.

I suppose to be free then, this weekend I will be with Eziaku. I should be free in the next.
I asked her if I can come with a friend.
She said it was okay to come with anyone I feel like coming with.

I will be going with Eziaku then. I will have to ask her first.
That will be our first outing together and I will love go with her to this big occasion.
Except if she doesn’t want to but I don’t see any reason Why she wouldn’t.

I asked Eziaku and she said she will go with me.
If she comes around this weekend we will go shopping together.
I will get her beautiful outing wears and accessories.

On Friday, I called Eziaku that I will be coming in the evening to get her.

“I won’t be able to spend the weekend again. I have to be in school. I have important class which I wouldn’t want to miss. But I promise to come in the next one.

My mood was ruined and I had no choice than to agree.

We kept up with the communication until the following week finally came.
It was slow but it still came after all.
Alisha called to remind me of the party.
I was not much of a party person but I was ready to honor her invitation.

I picked Eziaku on Friday and we went home.
That Friday night, she kept resisting me and did not allow me touch her.
I took her out on a shopping spree on Saturday. got different things for her and picked the best outfit for the tomorrow event.
That Saturday evening, I made attempt on her again but she wouldn’t let me.

“What’s the problem Ezi? I want you so much… what do you want me to do to prove to you how much I desire to be with you. Don’t you want me?

“I do, but not in that other aspects. I mean not right now…I can’t get intimate with you yet.

I gasped and held her more closely.
“So when, when do you want to do it. Intimacy is part of what people in love, in a relationship do. I have tried to exercise patient but I don’t know how long I can go. Do you want me to get involve with another woman and start craving for what you can aswell give me? I want to be dedicated, faithful to you alone. I don’t need any other satisfaction aside from you. No other woman will appeal to me this way like you will do… when do you want to do it?

She looked troubled.
“When I’m ready and that could be with my husband. Doing this doesn’t seem right now…

“Says who?
I said trying not to get angry?
“…it doesn’t seem right with me but seems right with Uche or the rest of your past men? If you’re still in love with Uche or whoever maybe is better you stick with them. Because this is you trying to punish me for what I don’t understand.

The words Left my mouth before I could get hold on myself.
She stared at me with a serious look.
“, Do you claim to love me because you want to get under my pants or you truly love me for who I am? Your whole reaction seems you want to use and dump me as fast as possible. I said I was not ready for it what is difficult to understand. I will respect your decision any day any time but you are finding it difficult to respect mine…

I stood up and walked round, trying to control my temper.
“You think I want to use and dump you? the reason I claim to love you is because I want to get under your skirts… really Eziaku? okay. Believe whatever you want to believe. I’m done trying to explain or expressing how much I feel for you. Have it your way Ezi… I’m cool.

She tries to say something but I stopped her

“… no, is okay with whatever you think. Know this about me atleast, women don’t freak me like they do to other guys. I can stay as long as possible without any intimacy with a woman. But ones I’m in a relationship, my emotions and body needs come knocking and if I can’t get a satisfaction from the woman I claim to love and that loves me too, I wonder where I will get it then. But if me wanting to touch you is taking advantage of you so that i can dump you thereafter then your mindset needs cleansing. And this kind of mindset won’t get us far. Did you also say the same thing to Uche and co when he was sleeping with you. Or .. let me guess, you felt he was in your class and will neither leave nor cheat on you…? Why are you acting like a kid…how old are you again?

She scoffed loudly at me. I felt disrespected buy kept calm.
“I’m twenty eight this year, I’m not a kid and I know what exactly I’m saying. and my decision has nothing to do with my age sir.

Wow, Eziaku was twenty eight and all this while I was thinking she was around twenty three to twenty five.
Looks can be decisive.

“You’re twenty eight and acting like under twenty. Maybe if not for this your kind of mindset you should have been married by now. But you act like you know it all, don’t have any fear or reserve in general. All this attitude of yours is village mentality and I’m not in for it.

She stood up and moved closer to me.
“You’re angry, becoming an aggressive bully because I refused sleeping with you. Your type is the reason why ladies hide their age or pretend what they’re not. Your type is the reason why they will succumbed to pressure, break their principles just to please your egoistic nature. You can aswell break up with me let me know that is all over again. Maybe is also this your mindset that kept you single up till now. I think that your chuka friend is married with two children while you’re still single. You said with my age I should be in a husband’s house but we’re birds of the same feather. The difference is I can’t bend or be threaten by you or anyone to do what I don’t want to. Anyway, I’m leaving…

I asked her to go if she wants.
I hate her damn guts.
I hate myself more for trying again, giving another chance to the same lady that threw me offshore before.
I hate myself for believing all of this will work and she was the one for me.

She picked up her bag that she came with, looked over at the new bags that has the new wears I recently bought for her.
“…Can I still take those things you bought for me along? Or you intend giving it to the next lady that will be warming your bed…”

I stare at her, her last statement deeply cut through me.
She reduced me to a garbage that sleeps with anything.
She saw my hurt through my eyes and
quickly retraced, dropped her bag and walked up to me.
“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry. I did not mean to say that please. I’m sorry for everything… for this misunderstanding and every word we have thrown at each other this evening out of anger and frustration. I apologise for everything and take the whole blame for it. But I’m still not going to sleep with you if I stay…

“Ezi, please Leave…

She looked at me wondering if I was serious.
“What? you want me to leave your house? Seriously…

“Isn’t that what you wanted to do before? Why are sounding surprised? we have had enough of this drama and I seriously need to think this whole thing through. I don’t care about your apology, when a glass is broken it can’t be gumed back no matter what. That’s how I feel right now. I just want to be left alone. Take whatever you want to take and leave me in peace. You’re not worth all this emotional headache I kept getting everytime. My peace of mind comes first for me Ezi. Please leave…

She couldn’t hide her tears again as they dropped down.
“Are you ending the relationship that just started? I truly love you… please don’t do this. For God sake… Austin… please.

She called me by my name for the very first time. .I walked away so I won’t be moved by her tears.
I sat in the living room, increased the volume of the television.
She wiped off a tear from her face as she began walking towards the door with just her bag.
She left the new wears behind and left with only her stuffs.

I locked the door after she left, turned off the television and went to bed at 8pm which was early bed for me.
I kept awake most part of the night, a text message came into My phone.
It was from Alisha.
The venue for the party address and she apologized for sending it late and asked me to make sure I come.

I was already disorganized with the whole Eziaku’s drama.
I intended going with her but not again.
I don’t even feel like going to church the following day.
I want to stay in door but since I have promised Alisha that I was going to come I will have to go.

The following day, I got ready for church and when I returned from service I got ready for Alisha’s father’s party.

I called to let her know that I was coming alone.
She said okay and sound more excited.

I left and drove to the venue, it was about one and half hours drive with no traffic.

She was standing outside the event hall that was well docorated waiting for me With her charming smile and dashing outfit.
exotic cars where lined up at the car park.
She hugged me happily when I got closer to her.
I took her hands into mine, like the queen that she was and walked inside the hall filled with different dignitaries.

 

 

Tbc

What is wrong with this Austin of a guy sef
I'm getting irritated with him jare

This story is becoming annoying. What's up with this guy self...so celibacy is now a sin? You talk to her in a rude manner and when she does that you get offended...smh
I hope he wises up

Been reading your story on your site, and i can't but agree with the two peeps above. Your Austin guy's mumu no get part two. I agree, love has thrown him a serious curveball, but the way he has been handling it mehn...i fit take shango swear for the guy. Yorubas have a saying that, loosely translated, goes - "Why go all the way to find something in Sokoto(state) when you have it in your sokoto(trousers)." i.e a bird in hand is worth two in the bush. He pushed away Angela, and he's upset she's with another guy. The way he's been treating Ezi is really getting my goat. All because she didn't want to have sex with him. I like that she can speak her mind. I know at the end they will both end up together, but I'm sorry to say, he doesn't deserve her.

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 34
By AMAH’S HEART.





“…. she slapped off the drink from his hand before giving him a proper slap on the cheek. He was frozen like Christmas chicken…

I was laughing hysterically as he continued talking.

“… Austin it was like a movie, I didn’t want to go when he invited me that he planned to propose to his babe. It was supposed to be a surprise proposal. He needed senior boys to be there for him, my wife said I shouldn’t go but I can’t turn him down. I went and the whole clubhouse was rent off for his proposal. Only for the girl and her two friends to show up and it happened that he was also running under ground dirty job with one of his babes friend. After the main babe collected the ring, everyone went drinking and dancing to the day only for the other girl to call out the main babe. Say something to her and even showed her stuffs on the phone…. Jerome came to me and whispered that he does not feel too good with the two ladies talking in a corner. I asked him to relax only for the main girl who got the ring to angrily walk up to him, slapped off the drink from his hand before landing him a correct slap. She removed the ring and throw at his face before leaving the clubhouse. The whole party scattered, I asked Jerome what happened he began to explain that he never knew that the other lady will betray him even after settling her with money. He slept with the second lady severally when his girlfriend traveled and they had several fling and it stopped when his babe returned….





Chuka took a sip from his cup of drink before continuing

“… story too much Austin. I felt ashamed for even honoring his invite. If I know I would have stayed home like my wife suggested. I don’t know what is too difficult in staying faithful to one partner. Now, his cheating lifestyle came into play when he was about getting serious with his life. By the way… how far man? Any lucky woman yet or you’re still not ready to settle down?

I breathed as I set down the drink in my hand.
“I don’t know man. Really, I have tried but it seems not working out. The one I recently started a thing with refused me touching her when she came to spend the weekend. Chuka, this same girl has caused me so much heartache in the past but we settled out and started again and she is acting up…”

“If she does not want you to touch her then why not let her be. What exactly is her reasons…is she a small girl, maybe a virgin.. she must probably have her reasons. Is not something to fight over Austin. I know you as a principled man who does not get carried away with women. Your girl should have a core reasons for refusing your touch…

I took a long breath before saying.

“She has none. No single reason chuka. She have had boyfriend in the past which I know off. They dated for about three to four years before breaking up. She can’t possibly be a virgin… chuka she is twenty eight and not afraid to express herself anytime any day. This Lady is outspoken and will talk whenever she wants to. But she never said a thing or reasons for her refusal except she only wants to do it with her future husband. She went on insulting me of how my only interest is to use and dump her. Chuka I don’t understand women and I really don’t care anymore. I have had enough of their hurt, I won’t let anyone of them get into me. If I was a rough player like Jerome, I will have any kind of woman I desire then kick her out when I’m done with her. I respect women generally, but they keep toiling with my feelings…

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I drank deeply from my cup of wine.

“Don’t write love out man. At the right time it will definitely happen. Don’t even try to be anything like Jerome, every expensive play has a payback time. That’s the case with Jerome now. Mhen… you need to get serious in settling down, I want to attend your wedding before next year runs out….

I smiled and replied.
“That’s exactly what my Mom said. I’m presently avoiding her calls, she troubles me with this get married thingy. Last two weekend I attended an event…it was a grand birthday party celebration. The lady that invited me is classic chic. It was her dad’s 60th birthday party. I met him and several other dignitaries. Just last Tuesday I sent pictures of a landing properties and the man selected two.
He transferred half of the money the following day and later sent the remaining one. I was very happy and this lady is very beautiful, I mean her beauty is outstanding. I met her sisters they’re all beautiful but Alisha’s beautiful outsmart them all. She invited me to her place last weekend but I couldn’t make it I told her I will see her this week. I will go over tomorrow, to her house personally for a visit…”

Chuka scoffed in a funny way.
“Slow down man. have you already slept with her, because that will mean a commitment. You’re already committed with the whole connection she is getting you…but just make sure she is not trouble personified and avoid getting intimate if you are not sure of her. Try to settle things with your real woman. Don’t let the lady’s beauty get into your head.

I began to laugh.



“C’mon chuka, what do you take me for? No serious intimacy yet but how can I say no if she offers. She is one hot babe and worth any trouble. I’m ready to take my chances with her..if you know this girl I’m talking about you will also want to try your luck. Alisha is not just with a pretty face and cute body, she is lively, fun to be with, a PhD holder who already owns her own company. She told me of her past relationships, how guys only fall for either because of her money or her looks but such relationship doesn’t last. Her ex who is also a billionaire is begging to come back, but she was not sure if she wants him back. His only sin was being too jealous and over protective and she will never let any man to cage her. We have been speaking over the phone and getting into a serious chat. I may not be able to say no if she offers me intimacy, because she is Worth the try. And to be sincere is been a while I meet a women. Not that they’re not available if I so desire it but I’m very selective and mostly wants to get serious with one woman but that too is far fetched…

I and chuka talked extensively before he left my place.
He spent half of his Saturday with me and I was glad he came.
Things I couldn’t tell anyone I expressed it freely with him.

The following day, as evening approached I left the house to Alisha’s place.
She prepared different dish through the help of her paid cooks.
After dining together, she pooped open Hennessy bottle and poured for me and herself.
Before taking me round her two storey building.
She stopped in a room, a fine built glass room with a disco light upstairs

She dropped her drink and went to the window, raised the curtains and began staring at something.
I also dropped my drink before going to her and she pointed at one of her dad’s outlet that’s is on a faraway end of the road.
I gently place a hand on her waist.
She turned to me and said

“, What in going on in your mind right now… don’t lie to me Austin.

I moved closer to her, properly placed my two hands on her waist and said.

“Nothin else except you my queen. Who will dare disagree that you’re the fairest of them all…

She smiled and also held my waist lightly.

Her pink lips was inviting and very hard to resist.
She appears to be waiting for me to make the first move and I did.
I kissed her slowly but steadily. Her succulent lips was like mint in my mouth.
She responded without resistant as we clung to each other.
I slide down my hand to her body, got hold of her boobs which was so soft.
Her hand was on my belt in no time trying to loosen it.
I wish she can be faster, I was almost loosing control.
Her king size bed was just beckoning on us.
I assisted her in loosing the belt because it seems to be taking almost forever.
We kissed romantically to the bed and fell into it like stupid teenagers in love.

I unhooked her bra and helped her fling it to one corner.
The long fashion single hand gown she wore was obstructing our moments. But she finally pulled it off.
I pulled down my trouser, unbuttoned my shirt in a hurry like a hungry lion ready to devour.
Alisha was offering me what Eziaku failed to give me.





“Is there any cd around?
I suddenly asked as I thought of it.
She nodded, walked naked only in pant to her wardrobe and brought it.
I was high like on a horse and wish she could hasten up her steps.

What was really special about Eziaku’s that she refused me touching her? Somebody that was more special than her was about to get laid.

The thought of Eziaku keep pumping up in my mind. I try as much as possible to wave it off and concentrate on the moment.

For the past two weeks, I have try to avoid thinking about her or wondering. She called twice last week but I didn’t pick up.
That was the period I was chatting with Alisha.
Eziaku should just move on and leave me alone. She has an annoying guts that gets on my nerves.
I kiss her she shivers, I try to touch her she pushes me away and now she has pushed me into a better loving arm of a beautiful woman.

I and Alisha lay panting when the whole hotness was cooled off.

I felt stupid immediately after the deed. I felt really bad for no reason.
Could it be because of I kept thinking of Eziaku just as the whole thing was going on.
“Are you alright?
Alisha asked as she lay on my chest, using her hand to play around my body.

“,Yes…yeah… I’m fine.
I said forcing a smile.

“What do you think of me…do you want more.
She asked again.

“Uhmmm… you are sweet. I enjoyed every part of you. I will have to go now… maybe next time we can try some more…”

I replied while trying to get up from the bed.
I wonder where I threw off my wears.
I will need to go around the big room to pick each of my clothes scattered around.

“I wish you stay longer. There is still time… what’s the rush about.? Please stay for sometime with me… don’t leave right away. By the way I still have a pack of CD in my drawer. My ex used to buy them down when we were together. We broke up seven months ago and I have not been with any man ever since. Having you now means a whole lot to me…I like you Austin and wish you can have eye for only me. I believe you’re not a womanizer starting from the first day we met and you never gave me a second look after helping me with the tin of milk until the second time. Your type is rare and I want us to be more than just friends… what do you think?

I forced a smile and said
“Eziiii… sorry Alisha I also likes you alot. I would love to stay in your arms forever, kissing your soft lips and making love to you all day but I wouldn’t want us to wear out ourselves with each others constant present. I will like us to take things slowly and allow nature takes it curse. Please my queen…do you agree?

She nodded while withdrawing her hand from rubbing my back.

“Do you have a girlfriend? You mentioned Eziiii or some lady’s name earlier. I heard it clearly. Is she your woman.. please tell me the truth.



At this stage I was blown. Why is Eziaku’s name popping out of my mouth in such a time as this.
Why am I suddenly thinking about her.



“,Aaaah…! Ezi… that was a mistake in mentioning her name. I’m sorry about that. I won’t lie, yes Ezi is my girlfriend or was because we’re presently having issue and is been on for sometime now and..

“Do you love her?
She suddenly asked again, interrupting me.

“,What? I replied, pretending like i didn’t hear her well and wishing she can change the topic.

“I said do you love the lady…I mean Ezi?

“Uhmmm…ye..no..yss…I don’t know any more. I…I don’t know. Maybe if I love her or she loves me enough to bend her rules to favor us both…if there was real love with Ezi I won’t be here with you…

She did not say anything immediately.

“She is or was very lucky to have you anyway. If i was Ezi I will do all I can to protect my relationship and to keep my man only to myself. What was the rules she refused to break and is causing the whole rift… can you tell me?

I smiled, kissed her lips and said.
“Can we stop talking about Ezi and focus on our moments. I had a great time… you made me feel like a real man and you are indeed irresistible my queen. Permit me to go tonight but I will be back for some more honey… you’re sweet and satisfying…”

I kept praising her so that she won’t mention Eziaku’s name again. I don’t want to talk about her it makes me angry.

“Next two weekends is my eldest sisters birthday. Although she is married but she wants to throw a party like my Dad did. my two sisters who are still around, and my big cousin Stef will be there . My ex will likely come because he has refused to let me be and my sisters likes him. He is also a friend to my big sis husband. I want you to be around, please come…if he sees that I have moved on and already with a new man he will leave me alone. You will also get to meet my cousin, she is a sassy Queen of slayers. We call her Stef Barbie. You will get to like her because she is very lively…

I nodded and told her I will have to check my schedule first.
But she kept pleading and insisting that I must come.
I had to agree.

Driving home that night, I couldn’t think straight.
I missed Eziaku’s calls again. It could be when the action with Alisha was going on.
Why is she even calling me?
Hope she is not in any kind of trouble.

She maybe in trouble which is the only reason I couldn’t stop thinking about her today and even mistakenly mentioned her name to Alisha’s hearing.

“Jeeezzzz”…

I screamed out to the silent car while still driving.
I felt guilty in a way but I seriously have no reason to feel bad.
Eziaku caused it and besides we are not even talking or settled our differences yet.

I have to act as Alisha’s boyfriend in front of her ex, her cousin and sisters.

The whole thing keep getting deeper.

I got home around 10pm that Sunday and saw Eziaku outside waiting for me.

“,I have been waiting since 7pm. I called severally but You did not pick up. Good evening…how have you been?

“Fine… and you?

I asked as I try as much as possible to avoid looking at her eyes.
Guilt will trap me down if I look into her innocent eyes.

“Not really fine…but I feel better knowing you are alright. Are you still angry with me after all this weeks… don’t you truly want me again? I..I can’t stop worrying or thinking about you.

I kind of miss her even though I have been trying to shut her off.
“Do you want to come inside?
I asked moving ahead.

She followed behind as I unlocked the door and went in with her.

“Were you at chukas place? That’s your only friend I know off…”

I nodded still without looking at her

“I need to shower, check out the fridge and make something to eat if you’re hungry…. only for yourself please. I seriously need a long bath”

She nodded with a smile as I walked away feeling more guilt stricken than ever.
Why did she come tonight, why… why?
I can’t even look at her face.
How will I face her now.
She caused what happened with Alisha and now she is here to punish me more with her presence.

I sat in the bathroom tub thinking of what to do.
The intimacy with Alisha, the invite for another party where I have to act as her man



Then Eziaku showing up in my house all of a sudden same day.
I can’t wrap my head around it all.

My conscience kept hitting me hard no matter how I try to defend my actions.





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Interesting but I'm afraid Austin may end up marrying a wrong woman because of his bastard KONJI

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Episode 35
By AMAH’S HEART.

 

 

There was a knock on the door, I already knew that she was the one.
I only wish she will leave me alone at this time, I’m reclined to my conscience dealing with me.
Her presence tormenting me and now I have to struggle looking into her eyes while talking to her or whatever reason she was knocking.
Her closeness will frighten my guilt self the more.

I was done bathing about 20 minutes ago, I went straight to bed just to avoid her.
Maybe if she did not see me come out of my room she will also go and sleep.
Is not like we have ever gotten intimate before so I see no reason for her wanting me except maybe to talk and sometimes our talk or trying to sort things may end up in disaster.



Eziaku need to understand that from every look of things I was not in the mood to talk or want her closeness. Especially not tonight.



I wish to be left alone. The meeting with Alisha kept eating me up.

I wish I never indulged her but at that moment I wasn’t even thinking straight.
I was thinking through the trunk in between my legs and nothin else makes sense at that time except to get laid.

I suppose to be filled and happy but guilt won’t leave me alone.
Eziaku’s thought refused to go away. I thought that was punishments enough until I came home only to meet her waiting outside for me.

And now she was at the door, knocking and I’m pretending right now to be asleep but she kept knocking.

“Yes…come in.

I finally said, trying to sound sleepy and tired.
She came in and began walking towards me.

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What is she doing right now for heaven sake?
She should keep her distance from me. I can’t deal with her closeness.

“I thought you will be coming out after bath. Hope I didn’t wake you up…?

I yawned tiredly, trying to show her how tired and sleepy I was.

“Yea…I fell asleep immediately my back touched the bed. Sorry… I couldn’t come out. Do you need anything…?

I asked, acting like sleep was about to knock me off the bed.



Let her be going already.

“Ok…I will let you sleep then. I thought we can talk and maybe I…I mean sort out our differences but that can wait for some other time… I will go to sleep then.

I nodded without a word.

She turned to leave, but stopped.
I watched as she opened her mouth to say something but thought against it.

She walked back to the door and pause.

“I just want to know something, do you truly love me?

Oh God! What is all this.
If replying her will make her leave me alone so be it.

“Yes…. Eziaku”

I said wishing she can just leave.

“I also love you…so very much. I don’t want to loose you, I’m ready to do anything to prove how much I adore you and want us to be together. I have never loved anyone the way I fell and love you. Is crazy to say but that is truth from my sincere heart. I find it difficult to carry on for days…I can’t eat or sleep. I kept thinking about you and hoping you will call while praying that you won’t stop loving me. I couldn’t take it anymore and that’s why I came over. I know I turned down your intimacy plea but you won’t understand how scared I was deep down… But I Came because I’m willing to do anything to save our relationship… which I so much value. It sounds odd but I have never done it with anyone before. I want to be good enough for you and worthy to be your woman. I’m working towards achieving that academically. I want to be the woman you will be proud to call yours in the future. I’m sorry for whatever wrongs or hurt you are holding against me. I’m willing to prove to you how much I love you… that is the reason I Came. But I beg you in the name of God… please don’t leave me. Don’t break up with me or cheat on me. Is going to really hurt real bad if you do…I don’t know if I can take it…



I was quiet all through as she kept talking.
I’m not sure I understand anything she just said except “don’t cheat on me” which I kinds did already.

I was not even thinking straight, i feel bad listening to her and wishing I had nothing intimate with another woman.
I fell for Alisha, I wanted it, I fantasize it in my mind and looked forward to the day.
After it happened I started wishing I never desired such.

Eziaku was slowly walking back to the bed again. I see tears trying to fall off from her eyes but she quickly wiped it off.

“…. can i…I…come over. I mean can I climb the bed… beside you?

I blinked severally, is she alright.
Eziaku in her right mind won’t ever ask to get into bed with me.

“Why…why do you want to do that?
I managed to ask as the whole atmosphere gets serious.

She bent her head and said.
“I thought you will want me…I thought that will make you happy…

“Ezi, will sleeping in the same bed with me make you happy?
I asked and she became silent after sometime she said

“Not really. Especially since we’re not married but if it will make you happy I’m willing to give it to you… I hope God understand…

I scoffed and sat up from the bed.

“Give what to me Ezi?
She became silent again with her face bent.
For the first time I see her fear clearly and struggle.
Maybe she does not know what she was saying, I decided to elaborate it for her.

“… Ezi, do you know that sleeping in same bed will warrant me touching you.. like getting intimate. Making love to you…. do you understand what you are asking…?

“I understand…I have thought it through and decided to do it. You said it will make you happy and I really want you to be happy and let things get back as we used to be…



Eziaku could be acting all insane but I won’t fall for that.
I’m not even in the mood for all of this.

“I don’t want you to sleep close to me, I may end up touching you and you wouldn’t want that because I’m not your husband. Only your husband is legible for such. I don’t even understand you or anything you said earlier. I have had a long day and you know tomorrow is Monday, work starts. I need to rest. Please go Ezi… the guest room is vacant. I’m too tired and sleepy…we will talk better tomorrow or some other time.

I turned my back on her, shut my eyes and wait for her to leave.

It took few more minutes before she finally walked out.
I turned, gasped out in relief.

If she had offered herself to me earlier before going to meet Alisha or even yesterday I could have jumped at the offer without caring if she in her right mind or not.
But I have had intimacy with Alisha and had enough guilt to deal with especially with her presence.
That is enough trouble for one night.

Eziaku must have had something to drink before coming here.
Was she offering herself to me in a platter of God which she thinks is the only ticket to fully having me back?

I doubt she knew what she was saying. She was high on something.

I’m happy she finally left me alone.

After sometime I managed to pray before finally sleeping.

The following day, I got ready early for work.
I knocked on the guest room, she came out.
I told her that I was leaving for the office. She should drop my house key at the normal spot whenever she was going.

She nodded without looking at me.

Yesterday, I couldn’t look at her and I’m still struggling within me to stare at her even now but she was not even making effort to look at me.

I did not touch her or asked her to jump into the bed with me.
I don’t understand her not wanting to look at me.
She only said good morning to me before saying she will drop the key as I instructed.

I guess the alcohol she had before coming here yesterday that was pushing her to Join me in bed last night has cleared from her eyes and she felt stupid or ashamed for it.

I turned and was about leaving , she called me by name.
Halting my moves as she began to talk while avoiding my eyes.

“Does this mean we’re never going to sit and talk. You’re tired of me or obviously don’t want me again… isn’t it? She asked with all seriousness.

“Uhmmm Ezi… our talk doesn’t do much good. We talk things out now and the next day we’re no more in talking terms. I hate headache and as old as I am I also don’t want stress…I have had enough of it in the past and won’t want anything or anyone stressing me again. Since the talking is important to you, fine…we will but is either this coming weekend or next but definitely not within the week because I wouldn’t want anyone to interrupt my rest after a hectic day”

I turned and left for work.

Angela who has bounced back from her heart break that Peter caused her was already in office.
She looked a little bit light headed and tacky that morning as she walked into my office

“Good morning sir…how was your weekend?

“Fine Angela. Looks like your weekend was great…no need to ask how it went. You seem to be in a happy mood…

She started grinning seriously.

“He called to apologise…”

I raised an eyebrow in question.

“…I mean Peter.

I already know who she was referring to but wanted to be sure.

“So… what was your response…?
I asked, bringing my laptop and setting it on the table while listening to her.



“Anyway…I kinda forgive him. He took me out on Saturday night and from there to his place. I spent the night at his house and came back yesterday evening. I had fun and he showered me with gifts and praises of how much he adores me and will never hurt me again. I believe him and we’re cool..”

I made a face not knowing how to respond to the whole quickie apology and acceptance like she has been looking forward to it.

“Okay Angela… that’s good then.
That was the only thing I can say as she later left for her office.

Her mood was in different level. Although, her eyes looks like it was deprived of sleep but she was happy.

I spoke with Alisha that afternoon. She was acting all pissed because I didn’t check up on her, which I apologise.

I went home that evening and Eziaku was gone.

She cleaned every where in the house. When I opened the fridge to make dinner, I realized that she prepared dinner for me.

After eating I try calling her but her number was busy for a long time.
I wonder who she was talking with. She did not call back that night or even the next.

My week quickly run into the weekend. I called her on Saturday and she didn’t pick immediately but later called back that she was in class and will be finishing late.
She asked me to call her later and I did around 9pm but her line was busy.

I was angry and put my phone aside.
I settled within me that I wasn’t going to call her again.
Who is she always Speaking to at night while ignoring me.

I shouldn’t care but I took it all personal.

Does it mean she was seeing someone else or what.

I moved on with my life, ignored her calls within the week

I continue interacting with Alisha until the event weekend arrived.

Alisha mentioned that she already told her sisters and cousin about me and they will love to meet me too

I drove down that early afternoon to the event place. Matching the address she sent to me.
People filled inside the event hall. The celebrant was together with her husband and two kids.
Their was a huge customized birthday cake in front of her.

Alisha on seeing me, came out and gave me a kiss which lasted for about few seconds.

She whispered to my hearing that her ex was already around and will be watching her like hawk.
All I need to do was to be all over her.

i don’t understand if she wants to get him jealous or to scare him off.

She described the ex to me and exactly what he was putting on and where he was sitting.
I saw him staring at me with fire in his eyes.
Alisha introduced me to the two single sisters first, one was wearing an engagement ring. Which means she was probably engaged to be married.
they try to pretend and welcome me but I looked past all the glamour and fake friendly laughter.
They don’t look too please to meet me.
It was obvious that they prefer Alisha’s ex because he seems to be a friend to the family.



She was about taking me around when I got a hard tap on my shoulder.

I turned in shock and guess who was standing right in front of me.
Stefanie, the one i had issue in the past with.

“What the hell are you doing here… Austin?

She asked angrily.
Alisha looked from me to her. She asked if we have met before and Stefanie ignored as she stared at me angrily

The two sisters walked upto where the drama was going on.

“What’s going on…?
They chorused

“Is better we take this outside in other not to start a scene and attract people’s attention. I don’t want my big sis party to be ruined due to unnecessary drama”

Alisha said concerned

They started going outside, Alisha took me by hand and asked me how I happened to know her cousin, Stef Barbie.

I could have known two weeks ago when she mentioned Stef but I never thought it will be Stefanie the shrewd lady that Eziaku ones worked with and I had to deal with.
My refusal to sleep with her or dance to her rules made us to be at war with each other.
I told Alisha that she used to be my client

I was unstable been in the means of all this people.
seeing Stef again and being in her corner makes me a little nervous and more worried but since I have Alisha nothing will go wrong.

The good thing is that I never slept with Stefanie. She would have want to hold that down my head

Stefanie began to rant on getting outside.

“This stupid fool called the police on me and made me write an undertaking never to bug him or his househelp. Alisha, where in the world did you see this nonsense guy. He is a total bad news. We had a fling in the past, he took the advantage that I liked him and began to misbehave. he has been in my bed before, invited me to his place for a weekend get together. When I went over, I met this ugly, primitive maid that worked for me in the past, I never liked the maid and because I asked this fool to get the maid fired he picked an offence. Which only explain he was equally sleeping with the maid…

Alisha looked shocked. The sisters laughed sarcastically.
I try to say something but Stefanie shunned me.

…hey shut the hell up. I’m not done talking yet. Did y’all know what this guy did, he recorded my ranting and forwarded to the police. I was called upon for statement never to bother him again. I stayed out of his space but What exactly is he doing in my own space again because I never wanted to set eyes on him after what he did…

Alisha turned to me and said.

“And I thought you’re decent…I thought you’re different. You slept with my cousin and was also sleeping with your maid? Oh gosh! I feel like a fool right now allowing you to touch me…

“No Alisha…I did not sleep with your cousin… Stef is not totally saying the Truth….I

The next thing that I hard was a serious slap on my cheek.
Another one follows

“Are you calling me a liar Austin?
Stefanie was seriously barking as Alisha sisters tries to hold her back.

I felt a sharp pain as I looked at her hand and realized almost all her finger has a ring. Maybe the rings must have broken my cheek bone because the pain felt unbearable.

“…I can kill you here because you stepped into my circle. I stayed away from your space but as Kama will have it you came right into my space with my own baby cousin… trying to deceiv her right? Stefanie continue talking

Alisha who was looking like she was about to blow off my head after listening to her cousin said.

“Dauda was better off than you…his only crime was being over protective but yours is sleeping with anything that greeted your eyes… you disgust me Austin…

I saw her ex coming with two men towards us.
One of the sisters has already gone to inform him.

I know I have to find a means and get out in one piece.
The pain from the two hot slap from Stefanie is not subsiding anytime soon.

I dislike all of this people which includes Alisha.
They’re spoilt brats that wants things done in their terms and ways.

How did I find myself in this corner again.

Watching Alisha’s supposed ex coming with his two body guards sent chill down my spine.
More trouble was brewing.
I either have to run or stay to fight.

How many of them will I even fight.

Stefanie is ready to tear me into pieces. I was caught in her trap and don’t know how to get off at this moment.



I remember Ezi said was coming today I told her that I won’t be around.
if I knew I would have stayed home with her and talk things through like she had always wanted.

All this people smell of trouble and I need to disappear from their means before something worst happens.

 

 

Tbc

Beautiful piece, more updates biko

Austin is in a big mess. How would he escape without much injuries