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divinehand2003:
Wow

I thought I had seen it all. This update blew my mind. It set the tone for another story. Nice.

Joseph is hurt. He felt betrayed by her..

Jane1234f:
Joseph should take it easy

TWIST OF FATE :# 30

Andrew was pacing the waiting room, outside the labor room, murmuring prayers under his breath when Joseph hurried to meet him.
‘How is she?' He asked anxiously.
‘She has been in there for hours. They won't even allow me to stay with her.' He complained bitterly.
‘They won't allow you to stay with her because you are adding to her anxiety.' Naomi quipped in an amused voice from where she sat in a corner of the waiting room.
‘Mum!' Joseph protested laughingly while Andrew glared at her.
‘Joseph, take him out for a drink. Our baby will be waiting before you guys return.' Ifeoma suggested with a smile. She was sitting beside Naomi with a rosary in her hand.
‘How can I go and drink when my wife is struggling to bring forth our child?' He turned to glare at his mother in law.
‘Well, pacing a hole in the floor will not ease her pain, will it?' Naomi cocked a brow at her.
‘Is Becky on duty today?' Joseph asked his mother.
‘No, she is not on duty. I gave her a call and she came in to assist. She is in the labor room with the rest of the medical team. Take that boy away before I cuffed his ear.' Naomi told him, solemnly.
Ifeoma laughed as Joseph pulled a resisting Andrew out of the waiting room.
***************
‘Congratulations, New mama!' Rebecca grinned at the new mother, holding the infant in her arms.
‘Thank you, Doctor Williams. Is that my son?' Bella looked tired but she was smiling.
‘Yes, Mrs. Ken.' Naomi helped her sit up in bed by adjusting the pillows around her.
‘He is so beautiful.' Bella breathed as the sleeping infant was placed in her arms. ‘Please call me Bella. You have been so good to me.' She grinned up at her.
‘You can call me Becky then. I have to go now. I am resuming back on duty in the evening. I will check up on you then.' Rebecca ran a finger lightly over the smooth cheek before she straightened up.
‘Thank you, Becky. I appreciate your assistance today.' Naomi told her as she walked her to the door of the private ward.
‘You are most welcome. Please go home immediately Mrs. Awodele comes back to relieve you. I don't want you to over-work yourself. You guys have been here for over 24 hours.' Rebecca warned her in a solemn voice.
‘Okay dear. Take care of yourself. Give my love to Michael.' Naomi patted her back.
‘I will. Thank you, ma'am.' Rebecca walked away.
Two hours later, Ifeoma came in with Maria and Aliyah. Naomi left immediately they arrived. The younger girls ‘oohed' and ‘aahed' over the infant while the mother dozed off.
A nurse came to take the infant from them and gave them the warning to keep their voices down.
‘Mum, you have been unusually quiet.' Maria gave her mother a concerned look.
‘I'm fine. I'm just so happy for Bella.' She paused and met their questioning gaze.
‘Your biological father is dead, Aliyah. He committed suicide in his cell in the jail or it seemed so.' She told her quietly.
‘That means you are free from his blackmail forever, right?' Aliyah asked with a sad smile.
‘Yes, I am. I am sorry, dear.' Ifeoma took her hand in hers as her eyes shone with unshed tears.
‘It is okay, mum. I don't know him and I felt nothing for him. He hurt you and I am glad he paid for his deed.' She shrugged with indifference.
‘You are one brave soul, little sister.' Maria kissed her cheeks and squeezed her shoulders affectionately.
‘Thank you. He probably stepped on some other toes and the owner wasn't so forgiving.' She gave another shrug. ‘How are you holding on, mum?' She was referring to the divorce.
‘I'm pretty good. I am at peace with myself. I miss you, girls, though. The house seemed too big without the lots of you.' Ifeoma smiled at both of them.
‘How is the new boo?' Maria winked at her.
‘He is crazy about Olamide. He proposes last night.' She displayed her engagement finger with a flare.
Maria clamped her hand over her mouth to prevent herself from screaming as she stared at the twinkling gold.
‘Congratulations! I am going to start preparing for another wedding very soon.' Their mother grinned as she hugged her last daughter.
‘Yes, mum.' She grinned at her mother and hugged her sister too.
‘I'm deliriously happy for you, baby sis.' Maria hugged her tightly.
‘Thank you, big sis. How is your bobo?' She moved back to smile into her eyes.
‘You, guys should chill for now. We are not in a hurry. It is one day at a time. Let's plan your own wedding first.' Maria grinned broadly at her with a wink.
‘You make me happy, girls.' She held their hands in each of her own and smiled with tear-filled eyes.
‘Mum, you know dad has already moved in with the Coker woman. Are you planning to settle down too?' Maria asked solemnly.
‘I am not in a hurry for anything, girls.' She shrugged with indifference.
‘I don't think so. A certain good-looking elderly gentleman came to check on me this afternoon. He knew I was here because he was your friend.' Bella spoke for the first time since she woke up.
Ifeoma's eyes lowered as six pairs of curious eyes turned to her. She wrung her heads and bit her lower lips before she spoke in a barely audible voice.
‘He is just my friend. He was a client before he becomes a close friend.'
‘He wants to be more than a friend, Mum. You know it.' Bella teased as she sat up in bed.
‘I'm just getting close to you, girls. I don't want to lose that friendship because of a man.' She raised worried gaze to her eldest daughter.
‘Mum, we will all leave your house eventually. We don't want you to be lonely. All we wanted is your happiness. If he makes you happy, go for him please.' Maria hugged her mother from behind.
‘That is right. Do whatever makes you happy and gives you peace of mind. Life is too short to delay for too long.' Aliyah kissed her cheeks.
‘Thank you, girls. I appreciate you all.' She beamed at them one after the other.


***************
James Hogg met Rebecca at the hospital as she was leaving one afternoon. She recognized him instantly.
‘Mr. Hogg, Good afternoon. Thanks for coming the other day. Do you have a client here?' She went to shake his extended hand with a warm smile.
‘No, I came to see you. Please call me James. Are you leaving now?' He looked at her bag.
‘Yes, James. Please call me Becky. Hope it is not a serious issue?' She gave him a solemn look.
‘I will drop you off then. Please join me in my car.' He led her to his tinted dull color BMW and opened the back seat for her.
‘Thank you.' She murmured as she slides into the cool interior.
He joined her at the back and signaled for the driver to drive. A glass partition gave them some level of privacy.
‘Ramsey William's case was a foregone one. He has signed your divorce letter and you are a free woman. Congratulations, Becky.' He smiled at her.
‘Thank you. His father was a judge and he got a very good lawyer for him but nemesis was stronger. I am happy he is out of our life forever. I can't believe I was married to him.' She shuddered with horror and revulsion.
‘We all make mistakes. His families are not too happy with you at the moment. That tape nailed him finally.' He gave her a close look. She sighed.
‘I know what is on that tape because I remember every single word of the conversation we had.' She looked at him. ‘Yes. Michael is his son.' She answered his unspoken question.
‘Is he aware? I have already given him a copy of that recording. I don't want anything to cause a rift between you guys. He is very fond of you.'
‘I will tell him immediately he gets back into the country. He took the kids back to Manchester for the holiday. Thank you for your concern.' She smiled at him.
‘That gives me a big relief. I hope to attend a wedding soon. We are at your home already.' He smiled at her.
‘Thank you, James. See you soon.' She leaned over to kiss his cheek before sliding out of the car.
***************

The confrontation came sooner than she expected.
It was her day off. Elizabeth was on two days leave from work. They were both in the sitting room, watching a seasoned film titled ‘Dirty Sexy Money' when a sharp knock penetrated their absorption.
‘Are you expecting a visitor?' Rebecca asked with an irritated frown.
‘No. I will see who it is and send him or her away. I really don't want to miss any part of this interesting movie.' She hurried to the door and peeped through. It was Joseph.
‘Guess who it is.' She grinned as she unlocked the door and flung it open.
Rebecca snorted and pressed the ‘pause' button on the VCR's remote control as she looked towards the doorway. Joseph strolled past Elizabeth and came to a stop a few feet from her.
He was not smiling. His dark frown matched his dark chinos trouser and black silk shirt. Her heart lurched in fear.
‘What is it, Joseph?' She got shakily to her feet.
‘Who is Michael's biological father?' He asked quietly. She swallowed hard. She hadn't envisaged telling him this way.
‘I didn't do any DNA test to confirm his paternity.' She began weakly.
‘Stop stalling, Becky. You know the father of your son or that was just to get your husband off your back? Did you lie?' His voice was frosty. She winced.
‘You are his father.' She mumbled under her breath. He went absolutely still.
‘Say that again.'
‘Joseph, you heard me the first time. You are his father.' She raised her voice to him, even as her hands trembled. She put it behind her back.
‘I don't believe you. We will run a DNA test. If he is mine truly..' He paused as he glared at her. ‘I will take him away from you and you will never set your eyes on him again. You disgust me.' He snarled at her. His heart ached and he rubbed at it.
‘You don't dare do that to me, Joe. It is not fair.' She stared at him in plain horror.
‘What is not fair is denying me my son for five good years. You are wicked.' He turned on his heels and strode towards the door. She ran after him. Elizabeth moved out of his way.
‘Don't do this to me, Joe. I didn't keep him from you intentionally. Please listen to me.' She pleaded desperately.
‘Stay away from me, Becky. I will use everything I have to fight for his custody if he is mine. I don't want to lay my eyes on you again.' He gave her a frosty look and walked out of their room.
She slid to the floor in a dead faint.
************

‘Doctor Williams, are you alright?' The voice seemed to come from far away. Her mind struggled to free her from the deep abyss of darkness she was in and her eyes fluttered open. It was Nurse Amina.
‘Where am I?' She tried to sit up but she held her down.
‘You are in your room. Your mum called me. Fortunately, I was close by. We were just thinking of taking you to the hospital now.' Three pairs of eye gazed down worriedly at her.
‘I'm fine. What happened to me?' She looked puzzled.
‘Joseph was here and you had an argument concerning Michael.' Elizabeth bit her lips nervously.
‘I remembered.' She sank back tiredly into the pillow and closed her eyes.
‘I need to talk to you privately.' Nurse Amina told her quietly.
‘Will she be alright?' Ruth stared down at her daughter with deep concern. Amina had a feeling she knew what she was about to discuss.
‘I'm fine, mum. I will join you in a moment.' Rebecca smiled up at her mother.
‘We will be in the sitting room.' Elizabeth took her mother's arm and stirred her out of the room.
She waited till they were out of the room and they have closed the door behind them.
‘Doctor Williams, I think you are pregnant.' Amina sat on the bed beside her.
‘That is not possible. I have been on birth control since I gave birth to Michael.' Rebecca sat upright in bed, abruptly. Her heart hammered with a painful thud in her chest. Don't let this happen to me, God. She prayed fervently in her mind.
‘Michael is nearly five years old. Did you check if it is still intact? It does expire you know.' Amina raised an eyebrow at her.
‘I didn't have any reason to worry about it until recently.' She muttered under her breath. Amina smiled in sympathy. ‘It was just once. Damn.' She hissed in frustration.
‘Once is enough, Doc Williams. We both know that.' Her smile turned amusing.
‘I will have to abort it. I don't need another child to complicate my life right now.' She decided immediately.
‘Do you really want to? You don't want to talk to the father.' She gave her a searching look.
‘He won't talk to me. It is complicated. You can't understand.' Rebecca covered her face as she burst into tears. Her shoulder shook with body-wracking sobs.
‘It will be alright.' She murmured as she hugged and rocked her gently.
‘Thank you. I will be alright.' She gave her a watery smile.
‘Please cheer up. I have to leave now. I am on duty this evening.' She glanced at her wrist-watch.
‘Thank you for coming. I appreciate it. Do extend my regards to your family.' She smiled at her as the other woman left the room.
Rebecca was curled up on the bed, staring at the window when Elizabeth came in with her dinner. She waved her away and the dinner grew cold as she kept her lonely vigil until dawn appeared in the sky.

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divinehand2003:
I believe we are almost seeing the end of this great tale.
More power to your elbow darling OP.

TWIST OF FATE: #29

Joseph took the staircase two at a time and noted with dread that Rebecca was already at home.
The door wasn't locked. He slides into the sitting room and dropped a mini-recorder in her handbag. He dropped the bag on the floor, closed to the kitchen door where he could hear their voices.
It took all his self-control to reign in his anger, not to rushed in and strangled the bastard where he stood, holding a gun to Rebecca.
He slipped out again as he made calls and went back to his car.
***************

‘You don't look too happy to see me, darling.' He smiled at her but his eyes were cold and empty. She repressed a shudder.
‘How did you get in by the way? You have just behaved like the criminal that you are.' She inclined her head regally.
‘I will advise you to watch your tongue, princess.' His smile grew colder as he brought out a gun from his back pocket. ‘The back staircase was an easy access to your kitchen and working the lock is a child's play.' He added with a sinister grin.
How did I ever think this guy is attractive? I have been such a fool. She thought bitterly.
His fingers caressed the smooth sleekness of the deadly weapon he was holding and her eyes were involuntarily drawn to it. He would use it without a second thought, she knew. She noted during the time they lived together that he was capable of violence. She tried to keep out of his way most of the time and tried not to provoke him unless it was absolutely necessary. She was relieved when he disappeared from their life, even though he left them penniless and homeless.
"This weapon is made of plastic with a silencer and it has a very lightweight. It is a Glock 9 millimeter and I use it only when it is necessary."He winked at her.
‘You won't dare kill me, will you?' She asked with a confidence she was not feeling. Being scared was not going to help her but she would be damned if she would allow this Criminal to end her life before she was ready.
‘I killed your father. Why should your death make a difference to me?' His smile was malicious. She gaped at him in shock. He actually relished telling her to her face which means he had no intention of letting her go, alive!
‘Well, don't look so shocked. I am not the only one with a grudge against your father. Emeka Daniels junior never forgave your father for cheating on his father and sending him to an early grave.' He gave her a malicious smile.
‘My dad never cheated on Mr. Daniels! He actually assisted him financially to boost his business but unfortunately, he was duped by unknown fraudsters. My dad didn't know how depressed he was until he committed suicide. That was why he employed E.D junior as our family lawyer before he was even out of law school. They were good friends before E.D Senior's death.' Rebecca denied hotly, remembering how depressed her father was when he learned of his friend's death.
‘What a pity! It is too late to explain that to him. He got it twisted and had a burning vengeance for your father. I guess he was also driven by his own selfish interest and greediness. He teamed up with the wrong person to achieve his goal.' He shrugged as he threw the weapon into the air playfully and caught it again.
"So you killed him too? Why? Why are you behaving this way, Ramsey?"She asked in a hoarse voice.
"Your father is a selfish man, Becky. He deserved what he got.' Anger whipped through her.
"How can you call my father a selfish man, after all, he did for you? You are the selfish bastard! "She spat at him and held her breath but he only gave her a cold smile.
"Isn't it obvious? He is so dumb to think I will work my butt off to satisfy all your whims."His lips twisted cruelly. "You are all so dumb. He wanted his family to stay at home and enjoy yourselves while I slave away to make more money for him."He glared at her.
‘Ramsey, you know deep in your heart that I wanted to work to earn my living but you supported him when he demanded I stayed at home. Obviously, you have a plan in place.' She accused bitterly.
‘You have always been smart. You are right. I have no intention of being slaves to a couple of spoilt brats and their spineless mother.' He gave a harsh laugh.
"So what do you want? Why are you back?"She asked with a narrowed look.
"Those are good questions. I'm here for two reasons."He paused but she didn't comment as she thought of how she would come out of this, alive!
"I want my son with me when I leave. That is my first request.' His eyes narrowed dangerously when she burst into an amused laughter. ‘What is so funny?' He barked at her.
‘You must certainly be blind to think my son belongs to you. You are not his father. His father is Joseph Coker.' She wondered if she would live long enough to tell her son who his biological father was.
She watched him frown as he brought Michael's face into his mind and probably realized she was right.
‘You, slut! Only God knows how many times he slept with you before we got married. Yet, you won't allow me to see your pant. No wonder you were always on his side.' He glared at her, his temper rapidly rising.
She refused to comment on the insult and he continued after a while.
‘That is good. I realized the bastard is doing so well for himself that he has the money and time to track me down. Obviously, you have warmed yourself back into his bed. So it shouldn't be too hard for you to meet my other request."He didn't look too distressed at the fact that the son wasn't his, she noted sadly.
‘What do you want?' She asked in a resigned voice.
"I want you to call your account officer and ask him to transfer a sum of Ten million naira into my account. You may also call your lover boy to assist you if he values your life. After all, that little amount meant nothing to the Almighty Coker, right?"He jeered at her stated quietly and she stared at him in horror.
***************

Joseph shed his tie into the car, locked it up and raced to the back of the building as he rolled up his shirt-sleeves. He went through the extra door in the building and found himself on the emergency staircase.
The son of a bitch has done his homework well, he thought in anger as he went up the staircase and found himself in complete darkness. He felt around him on the wall until his fingers came in contact with the cold metal of a doorknob and he tried it. The door opened, swinging heavily on its hinges and directly into a storeroom. He climbed in and heard their voices.
***************

"What is that noise?"Ramsey jerked around sharply, feeling quite sure he heard a sound behind him.
"What noise? Where do you want me to get that kind of money?' She screamed at him. He pointed the gun at the ceiling and pulled the trigger. No sound came out but a hole formed instantly in the ceiling and part of it dropped on the floor in pieces. Her fingers rose to her throat in horror as she gaped at the ceiling.
"Please don't waste my time."He held out his cell phone while his second hand pointed the gun at her head.
She had never felt so helpless or desperate in her life because she knew she doesn't have that kind of money in her bank account but he will never believe her. Joseph, where are you? I need you now, please! She prayed fervently in her shattered mind.
***************

Joseph appeared behind Ramsey with a finger across his lip. It took all her control not to jump up with joy. She blinked as tears filled her eyes and her heart sang a joyful song.
His arm went around Ramsey's neck in a flash and turned his gun-hand skyward. Several shots went off, scattering the ceiling and the carefully arranged room as the two men struggled with the gun until it dropped on the floor.
Becky kicked it to the far corner of the room and stood guard over it.
Both men disengaged and eyed each other with burning hatred.
"What is your problem, lover boy? She is still my wife and I can do whatever I like with her."Ramsey spat at him with a cold smile. Becky stared at him with a hatred she never knew she had for him.
"She won't be your wife for long. Her heart and body have always been mine."Joseph gave her a playful grin. She returned his smile gratefully.
"Are you sure, you yellow bastard?"Ramsey asked coldly.
"I can prove it to you."Joseph said with a determined set of his jaw.
"Come on. Let's see what you got, fucker." Ramsey inclined his head challengingly.
Joseph came upon him like a prizefighter.
Becky had always suspected Joseph could be ruthless when provoked but she was surprised at the level of ruthlessness he displayed as he rammed continuously into Ramsey with his fist and head.
She heard the sickening thud of knuckles on bones and groans and watched the rippling muscles of the two men in fascination. She knew at the back of her mind she was supposed to find a way to get the police but she was scared to leave them.
They thrashed around, destroying everything they came in contact with and Ramsey disengaged abruptly as blood gushed from his nose.
He touched his nose and stared at the blood on his finger.
"I will kill you, you idiot."Ramsey threatened darkly as he fished out a shining little knife out of his pocket and watched it with a malicious smile.
"You can't kill me as easily as you killed your father-in-law or the lawyer. You have to do better than that."Joseph's gaze narrowed angrily. He saw surprise coupled with unease flickered briefly on his face. Becky stared at him in amazement.
"What is your business in this anyway? You were just a mere driver and you have nothing to show for your slave years at the Badmus's house, have you?"Ramsey spat at him.
"I'm glad to be a slave to a gorgeous and beautiful woman like Becky Badmus. Your lose is my gain."Joseph shared another smile with her and turned back to the gaping man. "Moreover, my wealth can buy you and your family repeatedly, you coward. You have nowhere to run because you are a wanted man. If you step out of this place, I will make sure you step right into jail. You are so dead, Ramsey Williams."Joseph said with a cold anger that frightened her.
‘I will kill you first before you send me to jail, asshole."Ramsey charged him furiously, blindly.
He crashed into the opposite wall when Joseph stepped out of his way, then he brought his elbow down on his back and he went flat with a groan.
************

Becky heard the police siren in the distance and ran out to her balcony in time to see police cars drove into her compound at a top speed. They were led by two unmarked cars. One belonged to Andrew and the second belonged to James Hogg, the head of the foreign intelligence team hired by the Coker.
She looked around in time to see Joseph dragging Ramsey forcefully to the balcony. His arms and legs were tied with Joseph's torn shirt. He was bare-chested and had a cut on his rib. Ramsey was panting breathlessly, his eyes widened with fear when he realized he was about to be thrown over the iron banister. Joseph's jaw was set and his eyes were flat with anger.
"What are you doing, Joe?'Becky asked with sheer terror.
"I'm going to throw him over the railings."He answered furiously as he lifted him bodily into his arms.
"Becky….please ….beg …him" Ramsey pleaded desperately in between gasp.
"Don't do that, Joe.The police are here already, let them do their job. Don't turn into a murderer like him, please."Becky pleaded quietly as she held on to his arm.
He took deep, calming breath and dropped him abruptly before he proceeded to tie him to the railings.
***************

‘Are you alright, Joseph?' Andrew hurried towards him as he joined them on the balcony.
‘I'm fine. They should just take that bastard away before I killed him.' Joseph walked into the sitting room to retrieve the recorder from Becky's bag and gave it to James Hogg as the latter walked in.
The police led Ramsey away in handcuffs after taking their statements.
The security team lingered a bit behind as they asked questions, took pictures and recorded the scene before leaving the house.
‘You are bleeding. I will treat that.' Rebecca went on shaky feet to retrieve her medical kit.
‘Sit down, Becky. You are trembling.' Andrew pushed her into a seat. The kit dropped with a thud.
‘He was going to kill me.' She covered her face with her palm as tears filled her eyes.
‘It is okay. Please cry if it will make you feel better.' Andrew drew her into his arms. She cried, deep wrenching sobs that tore into Joseph's heart.
‘I can't believe I was married to that monster.' She shook her head in self-pity as she looked at him with swollen red-rimmed eyes.
‘It is alright. The storm is over.' He patted her back.
‘Is she alright now?' Ruth's tentative voice reached her and she looked at her mother to see her sitting beside Joseph.
His arm was around her frail shoulder.
‘I'm fine, mum. How are you? When did you come in?' She blew her nose on the handkerchief that Andrew gave her.
‘I got here when Andrew was driving in with the police entourage and was asked to stay downstairs. It was the longest moment of my life.' Ruth shivered slightly.
‘It is okay, mum. He has been taken away. I am sure he won't be bothering us for a long time now.' Rebecca went to sit beside her mother and hugged her.
‘We should start going now.' Joseph got to his feet. Andrew followed suit.
‘I want to look at the bleeding wound on your rib, Joseph.' Rebecca got to her feet too.
‘It is just a scrape. I have survived worst wound.' Joseph smiled at her, wishing he could pull her into his arms and kissed her.
‘Sit down. I will look at it.' She insisted.
Andrew and Joseph left their house a few minutes later.

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TWIST OF FATE: #28

Rose was sleeping when her phone rang sharply. She groped for it on the bedside table, cracked open an eyelid to look at the caller ID, wondering if it is someone she could ignore.
‘Hi, Becky. Is everything alright?' Her voice was husky with sleep.
‘Are you sleeping, Rose?' Rebecca tried to keep her temper down.
‘It is okay. Is Caitlin alright?' She sat up in bed, holding the duvet to her chest.
‘Caitlin is alright. I'm sorry to wake you up but I need to confirm something from you. Is Joseph responsible for sponsoring our trip for your wedding?' She blurted out sharply.
Rose glanced at her husband who was sleeping beside her and snug out of bed, pulling the duvet with her. The momentary silence gave Rebecca all the answer she needed.
‘Rose, are you there?' Rebecca asked impatiently. Rose shut the bathroom door behind her.
‘Yes, I am here. To answer your question, he is the one who foots the expenses and he is the one who got your husband's address in Houston. He is also responsible for quite a number of things in your life.' Rose confirmed in a firm casual voice.
‘I am aware he has been our knight in shining armor rising to my family's rescue.' Rebecca's voice was hurt and bitter. Rose inhaled softly.
‘Well, you can choose to indulge in self-pity because a very rich good-looking man decided to step in and assist the woman he was in love with.'
‘Don't you dare use that patronizing tone with me, Rose. You have no right to keep such information away from me. It is not fair.' Rebecca snapped at her coldly.
‘We kept it away from you because I know you will act like a child and react precisely the way you are reacting now. Grow up, babe. Count yourself lucky. Your dumbass husband left you high and dry. Do you want to continue rotting in poverty?' Rose snapped back.
‘That doesn't justify the fact that you guys were interfering in my life behind my back. I do not appreciate it at all. You won't if you were in my shoes.' Her voice had mellowed down considerably.
‘Call me back when you have crawled out of your self-pitying hole, Becky. I love you.' She put an end to the call before she could respond and put a call to Joseph's private line afterward.
She was ending the call when she noted her husband standing in the doorway. She cocked a brow at him.
‘Well done, madam. I knew this would backfire one day. I don't want to run up against your conniving scheming mind anytime soon, dear wife.' Alex's voice was full of admiration.
‘Get out of my way.' She made to sidle past him but he pulled the duvet from her body and pulled her naked body into his arms.
‘You sure handled your friend.' He grinned down at her upturned face.
‘I just love her. She has a stubborn streak in her.' Rose sighed worriedly.
‘No wonder you guys are such good friends.' He rubbed his lips against hers and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
It was a long morning.
***************
Rebecca dragged herself up the staircase, weary both in mind and body. She was still wondering how she would handle all the information she had to learned today as she opened the door and walked in.
Joseph was in the sitting room with Elizabeth and her mother. She stood still in shock but it was only her mother who glanced her way.
‘You are welcome, dear. How was your day?' Her smile was strained. Rebecca frowned in concern.
‘I'm fine. Where are the kids?' She moved to sit opposite them.
‘They are sleeping already. By the way, Caitlin wants to stay in Nigeria permanently.' Ruth grinned at her.
‘Her sister will have my head.' Rebecca's voice was tired. Joseph stared at her.
‘She can stay with you if you and Joseph decided to get married.' Elizabeth grinned at her. Rebecca glared at her sister while Joseph ducked his head, hiding a grin.
‘That is not funny. I am not even in the mood to talk to you.' Rebecca's voice was cold.
‘Shield your claws, kittens. We have a more pressing issue on ground. Our family lawyer, Emeka Daniels is dead. He was killed by a hired assassin.' Ruth dropped the information solemnly.
‘May his departed soul rest in peace. How does the information impact our life, mum?' Rebecca's voice was brisk. Elizabeth blinked in surprise.
‘Ramsey is back in town, Becky and he is not here for a family reunion.' Joseph told her quietly. Her heart missed a beat.
‘How did you know that?' He gave her a bland look and she swallowed hard. ‘What is going on?' She met his gaze.
‘Ramsey and Emeka were both responsible for your father's death. His sudden death is not a coincidence. Ramsey is a wanted criminal in Houston.'
‘No wonder he was always supporting Ramsey back then. The asshole!' Rebecca swore coldly.
‘Are the kids safe here? Joseph, I am quite sure he knows you are responsible for tracking him down. He will do anything to get to you or to Rebecca.' Ruth said worriedly.
‘I can get them over to the Coker's house. There is maximum security there and I can ask mum to stay with them until it is over. That is if you are okay with it, Becky.' Joseph looked at her for confirmation. She nodded numbly.
‘I can get them out of the country but I don't want to leave until he is safely behind the bar.' He added with barely concealed anger.
‘Thank you, Joseph. God bless you for me.' Ruth picked up his palm and patted it between her weathered one.
‘I will take my leave now. Lizzy, get your butt back to Lagos tomorrow morning.' Joseph told her as he got to his feet.
‘Yes, sir.' She winked at him.
‘Please keep your phone close to you at all times, Mrs. Badmus. Try not to be in this house alone at any point in time. Good night.' He curtseyed briefly, turned on his heels and walked out.
***************
‘Wait, Joseph. I want to talk to you.' He was half-way down the staircase before Rebecca's voice stopped him. He paused and turned to face her in the dim yellow light. He watched her come down the staircase until she was a step above him and they were on eye level.
‘I want to thank you for flushing Ramsey out this way.' She paused and took a deep breath. ‘It must have cost you a fortune for the investigation and for everything.' Her lips tightened grimly.
‘You would rather slap me for interfering, right?' He stared into her eyes and she dropped her gaze. ‘Becky, I am not going to apologize for everything I have done. I will do it all over again if it makes life easier for you either you want it or not.' He told her with a smile.
‘You should have at least let me know.' Her voice came out sulky, instead of sharply as she had intended. He laughed softly as he cupped her cheek.
‘Ramsey is dangerous. He will come after you, Becky. I can move you and your mum over to Coker's house. You will be safe there.' He murmured against her lips. She stiffened and moved back.
‘I won't live my life that way, Joe. I need to face that idiot on my own ground. He has done enough damage in my life. I won't give him that kind of power over my life again.' She said solemnly. He sighed.
‘I know you won't agree. It is just a suggestion. I will pick the kids from school tomorrow and take them to the Coker house. Mum will stay with them.'
‘Thank you. I appreciate your assistance so much.'
‘You are welcome.' He pulled her into his arms and kissed her until she forgot about her environment. Her arms went around his neck and she clung to him, moaning deep in her throat.
‘Getting married is not going to be a bad idea, you know?' He teased in a husky voice.
‘I won't accept a proposal on a dark staircase,please. That reminds me. There is something I need to discuss with you.' She cleared her voice with a light cough.
‘It is late, Becky. You are tired. Go and in and relax. We will talk later.' He turned her around and patted her bum, playfully.
‘Go away.' She batted his hand away but she was smiling as she walked into the house.
‘So are you in the mood to talk to me now?' Elizabeth teased as she walked in.
‘Mum, please warn your daughter to leave me in peace or else she will get a serious beating this evening.' Rebecca tried without success to keep from smiling.
‘Hmm. Someone is in a good mood because they just get thoroughly kissed.' Elizabeth rolled her eyes skyward and followed her into her room, despite her glare.

***************
‘What were you doing in that hotel, Titi? Who was the lady with you?' Kingsley asked casually as he waited for her to shut down her system for the night. He had made it a habit to wait for her every evening to make sure she went home on time.
‘We went for a swim and to catch up on each other's lives. She is my friend.' She lifted her bag and inclined her head, indicating she was ready to leave.
‘I see. I have this weird feeling about the two of you. It is rare to see two women checking out of a hotel room at the same time.' His voice trailed off as he pulled her door closed behind her and looked around casually as they moved through the empty store.
‘What kind of feeling?' Her voice was challenging as she spared him a cold smile.
‘Titi, are you into women?' He stopped to face her squarely.
‘What if I am?' She looked down her nose at him.
‘That will be too bad because I am really into you. I like your personality and admire your mind. I would want the chance to know if we can have a committed relationship between us.' He stepped closer to her.
Her jaw dropped in surprise.
‘Ah! I am a very weird woman, Kings. I think you should look for another woman to engage in a steady relationship.' There was real panic in her eyes as she stepped back hastily.
‘Calm down, Titi. I won't do anything to harm you. Do you like me? Are you comfortable with me as a man?' He took her hand gently in his and rubbed the cold palm within his own.
‘You are good looking. I like your person but I don't think I am ready for a relationship.' She flexed her palm, looking everywhere except his face.
‘We will take it at your pace then. Give me a chance and I promise I am not going to disappoint you.' He tipped her chin up to meet his gaze.
‘Kings, I am going to disappoint you. I really don't want to spoil our fragile friendship. I am..was a lesbian and I am still in therapy.' She looked miserable as she looked into his eyes.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged her closely. She stiffened at first before she gradually relaxed and hugged him back.
‘Give us a chance, Titi. You will be fine.' He drew back and touched her cheek lightly.
‘Thank you for not judging me.' She smiled at him and squeezed his hand.
‘I am not a saint. No one is perfect.' He shrugged as he put his arm casually around her shoulder as they walked out of the store.
**************

Joseph was in the middle of a meeting when his phone beeped a message. He checked the message and his blood seemed to freeze in his vein.
He murmured a hasty ‘Excuse me' to the room in general and rushed out of the boardroom. Afolake and Olayemi's worried gazes followed him out of the room but none of them stood up from their seats.
Joseph tried Rebecca's number as he ran to the elevators but it was switched off. He swore and headed for the staircase. Fear pumped adrenalin into his blood and he got to the ground floor without gasping for breath.
One of the security men ran to open the car door for him but he waved him away.
‘Go and open the damn gate fast.' He growled at him as he jumped into his car and gunned it into reverse.
‘Yes, sir.' The security guy ran to do as he was ordered. The gate had barely slid open before Joseph shot through it and drove like someone who was pursued by the devil.
***************

Rebecca's shift ended that afternoon. She had promised Joseph to check on the kids that afternoon but her phone battery was dead. She was tired and famished. She had forgotten it in her handbag.
She decided at the last moment to go home and charge it with a generator. She would refuel and go visiting towards evening time. She missed the kids desperately.
There was no light at home as she had expected. The curse of this dreadful country we live in, she thought as she dropped her handbag in the sitting room and headed for the kitchen.
She slowed down immediately she walked in. She turned around in a circle as she had a feeling something was not quite right. Nothing was amiss, at least not at a glance.
She was heading for the balcony to put on the generator when she heard a rustle behind her. She swirled around and gasped when her husband straightened up.
‘Hi, Becky.' He smiled at her as he leaned against her cooker. Her lips tightened with grimness as she noted that he looked good.
Bastard! He has finished spending my father's money, she fumed inwardly.
‘Hello, Ramsey.' Her voice was hostile.

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TWIST OF FATE: #27

‘What is the problem, Lizzy?' Joseph sat up, making no attempt to cover his nudity.
‘You, dog! You have the audacity to sleep with my sister! You are so full of shit.' She glared down at him with contempt.
‘Lizzy, calm down. I know you think you are in love with Joseph but…' Rebecca stopped abruptly when her sister gave her a resounding slap on her face.
‘You know I love him. Damn you, bitch. You couldn't stand him when he was a mere driver. Hell, you warn me away from him. Now you are spreading your thighs for him because he is rich. You are disgusting!' Elizabeth spat into her face, even as tears blurred her vision.
Rebecca flinched and shrank back.
Joseph dragged Elizabeth by the front of her t-shirt and pulled her up until she could see the pupils of his eyes. Fear clogged her throat as she whimpered. She had never seen him so angry.
‘Thank your stars I don't raise my hands to women. If I do, I would have beaten the hell out of you. If you ever raise your hand to Becky again, I will put you on my thighs and spank your bum until they are sore. What the hell do you think you are doing? What right do you have over me?' He paused and she nodded numbly. ‘You are not my type. I can never sleep with you, talk less of dating or marrying you. I love your sister and I am going to marry her. Is that clear?' She gasped at that.
‘Let her go please.' Rebecca said in a dull voice. She tugged ineffectually on Joseph's arms but it was as rigid as an iron.
‘Get out, spoilt bitch. I don't ever want to see your ugly face again in my life.' He dropped her abruptly and she stumbled backward.
‘I hate you, Becky. I will never forgive you for this.' She glared at her sister before she turned around and walked out of the house. The door slammed behind her. Rebecca flinched.
Joseph dressed up in silence and picked up his car key.
‘So she doesn't know we had an affair before you got married?' He asked curiously.
‘Don't even go there. Am I supposed to be proud of being attracted to another man when I was engaged to be married?' She glared coldly at him. He nodded his understanding.
‘I will bring the kids back tomorrow evening.' He told her on his way to the door.
‘Don't worry. I will come and pick them up.' She told him flippantly. He turned around to face her.
‘Becky, I don't know what is going through your mind now. I have never slept with your sister neither have I given her the impression I am interested in her. I have lost you once. I won't allow it to happen again because of one spoilt kid's misplaced sense of entitlement.' He said through gritted teeth.
‘Damn you, Joseph. She is my only sister. She has sold her body to feed this family when the going was tough. I won't allow you to come between us. I won't.' She glared angrily at him. He exhaled sharply.
‘Becky, I'm sorry you are hurt. We will discuss this another time.' He turned on his heels.
‘There is nothing to discuss. Just go away.' She waved him away.
‘I'm going but I will be back.' He walked out the door. The door slammed for the second time and she winced again.
***************

‘Your brother is an asshole, Titi.' Elizabeth told her bitterly.
They are both sitting on the swimming pool terrace of Whitefield hotels, seeping from a glass of tequila. They had spent the past few minutes swimming and their skin glistened with water.
‘You aren't a saint either. What did he do this time around?' Titi cocked an eyebrow at her.
She exhaled slowly as her hands shook and she put down the glass cup on the stool between them.
‘Was it that bad?'
‘He slept with my sister right inside our sitting room.' She hissed sharply.
‘Oh? Your sister is Becky, right?' She hides a smile behind her glass cup.
‘You don't sound surprised.' Elizabeth's eyes narrowed at her suspiciously.
‘Tell me exactly what happened.' She did. Tears licked from the side of her eyes and she dashed it away with her fingers.
‘I'm sorry you are hurt, Lizzy.' Titilola swung her legs and faced her. She nodded sharply.
‘Thank you.' She murmured.
‘I have something I need to show you.' Titilola brought out her phone, flicked through her gallery and handed it to her. ‘That is my brother and your nephew. Tell me your honest opinion.' She added softly.
‘Oh Lord of mercy! I don't want to believe this.' Elizabeth's eyes blurred and she felt faint. ‘How can Becky do this to me? I feel like a fool.' She murmured to herself as more tears fell.
‘Come off it, Lizzy. You had a huge crush on him, partly because you knew you can't have him but you don't love him. If you do, you won't be right here with me.' Titilola looked her straight in the eyes. Her gaze faltered and dropped away.
‘You know I am right. Give your sister a chance at happiness. She deserved it. If you truly love her the way you claim, you will give her all the support she needs.'' She took her hand in hers and rubbed it gently.
‘You made me feel like an unfeeling idiot.' She mumbled under her breath.
‘No, you are not unfeeling. You are a beautiful smart woman. You aim for your goal, irrespective of the obstacles and I admire that about you. Let him go into your heart so you will have the chance to meet and love your own man when he comes. Now give me that dazzling smile.' Titilola grinned at her and she found herself returning her smile.
‘You are a badass gel, I swear' Elizabeth grinned at her.
‘Let's get drunk and have some fun.' Titi winked at her. She laughed heartily.
***************

They were checking out of the hotel when someone called her name from behind. She froze before turning around like a zombie.
‘Good afternoon Mr. Wright.' Her smile was over-bright. Kingsley frowned at her. He couldn't remember the last time she had referred to him by his surname.
‘What are you doing here?' He frowned at her as before he glanced at his wristwatch. ‘I will see you later. I have an appointment now.' He hurried away.
‘Thank God.' Titilola's body sagged with relief.
‘Who is he?' Elizabeth asked curiously.
‘He is my boss. Let's get out of here before we meet someone else.' She took her arm and hurried out.
***************

‘The kids are fine, Rose. Caitlin is doing wonderfully well. Her new crush is Olatunji Coker, Joseph's nephew.' Rebecca was smiling as she kicked off her flat shoe. She just had a break and was cooling her feet from the hospital morning round.
‘I guess Tunji is close to her age then?' Rose rolled her eyes in exasperation.
‘You are right plus he is like a younger version of Joseph. The Coker's gene is quite a strong one.' She chuckled in amusement.
‘Just the way Michael is the mini version.' Rose blurted out. The sentence hung thick on the line.
‘What are you insinuating, Rose?' Rebecca sat upright in her seat.
‘Tell him the truth, Becky. He has a right to know before it is too late. I don't want you to lose him again.' Rose said worriedly.
‘He doesn't belong to me in the first place. I don't know the history he had with Elizabeth but he has caused a rift between us. Lizzy is my only sister. He belongs to whoever he belongs to.' Rebecca's voice was cold.
‘Elizabeth told me her version of what happened. Becky, we both know Lizzy is an incorrigible flirt. She has a weakness for good-looking men. We both love her but we shouldn't be blind to her fault.' Rose said in a firm voice which made her frown.
‘I will tell him at the first opportunity.' Becky sighed.
‘Thank you. I love you. Talk to you later.' Rose blew her a kiss before she put an end to the call.
***************

She has just finished attending to her walk-in patient and was about to go for her evening ward round when her office door opened. Elizabeth walked in.
‘I thought you have returned to Lagos.' Rebecca watched her sister closely. Elizabeth hasn't returned home since that day.
‘Yes, you are right but I am back again. Are you busy?' She looked at the lab coat, draped over her arm.
‘No, there is no emergency. I am just going on Ward round. How are you?' Rebecca sat down behind her desk.
‘I am okay. I thought we are more than sisters, we should be best of friends. You seem to trust Rose more than you trusted me.' Elizabeth leveled accusing eyes at her.
‘I'm sorry, Lizzy. It doesn't seem the way you think. I know you were attracted to Joseph back then but I thought it was just your usual crush and you have gotten over it. You stopped talking about him after sometimes.' Rebecca looked at her for confirmation.
‘That was because he won't give me a chance.' She shrugged ruefully.
‘Well, I was in a relationship with Ramsey but I was attracted to Joseph. I was ashamed of myself. In desperation, I asked him to marry me on my wedding eve but he refused.' She stared down at her fingers, feeling ashamed all over again.
‘Is Michael Joseph's son?' Rebecca's head snapped up at the question and she was surprised to see a malicious smile dancing on her sister's lips. ‘Please tell me Joseph is the father. I prefer him to that scumbag you married.'
‘You are such a crook, Lizzy.' She laughed heartily. ‘I have not done any DNA test to confirm his paternity but judging by the striking resemblance, I think Joseph is the father.' She added thoughtfully.
‘I don't know how I ever missed that resemblance. Joseph is a great guy.' Elizabeth sighed with envy. ‘Do you love him?' She asked after a moment.
‘I can learn to love him but for now, I find it difficult to allow any man into my heart. He is the only man I have been physically attracted to.' She shrugged ruefully.
‘Come to think of it, he couldn't stand my sight before you come into the country. All of a sudden, he started paying attention and looking out for me because he was attracted to my big sister.' She murmured to herself before looking up at her sister. ‘Is he good in bed?' She added in a stage whisper.
‘Get out of my office. I have patients to attend to. You are not serious.' She got to her feet with an embarrassed laugh.
‘Don't be a spoilsport. I know you have had sex with just two men in your life. In terms of body wracking orgasm, who gave you the best between the two?' Elizabeth blocked her path with twinkling eyes.
‘To be honest, Joseph gave me my first orgasm even without penetration. You can imagine what the sex would be like.' Rebecca met her gaze.
‘Explosive!' Elizabeth breathed. ‘I can just imagine. He is not escaping this family. I swear.' She pretended to hyperventilate as she clutched at her chest.
‘You are not serious. He can decide to settle down with someone else if he likes, it is his choice. I am sure he has a steady girlfriend before we met again.' Rebecca teased lightly, even as her heart tightened at the thought.
Elizabeth remembered Barbara and her lips tightened with displeasure.
‘No, I don't think so. He has done too much for this family to leave now.' She shook her head in denial, then her eyes widened as she observed Rebecca's narrowed gaze.
‘What exactly has he done for this family, Lizzy?' Rebecca spaced her words carefully.
‘That was not what I meant. I mean….' Her mind raced frantically as she thought of what to tell her sister. You are such a loose mouth, Lizzy. She chastised herself.
‘Elizabeth! Start talking. Now.' Rebecca said sharply.
‘Well, I work with the Coker Automobile in Lagos. He was the one who used his father's influence to get you an appointment with UITH.' She straightened up and looked squarely at her sister.
‘I see. Was Rose aware of this?' Rebecca's mouth tightened with displeasure as something else took root in her mind.
‘No, she is not.' Elizabeth lied smoothly. ‘But why are you angry, Becky?' She asked in a puzzled voice.
‘Do I look like I am angry?' Rebecca's voice was cold.
‘It is obvious you are angry. Would you rather I continue selling my body to feed the family than to get a decent job through an old friend? I kept it away from you because I knew you will react this way.'
‘Shut it, Lizzy. I am not a charity case to anyone neither do I need a knight in shining armor in my life.' She glared at her sister.
‘It is your cup of tea, Becky. I am not going to resign because of your misplaced ego. You can decide to resign and starve the poor kid. If he has looked at me just once and see me as a woman, I would gladly die at his feet.' She gave her a pitying look.
‘Get out, Lizzy, before we both say something we will both regret.' Rebecca's voice was rigidly controlled.
Elizabeth picked up her handbag and walked out of her voice. Rebecca exhaled sharply but she couldn't keep her temper down.

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TWIST OF FATE: #26

‘I can't stop staring at this cold stones. They are so beautiful.' Rose stared down at the Cartier box of jewelry in her hand with undisguised pleasure. They just checked into their hotel room in the ancient part of Rome, in Italy for their honeymoon. She sat on the bed and admired the winking diamond stones.
‘I don't know why women always drool over jewelry, especially when it is very expensive.' Alex glared at her but couldn't help admiring it, even as it annoyed him immensely.
‘You are just jealous because you can't afford it.' She laughed softly as she snapped it shut and tucked it into her handbag.
‘The guy is sure loaded. It is a great pity I admire and like him a lot. I won't allow any man to buy jewelry for my wife in future. It is too risky.' He grumbled good-naturedly, even as a smile tugged at his lips. She elbowed him lightly.
‘He is very rich, Alexi. He sponsored Becky and Michael's trip down to the cab fare they took to my house. He also took on Caitlin without another thought. He used to be their family driver.' She shook her head at the irony of life. Alex sighed a little bit with envy.
‘He is one lucky dude. Is Becky aware he was the one who sponsored their trip?' Her new husband gave her a curious look but she ducked her head.
‘Not really. She thought we met for the first time at the mall. Well, that was the first time we were meeting physically but we have spoken several times before we met. He is truly crazy about Becky.' She sighed solemnly.
‘I am not surprised she is not aware. She strikes as a young woman with a great deal of pride and dignity. It may backfire when she finds out though. I hope you are ready for that?' He stretched out on the bed beside her, still fully clothed.
‘I will handle her when the time comes. She is crazy about Joseph but she finds it difficult to let go because of her husband. The idiot destroys her trust in men.' Rose hissed angrily.
‘Life happens to us all. She needs to step out on her faith and believe in men again.' Alex smiled ruefully as he closed his eyes. He was so tired.
‘You won't believe they almost made love in my room on my wedding day? I wanted to get my veil and shoes but wasn't sure where I kept them. I knocked and walked in but they were oblivious to my presence I left the room and called her name to get her attention.' She grinned down at him. He chuckled in amusement.
‘He is a sharp dude. Who is Michael's father by the way?' He opened his eyes to look at her and watched color rise in her cheeks.
‘It is Becky who can answer that question. She is a married woman and her husband….' Her voice trailed off at the warning look in her husband's eyes. He sat up in bed to face her.
‘You are playing with fire, Rose. If you truly love your friend, you will advise her to say the truth and let the poor guy know he is a father already. Damn, he loves that kid already. Why will you be keeping such information secret? It is obvious to anyone with a sight.' Alex's voice was low with anger.
‘I know. I'm sure she will do so at the first opportunity.' She made a mental note to approach the subject with Rebecca.
‘I hope so. Caitlin is having her first crush by the way. I hope she will be willing to come back when the time comes.' Alex teased as he nuzzled her neck.
‘Teenage crush is so pathetic. I can't believe I went through that stage in my life. She hangs on Joseph's words as if it is law. She has vowed she will marry a Nigerian man.' She groaned loudly but her eyes were dancing with amusement.
‘He is too good-looking for an African man.' He tucked his tongue in his cheek.
‘You are a damn racist, Alex.' She glared at him mockingly.
‘You are right. That is for buying my wife an expensive trinket.' He grinned at her.
‘You are such a clown. We need to visit Nigeria one of these days.' She cupped his cheek and kissed him fully on the mouth.
‘Anything you want, love.' He murmured huskily as he rubbed his lips against hers, sliding his hand into her sweater to caress her skin. She sighed contentedly.
***************

‘Kingsley, Can I have your thought about the store sales so far?' Naomi sat back in her seat, ready to listen. The year was coming to an end and they just concluded an end-of-the-year meeting with the entire employees.
‘There was a significant increase in sales on a monthly basis. That is obvious from the monthly report. Of course, we can do better as I am already working on different strategies to get us to the next level.' He paused slightly.
‘What about the children and ladies section? It is relatively new, I know but do you think the units have potentials.' She frowned slightly.
‘Yes, it is new but sales have been coming been coming in steadily. Lola has been working her butt out to get that unit moving and she is making progress on daily basis. I need to give it to her. She is usually the first person to get in here to make sure everything is in order and doesn't leave until the last person has gone home. She hovered over every delivery like a mother hen and personally checked it out to ensure everything is in order. The women admired her and the kids love her. ' He stated in a matter of fact tone.
‘I'm glad to hear that. Please let me have the report before the close of the day. How are your siblings?' She asked with a smile.
‘They are doing very well. Our last girl is getting married in a two months time. I can't believe she has grown so much.' He shook his head in disbelieve as he got to his feet.
‘That is Jessica, right? Let me have the invitation card as soon as it is out. I need to see the beautiful bride.' She grinned at him.
‘Thank you, ma'am.' He curtseyed before he turned to leave the office.
***************

‘When are you going home?' Titilola jumped at the voice. She looked up from the system and peered at him.
‘I will go very soon. I want to file our last order and placed a call to Margareta, the head of our clothing line in London. Has the store close?' She typed away on the laptop for several moments.
‘The store closed two hours ago. It is past eleven, Lola. Shut down and let's go home.' Kingsley strolled forward.
‘Wow! How time flies! Let me quickly complete this order and I will shut down.' Her mouth gaped open when he slammed shut her laptop and picked up her handbag.
‘Let's go home, Lola. It is late. You can continue whatever you are doing tomorrow.' He stared down at her.
‘What is your business with the time I go home, Kingsley? I may report to you but you have no right over my life.' She put her hand on her hips challengingly.
‘As your direct supervisor, I am ordering you to go home. We need healthy, well-rested employee to move the business forward. So may we go or I will have to carry you?' He raised an eyebrow at her. Her mouth opened and closed but no word came out as she stared at him.
‘How dare you, your egoistic idiot!' She found her voice at last.
‘Move your ass, Coker. We are running late.' He put his hand on the small of her back to propel her forward. He pulled her door closed as they move out.
‘Get your hand off me.' She hissed as she marched past him out of the eerily silent store.
Kingsley spoke briefly to the security guard on duty before he followed her to the main road.
‘Where is your car?' He asked quietly.
‘I didn't bring it today. I need to change the battery but I keep postponing it until it refuses to start this morning.' She shrugged and tried not to look scared. Everywhere was so quiet.
‘Today is Sunday. You know the way our town is. Get in, I will drop you.' He strolled towards his car and she followed behind him.
‘Thank you.' She looked down at her hands as he started the car.
‘You are welcome.' He moved unto the main road.
‘I apologize for my rudeness to you. It was uncalled for and you didn't deserve it.' She swallowed hard as she said stiffly. He gave her a glance and laughed ruefully.
‘Apologies accepted. Don't sweat it. Give me the direction to your house.' He smiled as she rattled off Naomi's residential address. She picked up her bag and felt her phone vibrating in it.
'20 missed calls? Joseph will have my hide. I am in trouble.' She exclaimed in horror as she stared at the phone. It rang again and she picked it up.
‘Where the hell are you? I am at the store. I was told you left with some guy.' Joseph's voice exploded in her ear. She winced slightly.
‘I'm sorry, Opemiposi. Kingsley gave me a ride. He is the store manager. We are home already.' She glanced apologetically at Kingsley who winked back. He pulled up in front of her house.
‘Go inside and give the phone to mum. I want to talk to her. She is waiting in the sitting room.' Joseph ended the call abruptly. She rolled her eyes in exasperation.
‘He wants to know if I am truly home. Thank you for the ride.' She jumped out of the car in a hurry.
‘I'm going to love meeting your brother. He is a smart guy.' Kingsley chuckled in amusement.
‘Go away. You are all the same, choking us with your macho protection.' She waved him away but she was smiling as she walked through the gate.
He waited till she disappeared into the compound before driving away.
He kept thinking about her as he prepared for bed that evening. You better don't get involved with the boss's daughter; he reprimanded himself as he closed his eyes and dropped off to sleep

***************
‘Opemi wants to talk to you.' Her phone rang immediately she walked in. She rolled her eyes as she gave it to Naomi and flopped unto the seat beside her.
‘She is home. See you later, dear.' Naomi said quietly, listened and put an end to the call.
‘Why did you give us such a scare?' Naomi asked quietly.
‘I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was that late until Kingsley came to bully me out of the office. Forgive me.' She wound her arms around her waist and hugged tight. Naomi exhaled softly.
‘Don't ever do that again, Titi. Your dinner is in the kitchen.' Naomi got to her feet.
‘Thank you, mama.' She grinned at her as she headed for the kitchen.
‘Was it Kingsley who dropped you off?' Naomi turned to face her as an afterthought.
‘Yes. He was the one who dropped me at the gate. He annoyed me initially but I realized he was right.' She shrugged as she turned back and disappeared into the kitchen.
Naomi's lips turned up into a smile as she headed for her room.
***************

The doorbell rang consistently. Rebecca cursed fervently as she stumbled from the bedroom and glared at the front door as if it was responsible for waking her up.
It was her off day. Her mother has already gone to her shop without waking her up. She had dropped the kids off at Joseph's place the previous evening so that she could spend the whole day, sleeping.
‘Who the hell is there?' She asked coldly, swaying on her feet.
‘Becky, open the door before I break it down.' It was Joseph. She hissed as she marched over and jerked the door open.
‘What the hell are you doing here?' She growled at him as she watched him walked past her into the house.
‘I woke you up. I'm sorry.' He smiled as he took in her rumpled appearance in shorts and camisole.
‘You have not answered my question. Where are the kids by the way?' She went to lie down on the longest sofa, with her big bum wriggling upward provocatively. His groin ached as he stared at her backside.
‘We went to meet a client this morning but the meeting didn't last as long as I expect, so I decided to check on you. The kids are with mother. I am sure she is taking them to Granny's place this afternoon. The Coker house has more space than ours. It also has a pool and other playthings. They will be fine. ' He went to sit beside her.
‘I hope your grandma will not mind? Who is the client you went to meet?' Her voice was slurred with sleep.
He chuckled richly. He will be damn if he will allow her to fall asleep in his presence.
‘I'm sure you are not interested in the detail right now.' He smiled as he ran his hand up her side under the camisole, feeling her soft skin.
‘Stop it please.' She wiggled and tried to jerk away. He stood up and flipped her onto her back.
‘Go away, Joseph. I need to sleep.' She mumbled as she forced her eyes open.
‘Hmmm. You look delicious.' He stretched beside her and nuzzled her neck. He lifted her camisole and caressed her bare breasts. She moaned.
‘That is my baby.' He crooned as his calloused thumb rubbed over nipples. It tightened and hardened into a pebble. Her arms went around his neck and they rolled unto the rug.
‘I want you.' Her voice came out in a whisper as he pulled the camisole over her head and flung it away.
‘Thank God.' He murmured fervently. They were over each other in a flash, tugging at clothes, caressing and kissing in between until they were both naked.
He straddled her and entered her in one smooth movement. They sighed in unison and it was a whirlwind passion which took them over the edge. Then they lay in each other‘s arms, sated for now.
***************

Rebecca was snuggled in Joseph's arms, sated and contented. She was already dozing off when she heard the door opened and closed in the distance.
‘Becky, how dare you do this to me?' Elizabeth's shrieking voice jolted Becky out of her blissful state. She sat upright and stared at her sister.


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TWIST OF FATE: #25

‘This man keeps getting on my nerves. He just doesn't listen to simple reasoning.' Titilola stormed into Naomi's office and slumped unto the visitor's sofa in exasperation.
Naomi looked up from the novel she was reading and grinned at her step-daughter.
‘I am assuming you are referring to Kingsley Wright, my capable manager?' She teased lightly. Titilola scowled at her.
Kingsley Wright was a young man she used to know when she was selling provisions in a small shop at the new market. He worked as a driver/delivery guy for an upcoming detergent company. He was jovial and friendly and was able to persuade her to start ordering his company's products which turned out to be of high quality. She eventually learned he was a graduate, an orphan with two younger siblings he was responsible for. He was also a part-time marketer for the same company. This allowed him to earn extra cash for all the products he was able to sell on his own.

He was sitting at the reception of Tuyil pharmaceuticals, waiting for the opportunity to see the Human Resource manager and submit his resume. Naomi was on her way out, having just concluded a meeting with the head of Sales and Marketing unit, Mr. Arowosaye when she saw him. She recognized him immediately.
‘Kings, what are you doing here?' She smiled as she approached him.
‘Good afternoon ma'am. I came to submit my resume. My company downsized and I was affected.' He curtseyed with a warm smile. ‘You look good.' He added almost immediately. She laughed softly.
‘Thank you. Can you come with me now if you have the chance or you would rather come tomorrow?' She held out her card to him.
‘I will come with you if I won't be a bother. Thank you. God bless you.' He prayed fervently as he hurried after her.
She needed a store manager when they met and she employed him without looking at his resume. She had never regretted her action.
***************

‘So what is the issue this time around?' Naomi asked with a smile.
‘I'm in charge of the ladies and children section. He won't even give me a free reign. He kept insisting I'm not experienced enough to handle the unit on my own. How dare he?' She glared at the door as if the man had just materialized.
‘Titi dear, you have to admit he is more experienced than you are. If you really want to know what this business is all about, you need humility and ability to control your emotions, no matter the situation.' Naomi told her quietly.
‘Are you on his side, mama mi?'Titilola's eye narrowed at her as she sat up in the chair. Naomi laughed softly.
‘Come here, girl.' She patted the space beside her on the love seat. Titilola stood up and went to sit down beside her grudgingly. She put her arms around her shoulders companionably.
‘If you want to be respected and appreciated for your effort, you have to earn it by being submissive, humble and even-tempered. When you do, you will have the opportunity to see your ideas and dreams come to reality without anyone questioning you.' Naomi looked down at her upturned face. Titilola sighed heavily and studied her fingers.
‘You are right, ma'am. I will try not to be a spoilt brat again.' She smiled ruefully as she glanced up at the older woman.
‘It is okay, dear. You are still learning. It is glad I am that a man is alive that can ruffle your feather apart from Joseph.' Naomi smiled at her.
‘He just gets on my nerves. Ruffle my feather ke? They never born that man oo.' She scowled as she got to her feet and flounced out of her office.
Naomi laughed heartily as she picked up her novel and continued from where she stopped.
***************

Rebecca was settling into her seat with her sleepy super-excited kid beside her. She had tucked their hand luggage unto the space allocated to them and made sure they were sitting not too far from the toilet in case her son needed to ease himself.
‘When is the plane taking off, mum?' He asked excitedly, even as his voice was slurred with sleep.
‘We will be in the air any moment from now but I am sure you will be sleeping by then.' Rebecca grinned into his sleepy eyes. She was still pinching herself to be sure she wasn't dreaming. She promised to pin Roseline in a corner at the first opportunity and dragged every secret out of her.
True to her word, she had sent Ramsey's address in the U.S.A and arranged her travel plans. She was traveling in a business class cabin with her son to Manchester. She hadn't even flown in that cabin when her father was alive! An involuntary grin spread across her face.
‘I don't want to fall asleep.' He whined sleepily.
‘Sleep little one. The journey will be boring. When you wake up, we will be out of Nigeria.' She grinned down at him and he grinned back.
‘I love you, mum' He whispered as his eyes drifted closed.
‘I love you too, son.' She bent to kiss his cheek.
‘Please kiss me goodnight too.' A familiar voice teased from behind her. She stiffened slightly before she turned around and looked at the man standing beside her.
‘Joseph! What are you doing here?' She screamed before she covered her mouth when a few head turned to give her a disapproving look.
The plane lurched slightly as it started taxing down the runaway and he lurched forward slightly, careening into her.
‘Damn, I almost missed the flight. This week has been overwhelming. I'm so glad to get away.' He sighed as he held her away and spread his legs to balance himself. He stowed his hand luggage above them.
‘You are on vacation?' She asked curiously as she took her seat. He took the seat beside her and sighed.
‘Yes. I am going to enjoy every moment of it.' He vowed to himself. She laughed heartily.
They talked and laughed and were just dozing off when they had to disembark for the connecting flight. Michael slept throughout while Joseph carried him as they passed through immigration. Joseph put them in a taxi, paid the cab driver and sent them on their way. He took another taxi to his hotel room.
***************
Michael woke up on their way to Roseline's apartment and peered out through the window in curiosity.
‘It is very cold.' He whispered into his mother's ear.
‘Yes, it is. We are no longer in Nigeria.' His mother smiled at him.
‘This is so cool. So we are going to see Aunt Roseline and her sister, Caitlin, right?' He pressed his face to the window, trying to take in all the sight at once.
‘That is right. We are almost there.' Rebecca brought out her cell phone and dialed a number.
‘I'm waiting outside the apartment.' Roseline's laughing voice cut through the phone.
The cab turned a corner and a blonde could be seen outside the tall blocks of the apartment, waving her hands up and down.
‘Ya friend‘s sure eager to see ya.' The cabman's amused voice reached her as he pulled up in front of the building, a few feet from the excited woman.
‘Yes, it has been a long time' Rebecca's English accent thickened but she was grinning widely. She threw the car door open and jumped out before the cabman could open it for her.
The two women flew into each other's arms and hugged tightly, rocking from side to side.
‘I miss you.' Roseline's voice ached with unshed tears but she was smiling.
‘I miss you more, my rose.' They disengaged and grinned foolishly at each other.
‘Com and take this little man out of the cold, young woman.' The cabman loaded their luggage on the sidewalk.
‘This must be Michael. Hi love.' Roseline scooped him up with a smile and followed the cabman into her apartment building while Rebecca followed behind with the hand luggage.
***************

Joseph ran into Becky and Roseline in the shopping mall on his way from Coker office, London branch and got invited to the wedding formally. He was also invited to Alex's bachelor eve party. The eve party had gone extremely well, full of fun and dirty trick and women and lots of drinks to go around.
He returned to his hotel room at dawn to prepare for the wedding reception and party. He took a short nap, showered and dressed up before he drove over to Roseline's apartment in his rented car to see her before they moved to the church.
He mentioned his name to the security man on duty and was buzzed through to the apartment.
‘Hi, Uncle Joe.' Michael left the dining table where he was taking his breakfast to hug him exuberantly.
‘How are you, cupcake?' He lifted him up and dropped a kiss on his pouted lips.
‘I'm fine. That is Caitlin, Aunt Roseline's sister.' He scrambled down to pull the shy girl forward.
‘Hi.' The little girl flashed him a shy smile.
‘Hello, beautiful. How are you this morning?' He tugged playfully at her pigtail as he grinned down at her.
‘I am fine. How come you are fair in complexion? I thought Nigerian men are black.' She peered at him from beneath her blond eyebrow.
‘Well, we are blacks but not all of us have a black complexion in the literary sense.' He smiled at her, hoping she understood his answer.
‘Michael is fair too. He looks like you. Are you his father?' She asked curiously, looking from one to the other. Joseph felt a curious pang in his chest as he looked down at the little boy.
‘No, he is not my daddy. My daddy ran away from us. I am glad he is gone because he makes my mum cry in the night.' Michael shook his head vigorously in denial. Joseph's eyes narrowed in anger.
‘He made your mummy cry?' He asked in a casual voice. Michael nodded. Joseph swore beneath his voice. Caitlin stared at him in fascination, her young heart fluttering in her chest.
‘Are you going to protect Michael and Becky? I like both of them a lot.' She looked up at him with adoring eyes.
‘I will try my best. Go and finish your breakfast. I want to see the bride before she leaves for church.' He took their hands and led them back to the dining table.
‘She should be in her room with a couple of her friends, dressing up. We are waiting for Becky to come and dress us up for the church.' Caitlin informed him as she sat down.
‘Thank you, beautiful. I will be right back.' Joseph planted a kiss on her cheek and strolled away.
Caitlin blushed furiously as she raised her palms to her hot cheeks and Michael grinned at her.
***************

Joseph moved towards the sound of muted voices but got confused as he stared down the corridor. He was standing, directly opposite a room while there was another one at the end of the corridor. Both doors were closed. He knocked gently on the first door, consistently before he eased the door open a crack. Becky came out of the bathroom, droplets of water running down her body and a towel around her middle. His mouth watered and his hormone started humming as he pushed the door open and stepped in.
‘Joseph, what are you doing here?' Rebecca nearly jumped out of her skin when she spotted him by the door.
‘I came to drop Roseline's gift before she leaves for the church.' His gaze openly caressed her from her face to her bare legs. Her feet curled on the warm rug and she held on to her towel with a hand unconsciously.
‘She is dressing up in the other room. I need to do the same so I can get the kids ready for church. Where is the gift?' She took an involuntary step backward, even as she held out her hand. He opened his blazers and brought out a box. It was a well-wrapped Cartier box of jewelry.
‘This is too much, Joseph.' Rebecca knew without opening the box that it contained a set of jewelry.
‘Please open it and let me know if she is going to like it.' He demanded anxiously as he closed the distance between them. She opened the wrap carefully and gasped at the set of diamond wrist-watch, earrings, and neck chain winking at her.
‘It is beautiful' she breathed fervently as she stared down at it before she looked up at him. He was staring at her mouth. ‘She will love it. Thank you.' She smiled at him. He heaved a visible sigh of relieve.
‘Thank God for that. You women are the most complicated creatures I ever come across.' He grinned as he stepped closer and cupped her cheek.
‘You are not serious. Get away from me.' She laughed lightly as she tried to move away. He took the box from her hand, snapped it close and threw it on the bed.
‘Let's get this out of the way.' His voice was husky as he kissed her fully on the lips. She stiffened briefly as she laid her hands on his chest to push him away. He rubbed his lips over hers, lightly till it softened beneath his.
She sighed inaudibly as she kissed him back. Her hands went around his neck and she pressed her body against his in total surrender. His tenuous hold on his control snapped as he kissed her greedily and hungrily, his hands all over her body.
He tugged at the towel and it slithered down her body. The awareness took rot in her mind and she tried to break the kiss.
He swept her up and laid her on the bed.
‘Becky, I miss you. You are beautiful.' He groaned as he licked her earlobe, the tip of his finger carving a map over her neck, throat and the curve of her breast. Her nipples tightened and she moaned involuntarily.
‘Becky, Are you ready?' There was a sharp knock on the door as Roseline's voice penetrated the fog of passion between them.
They both groaned collectively and went very still. Joseph buried his face in the curve of her throat and tried to still his pounding heartbeat.
‘I will be out in a moment.' Becky answered but her voice was husky and she coughed to clear it.
‘Please bring my box of veil when you are coming.' Roseline's voice receded as she walked away.
‘I need to get dressed for church.' She murmured quietly, He stared down at her face for several seconds before giving himself a mental shake.
‘Where will Caitlin stay when the couple leaves for honeymoon?' He asked quietly. She frowned in confusion.
‘I don't know. We were discussing it the other time. Roseline is her only relative. Her father's family doesn't care about her existence. I think they are thinking of canceling out the honeymoon plan if they can't think of anywhere for her to stay while they are away.' Her voice was sad as she looked away.
‘You don't want to take her with you? I am sure the honeymoon can't be more than two weeks.' He frowned at her. She sighed sadly.
‘I want to take her with me. I wish to but I can't afford it.' She glared briefly at him. He was silent for a while.
‘I don't know how fast her visa can be arranged. She can stay with you while I handle the bill. She can't be that much of a liability, right?' He teased lightly.
‘Are you sure?' Hope flared in her eyes.
‘Get dressed. The bride is waiting.' He grinned as he lifted himself up, picked up the gift and walked out without another word.
Rebecca exhaled slowly as she sat up in bed and reached slowly for her towel that was still on the rug. Her mind acknowledged the fact that they had nearly made love and her body craved for it desperately. She sighed longingly and started preparing for church.

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TWIST OF FATE: #24

The sun was streaming into his room through the open curtains the next time he opened his eyes. He raised sleepy eyes to the wall clock. It was 7.45am.
‘Jesus Christ!' He jumped out of bed and looked around frantically. The little boy was not in bed. He picked up his t-shirt and ran out of his room. He followed the sound of voices to the kitchen.
Michael was finishing a cup of coco pops at the kitchen table when he walked in. He was fully dressed in his school Friday wear and his school and food bags were on the floor. He was chatting non-stop to Naomi who was just cleaning the kitchen sink.
‘Thank you, Mum. You are a lifesaver. Becky would have had my head this morning.' He breathed a sigh of relieve.
‘You are welcome.' Naomi grinned at him, even though her eyes were full of questions.
‘Good morning cupcake. Hope you slept well?' Joseph bent beside the little boy.
‘Good morning, Uncle Joe. Yes, I did.' He flung his arms around his neck in an affectionate hug. Joseph's throat constricted. ‘I like your mummy. Can I really call her Gran?' He whispered but Naomi heard him. She picked up her phone and took their pictures together.
‘Let me see it, gran. I love pictures.' Michael ran over to peek at the phone. Naomi grinned as she crouched for him to see the pictures of him and Joseph.
‘It is great. It is time for school or else you will be late.' Naomi picked up his school bag and put it on his back.
Joseph picked up his food bag and strolled out with his little hand tucked securely in his. ‘Are you taking me to school in your car, Uncle Joe?' He was asking excitedly as he hopped beside him.
Naomi didn't hear his response but she sighed as she stared down at the pictures.
***************
‘Naomi, you have been sighing repeatedly and pretending to sleep. What is the problem?' Olayemi sat up in bed and turned on the bedside lamp. He stared at her back.
‘I'm sorry for keeping you awake.' She gave him an apologetic smile as she sat up too.
‘What is it?' He ignored her apologies. His look turned into confusion when she picked up her phone and flipped through her gallery.
‘What does this picture says to you?' She asked him when she gave him the phone. He stared at it in silence for several minutes.
‘I know what you are seeing but looks alone do not determine the paternity of a child.' He began tentatively, glancing at her.
‘Really?' She raised an eyebrow at him.
‘Well, it is part of it. Why are you worrying about it, dear? Time will take care of everything.' He pulled her into his embrace.
‘You don't get it, Ola mi. He is completely ignorant simply because he doesn't believe she will keep such a thing as a secret from him. This fragile relationship will break into pieces if he finds out by chance. I'm worried about both of them.' The worry was evidenced on her creased brow.
‘Quit worrying, Ife. There is nothing you can do about it. If they are meant to be, they will find their way to each other's heart.' He kissed her brow. ‘Don't interfere either. It is none of your business.' He warned mildly. She laughed and snuggled against him.
***************
‘What exactly is going on, Joseph? Why have you been avoiding me?' Barbara placed her bag in the middle of his table and glared at him with a hand on her curved hips.
Joseph sighed inaudibly. He cursed the fate that had brought him to their Lagos branch this week. That fate was his father and canny Grannie. The motor parts assembling branch of the Coker's group of company was undergoing some internal issues. He studied mechanical engineering because he loved machines, especially cars. Olayemi was aware of this and had transferred him temporarily to the Lagos branch on automatic promotion to senior partner. The package has been too sweet to resist and his father knew it. Willy old man, he thought in weary resignation.
‘I'm sorry, sweet. I have been quite busy.' He looked at her with a boyish grin. He had met Barbara a few weeks before the attack on his life at a conference. It had been a short sizzling affair but he enjoyed her body and mind immensely. He still admired it in the clinging grey pants trouser and white silk shirt she wore. She was a junior executive in an advertising company.
‘Hmm. What happened to your face?' He could tell she was already forgiving him as he came to stand in front of his desk, her unique scent tantalizing his nostril.
‘I had an accident but I am fine now.' He grinned as he got to his feet and hoisted her unto his table. Her legs curled around his waist.
‘Aw! You didn't tell me. I would have come to visit and take care of you.' She pouted her small lips in disapproval and he placed a kiss on it.
‘I am sorry, dear.' He nuzzled her neck and hugged her against him.
‘Joseph, please can you go through this report for me?' The door opened abruptly as Elizabeth strode in without knocking. She gaped in absolute shock that rapidly turned to anger. She worked as personal assistant for the operation manager of the assembling plant.
‘How can I help you, Lizzy?' Joseph raised his head without releasing Barbara who was turned around in disapproval at the rude intrusion.
‘What the hell is going on here? Who is she by the way?' Elizabeth threw down the report on the office table and glared at her.
‘Who are you, madam secretary? Why did you think you can barge in here without knocking?' Barbara pushed away from Joseph and faced her squarely. Joseph looked from one to the other in absolute confusion.
‘This is my man. I knew him when he was nothing. You heard me right. Don't you dare think you can snatch him from me when he is all clean up and rich.Get the hell away from here and don't ever come back. You are a Useless gold digging bitch!' Elizabeth sneered at her, shoving aggressively into her face. He groaned as he covered his face.
‘Go and tell that story to punch. It will earn you some much-needed cash. You are nothing but a low life secretary who slept her way to become personal assistant. Will you get out of here before you lose your job?' Barbara told her scathingly.
‘Shut up! The two of you should shut up and get out of my life.' He ordered coldly. They both turned to gape at him in disbelieve.
‘Get out or I will call the security for you two.' He reached for the phone. Barbara hissed as she picked up her bag and strode out, almost colliding with some employees who were eavesdropping at the door.
‘Joseph, I am sorry.' Elizabeth began as she lingered in the doorway.
‘You disappoint me, Lizzy. Get out of my office and close the door.' He turned away from her. She looked miserable as she went back to her office.
***************
‘I have never been so embarrassed and humiliated in my life.' Joseph mumbled as he navigated his way out of the airport traffic.
‘You are the ladies men.' Andrew roared with laughter at the miserable expression on his friend's face. It was his first trip out of the country, after his honeymoon vacation, making it the second time he would be leaving the country.
Joseph groaned loudly and refused to respond to the taunt.
‘Go and get married, young man. Marriage is sweet. I am talking from experience.' He teased as he slapped him on the back playfully.
‘Shut up. Is it because you are getting bleeped regularly? I still have the advantage of sampling different pussies.' He glared mockingly at her.
‘Different pussies come with different troubles. Stop playing around and stick to one. By the way, how is Becky's mum?' Andrew opened bottled water and drank deeply.
‘She is fine. She has been discharged and Michael has gone back home. I miss him dreadfully. I am suspecting mum missed him more. She kept giving me all these knowing looks. I just ignore her.' He shrugged ruefully.
‘She needs grandchildren, Joseph. Nothing is stopping you from giving her one. That reminds me. Bella is 3 months pregnant.' Andrew was nearly blushing as he grinned widely.
‘Congratulations, man. You are a sharpshooter. Damn, I am going to be a godfather.' Joseph grinned as he squeezed his kneecap affectionately.
‘Thank you. I can't wait to see and carry my baby. So what is happening between you and Becky?' Andrew gave him a solemn look.
‘I have located that bastard husband of hers. I have also implicated him, so I am sure the U.S government police will be over him any moment from now.' He smirked maliciously as he looked out the window. ‘I don't know how to persuade her to serve him a divorce letter though.' He sighed heavily.
‘I thought you said she has a friend called Rose who stayed in the U.K?' Andrew asked quietly. He nodded as he gave him a puzzled look. ‘Try and get in touch with her. I am sure she will be happy to help out. You may have to get in touch with Lizzy for her contact though.' Andrew suggested.
‘You are a genius, man. Getting her contact from Lizzy is easy as she is ready to do anything to get back into my good book. That girl is spoilt beyond redemption.' He shook his head in disgust.
Andrew laughed heartily.
***************
‘Hello, babe. How is your mum's health?' Roseline asked over the phone.
‘She is much better. She has resumed at the shop and it keeps her mind off issues she has no business thinking about.' Rebecca gave a resigned sigh.
‘She will be fine. Don't worry about it. I have good news. Alex proposed to me last night.' Roseline held her breath as she waited for the news to penetrate her friend's brain. Alexander stone was a friend to both Roseline and Rebecca when they were in school of medicine. He was also her colleague in North Manchester hospital where they both worked presently. They had never seen eye to eye in anything. Their relationship was more like cat and dog but Rebecca had always suspected there was an attraction brewing somewhere between the two, hidden in the constant animosity that took place between them.
Rebecca gave a loud whoop as she got to her feet and screamed with excitement. Roseline burst into a hearty laughter.
‘I know it! I said it. The two of you were always bickering like two old women. Tell me you said yes before I come over to wring your neck.' Rebecca paused midway around the room.
‘Of course, I said yes. I love him. He is such an incurable flirt. Half of the nurses in the hospital are in love with him.' Rebecca could almost see the pout on her friend's face. She laughed till her side aches.
‘You are just jealous. How is it his fault that he is one gorgeous, smart and intelligent Doctor? Count yourself, lucky babe.' Rebecca grinned as she sat down on her bed.
‘I am lucky. He is also lucky to have me. The wedding is taking place in three months time. That will give you enough time to get your ass over here. You are my maid of honor.' Roseline enthused over the phone. Rebecca was silent for a while.
‘Rose, you know I will love to be there but I can't just afford it. I wish I can.' She said sadly. Roseline laughed softly.
‘Do you have a valid passport? If you don't, go and renew your passport. Get Michael a passport too because I need to meet that young man before he is overgrown. Leave every other thing to me, I will sort it out.' She grinned mysteriously.
‘Roseline, are you high on love or something? Do you know how much it will cost to get us to the U.K?' Rebecca got to her feet restlessly. How she longed to see her friend again, she rubbed longingly at her chest. Roseline laughed again.
‘I'm so high on love, dearie. I want you to get drunk on it again. By the way, have you heard anything from that snake husband of yours?' Roseline's voice changed abruptly. Rebecca sighed audibly.
‘No, I have not. I wish to serve him a divorce letter. I want to be free from him totally and completely. I want to live my life without feeling guilty. I have paid enough for this one mistake I made.' She rubbed her aching forehead.
‘Yes, you will be free because I know where the idiot is located in Houston. I will send you the address as soon as I end this call.' Roseline's heart soared with joy.
‘Roseline Smith, you are suddenly filled with secrets. Will you tell me what is going on or I have to force it out of your throat?' Rebecca threatened half-heartedly.
‘I want you to come here and beat me, Becky. I miss you. I want to see you again. You will be fine.' Roseline whispered solemnly. Rebecca's throat ached with tears.
‘Aunt Rose, Alex is here to see you.' She heard Caitlin's voice in the background.
‘Say hi to Alex for me. I will talk to you later. I love you, girl.' Rebecca kissed the air with a smile.
‘Love you right back. Later.' Roseline went off the phone.
Rebecca sat down and stared into space with a silly grin on her face.


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TWIST OF FATE: #23

‘Tell me exactly why you are angry, Becky.' Joseph stared at her with a puzzled look.
‘I'm not angry.' She denied hotly, rapidly flipping through her brain for a reason. Damn, what did I get myself into? She thought in embarrassment.
‘You could have fooled me. You swear at me before you jumped into that cab yesterday. You jumped into an unknown cab just because you wanted to get away from me. I apologized for not staying home as advised but I know my body. I am perfectly okay except for the occasional twitches I felt from the healing wound. I am still taking my medications, the ones you prescribed. So please tell me where I went wrong.' He gestured with his hands.
‘I'm glad you are fine. It is okay then.' She nodded with a polite smile, hoping he would leave.
‘So why are you angry? Titilola is my sister from my father's side.' He explained quietly.
‘Your love life is none of my business.' She flared instantly and bit her lips afterward.
‘Really? Are you sure?' He was smiling as he covered the distance between them but she stepped back uncertainly.
‘Certainly. I am a married woman. Your love life and relationship doesn't concern me.' She used her strongest weapon and it effectively stopped him in his track but not for long.
‘Well, a married woman has no business getting jealousy because she saw her patient with a beautiful woman she thought she was dating and leaving in a huff.' He retorted acidly, raising an eyebrow at her. She raised her chin in pride.
‘Well, you may be right but I am not jealous. If that is settled, you may leave now please. I have to prepare for work.' She pointed to the door.
‘When do you get off duty?' He asked casually.
‘Tomorrow morning at 7 am. Why are you asking?' She asked curiously.
‘Tomorrow is Sunday. I will pick you up at 7 am. By the way, your son is such a cute little one.' He grinned at her.
‘Thank you. That is not necessary. I may not be ready to leave by then. Don't bother yourself.' She tried to dissuade him but it was an exercise in futility because he didn't even answer her. He turned towards the door.
‘Where is your husband, Becky?' The question came out of the blues, throwing her off-guard.
‘I don't know. I think the last time I heard he was somewhere in the U.S.A.' She mumbled in a defeated voice. He realized she was feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
‘I will see you tomorrow morning. Extend my regards to your mum and Michael.' He smiled but he was seething inwardly. Bastard! I will find you and make you pay for all you have done to her, he promised himself. He walked out of her home and closed the door with a gentle click behind him.
Rebecca dropped on the closest seat as she released her breath slowly and realized her legs were shaking. Damn you, Joe, you are the only one that gets my emotions moving up and down like a yo-yo, she swore inwardly but she was smiling.



***************

‘I'm worried about Kayode. He has locked himself in the room for the past few days and refused to come out.' Patricia turned worried gaze to Salmon. She had called him immediately they left the family meeting at the Coker's house and updated him. He sent a driver to pick them up the following morning and took them to the new rented duplex at Tanke. He had been a regular visitor since then but he didn't want to spend the night until his divorce was final with Ifeoma.
‘Kayode is a spoilt brat. I've tried to talk to him but he has been very rude and insolent. You did a bad job of raising him.' Salmon tried to soften his voice but his feelings came through, loud and clear. He had craved a male child all his life, albeit secretly. It was a rude shock to realize the one thing he wanted so much was a complete disappointment.
‘I know. I'm sorry about that but you need to give him time to adjust, considering the circumstances on the ground. He is still reeling from the shock of it all.' She protested weakly.
‘He is a man, Pat. Life happens all the time, we all need to deal with it the best way we can.' He paused. ‘What do you want to do about him?' He asked after a moment.
‘I've called Aliyah and begged her to come and talk to him if you don't mind.' She gave him a pleading sideways look. He shrugged with indifference.
‘I have no issue with that. So what do you plan to do with your life? Stay at home and continue to babysit your son?' He raised an eyebrow at her, half mocking.
‘It is not funny, Salmon. I will think of something. I've never worked all my life.' She picked at a thread in her dress.
‘Well, if you are contented with whatever I have to offer you and you won't start comparing me with the Almighty Coker, I will try my best to satisfy you.' He watched her bent head.
‘Don't be silly.' She sent him a reproving look beneath her eye-lashes.
‘It is the truth. To be forewarned is to be forearmed. It is refreshing to have a woman who is readily available at all time.' He teased as he bent over her. He captured her mouth as she opened it to give him a sharp retort and rubbed his hands all over her breasts through the cotton material of her gown. Her nipples stiffened instantly and she moaned into his mouth.
He pushed her gently unto her back as he deepened the kiss and wedged himself between her thighs.
‘Salmon, we are in the sitting room. Anyone could come in.' she panted out when she broke the kiss and tried to push him off.
‘I don't care. This is my house. Anyone coming in should knock if they don't want to witness what they are not supposed to.' He spared her a glance as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans along with his boxers. His arousal sprang free with its glistening head.
‘Ah…i think you should use protection or something?' She swallowed nervously as she tried to shift away but he was between her thighs and had raised her legs to his shoulders.
‘Can you get pregnant?' He asked absently as he tugged her pants to a side and slipped a finger in. An involuntary moan escaped her mouth as her hips jerked when he explored her moist depth gently. He smiled to himself as he watched her writhed and jerked with pleasure.
‘Oh, my' Her breath came faster. He held her legs apart and guided his manhood in, slowly. Her vagina walls tightened involuntarily around him and he groaned out loud as he increased the tempo until they both screamed with the climax.
***************


‘Go away. I don't want to talk to anybody.' Kayode shouted coldly when the knocking on his bedroom door went on incessantly.
‘I need to talk to you, Kay. It is important.' Aliyah responded coldly as she stared at the doorway. How did I imagine myself being in love with this coward? She thought annoyingly.
‘What do you want? I thought you don't want to marry me.' His voice was muffled.
‘I still don't want to marry you. Thank God I rejected your offer because I can't imagine being married to a coward who stayed in his bedroom just because life hit him.' She stated in a cold hard voice. She was about to leave his bedroom doorway when the key turned in the lock and the door slide open.
‘What do you want apart from insulting me?' His eyes were bloodshot and his voice was husky.
‘You stink, Kay. I give you ten minutes to clean up and meet me in the sitting room. If not, you will see the last of me and your son. You don't even care about him anyway. The time has started counting.' She tapped her slim gold wristwatch before she turned and walked away on her heels.
He swore ripely as he banged the door closed.
‘What the hell is wrong with you, Kay? Why are you giving your mother hell?' She rounded on him immediately he appeared a few minutes later, clad in a clean rumbled t-shirt and blue jeans.
‘What do you mean? Is she not the one who got me into this mess in the first place? She turned me into a laughing stock among my friends simply because she couldn't keep her legs closed. She messed up my life. Damn it!' He glared at her.
‘You messed up your life. Your paternity doesn't determine what you become in life. She is not responsible for your womanizing, boozing or messing around when your mates were busy excelling in life. Thank God you still have a father that is still willing to get you a decent job. Go out there and you will know the labor market is not smiling. Idiot.' She picked up her bag with a hiss.
‘What do you know? Do you know what it feels to be called a bastard?' He complained bitterly.
‘You are even complaining as if you care about the father you have always known all your life. Is it not the money and the lifestyle he gave you that you care about? Is that not why you wanted to kill his biological son? I am highly disappointed in you.' She paused. ‘Yes, I know what it means to be a bastard. Mr. Salmon is not my biological father but it changes nothing about who I am.' She headed for the door.
His jaw dropped in shock and awe. He caught her at the door.
‘Are you serious? Does that mean we can still marry?' He asked anxiously.
‘No, I am in a relationship with another man. I am in love with a man who doesn't whine and complains the way you do. You better brush up your act if you want your son to be proud of the man his father is.' She brushed away his arm and walked away.
‘I'm sorry, son, for all the shame I have caused you.' Patricia was standing a few feet away when he turned around. He looked very bleak.
‘Okay. When next is he coming back?' He asked shortly, refusing to refer to Salmon as Dad.
‘He will be here this evening' She replied quietly.
‘I will see him when he comes.' He went to the kitchen and went to get something to eat.
‘God bless you, Aliyah.' Patricia prayed fervently.
***************

The phone rang. Joseph stirred from sleep, burying his head deeper into the pillow. It rang continuously until his mind decided he wasn't dreaming. He reached out his hand and groped for it on the bedside table.
Why the hell didn't I switch this thing off before going to bed? He thought irritably as he tapped the phone and barked into it. He didn't open his eyes.
‘Who is this?'
‘I'm so sorry to wake you up, Joe. I need your help desperately.' It was Rebecca. He sat up abruptly in bed.
‘What is the problem?' His voice was husky with sleep.
‘My mum had a heart attack. Though she is stabilized now and the paramedics are on the way but I can't take Michael with me to the hospital. Can I drop him at your place on our way to the hospital? I will come and pick him in the morning.' Her voice wavered but she struggled to firm it.
‘I will be right over.' He tapped the phone and rolled out of bed.
Barely ten minutes later, he was driving into the big compound of the 3-story building at garage Offa where she was occupying a 3 bedroom apartment. The paramedics were already there and were loading the elderly woman into the hospital ambulance. Rebecca was already dressed in a black skirt and white shirt, partially covered by her lab coat. She rushed forward to meet him as he pulled to a stop.
‘Thank you. I appreciate you. I will get his stuff.' Her smile was wobbly at the edges, despite her brave appearance.
He pulled her into his arms for a full body hug and rubbed her back gently with firm strokes. Her arms tightened around his neck and she exhaled twice before her lips curved into a smile.
‘She will be fine. If there is any other way I can assist , don't hesitate to let me know.' He rubbed his forehead against her own and dropped a kiss on her nose before moving away.
‘You are doing it already. Thank you.' She felt better already.
‘I will get Michael.' He took the staircase two at a time and found his bedroom easily. The little boy was sitting up in bed, looking tousled and sleepy in his pajama tops and trousers.
‘Is grandma going to die?' His red lower lips jutted out as he looked up at him.
‘No, She is just a bit sick. She will be fine soon. Will you come with me to my house?' He crouched beside his bed with a smile.
‘Do you have a mummy? Can I call her grandma?' He asked curiously with a trembling smile.
‘Yes, you can. Let's get going so your mum can follow Grandma to the hospital.' He picked him up along with the bag beside the bed and was on his way out when Rebecca met them.
‘I will lock up and meet you shortly.' She marched action with words and joined them downstairs in a few seconds.
‘His school resume by 8 am. He takes cereals in the morning and I pack his lunch and snacks in the bag. Tomorrow is Friday and it is a half day. They closed at 1 am…' She trailed off with a smile when he turned laughing gaze at her.
‘Go away, Becky. We will be fine. I have a mother too, you know?' He teased as he opened the door and dropped the little boy in the passenger seat, adjusting it to a comfortable position.
‘Don't be naughty, Michael. Be good. Mummy loves you.' The ambulance's horn sounded impatient, interrupting her nervous tirade and she hurried away with a smile.
‘I like your car. I wish mummy can get a car too.' Michael mumbled at the tail end of a yawn.
‘She will have one very soon.' He smiled at him as he put the car into drive and drove out of the compound after the ambulance.
Michael was fast asleep by the time they get home.

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TWIST OF FATE: #23

‘So what can we offer you, Naomi? This is the first time you are truly visiting after you left years ago.' Afolake turned to her with a solemn smile.
Naomi's heart was heavy as she watched mother and son leave the house. She had once been in that position with an infant child, despite the fact that she had done nothing wrong to deserve the crude treatment from the same woman. She felt Patricia's grief and sorrow as if it was her own.
‘I'm okay for now.' Her smile was wooden and fake.
‘Come with me, Ife. Let me show you my old room when I was growing up.' Olayemi's boyish grin cut through her gloom like sunshine as he tugged at her hand and pulled her to her feet.
‘Please, Dad, show her the room and bring her back safely. I'm too old to have a little brother or sister.' Joseph stated solemnly without looking up from the phone he was pressing.
Naomi's jaw dropped in shock as she stared at her son while Olayemi roared with laughter. Afolake's eyes widened in surprise before she was shaking with mirth too.
‘You are an idiot, Joseph. Let's go before he made you change your mind.' Olayemi was still laughing when they left the room but Joseph knew his mother would plan a come-back for him. He would be waiting. He grinned at his Grandma.
‘Gran, are you coming for Andrew's wedding? It's in two weeks time.' He asked casually.
‘I won't miss it for the world. He is such a good boy. That reminds me. You were telling me about fundraising for the acres of land you wanted to purchase for your farming. Can I still come in somewhere?' Afolake gave him her complete attention.
‘Well, I won't mind if you can invest personally in it. I will talk to my lawyer to get in touch with you and draw up a contract. You go through it and let me have your opinion.' He glanced at her.
‘That is fine. My husband would have been very proud of you, son.' She nodded her approval.
‘Opemi, I told you I want to invest too. Is it because I am not as rich as Grandma?' Titi asked angrily.
‘Damn it, Titi. Go and invest your money elsewhere. I can give you my broker's number. This is not a family business. It belongs to me and Andrew. Gran is an experienced businesswoman whose experience I need right now. You are not.' He glared at her.
‘So? I trust you. I want to do business with you. Is something wrong with that?' Titilola glared back.
‘Fine. Go and talk to our lawyer.' Joseph stood up and stalked out of the room.
‘I am talking to you. You had better answer me now before I do something you won't believe.' Titilola followed him with a stubborn jut of her lips.
Afolake grinned with amusement as she reached for her phone and dialed her lawyer's number.
***************
‘I will let him know you checked on him when he gets back, Becky. I appreciate your time.' Naomi was saying as she walked the young woman to the door.
‘I am only doing my job. I am still not happy with the fact that he has resumed fully at work. He still has lots of healing to do.' She grumbled as she put on her flat sole shoes.
‘I know you are doing your job. Thank you all the same for the dedication.' Naomi tucked her tongue in her cheek.
The door opened as she reached for the doorknob. Joseph walked in with a fair beautiful woman. Her arm was around his waist and they were both laughing. Naomi watched as Rebecca's expression turned cold and unfriendly.
‘Good evening, Mr. Coker. I can see you are much better now.' She nodded to the lady politely before turning to Joseph.
‘Hmmm, yes I am. How are you, Becky?' He asked with a smile.
‘I am very well, thank you. I advised you to wait till next week before you resume fully at work but since it seems you are very much okay, my duty is fully done here.' Her gaze drifted over him coolly before she reached for the doorknob again.
‘Thank you. I will drop you off.' Joseph pushed his briefcase to Titilola and turned to follow her out of the sitting room.
‘Where are you going, darling? We just came in. The Doctor is already leaving anyway.' Titilola purred in a loud voice as she clung to Joseph's arms. Her beautiful pouty lips belied her laughing twinkling eyes.
‘Goodnight ma.' Becky marched out of the house without a second glance.
‘Good night dear.' Naomi choked back the laughter bubbling in her and answered with a straight face.
‘I will kill you, Titi. I swear.' Joseph glared at her before he dashed out after her.
‘Darling, please can I come along?' Titilola asked in a loud petulant voice which had Joseph hissing and swearing loudly.
The door closed with a resounding thud.
‘You are a bad child, Titi. What the hell are you doing that for?' Naomi chided her laughingly.
‘That is his Becky right?' Titi turned to confirm.
‘You know she is the one before you start your super acting skills.' Naomi glared at her. The young girl collapsed into a helpless giggle until she had no choice than to join her.
‘It is so obvious. She needs someone to make her come to her senses. She knew he is alright and keeps coming here under the pretense of caring for him. The green monster is written all over her face. I could almost hear her teeth grinding together.' Titilola collapsed into another peal of laughter.
‘You are quite right, naughty child that you are.' Naomi wiped at the tears coursing down her face.
‘How was your day, mama mi?' Titilola asked after a while.
‘It was busy. My orders came in today and I have a hell of a time clearing it from the port. This country is so messed up.' Naomi complained good-naturedly.
They were still gisting when Joseph barged in, frustrated and furious.
‘I lost her. She jumped into a taxi and ran away. I am sure she is not coming back here. The car key was with you. What the hell was that Broadway acts for?' He glared down at her.
‘What act are you talking about, Opemi? ‘Titilola batted her eyelids innocently.
‘You know what I am talking about. I can strangle you, Titi. I swear.' He hit his knuckled into his palm to keep from hitting her. She stopped laughing and gave him a steady look.
‘Do you really want her or you wanted what you used to have? You have not made any attempt to seek her out unless she comes here. If you truly want her, what is the like of Elizabeth and Barbara still doing in your life?' She asked quietly. Joseph stared at her in shock as he felt the anger draining out of him. ‘What makes you different from her husband, Opemi?' She held his gaze directly.
‘Good questions, Titi.' Naomi reached over and placed a kiss on her forehead, on both cheeks and her lips. ‘I love you, dear.' She smiled at the young girl.
‘I love you too, mama mi.' Tears filled Titilola's eyes but she was smiling.
‘I know her house address when you are ready to do the needful.' Naomi told him with a casual glance as she headed to the kitchen.
‘Get out of my sight, Titi.' Joseph hissed at her as he stormed to his room and slammed the door closed.
Titilola went to join Naomi in the kitchen.
‘How is work? Are you enjoying working in your father's company?' She asked quietly.
‘I don't think so. I think I prefer to assist with your store expansion. I feel lost in the Coker Empire. No matter what I do, they will always see as Daddy's spoilt little girl. My hard work will never be appreciated. Please let me come and work with you. I promise I won't be a pain in your butt.' She pleaded solemnly.
‘Titi, you know I have no issue with you working with me. In fact, I will appreciate it a lot. We will draw up something formal between us. In the meantime, discuss it with your father and your mother when next you visit her.' Naomi glanced at her.
‘Must I speak to my mother before you will allow me to work for you?' She asked skeptically. Naomi only raised an eyebrow at the question. ‘Okay, Mama mi. I will do so if you insist.' She answered her own question with a rueful smile.
‘How is your therapy session coming along?' Naomi asked after a moment.
‘It is okay. The guy is nice and knows his job, I think. I still find nothing attractive about the opposite sex though.' She shrugged her shoulder in indifference.
‘It is a gradual process. You will be okay.' Naomi drew her into her embrace and hugged her tightly.
‘Thank you.' Her voice was husky with tears.
***************
‘Mummy, someone is at the door.' Michael was shouting at the top of his voice as he ran towards the door.
‘Peep through the keyhole to see who is at the door before opening the door.' Rebecca's voice ended in a groan of frustration as he had turned the key and yanked the door open.
‘Hello.' Joseph grinned at the little boy standing in the doorway, eyeing him with open curiosity.
‘Hi. Are you Aunty Lizzy's friend?' He asked curiously as he looked up at him.
‘Well, you can say that. I'm Joseph Coker. May I meet you?' He crouched down to his level.
‘My name is Michael. I'm 4 years old. How old are you?' He gave him a gaped teeth smile.
‘Michael, that is rude. You don't ask an adult how old is he or her. Good morning, young man.' Ruth gave him a polite smile as she approached them.
‘Good morning ma.' He rose to his full length and curtseyed to the elderly woman.
‘His name is Joseph Coker and he is Aunt Lizzy's friend.' Michael announced with a grin. Ruth looked closer with her fading eyesight and a slow smile spread on her face.
‘You look good, Joseph. How have you been?' Ruth clasped him in a maternal hug.
‘I'm fine. How are you ma'am?' He smiled at her.
‘Come in.' she drew him in and closed the door. ‘Rebecca, guess who is here?' She announced as she led them to the sitting room.
‘I know.' Rebecca's voice was cold and hostile as she came to stand on the edge of the room. ‘Good morning Mr. Coker. To whom do we owe the honor of this visit?' She flashed him a fake smile as she crossed her arms over her chest.
‘He is Aunt Lizzy's friend.' Michael announced again with a smile.
‘How did you reach that conclusion, dear?' Rebecca gave her son a curious look.
‘Well, he said so when I asked. Plus it is her friends that usually visit. You don't have any friend.' He stated with absolute confidence.
‘You are very smart, Michael. I like you.' Joseph nodded solemnly to him.
‘You have not answered my question, Mr. Coker.' She snapped angrily.
‘Can we take this somewhere private?' He snapped back as he felt his anger rising.
‘Michael, come with me. We need to go and tidy up my room.' Ruth held Michael's hand firmly as she left the room. The little boy looked from Joseph to Rebecca with a confused look.
‘Why are they fighting, Gran? I thought he is Aunt Lizzy's friend.' They could hear Michael asked with obvious confusion.
‘What do you know, sweet child? Adult business is a complicated one. You will know the meaning one day.' Ruth chuckled softly before closing the door.

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Dear Guys,

Good evening. How are you doing today?

I know some of you don vex for me wella. I deserve it but na circumstances beyond my control.

My company was downsizing and i was affected. I lost my job so suddenly that it threw me into total confusion.

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TWIST OF FATE: #22

"Have you tried dating men?" Joseph asked quietly as he washed the ingredients. She sighed quietly.
"I have. They ended up hating me because I can't feel anything for them. The terrible part is that I can't stand it when they touch me. I freak out." Her voice was terribly sad as she spiced up the ingredient and put the pot on the cooker.
"You are not born this way, Titi. We both know that. I will look for a good therapist and we will go for the counseling together. What do you think?" He turned to face her.
"I don't know. I'm scared." Her shoulders drooped with defeat.
"Baby, there is nothing to be scared of. I won't allow anything bad to happen to you again. We will go through this together." He turned her into his embrace and kissed her on both cheeks. She smiled.
‘You and your mum sure know how to dose out hugs and kisses in large amount. Thank you." She grinned into his face.
"I will let you know how it goes. By the way, hope your new girlfriend had a great time today?" He cocked an eyebrow at her.
"You bet. I gave her multiple orgasms. She was flabbergasted." She cocked one right back.
"Wow. What did you do?" His voice dropped to a whisper as he turned to stare at her. "Forget it. I can't believe I'm asking a woman how she is satisfying her fellow woman. Chai." He shook his head in self-disgust. She roared with laughter.
"I'm a woman. I know what gives me pleasure, where to touch and the amount of pressure to exert. It is quite easy." She smiled at him.
"Really? You women are complicated and weird creatures. Maybe I should get a notebook and start taking notes." He nodded to himself.
"Are you still sampling different women? You should be perfecting your skills on only one woman by now, bro." She chided lightly.
"You can't change the topic. I still need the tutorship. You never know when it comes handy." He grinned at her. She elbowed his rib with a scowl.
"You are a terrible flirt. So who is she?" She asked quietly. He was silent as he went about preparing Semo.
"She is a married woman. Though her husband has abandoned her, she is insisting she is bounded by her vows." He responded after a moment, wrapping the Semo in white nylon.
"Does she have feelings for you? Do you guys have a history together?" She asked curiously.
"It is a long story, Titi." He put the warmer away with a smile.
"I want to hear. Talk to me while I made the soup so I won't get nervous and over-salt it." He laughed at that but he talked and she listened.
"You want to hear my verdict, bro?'' She turned off the cooker and lifted the pot lid. Sweet aroma filled the kitchen. His stomach rumbled.
"Go ahead, Judge Titi but hurry up with the serving, I am starving." He urged. She laughed as she dished the soup.
"Locate that idiot husband of hers and persuade her to serve him a divorce letter. She still gets a feeling for you but she will slide away if you allow her. Get into her space and fan those feelings to life." She glanced at him.
"Trust your brother. I won't disappoint." He grinned.
"Can you please bring the soup before they are completely covered with your saliva? I'm starving." Naomi called from the sitting room.
"We are coming." Titilola rolled her eyes skyward as walked out of the kitchen, closely followed by Joseph.

**************


Ifeoma sat down in her office and gazed blindly into space. Silent tears ran down her face. There was a short rap on the door. Before she could answer, the door swung open and Bella walked in, beaming. The smile died at her mother's somber expression.
"What is wrong, mum?" Bella jumped to her mother's side, crouching down in front of her.
"I'm alright. How are you, awaiting iyawo?' She cupped her daughter's cheek affectionately.
"I'm fine, mum. Tell me what is wrong. You are not alright." Bella pulled a chair to sit down beside her. She sighed heavily.
"Your father wants a divorce but it is going to be a quiet one. Nothing will disturb your wedding plans." She hastened to assure her as she looked into her daughter's face. It tightened visibly.
"He has a son outside wedlock." She added quietly.
"What the hell!" Bella jumped to her feet in cold anger.
"He swore he didn't know until recently." Ifeoma swallowed hard as she stared at the paper on her desk. Bella's eyes narrowed at her mother's bent head.
"What else are you not telling me? Please talk to me." Bella pleaded, watching her mother swallowed hard.
"His son is Olamide's father. Kayode Coker." She met her daughter's gaze squarely. Silence hummed between them.
"This is madness. Aliyah will be devastated." Bella lowered herself to the chair again.
"Please don't tell her anything for now. By the way, her father is in jail. A friend just told me this morning. I don't know if I should laugh or cry. No wonder he has been so silent these days." Ifeoma rubbed her forehead where a headache has started brewing.
"May he rot in jail?" Bella swore ripely. Her mother gave a small smile.
"So what news do you have for me?" Ifeoma tried to cheer up visibly. Bella sighed inwardly.
"I've been driving Andrew crazy with the wedding plans. He doesn't want to hear anything about it again." She laughed as she brought out a magazine from her handbag.
"Men develop cold feet when it comes to such matter. Have you picked your wedding dress?" Ifeoma smiled as she reached for the magazine.
‘Yes, I have. I swear I'm not changing it again after this time. The last time I was discussing with my mother in law, you need to see how the men disappear one after the other. Joseph's dad was the first person to stand up with the excuse that he wanted to check something in the bedroom. He didn't come out again. Joseph went to the kitchen to get a drink and never came back. Andrew went to check on him and the kitchen turned silent." She tried to pout, even as laughter shook her frame. Ifeoma joined her.
"Poor men! I don't blame them. You are a handful, Bella. Which is it? Is it this one?' Ifeoma pointed at the white simple, elegant gown she circled.
"Yes. I have even ordered it. What do you think, mum?" She looked at her mother anxiously.
"It is very beautiful but it is quite expensive. Do you think your father will pay that much for a wedding gown when there are other expenses on the ground?" Ifeoma kept staring at the gown, wishing she could rewind the past.
"Joseph's Dad is paying for it." She beamed at her mother.
"That is settled then. We really need to go shopping for our wedding attire. When are we doing that?" Ifeoma grinned back.
"We will decide and let you know. Don't worry, mum. Everything will be fine." Bella moved to hug her mother.
"Thank you, dear. I am happy for you. You deserve the best." Ifeoma held her tight.
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"It is good to see the beautiful faces of my family in one sitting." Afolake rubbed her hands together gleefully as she looked down the long table. They were in her large dining room which could easily seat fifty guests comfortably.
Olayemi was seated beside his mother, his face deprived of any expression. Naomi was beside him while Patricia sat directly opposite her. If looks could kill, Naomi knew she would have dropped dead the moment she walked into the Coker's premises. There was a small smile on her face.
Joseph and Titilola sat beside each other while Kayode sat opposite them, beside his mother. He seemed preoccupied with his phone but Titilola knew he was nervous and tensed by the way he was slumped forward.
Joseph couldn't forget the shocked look on his half-brother's face when he saw him got down from the car. He looked like someone who just met a ghost. It confirmed the fact that he was guilty as charged.
‘Grandma, let's get this over with. We have other important things to attend to.' Kayode said with a briskness which belied his nervousness.
‘I will get to it, grandson.' The emphasis on the title didn't go unnoticed and his heart picked up speed.
Does she know? The old bat is definitely enjoying this, Kayode thought bitterly as he shot an angry glance at his mother.
Drinks and small chops were passed around but no one touched it.
Afolake cleared her voice and the expression on her face hardened immediately.
‘Patricia, I loved you like my daughter. Your mother was my best friend before she died. I ask for your hand in marriage on behalf of my only son. You know I detest deceit with every fiber of my being. I want to know why you don't want Kayode to marry Aliyah Awodele.' She stated quietly, holding her gaze.
Patricia paled visibly and her legs trembled as she opened her mouth. No words came out.
‘Mum, what is this?' Olayemi gave his mother a puzzled glance before looking at his ex-wife. ‘Pat, is everything okay between you and mum?'
‘Olayemi, Shut up your mouth and listen to what she has to say. I'm all ears, Pat dear.' She gave her a sweet smile that didn't match the hostility in her eyes.
Patricia went on her knees as tears welled up in her eyes and cascaded down her face. She held up her hands in a plea.
‘Mama, please forgive me. I beg you in the name of God to forgive me.' She began in a low voice.
‘What are you begging for, pat? I want to know why Kayode cannot marry his baby mama. Olamide is a sweet child who needs his parent around him.' She added sweetly, raising her eyebrow.
Patricia sighed heavily. Her doom-day has come. She should have spoken to Salmon before voicing her disapproval. Afterall, Aliyah is not even Salmon's biological daughter which means she is not related to Kayode by blood but it is already too late.
‘I thought both of them belong to the same father.' She murmured in a small voice but it was like shouting in the suddenly silent room. Kayode covered his face with a groan.
‘What do you mean by that statement? Titi is my only daughter.' Olayemi glanced at her with a confused expression while she rolled her eyes at her father's naivety. His mother sent him a withering look.
‘Which father is that, Pat?' Afolake asked primly. She swallowed hard.
‘Salmon Awodele.' She bowed her head in shame.
‘What!' Naomi and Olayemi stated simultaneously.
‘Are you saying Kayode is not my biological son? You foisted him on me?' Olayemi asked in disbelieve and shock as he surged to his feet.
A niggling memory appeared at the back of his mind. She was a childhood friend because their families were friends but they have never been close or even dated as adolescents. When his mother decided she should be his bride years after Naomi's supposed death, he didn't give a damn. The wedding preparation started in earnest. He flew home two weeks to the wedding and they went out on a date a week to the wedding date to get to know each other. He couldn't remember much of what happened when they return from their dinner date that evening but he remembered waking up the following morning to find her in his bed. Both of them were naked.
‘That means nothing happened between us that night, right?' He asked slowly. She shook her head in the negative.
‘I spiked your drink with the help of your sister. She thought she was helping us get together. I wanted to cover my ass in case of anything.' She confessed, feeling as if a burden has been lifted off her.
‘Mum, if Ronke is not already dead, I would have killed her with my bare hand all over again.' He gritted his teeth as he glowered at his mother.
‘I know, son. I'm sorry. Do forgive her so her troubled spirit can rest in peace.' Afolake placed her hand on his shoulder.
‘She can rest in hell for all I care. Damn it! She ruined my life.' He hissed viscously as he paced like a caged animal.
‘I'm disappointed in you, girl. I hope you have told your bastard who his real father is?' Afolake asked coldly as she turned back to her.
‘Grandma!' Joseph glowered at his grandmother angrily. Kayode got to his feet abruptly and stared coldly at her.
‘If those thugs have succeeded in killing you, you wouldn't have had the opportunity to sit down there and be protesting.' Afolake glared at him.
‘What are you talking about?' Patricia asked in a whisper as she got to her feet. Can it get worse? She wondered in despair as she stared at their faces.
‘Don't tell me you are not aware of Kayode's plot to kill Joseph. He escaped death by a hair's breath. If not for Joseph and Naomi, he would have been cooling his feet in jail by now for attempted murder. I don't give a damn if he is mine biologically or not.' Olayemi told her coldly.
‘What proof do you have against me?' Kayode bluffed he hide his shaking hands in his pockets.
‘You want proves, right? Are you sure? I can air the video right here in this room and you won't leave until the police arrive to take you away.' He stared hard at him until the younger man dropped his gaze in shame and humiliation.
‘Bastard. Ti ile ba n toro, omo ale ibe o ti dagba ni(The household will live in peace until the bastard is well grown to cause havoc.) Hope you know both of you no longer have any right to the Coker's dynasty? As a matter of fact, I want you to leave right away and never come back.' Afolake rose to her height as she ordered them out.
‘Can we go in to pack our belongings?' Patricia asked tentatively, ignoring her son who was glowering at her.
‘What do you want to pack? What source of income do you have? Didn't you buy everything you own with the Coker's money?' The old woman glared at her.
‘Mama, that is not fair. Give them a few hours or even a day to get their stuff together. Please!' Naomi pleaded with her mother in law. She knew she could be very ruthless from firsthand experience. Patricia gave her a look of undisguised gratitude.
‘Grandma, please give them a few days to move out. That is Titi's mum and brother that you are sending out. It is not fair to her.' Joseph tried not to wince when Titilola stepped forcefully on his toes beneath the table.
‘I promise you I will get you for that. Wicked soul.' He stated from a corner of his mouth. Titilola coughed slightly as she tried to hide her smile. She didn't meet either her mother or brother's face. There is no love lost between them.
Afolake pouted her lips dramatically. Kayode maintained a defiance stance by the doorway and tried to maintain a bored indifference expression but anyone who knew him well the way Titilola did knew the way his throat was working up and down, he was terrified, miserable and furious. Patricia stood with her eyes downcast, tears running silently down her face. Her knees were locked together to prevent them from trembling and betraying her. She felt as if a hole should materialize before her and swallowed her whole.
That serves you right, bastard, Titilola thought gleefully as she lowered her eyelashes.
‘I give you 48 hours to get out of the Coker's premises and out of our life. You can go with your personal cars and clothing but nothing else.' She paused as she looked from mother to son and back again. ‘Nothing bad should happen to any member of this family. If anything happens to anyone here either by accident or not, I will hunt both of you down and make sure you spend the rest of your lives in jail.' She raked them with a cold glance.
‘Kayode, tell the rest of your hired hooligans, Congratulations for me. Next time, they won't go scot-free. Now get out.' Olayemi's cold voice jolted them and cut deeper than his mother's obvious menacing one.
Kayode strolled out, closely followed by his mother at a slower pace.

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Dear My Peeps,

My sincere apologies for the late update.

The past week has been really hectic. After the wedding, my son took ill and i also fell ill after nursing him back to health.

I am just getting back to my normal self gradually.

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TWIST OF FATE: #21

"Mum, go away. I can take care of myself." Joseph stared at his mother in exasperation. She just finished preparing his bath and spreading out his clothes on the bed for him.
"Thank God for that." She rolled her eyes in amusement but he refused to laugh, even as his lips twitched.
"Damn, mum. I need to get out of this house. You are smothering me." He muttered under his breath as he swung his feet off the bed, then waited for the pain to come but he felt only twinges. He released his breath in relieve. Naomi smiled.
"You are not strong enough to leave the house yet. Rebeca will be checking on you soon and would let us know how you are faring." She opened his wardrobe to scrutinize it.
"She always comes around when I am sleeping." He turned around to face her.
"That must be coincidence, I think." She laughed softly as she turned around to face him. "I have even wanted to ask you. Did you guys do anything together before she got married?" She asked casually. He felt his jaw dropped as he stared at her.
"Do anything like how? What kind of question are you asking me, mum? I don't appreciate that at all." He got to his feet with jerky angry movement.
"I am sorry I annoyed you but I have my reason for asking. Trust me." She gave him a searching look but he turned away.
"I don't care what your reasons are, mum. I am a full grown man and have the right to my privacy." He walked to the bathroom and slammed the door. She let out her breath in a hush and shrugged. Time will tell.
***************

The room was in darkness when she walked in and very cold but she could see his prone form underneath the duvet. She switched on the bedside lamp and drank in his sight the way a thirsty man drinks water. She picked up the Air condition remote control and flicked it off.
She dropped the medical kit on the floor and pulled the duvet from his body. He shivered visibly and turned to lie on his back. She held her breath but he didn't wake up.
You are a coward, Becky. How long are you going to keep running from him? She laughed to herself as she pulled on her glove. She buried her thought and got to work.
"Where is my gift?" His sleep-husky voice reached her. She jolted abruptly as she dropped the bottle of medication she was holding.
"You are awake." She smiled politely as she picked up her tiny torchlight and proceeded to shine it in his pupils. He arrested her ankle in a surprisingly strong grip and yanked hard. She tumbled unto the bed and landed on his other side. She was stunned.
"Are you crazy?" She found her voice at last as she glared at him.
"Now we are talking. This is the Becky I used to know, not the Doctor Williams that keeps prodding at me with all kind of needles and pouring medications down my throat." His grin flashed like lightning. Her heart picked up speed. He rolled over her as he inserted a leg between hers.
"I am only doing my job. Get off me at this moment" She pushed at his bare chest forcefully. He winced slightly but didn't budge.
"You owe me a gift." He smiled down at her as he cupped her face with his palm.
"We have not spoken to each other since you had an accident. When did I promise you a gift?" She asked in a puzzled voice, staring up at him.
"I am not sure when but I know you promise me and I will collect." A frown marred his face for a few seconds before it cleared away. He continued staring at her face until she fought the urge not to squirm. Warmth seeped into her limbs and made it heavy.
"That is ridiculous. I need to start going. I have to be on duty in a few hours." She glanced at her wristwatch.
"I miss you." His eyes dropped meaningfully to her lips.
"Don't …" She began as she read the intention in his eyes but the protest died in her throat when his lips brushed briefly over hers. She went absolutely still, he kissed her again and her brain shut down. The kiss deepened and she sighed against his mouth.
It has been too long. The last time had been with him.it has always been him and no one else. Ramson had called her a cold, frigid, bitch and in the end, she hadn't been woman enough to keep him. But he has been wrong because, with Joseph, she felt feminine and womanly. His touch made her feel alive and desirable. She sighed deeply and allowed his tongue to slip into her mouth. He framed her face gently with his palms and made love to her mouth.
***************

"Becky, I am in my room. Do let me know when you are leaving." Naomi rapped briefly on her son's door before moving away.
The noise penetrated Rebecca's sense and she jerked away.
"You are a bastard, Joseph." She rolled out of the bed on the opposite side with a hiss but there was no heat in her words. He stretched with pleasure, hiding a grin.
"I take that as a compliment. Thank you." She heard the smugness in his voice and glared angrily at him as she picked up her medical kit.
"Get the stupid grin off your silly face. I'm a married woman." She hissed at him. He laughed out loud as he sat up in bed.
"You gave me all that qualifications, Becky? I'm flattered." He pressed his hand playfully to his chest. Her hands curled into fists at her side.
"Your father paid me well to take care of you. We both know I can also do lots of harm to you." She threatened, desperate to wipe the grin off his face.
"Yes, you can but it is against your ethics. You are also aware of what my father can do if he suspects you tamper with my health. Your family and career will suffer. We don't want that, do we?" He asked softly, meeting her gaze. She swallowed hard.
"That is perfectly understood. Kindly keep your filthy hand to yourself next time." She gave him a cold stare before turning on her heels and walking out.
"Oh, how I miss you, Becky Badmus." Joseph howled with laughter as he stumbled back into bed.
The door opened again. Naomi stood on the way, watching his son.
"What did you do to make Becky so angry?" She asked quietly.
"Nothing. What can I eat in this house, please? My appetite is so huge." He grinned as he got to his feet.
"Hmmm." Was all he got as Naomi turned around and walked out, closely followed by his son.
***************

"Mum, what the hell have you been discussing with Aliyah? I asked her to marry me but she turned me down." Kayode pushed the door to his mother's room open without knocking.
"What! I have not seen her in a long time." Patricia denied as she pulled the duvet up to her chest. She stared at her son, puzzled, even as relief coursed through her.
"Are you sure?" His eyes narrowed in suspicion as he stood in the doorway.
"I am quite sure. You can't marry her, even if she agreed to marry you." She emphasized with a shrug.
"Can you please tell me why I can't marry her? I have the intention of going back and persuading her." He pulled the door closed and stood against it.
Patricia swallowed hard, her knuckles whitened when she clutched the duvet against her chest.
"Spill it, mum."
"She is your half-sister." She mumbled around numb lips. Silence reign for several ticking seconds.
"Excuse me?" He thought his ears were deceiving him as he stared at his mother in absolute shock.
"I'm sorry for hurting you this way, Kayode. Both of you belong to the same father." She squeezed her eyes shut.
"You mean Dad is not my real father? I'm not a Coker by blood?" He dropped unto the bed.
"Yes, that is right." She whispered, cowering in bed. She waited for the explosion.
"Damn you, mum. I hate you for this. How dare you do this to me?" He vaulted angrily to his feet.
"You had better keep your voice down unless you want us thrown out on the street sooner than we expect." She cautioned him urgently. His hands tightened into fists.
"I will never forgive you for this, mum." He glared at his mother, hissed viciously and opened the door. Patricia winced as the door slammed behind him. Her shoulders sagged with relief.
"I will never forgive myself either. I messed up. If the old bat gets wind of this, I'm doomed forever." She sighed heavily.
***************

Naomi let herself into the house and breathed a sigh of relief. Today is the first day in weeks she would be visiting her store since Joseph's accident. That was because Andrew and Bella had come to hijack Joseph in the morning.
There were so many issues to sort and so many tasks waiting for her attention and approval. Nevertheless, she was glad the day was over. She flung off her sandals and dropped her bag on the sofa.
She paused briefly on her way to the kitchen when she heard faint voices coming from the guest room. She turned around and walked towards the room. She pushed the door open and got the shock of her life.
A lady was spread buck-naked on the bed while Titilola's head was buried between her thigh, licking and sucking. The lady was moaning and screaming in ecstasy, oblivious to their witness.
"Explode for me, baby." Her step daughter's voice came out, low and husky as she lifted her head. Her middle finger dipped into the naked woman's honeypot and the lady buckled crazily on the bed.
"What the hell is going on here?" Naomi screamed at last. They both jerked in shock as they turned to stare at her.
"Oh my God!" Titilola covered her face as she turned away. The other woman jumped out of the bed and started searching for her discarded clothing.
"I give you five minutes to meet me out there, Titi." Naomi raised her hand to her with an expressionless face before moving away.
"Yes, ma." She mumbled under her breath before looking at Elizabeth who was dressing up, hastily. Their gazes clashed, held and a smile spread over their faces.
"How did you become so good? All the years I have been having sex, no man has ever given me multiple orgasms with or without penetration." Her voice rang with surprise and pleasure.
"Practice, baby. I have had lots of practice. I'm not saying that to make you jealous." She laughed softly when Elizabeth pouted.
"I never believe a woman can turn me on this way." She blushed prettily. Titi laughed again as she got to her feet.
"Variety is the spice of life. I told you a trial will convince you. You have such a beautiful body." Her voice turned husky again as her gaze lingered on her nipples. It tightened visibly beneath her gaze.
"I can't believe you are turning me on with just your eyes." She crossed her arms over her boobs protectively as she picked up her handbag. Titi laughed as she picked her own bag too. She took out a wad of cash and dropped it in her bag.
"Use it to take a taxi. I won't be able to drop you off as promised." Titi said regretfully.
"Thank you. I hope she won't tell Joseph about us? I still want a chance to date him." She gave her a worried glance.
"No, she didn't recognize you. She has eyes only for me. I will take you out through the kitchen door." Titi opened the door and looked out. They tiptoed past the sitting room door and Elizabeth went out through the kitchen door.
"Titilola!" Naomi bellowed from the sitting-room.
"I'm on my way ma." She locked the kitchen door hastily and hurried out of the room.
***************

Joseph was back at home. He was gisting his mother about his outing when she walked in. He paused with a smile for her.
"Favourite sis, how are you today?" He grinned at her as he beckoned to her to come over.
"As if he has more than one sister." She mumbled, hiding a grin as she sat down beside him. He laughed heartily as he hugged her to his side.
"Where is your partner? Is that not the girl who visited Joseph a few weeks ago?" Naomi frowned at her.
"You recognize her?" Titilola's jaw dropped in shock.
"Who is she? What girl are you two talking about?" Joseph looked from one to the other.
"Of course, I do. She went out through the back door right?" Naomi stared unflinchingly at her. She squirmed uncomfortably.
"Yes, ma." She didn't want to spoil Elizabeth's chance of dating Joseph, even though she was aware he wasn't into her. She looked up and her gaze locked with the older woman's own. She expected to see disdain, disapproval, and revulsion in her eyes but what she saw filled her eyes with tears.
"Come here." She didn't need a second invitation before she crawled into her embrace and burst into tears.
"I'm sorry. I can't help myself but I hate men." She sobbed quietly as she clung to her.
"It is okay, baby." Naomi cupped her cheek, staring down at her tear-stained face before placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Thank you for not judging me." Warm tears ran down her face but she smiled as she threw her arm around Naomi's middle.
"You are welcome. Will someone cook dinner? I'm famished." Naomi sat back with a smile.
"I will do the cooking. Edika-ikong soup and Semo coming up shortly." Titilola grinned as she vaulted to her feet.
"I will help." Joseph followed her into the kitchen.
Naomi watched them leave the room and sighed. A lesbian? Patricia, where were you when this intelligent young girl was growing up? Hmm….the royal head doesn't have a crown while the one with the crown doesn't have a royal head. What a pity!

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murphymakun:
Honestly speaking you're one of the best writers have came across with on nairaland keep it up.

Yes, lots of things happen behind closed doors.

Thanks for reading.

Qasaforlife:
Nice one. So sorry @Titi for having to pass through such horror from her brother,Imagine!!!!