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I forced myself to sleep after writing an article for the presentation I had at work. I heard the songs of the early morning birds, I felt the wind calling me to wake by my window but I had no strength in me, all my thoughts were on Deji. I had refused to go near my phone, I couldn’t take it if Mfon was actually right.

‘No, stay positive all the time, something good is coming your way’ I repeated the words as I looked at the mirror.
I looked different, the child in me had died, innocence had died and a woman was born. I forced a smile as I stared at my reflection, but deep down I wasn’t happy.
‘Good morning Riri, we need to talk, by now you’ve seen his wedding pictures all over facebook, you would need me to pull through this, trust me, I’ve been in your shoes before’ Mfon rapped on her door.

‘Get away, I don’t believe you’ my heart raced as I heard the words I dreaded.

‘Alright then, I’ll force it down’ she increased the pounding and I rushed to meet her, I knew Mfon too well. If she said she would break my door, just to prove a non existent and stupid point she would do just that.

‘Are you okay now? Why don’t you get off my back’? I hissed angrily as I faced her.

‘I don’t want Deji to hurt you, please don’t push me out’ she begged and I let her in.

‘From the comments I read, he’s been dating this other girl for a very long time’ Mfon cleared her throat.

‘Okay , are you done’? I replied.

‘Oh my God, she didn’t check his profile, I see why you don’t believe me, I won’t bother you again, I swear, I would never ask after your love life, handle yourself Redeemed’ she knew somehow that I hadn’t logged into facebook.

‘Wait, let me check his profile and God help you, I find nothing’ I inhaled deeply and fetched by tablet.
My fingers shook as I typed his name, what if this was real? One thing was for sure, I would never be the same.
‘There’s nothing here, where did you get your news from’? I released the breath I’d been holding.

‘What? There has to be something there, Deji is getting married Riri, I saw his prewedding photo, I swear to you, why would I tell you lies’? I could see tears well up in her eyes.

‘So did you happen to save this picture? Did you screenshot it?’ I mocked her, I was now sure my friend envied me or she was too nosy.

‘I forgot to, I thought you must have seen it, you have to believe me, Deji is evil and he would bring you pain’ Mfon cried.

‘You make me sick Mfon, first you said he was getting married, now he is evil, why are you bent on destroying my relationship? Why can’t you mind your business’? I yelled at her. I was angry for so many reasons, I let fear into my heart and I doubted Deji’s love for me, all because of her.

‘Alright, what if he deleted it out? Have you thought about that’ she wiped her face and asked.

‘You’re ridiculous, just don’t ever mention Deji’s name again, excuse me’ I walked out on her triumphant. Truly, my day was going to be awesome, this was just a little motivation for my seminar, later at work.

I rushed to my diary and scribbled this:’ Darling Diary, My friend envies me.’

I had to be careful with the things I discussed with her, I decided to speak to my Deji, if she was capable of cooking up such cheap lies just to separate us, then she could do anything to harm me, I decided.
‘Hello Darling, how was your night’? I missed him badly and wished I could see him soon.

‘Hello Redeemed, can you call later, or I call you back, I’m busy right now’ he replied. Before I could say anything in return, he’d cut the call on me.

‘Wow’ I felt hurt, didn’t he miss me the way I did him? I dropped the phone and rushed into the shower, I’d wait for his call. I sighed as I suddenly remembered that his mother had paid him a visit.
He must’ve been in the kitchen preparing something for her, Deji had excellent culinary skills.

I closed my eyes and imagined us going for a picnic, where he’d bring me some meal he cooked and we’ll kiss and make love in the open. I chuckled softly as my naughty thoughts faded and the sound of reality awakened me.

I was in love with a man, his name was Deji.
***
‘Who was that darling’? his girlfriend pawed sweetly.

‘Goodmorning sunshine’ Deji pulled her atop him and kissed her slowly. Jennifer was the love of his life, and they were getting married in a month’s time.

‘I was speaking to one of my clients’ he replied and ran his fingers all over her body.

‘Why did you take off our pictures? I want my friend’s to know, that I am getting married to Deji Williams, the most adorable man in Nigeria’ she lowered her head and kissed him.

‘Let’s keep it low for now, it’s a month Jenny, besides you were the one that put them up and tagged me, so I logged into your account and removed it. Let’s keep our lives private, you know, bringing relationships to social media ruins everything’ he replied.

‘Well, you’re right, I was just working under the influence of euphoria, I love you so much honey’ she smiled.
Deji had been her lover for ten years, they’d their ups and downs, but she loved him so much and he treated her like his queen.

‘How long do you want to stay with your baby’? he asked, he had plans for Redeemed, the girl he’d just laid the night before. He couldn’t wait to taste her again.

‘I’m returning to Abuja today, I just came to show you the wedding card samples’ she fetched them from her bag.

‘Okay, I like this one, you know I am partial to blue’ he pointed at the dark blue colored card.

‘Wow, I knew that’s what you’d love’ she laughed.

‘Let me make you breakfast, then, I’ll drop you off at the salon to do your hair’ he was a born romantic and he knew how to treat women nicely.

‘Hmmm, sounds nice but I’ll pass, make love to me right now’ she flickered her tongue over his lips.

‘You’re killing me baby’ he trailed a line on her fragile laps while she positioned herself on top of him.
‘I’ll have to take it Jenny, my cousin Jake is calling’ he fetched his phone.

‘Hello Jake, how are you’? they all worked in the same company.

‘Bad news bro’ Jake returned.

‘I don’t understand, what’s going on’? Deji narrowed his brows.

‘Work related business, we may have to sell our company over to the Tosin’s’ he replied.

‘How so? What’s really happening’? he couldn’t believe his ears.

‘You need to come home, we’re gonna have a meeting with officials from Olive Groves Corporation, they have a proposal that might help us’ he said.

‘Alright bro, I’ll be there’ Deji ended the call, he wasn’t too pleased with what he’d just heard about his family’s company.

‘What’s wrong baby’? Jenny caressed his chest.

‘Nothing’ he forced the disturbing thoughts out of his mind, while his fingers plunged deeply into her wetness and she moaned.

‘Take me baby, take me now’ she cried.

‘I love you Jenny’ he stared into her eyes before dropping her on the bed and slipping in between her slender legs.

The world turned, everything seemed distant as they both soared on the cloud of pleasure.
‘I love you Deji’ she cried as they both released.
‘I love you my angel, you rock my world’ he kissed her forehead.

Missmossy:
Beautiful end, good work Buttersss. More wisdom, strength and inspiration to you.

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EPILOGUE
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‘Open up bitch, open up and face me’ Angel had decided to pay the Shaman a visit since Onojo had refused to take her calls.

‘I know you’re in there, just open up’ she scanned the place to be sure she hadn’t missed the room she’d met the Shaman’s wife.

After thirty minutes of waiting, a man appeared from nowhere and walked up to her.

‘Excuse me lady, are you looking for someone’? he asked.
‘Hmmm, not really’ she contemplated in her heart, should she ask him about the Shaman or should she walk away and never look back?
‘Oh, so why are you here?’ the man asked.

‘I have been here before, to see the Shaman who lives here, I would love to meet with him again but he isn’t opening up…’ she explained.

‘Oh, the Indians you mean’? the man chuckled.

‘Yes, the Indians’ she nodded.

‘I’m sorry lady, they left for their country, they were caught without their papers, they entered into our country illegally, one of the reasons I was being paid to monitor this building, so if I were you, I’d leave immediately’ the man advised.

A sick feeling crept up in her throat, she had been stupid, her insecurity had led to her doom.

‘Thank you’ she whispered and walked away a victim. From it all, she learnt a lesson, whenever love found her a second time, she would believe in it and hold strong to the promises of love.
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‘Happy birthday sweetheart’ he nuzzled her ear as they reached their hotel room. He’d decided to take her on a trip to Abuja, he wanted to show her how much he cared about her.

‘Dayo, why do you have to go through all these? I am speechless’ she was amazed by his generosity.
They’d been dating for three weeks and he’d made her feel so special, so important and it scared her it could all end like a bad dream.

‘I’ll answer your questions later…’ he pulled her closer to him.

‘I love you Dayo…’ she wrapped her hands round him.

‘Prove it…’ he winked, he was teasing her.

‘I love you so much’ she replied huskily, then lifted herself to meet his mouth, he tasted so sweet, his masculine scent aroused her greatly and her hands reached for his belt.

‘Are you sure about this’? he stopped her.
‘Yes, yes, I want you to make love to me’ desire welled up in her eyes, desire ignited a fire in him and he scooped her up and dropped her gently on the bed.
Make love they did, and after the passionate dance, they lay in each other’s arms knowing they were destined to be together.
THE END.

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IKADA: THRONE OF LOVE
The orange sun was gradually fading into the indigo skies, evening had come and he knew he had to find a place to hide himself.
He had journeyed from his kingdom for two moon nights, this was the third day and he was yet to arrive his destination.
Akan struggled with the thick vegetation of the bush, he needed to find a place to rest his head, he’d slept on the naked floor of forests for two moon nights, he had to sleep on the floor just for that night and morning would take him to Afafang, where his mission would be complete.

There were three clans, Ekpe-yong, Antai and Afafang, all were sovereign and handled matters independently,but Ekpe-nyong was the greatest and strongest of them all.
Her sons and daughters ruled the lands like the stars of the skies, in their numbers they had created for themselves a large army. Their rivers never ran dry and had much fish to feed the massive population, they had palm fruits which gave them all and they traded with other kingdoms and made great wealth but the King still wasn’t satisfied.
It had started like rumors, then the priest had confirmed it, there was a hidden treasure in Afafang that could threaten the wealth and very existence of Ekpe-yong and Antai, for Ekpe-yong sought for only one thing: power and total control of the other kingdoms.
‘May the gods be praised’ Akan exhaled slowly as he neared a stream, the vegetation was lush and the whole arena smelt of clay mixed with rain water, he quickly rushed towards the water body, he needed to be quick about it.

He dropped his leopard skin bag and his sword and bent to drink from the stream, the wind was mild and the swaying of the palms cooled his ebony skin.
He fell on his knees and scooped some water from the stream with his bare palms, he hadn’t taken up to two palm full of it when he felt something cold on his back, he was a warrior and he knew this object was a blade.
‘Rise slowly and turn around, don’t try anything stupid and by the gods don’t dare me’ the gruff voice ordered.
***
‘Why do you cry mother’? Afiamma dropped her water pot and rushed to her mother’s side, she had just returned from the stream.

‘Nothing child…’ the woman hadn’t heard when her daughter had returned.

‘You lie mother, what is bothering you’ the girl wrapped her hands round her mother.

‘It bothers me sometimes…’ the woman sobbed, many years back she had been banished from Afafang, so they both lived in the outskirts of the land.

‘What bothers you mother’? the girl asked.

‘How we’ll eventually end up, look at us, living outside our own land, I think about you child, how would you ever marry when they know we’re both cursed’? the woman sobbed.

‘Cursed? Did the gods pronounce us cursed? Or the people chose to reject you because you saved me from death’ the girl replied and the woman looked up feeling surprised.
She had never revealed to the girl the truth of which she wasn’t her biological mother, how come she knew about the circumstances that led to her banishment?

‘The gods told me…’ she smiled ruefully. She had a gift, a third eye which saw things of the spirit world, things of the past and things to come in future.

‘I am sorry I kept it away from you, I didn’t want you to stop loving me, I didn’t want you to ask me questions I had no answer to, I didn’t want to be left alone’ the woman cried.

‘It’s okay mother, the gods know everything, if you hadn’t picked me from that forest, I would’ve been dead’ she replied.

‘You see child, I was barren for many years, my husband took a new wife who didn’t waste time providing heirs for him, but these children all died successively and I was accused of being a witch, that I ate them up. I was taken to the shrine to swear my innocence, I did, but the gods had refused to say a word to the priest, but I was allowed to live my life for a certain period of time after which my case would be re-visited. My husband’s love had turned into hatred, I lived in fear and pain that one day he could strike me dead with his sword.
I left for the stream one morning to water my plant beds, then I heard a child cry, I quickly rushed and found you in the forest, I called for help, I cried out for people, but no one came, that was when I decided to take you home.
I showed you to my husband and begged he allow me keep you, he just looked at me and walked past, like I had said nothing, I nursed you for two market weeks then the unthinkable happened…’ she stopped and broke into tears.

‘What happened’? Afiamma asked.
‘My husband and his new wife died shortly after that, that was when the priest openly accused me of witchcraft, that I had killed all members of my family, if not for the ruling king then, Obong Ikpaisong, I would’ve been buried alive as was the custom when someone was found guilty of witchcraft, but he chose to spare my life and yours, that’s how we came to live here’ the woman explained.

‘I see, thanks again mother for saving me, I wish the gods revealed to me my parents and why they chose to abandon me, I would always love you mother more than anything else’ she rubbed her mother’s face.

‘I love you too my darling child, my jewel, who grows more beautiful as the day goes by’ she smiled happily.
Afiamma was as her name implied, ‘Fair woman’, her skin was white like goat’s milk and tender like the morning leaves soaked in dew, she was truly beautiful to behold.
‘So, why is this king different? The people do not like his rule, I see their sad faces each night when I dream’ she asked curiously.

‘Ah, Eduwem has always been a mischievous little devil, he succeeded his brother as Ikpaisong had no male child, his rule is terrible indeed’ the woman shook her head.
‘Well, soon, all that would be over, pain would be taken away from the land and a new ruler with a good heart would rule the three clans which would be merged together eventually.’ She smiled.

‘Did the gods show you this’? her mother asked.
‘Yes, he is already here’ she replied as the vision faded.

Dear people, another sweet one for you. Historical fiction. Drop a comment. Do not steal my work.

***
‘Here’s some money, use that and get a cab, you need to leave’ he’d returned with some naira notes.
I stared at him dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, what to say, my mouth itched for words but my tongue was asleep, this was surprising.
I wrote love stories for a living and usually, after a lovemaking scene, the two lovers always laid in each other’s arms saying sweet words to one another, why was my case different?

‘I don’t want to go’ I declined and sank into the cushion.

‘You are kidding right? I’m expecting a visitor and it would be appropriate for you to be seen here, she may see you in bad light, I promise to call in the morning, okay?’ he bent and placed a quick kiss on my lips. It felt good, but it wasn’t from his heart, why did he want me to leave so bad?

‘It’s my mother, she came to see me…’ he said as if reading my thoughts.

‘Your mother? Can I see her’? I was a bit excited, Deji always gushed about the woman, he loved her very much.

‘No dear, not yet, you would meet my family when the time comes, excuse me’ she winked and fetched his buzzing phone.

‘I would love to meet them…’ I smiled, did he really mean what he said? My heart fluttered at his words. If he wanted me to meet with his family, it meant he would marry me.

‘Okay mum, give me twenty minutes, I’ll pick you up, love you’ he whispered and returned to me.

‘Are you okay? You don’t seem happy, didn’t you enjoy my lovemaking’? he arched his brow.

‘It’s nothing, I’m fine…’ I replied.

‘Good, I have an idea…’ he bit my ear softly and I felt my abdomen soften.

‘Let’s do it one more time, I’ll take you to the heavens’ he didn’t wait for my permission before slipping a hand into my dress as he set my mounds free from the bondage of a black bra.

‘You’re killing me softly…’ I moaned underneath him as he rode me.

‘I love to f*ck you baby’ Deji was wild.

‘I love you Deji’ I cried again as I felt myself soar the clouds, I smiled contently as I reached the grove of pleasure.

‘You’re so sweet Riri’ he kissed me and rose to his feet.

I noticed he never spoke the words ‘I love you’ but I didn’t bother him, he’d showed me he truly loved me, no man had loved me this way before, he was my first and would be my last, my heart suddenly found faith in him, in his love and his eyes when I stared at him.

‘I’m glad you gave me your virginity’Deji smacked my backside.
‘It’s because I love you so much, I’d do anything for you’ I said huskily.

‘Does that include catching a grenade for me’? he winked.
‘I’m not Bruno Mars, but I can sure try’ I replied and we burst out laughing. I loved the sound of our laughter, it was real, and we both were happy.

‘Alright, take care of yourself, how’s Mfon by the way? would you tell her about this’? he knew Mfon resented him and knew how close we were.

‘No, it’s my life not hers’ I replied.

‘Good. Take care of you’ he blew me a kiss and led me to the door.
***
It wasn’t too late so cabs were much around, I halted one and slid into it, the night was still cold but I still felt Deji’s warmth on me, he was such a nice person. I was happy and glad I had given myself to him, I was sure this would make us bond.

‘Thank you good Nigerian’ I whispered to the cab driver as I handed him the fare.
‘Okay…’ the man mumbled some words I didn’t understand, maybe he thought I was drunk.
I found myself singing songs of love till I reached the door . I tapped twice and my friend opened it and I saw disapproval mixed with disappointment in her golden brown eyes.

‘What?’ I gaped at her, I didn’t like the way her eyes ran over me.

‘He has touched you, he has gotten what he wanted and he isn’t coming back’ she said. Those words felt like a blade and they seared my skin.

‘Why are you such a killjoy? Why are you so sure that Deji would hurt me? If I didn’t know you well, I’d say you’re jealous, please stay away from my relationship matters’ I cried, Mfon was getting on my nerves and I hated it when we quarreled.

‘I am not jealous of you Redeemed, I know guys like Deji, I’ve been in a relationship with guys like him before, he doesn’t love you, doesn’t deserve you, how I’m I ever going to let you see this’? Mfon asked.

‘Well, that’s your story, the fact that you got broken hearted by some cute face guy doesn’t mean we share the same fate, I am Redeemed and you are Mfon, so excuse me and goodnight’ I walked out on her and straight to my room.
Her words terrified me, sometimes it felt like she pronounced my thoughts that were being suppressed by false hope.

I dropped on the bed and sobbed for some minutes before I found the strength to open my laptop, I had a work to present to the media team at the P.R company I worked for, we were given a task to write on relationship issues and present it to the media team. Our boss told us we would be making videos too.

‘What do you do with a boyfriend who refuses to say ‘I love you’? I typed, that was my question, I needed to work on it, and I needed answers from others.
‘Why can’t she leave me be?’ my phone made a lot of noise and I picked it up, Mfon turned out to be the caller.

‘What is it now?’ I asked.

‘Log into your facebook account right now, the pictures are everywhere, Deji is getting married’.

‘You’re really crazy you know that?’ I hissed and turned off the phone.

‘Deji is getting married’ the words echoed in my brain and I found myself trembling all over.

I quickly fetched my diary and scribbled something to distract me, Mfon was lying, she was just paying me back for walking out on her.

‘ Darling Diary,
I lost my virginity tonight’

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saraphina:
let me be the first to comment on this wonderful story.This is going to b a sweet ride, let me call d a won onile literature section: Creeza,chumzypinky,Leigh,swann...

thanks dear Saraphina

DIARY OF A LOVESICK WRITER BY ROSE AKPABIO
Darling Diary,
I don’t know if I’m doomed or cursed, why can’t I ever find love?, why does love have to hurt this badly.
My name is Redeemed Akpan and I am a lovesick writer.

‘Riri…where are you’? i shut my diary at once and wiped the streak of tears that had fallen on my face, Deji had done it again, he’d cheated on me with another woman. I met him three months back in a bank, we were both on a queue so we could make use of the automated Teller machine, somehow we got talking, I found him very handsome, he was alluring and sweet mouthed.
I am Twenty three years old and this is the first man I have dated, I love him so much but her keeps hurting me.

‘There you are, why didn’t you answer’? Mfon found me in my room.

‘Welcome’ I said and looked away, she couldn’t see me this way, I didn’t want her to worry about me.
We had been friends for four years, we both studied in the same institution though varied departments, we graduated the same here and lived together while waiting for the National Youth Service Corps.
We were both working and could afford a house, she was from a rich home, so we lived in a two bedroom flat. It took my parents much convincing to let me out of their sight, but I really needed to be free, to be independent and focus on my writing career and to find love too.

‘What’s wrong Riri’? she shifted close to me.

‘I’m fine’ I retorted and rose to my feet. She had never sanctioned my relationship with Deji, she found him unworthy of me and full of himself, but she was so wrong, Deji was the man of my dreams, he was everything I’d always wanted in a man.
Tall, dark, beardy and understanding, but he had begun acting funny after six months of dating him. He rarely called or texted, I could feel him slipping out of my hands, that was when I discovered he’d been cheating on me with other women.

‘How was work’? she wasn’t convinced.

‘I didn’t go’ I replied, it was true, seeing pictures of him kissing another woman on his Instagram page made me jealous and it ruined my day. I worked with an online company, I blogged on relationship matters and I delivered love stories to their blog.

‘Why? Why are you so uptight? Is this about your Boyfriend?’ she carefully studied me.

‘What do you care’? I packed up my laptop and my diary from the bed, I intended to walk away from her, I intended to be alone, to think on what to do next.

‘I care about your sanity Redeemed, I care about your peace and your happiness, why do you keep holding unto this guy? He isn’t as crazy about you like you are for him, let go of Deji before you make a mistake you’ll regret’ she advised.

‘It’s my life and not yours, excuse me’ I was stubborn about this.

‘Have you slept with him yet? Has he seen your panties? That could explain his lack of commitment, once a man sees your unclothedness, they’d start taking you for granted’ she said.

‘And if I do, is that a bad thing? Just let me be Mfon, you don’t know how much he’s gotten under my skin’ I replied and pushed the door.

‘Just don’t get hurt’ she sighed and dropped on the bed.

‘Whatever’ I replied, still pissed. The truth is, I haven’t had sex before, I’m still a virgin, but Deji had been pestering me to sleep with him, I was afraid and I couldn’t take such a bold step, besides I’m a firm believer in pre-marital sex though my fiction characters usually engage in it a lot.

I sat on the couch and fetched my phone, maybe having sex with him could keep, I guess that was why he went after those other women.
At that point in time, I was ready to do anything just to save my relationship, anything at all.

Deji was a nice guy, he was very generous and knew how to treat a lady well, what made me fall for him was his romantic side, he could write poems, send you flowers or just call you at night and say nothing.
Those things had stolen my heart and I couldn’t find any other man like Deji, but now? He’d stopped calling like before, he’d stopped caring and when I complained about it, he always told me he was busy.

I surfed the web for ten minutes before I logged into facebook, luckily, he was online,so this was the time to talk.
REDEEMED: good evening Deji, we need to talk.
DEJI: Talk? What about?
REDEEMD: You no longer care about me, we’re drifting apart, don’t you want me anymore? I love you so much Deji and I don’t want to lose you.
DEJI: Lmao, you love me? You’re kidding Riri, you’re right, we’re drifting apart, let’s break up, what’s the point of pretending to be in love? When we’re both miserable and sad, you don’t love me, if you did, you’d prove it.
REDEEMED: Please don’t break up on me, I would do anything you ask me too, how can show you that I love you?
I was crying at this point, love was a two edged sword, one moment it made you smile the next moment, you were in tears.
DEJI: Come over to my place, show me you love me darling, make love to me and let’s pleasure ourselves.
REDEEMED: If that’s what would make you happy.
DEJI: Aii, be expecting you, be quick about it.
REDEEMED: I love you
DEJI: same here.

‘Are you crying’? Mfon wouldn’t let me be.

‘What does it look like’? I hissed and walked away from her, this was a golden opportunity, I needed to take it, I needed to make Deji love me, I was prepared to offer him my maiden head.

‘What in god’s name has possessed this girl? Why do I have a feeling she’s about to do something stupid’ Mfon hissed and rushed towards the room.

‘Where are you going Riri? It’s dark, tell me’ she pressed on.

‘I’m seeing a friend, don’t wait up, I won’t be back home’ I deliberately left out Deji’s name, I didn’t want her to dissuade me from going.
‘A friend? What friend’? she wouldn’t let it go.

‘Don’t wait up’ I replied and rushed out of the house, leaving my friend in a sea of confusion and fear for me.
***
I took a cab to his place, I’d been there a couple of times. He lived alone in a residential area, the house was exquisite, Deji was from a wealthy family, though he wasn’t working yet, he’d just finished his Masters program at the University of Leeds, London. He told me his family owned a company and he was to be trained before being absorbed.

‘Ding dong…’ I fingered the doorbell.
I licked my lips nervously, the wind was cruel and made the night colder than it’d been on other days. A new year had just begun, yet January couldn’t hold her rain.

‘Who do we have here’? he whispered seductively, he pulled the door open and stared into my face. I could feel his eyes on my breast, he wanted me, he desired me, this pleased me greatly.

‘Hey…’ I pecked him and stepped into the house.

‘How was your trip down here’? he held my hand and kissed it.
‘Fine’ I was a bit uneasy, I’d never been with a man before.

‘Good, look at this table…’ he left my hand and caressed the table.

‘Yes?’ I wondered what he was up to.

‘I bought it for a million, it’s beautiful, isn’t it’? he asked.

‘Okay, nice’ I nodded.

‘I want us to make love here, on this table, right now, show me you love me Riri’ he walked towards me and placed a gentle kiss on my mouth.
The coldness I felt before, suddenly vanished and was replaced by warmth, the warmth of his hands on my back and the warmth of his presence.

‘I love you, you know that right?’ he asked and caressed my bare throat.

‘Yes, I know’ I quickly replied as blood pumped in my ears.

He stopped talking and fed his eyes by looking at me , his hands pulled part his belt, then he stood nude before me, the length and width of his shaft terrified me, but I held myself.

‘Do you like what you see’? his voice was low.

‘Yes…’ I trembled.

‘Good, touch it’ he brought my hands to his shaft.

‘Feels good’ I replied.

‘Now, take of your clothes darling…’ he instructed and I obeyed.
I stood nude before him and was so embarrassed, for the first time, I couldn’t stare him in the face.

‘Come closer…’ he ordered and I did as he instructed.
His touch was gentle, his caresses were maddening and his kiss was sweeter than wine.
He dropped me on the table and parted my legs, I was too drunk in pleasure to look at him, he was such a good lover.
He settled comfortably between my legs, then something happened, something that caused all the pleasure to flee.

‘Deji!’ I called out in pain, I tried to make him stop, he was hurting me but he wouldn’t, he rode me like a wild stallion.

‘It’s going to go away, the pain would be gone’ he replied.
He was right, the pain later disappeared and was replaced by a fullness, an intense pleasure I had never imagined existed in this world.

‘I love you…’ I cried as my slender body shook.

‘Oh, dear, you taste so sweet’ he groaned and fell on me.

‘I love you Deji’ I whispered shyly, I thoroughly enjoyed his lovemaking.

‘You should get going Redeemed, it’s late’ he kissed me swiftly and climbed down the table.

‘Home? Why should I go home? I want to spend the night with you’ I felt my heart race, how could he ask me home after what we’d just shared?

‘Yeaa, let me get you some money’ he left for his room and I stared at him with eyes blurred by tears.
I had just made a mistake that would haunt me forever, but my love for him had increased after our lovemaking.

Hello guys, I'm back with another one. Please do not plagiarize my work(don't tief it) Read and Like, Like and Comment. Bless you all.

If I fail to acknowledge your comments, m sorry. Thanks y'all, get ready for a new story.
this one ends on Monday.

horsesailor01, Cutechiluv

toocute4uall:
Thanks for the update....pls can we make it longer.... Pls...the suspense is too much pls

Oliver Twist

yorhmienerd:
[color=coral]Ooops, so Dayo really cared about Tola this much I just pray the baby survives [/color]

pray well

ayorinbolableszy:
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
lovely update,more knowledge,wisdom and grace from above
but pls d suspence is toooooooo much
am in d suspence abeg more update

thanks dear

kinah:
this is Bella or Na Abella handwork. angel is not an angel at all. I pity her if dayo shld discover what she did. I no korina will never forgive her for poisoning her moms. Good job Angelsss

thanks Kinah

princessadeola:
weldone ma'am

thanks for your lovely comment

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Chumzypinky:
Heyyy! Bt i tot its love portion and not poison na...so its supposed to make Dayo's mum luv Angel na...

Its ida d shaman switched it and gave ha poison instead of luv portion and perhaps, it would have also killed Dayo also.

Buttersss, have you watched a movie titled THE MOON THAT EMBRACED D SUN??

nope, I don't watch Korean movies ...
I got the term "Shaman" from a book on red indians

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Chumzypinky:
It luks lyk Dayo's mum is goin 2 b a lesbian *giggles*

Lol you ehn...