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Welcome sire oluwashedy: Lets go thereYou're right its typographical. DOWHILE: Aiit sir. Perhaps we shld start from dis comment I quoted. U might wanna correct d "mistaked" I'm sure it's a typographical error.Welcome boss. TemitopeDaniel: Tee'dan was ere... following sire |
--continuation-- Tina got to the top floor where her office was located. She got to the front door, her secretary, Lola was already on seat working on her computer. She raised her head up immediately she saw Tina walk in. "Good morning ma." She greeted. "Good morning Lola." Tina replied smiling. Lola handed a key to Tina as she walked towards her door which has a tag on it Assistant Valuation manager. She unlocked the door and walked into what she called paradise on earth. Her office was designed to taste, not too big just the normal size. A big mahogany table stood in front of a cushion studded chair and two chairs stood before the table. A laptop stood atop the table and some paper files were neatly arranged on her table beside the intercom. "Thank You Jesus." she said to herself as she dropped her handbag and sat down to begin the day's work after saying a quick prayer. She worked for the next three hours non-stop reviewing some contracts that are halfway completed by the contract team before she came. She made some changes and forwarded the corrected figures to the Contract Valuation manager. She kept on recieving calls from the workers in the construction firm all of them congratulating her on her appointment. "I can't wait to meet you during lunch break." They all said before ending the call. 11:50am: Lunch break The lunch break is scheduled for 12noon but 11:50am is when everyone is expected to round up things and tidy their tables before heading for the restaurant on the ground floor. There was a knock on her door. Lola walked in a few seconds later. "I want to ask if you'll be going for lunch downstairs or you want you food in here?" Lola asked. Tina thought for a while before she replied. "I'll like to have it downstairs." She repled. "Okay. Lets go together." Lola said. Tina stood up picked up her phone and headed for the company's canteen with her secretary. ------------------------ Everything about the canteen showed class. The setting of the tables, the counter, even the dishes were world class and except you walk out of the big canteen you won't believe you are still in Nigeria. Tina got downstairs and sat down on a chair among the four chairs that rounded the table. Everyone in the hall was staring at her and this made her uncomfortable. She sat down and buried her head into her phone. She could hear Lola exchanging greetings with everybody in the room. Just then Mr Clement a thirty year old Contract Valuation Manager walked into the canteen and everybody hailed him. He waved at them all as he proceeded to Tina's table. "Any problem?" he asked. "None sir." Tina replied. Clement sat down without being invited. "You don't have all the day. Call for something now or you end up wasting your time without eating a thing." Clement said as he stood up and stretched his hand forth. She took his hand in hers and stood up as they headed for the counter. As they approached the counter where about five workers dressed in uniform were taking orders and serving the foods she was stopped by a lady who introduced herself as Amaka and every other person in the canteen followed suit introducing themselves to her and wishing her a nice time. By the time the luch hour ended she discovered that she was still hungry but she exited the canteen like a fufilled woman. On getting to her office she went to the small refrigerator which stood at the far end of the office. She took two sausage rolls and a bottle of Coke as she sat down and unwrapped the snacks. --to be continued-- |
Owkay sire. JigsawKillah: just be consistent |
Like we've always konwn d9ty7. I am still opened to your constructive criticism and I'll be here to take them all in good faith. Together we can get better. Keep your comments and criticism coming. |
@DOWHILE: Am glad you showed up. You can correct my mistakes and tell me how I can improve. @Kaymania: Thanks for coming on board sir. |
Its a difficult decison to take but i have no other choice. Dorisbest: Oooo.....hh noooooI've been demoralized concerning this story. |
--continuation-- On the day of her resumption Tina woke up very early even though she couldn't sleep throughout the night. The excitement kept making her toss on the bed. She woke up and said her prayers before dashing into the bathroom which she shared with other tennants, she took her bath and ten minutes later she was rubbing herself with her body cream. She got dressed and sprayed a considerable amount of perfume on her body, she packed her hair to the back perfectly bringing out her beauty. Even though she had a light makeup she still looked stunning. She stood at the bus/stop waiting for a taxi to convey her to work dressed in a black suit and skirt and a sky blue shirt coupled with her matching open top shoe. Three minutes later she was on her way to her place of work, the cab driver was taking his time in manuovering bends and turns while he respected and waited at every showing of red on the traffic light and he moved when the light turns green. Tina looked tensed and anxious, she almost complained to the driver to ignore the traffice light but she dare not even though she has complained about the driver's slow pace five times in the last ten minutes. "Madam take it easy na. The time is just 7:05am and no one will complain because of your lateness unless if he didn't look at you face." The driver said smiling. "And what's on my face?" Tina asked keeping a straight face. "You are just too pretty. No one gets angry with a fine face." the driver said laughing and other passengers joined him. Tina blushed and she kept quiet noy knowing what to say. "You should say that to your wife." Tina replied him. "I will marry you and I'll carry you in my car everyday for free." The driver said laughing as he pulled up in front of The Douglas group of companies. Tina alighted and paid her transport fare, the cab man took it from her and gave her her change. "I wonder how many wife you'll marry if you are the richest man in town." Tina said and hurriedly walked accross the grass lawns which led to the small gate. She looked back to see the cab driver backing out and turning unto the street. She smiled to herself. "Madam, good morning." A security man greeted. "Good morning sir." She replied. "You came earlier today." he said. "Yes. You know its my first time and first impression they say...." She said and paused for him to complete it. "Last longer my sister." The security man completed the adage as he opened the gate properly for her to walk in. She greeted the other security men on duty as they all bowed for her curtly. "Enjoy the rest of you day Mr Hassan." Tina said as she walked away. "And you too ma but you'll tell me how you got to know my name." Hassan said as he proceeded to open the big gate for the car honking outside. Tina walked on and turned back. "Check the name tag on your chest." Tina said as she disappeared behind the fleet of car in the parking lot. --to be continued-- |
--continuation-- An hour later, Tina walked back into the reception on the third floor where she met Rose, the receptionist. She greeted the both of them and sat down on the chair she had sat when she got there an hour ago. She was given a magazine that tells the story of The Douglas Group of Company in particular the branch of the company that was located on the first three floors, THE CONSTRUCTION FIRM. She was flipping through the pages of the magazine marvelled at the success the company has recorded so far both internally and internationally. She was sipping a 1litre pack of an orange juice. Just then her phone beeped and bringing it out of her bag she discovered that she just got a mail message. She opened her mail account and saw the message headline from T.D.G.C, she expanded the massage and it reads; "Congratulations Miss Tina Roberts, you have succesfully been appointed as the Assistant Valuation manager on every contract of the company. See the general accountant for more details." she read to herself. She felt the urge to jump up seven times and roll on the ground to show her happiness but she composed herself and smiled. Immeadiately she started thinking of how she'll spend her first salary. Something she is yet to discuss with the accountant. "Congratulations ma'am." Rose said. "Thank You." She replied hiding her suprise at how she knew about her appointment. "My name is Hadiza and you are Tina right?." The other receptionist said from her desk. "Yes." She replied as she thanked her stars at getting an appointment to work here. She can't wait to start working. She started conversing with the two receptionists who were chatting with her without stopping their works. They didn't take their eyes off the computer screen as they answered her questions with intelligence. Just then the intercom rang. Hadiza who seems to be Rose's superior picked up the call. "Hello sir." she said immediately she picked the call. "She's here with us." She replied the caller's question. "Okay sir." she replied and dropped the reciever. She raised her head up and smiled. "The accountant asked to see you." Hadiza said and contiued whatever she was doing on her computer system. _______________ A few minutes later Tina was in the accountant general's office. They discussed issues pertaining to her appointment including the payroll on which she'll be placed and was told to resume the following monday leaving her with a week to make preparations. Her office was later shown to her including some important department on the floor. She met some of the staffs she'll be working with and they recieved her warmly. She was asked to wait for the CEO but after waiting for about an hour without the CEO showing up, she left with the aim of meeting the man she has always seen give speeches at function on the tv. --to be continued-- |
--continuation-- Few minutes later the other applicants walked into another door from the reception one after the other. Tina sat down praying within herself that she gets the job as she is the breadwinner of her small family, her ageing mother and two younger ones who are both in the university. Then it was her turn. She stood up and adjusted her Navy blue suit over a knee-length skirt and a white inner shir. She stood up and marched in the way others had done. He open top shoe making sounds as it kisses the ground. "Oh Lord please be with me." She said as she checked the map that was given to her to see the next line of action. She ascended the stairs and got into another reception on the third floor. Without much ado, she greeted the receptionists and stated her mission. "You are here for the interview right?" One of the ladies asked. "Yes ma." Tina replied. The receptionist collected the first map that was given to her and handed her another one which shows every department on the third floor. "Goodluck ma. My name is Rose." She said. "Amen. I am Tina." She replied smiling. Tina walked towards the door and greeted the second receptionist who only waved her hand. She got into the next hall and began to search for the personnel recruiting department which according to the map is in the laft wing. She entered into the department hall and met about ten workers busy with their systems. She didn't bother to greet them, she pushed her way through until she got to a door with the inscription. 'INTERVIEW COMMITTEE." She pushed the door open after knocking for a few seconds and was asked to come in. She walked in to meet seven prying eyes staring at her. She didn't allow that to disturb her, she walked into the hall properly. "Good morning Sirs and Mas." she greeted the committee members numbering up to seven. They all looked comfortable and well to do. They are all in either their late fifties of mid fifties. "Young lady. How may we help you?" A woman who has a low cut asked. She seems to be in her late fifties. "Am here for the interview." Tina replied. "Interview? In a committee cnference room? You are in a wrong room." Another man in his early fifties said. "But according to the mad I was given, the committe room was marked as my next destination." She argued. "You have to retrace your steps. Why don't you follow the other applicants?" The low cut woman asked. "None of us knew the way around here. And I was directed by the receptionist to come here. I know she can't mislead me." Tina replied sternly. Then the head of the interview panel picked up his intercom and punched in some numbers. "She passed." He said to whoever was on the line with him. "Congratulations. Go into the next hall. You'll be told what to do." The head of the panel said to her. She walked out of the room wondering what the man meant by the words 'she passed.' She kept her calm hoping that her curiousity would be solved when she gets to the next room. --to be continued-- |
CHAPTER 1 Tina a young lady of about twenty five walked towards the gigantic headquater of The Douglas group of companies. A very big company if not the largest in the country. T.D.G.C has a chain of business including a shoe making factory, a construction firm, a car assembling point, an oil company which is the second largest to Shells. The chairman of the Douglas group of companies, Chief James Douglas is an half caste who started his business shortly after the civil war in Nigeria, he made his name during the millitary government and got his money when he was the vice president to a former millitary president. Even though he is based in Belgium, his first son Raymond has been managing the business for the past three years since his return from the United States of America where he studied business Administration and made his mark as the best graduating student at the John Hopkins university. Tina walked towards the very big gate which when opened completely could take five cars at a time. "Good morning sir." She greeted one of the security men on duty. "Morning ma'am. How may I help you?" He asked smiling. She smiled back and walked into the compound. Another of the security men searched her including her bag. "I guess the interview is in progress already. But take a walk down there, the first turning by the left leads to the elevator." Another of the security men directed. "Thank You Sirs." She said appreciatively before walking according to the direction given. This is the first company she'll be applying to. All other vacancy options are always backed up with a number of years working experience, even for a fresh graduate. That has been a major turn off but seeing this vacancy on a website known as jobberman without any stipulated years of experience, it seems promising and coupled with her sleepless nights of praying she knew God will be there before her. But her major concern was the aptitude test. Its over a year she opened her books last. Only time will tell. She concluded as she punched in some keys as the elevator made a rumbling sounds indicating its movement to the top. She got into a big spacious reception where two ladies probably in their mid twenties are seated behind two desks on which a desktop computer stood beside some paper files. "Good morning." Tina greeted. "Good morning how may I help you?" One of the receptionists replied. "Am here for the interview." She replied. "Oh! You're welcome. Take a sit there." the same receptionist said. She walked towards a long reception chair where about ten people were seated already, six men and four ladies. "Good morning." She greeted before taking a seat beside them. "Good morning." They said in unison. A few seconds later, one of the receptionist who has been silent since she arrived walked up to her with a tray on which a bottle of malt lies with a glass cup coupled with a small piece of paper on which a map is structured on it. Which is a direction to various departments and floors in the building. "Thanks." She said. "You're welcome ma'am. My name is Judith." The receptionist introduced herself. "And I am Maryam." The other receptionist siad smiling. Tina smiled and nodded her head as she prayed within herself that she get an opportunity to work with this wonderful people. Shortly afterwards, she was called to submitt her curriculum vitae which was copied into the computer system. --to be continued-- |
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Stay tuned for the start of the story. -Why is Senator David against the union of Raymond and Tina? -How did Raymond meet Tina? -Is there any secret? -What is the past that came calling? There is only one way to find out. Keep up with this story and follow till the end. PeAcE.. |
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PROLOGUE Chief James Douglas a billionaire and a business tycoon was seated in his spacious sitting room with the members of his family. His wife Bianca and their last daughter Tinuke a twenty-two year old damsel sat on the couch. From the look of things it seems like they have a function to attend because Mrs Douglas was checking the time every minute. "Mum, whats keeping us waiting?" Tinuke asked as she seemed to have run out of patience. "Your brother needs to lead the way. No one knows the way to his wife's house. And remember its his introduction, we all have to move together." Bianca explained. Just then the door into the sitting room opened and Raymond walked in dressed in a white native atttire sewn to perfection by the best designer in the country followed by his younger cousin, Dayo who just finished from the university. At once they all stood up and Dayo gave a short prayer as they all filed out of the house into three waiting cars. A limousine which is expected to carry Raymond and Dayo while a wine coloured space bus is expected to carry Chief Douglas, his wife and Tinuke. The last vehicle in the convoy is a newly purchased Nissan Amanda who has no occupant in it except the driver. The Amanda led the way followed by the limo and lastly the space bus. "Hello David. Meet us at the round about." Chief Douglas said to his brother over the phone. His younger brother, Chief David another business tycoon is expected to join the groom's family train with his convoy as they all march toward's the bride's family house. *****THIRTY MINUTES LATER***** The introduction ceremony had progressed over time as the grooms family had paid some traditional neccesities. Even though the bride came from a low class family, she was howerver accepted into the family. The Douglas, arguably the richest business man in the country. His son, Douglas is the yongest billionaire in th country as he is the one in charge of his father's chains of business both in the country and abroad. Despite the fact that Bianca was against the union, her husband talked her out of choosing a partner for their son. The MC anchoring the even called out the bride for the first time and Tina walked out looking beautiful and in a simillar attire to that of Raymond. "No way. My nephew can't get married to this lady before me." David shouted at the top of his voice as Tina knelt down before her fathers-in-law. Therefore bringing the proceedings to a halt and shock was written on everybody's face while guilt was claerly written in capital letters on Tina's face. --to be continued-- |
Jigsawkillah and Noah13 you guys are wonderful. You deserve something. How many updates do you want per day?... |
I want to call on my friends who have been with me through thick and thin. When I debuted my story writing career here they accepted me even though I wrote rubbish and gradually I became a better writer and they(the readers) became a better critic. I'll start from writers who started before me. The rock555, Temitope Daniel, Queen xstar, Kingzpen. Those who came after me. Stefikal, Flakkydagirl, Elantracey, Noble4d. And the important readers of my stories. LogoDWhiz, Walewunmi, Hameenat94(even tho she no longer reads my story), dammygoody, Timothy3113, Mohammed11, Mikkyphaton, Kingphilip, Yemlizzy, Lorlaahlozz, Snowprincee, Tapout, Habenz, Aisha, Uthman51, Labaski, PrinceAdepoju, Balley, Temmytayo20, Jaywonluv, Danpersie31, Tohero, Horpybabe, Domido, Bishopkay, Baba ireti, Sexy sapphire, Haybeeb, Omotolaray, Melancholy, Beckytee, Ormorlehwah, Sangarara, Chyluv1000, handmaid, ohibenema, reallysure, ogogoro92 and others whom I don't have their name in writing. D9ty7 is kickstarting another story am sure you don't wanna miss out. |
I am starting this story to regain my lost balance. This story is aimed at bringing the name d9ty7 back to everyone's lips. Let's get it started. [img]shadows.jpeg[/img] |
After the wipe off I have been demoralized to continue this story. I hereby call on the mods Obinnau and Mynd44 to delete this thread on my behalf. |
--continuation-- The activities inside DES & CLAR BEAUTY CONCEPT was out of this world. The African traditional Heritage hall was filled to the brim. Sitting in fours around a table each. Celebrities from far and wide all converged to witness the commissioning of the new company. Part of activities to be incorporated in the Des & Clar beauty concept are a clothing line, a boutique, a shoe making factory, cream production to mention a few. This is certainly the biggest of such innovatives in West Africa and it is worth over twenty billion naira. Popular Musician Emzypaz and his black niggas entertainment record label were digging it on the stage. Desmond was seen almost everywhere in the hall holding hands with a very beautiful half caste lady. The lady was dressed in a Yellow lui voitton knee length gown which brought out her curvy shape and every of her smile is adorned with a perfect dimple. "Hello Engineer Thompson." Desmond greeted a young man in his early thirties who was also a guest. "Hey Des." Engineer Thompson replied. "This is Clara my beautiful girlfriend. Clara this is Thompson my long time neighbour." Desmond made the introduction while Clara and Thompson shook hands. Activities all went down for the next one hour before the MC of the occassion, a very popular South African comedian called on Desmond for the opening of the company. Desmond majestically walked to the stage, took hold of the microphone and began. "Thank you very much for coming to this great occassion. Now we have come to the most awaited segment of the occassion, which is the commissioning proper. I'll like to call on my friend, Raymond Meyler who is represented by his secretary, Miss Clara James to commission this project." Clara was suprised to the bones as she opened her mouth in bewilderment before reluctantly walking up and Desmond led her and the lot of people in the hall to the entrance. "Now we call J-E-S-U-S." The MC spelt out and Clara cut the ribbons and everyone clapped their hands. They all moved back into the hall to resume the chain of activities that lined up before them. There were donations and picture sessions before the MC announced the last activity of the day. Desmond got onto the stage and grabbed the microphone. He thanked the invited and uninvited guests, those that made donations and those that contributed to the success of the event. Just when he was about to round up his long speech, he paused for a few seconds and he called for evrybody's attention. All activites in the hall came to a halt, no one was moving around, the waiters all stood their grounds and waited for the next line of action. He began; "Life is filled with various ups and downs but only the brave can successfully have a breakthrough. No one on earth can exercise his braveness or courage without someone encouraging him from the backstage like the film makers will say. Over the years I have come to realise that when a friend is the basis of one's encouragement, it is better if one tighten the friendship and if it is a woman, nothing stops you from tieing the knot with her." He began before he paused. He came down from the stage and walked through the tables in the hall before he got to a table where she sat with her friends. "Come with me." he said as he held her hand and led her to the stage. On getting to the stage, he went down on his knees and removed a wine coloured box, he opened it and a diamond ring glittered with the held of the light. "Clara Davies will you marry me?" Clara opened her mouth in shock as tears tricked down her cheeks. Desmond feared for the worst as his heartbeat increased the rate at which it was beating. "Yes.... Yess.....yesss." --to be continued-- |
Dnt thank me o... I competed with you na... You won slimly but all the same congrats, that's why u're d boss.... TemitopeDaniel: Jex had to do everything sharp sharp... I get exam. |
Let us see the stat na.... Wu came 2nd? No consolation prize?... Abeg o.. |
Concerning the first few chapters of the story. PEACE: Don't blame Peace o, if you were in her shoes won't you grab the opportunity. You can just imagine #1,000, #5,000, #40,000, a well furnished office i guess, a car(Toyota camry), a house. Everyone is allergic to poverty, you'll first of all accept the job then you'll go and see pastor after recieving your first salary. Brother Gbadebo: He'll fix things with God later lyk sey God na him business partner. Never underestimate the powers of a woman. Just a phone call. But come to think of it a lady called me and told me to come over to her house. Just lyk dat?... Then we are talking about food. Gbadebo wake up, there is something meaty about this.... Sowie I mean fishy. What other thing? DIVEPEN: I love your writing style and skills. I am in no position to point out faults and loopholes. I leave that to my bosses in story writing industry. |
I won't call myself a late comer cos to me this is the perfect time to come. One thing brought me here, not the story but the first brilliant post by Divepen which has some great people mentioned and a lucky me. But suprisingly one thing made me stay.... THE STORY. It will be like I came cos I was mentioned but I stayed cos the story is waoh! Tho am nt here to comment neither am I here to correct. Am here to catch some fun in reading this piece. Abeg no disappoint me o. You'll wondering who is this guy that is spewing rubbish? I am one of God's special creations. Ask LogoDWhiz. Divepen kip up the good work.... PeaCe. |
--continuation-- After settling down in Chief Oluwole's sitting room, the behind closed door meeting began. Chief Oluwole who was the host started by explaining the reason why the meeting was called to the parties involved, he told them the meeting was called to make peace reign between the three pillars of politics in the country. He explained furthermore that if the three men continue to fight on useless cause, the country system of government may breakdown and go back to the millitary era, thereby both Meyler and Oltin will be loosers at the end. He then handed over to Rochas who took his time to ask questions and in due time, he got what he wanted. Rochas blamed the three men who all had their heads bowed down listening as their fathers in politics talk to them. Even though the three men are extremely rich but the brain behind their breakthrough is Oluwole and Rochas administration. Meyler who was once the special adviser to the president on media and publicity was given a whopping sum by the president to start a business after their first tenure. The business blossomed to success and Meyler ended up resigning from his post. He callded on his friends Olubobo and Oltin to join him in the business world and together they achieved remarkable feats thanks to the presidents supports. At the end of every year, the then president(Oluwole) his vice(Rochas) and the cabinet member always have a share from the profit of the business venture and after the death of Olubobo when Oltin went his seperate ways, it became a two way thing. Oltin pays a certain percentage from his group of companies likewise Meyler. Anderson who was never a business man was drafted into the army five years before the country returned to democracy. As at the time when Oluwole won the presidential election, Anderson had risen to the post of a Colonel. A year into Oluwole's administration, he was promoted to the post of a Major and two months before Oluwole vacted the office, he was made the chief of Army staff. So all success stories of the men can't be read or narrated without mentioning chief Oluwole who was also their godfather up till date. Since inception, none of the three men has never failed to take to his words or go against his advice. At the end of the meeting, the three men agreed to forget the past and look forward to the future. They all embraced themselves happily and they dropped every grudge against themselves. Anderson didn't smile all through the exercise likewise Oltin but they all claimed to have forgotten every battle amidst them. Even though they agreed to forget the past, they didn't agree to leave politics. And no matter how close they can be, with the game of politics still on, the enemity is still there unless they are in the same political party with the same ideology of things. --to be continued-- |
--continuation-- Barrister Micheal drove into the Olubobo law chamber early in the morning. Since the murder of his newly wedded wife Titi, he has been going to office much earlier. He'll be in office before 7am and leave late in the evening around 8pm. He is always making reviews, making researches, filing reports and feeding the police. Even though his boss, Barrister John Olubobo. jnr already promised to assist him in bringing the perpetrators to book but Micheal is working on his own and making progress. All he needed to do now is to send court warrant to the culprit. He walked into his office, said his morning prayers and settled down for the day's work. Just then his phone rang. "Hello Barrister Micheal on the line." he said on picking up the call. "Hello Barrister Micheal, this is Inspector James, the officer investigating the death of your wife." The IPO informed. "Hello Mr James." Micheal replied. "Sir, i think we have a lead on your wife's death. Some four men were apprehended today at the airport following a clue from a witness at the hotel on the night of her murder." James informed. *"Thank you Jesus."* He muttered between his breathe. "So what is the next line of action?" He asked the policeman. "They've started mentioning names but...." The policeman was explaining when the line went dead. Micheal angrily hit his fist on the table. "Ouch!" he winced in pain. He picked up his phone and redial the number. "Sorry sir, I ran out of airtime." The policeman apologised on picking the call. "No problems. So you are saying something." Micheal urged him to continue. "Your attention is urgently needed in the station. They will be charged to court before the end of the week." James informed. "Am on my way. Thank You inspector James." Micheal said and hung up. He hurriedly picked some necessary materials and off he exited the Law chamber premises not after dropping a message for his boss. --------------- Chief Olu Oluwole walked into a very spacious sitting room from a room proposed to be his room or study. Already seated in the sitting room is Chief David Meyler in his usual flowing gown. Chief Oluwole was a former president of the country in the fourth republic immediatel after the change of governance from millitary to democratic. He was a sole protester for the emancipation of the country from the brutal hands of the millitary government who had little or no respect for the constitution and the rule of law. Chief Oluwole alongside his long term business partner, Rochas Ken formed a political party known as NPP(Nigeria People's Party). The NPP went on to win the presidential election and won twenty out of thirty six states in the gubernatorial election, the party won 76 out of the 109 seats in the senate and won the 60 percent seat in the house of representative. Chief Oluwole was the president while Rochas was his vice. After the succesful completion of the first term/tenure, they went on to win the second term spanning another four years and after eight years in office, they left government according to the constitution which gives room to only two terms in office. Three years after the Oluwole led administration left office, the NPP broke away and about five political parties formed from the division. Among the five parties were, The MDP, PPC to mention a few. The door opened once again and Chief Oltin walked into the sitting room. Meyler was shocked to the marrow. Just when he was about to ask questions, Major Anderson descended the stairs into the sitting room before Rochas Ken and some other top politicians including the president entered the sitting room. --to be continued-- |
--continuation-- Raymond was working on his system doing only God knows what. Just then a realisation hit him that he has not read the day's news so he decided to read them online. The moment he opened the homepage of the newspaper website where headlines are written, he saw one headline that caught his attention. It reads "Desmond of Desray clothing lines gets a big mansion like factory in the city of Lagos." Raymond was shocked to the bone, first the headline was strange, two, the headline was something else. He never expect such news at this moment. Desmond building a mansion? He picked up his phone. "Hello Des." He greeted him immediately he picked up the call. "I just saw the news. Des what......" He was saying when the line dropped dead which means he had hung up on the other end. Raymond felt betrayed immediately Desmond hung up. "Sweetheart whats wrong?" Nadia asked waking up from her sleep to find him looking depressed. "Look at this." He said as he pushed the laptop computer over to her. She sat up adjusting her nightie to cover her tighs properly. "Oh my God! Desmond is doing this?" She exclaimed. Raymond shook his head in affirmation. "What do you think?" Nadia said asking the most silly question of the year. ---------------- Rukiat came out of the room turned to the left and started running towards the emergency exit. "Stop right there." A voice said from above. She came to a halt and awaited whoever was advancing towards her. Just then a man, a half caste came before her and threatened to stab her but Rukiat with her charms was able to shield the knife away from her. She used her hands to rub her bosoms through her top. "Do you wanna have a taste?" She asked smiling seductively. "And why should I wanna have a taste?" he asked in return. Rukiat seeing that her charms isn't working deviced another plan to effect her escape. She unzipped her skirt and drew it down a bit. "That's what I love." he said. He moved towards her as he unbuckled his belt and brought out his member to as he tried to penetrate her. Blood splattered everywhere as he fell down with a thud. She adjusted her skirt and continued her running. She was dying within because she was here killing human being like they are goats. She continued running towards the exit. She descended the staircase and got to the front of a very big iron gate marked E-exit. She brought out a key and started opening a the padlocks one after the other. She opened the first padlock, the second, third. There are two padlocks remaining and she is out of this den of a place. She opened the fourth. Just when she was about opening the fifth, the light flickered on lighting up the place. --to be continued-- |
--continution-- Desmond walked into the bedroom dressed in briefs. Clara's unclad body lay on the bed. He was whistling as he walked towards his closet. Clara woke up with a sneeze. "Sweetheart are you going out?" She asked. "Yea. I have some work to do." He replied. "But today is Sunday. We should make the most of it." she complained. Desmond shook his head. How on heart will a woman like sex this much. After almost five rounds before daybreak, she still wants more. "That's true, but right now I have to go." He said as he slipped on a slippers and off he walked out of the house. The time was 7:50AM when most people are on their way to church for the first service or morning mass as the catholics call it and some muslims on their way to sunday prayers, Clara was still in bed while Desmond was all out there to carry out a devlish plan on the Sabbath day which ought to be kept holy. -------------------- A young man in his late twenties walked into the room where Rukiat was kept. He was dressed in the same overall the lady wore few hours ago. He got to her bedside and set out to work. He produced a suitcase from under the bed and opened it, inside lay different kind of tools for toture. The man removed a drilling gun and switched it on, he placed it on the bed post and in it perforated the iron bar. He nodded hi head in approval and he proceeded to place the gun on Rukiat's body. She shook vigorously as she tried to free herself. "Please don't hurt me, I'll do anything you want. Please, please, please, I promise you. Just don't hurt me. Please." She pleaded as hot tears rolled down her cheeks. The man looked at her compassionately for a few seconds before he dropped the gun after switching it off. "Please don't hurt me, I promise to do anything, I repeat anything." she pleaded further. The man took his gaze of hers as he looked the ground weighing his options. Rukiat was almost dying in suspence as she can no longer wait for his reply. "Please....." She was pleading for the third time. "Keep quiet!" He yelled at her with his deep masculine voice. She shook with fear as he heard his not so pleasant voice. She never knew he could speak. "So what do I stand to gain?" He asked. "Many things. Just make sure I am safe." She pleaded. "Twelve million." He said without thinking twice. "I don't have such an amount with me now. Let's go to the bank." She said. "And who told you I'll follow you to your goddamn bank?" He asked yelling at her for a second time. She knew she was done for as the man switched on the machine once again and proceeded to drill her skull. "Okay, I give you my body. You can have sex with me." She said without giving it a second thought. It was after she said this that her brain processed what she said but it was too late to alter her statement. "Fine! I'll be here by 11 o'clock tonight." He said as he picked up bandages and plaster from the suitcase. He places them on her hand and poured a red liquid substance on it. Rukiat was just looking at the magic being perfomed on her. "If anyone comes in here. Pretend like you are in pain. So they don't hurt you." He said as he locked the suitcase and pushed it back under the bed. She nodded her head in affirmation as she mumbled a word of appreciation. --to be continued-- |
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CHAPTER 7 The door opened jolting Rukiat back to life. A man probably in his early fourties walked in flanked on the left by a young lady dressed in a blue overall coat and a blue glove. And another young man in his late thirties carrying a brief case. The Man in the middle has a scar on his left eye and his neck. He was dressed in an all black cloth, an armless basketball vest which clearly showed the tattoo on his left arm inscribed 'EAGLE CORP'. She smelt trouble but one of the men's face looks a lot more familiar. She has met him before either in a guesthouse or a party because she could vividly remember that he was a security man in one of those two. "Please why am I here?" Rukiat asked. "Ask your goddamn father the reason why you are here" The man with the scar said. "Please, name your price we'll pay, my father is rich enough to pay you any amount." Rukiat pleaded. This further infuriated the men, as the second man slapped her hard on the face. Why is she always a victim of slap? That is the question boiling in her, first it was Nadia's slap and now the dangerous man's slap but unfortunately she dared not slap her own back, she can only try it if she is tired of living. "Your father is the only one to get you out of here. We'll be back in seventeen hours time, but if your father still refuses to abide our request, we'll be forced to use you brutally and waste your beautiful life." The man with the scar said pointing his gun to her head passing accross a message that he meant what he said. The three unknown intruder walked out of the room leaving her alone in the always dark room. She somehow wished they are still with her because she somehow enjoyed their company. At least seeing someone to talk to. She just hoped she'll see them again. She was deep in her own thought when the magical wand of sleep was pointed at her, and she drifted into a deep slumber. ----------------- Major Anderson was sitting down on a stool in his sitting room, with a bottle of Whiskey and a packet of cigarret layed on the floor, he had a stick in his mouth. He was drawing and puffing with expertise. "Oltin, will pay for this. You'll loose your family. You'll loose your business. You'll loose your life." Anderson said laughing. He has being this miserable for the past few days since her daughter's abduction. The top news making the round is Rukait Anderson, the daughter of the Chief Of Army staff has been kidnapped. Though it is not a subject of National security because it involves an individual who has nothing or little to add to the develoment of the country in the nearest future. Unlike the record kidnapp of about 200 secondary school girls in Chibok, in Borno state. Even though its our prayer that they are rescued to their respective homes safely. Anderson picked his phone dialled a number. "Abdulah, I want Nadia Anderson corpse on the Lagos state house of assembly road, first thing tomorrow morning." He gave out the instruction. --to be continued-- |
--continuation-- Falshback to the sequel update to Rukait's abduction: "Good afternoon Ray. Sorry I came late." Rukait offered her apology immediately she entered the sitting room. Raymond murmured some inaudible words to himself, he shook his head foolishly as he looked accross the table, Nadia was fuming with rage. So she won't look like an , she had to say something to the other guys at the table. Thank God she knew them by their names. "Hey Des, Clara wassup? Good afternoon Nadia." She said as she approached the dining table. Desmond waved his hand in reply, Clara gave her the trdemark smile which shows that she is recognized while Nadia gave a long hiss. Raymond was looking like a zombie. "Hold it there!" Nadia ordered. Rukiat stopped in her tracks as she looked at Raymond for a bail out. Raymond smiled and shook his head foolishly. "Come join us here." Desmond said as he stood up, walked into the sitting room and walked her back into the dinning. He made her sit down on his seat beside Nadia. "What would you like to eat?" Clara asked, forming the host. Rukiat shook her head in self pity, she seemed to have lost her appetite. Who won't? Coming to your so called boyfriend's house and on getting there you met another girlfriend and his friends having lunch. Which is the purpose to which you were there. Food ko water ni. "I guess am done doing this." Nadia said as she dropped her fork, cleaned her lips with a napkin. She stood up and walked out of the dinning. "Where to?" Clara asked foolishly. "And mind you. Don't dare taste that food, because I was the one who made them." She said before walking into Raymond's room. Desmond looked at his friend who has by now been lost in thought. He stretched his legs until it touched his, snapping him out of his reverie. "Go after her now." He signalled by shaking his head. Raymond stood up and walked in the direction which Nadia had gone. "I guessed am spoiling something here." Rukait said as she stood up, picked up her bag and made to leave. "You can't leave like that. You see......" Desmond began. Forty-five minutes later Raymond, Nadia, Desmond, Rukiat and Clara were all seated in the living room having a very serious heart to heart conversation. It seems like Desmond is making peace between the two ladies. "One thing is I bear no grudge against Nadia. She just choosed to disgrace me anywhere I go. Even though I have put that behind me now." Rukiat lamented. "Nadia you see now that you're at fault." Desmond said. Nadia wanted to argue but Desmond was quick to stop her from talking. He held her hand and pull her to her feet, likewise Rukiat. The two ladies hugged themselves for the first time in two years. "I believe we are now a big family." Desmond said smiling. Clara was busy opening the bottle of wine. She poured for everyone and in one voice they all chorused. "Cheers." END OF CHAPTER 6 --to be continued-- |
--continuation-- Raymond was in a big deep poo. He considered leaving the house amd letting the two ladies meet, but that will be a call for martial combat. Whichever way, he is a man and he shouldn't be disturbed by things like this. "Hello sweetheart." Nadia said as she walked into the sitting room with shooping bags in her hands. She ran towards a disturbed Raymond and gave him a hug amidst kisses. Raymond just stood like a zombie and was looking into space. "Whats wrong with my baby?" She asked as she looked him in the eye. "Is it because I came late? Am sorry." She concluded and pouted her lips for a kiss. Raymond responded to the kiss and off they went to the kitchen. He waved off the thought that Rukiat was coming over for lunch. FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER There was a horn at the gate and Raymond knew at once that it was Rukiat. Immediately he started sweating. "Baby whats wrong?" Nadia asked as she walked towards him where he was cleaning the dishes. She stood before him and clunged tightly on him wrapping her left leg around him in a very seductive manner. "Let me go and check who is at the gate." He volunteered. "The gateman can see to that." Nadia tried to discourage him. "I know but all the same I still have to be there." he said walking out of the kitchen. "Or are you expecting a visitor?" Nadia asked. He ignored her last question as he headed towards the door that led to the spacious compound. From afar he could see a white mercedez benz G-wagon drive into the parking space. "This is certainly not Rukiat. She's not a fan of Mercedez." He thought as he approached the car. The driver's door opened to reveal Desmond and through the opened door, the passenger seat is quite visible as Clara reapplied her make up and they both alighted from the car. He heaved a sigh of relieve as he approached them both. Even though he still bears grudges towards Desmond, he was happy he came. "Hello guy." Desmond extended his hand for a handshake. Raymond bluntly refused to shake hands with him, he only pointed the way and together they walked into the sitting room just in time when Nadia was setting the table for lunch. "And finally they are here!" Nadia exclaimed as she walked towards the August visitor. She gave Desmond a bear hug and gave Clara a full hug like a long lost friend or sister. Raymond was just looking bewildered at the turn of event. Few minutes into their lunch Nadia had succeeded in making peace reign between Raymond and his friend. "So Clara and I are getting married soon." Desmond said breaking the silence. Raymond looked suprised to the bone as he dropped his cuttlery and was looking intently at Desmond with a look of "Do you know what you are saying?" Desmond smiled at him assuring him that there is no problem. "Its good for you guys. So when is the date or are you yet to pick the date?" Nadia asked. "We are here to pick the date." Clara replied speaking for the first time since after the exchenge of pleasantries and saying the prayer before the meal. "To complete this reconcillation process, I have decided to let my friend pick my wedding date. Over to you Raymond." Desmond explained. Raymond cleared his throat to speak. Just then the door into the sitting room opened revealing the security man who pointed the way for the visitor and entering the room is Rukiat. --to be continued-- |
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