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When I read Larry's chaper, I said it was the best. Then came Frank, Repo finished it off, then T.Dan, TheRock threw me off, Prettys didn't disappoint me, Kayemjay did it well, Mazi did what he does best, Audrey murdered it, Now you, OMA4U, took it to a whole new level.

--continuation--
Rachel couldn't look at Dolapo in the face, she felt ashamed of all her actions over the past month and her secret affair with Doctor Rapheal. She has been weighing up her chances, maybe to beg her so that she won't report to her husband or pretend like nothing was wrong.
Dolapo was busy taking the pictures of the baby with her phone and showing it to the mother.
"How about this?" Dolapo asked showing her the latest picture she took.
"Its cute." Rachel replied.
"I'll use it as my display picture." Dolapo said smiling like she just won a jackpot.
"Send it to my phone." Rachel said.
"Where is it?"
"Its somewhere over there." Rachel replied pointing to the trolley that stood beside the baby cot. Dolapo picked the phone and unlocked it, she mistakenly touched the screen and a messaged popped up.
"Oh! You have a message." Dolapo said handing her phone to her. She already caught a few words from the message content, no doubt, it was sent from Doctor Rapheal.
When Rachel was done reading the message she dropped the phone beside her.
"I am yet to send the picture." Dolapo reminded her.
"Don't worry." She snapped.
For the past one week that she has been living with Clement and his wife, she hasn't for a minute felt bad or sad except when the thoughts of her friend came flashing, and Rachel was always quick to console her, same with Clement. They are the best family she could ever pray for, even though she knew it was only for a limited time. People will start talking about her, most especially friends and relatives of Rachel, and she'll be sent out so that she doesn't snatch her husband.
The way Rachel replied her shocked her and her countenance changed. Rachel herself knew she took it hard on her but it wasn't her fault.
She left the baby's cot. "I'll be back." Dolapo said and walked out of the ward.
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For the first time in three weeks, Barrister Benson spent the whole day at home with his wife. He promised her a romance filled day and he has almost fufilled his promises. From the moment he woke up in the morning after a se.x filled night, he proceeded to the kitchen and made her breakfast, he fed her after which they both went to the bathroom to take their bath, something they haven't done in months, the last time they took their baths together was the day their honeymoon ended. After their baths, Benson cleaned the house like he promised, cleaned the electronics, cleaned their room and even the kitchen while his wife inspected his works.
After which they both went into the kitchen to prepare his own breakfast, it was fun spending the whole day with his wife while she today realised that in her husbad's aggressive body, there lies a gentleman who could win the heart of a lady.
She felt loved that minute and just like they just got married.
They were both in the kitchen again this evening getting prepared for their dinner when Benson excused himself to use the restroom.
His two phones laid on the kitchen cabinet. Its been months since she touched his phone, not even to listen to songs. She didn't know he had two phones, she knew he uses one, but didn't know when he bought the second one that now serves the business purpose.
She picked up his personal line, it was passworded, she tried unlocking it but it proved abortive, she picked the business line, even though it was passworded, she guessed and she unlocked it with the name of his law firm.
When she was about giving up on checking the phone, she saw them. A picture that looked uncountable to her, a picture that broke into bits and looked a million pictures before her, a picture that shattered her heart, a picture that destabilize her breathe. There was her husband lying half unclad with popular model, Sandra Oselu on a bed, covered with a duvet which was almost slipping off Sandra's body, her boobs were visible.
She never thought her husband could cheat on her. She knew he had the tendency to keep relationship outside their marriage but never thought he could cheat on her with Sandra. He was her lawyer for crying out loud.
And that was how a day which began with happiness ended with sadness.
How she wished she didn't even check his phone at all.
How he wished he didn't listen to his wife's plea to spend the day with her.

--to be continued--

--continuation--
Victoria was driving at a very top speed with Janet seated beside her weeping.
"Please let me go." Janet pleaded.
She ignored her and concentrated on the road, just then her phone rang. Checking the name of the caller and the picture, it displayed Madam Alice, her mother.
"Hello Mum." She said.
"For the past three days, you've not shown up at home. Where the hell are you?" Her mother asked angrily.
"Mummy, I am just with my friends." She replied.
"You are with your friend with my car! Anyways, I know you are on the road right now. I expect you to be home before 7pm." Madam Alice said and hung up.
She already had plans of going home today, but didn't bargain a seven o'clock homecoming.
"Does your mother know you do this kind of job?" Janet asked.
Without looking at her, Victoria used the back of her hand to slap her.
"You don't talk to me like that. The instruction given to me was to lock you up in the trunk. But I allowed you to sit here with me, know what you say to me. Okay?"
Janet held her cheeks, at the verge of crying. She nodded her head slowly.
She gently swung the car off the main road and slowly manouvered her way through the untarred road that connects with Don's house.
"Where are you taking me?" Janet asked.
"Just wait till we get there."
She removed her phone and dialled a number, telling whoever it is that was on the other end of the line to come and open the gate for her. Suprisingly, the gate has been opened by the time she drove in and immediately the gate was shut.
"Vickylicious vicky." The guy who opened the gate said.
"Get Don for me." Victoria said frowning.
The guy rushed into the house and returned a few seconds later with Don and one other guy.
"Welcome dear." Don said.
She ignored his greeting and opened the car door.
"Here is she. Sandra will see her here." She said.
Don nodded her head affirmatively, it was the initial plan for Sandra to come and see her in Don's residence where her final punishment will be served to her.
"Take her in boys." Don instructed.
One of the guys stepped forward, grabbed her by the br.e.a.st, as small as it is and dragged her out of the car. She screamed in pain.
"And tell them. They must not touch her, you can see she has no bruise, let Sandra meet her in whole." Victoria said.
"I thought the boys will have fun with her till death. Why the change in plan?" Don asked. He was begining to get irritated by her new found attitude, she now acts like she owned the world. You want to opt out of the gang, why not do it in a gentle way? And to say he had given her the freedom to leave without any hassle, he was begining to have a rethink about the whole issue.
"Sandra wants her complete. When she comes, she'll tell you what to do." She replied as she shut the passenger door and rounded the car to the driver's side.
"Somebody, open the gate." She said as she hopped into the car and turned on the ignition.
Don nudged one of his boys to open the gate for her. She sped out of the compound like she was being followed.
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"Where is the other girl?" The detective asked.
"I should ask you. It seemed like she has dropped her with those guys." Mike replied watching her drive past them and taking the turn onto the main road.
"Are we to follow her?" The detective asked.
"No, we'll end up loosing at both ends. Lets see what these guys are up to." Mike said getting out of the car.
"How?"
"We sneak into their compound." He replied.
The two men walked the remaining distance to their shop while strategising how best to handle the case at hand.

--to be continued--

Thank you very much for voting for me sir. But according to the rules of this award, you can only win the best writer of the month once. And I did in the month of september. You can let someone else occupy that 3rd spot.

harjibolar10:
I vote Therock555
I vote Candy

And lastly,
I vote D9ty7



And D9ty7, I haven't read any of your write up,(except "all in a cirlce" which I've put on hold after I read the prologue) but I just like you with passion, and how my people here have been proclaiming your personalty, and I hope you won't let me down...

I think that will be all today. I want us to go steadily, three updates per day, so we can finish the story before 15th, maybe on the 11th. Or waddaya think?

--continuation--
Immediately Victoria drove off Mike gave some instructions to his partners in the barbing business.
"Lets go after her." Mike said.
"But why? You know she might not be one of them." One of the two detectives asked.
"I quite agree with you but, you know she might lead us to these guys." Mike explained.
"That doesn't lead us anywhere." Detective two replied.
"Lets go." He said hurriedly walking out of the shop, closely followed by detective one while detective two stayed behind in case anyone wants to barb their hair.
Luckily for them, Victoria was a gentle driver, maybe because the road was untarred and full of pot holes. She was carefully manouvering her way avoiding the port holes.
They ran after her car and just before she swung unto the main road, they got to the junction where their car was parked. The two men hopped in and followed her closely but unsuspiciously.
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Janet was begining to get impatient while Frank was trying to buy more time. He had sent messages to both Sandra and Victoria with Janet suspecting nothing, while Janet was giving him all manners of attitudes telling him he had overstayed his welcome. And Frank who knew this is his only chance to redeem himself before his cousin was trying all he could to buy more time.
He had tried everything he could and he seemed to be running out of ideas. Then he remembered their last conversation a few days ago.
He smiled as he stood up and walked towards her on the three seater couch where she was seated.
"Janet." He called.
She raised her head from the phone she was pressing and frowned at him.
"I love you." He said.
She was taken aback by what he just said but hide her suprise and eyed him angrily. Frank on his part had already spoken before he realised the gravity of what he just said. It was true that he loved her, and he had already told her about it on phone, which was why she sent her address to him so that they can talk about it, even though she knew it will never work. She was travelling to Ukraine and cannot keep a relationship here in Nigeria, because she was unsure of when her next visit would be.
Frank gave her some of his student-fling punchlines and he could see her eyes turning in their sockets while he made sure there was no slip up. He knew he had captured her heart when she opened her mouth to speak and nothing came out.
"I love you too." She said and just like a magnetic pull, he was on top of her and kissing and caressing her like his life depended on it. He knew he had bought enough time for a late coming Victoria, but while she was yet to come, he made a vow to savour the feeling and pleasure that came with the romance.
She moaned as he worked his magic on her small framed body, he tried to take things slow, a lesson he had learnt when he was much younger. He only worked on her lips and caressed her small br.e.a.st through the cloth.
After roughly five minutes of kissing, they broke free and gasped for breathe.
"I love you." She said happily.
"I love you too." He replied sincerly.
He felt the urge to tell her about Sandra's plan for her, but he knew he'd loose his life. He concluded that he'll talk to Sandra later to let her go while they seize her properties and the money in her account.
She now felt safe in his arms and decided to tell him about her intended travel.
"Baby, I am travelling out of the country this evening." She said.
She couldn't place the look on his face, maybe he was suprised, sad, happy about the news.
"When is your flight?"
"8pm." She replied.
"You just got your flight cancelled." A voice said from outside.
He knew it, Victoria was around afterall.
The knob turned and the door creaked open. A beautiful lady of about twenty four strolled in casually, she was fair in complexion, 5' 6" in height. She shut the door behind her and faced Janet.
"Who are you?" Janet asked.
"You duped you boss of eight million naira and you want to know who I am."
She looked from the lady before her to Frank who kept a straightface like he was not in the room with them.
"Now move." Victoria said removing a 9mm revolver from the small bag hunged on her shoulder.
"Frank do you know about this?" Janet asked crying.
"Don't make me use this thing on you." Victoria warned as she tucked the weapon in her bag and followed her out of the house.
They both hopped into Victoria's car which was parked outside the gate, and drove off.
"Did you see that?" Mike asked his partner.
Just then Frank drove out of the compound taking the opposite route to the one Victoria took. What suprised him the most was Victoria's attitude, she ignored him while they were in there, but anyways, he had succeeded in cleaning his name.
"Follow her." The detective said to Mike who ignited the car and followed Victoria.

--to be continued--

Currently on my way home, update will drop once I get home, in forty minutes time at worst.

Abeg o! My brothers and sisters from the East, make una no vex o. Rapheal is just one guy who has lost his dignity a long time ago. His character according to the story doesn't sum up to the behaviours of our pple from the East. He is one randy guy who chases anything in skirt, that doesn't mean every Eastern person does the same.
The apology to the Yoruba girls was just a joke cos I know people like Flakeey, Adewealth will talk. But all the same we are all one. Unity in diversity.
Once again, no vex.

Bro I tells you. You know sey girl's slap dey pain person pass boy's slap. I have witnessed it before, have you been slapped by a girl before? If not, abeg find one girl wey go slap you in public.

macpetrus:
Twwwwwaaaaaaaccckkkk!... I feel the pain

I am still searching for dat lady who will slap me. Volunteers?

Next update drops when I get back home in the afternoon. Latest by 3 or 4pm. But your comments will do a lot in encouraging me to drop 2-3updates before that time.
Kip your comments coming.

Guy! I saw your mention and I dare not answer to it. Dem born me?
I am yet to read the updates, but believe me, I will read them once I get back home today. I always gat your back anytime.

You can't fit vex for me na. I be your brother from the Yoruba empire na.

Beckytee:
I want to vex before, but since u said u are a proud yoruba boy, I won't vex again...... What d hell is wrong with rapheal? Shey na love abi lust. +rachea I dey pity u o

--continuation--
Doctor Rapheal stood beside Rachel's bed, looking at her and the bay with contempt. He hated her that moment and felt tempted to kill both the mother and the baby, but what does he stand to gain at the end?
He gave Rachel an angry look and understanding what it means, Rachel turned to Dolapo who was playing with the baby inside her cot.
"Excuse us." Rachel said to her.
Dolapo wanted to ask why they needed to be excused. But she concluded that the doctor wants to run some examination of her, but on a second thought, the doctor came empty handed without any equipment and anybody whose sense of observation is still intact will notice something is not right.
The doctor has been looking all gloomy since Clement showed up and he has been acting all strange. But it doesn't concern her. She walked out of the ward.
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Confirming that Dolapo is out of earshot, Rapheal spoke.
"Now that you've delivered, what will happen to us?" Rapheal asked.
"I don't know what you are talking about. There was no us." She replied.
Rapheal smiled, she seemed to be getting courage from somewhere he couldn't fathom.
"I know you'll say there was no us. But what about us that kissed the other time? Remember we almost had sex if not for your bulging tommy." He said smiling mischievously.
She was left wondering why some people have no shame whatsoever that they feel comfortable talking about their secret affairs with someone else wife.
"Rapheal, please let me be. I have sealed my marriage with this baby. Please let us pretend as if there was never something between us." She said pleadingly.
"That's impossible. Everyone in this hospital knew something was on between us. They even questioned the paternity of your child, but I am less concerned. I can father someone else child." He said confidently.
"Rapheal, there is no way things will continue between us. Or I'll be forced to report you to my husband." She threatened.
"How do you intend to do that? Are you that shameless? Tell you husband you had a short fling with your doctor. This is the twenty first century, secrets like this are kept for life." He said as he started closing in on her.
She flinched on her bed as she tried sitting up, but the instruction of the doctor says that she should avoid sitting up or doing anything stressful till the stiches will be removed.
"What are you trying to do?" She asked.
"You just watch me." He said bending down.
She knew it, he was trying to kiss her. He knew she will become weak in her struggles if he managed to plant a kiss on her lips. She knew she could put up no resistance whatsoever if he gets to kiss her. She was not ready to allow that.
Twwwwwaaaaaaaccckkkk! She had registered the outline of her palm on his cheeks.
"You slapped me?" He said rolling the sleeves of his shirt.
"You forced me to, Rapheal, don't do anything funny." She said, almost at the verge of crying.
The door burst opened and Dolapo walked into the ward.
"If you'll please respect yourself, please get out of here now." Dolapo said to Rapheal who was still shocked at the burst in.
"What if I don't what will you do?" Rapheal asked eyeing her.
"You'll be suprised. Is this how you harrass every patient of yours?" Dolapo asked.
Rapheal knew exchanging words with Dolapo will be his greatest undoing. She was yoruba while he was from the east, Yoruba people, especially girls have razor mouth. He was not ready to ridicule himself.
He shrugged before walking out of the ward angrily.
Dolapo herself was suprisedd at her wonder woman outburst. Not even in her wildest dream, she never thought she could do something like this. Maybe she was under influence of something.
"Am sorry ma. That's how those young doctors behave." She said to Rachel who looked away at once.
She knew Dolapo must have overheard her conversation with the Doctor. Meaning she'll begin to see her as a wayward kind of woman who has no respect for the marital vows binding her marriage.
Her greatest fear was Dolapo reporting her to Clement.

--to be continued--
All ye Yoruba girls in the house, abeg no vex o. We both know you have no razor mouth, but the line has to go that way. Am a proud Youruba boy, so I dare not bad mouth my people.

--continuation--
She was anxiously waiting for the arrival of Frank. He had called her a few minutes ago and she wasted no time in sending her address to him.
She planned spending one hour more at home before driving down to the airport where she'll board a plane to Turkey and then Ukraine where she planned to live and school.
The sound of the gate being opened alerted her. Of all the occupants of the apartments in the compound, only three people have cars, the landlord who returns home after midnight, one of the tennants, a bachelor who was also a nightcrawler and herself. Any other car driving in this moment must belong to a visitor.
A few minutes later, the much anticipated knock sounded on the front door and she wasted no time in walking towards the door.
"Am coming." She said as she turned the key twice and turned the door knob.
A smiling Frank stood before her looking handsome and breathtaking.
"Hi." He said.
"Come in." She said stepping aside to let him enter. With hands in his pockets, he walked into the living room.
"Take a sit." She said pointing to a nearby couch, he wasted no time in settling on the chair.
"A nice place you have." He complimented.
"Oh! Thanks. I did the interior decor myself." She bragged.
"You are pretty good at it." He said as he looking into her eyes with neither of them blinking or looking away. They both seemed to be communicating with their minds and only the one with a strong mind can hold on for long. She looked away.
"What can I offer you?" She asked, even though her fridge was not stacked with drinks, she still had a few fruit juice, something she had learn to love from her time working for Sandra Oselu.
"Anything will do." He replied.
From her time working for Sandra, she had served Frank drinks many times and she knew his favourite, but in the absence of his favourite, she had to get his second favourite, something he ask for anytime he comes visiting his cousin.
She returned after a few seconds with a bottle of Soda.
"So tell me. What do you do now?" He asked three minutes later.
She sighed deeply.
"I run a beauty shop and interior decoration by the side." She replied.
"It must be a profitable business for you to have put up a place such as this." He said.
"You know am just starting from the scratch. Its quite profitable but you need to establish yourself permanently then customers will come." She replied.
Maybe he has an idea of what she did to Sandra. But come to think of it, he would have heard about it, considering the fact that he saw her leaving. Maybe he is here on Sandra's instruction. But they'll be suprised to meet and empty house the next time they come around.
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Victoria led the way as Don followed her closely out of the gate.
"I need to go now. Frank already sent me Janet's address." She said to him as they both stood side by side leaning against Victoria's car, a Honda CRV belonging to her mother.
"Do you mind if I drive you?" Don asked.
"No I don't but don't bother yourself." She replied.
He knew it, she will always decline.
"So will you call me once you are done?" He asked.
Just then one of his guys came strolling into the house.
"Where are you coming from?" Don asked.
"I went to make my hair." The guy replied pointing to the barber shop opposite the gate. Don looked at the shop for confirmation.
His eyes turned in their socket immediately he was Mike in the shop but he waved it off.
"He certainly can't be the one. He looks baber-ish." He concluded amusingly.
The guy walked into the house while Don continued his conversation with Victoria.
"Talk to you later." She said hopping behind the wheel."
"Alright. Goodluck." He said as she started the ignition and drove off.
Don gave one last look at the baber shop before walking into the compound.

--to be continued--

CHAPTER NINETEEN
Ngozi drove back to the station with mixed feelings, she was happy and at the same time sad. Meeting her lost brother after roughly seventeen years is a thing of joy to her and meeting him in a situation such as this is enough reason for her to be sad. First she had to relay this good news to her parents who have concluded that they had lost Nwankwo(Jay) for good. And her father once said he would only die a happy and fufilled man if he find his son before his death, and not only that in an envious position. Maybe as a successful business tycoon or a politician with a beautiful wife.
The question now is will Mazi Obiora die a happy man.
"Hello Mama." She greeted as she turned off the ignition of the car.
"Hello Nne, how are you?" Her mother asked over the phone.
"I am fine. How about papa?" She asked.
"He is fine. Taking his afternoon rest." The woman replied.
The two women discussed for a while, about Ngozi's traditional wedding which will hold in a six weeks time much to Ngozi annoyance. She expertly changed the topic from anything that relate to Tobiloba or their wedding.
"Mama, I saw Nwankwo today." She burst the bubble.
There was silence at the other end. Ngozi just hoped her mother had not fainted. But the sound of her hard breadthing told her she was processing the news.
"Nwankwo! My son?" Her mother asked.
"Yes mama. I just left his place now." She replied. Was the hospital his place?
"We are coming to Lagos tomorrow." The old woman said happily. By the word 'we' Ngozi knew she meant herself and her husband(their father)
"Mama, don't bother yourself. We'll come there before the week runs out. I promise." She said.
"Is he married? What does he do now? How did you meet him?" She threw loads of questions at her daughter who didn't know which one to answer first. Even though she had no answer for the questions, except she wants to lie.
"Mama, we'll talk when we come home. I have to go." She said and ended the call.
She swung the car back on the road and drove off deep in thought. Now she had promised her mother that she'll come home with her brother before the end of the week. And this brother of hers was a criminai in detention, how will she pull this through? Maybe Clement would help her afterall.
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Abdul Maleek kept on angrily at two of his men who were bowing down in front of his throne inside the great hall which served as his office.
"You should have told me you can't do the job." Maleek said.
"Sorry boss. We'll get it done this week." One of the two men replied.
This response infuriated Maleek to the extreme as he stood up angrily and descended the stairs to meet the men on the landing.
"I gave you a week to eliminate two people. You couldn't. And to say these people are women. It will take Hakym twenty four hours to kill them both without trace. Danger-kelv will pull it through in few hours." Maleek said using his hand to pull one of the two men to their feets.
"You know what? You just blew your only chance to cement a place in this corporation. Remember we are running a very large payroll and we want to cut it to the minimum. People have to die and you'll serve as example to the others." "No mistakes when the great Maleek gives an assignment to you." He said holding the man by his collar and tightening his grip.
He released two quick shots to the second man who was still on his knees and wasn't expecting the bullet to be fired at him.
"Squeeze life out of this bastard here." He said to one of the security men at the door who came over and dragged the other man away.
Without being told what to do, another two men came in and exited the room with the dead body which laid on the floor.
"Get Danger-Kelv and Hakym on the job." He said as walked into his inner chamber without another word.
The question on everybody lips now was, will Danger-kelv be willing to do this, considering the fact that one of the women in question was his brother's wife. Maybe he'll swap with Hakym afterall, he taking Sylvester's wife and Hakym taking Clement's wife.

--to be continued--

Sorry guys, I have been carried away running around the Politics section. Lemme drop one update now.