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Kelvin knows how to get what he wants. But in this case, he just doesn't know what he wanted.

alabig:
One thing is to be in love, another is to be in doubtful love. Kelvin issue is of the doubtful one which might end up in breaking and slaughtering of one's heart. However, the uncanny aspect of it is the avaricious attitude he had over tobiloba towards ngozi. Is sandra not woman enough for kelvin or is kelvin needed a force lady to be getting information before he strategize on his dubious venture with the corporation?

@ the bolded. You may be right. It seemed like Kelvin needed an informant from the police force.

I appreciate it ma'am. Thanks.

Ziziola:
Hmmmmm........ Nice story with different sets of people with different palava

I think its about time, this story made front page. Please do something fast. @ the mods.
Obinnau
Seun
mukina2
mynd44.

Why is everyone talking about Kelvin? Is he doing something wrong. He is in love that's all.

Vibra:
Wow!great updates....Kelvin Kelvin kelvin,how many times did i call you?be careful sora e

How are you doing?

Receptionist? Lemme check if she'll die.

samcidon:
Bros hope say d receptionist no go die? Kelvin leave Ngo alone, na pesin wife to be. Loving dis story.

Kelvin is a guy who always get whatever he wants. He must have Ngozi even if he has to eliminate Tobiloba(Ngozi's fiancee)

tenajtek:
Waoh! Just wish i could support this cause. Someway, somehow. Welldone d9ty7.

Thank you ma'am.

Good morning guys. Update comes up in a matter of minutes.

kingphilip:
wow the updates were worth the wait
so na so tolani carry waka go yonder na wow for betrayers up n down o

d9ty7 great update abeg give us early Morning dose

I'll really like to drop an early morning update tomorrow but I am too tired to type now not to talk of saving it.

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--continuation--
Clement walked into the room fully dressed in a sky blue shirt and pair of black trouser. He had a pair of black shoe on his feet and he held his car keys and a pair of Rayban sunshade.
He climbed into bed and kissed Rachel on the forehead. She stirred and opened her eyes all smiles which soon turned to a scowl and then a frown.
"Are we expecting a visitor?" She asked him.
"No. Why did you ask?"
"The way you are dressed. Its as if we'll be having some visitors for breakfast or even a few cups of coffee." She replied.
He gave a short laugh.
"Actually, am going to work." He said straightening the sleeves of his shirt.
She knew it, but she wanted to hear it from him.
"Work? What work?" She asked.
"Come on. Have you forgotten that I work with the force. I need to be at the office today." He replied.
"But you just returned from the hospital a few hours ago. You should be resting."
"I know. I've had enough rest at the hospital. See you later honey." He said as he made for the door.
She was already on her feet and blocked his way.
"There is no way you are going out today. You bosses should understand. Moreso, there are capable hands who could actually do what you do everytime you are there."
"There is no way I am sitting down at home today. You know I love my job." He said.
"You love your job more than me right?" She asked.
He moved closer to her and held her waist."
"You know you are my priority, every other thing comes after you. If I am not a policeman, someone will be responsible for keeping us safe. If he/she decides leave us for one day, we could be in danger. Exactly how I am to the citizen of this state." He said and kissed her on the lips.
With this he walked out. The new action left her speechless. She lazily dragged herself back to the bed, where she laid down gently. Her mind drifting off into a faraway land.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Dolapo walked into their room with a bucket full of water, she headed towards the bathroom. Then the realisation hit her, she slept in the room alone.
She could remember the last time she heard from her roomate, Tolani, she informed her that they were somewhere on campus making photocopies of the notes they had missed. She even told her to make a GNS note for her. Only for her to call her later in the evening around eight, the automated machine voice imformed her that the number she tried calling was switched off.
She tried Tokunbo's room and her roomates told her she went out with Tolani and are yet to see her. Together with Tokunbo's roomate, they tried calling Tokunbo, but her phone was switched off.
Dolapo began to fret but Tokunbo's roomate assured her of their safety saying she was sure they were charging their phones at the business centre where they were making photocopies. And to avoid disturbance decided to switch of their phones.
Dolapo didn't buy that and therefore, refused to calm down. She would have gone to the school's security complex that minute but it'll be very risky for her, as only a few students were seen loitering around in the school. Mostly those who take up the night in full by attending parties outside the school campus. Her sleep was disturbed but as nature would have it, she forgot about her missing friends and slept off the previous night.
She dropped the bucket of water at the entracnce of the bathroom and went for her phone. She dialled her friend's number which still gave the same reply of their phones being switched off.
She knew something was wrong but she prayed it shouldn't be something serious. Even though she was sure God wasn't listening to her prayers. Where was he(God) when her three friends were killed?
She decided to call some of her friend who get news around the campus before any student of the school today. She asked fearfully if there had been reports of dead bodies in the school but got a negative answer. At least her mind will be at rest for a while longer.
She picked up the bucket and stripped herself ready to take her bath.

--to be continued--

@Zuma4k: Thank you sir.
@Sodyc5050: Am glad and I welcome you into the house.
@ferderick: I'll try my best by not starving you of updates.
@shankies215: The last update was kinda short because I wanted to drop something. The next update will be lengthy.
@Yemiisaac: I promise to adjust.

All these comments just dey sweet my belly.

--continuation--
Sandra left the bed and headed for the bathroom. She prepared water for bath and left the bathroom and proceeded to go and wake her lover Kelvin who had a sleepover in her house and the night was a memorable one, not to be forgotten in years to come.
She was suprised to find the whole house silent, no clattering of pots, no clattering of cutleries@ neither are the sounds of dishes being aranged or the electric blender at work.
It was then she realised that her best friend and her closest companion, her sister is gone. Even though she committed a gruesome act, she had the mind of forgiving her provided she gives the police the lead on how best to capture those hoodlums and her money returned.
But the fear and guilt made her run out of the house to only God knows where. Even though her cousin who visited her the previous evening claimed he saw her enter a car and she concluded that she is going to meet her kind(blackmailers).
"Good morning sweety." She said the moment stirred on the bed and opened his eyes.
"Who told you I am awake?" He asked smiling.
"I guessed just right." She reply jumping onto the bed and landing on his stomach.
"Aawww! That hurts." He said pushing her off his body and clutching his stomach.
"sorry darling." She said planting a wet kiss on his lips.
She left the room after some lovey-dovey actions and headed for the kitchen to make breakfast. Something she hasn't done in over a year. She was quite unsure if she still could cook.
++++Back in the bedroom++++
Kelvin was left deep in thought immediately Sandra exited the room. Did I actually slept over? Was a question that kept troubling his mind.
All his life, he was never a huge fan of sleeping outside his comfort zone overnight. In the last two years he only slept outside his father's house twice. The first time was when he just joined the corporation and they travelled to Kogi state to attack a senator's motorcade, they had to lodge into an hotel since they arrived Lokoja around 9pm in the evening and the proposed attack was scheduled to hold at 8am the following day. The second time was the time a former president's son was kidnapped. He led the team of abductors and they had troubles with the security details of the guy who was then the speaker of the state house of assembly. They arrived at the Corporation building at eleven minutes to 12am. So he was left with no other choice than to sleep over in his own room.
"I don't think I am ready to get commited with this girl. I still have Ngozi at heart." He said as he picked up his phone and sent a message to Ngozi which reads;
"waking up this morning is a thing to be joyful about. But I realised my morning won't be completely good unless I know you are awake and your night was good. Did you sleep well honey?"
He contemplated for a few seconds before he pressed the 'send' button. "What if her fiancee get to read the message before her?" was a question that dominated his mind.
"Abeg! They are not yet married. And moreso, he shouldn't expect everything on a platter of gold, especially when it comes to the issue of women. He should be prepared to go into contest with several other guys."
He walked into the bathroom to take his bath.

--to be continued--

You've been promoted or paid for that?

Dopeyomi:
Yσυ stated earlier tha̶̲̥̅̊t the best i Ƈan do is to ignore the post..



And that's what i'm doing to this post.

I hate to go into war of words with people who don't matter. Especially on the internet.
Am sorry this is where we part. Am out of here!

Sorry guys, I have been busy since I woke up today. Expect updates after the hour of 9pm.

Mind you, from my knowledge, she didn't ask them to broadcast anything. She was chosen by those handling the interview every week.

Fembleez1:
To add to it:- U said she is No writer neither is she a Poet,then WTF is she requesting you broadcast her poo on Literature section

If she's a Queen as you said,she should go to her kingdom to tell her subjects about what they want to know about her,if she is too big a poo to do that,then you her chief/s-in-council or council-of-elders should help her out(since you are paid to do that).


With what is contained in your advertisement,you said:-
Shez no writer!
Shez no poet!
But a Queen,is she greater than we writers or poet??
My guy,examine your words,you are trying to be a racist(or should I say,You are racist)

No Queen is greater than we writers or Poet/poetess!

You mean if I come in here and call you my boss(as in writing) does that mean you are in anyway my boss.
When she was announced winner of the contest, she was called a Queen. And for the sake of the contest, she is a 'beauty Queen' here on Nl. She is not your Queen, neither is she mine.
Mind you these guys are not being paid. They do this just to have fun, its not everyday that we see stories to read here. In that case, we can read the interviews.
I mean not to annoy you. If in any case I did. Accept my sincere apology.

You took this way too far. She was being regarded to as a Queen because she won the miss NL contest. She is a Queen because she won. She is not you Queen, neither is she mine. She is being referred to as Queen for the sake of the contest.

Fembleez1:
I don't like being harsh but seriously as a guy,I don't think I have anything to gain from how she became beautiful,secret of her beauty or poo,...........may be the ladies or should I say girls would be crazy about the advertisement u just made,....This is a story in process and I don't think it was nice to do what you did even if the big-guns on NL or other writers were in affirmative,this is Treasuregr8's thread not other writers or big-guns.

Would this miss NL give me money if I meet her?
Would she be my wife?
Would she make my GF/wife beautiful apart the natural beauty the most high gave her?
Let her go contest for Miss Nigeria abi Miss world,then we know the secret of her beauty,mind you,am not Ladies/skirt freak neither am I gay,am just being realistic,there is a more polite manner to do what you've done.
Some people(ladies) might like it but others (guys that are not such topics freak) might not

#PeaceOut

Lets maintain decorum.
PeAcE.

Guy chill na. You don't have to take things up like this. He was only trying to create awareness about a certain weekly interview they do for writers in this section. The fact that you are not interested in the Miss NL contest doesn't mean you should condemn someone talking about it. The best you can do is ignore his post.

Dopeyomi:
Do yσυ knσw you're derailing the thread



Find somewhere else to post this foolish gibberish and dull trash and not in literature section..

Get a life and stop this miss nairaland rubbish of a thing..

You talked about derailing the thread, do you realise that you are also guilty of the act? I won't dwell much on that.
I don't like e-fights or anything. So far the owner of the thread isn't complaining and the mods are mute. I see no reason why people who have no control over the thread(you and I) should do what you just did.
If you find my post annoying. Am sorry.

Am sorry ma'am. I promise to improve.

tescoleps:
Seconded!

Welcome ma'am.

crystalsaint:
am here at last...very interesting ,keep it up.. but wait oooo..Racheal is heavily pregnant abii...if kelvin didn't come in..would she have allowed the doc to have sex with her in that her condition ? na wa oooo

According to her, she said exactly when she got a grip on herself was when Kelvin walked in. Meaning, Kelvin walked in coincidentally when she wanted to push the doctor away.

kristen12:
All of una wey dey ask for drink place ya order, alomo, baby oku, goldberg, monkey tail, mokole, dongoyaro, orijin.........

What about we, who don't drink things like this?
I prefer Moet to all of this. Last last, I may settle for Hennessy or any kind of Vodka.

Onemansquad:
Woo dts gud
u 2 mch bro am filin u jare

No be me o, na God.

Exactly. But, if you look at him from another angle, you'll like him. Ask Hameenat94, she has a testimony. Lol

Niwdog:
This kelvin lacks manner.

Yes sire.

Onemansquad:
D9ty7 luk here are u d 1 writing dis story









MY JOY....(The Touching Story Of A Blind Girl)

You know, I was just trying to save it somewhere, so that when I start posting it here, it'll be much easier. Just 'copy and paste'.

Lol

Bluestarry:
the slap wey dm give am na the type i d call "TAKE AWAY SLAP"

Don't mind him. He want to be an enemy of progress. God will silence him for me. *Not by death o

Onemansquad:
bros why u wnt cos commotion na
u no knw say oga D gt 1 chick here

Emzypaz:
Are you quick to forget what he did to me at the weekly interview thread? Me and soldier pikin.

payback abi? No wahala.
I know you'll still visit the barracks before xmas.

Guy, this is Nairaland. You for holla me na. Why saying this here?

Emzypaz:
Come take over your thread o. Btw, you have a nice update.
-Guy Maryam wants you online tonight. Serious talks she called it.

Circle with no circumference or radius.

codedbaby:
it seams criminal blood is flowing in this family. All na circle. Weldon D9ty7 more power to u

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I go pretend like sey I no hear.

Onemansquad:
yeee Groceries ke d both of u shuld go nd buy grasses jor

But you go hear am. Make me and my sweetheart go chop grass.

Long time guy.

Emzypaz:
Good job my oga at the top.

CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kelvin angrily picked up his car keys and walked out of the house. He drove out of the compound with a boiling anger with one place in mind, Sandra's house. Even though he has never been there before, he just hoped he'll have little or no problem locating the place.
The events of the day kept playing in his mind and his anger grew further as he remembered how is day went.
He remembered how he started the long and eventful day by going on a mission to attack the vice president's convoy which he failed as a result of luck which shone on the vice president. He remembered Viktor who tried to kill him at the stadium but luck was on his side and he escaped death narrowly. He remembered the short message he recieved from the corporation, asking him to find his own replacement in the corp. Then his wonderful stay in the hospital where he put all his worries behind him and joked with Clement and Ngozi. His stay was pretty an unforgetful one until he uconsciously blurted out how much he loved a high tech weapon. Even though he was quick to lie his way out of being questioned by the police officers he was with. He knew his brother, Clement didn't believe him and he was expecting a close tab from his brother, he knew his brother will occasionally sneak in on him in a bid to catch him unawares, but he won't give up.
The main reason why he was angry came flashing in a second in his mind. This infuriated him and his hit his fist on the car steering wheel. The car blarred loudly even though there was no vehicle in front of him.
Two and a half hours ago
Kelvin walked into the living room holding a polythene bag. He proceeded towards the staircase but his brother's wife, Rachel blocked his path.
"Welcome Kelv." She said smiling.
"Rachie." He replied maintaining a straight face with a blank expression.
"Any problem?" She asked.
Kelvin kepy quiet for a few seconds trying to figure out what actually changed his mood.
"How dare you Rachel? You are married and...." He was saying when she quickly covered his mouth with her palm.
"Shhh, don't talk here." She said as she held his hands and led him upstairs into his room.
As they ascended the stairs, he could feel a sensation running through him and he knew what it was. This was the first time he'll be having this strange feeling around her. They had had various body contacts over the years, but this seemed different. The was a time they both danced for hours in the living room downstairs, a few weeks to her wedding, he spent an hour with her in the swimming pool throwing ball at each other. So why is he feeling this now?
"Rachel, have you ever thought about your fling with the doctor?" He asked.
"Kelvin, I think I already explained to you. This doctor was my long time crush but you know it is our mentality in Africa that men should always ask the ladies out. Though I am happy in my marriage. Its just that the old feeling never died." She explained.
"Don't give me that old time crap. Was that the reason why you allow him fvck you?" He asked angrily.
Rachel was now staring at him like he was some sort of a picture gallery. How humans behave like remote controlled appliances. He didn't react when he saw her kissing the doctor, why is he reacting after a week?
"We both know he we didn't have sex. We only kissed."
"But you could have gone down with him assuming I didn't show up." Kelvin replied.
"Believe me, it was exactly when I got my senses back that you showed up." she said.
They argued for a few minutes, she tried persuading him for sometimes and he kept threathening her.
Kelvin knew he was not in his right senses, he knew he was under a certain influence, but he could not name it.
"Since you are sex starved, I'll advice you to meet me here by midnight so we can settle this issue. Failure to show up means...." He was saying when a resounding slap which echoed around the room landed on his cheek.
"Useless boy, how dare you make such request? Do you think I am a slut? I am carrying your brother's baby and you are here saying trash."
He was awed by the reaction. He couldn't talk, he felt paralysed that second. She pushed him violently out of the way as she marched out of the room angrily.
He hissed at the thought of it. "She will surely hear it. The last time I recieved a slap was fifteen years ago." He thought as he took the right turn into Dolphin estate gate.

--to be continued--