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WuraSerano:
The following day went smoothly. About seven p.m., Andy came to my office again.

‘Hello, Simi, darling. Will you be able to make it tonight?’

I decided I had to tell him some home truths. ‘No. Not tonight, not forever.’

He seemed not to be so surprised by my declaration. Rather, he appeared to muse over it.

‘Is that your final decision?’

‘Yes.’

He appeared to muse briefly again. He suddenly shook his head and smiled. ‘This is wonderful. I never knew there’re still ladies like you in Nigeria.
You deserve the money I’ve given you for your faithfulness. That hubby of yours is damn so lucky.’

I grinned at him in return. ‘Thanks for your compliments,’ I muttered.

He nodded at me and left my office. From that moment till he checked out of the hotel the following morning, he didn’t disturb me again. Hmn!
Mola returned to Lagos many hours after Andy left Comely Hotel.

‘I’m back,’ he said, like somebody making declaration of triumphant entry.

‘You’re welcome, great one,’ I said, trying to match his tone. He laughed over the line.

‘But really, Simi, I missed you so much,’ he said.

I laughed too. Who didn’t like to be missed? ‘I miss you too,’ I cooed.

‘So, tonight, I’ll send the driver to come and convey you.’

‘That will be no problem,’ I said.

‘There’s one thing.’

‘What’s that?’

There was a few seconds pause.

‘The driver will not take you to that hotel. He will bring you straight to my house.’

I caught my breath. ‘What?’

‘Yes. I want you to know my home.’

‘But… but, what about your wife?’

He laughed over the line briefly again. ‘There’s nothing like wife.’ His tone became sober. ‘I lost my wife in a car crash early last year.’

‘Oh.’ I was surprised to hear that. ‘Sorry about that.’

‘It’s okay. Thanks.’

There was another brief pause. ‘So, see you, dear,’ he said.

‘Alright.’

I sighed as the call was terminated. So, Mola had no wife. Was that why he sought consolation in the hands of somebody like me? Gosh!

I went back to work and busied myself. By seven p.m., Manu, his driver had come.

‘You’re early,’ I pointed out. ‘I may not be ready till nine o’clock.’

Manu grinned. ‘He said I should wait till you’re ready.’

That meant he would have to wait for long. I asked him to wait at the lobby. I however ensured that he was served a pack of food and bottle
water. Few minutes to nine, I was ready to go. I had my things ready in my bag as I went to meet Manu in the lobby.

‘Alright, let’s go,’ I said. After I had settled in the car, I asked the driver where Mola lived.

‘Ago palace way, Okota,’ he said.


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tonysunkan:
My mind was frantic. ‘Oh, you know what? You have to exercise patience a bit. I saw two clients yesterday and one of them promised to
introduce me to another client at Lekki this afternoon. So, I won’t be around. However, I do promise to call you as soon as I return from there.’

There was a brief silence. ‘Steve, are you not over-working yourself? Today is Sunday and you’re supposed to rest, for God’s sake.’

I grinned to myself, knowing that she was quite right. Yes, for God’s sake, I was supposed to rest; but for Devil’s sake, the rest could not come for now.


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topedoski:
The story dey make feel somehow because my name is also Tope

aprilwise:
I wanna ask a question. Lara agreeing to marry Tony is it a betrayal to Maggie?

WuraSerano:
I sat on one of the visitors' seats and waited. As soon as she finished with the woman, the woman left.


'I'll be discrete,' she said. 'Then, of course, he must use condom.'

'Tina, how could you sleep with a stranger? All for money?'

'Yeah, it's for the money. It's also for the thrill of it. Surely, you don't expect that I should allow that kind of opportunity to pass me by. We're
talking about almost forty thousand naira, here.'

Fazemood:
This story doesn't seem like a mere fiction anymore. Could this be a true story?