Crestaria:
What a wicked and disgusting woman,that called herself a mother. Nonsense

Well done Op you are doing well.

The woman na jezebel walai

EPISODE 4

A beautiful Monday morning, best way to get the second week on the job started was to keep being early.

I walked into the sales department and most of the cubicles were still empty.

Maybe I'm a little too early today. I smiled and moved to my own desk ready for whatever the day has in store.

A few minutes later, Ama and Promise arrived together.

Happenings of the past few days since I've been here have confirmed my suspicion, these two are dating but since they're not saying anything about it, I'm not going to probe them. I no dey work for EFCC abeg!

We chatted about what went down during the weekend before each person departed to their respective positions.

About an hour later, a team leader approached my cubicle. Her name is Haleema. We never say more than good morning to each other so why would she come to my desk?

“SM asked me to come and call you.” She announced and turned round walking away stiffly like she had a rod in her back thanks to her extremely high heeled shoes.

How can someone be so rude? She didn't even wait to hear if I have anything to say.

I slowly got out of my seat and made the trip to the extreme end of the crowded hall where the SM's office is located.

My legs trembling as I took every step. Uncertain of what the next minute holds.

Did I do something wrong? I'm I getting fired? But I have not done anything wrong. Could it be the analysis I submitted on Friday?

So many thoughts and questions ran through my mind as I prayed for God to help me out.

I knocked on her office door and I heard her voice from the other side of the door telling me to come in.

My face went pale with horror as my gaze landed on the second person in the room.

It wasn't just any person, it's Alex the general manager.

He was sitting on the Sales manager's swivel chair while she appeared to be searching for something on her bookshelf.

I've only been in her office once for departmental regularization or so they call it.

“Good morning ma, Good morning sir.” I greeted nervously.

Alex didn't respond but the sales manager did and ordered me to take a seat without even looking at me. She was too absorbed with whatever she was looking for.

Alex's demeanor was unreadable. Every now and then, he'd steal a quick glance at me but I'd catch him everytime since my eyes were constantly fixed on him the whole time. He was acting as if he'd never seen me in his entire life.

Could it be that he's here to victimize me in some way? But I've not done anything to anyone.

I swallowed hard and fidgeted in my seat feeling intimidated as Alex kept swivelling slowly in the chair. It felt like I was going to have a fever.

“Found it at last!” She exclaimed and turned round dramatically grabbing a book to her chest.

“You owe me more than one Lexi.” She joked with a low chuckle handing the book to Alex.

God! This guy is so full of himself. I was doing my best to resist the urge of an endless eyeroll.

“I sure do Vicki.” He said with a smile that would have looked cute if he wasn't so conceited.

For a second it was as if I wasn't even in the room until they both turned to look at me with serious expressions on their faces. I was just too nervous that my palms began to sweat. What on Earth are they going to say now?

“You're Folake right?” It was the SM who spoke and I nodded.

“Yes ma.” I answered slowly shifting uncomfortably in my seat.

“I called you because I have a very important assignment for you. Lexi's... ah! I mean the general manager's secretary is going to be away on a maternity leave for the next two months and three weeks so I'll need you to stand in for her. Can I count on you to do that perfectly?” She concluded and my gaze shifted from her to Alex who had a small smile that he was trying to conceal.

“I'm sorry to ask, but why me ma?” I protested, lightly rubbing my sweaty palms together.

How will I possibly survive being this guy's secretary for almost three months?

“Don't question my authority Folake, as your superior, when you're given an assignment, all you should think about is effective delivery.” The SM said sounding like she was going to fire me next. Alex seemed to be enjoying himself.

“Okay, I'm sorry ma, it's just that I've never been a secretary. My best fit is always in the sales department where I applied.” I said feeling halfway embarrassed and halfway annoyed.

It's the job anyway, I've got to put up with stuff like this.

“It's either this or nothing Folake.” She said a lot more calmly this time and I kept my head down slightly rolling my eyes. This is injustice!

“Follow me.” Alex finally said getting up from the SM's swivel chair with much swagger, flashing her a quick smile and making his way out of the office with quick steps.

I almost had to run after him while he kept going without looking back to check if I was even following him. Does he always have to walk with such fast paces?

“This will be your desk, you can go and get your stuff. When you're done settling, knock on my door.” He stated and walked away without waiting for a response.

Guess I should be glad that he made such a long page of sentences or upset that I'm being forced to pal up with this egotist against my will.

Reluctantly, I returned to my cubicle at the sales department, cleared the little I had and a very confused looking Ama waved me goodbye as she was talking to someone on the telephone. It looked like I was getting fired after just one week.

I made my way back to the secretary's desk outside Alex's office and dropped my handbag, my phone and a couple books on the desk before taking slow steps towards the main office door.

Two feeble knocks, and I heard him telling me to come inside.

His office is pretty nice, well furnished, spacious with a small conference area, a big screen on the wall and smells like some fruit. Must be the air freshener on the table. I tried not to inhale the sweet inviting scent, since it would seem weird.

He didn't even offer me a seat as he just started blabbing about his rules and my roles.

I like how full his beards look complementing his shaved head and how his kissable lips moved as he spoke. But I hated him with a passion because of his pride and arrogance. Now I'm gonna deal with him from eight to five, everyday for nearly three months.

Praying that I don't snap and just break a bottle or something on his head or give him a slap in the face one of these days.

My first task was nearly unbearable; drafting his schedule for the week. I just can't stand him. Uh!

I needed tips on how to actually survive working directly for him.

***

“Girl I'm so relieved! I thought for a second that you've gotten sacked after just one week in.” Ama exclaimed breathlessly holding her chest like one who'd just run a marathon.

“God forbid bad things!” I said with a chuckle.

We're currently in the restroom where I'd called Ama to meet me up so I could tell her the situation on ground.

“SM assigned me to Alex. I'm supposed to be his secretary for three months.” I stated with my hands thrown in the air.

“What?” Ama screamed like she's just come face to face with the devil. Just then, the door opened and two girls walked into the restroom laughing loudly so we just stayed quiet and waited for them to make their exit.

“Tell me it's a lie.” Ama spoke up as soon as the girls were outside.

“I'm dead serious babes, how can I joke about something like this?” I countered.

“Eiyah!” She said over and over again as she shook her head slowly in pity as I gave her a lowdown on the whole thing.

Ama gave me some useful advices and info on how to actually cope with him for the next three months.

Rule number one, I must act the fool and play off any insults or the likes of whatever he's gonna heap on me. That's a good start.

Read Episode 5 Here>>
https://beat.com.ng/couldnt-pretend-episode-5/

Episode 21

IN HIS BED

Marie's POV cont'd
It was Jude of course! I rolled my eyes at the realization.
So he and my mum actually planned this together.
Oh shoot!! My mum told me to be a good wife!! No!no!!no!!!no!!! What the heck??
They're going to force me into marrying him!!

I stood there frozen and mouth wide as I racked my brain about this figuring everything out in a matter of seconds.

He smiled as he stood before me and cupped my cheeks. I slapped him hard on the face. His eyes went wide with shock as he was not expecting that reaction.
'Dont you dare touch me' I yelled angrily.

I could see that he was red with annoyance and deep down I felt like laughing at the look on his face which was priceless.
I wish I could take a picture of the smug face.

'Dont do that again!' He hissed angrily almost in a whisper before he turned round walking away towards the stairs.

I was finally left alone in the room. I letbout the breath I was holding in and lay down on the cream colored couch to rest but I didn't realize when I had dozed off as I was so tired.

I woke up the next morning in a bedroom. I don't remember how or when I got here. Someone must have carried me here. But who?

I sat up on the bed as my eyes scanned the strange room I'm in.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Jude walked out with a towel round his waist. He looked so ugly.

Shoot!! I'm in his room? He's the one who carried me here.

'Good morning baby' he said with a smug smile immediately he noticed that I was awake.

'What are you doing in here?' I asked as he sat down at the foot of the bed ignoring his greetings.

'This is my room, I mean our room' he said with a smirk.

'What is that supposed to mean?' I queried in confusion batting my eyelashes.

'I don't have the time for all this questions baby I...'
'Dont call me baby Jude' I snapped cutting him off.

He sighed as he slowly got up from the bed opening the closet which was full of clothes and picked out what he wanted to wear.

Is he going to UnCloth right in front of me?
I felt very uncomfortable.

'Come down for breakfast when you ready' he says as he took the clothes he had picked and walked out of the room.

'whew!' I heaved a sigh of relief as I got up to lock the door before going into the bathroom.

I didn't have any clothes except the pyjamas I was wearing.
I opened the closet and searched for something to wear. Just alot of ugly looking clothes in there. I guess ugly people only wear ugly clothes to match with their ugliness.

I went back into the bathroom and picked a bathing rope. It's better than wearing his ugly clothes. (disgusting)

I opened the door and went downstairs for breakfast. As much as I didn't want to, I was really very weak. I really needed an energy drink and some food.

Jude's POV:
I was already having breakfast in the dining when I saw her coming down from the stairs. A little angel so simple and sweet.

Barefeet wearing, a bathing rope.
I was lost in a daydream as I kept staring at her like I was under a spell. Of course I was under her spell.

Her long natural hair bouncing on her shoulders as she descended the stairs, her brown skin was flawless and glowed as the bright lights in the room reflected on it.

I could see how small and beautifully shaped her waist was as she had tied the band of the bathing rope around it.

My whole body system slowed down as I think about the fact that she'll soon be mine forever.

She walked down the stairs and stood opposite me with a frown on her face.(I'd never been able to make her smile) Her facial expressions quickly slapped sense back into my head bringing me back to reality.(She doesn't like me)

'I don't have any of my clothes here since you abducted me.' She said sounding angry.

'I'll get you new ones just come have a seat baby' I said with a grin ushering her to sit down. She stood still and gave me a look of disdain.

'Id rather die than eat with you! She said faking a gag

And stop calling me baby!' She yelled and stormed off towards the stairs.
So rude! I didn't even bother calling her back. She'll eat when she is hungry. Nonsense!!

As she kept climbing up the stairs angrily, all that got my attention was her big butts swaying under the bathing rope. I'm sure she wasn't wearing anything under the rope.

I licked my lips as I thought about how it's going to feel when I finally tap that. She'll be begging for more.

Read Episode 22 Here>>
https://beat.com.ng/my-mums-gateman-episode-22/

Episode 2

Kiki

"You're one amazing dancer doll." Dwayne commented giving me a peck on the cheek.

"Thanks Dwayne, body like mine pays the bills." I said feeling myself a bit.

Well, it's Friday night and I've just finished my shift for tonight. As promised, I've given Dwayne a breathtaking lap dance. (One that he won't forget in a hurry.)

Unlike other guys though, he didn't try to touch me which made me feel very comfortable while dancing for him.

"I really do like you K-DOLL" He said and all I could do was laugh. I mean who wouldn't like a girl me. Perfect body, pretty face, I've got it all.

"You don't say." I replied in my usual sassy voice.

"I'm serious. Although y'all gave me a wrong number yesterday, but we could roll out me and you. I'm not talking about flings and one nightstands here." He said with a serious expression on his face.

"I'm a stripper Dwayne, I don't do boyfriends." I responded honestly and got up to leave.

"Okay let's just be friends then, just gimme your number to start with. Promise not to bombard you with calls and messages. Pinkie promise." He said raising his pinkie.

"Fine. Gimme your phone then." I said sighing defeatedly.

I took the phone from him and typed in my number before saying goodnight and walked back to the dressing room where I had to get changed.

"He found out that we gave him a fake number didn't he?" Erica asked trying to suppress her laughter as I walked into the busy dressing room with a little frown on my face.

"You mean you gave him a fake number." I retorted making air quotes.

"Eish, Whatever! He was meant to find out anyway. I'm sure that my nasty ex breathed some fire." She joked and we burst out laughing so hard that the other girls in the room gave us some awkward stares which we cared less about.

I took time to fill her in on my discussion with Dwayne joking and laughing about it as we did so.

"What's taking y'all so long to get up here? Customers are waiting." Larry, the owner of the club barked as he barged into the room huffing and puffing. Dude has no chill.

The other girls who were kinda b-grade scurried out of the room like scared little rabbits while me and Erica were still busy removing our makeup.

"You girls did great tonight." He commented and I only responded with a nod.

"As always daddy." Erica said in a little voice wiggling her long painted nails. Such a drama queen. Yikes!

"And oh, that reminds me, Erica, lose that belly fat." He teased before walking out of the room.

"He didn't just say that to my face did he?" Erica cried out looking down at her belly which was becoming less flat as the days go by.

"I think he kinda did." I said amidst muffled laughter.

"Well is it true? Is my belly getting fat?" Erica asked with a little frown.

"No offense but you look five months pregnant Eri." I responded with a snort. That kinda angered her as she started throwing the makeup wipes at me while I kept laughing and calling her 'fatty'.

***

"I'm so exhausted." Erica whined as we exited the gym. She's finally agreed to get registered at the gym today thanks to getting repeatedly teased about her belly.

"You're so lazy Eri." I complained and started up the car. We've barely exercised for 10 minutes and she already wants to go home and stuff her face with food.

"Just take me home B, I'll get better. You know I'm new to this. I'm just doing this to keep my stripper body and my job." She rapped tiredly.

"You don't say." I injected icily as she kept poking my arm playfully trying to make me laugh a bit.

"Let's get some sandwiches, I'm so freaking hungry." Erica suggested as we drove past a little fast food place and I stepped on the brakes bringing the car to a halt with a little screech about two blocks away from the fast food place.

"You go get it." I said as I opened the water bottle and put it on my lips.

"Nah, we going together." Erica protested with a little frown.

"Let's go then." I finally agreed getting down from the car and she also followed suit.

"That'll be eighty." The cashier said and I received the paper bag from her passing her a hundred dollar bill.

"You can keep the change." I said and turned to walk back to where Erica was standing outside making a call when I suddenly jammed with a familiar pair of eyes.

"Hey beautiful Doll." He greets with a smile while still standing in my way.

"You're blocking my way." I said instead, ignoring his greetings.

"Sorry about that." He says and steps aside as he saw the death glares I was giving him.

"Why are you everywhere?" I questioned through gritted teeth as I started walking towards the exit.

"It's called chemistry Doll, relax." He replied with a chuckle and I shook my head quickening my steps.

"I'll call you later." He yelled as I paid him no mind and walked out of the place. So annoying!

****

Four Months Later:

"Why haven't you gotten a boyfriend yet Kiara Thomas?" My mum asked as I settled down on the couch. I'm currently in New Orleans where my mum is staying.

"Mum I'm not ready for a relationship yet." I babbled like a preschooler.

"You'll be 25 in two weeks Kiara." My mum dragged on.

"I'm a stripper mum, I don't..."

"Shut up and listen to me Kiara, just because you dance at a strip club doesn't mean that you are condemned to be emotionally empty and alone forever. Amy is getting married soon, and you need to make plans for something like that as well." My mum nagged as I kept rubbing my forehead in frustration.

My mom always gives fine sermons.

"Fine, I'll look for a boyfriend then." I said throwing my hands in the air.

Well my mum is kinda right, I haven't had a boyfriend since I was nineteen. Crazy right?

"Not just any boyfriend Hun, but a good man. I'm not talking about the drug dealers and thugs you dance for Kiara." My mom added sternly.

"Understood ma'am."

"And happy birthday to you." She said in a totally different tone handing me a shopping bag which was beside her wheelchair.

"This is so beautiful mum, thank you, thank you!!" I screamed excitedly as I took out the contents of the bag; a pair of Levi's and black stilettos.

"I hope the Levi's size you right." My mum commented as I kept lifting the cloth in the air in admiration.

"Of course it'll size me. Thanks so much mum." I squealed squeezing my mum in a tight hug.

***
It's seven in the evening and I was chilling on the couch watching a corny and boring TV show. I came back to Florida some days back.

A little knock sounded on my door and I quietly got up to see who it was. Dwayne! Speak of the devil!!

I opened the door and found him baring his pearly whites in an infectious smile which I didn't hesitate to return.

"Hey Doll." He greeted and extended his arms for a hug.

"My door bell still works you know." I stated as soon as we disengaged from the hug.

"I'm a cave man." He said with a little laugh beating his chest.

"Whatever." I said in my usual duh tone rolling my eyes as I turned round and walked lazily back to the couch.

"You're looking mighty fine tonight." He commented as he shut the door and followed me into the room.

"Thanks D." I replied with a small smile as I felt his eyes seeping through my clothes. Well I wasn't wearing much anyway. Just a bralette which barely covered my nipples and sport shorts which resembled an underwear. Everything he wanted to see was on full disclosure.

In case you're interested in knowing why Dwayne is at my house, let me get you a low down;

In the past few months, me and Dwayne have become really great friends even though we're not dating, we've slept over at each other's place but nothing funny has happened. Not even a kiss!

"What did you have for dinner?" Dwayne asked amidst a loud yawn and I threw a cushion at him.

"Easy girl!" He exclaimed after catching the cushion in mid air.

"I ate some pizza." I said as I smiled fascinated by his agility.

"You're a real time junkie. Wonder how you still got a body like that." He complained shaking his head as he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"And you know that I can't cook." I said rubbing my nails.

For y'all who don't know, Dwayne is one crazy cook and you can take that to the bank!

"Where is the pasta?" He asked as I walked into the kitchen after a while to find him ransacking the cabinets apparently looking for the pasta.

"First one on the left." I said and he opened it and found the pack of pasta.

"You in?" He queried as he wanted to know the quantity of pasta to prepare.

"Is that a question? You think I'd let you cook my pasta, in my kitchen and still eat all of it alone?" I queried rolling my eyes.

"Stingy!" He mumbled and I slapped him hard on the butt.

"Chill, will ya?" He said after letting out a little yelp.

He lit up the fire and placed the pot of pasta on the stove before turning round to face me as he unbuttoned his shirt.

"Let me help with that." I offered and he let me undo the buttons.

"Mmmm." He moaned softly as I ran my fingers slowly down his now bare torso. The word 'Motown' was tatted up in black ink on his chest. Well that's his hometown - Detroit.

He further extended his hands to his back and I gently slipped down the sleeves of the shirt pulling em off his arms.

I stood behind him continually biting my lower lip as I stared at his muscular back which had the inscription;

'3-1-3 made In Detroit' tatted up also in black ink. Such a patriot!

I ran my long painted nails down his spine and I could sense him cringe a bit.

"That tickles." He said as he turned round and grabbed my fingers for a minute before letting go and grabbing my waist instead lifting me up and placing me on the kitchen counter.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kept placing soft kisses down my neck. We flirt a whole lot most of the time when we are alone but like I said, no kissing on the lips and no sex.

"You know, we could stay like this forever and a day and forfeit the pasta or you could let me concentrate with my cooking." He whispered softly in my ear after he stopped kissing on my neck.

I heaved a long sigh and let go of him so he could return to the food.

"Slice me some onions doll." He said passing me a knife from the rack.

"You wish! I just got my nails done. Do you want me to break them?" I asked showing him my nails.

"How bout I get em redone? You know I'm paid." He opined and I rolled my eyes taking the knife from him making him smile a bit.

As much as I try to deny it, I've developed some feelings for Dwayne over time and it sucks that I can't have him anymore because I already turned him down months ago. Now we're just friends and nothing more.

Read Episode 3 Here>>

https://beat.com.ng/when-i-fell-in-love-episode-3/

Episode 1
Kiki:

"Eri pass me my bag." I yelled over the loud music that was banging in the next room which happens to be a clubhouse.

"Learn to say 'please' and 'thank you' B." Erica said firmly lifting the bag above arms reach as I tried to snatch it from her.

Erica is my best friend and colleague. We met two years ago when I started working here at the club and she's been more than a sister to me. She can be loud and annoying sometimes too.

"Well duh!" I replied with an eye roll as I opened the bag and took out my cologne spraying it on my clothes and hair. ( I mean crazy lingeries, thigh high stockings and six inch heels only.😀)

"Ladies, time to get a move on." Our manager said as the door opened and he poked his head in.

"Yes sir!" Erica yelled as the sound of the music grew louder, thanks to the open door.

We both took a final look in the mirror admiring our makeup before walking out dramatically into the main hall of the clubhouse. Let's get this party started.

Allow me to formally introduce myself. I'm Kiara AKA Kiki. I'm 24, working as a stripper on Tuesdays and Fridays at a strip club called 'Chutzpah' in Florida while my family are in The NOLA that's New Orleans, Louisiana.

I'm lightskinned, slim thick with killer curves and hey, I've got a pretty face too. Don't got no boyfriend or lover and I don't sleep around either. Crazy but it's true! I don't want any emotional nonsense to tie me down and I don't also want a baby or an STD.

My dad and mum got divorced right from when I was a kid. Also, I've been the one taking care of my mum and younger sister Amy for years now ever since my mum got into an accident which landed her in a wheelchair making it impossible for her to work and fend for us.

I had to drop out of school and start hustling to pay the bills, get us fed and send Amy to college. That's why I started dancing for dollars.

My dad had abandoned us after the divorce and we haven't heard from him since then.

***
We got on stage and hit the pole as usual doing what we know how to do best.

Everyone's attention was on us as we danced like we were in a Nicki Minaj video shoot.

I could see some gangsters in the VIP section and I got over there twerking and giving them a tease while they kept slapping my big butts and throwing money in the air which I didn't hesitate to pick up.

After I was done for the night, we returned backstage to our dressing room laughing loudly and excitedly about the money in our palms. The next set of girls were already dressed and waiting for us to finish up on stage so they could get up there.

"Dollar bills is my sons." Erica sang as she fanned herself with the money in her hand.

"Say that twice b." I concurred with a chuckle and slumped into a chair taking out some wipes to erase all traces of the heavy makeup I was wearing while Erica kept blabbing about one thing or the other.

In a matter of minutes, we were done changing up and ready to go home. I felt this crazy urge to drink some ice cold water as I was so parched and thus, decided to get into the club and find myself some water to drink.

Having said goodbye to Eri who's boyfriend was already outside waiting to pick her up, I walked back into the club and straight to the bar.

"Hey K!" Chris the barman hollered as I got to the bar.

"Good evening Chrissy. Can I have some water?" I yelled back over the loud music.

"Sure thang chicken" He said and filled a glass with the chilled clear liquid and I received it flicking him a smile as I took it all down in a single gulp.

"Thanks Chrissy." I spoke smiling broadly as I passed him the now empty glass.

"You was hot tonight." He Commented collecting it from my hand with a grin. Well, duhh!

"You worked some magic up the pole tonight babe. I must say you got some moves." A deep and sweet voice like none I've ever heard said beside me and I quickly turned to see who it was.

"Are you talking to me?" I asked after drooling over him for a quick minute. Believe me, I'm staring at a really pretty boy right now. No cap!
Black skin, strong muscular arms and with the way the blue lights in the club shone on his face, you'd think he's got diamonds in his eyes. Dang!

"Yeah. You're one of the dancers from earlier ain't you?" He added and I smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah sure. Name's Kiara but you can call me...

"Kiki." He cut me off and concluded my sentence for me with a wide smile as we shook hands. His hands were soft and smooth like a baby's. Even with the blue lights in the club, I could still make out his perfect lips which looked so soft and kissable.

He introduced himself to me as Dwayne and happens to be new in town.

After we talked for a while, it was time for me to say goodbye and be on my way as I was really tired and had to go catch some sleep.

***

Outside the Club...

I adjusted the straps of my hand bag properly on my shoulder as I walked towards my car in the poorly lit parking lot walking past a drunk couple who were busy making out with each other.

"Hey stripper, mind if I get with you?" One of two guys who were resting on the hood of one of the cars smoking a blunt said. I ignored him making to walk past them but the second one grabbed my wrist and tried to pull me back.

I reached for the pepper spray which was in the pocket of my sweatpants and wasted no time in spraying it all over their faces. They screamed in pain and let me go holding their faces and trying to get away. Psychos!

Well, I'm a stripper who dances with little or no clothes on. Hazards of the job include harassment and assaults of all sorts that's why I have my pepper spray, my pocket knife and my gun all for self defense.

"Bravo K-doll." Someone said from behind me clapping continously.

"Why are you following me Dwayne? Are you a stalker?" I asked in a sassy voice as I realized that it was the same guy from earlier.

"Nah, not at all. I just came out with the hopes of finding you out here and getting your number." He explained. I turned round and strutted away shaking my head disappointedly with him following behind. He's prolly checking my back side out. All these boys wanna do is get with me.

"Come again to Chutzpah on Friday. I'll give you a good show instead. And if I like you enough, I can treat you to some free booze." I told him as I started up my car driving out of the parking lot while he stood there waving at me. Duh!

*****

"Well you shoulda seen him, he was like, so hot." I said with a shrug as me and Erica walked along the hallways of the supermarket pushing our cart which was full of stuff along. I was actually telling her about Dwayne who I met the other day at the club.

"I'm praying he comes around tomorrow, I can't wait to feed my eyes." Erica whispered in my ear and we both burst out laughing.

"Kiki!" I heard a familiar voice resound in the distance and I stopped laughing and turned round to confirm.

"It's him." I told Erica as I turned to see him waving and smiling at me.

"Him who?" Erica asked sounding ridiculous and turned round also scanning the halls.

"Dwayne, the guy I've been talking about." I whisper yelled to prevent him from hearing me as he walked towards us.

"He came as advertised." Erica said jokingly after the introductions ignoring the fact that I was furrowing my brows at her in embarrassment as she pushed the cart towards the payment desk leaving me alone with Dwayne.

"You been talking about me?" Dwayne asked with a smirk playing on his face.

"Not exactly. Erica says a lot of crazy stuff sometimes." I answered with an eye roll and he burst out laughing knowing that I was telling a blatant lie. Whatever!

"Why do you keep popping up everywhere I am?" I asked pretending to be annoyed with him.

"Chill Ki, it's a big fat coincidence that I happen to be in the same store at the same time with you." He said amidst loud laughter and I tightened up my face in a frown. I'm sure I looked like an angry emoji or something.

"Keep laughing. Guess I look like an ugly fat clown to you." I said sarcastically maintaining a straight face while he kept laughing.

"Hope your offer still stands?" He asked after he'd stopped laughing.

"I change my mind easily Dwayne." I said sounding serious. By now, Erica was done with making payments for the stuff we bought and returned to where we were.

"Time to get a move on B." Erica joked as she got to our position.

"A phone number wouldn't hurt." Dwayne spoke pleadingly referring to me. Before I could say anything in response, Erica collected the phone from him and inputted a number. Remind me to kill her if she dares give him my number.

"Thank you my lady." He said kissing her palm.

"My pleasure." She sang in an awkward and forced British accent. Urgh! I groaned inwardly and folded my arms around my chest as I watched their display with both brows raised.

"See, that was just like clockwork; simple and sweet. Bye dolls!" He said shooting me a little wink before turning round and walking towards the payment desk.
"Such a sexy stud." I thought biting my lower lip.

"To earth Kiki!" Erica screamed in my ear as I was lost staring at Dwayne's retreating figure.

"You like him don'tcha?" Erica taunted and I rolled my eyes turning round heading towards the exit.

"Oh, I hit a nerve." Erica continued running after me with the shopping bags in both hands.

"Why'd you give him my number anyway?" I asked as we got inside the car.

"Who said I gave him your number?" She responded with a sly smile.

"I gave him my ex's number." She added sticking her tongue out like she was Megan thee Stallion and we both burst out laughing as I started the car driving out of the car lot. Erica is one crazy Chick.

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https://beat.com.ng/when-i-fell-in-love-episode-2/

My frail heart skipped a beat or two as I came face to face with the guy who I met on these very stairs on the day of my interview.




“Good afternoon.” I greeted warmly.




“Afternoon.” He muttered and kept descending the stairs engrossed in whatever was going on in his phone. He walked past me and his arm brushed against mine. Heart attack!!




“Do you remember me?” I asked in a voice that was loud enough for him to hear me.




“No!” That was his only response. So annoying.






***




“Maybe he doesn't know how to make sentences.” Ama drew her conclusion after I was done narrating all of the encounters with this guy.




Work was done for the day and we were taking a minute to unwind before heading downstairs.




“Yeah maybe. But then how did he get a job here?” Promise queried with both hands raised.




“Yeah, right.” Ama said slowly and picked up her handbag from the desk.




“Describe this guy if you don't mind.” Promise continued as we started our journey out of the office.






“He's got brown skin,very low cut hair and a whole lot of well trimmed beards. Oh, and a body from the gym as well.” I described with a shrug.






“There's more than ten people who match that description here girl.” Promise said helplessly.




“Must be one of those low lives from the accounting department. They love to walk over people so do yourself a favor, next time you see him, just act like he's another little speck of dust which you don't happen to see.” Ama suggested and gave me a wink.




We got outside and said our good-byes as I crossed to the other side of the road as usual and got into a taxi.




On getting home today, I met Tina asleep on the couch with headphones in her ears.




I shook her to wake up. She was so excited to see me and was equally as eager to tell me all that she did and saw on her trip to Abuja.




On my part, I also narrated to her all of my experiences at work and the craziness of my fellow workers there.




Later that evening, chief sent a driver to drop her off at one of these Lagos big girls' birthday party and security to look after her.




Tina is now a big girl oh! Rich sugar daddy, big house in Lekki, latest iPhone and expensive designer clothes, shoes and every other thing that is trending out there.




She even told me that chief was planning to buy her a Rolls-Royce before the year runs out.




I wonder the type of strong jazz that she's using on this man.


***


“We're out of paper Folake, I need you to go down to storage and get more reams.” One of the sales reps whose name I couldn't remember ordered and I nodded while inwardly spitting in her face for what it's worth.




Storage unit was also where the heavier photocopying and printing tasks of the company were done.




I returned in a flash since it was almost time for lunch and I didn't want Ama and Promise to leave without me.




On our way to lunch, that was when we saw Mr grumpy and the sales manager who happens to be a lady laughing and walking towards the staircase together.




“The big dogs are off to lunch at an off-site location while puppies gotta pay for whatever the nasty canteen operators are cooking.” Ama said in a whisper before we walked into the canteen but I was too shocked to say anything.






“That's the guy I've been telling you about na. The one with SM.” I finally opened my mouth as we sat down waiting for our order to arrive.




“You mean the supposed slowpoke who couldn't even say more than two words at a blow?” Promise asked in panic and I nodded in affirmation. The shock on both faces was getting me scared.




“That is the general manager!” Ama and Promise chorused in a bit of a yell making the people on the next table look at them like they were crazy.




My mouth went wide instantly as plenty thoughts ran through my mind.




“Are you two serious about this?” I asked chewing on my bottom lip nervously.




“Of course girl. If you'd mentioned that his car is a fancy black Mercedes, it would have helped.” Promise said running his fingers along his forehead slowly.




“It slipped my mind.” I said with a shrug.




Great! So the GM is a pompous little brat who walks around with a chip on his shoulder. No wonder he acts like he owns the place.




Ama and Promise went on to narrate how junior staff cower upon his arrival, his friendship with the sales manager being a major factor that destroyed his relationship with the HR and on and on.




His name is Alex and he is the best and brightest of his age at the organization. At thirty one, he has two PhDs with his name on it.




 Even the managing director respects him. He's literally a golden boy and a great asset to the management and share holders of the company as our branch under his leadership has become the envy of competition.




I listened with so much attention as they told stories of his greatness and stuff like that.




Lunch was over and we returned to work as usual.




I wouldn't have thought in my wildest dreams that this Alex guy is the GM. He doesn't give two tosses about anyone cause he thinks he's more of a somebody than any other person.




My mind was changed and made up. When I run into him again, I'm supposed to greet respectfully and walk away not stopping a whole GM and asking him foolish questions that might end up getting me fired.




With all I have, I'm determined to keep my job whether the devil likes it or not.




On Friday evening, me and Tina decided to go out and have some fun in an elite club not so far from where we lived.




Chief's driver arrived and we both jumped in like little kids.




We drank, danced and had plenty of fun all night before we were dragged back to the car by chief's security men and taken home.




The next day, I had a terrible headache which didn't get better until afternoon.




Tina who never settles down in one place for too long was already dressed and ready to leave for somewhere.




“Tell Chief I said hello.” I said as she made to open the door.




“Which chief is that one?” She asked with a laugh resting her back on the door.




“Hia! See question oh! Your chief now or how many chiefs do you now have?” I said in surprise while she made a funny face.




“I'm not going to see chief, there's this old Bobo of mine than just landed all the way from the UK.” She said with dramatic hand gestures.




“So what about chief?”


“what about chief how?”
She fired back sounding somewhat annoyed.


“What if he finds out that you are cheating on him?” I pointed out with great concern.




“That man is old enough to be my father for God's sake which means he's not my speed anymore. I need to have some fun once in a while girl.” She responded and I shook my head in disbelief.




Tina is something else. Just using this man for his money not knowing that she's playing with wild fire.




“I haven't seen this guy in years and now that I finally got that chance, you want to play mom? Seriously? In case e still never clear you, chief is just a sugar daddy period! We're in it for our personal benefits, he gets his and I also get mine in the process. Grow up for once!” She yelled angrily.




Chief would take everything away and she'd be back to square one if or when he finds out as the case may be.




She left home angry that day telling me that I meddle too much and if I'm not satisfied with how things are going, I should go ahead and get my own house.




I was just trying to get my best friend out of trouble before it's too late but I guess she'd love to take a walk with danger.




From now on, no more advices until I save up enough money and rent my own place.

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EPISODE 20
WAIT, IT'S HIM

Marie's POV:

I had gotten into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I dialled Francis' number and he picked up almost immediately.

We spoke for a while until a knock on the bedroom door forced me to get off the call to see who it was.

I carefully hid the phone in a tampon box and walked out of the bathroom after turning off the shower.

I opened the door to find my mum and some men standing at my door.

I felt like slamming the door on their faces but I kept my cool.

'What do you want mum?' I spat out angrily.

'Take her!' She said turning to the guys that were with her ignoring my question.

'For your father's sake, be a good wife' she finally responded icily.

What is she talking about?

The men came forward and reached out to grab me.

I tried shutting the door and going back into the room but they quickly grabbed my arms roughly and pulled me out of the room as I screamed telling them to let go of me.

Before I knew what was happening, a bag was placed over my head.

I kept screaming and kicking but the guys were too strong as they kept dragging me along.

My mum has finally gone crazy.

This was the same thing she did to me when she wanted me to attend Harvard.

*Five Years Ago*

I had wanted to attend school in Nigeria but she insisted on sending me far away from my dad.

I remember going to bed that night, then I was suddenly woken up by people carrying me shoulder high outside into a waiting car outside.

I thought I was being kidnapped. They placed a napkin on my nose which sent me to sleep.

I finally woke up the next night in an apartment in Boston. She had hired people to ensure that I attended school.

I had no choice but to go to school and get good grades hoping she would be happy after that.

*Back to the present time*

I was finally taken outside and shoved into a car. I heard the doors close and the car drove off.

I was only wearing my pyjamas since I wasn't allowed to go anywhere.

I had no idea where they were taking me to or how long we were on the road.

The car finally came to a halt and the doors opened. I was again roughly pulled out of the car and with the bag still over my face.

I heard the sound of a helicopter in the distance. This is not good at all.

Where are you taking me to? I yelled so they could hear me over the deafening sound caused by the helicopter's rotor blades but no answer came as they kept dragging me violently along. I don't think that they heard me but even if they did, I'm sure that they wouldn't answer.

We got closer to the helicopter and they made me bend as they pushed me by the butt into the helo.

They sat beside me and in a minute, the helicopter took off.

In a short while, the helicopter landed and I was dragged out and again shoved into a waiting car which zoomed off immediately.

The car came to a halt and I was again dragged out. I hope this guys don't pull off my arms from all this dragging around.

My feet hurt like hell as I was being dragged barefeet along what felt like tarmac.

We walked for a short while before we stopped and a door opened.

I knew we were inside a house as it felt warm and my barefeet froze as it touched the tiled floor.

The bag was finally taken off my head.

I quickly slapped him/her without even looking at the person.

'Thats for laying your filthy hands on me you pig' I yelled angrily as I saw that it was one of the idiots who grabbed me at my house.

'And this is for touching my butt' I blurted out angrily as I gave him another hot slap.

I raised my hand to slap him again when someone held my hand gently from behind.

'Get out!' He yelled and the idiot walked out with his head bowed in shame.

Wait!! That's  a familiar voice! I turned around to see if he was really the one.

Shoot!!  Of course it was him!!!

Read Episode 21 Here>>

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Crestaria:
Oh!! It's ok. It's good to know you are back and good.

Following

Thanks dear

EPISODE 17:
🏃 ON THE RUN 🏃

Francis POV
A hard knock lands on my door jerking me out of my sleep. It sounded really urgent.
I opened up to see the maid who Marie had sent to call me the other day at my door.

'What is it?' I ask as I rub my eyes sleepily.
'Quick, get out of here now! Your life is in danger. The boss might kill you tonight' she says hurriedly in a whisper as she kept looking behind her to see if anyone was coming.

'What do you mean?' I asked surprised as I didn't get it.
'Call Marie in the morning and ask her that but for now get out' she says with a very serious tone as she handed me some cash.

I dipped the cash into my pocket as I dashed inside and picked up my phone and a random t-shirt and ran out of the gate without even waiting to wear the shirt.

To be honest, I didn't understand anything that was going on but I'm guessing that her mom must have found out about us or it could be that Marie told her.(I'm not sure of that, Marie knows how her mom is and wouldn't be so stupid)

I kept running as these thoughts occupied my mind until I got a little far off and stopped to wear the shirt as the cold night breeze was almost making me freeze. I discovered that I wasn't wearing any shoes. (shoot)

I took to the road on my right and ran till I got to a busy street. I stopped the first taxi I saw and asked him to drop me at an affordable and out of the way hotel.

After a long drive, he drops me off at a small but decent hotel called Green Rose. I got out and paid him after which he drove away.
It was a really nice place but my mind was too occupied for me to take time and admire the place.

There weren't many people in the hotel so I didn't get any awkward stares from anyone for walking barefeet as I was expecting.

The attendant showed me to my room after I had made payment.
I sat down on the bed unable to sleep. I mean why would the boss want to kill me as the girl said.

What is this really about?
I hope Marie is safe. She is not picking up the phone.

I kept calling her line until she picked up at the last ring.

Hello Rie what's going on? I asked worriedly

Listen to me you pauper, you better stay far away from my daughter or I'll make sure your goal digging ass regrets the day you met your mo.... The angry voice yelled on the other end of the phone.

WTF?! I quickly disconnected the call cutting her in mid sentence as I realized that it was her mother on the phone.

How come that her mum is with her phone and picking up the calls. This doesn't sound good at all!
I hope she has not hurt her in anyway. I won't forgive her.

I promised not to fall for her now, see the problems that I have landed myself into. I've lost my job and no hope of getting the salary that I've slaved for. After all the insults I had to endure, it was all in vain, a waste of my time (but not s total waste though since I got to meet Marie)

I spent all night thinking about her until I finally dozed off having the worst nightmares of my life.

© A SLAYQUEEN WRITES 2024

Read Episode 18 https://lalaspov..com/2024/04/mummys-gateman-episode-19.html?m=1

Crestaria:
What an interesting story. But disappointed to see the story is not yet completed for the past 3 years. Not fair Op

I just hope you are ok and good?

I lost my blog that was what discouraged me from going further but I'm back now

EPISODE 2



Saturday Morning...





“Lala! Lala!! Wake up and see something!” Tina yelled directly into my ear.





“You're gonna burst my ear drum Tina, go away!” I protested sleepily feeling for a pillow to throw at her.





“You got the job Folake, look!” She announced and immediately, sleep disappeared and I sat up like the Undertaker with eyes and ears wide open like an antelope's while she kept reading the message on my phone screen.





It felt too good to be true as I sprang up from the bed and snatched the phone from her to confirm.





For real, I got the job! I jumped up in excitement and hugged her feeling so overwhelmed with joy.





Everything was done with much excitement throughout the day as I ironed out some clothes to wear to work on Monday.





Tina was so happy for me and even donated a brand new palazzo pants that she's never worn before.





Great! That's exactly what I'll be wearing on my first day.





Tina left on Sunday night to be with chief while I slept alone in the big house anticipating the sound of my alarm.





It's sometimes scary sleeping in this big house all alone so I stayed awake most of the night.





I fell asleep around one in the morning and was thankful that I didn't sleep through the alarm that I'd set on my phone.





By the time I got ready to leave for work, Tina wasn't yet back so I didn't bother making eba for her since she doesn't eat cold or reheated eba.







***





“Good morning, please how can I get to the sales department?” I asked the receptionist who was present at her desk today.







“Morning, hold on let me call someone to come and take you there.” She responded courteously.





Politeness! That's something new in this very serious organization.





Within a minute, a short lady in very high heeled shoes walked towards us and said hi in a really friendly manner. Even better!





The receptionist asked her to help me out with directions before returning to whatever she was doing on her computer.





The short lady who's name is Amarachi or 'Ama' in it's shortest form is an inside sales rep and knows everything and everyone in this organization.





She told me everything I needed to know as well as the things and people that I had to avoid here.





“See that one in tight red skirt, she considers herself a queen in this department, avoid getting in her way.” She warned and I nodded as she further explained that the girl in red skirt is a team leader in the sales department which happens to be my department.





“Hope you're taking notes?” She inquired and I nodded with a broad smile.







I've been hired as a sales assistant which means that I'm going to be wiping the noses of these sales reps, the team leaders and everyone else up to the sales manager.







“Remind me to show you the GM and the HR later during lunch break. They are the company's version of Tom and jerry.” She went on reducing the last part to a whisper which made me chuckle.





“They dated once upon a time until they broke up because of her jealousy. Rumors have it that she didn't want GM to even respond to another female's greetings. The poor guy eventually got fed up with her attitude and they went their separate ways. Since then, things haven't been the same between them.” She narrated and I kept nodding.





Bottom line is; men hate it when women get too clingy and possessive so I totally understood.







“And this is Promise, team leader in charge of new recruits. He's one of the few good guys around here.” She said as we got closer to a fresh looking guy who shook my hand and showed me an empty desk to occupy.







Promise and Ama both took time to educate me on the dos and don'ts of the organization before giving me my very first assignment to perform which was photocopying and printing.





It was relieving that I didn't have to face the HR or department head to receive an appointment letter as it was already signed and sent to my mail ready for printing.





Promise and Ama didn't bother introducing me to the rest of the team as it seemed that everyone here had something against the other.





The first day is always a tough one. I had no breathing room as my heartless co-workers loaded me with work. I had to miss lunch break, also missing the opportunity for more exploration with Ama.





After what felt like forever, it was a whole lot of minutes past five and I finally got off work. What a first day it was!





Promise is directly responsible for training any new recruit in the department but he left all of that to Ama.





Ama and a couple others were having some sort of meeting so I just waved her goodbye and made my way down the stairs passing a couple of others also heading out.





As soon as I found my way outside the building, I saw that grumpy guy resting on the hood of that same flashy Mercedes chatting and laughing heartily with another guy.

So even devil dey laugh? Mtchew!



My legs weighed tons as I took slow steps since I had to walk past them to get to the gates.





Well, as it turns out, they didn't even notice me as they kept talking and laughing even harder than before.





I overheard the other one talking about Chelsea losing their match during the weekend. Typical male conversation!





At least, my first day was smooth and successful.





I crossed to the other side of the road, got into a taxi and went home.





The gateman informed me that Tina didn't return yet so I decided to give her a call.





She told me that she and chief are currently in Abuja where Chief had a very important meeting to attend.





Poor me! I'm going to be alone in this big house all night again.





I got changed, warmed up the little remaining soup and ate before washing the pot and returning to look at some of the assignments I'd brought home.





Going to bed around ten tonight, I had so many plans for the next day.





It was as if it was just a ten minute nap when my phone's alarm started screaming indicating that it's five o'clock and time for me to get a move on.





A few minutes to eight, I appeared before the receptionist's desk, signed the time book and found my way to the sales department.





The girl who was in red skirt yesterday was the first person I greeted today but she didn't even say anything in reply.





Ama and Promise arrived together about five minutes later. There's this chemistry between them and I suspected that something was going on between them but I dared not ask.





It was just too soon for me to ask such questions since I didn't know how she'd take it.





Today was a little less pressing than yesterday and I had time for lunch.





“There are two canteens here. One for the big boys and girls and the other for us pawns.” She explained and we walked into the already crowded room which looked like a secondary school dining hall.





I mean I knew that it's a big organization with branches in other cities but I had no idea how many staff we had in this branch.





Promise was already seated. Ama and I joined him and we ordered for our own food.





In a few minutes, we were done with our food and I had this urge to pee.





Ama wasn't ready to get up and show me the way to the restroom so I was on my own here.





I left the canteen and after a little bit of wandering around, I found the restroom, eased myself and walked back up the stairs. That's how I met him on the stairs again. Oh no!



©A SLAYQUEEN WRITES 2024

Read Episode 3 Here>> https://lalaspov..com/2024/04/couldnt-pretend-episode-3.html?m=1

How to Submit Your Short Stories
Some writing contests, anthologies, or publications may have specific submission guidelines or themes that writers find interesting or challenging. Selling a short story to meet these requirements can be a way to participate in such opportunities.



One thing you will want to particularly note is that most websites have rules about whether they will accept stories published in other publications before or not. Some publications want the first rights to your story, and some will accept stories you have published before.

Below are some publications that pay you for writing and submitting short stories and poetry:

1. The Threepenny Review

The Threepenny Review is a literary magazine that generally publishes essays, fiction, non-fiction, poetry, memoirs and more.



They have various word count preferences for each of the type of stories they choose to publish, but they do pay for pieces they publish.



On the higher end, they can pay $400 pier piece, and for shorter ones (such as poems) $200.



2. Poets & Writers

Poets & Writers have a few various ways to help writers make money.



One option is to pitch directly to the magazine, which you can do through their submission guidelines page.



After that, they also have a subscription you can join to keep on top of various short shorty contests and other opportunities for other paid writing gigs.



3. One Story

If you are looking to publish a short story, you have probably come across One Story as an option.



They only have a short window of time where they accept submissions, but they do pay $500 for 25 contributors copies.



Check out their submission page to stay on top of when the next opening is happening.

See full list here>>
https://lalaspov..com/2024/04/where-to-submit-your-short-stories-and.html?m=1

EPISODE 15:

🛬 TOUCHING DOWN 🛬

Francis' POV
She dragged me out of my seat and got to a door. She punched in the password and the door slid open. We walked into what looked like a VVIP suite in a five star hotel. There was a beautiful flight attendant who appeared to be waiting for us.

A glamorous curved sofa with lacquered wood veneer detailing sweeps through this lavish jet interior!

Large screens were plastered on the walls in between the round windows one of which was pinpointing the position of the jet while the other had a landscape wallpaper displayed on the screen.

Everything in here had buttons. I dared not touch a thing as I quickly stuck my hands into my pocket.

Just when I thought were in the best part of the jet, she nudges me to follow her as the flight attendant leads the way to another compartment.

The next compartment had twin seats facing we each on the right side of the jet which gave you a nice view of the beautiful sunshine and clouds outside.

We sat down opposite each other. The table was already set with plates,cutlery, napkins, champagne glasses, the menu was folded and wrapped up like a scroll and freshly picked flowers. I could see my face on the expensive glass table before me.

In no time, our food and wine was served. As we ate with a lot of chatter.

We finished eating the expensive food and Marie jumped on my laps again.

This time the kissing was gentle and intense making my body twitch. I squeezed her super soft butt as she kept moaning. She took of my top and threw it on the next seat. With her approval, I also took off her top. (She wasn't wearing any bra) I fondled them like I was afraid and she shut her eyes tight throwing her head back. I brought my mouth closer, closer and closer. Shoot!!!the pilot announced on the intercom for us to prepare for landing. (Kill Joy)
We grumbled as she returned to her seat helping me with my seatbelt before fastening hers on.

I was really surprised. (We were in Abuja in a manner of minutes)
Who said money isn't good. I squeezed Marie's hand tight as I felt the plane descending.My palms were getting moist out of fright.

The plane finally got to a halt. We got out hand in hand. We were in the Nnamdi Azikiwe Airport which translates to lots of people and planes both commercial and private.

We were welcomed by Marie's father's drivers and security men who led us to the car and immediately drove out of the airport.
'Where are we going this time?' I asked curiously as I looked at her beautiful face.

'somewhere nice!' was all she said with a smile as her palms caressed my hips and her head rested on my shoulder. This girl was making my heart skip so much that I might have a heart attack.

She told the driver to stop at the closest mall which he did.
We got into the mall with the security men in front, beside and behind us.

'Lets get you a suit. We're going to meet someone.' She said with a childish giggle as she dragged me along.

'I didn't need further clarification, we were going to meet her dad.' Im so dead today!!

Fast forward to 9 in the evening:

We were already back home. I took off my suit and fell onto the bed in the gateman's room.

I was just so excited about everything that happened today. From taking my first flight in a luxury jet, doing naughty stuff on the flight, to meeting with Marie's father and lying to the man that I'm
working in the technical unit of some big company. (It was all Marie's idea. We couldn't tell him that I was just a gateman)

He liked me because I appeared to be a responsible person and I am the first guy her daughter has ever introduced to him.(Woah)

This is happening so fast. I rolled over and lay on my stomach as I fell asleep having the sweetest and craziest dreams ever.

© A SLAYQUEEN WRITES 2024

COULDN'T PRETEND
😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

WRITTEN BY A SLAYQUEENWRITES
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EPISODE 1

Hi, my name is Folake and I'm best friends with a crazy girl named Justina.

I'm twenty eight years old and currently out of work. I live in Lagos anyway.

Been out job hunting for close to a month now and today's no different as I'm returning from an interview which has flopped already.

“Anything to eat?” I asked Tina as I slumped tiredly on the foam.

“Yeah I made spaghetti since morning but it's all cold sha.” Tina responded passively as she kept busy with painting her long nails.

At the mention of 'spaghetti', I sprang up from my position and rushed out of the room towards the kitchen.

I returned with a plate of the spaghetti in my left hand and a fork in my right hand.

There's too much salt in the food but I dared not mention it to her.

“How was your interview today girlfriend?” She asked as I sat down on the foam managing the salty lunch while she fanned her now painted nails with paper.

“Tina, I don tire for this country sef. There were like thirty others applying for the same position.” I stated in defeat and Tina shook her head slowly in pity.

“So have you taken a second thought about what I said earlier on?” She asked after a while. I knew exactly what she was talking about.

“Tina, it's hard oh, this man in question has a wife unlike your own who's wife is no more.”

“C'mon girl, it's not like you are going into something serious or long term with him anyway. Just the weekend and you're out with plenty of cash which you can use to start a business.” She pressed on.

After minutes of vigorously convincing me, I yielded and agreed to do exactly what she said.

Now don't get confused, Tina who's just twenty six, is dating a sixty five years old chief who pampers and dotes on her like kilode.

In her own way of helping me out, she's trying to hook me up with one of chief's friends.

I've refused to take up a job at Chief's company just in case they break up and he fires me or tries anything funny with me.

Honestly, I don't trust that potbellied crook.

Fast forward to Friday night...

I was dressed up in one of Tina's most modest mini dresses. Later on, chief's driver arrived to pick us up.

As nervous and uncomfortable as I felt, I managed to laugh and calm my nerves even though this man appeared to be older than chief self.

My people, na frustration dey carry me waka reach this stage.

We sat and drank for a while until Tina and chief left together leaving me alone with him. I don't even remember this man's name.

I felt disgusted with myself for ever agreeing to something like this initially. I felt like some cheap runs girl on the street.

When he asked me to spend the night with him in his hotel room, I told him that we'd get down the next day as I wasn't feeling so well tonight.

He offered to drop me off at home but I quickly turned him down.

I ended up going home that night in a taxi with thirty thousand naira as my transport courtesy of whatever-his-name-is.

As I sat in the taxi, my mind was made up never to see that man again.

I'd never forgive myself if I dared to do anything with him. Good Lord! I let him place his hand on my lap, so disgusting!

Tina returned the next morning looking so excited like she'd hit the jackpot.

After drinking water, she started narrating all that chief promised to put together on her birthday which was barely a week ahead.

“He asked me to name anything I want for my birthday!” She squealed.

“And what did you ask for?” I asked with so much interest.

“A house in Lekki.” She said dreamily clasping her palms together.

“Oh my world!” I yelled excitedly as she squeezed me in a tight hug.

My cue came, and I had to narrate my own part of what went down yesterday night after she left with Chief.

Just like I guessed, Tina was really furious for turning chief's friend down but it had no effect on me whatsoever. It's my life and I get make those decisions on what I actually want to do.

We finished up with cleaning around the house, making breakfast, before I decided to go and submit an application letter for an opening I saw last night on Facebook.

I returned in the afternoon and couldn't find Tina at home. I'm sure she's out somewhere with Chief.

Two weeks Later...

Like you can guess, we're already in the new house.

A lavishly furnished one-storey building with a long tarred driveway, beautiful trees, a small swimming pool, a Gateman who also doubled as security.

There were other flats in the premises but ours was the sole storey building.

I even have an entire room to myself which is almost the size of the former apartment that we lived in.

These days, the only thing that Tina does is to tweet, make videos for her IG, go live and take selfies. And when she's not doing any of those things, she's out enjoying herself with Chief in different parts of the world.

Having learned my lesson, I dared not follow her to any of those places no matter how much fun she was having. I had a gut feeling that it just wouldn't last.

She's treading on a very tight rope, a dangerous path and I try to point that out to her every now and then but I dared not push it too much as I'm living under her roof, getting fed by her and I even wear her clothes.

This is the main reason why I'm so serious about finding a job and regaining independence.

***

“I'm ready to leave now girl, wish me well.” I said as I walked down the stairs and found Tina in the spacious sitting room taking selfies.

“Please, before you step out, just help me snap one or two.” She requested handing me her brand new iPhone.

I scoffed inwardly as I gently received the sleek device from her and started snapping as she kept changing styles.

I'm sure that I'd snapped up to hundreds as I finally returned the phone to her and hurried out of the house for my interview before I run late.

On arrival at the interview location which was not so far from the new house, I did the sign of the cross, before walking into the building with some confidence, holding my head up.

“Good morning Sir, please where is the interview holding?” I asked one fine bobo that I met coming down the stairs since the ground floor was completely empty including the receptionist's desk.

“Follow me.” Was all he said after a little hesitation which he took to look closely at me before turning round and jogging back up the stairs.

He was going so fast that I had to practically run to keep up with his pace.

“There!” He said pointing to a room with a bunch of people already sitting on waiting chairs.

“Thank you so much.” I said but he turned round and hurried off without saying anything in response.

So grumpy! Great way to make me nervous before an interview.

I found myself a seat and waited for the interview to actually begin and my name to be called.

My turn came, I went in and sat before the panel which consisted of not-so-young ladies who were not smiling at all.

Honestly, the people in this company have no sense of humor at all.

Praying that I get this job since, the applicants present were not that much anyway.

When I came down, I saw that guy who showed me around earlier getting down from a flashy Mercedes looking like he owned the place.

I shook my head at how pompous he was carrying himself and my mouth was turned down as I walked off in the opposite direction to prevent him from seeing me again. He made me feel so awkward the other time.

He was a really hot boy and I really took my time to feast my eyes on his good looks just in case I don't get the job which means I'll never see him again.

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Folake has finally gotten a job after a long time of searching. But a new challenge arises.

Having worked for just a week in the sales department of a dignified established, she's supposed to stand in for the Manager's secretary who is away on maternity leave.

Trouble brews as she realized that the manager is the same guy that she had crossed paths with on her first day at the office; a pompous, arrogant brat who puts on airs and makes everyone cower in fear.

Will she take up this role or quit her new job?

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Episode 16


FOUND OUT


Marie's POV

The next morning, I woke up with a great level of happiness.
I introduced Francis to my dad and he is okay with me being with him. (Too bad we had to lie to him)

And we did some crazy things on the flight. Too bad I slept all through the return flight.

I sighed in relief as I roll out of bed and head for the bathroom.



I finished eating breakfast and quickly went back to my room where I called Victoria to find out how the surgery went. I totally forgot to call her the previous dayas I was too busy with her pretty brother. (smiles)



The surgery was successful and her mother was stable.(Thank God) I told her I would pay a visit to the hospital with Francis later the next day but it was going to be a surprise for Francis.



Francis and I spent a lot of time at the pool throughout the day as we kept talking about the previous day's trip and his encounter with my dad and I also tried teaching him how to swim.



He was not able to learn much as he spent much of the time drooling at the sight of me in a swim suit while I on the other hand kept fiddling with his hot bare chest.

We've kissed like a million times already today and we can't still seem to get enough of each other.



We got out of the water and lay side by side on the two seater nordsee strandkorb by the pool as we wiped off the water from our bodies before putting our clothes back on.

'Youre such a bad student' I said to amidst loud laughter as we were walking back to the house.
'And you're such a sexy teacher' he whispered in my ear.

I spanked him on the butt and ran without stopping until I got to the front door.

In the evening, we had dinner and shared one final deep kiss when we were alone in the room before I finally let him go.
I wished he could stay the night me.

I went into my room and logged into my Instagram. I had recently made some posts so I checked the likes to see that it was already a million.



I saw on my timeline that Skip Marley had dropped a new song. I quickly purchased on iTunes and searched for headphones to plug in and listen but couldn't find it anywhere.
I suddenly recalled that I had left it on a stool in the sitting room earlier in the day.

I sighed as I reluctantly got up to go and get it.



I came downstairs to meet my mum in the sitting room. I was slightly taken aback as I stopped walking and stood there staring at her like the statue of liberty.



First I was surprised then gradually, it turned into disappointment and great annoyance.



I had plans to go pay a visit to Francis' mother at the hospital the next day. Now it seems impossible except she leaves again tomorrow.

What is this woman doing back home?

Her eyes were fixed on the TV screen where the news was showing on the big screen plastered on the wall.
Two of her goons were also in the room.



They only come inside the house for two reasons; one, if they have someone to beat up and two when she comes back with a lot of physical cash as was the case everytime she returns from Dubai and needed them to help her secure the bags.

I greeted her passively as I walked to where headphones were lying helplessly on the stool and grabbed it and was about to head back upstairs when she ordered me to sit down with her eyes still fixed on the screen.

I sat there with a big frown as she kept watching the news till the very end.



The news finally ended a few minutes later before she finally turned to look at me.

She looked like an angry bear. I wonder what is going on.

'What is the meaning of this?' she blurts out angrily as she threw the iPad she had picked up from the stool close to her at me.

It crashed on the sofa seat beside me. I picked up the device and my mouth went wide with shock.



It was a photo of me and Francis in Abuja. Turns out that people recognized me and took photos.

It was on a blog and the caption read:
"Rare Photos of Marie Brown and Her New Boo"

I scrolled up quickly as I ran my eyes through the outrageous write-up on the blog with shaky hands.

"It's not what you think mum." I said in defense.

"I only wanted someone to accompany me to Abuja."

'Shut up! You little LovePeddler...' she spat out as she gave me a resounding slap on my right cheek.

This can't be happening right in front of those goons but sadly it has already happened.



I sobbed silently as I hear her order the goons to get Francis.
They're going to beat him up I thought to myself as I kept crying silently.

My mum on the other hand was pacing up and down the room angrily.

'If you mess things up for me because of this, you are going to regret it' she says between gritted teeth as she keeps walking up and down the room.
If anything happens to Francis, I'll never forgive myself.

Oh God! What are they going to do to him.

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Episode 15:


 

She dragged me out of my seat and got to a door. She punched in the password and the door slid open. We walked into what looked like a VVIP suite in a five star hotel. There was a beautiful flight attendant who appeared to be waiting for us.

 

A glamorous curved sofa with lacquered wood veneer detailing sweeps through this lavish jet interior!

 

Large screens were plastered on the walls in between the round windows one of which was pinpointing the position of the jet while the other had a landscape wallpaper displayed on the screen.

Everything in here had buttons. I dared not touch a thing as I quickly stuck my hands into my pocket.

 

Just when I thought were in the best part of the jet, she nudges me to follow her as the flight attendant leads the way to another compartment.

 

The next compartment had twin seats facing we each on the right side of the jet which gave you a nice view of the beautiful sunshine and clouds outside.

 

We sat down opposite each other. The table was already set with plates,cutlery, napkins, champagne glasses, the menu was folded and wrapped up like a scroll and freshly picked flowers. I could see my face on the expensive glass table before me.

In no time, our food and wine was served. As we ate with a lot of chatter.

We finished eating the expensive food and Marie jumped on my laps again.

This time the kissing was gentle and intense making my body twitch. I squeezed her super soft butt as she kept moaning.

 

She took of my top and threw it on the next seat. With her approval, I also took off her top. (She wasn't wearing anything under) I fondled them like I was afraid and she shut her eyes tight throwing her head back. I brought my mouth closer, closer and closer. Shoot!!!the pilot announced on the intercom for us to prepare for landing. Kill Joy!

 

We grumbled as she returned to her seat helping me with my seatbelt before fastening hers on.

I was really surprised. We were in Abuja in a manner of minutes.

 

Who said money isn't good. I squeezed Marie's hand tight as I felt the plane descending.My palms were getting moist out of fright.

 

The plane finally got to a halt. We got out hand in hand. We were in the Nnamdi Azikiwe Airport which translates to lots of people and planes both commercial and private.

 

We were welcomed by Marie's father's drivers and security men who led us to the car and immediately drove out of the airport.

'Where are we going this time?' I asked curiously as I looked at her beautiful face.

 

'somewhere nice!' was all she said with a smile as her palms caressed my hips and her head rested on my shoulder. This girl was making my heart skip so much that I might have a heart attack.

 

She told the driver to stop at the closest mall which he did.
We got into the mall with the security men in front, beside and behind us.

'Lets get you a suit. We're going to meet someone.' She said with a childish giggle as she dragged me along.

I didn't need further clarification, we were going to meet her dad. I'm so dead today!!

Fast forward to 9 in the evening:
We were already back home. I took off my suit and fell onto the bed in the gateman's room.

 

I was just so excited about everything that happened today. From taking my first flight in a luxury jet, doing naughty stuff on the flight, to meeting with Marie's father and lying to the man that I'm working in the technical unit of some big company. (It was all Marie's idea. We couldn't tell him that I was just an ordinary gateman.)

 

He liked me because I appeared to be a responsible person and I am the first guy her daughter has ever introduced to him.(Woah)

This is happening so fast. It's getting clearer to me that I'm walking on eggshells here. I rolled over and lay on my stomach as I fell asleep having the sweetest and craziest dreams ever.

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EPISODE 14:


ON A JET

 

Marie's POV

I got up the next morning feeling refreshed mainly because I had a good sleep.

 

As I sat up stretching on my bed, my phone started ringing, I checked the caller ID and discovered that it was Francis calling. I picked up immediately.

 

When I was done with the call, I hit the shower before getting down to see if breakfast was ready since Lucy didn't come up to call me as usual.

 

I go down to see the maids still busy setting the table.They all greeted me with small smiles and I replied all of them at once.

 

Lucy finally walked out from the direction of the kitchen with more plates and also greeted me as she dropped the plates on the table.

 

I finished breakfast and went back to the sitting room to watch some TV.

The news was showing the Governor and some other government officials at a political event.

He was announcing Jude's father (the commissioner for agriculture) as the next person that would be contesting for the governorship office in the coming elections.

I now know why my mum is pushing me to go out with Jude. So she could still stay relevant in the next administration.

I rolled my eyes and switched to another channel. I have better things to occupy myself with than politics.

In the afternoon...

 

I was bored of staying in the house so, I called Francis to come over.

I needed to take him somewhere. So I told him to look nice.

He came in a few minutes later looking hotter than ever.

 

He was wearing one of the t-shirts we bought the other day. It was a black body fitting tee designed by Gucci and a pair of black jean trousers with Adidas sneakers. He was catching up on the Gothic dressing.

 

I on the other hand was only wearing a blue Balenciaga hoodie and a black sports short plus black Gucci combat boots with my hair tied up with a black bandana.

I smiled immediately Lucy opened the door for him to come in. I quickly got up and ran into his arms. He looked over my shoulder to see if Lucy was still there in the room.

I let out a laugh as I hit him playfully on the the chest nudging him out of the room yelling bye bye to Lucy as we kept walking outside.

We got inside the car and Sam drove out. Thank God we had many gatemen as someone else came to open the gate.

 

I couldn't imagine what it would have been like if Francis had to step out of the car just to open the gate.

As soon as we were on the road, Sam asked where he should take us and I told him to take us to the strip.

I turned to look at Francis who looked shocked about the location.

'We're going to a strip club?' he asked with a concerned voice.
I couldn't help but laugh at what he just said. He didn't realize I was talking about the airstrip.

We were getting close and I decided that it should be a surprise since he didn't realize.

I took down the bandana from my hair and my hair fell freely and handed it to him.

'Whats this for Rie?' he asked in surprise

'Tie it over your eyes, I have a surprise for you' I answered giggling like a little child.

He complied while I kept laughing at his nervousness. He reached for my hand and held it squeezing it slightly.

In a moment, we pulled into the private air strip and I took Francis' hand as I led him out of the car like a blind man.

We both kept laughing as he was reaching into the air pretending to be a blind man while I led him along.

Sam had already gone ahead of us to speak with the pilot who was always on standby. I had secretly texted Sam the location so he knows what to tell the pilot.

We got into the jet with the blindfold still on Francis. I helped him into a seat before putting the seatbelts on.

I could feel us leaving the ground and as I looked out the window and saw the houses and cars getting smaller.

He finally took off the blindfold when he heard the pilot's voice over the intercom and screamed trying to get up.What was I expecting?

 

I laughed and held his hand.
He finally came back to his right mind and looked at me then outside the window where the clouds hovering like ice cream glittered in the sun and finally, his eyes scanned the jet in admiration with his mouth wide open.

'What??! I'm on a plane!! I'm on a plane!! He kept screaming and all I could do was laugh.
'Where are we going to?' He asked
still stunned.
'Abuja baybeeee' I yelled as I undid my seatbelt and jumped on his laps.

'Ive never been on a flight before' He confessed looking into my eyes with so much affection.

'That has just changed Frankie' I whispered and kissed him tenderly. He responded immediately and grapped my waist as He placed kisses on my neck squeezing my body with both hands.

After minutes of sucking our faces off, we stopped to catch our breaths as I collapsed on my seat laughing.

I quickly undid his seatbelt and pulled him up to his feet.

'Let me show you around before this thing lands' I said with a smile as I walked with him following behind me. One thing is certain, being rich is a good thing.

I can only imagine what it's like for the people who have to hunger, want and lack.

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EPISODE 13:



Marie’s POV

After we got changed into fresh clothes, Francis helped me loosen my hair and dry it with the blow dryer but after that, he refused to stay with me in the bedroom to avoid stories that touches the heart (whatever that means).

All evening, I was awake thinking about the kiss, his well built muscles and the fact that he loves me back all drove me wild.

Suddenly I remembered that I wanted to call his sister and find out from her what is going on with them.

I knew I was being a bit nosy about this but I couldn’t help it at that moment. Francis has something bothering him and I won’t back down until I find out.

The call was now ringing and luckily, she picked up at the last ring.

“Hello, is this Victoria?” I asked calmly.

“Yes and who is this?” She replied with a little hesitation in her voice.

“My name is Marie Davis, your brother works for my family.” I answered calmly.

“Wow, nice to hear from you, he has told me a lot about you.” She replied breezily.

So Francis has told his family about me? That means I also need to tell my dad. I thought to myself.

“He has?” I asked with surprise.

“Yeah, of course he says you’re the best person in the world.”
I was blushing very hard at this point, thank God she couldn’t see me through the phone.

“Francis is blowing the trumpets.” I said with a little giggle which made her laugh on the other end of the phone.

“I know this is very cliche but, is there anything that is bothering Francis that I should know about because it’s affecting his work.”
(I can’t believe I just said that. What a blatant lie.)

“My mum is sick and needs surgery.” She replied slowly after a little hesitation.

“Please don’t be mad at him ma, he’s been thinking about it so much especially now that he is not here with us.” She added with a pleading voice.

“No! I’m not mad at him okay? I care about him and I wanted to know. What type of surgery are we talking about here?” I added feeling better knowing the truth.

“An appendectomy ma.” She answered sadly.

“Just that?” I asked surprised.

“Yes ma.” She answered quickly.

“Okay, here is what we’ll do; I’ll send you an address once I get off the phone. Take your mum there tomorrow and they’ll do something about it okay?”

“Ok Ma.”  She replied with a hopeful voice.

“And do me a favor, keep this from Francis for now because I don’t want him to freak out. I said sounding very serious.
I’ll try ma. Thanks you very much for your help and support.
It’s nothing Victoria, I’ll do anything for Francis. Good night dear.”

“Good night Ma.” She added and I ended the call.

I immediately texted her the address of our family hospital and put a call across to one of the doctors to inform him as well so he could admit Francis’ mum without any delay.

 

Francis’ POV

I’ve been trying my sister’s number for the past five minutes and it’s still said she was on another call.

How could this girl be talking to for so long?

I dialled it one last time and it got through finally.

She refused to tell me who was on the phone with her but she sounded very happy.

I hope it was not a guy oh
Cuz I’ll beat the life out of him if he tries anything stupid with Victoria.

 

I dozed off as my mind drifted from my sister to my mum and then to the girl I kissed today.
I love her so much and I’m ready to take the risk. Her mum can fire me for what it’s worth.

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EPISODE 12:


Marie’s POV

I was woken up that morning by a knock on my door. It was Lucy announcing that lunch is ready.

 

My eyes widened immediately she mentioned lunch! OMG!! I can’t believe that I stayed in bed till the afternoon.

 

I sat up in bed rubbing my eyes with one hand and running the other through my hair. I looked around the bed for my phone and unlocked the screen to check the time 2:14 in the afternoon.

 

I was up all night chatting with Francis until I fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

 

I jumped out of the bed straight to the shower.

 

I got down a few minutes later and went downstairs for lunch.

 

My phone started ringing and I picked up to check the caller ID it was Francis. I quickly invited him over when I learned that my mum has travelled to Dubai and would be back in a week. Nothing but joy!!

 

After lunch with Francis, we sat down to watch some TV when my phone rang. I checked the caller ID and it was a strange number. It turned out to be Jude.

 

 How did you get my number? I asked after he introduced himself
 I got it from your mum, he answered with a pleading voice
 What do you want? I asked with a bitter voice
 I want to see your beautiful face again, I spent all night thinking about you and I couldn’t sleep. He said.
 You wish, bye bye. I said with a scoff as I ended the call.

 

I ended up losing interest in the movie and so, we decided to go and sit by the pool for a while.

 

I needed to get Francis’ phone so I can get his sister’s phone number. I pretended to be transferring photos to my phone which helped me to copy out the number to my own phone.

 

Our time at the pool ended with me trying to rescue Francis from drowning after playfully pushing him into the pool. I had no idea that he doesn’t know how to swim.

 

We both got out of the water looking like drowned rats. We got inside the house through the back door and walked straight to my room.

 

I needed to get him something to wear. I’m happy that I had a lot of baggy unisex street wear.

 

He had already taken off the wet t-shirt he was wearing by the time I turned to face him after ransacking the closet for something suitable to give him and I stopped dead in my track.

 

My jaw dropped immediately and the clothes fell from my hands.

 

His abs were perfectly sculpted, the definition so perfectly chiseled. I couldn’t help but stare with mouth ajar. His arms, shoulders, chest; they were all so flawless. I was actually drooling.

 

I swallowed as my throat went dry, I took a step closer to him, without taking my eyes off the work of art like one in a trance.

 

I gently ran my shaky hands down his bare torso making him flinch a bit taking a step backwards. I was now doing it with my two hands which made him throw his head back and let out a low groan with his eyes closed.

 

He quickly drew me into a hug and crashed his lips on mine within a split second. Just when the kiss was heading somewhere, he stopped, his hands now on my waist.

 

I opened my eyes with a bit of disappointment because, I didn’t want him to stop but he had to or we might have done something crazy.

 

His lips were now swollen, his eyes a burning fire and his voice was thick with lust.

 

“I’ll change in the bathroom while you change in here” he says and let’s go of me as I do the same and walks towards the bathroom after collecting the clothes I had dropped on the floor.

 

He holds the door open and turns to look at me as if he just remembered something;
‘I love you too Marie’ he says with a smile and closes the door behind him.

 

I wanted to scream but I quickly put my hands over my mouth remembering that Lucy might hear me.

 

So he heard me when I told him that I love him on the phone that day. I jumped up in excitement as I took off my wet clothes and dumped them on the floor.

 

I better hurry before he comes out.

 

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Thanks for the update

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EPISODE 11:


Marie's POV
So, yesterday I was stupid enough to ask Francis to kiss me but he was too much of a gentleman to do it even though I know he wanted to.



Right now, we're in the car speeding along the highway and when I mean we, I'm talking about Francis and I with Sam driving.



Our first stop is a barbing salon where Francis has to get a proper and nice haircut before we head over to my favorite mall.

He looked super hot in tshirts and I wanted to get him some.



Sam waited in the car while Francis and I walk into the mall with his hands in mine.



I wish we were an item already but too bad as he has already made it clear that he doesn't want to cross that line.



I mean he's kinda right; what if we don't work out, what is going to happen to his job then?



We were already in the boutique (men's section) picking anything that catches my eye ranging from shoes to shirts and hoodies, trousers, shorts, etc.



Jealous eyes kept looking our way as we kept walking hand in hand.



Francis keeps complaining about the prices being too high which is nothing to me.

Whenever I'm in a store, I buy what I like not what is cheap or expensive.



After an hour or so, we were finally done with the shopping and I hand Francis my card to make payment at the counter before we grab some ice cream from the food section and head back to the car.



'These stuff are too expensive' Francis complains again as we get into the car.



'Three hundred and fifty six thousand naira is nothing to me Frankie, just Google my daddy's net worth' I replied with a smile as I kept playing with my ice cream.



He exhaled and raised his hands up in surrender. He looked cute when he did that. Then he took my hands in his. At that moment, his phone started ringing and as soon as he saw the caller ID, his facial expression changed to that of worry. I had quickly checked it too; the caller ID read 'Vic'



From what I heard him say, I gathered that it was his sister and I'm guessing there was something wrong from the way he stayed quiet till we got home.



He doesn't want to talk about it so, I'll just have to find out on my own. It pains me to see him unhappy.



He thanked me for the clothes and shoes as he got down from the car and walked away with the shopping bags in both hands and his head low. Even a child could tell that he was really down.



Friday came, and before I knew it, I was almost running late for dinner tonight with Jude.



I reluctantly got dressed and went downstairs to meet him smiling sheepishly with arms open wide for a hug.



I walked slowly past him and went straight for the front door which I opened and closed with great force.

He came out shortly after looking slightly embarrassed by his action and my reaction.



The drive to the restaurant was a silent one. Soon we were parked outside one of the best restaurants in the city. I would have loved to take a photo or two but I wasn't in the mood.



We got out of the car and walked into the building with numerous security men walking before, beside and behind us.



I kept rolling my eyes, until they felt like they were going to pop out of the sockets any minute, I mean come to think of it, his dad is a mere commissioner and he has so many securities following him about while, my dad is among the top ten richest in Nigeria and I still go out alone most of the time.



Dinner with Jude was worse than I expected. But I'm glad that I got it out of the way. I was only doing it for my mum anyway.



He dropped me off at home and even attempted to kiss me. Can you imagine?



I got into the house to find my mum in the sitting room watching TV. I wasn't expecting her to be home tonight or tomorrow. I wonder why she is home tonight.



She took out time to interrogate me about the dinner for an hour before finally letting me go to bed.



Immediately I got into my room, I called Frankie. I only spoke to him in the morning I really wanted to know how he's doing. I mean, you can't blame me for thinking about him all the time.



I'll have to find a way to get a hold of the reason or reasons behind his moodiness.
I have an idea!!



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EPISODE 14:


Ivy:

"The operation was successful. Congratulations! You have two boys. Both mother and children are stable though the babies are preterm and underweight, they're very healthy." Doctor said without a pause.

"They'll have to remain in the hospital for two weeks for proper observation and care." He continued and we all nodded.

"You can go see them now before they're taken to the nursery. And we'll need the father to sign the entry in the birth certificate." He added before finally walking off with the nurse.

I breathed a sigh of relief as Trevor, Yonas and I got up from the waiting chair and walked into the birthing room.

After taking turns to hold the tiny babies in our arms, the nurse took them away to the nursery while the other nurses tidied things up.

I placed the flowers Yonas brought on the bedside as I sat down on one of the small chairs watching the sleeping Maya.


❣️ Weeks later

We were back home from the hospital.

Trevor and Yonas had kinda divided the babies among themselves.

Miguel- the oldest is Yonas' godson and Manuel the youngest is Trevor's godson.

The amazing thing is that they are not identical.

I came in to the house with Trevor, yes, I said Trevor!
We have gotten back together and we are now in a kind of romantic this and that.

The babies' cries rang from inside the room soon as we walked in.

"Maya! Maya!" I yelled repeatedly as we got into the room dropping my bags.

"I'm in the bathroom!" I heard her voice faintly from a distance as me and Trevor got into the babies' room.

I lifted Miguel from inside the cot and as I sat down and dropped him on my laps, I realized that his diaper was already full. Maya is still new to this whole parenting thing.

"Their diapers!" I exclaimed and I could see Trevor scrunching his face in disgust. I couldn't hold the laughter.

"Yuck!" He managed to say as he also examined Manuel's diaper earning a little look of disapproval from me.

I sighed and got up from my seat taking Miguel along with me as I headed to the bathroom.

"Get me some wipes, and powder." I instructed Trevor as I dropped the babies inside the empty bathtub.

Trevor returned with the items and Maya also walked in looking really stressed out.

"madre del año."
"Mother of the year." I joked as she walked in and stood by the doorway.

Oh Please! She laughed. Less at my statement and more because of how Trevor was staring at us in confusion.

"What she said was...
"Don't!" I warned as Maya attempted to interpret and she bursted out laughing while Trevor's frown tightened.

"Hold Manny!" I told Trevor as I handed Manuel to him.

"Good boy." He teased tickling him lightly.

They have now stopped crying already. I also gave Miguel to Maya who tried patting him to sleep.

I finished up in the bathroom and we all returned to the room. After the babies had both gone to sleep, we left for the living room where we watched TV for sometime before Maya left us to feed the babies who had now woken up and started crying again.

As soon as Maya exited the room, Trevor bit his lips eyeing me up and moved closer to where I was sitting. He looked at me seductively as he cupped my cheeks and crashed his lips on mine.

These kisses only keep getting better and better as the day goes by.

I dropped the remote control on the table and sat on his legs dominating the kiss.

"Darn mami!" Trevor groaned as he unzipped my jacket and ran his hands all over my firm breasts which were hidden in the black camisole I was putting on while I bit his neck lightly.

"Lil Vampire" I whispered with a childish giggle.

"Okay, I've seen enough, you two need to get a room." Maya rapped as she sat on the armrest of the couch.

"Don't you knock?" Trevor asked sounding frustrated as I got up from his legs and back to my former position laughing naughtily.

"No doors in sight." She responded throwing her hands in the air.

I glared at her and she bursted out laughing as she turned round and ran out of the room.

"Good night." She shouted and shut her door. I could still hear her giggling though.

I sighed and looked at Trevor who looked slightly embarrassed at what just took place.

I should have been more embarrassed because my camisole was now on the floor leaving me half undressed, but I wasn't.

Maya knows these things anyway. I mean what I'm I even saying, she has kids!!

We got up and gathered the clothes.

"Lock the front door will ya?" I told Trevor as I gathered our things holding them in a balled shape against my chest.

"You mean I'm sleeping over?" Trevor asks with a smirk as he locks the door properly.

"Yes sir!" I responded with a mock salute.

"Catch me if you can!" I yelled and ran up the stairs giggling.

He ran after me and caught up with me sweeping me off my feet.

He got to my door and kicked it open before dropping me on the bed.

"Go easy!" I laughed as he returned from shutting the door to join me in bed. A smirk plastered on his ever so cute bearded face.

"I love you Squirrel" he whispered as we made love.

"I love you too Wolfie, you don't know the half of it." I responded in a reciprocated whisper.


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EPISODE 10:


APOLOGIES/ KISS ME
Francis' POV
The next morning, I returned into the room from closing the gate. The boss has just left. What a relief!

I decided to call my sister and know how she and my mum are doing at present.

She picked up at the last ring.
She sounded very worried on the phone.

I've just been informed that my mum's health was deteriorating and she needed surgery in the shortest possible time and the house rent was almost due and she was running short on her meds.

After I got off the phone with my sister, I felt very upset and sad.



My family is suffering and I couldn't do much to remedy that as I was still waiting for my salary. I'm grateful my little sister is very hard-working. She was also doing her best to help out.

Immediately I got off the phone with my sister, Marie's call came making me remember the incident from yesterday. I'm sure that was her boyfriend and yet here she was telling me she loves me.

After a little hesitation, I finally picked and said hello. She wanted me to come over to the main building.

I stood up reluctantly and took off my gateman's uniform and put on a T-shirt and a pair of jean trousers as she always complained about the stupid oversized uniform.

I was ushered into the house by one of the maids. I saw her in the dining where she was having her lunch.

She invited me to join her at the table and I complied clenching my jaw in frustration. I felt like grabbing her and kissing her right there and then but I shook the thoughts off immediately.

I settled down opposite her to eat the pasta that I had dished out from one of the giant plates on the table only to find her obviously lost looking at me as if it was the first time she set eyes on me.



I scoffed inwardly as I ate the food uncomfortably.

Did she invite me here to engage me in a staring contest of some sort.

Okay, let me take her up on that offer. 'Game on' I yelled inwardly and fixed my eyes on her beautiful face. Those brown eyes matching with her slightly brown hair made my heart skip a beat.

After looking at each other for three minutes straight, with our faces just a few inches apart, we were interrupted by footsteps approaching the direction of the dining. It was one of the maids whom she had told me was her friend coming to clear the table.

I'm sure she saw the weirdness that was going down. I cleared my throat nervously and pushed the plate towards the maid.

I took a glass of water and downed it in a single gulp.

'Come with me' she said breezily and I got up from the dining following her lead.

She opened the front door and walked out with the same breezy attitude as I kept following her.

We got out of the house, after walking for a short distance to the east side of the building, I saw a sign saying: 'Private Area' It suddenly dawned on me that she was taking me to the swimming pool where the only staff allowed were the cleaners.

The pool was a wonderful sight to behold. It was like a smaller version of the Atlantic ocean was before me. I smiled for the first time today. I was only brought back to reality when I heard her voice.

'Its beautiful right?' she said in a whisper with her head rested on my shoulder.
Woah!

'Ive been informed that my mum did that to you, I mean your lip and I'm very sorry for the unfair treatment' she apologized on behalf of her mother, I'm touched.

'And Im sorry about yesterday, Judas, I mean Jude is a jerk and he's nothing to me.'
'Theres no need to be sorry Rie, first of all, you're not in control of your mum's actions and secondly it's not my place to dictate who you hang out with.

'So you're not mad at me?' she asked with a pout.
'Why would I be mad at you?' I said trying to keep my cool.( I was really jealous about the way that guy was holding her hand. That should have been me doing that)

She gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek squealing like a stuck pig before she quickly disengaged and placed both hands on her mouth apparently shocked or embarrassed by her own actions.

I was not really surprised because I can't blame her. She has been all over me ever since she met me. She even said she loves me.

I quickly turned round to look at her with a smile. My next line of action equally surprised me as well. I opened my arms and invited her for a proper hug.

The next thing she said shocked me:
'Francis, I want you to kiss me!!

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YoungBruzzy:


Nothing do you OP..
I don enter sidon gidigba, make you pilot us on this journey na im remain.

Sure sure