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Yuneehk:
Please take note of places where you use Amara instead of Sarah. On behalf of every other person reading this beautiful piece, we love you too.

modified. Tanx dear

She wheeled her box downstairs just as Claire was about rounding up breakfast.

"I'm leaving your house for you." She said without emotions

"Beautiful." Claire replied sipping from her glass of freshly made pineapple juice.

This angered Amara and she had to say anything to get her mad and upset.

"I just pray your husband doesn't come running back into my arms when you go to that Philip guy."

To her surprise, Claire smiled, stood up and began to walk to her slowly.

"I don't blame you Amy. I blame myself for sparing the rod when it came to you. As for my husband, he can go running to your cheating arms for all I care but let me not hear of it. Its only when you get married that you'll know the repercussions of what you're doing now."

"Not like you're holy Claire. Stop pretending."

"Wow. You now call me by my name? Beautiful too. I won't explain details of my life to you. If I could be with Phil, I won't come back to this house but hey, I'm not a loose woman like you and I don't bite the hands that fed me. With that been said, get out before I push you out myself."

She looked at Claire, hatred and anger filling every vein in her. She would come back and when she does, it would be as the madam of this house. She held the handle of her box and gave Claire one last glance before she left the house.

Claire closed her eyes and breathed out. She didn't do the right thing. Where would she go? Did sshe have enough in her account to last her for a while?
She lowered herself to a cushion and pleaded with the tears not to fall. She should have forgiven her sister. Besides, everyone deserves a second chance.

Gertrude had watched the drama from the stairs. She felt for her boss. Now, how would she go and tell her again about what Micheal did to her?
She slowly began to walk downstairs. She won't tell her but she'll leave the house so that even if she finds out, she'll be in far away Edo state.
She got to her boss and tapped her, taking the glass of juice which was about to spill.

Claire opened her eyes and forced a smile.

"Yea. You wanted to talk to me about something."

"Yes madam. I know this isn't the right time to say this but forgive me please."

"Go ahead Gertrude."

"Uhm. I want to leave madam. I think I've saved up enough money that will assist in taking me back to the university."

"Hmmm. You want to further your education? That's very nice. Where did you stop?"

"I only have my OND certificate madam"

"Alright. I'm happy you love education. When do you plan to leave?"

"Tomorrow. So I can be able to buy the form and prepare for the exam."

"Alright. Tomorrow then."

"Thank you madam. God bless you."

"Amen. And bless you too Gertrude."

She watched Gertrude leave in excitement. If only she were her sister. She got up and headed to her room.






He dressed up and looked at the figure beside him.
He had called his personal assistant to forward her account details to him. He convinced Amara that the doctor was a woman and she gladly sent the money to the account.
Before their marathon sex, he had convinced her to forward her resignation letter to the company, promising her heaven on earth how they'll leave for Abuja together and get married as soon as possible.
Without thinking, she had done that, adding sexual harassment as her reason for quitting. He so much ruined her and he was contented at the turn of event.
He had screwed her like it was his last, milking her for what she's worth.
She responded, not knowing it was her last with him; screaming his name and letting the hotel know how much she loved him. The gentleman had again of course, had the audio recorded on his phone.
Micheal would love to hear it. He would send it to him on his way home, alongside the videos. He would know that no woman would come running to a married man without expecting anything in return or being faithful to the man.
He got up, left her a copy of the video and a written note before walking out, out of her life forever.





So she wasn't seeing Phil after all? That takes him out of the picture. She would get her revenge. She must. This wasn't the end of it. She had called an agent to get her a flat somewhere in mainland. She would just be away for six months so she would pay the six months rent. Claire would hear from her because she won't let Micheal go that easily. He still had to finish what they started.
Her kitten itched with excitement and she knew she had to settle down and call him asap.
Her phone rang and it was the agent.

"Is it ready?...... The furnishings?....... You think I'll like it?..........alright send me the address. Once I see it, I'll transfer your money to you.........I'll be there soon.'

She hung up, picked her box and headed to the taxi stand. Her new life just began.




He had to do something to keep himself busy till it was time to meet his wife. He got his laptop and logged into his FB account, nothing serious. He went to nairaland and a story was trending. Purityval has uploaded a video of a random girl having wild sex with a minor. Interesting.. He opened it and confirmed the source of the news. Naijaexposed. Wow. He clicked like then proceeded to watch the video. Bloody Moses! Sarah? The face of the said minor was sensored. He had the body of a grown man and seemed uninterested in the sex but Sarah kept on pushing him.
Jeez. He would get her fired so she doesn't ruin the image of the company.
He picked up his phone to call her and he realised he has an unread mail. He clicked on the message and it was from the board. They were calling him for a meeting in one week because his secretary had resigned because he was sexually harassing her.
Anger boiled in his veins. She had used him, claiming to love him. He had been a fool all along.
He opened his WhatsApp messenger and went to her profile only to realise she had blocked him. Fu©k! She was indeed a b!tch. Kelvin had warned him but he refused to listen.
A message came in from Kelvin at that time and he opened it.

"Man, have you seen the trending news? Your secretary is hot. I'm on my way home lover boy."

Attached to the message was an audio clip which he played and Sarah's moans and screams filled the room.
She had played a fast one on him. Regrets started sipping in and he knew that if he didn't play his cards well, he'll loose his shares from the company even though he had the largest and the company belonged to him. He shook his head in regret.
If only he knew.





Thanks guys for being here. I'm on set and it has been difficult to write here cos the work load is much. But trust your girl, I won't fail to update once I get the chance.
Love you all

His number has been off since the previous day. She was worried. What if something has happened to him? She was about to call again when the door opened and in came her knight in shining armour. It was 5;47am.
She rushed to his side and held him.

"What happened? I was worried sick. I've not been able to close my eyes. Why was your number switched off? You should have called or dropped a message."

He pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry love. Something came up."

She looked at him and walked to the bed. She undressed and without a word, went into the bathroom.
He smiled. He was just coming from Micheal's office. The camera had caught them clearly. She was indeed, a loose woman. He also had the recordings from their first sex. He had sensored his face while hers were open for the world to see. He would first upload the videos on nairaland, then Facebook using a new account where he would tag her. The videos will also be on naijaexposed.com. She won't know what hit her.
Her phone beeped and he reached for it. It was a text message from mtn asking her to subscribe for sugar boy's "kilamity". He deleted it and the next message he saw was from first bank plc. Out of curiosity, he opened it and it was a credit alert.
Last transaction was from Micheal Chibugo Njama. A million naira. Bank account balance; #1,860,000.
He knew just what to do.
He dropped the phone just as the door opened. She was wrapped in a bathrobe. She was wearing a frown. He stood up and went to her.

"Baby come on. I'm sorry. You don't even wanna ask me what happened."

"Kelvin please. I'm not a fool. You went to another woman, leaving me here all h•rny and messed up. Now you show up and tell me that something came up? That's stale." She barked, going to the dressing table to wipe her face.

"Baby eh, how can you think of that? How can you even say that? Despite the fact that I love you so much and I just bought your engagement ring yesterday, yet you stand there to accuse me of infidelity."

She turned to him and she felt guilty for doubting him. He had sat down on the bed and held his face in his hands.

"Honey I'm so sorry. I'm angry. I've got the right to be angry. I....."

"You should learn to trust me. I've been running around since yesterday. My dad is sick and dying and I'm here."

"What? Daddy is sick?"

"He was involved in an accident and the doctors want money to amputate his leg because he's diabetic. My mobile app has been misbehaving and I had to stoop low to ask micheal for money and he refused."

"Why? He can transfer the money to the doctor's account and......"

"He refused. That he has a girlfriend he wants to buy a car for today. Tell me, my daddy's life and that car, which is more important?"

She opened her eyes wide in shock. Micheal wants to buy her a car. Oh God of host. She knew that after yesterday, he was willing to do anything for her.
He looked at her. He had caught her just where he wanted her to be. He had to press further.

"I don't know what I'm going to do. First city monument bank is such a failure. I have billions yet I can't withdraw. Maybe I'll just sell off your ring baby, then go home to take care of my dad."

She rolled her eyes, BILLIONS!!!!!

"No. No you won't sell my ring. I've got some money in my account. You can send it to the doctor. Daddy's health is more important. How much is needed?"

"1.7. Do you have up to that? I'll go to the bank this afternoon and double the payment for you."

She smiled. This was good business

"You don't have to do that but if you insist."

She took her phone and handed it to him.

"I'll tell you my details. I just want daddy to be alright so he doesn't miss our wedding."

"Thank you baby. Let me call my doctor and hey, you ain't going to work today. Both of us will be here together till lunch break when I'll go to the bank."

He kitty welcomed the idea with a tingle and she moaned softly. She'll call in sick. Today can't get any better; a new car, 3.4million and an engagement ring.

He smiled and turned his phone on. He had just one person to call, his personal secretary.





She came downstairs, dressed in a white bum short and black tube. She went straight to the dinning where breakfast of white rice and chicken stew was waiting.

"Gertrude!" She called out after she had settled down

The ever humble young woman ran to her side.

"Yes madam?"

"You didn't call the others?"

"I did madam. Kelvin sir left very early. But your sister and husband didn't answer."

"Okay. Do me a favour, go to Amara's room and tell her that she has till I'm done with breakfast to get out of my house."

"Alright madam. Please, there's something I want to tell you. Don't be offended."

"Are you sick? Do you want to be grantes leave?"

"None of the above madam."

"Then wait till evening okay. Please. I've got family issues I want to resolve first."

Gertrude nodded and left for the errand she was sent.





"Come on dude, you're wasting time." Enatel said to Phil.

They were leaving for his(Enatel) house. They would start their journey from there.

Phil came out, carrying a box.

"You still wanna change your mind?" Enatel asked

"Not at all. She didn't call."

"Exactly what I'm saying. Did you ever think she'll leave her marriage for you? Don't get me wrong, I'm happy you finally began to accept women and you even fell in love but she's the wrong person Phil. You'll find someone better."

"I don't need anyone else. If it's not Claire, then it's nobody."

Enatel patted him at the back and with a nod, they left the house.
He had given the butler orders. If any woman comes looking for him, he should give him a call immediately.




He was about descending the stairs when he heard her talking to the house girl.
He had ruined the relationship between the two sisters.
God will never forgive him, even his late parents will be turning in their graves right now.
Did Gertrude just say she has something to tell him? He was ruined for life.
Where the fu©k is Kelvin? They were beefing, fine but he shouldn't abandon him like this. He turned, heading towards Kelvin's room. He needs help because he knew he had erred big time.
He made it to the room but nobody was there. He came out only to see Amara struggling with her big box.

"Amy wait. I want to seek Kelvin's help. You can't just go like that. We need to apologise to your sister. You two can't just end up like this."

"Me, apologise? Is it my fault that she couldn't keep her husband? I'm leaving. She can eat her house and her money but you, we ain't done. I'll text you the address of where I'll be staying."

"Amy are you okay? Don't be like this."

"I'm outta here and yes, I'll miss you a lot. I'll call you as soon as I settle."

She wheeled her box down the corridor, swaying her hips to a jam playing in her head alone. He felt his d!ck stir and he hissed.
He needs to work on his marriage, his hormone and his life.

He had not expected her to react that way. Why wasn't she screaming or shouting or tearing at the two dogs. She had just walked past, got water from the filter and went back to her room. He stood there, not knowing who to talk to.
How can Amara be sharing her sister's husband? This was so unfair. He looked at Micheal who had pushed Amara away when he heard his wife's voice. He was a picture of a thief caught in the act.
Amara herself was already crying.


"Bravo you two. What a nice show you both put up here." He said, walking into the sitting room.

They both looked up at him, Amara trying to cover her bosoms.

"Why? I would also love to have a view of those things you've got up there. Why cover them since you're so shameless?"

Micheal stood up and walked away, not able to contain the embarrassment.

"I understand if it were me, I understand because I'm not your sister's husband but why would you do this? Why go to micheal? How could you be sowicked and selfish? To someone who's like your mother? Have you forgotten so soon? Have you forgotten how she suffered for the both of you? And when her hard work paid off, you turned to the monitoring demon who would destroy years of hard work. It's not fair Amara."

She went on her knees immediately, this wasn't how she planned it. She wasn't supposed to be caught just yet.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. Please help me talk to my sister. I love her so much and can't......"

"That's stale. Amara, you'll go to your sister yourself. You're lucky that she gave you till tomorrow morning. If I was in her shoes, you'll leave here without a dime." He said and walked out.






Micheal rubbed his forehead. What was all this? Why and how did she come home? Maybe her lover had dumped her and she decided to come home to spoil his reggae with her blues. He will talk to her. Amara won't be going anywhere. He made his way to the bathroom, thinking it through. Yes. She won't go anywhere.




She took the last of the bitter pills and drank from the glass. She was surprised that the tears has not started falling. She was a strong woman and not even what she saw tonight would break her. She had been betrayed by the two people she loved most in this world. But, she would come through. She ditched Phil so she can be able to come home to her family, little did she know that her home was now a chalet.
She stood up to drop the glass and a tap came on her door.
She was still dressed the way she had come from the hospital.

"Come in." She said with a sigh.

Kelvin opened the door and came in, leaving the door open.

She gave him a smile and they hugged each other.

"How're you Claire? I'm glad you're home."

"Thank Kelvin. How're you?"

He smiled and pulled out her reading chair, making himself comfortable. She dropped the glass and went back to the bed where she sat down.

"I'm fine pretty face. When were you discharged?"

"This morning but Phil brought me home during lunch hour."

"Were you certified healthy enough?"

"I'm fine but a nurse will be coming here daily to attend to me. I missed my house, this room especially since I've not spent much time in it. I had to plead for my discharge."

"You shouldn't have. The hospital is the best place where you can receive treatments till you're fully recovered."

"Kelvin dear, don't bother. I've got Amara, uhm, I mean, I've got Gertrude, Ebere and Chika. My husband is also here to take care of me, then you. The house is the best for me. And I don't regret coming home."

He nodded and took her hand in his. A look at the door told him Micheal was there. He remembered that first call that brought him to Lagos. Micheal had said she had changed. He knew his Claire can't change. She was different and he respected that difference.

"You're a strong woman pretty face and I'll keep praying for a woman like you. You didn't change and please, don't change. Listen, you have to learn to do the things that makes you happy, stop making sacrifices for people who don't care about your happiness. You've got a right to be happy. Don't think about what people will say or what society would do. Your happiness should matter and come first."

He wiped the single tear that came out from her eyes.

"Be happy. Be strong and know that you've got my support at any time okay?"

She nodded and went into his arms, letting it all out. He allowed her to cry, her tears, wetting his shirt and giving him more reasons to cause Sarah more pains. She was the architect of all these and she won't go scot free, not yet.





Guilt ran through him. She still respected him still despite his infidelity.
He had misjudged her. He looked into the room and she was in his arms. Why wasn't he the one consoling his wife? He should be the one holding her.
He stretched his arm and knocked at the open door.
They looked up at him and he saw her face. She ni longer had her glow. She now looked darker. How didn't he notice all these earlier.

"Claire, I'll retire for the night okay? See you in the morning and please, don't stress much." Kelvin said, running his hand on her hair.

She nodded and he quietly left the room without looking back.

He walked into the room, locking the door. Memories of the last time they were in this room together came to him and he blinked severally. He had beaten her without hearing a word or resistance from her. He had left her here to die. He had judged her without listening to her.

He walked to her while she maintained her stand.

"Baby. I'm sorry. I've failed you. I've failed our marriage. I've......"

"I wasn't complaining when it was your secretary. Why involve my sister?"

He opened his mouth, shock and bitterness written all over his face.

"Yea, I knew. The day I had called and you said you were in a meeting, I was at your office. The card and bouquet, the night you slept out, Micheal I knew. What was your reason? Because I was getting fat? How was I supposed to know that I was pregnant? I'm an orphan Micheal and nobody taught me all these things. I tried, heaven knows that I tried to make you happy despite the sickness and all that but no, you chose to go to your secretary. Now, you've added my sister to your list. You're a b@stard Micheal. You disgust me. Get out of here before I leave you in same condition you left me in this room some days ago."

He saw hatred in her eyes but he wasn't going to give up yet.

"But I thought you and Phil......"

He couldn't finish before a heavy slap landed on his face.
He held his face and for three seconds, he couldn't see anything.

"How dare you harbour such thoughts? How dare you think I'll ever stoop to your level?"

To his surprise, she began to remove her clothings. Her gown first, then her bra. Her breasts stood proudly, staring at him and helping to rub his sins in his face.
She removed her pants and that was when he saw it. How could he forget that his wife just had a miscarriage?

She brought the pant that caged the pad to his face. The blood and clots in it pierced heavy nails in his heart. This was his baby, his first issue. He had wasted it.

"How can I be a layabout when I'm still carrying the pains and punishment your carelessness caused me? I'm not like you Micheal and I'll never be like you. Now, you've overstayed your welcome here. Get out."


Kelvin moved out of the door and headed to his room. He had heard everything and he was happy it turned out that way.
She was a virtuous woman and he thanked God for her life.
Now, he does not need to spend the rest of the week with the bleached face.
It was time to act so that this couple would have their freedom at last.
He would go to Micheal's office first thing in the morning and bring out the camera he had hidden there.
Sarah is surely going down.










Morning house. How was your night? Mine was chilly.
Decided to drop this update now that I've got like 13% battery charge.
If the ogas at the top(EEDC) blesses us with light, I'll surely drop another one by evening.
Thank you all for the comments, discussion and encouragement. I love you all to the moon and back.

yungeez:
Bro thanks 4 including me in d story, i feel on top of nairaland right nw, bt d work neva finish ooo, u neva introduce me 2 my fiance PamelB, so dat we fit come dey plan marriage...thanks once again

lol. I'm here

She quietly walked to her room with the help of the gateman who carried her bags. The house was silent and she preferred it that way. They got to her room and he put down the bag.

"Sorry madam o. I go tell them to bring you food."

"No. Don't bother. I don't want anybody to know I'm back. Did you get my point?"

"If na how you want madam. Make I go back to my post."

She gave him a nod and he left. She locked the room and fell on the bed. She heaved a sigh and closed her eyes. It was good to be home but what was in for her in this house? She prayed it would be successful. She really needs her home back.





He dialled his number but it was switched off. He needed to know how Claire was fairing. He would have gone to the hospital but he had the intention of speaking with Micheal. He had to talk to his best friend one more time so as to be convinced he knew what he was doing and not under some spell. He quickly grafted a message and sent it to Phil. He would be in the hospital first thing tomorrow morning.



She sat up. Phil had not called her yet. Isn't she attractive enough? Isn't she his type of woman? She knew she had Micheal at her beck and call but she wants to have a taste of Phil. She wants to see and experience what her sister found in this barrister. Well, if the mountain doesn't go to Mohammed, Mohammed would gladly go to the mountain. She turned on her laptop. It was time to google this guy up. She needs an appointment with this cute barrister.




He kissed her one more time before she left. He was spotting a huge b•ner and he needed a release. Why would her aunt choose this time to visit? He would go home to Amara, yes, Amara. She was as perfect as Sarah. She would give him maximum satisfaction tonight.
He smiled and picked his suitcase. Life is sweet if you know the scopes.




"Don't you think it's good if you leave town for a while?" Enatel, Phil's best friend asked

"What if she comes here? What if she changes her mind? I'm not going anywhere Enatel. I'll wait for her."

"Dude, what if she doesn't come? She bluntly told you off. Let go Philip. You'll find someone better than her."

"I don't want anyone else. I only want her." He cried.

Enatel sat beside him and held his shoulders.

"I understand you bro but please, come with me for a few days. Just for a few days. I can't leave you here like this."

"Enatel ......"

"I'll help you pack a few things. We'll go to Atlanta and spend some days there. Go and freshen up."




She smiled. She had succeeded in getting an appointment fixed for Monday. She would give him hot coffee in the office and hot pap for dinner, come Monday.
She was about relaxing on her bed when a text came to her phone.

"Be fresh for me tonight. I'll love it in your room, my room and the sitting room upstairs. Stay sexy."

She smiled. This was it.
She went to her wardrobe and fished for her matching red lingerie. Micheal would get it hot tonight.




Claire woke up suddenly. Something was ringing and the sound was so loud. On a search, she found out it was the alarm she had set for seven. It was time to take her drugs.
She checked her table and realised she had not brought water. She got up and silently prayed that no one was home.
She picked her glass jug and quietly opened the lock to her door.


He had sent her a text to come to the sitting room upstairs. He was waiting for the first round of the night.
She had met him there. He had already showered and was only on his boxer short.
She had done a strip dance for him which got him all fired up.
Now, she was riding him, their moans and grunts filling the entire floor.


Kelvin had heard the noise too. He knew without being told that it was Micheal. How could he bring in another woman to his home? It was better to be left as an office affair, but his matrimonial home, it was a no no.

As she came closer, the noise increased. The slapping of bodies together, the moans, the grunts. Tears fell from her eyes and she turned to leave but she remembered, it was in her hands to reunite with her husband, to bring peace to her home. She wiped her tears and continued. She would see to the end of this.


He saw a figure going to the same place the noise was coming from. Was that Claire? Was she home? How come they didn't inform him? He had to stop her. She shouldn't see what her husband has become so she won't go back to the hospital. He ran after her but she was already there, watching her sister riding her husband.
He looked at her and their eyes met. He shook his head but she smiled, then, slowly, she said the unexpected, startling the two dogs;

"You both should learn to use a room please. And Amara, let me not wake up tomorrow morning to find you in this house."

"So what will you be doing tonight?" Micheal asked.
They were both n@ked, basking in the aftermath Bliss of office sex. She was sitter on his laps while his deflated prick hung in the little space it found.

"Uhm. My aunt is around and will be leaving next week. She's a Christian and condemns premarital affairs."

"Hmmmm. Wanted to come and spend tonight in your arms baby."

She lifted his jaw and pecked his lips.

"You've got me from next week baby. And here in the office, I'm yours for keeps."

He smiled in satisfaction and they shared a kiss, only to be interrupted by an incoming notification.

"Bae, I've got a meeting in thirty minutes."

"Ouch. I almost forgot. We should get dressed then."

They stood up and began to dress up. She finished before him and made to walk out.

"Bae, thanks for giving me another chance." Micheal said.

"Its nothing. I love you so so."

They kissed and she walked out of the office, picked her handbag and headed to the restroom for a makeover not minding stares from the other two secretaries.





When he was sure the road was now free, he parked to a side of the road, not looking at her.
She was surprised that he stopped. She didn't want to talk about anything. She just wants to go home and make things better.

"Phil why did you stop?"

"I want to talk to you. I want us to talk."

"But I don't wanna talk Phil. We both are wrong and talking about it will lead us to argue and I don't want that."

Without replying, he fished the paper from his breast pocket and gave it to her. She unfolded it and read the words out.

"I'll give you more than you're getting. 08143******"

That number belonged to Amara. What was going on with her sister? What changed her. Her eyes got Misty and she knew she had to cry it out.

"Like you said, you've got your family to take care of and God forbid that I stop you from doing that. I want you to be happy Claire. I'm willing to do anything to make you happy that's why I'm going to let you go. I'm going to let you slip out of my arms because your happiness is my priority Claire." He sniffed and Claire turned to see him quickly wipe a tear

"I loved you the very first day I saw you. I didn't know you were married because there was no ring on your finger. I ignored it, even tried to forget you but nature brought us back together. Our paths crossed again and I decided to nurture this love. If you leave me Claire, I won't die, I won't let my love die too but I'll be a changed man. I won't believe in a lot of things Claire. I'll loose faith." He sniffed and looked away, letting his tears fall. He had failed.

She wanted to talk. She wanted to say something but words failed her. She looked at the piece of paper in her hand and bitterness consumed her. She reached out to touch him but he instead, started the ignition and drove off.

To him, this was the end of the road.





He quickly grafted a message. He won't be coming to pick her up because he has dinner with some clients. He would come in late.
Immediately the text said delivered, his phone rang. The bleached face was calling.

"Hi honey. I just got your text." She said into the speaker.

"Yes dear. My secretary arranged dinner with some clients from this side. It's really important to me please."

"I understand dear. So, what should I do?"

"You've got the card right?"

"Yes. I'm with mine."

"Good. I'll come to you once I'm done."

"Uhm. Like, what time?"

B|tch! He cursed. So she would go and have flings and get back before that time. You're in for a lonely night fool. He wanted to say but;

"I don't know baby but I'll try to round up on time."

"Alright baby. You take care alright?" She said sweetly.

"One more thing huh, be sexy for your boo okay?"

She giggled, replied in the affirmative and they ended the call.

He wanted to laugh at her stupidity, but he didn't want to laugh yet. He would laugh when Claire is happy.





He brought the car to a halt in front of the gate. The second and last time he'd be there.

"Phil I'm sorry. I......"

He took her hands in his, facing her with a smile.

She knew that smile. A smile of defeat. She had used it before, even using it now so she knew he was pretending.

"We met for this reason. You would have been dead if our paths had not crossed. God put me in your life so we can only meet for this reason. Jeez, I don't even know what I'm saying." He laughed.

Claire won't buy that. She knew better.

"Philip please stop the pretence. Stop it."

"What should I do? Cry? Ask you not to leave? Beg for your love? For God's sake Claire you're married. I'm to be blamed for thinking we can ever get something together. You want your family back so here it is. You're here now but know one thing. I'm here. I'll be here if you need me but the last thing I'll do is to stop you from deciding what you want. You don't know my house, you don't know my office. You turned down my invites but I never suspected that you did it because you don't want me."

He took a jotter and pen from his pigeon hole, wrote down two addresses and gave it to her

"I'll wait for you Claire and even if you finally get what you want, I'll still want you to visit and show me how happy you are so I can fu©king move on with my life."

He stepped out of the car and moved to the trunk where he got her things down.
When he saw that she was out of the car, he got in and drove off without looking back.

She heaved a sigh and cleaned her tears when he was out of view.
He meant the world to her and she only hoped that her sacrifice would be worth it.
She carefully put the address and Amara's bitchy note in her purse before gently knocking at the gate.

Wow. You just gave my head another size. And hey, I chose you because you were cutting eye for me. Lol.
Well done sir
Keep it coming

You guys are the best. The comments and encouragements despite my not being stable. I thank you all for staying here with me and I promise to be stable from now onwards. Next update will be in the evening. Love you guys.

Good morning guys and pretty ladies. Hope we all slept well.




She walked back to his office, not sure of what she was doing.
He looked up as the door opened, excitement running through his skin.

"Sir?"

"Micheal please. Come here."

She bolted the door and walked to him, not able to stand his gaze.

"I got your message Sir but......"

"Isn't it enough? I mean, I know I wronged by not keeping you in the light this few days. Trust me, you've always been in my thought. Don't leave me now. I need you more than anything else now."

She looked at his face which was filled with emotions. She felt pity for him but she just had to let go. She had to take a walk.

"But sir, you've got your wife. I'm only but a second option to you sir."

"Don't say that. My wife is seeing another man. The nurses at the hospital couldn't recognise me as her husband. They called him for everything, they called him her husband. Sarah, I'm thinking of a divorce. I'll divorce her and marry you straight away. You're the woman I want. Please don't leave me now." He pleaded, standing up.

She was surprised. Two proposals, from two rich men who are very handsome too. Her friends would die of envy. But she prefered Kelvin. He was richer and doesn't have a wife he's yet to divorce.
She smiled, who says she's walking away. She will milk this one dry for now and then settle down with her knight in shining armour.

Thought of this got her kitty tingling with excitement. She walked closer to him in sultry steps

"So, you missed me too huh?" She asked

"Of course baby. I missed you a whole lot."

"And you'll do anything to make me happy huh?"

"Of course dear. Anything. So long as you don't leave me."

She quickly dropped to her knees and was soon doing the only thing she was very good at.





He cursed himself as he took the steps in twos. He was back to Micheal's house. He needed to think straight. The lady was a big $lut and he knew he had to make proper plans. He was about to take the last turn to his room when he ran into Amara. She was still dressed in her gown and her face showed she was troubled.

He meant to walk past her but she held his hand.

"What? I don't wanna talk."

"Why are you avoiding me Kelvin? What crime did I commit that you'll be ignoring me. I've been calling and texting you but you've not returned any."

"Because I don't want to talk Amara." He said with clenched teeth.

"How long have they been together?" She threw at him

"Who?"

"My sister and that Phil guy. How long?"

He scoffed, folding his hands on his chest.

"Every woman isn't like you Amara. There are still women who have their heads intact. I understand that there are a few who've lost it, but you see, Claire is a gem. She's one in a million and........."

"You'll be disappointed if I tell you that they're lovers. Have you seen the way he looks at her, the way he touches her, then today of all days, the nurses called her his wife. There's something you're not telling me."

"If I were you, I'll be thinking of ways to take care of my sister. How many times have you been to that hospital? How many times has her so called husband, my best friend gone there to see her? If Phil and Claire are having an affair, I'll support them with everything in me. If you don't mind, I'll love to be excused now. I've got important things to take care of."

He brushed past her and opened the door to his room. She followed behind, locking the door.

"Amara, get out."

She wasn't surprised but she was not ready to give up easily.

"Why? Are you tired of me already? But I'm not. I want you, here, right now."

"Now I know that you're sick. But let me make this thing clear, I've got no business with you anymore. I can't believe I liked you to the extent of telling myself that I've found a wife. Jeez. Get out right now."

Amara was baffled. He had wanted to marry her? She bit her lips and looked up to his face.

"And I love you as well. You see.........."

"Too late. I've got a girlfriend now so please, use the door."

Her knees got weak and she struggled for support. This was all Claire's fault. If only she had not been a goody two shoes to earn Kelvin's respect that he'll even call her name while having sex with another woman. If only she hadn't been a goody miss. She got her feet steady and walked out of the room. Now, kelvin already got himself someone else. She's lost out totally.

No, it's not possible. If she doesn't have Kelvin, Micheal is still in the picture. Claire would be out as soon as possible and she'll have Micheal to herself, but that will be after she must have had a taste of the handsome barrister.






She pulled away from him. What has she done? Unshed tears threatened to escape her eyes but she fought it. She has committed same crime her husband is guilty for. In as much as she felt something for this man, she can't be with him because she was still married to Micheal.

He watched her battle with her thoughts.. He shouldn't have kissed her. He had no right to touch her because she was still in love with her husband and only emotionally frustrated. He felt like slapping himself for making her go against her will.

"I'm sorry Claire. I shouldn't have done that. I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry. I know, I'm crazy, I'm sick in the head but I'm also madly in love with you. It's driving me insane and I don't know what I'm going to do about it. I'm sorry."

"Take me home Phil. Just take me home." She said, opening the gates of tears

"Claire?"

"It's not your fault alone. I should have resisted right? I can still work on my marriage and the plan is in my head. Believe me Phil, it's not your fault because I also feel something for you but it's all wrong."

The traffic chose that very time to move and he nodded in appreciation. He's back to square one.
Alone and hurt.

He got to the room and saw her sitting on the visitor's chair. She was dressed in an orange gown and black ladies pams. Her hair was in a messy bun. Her box of clothes and bag of provision were already parked. He smiled

"Is that how eager you are to leave here?"

She's turned and gave him a smile. Her face was getting back its colour and she had a little make up on


"Good morning dear."

She stood up and gave him a long hug.

"Morning baby. How was your night?" He asked, helping her to sit back.

"I slept well."

"Good. Who helped you park?"

"Nurse Abigail. She's a darling."

"Speaking of which, Micheal and Amara were here some minutes ago. Your darling nurse gave them a tough time."

To his surprise, Claire started laughing. He watched her laugh with admiration, her dimples making her more beautiful.

"How was their reaction. Did Amara shout? I'm sure Micheal will be boiling in rage now." She started laughing ago, tears forming at the edges of her eyes.








"I can't believe this. They called my wife his wife? God d@mn it!" He cursed.

He was driving to his office. He had dropped Amara at the junction and continued on his way. He was sure to kill anyone who came close to him at the moment.
He got to his office complex and drove in, parking his car in his own space. He would concentrate on work, and Sarah would help him ease his stress. She would be angry with him for neglecting her all these while.
He picked his iPhone 6s and did a transfer into her account immediately.
A million naira is sure to do a lot of changes to her mind.
He got down from his car and looked himself over. Claire can get stuck in the hospital for all he cares.





He was surprised that she was not on her desk yet. That was so unlike her. He was about asking one of the other secretaries when she walked out. He heaved a sigh. She was only in the restroom.
She was looking so different in her knee length black skirt and a green chiffon top which was neatly tucked with no stray lines. Her weave on were nearly brushed to a side of her neck. She smiled at him and opened the door of his office for him.
He went in and bolted it from inside.

"Good morning Sir. How was your night?" She asked formally

"Hmmm Sarah. My night was empty without you. Come here."

He pushed her to himself and noticed she was hesitant.

"I know you're angry with me. I've not called or texted to check on you and your anger is justified believe me. Claire has been in the hospital and........."

"I've mailed your activities for the day Sir. Your iced tea is on the table. The accountant will see you in an hour and your first meeting for the day is in exactly three hours, ten minutes." She said, looking into her wristwatch professionally.

Micheal was surprised. He moped at her and they shared gazes for a while before she spoke up again.

"If there's nothing else sir, I beg to take my leave." She waited for a response and when she got none, she left the office, swaying her hips to an imaginary music playing in her head alone.



She stepped out of the office and heaved a sigh. It was going to be difficult to resist him. He was looking so handsome today. Her phone rang and she went to get it from her handbag. The call ended before she fished the phone out.
She looked at her notification tab and hissed. Mtn and their yeye call. She discovered she had a message waiting for her.
She opened it and was surprised.
Micheal had transfered a million naira to her while Kelvin had sent her a multi media message which showed a gold engagement ring. Her heart did somersaults as she wondered which of the two friends she would go for.






"Breakfast at seaman and then I'll drive you home." Phil said.

They were stuck in traffic at the mainland bridge. Parents were going home after school run so it was normal for the road to be tight by that time of the morning.

"I've never been to seaman." She said

"You'll love it. A friend of mine inherited it from the mum so I tried it out some time last month. You'll love it."

"If you say so."

A strange silence fell in the car as they stared at each other, lost for words.
The morning breeze of november plus the air condition in the car joined forces to bring them closer.
Phil leaned to her and she saw herself going to meet him
Eyes met eyes and understood both hearts. Their lips met and they savoured the taste of their lips.

It was happening. Their first kiss.

You this man, now I know that they're remoting u all d way from ur village. Chai. Good Samaritan. Omo 200k
Baba for d pu$$ies.
Ride on, ride on. We're still watching u from d high places.
Well done sir

"You're dressed. Are you going somewhere?" Micheal asked

"Yes. I'll go to the hospital to see Claire and after that, I've got personal stuffs to handle." Amara replied, sipping her coffee.

"Oh! I'm also going to the hospital. I'll leave for the office from there."

"I'll ride with you then." She said, wiping her mouth with a serviette and getting up.

She was dressed in a yellow peplon gown. Her Chanel handbag was on the table as she slipped her feet into her peeptoe heels.
She was dressed very formal and she had her reasons.

"Shall we?" Micheal asked and she confirmed by leading the way.






"Are you ready baby?" Kelvin asked, looking himself over

"Yes hun." Sarah replied from the inner room.

She came out, dressed for work.

"So how do I look?' She did a spin for him

"As breathtaking as always. Come, I don't want you late for work."

He kissed her and they left the room.
Sarah was having the fun of her life. He was such a gentleman and a tiger in bed. She called herself lucky, promising to put an end to her wayward lifestyle.





He had gone home last night after she had persisted. And this morning, he was on his way to the hospital. He couldn't get a good night rest. He couldn't stop thinking about her; if she was comfortable, if she had eaten the food he had bought for her, or the beverages and provisions that were stocked in the cupboard. She was his life and he would do anything to make her happy.
The doctor had agreed to discharge her today because she was surprisingly strong and healthy. He would take her home and if Micheal tried to do anything funny, he would take her away.

He drove into the hospital premises and looked for a parking space. He alighted from his car and began to walk to the reception.





"How dare you? She's my wife and I demand to see her now. You can't change her room without my permission." Micheal barked.

Nurse Abigail was surprised. How can he be claiming someone else's wife, little wonder the laddy asked that her room be changed. She rolled her eyes at him and went back to the pamphlet she was reading.

Amara couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her hand on the table, startling the nurses.

"I demand to be taken to my sister right now or I'll have your jobs."

"Excuse me madam. This hospital does not condone noise making. Your sister asked that her room be changed because she doesn't want disturbances. I'll advise you leave now before I call the security on you." Nurse Abigail said

"How dare you low life, you ........."

"Amara!" Phil called out

She turned to him, ignoring the nurse.

"What's going on here?" What's happening?"

"Thank God you're here. Can you imagine this thing, this sorry excuse of a woman, stopping me from seeing my sister, my own sister."

"Yes madam. I'll stop you from seeing her because the health of our patients are our top priority. I'm sure my patient is trying to run away from your loud mouth." She looked at Phil and calmed her nerves while Amara growled in anger.

"Sir, he's claiming to be her husband and I can't let them in because I know they're both lying and can be dangerous to the health of my patient, your wife."

Her words startled both Amara and Micheal and they turned to Phil for answers.

"It's okay nurse. I'll handle it."

He turned to the two and without a word, stepped outside. Whatever they were to discuss, would definitely be outside.
Out of impulse, they followed him and stopped when he stopped in front of his car.

"Why would she call her your wife?" Amara asked.

"Claire doesn't want to see anyone, I'm sorry for the inconvenience but........."

"I see you two are up to something. It's good though but I won't stress myself over a woman who's as shameless as that. Amara, I'm outta here." Micheal said and walked out

"Hmmm. You're doing a good job Phil. I love your courage. You're fighting for your lover and I'm really jealous."

"Why?"

She brought out a paper and handed it to him.

"Call me. We need to talk."
And without another word, she left to Micheal's waiting car.

He pulled out, spraying his jinx all over her backside before raising his face. He looked at the wall clock, just to be sure that the hidden camera was still there.

"That was terrific honey. You're the bomb." Sarah said out of breath.

"And you're the best. So, does your boss do you this good?"

Sarah frowned. Why was he always talking about him?
She straddled his leg, silently praying for the *junior* to wake up.

"Its the two of us now honey. I swear with my life, I'll never be with anyone else apart from you."

"Promise?"

"I promise baby."

He nodded, his colleague at the bottom nodding in approval.

"Come here. I need those cute legs on my shoulders."

She smiled too. She's met her match.






Amara walked into the kitchen where Gertrude was cutting okro. She was putting on one of Micheal's shirts. It was time to show everyone that very soon, she would be running the affairs of this house.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Gertrude stood up, surprised at her outfit.

"Are you deaf or dumb?"

"Okro soup ma. It's for lunch."

"Rubbish. I'll have indomie peppersoup and grilled fish. Make mango juice with a pinch of salt. I'll be down by one on the dot. Ask Ebere to get me hot water and a piece of towel. My back aches." She turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Gertrude speechless.
She went back upstairs to Micheal's room.

"Hey." She bolted the door.

"You're up. Thought we'll be in bed all day." Micheal said from the bed, stifling a yawn.

"No honey. My back aches and I'm so so hungry right now."

"Have you asked them to prepare something for you? Or shall we eat out?"

"I've told Gertrude. I'll just wait."

"Alright. Let me get some work done online. I'll see you when lunch is served."

He quickly wrote a cheque and gave it to her. She left the room without saying a word.
As soon as she got to her room, she almost ran mad with joy. Eight hundred thousand, just for a night.
Claire! You should die please.





He fed her, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes.
They had been moved upstairs and he had called kelvin to inform him.

"I'm okay Phil."

"I'm not sure about that baby. Have two more spoons."

"I'm not a baby." She said with a frown.

"But you're my baby. Come on."

She pouted her lips and looked at him. He was everything her husband was not.

"I'll finish it if you'll give me my phone."

"Oh please. I won't do that."

"Then go with the food and watch your baby die of starvation." She said with a smirk.

"Jeez. You're in a hospital and blackmailing me huh?'

"I'm a very good business woman."

They both laughed and he continued feeding her afterwhich he began to eat his own lunch.

"I want to go home." Claire suddenly said.

Phil looked at her like she was crazy and went back to his meal

"I've got lots of work to do and I want to be in my house. I need to show them how strong I've become."

"Claire you just woke up today."

"And I assure you that I'm fine. I'm fine, trust me."

He put away his meal and went close to her.

"I don't want anything to happen to you. I won't be able to forgive myself if you come back to the hospital again."

She held his hands and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"You can ask the doctor to assign a nurse that will be coming to the house to treat me. I don't want to stay here anymore. I feel as if the more I stay here, the more damages that is done to my home. Please."

He heaved a sigh and nodded.

"I'll go and speak to the doctor then."

"That will be after I've fed you. Pass me the plate."

Creeza:
Your crush is typically my type of person. I wrote his part using my behaviour #spoiler alerts don't tell anybody I told you. psst shhh okay ?


Missmossy and PamelB

I greet you both with the blessings of Sunday. It's been a while , hope yu are enjoying Sunday rice ?

tanx dear.

Chumzypinky:
Is PamelB still alive? Or has she swallowed Geepee Tank?

na TheBlessedMan I swallow o

Sorry guys. I've been busy; family, work and health issues shaa. I've missed you guys just as much.






Phil walked into the room focusing his eyes on the woman of his dreams.
He sat on the bed beside her and took her hand in his. To his surprise, she held on tight.

"Claire. Are you there?" He asked, moving closer.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and gave him a weak smile.
He leaned into her, not allowing his entire weight to fall on her.

"I've missed you my love."

Claire let her hands go around him, returning his hugs.

"I missed you too Phil." She said in a whisper.

"I'll call the doctor. Hang on okay?" He wiped the stray tear that had fallen and with a smile, left the room.
Claire closed her eyes. If she'd heard right, her own sister was indirectly inviting her husband to her body. She smiled, a smile of defeat. They've really defeated her. She'd lost out, her marriage, her family, she'd lost it all.




Amara walked into the room in a transparent nightie. Her huge melons and pointed erasers were very much in view. Her flat tummy which had a hidden navel, and then the shaved kitty. This room used to belong to her sister but if she played her cards well, she could make it hers. Micheal stared lustfully at his sister in law. She was a bi+ch and it took him this long to see that she had the food he eats.

"So tell me Micheal, how long have you been shaging your secretary."

He sat up on the bed. The room suddenly became hot despite the air con that was raised to 32. He swallowed hard, feeling his ere©tion.

"Uhm. Amara we, uhm. See, I ........" He stuttered.

"Oops. Do you now stammer, or you're just so excited to see this body?" She asked, coming close to the already h•rny man.

He reached out to touch her but she slapped his hand away.

"What do you wanna do? Touch me? Huh"

He became confused. What then does she want if not to eat from same pot with her sister.

"I've got a price tag honey. You're a dog and I can't just give myself to you for nothing."

"Five hundred. Five hundred thousand." He said with pleading eyes.

"Just because it's your first time." She said, tearing the nightie from top to bottom and placing her right foot on the bed.

"Eat me out." She ordered.






"Can I get another room Phil?" Claire asked as soon as the doctor and his ashebis (nurses) left.

"But why? Here is good enough."

"I know. I don't just want them coming back here. I don't want to see them until I'm discharged."

Phil heaved a sigh and took her hand.

"I understand you baby but he's still your husband no matter what happens and I'm certain you love him. This things would sort themselves out. Just give it time." Phil said bitterly

"I used to do all that. I used to love him, I used to adore him and I'm tired of seeing his cursed face. Phil, I'm hungry."

He smiled at her and rubbed her forehead.

"You're a cute little girl you know."

"And I also know that you love me Phil."

They looked at themselves, words failing them at that moment.
It took the entrance of a nurse to get them out of their trance.

"What do you want to eat?"
He asked while the nurse checked her blood pressure.

"Anything would do please.I can swallow a cow right now."

He smiled and was about leaving before the nurse stopped him.

"I'm sorry sir but you should know that your wife is only allowed to take light meals for now."

Claire and Phil locked eyes again as she called her his wife. There was a smile on Phil's face as he longed for it to come through.

"I'm nurse Abigail by the way and I'll be taking care of your wife until she's discharged." The nurse concluded with a smile

"Thanks nurse Abigail but you should know that she's not........"

"Comfortable here. I need another room." Claire interrupted, not allowing Phil finish his statement.

"Alright. I'll see that it's done right away." She nodded and left the couple in silence.

"Claire."

"Help me up Phil. I want to sit up."

He went to her and helped her up, propping the pillow in her back.

"Don't say anything, don't ask any questions. Just make me happy. Or, don't I deserve happiness?" She adjusted, pushing back the pillow and returning her gaze to Phil.

"I know you've been here. I'm sure you never spent a long time outside this hospital since I was brought here. I'm not asking for much Phil, just happiness." She pleaded, forcing the tears not to fall, holding back.

He looked at her one more time and left the room. How can she be begging him for something he'd made up his mind to do for her? Why did he listen to her beg him? She deserved it all and more. Happiness and all there is. She didn't need to beg. He would make her happy, and he might be lucky enough if she falls in love with him.





Gertrude was going to Amara's room. The young bossette had requested for bread toast immediately she came back. The girls had helped her with it and now, she was taking it to her.
Approaching the bosses' room, she tried to tiptoe pass it so he won't here her but then, a strange noise was coming from within. Listening carefully, she realised it was the sound of bodies slapping together and the mixtures of moans and grunts. Her boss was at it again. She wondered which of the two girls he was screwing at the moment. She shook it off and continued on her errand.

She got to Amara's room and much to her surprise, the door was open. She stepped in, dropped the tray and arranged the room the best way she could. She checked the bathroom but it as also empty.
She locked the door and started going downstairs, following the second stair in order to avoid hearing the sounds.
It was only her successful trip to the kitchen to find the two girls that she knew who was in Michael's room.

Now, it's obvious, he's a cursed man.

Sorry house, I experienced what it feels like to be banned
The ban got lifted off late last night. All the same, we shall continue.







Kelvin got to the house and the first person he met was Gertrude. She was leaving the house.

"Good morning sir."

"Morning Gertrude. Are you travelling?"

She bent her head and said nothing.

"Is anything the matter? You can talk to me."

"Sir, I'm leaving the house. Now that madam Amara is back, I think the house is in safe hands."

"You mean Amara just came home today? And why are you leaving?"

"Sir, please let me go."

He held her shoulder and she looked up.

"Let's talk about this inside please."

He lifted her echolac box and she followed reluctantly.
He sat down on a cushion and she stood facing him.

"Sit down."

Again, she reluctantly sat opposite him, praying in her mind that Micheal doesn't come home soon.

"What happened while we were away?"

She began to sob, then a stream of tears followed. Kelvin knew this wasn't about Claire's illness. It was more than that.

"Gertrude?"

"He forced himself on me. I thought it was a mistake but no, every night, he would come to my room and treat me like I'm being paid to grace his bed." She cried

Anger boiled in Kelvin's heart. This was the height of it. He stood up, turning his hands into fists, thanking the gods that Micheal was far away from him. Both of them would have died together.

"Gertrude, you're not going anywhere."

"No Sir. I'm leaving. I can't stay here. I won't be able to look at madam in the face anymore. Where and Chika are still here. They can handle things without me. But I just can't stay here."

"Please Gertrude. I don't know the answers I'll give Claire when she wakes up. Maybe you can tender your resignation to her when she's healthy but for now, don't go. There are a thousand and one reasons why you should be here."

"When madam wakes up? What do you mean?"

"Your boss is in coma."

"Jesus! But you told me she was fine."

"Cause I didn't want you to think about it."

He went to her and sat down beside her.

"At least, wait till your boss is home. Please."

He left her and went upstairs to freshen up. Just as he told Phil. He had important things to attend to.







"You mean, he put my sister in this condition?" Amara asked, tearing up immediately

"Now, I give you two minutes to get your cheating self out of this room. Or else....."

"Or else what?" Micheal said, standing up from where he had fallen.
Amara and Phil looked at him in surprise.

"Look who's calling me a cheat. Tell me then, what's the relationship between you and my wife? You think I don't know?"

Phil smiled, getting Micheal confused.

"Let it kill you dude. If I am married to this woman, who's lying helplessly on this bed, I'll never have reasons to cheat on her. But its not yet over. If you don't play your cards well, I'll forcefully tear your palms apart and take this woman away from you."

"You......"

"Shut up cause I'm not done with you yet. You're lucky, very very lucky that Claire was in coma when we got here. If her condition was stable enough, I would have come back to that house and beat you up like the over fed baby that you are."

Micheal was fuming in rage. Who was this man to talk to him this way.

"Look, I don't care what you have with my wife but you're forgetting that she's still my wife." Micheal barked

"I'm not forgetting that Mr Micheal. But you see, I'm just waiting for her to open her eyes and say the word, then, we'll battle it out in court. By the way, I'm Barrister Philip and it's nice meeting you. Don't worry, the pleasure is all mine." Phil concluded and walked out.

Wow. He's a lawyer. Nice one. Amara thought, licking her lips. She heard lawyers were very bad in bed. This one, plus his good looks must be a tiger. She chuckled and looked at Micheal who was looking at Claire.

"I didn't know you would go this far." Amara started, causing Micheal to look at her.

"In as much as I want to hate you, for being a thorn in my sister's flesh but I can't."

"Why? I mean, I've done enough for you to hate me. Look at Claire. I never planned for all these to happen." He said soberly.

They didn't notice her left middle finger move, nor did they notice her furrowed brows.

Amara moved to him, rubbing his chest sensuosly.

"Attend to your wife. We will talk about this at home." She left the room without looking at her sister.
Micheal stood rooted to the ground. Why would Amara touch him like that? He felt his rod getting hard. He tapped it twice and left the room.

Phil saw Amara leave, a short shike later, Micheal followed. He stood up from the waiting area and headed to the room where the love of his life was.






Kelvin strode into the complex bearing a bouquet. He rehearsed his plans over and over again. He already paid for a week stay in one of the best hotels in town. He would play this game, as long as he gets to teach Micheal a lesson.
He got to her floor and stepped out of the elevator. He scanned the room and found her on her desk, applying eyeliner to her bleached face.

He wore a practised smile and went to her desk, taping the desk to get her attention.
She looked up and smiled at him, then her face turned sour.

"Good morning Kelvin."

"Morning my beautiful one. You're not excited to see your prince charming huh?" He felt like throwing up cause of the words he was using on her but who sigh? He had to get used to that.

"You've refused to take my calls and reply my messages. Made me feel cheap."

Of course you're a cheap woman. He said in his thoughts.

He dropped the bouquet on her table and her face lit up.

"I travelled back home to tell my dad that I'll be bringing home a bride. Plus Claire fell ill so I've not had time for my phone."

Out of all he said, it was the first sentence that got her up and hugging him, not minding the preying eyes of one of the secretaries.

"You already told your dad about me?"

"Of course my love. And guess the sweetest part, I've planned a one week get away for us. I just need you to do one thing for me."

"A week get away? Tell me already."

"Don't say a word of this to your boss. I'll drop you here every morning and pick you once its closing hour. It's just you and I, for one week. "

She hugged him again and pecked his cheek.

"That won't be a problem sweedy. I'm all yours for keeps."

"Good. After our get away, I'll tell him about us, then, I'll take you home with me, to meet my dad."

"I'm so lucky."

"Yes you are. I'll pick you up at seven. Get your thongs ready and send me your house address okay?"

They shared a quick kiss before he left, using his handky to wipe his mouth throughout the ride home.

Prettyhurts:
United in betrayal, Amara should not even try it with Michael.
PamelB your face is very familiar as in over familiar. Meanwhile nice story, I've read your two previous stories they're good

hmmm
Now this is wat I don't like o. Over familiar ke?

It's been two days since Claire got admitted to the hospital. She had given no sign of consciousness but Kelvin and Phil never gave up on her.
On the other hand, Micheal wouldn't care less. He was yet to know that his wife was in coma. He would be with Sarah during the day, then at night, he would force himself on Gertrude.

It was on the second night after that incident that Amara came back home. She was looking better except for the black spot on her right cheek.
Micheal was seated on his favourite cushion when Amara walked in. She didn't say a word to him but went straight upstairs.
The house was unusually quiet and her sister's room was locked.

"Gertrude!" She called out

"Yes madam."

Amara was back to the sitting room since she couldn't find anybody upstairs.

"Where's my sister?"

"She's at the hospital madam."

"What? What happened? How?" She looked from Micheal to Gertrude but no answer was coming.

"You, what happened to my sister huh? And since when has she been there?"

"Two days ma." Gertrude replied.

"What hospital is that?"

"Blessed ma. Kelvin sir and Mr Phil took her there."

Amara left without wasting time.
Micheal sat up. He was no longer comfortable. He had thought she would have followed her lover home. Why was she still at the hospital? He stood up and went upstairs to change. This wasn't what he expected. What will people say?





Phil had gone home to change while Kelvin remained with Claire. She looked so innocent and beautiful even though she was out of the world. He would leave the private ward each time the nurses came to clean her up. She now had patches on her face but she was still that woman he so much respected.
Phil came in some minutes later looking clean and refreshed.

"You're back?"

"Yes." He said, sitting beside Claire and touching her forehead.

"You're in love with her right?"

Phil looked at his new friend and nodded.

"But it's no use. I can't have her. So its of no use if I love her or not."

Kelvin gave him a pat on the back.

"Please, you both should take care. I've got some important things I need to handle."

"Alright."

They shook hands and Kelvin left the room, giving Claire a glance. It was time to start dealing with them all. He would make sure she was happy, even if it was the last thing he would do.





Amara stopped at the reception and enquired about Mrs Claire Njama. She was directed to the private ward room C. She opened the door without knocking and couldn't believe her eyes. Her sister was using a life support machine. A handsome gentleman was sitted on a plastic chair, rubbing her forehead. He must have been occupied in thought because he didn't hear her come in.

"Excuse me." Amara said, closing the door behind her.

Phil turned to look at her. He had seen her the other day at the plaza but she was too busy to notice him

"Hey Amara. Hi." He greeted, standing up.

"You know my name?"

"Yea. Claire told me about you. The day I came around, you were busy."

"Oh!"

"I'm Phil by the way."

Amara took his hand and shook it. Wow! So her sister really was a player. But one thing though, she has eyes for good things. The three men in her life were all handsome, and judging by Phil's looks, rich as well.

"Nice meeting you Phil."

"The pleasure is all mine." He replied, sitting beside Claire and taking her left hand in his.

Amara watched with interest. This one would definitely be a good catch. Such open show of affection. She was disappointed though because she never believed her sister would cheat on her husband. She too would do same anyways. She's had Kelvin. Micheal and Phil would definitely join that list.

Micheal opened the door and froze in shock. Reality dawned on him and his senses started to return. He had gone far. She was on a life support machine.
Another thing caught his eyes, he was holding his wife's hand. This brought anger to him and he knotted a fist, ready to teach this third party a lesson.
While he was busy feasting his eyes, he didn't see the anger on Phil's face. He didn't see that he too was ready to deal him thousand blows.

"What are you doing here?" Phil asked with clenched teeth.

Micheal scoffed.

"She's my wife and I should be asking you what you're doing here. Move aside." Micheal said pushing him aside.

He didn't see the blow coming. It was when he fell to the marbled floor that he shot his eyes up.
Amara went to Phil, who was ready to land on Micheal.

"Why would you hit him?

"Cause he put her in this condition. He beat her up and left her in that room to die."

"What!"






Happy Sunday house

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thanx love. Ah been wanting to commend your Manchester in Betrayer, but frequent ban just dey stop me.

if you are banned again, just let me know so I'll visit the mods with my weapon of mass destruction.
Lol.

Micheal came downstairs but there was no visitor in the sitting room. He went outside and the ride was still parked at the entrance of the house. He called on the gateman who came running to him.

"Guraftun uga."

"Bello where's the gentleman that parked this car here?"

"Na wan fain uga. Terprude carry yam henter hinsaid."

Micheal laughed at the way he changed Gertrude's name.
He began to walk back inside. Maybe he was Gertrude's lover. He would warn him to stop blocking his entrance.
He got into the sitting room and sat down, smiling at the thought of Gertrude being fu©ked doggie with her big bu++s.
That thought didn't stay much before he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
He looked up and was surprised at what he saw.






He entered the room, not minding protocols. He lifted her up and picked her phone which was just lying beside her. Gertrude wouldn't stop crying.

"You'll do me a favour huh. Pick some clothings and toiletries and bring them to " The Blessed" hospital. Hurry up okay."

"Yes Sir."

He left the room, carrying Claire, the love of his life and his heartbeat.
He would take this case to court. He swore. He made it downstairs and saw the wife beater staring at him like he had seen a ghost. He passed him without saying a word to him. He would still come back for his head. His priority now was to get Claire to the hospital.






He said it.
Oh Claire! This marriage is as good as over. She had the guts to bring him to his house? What nonsense?
He paced the sitting room, not bothered about the condition of his wife but about the man he had seen, carrying her.
Kelvin came in that moment and without saying a word, started going upstairs. He stopped when he saw blood on the stair and he quickly ran down to Mike.

"Whose blood is that?" He asked

"Finally you decided to talk to me." Micheal responded.

"The fu©k, whose blood is that?" Kelvin thundered.

Micheal sat down, not bothered about what was happening.
Kelvin knew it that his suspicions were right. He ran upstairs to Claire's room and his knees buckled. He had killed her. Micheal had killed Claire.
Gertrude, who went to bring mop to clean the room came in. She saw Kelvin kneeling down, clutching Claire's bedspread.

"You're here sir."

Kelvin turned immediately, hoping it would be Claire who was playing such tricks on him.

"Where's she? Where's Claire?"

"A man came here and took her to the hospital. I've parked a few things for her. Let me tell the girls to come and take care of these then we'll go together."

"Okay. I'll be downstairs."

He lifted the small box and left the room, anger forming a tent in his throat. Micheal has done enough. He would teach him a lesson.
He got to the sitting room and without a word to Micheal, he picked up the car key he had dropped earlier and left the house.
Gertrude joined him immediately and when he got the name of the hospital, he drove off with Gertrude beside him, praying silently for her boss.





The house was quiet, except for the two girls who were busy in the kitchen preparing God knows what. Kelvin wasn't picking his calls and it was getting him uncomfortable. He had to leave the house, at least, to get his thinking straight. He picked up his car key and was about leaving when Gertrude came in.

"Good evening sir."

"Thank you. I thought you decided to go live with your boss and her lover."

"Madam is at the hospital."

"Knew you would say that. Anyways, I'm going out. My room needs to be cleaned and I'll love to have pasta for dinner okay?"

"Alright sir."

She walked past him and he couldn't help but stare at her heavy backside. The short black gown she was wearing did little justice to the round balls of a$$.

"Uhm Gertrude"

She turned from the stairs

"Yes sir."

"You're going to clean my room right now huh?"

"I'll love to change to my work clothes first. I......"

"To my room now. I won't be going out anymore. Go ahead please."

"Okay sir."

He smiled to himself. Why hadn't he noticed this creature since. He smacked his lips lustfully. Tonight's gonna be a good night.






Phil and Kelvin had bonded immediately they saw each other.
Phil had suggested that they do not discuss anything with Gertrude so she won't panic. Claire was in coma and the doctor had said she was surviving on a thin rope.
They dismissed Gertrude, assuring her that things would be fine. The lady left, after seeing her boss and saying a little prayer of recovery.

"So how long have you known this Micheal?"

"How long? Like forever. We grew up together."

"Was he always like this?"

"No. But I'll talk to him and see that it doesn't happen again."

"Had something to eat yet?" Kelvin asked after a brief silence.

"Let's go out nd find something to eat. It's been a long day "

They both left the room, leaving a part of them with the unconscious woman.









"Sir?" Gertrude turned as soon as he touched her waist.

"Sit down Gertrude. I want us to talk."

She looked at him for a while before settling on the sofa.
Micheal sat on the bed facing her.

"If its about madam, I'm so......."

"I wanna fu©k you."

Gertrude stood up, shock and disappointment pitching a tent on her face.

"Sit back Gertrude. We're both adults and I'm sure uou want it as I do."

"Sir, I beg to take my leave now."

She turned to walk out but he drew her back, causing her to land on the bed.
He clutched the neck of her gown and without warning, tore the gown up to bottom.

"I'm your boss and you'll do as I say."

The lady was surprised. This wasn't the man she'd worked for and believed in for years. A man whose wife was at the hospital and he was thinking of having another.
She closed her eyes as he tore at her pant. Lord please, forgive me. She prayed

Oga, nice one o.

Phil was worried. He'd been calling her number since morning but she wasn't picking. He had gone to the plaza but the employees reported that the two madams have not reported to work. He was now driving back to his office but traffic was top notch. A molue bus had fallen, blocking the single lane. They had to wait for a tow van or maybe get comfortable. He chose to be comfortable, letting the air con cool his already worried nerves.





"Yes. Oh yes. Harder! Pummel that kitten baby! Fu©k!"
Amara's screams could be heard from the corridor of the hotel room. She didn't care as long as he was giving it to her the way she wanted it.

Kelvin wasn't just himself. He knew something was wrong but he couldn't place it. He didn't want to do this but Amara had a great body. She had descended on him the very moment she got into the room.
He raised her left leg to his shoulders and pushed hard. She screamed in both pain and pleasure. This was the third time they were going at it and he was close. He closed his eyes and her picture came to his mind's eye. She was indeed a goddess.
He closed his mind to the world, to the seductress he was screwing and to the fact that he was becoming someone else.
He saw her smile and that was what it took to force a grunt out of his throat.
He thrusted in three quick succession before pulling out and spraying his jizz all over her stomach.





She picked her phone from the bed and dialled her sister's number. It was switched off. Gertrude had earlier informed her that she dismissed the policemen that had arrived, claiming they were late and the issue had been resolved. Where was Amara?
She called Kelvin for the 39th time but he wasn't picking.
What was going on?
She felt something cold running down her forehead and she touched it, then slowly brought her palm down. BLOOD. HER BLOOD.

For the second time, Micheal had made her see blood leaving her body.
She tried to stand up but her strength was failing her
"Oh Lord! Don't let me die without seeing my sister. She won't be happy with her for not allowing the police handle her so called boyfriend. Lord please, spare my life, if not for anything, but for my sister's sake." She prayed.

She tried ringing the intercom but realised it was among the things Micheal had ruined in her room. She let her tears fall. What was wrong with her marriage? Who has she offended? She didn't know her place of birth or she would have said that people from her village were the cause of her problems.
She felt dizzy but didn't stop praying. She would come out of this one. She would survive it.

She sneezed twice and smiled. If Amara was here, she would say that someone was either gossiping with her name or missing her. In her own case, it could be her husband, probably gisting his secretary how he had beaten her using the curtain pole. But who could be missing her? She thought for a while before a smile spread across her face. Phil!






He wasn't staying here anymore. He has spent an hour here but no one was moving or calling for a tow van.
He looked behind him and thankfully, there was enough space for him to reverse his car. He cursed himself. Why hadn't he thought about that all these while?
He succeeded in reversing the car and hit the road again only to be interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He smiled broadly as the caller ID flashed on his screen. "BEAUTIFUL ONE".

" Hello baby". He said cheerfully

"Phil, please......co..come to the house. Come to " coughs" come to the house please. "

And that was it. The call was up. Was she sick? She had given him her house address the day they had lunch together. He drove like a mad man, ignoring the curses people threw at him. It would take him thirty minute to get to lekki but he would get there and know what was wrong with his beautiful princess.






He came out from the bathroom, using a towel to clean his hair. He dumped the towel on a setee and grudgingly sat on the bed.
Yes. His anger was justified. She has no right to leave their matrimonial home. She has no right to be sleeping with another man. He was so sure someone else was sampling her but let him get the b@stard. He would so run him over with his car and proudly tell everyone that he did it.

A horn at the gate startled him and he looked through the window. A silver range rover sport 2016 model was at his gate. What an august visitor. He went to his wardrobe, looking for something nice to wear.




He didn't drive in. The gate opened and he stepped out of the car and went to the gateman.

"Guraftun uga. Na who you dey fain?"

"Is your madam in? Claire? Is she in?"

"Yesuga. She never comot since morrin."

"Alright."
He breezed past the gateman and went into the compound. He was impressed but no, he wasn't here to feed his eyes. He was about going to the front door where he met a lady in her early thirties. She was dressed in a black gown and red apron.

"Excuse me sir. You need help?"

"Yes. I'm Phil, a friend to your madam. She called me and......"

"Oh! I'll take you to her then."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. I'm Gertrude by the way."

She led him into the house and up the stairs. When they got to Claire's room, she stopped. She gave him a look before knocking on the door. She repeated it for nearly five minutes and her muscles became tensed.
Phil himself was tired of waiting. He pushed the door and it opened, revealing a mad woman's room, and of course, the mad woman, lying on the floor in the pool of her own blood.





Good night fam

Morning house.



Micheal opened the door. Everywhere was unusually quiet. Maybe they've gone to the plaza but her car was still in the garage. Whichever way, he was tired and needed rest. He went upstairs to the room he shared with his wife and it looked different. Something was amiss. He looked into the wardrobe and it hit him. His wife was gone. Her properties were no longer in the wardrobe. She has finally ran away with the guy she's been seeing.
He angrily went down the stairs, his bile turning up his stomach.

"Gertrude!" He thundered





"What are you saying Amara? Last night was a mistake and........."

"And I want it to happen again. I understand you've got something for my sister but hey, I'll satisfy you, make me your $lut, I'll......" She said removing the basket ball singlet she was wearing to reveal her melons.
He looked away, afraid of getting carried away by her beautiful body.

"You want this don't you?"

"Amara stop this nonsense."

"Don't call it. Don't you dare. Last night when you had me on this bed, when you were grunting with your manhood in between my thighs, it wasn't nonsense to you huh? So what are you doing here? Leave my sister to make another one pay for your crime, Mr bdsm."

He looked at her with disdain and all he felt for her the moment he came into the house disappeared. This wasn't the innocent Amara he had seen a wife in, he hated himself for getting drunk out of Michael's stupidity.

"You should leave my room now please."

They both heard the noise from downstairs. Micheal was back.

"Gertrude!" His voice rang out from downstairs

"Please leave now Kelvin."

"Meet me at Top rank hotel. Call me when you're there but please, stop your sister from arresting an innocent man." He said and left the room.







"Good morning sir." Gertrude greeted

"Where's my wife? Couldn't you call me to inform me that she was leaving the house?"

"But sir?...."

"Shut up. Bunch of useless things."

He took out his phone to call Claire.

"Mike, why are you making noise the very moment you stepped in? This house has been quiet and peaceful since last night." Kelvin said, picking the car key from the table

"My wife has left the house and you're asking me not to make noise?"

If he were not in a different mood, he would have laughed him to scorn

"The Claire I had breakfast with or your new mistress? Excuse me." Kelvin said and walked out

"Sir, madam just changed her room. She said the doctor......."

"Get lost."

He ran up the stairs, brushing past Amara who was dressed in a hood. He stood in front of Claire's room. She would give him reasons why sge moved out of their matrimonial room.

He opened the door without knocking and was surprised to find her sleeping. She looked different. He walked into the room and sat on the bed, looking at her with concern.
If only she'd not changed, if only she wasn't seeing someone else, they would be happy together now.
Why would she leave their room? Why? If not that someone else was screwing her, why would she distance herself from him?
He tapped her and she opened her eyes, surprised to see him. She slowly sat up.

"Good morning honey. I didn't know you were back."

"Obviously. I want us to talk."

"Is there a problem? Tell me." She said, sitting properly.

He heaved a sigh, calming his nerves.

"Why did you leave our room?"

"Oh! I'm sorry I didn't tell you my love but you see, the miscarriage.........."

"You don't use that as an excuse Claire. Women who give birth still share same bed with their husbands, so why is your case different? Tell me, are you seeing someone?"

His question rang a bell in her ears. She couldn't believe it. Why would he ask her that question?

"Answer me now. Who's he?" He said angrily, standing up with a heavy heart.

She too stood up and faced him.

"What nonsense Mike, are you accusing me of infidelity? Are you?"

"Yes I am. You are tired of seeing my face every morning, you're tired of me touching you, you've gotten a replacement so go ahead and tell me who he is."

"Wow! Unbelievable. But I refuse to answer that question. If you so believe that I'm seeing someone else, its fine but let me be Micheal, let me have some peace and quiet."

And that was all it took to start raining slaps and punches on her. Worst case scenerio, there was nobody to stop him.

Clair woke up with a heavy bang on her head and body pains. She had found herself on the floor with an empty bottle of vodka. She hissed and drew her cupboard for pain killers. She won't be able to go to the plaza today. She looked at the wall clock and it was just 6;28am. She needed something hot and she hoped Gertrude and the girls were already up.


"Good morning madam." One of the helpers greeted as soon as she came down.

"Morning my dear. Where's Gertrude?" She stifled a yawn

"In the kitchen madam."

Claire nodded and matched to the kitchen. She felt like throwing up her entire system. She ran back to her room, closing the door with a loud bang.





He woke up. Who could be banging the door so early this morning. He looked around and felt lost. Pink and white wall, teddy bears around, feminine smell and Jesus Lord, he was n@ked. He looked at the figure lying beside him and he almost screamed. Amara.
Memories of last night came rushing to his head and he hated himself. Her face was swollen, like someone who escaped jungle justice. How would he explain this to Claire and Micheal?
He began to dress up, picking his properties from different corners of the room. He looked at her one more time, checked her temperature and slipped out of the room. She was running a fever.


She felt someone touch her neck. He was awake already. She watched him leave through the corner of her eyes and her eyes turned misty. Last night had been great. He was a good man who loved trying out new things and so was she. But why? Wasn't she good enough? He had told her she has a nice body, so why would he mention someone else's name when he reached his climax? It meant one thing, he was either crushing on her or they both are having an affair. She was beginning to like him but he didn't feel anything for her, he had her sister in mind, he was in love with her sister.
She won't take that. Her boyfriend had cheated on her after everything she had done for him. Now, her sister wants to cheat her too? She won't let that happen. If she won't have Kelvin, none of them will.




Gertrude rang the intercom, inviting everyone for breakfast. Micheal was not back yet.
Amara and Kelvin were the first to come down. She had showered and changed into a bum short and basket ball singlet. Kelvin couldn't look at her in response to her greeting.
A short while after they came down, Claire joined them. She was shocked to see her sister in that condition.

"Jesus, Amara what happened to you? Who did this to you?" Claire asked going to her sister

"My boyfriend, I mean, my ex boyfriend."

Both Claire and Kelvin were shocked.

"Is he crazy or something? He just messed with the wrong girl. I'll make sure he rots in prison for a very long time."

She started dialling the commissioner's number. Amara expected that. She won't let her ex go Scot free. He had been surviving through her. His apartment, his feeding and clothing allowance all came from her. He would pay for cheating on her and allowing that call girl slap her.

"Yes please, send your boys to the house please." She heard her sister say.

Claire ended the call and turned to her sister.

"Tell me, what did you do? Did you cheat on him? Did you say anything?"

Imagine! A cheat asking me if I cheat too. What a funny world, Amara thought.

"Check your phone. I sent you a text telling you I would be going to his place. Only to get there to see him with this wretched excuse of a girl. She slapped me and when I retaliated, they did this to me." She said, throwing a glance at Kelvin who was still tongue tied

"He won't know what hit him. Have breakfast okay?"

Amara nodded and began to mix cornflakes in a bowl.

"Good morning Kelvin. You see what you men do to us eh?" Claire said, sitting beside her sister

"Morning Claire. But, don't you think this guy acted out because he was drunk? Calling the police on him won't change........"

"Any man that does this to a woman, drunk or consciously doesn't deserve mercy. Look at my sister's face."

Amara shot both of them heavy glances, she picked her bowl and excused herself. She couldn't stand the pretence. They should look for a two year old to pretend to.

"She's shaken by it. Men eh. What would you have?"

Kelvin weighed his options and settled for cornflakes. They ate in silence. Kelvin knew he had messed up and someone else was going to pay for his own crimes. He needed to speak with Amara before the police gets here.

"I'll be upstairs." Claire said, interrupting his thoughts.

"You won't visit the plaza?"

"No. I'm not too strong myself. But just let me know if you need anything and you're friend isn't back yet."

Kelvin nodded and watched her leave. She was filled with grace and elegance. What other men needed, Micheal had it in abundance and still has the guts to cheat. He shook his head and continued eating distractedly, thinking of the best way to approach the issue at hand.






"I knew you would come." Amara said, bolting her door
They faced each other, it was moment of truth.

"I'm sorry for last night. I don't recall all that happened but believe me, I'm sorry."

"You don't remember calling my sister's name when you were cumming?"

Her words hit Kelvin hard.

"Shit" he cursed

"So I need answers. What are you both up to? Same thing Micheal and his secretary are doing?"

"How........"

"I know Kelvin so tell me."

"Amara, your sister is a nice woman and I can't bring myself to defile her home. I don't have anything sexual to do with her. Outside what you see from the surface, there's nothing inside."

"Then why call her name? We were doing so well Kelvin. You were touching places no one has touched, I felt a connection with you, tell me."

He held her but she pushed him off.

"Amara, I won't lie to you......."

"You're lying. Why her name? I was the one who took the beatings from you, the lashes, tell me why she would be in your thoughts?"

"Because I see her as my goddess. She's my goddess Amara that is why I respect her so much, that is why she's always in my thought. I'm sorry Amara, for last night. I also felt that bond between us but now, I don't know anymore. Think again about what you said about your boyfriend. Don't let your heart mislead you because you're hurting. Excuse me please."

"Wait Kelvin."

He paused in his track and turned to her.

"I'll ask my sister not to involve the police if you'll take me again this morning."

Ochyglowsglows:
Thank you so much Pamelb. I have always loved your stories. Keep up the good work, you are loved. Pls I don't even mind gifting you a birthday cake on your birthday, if you live in Lagos.

chai. Eshe. If I enter Lagos shaa, I'll let u knw

laidthrice:
@ PamelB
What a Cold Morning for A Steamy Update, This is such a great read, you are a prolific Writer, Keep up the Good work.
The Female writers on Nairaland are the Bomb and this Last Update blew me away.
#stealthmodedeactivated

tanx and welcome on board. Hope you'll call out the other members of ghost reader's association

heemah:
Did that just happened? Oh! I was expecting it to happen with Phil
Thanks for the update PamelB.have a lovely day

tanx honey. You too