Mark Frost, an assiduous personality.. in the quest to make wealth gets entangled in a ring of cold blooded killers. The experience in the ring of killers changes the course of destiny.
He has to tow the pathway of annihilation.


John Mfon
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Where the story John u don start ba

Anticipating...

Bar man...john don enter,abeg serve everyone the usual....abeg na only those wey come before we enter the next page nii oh....mail me the bills when done..

First of all, I wanna give a big show out to my esteemed literati(s), you guys are the real bomb.

Special shout out to 'drooling on you, KentuforChrist' for always checking on me during my absence.

I apologise deeply for not completing "DESIRE"... My Mother was diagnosed of hepatitis, So it kinda dampened my morale and inspiration.

" Blood In The Ring" promises to be hot, thrilling and exciting, and trust me...it's gonna be published as an eBook soon.

So, the two commenter above me, I celebrate you.

I might not tag anyone(tryna prevent antispot) but please, don't read alone.
Tag every single fan.


•Updates begins tomorrow•

John Mfon

Noblejohn32:


First of all, I wanna give a big show out to my esteemed literati(s), you guys are the real bomb.

Special shout out to 'drooling on you, KentuforChrist' for always checking on me during my absence.

I apologise deeply for not completing "DESIRE"... My Mother was diagnosed of hepatitis, So it kinda dampened my morale and inspiration.

" Blood In The Ring" promises to be hot, thrilling and exciting, and trust me...it's gonna be published as an eBook soon.

So, the two commenter above me, I celebrate you.

I might not tag anyone(tryna prevent antispot) but please, don't read alone.
Tag every single fan.


•Updates begins tomorrow•

John Mfon

so sorry about your mom bro.....may God I pray may the good Lord heal her......but bro ya not completing desire kepls try oooo

Kentuforchrist:
so sorry about your mom bro.....may God I pray may the good Lord heal her......but bro ya not completing desire kepls try oooo

Desire would have to be on hold!!
Once again, welcome!!!

Noblejohn32:

Desire would have to be on hold!!
Once again, welcome!!!

ok bro...meanwhile we are waiting for the story to start

tahir01:
Where the story John u don start ba

You're welcome!!!

Glossystar:
Anticipating...

Welcome Boss..

blazebaba:
Bar man...john don enter,abeg serve everyone the usual....abeg na only those wey come before we enter the next page nii oh....mail me the bills when done..

Welcome Sir...
I'll mail the bills soon.

Episode 1
Mark Frost??


I have always been this simple type of guy, No hard feelings, no special dress sense, no spectacular attributes, just plain!
I'm Mark Frost. Most times, I wonder why I got such a cold name. Frost. ...sounds like a Scandinavian type of name. I'm a Nigerian.
Mum use to tell me that Dad had a very funny character. He really admired the whites and he always wished to be like them.
Most times, during prayer, I do hear him say "father lawd Jesus of Nazareth, I forgive you for making me to be birthed in Nigeria...next time, never try that mistake again".

More of a reason, he gave all his children weird names...names he claimed to be European.
My elder sister who's unhappily married was given a native name; Ukeme, but my Dad in the long run, changed it to Flora...Flora Shaw. My twin sisters were named Kahlan and Samantha..My Dad is really a weirdo.

I'm the only son in the midst of four girls..It is really not easy living with ladies as siblings.
Having to put on with their charade, but I survived.

My family wasn't your average type of family. Having a two square meal was a luxury.
Mum, a trader who sold anything marketable. Dad, a talker, a gambler and a philander.
Word has it that, he worked in a multinational gas company in the early nineties, but lost the job because of his archaic nature.

Mr. Macaulay, my Dad is a bloody red pill man. Maybe he's from the blood line of Reno Omikri. He always had this belief that a woman whom he always referred to as 'weakest cell,' was meant to be submissive.

"I can't work under a woman...a woman can't rule me...the bible created men to rule". He would always boast.

1993, was a year my father lost his job. Father had always used this story to send home his point.
His archaic nature made him lose his job.

"This fateful day, I sat with other staff in the company hallway, humming to king Sunny Ade's track. We just heard the news that a new manager was being transfered to our company. We were waiting for her glorious appearance. Twenty minutes later, we saw the woman in her class. She stepped into the hall way in a grandiloquent manner.
The members of the staff stood and bowed in reverence. The woman examined them critically until her eyes fell on me.


Good day Mma...I greeted with respect, though I still maintained my sitting position.

The woman was amazed at my guts..."

"You dare sit and greet me huh??"...she half screamed.

"Do you expect me to stand and greet a weaker cell??" I fired back.

The woman went offensive.."I think you're mad....are you mad?"

"Statements and questions...By the way, I'm an Africana...and I can't bow to a woman!"

"You're leaving this company right now!" She screamed.

The woman never knew who I was.."Even if I'm asked to choose between death and bowing to greet a lady, I believe you'll know my choice!"


"That was how I left the job".


Tbc....

op,makesure u finish dis one ooo ke i bin miss "desire"

lukeyboy246:
op,makesure u finish dis one ooo ke i bin miss "desire"

Sure Bro..
Welcome!!!

"Lack of courtesy", a wreak in gender dispositions.
He should have followed due process, if truly the job was more of a value.
Smiles...�

Episode 2
Struggle


I groaned in hunger as the sunlight rays hit my face. I slept on an empty stomach the previous night. As a matter of fact, I survived on snacks. I had not even a single farthing for food.
After I bagged my National diploma from a prestigious polytechnic, I decided to leave my parent's house into the street.
Thanks to heaven, I accidentally met a sugar mummy who willingly sponsored my education in the poly. Painful enough,the woman had to choose my graduation day as her death day.

I lived in a simple ensuite with little or no furniture. Gladly enough, I had submitted my curriculum vitae to half the organizations in Akwaibom.

I just lay hopelessly on the bed, making a mental calculation of what I needed to eat. I had no loving neighbor to borrow from, the young pretty lady I admired who lived opposite my room had told me to get a job for myself..
My stomach rumbled violently and I decided to take a stroll outside, maybe God could favour me.
I got down from the bed, Unhanged my shirt from the wardrobe, strolled into the toilet and washed my face.
As I unlocked the door, the scent of fried eggs hit my nostrils. I couldn't help but salivate.
My crush was frying.

"Good morning, Ekemini. How was your night?"

She ignored..

"Kemi...how are you?" I pressed further.
She was on her nightie which revealed her succulent body.
I swallowed hard and my little brother nodded in excitement.

"Kemi, have I of...."

"Morning ahh!" She snapped.

I still maintained my Mr.Goody smile. "What's cooking?"

She used her body to cover the frying pan. "Pass if you want to pass."

I just nodded. "Kemi" I scratched my head. "Since I packed into this compound, you've been giving me attitude, you've been talking...."

"Roast, or whatever they call you..."

"Frost" I corrected.

"Lemme cook in this corridor in peace!"

"Hmm" I nodded. "We're not fighting!".

She switched off the gas and pushed me out off the way almost spilling the content of the pot on me.
"This girl is a devil".
I moved out of the corridor and stood outside yawning repeatedly. My chinko mobile beeped.
I retrieved it and read the content of the text..

"you are invited for an interview at Saint David High School."

I didn't have to read further, I jumped up for joy.
I rushed inside to prepare for the interview.


Two hours later, I arrived at the school gate and knocked. I momentarily checked my shirt, tie and dusted my shoe with a small rag. I held tightly to the envelope that contained my credentials.

"This is not a dismissal time....go back from where thou camest from!" Someone screamed.

I took a deep breath and knocked again.

"Who deh greet?" A shrill voice shook me.

"Hello sir, I'm here for an interview." I replied.

The security poked his head out to get a view. "You say wetin?"

"I'm here for an interview with..."

"Inter house sport?? Here resemble stadium?"

"God! I said interview...interview!! Interview for Pete sake!" I was getting frustrated.
He finally opened the gate and I moved inside.

"Wetin dey your ear?" The security man screamed, his bulging stomach shook as he screamed.

"A Bluetooth!" I replied pulling it out.

"Ooih! So you be terrorist! You deh communicate with ya fellow terrorizer??" He grabbed his baton.

"Sir, it is used for answering....whatever!" I walked past him in anger. The sun had blurred my vision.
I headed to the administrative building, I met a beautiful student chatting with a corper.

"Hello student!" I waved.

The student smiled at me.

"I'm looking for the principal!"
She directed me to his office.
I wanted getting her number but I frowned at such thought.

I moved majestically into the office. "Good morning sir..."

The man stopped writing and examined me.

"I'm Mr.Frost...Mark Frost!"

"Oh. Frost...have a sit!" The man pointed to a cane chair.

"Thanks!" I released myself to the chair.

"I'm Mr.Silvanus, the principal! I went through your CV...it's quite impressive!"

"Thank you sir!"

"The school salary scale varies...as an ND holder, we'll pay you thirty thousand monthly!".

"Wow...not bad" I smiled.

"As a twenty one year old guy, your blood is still hot!"

I wonder what he meant by that statement.

"Our female students are out of bound....I guess as an ecologist, you could handle biology?"

"Very well sir..."

"OK...you will handle the senior class for the mean time!"

"I'm a senior sir..." I replied. Hunger really clouded my Brain.

The man kept on rapping "we maintain a high academic standard here and I won't fail to sack you if...."

'Sir, I'll be fine!" His sermon was beginning to bore me.

"You're to resume tomorrow..." He got up and spread his palms for a handshake.
I got up and returned the Favour.

"See you tomorrow...do have a nice day!"

"Same to you sir..." I replied and left his office.

I met the security at the gate.

"How was the interfiew?" He asked while trying to open the gate.

"It was fine" I replied absentmindedly.

"Oya find me gate fee..." He Stretched forth his hands.

If looks could kill, I'm sure the security man would have been dead.

"Gate fee kill you dia!!!" I screamed in rage. The security man was really something else.


tbc...

I love this
Damn the first chapters got me wanting more
Mbok op nomi updates ASAP

silverlinen:
I love this Damn the first chapters got me wanting more Mbok op nomi updates ASAP

Akwaowo you're welcome...

Episode 3
Father Mbaka


I was looking fly and sweet, I bounced into the school in a grandiloquent style.

"...So impecunious are you fools! I cannot can! I cannot imagine a species of unlimited fractious indemnity!"

I stared on in shock and surprise as the man on the podium kept blasting grammar upon grammar.
The students kept on giggling and cheering the pot bellied man who had a crooked face and wore an old school lens; the type with large round gogle and two long ropes..

"I father Mbaka, will not tolerate any shitty, gratuitous, fatuous and unprecedented attitude from you students!" Mbaka kept on screaming and shaking.

After the sermon, the students retired to their classes for lectures.

I joined the trail of teachers to the staff room..

"Look who we have here. ." A female teacher ogled at me.

"Ehmm..I'm Mr.Frost!" I said.

"Welcome..welcome..." The staff took turns in greeting me.

At least, I felt a sense of belonging.
I was offered a seat and asked to share a table with a young man who looked nerdy and intelligent.

"Hi bro...I'm a new staff!" I waved at him. "I'm told to share a table with you".

It seems the man didn't hear me as he was engrossed in his work of art.

I tapped the table lightly to draw his attention. He looked at me briefly and flashed a smile.

"I'm Willie!"
We anchored each other and soon we were chatting like old pals.

"Infidels...I wonder what you are doing in an institution of learning...scallywag! I will embarrass your future in a pleasing manner!"

That was Father Mbaka again.

I brushed through my schedule for the day and prepared myself for the first lesson. I still had an hour plus to lazy round. Willie had gone to teach, the staffroom was scanty with only few ladies chatting away their destiny.
I decided to take a stroll round the school.
I picked up my phone, connected it to my earpod and began blasting Burnaboy's track..

From what I gathered, the school is a missionary school established by the catholic. The infrastructure was truly an eye sore.
I was just strolling like an explorer basking in the cool morning breeze when I felt a powerful whip on my back..I jumped up and screamed.

"Who are you? What are you? Do you know this is a school? Why are you not on your uniform?" Father Mbaka screamed.
It seems he mistook me for a student because of my slim nature.

"Old man!" I screamed in rage. "I'm a teacher!"

Reality dawn on him.."Are..."

"He's a teacher...a new teacher!" A female staff who was watching the drama said.

"Espiritum! Oh my! I never knew that you're a teacher. My apologies for denigrating your personality!" Father Mbaka said..

I kept on rubbing my back like a snake. I looked at the old man in anger.

He kept on brandishing the cane before me. "I know you want to accost me" He adjusted his lens. "But be it as it may, I accede to your contrite!" He said and walked past me. "You there...you there...stop there" He screamed at a male student. "If you run...I will ruin your life and that of your family...you obstreperous being".

The male student broke into a race and Mbaka chased after. His stomach shaking vigorously.

"Sorry for the embarrassment!" Willie patted my back. "You just have to learn to tolerate the man!"

"Tolerate?" I scoffed.. "I was just an inch away from beating him!"

Willie smiled, "He's the brother to the principal!"

"Even if he's the brother to principalities, that doesn't give him the right!"

"Word has it that he escaped a mental asylum ten years ago...he was diagnosed of brain shifting..." He chuckled.

"Brain shifting?"

"Yea...never heard of it?"

I was confused."never"

"The answer I'm gonna give you won't be found on google....brain shifting is a disease where a brain is mistakenly exchanged for the brain of a goat!" He started walking towards the direction of the staffroom..

"I don't...".

He stopped and faced me, "Mbaka has the brain of a goat...his brain was exchanged!"..

"You're joking!"

Willie smiled, "I'm serious.. Don't you perceive him."

I giggled.

"This is not a laughing issue.."

He was serious.

"Who exchanged his brain then?" I asked.

"It's a long story... Let's go grab a drink!"

"I'm having lesson in the next..."

"You can skip lessons and nothing will happen..."

"Today is my first day....first impression matters!".

"OK...we won't waste time..there's a joint along the street!"

After much pressure from Willie, I succumbed.

We hit the street and in a few minutes, we arrived the joint.
It was a simple large sit out in a deserted area of the street. There were tables and chair scantily arranged.

"This joint produces the best concentrated acid!" Willie said with a light smile.

I was surprised to meet most of the students there.
When they saw us, they wanted running.

"I'm not here to pursue you people...keep on drinking and smooching but remember to drink responsibly and use condom.." Willie lectured.

Surely this Willie of a teacher was mad.

"Mr.Willie...Mr.Willie..." The students cheered.

"Your father dia" Willie cursed.

We took our seat.

"Surely...what's wrong with children of these days...look at the girls, the way boys are smooching them...they leave school to come drink here!" I complained.

"God will punish them!" Willie replied.

"Punish who? Are you not aiding and abetting them?"

"Those students are cursed! What do you want me to do? Police have raided this place countless times...arrested them countless times...those students are just marked for uselessness!"

"What of Mbaka?,is he aware of this?"

Willie laughed heartily. "Where do you think he got the scar on his head from? He came here last year to catch students...they chased him and broke a bottle of smirrnof on his head". "What will you take?"..

I thought for a while. "Malt!"

"Malt isn't sold here..." He beckoned to a girl who came forward. "Get me two bottles of angel!"

"What's angel?"

"When you drink, you will know!".

"I won't drink anything I don't know about". I protested.

"Frost, relax...the drink is a blood tonic!" He gave a naughty wink.

"So...tell me about Father Mbaka". I requested after I took a huge gulp of the salty liquid in front of me. It seems I felt my brain burning together with my throat. The drink was truly an acid.

Willie stared at the bottle as if waiting for a go-ahead from it. He smiled lovingly at the bottle and took a sip.
"Mbaka was a man of many troubles. He wanted being a Reverend father but he had a womanizing demon in him!" He smiled at me.

Truth is, I was getting irritated by his constant smiles.

"He slept with every being on skirt...even when he entered the seminary...you know reverend students are to practice this celibacy of a thing right?"

I nodded and sip from my bottle.

"Mbaka took womanizing as a challenge. Word has it that, he kept a hardcover exercise book where he wrote the number of ladies he slept with. Two times, he was expelled from the seminary because of his promiscuous act but he refused to stop...in fact the seminary was tired of him.
On a fateful day, some students went for an outreach in Edo State. Mbaka was among. There was a lady he met, a daughter of a high priest...he decided to play his game on her. He was warned by the indigenes there that the lady was forbidden and married to the gods, but Mbaka as a stubborn mule refused to listen...most times, he'll go visit the girl at her father's shrine..."

I smiled, the story was getting interesting."I admire his boldness!"

"Mbaka is a donkey! So..the father got angry and asked the gods to strike him with bum bum pus....his nyansh swelled so big but Mbaka refused to learn his lesson!"

I had a feeling, he was exaggerating the story.."You're joking right?"

"You're mad!" Willie cursed. "Do you think I'm joking".

"OK..peace...continue!" I apologized.

"Where did I stop?"

"Where m...."

"Yes! So...Mbaka still kept on disturbing this girl until he slept with her..The gods got jealous and struck him with madness! Word has it that he ran naked all the way from Edo to Lagos!"

I couldn't bear the laughter again. I pictured Mbaka naked with his big stomach racing. That was surely a sight to behold.

"He was found at third mainland bridge dancing and singing...He was caught and deported to a mental asylum in Akwaibom. But he escaped...he broke the chains and escaped..He went around sleeping with all the mad women around. Before the year could run out, the whole orphanage was filled with Mbaka's children. The rate of pregnant mad women was so high that he had to be castrated!"

"Espiritum!" I gasped, almost sounding like Mbaka. "You mean with all his big grammar, he doesn't have a dick?"

Willie nodded and took a sip.

"After series of sacrifices, he was finally delivered of his madness...but the gods wanted a price!"

"And the price was?"

"Mbaka's brain had to be given up as a sacrifice to the gods...but in order for him not to be brainless, a goat's brain was given to him!"

"Damn!" I broke into a feat of laughter.

"He's a hero.....To Mbaka!" He raised his bottle for a toast.

"To Mbaka" I raised mine.

The story sounded fictional but the way Willie presented it made it look factious.

"So..Frost, tell me about yourself" Willie urged.

"Nothing much, I'm just a guy from a humble home!"

Willie smiled."coded way for saying poor".

"You mean?"

"No offence intended...but when one uses humble in such context, he means poor!"

"You're right...I'm from a poor family..."

Willie took a deep breathe. "I'm a gifted artist...the money I made from drawing saw me through the uni...I'm an orphan...but I didn't allow that to be a set back!"

"You teach fine arts right?"

Willie nodded.

My brain suddenly pinged. "I have a class now" I got up...then suddenly, my brain started spinning, my legs felt jittery.
"Willie, are you there?" I half screamed.

Willie just sat motionless, staring at nothing and smiling.

"Pay the bill, let's go!"

"I can't see my pockets!"

I was shocked by his reply, I thought he was joking not until I saw him searching frantically for his pocket.

"My pocket is missing oo" Willie kept screaming.

"Where did you keep it na...make Una help am find am na!" I spoke to the Imaginary crowd.

"Ohh...I've finally found it!" Willie said after the strenuous five minutes of searching.

Forty minutes later, I arrived the school. Not that the school was that far from the joint, the thing is, I couldn't feel my legs. I had to hold Willie for support, in fact we held each other for support.
I marched straight to the toilet and was looking for my table and chair.

"Sir, Sir" A student called rushing towards my direction.

"Yes?" I hissed.

"Sir, are you okay?" The boy asked innocently.

"What do you mean if I'm okay?" I took offence immediately. "You mean I'm mad right?"

"Sir please, that's not what I meant?" The poor boy was getting scared.

"What do you meant?" I replied.

"Sir, you sa..."

"I say what do you now meant? Shebi you say I'm not okay abi? That's how you children go around insulting teachers, my God will punish you. In fact you're not a leader of tomorrow again. By the power vested upon me, I therefore pronounce you a slave. You'll slave until you die. You w...."

"Excuse me, sir!"

"You'll excuse your mother in the grave! In fact you'll excuse your future!"

"Sir, why the insult?"

"Is that a question?"

"I saw you sitting on the toilet floor, that's why I..."

On hearing toilet floor, I jumped up. I touched my trouser to see if it is soiled, luckily, it wasn't.

The boy tried to stifle his laughter, "We are having your period now!"

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"We are on your period!"

"My period? Am I menstruating? Why are you on my period?"

"Sir, SS3 is having biology".

The boy left murmuring and laughing. My challenge now was to find the class.
I staggered out of the toilet, I shook my head violently to shake off the effect of the drink.
" maybe I should locate Willie and ask the direction from him!" I thought. Funnily enough, I couldn't locate the staff room. I kept on loitering round, entering classes and disrupting lessons.
"Maybe, I should ask a pupil" My lazy brain suggested.

"You! Come here" I screamed out to a female student who was loitering round the class corridor.

The girl walked up to me.

"Are you a teacher?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"I mean to ask, are you a pupil? In fact, what class are you. No! Show me the route to primary three class!" My legs were moving on it's own accord.

The girl smiled "Sir, there's prim..."

"I mean to say SS3!" I staggered.

"The last classroom I..."

"Okay!" I staggered towards the direction she pointed.

It seems the class was waiting for me, or they knew my present predicament. As I entered the class, the students all roared.

"All hail the drunken master!"

I just nodded sheepishly, I smiled and beckoned on them to sit.

"Sir, it's like you will mentor us in this drinking stuff ooo" The students screamed.

"Alright..alright! You are welcome in Jesus' Name!" I waved at the students.
This, erupted laughter from the students.

"What was our last lesson?" I asked.

"Sir, this is the first time you're teaching us"

"I thought I came here last week?" I asked.

"Sir, yes."
"Sir, you taught us in the dream".
" ogogoro master!"
The Students kept on throwing banter at me.

"Okay, Silent! Silent your mouth! Who is the class monitor?"

"Sir, this is not a computer room. We don't have a monitor!" A student said and the class exploded into laughter.

"God!" I scratched my head vigorously. "Today! We will be talking about transport system in human".
I grabbed a chalk and moved to the board. It seemed the board replicated because I saw six different boards when there was only one. I began writing the topic.

"Sir, you are writing on the wall!" The Students screamed and laughter erupted again.

I turned in frustration and faced the class, "you bulls! What difference does it make if I choose to write on the wall. After all, God wrote on the wall!" My legs were moving on it's own accord.
"So, who in this class, can tell me what transport system is?".

" Sir, do you mean transportation by air?" A student asked.

"You are a mungo! A slowpoke! A nincompoop! We're talking biology and y...

" Don't talk to me like that!" The Student challenged me and walked out of the class.

"Fool! Yes, who else?"

"Sir.."

"What's your name pretty angel?"

She blushed, "Evangeline"

"Wow, cool name! Do you have a boyfriend?"

The class roared.

"Ok..what is transport system?"

"Transport system is a medium of transportation where the blood takes a flight or board a bus to transfer.."

"My girl, you're as good as foolish!"

Twenty five minutes elapsed without any reasonable thing in class being done, I had to leave.
I staggered out of the class amidst cheers from the students, I managed to locate the staff room after many failed attempts. I just sat on my chair, placed my head on the table and slept off.



Alcohol induced sleep is always the worst type of sleep, it kills all manner of consciousness, in fact, it makes you sleep like a dead man.

Still in la la land, I felt a tap on my head, the tap was accompanied by a powerful knock which woke me up from my deep slumber. Without warning, I got up and gave a powerful slap to the person who woke me up.

"Ah! Espiritum!" Mbaka trembled in great agony.

That was when I realised myself and the gravity of my offence. The slap had cracked one part of his lens, breaking the glass. His right lips were swollen.

"Sir please!" I went on my knees in deep reverence. "It's a mistake!"

The man just stared at me in contempt, "I see you have the penchant for trouble, you're pertinacious and pernicious. Sincerely speaking, I cannot can!" Mbaka said with tears streaming down his eyes.

"Frost, are you there?"
I heard Willie's voice calling out. He burst into the staff room and met the confrontation; me kneeling and Mbaka shedding tears with a busted lips.

Willie was definitely confused, "what's happening here?"

"Willie, help me beg Father Mbaka"

"What's really the issue? Father, who broke your lens? Frost why kneeling?"

Mbaka just kept silent, staring at Willie.
"Father, what is it?"

"I am ebullient, despite this egregious scumbag kneeling, one thing I pray for is equanimity despite my fractious state of mind. This impecunious boy assaulted my essence. I am inimical right now and I'll soon exacerbate. I cannot can! I'm ambivalent of the course of action to follow. This is an abstruse condition. Mr.Willie, I said I cannot can!"

We were all confused by Mbaka's sermon.

"Sir, I understand specifically, that you cannot can! I want to know what transpired between you and Frost!" Willie explained.

"Sir, please..." I tried pleading.

"You are impetuous! You are fatuous! You are hawkish! You are vociferous!" He screamed at me. "Mr. Willie, i cannot can!" With that, he left the staff room.

As if on cue, Willie broke into a feat of laughter and mimicked Mbaka's style of speaking, "Mr. Willie, I cannot can!"

I just got up silently and began packing my things, I checked my time and it was really late.

"Frost, what really happened?"

"Rubbish you! My God will punish you..Willie, you are the cause of this deep shit I'm in..."

"I don't understand!"

"Undersit na, undersit! No wonder your name is Wily, you're clearly deceptive! You took me to a joint and gave me alcohol! I disgraced myself in class, I slapped Mbaka, I."

"Wait, you slapped Mbaka! Oh my!!" Willie laughed so hard till he fell on his knees.

I stared at him in anger, shoved him from my path and moved.

"Frost, Frost wait!" Willie chased after me. "I'm sorry for everything!"

"Sorry for yourself!"

"Lemme drop you off!" He offered. "It's getting dark!"

He led me to the parking lot, I was shocked to see a range rover.
"Willie, is this your ride?" I asked mouth agape.

"Amma big boy!" He flashed his teeth.

Willie was truly a mystery.

We moved into the car and hit the highway.
He selected Edsherran's track in the car stereo.

After two minutes of silence, "What's my fate?"

"You say?"

"What's my punishment for slapping..."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to him! What class did you teach today?"

"You mean the class I bumbled today, SS3. They will surely report me to the school authorities!" I grieved.

"Don't worry, you're safe! They are even proud and happy that they have a father in Abraham!" He snickered.

"What do you mean?"

"That drunk attitude is what they love, and they are happy they've got a mentor!"

"Who's that mentor?" I asked confused.

"You na!"

"God will punish you!" I cursed.

Ten minutes later, he parked the car according to my directives and I alighted.

"That's my house" I pointed at the bungalow.

"Bro, who is that pretty girl!" He pointed at Ekemini.

"That one na no go area oo! Me sef don try to reason am!" I muttered weakly.

Willie grinned, "when you control currency, you control the elements!"
He pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to me.

"What for?" I stared at the wad of cash, mentally counting it.

"For your troubles today! Sleep tight homie!"

I got the cash from him, "much thanks bro!"

"You see that girl, she's the darkness, shine your light on her! And her elements will tune to your favour!" With that he zoomed off.

I released a deep breath and moved into a nearby kiosk owned by a mallam. I bought noodles, tins of sardines, eggs and suya. Not forgetting a pack of yorrghut.

I met Ekemini sitting on the balcony, sulking.

"Welcome bro Frost!"

I paused in shock, Kemi just greeted me? A lot of thought ran through my head; maybe she greeted because I alighted from a range rover, maybe she greeted because she gauged the content of the shopping pack I held. But anyway, it was a welcome development in which I was going to utilize. As Willie said; I was gonna control her elements.

"How was your day Kemi?" I faced her.

"Fine!"

"Okay, I had a stressful day at work. Let me rest and prepare dinner.
With that, I walked past her and unlocked my room.
I dropped the pack on the food locker and counted the cash. I spent six thousand already and I was left with ten.
Willie was truly the real n!gga!

Thirty minutes later, i sat to devour the delicious noodles I prepared, it was garnished with eggs, suya and tomatoes. God bless Willie.

A knock interrupted my eating session. One thing I hated in my life was disturbance while eating.

The knock persisted.

I got up reluctantly, and unlocked the door just to see another Shocker.

" Kemi"

"Bro Frost, sorry to...."

"Kemi, any problem?"

"Can I spend the night with you?"

That devil is a liar! I shook my head vigorously to clear any effect of alcohol in my head.

"Can I get your point?" I listened this time.

"Can I spend the night with you?" She asked.

"Spend the night as what? Is my room a hotel? Why do you decide to spend the night with me?" I was confused? This wasn't happening!

She broke down in tears, "my sister travelled for a programme and the bus got an accident!"

"I hope she's unhurt?" I felt sorry.

"She just called some minutes ago, she said she got some injuries! I can't sleep alone..please let me spend.."

"No! No, No. No need to explain. You are welcome" I opened the door wide and she moved in. She was on a blue lingerie that revealed her soft, succulent body.
Something must go down this night!!

"You can join me" I offered her a spoon.

"No I'm fine!" She sat on my bed.

I kept on eating and watching her. "Sorry, I don't have a television yet, I'll get it before next month".

" I'm fine!" She replied.

I rushed over my food and joined her on the bed. Though, we kept our distance. But I began building strategies to put her in the mood. I was gonna control her elements!

"Why do you hate me?"

"Huh?" She faced me in confusion.

"Firstly, I'm happy your sister...her name is Emediong right?"

She nodded.

"I'm glad she survived the accident. But why do you hate me?"

She smiled weakly, "firstly, I'm sorry for my past attitudes towards you. You know, I thought you were a yahoo boy!"

"Holy Jesus! Me, yahoo! I cannot can!" I sounded more like Mbaka.

She laughed, "you were always at home doing nothing...i later realised you were jobless and I hate jobless men. You only came out when I cook. And I thought you were a lazy person!"

"So much impression! I'm innocent!"

"I know, that's what I felt at first" She smiled.

I think I'm in love!

"So, Now you've realised that I was and I am never what you thought i am, can you apologise!"

"I'm sorry Frost..tell me about yourself!"

This night was truly gonna get interesting!

We exchanged our past, our present, our future!

I decided to take the questioning to a different level, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Hell no!"

"Why?"

"My boyfriend broke up with me because of sex!"

"Interesting! You wanted a celibate kind of relationship?"

"Not that, in my Nd2. We were in the same department tho. He told me he found this new girl that matched his sexual prowess!"

I love this conversation. "Like you never mat..."

"My ex could f!ck for two hours! He will so f!ck me till I get all sore and bruised! I had to avoid him!"

"So, that means you guys weren't sexually compatible!"

"Oh yeah!"

"Hmmm!" I scratched my bears.

"How about you?"

"I had a sugar mummy, but she's late!"

"Bad guy! So how long can you last on bed!"

"Mogbe!!!" I jumped up, I wasn't expecting such a direct question.
"I think thirty minutes!"

"Mine is twenty-five on the approximate. My ex was just too rough for me!

"I'll be gentle, I'll make you cum till you feel like an over comer" My heart was hammering against my chest.

"Alright baby, show me what you've got!" She moaned.

Without wasting time, i stripped my clothes and she followed suit. I attacked her big soft boobs and sucked the nipples voraciously. My right finger found a way to her clitoris and I stroked it hard, the result was evident as she shook violently and screamed in pleasure. She was amazed at my bedmatics as she kept on thrashing and screaming, in a short while, She started crying, sobbing and screamed as i took her the missionary way. I was just nodding and speaking gibberish as the pleasure built up in me.
After the space of twenty five minutes and eleven seconds, I couldn't bear the pleasure again as I shot loads of life essence into her body.

"Shit!" She screamed and grabbed the bed so tight as she prepared herself for her orgasm. Her mouth hung open, her eyes were wet from crying and it was literally turning. She jerked violently, screaming loud and thrashed as the steaming liquid gushed out of her.

I changed the bedsheets and soon we were basking in the bliss of the post orgasm. Some minutes later, we dozed off.


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