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.

welcome back sis. And nice update. Keep it up

Well done, ambreally enjoying this, betrayal every conner

nice one,. stil following bomber to bomber

ghost mode deactivated!

PamelB...I have nothing But BigsUp to say.
Such an enthralling story,you are damn talented!

Kepele knotinue rolling d update.

Nice update!


Enjoying this piece like maad
Pamelb, you are the real mvp on nairaland

welcome back, Weldone ma

nice update.weldone

This last update gt me going back to If Amara and Claire are truly siblings...Buh what doesn't happen this days?
Guess I misjudged Gertrude..

heemah:
This last update gt me going back to If Amara and Claire are truly siblings...Buh what doesn't happen this days?
Guess I misjudged Gertrude..

it's wat ladies normally do

I'm really enjoying the story.

Thumbs up, you rock girl

nice

Wen Ar U Goin To Post Again Naw

pamela where u dey,hope u are not banned again,waiting patiently dear

pamelB where are you

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pamelB where are you

please pamelB we re begging

What is happening to this great story huh? Can it be that someone stole her pen/phone or lappy infact i command that pen to come back so that pamelb can continue her good job AMEN! pamelb u are loosed so hesten up and update the house osiso.

pls more update

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

PamelB, please, we need more of the stories.

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.

One more update ma,pls........

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

na TheBlessedMan I swallow o

Hahahahahaha Nawa Oo

Chai!!! Pamela ooo!!! Ur story is bae jaaare... thumbs up

Michael has finally won the award of "the official he-goat/dog of the year".

oh Claire you will laugh last

bae u are 2 much