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Divepen1:
One very funny thing about being a writer :everybody wants to be one too. Many want to tell the stories we tell. A good example is Politicalthug who believes writers are lazy because they don't update on time.
Let me tell you how I survive writing my storie. Peju Amadi (Repogirl) and Humbledbygrace have continually told me how much they want to update as regularly as I. But the truth is that any day they update, their works always come out better than mine. Many people use laptop to write and update per time, but I use my phone. Writing with laptop expands your mind(for me). Writing with Wps on an andriod device can be slow, but I manage to write close to 2000 words per day. Bibijay123 can bear me witness, editting with WPS can be really frustrating. And the funniest part is that after writing and the first editting you will notice you've spent close to 4 hours. Yet, there would still be errors which can only be seen by a laptop or after reading it another day. I wrote the Unknown shadows, Her Beauty Calls, Comfortless Arms, Die oh Baby die(aka Life Under The Table) etc with phones. So you see the problem those with Android face.
What about those that type directly with smaller phones? It takes instinct. They have the story playing on their mind but to type it is not easy.

What about that use Itel, who post just because they want to be better. Writers on this forum are really trying their best. Any reader who wants to criticise should remember their pain. Point out errors and lapses but don't ask them how come they never improved( especially when they say they've been studying) like someone asked Audreytimms one of those days. Funny enough many of you don't even drop comments. You don't give them money. You don't comment on the blogs of those that have it. Even to buy their books na wahala. Larrysun writes into paper before typing and used to type with a blackberry phone.
Ask yourself why good writers are not encouraged to write on. People like my ogaz Royver, Kayemjay, Frank316, Glowingscenes, Ekaromail, Sammyhoe, D9ty7. They squeeze their time to drop updates. I read most of politicalthug's posts and I saw how he kept calling stories Useless and I wonder if he had conjured any story since his inception. I ought to keep quiet but it's high time we shut some people up.
Their works have been plagiarised times without number and they kept writing but your own poem was plagiarised once and you stopped writing. So, learn how to accord respect whom it is due.

Please tell them. They forget that we have other stuffs to do, that our struggles can come from different places. Anyways, I plan to do better, finish up the stories that are left unfinished and then write new ones. Moreover, I hope to have a blog and a website this year

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Debola suddenly woke up.
The level of darkness in the room warned him that it was night time. Unable to remember a thing, he tried to stand up.....and fell back howling in pain.

'Ogbeni, you don't wake? Call Capone, the meat don't wake.'
The meat? Debola was scared to hell. Are these the people that killed Prof Adebanjo? Maybe they are planning to kill him off, after all he is the only one with the true knowledge of who killed what. Or so they think.
'Please, I need water.:
'Will you shut up there! Oga, I no get time for nonsense. If you think you can try anything here I will shoot you.'
'Please my leg hurts, its bleeding.'
'And so? Shey we talk say we blind?'
Debola looked around, hoping to make sense of the environment. There was nothing to make sense with, as it was only the ground he felt.
As he planned to crawl, a door opened.
'Bring him now! Capone's orders!'



Kemi was reading in the library when she saw Christiana.
Here she comes! Kemi quickly dropped her books and blocked her.
'Christiana, I know what you did. Why did you plant that note in my dress?'
Christiana simply opened her mouth.
'Ehen, so its my death you are looking for, it won't succeed, you have failed, Wooooooo!'
'Who is that?'The librarian stood up from his chair, obviously angry at the breach of peace.
'Wooooo! Ashewo! Cultist! I know your kind, you and Lucia will be forming angels, meanwhile you people are the devils! Wooooo!'
'Will you stop that?'
Christiana quickly did a U-turn and started to walk away.
'Woooo!' Kemi followed her out, students watching in shock. Christiana, unable to take it, burst into a run

Meanwhile, Debola was having it rough with the boys.

'This guy is not smart!'
'Is he blind to see that the CSO is behind this?'
'You are sure that you entered the University by yourself?'
'Abi you use special center?'

'Hey, hey heish! I have had enough of this! Marcus, so this is the help you were going to give me?' Debola's face was turning black already. Marcus himself was really shaking out of fury.
'It seems like our guest does not understand our tradition here.' Socrates said. 'Let's explain why we do......'
'Socrates, no need. This boy will not add anything to our group.'
Debola had enough for the day and walked out of the room.
'Guys, whats that about?!' Marcus immediately screamed when he left. 'I brought the guy here for help and this is what you guys offer?'
'He was not worth our time, Marcus. He is just a love-sick puppy.'
'And so? He was........'
Marcus was cut short when he held a large wailing of students.
'What's happening outside?'
He rushed outside of the hall, just to see guys in total shock.
In front of them was two bodies belonging to the security men on the post.... And Debola's shirt.
'What happened here?'
'Some cult boys just come and carry one guy away. As the security officer wan stop them, na so they bring gun shoot the officers come shoot the guy for leg as he wan run.'
'What group are they from?'
'I no know oh, abi you sabi the person wet they carry?'
Marcus head was expanding to space as he walked back.
'Can you see what you have caused? They kidnapped Debola!'
'And so?' Plato asked. 'That is not our business.' He was.....
Marcus delivered a stinging slap to Plato.
'Are you freaking mad?! Slapping one of our brethren because of an outsider?'
'You insult us, Marcus.'
Marcus eyes burned their way to Socrates. 'I have had it with this group. You guys were making mouth about defending the innocent and helpless, now its time to prove that and you can't even do the simplest thing right. I am leaving this group. Debola may be lovesick but he is my roommate and he has more guts than the lot of you.'
Socrates held Marcus arm. 'Guy, calm....:
'Leave me jare!' Marcus flung the hand away as he stormed out of the room.
'Leave him. The guy is not smart.'

Christiana looked at her watch. It was another week with Lucia and her cousin in her house, but it looked like they were part of her life already. Lucia was already a neat and homely girl whose cooking is superb, if she decides to cook. Maureen, her fair, almost American looking friend loved the kitchen like it was her home and prepared sumptuous food without any stress. If she had anything to do, it was to sit down and eat. She and Lucia's perfection was rubbing into her life positively and nothing could go wrong.
Nothing could go wrong for her, at least.

'Christiana, come and watch film oh!'
She quickly packed her rough hair into a scarf, washed her face and walked quickly to Lucia's room.
'What movie is it?'
Maureen quickly dashed towards her and gave her a hug.
'Its fifty shades of black.'
'Dirty girl!'
'Clean girl, I hear you. Be forming like Reverend sister.'
Christiana looked at Maureen squarely in the eye.
'If someone looks at you, they will think that you know nothing.'
'I know nothing oh! Abeg am an innocent girl.'
She looked around for Lucia. 'She is not at home?'
'No. She has gone to read.'
'OK.' Lucia has been spending most of her time in the library nowadays. Not the school library tho.
'The ban still holds, right?'
'Yes. Maureen head was cast down. Why on God's name would she be banned from all public places in school and from classes?'
'I don't understand it myself. How would she get notes?'
'Debola is going to help her with it.'
Debola. 'Hmn. OK.'
'You have a problem with him?'
'No. I feel its better than nothing.'
'Oya, let's go and watch film.'
As Maureen walked back to the film,Christiana smiled.

Debola looked at the spectacle in front of him and shrugged. Socrates was on a green cap and a coat of many colors covering a red shirt and a blue trouser which had been cut on the sides.
Totally weird and unserious.
'This is the Debola I was telling you about. Marcus said, pulling Debola towards him.
Socrates adjusted his glasses. 'You look more naive than I thought and I thought that will be impossible.'
You look more confused than I thought. Debola said in his mind, but he just smiled and stretched his hand.
'Looks are deceptive, I am more aware of the world than you think.'
'Then how come you are on black and red? Don't you know that its a signal color?'
Marcus and Debola looked at him with astonishment.
'You mean that you are unaware of the color signal, Marcus? Come inside quickly before someone spots you!
Marcus dragged Debola towards the hall and marched him straight to Socrates room.
The room was dim, save for a single candle that was lit. At the far right of the room laid a brown guy on glasses, cleanly shaved and brilliantly dressed in brown. His eyes bored into Debola's head for some seconds before he shifted the gaze to his books. At the other side of the bed sat a black, thin guy on red shirt and blue jeans with a hair clearly needing care. His eyes were engaged in a microscope, which was odd considering that they were not allowed into halls.
'Aristotle, Plato, this is Debola.'
The brown guy eyed Debola the more. 'Tell me, why are you here?'

'Let's go.' Kemi looked around tensely.
'This way.' Bode pointed at the direction at which they came.
Two of his boys were in front of her while she and Bode were in the middle, surrounded by the others. A few metres from the greenhouse was were she saw the bodies.
Littered all around the place were bodies of young men and girls, some mutilated and cut up while some seemed to have died of gunshots.

'This was a fierce battle.' Kemi said,keeping some other thoughts to herself.
'Yes. Some battle. I am sure that after today nothing will bother you.'
Apart from my conscience. She told herself. After all it'd not like I am completely innocent of this. I planted that picture in Lucia's book and have made her a prime suspect in a case she knows nothing about. If anyone is supposed to die, it should be me.
Soon enough they left the bushes and were on the main road, where Bode's car was waiting for him.
Bode, let me follow you and treat your wounds.
'I am fine Kemi. Just remember, don't betray me, Kemi.'
'No, I cannot, not after this.'
'Good. Guys, let's be going. Scorpion, you and Jasper should escort my babe to her hostel.'
'Yes sir.'
Kemi stepped back as he drove off, blowing a kiss to him.
As he drove off, he picked his phone from the car locker and called a number.
'Meet me at Divine Club in ten minutes.'

'Which is what, Marcus?'
Debola looked at Tobi with some level of surprise. This was unexpected.
'What's with the tone, Tobi?' You sound like I am someone not to.be trusted.
'Are you? Did you not tell him to stop the investigation earlier on? Why urging him on when the little protection offered by the school authority is lacking at best?'
'I am doing that because he is not backing down at this point and I feel this is where he needs a helping hand.'
'Debola, you have heard me. If you want to follow Marcus, you can. But I have washed my hands off this case and your life. Let it not be said that I did not warn you.'
Marcus held Debola's hand. 'Let's go, there is someone you need to meet.'


Kemi waited with anticipation. Bode had called her to meet him at the greenhouse, claiming to have some important information for her.
Yet she was pensive. The greenhouse was on campus, yet because of the landmass of the school(which is as big as a state), the surrounding area around the greenhouse was ripe forest and it was known as a good place for rape. Naive ladies and at times guys have been gang-raped by male and female cult groups here. Not to talk of the robberies here too.
Yet, Bode wants her here.
She looked at her phone for the umpteenth time. Bode promised to be present by 6pm yet it was almost 7. She hated it when he delayed like this.
Suddenly she noticed shadows coming out of the forest. 1,2,3.... She counted six heading towards her.
'God no!'
She turned and started to run, but her high heels impeded her movement. Stumbling, she threw the annoying shoe as she aimed to continue her race, only to be dragged up.
'Please, stop! Please.....'
'Calm down, its me jare!'
She stared well and gasped.
'Bode! Why did you...what happened?!'
Bode's right eye was oozing blood while his left cheek had a few cuts. His right eyes were diluted.
'Bode, what happened?'
'You were right, Kemi. The Capone is not someone to be seen easily. But we dealt with them. Me and the boys.'
She looked around and saw shadows.
'Couldn't you clean him before bringing him here? Look at him, his clothes, everything in blood!'
'They were coming here for you,Kemi.
Me and the boys just managed to get to them first.'

Obinna1998, I see you.

'Lucia, wait!'
She turned back and saw Maureen leaving the house with her bags.
'Maureen, what are you doing?'
'I am following her, Daddy.'
Joyce started to stomp the ground as Patrick looked at his fair-skinned look alike.
'Maureen, I command you to leave that place now! Come here!'
Maureen looked at her father with hateful eyes. 'I am going with her. You should cover yourself with shame dad, after all we have been through.'
'If you don't.....'
A taxi stopped in front of Lucia and Maureen.
'Let's go!' Lucia started to tug Maureen's cloth.'
'Mom, it will be fine. I and Lucia will look for where to stay until she is proved innocent.'



'Debola!' Marcus rushed and hugged a tired Debola, ignoring the smell of cow dung on him.
'You are smelling dude.' Tobi did not ignore anything.
'Guy, you won't understand. I could have died today.'
'Thank God you did not. What happened?'
Debola sat down and explained everything to them.
As soon as he finished, Tobi lost control of his rigid sitting posture.
'You can't be serious, the guy that executed the killing was after you?'
'Yes. I recognized the face and demeanour.'
'Thank God you were not caught. So, Kemi is involved?'
'Definitely! She is the only one that was with Lucia before she left and she is the person that announced Lucia as the culprit.'
'The CSO is not doing his work well.'
'He is among them.'
Tobi moved forward and faced Debola squarely. 'This is more reason why you must stop investigating this case. Lucia may be innocent, but you can't come and die for her.'
Debola shook his head. 'No, I won't leave her like that. Only that I can't trust anyone with this.'
Marcus smiled. 'You can trust me with this and I know what to do next.'

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Once they had gone a good distance, Debola jumped down and started to run in the opposite direction.


'Lucia, tell us the truth.'
Madam Okafor Joyce looked at her daughter with pity and anger. How long will it take for her to say the truth?
'Lucia, tell us the truth about your sexuality. We can cover up for you, make a story, something but please just stop lying.'
'Woman, you are wasting your time. This harlot will not say the truth. Falsehood is part of her. She must leave this house!'
'Darling, please be patient with her, she must confess.....'
'Confess what?' Lucia fired at them. 'I have told you the truth, yet you refuse to believe me. Tell me uncle, have you hated me all this while or it's just now?'
'Lucia, will you....'
'Please aunty stop! I have respected you and Uncle Patrick well enough. If I must leave here, I will pack my bags and go. But I will say my piece!'
'Aunty, you have been living with a sexual Prevert who has been......'
Joyce was shocked as her husband suddenly gagged her mouth and dragged her off.
'Pack your clothes now! Leave my house immediately!'
'Patrick, what was she talking about?'
'Ignore what she said. Lucia is a bitter girl.....'
'She is not bitter. I know my niece well enough.'
'So you believe her more than me, your husband?
Is that what you are saying?'
Lucia came out with her load before she could reply. 'I am off to a place where I can have freedom to think. Goodnight.'

Gmou, I see you

'Thats what happened.'
Kemi looked at the young, light-skinned, squared face in front of her, hoping that he believed her.
'Pink bras? But why? Kemi, are you sure you had nothing to do with it?'
'I have nothing to do with it, Bode! I am serious. Don't you trust me again?'
His brown eyes looked at her with suspicion. 'I don't know what to believe. The Pink bras don't send such message to anyone like that. Moreover, I know the Christiana you are talking about, she is not one of them.'
'She is! She just pretends that she is not.'
'And you? You want to tell me you have absolutely nothing to do with it?'
'No! Bode, you don't trust me?' Tears started to stream down her face.
'I have heard and I believe you. I will talk to their leader this night'
Kemi eyes shot up. 'No, no please! I heard......'
'That no male sees her and lives? Common, I am no common man, I am Bode, the Capon of the Night Wolves, she can't do anything to me.
He started to walk away. 'Kemi, I will call you tomorrow.'



'Where is he?'
Debola observed them from the top of a short mango tree, the leaves obstructing their views. They were three, all muscular and angry. Two were short and wore blue hoodies, the third one was taller and was wearing a black hoodie. Debola knew any sound from up there will doom him.
'Guy, search the left side of this tree while I check the right.' The tall one said, looking around.
Why don't we search this tree? He could be hiding here.
'Can you climb?' Debola's heart was holding still.
'No.' Debola's heart resumed its beat rhythm.
'So why give me the advice?'
Oh God, why? He thought as he suddenly noticed a snake sliding down to his position.
'If he is here, we can easily kill him. The Capon wants him dead or alive. I say dead is better.'
The tall one looked up and Debola held his breath.
'I can't find him here. Let's go.'
'Hhii!' Debola was rebuking the devil as the snake started to romance his chest.
'I heard something. The tall one spoke. It came from up.'
'I told you that he was on the tree. Let's us......'
'Snake!'
The snake dropped from Debola's body and landed on one of the short guys, biting him.
'Get it out of him.' The tall one said, bringing out his cutlass and using it to brush the snake off.
Another one dropped, this time on the tall guy.
'Let's get out of here. Its infested with snakes.:
Debola watched with relief as they ran and suddenly noticed the knife at the back of the tall one.
It was the assassin!

'Are you okay?' A young man asked as Kemi suddenly rushed out, leaving her food virtually untouched. She looked down at him and ran away.
Pink bras? How did this get to her shirt? Did Christiana drop it there?
'Oh my God!' She remembered that she was roomies with Lucia. What if Christiana was the chairman? What will she do to her?
Quickly she removed her Tecno 600 and dialed Bode's number.
'Bode, Bode darling. Please I need your help. Someone made a threat on my life.'
'Whose that? Who dares to threaten my Kemi? Where are you?:
'I just left Sumptuous Canteen.'
'Wait for me there.'

'What! Marcus, you were asked to delay this set of events! This can spiral out of hand.'
Socrates twitched his moustache. 'This is bad. The RSA will not distinguish between other cult people and innocent students if they get involved. Any hope finding the sponsor of the attack?'
'No hope at all. The CSO is following......'
'The CSO will do nothing. Have you not learned how to read body language, Marcus? He will make the regular noises and act like it but then he would heap the blame on Lucia.'
'I see. So what can we do?'
'Call him.'
'Call Debola?'
'Yes, call him.'
Marcus tried the number.
'The number you have dialed is switched off, please try again later.'
'His phone is off.' Marcus said, his voice breaking.


Debola left Lucia in better spirits than he met her. He was able to coax out most of what happened that day and then some. From Lucia's perspective, it was obvious that Kemi was involved. Her actions proved as much. The problem was that Kemi was the only link he had and she was closely watched by the CSO, so he claims. For now, he had no choice than to watch from the shadows and search for other clues.
He picked his phone to call Marcus.
'Marcus, I just left Lucia.......'
'Where the hell were you? I was calling your number several times.'
'Guy, chill out! Wetin dey work you? I just switched it off.'
'Guy, don't ever do that again. You could be in danger.'
'Marcus, really stop the theatrics. Nothing will......'
Debola cut his call as he noticed a black Toyota bus moving steadily towards him. Something about it put him on guard.
Debola started to walk fast, dialing Marcus.
'Debola, I don't......'
'Guy, guy, person dey follow me.'
'For where? Where you dey?'
'I dey quarters.'
'Find a security post and hide there now.:
'All the security posts are empty.'
The bus started to gain speed.
'Marcus, where can I go? This bus is following me and its started to drive faster. Na only bush dey around here.'
'Can you climb trees?'
'Yes.'
'Then run inside the bush now.'

Ann2012:
This is interesting

I can't wait for Kemi to be exposed

Thank you

Xandrose:
Nice and interesting story. I think I am becoming addicted to this story of yours, can you please make your update twice in a day.

Thanks, i am working on it

Please you guys reading should comment and encourage me na. Haba!

Marcus walked quickly towards the Student Union Building(SUB), knowing that danger was looming. Debola had ignored his warnings and unlike Tobi, Marcus knew exactly the implications of that move.
Debola may be in a fight for his life.
He remembered what Socrates told him after Debola reported to the CSO.
'Watch the guy and discourage him from pursuing this matter any further.' Prof Adebanjo may have acted against cultism outwardly, but Marcus had found out that he was secretly involved in the Red Skulls society (RSS). RSS was a new cult group but they have already gained a reputation for ruthlessness. Last semester, a rival gang member stole the girlfriend of one of the new recruits of RSS. RSS declared war immediately and before sunrise, five members of the Anaconda group had been killed. Of course the war ended but the bitter thoughts of those deaths still hung in town, where the whole incident happened. Now one of their members is dead, most likely a patron and Debola is blindly getting involved in it.

The tall, brown structure called SUB suddenly appeared in front of him, as it always does when one is coming from outside the school. There are rumors about the school's origin, which is based on the fact that the hill which the school stands on is a god. A god of war and pestilence, most people say. Its no wonder that the school is covered in such darkness.

He quickly spotted a fair, skinny dude with black spots on his face, wearing a multicolored shirt and a red 'three-quarter' shorts and glasses.
'Socrates, how far?'
'Marcus, my man!' Socrates grabbed him and gave his a bear hug. 'How have you been faring, my man? You look good.' Unlike Socrates, Marcus was wearing a white T-shirt under a blue denim top and a blue jeans.
'We need to talk, Socrates. Call Plato and Aristotle!'

Kemi walked away, grinning. She had just finished a marathon sex run with Bode and she felt deeply satisfied. So satisfied that it took a while before she remembered that she was hungry.
Changing direction to an eatery, she bumped into Christiana.
'Sorry, I was not......'
'Sssh! Just shut it! You liar!'
Kemi suddenly realised who was talking and started to walk away before she was embarrassed. Fortunately for her, Christian did not continue.
As she ordered her food, she noticed a note on her shirt pocket. Removing it, she unfolded it.
'We see you. Meet us at the deep groove by 9pm or be dealt with.'
Signed Chairman, Pink bras.

'I guess that did not go well.'
Marcus looked at Debola and smiled.
'Come, you can't try and make me forget about this, she is ......'
'She is what to you?'
'She is a friend. My friend. I want to be there for her.'
'So? You can be there for her by comforting her, by giving her moral support, by leaving her alon. Why must you make it compulsory to make this investigation?'
'Tobi, leave him alone. Its her pussy that he is after!'
Marcus! You are pissing me off!
'So the truth pisses you off?'
Debola hissed and stormed out of the room.
'Now, my watch begins. Tobi, let's prepare, the war is about to start.'

'Lucia! Lucia!! Come out of your room!'
The banging on the door was loud enough to knock down a building, yet Lucia was uninterested. Her sorrows was heavy enough to suffocate herself and end her life.
She hated them. Kemi , Junior, her dad, her uncle. Everyone else who was precious and kind to her. Now they all hate her.


'She won't open up.' Maureen told Debola.
Debola could take Maureen out right there, hair scattered and all. Her almost white skin was as smooth as feathers and her eyes were pitch black with a sparkle. If not for the fact that Debola knew Lucia and knew that she was her sister, he could have mistaken Maureen for an American.
'Let me handle it.' He said as he moved close to the door. 'You can go.'
Or stay. Her lips were small and succulent.
Debola quickly shook some thoughts off his head as he sat down on the floor.
'Lucia, open up.'
Silence that followed was interrupted with tears.
'Lucia, I know how you feel. Or I don't, but I can imagine. Please listen to me.'
More silence.
'Do you remember the first time you walked to me for a handout? How I dismissed you and you left in anger? Then you later realised that you had created a bad impression and it was going to affect your relationships with others and your academics especially. You made an effort to repair it and that's how we become cordial.'
More silence.
'This time is the same, only that the stakes are much higher. You can go to prison for this and lose your status as a student and a free person. Yet I know that you are innocent.'
He paused.
'I feel it in my guts and I had seen the fellow who did it, only that I could not see his face. I want to prove you innocent, but I need your help. I need to know what you know and make moves. Lucia, I care for you as a friend. Maybe a bit more but as a friend first. I will stand with you no matter what.' His eyes were getting misty. I, I will trry and get you out of this. Even if its just me and you, I will do it. But I need .......'
The door opened.

Am sorry guys, I know that I missed yesterday.

I will try and make it up with two updates today

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Lucia looked as Junior left and picked herself up.
I can't believe that he did this to me! After everything we have been through! He cheated with other girls and I forgave him. He had stolen at a tuck shop and I quickly paid double for what he stole! And he comes to claim that we don't know ourselves enough! Is he mad?
Now more angry than ever, she saw a call coming through on her phone.
Who is this one now? She picked the call.
'Lucia.'
'Ehen? Who is this?'
She heard a sigh. 'Its Debola.'
'How can I help you? Abi you have come to pass your own judgement? Please be free to, I have had enough of you male folks.'
'Joke, stop it! Why are you attacking me like that? I called to know how you are doing and......'
'I am fine! Please leave me alone!' She cut the phone.



'Sir, can we talk? Privately?'
Prof Ilesanmi looked at Kemi with lustful eyes. I must have this cake too.
'Why not? Mr Adams, you can go.'
The young man besides her stood up and left the room, Prof following him out.
'Joke, tell anyone who asks after me that I an not around, I have gone out.'
'Including your wife, Sir?'
'Especially her.'

He walked back in and locked the door. Normally he would have left it open but that was before his wife pushed past his secretary and caught him humping down a girl.
His 'rock' of a wife unleashed all her strength that day, breaking his leg and causing the girl some serious scars. The news made the rounds that week and the girl had to withdraw from the school.
He cannot allow that to happen again.

'Sir, I have done what you asked of me. Now can you raise Bode's score?'
He felt his beard. 'Why do you care so much for this boy?'
'He is my boyfriend and I love him a lot.'
'Really?'
'Yes and I hated Lucia anyway.'
'So that's the reason?'
'Yes. You promised me sir. I did what you asked.'
'Not everything.' He looked squarely at her.'I want you.'
'Sir, its not possible. Bode is....'
'A cult member, I know. He can't touch me and if he truly loves you, he won't touch you too.'
'But, but.....'
'But what?'
'I can't be in a relationship with you sir!'
What an idiot! 'I did not ask for a relationship, I want the thing between your legs and those things jutting out of your chest.' He said, pointing at the 'items' he wanted.
'Sir, we can't.'
'Then I won't raise his score. Let him do anything he wants.'
She looked at him shyly.
'Just this once?'
Not once. Everyday. 'Just this once.'
She started to remove her blouse and he knew that he had gotten her.