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djbasket:
oga solo, nice work
actually i just stumbled upon this great work of art some days ago, started reading from part 1 and i'm not disapointed, oga solo you try.
If i catch that eve, eeehh e be like say she too don dey mad abi, well i'm not suprised she and her sister don get ''chin chin'' for head tey tey

.....Thanks bro, keep reading...

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Chapter 5 contd
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I never truly sleep where I wasn’t comfortable at a place so my night was filled with tossing around here and there, I couldn’t close my eyes for more than two hours straight and when I thought I heard the door being opened early in the morning, I got up. I slumped back into the bed after a few seconds of standing because I was really weak, effect of the long flight. It was jeg-leg and I hated to be in such a situation anytime I travelled. I tried once again and got up to my feet before and used whatever I could lay my hands on in the room for support till I got to the door. I left my room door and checked the other room just across mine which I assumed was Eve’ but found it to be locked. I checked the other one as it was a four bedroom duplex with a guest room on the grand floor. The room too was locked which frustrated me, I was hungry and really wanted to sleep.

I wondered where the evil woman would have gone to so early in the morning as it was just past five or thereabouts. I held the railings of the staircase for support and walked down slowly and continued with using the wall until I got to the kitchen which didn’t have a door. I opened the refrigerator to find it filled with milk and vegetables and fruits, and nothing one could eat that could hold water. I was even angrier at the thought and wondered the sort of food the dumb woman called me out to eat the previous night.

I took a pack of skimmed milk and a few biscuits that looked good to the eye before settling to eat. Eating gave me the opportunity to take a good look at the house; it wasn’t like the houses I had become used to back in Nigeria. The kitchen was more like a big room without any wall separating it from the living room which was quite cool. The dining was in the kitchen and the living room had few furniture but more of picture frames of Eve and other persons or abstract stuffs. There was an aquarium somewhere and the normal TV and sound system but I was surprised to find a play station there, other than that, there was nothing too fancy about the living room.

My room was just like any other but the difference was that I had drawers instead of wardrobes which I didn’t like of course but I couldn’t complain. It wasn’t my place and I had no plans to make it so. Ore soon took over my mind and I wondered how I was going to call her now without the permission of Queen Eve. It then occurred to me that I could use one of the social apps to do the calling, all I needed was a Wi-Fi connection and I was certain to have that in the house. I finally ate enough even if it wasn’t sufficient and discarded the wrappers before washing the cup. I returned to my room, pulled off my clothes and headed for the bathroom that wasn’t too difficult to find.

Eve’s items were all over the place which irritated me but I knew I had to shower though. I did as quickly as I could after brushing and returned promptly to my room. I cleaned u, got dressed and still Eve wasn’t back yet. I locked my door before falling asleep as soon as my back touched the bed. I woke up when sun was hitting the ground really hard, I got up immediately and wondered just how long I slept. The time was a few minutes past four which meant that I was out for more than ten hours, damn, that was quite a lot. I never slept for more than six hours no matter how tired I was the journey must have really taken a hit on my body.

I got out of my room and went down the stairs to find Eve engrossed reading a book. She pulled the book apart from her eyes as soon as I got down from the stairs and smiled, before saying,

“Finally you are up, I thought you were never going to leave that room.” I rolled my eyes and found a couch to sit on; I wondered why she thinks we were cool or something. I took a look at her again to find her watching me, which I thought was weird. She had been doing that since when we were in Nigeria, does she have to continue here and why in God’s name couldn’t she wear a decent cloth? Her boobs were practically spilling out from her vest or whatever it was but I felt nothing though even if I caught her grinning when she saw my eyes locked at her chest.

“When do we get to see your sister?” I asked.

“Oh, that would be soon, very soon but you have to eat something first before we find our way to her place.” She suggested like she actually cared.

“I am not hungry besides you have nothing edible one can eat.” She laughed and said,

“I do now though and I got you an adapter to charge your phone.” I gave a mocking smile and found the item where she said it was. I plugged the whole thing and set off to business but had to wait for the phone to juice a little.

“Wi-fi password?” I asked.

“Selena Gomez, with a space between the words.” She replied. I typed and logged in to see so many messages from a few friends but so much from Ore. I answered her messages and sent a few voice notes of how I missed her and all that without caring if Eve was listening. I then continued with my movies which I sorted according the actors and actresses I liked. I was on Russell Crowe before the travel so I continued with Gladiator, the movie that won him his only Oscar award. At some minutes past five, Eve stood up and went upstairs, I looked up as she did and found it difficult to return to my movie as I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. There was something behind her back, something really big compared to what I knew to be there before and I wondered how she was able to get such arse in a few years. Yes, I knew she worked out a lot and was probably out jogging in the morning but no workout could grow something like that. If I had to guess, I would say her arse would be around 38 – 40 inches which was quite decent. The arse was surely not natural and plactic surgery or fat grafting had to be the way she grew it.

I returned to my movie and a few minutes later, Eve returned wearing straight pants and a jacket which had a thick shirt behind it. I took my jean jacket and went with her to the garage without asking any questions. She got into her ford explorer and I did too, the other car in the garage was a Camry. She drove out of the drive way and headed towards an area I later knew as East Oak lake in North Philly, which was west of broad street. On our way, I saw really beautiful and amazing buildings, especially the sports complex. We got into the neighbourhood which had an array of buildings; we passed a few and stopped beside a bungalow.

She asked us to wait inside the car and I wondered why and thought it strange that she kept checking the time. We stayed there in the car for almost thirty minutes before she said we could open the door now. I saw a few groups of people outside and I hoped and prayed that no one notified the police of our unusual stay in the car but it didn’t seem so as most of them outside, close to us kept saying hello to Eve. She must be well known around her then, I thought. We stayed close to the car and while Eve’s focus was straight ahead of her, I was busy looking around and familiarizing with where Maddy stayed. A tap from Eve brought back attention and I didn’t need to ask why she called me back because just a few metres ahead of us was Maddy.

She was jogging and was on dark lycra pants with matching shirt and earphones to her ears. She didn’t look much different from the time we last saw but just as her sister, her hips were out far more outlined than I remembered and her thighs a little thicker. She didn’t appear to notice us or she did and didn’t give a hoot until she got really close and our eyes locked for a second. She stopped abruptly in her run and stood transfixed staring right back at me. She stood there like she had been hypnotized by me and I did the same as I didn’t how to react at that particular moment. She later started walking slowly towards me and I swear all of the good times we both shared came rushing back to my head and I felt like a fool for ruining everything.

As she walked, her eyes never left mine nor did they blinked at all which scared me. She stopped just inches from my face and kept looking into my eyes, she didn’t say anything and I didn’t too as I was just following my instincts. She attempted to touch me but withdrew but later withdrew her hand with a few drops of tears gathering around her eyes. At this juncture, people were staring which made me really uncomfortable. She tried once again to touch me but didn’t or couldn’t, after a few drops of tears fell from her face with me being unable to do anything or even utter a word, she turned abruptly and walked into her house without even looking at her sister. It was like Eve wasn’t there to her and everyone could see her except her.

I turned to follow her into the house as I wasn’t comfortable saying or doing anything due to the people watching but Eve held me back.

“Don’t go in with her except if you want to explain to the police why you would go into a woman’s place without an invitation. She has to invite you in or else she will call the cops. She has done that to me a few times which wasn’t cool at all even if I am her sister. You saw what she did to me?” Eve asked and I nodded.

“Good, now look me in the eye and tell me that you have nothing to do with what’s wrong with my sister.” Eve ordered but I didn’t do as she asked, I couldn’t because I knew now that I had everything to do with Maddy being a little crazy. I didn’t like her reaction and the lost look in her eyes like she had no life in her. This wasn’t going to be a quick fix as I had thought, I had a lot of work to do and it sure wasn’t going to be easy.

......Great to have you back bro....

WHIZKIDEFE:
Solomonbrown64, this story is captivating n lessons filled. You are good at what you do (writing) keep it up.. Let me use this medium to call on my broda who is a player, Joshuamoses101, come and learn o.

.....Big thanks...

nastynic:
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Solo!
Ur mamma born pikin..
Ride on abeg..
Ma cross leg self

....Lol...Thanks....

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Chapter 5 contd
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It took a while to drive out from the parking lot of the restaurant as I thought of what Eve just said, or rather the threats she just directed at me. I watched her turn around and leave having made her point, I so wanted to get back at her but I knew I couldn’t because from what she told me across the table, she does have the needed motivation and reasons to have come at me with such zeal and won’t stop until I had done the impossible. I could just turn around and leave and relocate somewhere and start afresh but that would just be a temporary solution as Eve might still be able to find me and even if she doesn’t, what about the loved ones I would leave behind?

She knew about Francess and the fraud which was hidden away, she knows about Ore and pretty much nearly everything about me. She has everything she could possibly have to ruin the life I would leave me behind. I had done irresponsible damage to the women I cared about whether directly or indirectly, including; Francess, Dotun and now Maddy, I couldn’t allow Ore into the mix, she has been more than a friend the past few months. I couldn’t allow her get ruined by a vengeful woman whose mind was surely just as broken as her sister’.

Despite the fact I knew the consequences of not adhering to her demands, I still couldn’t allow myself to be controlled and tossed around like a dog on a leach. I could argue back and forth that this Maddy’ condition if true wasn’t my fault but the truth was I had something to do with and should find a way of settling things before seeking for vengeance against Eve later. Yes, I planned to get back at her after I must have reunited her with her sister if that was possible. She would surely be vulnerable after that and that would be the best time to strike. She couldn’t just walk into my life; ruin everything about it because she believes I took her sister from her. That could be it; help with her trouble and then strike when she least expects but with what? That was the million dollar question but I was confident this time that I could find my way around this. I started my car and drove back home.

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The first week went by quickly and I was still yet to decide, not on the issue per say but in whose hands I was going to leave my business in. My secretary was one I trusted but not with administrative and managerial duties, so she was out of the picture. I had no assistant or whatever as I was never out for too long in any vacation but this was different as I had no clue on when I was going to return. I could have easily called my sisters but they both didn’t want to have anything to do with me at the moment as the revelations at the introduction still weighed heavily on their minds. I couldn’t blame them though because I didn’t think of the excuses or reasons they were going to give their husbands to allow them come help me manage my business.

So, family was out of it, I didn’t trust my friends and the one person I could call upon was Ore and lately we haven’t been on the same page, which was entirely my fault. After what Eve said the other day, I decided to stay away from her for the now even if that wouldn’t in any way going to remove her from the cards that could be played by the evil bittch but I just wanted to be away from her for now. She had called me severally to see me with me promising that I would come see her but never did because I didn’t want to in the first place. It was the weekend already and I knew that she would surely come over to my place as I had told her severally never to come see me in the office if it wasn’t for business purposes.

I closed from work that day really late, and came home to find Ore waiting for me in her work clothes. She was yet to change to something else despite the fact we both knew that I wasn’t going to drive her home that night and so, an overnight bag should be with her. Not changing to something erotic was her way of telling me that she was here to talk, not that it would have mattered anyway, I had promised myself not to sleep with anyone until I had solved the problem. I dropped my suit case and slumped to the nearest couch without even saying a word to recognize Ore’ presence.

“Lying isn’t enough, now you are going to act like you didn’t see me, huh?” She said in a soft voice that betrayed her cold face, which was funny. Ore was never the one to stay angry for long, especially with someone like me, she loved me too much and that was her weakness. I had used that knowledge to get a lot of things from her and might still be forced to use that card tonight.

“Don’t you feel uncomfortable on those clothes?” I asked referring to her suit and pants. She rolled her eyes and shook her head; I was doing what she hated most - ignoring her questions.

“It’s useless, I wonder why I keep trying even when it is glaring that you don’t even have an atom for respect for me talk more of feelings? I will just take my leave, there is fried rice in the cooler, help yourself.” She said, taking her bag and heading for the door. What she said did hurt me because I not respect or have just feelings for her; I cherished her more than anyone in my life presently.

“I could help with taking those clothes off, it’s been a while we did that.” I said just as she got to the door.

“Thanks but I can do that myself and my Love Machine has really been sufficient since your shaft has gone on vacation.” I laughed but she was serious and was already opening the door.

“Fine, let’s take a shower together and then we can talk.” She paused and after a few seconds, she closed the door and hurried up the stairs. I watched her butt bounced through her suit pant but just as the previous months, I felt nothing, no reaction or hardening, nothing. My mind has been programmed to react to the sight of just Dotun, it was something I did to myself and now I couldn’t seem to get out of it. There was no point joining Ore in the bathroom and when the time was right, I would fail to replace her big, lifeless object.

So, I waited for the shower to stop running and after I was certain that she would have worn something by now, I ran upstairs and found her brushing her hair. I took off my clothes and dumped them in the dirty bin before heading for the bathroom. I took my time there as I usually do when it involved washing my body and when I finally got out; Ore was no longer in the room. I heard the TV turn on and knew that she had gotten tired of waiting for me, this woman sure has patience. I got dressed and found my way to the living room, switched off the TV and took a seat close to her on the couch.

“Don’t ever say what you said to me again, it hurts to hear that from you. You know how much I care about you, don’t you?” I asked, pulling her to me in her silky night wear, she didn’t say anything though, just kept staring at the TV which was switched off.

“Alright, you want to know why I haven’t been available lately, here it goes.” I narrated the whole tale to her including the threats and all after which she came alive but she was angry now.

“How could she do all that to you because of the decision her sister chose to take?”

“She might not have any right to but I can’t deny my involvement in this; I actually caused this and if I don’t go along with her instructions, I will lose more. For now, she has lost what is most dear to her, which is her sister which makes her more dangerous and leaves me at a disadvantage. I have more to lose now and that will only motivate her to keep coming until she has completely ruined me and you will be taken along with the fiasco.”

“You have to fight her and not just do what she wants; besides I can take care of myself.”

“It’s more than that and I am sure you can see the big picture. I know her patterns now; she goes for one’s family first because she knows that’s what matters most to anyone before coming head on to finish the person. Ore, that psycho is the last person you want to mess with.” I said

“So, you are going to do what now, relocate to the states until you have been able to convince her sister to change her mind, that’s if she isn’t already nuts. What’s going to happen to you and your business?” She asked which was what I wanted in the first place.

“That is where you come in and is partly the reason why I have been avoiding you lately. I have no one to leave my business to pending the time I will return but I trust you enough to do that but the problem is that you can’t be helping my business and doing the same at your place of work. You have to pick one and it’s not….”

“…I will do it Solomon, don’t worry about that.” She announced.

“Are you certain, there is no…”

“I am. Fix this issue once and for all.” I was so touched that I cried that day. This was someone who I barely knew and apart from tearing the sheets, we had nothing in common but she was willing to do what my family couldn’t.

“Thank you, thank you so much.” I cried as I hugged her tightly and as soon as her boobs touched my chest, I jerked and that familiar roar of blood all gathering and moving to one place at the lower part of my body was back. My shaft came alive and we both know that the end was history. I made love to Ore that night not bang her as usually do and watched her sleep off only after the second round but I didn’t because I couldn’t.

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The second week was all about Ore resigning with the blessing from her manager and me showing her around the office and explaining in details the nifty- gritty of the business which she didn’t have a problem understanding any. She was genuinely upbeat about the whole thing and wanted to win this challenge. I on my own part wasn’t too happy about it but I notified Eve at the end of the second week. I had a U.S Visa already and only needed a ticket to wherever we were going to. I was certain Eve knew this which made her plans even easier.

She replied me two days later that she was ready too and had got us both tickets to Philadelphia and we would be using Lufthansa airlines. Departure time was Thursday, the third week, 10 a.m prompt and it was going to be a direct flight. I hated the whole agreement of the whole thing and the more fact that she paid for my ticket which was nearly a thousand dollars for a single person when I later found out. I was grateful for what she did afterwards.

On the said day, Ore drove me to the airport as she had moved to my house already and had resumed work at the office. She was with me all through the process of clearance and all that mumbo-jumbo at the airport with Eve watching us as we kissed and cuddled. Ore initiated most of them anyway, women stuff that shouldn’t be too surprising to most guys. Finally, we were good to go and our good-bye kiss took longer, I separated from her with her crying but I promised to return.

I got into the plane and wasn’t surprised to find out that we were to sit together. I was allocated the seat close to the windows and that was where I was throughout the journey because she didn’t talk to me and I didn’t too. We landed at Philly international airport and after going through the east gate from terminal A, another round of clearance began again which was tiresome. It took a while and once we were free to go, Eve called a taxi and gave the driver an address I was barely interested in as I just wanted to get this over with.

The drive was long, it took nearly three hours because the city was quite big and broad street where Eve stayed was a bit far from the airport. The house was in a residential area and the house detached from the rest. It was a cool neighborhood with lots of black kids around and other ethnic groups. The city was beautiful as I heard it was one of the oldest and important in American history. Eve paid the driver and greeted a few of her neighbours who were outside then. I didn’t and just followed her lead to the door, she got in and after locking the door, showed me my room upstairs. I locked my door and remained there till evening watching movies on my phone. Eve later called me for dinner but I refused to answer and after knocking a few times without an answer, resigned and ate dinner alone that night.

“Tomorrow, we will be visiting Maddy so better get your acts together.” She announced after doing the dishes and went to her room. I switched off my phone after killing the battery as I had nothing to use to charge it until I got an adapter to enable me use the U.S 220v against Nigeria’s 240v. I thought of how I was going to cope with the woman I hated more than anything and also how I would approach Maddy when I finally saw her the next day. I was anxious and rightly so.

ChizzyMaris:
Omg, omg, omg! Solomon you're the bomb! This story is just bae. I wish you were anywhere around Enugu or Owerri, We could go out on a casual date, and I would spoil you silly, at least, in appreciation for such awesomeness. Thank you so much!
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PS; I knew from the beginning that it had to be Maddy and her sister behind it all.
Such complicated creatures!

.. ..Damn, too bad I don't stay around there but i hope the offer still stands should you ever visit Lagos, lol.

......Thanks for reading.

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Chapter 5
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Disbelief
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Eve, Eve, Eve, Eve. The name kept ringing in my mind as I couldn’t explain why she would go through so much to see me suffer. Why she would leave the states and have me followed for so long for reasons that didn’t surpass me breaking her sister’ heart, supposedly anyway because we weren’t really dating per say. She played her game really well, putting her out of focus and making me dwell on Francess but I knew that it wasn’t just her; I had always known that someone else was involved but never actually thought it could be Eve.

Eve knew next to nothing about me except where I schooled and the programme I was undergoing in college but her thirst for whatever drove her to finding out very detail about things that really mattered to me. Well, I knew the person behind it now but I had no idea on what to do with the information, the only thing I could do was continue with her game and see where it leads. I moved from my standing position back to my chair and just slumped into it, I was clearly frustrated and completely out of ideas which has been the norm concerning this issue.

All this time, Francess had been quiet and busy watching me display my frustration. When I looked at her, her eyes were wet and few drops of tears gently went down her face. Why was she crying now, I really didn’t want to console another woman right now?
“What’s up with the face?” I asked, irritated.

“Everything is up with it, I really hate seeing you like this and I don’t how where to start in seeking forgiveness from but I had no choice in this, I would nev…”

“…That’s enough. Nothing you say can erase the words and lies you said against me, the deed is done and the effects of that day irreversible. I lost so many relationships that day and the very sense of belonging I had in this world. I have no father officially right now, no place in my family and of course, no recognition as an Osagie. I am a lost child and might remain so forever. You did more than just stop my marriage, you ruined me completely in all facets of my being, such things are hard to forgive, really hard to.”

“I didn’t think of the repercussions of what I did until I got home. I realized that I had just ruined a life just to save mine, it was something I couldn’t push away and I haven’t still forgiven myself, I won’t until you do.” She said with her eyes really wet now after she pulled off her glasses.
A woman who completely ruined me was demanding for something from me? Whether she was forced or not wasn’t my business, the fact was whenever I remembered the event which would surely hunt me for the rest of my life, I wasn’t going to see Eve’ face but Francess, so she had no right whatsoever to demand that I forgive her or not.

“Forgiving you will be my choice and doing that to yourself rests also on you alone, right now I can’t do it until I get to know why all this happened in the first place and I should have my answers in two days time, which is why you were here in the first place. You had eleven months to come here and explain things to me but you didn’t and only came here because you were sent. Look, I don’t want to lose myself at this moment, so just leave and never show your face around here again for whatever reasons. You have delivered your message, you can leave now.” I said coldly.

“Solomon, I …”

“Francess, please leave.” I demanded, cutting her off. She looked really hurt after what I said but I was having no regrets on anything and I wasn’t going to apologize. She sniffed and wiped her tears before standing, she gave me one last look of regret before walking towards the door.

“I may have hated you for how you played me but I would never have thought of such a cruel way to get back at you. The photos of you crying beside your car are with me, I kept copies to continually remind me of what I did to the one I once loved more than any other. The effects of what I did might hunt you forever but the stage play which was carried out by me will also hunt me till I leave this earth; it’s not just you who feels the pains, I do and will always do.” She stopped and suddenly said before leaving quickly.

She was hurt, I knew and the tears she shed that day was just her conscience tearing her apart, Francess was not the vengeful type, never was but I had to say the truth. Well, Francess was out of the picture now; it was time to face the real bittch behind my pains –Eve.

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The next two days before the meeting with Eve had to be my worst when it came to being anxious. Christ! I was restless and couldn’t get anything right. I drown a lot of bottles of sprite and I feared for my sugar level. Work hardly got done, most times; I had to give my secretary more duties than she was paid for. I barely ate and couldn’t seem to close my eyes for more than two hours. The day finally came and found at the location twenty minutes before time. The restaurant was just about five minutes drive from my estate which meant that Eve was still staying in her father’s place which made things really easy for her to tail me; our estates weren’t too far apart.

I looked around and wasn’t too surprised not to find her there. I bought two meat pies and decided to go for water because of the sugar I had consumed the past few days. I took a seat close to the glass panes which would make it easy for me to see when she finally decides to come. I was on the second pie when I saw a lady which I refused to believe was her emerged from a range rover. I refused to believe because this woman looked taller even if she wasn’t on heels but that wasn’t the strange thing, it was her hips; they were much more out than the last time I saw them. She appeared out to have added much weight which made her new shape even more mysterious. Her boobs were the same and as usual, she never failed to show the whole world how firm they were. She was on a vest of some kind which displayed more than enough of her boobs but a jacket did enough to hide her nips. She wore a tight pant that went with thumbs, a bag was on her left hand and her hair which was cropped low last I saw her now had a wig on it; fringe style.

She opened the door, saw me and walked over to my end. On a normal day, I would have been on my feet as soon as I saw her and opted to bring out her chair but this wasn’t your usual date, I was actually forced here so I remained where I was, paying attention to my pie other than the woman in front of me.

“Can’t you help a lady with the chair?” She asked in her foreign accent which strangely irritated me. I acted like I didn’t hear her and continued watching the programme. She soon got tired of waiting for me to be a gentle man and took her seat. She pulled off her sunglasses and then said,
“You have really changed, haven’t you? Seeing you via photos just aren’t the same in person, you really look good for someone who was only crying a few weeks ago, the chocolate loins of Ore must have something to do with it.” Her words brought my attention to her but I wasn’t surprised one bit at what she said, I had gone past being surprised at what she knew about me.

“Surprised?” she asked, grinning and taking a sip from my bottle of water.

“Why are you doing this, wasting your life over something that was never your business?” I instead said and her eyes took her a new look, her eyes seem to have caught fire.

“How dare you look me in the eye and utter such nonsense, how dare you? You good for nothing non-entity who only had only a dick and used that effectively to get whatever you wanted from my sister and later you discarded her after using her, after she gave you her heart and then you sit there and ask what’s my business in all this? Shitt, I could break that fvcking jaw of yours right now?” She suddenly said which surprised me greatly. I was embarrassed for us both because her voice kept rising as she spoke and naturally, heads turned to look at us which wasn’t cool at all.

“The fvck is wrong with you, why are you screaming?” I hissed at her but she didn’t look to be moved, it felt more like she wanted the attention.

“Wipe that smirk off your face and tell me why you have spent the last seven years of your life tailing me?”

“You still ask, after ruining my sister’ life and making her resent the world she lives in, including her own family?” Eve answered and suddenly started crying, this woman was surely a character.

“I still don’t understand.”

“Are you dumb? No, you aren’t, you are just wicked and heartless for you not to have known that my sister lost her mind after what you made her pass through.” She screamed yet again but that wasn’t what bothered me, it was what I just heard.

“…Lost her mind?”

“Yes, her mind is broken and that has made her reject her family for no reason at all other than she wants to be left alone and that was the last time she ever spoke a word to me or my Dad. Do you honestly know how it feels to be in the presence of your sister and she doesn’t seem to know that you are there, do you know how that feels?”

“Wait, do you mean to say that Maddy has gone nuts?” I asked, still confused.

“No, she seems to be aware of what goes on around her and still carry out normal activities and even get to work once in a while but has just refused to speak to us or recognize us as family. Psychologists can’t seem to explain it and that is partly because she has refused to see any as she continually claims to be sound in mind, which is true. She just seems to be in her new state of mind when it involves us and that has everything to do with you.” She ended her speech.

“I am sorry about what befell your sister but I had nothing to do with it.”

“Say that again and I solemnly swear to break your jaw?” she hissed.

I chuckled at what she said because it was really amusing for her to think that she could harm me,
“Look, I don’t care what you think but I and Maddy never dated or something, we were just fvck buddies. I loved her beyond that and made this known to her but she always laughed it off and made me look stupid. It was pretty frustrating and I waited for her to have a change of mind but that didn’t seem to happen and that forced me to look outside for love. I loved Maddy but that didn’t to be seemed to be the case with her and I can’t be blamed for her making decisions that had I nothing to do with, even if such decisions include turning her back on her family.”

Eve laughed after what I said; I mean a really good laugh which made me really doubt her sanity,

“Dude, you have got to be joking about what you just said. You have everything to do with it and you will fix the situation. This is what you are going to do; you will leave your fvcking business and come with me to the states in the next three weeks and find a way to return my sister back to the one I knew before you came into her life. Failure to do that will…” I had had enough of her threats and stood up to leave. She followed me as quickly as she could; she caught up with me just before I got into my car and said,

“You have no family to fall back on and the only thing that has kept you sane which is your business can also be destroyed by me. Should the three weeks elapse, I will come for you with all I have got and ruin you and the one joy you have in Ore. Test my patience at your own peril, three weeks Solomon, three fvcking weeks? You know how to contact me when you realize you have nowhere to turn.” She turned and got into her car after her threats, leaving me with a hard choice to make.

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I couldn’t sit after asking my secretary to send the liar in. I started walking back and forth past my chair close to the window as I usually do whenever I was agitated or restless. I was getting ready but I had no idea of what I intended to do when I eventually saw her. Soon, I heard the door being opened annoyingly slowly and then the sight of a straight leg in a three inch heel, then the rest of her body showed up. She was on glasses as usual, wearing a dark-green gown that ended just after her knees. Her face was covered halfway with the weird hairstyle she was sporting and I wondered how she was able to see. Her cautious approach to entering the office was probably due to the fact that she might be thinking I was going to throw something at her or do something stupid like that. I wasn’t planning to even if I really wanted to bash her head on the wall.

She came in without closing the door and calmly studied me for a moment while I gladly stood still, giving her all the time in the world to be certain that my hands were free of hurling items and I wasn’t going scale through the big wooden table in front of me and strangle her to death. No, I wasn’t James Bond. She closed the door after she was satisfied I couldn’t hurt her in less than a second but still didn’t move an inch from where she was. I remained where I was with my fingers tapping the table in anticipation of what my instincts might make them do.

“Solomon, before you do something I know isn’t part of you, just grant me audience for a few minutes and then I wouldn’t blame you for what you might do next.” She said in a hoarse tone. As she been crying?
I didn’t say anything, just kept my gaze on her,
“Do I have your word that you won’t try to harm me until I am done with what I have to say?” She asked with her right hand around the door knob and against everything screaming no inside of me, I nodded and pointed to the chair in front of me.

She was skeptical at first and didn’t want to want to leave the safety of the door which forced me to leave behind my desk and walk towards the water dispenser, showing her my hands were free. It would have been funny if it wasn’t the tension in the room. She walked really fast towards the chair afterwards, turned it around to face me before taking her seat. She kept her bag on her thighs and brought out a brown folder and threw it at me. I caught and opened it with my eyes still on her as I didn’t trust her one bit, perhaps she was here to find something she could still use against me.

Inside the document were photos of me in different locations ranging from six, seven years back when I was just through with school and had started work with the oil company. The day I was given award for my punctuality and days I was with friends and colleagues. Photos of I and some of the women I scored before I faced Ore squarely, hers too were included. Our time together at the mall at silverbird, even at the gate of her house. My time with Dotun at her boutique and nearly everywhere we went during our dating period, the one which surprised me most was the one that showed me crying just beside my car after I found out that she was getting married.

The photos shocked me to my very core and how I was able to stop my knees from giving way was a miracle. I didn’t need a chilled drink or a drive for my adrenaline to return to its normal state this time. How have I been watched and followed for so long and I had no idea whatsoever, just how much does this woman knows about me, I mean she even knows the lists of my clients for that matter? How was I so dumb not to have thought of after the formal letter issue? I was too shocked to speak and wondered what this demon in front of me still had in her locker that she could plan to use against me whenever she saw fit. What did I do to deserve this?”

“What else do you have against me, me, sleeping with women or what?” I asked, clearly frustrated as I threw back the folder at her. She caught it but kept it on my desk before she answered me.

“I have nothing against you anymore as I have done my part in all this.” She replied which left me confused.

“How do you mean?”

“I had completely forgotten about you and moved on as I got a good paying job in one of the oil firms in port-harcourt. I decided against going into another relationship until I was able to make a name for myself in that organization but something happened in my second year there. There was a fraud in which I was implicated because I signed some documents that involved delivery of about thirty tankers, all with capacities of thirty-three thousand litres to another company instead of the one we had contract with. The perpetrators of the act were caught and because I signed without thorough check, I was among them and almost trialed but my name was somehow cleared. The issue was swept under the carpet due to the intervention of my Dad and a few persons in the state government.

I had forgotten about the issue until about fourteen months ago while in my office, a tall, dark, beautiful woman came by to see me. I didn’t know her and thought she was here for business as I had been promoted to marketing manager but instead she wasn’t. She said she knew of our relationship back in school and would like me to help carry out some attacks on you for not only ruining her life but also that of her family. She wanted payback and wanted me to be a part of that plan but I wasn’t interested and told her plainly that I didn’t want to be involved in her personal vendetta against you. She smiled and took it in good faith and left my office. I thought that was the end of everything but I was wrong because three days later, she sent me a mail containing proofs that I was more than a spectator in the forgotten fraud issue and whether I knew what I was doing or not, I should be in prison with the rest of the thieves.

I didn’t know where she got wind of those documents and the fact that she claimed to have some right activists who would pursue the issue until I was jailed was enough for me to know that she wasn’t bullshitting. She meant every word and that forced my hand to partner with her with whatever she had in mind for you. Some days later, I met with her at a restaurant and she showed me some of those photos of how she had been tailing you over the years and had good information that you were set to marry. Truthfully, I was hurt at the news but I wouldn’t have done those things I did if I wasn’t cornered. She told me where to meet her in Lagos when I arrived and two weeks later I did and found my way to that party or feast or something.

She was certain you would be there and truly you were. It was good to see you again after so long but seeing you with that tall woman made me jealous and I so wanted to hurt you for what you did to me. She warned me against bringing any car and instead go with a taxi as you were very smart. All went well and you didn’t find me, I returned to workplace after her plan of making you nervous until the day set for your introduction. She told me the words to say and what I was supposed to do when I got to your house, her passion to see you in pains was one I had never seen before.

The day came and everything went according to plan, I was free but I felt bad after what I did and couldn’t eat for days. That was the last time I heard from her until two weeks ago when she asked me to come to your place and deliver this message to you for you to know who had been behind your misery. She asked me to tell you to meet her at sweet sensations at abule-egba or something along that line in two days time, at three in the afternoon. She wishes to see you concerning something. I really don’t know what you did to her to have warranted such wickedness but then I didn’t know much about you even if I thought I did.”

I was quiet after what Francess just said as I had always known that this whole thing just wasn’t her but then I couldn’t ever remember dating anyone who was dark and tall for so long to have hurt her to a level that she would go this far to destroy me.

“And this vengeful woman of yours never told you her name?” I asked.

“She did once but it was only a name, not her full name as she didn’t want me to know anything about her. She said her name was Eve and said it would ring a bell. She told me to remind you of the busty Eve should you have had another relationship with someone of the same name.”

Eve, like Maddy’s sister, why would she do all this and why would she say that I destroyed her life and that of her family? It didn’t make any sense and I wondered what I had gotten myself into. What did I do or better still, what did Maddy do after our breakup, did she do anything rash or worse still, committed suicide? I hoped that wasn’t the case else Eve will never stop in her bid to destroy me. Christ, why did I ever get myself involved in this player stuff, why?

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I had never felt so much pain before in my existence; my heart felt like it had been pulled out of my chest. I loved that woman but I didn’t how much until I saw her kiss that guy. It felt horrible seeing them together but then I knew I had to move on but how long it would take me to, was the problem. When would I ever be able to find someone like her again; tall, sexy in every ramification including her legs, intelligent as well as someone that understood me but didn’t know me enough as I had had thought?

I might have expected her to fight for me but hearing the things Francess said with me just as the audience was quite different from hearing that in front some of your family members and relatives. It was disgraceful as well as heartbreaking and the experience was enough to make anyone commit suicide especially since most folks didn’t know she was still a virgin and would all have concluded she was fvcking a sodomite or even carrying out the same abominable practice on her.

I couldn’t possibly blame her for cutting ties with me and deciding to have anything to do with me. I was a flawed image and if I truly loved her, I would let her be and allow her enjoy her marriage whether she made the right choice or not didn’t matter. I was the wrong person to judge her on that. I cleaned my face and got into the car, I couldn’t return to the office I knew that and I didn’t want to go home. I took my phone and dialed Ore,
“Hey, you home?” I asked in a hoarse voice.

“I am. Are you alright?” She asked in return.

I didn’t answer and simply dropped the call and driving into the road. I drove like a maniac especially when I got to the express, my adrenaline was on a whole new level and I needed a chilled carbonated drink badly to calm me down. I wanted to blame myself for all this but at the same time I knew it wasn’t entirely my fault. Francess and her crew had blame in this too and the fact that I couldn’t find them was one of the reasons for my frustrations.

Driving like someone on drugs to vent my frustration was one of the few good things I learnt from my Dad. I had seen him do that a couple of times and I was usually impressed with the way he glided around potholes expertly and overtook countless vehicles on the road. Let’s just say he wasn’t a patient man and saw competition in everything. He hates it when a car overtakes him and would do all in his power to get that car behind him. One day he got involved in one of those silly competitions and the other driver was dumb enough to take him on. Well, my Dad won and the other driver ran into a street light but he survived. My Dad didn’t stop to check the damage he had just caused but at least that was the end of his frustration.

My Dad was crazy at times and putting his three kids in danger for a silly race was one of those but I fell in love with that act. Unlike my Dad, I never carried it out when anyone was on board with me but only while alone and during inter-state travel which was almost every Sunday. I changed my routine that day drove without any care in the world or the fear of the police until I found my way to wemco, Ogba. I parked in front of Ore’ building and got in before locating her apartment. I knocked and in less than a second, she opened. She was on her usual house wear – shorts and a sport bra that showed a flat tummy.

I got in and crashed on the chair without pulling off my footwear and just stared at the ceiling.
“Solomon, what’s wrong with you and why are your eyes red?” Ore asked as a little kid would. I ignored her and just continued with my gaze like starring there will help me. She sat close to me, running her fingers through my hair and asked a second time but I still refused to answer. She sighed and rested her head on my shoulders pending the time I was ready to talk.

“I need a bottle of sprite.” I whispered and she got up, tied a wrapper and left her apartment to get what I asked, apparently she didn’t have it at home. I took that opportunity to get my shoes off and kept them where they should be. She returned soon and gave me what I asked and without much ado, I gulped the whole thing and discarded the bottle myself. All this time, Ore was watching me like a TV program.

“Are you ready to talk now?” She asked.

“How is work and relationship?” I asked instead.
“Don’t do that, I asked first.” She retorted and I kept quiet. She noticed this and gave in.

“Fine, work is going well, I am up for promotion soon but in terms of relationship, you have to be specific.” Her reply made me chuckle.

“What do you mean by I have to be specific and by the way, congratulations on your would be promotion.” She whispered thank you before saying,

“I am in so many relationships, including one with you.” She teased.

“Common, I meant the one with your boyfriend.” Her countenance changed immediately I said that,
“I am uhm… we are no longer dating. I just got fed up of waiting for him to propose and still he wouldn’t fvck me, the relationship was sinking and I decided to end the whole thing.”

“I am sorry about that, I know how that feels.” She raised her eyebrows and asked,

“Oh, you do now, you this player.” I smiled,

“You are just a sex freak, I am sure it wasn’t just about the whole proposal thing.”

“Nice work but you forget how much I know you, you can’t go round this, tell me what’s wrong.” I sighed and decided to talk, I told her everything and as expected after I was done, she was quiet. She was like that for some minutes, just quiet and looking at the TV but I knew her mind wasn’t there.

“Alright, what do you intend to do now? Are you going to avenge what happened or you will just get your life together and get another woman who doesn’t care about what is past?” She later asked.

I stood and started walking around the living room which wasn’t as big as mine.
“That’s what is so complicated, reason being that I cannot avenge my loss because I have no clue on where to find the woman. Also, I can’t be with another woman because I am in the right state for it now and frankly, I don’t want to. I will just focus on work and try to build a brand for my company, I am done with love and women for now, that area haven’t been much good for me.”

I had barely completed my last sentence before I felt the palm of Ore on my cheek. It stung and hurt really bad, her hand could be really hard,
“Don’t you ever say that again, if anything I have always been there for and surely I wouldn’t have made such hasty decision if I was your precious Dotun. So much for wanting someone you had history with.” She said and left to one of the rooms in the house, banging the door and leaving me with my hand to my cheek.

What just happened shocked me as I wasn’t expecting such from her, did she break out of her relationship because of me? I hope she didn’t because in truth I was done with love for now. I have been the victim of pain and all kinds of emotional aches the past few months. I have been depressed and de-motivated especially after the event earlier that day but yet I am still tagged as the villain anywhere I found myself. I grew angry at the thought of how nearly everyone I loved had turned their back on because of what I was wrongly accused of but Ore didn’t. Her bone of contention was that I didn’t see her more than a woman in heat and that was true as our relationship was based on no strings attached.

I might have meant what I said but I didn’t mean to hurt her, I was getting tired of doing that. I walked to the room whose door was nearly pulled out of its hinges. I knocked but got no answer, I gently opened it to find Ore sitting on the bed, crying. I joined her on the bed and pulled her to me,
“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I was only speaking my mind. Stop with the tears now, I hate seeing you like this.” I said but the tears didn’t stop, only increased which greatly irritated me. I didn’t know what else to say and knew that kissing her or any of such things will only make matters worse.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked out of frustration.

“Look at me and tell me I was nothing but a intimacy gadget to you.” She blurted out. Damn, this woman was an emotional wreck I thought. Of course she wasn’t and she knew but she just wanted to force me to say I had feelings for her and the discussion will sway to why I didn’t go for her and instead went for the woman who dumped me and all that. I didn’t want that, not now.

“It’s always about you right, all the time. You just want to rub it on my face that I made the wrong choice and your predictions came to pass. Well, it did and I am impressed at your fore sight but I won’t sit here and watch you ruin what we have, I won’t.” I said, turning the whole thing on her as I was getting tired of taking the blame for everything. I stood up to leave and was already at the door when she called me back, amazingly, she had also stopped crying.

“Solomon, I am sorry for being so selfish. I was …I was just jealous, that’s all, nothing more, I am sorry.” I stopped after her apology and returned to the bed.

“I knew you were, but its fine, it’s nice to know I can still make a woman jealous after my new image.” She laughed and cuddled beside me.

“Can we just remain like this, please, no more talks or questions.” She nodded and we remained that way till I slept off in that position.

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I and Ore’ relationship changed from that day and it saw us in each other’ company but it wasn’t a romantic relationship nor a sexual one, just individuals who enjoyed being with each other. She helped greatly in helping me forget what transpired a few months but just like the analogy a friend gave me while in high school, he said,
“When you take a man to the village square and accuse him of stealing in front of everyone and then he tagged as a thief even without substantial proof and the man’s pleas that he isn’t. From that day, he is seen as a thief and even when they finally find the real culprit behind the stealing and the accusation off him, his new image of a thief cannot be easily erased and might never be. For long as that man lives, he will still be seen as a thief amongst his people.”

That was the same thing that happened to me but I had Ore by me, it was something. Two months after I got the strange message on my phone and eleven months after the whole introduction saga, I was in my office when my office line rang and my secretary telling me that a certain Francess Ehi was here to see me. I was taken by surprise and asked her to repeat what she just said, she did and different emotions ran through me but one hormone was on rampage and it wasn’t the good one. My adrenaline was out and excitedly, I urged her to send the client in. I was unusually pumped and I feared the worst.

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Chapter 4
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My Stalker
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“…From today, you are no son of mine, I renounce you as my son…” were the last words I heard from my Dad as I was unable to hear the words leaving his lips earlier. My mind was far away. His announcement brought a scream from the lips of my mother and that action pushed me to get into my car and leave.

I didn’t care about my Dad’ opinion of me and his renouncement of his first son , that wasn’t my headache then, I was looking for a way to get back the woman that gave my life meaning again. The woman who had just been hurt and eternally embarrassed by the lies of another I had something with. I had to find a way to even the scales or at least speak with her, a single audience with her could change the whole thing but I had her mother to contend with. I had to try though.

I couldn’t call her immediately as I knew she wouldn’t pick as she was still likely in pains. I drove home with a void in me and settled down to another round of sprite. I sat on my couch completely lost and still in shock at what had just happened a while ago. I thought Francess knew too much about me that I never told her and very few persons knew. She knew that my family were devoted Christians and had to bring up the most despicable things concerning sex to ruin me completely. It was a very efficient plan and got the job done as I had nothing to use to defend myself. Even if I had something to use to counter her, it was my word against a woman who was playing the victim card well.

It was just like the event that occurred in my third year at school, I lost two beautiful in one day and just today, I lost my family and the perfect woman for me. The woman I had waited for like forever and I just had to ruin everything because of my past that has refused to leave me. Perhaps, I should have told Dotun a little about my horrible past but instead I denied being a player, just a guy unlucky with women. The thinking that I could always find a way around things, that I could always get away with anything has not only caught up with me but also ruined me.

I slept off thinking of the way out, thinking of what words I could use in erasing the pains and trauma Dotun might have and still be passing through right now. I woke up due to the heat early the next morning and decided to visit the bathroom. As I prepared to take my bath, I called Dotun not once, not twice, not thrice but she refused to pick. I stopped after the tenth call and resorted to text messages, which I never got a reply to. I managed to shower and it was longest ever as the image of Dotun in tears kept replaying in my head. The running water couldn’t seem to wash it off and I hated myself that moment, I hated myself for hurting her, I hated myself for entangling myself with something that stupid – being a player.

I had only thought of the pains I caused Dotun, how about my mother who taught she had raised a good child, a great one and not a sodomite. My dad will have his time teasing and mocking her, I had just given him another reason to hurt her emotionally. What was I thinking when I decided to play not just any pretty, sexy girl but equally intelligent ones. If I wanted to go the bad way, why didn’t I go for dumb ones who were swayed by money? If I wanted just womanliness, why didn’t just go for the classy runs girls than ruining my future because of my flawed choices?

I slid down the bathroom wall and sat there, letting the water wash over me as I thought of my next course of action. I didn’t want to think about the previous night as the deed was done and I couldn’t possibly do anything to change it. Trying to pull of the images of that afternoon now melted to the skull of everyone present that day will be askin to crying over spilled milk. I couldn’t also pull any vengeful stunt on Francess as I knew I couldn’t possibly locate her. She could be anywhere across the country right now or even beyond the borders. She had waited for the right moment and struck with devastating accuracy while all I could do was watch. The only thing I could do was try to get Dotun to see me, even it was for the last time.

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I didn’t go to church that Sunday because I didn’t think I had any reason to, my life was back to being the meaningless cycle I thought I had found a way around, well until the previous day. I later left the bathroom when I was sure there was little or no water in the tank anymore. I tried calling Dotun again and still she didn’t pick. That Sunday went with me calling and texting with no replies from neither platform. I got to work the next day, dejected and miserable and managed to go through the day’s work without putting my frustration on any of my employees. I closed early in the hope that I would find Dotun at her boutique but she wasn’t there, I knew she would be at home and drove down there.

The gate which was always opened was now locked. I knocked anyway and the gate man answered, an ibo man who was really lazy. As soon as he opened, I tried to get in but he stopped my walk by blocking the entrance.

“Baba, I wan enter na, make I pass.” I said, surprised at his behavior like he didn’t know me. He shot me a glare after I said that before replying me,

“You get house for here wey you wan enter abi whick kind yeye talk be that.” He said which shocked me,

“ Baba, we dey fight?” I asked,

“I no no that one, all I know be say madam say make I no allow you enter this compound again, say she no wan see you for here. I no no wetin you do am but the way that small rat dey shout for my head that day, that girl wey no senior my last born use my eyes see that day because of you eh. Make I no talk too much, just no carry your legs waka come here again, I no want wahala, abeg.” He said, raising his voice a bit as he spoke. I nodded and turned around because I didn’t want to cause a scene.

If Helen was the one who directed him not to let me in, then the situation must be worst than I had feared. Her mother must have gotten to her and made her see the errors of her ways. I sighed deeply and got into the car, defeated.

I continued with my routine of calls and texts for the next two weeks until I started getting the reply that her phone was switched off, blah, blah. I had stopped going to her place of business because she was never there and the girls were getting tired of telling me the same thing everyday. I went at odd times even early in the mornings but had no successs finding her.

After the replies of her phone being switched off, I gave up because she wasn’t relpying me on social media and later blocked me on all platforms after my numerous messages. I didn’t know her church and wasn’t friends with anyone who was close to her. Everything looked blink and slowly, I realized that I had finally ruined another blossoming relationship by my own antecedents, something that had slowly become my trademark.

Losing Dotun wasn’t the worst that was to come though or ruining another relationship but the fact that I started receiving official letters from some corporations that they were sorry they had to terminate any contract they had with me because they couldn’t do business with a flawed image. Yes, a flawed image, that was what most of them used, while a few actually used the word, gay. I didn’t know what to do then, either to cry or laugh at my seemingly unending misfortunes over one month. I, Solomon a gay? Is this how low Francess or whoever was behind this would go just to destroy me?

All wasn’t lost though because a week after the inflow of the official letters accusing me of what I was not, I got a visit from Ore. I wasn’t expecting her and was a bit happy to see her even if I would have wished it was Dotun instead walking through that door. She had her usual light-the-room-kind-of smile on her face and took her seat in my office before I even asked her to.

“Are the rumours true?” she asked almost immediately
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“What rumours?” I asked, confused.

“Well, that you are bisexual or completely gay.” She said which didn’t shock me.

“And where did you get wind of this?” I asked.

“Do you really have to ask me that? I got the info for our manager who told me and we both laughed over it. He said he wasn’t going to cancel the company’s contract with you even though some of his friends that had dealings with you thought otherwise. It was then I realized just how far you have gone in this business of yours in such a short time. So, are the rumours true?”

“Of course not, it’s just someone I hurt way back in school getting back at me. She was just out to ruin my forthcoming marriage and sadly, she succeeded.”

“Wait, wait, wait, did I just heard you say marriage?” She asked, surprised.

“Yes, I had my introduction about three weeks ago and that was when hell broke loose. I lost everything I really cared for that day.” I replied not looking at Ore to see the scowl and rage in her eyes as I was speaking. I noticed her silence and finally saw her reaction which made me ask.

“ What is it?”

“So, I meant nothing to you when you were screwing me left and right when you were actually planning getting married behind my back?” She asked which made me chuckle.

“I haven’t screwed you or whatever for months now since I got serious with the lady, besides you had your own boyfriend. I really don’t understand why you are angry.” She hissed after what I said and left my office in a foul mode. I just laughed which was the first in several weeks and took my phone to call my previous manager.

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Nine months after the whole saga at my introduction, I was yet to get across to Dotun and painfully tried to forget her but it was useless. I settled back to business as well as cleared things with Ore without fvcking her. I was done with that life. I got new clients though even if the contracts couldn’t be compared with the ones that terminated but it was something.

I was in my office one weekend as work was the only thing that took my mind off my numerous failures with women when it mattered most when a text came in, it was from a private number and the contents of the marriage was the address of a wedding involving Dotun. I still don’t know why I left but I did anyway and found my way to Yaba. I got to the venue late but I was at the moment when the individuals were exchanging vows. Standing with there at the left of the priest was Dotun in a beautiful wedding gown and at the right was her tall, dark new charmer in a blue suit.

She finally found her man in such a short time but then I knew from experience that most women are most vulnerable when just coming out of a failed relationship. Watching the both of them kiss broke my heart and I carried my miserable self back to where I parked a bit far from the church. I held my tears all through the walk back to the car but released them as soon as I got there. I had lost the only woman meant for me, the love of my life was gone from me forever and it was my entire fault. Nothing could be compared to such a loss, absolutely nothing.

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Dotun later called that evening to know how the meeting went and with difficulty, I lied that all went well. I hated lying to her and had seldom done up until then but that I had to do because it was necessary. I threw the third bottle of sprite to the thrash and decided to start with my plans immediately. I drove back to the venue of the feast which had already been concluded so I wasn’t surprised that I didn’t see the vengeful being there. I saw a few pastors and church officials there but decided to start with the security guards as I didn’t want strange looks from those people should I ask if they had happened to see any one that looked like Francess.

I went to the security personnel in charge of the provincial centre, I asked for us to be alone before I started with the questions. I greeted him in our unique way of doing so in our church before going straight to the point,
“Sir, I am sorry to bother you at this hour but I will need your help in this matter, please.” He nodded before folding his hands which gave me the go-ahead.

“I invited a young woman who should be in her late twenties or thereabout. She was on a black gown with that shiny stuff on it; she was also on glasses too. I need to know if you saw here after the event because she doesn’t know this area well as she was on a business trip from Rivers but just decided to be here due to our close friendship. I had an emergency call and had to leave a while ago but told her to wait for me only for me to return now and she is nowhere to be found. I have called her lines and searched for her around but there seems to be no breakthrough, please did you by any chance see this woman leave here, please it’s very important.”

I pleaded with the man and hoped that the man bought the story which he did and said,
“I think I saw the woman you described, I think because the lady seemed to actually know what she was doing unlike what you said about her being new to this place. There were lots of cars and very few people came on foot, she was one of those who didn’t come with a car which was the reason why I was able to see her in the first place.
She greeted us just as you did which means that is likely a member but that’s not the point, I saw her hail a taxi not too far from our post before getting in which suggests she knew where she was going and she was doing. So, I don’t think you should be too bothered, she might be heading to a place where she doesn’t want you to know or something like that. I am certain she will call you, don’t let your mind be troubled, I am sure you know how women are.”

I nodded and thanked him before taking my leave. Damn, Francess wasn’t playing around with me; she was truly out to destroy me by all means possible. She didn’t come with any car because she didn’t want to be traced through any means which leaves me with nothing to use to get to her. I had no phone number I could her with, no knowledge of any social media accounts that I knew of and no address whatsoever. Even while we dated, I had no clue where she lived and never bothered to ask because I could never visit her. I was in the dark and right where she wanted me to be, Damn it! I screamed, hitting the steering wheel of my car and nearly breaking my wrist in the process.

How could I find this woman was what occupied my mind for the next few weeks but just like the day I saw her, I had no breakthroughs. She was clean and left nothing for me to use to get to her, she wanted to be the one controlling everything, something she had always enjoyed doing. I couldn’t ask for her records to be searched through in U.I to have her address given to me. No, I couldn’t, I wasn’t that connected yet.

I tried my best not to let my frustration show as the days rolled by and the date for introduction drew closer. Dotun never suspected for once if something was wrong which was good for me. I didn’t want to see anything hurt her but if I was unable to find anything to stop Francess then I should kill her because I knew that day would turn out to be horrible for the both of us especially her. I thought of moving the date of the intro but if I had to, there had to be a solid reason for that, and that I didn’t have then. So, I watched as the day grew closer and closer until I drove that Saturday to where my mum was staying, where the whole thing would take place.

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I greeted my mum, Dad, my beautiful siblings and a few relatives who graced the occasion. I didn’t want those people there but mum said that it was important that they were for reason best known to her. Dotun arrived with her mum, elder brother and a few family members. We all exchanged greetings and soon it was time for the show to begin and that was when everything crashed, that was the moment my world fell apart right in front of me and I could barely do anything to stop it.

We were stopped; actually my Dad had to stop his speech because of the loud screams of a woman outside who was seeking to be let in.
“Let me go, let me go, you filthy human and address your useless master.” Were her exact words, while people were surprised as to who was that, I knew who it was?

Now as soon as I got into the compound, I warned the dude at the gate not to allow a woman that looked like Francess in. I described her perfectly for him not to miss her but what I didn’t expect was her to force her way in by pushing the gate against the man as soon as the man opened it to find out who was there. Francess used that as an avenue to get in and the rest was history.

I thought of going out to stop her but doing so would only add fuel to a raging flame, I decided to stay put and let my Dad do the job of finding out what was wrong. Francess seeing my Dad and not me quickly changed tactics and started weeping so hard, my Dad was forced or I would use moved to let her in and explain to all what was wrong which was a grave mistake on his part. The moment Francess locked eyes with me; she grinned and just as quickly returned to her weeping state. She was on tight pants and a loosed blouse which had been ruffled due to her tussle with the gate man, her hair was all over the place which gave her a wild look together with her glasses.

“Young woman, why are you here since you were clearly not invited?” My Dad asked.

She didn’t answer at first but continued with her tears, an act she was doing really well.
“Solomon, this is how you want to pay me back despite my loyalty, faithfulness and unwavering love, you bastard?” She suddenly asked with everyone in the room looking confused and turning to look at me. I didn’t say anything; I couldn’t anyway because that would give her the needed motivation to go on. I hoped that my silence would discourage her but no, she had been preparing for this day for years, with or without me, she was hell bent on completing her task.

“Did you and my son have any relationship together?” My Dad asked yet again.

“Have?” Francess scoffed before saying,
“We were a couple in school then, at least that was what he made to believe but I didn’t know he was just out to destroy my shining destiny. We dated all through the university with the promise that he would take me to his parents as soon as we were done. I visited him in Lagos when he was still living with his mother but during those periods, he refused to show me to his family despite my insistence. I didn’t hold it against him though because I loved him. I loved this bastard so much I aborted six babies for the devil, the last one had complications with the doctor telling me that I might never be able to conceive anymore but I wasn’t too bothered after all I was doing it for the man I loved.”

At this juncture, everyone turned to look at me but I just kept a straight face and continued watching Francess as she went about lying and me wondering when she ever even got pregnant.

“He played me well and deflowered me and introduced me to all forms of sexual pleasure that benefited only him including anal sex.”

“Jesus.”

“God forbid.”

“Abasi.” I heard one of the relatives of Dotun exclaim, these reactions only motivated Francess even more.

“ Yes, anal sex. He defiled me there but I took it all in good faith because I was foolishly in love with the demon. I did all this and passed through so many horrible things because of this idiot, holding on to the promise of marriage but what did he do? He instead dumped me and seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth and it wasn’t until a few weeks ago that I got wind of him and his plans to settle down with another woman. His proposal was on the net and people were happy for him and his fiancée but what they didn’t was that he was the devil himself.

He ruined my life and think he can just get away with it, no way; I will instead die than see you marry another woman. It’s either me or no one else.” She ended her speech and without much ado, Dotun’ relatives stood up, spat on the tiled floor before taking their leave. A crying Dotun stood up with her mum and left followed by her brother.

I was beyond shock at the lies Francess had just cooked up against me, accusations that I couldn’t disprove especially due to the contents. No one wants to hear their son or daughter was involved in anal sex, it was an abomination and frowned on all fronts in the Nigerian society. Francess kept crying and my family members were still quiet. I decided to stand up and go after Dotun, I had nothing to say to her but I just had to do something.

I found her with her mum who was petting her, I called to her but her mum answered,

“I had always known you were no good, you were far too smooth with conversations and discussions. I knew your type and tried to warn my daughter but she refused to listen but thank God she was saved. My God did not fail me and exposed you before you turned her to your sexual toy.” She said and dragged her daughter towards the gate but I wasn’t ready to give up just yet, I went after Dotun and got a firm slap on my cheek from her mum.

“Stay away from my family, sodomite.” She nearly screamed, the last word stung me like a scorpion bite and had me rooted to my feet, unable to move. I never wanted to be called that, ever, hearing it broke my heart and right there I realized I was reaping what I had sown.

I couldn’t go after Dotun and couldn’t return to the house either because I didn’t want to face my Dad but then, just as I knew him, he came out and confronted me but I wasn’t listening. My mind was on how Francess knew the location of our previous house in Lagos because I never told her, something didn’t feel right. It was like she was helped by someone who knew me too well, it couldn’t be Tolu, I was certain and all this wasn’t actually her but then I couldn’t be sure, she might have actually done her homework. But I had this nagging feeling that this was beyond Francess, someone else was behind this.

Ibunkun1:
Awezome,api New Year Mr Solomon

....Thanks, happy new year too.

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I had never been so scared and worked up before in my entire life. I was supposed to drive us home but I decided to take Dotun home lying that I was headed for a meeting at the office, whether she believed my story or not didn’t bother me, I just wanted to be left alone to think on the situation on ground. I hugged Dotun after we both came down from the car, who never stopped asking what was wrong but I kept on reassuring her that all was well.

My drive to her place was quick but going back home was slow. I tried to convince myself that I saw someone who just happen to look like her but that smile; that smile that lights her entire body told me otherwise and it becomes a whole new thing all together when she spread her lips in such a manner, that action had always been a pre-cursor to something bad but I had always known the reason behind them. That was what scared me the most in that situation then because I had no clue why she was there that day or why it took so long to show her face

I thought she would have been married by now and probably with kids and not out searching for an ex in the big city of Lagos. Even if she has been out doing that, how was she able to have pin pointed my exact location? It only means that I have been watched and followed for so long and I had no clue until the person decided to show herself. That wasn’t my fault though because I had no reason to think that I would be watched especially because of what I did in my youth as it made no sense whatsoever.

Francess being able to find me all the way from the south-south suggests just how much she wants me to hurt me so bad. I didn’t know where to start exactly in analyzing the situation as I just couldn’t understand the sort of grudge Francess would have against me that she would wait so long for me to have love again before she decided to show herself at that feast. I got home and took a chilled bottle of sprite as it was only sugar that always helps me think.

I started analyzing the situation by blaming myself for not knowing the exact situation on ground with my exes. I knew Maddy relocated to the states immediately after our misunderstanding where she nearly made me impotent in the heat of it. I haven’t heard from her till then and I never cared to, she might have returned to her country of birth, I couldn’t tell which was really careless on my part. Francess on the other hand, I knew nothing about her. I just assumed that after graduation, she left for port-harcourt, now that might have been true or not but now I saw the foolhardy in my assumption.

Another assumption I made apart from my exes exact location and what they were doing with their lives was the fact that I had thought that all was well after the altercation in years ago. I thought they had moved on particularly after what happened with Maddy but Francess never did anything to punish me for breaking her heart and lying to her other than stay away from me and look at me with hateful looks.

I was stupid to have thought she would move on just like that because Maddy moved on, now after what just happened with Francess, even her might not have put everything behind her as I might have thought. I took the last drop before going for another not minding the repercussions. I had been told times without number that most women tend not to forget the man who deflowered them but I thought that was crap too, an heart break had more devastating effects than breaking the tissue between their legs but what about a heart break and deflowering done by the same person?

I didn’t’ think of that and just assumed that she would move on after another heart break without thinking that I had done the two most unpardonable sins and the mistake that not everyone had the strength and resolve to just turn a blind eye to that. I didn’t know Francess enough then to ascertain the sort of person she was, was she the vengeful or the forgiving sort? I didn’t care to find out because I thought I wouldn’t be the first to hurt a girl and deflower her and get away with it but now it seems my case was indeed different, what bad luck and extreme carelessness on my part. I had been told several times never to assume by my Dad all through my growing up and one of the pep talks I should have laid to heart has now come back to hurt me.

Alright, I didn’t realize that she would come back seeking vengeance for what I did which clearly shows the sort of person she was. She wasn’t only brilliant but also very calculative, that I knew from my time with her and now she was going to use such attributes of hers on me. She had been planning this for over seven years now while I had no clue about it which gives her the edge in the saga. She must have burnt money, resources, time and energy to have me watched and monitored over the years so she must be aware of every relationship I have been in and had enough information to know that I had plans to finally settle down with Dotun which prompted her to finally reveal herself.

I was completely naked in front of an enemy I had no knowledge until a few minutes ago and with the introduction a few weeks away, it would be the perfect opportunity for her to carry out her plans. Plans that I had no clue about and the manner she would most likely carry them out. I was clueless and helpless in this new situation and there was no way for me out of the impending doom except if I could find her. My only way round this was for me to find her and try to smoothen things over but the urge and thirst for vengeance over the years couldn’t just be quenched over one date but at least she might get careless and spill something on her plans and that could give me the clues on how to counter her. I had to find her and fast.

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......Sorry guys,it's on the short side...

Daeveed:
Choices..

....Oh, I am sorry that won't be possible for now... I will edit the story and sell it off but that will be when I am done with it here...
...I don't have the finished copy yet...

Daeveed:
Solo how do i get the complete story??... Through my yahoomail..

.....Uhm, what story exactly?..

stephenGee12:
Happy new year everyone.....@solomonbrowni enjoyed the last wolf 2nd series...pls do beep me wen d 3rd series cum out....or is it already out.More ink to ur pen.

....Thanks, the book will be out soon...

Preciousbouy:
solo so u start without me knowing abi......., anyways thumbs up bro..... still waiting for the grand finale if the last wolf... thought u said it would be coming out last year..... well still waiting oooooooo

.....Sorry bro, the book will soon be out, it's not really easy to write....

emarkson:
Oga solo ,na u be boss. Just praying dat dotun and maddy are not related

.....Don't worry, you will find out soon...

samyfreshsmooth:
WOW!! this is super interesting bro

and no matter d turn it takes i dey with u

.....Thanks jawe....

tommynico:
Mhenn.....am loving this ride bro, av learned a lot 4rm u as regards them females here, tnx bro and a happy new year in advance.

....Thanks, happy new year too....

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“I never knew you had that in you, it has opened a whole gate to which I now see you.” were the words Dotun kept repeating very day for the next few weeks. She would seize every opportunity to flash the ring at anyone who cared to see, especially the female folks when in company with me. It was her way of saying,
“Sorry, he has been taken.
Physical contact also increased between us and it was both good and bad news for me. I loved the fact she was the one initiating the kisses and always putting my hands on her butt whenever we hugged or something along that line but it was also frustrating because my shaft always stood at such moments and it would take at least more than forty minutes to an hour before it deflates. I had never had it like that before as my shaft seemed to be independent of my mind control and does whatever it felt like doing but then I was the one with the final decision to insert the rod to something that would satisfy its urge.

Our relationship blossomed after that stunt of mine at the mall and saw Dotun more around me. She would jump on my back, tease me whenever she could and cooking became a chore I fell in love because of what we usually then to do in the kitchen together. I had never seen Dotun behave so girly before but then that was just the power of commitment and the rest that comes with it.

My parents saw Dotun for the first time few weeks before the proposal and the meeting went better than I expected. I had a good relationship with mum but had a rocky one with my father as both of us just didn’t see eye to eye. He doesn’t stay with us anymore and that has been like that for years just after I got admission into the university. There was an issue and that saw made my Mum come for us for good. I was happy when I was informed in school that my sisters were now with my mum, it was a prayer that should have been answered before then.

My time with my father alone was the defining moments of my life. I saw for the first time what marriage was about and decided within me that if that was the rosy and blissful union we had been told from childhood, then I would rather remain single. My Dad’ dwindling finances brought out the worst in him and saw him more at home than he would have liked. He turned us to prayer warriors whenever he needed money and when it eventually arrives, we never got much for our efforts but we never complained so long as our fees were paid.

But whenever we were home due to nonpayment of our tuition, it was always hell for us all. After his usual speech that would take eternity to end, he would then start watching us and looking for the slightest thing to make him angry in order to pour his frustrations out. Any single mistake from us saw him dishing us punishments well beyond our offences. I had a huge tolerance level but it was getting low as each passed and one day, I did something wrong and as usual he started hitting me. In a rage I never knew I had, I held back his hands and pushed him back. He stumbled back and had this shocking look on his face which would have made me laugh if it wasn’t for the fact that I was shaking from rage.

He couldn’t believe what just happened and in a surprised tone, he asked

“Do you want to fight your father? Do you want me to fight me?” He asked rhetorically as he knew quite well that I wouldn’t answer those questions but he knew also that if he comes for me again, he would get what he was looking for. From that day, our relationship changed for the worse, my father barely recognized me from then and gave me my space but somehow I wasn’t comfortable. As soon as I was done with clearance and all in U.I, I started counting till when I would leave my Father’ presence. I did and I never returned to his house, I had been staying with mum before I later got a place of my own. We spoke on phone once in a while but even on the phone, I could still sense the disdain in his voice.

I was really worried that something might go wrong that day but he behaved himself and acted like the father he was which surprised Dotun because of what I had told her about him. But she didn’t have to be anyway, my Dad was also a charmer and knew how to play his cards well when it mattered most, something he did time and time again to us when we were younger but I knew his tricks well enough now. He was just waiting for the right time to unleash the grudge he had against me since that day I challenged his authority, and that opportunity finally came but not on that day.

“I like your mom.” An excited Dotun said as soon as we both settled down into the car,
“She asked me, how far?” She continued laughing aftetwards.

“Anyway I see where you got your good looks from, but you took your Dad’s nose and I don’t think he is as bad as you painted him.” She continued but I knew better, My Dad charmed her to his good side that day of course but the day he goes into those crazy swings of his, she would surely have a change of thought.

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That happened few weeks before doing what some guys have vowed never to do – kneeling to propose to a woman. I did it because the woman was special and had always been special to me but then, Dotun wasn’t the first person I had addressed with such words.

While I counted the days till when my restless nights would be over, Dotun was day dreaming of our wedding dresses, places we might spend our holiday – we finally agreed on Obudu cattle ranch. Did I also say that after I had asked her to be my girlfriend, she started picking my clothes for me especially when I wasn’t formal and should I refuse to wear what she picked for me, there would be no outing for us that day. Like I had earlier said, she loved to be the centre of attention all the time and whatever field she was an expert on, she was the leader too and made certain I followed her lead.

I did, not because I was weak but because carrying out her ideas and reasonable desires gave her joy she couldn’t possibly get elsewhere and of course made her think that I respected her opinions and thoughts on things, which I do anyway. My one year with her was the best moment of my existence and life without recently has been filled with regrets and bitterness. I could never find a woman like her again and will never.

My mum once said that when things keeps going too smoothiy for you, know that something really horrible is just about to happen and as my arrogant self from my teenage years, I thought what she had said then were just a load of crap but it did happened to me and for the second time in my life when it mattered most, I had no clue to get myself out of my own mess. It was just a few weeks to the day we both decided to have our introductions proper and none of us could wait especially me.

But before then we had this programme in our church that we usually do once every year, it was called a love feast and it was always an awesome experience. I had always had fun then as a teenager because of the never ending choice of meals and drinks and not for the girls per say. It was a district thing as I grew up but later became a provincial stuff due to the ever growing number of the church. I invited Dotun this time but she refused to come along even before I completed my sentence.

That was her usual reaction whenever I ask her to accompany me to my place of worship, she would say no. I would leave the issue like that as I didn’t want any unnecessary argument, she had her church and I had mine but this programme meant a lot to me. It was the few times I got to meet with age mates and friends of mine that I would naturally be unable to speak with because of my Dad’s desire to keep us locked in the house as soon as we were back from school.

I explained this to Dotun but her answer still didn’t change, I was then forced to ask why she hated my church so much and her reason was that it took a lot of my time, time I could have spent with her. At that moment, I didn’t know if I should laugh or get angry but then she was only speaking her mind. I promised to look into that but just wanted her to be with me this time and she would have my undivided attention at the programme. She reluctantly agreed and off we went that Saturday to the provincial centre closest to where I stayed.

We both wore matching native wears, a particular kind of cloth I hated deeply but wore it only because of HER. It was also her way of telling every lady to fvck off if they had any plans in mind to get to me. The event was great with the whole carol stuff, drama, choreography and of course various lectures on subjects and the rest. The huge hall was filled that day to the brim as we all know our people not to slack to any occasion that food was involved.

Dotun never left my side for once, it was something that irritated me greatly when I had enough of it but I could blame myself for promising to give her all the attention she needed. I introduced her to many of my friends and associates at the event and one thing they all commented on apart from the beautiful guinea material and how her mesmerizing she was, was her height. Everyone spoke about it and some wicked friends of mine teased me of my own length besides hers.

Everything was going well and when Dotun finally whispered of how much she loves the organization of my church, I knew I was on track. She later excused herself to get another can of coke, a drink she was addicted to despite the fact she knew quite alright that it was Diabetes that took her Dad from her. I nodded and continued sipping my malt, I saw a few beautiful kids arguing about who owned a particular toy phone and I knew where the argument might lead to if things were not sorted out on time. I started walking towards them but another person beat me to the angry twins and separated them both.

The person was a woman who I initially thought was their mum but when I saw them run after a few minutes of scolding in the other direction, I knew she wasn’t. She was backing me and was putting on an exquisite gown filled with sequins on an equally beautiful three-inch heel. The woman was classy and her shape was really tempting to the eye but I had to look away but changed that decision when the woman suddenly changed her position and faced me.

She was on a glass which looked recommended to me but that wasn’t what made her look terrifying familiar, it was her eyes, those eyes that looked into mine at a time and compared both. Those eyes that looked into mine as I made love to her and took her virginity, the eyes that I looked into and spoke of how much I cared for the owner of them. The eyes that belonged to one person and one person alone, Francess Ehi.

I stumbled back at the realization and in doing so; my malt can slipped from my hands to the ground. At that moment I forgot how to breathe and in slow motion watched her gave me an evil smile before walking away. I was completely taken by surprise and didn’t know when Dotun came back, called my name severally until she had to pinch me to get my attention as my eyes couldn’t just leave where I had just saw Francess a while ago.

“Are you alright?” Dotun asked and I managed to nod and said we should leave immediately as I didn’t feel too comfortable there anymore. She reluctantly agreed and how I got home that day is a mystery to me because my hands were shaking as I drove. I was sweating despite the full blast of the air conditioning unit as I just couldn’t understand how Francess was able to find me all the way from Port-harcourt after so many years but that wasn’t my problem then, it was what she actually wanted from me.

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....Happy new year guys and many more fulfilling days ahead.... love you all...
....By the way the story is about to go down and the third installment of the series will soon be released, sorry for the delay....

loiusdthird:
oga solo when are you starting sword of ven cause na dat one nai dey my mind

...that will be some time next year...

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I reamained seated on the floor, thinking of my next move since I had just entraped myself. I could on with her but no sex till she says yes to my proposal which will put the pressure on me and no man who is sexually active wants to be in that situation. I could instead go on with the whole thing and become partners with Ore until whatever I have with Dotun leads to marriage or I could manipulate her to give me her virginity but I knew that would be more difficult than climbing mount Everest. If she has some how managed over the years to keep herself until now despite being in so many relationships then she really wants to keep that place for her husband. Then, I could just end the whole thing here and now and be free again but I didn't want to. I loved this woman, always had. I guess I will have to respect her her choice to be sealed till matrimony, a huge task but very possible.

I stood up to pick up her bra and gown before taking her seat beside her as she was one sitting too with her head facing the ground. I brought her closer to me and cuddled her,
"It's fine, you want to keep that for Mr Right and so I will just have to respect that. You just have to find him or I could help with that if you want to."

"What do you mean by helping me to find the right man?" She asked with her head still on my shoulder.

"I meant I could help you find him as we both know I am not him." I said, playing another game already.

"Why do you think you are not him or not already him?"

"... Because if I was, you would have invited me over to your place by now, I deserve that at least." She laughed before saying,

"Common, I only just said yes when? I just wanted to be sure of where this might lead to. I have jumped before the gun before and it didn't end well for me on those occasions. But it feels different with you so I guess we can begin all that but I need to be sure you are cool with not having sex while we are together."

With my body screaming no, I said,
"Sure, love requires sacrifices just as you said, I am willing to do do what it takes, can't let sex take you away from me this time." She looked up after I said that and kissed me on my lips before returning to her previous position.

We reamained that way for quite some time with me having second thoughts to what I just did but I convinced myself that there were other ways one could get sexual satisfaction apart from sex but what I later got to know painfully was that there was nothing that could replace the pleasures of sex, absolutely nothing.

From that day though things changed immensely between us, I got to know more about her. Dotun was extremely loyal, kind and had a beautiful heart but had a short tolerance level, she flares up easily and enjoys dragging small issues for too long. It caused a lot of rifts between us but I later got a way around it as I decided to use her flaws against her and started making her angry on purpose. She later got wind of this and that part of her became hidden but not completely. She was also extremely insecured despite her classy look, especially concerning her breasts, I just couldn't understand her issue with that. Whenever she sees a woman who is heavy on the chest, she would look at my face imstantly to know if I am staring. I couldn't stare because I had little regard for boobs, something I have said times without number but she just won't believe me.

Another thing that caused us to fight a lot was that she always wanted the attention to be on her especially when if I were to be conversing with a woman. She hated being sidelined or left out of something even for a single minute. It got to a whole level when she would become moody and carry an irritated look on her face if she sees me conversing with my mum, especially my sisters. That I couldn't tolerate and for the first time in our relationship I yelled at her and spoke a few bad words. She gave me another two weeks break after which I had to apologize but from then she learned to behave herself whenever she saw with company.

All those things made me fall in love with her even more, just as I have said earlier, fights between individuals in a relationship brings them closer and it worked well in my own case.

The months seemed to roll by really quickly but not for me as I had to fight my sexual urges very day. Seeing Ore and other women I had few moments with didn't help me in any way. Most times I would come back from work to see Dotun on shorts that displayed her lovely, blemish free thighs and instantly, my naughty shaft will just spring up and start singing but I usually drown its lyrics with a cold shower. Dotun was the only woman who could bring about a full erection from me with just me staring at her long legs. I still can't explain why it was so with her, life was just different around her and right now, I would do anything to get her back.

She noticed my frustrations and offered to blow me but I declined several times as doing that would only make me want more. I got a lot of satisfaction from kissing, kneading and doing all sorts of funny stuffs with her stretch marks free butt which most times made her cum but only made me feel even more empty after each session. I was all shades of frustrated and that forced me to move up my plans to propose to her before I fell into the many temptations coming my way each day.

I met her mum and brother the first time she invited me to her place, the meeting wasn't as awkward as I would have thought but I wasn't comfortable. Dotun helped a great deal that day as it was plain obvious from the moment her mother set her eyes on me, she didn't like me. I didn't know why and when I later asked Dotun, she told me her mum didn't like men from my tribe as most were chronic womanizers.

I lost complete respect for her mum from then on as I couldn't understand why a supposedly educated woman would judge an entire tribe because of some of her bad experiences. I didn't tell Dotun though but always found a way not to see the woman whenever her daughter invited me over.

Time was running out and so was my self control, the cold showers seemed to have no effect on my shaft anymore as it only seemed to make me more rigid. My nights became more like torture and my morning wood stayed longer than usual. I was slowly losing my mind and seeing Dotun seemed to multiply those effects three folds.

I finally decided to hasten the process even if I felt that I didn't know her enough and proposed to her. She was the first woman I ever did that to and that might be the last time I might do that. I got the diamond ring from one of those leading stores on the island and after forcing her to wear a particular gown she hated because it was too tight and brought unnecessary attention to her whenever she put it on. We set out for shop rite afterwards with me just on shirt and straight pant.

Indeed she was right, she got lots of stares which she didn't seem to mind but if any lady looked my way for too long, I noticed her hold on me becomes firmer and whenever I turned to look at her face, there was always a scowl there. I would just smile because I actually enjoyed those childish tantrums of hers. Anyway, after getting a few wears from the store, I set out to carry out my plans. As we got close to the escalators where they were usually more people, I called Dotun and dropped the bags with me before resorting to go on one knee.

She had an excited look on her face that said,
"Oh my God, he is not about to do what I think he wants to.."

But I was and opened the ring case and brought out the ring. By this time, people had stopped going about their business and were either watching or recording with their devices. I looked up to Dotun' excited face and asked,

"Do you desre to be with me forever?"

She didn't say anything at first, just stared at me with me praying that she doesn't say no and embarrass me. She sniffed and a few tears rolled down her face before she eventually said yes. Immediately, people cheered and clapped but no one could be as relieved as I was. I slotted the ring into her left middle finger before standing to kiss her on the lips. We took a few photos afterwards before heading back home. Dotun never stopped smiling and I couldn't stop singing as I drove us home.

I was glad all would be over and this torture would end for good but I was wrong as my father' favourite quote came back to hunt me; you will surely reap what you sow. I did so in the most humiliating manner, I got served really good.

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The story is about to take a new turn guys, get ready......
.....and of course Happy new year in advance....

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Chapter 3
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Phase 3
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There is no specific manual to charming ladies but there is the general one that applies to mature women not hormone driven girls, it’s quite simple and straightforward: always be a listening ear, that way one will be able to discern just where to begin the charming proper. Charming isn’t the same with attractive features though, guys then to mix them both up but being a listener is one of the most powerful feature a man must possess if he ever intends to get beyond the level of money and hormone driven women.

I told Helen how I thought that her love for food would do the trick. She laughed and hailed my brilliance and all that, but the battle wasn’t completely over yet even if the physical barrier had been broken. The challenge to get into her hole was still on and it proved to be my toughest yet.

We teased ourselves that Sunday and spoke about embarrassing moments we had both experienced and all that, by the time I drove her home that day and got a kiss on the cheek for all my troubles, I knew that a bond had been formed between us.


One thing I have learnt over the years and still can’t wrap my head around is the fact that just a single action or few words would change the entire perception of the relationship between two individuals. Before the asking out phase, the persons are more like involved in a platonic relationship but immediately words are exchanged and the lady affirms whatever the guy said, something clicks, it’s more like there is a wall that collapses and then new possibities come up that hitherto have eluded both individuals.

I have never really experienced that except when I was with Francess but I fully got into that traditional manner of waiting for the lady to say yes before any major form of intimacy is done with Dotun. The first two phases were a bit challenging but not very difficult as I had thought but I was certain the final stage would be far more easier as I only had to stimulate certain parts of her body, the rest would be done by her.

I didn’t get to see Dotun until the next weekend as I was really busy with so many things but we spoke on phone and a lot of texts were exchanged. She called more than I did but that wasn’t proof of who loved one person more than the other, that was just the sort of person Dotun was. She came over to my place on Saturday and after a tight hug and a few exchange of saliva, we both sat down to watch both our teams play.

She was a Chelsea fan while I represented the red and white of London, the argument was fierce between us and after ninety minutes, it was a draw. It might not have been what I wanted but then it wasn’t all about the match but the passion Dotun had for football, that was my first experience with any lady I had serious feelings for and if I say that I didn’t fall deeper for that woman that day, I would be lying.

“The day that old man defeats Mourinho, I will sell off my boutique.” Dotun boasted but then I couldn’t blame her, the old man clearly has some psychological issues with regards the arrogant one. The red and white chief might have forgotten how to win but I haven’t.

“What do you want for lunch?” I asked in order to change the subject,

“Let me worry about that, just tell me what you have.” I told her I had only had yam for now and frozen chicken in the freezer. She decided to cook yam porridge and I helped in whatever form I could. The smooth interchange of words and silent communication between us was something that broke my heart that day and confirmed to me that day that best relationships and even marriage stemmed from individuals who had history together at some point in their lives. The saying was true indeed; best friends make the best not perfect couples.

“Are you alright, you have been staring more than usual, I thought that was my forte?” She teased as we both waited for the porridge to cook.

“No reason really, it’s just the memories of when I told you once around the chemistry lab that I thought that your eyes were alluring and enchanting.”

She smiled and slowly closed the distance between us before taking hold of my collar and rolling her fingers around my neck and trailed them my chest.

“And do they still retain those qualities?” She asked with a husky voice. I smiled and gently brought down her hand and nodded at the steaming food. She wasn’t too happy about how I reacted to her question but I wanted to take the lead in the intimacy phase. She brought down the pot and served us without saying much.

“I love the texture, not too hard not too soft, it’s just perfect.” I appraised her smiling but she didn’t return the gesture, she just continued eating but knew my message was duly delivered. I helped in doing the dishes afterwards and then we returned to the living room where she announced that she was leaving. I didn’t try to stop her and drove her home. We didn’t speak much on the drive home but that didn’t bother me as that was exactly what I wanted. Disagreement brings loved ones closer and that was the line I intended to do. I needed an excuse to touch and wrap my hands around her as she wasn’t giving me that opportunity. I needed to caress and knead those cheeks, I had waited enough.

Her calls reduced a bit and that was normal because she apparently wanted me to apologize and I would at the right time. I called that week and when I invited her over; she declined and said that her schedule was tight that weekend. I knew she was lying but respected her wishes all the same. That weekend was quite boring and I was quite tempted to visit Ore but managed to control myself and stay put at my place. Monday came and the rest of the week days too and work suppressed the urge to drive over to her boutique and get this over with but I had to make sure she wanted to see me because I knew she missed me too.

I called her nonetheless like I didn’t do anything wrong despite her subtle signs that she wanted me to say I was sorry or something. That weekend came and as midday on Saturday passed and she was yet to agree to see. I decided to visit her at her place of work because the grievance was going too far. I underestimated her emotional state and didn’t realize that she took things very seriously.

I got to her work place and found her with her girls and a few customers. She acted like she didn’t see me but I didn’t mind, those customers would finally leave and she would have no choice than to speak with me except if she wanted her girls to know that something was up between us. I played games on my phone to waste time and when the last customer left, Dotun followed suit too which was a sign that she didn’t want us to speak in the presence of her girls. I saw her waiting at the passenger side of my car in her sweet looking gown that didn’t reveal too much.

I opened the car and got into it and she did likewise.
“Why did you wait till two weeks before you came by?” She attacked me first to try to pin the blame on me, typical of most women.

“Your attitude showed that you didn’t want to see me because I wanted us to eat first before playing with our bodies. I respected your wishes and now you are angry that I did what you wanted.” I replied her as calm as I could. She gave me a quick scan with that girly movement of the eyes and then faced the road. She remained silent and later came down from the car to give instructions to her girls before returning to the car with her bag. I smiled as soon as she entered the car but she only shot a glare to which I chuckled to.


I drove us home and as soon as we got into the living room, I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her to me. The feel of her butt cheeks on my shaft was marvelous but I had other plans.

“Don’t ever leave me all alone like that again.” I whispered softly to her right ear, after which I bit the outer part of it. She jerked like electricity was coursed through her body and rolled her back against my chest. She obviously loved what I just did and trust me I continued and later moved to the nape of her neck which brought about a soft moan from her mouth.

At this juncture, she had her hands already messaging my head as I kissed her neck softly and without warning she turned around and fused her lips with mine. We kissed like people who had been starved of oxygen. As we did that, my hands found its way to her zipper and in a flash; her gown was at her ankles. I stopped kissing her and instead stared at her bra which had to be the smallest I had seen since I started undressing women but I didn’t mind so long as her breasts had tips. She had a puzzled look on her face as I stared at her tits and when I attempted to release her bra, she stopped me and said,

“I don’t want you to see them, they are small.”

“And what do I expect you to do about it, get a boob job so that you would be unable to feed your kids?” I asked and she laughed before punching me. I took that as a yes before unclasping her bra and straight away kept one of her perky, erect nips in my mouth. The long draw of air she took turned me on and when I started flicking them with my tongue and biting them a few times, she started moaning really loud.

I carried her off to the chair before her legs gave way. As I continued with my assaults on her tits, her moaning increased and subtlety I let my right fingers trail the line within the triangle between her legs. Her moaning changed pitch as I did that and soon she started moving her waist around my fingers but when I tried to push further, I met a wall and that brought a squeal from her. I was surprised and tried again but the same thing happened and this time she closed her legs as she seemed to be in some pains. What just happened didn’t make sense to me as I refused to believe what could actually be the reason but I didn’t wait for long, Dotun confirmed it for me.

She looked at my confused face and whispered,

“I am still a virgin.” I slid down the couch and sat on the floor as the words she just uttered kept on replaying in my head. How could a twenty eight year old woman still have her hymen intact in this present generation? What in the world have I gotten myself into now? I have just signed up to be celibate until marriage except I let her go which of course I didn’t want to. After all the troubles, fvck, fvck, fvck.