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showgolee:
What's the definition of your 'slow'?

u take the words outta my mouth bro. Help me ask am

SmartestPopQUEEN:
Can this story ever stop getting more interesting? I don't think so. Tbm, you're great.

thanx maam. U're my r.model. I heart u xo much

Muzzbaba:
Nice update boss

thanx 4 reading man. U're awesome

116. COUNTLESS.


Time for Plan B.


***

6 days Later.


'To fight the UNTHINKABLE, you have to be willing and ready to do the UNTHINKABLE.' Chioma's refusal to get rid of those incriminating pictures was what prompted me to resort to that phrasal determination you just read.

***

"why are you crying?." I questioned Chioma the moment I walked into the sitting room and found her crying on the sofa. I just came back from office where I had endured an hectic day a result of the invasion from the Costoms at one of my Vehicle companies which took some hours to get solved. I met Chioma in the sitting room watching T.v with undivided attention and to avoid disturbing her, I headed straight to upstairs to my room to have a nice shower and change of cloths. Only to come back now to see her sniffing and crying. Since she's now part of my life, even though I prayed it to be a temporary one. I still had an obligation to tend to her worries. You know, based on past encounters with her, her H.I.V, if not quickly taken care of could become my AIDs. It was on that note, or textbook or whatever type of book you want to call it that I hurriedly approach her to find out whats wrong.

"Chy...talk to me...whats wrong with you..?" I asked again, when I realise that she wasn't ready to talk. She was really crying profusely. Who could have ever thought that the devil still has a crying app in her heart.

She sniffed hard and long enough for me to sit down beside her and started patting her on the back.

Then I remembered what we discussed jovially the previous night and wonder if that might be the cause of her cries.

"Chioma, pls stop crying... Don't tell me you're taking what I said yesterday seriously..." I paused to check her reaction but she only glanced at me briefly and restraightened her gaze forward.
"com'on...am joking ni nau...am not buying any sex doll to replace you nau...I thought you knew I was only trying to tease out the jealousy in you..."

"its....its....not that..." She manage to stutter that out.

Leaning closely, I asked her. "then what is it?"

"its...its...." She drew in a longful breath and wiped off the tear in her face.

Getting impatient, I asked."its who? What happened?"

"its Arthur....ah..gawd...damn it!.." She voiced out angrily.

Confusedly curious, I asked again. "what? Which Arthur..."

"How can he die like that?..." She leaned forward and it wasn't until she picked the remote controller of the dvd and after she pressed resume on it that I finally realise that her stupidity was out of this world.

I felt like slapping that her head wey long like the devil's walking stick to coma. How can she be crying because someone died in a movie. Help me ask her, is Arthur her family member? Abi na Merlin she relate with? She come dey cry because of a written script.

"how can they let him die like that..? When will albion be born now?" She faced me and gave me an inquiry look.

"2045. When you've probably retreive your senses." I stated mentally and stood up. I walked towards the dinning where my food was placed and began to eat.

I watched with the corner of my left eye as she continue lamenting about what happened at the end of MERLIN.

I was almost through with my dinner when the loud notification tone of the gate bell interrupted us.

I cast a glance at the heart-shaped wall clock to check the time. It was 23:00.

"are you expecting someone?" I asked Chioma who was still sitting infront of the T.v obviously still in grief of Arthur's death. Judging by the level of her stupidity, I won't be suprised if she decides to attend his funeral at Camelot.

"what? Who would I be expe..." She was interrupted by the gatebell again.

"well I don't know. It might be one of your boyfriends." I stated with a nonchallant tone.

"you're not serious. You think because you refuse to sleep with me, I will now be bringing..."

The ring rang again. I quickly washed my hands at the dinning sink and made to attend to the gate.

"where are you going?" Chioma asked when I was about opening the door to get out after I'd picked the gate's remote controller.

"to the gate na..."

"don't even think about..." The rest of her words trailed off as I closed the door and approach the gate.

***

The effect of the heavy push sent me stumbling into the sitting room. I nearly collided with the glass table situated in the middle before my body automatically marched its break.

"what tha hell is..." Chioma voiced at the new turn of events.

"get on your knees! Now!" The man behind the mask commanded.

I complied quickly and watched as Chioma with a frightened look and haste, got on her knees and started panicking.

"where's the lawyer's pictures!? where did you keep it!?" The second man barked out pointing his pistol at Chioma's face. His voice sending cold shivers down her spine. The first man stood closely beside Chioma with his gun romancing her sidehead.

"I...I...don't have...any pictures please..." Chioma stammered in a pleading tone.
"Liar!" The man thundered and once again, the effects of his coarsive voice could be felt running marathonically across the whole living room.

"no...am...am not...." Chioma pleaded again amid sobs.

"Kazy..." The man called his accomplice.

"yes." Kazy answered without missing gaze with Chioma.

"do you still have that ability to slap someone till they start telling you their virginity status?"

"am not sure...but we can find out..." He replied with a crooked grin which can be seen visibly behind the mask covering his face.

"am not lying... I don't have it anymore." Chioma stated sounding highly frightened.

"then you have nothing to worry about." He bent down and whispered some words in Chioma's ears. "the fear of Kazy's slap is the beginning of wisdom."

He concluded and got up. Untold amount of fear could be visibly seen on Chioma's face as the man's words began to form neck-twisting meanings in her mind.

"you have my green light Kazy...go ahead." He ordered and stepped back, leaving enough space for Kazy to mount position before Chioma who was carrying a pitiful look on her face.

"Darous...do something...please..." She begged with a sorry look on her face as Kazy was about to start.

"what do you want me to do?...?" I asked in a fretting tone.

"bottle...get some..." She was saying when a slap interrupted the actions of her vocal cords. She yelped in pain and I felt sorry for her. She longed for me to do something but there's nothing I could do. Or so I thought.

"please...make it stop..."

"again!" The man ordered again. And Kazy complied while Chioma continue to beg further.

"give them what they want Chy...thats what can stop them..." I stated in an attempt to make her succumb to their demands.

She looked at me painfully. "okay...okay...I will give you. Just...just stop..."

The man motioned for Kazy to step aside and stepped back in position.
"where is it then?

"in my room."

"take us to your room..." The man commanded her and we all headed to her room.

*

"is this all you have?" The man asked her after she had directed them to where she's been keeping all the photos. Kazy brought everything his hand could get out from inside the big matteress in her room. She had stucked all the pictures of me and the lawyer into a part of the bed she tore.

"yes...thats all..." She replied.

"or you want me to let Kazy's hand to compell you to another truth?"

"no...am not lying...please believe me...." She pleaded and there was an undoubtable amount of sincerity in her voice.

"wow! Thank gawd!"

The next thing I heard after I made that relief statement was the sound of Chioma's body colliding with the wall and falling to the floor on her head.

I spun around and saw a crooked smile on Kazy's face.

"what was that for? That wasn't part of the plan..." I fired at them both.

"you idiot...you just blow your cover and Kazy had to clean your mess." Jide fired at me and it was then that I realise I shouldn't have said that statement of relief.

"her head is bleeding." Kazy informed us and I quickly marched towards her.

"help me..." I voiced as I prepared to take her to the hospital.

**

"she's out of danger zone...you can now relax your mind. Mr Darous...but we think she might have suffered some memory loss due to the effect from the fall down the stairs." The doctor informed me some hours after Chioma was taken to the operation room. I'd earlier told them that she fell off the stairs in the house. "but we will still have to carry out some test on her...got to go..." With that he disappeared out of sight.

I heaved a deep sigh and sat down on the chair inside the waiting room.

I brought out my phone and dial Jide's number.

"hows she?" He asked after picking the call.

"she's fine now...have you gotten back home?" I questioned.

"no...but almost...the photos are under the 3 seater sofa...thats where Kazy kept it." He informed.

"alright thanks for everything. I really appreciate your help."

"don't bother bro...its a pleasure helping you. Call me anytime you need me."

"sure...greet Dylan for me." With that, the call ended.

"you can see her now. She's awake." A nurse informed me. I rose up and marched to her ward.

I got inside and saw her staring awkwardly at the ceiling before my collision with the plastic chair announced my presence to her. I moved closer to her and sat beside her bed.

All the while, she stared at me confusedly before asking softly.

"Who are you?" I was shocked to hear that.

"Am angel shekau. Have been waiting for you to wake up so that I can lead you straight to hell. You this b!tch!" I wanted to tell that to her but something held me back. So I just smiled.

"get out please...I don't know you!." She shouted untop her voice.

I stood up with a smirky look and began walking out of the ward.

"Karma has finally found a hole where he can stuck his raging boner in your arsehole Chioma!" I mumbled after getting inside my car. "enjoy his endless inches b!tch!" I ended and zoomed off.


TBC

115. COUNTLESS.


I was still in deep thoughts before Chioma said, "you have your options..." She paused and stood up. "weigh them..." She took some steps forward and stopped beside me. "and Darous, I'll be staying in the guest room for the meantime." She ended and ambled away from sight.

I sank myself on the sofa. Loose my shirt buttons and rested my head on the chair's backrest.

Despite the fact that the air conditioner was doing its work perfectly, cold sweats still manuevered their way to my forehead.

Turning down her marriage offer will only give her the speedy motivation needed to send those life-ending pics to the police. And marrying her might even be more disastrous. She can kill me anytime and claim everything!

"geeez!" I mumbled out. "what am I going to do?..." I cussed loudly as I folded my arms below my chest. My lower lips stucked under the confinements of my upper teeths.

One of the things I normally do to allievate my worries whenever I find myself in complicated situations like that is to either watch film or fvck pvssy. But since the latter wasn't available right there, I only have the former at my grasp.

I slotted the season 4 of Arrow into the disc tray of my home-theater DvD and redressed myself on the sofa as the movie continued from its last memory.

Some moments into the film and it was the words of Amanda Waller, to Oliver Queen that got my attention. She said and I quote.
"there are people in this world who deal only in the extremes. Its naive to think that anything less than extreme measures will stop them."

You have no idea, how soothing those words later proved in reference to my situation with Chioma. I've tried everything morally possible to get her to destroy those pics but she was proving to be unyielding. I've searched her phone, her belongings but couldn't find it.

But putting the quote above into action, here is the details of how I got out of her blackmailing clutch.

Just chill out, re-adjust your phone, get some popcorns in a plate and hypo in a glass cup. Take a sip and relax. Believe me thats the best thing you need right now.

***

"brother Darous, am I right?" The pastor asked pointing a finger at me while I was sitting on the chair in front of him.

"yes sir...the spirit is very right on that sir..." I replied softly with a smarmy smile.

"heaven be blessed. Good.." Turning to Chioma, who was also sitting closely beside me, he asked, "and you Chioma, what can I do for you my daughter?"

I turned the steering of my head towards Chioma and began listening to her explanations.

"God bless you sir...." She prayed and the Pastor and I chorused 'amen' before she continued with enthusiasm clearly written on her face. "sir, Darous and I are getting married next few months."

"wow! Heavens name be glorified." The pastor interrupted her with those words of gratitude.

"so, we've both come here to receive the blessings from above sir." She ended with one knee on the floor, which obviously shifted her skimpy short skirt back to her thighs and thereby revealing one of the fastest shortcuts to hell to the pastor.

The pastor seeming uneasy with the express of hell that Chioma was showing to him, quickly turned towards me and beckoned her to have her seat.

"hum-hun". The pastor cleared his throat."is that true, Brother Darous?" He asked me.

"yes sir!....we are here to let heaven be our Uber on this issue..please help us" I attested with a smile.

"Uber?" He asked with confusion on his adult face.

"yes...I mean heaven to be our guide.."

"alright...thats a wise choice my dear....heaven seriously frowns at any marriage that doesn't have its endorsement. But now that you have both come for heaven's blessings on your marriage, so shall it be with you in Ghesus name."

"amen." Chioma and I chorused.

"let us pray..." He rose up and began talking in the only way heaven understands. After 4minutes of the prayer session, the pastor began to talk in strange language that got me thinking if thats also part of praying protocols.

Then he was quiet all of a sudden and ended the prayer thereafter.

"have your seats my children." The pastor gestured and also did the same.

"thank you sir." We chorused.

"you're welcome my children." He cleared his lung expressway again and continued slowly. "while I was praying, heaven revealed so many things to me." He paused to study our expression. He then continued.
"the marriage will be fruitful and also a success...but that will only happen after you've both decide to trust eachother. Heaven says, you people do not trust one another." Chioma and I both exchange glances and focused back on the pastor. "what I want you to do is, go home, talk to eachother, reveal hidden secrets, things that you know can destroy your marriage in the future if revealed by any third party. And only after doing all that and when there's no more confinements of dark secrets or weapons between you can heaven finally release its unlimited blessings into your home."

Chioma cast me a thoughtful look. It was visibly written on her face that the pastors words have magnetted itself into her mind.

"can you do that?" The pastor asked and we both nodded affirmatively. "its well with you. Heed the advice of heaven and see miracles start taking dramatic turns in your lives. Bye."

I thrusted my hands into my pocket and brought out my wallet.

I opened it and counted 20pieces of 1000naira notes. I offered them to the pastor but he declined cheerfully saying, anything given by Gawd is for free.

'shango are you hearing this? See how Gawd is doing things for free o.

The one wey person go ask you to send ordinary thunder to fire that fat Mr Habeeb wey dey always fart endlessly during board meetings, wey you go dey ask for 500naira recharge card and new pin mouth charger.....continue o.' I thought during the momentary period of the pastors rejection of the money.

We got home around 8pm on that said day. No thanks to the heavy hold up from Asero road down to Eleweran.

We said nothing to eachother during the drive home albeit Chioma tried striking up a conversation concerning what the pastor said but I objected, as the need to concentrate more on the road to avoid unnecessary accident far outweighs what can be discussed at home.

After dinner, Chioma came down to the living room to discuss with me.

"so who goes first?" She asked after settling down on the double seater sofa adjacent my position. I shifted my gaze from the T.v to her with a questioning look and she added. "the confessation things nau." She stressed in a reminding tone.

I noticed she was really engrossed in what the pastor asked us to do. Hopefully, I wish to take advantage of that weakness in her.

"ah.." I sighed. "ladies first then. But before we go on, don't you think we need something solemn to make it more compelling for us to confess the truth?" She seems to ponder on my statement momentarily before talking.

"what do you have in mind?"

"you brought this idea of seeing a pastor up. So you should be the one to produce whats needed."

"hmmm..." She stood up and began walking towards the stairs.

"where're you going?" I asked turning my neck to see her.

"to get a bible na." She replied.

"you brought a bible into my house? Without informing me?"

"nope. I didn't." She replied, still standing against the steps.

"then where do you intend to get a bible in this house?"

"don't tell me you don't have a bible in this big house..." With a squinted look, she continued. "ta..ta..ta..ta...no wonder the devil has been playing dice with you all this while."

"really?.." I said with a scoff and a sarcastic look all over her. "how so true." I concluded and steered my neck back to its comfort zone.

"anyway...we need something...." She walked back to her seat. "wait, I have a bible application on my phone...." She picked her phone on the table and started pressing it. Soon after, she grinned and moved closer to me with the phone in her hand. Bringing the screen to my face, she began scrolling it until she got to a certain page.
"see this is the book of Exodus. Moses wrote this..."

"which Moses? Victor Moses or Moses Simon?" I asked with a smile but She just gave me a smirky face and hissed before she replied.

"you need to be serious on this matter...this is a sacred issue and you're here cracking jokes."

"am sorry...please continue."

"okay. We just need to kiss the screen of the phone before we make the confessions. And hopefully, heaven will endorse our e-bible..."

"okay..."

"ladies first abi?" She asked as she got ready to start.

"sure." I encouraged her with a smile.

Don't let me bother you about the epistle of her confessions.

She did reveal a lot of things. Most importantly she told me how she already planned to kill me after we've gotten married and claim my wealth for herself thereafter.

You have no idea how happy I was to hear that. But I didn't let that distract me from my initial plan so I asked her this question.

"so what will you do now? Are you still going to kill me?"

"tatatata...no I won't. What purpose will that serve? I see no reason to, since you've already commited to this relationship..." I grinned widely at her and she raised her right arm before her face and added, "but...if you ever give me any reason to doubt you...I won't hesitate to arrange your meeting with your wife." She ended with a fake smile.

"are you threatening me?"

"relax...just kidding....what else do you want to ask before your turn?" She questioned while dropping the phone to her laps.

I cleared my throat and said. "what about those pics?..."

"yes....what about them?"

"do you still have them?..."

"and what if I do?" She placed her elbows on her laps and rested her chin on her palms.

"so you still plan on destroying me with that?...aren't you suppose to have...."

"get rid of it?" She cuts in.

"yes...cos if you don't...there's no sense in this marriage."

"thats never going to happen." She declared firmly.


TBC.

tomgab:
TBM, YOU TRY WELLW 4 DIS ONE,V
MORE DATA TO YOUR PHONE. Update soonest please

soon bro. Expect two updates...

labiodun48:
so she would stop tormenting you or you try and get her in a more compromising position so that you she would leave u in peace.... you know na micheal scoffield style

lolz.... Anyway, lets hope Darous can relate to that.

labiodun48:
Marry her at your own risk................. just get her killed and enjoy your money with whomever catches your fancy. At least she has been the architect of your problems since day one. Kill Her!!!!!!!!!!!! so u can live in peace and not rest in peace

kill her ke? Choi? Why shud he do that? Bro...

Adesina12:
She want to marry him so as to get him killed and inherit the property

longest time bro. Happy new year...welcome back to countless.

Thanks to everyone that one way or the other, made a comment on the story so far. Am immensely grateful to you guys.

Honourable356, your comments have, has or had always been a fuel to my car. A shekau to my Bokoharam, a gigabite to my phone, a fertilizer to my farm. And a Lionel Messi to my Barca. Let me stop there b4 I start saying things like, a Bakayoko to my chelsea or a F9 to my WAEC. *laughs.


Thanx boss. I hope to forever stay humble to you all. Its still your shangoic writer: theBLESSEDMAN.

114. COUNTLESS.


Kpa!! The slap landed on her face unexpectedly just like how recession landed on nigerians faces, few months after Buhaspital was elected as their president. Chioma was taken aback, just like you, when you heard that fuel price has raised from 87naira to 145naira.

Unknown to her was the fact that I've been wanting to slap that treachery face of hers for a long time and that Longtime stretching back to the night she executed my wife with her silly pranks.

Am not the type that takes any pleasure in hitting or beating the opposite sex, but not even Gesus krhist himself can withhold the urge to slap her at that moment. Most especially not after seeing the kind of sinister grin that dominated the possesion of her beautiful face when she stepped inside the main sitting room of the mansion.

I eyed her scornfully for some seconds. She was claded in a skimpy cocktail dress that stops just below her knee and a pair of stilettos on her feet. A small handbag hung freely on her shoulders.

Holding her left cheeks, she stared confusedly at my face. "whats tha hell!" She lamented. She squinted with an inquiry look into my face. "I said whats that for?" She asked again after seeing that I wasn't ready to talk. "don't tell me you're still holding grudges against me..."

"foolish girl...so you were expecting a merryband to welcome you? A muderess!" I blurted out. "Gawd saved you I don't have a gun!..... Nothing would thrill me more than send a bullet to your ugly skull..you this fragments from the ugly pits of hell!" I ended with gritted teeth. I walked back to the 3 seater sofa opposing the entrance and settled down. I returned my gaze back to the shock striken Chioma and watched as she shook her head pitifully, took some steps and sat down on the sofa beside me. She buried her heads in her palms and started shaking her legs slowly.

Ten minutes of total silence passed and still none of us made any attempt to use our mouth application. The silence was getting boring to me and I stretched forward to pick the remote controller of the giant plasma T.v hanging on the wall. After pressing all the required buttons, the t.v screen came on and displaying on it was the replay of the 3-0 elclassico match of the season which Barcelona won.

That got my attention and I instantly became more engrossed in it not minding the deadly stare Chioma was giving me.

"how does it feel to have all this?" Chioma eventually spoke. I glanced at her and saw that she was refferring figuratively to everything I now have. "the funniest thing is that I was the brain behind everything you now claim to have....hmmm...and all you could do is blame me for making you what you are today. How ungrateful of you Darous..?"

"hey," I adjusted on my seat to face her. "for the record, I never asked you to do anything....secondly, you're a murderess. And its not just anybody you killed...you killed my wife!..." I shaked my head slowly as I fumed inwardly at her. She wore an expressionless face. Her eyes bore nothing but darkness in them. "and I don't think any sane husband would ever be grateful to the person who killed his wife...so incase you are here so I can be grateful, am afraid you just dialed a wrong number." I ended and returned my attention to the t.v screen.

She reclined on the sofa and folded her arms below her brests. I could feel her gaze striking side-ly at my face. Then out of the silence, she spoke.

"you talk to me as if you are a saint....how dare you!" She voiced out but got no reply from me. "we've both operated in the grey, but the only difference right now is i'm the only one willing to admit it."

"shut up!" I fired with a stern look, but she only let out a scoff and continued.

"why should I? Tell me? Why should I shut up? Am only saying the obvious. Whether you like it or not...you aided in killing her..."

"gawd! I will..." I fumed with a clenched fist as anger continue to boil inside of me.

"you think you are better than me because you can't admit what you did?"

"hey! Thats not the only difference between us. " I retaliated standing up and facing her squarely.

"yes...you're right...I also don't judge other people for their misdeeds..."

"no...you got me wrong....have always been the same man have always been."

"and i'm also who have always been...remember right from the incident at the hotel? Nothing has changed ever since....its just that you are too rigid... Darous..."

"me? Rigid?"

"yes..."

"so, if someone doesn't like to be used like a toy, the next thing you say about them is being rigid?....gawd! I can't believe am even having this conversation with you."

"thats your problem...you're too blind to any view point that isn't yours. I've been avoiding you this past few months because I don't want to talk to you..."

"maybe you probably realise that someone tends to end up dead whenever we talk."

I sat down again and placed my legs on the table.

"so what are you saying now?" She asked with a squeezed face.
"nothing...all I know is that am done with you. So you can help yourself out when you're tired of my sitting room...and never come back." I declared and restraightened my gaze to the t.v screen.

"can I ask you a question?"

"you just did!" I retorted nonchallantly.

"I'll ask anyways... What about my own share?" She asked.

Shifting my attention to her, I scoffed. "hope you are not asking what I think you are asking?"

"exactly! Thats exactly what am asking...and if you don't want me disturbing you again...then set me free with my own share of the loot." Her expression now portrayed a very serious one. I remained silent pondering on which line of action to take. "oh! you think I will just let you have everything I worked so hard for? Alone? Nah...over my sexy body." She arranged herself in a serious demeanour.

"what happened to you helping me to become rich?" I stated to remind her of what she said to me on the night of Adedoyin's death.

"Trust me...I wanted to. But you being stingy isn't making it any easier for me. Besides, who says I don't know how to handle being rich? O boy...abeg answer me and lets get this over with."

"okay." I finally said. Trying to counteract the situation, I said. "give me your account number. I'll send...."

"are you stup*d?...what do you take me for? Some cheap slùt that you can just pay off with some nairas?" She fired rhetorically.

"then what do you want?" I asked when I saw the darmness in her countenance.

"you don't want to get me angry Darous...cos if I do, you won't like the outcome of it." She hissed and settled down on the sofa. Anger was visibly singing in every breath she took.

"Chy...listen..."

"no...its you that needs to listen...am not here to joke atall.."

"okay..why don't you give me sometime to think this through?"

"you mean enough time to come up with a trick to trick me?..."

"don't get me wrong..."

"2hours is all I can give you...and it starts now...for your sake, I hope you come up with something better than that chinko offer you're offering..orelse, you'd be sorry you didn't." She hissed and headed straight for my kitchen. I slowly rose from the sofa and marched towards my room to commence a serious deliberation on how to handle the matter.

Promptly 2hours later. Chioma called me down to the sitting room where we resumed our dialogue.

"you must be a big ba*tard!" She blurted out angrily after I'd told her that I'll give her a few part of my wealth. She picked her handbag and brought out an envelope. She threw it on the table. "open it" She beckoned me with the gesture of her hand and shifted her gaze sideways.

Reluctantly, I picked the envelope and brought out its content.

It was the picture she took after she'd placed my hands around Adedoyin's lifeless neck on the night she drugged me again.

To say I was flabbargasted after seeing the pics will definitely be an understatement of the year.
Rather, I was dumbSTRUCK, deafSTRUCK, blindSTRUCK, lameSTRUCK and inshort, strokeSTRUCK.

Warning! try pronouncing 'strokeSTRUCK' at your teeths risk.

"what tha fvck is this?" I asked her, still in my shocked mode and with the pics still in my jiltery hands.

"are you blind?...ofcos thats the picture of you, murdering your dead wife....and all I need do is send that to the...."

"will you shut up!" I curt in. Standing up on my feet. I threw the pictures on the floor.
"what silly game are you trying to play here?" I blurted out loudly. "answer me...or you wan make thunder fire you?..." I picked the pictures and tore it into tiny shreds. I faced her with an angry face just to scare her but she just laughed loudly and eyed me scornfully.

"you think tearing those pictures will end everything? You seriously think those are the only copy i have?...iish....definitely you don't know me quite well."

"you are definitely a devil!" I lamented.

"that picture is meant to be my leverage incase a situation like this happens and its also an eye opener for you." She stated with a smirky face.

"an eye opener?" I queried.

"yes. To show you I have the power to ruin your life anytime I wish. Have always do good on my promises. I promised to help you with Adedoyin after the hotel incident and I did." She paused briefly and continued. "I also promised to make you rich and I did..." She pulled my chin and brought our face level at eachother. "now I can promise to ruin you and we both know I would." A satisfactory smile dominated her face as she sees how worried and depressed I was. "but it doesn't have to end like that." She said with a voice of optimism.

"what do you mean?

Dropping back to the sofa. She said, "I mean there's a way we can both benefit greatly from this."

Working some saliva back into my mouth. "how?" I managed to ask.

"if we get married." She declared.

"what! Thats never going to happen." I fired.

"then we both know whats going to happen if we don't get married." She finalised with a mean expression that got me asking myself: WHAT SHOULD I DO?



TBC

PrinceOFprince:
Happy sunday. TBM. Any update today? Atleast to celeberate madrid loss 4 us. Keep up tha gwud werk. You're dowing gread

lolz. Thanx bro. But am updatin today.