₦airaland Forum

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.

Smarkie:
Darous, i have being following this ur story as a ghost reader from the begining and i must confess i am glued to ur amazing suspence here. sometimes ur lack of update makes me want to back out but i always i ask my self do i pay u for this work,do i buy u the mb u use to update, do i contribute the idea on what to write?NO why then ll i back out, Darous in two words i say thank you As ur story is getting to the end i have 1 question to ask; what happen to ur girlfriend JOKE, because she is the character i like most in this ur story and i don't like the heartbreak she is getting from u

bro..i sincerely appericiate the commendations. Am truly elated for it. Thanx. About Joke, u just hav to wait and fold ur arms as the subsequent updates unfolds every hidden answers needed 4 d story to end. Thanx

SmartestPopQUEEN:
I honestly can't fathom anything that can hinder a man with yhur intellectual talents from attaining the top Mr TBM. Considering everything yhu've stated about the level of yhur education is what really makes it ironically unbelievable seeing what yhu've done with the story so far.

Pleas don't relent. Continue...yhu' gonna end up at the top someday.

wow! My very own model! I hail u ma o. Longest time. Hows family and Matilda. Its nice having you here maam. I miss u

olasunkanmi136:
Oga darousmart abeg don't end this story anytime sooner. I've never been checking for updates on a story like this on NL before. Keep it up bro you're the best.

oga Sucko, you wan make ah turn diz tori to season film? Chai.....*lips sealed*. Thanx boss.

menwongo:
Everything about your story is supper
Obeying all the tiny English rules that makes me hate the Forien language





Don't plan on ending this master piece
Let this be like olden days novel that reaches 9791 pages.
I so much believe you will one day put this in hard copy.

Na "my first work after NYSC" the follow you for back. Thumps up

i shudn't end it any sooner??...chai...but bro, alot of people wil disagree with you o...by the way, thanx 4 d honest comment. I really app it. Thanx boss.

Ak2fyn:
this is the one story on NL that i always come back to continue frm whr i stopped, though sometimes i come back without seeing additional updates, i jst hv to visit again to satisfy my curiosity of seeing hw it ends, thumbs up TheBlessedMan

you absolutely hav no idea how pleasurable it feels to read your comment bro. Thanx 4 sharing. You're awesome

adedolapo2017:
There was a time, I gave up on this story coz of the delay in updates. I have to come back coz this is one of the best story, I have ever read
God bless darousmart

thanx 4 sharing bro.. U are awesome

chisiudeh:
I must say this is one of the stories ive enjoyed so much. Though sometimes sango network go comot where u dey for many days. But you never disappoint.

My observation though is that the updates some times take long before dropping. Yes i understand the fact that we all have something doing.

Thank you and keep up the job.

thanx boss. You're the best.

obong003:
Guy, this update too short na.. Well done sir. You have tried a lot.

You have really used your imagination to put a lot together.

am sorry you found diz update insatiable. I promise to work harder to reach your expectations. Thanx 4 sharing.

mhiztalee:
baba...
ur story is on point...
abeg u do literature for school
mehn I love it.. keep it up bro

literature?.... far frm it...am just a bloody science student.... Thanx 4 commenting.

paqman:
[b][/b]we hail the son of shango
my acknowledgment, the suspense is astonishing
my criticism, slow update but and you are forgiven with reason .
your mistake in the story, you should just try and add a little self control to the character, but it really spice up your story .
na my mind I talk ooo , who am my to critisicise another man work , all the same brother I hail

noted bro. Thanx 4 sharing your mind. I app it. Thanx

chiexcel:
After COUNTLESS peeping through dis page waiting 4 an update an thank God it wasnt invain......tenks soo much 4 d update

you welcome bro. I write cos u read. Thanx

Sorry this update took longer than promised. Na Chelsea Vs Arsenal boring match cos am. Abeg chelsea fans, tell Abramovic to open a cement shop for Bakayoko and Morata o. Football is not just meant for those two guys. They miss chances more than women who misses her period during pregnancy.

That being said... COUNTLESS is fastly approaching the end. Please guys, I want you to start telling me everything you've seen and noticed about the story so far. Be it, critisicm or acknowledgement or corrections. Please let it out.

I won't drop the next update if I don't see your responses o. Please this is where I need you guys. Thanx.


113. COUNTLESS.


Life of a millionaire? Nothing comes close to it.
You know you are comfortably rich when 'how to eat, means to eat, or what to eat' have become a thing of the past in your life and 'when to eat' now becomes your occasional worries.

New friends, and I mean high classed ones and not the 'shey I fit see 1k from you till Buhari returns to the country' types. No... I ain't talking about those ones. Am talking about friends of high levels that, at an ocassion, the drinks on your tables alone are worth more expensive than the annual budget of the whole of Lagos state....well you can throw your phone against the wall if you think thats an overrated statement.
Either way, Darous Emmanuel, the first and last born of Shango is now a comfortable richman.

***

"aiit dude. You will see the alert right away." Thats me ending the call of a radio presenter. He just called to notify me of the actual bill for the advertisement of my new company.

3months after the demise of Adedoyin, I sold off her companies which were then in my name and I used the new funds acquired to establish some car dealing companies both within the surburb of Abeokuta and its nearby cities.

Just when you thought it would take a cold day in hell before Darousmart could care for other people's needs, disappointedly, he did something extra ordinary by opening a charity foundation for homeless kids and orphans.

It was the event of one fateful day that instigated the idea of that Orphanage foundation which was named in the memory of the late Adedoyin.

I was coming back from a Glo organised musical concert held at one 5-star hotel inside Banana Island there in Lagos. Where a lot of stars from the music industries were in attendance. People like Olamide Bado, Flavour and suprisingly Davido were all present. It was a great concert and I was exteremly thrilled to have been there with my friends to see those bleaching creams of the music industry.

After saying pleasantry goodbyes with my friends after the end of the concert, I entered my blue Lexus-2018 model and headed straight to Abeokuta. Few distance remaining to cover before I got home, therein one popular sapon market, I reduced the speed of the car when I noticed some people surrounding a very young guy whose right cheeks was swollen and blood covering his battered face.

Then, the curiousity application in me flew open by itself. I stopped the car and parked it safely beside the road. After locking the door firmly, I made a quick approach towards the scene.

"chisos! Is that why they beat him so badly like this? Because he stole a seventy naira bread and one pure water to satisfy his hungry belly?" Those were my lamentations after one elderly woman has narrated everything that brought about the incident to me.

While I was still standing there, A hefty man pulled the thief up and gave him some series of slapping before handing him to another person who repeated the same thing he did.

The poor thief could only whimper and beg for mercy, but no, this baboons would have none of that. To them they have caught a thief and he must be dealt with. The more he begged, the more they feel the urge to beat him.

'Some nigerians are really stupid and cruel if you ask me or you don't ask me....cos of a mere bread and pure H2O, something he stole just to survive the hardship implemented on him by the ba*tard leaders we claimed to have? They were ready to end his life? When their leaders that are looting there resources on hourly basis are on the television, flashing them some stu*id dentitions? What an odd world!

Not long ago, Sandra Jim Anababa, a friend of mine on facebook posted a very heartbreaking picture of a small boy of age 7, that was set ablaze by some people just because he stole a small quantity of garri to feed himself. The poor boy was killed bru...'

"wetin dey delay Pascal and Opera na?" A loud voice from the crowd interrupted my thoughts. "

I glanced around and my eyes collided with the eyes of the thief but he was now sitting on the floor. He was staring pitifully into my face. Apparently, he was sending a lot of messages to my heart with that abject stare.

Seeing him in that sorry state triggered a lot of memories in my brain. I remembered vividly that I was once like him, when finding something to eat is equal to finding a virgin widow. Truth be told, people, specifically Nigerians are really suffering badly.

To all the hustlers out there, I say continue, don't relent, persevere, endure more, pursue more. And one day, your pay day will come.

Now, back to the story, I squinted at his face long enough for me to contemplate on what to do. Then the next thing I heard from the crowd concluded my thoughts for me.

"Pascal, bring that petrol make we roast this thief na!" Someone among the angry mob cried out and seconds after he said that, I saw a guy coming towards the thief with a jerrycan of fuel in his hand.

It was that action that brought out the full humanity in me.
In one swift moment of instinct judgement, I thrusted my hands into my black Gucci jean trousers. I still had a few of the dollars I sprayed for some upcoming artist at the concert in my pockets. I was about to spray the dollars among the crowd to divert their attention before I suddenly began to second guess myself.

The guy coming with the fuel was fast approaching and I quickly asked myself if what I was about to do is right...but when the guy with the fuel seems to be getting nearer to the thief than the reply I was expecting, I swung into action.

You can guess what happens, when a crowd suddenly see dollars flying in the air.

When I saw that even the idiot coming with the petrol has joined in the dollar-picking-task I threw at them, I marched fast towards the thief, pulled him up and I was about to start running with him when I heard a voice from behind me.

"wetin you wan do? Where you wan carry am go?" I turned around swiftly to face the owner of that voice. It was the hefty guy that started the slapping session with the thief.

'a little revenge would do'. A voice told me from within. As a learned and trained boxer, I launched a straight punch to his face but he quickly dodged it aside but his side dodging was met with a fast jaw crunching cross from my left arm followed quickly was a heavy jab directed at his solar plexus from my right arm and that was what eventually sent him to the floor.

"you see that Blue Lexus parked over there?" I asked the thief standing beside me while pointing to my car. He nodded his head and I quickly added. "if I first you reach there, you are on your own o." He didn't let me finish my statement before he used all the strenght left in him to get to the car just seconds after me. I opened the car and after he'd gotten in, I zoomed off.

Inside the car, I contemplated on whether to take him to the police station or hospital. But after he told me about his plight and what led him to stealing, I had no choice than to conclude on the latter.

Hours later, Ade, (the thief's name) and I were heading home from the clinic where he was treated. I took him to my house and gave him some cloths and 5thousand naira. I asked him to come back the following monday to my office at Panseke to resume work as an attendant at my company.

'if you're are not among the first eleven people that will be in heaven for what you did today, then na ojoro be that o.' An inner voice told me before I slept off on the night of that fateful day.

***

I transferred the needed amount for the advertisement to the account of the radio presenter that just called me. I dropped the phone beside me on the dinning table and began to eat.

My phone rang again and thinking it is the presenter calling back to confirm the sucessful transfer, I decided not to pick it. It rang again and again but after the fifth one, I washed of the wheat in my hand and picked the phone. It was an unsaved number.

Thinking it might be a new customer that wants to do business with me, I quickly picked it and spoke softly in my usual way of communicating with a new customer.

"hello...this is Darous Emmanuel. C.E.O of Darousmart Vehicles Nigeria Limited. How may I help you?"

"really?" Replied by a hoarse voice. "thats so sweet of you." Followed again with a feminine laughter.

"please who is this?" I asked curiously as I wasn't able to recognise the owner instantly.

"guess which of your nemesis have come back?" The voice replied again but in a hoarse teasing tone.

"please am not in the mood for silly pranks. Who am I talking with?" I blurted out frustratingly. But the reply was the same as the previous one.

"if you are not ready to talk, then, am ending the call right away." I said and waited for the reply.

"who could I be among your nemesis o? Darous.." That sounded hoarsely more. "Adedoyin? No, that means I'm dead...hmm, maybe Beatrice? But that would mean am calling from prison which am not....then who am I ooo...." She was silent for a sec but eventually continued with the hoarse disguised voice. "Can I be Chioma?...can I? If am Chioma, then that would mean am calling from Abeokuta, which I am presently, and now on my way to your mansion....YES!" She cried out in her normal voice and I instantly recognised her. "am CHIOMA! But am not your nemesis. Am infact the genesis of your wealth." She concluded with a chuckle.

I released a deep sigh and spoke. "what devil are you planning now o...Chy...?" I asked with a tone that perfectly masked the worry in my voice.

"am not planning anything....infact, am right now at your gate."

"what!...how..." I was interrupted by the sound of the gatebell.

"thats me. Be a gentleman and open this gate." She said.

Reluctantly, I picked the remote controller of the gate and opened it. I watched from the dinning window as Chioma stepped inside the compound, glanced around and eventually settled her gaze on the entrance of the mansion with a mischievious grin that spelt; THE DEVIL IS HERE!.


TBC

Tunsboy17:
hope ur day isnt that streesful bro?

apparently, it was. But i dey kakaraka. Til tomao bro.

zeezyoung:
Abeg update oo i cant wait oo

sorry, I initially planned to update today but due to hectic day at work, i couldnt. But tomorow is here already. Wil update tomao. Thanx.

paqman:
may the God of thunder never live you na man you be. this story they enter my system like say I dey watch movie , abeg try to update asap

wil surely do d needful soon bro