labaski:
2 friends loving d same set of guys at d same time..hatred and envy starts from dere.. weldone dear.

Hatred, Envy, Love, all are the same and most times we get them confused. Let's see what the future holds.
Thank you so much ma'am

nellyme:
Wow...seems history is going to repeat itself.......easy bro wif d suspense before u gv me hrt attack....enjoying every bit of d story

More ink to ya pen and pls do continue....
Have a lovely weekend sir....
Cheers...

Yikes!!! I hate histories, deja vu and fate.
It makes the gods seem powerful over us.

Okay, I would reduce the suspense.
And thank you so much for taking time to comment also. Please, if you have any criticism, or idea, I would be glad if you drop them.

Happy weekend.

STILLIFLOW:



I don't madam. The one that has the ego problem should be Yours Truly.

So tell me "anti bot spam", what is the ego in telling you the truth that you have banned me 21 times and still counting. ***Na only me the machine dey do error abi?***

What is the ego in the fact that my aim is to update three times daily, but you give me breakfast of Akara and bread, lunch of Eba and Egusi soup, and dinner of Paw paw and fried Rice and you call them short term banning.

Chilling man.. Don't try to make a big deal out of this. Anti spam bot is totally different from the mods persona.
I got ban on 4 good occasions because I wanted to update a post. All you have to do is to mail the mod and seek help.

You are a good writer, agreed, but don't go on like this seeking to destroy your reputation because you feel you have got 'haters' or enemies. Trust me, if you've got haters, you won't even know them.

I sincerely doubt Ishilove takes pleasure in banning you. Shey you break her heart ni??

To Be Continued....
More updates soon...

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Richard's Apartment
08:12:32am


Hammy opened her eyes lazily as she stirred over the white bedsheets. The sun glowed as her eyes scanned around. This wasn't her room, she thought. She shot to a sitting position.

She looked around again, this time with her senses and she found her clothes had mysteriously deserted her body and laid on the floor.

She recollected what had happened the previous night and she covered her mouth in shame as she realised what had just happened.

Richard came into the room with a tray of hot coffee and set it on the bed.
"Hey sunshine." He smiled. "How was your night?"

She looked at him feeling shy as she pulled the sheets over her unclad body.
"Did we...?" She asked trembling.

Richard laughed at her as he saw her green eyes lit up with passion. He bent over and kissed her on the forehead and mildly rubbed her cheeks.
She closed her eyes as she let the sensation drive through her veins.
"You are beautiful." He finally spoke.

She opened her eyes to realise it wasn't a dream. She quickly picked up her clothes and ran into his toilet panting.
"Oh God." She said. "This can't be happening."
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Audrey sat at the bar and ordered a drink as she nursed over the loss of the cute Richard to her friend. It had always been like that when since the both of them had become friends. Guys, for some inexplicable reasons, seemed drawn to her like ants over sugar.
She was 5'8, same height with her friend. She was light in complexion, which ought to make her stand out. She had the mixture of Madonna and Kerry Clarkson for beauty and shape and she had deep blue eyes, but she still couldn't understand why guys drool over her chocolate skinned friend.

She sighed as the thought played on her mind. She was about to get up when she realised the guy sitting by her side.
"This guy." She muttered.

She tapped him on the arm. As their gaze met, he almost threw away his drink out of shock. He knew he had seen her before.
"Hey." He greeted, forcing himself to smile.

"Hey you too." She scowled. "You think this is funny, right?"

He looked at her confused.

"Oh, you better stop pretending and act like a man." She fired again.

"Sorry, I don't understand you."

"Are you not the Dan of a guy that had been dropping letters in my friend's bag and you told us to meet you here, huh? You should know that was so cliché."

"Sorry lady." He injected. "My name is not Dan but Nathan. And I didn't drop any letter, neither didd I tell you to meet me here. Maybe you have me confused with someone else."

"Could you please stop lying and own up." She replied. "You were the one that defended us in that test and you dropped a letter before we could have a chance to thank you."

"Okay, see lady." He interrupted her. "Yes I defended you, and I lied about my name. It is not Dan but Nathan. And no, I did not drop any letter. I went out because I had a call to answer." He explained.

"So if it wasn't you, who then dropped the letter and now asked us to meet here?" Audrey asked, raising her brows.

"I don't know. Maybe someone that likes your friend did."

"And you don't like my friend?"

Nathan looked at her speechless as she starred back at him.

"Well, I like her." He finally said.

"So why haven't you told her yet?"

"Well, I'm not sure of what she would say."

"You haven't tried and you are giving up already."

Nathan smiled as he starred at his half empty cup.

"How well do you like her?" Audrey continued.

"Very well." Nathan answered and was surprised at how freely he spoke to someone he hated at the beginning.

"Well, if you don't tell her, someone else might get her." Just then her phone vibrated. It was a text from Hammy, telling her that she was going with Richard.

"See this girl." She muttered.

"What happened?" Nathan asked.

"Nothing really. Just that my friend would be staying in a friend's place tonight."

"Okay." Nathan felt relieved. "I could walk you home if you don't mind." He offered.

Audrey smiled at him. Someone she had vowed to break his balls was now being so sweet.
She agreed to his offer as they stood to leave.


They talked and laughed on their way to her house as the effect of the drinks began to take a slight toll on them. Audrey had promised to put in a word for him to Hammy and Nathan thanked her.
He walked her to her doorstep and hugged her before she went inside.

His phone rang out, prompting him to regain his full senses.
"Hello Dad."
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Mr. Sam Hills' House



"What are friggin' doing here?" Sam hollered at the lady standing in front of his door.

"Sam, take it easy. I just need to talk to you."

"Oh no, there is no talking to do here, Joan. I thought I made myself clear when I told you I didn't want to see or here from you again."

"Come on Sam, be reasonable....."

"Oh, I should be reasonable now? When you went around behaving like a slut, blowing everyone you see, you didn't think I was reasonable, right?"

"Sam, I won't allow you to insult my dignity." Joan frowned.

"Dignity? What dignity do you have left in you? And to think I trusted you, loved you, fought for you. I was ready to do anything for you, only for you to stab me the way you did and you talk about dignity."

"Sam, come on. Everyone makes a mistake and I admit I am no saint but I swear, I had always loved you, that was why I came back to you. Sam, I am terribly sorry."

"When you slept with my best friend, you didn't remember you loved me. When you ran away, you were not sorry. You tricked me into marrying you and succeeded in turning my friend into my enemy, that was when you felt sorry to tell me the truth. Joan, you have a brother in the devil."

"Come on Sam, be reasonable. I have been apologising for over 20years and you still can't let go of the past? Haba Sam, it's not fair."

"Not fair you say? You broke my ego and ruined my pride and you say it's not fair. Just look at who is talking."

"Okay, can I come in? At least let's talk things over."

"No way. You are not welcome in here." Sam shouted.

"Okay, at least for our son, my son."

"Oh no, he is no longer your son. You gave up that right when you decided to play the harlot. Now get out of my face."

"But Sam...." The words had hardly come out when Sam slammed the door to her face. She stared at the door for a minute before turning to take her leave.

Sam watched from his window as she zoomed off in her car. When he could no longer hear the sound of her car, he broke down in tears.
He knew he loved her. From the moment he saw her face after more than 20years, he felt like hugging her and kissing her but the same way he loved her was also the same way he hated her.

He stood to his feet and switched off the light. He had to plan for the next course of action.
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At The Club.

Hammy and Audrey held each other as the men circled around them, starring at them like ravenous wolves while licking their lips.

The ladies had heard stories of how men raped ladies and brutally murdered them afterwards. They shivered as the thoughts played concurrently on their mind. They had lost their voice to shout.

Just when they had given up hope of any rescue, a light complexion man came in view.

"Hey guys." He spoke as he tucked his hand in this pocket. "I think you should all leave the ladies alone."

The three dark men turned their attention to him as the their leader forced the ladies to their kneels. The three men advanced stealthily like a pack of wolves.

"Who are you?" One of the man asked.

"You don't need to know my name. Just leave the ladies alone."

"You have no idea who you are dealing with here boy, just walk away before things get messy."

He looked at their faces and studied their movement. He picked up a stick from the ground and in a flash he had knocked three of them unconscious.
The leader brought out his gun but before he would press on the trigger, he was knocked out cold flat.

After a few moment, the four men gained consciousness and scampered at the sight of the man who had beaten them with ease.
They got to the feet and watched as the men ran.

"Thank you so much." Audrey broke the silence. she studied the man who had just saved them. He was light in complexion, dark hair and the glasses he wore made him look cute. He was well built and Audrey already had fantasies of her getting lost in his arms. She paused in her thoughts as she observed that he was starring at Hammy.
"Oh God. Not this one too." She muttered.

Hammy seductively played with her eyelashes as she looked at him. He was quite charming, she thought.
"Thank you so much for your help." She offered.

"No problem, gorgeous."

Hammy's tummy fluttered with electricity at the sound of that. His voice was smooth and commanding.
"What's your name?" She asked.

"I'm Richard."

Audrey folded her arms as she watched the two of them talked. She was already used to this kind of situation but she couldn't stand the cold this night.
"Hammy, can we please be on our way?"

"You should wait for me inside. Please." Hammy begged.

Audrey threw her hands in the air as she walked into the club, leaving Hammy with the cute guy.
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EPISODE 5.
Strings.
12:30:21am.


The jazz music played softly as Nathan stared over his half empty glass cup. He had had a rough week and he needed something to ease the stress off his overloaded mind. The club was filled with a handful of people as some danced with abandon while some just sat and talked in hushed tones.

He had been on a lot of pressure lately, thanks to his father, who was bent on using him to fight his own battles but refuses to let him know the details. He wished he could just live a normal life.

Speaking of normal, the thought of seeing Hammy again played in his head and he found himself smiling to it. He tried to talk himself out of the thoughts but the more he tried, the more he found himself smiling at the thought. If only he could just tell her how he felt about her, though he presumed she was a little bit above his league, he felt confident about winning her love.

A hand tapped him on the shoulder from behind, making the smile on his face evaporate with his fantasies.
It was the guy with the glasses.

He couldn't remember where he had seen the face before, but he knew he looked familiar.

"Hey, how are you?" Nathan greeted, extending his hand for a shake.

"Hey bro. I'm alright." The guy responded. "I doubt you remember me."

"Naah. I'm sorry, I can't." Nathan apologised.

"Remember the guy you mistakenly knocked over when you saw two ladies some weeks ago?"

"Oh my god!! I remember that. Long time." Nathan exclaimed.

"Yea, long time. I'm Richard by the way."

"Oh. Richard. Nice to see you bro. I'm Nathan."

"Nathan? I thought it was Dan? Because I remember that day you defended those ladies in the class, you said your name was Dan." Richard was puzzled.

Oh that." Nathan grinned. "I lied then. You don't really expect me to tell that lecturer my real name."

"Nice one bro. I was actually thinking you have finally succeeded in putting yourself in trouble."

"Nah. I wouldn't do that. We have to be sharp in what we do."

"True. So what are you doing here? Expecting a date? Richard quizzed.

"Just clearly my head. Too much stuff lately."

"Let me guess. Family issues?"

"Well, that is one of them. In fact, that's the major." Nathan replied as he emptied his glass.

"Yeah. You can say that again. I have the same issue and it's like I am being use for something sinister."

"Exactly. That's the point." Nathan pointed.

As they talked, the door opened and two ladies walked in. Nathan and Richard's phones rang out at the same time and like a cue, both men brought out their phones.

"I'm going to use the rest room." Nathan spoke first as both men buried their heads in their phone. "It was nice meeting you."

"You too bro." Richard responded. "Maybe later. I have to also go do something."
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Hammy and Audrey stepped into the club as the soft music danced it way into their ears. The scanned around for an empty table and when they found one, they made for the spot.
They had barely settled down when Hammy's phone rang out. It was a text.

"He has sent me a text." declared Hammy amidst the playing song.

"Already? What did he say?"

"Said we should meet outside."

"Outside? But we saw no one on our way in here."

"Well, let's find out. Come on." Hammy picked up her bag and dragged Audrey with her as they walked out of the club.

They got outside but realised that everywhere was as empty as a clean shaved head. The Moon hardly gave its light as both ladies wrapped their arms around their bodies from the chilly air.

"Are you sure you read that text right? Audrey asked as she thumb-over the vicinity. "Because I can't even see a rat."

"Yes I am sure." Hammy confirmed as she read the tex again.

"But there is no one here. Either you read it wrong or this guy is playing with us. And if he is playing with us, I'm going break his balls when I see him again."

As they talked, Audrey became silent as she glanced over her shoulders.

"Hammy." She called quietly.

"What is it?"

"I saw something move in the shadow." Audrey's voice was shaken.

"Come on. Stop being paranoid. It was your mind playing a trick on you."

"I am serious. I saw someone." Audrey restated.

"Come on, let's go inside."

As they turned to leave, they heard the sound of a bottle smashed against the wall and they froze in the tracks.
They managed to turn around and their eyes met with the gaze of trouble.
"Good evening ladies." The fair man spoke, showing off his newly brushed teeth like he was auditioning for a toothpaste advert.

They turned to take to their heels but soon realised that they had been surrounded by three other dark men that had come out from the shadow where they hid.

"Shall we get down to business?" The fair man croaked.
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kitnah:

I really love this
As for the criticisms,I don't have any yet
But I won't hesistate to give one,when the time comes
I love the uniqueness in your story.
Btw,you and simplicity,has the same way of writing.
#just saying.
Last bullet-->IT'S IN YOU!!!

My golden writer...hope you feeling better now?
Thank you so much for your encouragement. May God bless you good.
And as for the writing style....well, I don't know what to say.

Remain happy!! The whole world needs you

...

Audrey sat on her bed going over her assignments. She had tried sleeping but had ended up been restless all through. So she decided to do her assignments, perhaps she might fall asleep out of boredom.

Just as she began to have heavy eyes, Hammy rushed into the room, making her jump under her bed.

"Babe, why are you under your bed?" Hammy asked confused.

"I thought there was a rapist in the house with the way you gave me a fright." Audrey fried back as she slowly crawled from under her bed. "You need to stop doing things like that.

"Whatever. I just got a text from that number, saying we should meet at the club down the road." Hammy announced.

"And you want to go?" Audrey asked, looking shocked.

"Yeah. I want to know our mystery lover." Hammy giggled.

"This is a bad idea and I have a bad feeling about this."

"Come on. It would be fun. At least you will get the chance to punch him in the face. Please!!!" Hammy pleaded.

"Okay. Let's do this." Audrey thundered.

"YEAH!!!!!"
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Sam got into his house feeling rather accomplished as he threw his phone on the table.
He ran a hot bath as he placed his food in a microwave. He felt the night was perfect.
He played a jazz music as he eat his dinner alone on the big dinning table. For some reasons he did not know, he felt happy.

He was switching off the lights as he made to retire to bed when he heard a knock on his door. Who would that be, he thought.

As he opened the door, he froze on the spot as he set his gaze on a shadow from the past.

"What in God's holy name are you doing here?"

"We need to talk." A female replied.

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Mrs. Elizabeth wept profusely as she drove through the almost deserted road. The moonlight felt her pains as it hide behind the dark clouds.

She cried, not because of what she had just found out, rather because she knew she still loved him.
Why does it have to hurt so much, she asked herself. Why do those we love turn out to be those we shouldn't have? Perhaps he would have an explanation.

Maybe she didn't give him enough time to explain and clear things up. Maybe she had to be very supportive to her husband no matter the issue. Maybe it was all a game by her husband rival.
She knew he loved her and most time people lie so as to protect those they love.
Maybe she should go back an listen to what he had to say. Maybe. Just maybe.

She was lost in her sea of thoughts when she failed to realise that she had enter the path of a speeding trailer.
The impact was as disastrous as a nuclear blast site as the trailer slammed the car to a wall off the road, compressing it in such way that it looked like a golf ball.
Sharp broken parts of the car punctured her to the stomach, rib cages, heart, neck and her head, spilling a small fraction of her brain as her blood gave her car interior a bright red new colour. Her eyes popped out of her sockets as her blood dripped to the floor, creating a map of calamity where it settled.

There was no one in sight to call for help.

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EPISODE 4.
All In A Circle.
04:26:12pm.
Somewhere On The Island.



The mild evening sun rays danced lazily into the spacious office, revealing the stack of wealth it horde from the outside world.
Mr. Stone sat in his office across the big table as he wandered away in his thoughts. If he had learnt anything over the years ever since he began this journey, it was that perhaps, even the gods were not on his side. Nothing had ever gone right.

He had just ended a conversation with his son on the phone and from the look of things, everything was a disaster.
He needed to find a way to fight back. All he needed was a mistake from his opponent and a stroke of luck on his side

His phone vibrated on the table, bringing him back from his journey. It was a text from his wife.
He loved her so much but this war he had started had found away to create a vacuum in his family. He wished he could fix it, at least be grateful for her saving him when he thought he had lost everything. Truth was, he was on the brink of death when she walked into the hospital.
Like an angel clothed in white, she had come to rescue him. Her face was the last face he saw before he went into a two weeks comatose. And as fate would have it, her face was the first thing he saw when he finally opened his eyes.

They got to know each other but he had to hide some information from her about his past. He was scared of losing her.
They had couple of dates, dinners, walkouts, movies and all romantic stuff he could conjure then and she became the sweetest thing he had ever known, aside from his past.
She had helped him get a lucrative job with the government at the time oil exploration began newly in the country and he felt he had no other choice than to make a marriage proposal to her. He felt complete.

Everything had been going on well and he had totally forgotten his promise to raise hell, not until he got an information about someone that had wronged him and ever since then, chaos and destruction had been his shadow.
He knew he had failed her when he came home one night to meet her crying her eyes out. He felt sorry for her but he knew he would remain demented until he had finally succeeded. So far, he had failed.

His desk phone rang, jerking him out of his thoughts.
"Yea, what is it?

"Sir." His secretary answered. "Someone is here to see you."

"But I thought I said I don't want to be disturbed?"

"Sir, I think you are gonna want to see this person."

"And who is he?"

"Sir, it's Mr. Hills."

"Bloody angels." He cursed.
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Both men stood, starring at each other's eyeballs. The only thing separating them was the big table in between them as both men clenched their fits, barred their teeth and breathed hot air from their nostrils. Time had cease to exist in their world.

"Sam. What are you doing here?" Mr. Stone queried.

"Nice to see you too, Clark." Mr. Hills responded. "How long has it been since we last saw? 21 or 22 years ago?" He asked as he took his seat.

Clark was visibly irritated. "What do you want, you Judas?"

"Hey Clark, you were the one who betrayed me. Stop acting like the victim." Sam fired back. "Besides, you were the one who started this war but now, it looks like I own the game."

Clark starred at him with fury. He wasn't going to be humiliated in his own office.
"Just wait and see what I have in mind for you."

"Oh I doubt that." Sam aired with confidence. "I am going to rip you apart and take everything you hold dear till you beg to die.
"Clark, you shouldn't have done what you did. You just shouldn't have. But don't worry, I will clean up this mess you created."

Clark Stone stood rooted to the ground as he watch Sam Hills take his leave. He was confused about what Sam meant by he shouldn't done what he did, still he had to find a way to protect what he hold dear.
He had to get home to his wife.
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The moon was bright and full as children danced under the moon's beam. Traders were closing up their stalls as cars drove by, blaring their horns loudly without looking sideways. Clark raced till he got to his house.

He highlighted from his car and ran into the building like a man set aflame, wishing everything was alright. He muttered some words as he ran.

"Sweetheart. Sweetheart." He called as he barged into the sitting room. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

Mrs. Elizabeth Stone stood with tears in her eyes as she looked sadly at his face.
She knew she loved him so much but she couldn't bear the pains any longer. She wished he would go back to be the same man she married over 20years ago.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" He called to her again.

She pointed to the table at the centre of the room as some documents laid open.
Clark looked at the documents and sunk to the chair when he realised what it was.
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Sam drove through the silent street as the moon tailed behind him. He felt a bit relieved as he succeeded in putting fear in the mind of his former friend. He just wished his son would have some good news when he called.
He picked up his phone and dialled his number.

"Hey kiddo."

"Dad, I'm not a kid, okay?" The voice retorted.

"Whatever boy. Tell me, have you found him?"

"Not yet sir. I really have doubts about this. I really don't think he is here."

"Thinking is not your concern. Yours is to do what you are told to do. Now shut up and get to work. I will send you some information soon."
He terminated the call.

He needed to find a final blow to give his opponent. He just wished luck was on his side.
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"Who is Sam Hills?" Mrs. Elizabeth asked as Clark sat on the chair starring blankly at the documents. He wished things wouldn't have to turn out like this.

"Who is Sam Hills?" She asked again.

"Sweetheart, please calm down." He pleaded. No matter how hot headed he was, he was not ready to lose his wife.

"I am calm. I am calm." She said repeatedly. "So do you care to explain the meaning of all these documents and photos and who the hell is Sam Hills? Is he the same man you claim is your rival?"

Clark took a deep breathe. "I and Sam were friends while we were younger. We were like brothers and we never let each other down.
"We did almost everything together and problems started when we realised we both wanted the same thing."

"What thing?" She interrupted.

Clark just starred at her in silence but she understood what that meant.

"Oh my friggin heavens. You both were after the same woman. I have been a fool." She broke down in tears.

"Sweetheart." Clark rushed to grab her before she could hit the ground. "I swear it is all in the past."

"All in the past? And you didn't think it wasn't okay for me to know?"

"Sweetheart, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for it to turn out like this." He pleaded.

"Clark, I loved you. I gave my all for you. I was ready to lay my life for you. My parents disowned me at some point because they thought you wouldn't be someone and all you could repay me with was to go to war with your friend over another woman, allowing me to fool myself by crying everyday. Clark, you are evil."

"Sweetheart, please, I can explain."

"Explain." She stood to her feet still crying profusely. "You had over 20years to explain but you didn't. What makes you think you can suddenly explain now." She asked.

"At least let me try." He begged.

"Sorry love. God knows I will forever love you but I can't stay with you. I am filing for a divorce." With that, she picked her bag from the sofa and walked out through the front door.

Clark broke down in tears. He knew he was at fault and that the blame was all his. He cried knowing that he had just lost the most precious thing he had ever gotten all because of a war he had initiated. The words of Sam rang in his head, "I am going to rip you apart and take everything you hold dear...."

Clark sat on the sofa as he glanced at the documents again. If his wife was gone, the next target would be his son.
"Dammit." He cursed.
He had to protect his son. He pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled a number.
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The moon still stood across the sky, waiting for the dawn to break forth as Mrs. Adams walked towards the New City Hotel.
After she had located the room, she took a quick survey to be sure no one was followed her. When she was satisfied, she knocked on the door.
The door opened and she walked in.

She opened her mouth in shock as she recognised Mike. She wasn't expecting to see him.
"What are you doing here?" She queried.

Mike smiled as his eyes ravaged her body in lust. She was still as beautiful as ever.
"Good morning, Sharon."

"Call me Mrs. Adams and where is my daughter?" She fired at him.

"Calm down, she's okay." Mike raised his hands to hush her.

"I need prove."

"Fine." Mike brought out his phone and showed her a video of her daughter. Mrs. Adams broke down in tears again.

"Oh my daughter. Can I see her? Please!!" She pleaded.

"No you can't."

"Then why am I here?" She asked.

"I needed to see you. I miss you so much." Mike spoke as he came forward and cupped her face in his hands.
She could feel his hot breath from his nostril and momentarily kissed him before she quickly broke free from him.

"No Mike. We can't continue to do this." She sobbed.

"Don't you miss me also?"

She felt heartbeat racing as thick sweat formed on her brows. She had begun an affair with him when she suspected her husband of cheating. She enjoyed it while it lasted but after she had carelessly become pregnant, she had to terminate both the pregnancy and the relationship.
Mike had felt bad about it but as he dug dip to realise that her husband had murdered his father, he wanted full vengeance.

"Mike, I am serious about what I said. Last year was a mistake and it shouldn't have happened." She spoke facing him.

"Sharon, I miss you and I need you badly." He pleaded.

"It's Mrs. Adams and I love my family. Is this why you kidnapped my daughter?" Her eyes shot open.

"No. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

"Then why?"

"This is about your husband."

She steady her breath, "What did he do this time?"

Just then, there was a bang on the door.

"Ma'am, are you alright in there?" A voice called out from without.

Mike became furious.
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"I told you not to tell anyone." Mike spoke in a hushed tone, though he was angry.

"I swear, I did not tell anyone. Please don't kill my daughter." She pleaded.

"That would depend."

"On what?" She asked.

"Just do as I say. Now slowly open the door and if you try anything funny, forget we had anything, amma send you down your grave faster than you can think. Hope you understand?"

She nodded her head as she gulped a ball of saliva. She could see his eyes were become red and she knew better that he was more dangerous when he was like this. Previous experience had taught her so.

She opened the door slowly as the bodyguard stood by the door.
"Ma'am are you alright?"

"Who asked you to follow me?" She queried.

"Your husband just wanted to make sure you were okay. You were taking so long in here. Are you alright?" He searched her face.

"I am okay. You can go now."

"Sorry ma, I can't leave you." With that he forced his way into the room.
Mike who had been hiding behind the door, closed the door when the guard was inside and quickly shot him.

Mrs. Adams screamed for a moment but covered her mouth with her hands.

"You shouldn't have killed him."

"Forget about him. I need you now to go back to your husband and ask him to tell you about Mr. Jonathan Johnson."

"Who is he?" She asked still trembling.

"I think your husband would know better but I doubt he would want to say anything. Just tell him 'The devil is coming and he is bringing hell with him'. I think he would understand."

"But...." She tried to speak but he had already dashed out of the room, leaving her in confusion.


End of Chapter 1

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Mrs. Adams starred at the phone looking puzzled. The number had seemed familiar but her memory was too bogey to remember where.
Her husband rushed in where she laid and she quickly tucked the phone under her pillow.
"Sweetheart. Are you alright? I heard you fainted."

She began another episode of cry as she wrapped her arms around him, burying her head in his muscular chest.
"My daughter." She sobbed. "She's gone. I shouldn't have left her"

"Hey, take it easy. I promise, we would get her." Mr. Adams assured her.

"Promise me you will make them pay." She pleaded, looking into his eyes.

"I swear on my life, all those involved would pay dearly for this insult." He reaffirmed. "Now, you need to rest. I have to take care of things."

She watched as he walked out of the room. She glanced over the phone again and when it was safely tucked away, she slept with a heavy heart.

That night, she had a nightmare where her hands were covered in blood as her daughter laid beside her. She woke up with a scream only to realise it was a dream.
With an army of sweats all over her face, she glanced at her table clock. 06:37:02am.
She shot out from the bed.
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She wore a dark blue track sweater and a black scarf to cover her hair and face.
She was about to leave the house but was stopped half way to the door.
"Where are you going?"

She turned. It was her husband. She hadn't noticed him sitting there all along.

"I'm going for my morning run." She replied.

"With a scarf covering your face?

"Yea, I don't want to draw much attention but I just can't sit in this house with so many thoughts stabbing my brain. I need to clear my head." She tried to sound convincing.

"Okay. At least let a security detail follow you." He injected.

"No. I will be fine. I just need some alone time." She said that and walked out of the door.
As she was gone, Mr. Adams picked his phone,
"Follow her. Don't let her know but never let her out of your sight."
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labaski:
. honestly I am yet to understand d story but I hope I understand soon sha.. its cool dou.. weldone

Lol...that's the idea..
But stick around, we would have a clear sky soon...
Thank you for your encouragement

nellyme:


*pours him full bucket of cold water
He wakes startled
Be a man and take up ur responsibilities.....

#i will be with u all tru d way, dnt be afraid

*Wakes up
*looks at her
*faints again.

nellyme:


Am two weeks gone....do the maths.....

#tongue out
...............

*faints

nellyme:


Lol I bet d sweats dripped down with u shaking vigorously....hahahahahaha

I am pregnant ooooo and in my own case u r responsible

Hahahahahahahahaha

Okay......this is what I call 'Rough play'.
Are you trying to scare me? Because if you are then you have succeeded...
Hope it is not true??

nellyme:
Hi theorbiters ... "We need to talk" ASAP

Lmaoooo!!!!!
Nelly, please oo!!! That phrase is like a bitter torment.

Let's slow down for a while.....

Just in case you are trying to figure out this story, DON'T. You won't come close.

How would you feel if you lose someone you thought you had? And the person you thought you knew turns out to be not what you had wished for?

Watch out for the next two chapters as scary secrets unfolds and a new monster is unshackled.
You won't believe who just died.

Everyone has a demon. Don't just go about looking for it.

thronekid:
You're doing a very good job, bro. I'm liking this.
You should complete ghost and shadows, though.

Thank you sire... But Ghosts and Shadows wasn't and is still not mine. Hope you have fun here though.

nellyme:


Nyc, love d mystery....kudos

Awww.... I'm glad you are loving it, but to be honest, you just haven't see any mystery yet. Wait for the next two chapters.

Glad you are here.

..

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01:48:23pm.


Hammy rushed into the room with two black nylon bags in her hands. She was just returning from the market and she felt the need to relieve herself.

She dropped the bags on the wooden table and rushed to use the ladies as Audrey began to search the contents of the bag.
She came out of the toilet with drips of water on her brown face as she met Audrey with a confused glare, holding a piece of paper in mid air.

"What is that?" Hammy queried.

"Another love letter of course." Audrey replied as she handed over the paper to Hammy while she sat on her bed.

Hammy read aloud,
"I wish I could hear my name on her lips,
As I wish my head lay on her hips.
I wish i could see her eyes set aglow,
Making it way to stab my soul.

An angel among men,
An angel out of this realm.
Stealing our hearts with such rare impunity,
We can't but only adore you.
Happy birthday Starlight.."

Hammy starred at Audrey looking confuse and suddenly her eyes shot wide open,
"How did this person know about my birthday?"

"Hello?!! Everyone does."

"This is the fifth letter in two weeks. I am liking them but at the same time I am beginning to get scared." Hammy voiced out.

"I feel like punching that dude in the face." Audrey squeezed her face.

Hammy flipped the paper over, "Oh, he wrote his number here also. Finally."

"Wait. So he had been dropping letters anonymously, now he drops his number? What kind of sick guy is this? Who does that?" Audrey was become irritated.

Hammy laughed at her friends taunts as she dialled the number.
It rang but there was no answer.

"He is not picking."

"Christ!!!! I wish I could just strangle that guy." Audrey barred her teeth.
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He watched as his phone vibrated and smiled to himself. This was going as planned.
He allowed the call terminate as he cracked his knuckles. It was time to reveal himself.

His second phone rang out as he got up to leave his room. He frowned his face as he recognised the caller. He sunk back to his bed.

"Hello Dad." He answered.