�My Crazy
House Help�

�(She defiled me)�

@ Humble Smith

Synopsis

Meet Bryan a god on his own, his name is on the air and no one in the whole country doesn't know him..

Why wouldn't he be known when he is the most cutest guy ever seen, some believed he isn't a human..

He wasn't only cute but also got the greatest voice ever, his voice could melt your would leaving you emotional, his music is all that would always be heard all around the city..

His life was perfect, having all this and also being the son of one of the most richest man in the country..he also has the best girlfriend..

Sophia...

She was also a singer and the best female singer known, they both matched and were the talk of the town when ever they walk together..

When they both sing, the whole crowd faints in emotion, it was always the best...

His life was going well till he found Sophia having sex with Jeremy who was his main rival in the world of music..

He couldn't hate Sophia and forgave her immediately, but when he caught them two more times, it dawned on him that she never loved him...

His life turned to something else which couldn't be explained..

He became the most coldest man any woman would meet, he hated them with all his heart..

Surprisedly to him, he couldn't hate Sophia and that made him experience series of heartbreak from her...

He went into a world of sadness hating everything around him..
He would always stay alone and snub anyone who talks to him..

That was how his life turned into till he met Rose...

Rose is a young beautiful maiden not known for anything, she is poor so no one wants to know anything about her,

She is one of Bryan's dying fan and real love him madly...

Fate brought them together as she as employed as his house help by his mother..

Rose would have to do anything possible to amend his broken heart...

There was something Bryan found in Rose that got him interested..

She is crazy....

She Is clumsy

She is funny

She made him laugh

She has a unique voice...

But would he ever fall for her??

U are welcome

Chapter 7 continues


Great!

"Yeah, standing up for oneself really saves one from a lot of shit,it's so cool to see people don't mock you anymore.." Anne said looking around, everyone was going about their business, the only person that was being stared at was Dan and it was a look of admiration.

She wished she was there during Layla's change.

Her friends really filled her in on the things she missed.

She was even told students now sit on the same table with Layla for lunch.

And she could see herself that Layla wasn't being avoided nor mocked anymore.

Though she heard about Dylan calling her lips a dead log of wood after a truth or dare game and she felt really sorry for Layla.

"You got a trim,it looks really good on you" Anne complimented Layla's hair.

"Thank you" Layla smiled.

"I missed eating with you,even though we rarely talk then" Layla said and Anne smiled.

"I'm glad you didn't feel lonely,i was told people don't mind eating on the same table with you anymore"

"Well..yeah,but none of their presence felt like yours. It's different eating with someone who accepted you when every other person rejected you than eating with people who accepted you just because every other person did" Layla said.

"Wow" Anne smiled.

"I think i should ask this guy to sit down before his eyes fall off" Anne said, referring to Dan who already sat before she completed her statement.

"Daniel,I'm so sorry but Anne has been an angel to me,she was absent for days and i was so worried, seeing her now made me excited that i almost forgot you were here and that you have something to tell me" Layla said.

"Dan,this is the African i told you about" Anne said.

"Uh..the African? Really?" Dan asked in surprise.

Layla looked confused..she wondered if they knew each other?

Of course..it's so obvious they do.

"Yeah,the African" Anne nodded.

"You told me she was so gentle" Dan whispered to Anne, glancing at Layla with the corners of his eyes.

She almost laughed.

"She is,the only different thing now is she's ready to face her bullies squarely"

"Obviously" Dan agreed.

"Oh" Anne said, seeing the confused look on Layla's face.

"Daniel Keyes is my older brother" Anne said.

"Oh..really?"

Daniel and Anne nodded with a smile.

"Wow" Layla exclaimed, looking from Daniel to Anne.

They are both good looking and they have this 'nice' behavior in common.

Just like Anne, Daniel hadn't avoided her even after knowing she was African.

Well..he might just want her forgiveness and then go off but he doesn't look such.

"I don't know what to say, honestly" Layla said.

"Pretty normal" Dan shrugged.

"I think now that it's obvious you and Anne have a good relationship,that should make you forgive me easily" Dan said and Layla laughed.

"Forgive you?" Anne asked.

"Layla bit me in class today..." Dan was saying.

"Wha.t, Why? Why did you bite him?" Anne asked, looking pretty upset.

"He's not a bully so i know he would never have bullied you" She added.

"Anne wait..Layla is the coffee girl" Daniel said.

"Coffee girl?" Anne asked, looking puzzled.

"The girl i accidentally spilled hot coffee on.."

"Oh my God!" Anne covered her mouth with her palm.

There was silence among them for seconds.

"Layla,I'm so sorry" Anne apologized, looking so sorry as she held Layla's hand tenderly.

"Why? You weren't the one who did it and i forgive Dan already,it was a mistake..I was only pissed he ran off without apologising" Layla said.

"I'm the cause of it,i made my brother run off..." Anne paused and sighed.

She wasn't used to telling people about her health condition, only her close friends knew about it but right now she has no choice but to tell Layla,she wouldn't want her to think of her brother as a mischievous being.

"Anne,you don't have to say anything" Dan said, knowing how she feels about disclosing her health issue.

"I have to." Anne said, facing Layla.

"I'm asthmatic" She said.

"Oh..I'm so sorry about that Anne" Layla rubbed Anne's hand affectionately.

"It's fine" Anne smiled.

"And the reason my brother had ran off without apologising was because i was having my attack and he was rushing to get my inhaler to me,my inhaler was with him at that moment" Anne said.

"We came to get coffee and Anne was waiting in the car with the driver,she had been careless enough to drop her inhaler at home,she thought we would just get the coffee and leave for home immediately but unfortunately her attack started, the driver called me immediately knowing i was always with a spare inhaler and i was rushing back to the car when i hit you,there was no time to stop and apologize, i didn't want the attack to escalate but when i got to her, it was too late,the inhaler didn't really helped this time and she was rushed to the hospital,that explains her absence from school for days" Daniel narrated.

"Oh my God.." Layla almost teared up.

She felt so bad instantly.

She never knew the reason behind Dan's act was this touching.

She wished she could change things, she would never have bitten him.

That had been so unfair of her.

God...She should really learn not to act until she hears someone's side of story.

"Dan, Anne..I'm so sorry, please" Layla said.

"You should forgive us" Anne said.

"I'm the wrong one here,i acted without thinking. I'm so sorry" Layla pleaded.

"No, it's normal for anyone in your shoes to react the same way,i know the pain you must have felt for days,you reacted out of pain..it's normal" Daniel said.

"Nevertheless,you both should please forgive me" Layla said.

"C'mon" Anne said.

"How's your leg fairing now?" Anne asked worriedly, she and Dan peered at Layla's feet under the table but it was covered in socks and shoes.

"C'mon guys, it wasn't so serious,just a burn..it's fine now,the pain was just for a short while" Layla lied.

"Are you sure?" Dan asked.

"Of course" Layla nodded.

"Anne, please apply some balm on Dan's back when you get home" Layla said, looking ashamed,she blinked remorsefully.

"I'm not even feeling pain there anymore" Dan lied, Layla's teeth was truly like an axe.

"Are you sure?" Layla asked.

"Sure" Dan smiled, he waved at some set of students who waved at him from their table.

"So, we're all cool now right?" Daniel asked.

"Absolutely" Layla said.

"Let's go get our lunch, break will be over soon" Anne said.

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They were about walking to their table with their burger when the bell rang.

"Goddamn it!" Layla groaned.

Students were starting to walk back to their classes.

"Well..I'm gonna sneak mine into the class" Daniel said.

"What!" Anne and Layla stared at him.

"Daniel,this isn't Prestige high school!" Anne cleared.

"Meals aren't allowed in the class" Layla added.

"Rules are made to be broken" Daniel grinned.

"You both are free to leave your burgers at the counter and then starve for the rest of the day" He said, picking a paper bag,he dropped his burger in it and then hid it in his shirt.

Anne and Layla swallowed hard,the thought of leaving the delicious looking burger at the counter didn't sit well with them but then again they were afraid to break the school rule.

"Dan, you're a bad influence" Anne said, seeing Layla already picked a paper bag too.

He laughed.

"God" He said laughing harder as Anne shamefully picked a paper bag too,placed her burger in it and hid it in her skirt just like Layla had done.

"Well..im just keeping it in there,im not gonna eat it in class" Anne said, pouting and blinking through her eyeglasses like a baby.

Layla joined Dan in laughing this time.

Dan and Layla were stealthily eating their burger while a teacher was teaching.

No one suspected a thing while they enjoyed their burger.

Layla wondered if the burger was more delicious because it was been hidden and eaten in the class.

The ones she eats openly and comfortably in the cafeteria do not taste this delicious.

She was taking another stealthy bite when her eyes met Dan's who was taking a bite too.

They both laughed.

Thanks for reading

Someone play me Bad Influence by Omah Lay

Chapter 7
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"Helpppp" Daniel screamed in pain and everyone rushed to them.

"OMG! You're a maniac!" The girls screamed at Layla, Chloe's voice was the loudest and most piercing.

They succeeded in pulling Layla away from Daniel who was still shocked at the incidence.

He nursed the teeth wound on his back as he turned to see who had bit him so hard.

He blinked as he stared at the girl who was looking so furious, he doesn't even recognize her.

God...is this school full of maniacs?

How could someone just bite him out of the blue!

And it looks like she was ready to hit him more if the girls hadn't stopped her.

What the Bleep.

How could a pretty girl go crazy?

Perhaps she had mistaken him for another person but she wasn't even looking remorseful..

Was he dreaming?

How can he get bitten that hard,he was still so surprised that he couldn't say anything.

He had only heard someone scream 'hot coffee' and the next thing he knew was getting bitten.

"That's exactly how Africans like her behave! She's a black! You shouldn't have anything to do with her,avoid her by all means" Chloe said and the rest of the girls nodded in agreement.

Huh..could this be the African Anne had told him about.

Wow..she doesn't even look like one.

He wasn't even able to detect she was African until he was told.

Her skin was even fairer than most girls here and she's way more beautiful.

But Anne had told him how gentle she was,what could have prompted her to bite him!

Gosh,till now,she isn't even looking remorseful.

"What did i do to you?" Daniel finally asked.

"Motherfucker!" Layla yelled before sitting on her seat,still fuming.

Daniel blinked rapidly in confusion, unaware he was setting most of the girls heart on fire.

He was trying hard to understand what was going on,the 'motherfucker' sounded familiar to hi..

"Oh my God!" He shouted, widening his eyes.

"The coffee girl!" He exclaimed.

"But your hair.." He trailed off,he hadn't seen her face clearly but he remembered the way her long hair had flipped.

Did she..trim her hair?

Seems so.

"You're the coffee girl" He said to Layla who rolled her eyes at him.

Deep down,she was starting to feel bad to have bitten him,she just couldn't control herself, rushing off after spilling hot coffee on someone's leg without apologising is not a forgivable offense.

She nursed the pain for days, limped everywhere like an old granny and there's even this scar there,the scar looks like it would be permanent.

"She's a maniac! Don't talk to her" Chloe said to Daniel.

"No, she's not." Daniel defended and they stared at him like he was the maniac here.

"I understand why she reacted that way,i offended her greatly. Thanks everyone for caring" Daniel said,indirectly dismissing everyone.

They all gave both Layla and Daniel questioning gazes as they slowly walked back to their seats.

Some started murmuring, whispering into one another's ear.

Their gazes didn't leave Layla and Daniel,they waited eagerly to see what's next.

"I can spare you some balm for your back,it must be hurting so much. Africans teeth sometimes are like axe" Chloe said, sending Layla an irritable look.

"Thank God you know and if you're not careful,that axe will be used to hack you" Layla said, looking so mean and serious that Chloe stepped back in fear..

"Beast" Chloe muttered under her breath as she hurried to her seat.

Daniel looked surprised...was this the same African Anne had told him about?

Or were they two Africans in the school?

This one looks far from gentle like Anne had said.

It can't possibly be this African Anne was talking about.

Besides Anne hadn't mentioned if she was in his class,so he was sure this wasn't the African.

All that aside,he really needs to apologise to her.

He's glad he finally met the coffee girl even if the first meeting wasn't pleasant at all.

Whatever she wants to do to him,he would take it,he deserves it.

He thought of how best to approach her,the look on her face was something else.

Why would someone look this mean? and well..pretty at the same time.

Bleep, his seat was even close to hers and she glared at him as he sat down.

"Look, I'm so sorry about the coffee thing but there's really an explanation behind it" He said gently to her.

"I don't want to talk to you, whatever it is,forget it" She said bluntly.

"I know i was so wrong to have gone off without apologising after spilling hot coffee on your leg. I'm so sorry about that..."

"Fine" Layla cut him short and he noticed her attention wasn't even on him.

She was staring at a guy,who Daniel knew was Dylan.

The guy had walked out of the class right after he had walked in and he had heard the students say Dylan was probably pissed to finally have a competitor.

The guy is good looking and he could see the reason Anne had said it was hard to choose who was more good looking between him and Dylan.

But as far as Daniel was concerned,they were not competitors.

He likes to compete with people in knowledge and not in looks.

Looks absolutely means nothing to him.

He noticed Layla was yet to take her eyes off Dylan,who was busy with another thing entirely.

Oh..seems she's an admirer.

She looked so mild while staring at him,the sudden softness in her eyes was unbelievable,she didn't look a bit like the crazy girl who had bit him.

Wow.

He stared at her while she stared at Dylan.

She's very pretty and simple and doesn't look skinny like most teen girls here.

She's attractively thick and curvy..she doesn't look like she knows how attractive she is,many people with a body like hers would flaunt it.

He wondered why she had trimmed her hair, that was the reason he hadn't recognized her at first, his mind had been on a girl with a long hair.

He shouldn't keep on staring, Anne would be so disappointed to know he was staring at the girl he was supposed to apologise to.

"Coffee girl" He called slowly and Layla tried hard to hold her laughter.

Seems he doesn't know her name.

"Would you please allow me explain" He said and Layla switched her gaze to him.

He looked so sorry that her anger melted immediately.

She stared at him, feeling so bad and ashamed to have bit him.

"I'm sorry to have bit you" She said, finally looking remorseful.

Daniel looked surprised, maybe the girl wasn't so mean like she had looked earlier.

She might have only been triggered, which was expected.

"No, don't be. I deserve it,coffee girl" Daniel said.

"Maybe" Layla shrugged.

"And,my name is Layla" She added and Daniel smiled.

"I'm Daniel" He stretched his hand for a handshake.

"Well..i hadn't mean to do introduction,i only told you my name so you won't keep calling me coffee girl" Layla said.

"Oh" Daniel said, embarrassed as he started withdrawing his hand.

Layla quickly took his hand before he could withdraw it completely.

He smiled,she's full of surprises..isn't she?

Layla's handshake has been rejected severally by people and she knows how it had made her feel..she wouldn't want to make anyone feel that way.

Not this nice looking guy beside her who had admitted his offense openly and defended her.

The handshake took longer than intended and the fact that they were staring at each other while at it made their classmates question them with gazes.

"I can't believe this" Chloe said, glaring at them from her seat.

"It's just a handshake Chloe, and it looks like they have a history before now" Sabrina said.

"Looks like they were friends" Christy said.

"Who would bite her friend that hard! They are no friends and whatever history they had was a bad one" Miranda scoffed.

"Looks like they are ready to turn the bad history into a good one" Rina noted.

"You all should just shut up,lemme think" Chloe said.
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"So,i really would want to know the reason behind you running off" Layla said.

"I'm equally ready to tell you but it seems that will be later" Daniel said, motioning to the front of the class.

Miss Moore just walked in.

"Good morning students"

"Good morning Miss Moore"

"We're so sorry for the delay, the meeting was for the betterment of everyone and yeah before we start today's class, i would love the new student in our midst to come out and introduce himself" Miss Moore said.

Daniel stood up and walked to the front of the class.

He stood before everyone and smiled before clearing his throat.

Layla found herself almost smiling,his smile seems contagious.

Most people were smiling already,females to be precise.

The females looked smitten by him just like they do with Dylan...looks like they even look more smitten with Daniel.

Layla hadn't noticed how good looking he was until few moments ago,she had been clouded with anger earlier to care about his look.

He's a good looking fella with striking violet eyes that gleam with delight,his glossy brown curls looked well permed and full,his caramel skin was so smooth that it glowed, he's tall and attractively built with dashing chiseled features. If his looks were to be rated by ten, he'd score nine and half with no doubt.

And he doesn't even look obsessed with his looks.

She doubts he knows how good looking he is.

"Hi everyone,I'm Daniel Keyes,im excited to be here and i hope we all get along, nice to meet you all" He said and there was an applause.

"Welcome to Ocean high school Daniel" Everyone chorused as the applause gradually died down.

"Thank you" He smiled.

He returned to his seat and Miss Moore started teaching.

"I can't believe you are going to the cafeteria with someone who had bit you that hard,what if she empties hot pasta on you" Chloe said to Daniel.

"She won't do that" Daniel said.

"You would never know" Layla deadpanned.

"Gosh! She's so scary" Chloe hurried away after glaring at Layla.

Daniel had insisted on coming with Layla into the cafeteria so they would discuss over their meal and he also wants Anne to meet the girl he had spilled coffee on.

"Would you really pour hot pasta on me?" Daniel asked and Layla laughed.

"I wouldn't do that, not in my right senses" Layla said.

"I knew you wouldn't" Daniel smiled,he liked that he had made her laugh.

He said hi and shook hands with the students who greeted him as he walked by.

Everyone seems to love Daniel.

"Are you this friendly or you're just trying to be?" Layla asked,amused at the way he was relating with people.

Like he had known them all his life.

He had even delayed her a bit by asking her to wait for him while he quickly explained some maths equation to some group of students.

The smartness in which he had used in answering questions in class was adorable, he won everyone's heart more,even the guys were starting to move closer to him.

What Layla found most amazing about him was this humble act of his to quickly get along with people.

She's so sure every student in Ocean high school heard about him already.

His name would be on everyone's lips.

"Nah,naturally,i love making friends,i love getting along with everyone" Daniel shrugged.

"Except bullies and people i feel strangely about" He said.

"Cool" Layla said.

They walked into the cafeteria and Daniel saw how Layla was crooking her neck, looked like she was searching for someone.

Maybe Dylan..he thought.

He had caught her steal glances at Dylan severally in class.

Looks like she's crushing hugely on the guy.

"Oh my! She's here" Layla said, smiling as she walked towards a table.

She?..Dan wondered as he followed her.

He was oblivious of the admirable stares he was getting.

He looked surprised to see Layla stop at a table Anne was seated.

"You're here" Layla repeated with smiles.

She looked so happy to see Anne.

"Hi" Anne smiled back at her.

She glanced at Dan and back at Layla.

Did she just ignored him?

Cool..perfectly cool.

"You weren't in school for days,i hope everything is fine?" Layla asked.

"Everything is fine,thank you" Anne said,she was so touched to see Layla care about her.

One of her classmates had told her Layla asked after her.

They do not really talk to each other,they only say hi and Anne never even thought Layla would worry about her that much.

"I'm glad you are fine" Layla smiled.

"Thanks to have worried about me. And i heard how..changed you are now,I'm glad you finally stood up for yourself" Anne said.

"I'm glad i did too, i would have done that long ago if i had known being free of bullying takes nothing more than to just stand up for oneself" Layla said,she was now sitting opposite Anne,they both almost forgot Daniel was there and he stared at them in disbelief.

Even if Layla forgets his existence, should Anne too?

They didn't even ask him to sit.

I'm very sorry for the delay, the road was kinda busy - traffic.

(Moremi)

Chapter 6
Zeemah Writes
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"Layla, what's wrong?" Aria asked worriedly.

Layla sat numbly on the floor hugging her knees to her chest. Her eyes were wet and red,even a blind could tell she had been crying.

This would be the first time she would sit without attending to customers, leaving only Aria to do it but Aria didn't mind,she was only worried about Layla who ignored her and everyone else,if it was left to Layla,she wouldn't have come to the coffee shop today,she would have stayed home and cried her eyes out but she had reluctantly come here knowing Philia wouldn't take it lightly.

Aria quickly went to take customers order,she served them and returned to Layla who still remained on the floor, staring at nothing in particular.

Aria sighed..just yesterday and a day before, Layla's happy mood was unbeatable and now seeing how sad she looked made Aria worried.

She doesn't even look this sad whenever Philia scolds her.

Aria was unable to concentrate on her because customers kept pouring in and she had to attend to them.

She would go to Layla when she had served the customers and then quickly run back to the counter whenever another customer walks in.

It was almost time to go pick her kid and Layla doesn't look like she was ready to get up.

She looked lost and so sad.

What could be wrong?..Aria wondered worriedly.

Should she call Philia's attention to it?

Aria returned to the counter after serving the last customer who walked in.

She picked her phone and placed a call across her husband.

"Hey Dave"

"Ariana,how are you?" Her husband's voice broke in.

"I'm fine, you're back from work right?"

"Yeah,I'm clearing the garden"

"Could you help me go pick Jane, i'll be working late today"

"Oh fine,I'll go now"

"I love you"

"Kisses"

She dropped her phone and sighed as she walked back to Layla.

She crouched in front of her and stroked her hair.

That didn't even made Layla look up,the horrible words kept replaying in her mind -Dylan told everyone that your lips felt like a dead log of wood that wouldn't even lit up if ignited by a wide burning fire- the words made her dumb and weak.

Her hopes were shattered, Dylan doesn't have the tiniest feeling for her,he had been nice to her maybe because he just wanted to be her friend.

He doesn't even see her as a potential lover.

Maybe she's the last person he would ever consider dating.

Okay..agreed that he doesn't have feelings for her,she also knows feelings can't be forced.

But how dare he called her lips a dead log of wood,how dare he embarrass her that much.

She was starting to gain people's respect only for him to shatter it again.

She bursted into fresh tears, recalling how everyone had mocked her.

Dylan hadn't even looked like he was sorry.

"Layla c'mon, whatever it is,tell me. please" Aria said.

"Is my lips that dead that even a burning fire won't ignite it?" Layla asked absentmindedly.

She was talking to herself and not to Aria.

She was wondering out aloud,tears dropping out like a waterfall.

Aria was about to respond to her when she saw Philia approaching.

"Get up get up, Philia is coming" Aria said to her but she didn't get up,she didn't even act like she heard what Aria had said.

"She's gonna scold you! Get up Layla" Aria said, trying to pull her up but Philia already caught up on them.

"What's going on here?" Philia asked casting the both of them a questioning gaze.

"Well..." Aria stuttered, glancing at Layla whose head was still down.

"I..well..Layla has been seated here crying and she refused to tell me what's wrong" Aria said.

"Oh" Phil sighed, thinking Layla finally let out her emotions,the news she had received is enough to make her cry. She had been wondering why Layla had been so strong about the news,it's something even an adult won't stop crying about.

Poor girl,she had been trying to keep it all in but she's not been able to any longer.

"Leave her to cry Aria,it's worth it" Phil said.

"Do you know what's wrong with her?" Aria asked.

"Yeah,i do. You're set to leave right?" Phil asked.

"No,I'll be taking up Layla's shift. I already called my husband to go pick Jane" Aria said.

It was then Layla glanced up at her,she thanked Aria with her eyes and Aria nodded with a smile.

She had been wondering how she was gonna cope,serving customers when she was feeling so weak to the bones.

"That's so sweet of you Aria" Philia smiled.

Aria rushed off to attend to another set of customers.

"Come with me to my office,come sit your ass on the chair" Philia said to Layla who ignored her.

"I bet your ass is gonna hurt by the time you finally get up from the floor,come with me" Philia persuaded gently and Layla shook her head.

Philia is being nice to her again because of a reason and that hurt her.

"Okay come with me and get a chance to talk to Aunt Esther or whatever her name is" Philia rolled her eyes and Layla's face lit up.

She got to her feet and truly,her butt hurts.

"I can't believe that black Aunt of yours made you get up" Philia groaned and Layla walked after her to her office.

Aunt Esther is definitely gonna light up her mood and David also.

Layla sat on the armchair in the small neat office while Philia dialled Aunt Esther's number.

She handed the phone to Layla with a frown after Esther had picked.

Layla placed the phone on her ear happily.

"Moremi Ajansoro" Aunt Esther called happily into the phone and Layla felt better instantly.

Aunt Esther and David calls her by her native name 'Moremi' and she so much loves to hear it.

Her parents do call her that also once in a while.

She had fallen in love with the name after her father told her the story behind it.

Queen Moremi of ile Ife kingdom, Nigeria. Was a courageous woman and is believed to have contributed to the Yoruba tribe's liberation from oppression,she willingly surrendered to the Invaders,got married to the enemy king and seized the opportunity to discover the secrets of the group's military strategy,she revealed that secret to Ile Ife people after she had managed to escape.

She subsequently helped to devise a plan that led to Ile Ife's responding victory over the invaders.

"Moremi was a brave lady" Her father would tell her.

"She practically sacrificed herself for her people's liberation, she achieved something most males couldn't even attempt. I found her admirable and i made a promise to myself to name my first daughter Moremi,in our culture,it is believed that one's child's name do have an impact in the child's life, i also want you to be the best of yourself" Her father would smile and kiss her and she'll giggle in his arms.

"Moremi,are you there?" Aunt Esther's voice jolted her from her thoughts.

"Aunt Esther,i missed you" Layla whined on the phone like a baby and she laughed when she saw the look Philia sent her.

"Where's that dude?" Felia asked, walking into the living room of the Keyes.

"Felia" Anne pulled her into a hug.

"Anne,how are you?" Felia asked.

"I'm good, you're coming straight from school" Anne said, seeing Felia still clad in her school wears and backpack.

"Yap, i miss that dude so much" She groaned and Anne laughed.

Felia is this pretty strong girl that acts all bitchy but she's actually so soft and kind on the inside.

At first glance,one would think she's an irresponsible kid,only those closer to her knows what she's like and she doesn't even try to change others perspective of her,she doesn't care how anyone sees her,she just wants to do her thing and move forward.

"He's not in at the moment" Anne said, sitting back on the couch.

"Oh,that crook with chicken legs" She growled and Anne laughed again.

"Where the Bleep did he go?" She asked, dropping her backpack.

"He went to apologise to a girl.."

"For?" Felia asked.

"He accidentally spilled hot coffee on her leg while rushing to get my inhaler to me"

"Oh..wow,he really needs to apologise" Felia said.

"Yeah,i hope he sees her today, he has been going for days now without seeing her" Anne said.

"Maybe she doesn't work there anymore" Felia said.

"Or maybe she's still healing from the burn" Anne said sadly, it had happened because of her.

She really hope the girl is okay,the pain might have been unbearable,she knows how it feels whenever a drop of hot liquid touches her skin not to talk of a whole cup of hot coffee.

"C'mon Anne, it's not your fault. It was destined to happen" Felia said.

"I caused it" Anne insisted.

"You know what? It was an accident,no one would have loved for it to happen. If Dan gets to see her today and apologises to her, maybe you should too so you would feel better"

Anne nodded.

"Mr and Mrs Keyes are not back from work yet right?" Felia asked, pulling her shoes and socks and walking barefooted to the kitchen.

"Yeah" Anne said and resumed watching her animation while Felia looked for what to eat in the kitchen.
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"Did you get to see her?" Anne asked hopefully as Dan walked into the living room.

He shook his head and she sighed.

"Are you sure she's working there? She might just be a customer" Anne said.

"I'm sure she's working there, though i didn't get to see her face clearly that day but she was on the shop's apron" Dan said, sounding exhausted and Anne knew he was hungry.

"If she's really working there,how come you've not seen her since you've been toiling that place"

"I also dunno,I'll keep going" Dan said.

"But you didn't get to see the girl's face clearly,how would you recognize her when you see her,you might have seen her without knowing she's the one" Anne said.

"Nah,i would know her by her hair,she has a long brown-golden hair because i remembered it almost flipped in my face when i accidentally spilled the coffee on her feet"

"Oh and so far,you haven't seen anyone with that hair?" Anne said.

"No" Dan sighed.

"Maybe you should ask the other worker,the lady you said you do see at the counter whenever you go"

"Sure i will, after we're back from school tomorrow" Dan said.

"Felia is around,she's in the kitchen" Anne said.

"Really" Dan smiled.

He got to his feet the same time Felia was walking back into the living room.

"Bitch" He laughed as she jumped on his back.

"How you?" Felia asked.

"I'm good except that your weight is almost killing me" Dan sighed.

"Endure it,I'll be here for some time" Felia said and Dan groaned.

Anne laughed.

"Did you see the girl?" Fel asked.

"Oh, Anne told you. I didn't see her,I'll go back tomorrow after school" Dan said.

"You should ask other workers there about her" Felia suggested.

"I'll do that tomorrow. Bleep! Fel get off my back!!" Dan said.

"I'm going to, i know you're a lazy ass" She said, slapping his head as she got off.

Dan sighed and shook his head knowing Fel is a bag of trouble.

"Why are you still in your school wears?" He asked her.

"I came here straight from school because i was missing some asshole" She deadpanned.

"I miss you more bush baby" Dan teased.

"Bleep you" She casted him a look and he laughed.

"Anne,come eat,i made pasta" Fel said, deliberately leaving Dan out.

"What the hell...you didn't make mine?" Dan asked,his stomach rumbling at the pasta Fel just mentioned.

Fel's pasta is second to none.

"You weren't home when i started making it so i didn't include yours" Fel teased.

"You're joking right?" Dan asked,he looked so serious that Fel bursted out laughing.

"Are you that hungry?" She asked.

"I am and i also know you are teasing me about not making mine. I'm off to the kitchen to dish out mine" He stuck out his tongue at Fel who shook her head.

"I really wish i didn't made his" She scoffed and Anne chuckled.

"Let's go dish out ours too,or i won't be surprised if there's nothing left in the pot anymore" Fel said and they both laughed as they rushed to the kitchen.

"Thanks so much Aria and I'm sorry to have made you work late" Layla said as they walked out of the coffee shop.

They were done for the day and she had felt better after talking to Aunt Esther and her nephew.

She really missed them, talking to them again after a long time made her happy,they made her forgot her worries during the time she was on the phone with them.

"It's nothing,I'm glad you feel better now" Aria said.

Layla nodded,the sadness in her eyes was still obvious but at least she was feeling better.

"Seems Philia knows what's wrong with you" Aria prodded.

"She doesn't, she's thinking about something else entirely" Layla said.

"Oh. I hope by tomorrow you will be able to tell me what went wrong" Aria said.

"Definitely" Layla said.

"Whatever it is,do not allow it weigh you down okay? it's normal to face challenges,you just have to brace up,nothing should worth making a strong girl like you sad" Aria rubbed her shoulder affectionately.

Layla smiled "Thanks Aria"

"Yeah! Good to see that beautiful smile of yours" Aria cheered and Layla found herself laughing.

God..she felt so much better.

"I hope you both know I'm standing here" Philia yelled.

"Bye Aria,say hi to Jane for me" Layla waved.

"Okay Bye" Aria waved and they went their separate ways.

"Good to see you finally let out your emotions,i knew you wouldn't be able to keep it in for long. Poor girl" Philia said pitifully to Layla as they walked home.

Layla wanted to tell her that wasn't the reason she was down but she decided to let it go.

"So,do you want me to keep being nice to you?" Phil asked blowing out a pink bubble.

"You can clearly see how well i pampered you today,if you want that to keep going on,just say it but mind you..it's because of your pathetic situation..." Phil was saying.

"If you won't be nice to me without a reason,then keep your niceness to yourself" Layla cut her short.

"You're just so unbelievable for someone in this your pathetic situation" Phil groaned.

"And you're so unbelievable for an aunt who knows about her niece's pathetic condition but doesn't even feel an iota of pity for her" Layla said, walking away fast.

She doesn't want Philia to see her cry.

She wants to keep being strong but no one is helping.

She's yet to heal from Dylan's poor words and now this!

"Does your black Aunt knows about it?" Philia shouted after her but Layla was done discussing her predicament.

"Don't fucking tell me you won't be making dinner again tonight,i swear I'm gonna throw you out of my house!" Philia yelled and passer bys turned to look at her.

She rolled her eyes and huffed at them before running after Layla.

Layla arrived to school late the next day and if the teachers hadn't been having a meeting,class would have started.

She had trekked like she normally does but this time,she didn't hurry,she had walked so slowly like she had all day.

She didn't have the strength to hurry like she normally does.

She had felt cranky when she woke up this morning.

Walking into the classroom,she was prepared for the mockery but she was of course surprised to see the students attention on something else, they hadn't even noticed she had walked in.

She wondered what could have their keen attention as she slowly walked to her seat.

She peered at Dylan's seat and she could see he wasn't there.

Even with what he had said about her,her feelings for him didn't waver a bit.

She would gladly forgive him if he asks her to..No,she forgave him already.

Everyone makes mistakes and anything or anyone shouldn't make her sad like Aria had said.

She got closer to her seat and saw it was a new student,he was backing her, going through the pasted timetable on the wall.

She was wondering why a new student would get everyone's attention this keenly when something caught her attention also.

She had noticed his hair looked familiar at first but a lot of people has brown hair but then she saw the scar on his neck.

She peered closer to see she wasn't mistaken..

Fu..c..k

"Hot coffee!" She screamed and everyone turned to her except the guy whose attention was still fixed on the wall.

"I can't believe she's starting to hit on the new guy" Miranda said irritably.

"I'm sure he's gonna embarrass her more than Dylan had" Chloe said and laughed.

They all thought the 'Hot coffee' she had called him meant a sweet name not until Layla pounced on him, biting his back.

"Helpppp" Daniel screamed in pain and everyone rushed to them.

Thanks for reading

Wahala for who they call hot coffee oo

❄️Chapter 5

Zeemah Writes�

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“Did he complimented your hair again today?” Aria asked Layla who was grinning and blushing hard as she worked.

“No” She shook her head shyly.

“He did more than that” She added.

“Really? What did he do?” Aria asked curiously.

Layla smiled and looked lost for a while.

Dylan had kissed her..and she had kissed him back.

The feeling was just something she hasn’t felt before.

She had always dream of Dylan being her first kiss and it happened..it had felt like it was a dream at first but it went on and on and when they finally stopped kissing,the peering eyes of everyone and the horror look on Chloe’s face told her it was no dream.

That had been the end of the truth or dear because a teacher had walked in.

She doubt they would have continued even if a teacher hadn’t walked in.

Everyone had moved to their seat in silence but their eyes were screaming.

She couldn’t even hold Dylan’s gaze after that, she felt damn shy and nervous.

Maybe he had kissed her because he did not want to embarrass her or make her pay the fine.

She had wondered what he was thinking and when she stole a quick glance at him,she caught him looking at her,he smiled and she had smiled back,her heart dancing in excitement.

Could it be that he hadn’t kissed her out of pity but because he had really wanted to.

Maybe he likes her..God,the thought alone made her feel butterflies in her stomach.

She couldn’t believe one of her wishes has been fulfilled that easily.

Wow.

“Layla” Aria called, jolting her out of her thoughts.

“I’m so sorry,i was lost for a while” Layla said.

“Obviously,you’re yet to tell me what he did” Aria smiled.

“I’ll be right back,i should attend to the customers that just walked in” Layla said, quickly going to take their orders.

“Okay Layla” Aria said and glanced at the wall clock.

Time to go pick her kid is drawing near and she’ll still have to go to the store to get some groceries.

Layla returned and quickly refilled two cups with coffee,she doused it with cream and sugar,placed it in a tray and then walked to the table it was requested for.

Aria smiled as she watched her, Layla is a lovely girl,she doesn’t deserve the treatment she’s getting from Phil.

“Okay,I’m done” Layla breathed, taking her space beside Aria.

“So, what did he do?” Aria asked.

“He kissed me” Layla whispered to Aria who widened her eyes.

“Wow, are you serious?”

“Yeah” Layla grinned.

“Oh my…” Aria smiled “you must have been so excited, little wonder you were blushing so hard that your cheeks were almost the same color with your apron”

Layla chuckled.

“So,has he asked you out yet?” Aria asked.

“Not yet, but soon” Layla said, looking certain.

“I’m so glad he makes you this happy, seeing you smile frequently is a good thing” Aria said.

“Thanks Aria” Layla smiled.

“I know you prefer gossipping with Layla than to go pick up your kid but would you at least pity the poor kid” Phil said, startling Aria and Layla.

“Witch” Layla muttered under her breath.

“I’ll get going now” Aria said, pulling off her apron and hair cover.

She adjusted her dress and hair and then picked up her bag.

Phil walked away, touring the shop and making sure the customers were okay.

“Bye,see you tomorrow” Aria said.

“Bye, say hi to Jane for me” Layla smiled.

“Alright” Aria said, before walking away.

Aria works in the shop while Layla is away at school and she’s to leave when Layla is back but she spends more time with Layla.

“I just hope you’re not up to something with the way you keep smiling like a dunce” Phil said to Layla as she walked past her to her office.

Layla laughed and shook her head slightly.

Phil can be so funny.

She was all smiles as she continued working.
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A single lamp was sitting in the heart of the living room, casting a bronze glow that did not quite reached the corners of the room.

There was power black out and Layla sat close to the lamp as she did her homework.

Philia was seated on a couch,busy with her phone with her legs spread out on a table.

They just finished having dinner and Philia would have done her homework in her room if there wasn’t power black out.

This is one of the rare times it happens.

“I’m going to bed” Philia said to Layla.

“Okay Phil, goodnight” Layla said.

She stretched and gave a loud yawn when she heard the door to Philia’s room close.

She can’t wait to be done with her homework so she can go to bed herself,she’s feeling sleepy.

Mr Blaine doesn’t leave the class without giving assignments,sometimes,she hates him for that.

If only she has a phone to check out most of these things,she won’t take this long in doing her homeworks.

She isn’t even able to talk to Aunt Esther frequently anymore because she doesn’t have a phone.

Aunt Esther is her father’s younger sister who stays in Nigeria.

They do talk regularly on her Mum’s phone before Philia got hold of it and that’s what she’s using presently.

Aunt Esther doesn’t call regularly anymore after she discovered Philia now uses the phone.

Layla do steal the phone to call Aunt Esther once in a while,not until Philia changed the lock.

She really misses talking to her seven year old nephew David,aunt Esther’s son.

He’s so smart and bright,a happy soul to the core,she’s sure he must have missed her also.

They talk almost everyday when the phone was in her possession.

She smiled, remembering the way he talks on and on, telling her about so many things at the same time.

They’ve been to Las Vegas once to pay them a visit when her parents and brother were still alive and it had been so much fun.

Layla wished Philia wasn’t this unfair to her,she would have invited them over again,to at least see David…

Maybe she should get herself a smartphone with the money in her piggy bank.

Well..it’ll be of no use anyway,she wouldn’t use it for long.

Sadness clouded her mind at the dreadful thought.

She had promised herself not to think of it,but her mind keeps going there every single time.

Who wouldn’t think of such?

The news is enough to make anyone have a mental breakdown but she’s only trying to stay strong.

She noticed she wasn’t even feeling sleepy anymore,she glanced down at her notebook only to see drops of tears on it…

“God” She sighed, touching her cheeks. It was w€t.

She wiped her notebook with her palm and then continued her homework, sadly.
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“So you’re gonna be resuming a day after tomorrow, we’re done with the processing” Mr Keyes said to Daniel.

They were having a late dinner…

“Wow,so fast. I thought i’ll be resuming next week” Daniel said with a mouth full.

“So we’re gonna be leaving house together now” Anne smiled and Daniel nodded.

“I’m gonna spank you if you make me late for school” He teased and they all laughed.

Mr and Mrs Keyes stared at the children adorably,they were so glad to be blessed with such kids.

Their family has been a happy one for years and they all cherish one another.

None of them could have asked for a better family.

“Felia said to tell you she’ll be coming over after school tomorrow” Mrs Keyes said to Dan.

“Oh okay” Dan said.

Felia Summers is a very close friend of his,his special friend. They attend prestige high school and they are practically neighbors because her house is just some blocks away.

“How did the house party go?” Anne asked her parents.

“Fun,you know how lavishly the Summers spends on parties” Mr Keyes said.

“Moreover Mrs Summers is a very competent host, she’ll be assisting me to host our Thanksgiving party” Mrs Keyes said.

“When is it?” Daniel asked.

“Next two weeks Sunday” Mrs Keyes said.

“I’ll be inviting my friends over then” He said.

“They are always welcome” Mr Keyes said.

“Of course” Mrs Keyes said.

“I hope there’ll be friends from Ocean high school also” Anne pressed her lips together.

“Hopefully” Daniel shrugged. “You know how well and fast i get along with people”

“Yeah i do..hmm” Anne sighed, peering at Daniel closely.

“Geez..what?” Dan asked raising his brow.

“I’m still trying to figure out who’s more good looking between you and Dylan” Anne said looking confused,she gazed at Daniel more closely.

“Who’s Dylan?” Dan asked.

“The most good looking guy in our school, he’s a senior to me,two classes above me..the same class you are” Anne said.

“Oh,so who’s more good looking?” Dan said, licking his lips and striking a pose.

They laughed.

Daniel is so carefree and jovial,he gets along with almost everyone and he doesn’t even allow his looks get into his head,he deals with every of his friends equally,one of the people who had received a special treatment from him in school was Jennie,his ex girlfriend and his special friends also.

“I think once i see the both of you together,I’ll be able to figure out who’s more good looking” Anne said.

“You should better judge fairly” Daniel joked.

He doesn’t even care if anyone is more good looking than he is or not,he only wants to always have good times.

They were all done with their dinner.

Anne and Dan sorted the dishes while their parents went to bed.

They bid each other goodnight after they were done with the dishes and then walked into their respective rooms.

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Daniel jumped on his bed after he was done freshening up for the night.

He picked up his phone and replied to his messages before turning off the light.
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Layla walked into the class,the next morning after dropping her backpack in the locker.

She noticed the students began murmuring and some even laughed.

She thought this has stopped.

Has Chloe told them something again?

Well..she doesn’t care,as long as none of them dare approach her to mock her to her face.

Chloe’s laughter was so loud as Layla walked past her seat but Layla ignored her.

She noticed Dylan wasn’t on his seat but his notebooks were there,he might went to get something.

She felt so nervous to have to face him today.

The kiss kept replaying in her mind and she wouldn’t stop smiling.

She sat down, waiting anxiously for Dylan to walk into the class,maybe he’ll finally talked to her properly today since they shared a special moment yesterday.

God..she can’t believe she’ll finally be close with Dylan.

She’ll be the happiest on Earth when she finally becomes his girlfriend which she knows is gonna happen soon.

She was grinning to herself when she heard someone knock at her desk gently.

She raised up her head to see Chloe who wore a mockery look.

Her friends stood behind her, having the same look on.

“What do you want?” Layla asked.

“Well..I’m not here to say anything about your father” Chloe said.

“Of course you wouldn’t dare,you love your hair more than that” Layla said and Chloe rolled her eyes.

“I’m sure you must have been so happy to get to kiss Dylan yesterday” Chloe said.

“Yeah,all thanks to you” Layla smiled.

“You look so happy, i just hope you don’t cry yourself to death after hearing what I’m about to tell you” Chloe laughed.

“Well..you did not succeed in getting me agitated,say whatever you want to and leave” Layla said.

“Dylan told everyone that your lips felt like a dead log of wood that wouldn’t even lit up if ignited by a wide burning fire” Chloe said mockingly.

Layla stared at her, trying to process what she just heard.

“That’s not all,he further added that he hasn’t felt so sick after kissing someone Wow.” Chloe laughed.

“You must be so hurt” She added, faking a sorry look that was so obvious it was fake.

Layla stared at Chloe without moving.

She finally processed what she had just heard but it sounded unbelievable to her.

“I think we should head to our seats,she looks like she would pounce on you and start ripping your hair” Miranda whispered to Chloe and they quickly headed to their seats.

Chloe was satisfied with the look on Layla’s face..

If only Layla had obeyed her and stayed out of the game, Dylan wouldn’t have discredited her this way.

Good for her! haha.

Layla licked her lips that had gone dry..Chloe must be so stupid to think she’ll believe her.

Dylan wouldn’t say such..

Chloe is probably still pained by the kiss she and Dylan had shared and then decided to make her feel stupid.

Could that be the reason the students laughed and mocked her the moment she had walked into the class?

Had Dylan really said that?

No.. Chloe might have planned it out with the students.

Knowing Chloe would go any length to see her sad,she shrugged it off and continued waiting anxiously for Dylan.

She smiled as he walked into the class.

He headed to his seat without sparing her a glance.

Oh..he probably doesn’t know she’s in class already.

She waited till he was seated before saying hi to him.

He didn’t respond and she thought he didn’t hear her but then her voice was loud enough.

Well..his mind might be preoccupied with other things.

She touched him gently on the shoulder and he turned not wearing his normal smile.

“Hi” Layla said again.

“Yeah..Hi” Dylan said, turning away almost immediately.

Layla’s smile faded and she blinked rapidly.

Could it be that he’s in a bad mood.

She noticed the students were still staring mockingly at her even if they were trying to hide it,she still noticed it.

Could Chloe be right?

No,she wouldn’t believe Chloe, Dylan wouldn’t say such.

Chloe had made that up but then again,she needs clarity,she needs to confront Chloe for lying to her and the only way she can boldly do that is for Dylan to confirm that he said nothing of such.

She knows he didn’t say such but she just needs his confirmation.

Yeah.

“Dylan” She called before she could stop herself.

He turned to look at her like he was in a hurry,he was still not smiling or acting like he would want to talk to her but Layla put it that he was in a bad mood.

“I’m sorry to bother you but Chloe said something, although i didn’t believe her,i just need to confirm from you before approaching her for telling lies. She said you told everyone my lips tasted like a dead log of wood that wouldn’t even lit up if ignited by a wide burning fire and that you’ve never felt so sick after…”

“I said that” Dylan cut her short and she stared numbly at him.

“And it was true,that was how i felt. I’m sorry if it made you feel bad but i didn’t actually told everyone,i only told my friends,we share stuff like that with one another. I don’t know how the whole school got to hear of it,i was also pissed when i realized my friends had told everyone. They are assholes..gosh” He confirmed,shattering her the more.

Tbc

Well..she needed a confirmation and she got one�

❄️Chapter 4

Zeemah Writes�

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“Are you sure you are fine with it Daniel?” Mr Keyes asked.

“Of course dad,I’m cool with it. Anything for Anne” Daniel said.

“I’m so sorry we’re making you move from your school to Anne’s school” Mrs Keyes said solemnly.

“C’mon Mum, Anne is my sister, i should be able to sacrifice anything for her” Daniel said.

“I know it’ll be hard leaving your friends behind, you can choose not to,we can make Anne move to your school instead” Mr Keyes said.

“No, Anne would not be able to cope in my school,its absolutely fine dad, Mum. I’ll move to Anne’s school instead,I’m gonna miss my friends surely but anything for Anne,besides my friends can always come visit me at home” Daniel said.

“You’ll be fine right?” Mrs Keyes asked.

“Of course,stop being this way Dad, Mum. You’re making it seem like Anne is not my sister”

“I’m sorry Dan,so we should start processing your admission into Anne’s school right?” Mr asked.

“Shoot!” Daniel smiled.

His parents hugged him, taking turns to kiss him on the forehead.

Annette Keyes is asthmatic,her condition grew worse recently when she couldn’t find her inhaler soon enough during her asthma attack.

She was admitted in the hospital and the doctor prognosis stated that if such occurs again,she might not survive it.

It was advised that she has someone around her always, someone to always look out for her.

She was always been looked after at home but they were worried about school, she attends a different school with her brother and then it was decided that her brother should be in the same school as her so they would be rest assured.

Anne is fourteen and of course she can take care of herself but they can’t risk her life,she’s too precious to them to lose.

“She’s in her room right?” Daniel asked.

“Yeah”

“Your father and i will be attending the Summers house party in few minutes”

“Okay Mum,say hi to Felia for me” Daniel said before walking to Anne’s room.

“Alright Dan.”

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“Sis!” Dan said, walking in on his sis who was focused on her laptop.

She glanced up at him and smiled.

“Bro, what’s up?” She adjusted her glasses, turning away from her laptop to face him.

Anne is a very pretty girl with a gentle look,her face is as calm as her heart.

She has natural brown hair with curly bangs,her eyes were deep black just like her father’s and her smooth fair skin was like her mother’s,her nose and lips were perfect and Anne even looked more matured than her age which always made Dan want to protect her from bad guys, his friends knew better than to try anything silly with his sister.

She deals with everything with this gentleness that melts hearts.

Everyone loves and admire her.

Her meek behavior is so adorable and cute,her smile is so enticing that you’ll end up smiling too without knowing it.

She’s not only kind,she loves lifting people’s spirit, seeing people sad almost tears her apart so she always does her best to make people happy,she goes out of her way to do that.

She puts others first before herself and Daniel always pray her kindness won’t be taken advantage of.

“I’m cool, what are you up to?” He asked, peering into her laptop.

She was watching animation.

“Oh…I see” He said, landing on her bed with a thud.

“Hey,i just made that bed” She complained in her cool tiny voice.

“I know right,I’m gonna make it for you before i leave” He scowled playfully.

She laughed. “C’mon”

“I’ll be resuming your school soon” He said to her and she nodded.

“Are you really fine with it?” She asked and he groaned.

“Why is everyone asking if I’m fine with it! Even you Anne,gosh” He rolled his eyes.

“I’m sorry,i just feel bad for taking you from the school and friends you’ve known for long” Anne said.

“I would leave the school anyway,it’s not like i was gonna stay there forever,besides i would love to experience another high school before i finally graduate” Dan smiled.

“What of Jennie?” Anne asked.

Jennie was Daniel’s girlfriend,they attend the same high school.

“We broke up” Dan sighed.

“Huh? Why?” Anne looked startled.

She knows how much Dan loves Jennie.

“It wasn’t working out” Daniel lied..

Jennie had broken up with him because he’ll be moving to Anne’s school,but he can’t tell Anne that or she’ll feel responsible for the break up and she might cry for causing it.

“I’m sorry about that D.” She got up from the one-seater couch to comfort him.

“It’s fine,I’m totally cool with it” He smiled.

He wasn’t cool with it and Anne knows,he was hurting inside,he so much liked Jennie but she had insisted she can’t continue the relationship if he’s away in another school.

She can’t deal with not seeing him for days.

“Besides,you once told me there are pretty girls in your school” Daniel grinned, trying to stop himself from thinking about Jen.

“A lot of them, ah..you just made me remember the African girl i told you about..i wonder who’s gonna sit with her in the cafeteria now that I’m absent from school” Anne said sadly, sitting beside Dan.

Anne was just discharged from the hospital yesterday.

“Is she that shunned?” Dan asked pitifully and Anne nodded.

“Mostly by her classmates, no one wants to sit with her in the cafeteria and she’s always looking gloomy so i make sure i sit with her everytime but now… she’ll be lonely” Anne sighed.

“Just because she’s African?” Dan asked and Anne nodded.

“What’s wrong with being an African?” Dan wondered aloud.

“I think they just have this special hatred for her”

“Poor girl” Dan shook his head sadly.

He so much hate bullies.

“We’re off to the Summers house party kids,

Do you both want anything?” Their parents asked through the door.

“Do you?” Dan asked Anne who shook her head.

“You?” She asked him.

“No”

“We don’t want anything” Dan said.

“Just be back early enough” Anne said.

“Okay,Bye”

“Bye”

The sound of their parents footsteps disappeared slowly before they finally heard the front door close.

They are gone.

“Let’s go swim” Dan said excitedly.

“No” Anne said.

“Why? Are you not feeling well enough?” He asked.

“I don’t feel like” She said.

“Oh..you’ll just sit by the pool and watch me then” He said.

“Okay”

“Get your laptop,so you won’t get bored,not like the animation isn’t more boring though” Dan rolled his eyes and Anne casted him a look.

He laughed.

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“Hey” She heard a voice that sent shivers down her spine,she gazed up immediately to see Dylan waving at her with a smile.

“God” She muttered, almost breathless.

“Hi” She said,her voice in a whisper.

Her palms turned sweaty as she maintained eye contact with Dylan,her chest was rising and falling.

He was still smiling at her, making her almost go crazy.

She blinked and was glad it wasn’t one of her silly imaginations.

Dylan had indeed said hi to her!

He was about to say something when a teacher walked in and Layla felt like jumping on the teacher’s back to strangle him.

“Good morning class” The teacher smiled.

“Good morning asshole” Layla muttered under her breath and Dylan suddenly bursted into laughter.

Layla and others looked at him in surprise.

“I heard that” He whispered to her,still laughing but not as loud as earlier.

“Really?” Layla asked and he nodded.

‘Oh..my..God, i made him laugh? Should i start saying more of the word asshole?’

She felt so excited that she prayed if this was a dream,she should never wake up.

Dylan has finally noticed her! After years.

God.

“Hey! Dylan stop that laughter of yours”

“I’m sorry Mr Blaine” Dylan smiled.

The class started,the students went silent as the teacher started teaching.

Layla suddenly caught Chloe glaring at her.

Well..that’s not new.

She glared back at Chloe before concentrating on the teacher,her stomach still bubbling with excitement.

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Layla wondered where the girl was as she ate at the cafeteria.

Although there were three girls sitting with her,she wasn’t been avoided anymore but she was really worried about the nice girl who always sat with her,she was the only person who did not avoid her when others did.

The girl doesn’t really say anything to her,she only sit with her to eat and then leave once lunch break is over.

Layla did not even know her name until recently.

She really hopes the girl is fine,she wasn’t in school yesterday and even today.

She sighed as she continued munching her burger.

The girls chattered at the table as they ate.

They look like they would want Layla to chat with them but she doesn’t want to.

She’s not willing to talk or make friends with any of her classmates,they are all hyprocrites except Dylan though.

She smiled as she sighted him in a far away table, chatting and laughing with his friends.

Damn..he takes her breath away every single time.

“Let’s finish up fast so we can join in the truth or dare” One of the girls said.

“Yes! I sure don’t want to miss that” Another girl said.

“Dylan will be joining also right?” The third girl asked.

“Of course, or no one would play”

Layla rushed her burger, she’s gonna be joining in today’s game,she has always watched but has never participated because of how badly she was treated then.

Chloe would have never allowed her participate but today,she’s not missing out.

Besides..Dylan would be participating.
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“What the hell is this? What are you doing in our midst? We’re about playing a game, would you fvcking excuse us?” Chloe barked at Layla.

Layla has never stand so close to them when they are about to play the game,she was always on her seat, watching like a beggar.

They were now in the class,most of the students gathered to play the game but Chloe left out the people she claimed were ugly.

“I’ll be joining in today’s game for the first time” Layla smiled, taking a seat.

“You’re not allowed to join! Get up!” Chloe shouted,horrified.

Everyone watched earnestly.

“Chloe, this is a general game,i don’t think you have the right to choose who would participate in it or not” Layla said.

“You’re just a black witch that always want to ruin everything! I don’t want you in this game! You disgust me!”

“Then quit the game,go sit and watch” Layla said.

“You must be sick! Are you fvcking kidding me? Get up, you’re not participating in this game!” Chloe insisted firmly.

“Oh,you feel it’s okay to drive people out of a game just because they don’t oppose you. Well,i am telling you right now Chloe that you don’t have the right to drive me out of this game! I’m going nowhere,if you’re so uncomfortable with having me around you,then you should leave instead. I’m done being the one to leave everytime!” Layla said unflinchingly to Chloe’s face.

Some students cleared their throat, whispering into one another’s ear.

Dylan was on his phone, biting his lower lip.

Chloe glared at Layla in silence,she was feeling so angry that she felt like hitting her.

“I insist,you’re not gonna participate in this game” Chloe seethe.

“It seems you really took my threat of pulling your hair off your scalp as a joke? Dare me Chloe” Layla said and Chloe’s breath quickened in fear.

“Are you guys really gonna allow her participate!” Chloe yelled and no one said a word.

“Wow” She smiled,a smile filled with fury.

“Let’s start, before a teacher comes in” one of the students said.

Chloe sat down reluctantly.

She was fuming but felt better when a plan crossed her mind.

Whether Layla chooses truth or dare, Chloe is gonna make sure she makes Layla choose a guy who must kiss her or she’s gonna pay a fine!

She’s pretty sure no guy would want to kiss a black witch!

She couldn’t wait to see how embarrassed Layla is gonna be plus she’s gonna make her pay the fine if the guy refuses.

Layla must pay for partaking in the game and even embarrassing her.

Chloe whispered her plan to her friends in case the bottle faces Layla and any of them.

They started the game,the bottle was rolled.

Questions were asked and people were dared.

It was real fun and Layla was happy to be participating.

Chloe waited patiently and hopefully, Layla must pay!

Luckily for Chloe,the bottle pointed to Layla and her on the sixth roll.

She couldn’t be more excited.

“So, Layla..truth or dare?” Chloe asked mockingly.

“Dare” blurted out of Layla’s mouth,she hadn’t even expected the bottle to point to her,she felt nervous,this was her first time.

If only she had known the ways of the game,she would have chosen ‘truth’ .

“Cool” Chloe smiled and everyone knew she was up to something.

“I hope you know you’re going to pay a fine if you refuse to do what you’re dared to?” Chloe said and it was then Layla suspected she might be in trouble.

“Go ahead” Layla said, trying to hide her nervousness.

“I dare you…” Chloe paused with a taunting grin.

“Would you please stop joking around” Dylan said.

Chloe rolled her eyes at him before turning back to Layla.

“I dare you to pick a guy and kiss him on the lips” Chloe said and Layla blinked.

“What..” She was saying.

“There’s no much time left please,hurry” Chloe interrupted her.

“What if i don’t want to do it?” Layla asked.

“You would pay a fine of fifty dollars..right away” Chloe said.

“Huh..” Layla said,she was left with just six dollars and she can’t even raise the fifty dollars by tomorrow, except she breaks her piggy bank.

“Get up,get up” Chloe chuckled.

“You have just two minutes to complete your dare or you would pay your fine,I’m sure you saw how everyone else was fast with theirs” Miranda,one of Chloe’s friend said.

Layla rose to her feet and there was a tensed silence.

The only guy on her mind right now is Dylan,well..he has always been the only guy on her mind.

He has been nice to her recently but would he want to kiss her?

He might have been nice to her because he wants to be just friends.

What if he refuses to allow her kiss him.

She didn’t regret to have participated in this game,she only regretted to have fallen into Chloe’s trap.

“Your two minut..” Chloe was saying.

“Dylan” Layla blurted with her eyes tightly closed.

There was a sigh from everyone.

‘Even guys who are not as cute as Dylan would never kiss her,she must really have high expectations’ Chloe laughed inwardly…

Everyone watched with keen interest.

Layla opened her eyes slowly and this wave of sadness hit her when she saw Dylan was yet to get up.

He only stared at her.

Why’s she hurt?

She shouldn’t be surprised, no one would want to kiss her.

She was about to offer to pay the fine tomorrow when Dylan slowly got to his feet.

Her heart started beating crazily as he approached her.

Everyone watched expectantly, waiting for the drama that’s about to unfold.

‘No, he can’t possibly want to go kiss her. Not Dylan,he might be going to his seat because he can’t stand her” Chloe chuckled to herself but got the shock of her life when Dylan pulled Layla close and placed a kiss on her lips.

Everyone gasped.

Layla felt like she was in a fantasy.

She felt like it was her imagination but clearly it wasn’t.

Dylan was kissing her..

Dylan,her longtime crush she had always dreamt of was kissing her and she was too shaken to kiss him back.

She felt like crying..this was so hard to believe.

She couldn’t move in his arms,she felt like butter..

She was enchanted by his charm and the feel of his lips on hers almost made her melt.

Knowing this might be the only chance she’ll get to kiss him,she kissed him back eagerly and Chloe watched in horror.

Layla knew Chloe had wanted to embarrass her but sometimes, people unfairness to us leads to our own good.

Thanks Chloe.

xaviercasmir:
Interesting. A good way to start. Keep it up and I suggest that you mention my fellow ardent readers here

Pls can you help me do that. Not good in it

Chapter 3.

Zeemah Writes

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“You look so happy, what’s up?” Aria asked Layla who wouldn’t stop smiling.

“Is it that obvious?” Layla asked.

“Of course, you won’t stop grinning” Aria said.

“Well, someone complimented my hair” Layla said, and if not for the hair cover she has on,she would have touched her hair but she patted it through the hair cover anyway.

“Woah…really? I also complimented your hair yesterday but it didn’t made you look this happy” Aria said, giving Layla a suspicious look.

“Oh..yeah but this is someone i never expected to..” Layla said.

“A guy?” Aria asked in a whisper and Layla nodded, smiling.

“Oh” Aria smiled.

“Is he your boyfriend?” She asked.

“Soon” Layla said confidently like Dylan asked her to be his girlfriend already.

“Woah..I’m so glad he made you this happy. It’s been so long you looked this happy” Aria said and Layla nodded.

“I do not appreciate chit-chat during business hours, you both should get to work and stop spilling your foul spit over people’s coffee!” Philia shouted.

Layla and Philia walked home after they were done for the day.

“Why do you keep smiling like that! I hope you’re not planning to kill me overnight!” Philia said to Layla.

“No, i wouldn’t do that. I’m just happy” Layla smiled.

“You’re happy? Even after… what happened? How can you be happy Layla?” Philia asked, astonished.

“Oh my God! I hope it’s not starting to affect your mental health” Philia added, starting to panic.

“Stop Phil, I’m perfectly fine. I shouldn’t be happy after what happened,i should cry non-stop,i should refuse to eat..i know but i’ve decided to be happy, at least for the meantime” Layla said and Phil gave her a pity look.

“Don’t give me that look Phil, you’re making me feel pathetic and i would appreciate if you do not mention it again” Layla said and Phil nodded.

“Why are you not yelling at me? Are you trying to treat me nicely because of..that.. Wait,was that the reason you gave me more money this morning?” Layla asked.

Philia nodded and Layla groaned.

“How can you start treating me nicely all of a sudden because of that? If that hadn’t happened..i would still be the niece you hate right?” Layla asked.

“Of course” Philia shrugged.

“You’re so unbelievable! And cruel!” Layla yelled.

They had reached home by then,they walked in and Layla stomped to her room.

“Come back here Layla! Who’s gonna make dinner?” Phil shouted after her but she turned deaf ears and then slammed the door to her room.

Philia flinched at the sound.

“Don’t you dare spoil my door or you’re gonna get your poor aunt from Nigeria to fix it!” Philia yelled.

She dropped her bag and sat down on the couch, picked the remote control and switched on the TV.

When it dawned on her that Layla wasn’t going to make dinner,she searched for her phone in her bag and then ordered pizza.

Layla move from one part of the bed to another, unable to get a sleep.

Her stomach was rumbling with hunger.

She only had coffee in the afternoon.

Geez..she should have just put her pride aside and just made dinner when Philia told her to.

It’ll be pointless to go to the kitchen now.

Philia rarely makes meals and she might have locked the kitchen door just to punish her.

Well..she might have not, since she’s more subtle to her now.

Layla got up from the bed and slid her feet into her slippers,she adjusted her pajamas and then made her way out of her room,to the kitchen.

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Her heart ached when she found it locked.

Damn!

She was near tears as she made her way to the living room,this hunger isn’t one of those that can be endured,it’s almost ripping her stomach apart.

She planned to go beg Philia for the kitchen key when she saw a covered box of pizza with a glass cup of water on the table.

There’s probably nothing left in the pizza box, Philia would never have left any for her.

The glass of water would help though.

‘Atleast, she won’t collapse before she gets to Phil room’ She thought as she gulped the water.

She dropped the cup and sighed loudly.

The water did just little to quench her hunger,she knows her stomach would start rampaging soon again.

She stared at the box of pizza and then flipped it open with a finger.

“Yeah,go ahead and disappoint me,i know there’s nothing left in yo..What!” She exclaimed, seeing half of the pizza sitting prettily and invitingly in the box.

“What!” She exclaimed again.

Did Phil left some for her?

It seems Phil was pretty serious about starting to be nice to her..

But..what if the left over pizza isn’t for her?

Well..whatever, she has to feed her stomach,she’s ready for whatever punishment that may come later.

This is too hard to resist,not in her hungry state.

She sat down and started eating as fast as she could.

Phil might come out of her room any moment.

She ate with smiles and satisfaction.

She was almost done with the pizza when she saw a sticky note on the table.

Huh..How couldn’t she have noticed it earlier.

She picked it up and read what was written on it.

Food monger.

I know you’ll be almost done with the pizza before noticing this note. Just so you know,your allowance for tomorrow will be deducted.

What the…

“Gosh!” Layla dropped the last slice of pizza she was about devouring.

“I had known this would definitely come with a price” She groaned.

“You’re such an annoying bee” She snorted at Phil’s photo frame that was hung on the wall.

She ate the last slice of pizza before thrashing the box.

She smiled, looking well fed.

She’s so full now,but she needs to drink water.

The kitchen is locked so she’s just gonna do that tomorrow.

She’s glad she had something to eat at least.

She turned off the lights and walked to her room, grinning to herself..

Now she’s going to have a good sleep and probably dream about Dylan.

She just can’t get that scene out of her head.

Dylan talked to her for the first time.

He complimented the hair she had thought was ugly.

If she had known her ‘Bob’ would be the reason he would talk to her,she would have made it long ago.

Thank goodness Mrs Moore had listen to her pleas or she’ll rather faint than dance in front of the whole class.

Her father and brother had always teased her about her terrible dance steps.

She also knew herself to be a terrible dancer.

Her brother once said she dances like a hawk that’s trying to be stable on a barb wire.

She misses him so much.

She sighed as she jumped on her bed, pulled her blanket over her body and stared at the ceiling, imagining different love scenarios with Dylan.

“Good morning Phil” Layla said, walking into the living room.

She was fully dressed for school,only came to bid Phil bye.

She couldn’t wait to see Dylan.

“Good morning” Phil seeped her coffee, wondering why Layla was smiling to herself.

Oh..is she thinking she isn’t gonna deduct her allowance like she said she would.

Haha..she’s in for a surprise.

She handed Layla’s allowance fee to her and Layla counted it.

She stared at Philia after realising the money was incomplete.

“You’re really gonna deduct the pizza fee from my allowance?” Layla asked.

“Of course, you thought i was joking? You know i don’t joke with things like that” Phil said, picking her cup of coffee to sip once again.

Dollar notes were spread on the table like playing cards.

“Of course i..i know you don’t joke with things like that but i..thought you were starting to be nice to me” Layla said.

“Well..i was starting to but i thought you didn’t liked that, seeing the way you had stomped to your room yesternight”

“You do not care about things i like or not,you do what you want regardless of my choice, why the sudden care?” Layla asked.

“Do not ask me questions Layla,you got pissed after knowing the reason i was been nice to you,you walked out on me and refused to make dinner,yet you want me to remain nice to you? You’re a joker” Philia snarled.

“Must you like me for any reason, can’t you just like me.. without any reason attached to it, can’t you just like me like most aunts like their nieces,must there be a reason?” Layla asked, hurt.

“I can’t like you! because i do not like your father! Get the hell out before you make me seize your allowance”

Layla sighed.

“Okay, bye” She said, glancing at the wall clock before walking out of the house.

She’s not so hurt by Phil’s words, she’s used to it.

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She decided to take the bus today,she isn’t late but she just couldn’t wait to see Dylan.

She’ll be taking bus to school for the first time in months just because of Dylan.

And also,for the first time in months,she wouldn’t get to save some money.

The amount with her today wouldn’t be enough.

If she hadn’t planned to take bus, there’ll be few dollars left to save but..anything for Dylan.

She’s willing to do anything for him.

She walked into the class and there was no bickering and murmurs like always.

The students only stared at her..

Wow,who would have thought a day like this would come.

She headed to her seat after dropping her bag in the locker.

Her eyes were on Dylan who was chattering with his friends,he was yet to see her but she fixed her eyes on him anyway.

Her heart fluttered when he suddenly glanced up,his eyes met hers and he looked away almost immediately like she wasn’t there.

Wh..at.

Her walking steps slowed immediately.

Did he not see her?

Maybe he didn’t..but,he had looked directly into her eyes.

God, could he have forgotten about yesterday.

He flirts with so many girls,he could have forgotten.

She finally got to her seat,she sat down looking sad.

Minutes passed and she was surprised Chloe didn’t approach her,she wasn’t the only surprised one,the students were surprised also.

For months,there hadn’t been a day Chloe did not slander Layla and they always look forward to it.

Chloe pretended to be busy with her phone, meanwhile she was trying to avoid approaching Layla,she was scared after Layla threatened to rip her hair off her scalp yesterday.

She knows Layla is capable of it.. Africans are fierce!

But she isn’t letting Layla go off easily,she’s gonna attack her in ways that won’t require approaching her.

She so much hate her!

Layla stared at her desk, musing over Dylan’s inattentiveness to her.

Should she say hi to him?

Perhaps he hadn’t even seen her, his eyes might have been on another thing entirely.

He might have not notice her walk in because there wasn’t bickerings today.

Maybe…

“Hey” She heard a voice that sent shivers down her spine,she gazed up almost immediately to see Dylan waving at he r with a smile.

“God” She muttered almost breathless.

Zeemah

Thanks for reading

I’m wondering why Layla is yet to faint o

❄️Chapter 2.

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Layla walked into her classroom, panting.

She was glad class hasn’t started yet.

She headed to her seat and the students started their mockery as usual, laughing and pointing at her, whispering in one another’s ear.

She noticed it was quite much today and then realised it’s because she had reduced her hair to a Bob.

Did it made her ugly like Philia had said..

She hadn’t even looked at her reflection in the mirror before leaving for school.

Even at that, she knows she isn’t ugly! And even if she is,why should they mock her for it!

She was pissed as she sat on her seat and this time,she sat fully, raising her head high and her look shows she was daring any one of them to approach her and say mockery words to her face.

They looked a bit surprised to see her look this fearless, Layla had always placed her head on the desk crying as they mock her,she only raises her head whenever they’re having a class.

Layla’s gaze shifted to Dylan who was flirting with close to five girls at the same time.

She felt her heart ache, wishing he would at least flirt with her too.

He always light up her inside with merely staring at him.

He is one of the most good looking teen she has ever seen and if they were to rate his looks by ten, he’d score nine with no doubt.

His beautiful face looks like it was carved by a creative genius.

He has soft brown eyes that’d melt the strongest of ice,his eyelashes inky black and even longer and curlier than most girl’s, one’s breath would almost seize whenever Dylan winks.

He has exotic high cheekbones and a narrow straight nose that perfected his looks.

His shiny black curls, always swept to one side giving him a touch of a bad guy look.

He has friends that flocks around him and they are good looking too but not as good looking as he is.

A loud bang diverted Layla’s thought and gaze.

She saw Chloe standing in front of her with her three friends behind her, Chloe,the mastermind behind Layla’s mockery was considered the hottest girl in Ocean high school.

She had the looks and body, her brown hair had been dyed pink and she happily flaunts it,she has a proud nose that suits her ‘not-so-nice’ character and her lips..always in different colors of lipgloss,her face was always covered in this ‘bitchy make up’

Just like Dylan, Chloe was wanted by so many guys too, it was all over the school when she was dating Dylan but their relationship only lasted for two weeks.

Though they still kiss randomly during truth or dare game.

Chloe is the leader of the cheerleading team and she had refused to allow Layla join the team just because Layla’s father is black.

Layla is now on the swimming team and the others on the team even refuse to swim race with her, none of them wants to be in the water with her or even get in the water after she’s out..just because of Chloe’s slandering.

Everyone wants to be in Chloe’s good book.

“You’ve reduced your hair to Bob huh?” Chloe laughed.

She’s here to taunt her as usual and everyone watched eagerly like they always do.

Little do they know they’re in for a surprise this time.

Layla is done tolerating shit.

“You think it’ll make you look better huh?” Chloe asked.

“No..it only made you look uglier,you look worse than a scary witch ” Chloe snorted and there was laughter.

She was surprised Layla hadn’t placed her head on the desk to start crying.

“Okay..i reduced my hair to a Bob, so what? I look like a scary witch,and so? Why do you have to be so concerned about that?” Layla asked, looking Chloe in the eyes.

There was silence and everyone looked on in surprise.

This would be the first time Layla would speak back at Chloe fearlessly.

Chloe hid her surprise with a forced chuckle.

“Did you just..like, did you.. you? talked back at me? How dare you? You lowly African!” Chloe yelled.

Layla smiled. “You’re calling them lowly because they are blacks, c’mon that’s not fair”

Chloe’s breath has gotten uneven then, she was at loss for words.

She had planned to taunt Layla as usual and return to her seat, she hadn’t expected this come back.

“They are lowly! Your father is an ugly lowly Africa!” Chloe said, trying to gain more ground.

“I dare you to say that once more and i’ll rip your hair off your scalp” Layla yelled banging her desk as she rose to her feet.

Everyone was shocked and even Dylan turned to look at her this time but Layla was blinded with fury to see him.

Chloe shifted back in fear…

“Finally! You’re behaving like the monster Africans like you are. Violent set of people.” Chloe said,almost breathlessly as she fled to her seat with her friends.

“Really? You’re fleeing?” Layla laughed and Chloe felt so embarrassed.

She was known to be the school’s queen.

How dare this thing ridicule her.

“Don’t ever bring up my dad’s name with such disrespect again, he’s dead and you know it,yet you bring up his name as you wish and even refer to him like he’s some sort of trash, just because he’s African! Would you allow anyone do the same to your own father?” Layla asked.

“My father is white! Not some.. African!” Chloe said.

“You feel your father doesn’t deserve to be referred to as thrash but my own father does just because he’s a black?! Wow, you’re making it seem like it’s a crime to be black, this is terrible, why do you hate us so much” Layla sighed.

“Whatever!” Chloe rolled her eyes.

“And..if you keep bringing up my father with such disrespect, i’ll not hesitate to drag the hell out of your dad too, you have my words on that” Layla said.

“Wh..what did you just say?” Chloe asked.

“I said what i said Chloe” Layla said.

“How dare you speak to my father that way!” Chloe fumed where she stood with her friends.

“Ohh..you care about what others say to your dad but you don’t care about what you say to others Dad!..that’s pretty unbelievable of you” Layla raised her brows.

Chloe sighed, Layla is having the upper hand and it’s so embarrassing to her.

“Everyone knows your father married your Mum just to get papers!” Chloe said and Layla laughed.

“Just so you know, my parents love story is still the best I’ve ever heard. My Mum actually made my Dad marry her just so he can have the papers to stay behind, she doesn’t want him out of her sight not even for one hour…” Layla paused, a bit surprised to see almost everyone interested in the story.

“Huh..seems everyone is so interested in the love story of a black and white. I’m sorry i’ll have to stop there” She smiled.

“That doesn’t change the fact that he is African!” Chloe said.

“And, what is wrong with being an African?” Layla asked with all seriousness.

“Maybe if you tell me,i would at least understand why you hate them this much” She added.

Chloe went speechless for some time,she also couldn’t understand why she hates blacks and maybe she doesn’t hate blacks, maybe she hates Layla personally.

“I do not hate Africans, i hate you!” Chloe said bluntly.

“Why?” Layla asked.

Everyone waited for Chloe’s answer but none came.

“Okay..i get it that you hate me,do you have to extend it to my parents,my father in particular?” Layla asked.

“Because they gave birth to you! They fvcking gave birth to you. And to think a black! is in the same class that i am…damn!” Chloe growled.

Layla laughed..”I’m not even a full black,my Mum is American so i don’t think that’s enough reason to hate me. That’s just your excuse to,you obviously have other reasons but i don’t even care, just do not speak ill of my father or your father! would bear the brunt” Layla said.

“Do not mention my father with that black father of yours!” Chloe said through gritted teeth.

Layla laughed loud and hard.

“You should actually be glad i mentioned your father alongside mine.. My father, Michael Ajagun Williams..” Layla paused and if there had been a ‘Yoruba’ in the class,they would have laughed at the way she had pronounced ‘Ajagun’

“He is a three star general who fought across the thirty six states of Nigeria during World War II,he fought till his last breath and he died while protecting thousands of people” Layla said and her classmates exclaimed, looking touched by the story.

Chloe was touched also but she was too headstrong to show it.

“He’s not just any African, he’s a hero! The most selfless man I’ve ever known. None of you should dare bring up my father again and even if you do, please accord him some respect” Layla said and the whole class went silent.

Most of them already feeling bad to have treated Layla like thrash.

Chloe could see what was happening and she knew she had to speak up real fast.

“You all shouldn’t fall for her words! She’s telling lies!” Chloe said.

“Lies? Why would i do that? I didn’t say that for anyone to change their ways towards me,i didn’t say that to earn y’all pity nor anyone’s friendship. As a matter of fact,i don’t want anyone’s friendship. I said that to make you see how lucky your father is to be mentioned alongside mine” Layla smiled at Chloe.

“Your father fought across thirty six states in his poor country! That means nothing!” Chloe said.

“Yeah,it means nothing to you but it means a lot to the people he saved and they’ll forever be grateful to him” Layla said.

“And i think i should be blamed here because i gave you the chance to disrespect my father. Starting now..never speak ill of my father again,i won’t take it lightly..i promise you that. You hate me,then direct your hate to me, Do not extend it to my father. Don’t bring him up ever again!” Layla warned clearly.

“And that doesn’t go to Chloe alone but everyone in here, never disrespect my parents again. This is a warning!” Layla stated before sitting.

Her eyes landed on Dylan and surprisingly found his gaze on her,her stomach lit up immediately in excitement.

His gaze lingered before he finally looked away.

Dylan looks like he has finally noticed her and maybe he would start flirting with her too.

She almost grinned at the thought,her gaze was still fixed on him even after he had looked away.

Everyone was astounded Layla could turn that bold and fearless,they stared at her, different questions written all over their faces.

Chloe fumed on her seat, tapping her fingers on the desk repeatedly.

Her friends knew better than to say anything to her at the moment.

“What’s with the weird silence?” Miss Moore asked as she walked into the classroom.

She got no answer and then shrugged before proceeding to teach.

Walking into the cafeteria for lunch break, Layla had the same demeanor she had when she sat in class in the morning.

For the first time in years,she wasn’t mocked. She was only being stared at.

Realising it was this easy to have brought an end to the mockery that went on for years almost brought tears to her eyes.

She had allowed it go on and on,she had allowed it break her,it almost marred her and then with just few words and action..she was free.

She had thought it was going to take more than that,she never thought being free of the mockery and hatred only required standing up for herself.

If it hadn’t been for…what happened, would she have made the decision to stand up for herself or would she have even thought of it..?

She knew the answer and it sadden her.

Perhaps,she was being punished for not standing up for herself all these years.

Maybe God knew what happened would make her stand up for herself and then..

Stop Layla..she scolded herself.

She walked to the counter to get her lunch and then walked to a table with a tray of meal in hand.

She sat and expected the girls to stand up and move to another table like they’ve always done but she was surprised when they remained seated, eating their meal.

She was stunned for a while, knowing the students never ate with her,they do move to another table.

Except a girl who always sat with her.

Only the girl did not avoid her.

She eats with her all the time, though the girl is in a junior class.

Layla looked around and wondered where the girl was,she couldn’t find her.

“You should eat up,lunch break will be over soon” One of the girls said to Layla, stunning her yet again.

“Hu..h? Okay” She said and started eating.

Chloe saw what was happening and knew Layla is starting to win over the students heart.

“I can’t believe those girls sat with her!” Christy,one of Chloe’s friend said.

“What am i gonna do?” Chloe sighed worriedly.

Lunch break was over and everyone started moving to their classes.

“I think…your hair looks nice on you” Layla heard.

The voice sounds familiar but it can’t possibly be the person she’s thinking right?

No…or she’s going to faint.

She turned slowly, earnestly hoping he was the one.

It was Dylan.

He smiled at her before walking away.

She managed to stop herself from screaming but she couldn’t stop herself from dancing.

She broke into a dance, shaking each part of her body, humming incoherent rhythm to compliment her dance.

She cared less about the students who laughed at her funny steps.

She looked like the happiest person on Earth at the moment.

“No one told me Michael Jackson’s daughter attends this school..” One of the students said as they walked past her and the rest laughed.

“Wow, great dancing skills.. wouldn’t you like to showcase it to the class? Come with me” Miss Moore said and Layla stopped dancing.

“Miss Moore, no..i i”

“C’mon, great steps you have there, you’ll need to come show it to the class” Miss Moore smiled.

“No..i..i was only dancing because I’m excited, i know my dance skills is worst than a jelly’s, please don’t make me showcase it in front of the class” Layla said and Miss Moore held her laughter.

“You only think so, you’re still the best dancer I’ve ever seen. The world needs to know of your talent but let’s start from your class” Miss Moore said, laughing hard as she dragged Layla along.

“Miss Moore..nooo,i dance like a crab, pleaseeeeee” Layla pleaded as she was being pulled to her class.

Zeemah

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I hope I’m not the only one that has bad dancing skills like Layla ��

HER LAST WISH�️

�(Moremi)

❄️Chapter 1

Zeemah Writes �
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“Snip-snip”…. Goes the sound of the scissors.

Layla’s hair fall to the floor chunk by chunk.

Her eyes were glued to the mirror,focused on her hair that’s been cut off by herself.

~Yeah,i got tired of my long hair.

~I think short hair is the trend now.

~I just want to know how short hair feels like for a while.

~It’s gonna grow back soon.

Those are the words she’s gonna say to the people who asks right?

Who’s even going to?

Does anyone even care about her?

They are going to mock her instead,but she doesn’t care anymore.

Gone are those days she cries whenever she was been mocked.

Gone are the days she hides by her desk to avoid been seen and taunted.

And gone are the days…

“Layla! What are you doing” She heard her aunt’s shrill voice.

“Cutting off my hair” She replied drily, knowing Philia,her late mother’s younger sister doesn’t even care what she does to herself.

Philia hates her like she hated her father.

And if it hadn’t been for the death of her mother and brother, Philia would never have taken her in.

Philia hated her like everyone else just because her father is black.

“Why are you cutting it?” Phila asked as she walked closer to Layla.

“Do you even care?” Layla asked slowly.

“Of course i do, i won’t allow you scare my customers away with your looks, you are ugly enough..and now cutting your hair.. Darn it! you should just say you’re tired of helping me in my coffee shop!” Philia said,with a raised voice, she actually wished Layla was indeed ugly.

Who would even believe Layla was the daughter of that ugly black man! Of course Layla had taken after her mother in looks,no one would ever know she has a black father until they are told.

Her fair skin,flawless even more than those whose both parents were whites, she was born with hazel eyes which were rare and her lips,pink and plump,her nose isn’t left out in the perfectness of her looks and her brown-golden hair that was long enough to her back was now being reduced to a bob which still stood fine on her head,it changed her look a bit.

Her height is perfect for her age and she only took after her father in body shape, she isn’t as skinny as most American teens, Layla has a great and admirable body and her b00bs were even bigger than Philia’s which always made Philia mad all the time.

“I’m not going to scare your customers away and I’m not tired of helping you in your cafe” Layla said, already used to Philia’s hurtful words.

“You wouldn’t even dare stop helping me in my cafe except you’re ready to go meet your father poor relations in Africa to fend for you!” Philia said.

“And why always speaking of Africa like it’s the worst place in the world! Why always speaking of my father like he’s less human, why do you hate me so much just because my father is black! You were on bad terms with my Mum till she died just because she married an African,a Nigerian. Philia,do you always have to be this way? You always claim most Africans are inhumane..If there’s anything..you’re the one acting inhumane here” Layla said,with a look Philia has never seen before.

She stood there, shocked at Layla’s outburst.

Layla has always been mute and even cry at times, whenever her father or his relations was spoken ill of.

“So great to see you’re finally acting like the black! you are!” Philia said,not sounding as shocked as she felt.

“Ohh..really? If that’s truly how blacks speak up,then I’m so proud to be one” Layla smiled,now trimming the Bob she had made for herself.

She ignored Philia’s stabbing glare.

“I musn’t get to the shop before you!” Philia yelled before slamming Layla’s door.

Layla laughed,it felt so surprisingly good to have spoken up for the first time and seeing Philia look so upset was so satisfying…she really made the right decision but she wondered sadly if she would ever have made the decision to stand up for herself if it hadn’t been for what happened yesterday.

She shrugged sadly, having promised herself never to think about it.

She carefully and slowly trimmed the uneven edges of the Bob, she knew Philia isn’t gonna get to the shop before her because one of the men who do shag her is waiting in her room and they do spend hours at it.

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“Oh..well” Layla shook her head slowly, making her neatly cut Bob bounce.

She was a bit surprised to have done a good job, although she had always helped Bryan, her late younger brother trim his hair but she never thought she’d do so great at her own.

She rose to her feet and winced at the pain she felt in her leg.

“Gosh, that motherfvcker” She swore angrily.

A guy who had come to get coffee had spilled a cup of hot coffee on her leg and had left without even turning to look at her or apologize.

The hot coffee had bruised her skin and it hurts so much that she now limps.

“I’m so gonna kill him whenever i see him” She said as she packed the chunks of hair on the floor.

She hadn’t even seen his face,just his hair which was brown and then a scar at the back of his neck.

She lit the fireplace in her room and then started burning the chunks of hair.

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She stood in front of her mirror after freshening up and getting into fresh wears.

Her short w€t hair clung to her cheeks and she felt a bit sad to have cut her hair.

She’s missing her long wavy hair already but then it’s for the better.

Of course she wouldn’t have reduced her hair to a bob for no reason but for now, things are better left unsaid and even unthought.

She dried her hair with the dryer and then comb through it.

Anyone would think a professional had helped her with her hair.

Perhaps,she should go for a hair course in the future..she thought and laughed.
☕☕
Layla limped-walked into Philia’s coffee shop and headed to the counter.

She said hi to Aria, Philia’s only worker before dropping her bag.

Aria gasped…”You’ve cut your hair”

Layla nodded.

“Why?” Aria asked, she’s one of the few people who remained nice to Layla even after knowing her father is black.

“I..just wanted it” Layla shrugged.

“Ohh..it looks nice on you by the way” Aria said and Layla said ‘thank you’ with a smile.

She washed her hands to start helping, when she saw Philia walk out of her small office.

Darn it.

No dinner for her tonight.

“Phil, I’m sorry..i was..”

“I warned you Layla” Philia said, cutting her short.

Layla nodded and Philia walked away, smiling at customers and touring her shop like she normally do.

Layla groaned, blaming the man for not fvcking Philia long enough or had Philia requested for a quickie?..

“Layla! Customers are waiting!!” Philia shouted and Layla set to work immediately.

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Her rumbling stomach woke her up the next morning.

She sat up on the bed and clutched her knees to her chest, staring at nothing in particular.

Her eyes were laced with tears,she missed her mum so much.

Her Mum would never have starved her to punish her.

Of course Philia hadn’t given her dinner yesternight.

And if she doesn’t get up quick enough to make breakfast before Philia wakes up,then there’ll be no breakfast for her before she leaves for school.

She threw her blanket roughly to a side like it was the cause of her problems and then carefully slid her feet into her footwear.

Her leg is still hurting,she hadn’t even applied anything to make it heal faster.

She walked to the kitchen and started making sandwich,she prepared her sandwich while the coffee was brewing.

And by the time she was done,the coffee was ready.

She doused it with cream and sugar, stirred it and then placed it in a tray beside her sandwich.

She quickly cleaned the kitchen and then picked up the tray and left to her room.

She sighed in relief when she got to her room safely without seeing Philia.

She gently dropped the tray on her bedside table and then grabbed a towel before heading into the bathroom.

Her heart do beat fast anytime she prepares for school because she knows she can’t escape being mocked through out a day but not anymore, she’s not going to allow that anymore.
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She smiled as she stood under the shower, the tiny slash of water hitting her skin.

She had even wanted to stop going to school at some point but what kept her going was…

Dylan.

Her crush or rather,every female’s crush.

She always look forward to seeing him everyday, his handsome face had this way of making her heart flutter,she always wish he would just look at her with those striking eyes of his for once, sadly..he doesn’t even spare her a glance,it’s just like she doesn’t exist, even if they were not sitting too far from each other.

She wants him to notice her and she’s gonna make sure that happens today.

Of course he knows her, who doesn’t know Layla Moremi Williams, the only girl in Ocean high school who has a black father.

And almost everyone knew she had a crush on him and he knows too just like he knows other girls are crushing on him,yet he doesn’t glance her way.

Perhaps she’s the last girl he would ever consider having as a girlfriend.

Having as girlfriend?..Lol.

He wouldn’t even think of that, perhaps she’s the last girl he would ever consider glancing at.

And she has seen Dylan laugh severally whenever she’s being mocked, although he has never mocked her directly but she doesn’t even care if he laughs whenever she’s being mocked,she loves him and would do anything to make him look directly into her eyes,she would do anything to make him see she’s in love with him.

She isn’t gonna hide anymore, not when…

She sigh as she stepped out of the shower, she grabbed her pink towel,wrapped it around her body,removed the shower cap from her hair and walked back to her room.

She dried her body and started dressing up for school.

*✨
Her coffee was almost cold by the time she was done dressing up but she took it anyway.

She sat on her neatly spread bed, smartly dressed for school and started having her breakfast.

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She picked her backpack when she was done and walked out of her room with the tray in hand.

She dropped it in the kitchen sink and planned to sort it after she’s back from school.

She needs to get going now because she’s gonna be walking to school and she always like to cover a reasonable distance before time runs out.

Her school is damn far from the house.

Philia do give her transport fare of course but she saves the money and uses her legs instead.

And now…she now has a huge amount in her piggy bank.

She met Philia in the living room sorting dollar notes like she does every morning.

“Good morning Phil” Layla said.

“Morning Layla” Phil looked tired and Layla knew she was probably shagged all night.

Of course Phil isn’t doing it for money,she only enjoys doing it like she had told Layla.

“What?” Layla asked as Philia’s eyes scrutinized her.

“You look so ugly!” She scoffed before handing Layla some dollar notes.

“Thanks Phil” Layla said, ready to leave.

“Come” Phil stopped her and she turned to her.

“Have this” Phil handed her more dollar notes.

“You want me to get something for you?” Layla asked.

“No,just have it, use it to do whatever you want” Phil said and Layla stared at her, stunned.

“Take it and leave,your ugly face is scaring me” Philia groaned.

“Thank you so much Phil” Layla said,touched.

She took the money and then left for school after saying bye to Philia.

She thought about Phil’s sudden kind act as sh e ran to school, ignoring the sharp pain in her leg.

Zeemah

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Phew!

How was the start?�

Thanks for reading �

Missmossy:
Aww such a beautiful story with so many morals. Welldone Toriperisc

Thank u

HER LAST WISH �️

�(Moremi)

She had three wishes;

�️Being free of the hate charged towards her by standing up for herself.

�️Getting to kiss the hottest guy in school whom almost every girl had a crush on.

And her last wish☄️

�️Dating him,the hottest guy in school just like every other girl wanted but what happens when her last wish took a twist.

Of course she isn’t someone to have three wishes in which two of them centers around a ‘guy’ but as they say ‘there’s a reason behind every action’

Layla Moremi Williams is an African American who resides in Las Vegas, her father Michael Ajagun Williams is African,a Nigerian to be precise. While her mother Celine Marton Williams is an American.

Obvious to this fact,she was mocked by almost everyone who knew of it,she was always taunted and avoided in school for having a black father.

The mockery got so deep into her that it left her weak and timid.

“What happened?” Was the question on everyone’s lips when the weak-hearted Layla suddenly turned fierce and dauntless,ready to crush bones and rip hairs.

There’s more to the new Layla than everyone knows.

The reason behind those wishes is more than the eyes could even tell.

This is not just about her last wish,it is much moreeeeeee�

Story setting: Nigeria/Las Vegas.

This will be the first African American novel i’ve written and even though a night with him almost sucked out all my juices�, i made sure to put in great effort in this novel to make it worthy of reading.

Trust my novels to always have lessons to learn at the end and this won’t be an exception.

And i know some of us are already excited to be having an African setting�

Let’s go on this journey guys,let’s explore� �

Are you as ready as i am?��

Final Episode
DANIEL’S POV

After what I went through in Uju’s hands and being extorted, I had learnt my lesson the hard way. It wasn’t a pleasant story to tell and I was completely ashamed of myself when I realized that this was how I had been treating my ex wife and even worse. I had a change of heart and I turned a new leaf. I was willing to make things right but I was too late because by the time I ran into Victoria in a bank, she looked so beautiful and radiant and I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had pleaded with her, begging her to come back to me but she had refused. Much to my dismay, she had told me that she was getting married the next week and had simply written me a cheque of two million naira to compensate the one million naira she had stolen from me, gotten into her car and driven away. I felt very terrible and I knew that it was too late to change the hand of time. My sister attended her wedding and was even in her bridal train but I couldn’t bring myself to attend.

I was determined to be a better version of me and in less than two years, I fell in love. It felt great. The lady who had captured my heart was a nurse. I had found her when I had finally summoned the courage to go for an HIV test. I really wanted to know what my fate was after having unprotected s£x with so many girls. When the result came out negative, I couldn’t contain myself to the extent that I had grabbed this strange nurse that I had never met in my life and kissed her on the lips. It was as if I had won a lottery of millions whereas I was happy that I hadn’t been self-destructive like I had feared. I had stopped my womanizing and was determined to stick to just one woman this time.

Glancing at the nurse and realizing what I had done, I profusely apologized to her then on impulse I had asked to buy her dinner when she got off duty. We met later in the evening and chatted and I got to find out that she was a nurse and a single mum. Weeks passed and we grew closer and eventually, I fell in love with her. I treated her kid as mine and put him in school, taking up every financial responsibility of him and his mother because I loved them both. A year later, Martha and I got married and much to my dismay, I realized that she pointed a lot and squandered my money unnecessarily. Every time I caught her chatting with a man in a lewd way on social media, she would apologize and promise to change and I always forgave her because I had once in been in her shoes before and I knew how Victoria had endured and still stayed married to me despite disrespecting her in every way imaginable.

Anyway, one day, nine months after our wedding, I had to travel on a business trip to Abuja on a Tuesday and was due to return on Saturday but because I was missing my wife and I was eager to be with her, I had returned two days earlier from my trip and it was raining heavily on that day. When I drove into the compound, the gateman quickly pushed the gate shut and rushed to hold an umbrella over me and from his facial expression, I knew that he was surprised to see me. I had come home because not only was today our wedding anniversary, I was also eager to see my wife whom I had decided to give a pleasant surprise by coming home two days before the due day with a box of very expensive jewelry, a bouquet flower and a bottle of her favourite wine. All I wanted was to take her out on a date tonight and treat her like the queen she truly was on our wedding anniversary.


“Oga, welcome.” The gateman said. The rain poured heavily and drummed noisily on the umbrella that I had to strain to hear him.

“How are you?” I asked. Some of the rain was dropping on his shoulder and back where the umbrella couldn’t reach.

“Is madam home?” I asked as I glanced up at one of the windows above.

I realized that Musa was very nervous. He scratched his head abd stuttered. “I no sure… E be like so… She been go market before? Maybe she still dey house.”

I gave him a frown. “Can’t you be decisive about your answer? Is she home or not? How can you be unsure of that when your job is to man the gate and be in charge of who goes out or comes in.”


He hesitantly answered now. “Oga, she dey house. (Boss, she’s at home.)

“Good.” I was pleased. I wouldn’t want my wife to be outside in this storm. She was too delicate for such. I directed Musa to walk me to the varendah around the front door and he did, holding the umbrella. When I was safely in the shade of the umbrella, I expected him to turn and return to his post but when he hesitated, I gave him a baffled look. “Is something wrong?” I asked.

“No ooo, oga…” He glanced at the door. “I just dey surprise to see you for house na. You talk say na until Saturday you go come back. (I am just surprised to see you home so soon. You said that you would come back on Saturday.)” He said.

“Well, I finished with my business early and decided that there was no need waiting till that said day.” I said to him, wondering if the reason he was stalling was because he wanted to receive his salary in advance.

“Okay Oga, still welcome.” He said and reluctantly walked away, tiptoeing and trying to avoid little pools of water as he made his way back to his post.

Giving him a baffled look for a moment, I finally walked into my house and found the living room empty. As I took off my cufflinks after placing my brief case on the center table. Then as I began to loosen my tie, I called out to my wife but there was no reply, the television was on but was mute. As I continued to call out to her and still got no reply, I presumed that she must been in bed, although, it was still 6:30 p.m. As I reached our bedroom door, I opened it and stopped abruptly in shock as I saw my loving wife straddling a man with his d!ck buried deep inside of her while she fvcked him in a reverse cow-girl position, sliding up and down his d!ck and her buttocks clapping and making a sound at each impact of the powerful thrust.

I stood there in shock, gaping at them. At first, I wiped my hand over my eyes to be sure that I was neither dreading nor imagining this but when I looked again, she was still bouncing on the man, her hands grabbing the sides or her hair while she m0aned out loud and the man’s hands reached out to grab and support her buttocks. “Martha!” I uttered in disbelief.

Startled, she flew off her lover and landed beside him with shock and fear registered on her face as she stared back at me with wide frightened eyes. Her getting out of the way revealed her partner to me and that was even more shocking than catching my wife having s£x with another man because the man she was actually having s£x with was my own you blood brother. The shock was too much for me to bear that I had an instant stroke and collapsed to the ground. I couldn’t feel the left side of my body and I felt helpless. I was wrong. I thought Karma was done with me and would pardon me now that I had turned a new leaf but it was not meant to be, it was actually just starting with me.

I could hear my wife begin to panic as they hurried to me now but she was afraid to touch me for reasons best known to her. From my right eye, I saw my brother squat to take a look at me.

“Stop panicking.” He said to my wife. “He’s okay. He’s only kind of paralysed. We’ll get him to the hospital as soon as we are done.”

“Done with what?” I heard my wife asked him in surprise as if already knowing what he meant.

“I have not even cvm yet.” He said.

“Are you crazy?! Your brother had just caught us in bed together and had fallen down and all you can think off is getting your ejaculation?!” She asked him.

“I thought you said he wouldn’t be coming back until Saturday?!” He accused.

“That was what he told me?! He told me that he wouldn’t be able to make it on our anniversary, but I didn’t know he wouldn’t keep to what he had told me earlier that he would still try to come on our anniversary day.” She explained.

“Well, it’s his fault for coming home unannounced, anyway…” He rose and walked around to my wife. “… let’s just finish up and find out what’s wrong with him.”

“No, I’m not doing this.” My wife refused.

He held her upper arms and tried to bring her up to her feet. “C’mon, you can’t leave me hanging like this.”

“I can’t have s£x with you!” She stated. “Not when my husband, your brother is helplessly lying on the floor! Let’s just take him to the hospital, what if he dies?!”

“I’m not going to have blue balls because my brother walked in on us. The earlier we get this done with, the quicker we can get him to the hospital. He tried to pull her up again and she reluctantly let him. She began to grumble but he assured her with the words as he guided her to the bed. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to do me this time, I’ll take charge.”

I tried to speak as my eye followed them but I couldn’t feel the other side of her my face. In despair, I watched my younger brother place my wife on the bed, spread her legs and held them up then slid into her and soon, he was thrusting in and out of her. When he finished after a few minutes, he pulled out of her and walked to the bathroom to have his bath while my wife sat on the bed and watched me in dread. Soon, I felt my younger brother and wife lift me off the floor then struggled to get me down the stairs to the car outside. I was put into it and then driven to the hospital.

When the doctor asked what happened, I heard my brother bring up a lie. “I don’t actually know. He fell down the stairs.”

The doctor examined me for some minutes then finally turned to them and said, “I’m afraid your brother has suffered a stroke.”

“What!” I heard my wife exclaim in shock. “In this age? He just clocked forty a few weeks back!”

“Although older people above the age of 65 years are prone to stroke, young people below 45 are not exempted too.” The doctor explained. “Stroke is caused by when the blood flow to a part of one’s brain is reduced or interrupted. It’s unfortunate that Mr. Daniel here is now a victim.”

“Will he receiver?” My brother asked.

“It depends on how severe his stroke actually is but for now, you’ll have to leave him here in the hospital with us so we can carry out further tests on him and also care for him in the best way possible.”

Well, guess what? I never really recovered. I was later discharged and put on some pills and since part of my body was dead, I was confined to a wheelchair. Helplessly, I watched my brother take over my company since he was my next of kin. Not only did I watch him waste my money and almost bankrupt me, I also had to watch him disrespect me by fvcking my wife everywhere in my own house and couldn’t do anything about it. The only hope I clung to was when my sister decided to move in with us so she could properly take care of me. I never believed the saying “what goes around, comes around” until now and I was stuck, experiencing the same things I had put my ex wife through and the culprit was my own blood brother. I was tempted to spring out of my chair and punch him in the eye when he had boasted to my face about raping Victoria but there was nothing I could do. I could only stare at him, almost drooling on my shoulder like the slowpoke my stroke had reduced me to.

Guess what, his karma was just waiting around the corner for him too. He was hit by a stray bullet one night while returning from the club with Martha my wife. He had lost control of the wheel and had crashed into a trailer parked on the shoulder of the road. Martha was so injured that her legs had to be amputated while my brother had died on the spot. With the help of my sister, I divorced Martha who began to beg for forgiveness. I willed half of all that I had laboured for to my sister and the other half to charity while I remained confined to the wheel chair for the rest of my life, regretting all I had ever done to those I felt were below me. I wished I was dead, because death would have been more suiting than this living torture I called life.

THE END
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episode 19

UJU’S POV

I dealt severely with him for a month before I finally laced his food with the charm antidote, releasing him from my clutches but not after I had coerced him into sign a cheque of six million naira which I had cashed out before setting him free. He had learnt his lesson and I hoped that he would change for good. I left him soon enough to continue with my life. I went back to Chris to report but I never told him how I did it, I didn’t need to reveal the fetish part of myself to him, neither did I tell him that I had taken six million from Daniel. I had played my role and that was what mattered.

A week later, I moved out of Chris’ house because I learnt that he had finally proposed to Victoria and she had accepted to marry him. In order to give them their space, I had packed up my things and had left and moved in with a boyfriend of mine. Although, this was not how I had hoped things would be but since Chris didn’t want me and destiny had another course for me, I had no choice but to obliged. Chris kept to his promise of sponsoring my education and I was glad that I could finally finish my education. I set up a shop for myself with the six million naira that I had taken from Daniel and began to live my life just fine.

VICTORIA’S POV

Well, I was surprised when Chris had proposed to me. I found myself screaming yes several times just the way I had imagined that I would want to react when a man whom I loved and also felt the same for me finally popped the big question. His plan was to relocate to the U.S. with me and start a new family after our wedding but when he mentioned going to see my parents, the joy in me slowly desipitated. I wasn’t ready to meet them after all they had done to me, at least not yet. After much talking, pleading and compelling, I finally decided to take him to my parents whom I hadn’t seen for months. We picked a Saturday afternoon and when we drove into my parents’ compound, we found my mum at the side of the house, watering her ugu (vegetable) which had a very large seed at the center of the mass of leaves.

In confusion, she turned to look at us, wondering whom the owner of the car was. When I stepped out of the car and her eyes settled on me. Her mouth dropped open and the bowl of water fell from her hand as she gaped at me in disbelief.

“Mama…” I called, a little feebly. I felt so guilty seeing how she had lost some weight and I knew that Daniel had severed all ties with them.

“Adanna…” She uttered. “Is that you?” She gave me a look, as if unsure if her eyes were playing tricks on her.


“It’s me, Mama.” I said.

She carefully came towards me then felt around my body and face in awe. “Adanna, is this really you?!”

“Mama, I’m the one.” I yet again answered and she suddenly wailed, throwing her hands up to the sky. She began to sob and thank God as she sank down to her knees, rubbing her palms together at intervals as she spewed thanks to God for my return. Tears streamed down her face and I felt so much empathy towards her. This woman might have made a lot of bad decisions concerning my life, but she was still my mother. When she had given enough thanks, she rose to her feet and ushered us to sit on the bench in front of the house.

My brother who was just walking into the compound, slowed down when he saw the car but when his eyes settled on us, he immediately smiled and broke into a run to meet me. He was so happy to see me that I rose to receive his tight hug. When we finally separated, I asked my mother, “Mama, where’s papa?”

“He went to play lotto. He has been gambling ever since Daniel left us, hoping that he would win a big sum of money. Bia,” she beckoned to my brother. “Drop that keg of kerosene on the ground and go and call your father!”

My brother eagerly obeyed and hurried off to fetch my father when I noticed that I hadn’t seen my sister, I asked, “Mama, is Linda not at home?”

My mother heaved a sigh and said forlornly. “We haven’t seen your sister for the past seven months now ever since she ran away from Daniel’s house.”

I gave a confused frown. “Daniel’s house? Why was she at Daniel’s house, Mama?”

My mother sighed again and lowered her head in what I perceived to be shame and regret. Soon, she began to cry again, unable to tell me why my sister had been at my ex husband’s house in the first place. My father arrived and was surprised to see me. I rose to greet him and he welcome me better than I had expected. He asked us all to go in and there, my parents apologized to me about everything they had caused and how they had turned a blind eye to my plight. When I finally Introduced Chris to them as my fiance, they were glad, especially my mother. She quickly went to the kitchen to prepare some food for us. While my father discussed with Chris, I drew my brother aside and asked him to tell me what had happened to Linda. He narrated the whole ordeal to me and told me that he was actually communicating with Linda and that she was only hiding out in school, scared of my parents’ wrath and also scared of being arrested by Daniel and I put it to myself to give her a call and assured her to come back home.

Anyway, as the months flew by, Chris and I made preparations for our wedding. I moved my parents out of the old house and bought them a new one where they could live comfortably and have their personal cars for their own use. Chris and I eventually got married eight months later. We relocated to the U.S. almost immediately to continue our honeymoon. Finally, I knew how it felt to be in a happy marriage was and I looked forward to seeing my husband everyday after work unlike Daniel whose return for work I always dreaded. I enjoyed my s£x life and Chris never asked me to do anything out of the ordinary. I had my orgasms anytime we had s£x and the thought of it always made me anticipate our next s£x. I was happy, I earned my own money, my husband was great and finally, I got pregnant just a few months after our wedding. I wouldn’t have asked for more.

Episode 18b

When I had finally shot everything into her and the feeling began to dissipate, I leaned my head on her shoulders, panting. She slowly got off me and pulled me off the chair then led me to the the bathroom. This was the best s£x I had ever had and I couldn’t wait to have more. As we sank into the bathtub, I pulled her to my body so that she leaned her back against my chest and sat between my thighs. I washed her play with the lather which she had gathered on her hand and then I finally asked as I watched her fingers,

“Your ring, where is it?”

She hesitated before she answered. “Last time I checked, I threw it into the sink. Daniel must have found it.”

“So you finally decided to leave him, why?” I pressed.

I felt her tense up and she lowered her head before she murmured. “I don’t think I want to let anyone know what he did to me.”

I ran a knuckle down the back of her head to her name and said in a soft reassuring voice. “You know I won’t judge you.”

“I know, but all the same, it’s not a topic to be discussed.”


I paused for a second as I tried to decipher what she could probably be so uncomfortable about. “Wait, did he maim you? We just made love and there’s nothing wrong with your body, except a few scars here and there.”

She remained silent for a moment then sighed. “He raped me… anally.” I could feel her grow more tense as if bracing herself for my reaction.

“He did what?” I frowned in confusion.

“Well, he has always wanted it and I have always refused. He finally found an excuse to take it by force after I left you.” She said to me.

“But V, why did it take you this long to make up your mind? I have seen that man disrespect you in public and I’m sure he does worse to you in private, why didn’t you abandon ship?”

“My parents…” She said now, leaning the back of her head on my shoulder. “They drove me into this. They are supposed to stand up for me in ways that I couldn’t for myself but yet, according to them, Daniel could never do wrong in their sight. He was the perfect son in-law and their meal-ticket.”

“So you mean that your parents practically turned a blind eye to your plight for material and financial benefits?”

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“They told me marriage was for better or for worse…” She said now in a distant voice as she blankly stared up at nothing as if drifting into a personal flashback. “They said a woman was supposed to accept the condone whatever injustice metted to her by her husband. They said a good woman never abandoned her home, not even for domestic abuse. They told me that a good woman would was the pillar of the house and while her husband went astray or became someone else, their duties were to get on their knees, pray fervently and fast till he came to his right senses. But when I asked them what the duty of a husband was, I was told that his sole God-given duty was to provide for the family and as long as he wasn’t shirking this responsibility, he was allowed to get away with anything including cheating. I was told there were temptations everywhere and men were prone to be victims of such temptations and as long as he didn’t marry a second wife, I could let him do whatever he wanted with other women out there, that, that was how it had always been since the time of our ancestors and that was how it was supposed to be. When I refused this notion, they told me that I was not a submissive wife and women like me tend to destroy my home faster.”

“What’s the worst thing he has ever done to you besides dumping you on the road, helpless and in the middle of nowhere?”

She hesitated as if trying to remember. “When he asked me to stand n@ked in the room so his younger brother could masturbate with my nudity and…” she trailed off, too ashamed to finish her words.

I held the edges of the tub tight so as to contain my growing anger. “Why would he do that?!” I was furious.

“He told me that I should have known that I was also getting married to his family, not him alone. He did this to me a week after our wedding. His brother had come to spend the weekend with us then he took tramadol, probably expecting a girl. Unfortunately, the girl failed to show up and he was in severe agony since his er£ction wouldn’t die down. They waited, hoping that the effect of the drug would wear off but after four hours of severe pain and no relief from his er£ction, my brother-in-law began to howl in pain, rolling on his bed with his hand on the d!ck. They contemplated on going out to get a prostitute but he complained that he couldn’t wait for that long.

Just then, my husband glanced at me and then told me to remove clothes. I suggest pornography but he said that would not stimulate him quickly the way a live person would. He ordered me again to take off my clothes and said that if anything happened to his brother, he would deal severely with me. I stood my ground and still refused, but when I tried to run out after he kept persisting, he grabbed me and tore my clothes off. Then giving his brother a jar of Vaseline and told me to stand in front of him. As his brother began to masturbate, I tried to cover my n@kedness with my arms but my husband removed them. He claimed that I should be glad that his brother was not touching but watching me instead.

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The brother wanked for almost twenty minutes but when he realized that he felt no sign of ejaculating, he told my husband that I would have to do more than just stand there and watch him. When my husband asked him what he wanted, he told my husband that he would release faster if I sucked him off. By this time, I was already trembling and sobbing, hoping that my husband would refuse such an outrageous request but my husband ordered me to get on the bed and suck his brother. When I refused, he simply walked out of the room and locked the door. His desperate brother who was anxious to get a relief from his agony suddenly grabbed me, forced me on my knees, grabbed my head and forced his d!ck into my mouth. I thought of biting and inflicting serious injuries on him but the fear of what my husband would do to me, restrained me. After forcing me to suck him for like fifteen minutes, he still felt no relief then I could see how frustrated and agitated he was.

Then he pulled closer to the door and called out to his brother in a quiet way. After trying three times and getting no reply and he was sure that his brother was not at the other side of the door, he suddenly attacked me and forced me on the bed. I screamed, fought, cried and begged but his desire for s£xual relief was greater than his sense of reasoning and since I was already n@ked, it didn’t take him much effort to pry my thighs open. He raped me. He had s£x with me for over forty five minutes and when he reached his climax, he simply pulled out ejaculated all over me in a demeaning manner. My hair, my face, my belly, my stomach, everywhere his semen could land, he let it fly with glee.

Till today, you are the only one I have told. I never told Daniel. I don’t know if he knew but decided to stay quiet. Ever since his brother raped me, he lost respect for me. He treated me like crap, talked to me in any manner and treated me almost the same way Daniel treated me. She began to sob again and my heart went out to her. I could feel her pain and sorrow. Her body shook as she sobbed and I embraced her and consoled her without saying a word. I had a lot on my mind now but I didn’t want her to know what I was thinking about but I was already plotting ways on how to avenge her. Ways to make Daniel and his brother pay for everything they had ever done to Victoria.

PAPA VICTORIA’S POV

I was sitting outside in the varendah with my wife, happily eating garden egg and usoji while my wife was eating roasted corn and cooked pear. We were enjoying ourselves on this Saturday afternoon and passers-by would stop to exchange pleasantries with us before going on their way.

“Emma!” My wife called out. “Emma! Bring your father and I some cold minerals from the fridge so that we can wash this food down properly.”

I laughed. “Mama Adanna, you and enjoyment! Enjoyment will not kill you o.” I teased my wife.

“Bia, papa Adanna, please leave me to enjoy my enjoyment. If it’s going to kill me, I don’t mind, let me die! Besides, it’s my son-in-law’s money, it’s my right. Let me enjoy it. Do you think it’s easy to give birth to beautiful daughters?”

I laughed. “Just don’t finish the fifty thousand he gave you o. Remember that I need twenty thousand to go and drink peppersoup in Big Mama’s shop o.”

She gave me a disgruntled look. “Twenty thousand naira for eighty pots of pepper soup or what? Baba Adanna!” She pointed a finger at me and squinted suspiciously at me. “I’m beginning to suspect you and this woman o! There’s no day that you won’t go there! What exactly is between you and this woman, ehn? What exactly?”

I chuckled as I bit a garden egg. “Ahan! Your blood is too hot! Nothing is going on between Big Mama and I. I only go to her shop for the peppersoup!”

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“It had better be the peppersoup o!” She shook a finger at me. “It had better be! The day that I will find out that you are big Mama are playing away match, I will visit Ezedibia and…” She suddenly slammed right palm against her left fisted hand for emphasis. “… I’ll make sure you gum there! You’ll gum there and the whole street will know what you have been doing!”

“Eh?!” My eyes grew round. “Eliza, if that’s a joke, stop it o.” I shook a finger at her. “You’ll gum me where? Don’t try it o! Don’t try it at all at all!”

“Oh! So you want to cheat on me, okwia? You want to another woman’s perere?”

“I thought you told our daughter that marriage is for better and for worse and that men are allowed to cheat!”

“Taaaa!” She shouted. “That rule is only applicable to the rich! Papa Adanna, are you rich? Answer me, are you rich? When your mates were making money, you were busy chasing small village girls and putting on masquerade costumes to dance around the village!”

“Then why did you marry me?! Ehn? Why? Did I force you to marry me?!” I snapped.

She simply flinched her mouth to me turned away and placed her jaw on her hand as she continued eating her corn. Just then, a small can and a police van pulled into the compound and confused and surprised, we rose, wondering what was going on when Daniel appeared from the car with a neck brace and several stitches on his face and arms. He didn’t look happy as he stormed towards us with some police men.


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Episode 18a

CHRIS’ POV

We suddenly burst into my bedroom, feverishly kissing each other as if we were scared that the other person would vanish. We continued kissing as I backed her up against the bed and the same time, we tried to anxiously peel our clothes off our body, eager to feel each other’s skin. I loved the smell of her perfume and whatever hair cream she had used for her hair extensions. I felt like eating the whole of her. I still couldn’t believe that she was the one actually in my arms. I had thought that I would never get to see again because she was lost to me forever. I quickly took off my shirt and tossed it away, not caring where it landed. What mattered to me now was the very person standing before me.

Her gown was easy to dispose of. She simply pulled her arms out of the thin straps then pushed it down her waist as we continued kissing. I bent down a bit and took it off her completely, till she was only left in her panties. She reached for my belt, quickly unbuckled and pulled it off then she zipped down my fly and began to push my pants down my legs. When she couldn’t bend to take it part my knee because she didn’t want to break the kiss, she simply used her leg, placed it on my pants and pushed it down to my ankle. I only briefly paused our kiss to completely take off my pants because the last thing I wanted was any restrictions. When that was out of the way, I guided her towards a wall and placed her back against it. At first, she was puzzled about why we had left the bed we were so close to. I knew that she was as eager as I was but I had wanted to make this memorable for her.

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Immediately her back touched the wall, I squatted before her, nudged her thighs apart, pulled the throng of her panties to the side and instantly buried my mouth on her cl!t. She threw her head back, closed her eyes and released a m0an as her hand grabbed my head, pulling me closer. I sucked her cl!t and her labia minora together, sometimes, stroking the middle of her with my tongue. I felt her twitch, squirm and pull my head tighter as I devoured her like I had never done before. Soon, it was as if I was not having enough of her as I wanted to I simply grabbed one of her legs, lifted it up and placed her foot on my shoulder and when I delved in again, this time, my tongue could reach her vagina. I could taste her sticky w€tness and it tasted so good. I licked everything up then stuck the end of my tongue into her vagina, probing around to taste more of her sweetness. She was m0aning, squirming, pulling at my head and begging me not to stop. I could spend eternity sucking her but I knew that there were other parts that need to be explored. I sucked hard on the area that contained her labia minora and I cl!t then slowly pulled my head back, pulling the elastic labia minora in my mouth which I later let go with a plop. Placing a final kiss there, I rose to meet her, running my hands up the side of her body, I unhooked her bra, took it off her and tossed it away.

I cupped one of her bre@sts and rubbed the hardened n!pole with my thumb and I saw her breathing deeply as she succvmbed even more to my touch. She slowly walked around me and I followed suit until she was standing in my position and me in hers. She pushed me against the wall and kissed the side of my neck. My d!ck twitched in my boxers, responding to her touch. She kissed down my collar bone then hovered her lips over one of my n!pole. I waited in anticipation and finally, I felt her flick the n!pole with a tongue. I shuddered and my n!pole shrunk into hardness at the warm feathery touch of her tongue. She sucked my n!pole gently and I found myself grabbing her head and pressing it against my chest. I wanted her to bite me there and as if she read my mind, she complied and nipped my n!pole with her teeth. I could feel precvm already leaking from the slit of my d!ck.

After sucking my n!pole from what felt like almost two minutes, she kissed down my belly and I felt her thumbs go into my waistband of my boxers. As she reached my navel, she began to pull my boxers down and my d!ck sprang out still connecting a thin web of precvm to my boxers which finally broke when Victoria suddenly swallowed the head into her mouth. I blinked and shuddered. The feeling was magnificent. She squatted on her toes before me and wrapped a have around my shaft as she began to suck it while my boxers simply dropped to my ankles. Victoria sucked and licked my d!ck, watching me watch her fascination while her free hand played with my balls which were gradually shrinking. She sucked me faster and deeper, slobbering on my d!ck which she sometimes deep-throated and that even added more pleasure to my sensitive cap.

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She pulled my d!ck out of her mouth and lifted it up then she gave the ridge underneath a long lick before she moved to my balls, at first she sucked each sac into her mouth, pulling it a bit and toying with it with her tongue and after doing that to the other sac, she suddenly sucked both at once into her mouth while her hand crawled up my body to play with one of my n!pole. The pleasure intensified as she began to twist and pull at my n!pole and at the same time, suck and stroke my d!ck. Slowly, I began to feel something build up in me and I knew that I was bound to cvm soon if I didn’t stop her.

Reluctantly, I placed my hands under her armpits and pulled her up to a standing position then I suddenly bent and scooped her into my arms and as I walked to the bed, we resumed kissing. I placed her on the centre of the bed and then straddled her in all fours. I kissed her forehead then said,

“I want to show you something?”

“What?” She asked, reaching for my d!ck and stroking it gently.

“Another way to get orgasm.” I told her, then instructed, “Push your tight together and clamped them shut.”

I saw the surprise and confusion register on her face but she obeyed. I knew that she had thought that I would penetrate her but I didn’t need to penetrate her to give her this orgasm. All I needed was her willingness and my hard d!ck. After she squeezed her thighs together, I wrapped a hand around my d!ck and gently lowered myself on her, then I made sure that I placed my d!ck against her cl!t. If my d!ck wasn’t hard enough, what I was about to do might not work. Because her thighs were closed, my d!ck had no chance of easily sliding off her cl!t and that was exactly how I wanted it. Now that I had secured my d!ck where I wanted it to be, I asked her to twist hee upper body to the side a bit so that one of her bre@st could come up towards my mouth.

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With this done, I took her n!pole into my mouth and began to fvck her cl!t. I made sure not to add too much pressure, just enough pressure to stimulate her cl!t would do the trick. I continued to fvck her cl!t lightly while I sucked her n!pole at the same time. I knew she was enjoying from the way she kept licking and sucking my earlobe. It didn’t take up to three minutes, she began to breathe hard as her orgasm began to build. I felt her dig her nails into my upper arms as the sensation in her body rose and fired several sparks of pleasure to different parts of her body. She began to breathe deeply and heavily and m0an out loud as the pleasure surged up her body. Her m0an became more of a scream now and she was holding me so tight age began to slowly thrash under me as the feeling consumed her. She was screaming her head out now as she lost control of her body to the pleasure and she twisted so hard and almost threw me off her body. I tore my lips from her n!pole and kissed her, swallowing her muffled m0an. She held me so tight and her body went taut for a moment as she climaxed, then slowly, the feeling began to die down and her body finally began to gradually relax but she was still panting and I knew that some of the feeling lingered.

I waited for a minute or so for her to recover before I nudged open her thighs and burrowed between them. I knew just that orgasm alone had satisfied her s£xually but there was more I need to introduce her body to. Taking my d!ck in my hand, I guided it towards her opening and discovered that her opening had clamped up a bit due to the orgasm she had just experienced. I managed to get the head of my d!ck in but she was still too tight and, although, I was eager to fill her up, I knew that it would take a while for her vagina muscles to relax and grant me free passage.

I began to just fvck her opening in a gentle way and just as I had expected, her w€tness flowed from the inside to reach me and with every thrust, I sunk deeper and deeper than before and soon, I was completely buried inside of her as she opened up to accommodate me. I began to thrust faster and deeper and soon, she was m0aning out loud. After a few thrusts, I grabbed a pillow, placed it under her lower back so that her pvssy was jutted up to me then grabbing her legs, I pushed them back against her chest till her knees were almost in line with her shoulders. Supporting my weight by placing my hands on her thighs which were now up against her body, I slid easily into her w€t opening and began to fvck her so hard. I could feel myself touching all the nooks and crannies of her vagina and it felt absolutely good. I fvcked her to the extent that I knew that I was rubbing against her center of gravity. Soon, I felt the walls of her vagina closing in around my d!ck from the inside as if trying to squeeze me up and I knew that she was building her first squirt already and the only way to get that was to pound her faster.

I pounded her faster and while she screamed her brains out, I pulled out with such force which was immediately followed by a stream of liquid from her urethra and it hit me on the stomach. I knew that if I had slowly pulled out or pulled out at the wrong time, she wouldn’t have squirted.

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“Jeez!” I saw her stare at my w€t at me in shock. “I’m sorry!” She said in embarrassment and disgust as her hands flew to cover her mouth. “I can’t believe that I just peed!”

“No, you didn’t. You just squirted. Rubbing your center of gravity builds the liquid up.” I explained to her and pulled her hand away as she tried to cover her face.

“I don’t care what that is.” She said. “Your bed is a mess and it’s embarrassing.”

“Well, I’m only just starting.” I lifted her legs again and slid into her. The squirt had washed most of her glossy witness away but I didn’t mind. I repeated the same process again and pulled out with such force that her squirt went past me and hit the foot of the bed, while the rest pumped out of her soaked the pillow. She was panting now as her squirt gradually died to a trickle.

“Please don’t do that again…” She managed to say as she tried to catch her breath.

“Your wish.” I got off the bed, pulled her to the armless chair in the room. “Now my turn.” I said as I sat down and helped her straddled me. Holding the backrest of the chair for support, I m0aned as I watched her slowly sink down on my d!ck to the hilt. Soon, she began to slid up and down my shaft while I held her buttocks to support her. I could feel the vibration whenever her buttocks hit my thighs and her bre@sts bounced before my face. She did this for close to ten minutes and when I felt the pleasure increasing, I knew I was about to cvm. As my semen raced up my shaft to the slit of my d!ck, I buried myself deep inside her and held her there in a hug, groaning and twitching with my eyes closed as I shot jets after jets of semen deep into her. Her vagina walls clamped around my shaft as if milking me dry.

Episode 17b

Continuation...

I swallowed hard and replied. “Hi.” I didn’t know that I would meet him here. I felt so guilty seeing him and I surely didn’t want to go down the memory lane of why I had left.

What he did next surprised and puzzled me. He stuck his hand towards me and said, “I’m Chris.”

I hesitated as I stared at him in confusion before I hesitantly shook his hand and muttered, “Victoria.”

“First time here?” He gestured around with his hand.

“Yes…” I reluctantly decided to play along. Since I didn’t know why he was doing this, I wanted to see how it would turn out. “You?”

“No but second.” He answered.

“Okay…” I simply nodded. Since we were playing the stranger thing, then maybe it would be easier to just say goodnight and get away.

“I must say that you clean up good.’ he gestured with a hand at me, indicating that I had changed in a great way since the last time we saw.

“Thanks.” I murmured under my breath, briefly casting my eyes down.

“I’ve been staring at you for half an hour, trying to be sure if it was really you or not and as luck would have it, you looked back.” He said.

“Only because Chief mentioned that I had a starer.” I defended.

“Right…” He pursed his lips then asked, obviously tired of the pretence. “Why did you leave?”

I stared at him for a moment and was about to reply when someone suddenly said “Obim… I’ve been looking for you.” She came into view from behind me and possessively placed her arm on his shoulder and just the sight of her completely killed my zeal to reconcile.

“Great! You brought her!” I said with an exasperated sigh.

At the sound of my voice, she turned her head to look at me and her eyes grew round with surprise. “Ha! Aunty Victoria, na you be this? Chai! You don change o. You don even fine pass before, kon even add weight. (Ha! Aunty Victoria, is this you? Chai! You have changed o. You are now even more beautiful than before and you have also added some weight.)”

“Hi, Uju, how are you doing?” I reluctantly said, reaching for my drink. Right now, I preferred the company or chief than these two.

“Chris don dey find you so tey he don lose hope. (Chris has searched for you to the extent that he has lost hope.)” She said then added. “He dey relocate go America next month sef. (He’s even relocating to the U.S. next month)”

I stared at him in surprise now. “Are you serious?”

He nodded.

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“Why?”

He shrugged a shoulder. “There’s nothing left for me in this country any more.”

I swallowed hard as I forced myself to ask the next question. “Are you going with her?” I cast my eyes at Uju but she quickly beat him to answering the question.

“This one ke? This one wey no fit even touch me na him go carry me go abroad? No o, he dey go alone. Once he commot, sell the house, I dey find my level. All I know say na Uju no go return to village o. This Lagos dey sweet me die. (This one? This one that cannot even touch me will take me abroad with me? No o, he’s going alone. Once he leaves and sells the house, I’ll find my way. All I know is that Uju is not going back to the village o. I have found this Lagos to be very interesting.)

I stared at her in surprise, then asked in disbelief. “He didn’t sleep with you?”

She gave me a perplexed frown. “Sleep with me how? You no hear w€tin I tell you before? This guy na impotent. He no be man. He dey only get er£ction but he no dey use am at all. Me sef don tire for him matter.(Sleep with me? Didn’t you hear what I told you earlier? This guy is an impotent. He is not a man. He only has er£ctions but he never uses it.” She explained. “Since you commot from that house, he no wan even use eye see me at all. He go just carry car key woka commot from house com come back in the night wey I don already sleep so I no go disturb am. (Ever since you left the house, he can’t even stand my presence at all. He would just grab his car key and leave the house then come back at night so that I wouldn’t even disturb him.)”

It was too good to believe and I gaped at Chris now. “…b..but I… That… Night…”

He sighed and said, “Yea, I know I fvcked up big time but honestly, I couldn’t do it.” He said honestly. “I couldn’t just bring myself to do it, V.”

Tears welled up in my eyes now and I asked in a hoarse voice. “Then why are you still with her? You even brought her to a club.”

“It was her idea.” He replied. “She wanted to go out and have fun and I just tagged along.”

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I was about to speak when a sturdy guy with a bald head and a beard appeared and wrapped his arms around Uju’s waist from behind. At first she was startled and quickly snapped as she started to turn. “Na who be this?” When she recognized the man, she smiled and said, “Oh, na you… You don find me come.”

“Let’s go to the dancefloor na babe.” The guy said to her. He was huge and I wondered how she would be able to handle such a guy.

“Hold on.” She told him then turned to Chris. “You, I know that now that you have seen Victoria, na to vanish be that. Sha no worry, you see this Bobo here? (I know that you’ll vanish now that you have seen Victoria but do not worry much. Do you see this guy here?)” She pointed with her thumb over her shoulder at the guy. “Me and am dey go him place after we club finish, so no expect me for house until tomorrow morning. (He and I are going over to his place when we are done clubbing, so don’t expect me at home until tomorrow morning.)” She said and they both returned to the dancefloor.

I washed them go and then asked in surprise. “What happened to you two? You give her this much liberty?”

“What am I supposed to do? I’ve made it clear to her that I’m not interested in her in that way. Besides, she’s a young lady and she can have as much fun as she wants.” Chris answered.

“And since when did you discover that she has accepted that fact?” I asked.

“When she started bringing in men to screw her on my couch.”

I chuckled. “Fair enough.” As I sipped my drink which had gone a bit warm, an uncomfortable silence ensued between us before he broke it and asked,

“How about we start all over, just you and I?”

I stared at him for some seconds and said skeptically. “I don’t know, Chris. I have moved on and I’m so not going back to my past.”

“Well, fix me in the present. Let’s start afresh, V, please…” He implored.

“I’ll need some time to think about it. This is too sudden, I don’t want to rush into anything anymore.” I told him.

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“She will not be thinking about anything. You can take her home if you want.” Someone suddenly cut in and I turned to see Tanya approaching. She was sweating a bit from all the dancing she had done. Soon, Kehinde joined us.

“Hey!” She beamed at Chris as she scrutinized him quickly. “From the description Vickie had given us, you must be Chris.”

“Really? She talked about me?” I saw him glance at me and I looked away to avoid his gaze. My friends were not just good at keeping some secrets.

“Yes.” Tanya said after ordering for a drink. “If there’s anything she mentions about her past, it’s you.”

“I see…” Chris said, fixing a knowing look at me now.

“What did she say again, Tanya?” Kehinde asked then they both chuckled as they chorused.

“The first and only man to ever make her experience orgasm.”

I blushed now abd lowered my head. I was really going to kill my friends. This was so embarrassing.

“Chris honey, we would have loved to get to know you better but certainly not tonight. This girl is frigid and has rusted. If you wanna get her rolling, you will have to oil her engine, if you know what I mean.” She winked at me as she took a gulp from her Smirnoff Ice.

“Take her home with you please. Tomorrow is Saturday. You can keep her with you until Sunday evening.” Kehinde said.

“Hulala!” Tanya wagged her tongue in her mouth in a husky way then leaned closer and whispered in my ear. “You might not say anything but I know that you dying to have him fvck your brains out. I know that behind this quiet, composed, good-girl demeanor is a crazy bitch waiting to be unleashed, so go for it, girl or I might just take up his offer.”

I suddenly shot her a glare as she pulled away but I was not surprised. I had such crazy and blunt friends and they were like sisters to me.

Chris got off his stool now and stretched an open hand towards me. “Shall we?” He asked and I stared into his eyes but didn’t reach for his hand. I could just see all the things he would do to me if I walked out of the club with him. But was I ready for such?

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Episode 17a

Tanya was persistent and she was the kind of a lady who got whatever she wanted anytime she put her heart to it. She was also had an overbearing attitude which I couldn’t stand some times. Kehinde on the other hand was the exact opposite of Tanya. She fell in love too easily and was a pushover but she had a lovely character and a charisma to be admired not to mention that she was very beautiful. Tanya pushed me on a small stool in front of my dressing mirror then ordered Kehinde who had come with her makeup kit to give me a make over. I was forced to dressed up and after several group selfies by Kehinde who was also a selfie addict, our Uber arrived and soon we were on our way to the club.

After joining the queue outside, we were finally let into the club. As soon as we entered, heads began to turn in our direction and I tried not to meet any gazes, all I wanted was to go back home and I had made up my mind that I wasn’t going to dance or give any guy an audience, I was just going to sit in a corner and while away time till my friends grew weary and asked to call it a night. I wanted to go to the couch at the rear but my friends refused and nudged me towards the bar. They claimed that the bar was an open place where admirers could easily see you. Kehinde kept sending flirty smiles around while Tanya left us for the dance floor. I rolled my eyes and simply sipped my drink.

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I turned to ask for another drink when I felt a hand on my back. When I turned to see who it was, I realized that it was a man grinning at me and dressed in an agbada. Jeez! Who wore agbada to a club?

“Hello baby.” He said, still grinning. Not only was his yoruba accent strong, his perfume was almost choking.

“Kindly remove your hand from my back, sir.” I told him, not pleased with such a bold attitude at all.

He removed his hand, pulled the sleeves of his agbada up to his shoulders and then came around and sat down on Tanya’s stool in front of me. “Baby, how are you?” He asked, chuckling and ogling me. “I was just sitting in that corner there when I saw an angel. So I said, let me not miss this heaven…” Then tapped the country with his palm. “Bar man, give the lady extra drink.”

“Thank you sir but I can pretty well handle my own.” I stated.


“Okay…” He said, adjusting the arms of his agbada again. “What’s this beautiful angel’s name?”

“Victoria.” I said reluctantly.

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“Victoria!” He exclaimed then laughed aloud. “That’s a very beautiful name, eh… Very beautiful… How about we get to know each other very well?”

I hesitated. I was really in no mood and this kind of man’s company was the very last thing I needed but I didn’t want to be impolite. “Like I’ve said, the name is Victoria. I’m from Imo state and I work in Oasis Firm.”

“Ha! Omo igbo ni yen… (Ha! That means that you are an Igbo girl” He gave one of his annoying laughter. “I like igbo girls… Ha! Beni!” He nodded, adjusting the sleeves again and I wondered if he was ever going to stop adjusting them. It was annoying the way he kept lifting his arms. “Igbo girls are not only beautiful, they can cook very well. Edikaikong soup, Afang soup, just mention it and they are number one!”

“I’m sure that you meant Calabar girls.” I corrected.

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“Ehen…” He paused to think then indifferently said. “Ehn, it does not matter, as long as they both know how to cook. “Ermmm… My name is Chief Gabriel Owonikoko Ifajaiye 1, I’m a business man and have companies scattered all around Nigeria. I have five wives, three concubines and twenty six children.”

I was taken aback. “That’s a large family. Wait a minute… Didn’t you say that your name is Gabriel?”

“Yes, my very close friends call me Gabo.”

“I see… That name shows that you are a Christian, how come you have five wives? Isn’t it supposed to be one man to one wife?”

A small frown creased his features now. “Ehn… And so? Why would I have the kind of wealth I have and stick to one woman? Don’t you even know that there are more women in the world than men? If I marry only one, who will marry the rest? Since God has blessed me with wealth and told me to go into the world and multiply, that’s exactly what I’m doing!” He chuckled.


“I don’t get it. How did a priest or pastor wed you to your other wives despite knowing that you are married?” I asked.

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“Shioorrr!” He flinched his mouth at me then said, “traditional marriage has no limit for wives. White wedding is not our thing, it was the white men that brought that here to Africa. Even if I marry extra wives, who’s a pastor to stop me? Not when my large tithe is helping his church grow! See, my dear, let me tell you my dear, things are very easy in this country as long as you have money. If you just give some pastors some change, they will do as you want. Me I’m still borrowing some parts of the old testament. After all, I’m even innocent compared to uncle Solomon in the Bible. How that man did not die from high blood pressure still baffles me till today o. If my second and fifth wife should start their madness like this, I just quickly sneak out of my house to enjoy myself with one of my concubines in my guest house.”

I was finally finding him interesting, although not attractive. The bulge of his paunch was very visible through his agbada and besides his numerous wives, strong accent and mentality, I could deduce that he was only a secondary school leaver and had not really furthered his studies but somehow, he had ended up rich. Since he was a talkative, I decided that he would be a good way to while away the night.

“So tell me, did you come with any of your wives or Concubines to the club?” I asked.

“Haha!” He laughed deeply, his hands on his paunch. “That’s like shooting myself in the leg. Mi o le koba ara mi…( I can’t implicate myself).” He said. “I came here to entertain myself and catch a new fish. See, all my wives are no longer attractive, no matter how much make up they put on. Child birth has turned them upside down. The stretch marks are unbearable. The only person who’s still very manageable is my third wife… She goes to the gym and her flat stomach has returned a bit. The others, shioorrr! It’s only to sit at home, eat, watch zeeworld and finish my money. Their stomachs are big as if they are pregnant and me I can’t have this big belle and also have wives that have big belle. Two captains cannot be in charge of a ship o.”

For the first time, I laughed hard. I had never met anyone this funny. “Chief, but what more could you want. If you could have five wives and still be this discontented, then nobody can help you.” I told him.

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“If I can make seven women very happy, I can make more very happy noni.” He answered

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I want to go and see your family.” He said flatly.

I frowned now. “Pardon?”

He adjusted his sleeves once again. “Eh, I have checked you out very well and I can see that you won’t end up like my wives. Besides, I like working class ladies like you, just that once I marry you, you’ll have to stop working for that your boss and I’ll open up your own business for you wherever you want it in Lagos.”

I smiled a bit and shook my head. “Chief, thank you but I don’t want to get married now, especially not to a pologamous man. I’m not ready to die yet.”

He stared at me in surprise. “Ahan, are you serious? How will you say that you don’t want to get married? When there are millions of girls out there praying for a man to come and marry them and here you are doing shakara.” He said.

“Chief, I’m not the millions of girls, I’m me. I am not interested in your marriage proposal.”

“O ma ga o.” He said in wonder. “Wa na, how old are you sef?”

I sipped my drink through the straw. “Chief, what has age got to do with it?”

“I’m just surprised na that you’ll turn me down. Do you know how many women flirt with me on daily basis. Even my secretary Shade that is married will be wearing short short skirt and shaking her buttocks when leaving my office so that I will notice her.”

“Ehn chief, go and marry Shade then.”

“Never! Her backyard is too big! When she sits down, the sides of her buttocks sag because they can’t contain her bazuka! Do you know how many chairs that girl has broken in my office?”

“But chief, I thought men like it big.”

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“Not me o… I can not come and kill myself by myself. What’s so special about big buttocks? Iso lo wa n be, nothing else! (It’s full of fart, nothing else!)” He said and I laughed again.

I was really enjoying his company and I began to feel light now. No longer did I regret letting my friends force me to the club. I was still enjoying the short moment of silence when chief finally broke it by clearing his throat.

“Eh, do you know that you have totally changed my perception, iwo omo yi? (You this girl)”

“About what?” I curiously asked.

He glanced at the dancefloor at other girls dancing with a look of disgust on his face and said, “I used to think that any girl you find in a club was wayward and only looking for attention, or more, a man to spend the night with. But, from just being with you for these few minutes, I have studied you gidigan (very well), and I can see that you are not after a man’s money or looking for someone to take you to bed… If it’s most girls that I have met, many would have been giving me all those pepeye (duck) eye and smile, praising me so ori mi ma wu (so my head could swell from the praises), some will even be caressing my big stomach and be telling me just how s£xy it is whereas I know that she’s only fooling me.”

I chuckled. “So what made you concluded so quickly about me?”

“You did not even let me buy you a drink, neither did you ask for my complimentary card. Even after telling you that I want to marry you, you still refused.”

“Well, that’s just me.” I shrugged a shoulder. “Let’s just say that I have had my fair share of unhappiness in life and I’m not looking forward to going back to it anytime soon.”

“Well said!” He agreed and then glanced over my shoulder to look at someone as he said, “Eh my dear, pardon my question o, but do you know that man over there? He has been staring at us since.”

“Who?” I asked, turning my head.

“That one on white t-shirt.” He pointed and when my eyes fell upon the person he had described, my heart almost jumped into my mouth as I realized that it was Chris and he was seated on a couch several feet away with his eyes fixed on me. I quickly turned away now, trying to compose myself or probably flee.

Chief noticed and asked, “Is something wrong?”

“Not at all… I’m just….” I stuttered then began to fan at my face with my hand as I blew air through my mouth. “…this place is just too stuffy.”

“Pele dear, do you want to go outside for some fresh air?” He asked but before I could answer, I felt someone stand behind me.

“No sir, thank you but that won’t be necessary.” I heard Chris say from behind me and I swallowed hard.

“Who are you, young man?” Chief asked, adjusting his agbada intentionally as if to look intimidated. “Weren’t you taught not to interrupt when two people are talking?”


“Chief…” I quickly intervened, forcing a smile. “Please, he’s a friend.”

“Ehen…” Chief said skeptically as he scrutinized Chris for a moment.

“Chief, please I’m sorry but I’ll have to ask you to excuse us.” I said.

“Are you sure?” He asked, eyeing Chris in an unfriendly way. “If this young man is here to bother you, just tell me and I’ll get my body guards to deal with him gidigan! (Very well)”

“No no chief, that won’t be necessary.” I quickly said and added a reassuring smile.

“Okay then…” He finally but reluctantly agreed, then he started to rise. “Well, if you insist that I shod excuse you too, I’ll…” He said. “It was very nice talking to you.” He told me, eyed Chris again then left.

As soon as he was gone, Chris replaced him on his seat. He took a serious look at me for a moment then finally broke the awkward silence between us by saying, “Hi.”

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Episode 16

I took a step back with a frown on my face as I defiantly shook my head. “Uncle Daniel, I’m sorry, I cannot.”

“Why not?!” He rasped.

“You are my sister’s husband!” I replied.

“As far as I’m concerned, your sister and I have ceased to be man and wife, not after stealing my money and running away!”

“I apologise on her behalf.” I mumbled. “My sister doesn’t steal. She must have been desperate.”

“I do not need your apology, just UnCloth right now!” He ordered but I wouldn’t do as he had told me. I couldn’t bear the thought of another man who was also the husband of my sister, seeing me n@ked. Fine, I was no virgin. In fact, I had lost my virginity eight months ago and my boyfriend had been the one to deflower me. I love him so much but I never cared to introduce him to my family because I knew that my parents wouldn’t approve of him. He owned a small shop off campus where he repaired phones and other mobile gadgets. I had met him the day I had gone to repair my Samsung phone which my sister had passed down to me. The phone had accidentally dropped into a bucket of water and had refused to come on. At the course of repairing my phome, my boyfriend and I had gotten closer and had fallen in love.

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I couldn’t even tell my parents that I had a boyfriend because they would start quizzing me questions such as: “Who’s his father?” “What does he do for a living?” “Is he rich?” Since I was not ready for such questions, I had decided to keep him a secret.


“You are wasting time!” Daniel’s harsh voice disrupted my thoughts and I could see now that he was very hard and the very thought of it disgusted me. I wonder why I had agreed to come down here in the first place? Why had I allowed myself to be talked into this. All her life, my sister had lived for our family, especially our parents but now that she had broken free, they wanted a quick replace at my own detriment. I knew that my sister was not lying anything she came running home to report her husband to our parents, the bruises and scars were signs enough. I saw them and I believed her even though I never said anything. I knew that my parents were also aware but they would rather not intervene so as not to hinder the cash flow into their family. They enjoyed the privileges of having a rich son-in-law while my sister silently suffered on their behalf and now, it was my turn to go down the same road to please my parents who were never contented.

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“Uncle, I’m sorry but I can’t have s£x with you.” I stated firmly.

“I see…” He said with his hands on hips then spat, “Then get out of my house!”

“But uncle-” I started to say. I knew that my parents would be very mad at me if I returned home without accomplishing what I had been sent to do.

“Are you deaf? If you are not going to have s£x with me then get out of my house now!”

I hesitated. How would I get home? I had no money with me. “Uncle, I don’t have transport fare.” I mumbled.

“I don’t care!” He replied. “All I know is that none of your family members will ever touch a dime of my money again! If your parents do not return my money stolen from me, I’ll make sure that your father rots in jail!”

“Ha, uncle!” I exclaimed. “Please, try to forgive us. It’s my sister who took the money, not my father.”

He paused now the stared at me in a new look in his eyes. “On a second thought, I don’t think I should let you go, not after how your family have been leeching off me for years.” He started to walk slowly towards me with a look I didn’t like in his eyes which I saw swept down my body.

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I began to take slow steps backward, away from me. “Uncle, what do you mean by th-?”

I had barely gotten the completely word out of my mouth when he suddenly reached me in two strides, seized me by my upper arm and flund me on the couch and I stared up at him, stunned. He loomed above me now, leering down at me.




“You are all pretenders. You like it rough, don’t you? You like to be forced, right? You are one of those girls whose no actually means yes. You could have left all along when I told you to but you chose to linger… Yes…because you actually want me… Don’t you?”

To all his questions and assumptions, I kept shaking my head, frightened so much. I was like a cornered mouse and I had no where to go. My heart was beaten fast in my chest and I could almost hear it pounding in my chest. I tried to look for a way out of this terrible situation and ended up blurting the first thing that came to my head that every girl might say. “I’ll scream!” I threatened.

He chuckled wickedly. “And who would hear you? The gate man? He has been working for me for the past five years and has learnt to mind his business so I wouldn’t raise my hopes if I were you.” Then he pinched my n!pole through my dress and I regretted heeding to my mother’s advice about not wearing a bra. “You are younger than your sister is, fresh and naive but let’s hope that you are also not the frigid or dry one.” He suddenly reached for my thigh and when I kicked at him, he grew angry and for the first time in my life, I was slapped by someone else besides my mother. Slapped by a man I had looked up to for several years, always praying for him that God should replenish his pockets since he was our bread winner. I had not only be assulted, I was about to be raped too. I thought of what people would say if they found out that I was raped. They would say that I took myself with my very legs to his house or why did I dress so provocatively in the first place if I wasn’t interested in getting laid.

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The slap stunned me that I could hear a sharp tuning sound deep in my ear and the side of my face was burning. Suddenly, anger that I didn’t know was welling inside of me suddenly consumed me and I swung my arm and slapped him too. I caught him so unawares that he fell from the couch to the floor with his hand placed against his cheek as he stared at me in disbelief and shock.

“You slapped me?” He asked coldly. If eyes could kill, I would have exploded under his malevolent glare but I tried to appear strong and undaunted as I slowly sat up on the couch, ready to flee. Unfortunately, before I could act, he slowly rose to his feet and asked again. “You dare slap me?!”

“Me I want to go home.” I grumbled without looking up at him. I carefully rose then tugged down my gown. As I started for my luggage, he suddenly yanked me back and I staggered but quickly regained my stamina.

“Where do you think you are going?!” He bawled, his eyes now red and I knew that I was dead.

“I’M GOING HOME!” I retorted.

Then he chuckled. “This is surprising, even your LovePeddler of a sister does not have the guts to talk back at me and not only did you do that, you also slapped me.”

“Eh…you slapped me first.” I stated without looking at his face.

“Well, I can see that you don’t have any respect and I shall deal severely with you today!” He stated then suddenly grabbed both my upper arms, trying to push me back on the couch but I struggled. Not only was he more than a decade older than I was, he was also stronger and instead of the couch, I accidentally fell on the floor and he followed me to the floor, wrestling me and trying to rip my gown up or force his hands in between my thighs. I struggled with all my might but when he realized that I was willing to relent, he started raining slaps on my face. I squeezed my eyes shut and averted my face so that his fingers didn’t get into my eyes and I fought back blindly. I was crying, screaming and scratching like a deranged girl. I was determined not to let him have his way with me even though it cost me my life.

I succeeded in raking my fingernails across his face twice and so to avoid them, he lifted his chin up out of reach and I could only claw at his shoulders. When he noticed that going for my upper body was fruitless, he focused on my thighs now and tried to separate them but I clamped them shut tighter. He dug his fingers in between my thighs and tried to pry them apart but I locked my ankles and continued trying to resist. He grew frustrated and more angry and then suddenly punched me on the thigh. It hurt so bad and weakened my muscle that my strength in that leg reduced. When he noticed it, he punched the other thigh harder and that was even more painful and I felt like I was going to die. My legs fell helpless apart, the muscles were like I was experiencing a cramp. I cried the more. He parted my thighs and immediately took off his boxers while leaning between my now open thighs.

During our struggle, his d!ck had gone flaccid a bit, but now, he gave it quick strokes to reawaken it. I knew that this was my opportunity, I tried to hit him in balls with my hand but he caught my hand as if he had read my thought, flung it to the side and then landed me the hottest slap yet that immediately caused a tear in my dry lower lip and caused it to start bleeding. He reached under my gown and began to roughly pull at my panties. My legs were still weak and there was little I could do with them. Weakly, I reached for my panties and a tug of war began, he pulled it downwards and I tried to hold it up. He got angrier and pulled it so hard that I heard it tearing.

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When he finally had my panties out of the way, he lowered his lower body on me, holding his d!ck in one hand to direct it towards my vagina while his other hand tried to pin me down and restrain my struggles. I was in despair. I couldn’t believe that this was about to happen to me. Just then, I remembered the self-defense techniques my roommate in school whom was practicing Taekwondo had taught me. Mustering enough courage in me even though I was skeptical of it would work on such a big man like Daniel, I broke lose from his hold and suddenly grabbed his head with both hands then pressed my thumbs hard against his eyes which he had closed in reflex when I had grabbed his head. He screamed and held my elbows, trying to pull my hands away from his eyes as I pressed harder with my might, trying to push his eyeballs back into his head.

When he finally succeeded in ripping my hands off his head, I didn’t let him receiver from that, I suddenly jammed the side of my straightened hand against his throat and he suddenly gagged, his hands flying to hold his throat now. In pain, he rolled off me, coughing and gagging, seriously in pain as he rolled on the floor, trying to breathe. I jumped to my feet now and stared down at him. His face was swollen and I hoped that I hadn’t crushed his windpipe even though I knew that he deserved even worse.


“You bastard!” I hissed down at him. “You are an animal and my sister never should have married such a beast as you! She deserves better!” I kicked his stomach now since he was lying on his side, still coughing seriously. I saw his d!ck and before I could stop my self, I stepped on the upper part and almost crushed it against the hard floor and he howled out like a wounded animal, writhing around. Quickly, I hurried to my luggage, grabbed it, since it was too heavy to run with and I knew that it would slow me down, I heft it upon my head and ran out. The gateman saw me and began to wonder what was chasing me but I said nothing to him. I dashed out into the street and quickly stopped the next bike I saw then hopped on it without giving him a place of destination.

I knew that when Daniel recovered from what I had done to him, he might probably come looking for me with the police so I decided that going home was definitely not the best idea, besides, my parents would reprimand me seriously if they found out that I has refused to sleep with Daniel, let alone that I even dealt seriously with me for trying to rape me. I stopped at the ATM machine in one of the banks, withdrew some cash which I had saved by selling airtime and female undies in school. I stopped next in an uncompleted building and changed into something different then I went to the park and paid for a bus that would take me to my school. I knew that my parents would attempt to find me there but I had luck on my side because neither of them even knew where I lived in school. When the passengers were complete and the door and boot was shut, I was partially relieved as the driver started to drive out of the park after settling some park touts who had helped arranged the luggage in the trunk.

CHRIS’ POV

I couldn’t get Victoria out of my head ever since I had missed at the mall. She had just been there, there, within my reach and yet I hadn’t been able to get to her. Because of her, I had gone to the mall daily, hoping that I would bump into her again but all my efforts had been futile. I couldn’t really concentrate at work not eat like I used to. My world was now bleak and it was simply because of one careless mistake. I was sitting in my room trying to draft something up because I was planning to relocate to the U.S. where I had schooled but I had only been a bit reluctant because of Victoria. I had a feeling that I would run into her again but I had no idea how long I would have to wait. It had been six weeks now since I saw her last and I wondered if she was still with her husband or if she had finally left him like I hoped.

I heard footsteps on the stairs and when I looked up, I realized that it was Uju. Surprisingly, she had stopped pressure me for s£x. At first, I was surprised because that was unlike her but when I came home and found dried semen on my couch one evening, I knew that whenever I went out, she was bringing in someone to sleep with her but I didn’t really care. I knew she had grown weary of me and had given up all together at trying to seduce me but she still made my meals and cleaned the house. When she drew closer, I realized that she was all dressed up in a s£xy way and that made me straightened up in my seat.

“Where are you going to?” I asked with a start.

“Club.” She simply said as her red lips moved to show that she was chewing a gum.

I frowned. “And what could you possibly know about clubs?”

“Is it not where people go to have fun and meet other people.” She said in a nasty way, averting her gaze and rolling her eyes as she made bursting sounds with the gum in her mouth.

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“And you are just going to walk out of this house as if you know your way around Lagos.” I stated then stayed quiet for a moment as I contemplated, finally, I sighed, deciding that going along could help me relax too and also help clear my mind, because ever since I had met Victoria in a club, I had not patronized any till then. Since it was Friday night, watching other people have fun might just help ease my worries. “Fine…” I said as I rose and took my car keys from the coffee table. “Let’s go.”

She gave me a frown. “Go where?”

“To the club of course.” I said.

“You want to go and spoil market for me, abi?” She said tersely, a hand on her hip while the other held a flat purse against her lap.

“What do you mean by spoil market for you?” I was puzzled.

“Don’t you know that men will refuse to approach me if I’m seen with you?”

I chuckled. “Don’t worry, we are just going to go there together but I assure you that I’m going to stay clear of your path once we are in the club so that you can have all the fun you want.” I assured her.

She contemplated for a moment then hesitantly agreed. “Fine.” She walked out of the house while I followed her.

VICTORIA’S POV

“My friend, get up!” My friend Tanya threw a pillow at me as she walked around the bed to the wardrobe while the other, Kehinde quickly hurried into my bathroom and shut the door.

I glanced at the door in confusion then asked Tanya who was going through my wardrobe. “What’s wrong with Kehinde? Is she pressed?” I asked.

Tanya simply glanced over her shoulder at me but before she could answer, Kehinde opened the door and stuck her head out. “Babe, abeg you get pad? (Babe, please do you have sanitary pad?)

“Shiooo!” Tanya said. “You don start? (Have you started your menses?)”

Kehinde pouted. “This stupid thing just wanna ruin my night.”

“If e come, you go vex, if e no come, you go still vex. (If your menses start, you get angry, if it does not, you still get angry.” Tanya said then hissed and continued through my wardrobe. They were both my colleagues and somehow, we had developed a fondness for one another and had become friends.

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“Didn’t you calculate that it would come today?” I asked Kehinde.

“I did, it’s supposed to come on Sunday not Friday. It means it shifted backward.” Kehinde said unhappily.

“Okay o, sha don’t get any blood on my floor or toilet seat.” I said as I scooted off my bed and walked to my drawer to pick a sanitary pad which I handed to Kehinde. “Make sure you flush properly.” I told her.

“Thanks.” She mouthed and withdrew into the bathroom again.

I turned to look at Tanya now as I folded my arms under my chest. I realised that she had thrown several clothes on my bed. “Tanya, what exactly are you looking for?” I asked.

“Something for you to wear.” She answered without looking back and or stopping what she was doing.

“Why would I need to wear clothes like this at 9 in the night?”

“You are going to club with us tonight.” She stated.

“I’m tired and have a headache.”

“You said that two Fridays ago. You are not getting out of this easily, Vickie. You are going to the club with us whether you like it or not.”

Just then I heard the toilet flushing and soon, Kehinde emerged. “Xup, ready?” She beamed.

“I’m not going.” I said and sat down on a chair.

“Yes, you are. C’mon… Just a little fun won’t hurt. Just this once, go to the club with us.”

“I don’t feel like going out at all.” I maintained my stand.

“Pleaseeee….” Kehinde implored.

Tanya turned from the wardrobe, holding up a short dress by its hanger handle. “You don’t need to beg her Kehinde, whether she likes it or not, she’s going and even if I have to force these clothes on you and drag you across the hallway to the car, you can bet that I will! Get a boyfriend, no! Go out on a date with the countless men begging for your attention, no! Go to club, no! I’m tired of your no and you are going to get your ass up, get into this dress! Put some make up on, go to the club, have some drinks and mingle with an interesting fella! Case closed!” Tanya asserted.

Episode 15b
Continuation....

Ten minutes later, we were inside the estate in front of Daniel’s gate. The gateman who was already familiar with us ushered us in and when my mother asked if Daniel was around and the gateman replied in the affirmative. When we got into the house without knocking, we met Daniel watching soccer with a leg folded on the other knee and a remote in his house! He rise immediately to receive us with an unpleasant demeanor.

“What are you people doing here?!” He asked angrily. “And when did you start coming to my house unannounced?”

My mother maintained her charming smile while I finally dropped my luggage on the floor. “Ahan, in-law in-law, it hasn’t gotten to this na? No matter what has happened, we are still in-laws and you should at least welcome us first.” My mother glanced behind her and was about to sit down when Daniel stopped her.

“I didn’t ask you to sit down and I have told you that we are no longer in-laws! If it’s not my one million naira that brought you here, please get out!” He pointed at the door.

My mother straightened up and her smile seemed to falter a bit. “My in-law, I know that you are still angry but that’s why I’ve come, bikonunu, please calm down and at least listen to why we are here first.”


He stared hard at us for a moment then sat down, resuming his former position but he was tensed and o could tell from how his foot kept tapping the floor. “It had better be worth it.” He said, muting the TV with the remote.

My mother sat down now and began, “We know that what Adanna did was very wicked and callous and her father and I have already disowned her. Do not worry, I bet you that she will realize her mistake and come begging soon. The living God that I serve has never failed me and I’m sure that wherever Adanna is right now, she’s regretting by now, because the almighty God I serve is already punishing her for us… Well…” She hit her palm with the back of the other hand and continued. “My husband and I discussed at length two days ago and we have reached a decision that will be for the good of all of us… You see Linda there?” She pointed to me who was still standing. “We have brought her to you to replace Adanna.”

“What!” Daniel’s eyes narrowed.

My mother quickly said. “No, no, no, it’s not what you are thinking o. You can have her free. You don’t need to pay any bride price at all. We will use the one you paid on Adanna’s head on her. Linda is still very young and she’s beautiful too. I understand that she’s not done with school yet but she can be going from here. I can assure you that Linda will treat you better than her sister did and even give you a lot of children, eh? Please, for our sake and that of God, please marry Linda as your wife and treat her well. She’s obedient to the core. There’s nothing that you’ll tell her that she will not do. She won’t starve you of s£x.” I cringed when my mother said that. “She will always cook your meals on time and also treat you like the king you truly are.”

My heart was pounding in my chest now as I watched Daniel scrutinize me for a moment then he gesture with his finger and said after contemplating for a while. “Turn around.”

I hesitated and glanced at my mother but she sensed how uncomfortable I was then snapped. “Turn around!”

Reluctantly, I awkwardly turned around, shuffling my feet. Daniel nodded in satisfaction and asked, “How old are you again?”

“I’ll be twenty two by October sir.” I answered.

“Alright.” He said then placed his other foot on the floor, slipping it into his slipper then rose. “Mama, I’ve heard you. You will have to give me some time to consider your offer but you can go now.”

My mother slowly rose to her feet and skeptically said, “Ehennn, I can go abi?”

“Yes.” Daniel nodded.

“Just like that?”

Daniel nodded again.

My mother yet hesitated, holding her handbag against her lap. “In-law, are you sure?”

“I’m very sure, just go!” Daniel almost snapped.

“Okay o. Odinmma! (All is well)” She said then gestured to me. “Oya, Linda kai ga. (Linda, let’s go)” She gestured with her hand towards the door.

Daniel quickly said now. “No Mama, without her.”

My mother gave him a confused look. “Without her?”

“Yes Mama.”

“You want her to stay here with you?” She pointed at the floor before her with two index fingers with her eyes fixed on him over her shoulder.

“Yes, how else do you expect me to test her and see if she will be any different from her elder sister if she does not stay here with me?” He said.

“Oh…” Then she chuckled. “You are right…” She glanced at me and grinned. “Linda, please don’t fail us, O? Treat him very well.”

“Yes Mama.”

“I’ll come tomorrow to check on you.”

“Okay Mama.”

She started for the door when she remembered something then paused then she slowly turned to look at Daniel with a weird smile on her face that I felt that she was grinning too much and she only did that when she wanted something. “Erhhh… In-law…” She began carefully. “You know we spent a lot to get here… Just give me small…” She flicked three fingers of her right hand on the palm of her left hand to indicate money. “…ego… You know that man is nothing without money.”

Daniel simply shook his head and went upstairs. As soon as he was gone, my mother began to tell me all the things to do and what not to do. She even told me to pull my gown higher so that I showed more skin. Daniel returned soon and handed her fifty thousand naira. She praised him, blessed him, thanked him and finally left. When we were all alone in the house, I shyly stared at the floor, even too scared to breathe out loud. Daniel approached me now, placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my face up to his. He scrutinized my facial pictures for a moment then let me go as he said,

“You are quite pretty but you don’t have all the curves of your sister, but since your parents are desperate to keep me as an in-law, I think you’ll do. You’ll pay every dime your sister stole from me.” He stated then started to take off his shirt while I stared at him, puzzled.

“Uncle, what are you doing?”

“UnCloth!” He simply stated and began to unbutton his shorts.

“But uncle, I just came here.” I protested. I just couldn’t imagine myself sleeping with my sister’s husband and someone I had regarded as my uncle for years.

“Are you deaf?” He asked harshly. “Take your clothes off! I’m sure that this is part of the reason your mother brought you here and I’m intend to make the best out of it.

I watched him take off his shorts to reveal his boxers which was so low on his hip that I could see the V line of his pubic and the top of his pubic hair and when I saw his d!ck growing in his boxers, my eyes grew round and I began to sweat in dread.

I'm not even sure how nairaland works again. The story continues this evening

Episode 15a

VICTORIA’S POV

I had checked into an hotel that day after I had left my husband’s house but I had lived in fear. I lived in fear of him finding me but with time, that fear slowly desipated. After staying indoors for a week to scared to go out, I finally summoned courage to step into the outside world once again and I felt free a childnd less tensed than before. I went for an interview that I had applied for online and I was instantly accepted. I was told to resume work the next day and when the month ended and I was paid the sum of seventy thousand naira, although, it was nothing compared to what Daniel spent on me weekly but it felt so good to finally have my own money.

I still had close to seven hundred thousand naira which I had stolen from Daniel but I decided that living in the hotel was fast draining my money, so I decided to rent a self contain apartment where I could manage my expenses properly. I made new friends at work but I never told them anything about my past. I felt young and vibrant away and I knew that I was finally free from the moodiness in which Daniel had imprisoned me. Sometimes, I would think of my parents and wondered what they were doing and what they thought about me but I knew that Daniel must have reported and my father must have disowned me. I didn’t care anymore anyway. It was high time I stopped living my life for them and answering to their every whim. If my parents wanted money, then they should work for it and stop relying on their children to marry rich men who ended up treating them like crap.

I felt sad whenever I thought of Chris. I had only known him for a few days but yet it felt like I had known him for years. I missed him but it was a pity that things didn’t go as planned for he had proved to me that almost all men were the same, once it came to their d!cks, they could do just about anything to get the pleasure and relief. I had tucked him into a sweet part of my memory but I knew that we were never meant to be. Although, I was still in Lagos but I had moved far away to the part that I knew both men hardly ever went. Being single had earned me a lot of admirers. I even had suitors begging for my hand in marriage, but marriage was a race I didn’t want to run again, at least not yet. I still needed time to heal and recover from the bondage my parents had pushed me into. All I needed was a man who would prove to me that I deserve to be treated like a queen and that all men were not the same, as for now, I was going to remain single till I got tired of all the perks attached to it.

Well, on a Friday evening, after work, I had decided to go shopping in order to restock my fridge and also get some new toiletries. I was going down one aisle of the mall, checking for the things I needed and unknown to me, Chris walked into the same mall and into the opposite aisle and what was only separating us was the shelf. I picked some things that I needed, oblivious to his presence just as he was to mine and then I turned into another aisle just as he was turning into the one I had just left. I finished shopping, paid at the counter and left. Just then Chris caught a glimpse of me through the glass door, he dashed outside to stop me, calling out my name but I didn’t hear him and I got into a cab and was gone.

LINDA’S POV

My parents had given me a serious talk back at home and all I had done was meekly nod my head to whatever they said. They stated that they were in serious dilemma and if I wanted to save the family and also finish my education, then it was up to me to be the hero. Later that day, my mother had asked me to put on the most seductive dress I had. At first, I was reluctant because I only dressed in such a way whenever I was in school but never at home because I knew that my father would be pissed if he knew the kind of lifestyle I led in school. Although, Victoria was my sister but I was nothing like her. She was more beautiful than I was, smart, eloquent, intelligent and had a good heart. I was almost the opposite of all her qualities and that was why she had easily captured Daniel’s heart but now that Daniel had threatened to abandon us, it was also her fault and my parents could bear to return to the penury Daniel had rescued us from.

My father never saved the money he got from Daniel, all he did was spend it on getting an unnecessary chieftaincy title and also spent the rest on Big Mama, a huge woman who ran a beer parlour two streets away. I had caught papa kissing her in her shop one night when I had gone to buy some peppersoup and he had instantly pulled me aside and had warned me never to tell my mother. My mother on the other hand was a spendthrift. Her business was always crashing no matter how much Daniel replenished it with. She was a showoff, always wanting to attend every party to show off her expensive clothes and accessories whether she was invited or not. She spent money on a lot of irrelevant things because she had the belief that Daniel would always send more but now that Daniel was pulling out, they started to bem0an about how they would have saved if they had known that things would turn out this way.


Well, it was my turn now and my parents had put this task to me. I was just twenty-two and in my third year in the university and it was my turn to shoulder the biggest responsibility of the family which Victoria had cast down. I was in a public transport bus, sitting next to my mother but I didn’t like the way the conductor kept oggling my exposed laps. When he glanced down at it for the umpteenth time, I slowly reached for the hem of my gown and tried to force it down to my knees and my mother noticed.

“Will you stop that, my friend?” She whispered harshly so that the other commuters wouldn’t hear her. “Leave the gown alone! You wore it for a purpose! How will you seduce Daniel if it’s up to your knees? Don’t you know that laps easily attract men?”

“But Mama, he is staring at my lap.” I grumbled, gesturing with a swing of my head towards the conductor.

My mother fixed angry eyes on the conductor now and luckily caught him licking his lower lip as he stared at my lap. “Bia, you dey craze?!” She snapped. “w€tin you dey look?! If fvck dey hungry you, you no fit go carry ashawo? w€tin make you dey look my pikin like that? You no dey fear? You think say na your type, common conductor supposed to dey look am? If you no respect yourself now commot your eyes from her lap, I go woze you! (What are you staring at? If you are Hot, can’t you go patronize a prostitute? Are you not afraid? Do you think it’s your kind that’s supposed to be staring at her? If you do not respect yourself now and look away, I’ll give you a resounding slap!)”

“ki n lo n se iya yi gan? (What’s even wrong with this woman?!)” The conductor rasped in a gruff voice. “Iya, calm down! w€tin happen sef? Na you get my eyes? Why you just dey para anyhow? Itori kini? Itori lap lasan! Lap wey full everywhere! Lap pere! Come, no let me change am for you o! Na your lap I dey look?! (Mama, calm down! What’s it? Are you the owner of my eyes? Why are you just yelling anyhow? Because of what?! All because of ordinary lap! Lap that’s available everywhere! Come, do not make me retaliate! Was it your lap that I was staring at?)”

“You dey craze! (You are crazy!)” My mother yelled and placed her hand on my lap, feisty as ever. “Na my pikin lap you dey look, anupama! (It’s my daughter’s lap you are looking at!)”

“Shiooo! See me see wahala o! Mama, cool am, this your pikin na fine girl. Na admire I just dey admire am!” He defended, rolling his shirt to fan himself as he shouted a busstop name.

“Admire kee you there! ( Admiring will kill you!)” She almost jabbed a finger into his eye. “Go house go look your sister lap! Useless somebody! (Go to your house and look at your own sister’s lap!)”

“w€tin sef? You just dey shine eye! I no fit marry your pikin? If no be condition, you think say na conductor I wan be, I for be engineer by now!” The conductor stated.

“So you go build bridge wey go kill Lagos people abi? Abeg, commot for road, I don reach my busstop!” My mother snapped.

The conductor tapped the roof of the bus and said, “Owa o!” The driver slowed to a stop and the conductor stepped down and I got down.

As my mother got down, she said, “I get load for boot o. (I have a luggage in the boot)”

As the conductor walked into the boot, he mumbled, “You supposed pay owo eru o. Just give me waso. (You are supposed to pay for this load. Just give me fifty naira)”

My mother eyed him menacingly. “Come collect am na, no be only waso. Onyochi! All the look wey you look my pikin lap, you pay?!” (Come and take it, it’s not only fifty naira. Thief! Did you pay for oggling my daughter’s lap?)

“Sha dey go! Na so una dey do, alaroro. (You can go! That’s how people like you behave. Stingy person.)” The conductor teased as he pulled down the door of the boot then he smiled as he watched us walk away then he began to praised me. “Ha! Omo to san! Omo to dun! Fine baby! Fresh lekpa! Ha! You dey kill me! My blood dey hot!(Ha! A girl that’s perfect! A girl that’s sweet! Fresh slim girl! Ha! You are killing me! My blood is boiling!” He jumped happily, wrapping his arms around himself.


My mother turned and shot out her five fingers with an open palm at him. “Waka! Oloshi! No go work! Die for there! (Don’t go and work! Die there!)” Then she roughly dragged my arm and started pulling me towards the estate gate while I struggled with my luggage.

“Mama, forget that thing! You dey vex because I no look your own. (You are only angry because I’m not admiring yours!)” The conductor stated as he returned to seat at the edge of the seat in the doorway. Your own don crash! Your husband don knack am so tey, e don expire! (Yours has fallen! Your husband has smashed it to the extent that it has expired!)”

“Na your mama own don expire! (It’s your mother’s buttocks that has expired!) My mother yelled back while the conductor simply laughed in mockery as the bus pulled away and joined the Lagos traffic once again.

Episode 14b

#AngelaOkoduwa

“I no suck your own? Come suck this thing na. You dey waste time! (Didn’t I suck yours? Come and suck this thing already! You are wasting time!” I impatiently snapped at him.

He slowly knelt down between my thighs, still scratching his head as he stared down at my pubic hair. “Madam, this bie bie too plenty o. I no fit even see the thing sef. The bie bie don hide am finish. (Madam, this pubic hair of yours is too much. I can’t even see the vagina. The pubic hair has hidden all of it.) He complained.

I gave him a disgruntled look now. “Na just bie bie be this. Even you shave? With all the odour, I just manage am like that. If Moses for part red sea, you must part this one o. (It’s just pubic hair. Even you did not shave too. Despite all the odour, I just managed it like that. If Moses could part the red sea, you must part this one too.)” I told him firmly. There was no way he was bailing out on me, not after giving me such a foul cvm to swallow.

He lowered his head, squeezed his eyes shut and tentatively stuck out his tongue to lick my vulva. He did that again and again and I grew annoyed. I grabbed the back of his head and jammed his face into my pvssy. He tried to pull off but I refused.

“I no fit breathe!” He cried out.

“If you no suck am, na there you go die! (If you don’t suck it, then you’ll die there)”

Reluctantly, I felt his lips move to capture my inner labia and I m0aned and urged him on.

“Aunty, your bush too much…. Everything dey enter my nose.” He complained in a muffled voice.

I reluctantly released him and with my hands, I parted my labia majora along with the pubic hair to the side to expose my pink vagina and labia minora to him and he reluctantly dived in and began to suck it like the real amateur that he was. “No bite me o.” I warned.

He continued licking me and sucking so sluggishly, neglecting my cl!t that I finally grew weary. I got up and saw him pulling out a strand of pubic from his tongue. I laid my stomach on the edge of the couch and turned my buttocks towards him. “Oya, since you no sabi chop pvssy, I hope say you sabi fvck? (Since you are not good in giving head, I hope you can fvck well?” I asked him over my shoulder.

He eagerly took his penis to my pvssy then paused. “Madam, we no go use condom?” He asked.

“Abeg put that thing inside jare! (Please put that thing already inside of me!” I snapped at him, eager to feel him inside of me.

He hesitated still. “Madam, I big well well o. I hope say I no go wound you? (Madam, my d!ck is better big, I hope I won’t injure you.)

“Put am like that. You never hear say Vagina dey elastic? If pikin fit come out from there, how much be your prick? (Put it in like that. Haven’t you heard that the vagina is elastic? If a child can come through it, just how big is your d!ck compared to it?)

“Okay, no talk say I no warn you? My prick don wound many girls. My girlfriend don even break up with me because of am. She say I wan tear her yansh. My nickname na hammer!(Okay, don’t say that I didn’t warn you. My d!ck has inured many girls. My girlfriend even broke up with me because of it. She said that I wanted to tear her pvssy. My nickname is hammer!) He bragged as he pushed the cap of his d!ck inside of me, I grimaced a bit and as he pushed himself into me, I clenched my teeth as I felt myself stretching. He continued to go in and in and I was scared he would hit my uterus but thankfully, my big buttocks stopped him from going any deeper.

#AngelaOkoduwa

“Put small spit abeg, my toto don dey pepper me small small. You don stretch me finish (Please put some saliva. My pvssy is already hurting bit by bit. You have completely stretched me)” I hissed through my teeth in pain and he obliged by pulling out a bit and surprising me by spitting right on my vagina. “Come, you don even brush this morning so? (Have you even brush this morning)

“Madam, I brush.” He told me and began to slowly thrust in and out of me. At first, all I felt was pain but I was determined to see this to the end. If Chris wouldn’t fvck me, then the gate man could do it. Soon, my pvssy adjusted to his size and my lubrication helped his thrusts easier which made me feel the pleasure that I was craving for. He remained on his knees, fvcking me on the floor and couch while my buttocks juggled at every slam. Damn! This was heaven!

DANIEL’S POV



I had returned with a call girl later in the evening and when I called out to my wife and only silence greeted me, I grew angry thinking that she was ignoring me. In anger, I dashed up the stairs, ready to give her another black eye when I noticed that the closet door was open. When I checked and discovered that most of her clothes, shoes and other accessories were gone, I dashed to my wardrobe to check the money I had kept in the brief case and was shocked and enraged when I saw several empty spots which meant that she had stolen my money. Fuming, I dashed down the stairs. The call girl got up to ask what was wrong but I shoved yet aside, dashed out of the house, got into my car and sped off.

Now, I was standing in front of Victoria’s parents’ house waiting for them to come out since I had ordered the son to call them. Victoria’s father was the first to appear and was soon joined by the mother.

“My son, what’s wrong? I told Emmanuel to tell you to come in but he said that you refused. Is something the matter?” He asked me.

“Where’s your daughter?” I spat and he exchanged confused glances with his wife.

“Ahan, in-law, what kind of question is that? Weren’t you the one who came to pick her up in the morning?”

“Well, I left your daughter in the house and went out but before I returned, she was gone! Gone! Not only did she run away like the cheap LovePeddler she is, she also stole my money! One million naira!” I spat angrily.

“Ehhhhhhhh!” Victoria’s mother wailed, placing her hands on her head. “Run kwa? Where to?”

“Well, I should be asking you, after all, she’s your daughter!”

“My son…” Began the father. “Victoria did not come here. Since you left with her, we haven’t seen her.”

“I don’t care! I didn’t come here to banter words with you people. I actually came here to tell you that the marriage is off!” Her mother wailed the more. “I am no longer interested in her! I have put up with her rubbish for so long that I have had enough! From henceforth, we are no longer in-laws! Despite everything I have done for you people, you did not only give me a LovePeddler for a wife, you also gave me a thief! A criminal!”

“My in-law,” her mother began imploringly. “Bikonunu, it hasn’t come to that. I’m sure that Adanna didn’t mean to do that. Maybe she just borrowed the money to do something important! Please, you’ll see that she will return to you today.”

“Shut up your mouth!” I snapped and I could see shock register on both their faces. “How am I sure that you didn’t connive with her to rob me, you greedy hungry fools! If I set my eyes on Victoria, that bitch of a daughter, I’ll make sure she spends the rest of her life in jail! As for you two!” I pointed at both of them with my car key. “I give you one month to produce my one million naira and also pack out of this house or you’ll have yourself to blame!”

“My in-law, please, it hasn’t gotten to that, please.” Her father began to plead. “You can’t kick us out, where will we go? Who will continue paying my children’s school fees in the university, please. I’m sure that there’s a mistake somewhere, my daughter does not steal, we didn’t bring her up that way, eh, please my in-law, consider us.”

I ignored him and stalked to my car, as I got in, I saw Victoria’s mother throw herself on the ground, wailing and crying then she pointed up at the sky and began to curse. “Ha Adanna! Anywhere you are right now, it shall never be well with you! It shall never be well with you for doing this to us!” Then she placed her hands on top of her head with her chin touching her chest and cried. “Chimoooo! Chimoooo oooo! Who have I offended? Who have I offended?” She asked the sky. “Why did Adanna do this to us? Why?!”

Her father said nothing but simply folded his arms on his chest with his shoulders hunched while he looked helpless, pensive and serious as they watched me drive away in despair but I didn’t care, I was tired of their bitch of a daughter anyway and I was tired of this greedy money-draining family.

Episode 14a

I was having my bath under the shower head when a hand on my back startled me and I jumped and turned around to find Uju n@ked. She squeezed herself into the shower and placed her hand on my chest with lustful look in her eyes. I glared at her. It was obvious that this girl was desperate to get laid and I’ll definitely not fall this time.

“Uju, get out!” I stated firmly but she only m0aned and tried to touch my d!ck.

I batted her hand away. “Fine, you can keep it for yourself.” I said, turned off the shower and walked out. When she tried to follow me, begging profusely, I turned sharply to glare at her and that made her halt in fear. I walked into the room, grabbed clean clothes, slipped then out and left the house. I didn’t plan to return until it was night. I didn’t know where I’d go to but I just didn’t care. All I wanted, was to be as far away from Uju as I could. I got into my car and drove out.

UJU’S POV

I was frustrated. What kind of man was this? I had attempted three times to seduce him and get him to sleep with me but all my plans had fallen through. He was just too stubborn. No man had been able to resist me before, so it baffled me how Chris was able to get away everything time I tried. I almost had him yesterday. I had enjoyed sucking his d!ck and just when I thought that he would give me a good fvcking, he ended up dashing my hopes. I couldn’t go a week without having s£x or I would lose my sanity. Nobody knew this but Chris’ father had actually had a heart attack and died on me when I had forced the old man to go on a third bout of s£x without even resting.

Well, after he was buried, I had been so Hot that I had secretly snuck to the bush done a quickie with a former boyfriend of mine who was in the village. I had thought Chris would perform better than his father did but the guy has refused to be swayed. As I walked back into the room and slumped down on the bed on my back, I stared at the ceiling, wondering what to do next? Was I not attractive enough? Even though I was his step mother, I knew that I was still hot and young so why was he avoiding me like a plague. I had even thought that now that aunty Victoria was out of the way that he would want me more but things had only gotten worse.

I was still trying to plot a new seduction tactic when I heard a sound outside through the window. I got up from the bed and walked to the window and I saw the gate man, Effiong, washing in a bending position and whistling a tune to himself. An idea struck me and I knew that this was my ticket out of my frustration. If I could just satisfy myself before Chris returned, then he didn’t have to know. There was no time to dress so I quickly grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my body and went down the stairs. As soon as I stepped out of the house, I paused in the porch and called out,

“Effiong!” At first, he didn’t seem to hear me and when I called him again, he straightened up and removed the ear piece from his ear with a sud-covered hand.

“Ehn, small madam?” He answered, still holding the shirt that he was washing and the soap water from it dripped into the bucket.


I frowned. “What do you mean by small madam? Na who come be the big madam?”

He smiled, “Na aunty Victoria na. She be big madam o.”

I hissed and snapped. “Come here my friend! Come help me do something.”

“Madam, na w€tin be that?” He released the shirt and it dropped back into the bucket.

“Just come first na…” I persuaded him then walked back into the house.

He rinsed his hands in a clean bucket of water, wiped them against the sides of his trousers before he plodded to the house to meet me. By the time he came in, I was lying on the couch with one hand against my forehead and the other across my stomach while I pretended to focus on watching African Magic Igbo.

“Ehen, madam, I don come, w€tin you want make I do? (Madam, I’m here, what do you want me to do?)” He asked me, looking around the floor to find if I had any work for him or I probably wanted him to wash my clothes.

“Sidown. (Sit down)” I gestured at the end of the couch with my mouth and he glanced down at it and gave me a confused look. When he hesitated, i added, “You no dey hear word, I say sidown! (Are you deaf? I said sit down!)” Reluctantly, he sat down and I instructed him. “Dress small come near me. (Sit closer to me.)” When he yet hesitantly obeyed, I lifted one of my legs and placed it on his lap. “Oya dey rub my leg. E don dey pain me since yesterday. Help me massage am small. (Start rubbing my leg. I have been feeling pains there since yesterday. Help me massage it a bit.)”

“But madam, wey Robb?” He asked.

“You no need Robb. Use your have na. (You don’t need Robb, use your hands.)” I told him.

He began to massage my leg, pressing around the shin with two fingers while I pretended to be in slight discomfort. “Oya, go up small (Now, go up a bit).” I directed him.

He gave me a surprised look. “Madam-” he started to protest but I cut him off.

“w€tin dey do you sef? Na woman lap you never see before? Abeg, massage my lap. (What’s everyone. Wrong with you sef? Is it a woman’s lap that you have never seen before? Please, massage my lap!)

His hand hesitantly but gently went up under my towel to my warm lap and I sighed, smiling within myself. He began to massage my lap and I saw him swallow hard. I opened my laps to give him access then directed him to move up higher and when his fingers accidentally brushed against my vulva, I saw his eyes go wide and round.

“Na w€tin happen? (What is it?)” I asked when I noticed that he had stopped massaging my thighs and was now tensed.


Without looking at me, he stuttered, “Madam you no wear pant. (Madam, you have no panties on.)

“So? You no like w€tin your finger touch? (Don’t you like what your finger touched?)” I teased him.

#AngelaOkoduwa

He started to slowly rise as he said, “Madam, I no know w€tin you dey do but me no wan enter trouble o. (Madam, I don’t know what you are up to but I don’t want to get in trouble.)”

I forced him back down with my legs then took his hand and pushed it under my towel. “No worry, Oga no go know, just touch am. Abi you think say I no know say you like me? I see how your eyes take dey follow my yansh anyhow as if you wan chop am. (Don’t worry, the boss will not find out or do you think that I don’t know that you like me? I see how your eyes follow my buttocks anyhow as if you want to eat it.)”

“Madam, we dey allowed to look but if I touch am, then I don pass my boundary be that. (Madam, we are allowed to look but if I touch it then I have passed my boundary.)”

“Abeg, touch this thing my friend.” I forced his withdrawing hand back under my towel when he still resisted, I hissed and said, “Oh! ou dey form abi because I still dey take am easy on you. (Oh, you are playing difficult all because I’m still being lenient with you right?) I got up, straddled him and simply threw open my towel and his eyes grew rounder and bigger as his eyes fixated on my bre@sts.

“Madam, na w€tin be this?! (Madam, what’s this?!) He exclaimed.

“You be JJC? Na bre@sts na. (Are you a newbie? They are bre@sts.) I answered and I could feel his heart pounding in his chest and the same time, I could feel his d!ck slowly rising as he beheld my bre@sts.

He slowly reached for one, held and squeezed it lightly as if to prove that they were real and he wasn’t actually imagining them. I took a n!pole close to his mouth and caressed his lips with it. He shuddered. He was practically vibrating under him and as his d!ck swelled the more and created a big tent in his free jersey shorts, it was my turn to be surprised. My eyes went round. Jeez! He was so big and I was shocked that a mere gateman would possess such a tool despite his class.

“See how your prick big.” I said, still gently feeling around his manhood and occasionally stroking him and in return, his d!ck twitched in my hand.

“Madam…” He said with difficulty as if he was finding it difficult to breathe as I touched him. “Madam, abeg release me make I go back to my post of duty and so that I go for finish with my clothes. If Oga catch me here, my own don finish be that. I no wan lose my job abeg. (Madam, please let me go so that I can return to my duty post and also finish my washing. If the boss catches me here, I’m done for. I don’t want to lose my job please.”

By the time he finished his words, I had slid down his body, pulled his large manhood out of his shorts and had started kissing it and he trembled and folded his fingers into his palms on the couch. I could tell from his reaction that no one had ever given him head. “Ha! This your thing big o.” I licked the cap. “Na only you?” I kissed it. “When God dey share am, e be like say na you dey front. (When God was sharing d!cks, it is like you were at the from of the line.)” I said and gave underneath his d!ck a long lick from the balls to the tip and he shuddered once again.

#AngelaOkoduwa

“Madam, why you dey lick am like this? (Madam, why are you you licking it like this?)” He grimaced as he watched me holding it up and kissing around it. “Na piss I dey use am piss o…. (I urinate with it.)” He tried to discourage me but I wasn’t having any of it.

“No worry, I like am like that.” I said as I took his cap into my mouth and sucked on it while I stroked it up and down at the same time.


He began to m0an as I sucked his d!ck harder. I tried to take it all into my mouth but it was impossible. He had a wider girth and his d!ck was long. I could only force 70% into my mouth. By the time I gagged on it and my eyes had gone red, I released that he began to groan out loud like he was in pain as he fidgeted on the couch. Before I could completely pull my mouth off and ask if something was wrong cuz I was sure that I didn’t bite him, he ejaculated, filling my mouth with enough semen that some spilled out. I quickly removed my mouth before I choked on his semen and another stream spurted out and hit my left eye. When he was done ejaculating, he quieted down and stared at me surprise and guilt while I forced myself to swallow his semen. It had a foul taste. I wonder if men didn’t know that what they ate was what they tasted like. If they took more oranges frequently and other sweet fruits, their semen was bound to be almost sweet and pleasant to swallow. I could bet Effiong had been eaten too many onion, garlic and other nonsense.

“Madam, no vex. I no know say the thing go quick come out. (Madam, do not be angry, I had no idea that I would ejaculate early.” He apologized.

“No problem.” I said as I wiped off the semen from my eye with my hand then stared at his d!ck, surprisingly, he was still hard. “I don do your own, oya come do my own. Abi you no like w€tin I do you? You wan still go? (Now, come and get down on me. Or don’t you like the head I gave you? Do you still want to leave?)”

He smiled now as his eyes followed my big buttocks. “No ma, in fact, I like am well well.” He grinned.

I sat down on the couch but pushed my buttocks to the very edge of the couch so that only my head and upper back was leaning against the back rest, then I spread my thighs open. I had been dying so hard to get someone to go down on me. Chris’ father blantantly refused to do so. He claimed that doing so meant disrespecting the grey hair on his head. Only my village boyfriend had once attempted to try it on me but with a scrunched up face of disgust and had only stuck out his tongue at me like a scared mouse and that had annoyed me. I had shoved him away and went back home without giving him any s£x. The idiot!

The gate man rose and stared at my pvssy with curious eyes but I could see the hesitation. “Madam, I never do this kind thing before na. No be where you take dey born you want make I put mouth? (Madam, I’ve never done this kind of thing before. Isn’t it where you give birth through that you want me to put my mouth?)” He scratched his head.

episode 13

(Warning: “Dangerous chapter”, if you cannot stand s£xual brutality, simply skip this chapter.)

I slowly turned to look at him and muttered. “No.”

“And why should I believe you?” He shrugged off his shirt and tossed behind him on the couch then began to unbuckle his belt. “You have been with him for more than a day, I know how hot you are… No man would spend an hour around you and not want to touch you. I feel that you are looking me right in the face and lying to me.”

“What do you want me to say? Tell you that I had a very good time with him or that he pleasured me in ways that you have never done before.” I spat and a slap came out of nowhere and heavily struck the side of my cheek, making my head fall to my shoulder. I slowly lifted my head with my hand on my cheek.

“You will shut that trap you call a mouth, you cunt! You think any other man would want you or can pleasure your rigid body the way only I can?” He chuckled wickedly, unzipped his pants with one hand then removed it till he was standing in just his boxers and I noticed that he didn’t discard the belt like he had done his other clothing, instead he folded it in two and held it firmly in a hand.

“Is that why you told my parents all those lies? To paint me black? First, you left me stranded on the road, next, you hit and kicked me out of your house in the middle of the night and yet you went with your deceitful self to fill my parents ears with lies about me running off with another man and denying you s£x?”

“Yes, after all, isn’t your refusal to have anal s£x with me the same thing as denying me s£x?”

“I’ll never do it!” I stated firmly.

“Really?” He stared at me with the sinister smile I had seen in his eyes while we were in the car.


“I’m your husband, Victoria…” He said quietly then pointed at me with the folded belt. “And you see that body of yours, it’s mine to do as I please with because I literally bought it. Your parents sold you to me and I’m still paying for it now by footing the tuition fees of your siblings and meeting the financial needs of your parents. I have had enough of your stubborness and today, first, I’ll find out if another man has entered you and next, you are going to give me that part of your body that you have been denying me whether you like it or not!” He started to come towards me.

I started moving backwards up the stairs. “Don’t come near me…” I said in a feeble voice and I could see the determination in his eyes. “Don’t come near me, Daniel, I’m warning you.” I said, moving away from him. But as he suddenly lunged towards me, I turned to flee but he caught the back of my leg and stopped me and we began to struggle on the stairs. He gave me several resounding slaps to get me to cooperate and stop screaming then forcefully carried me over his shoulder down the stairs before dumping me heavily on the couch.

I looked down and realized that he was hard and the head of his d!ck was already peeking out through one of the leg holes of his boxers and straining against his thigh. “Daniel please, don’t do this!” I cried out as he straddled me on the couch to keep me there. “Daniel, please I beg of you, don’t do this…” I begged in a teary voice.

“This is to teach you not to go running off with some other man!” He hissed. He took off his boxers and tossed it on the floor and his d!ck bounced and tapped my belly. I realized that there was a bottle of lubricant on the floor beside one of the legs of the couch which meant that he had planned this all along. When he was n@ked, he tried to go for the shirt I was wearing, trying to unbutton it. When I refused, he struck me on the face again and grabbed the top of the shirt in both hands and pulled it with such force that some of the buttons flew off, exposing the nightgown under it.

He forcefully took what was left of the shirt off me then went for my gown. I tried to fight him off but he was stronger. He pinned my hands together above my head, grabbed the nightgown Chris had and ripped it off, tearing it off my body. Leaving my upper body n@ked. He was like a man under an influence. He stared at my panties, held the thinner part between my thighs and pulled so hard that the material forced itself into my vulva, between my labias and bruised me but he didn’t care, he ripped and tore the panties and left the shreds around my waist.

Then he forced my thighs open and groped me with his fingers. I struggled and tried to squeeze my thighs closes but he forced them open by punching me on the thighs making the spot numb. When my thighs weakly fell open, he shoved two fingers inside of me to confirm if I Chris had had s£x with me. As if not convinced yet, he forced a third finger into me and I cried out in pain. He let his fingers linger in there for a while and only pulled them out when he was done confirming what he wanted to confirm. He got down the couch, and dragged the lower part of my body to the floor so that the upper part of my body remained on the couch then he flipped me over so that I was on my stomach and I was kneeling in front of him.

I tried to scramble from his hold but he suddenly grabbed my arms and twisted them to my back, making me yelp. With his belt, he tied my wrists together and left them on my back so that I was helpless. He knelt down behind me so that I had no chance of escaping then he grabbed my buttocks. Holding one of my buttocks apart, he grabbed the lube and squeeze some of it on my butthole and then did the same onto his palm which he coated on his d!ck before he set the lube aside.

I was shivering now, dreading what was about to happen. “Please…” I managed to say against the couch as a tear slipped down my eye.

“I will stay still if I were you.” He uttered and grabbed my other buttock now. He pulled my cheeks apart till it hurt then I felt the tip of his penis press against my anus. I stiffened and then squeezed my eyes shut as I felt his d!ck adding pressure to my anus, trying to pry open the puckered hole. I braced myself for what was about to happen and that was when I felt him plunge himself into me. I screamed out in pain and writhed violently, trying to squeeze him out of me as the pain intensified at the invasion of his manhood. He held my waist firmly and wouldn’t let me go. When he realized that I wouldn’t stop screaming, he yanked off what was left of my panties from around my waist and forced it into my mouth till my screams were muffled. He began to thrust in and out of me and each movement only intensified my pain. I was almost foaming from the month now and was sweating profusely and I passed out.

I started to come to when he ejaculated in me and then slowly pulled out his partially-flaccid d!ck with what was left of semen dripping off it. He untied my hands and removed his belt, picked his clothes and went up the stairs leaving me there. I remained in the position for a while. I couldn’t feel my arms any more and I felt semen drip in a long sticky line to the floor. I collapsed to the floor, wrapping my arms around myself with my face almost pressed against the lower part of the couch. I cried helplessly, regretting all the decisions I had made. At that moment, I hated my parents but I hated Daniel more. I felt like going into the kitchen, grabbing a knife and stabbing him to death but I was too scared of ending up in prison. I wasn’t going to shorten and live my life behind bars for his sake.

After half an hour later, I heard him come down the stairs and from the fresh smell of his perfume, I knew that he had had his bath, dressed up and was going out. Even though I was backing him, I felt his eyes on my back.

“You had better had gotten off that floor cleaned yourself up before I return, I’m bringing a guest home tonight.” He told me and I heard him walk out of the house. After I heard his car pull away and drive off, I slowly got up, and I could hardly walk. My stomach hurt and my anus hurt worse. I managed to go up the stairs, I entered the bathroom and wept profusely while I had my bath and when I was done, I realized that there were small stains of blood on my white towel after I wiped between my ass crack. Limping back into the room, I grabbed my smartphone and ordered an Uber then walked to the closet and began to select and pack up some of my clothes into a bag. I took everything I’d need, went to my husband’s wardrobe and grabbed some bundles of money where he stacked some of them. Before, I had never been so bold to take his money but today, I was going to steal it. I have had enough and to hell with this marriage. I made sure that I took up to a million naira and stuffed them into my big handbag.

When I was done, I glanced around to see if I had forgotten anything. When I was sure that I had taken virtually everything I needed, I walked into the bathroom, removed my wedding ring and tossed it into the sink. It clinked, went in several circles before settling down and vibrating to a stop. I heard a honk outside and I knew that the Uber had arrived. Grabbing my luggage and handbag, I walked out of the house, never to return again. I didn’t know where I would go to just yet, all that mattered was that I wanted to be as far away as possible from my the beast I called a husband. As soon as I sat in the cab and it pulled away, I removed my SIM cards, broke them half and tossed them outside the window. I was going to start a new life afresh and I was going to do that without Daniel and Chris in it but unknown to me, Chris’ car turned into my street from the other end and stopped in front of my gate while the Uber turned into the main road and joined the traffic, taking me far away from what was now my past.

CHRIS’ POV

I stopped my car in front of Victoria’s house, got down and walked to the gate. I knocked on it and on the second knock, the gate man who was rolling a feather in his ear, opened the gate and stepped out with his shirt slung over his shoulder and he made a face as the feather tickled inside his ear. “Oga, good morning, na who you dey find? (Boss, good morning, who are you looking for?)” He asked me, leaning his back against the gate.


“Good morning.” I answered then pointed at the house with my car key. “This is where Victoria lives right?” I asked.

“Shey my madam? (Do you mean my madam?)” He asked.

“Yes, of course, your madam.”

He hesitated then pulled the feather off to check then clean the end of it by dragging it upward between his thumb and index finger. “Madam don commot o… She just commot now now. (Madam has left. She just left now.)”

I took off my sunshades and glanced down the empty street. “What do you mean by she just left now?” I asked.

“Madam dress fine, carry her bag commot from here. The bag big as if she dey travel but me from the way wey I see am, e be like say madam no go come back this house again o… She even dash me 15k kon tell me say make I take care of myself. (Madam dressed fine and took her bag out of this house. The bag is big as if she’s travelling but as for me, I don’t think she’s coming back to this house anymore… She even gifted me fifteen thousand naira then told me to take care of myself.” He explained.

I glanced down the street now, not believing that I had just missed her. “Did she tell you where she was going to?”

“No… She no talk anything. (She didn’t say anything).” He shook his head then returned the feather into his ear.


“What car did she leave in?”

“Na Uber.”

“Thank you.” I said and dashed to my car. Started it and sped down the street hoping to catch up with her. Well, I couldn’t find her and went back home feeling very dejected.

As I slumped on my couch, Uju who must have heard my car, came down the stairs dressed provocatively again.

“Obim?” She called and I glared at her. She had succeeded in driving the one woman that mattered to me out and she still had that mouth to call me Obim.

“See, Uju, I’m not in the mood for your nonsense today, so just leave me alone.” I said tersely.

“Is it because of the aunty? Is that why you are behaving like this? What happened last night? You were almost inside my Jerusalem. I had already thrown open the garden of Eden for you, why didn’t you enter?” She asked.

“I’m not interested in your garden of Eden or whatever you call it. If you know what’s good for you, you had better pack your things and go back to the village!” I snapped.

She remained undaunted. “Me, I’m not going anywhere o. Obianuju is here to stay? What do you want me to go and do in that village? Only me in your father’s house so that those stupid elders can be paying me unnecessary visits all in the name of coming to check on their brother’s wife? Do you know that I caught one of them peeping on me when I was in the bathroom and the other one, the short one with white beard was busy pressing my bre@sts in the night bus we took while I was asleep. I only pretended not to notice because I didn’t want trouble as for the third one, whenever he’s talking, he will stand so close as if he wants to put his mouth inside my own. A those men, they are old perverts! Serious ones!”

“And why are you telling me this?”

“I’m telling you so that you will know that I’m hot cake. If I should return to that village, I’ll get pregnant within the space of a week.”

“You were married to my father for two years.” I said with a serious tone now. “How come you never conceived for him?”

She began to scratch the back of her neck and head now as she evasively replied, “Eh? Pregnant? Ehen… Well… Let’s just say that your father wasn’t interested in a child yet.”

“That’s a lie!” I spat. “My father married you only because he wanted children since I was the only child from my mother.”

“Why are you bringing up your father na? He’s dead so please let his soul rest in peace. But wait, not that I’m barren o. If you want me to get pregnant now now now now, I’ll. All you have to do is tell me that you are ready.”

I gave her scornful look. “So I’m the one who’s interested in having kids with you, right?”

“You need children na. This house is too big for the two of us. Small noise from eleven children will be enough… It’s supposed to be ten but let’s just say that the eleventh one will be by mistake…” She chuckled, “We didn’t plan it but it entered.”

“Eleven what?!” I asked in surprise. “What are you trying to do, start a football team? Don’t you know anything about family planning? What do you need eleven children for?”

“What? You can take care of them. Don’t you know that a man is respected by how large is family is?”

“That’s nonsense!” I said then narrowed my eyes as I scrutinized her dressing, recognizing it now. “Isn’t that Victoria’s gown?” I slowly rose, realizing that it was actually the gown Victoria had worn to the club where I had met her.

She smiled and glanced down at herself. “E fit me abi? It’s too tight but I forced myself into it.”

“Where did you get it from?”

“Outside on the rope. The thing has been there since and sun was killing it so I decided to use it. It’s s£xy, right?”

“Something must be very wrong with you, will you go upstairs now and take it off?!” I snapped.

“Why?” She gave me a confused look.

“Because it’s not yours? What happened to the clothes I bought you?!” I inquired..

She pouted now and grumbled. “Obim, me I didn’t come so that you’ll be shouting at me o. I came to make love.” She pulled closer to me.

“What could you possibly know about making love?” I stared at her in disgust.

“I watched one film in the village, my friend called it blue film. I saw one man eating another woman’s Jerusalem.” She said shyly.

I gave her a puzzled frown. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Ehn…” She pulled even closer and began to shyly wring her fingers as she said, “um… Obim, I want you to open my leg and put your mouth… here…” She placed a hand on her pelvic and I recoiled from her, now understanding what she meant.

“You must be out of your sense if you think I’ll go down on you.” I stated and shrugged her arm away as she tried to touch me. “Uju, get your heads out of the cloud, I have told you before and I’ll repeat it now. Nothing is ever going to happen between us, never! Not now, not ever! I have had a long tiring day and I need a bath, excuse me!” I angrily brushed her aside and went up the stairs to my room.

Tossing my phone and car keys on the bed, I began to UnCloth. As soon as I was done undressing, I walked into the bathroom. While I was in the shower, Uju, crept into my room, locked my door and threw the key under the bed then she quietly undressed and headed for the bathroom too.

To Be Continued…

Episode 12

VICTORIA’S POV

I got down from the motorcycle that had brought me to my parents’ house and paid the rider. I was wearing the gate man’s shirt which I had borrowed to cover my thin nightgown and I was thankful that I had collected it because the night was cold. I walked the house which had no gate and knocked on the front door. I had knocked almost nine times before my younger brother opened the door, surprised to see me. He rubbed his eyes and moved out of the way so that I could go in.

“Sister, what are you doing here by now?” He asked, yawning into his fist.

“Don’t worry about it… Just go to bed, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” I said and locked the door while he returned to his room. I walked to my sister’s room and slept next to her.

In the morning, I felt someone tapping me. I opened my eyes to find my mother staring down at me.
I slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. “Mama, good morning.” I greeted.

“What are you doing here?” She blurted without even responding to my greeting then placed the back of her hands on her waist. “Do you know that we have been looking for you for since yesterday? Your husband came to us and complained that you ran away from home with another man? Is that how we brought you up? To be gallivanting all over the place opening your thighs for whoever is interested? Don’t you have any shame?!” Her loud voice woke my sister up, who sat up to look at us, surprised to see me. “Why are you so bent on bringing shame to this family? Why do you want to disgrace your father’s name? After everything Daniel has done for you, now you want to repay him by becoming a LovePeddler? You should be happy that you married a good man? How many rich men would go through the pains of marrying someone who’s not even in their class? Is he not satisfying you in bed? Doesn’t he meet your sexual needs? Why do you want to defile your marriage? Where did this promiscuity come from? Definitely not from me because I know that besides my first boyfriend, Ikenna, your father is the second and last man who has gone in between my thighs?! If I had known, I would have gone ahead with the circumcision. I would have removed that thing you call a clit that’s now bringing the spirit of infidelity into you?!”

I heaved a sigh. “Mama, will you at least hear me out?”

“There’s nothing to be heard!” She snapped. “We went around looking for you. Your husband has explained it all. He told us that you would try to defend yourself with lies and he’s right because that’s exactly what you are doing right now!”

“Mama, what did Daniel tell you people?” I asked.

“He told us that he took you out to a party to have fun and show you off. He just left you for just five minutes, common five minutes to go urinate and you already jumped into another man’s car and disappeared. He called you on the phone several times but you busied his calls. When you even finally picked his call, he begged and begged you to come home, even to the point of crying but you hung up on him!”

I gaped up at my mother in shock. “Mama, Daniel said that?!” I asked in disbelief.

“Oh! So you think he would not tell us! He came here complaining bitterly. He threatened to even divorce you since you are not being a good wife to him but I had to go on my knees and beg him along with your father. He has told us how you refuse to wash his clothes, cook his meals and even sex! Sex that is very important to him, his own God-given right, you refused him that and then he had mistakenly spilled a wine on you while you were yet asleep and that was why you had dashed down here to lie against him that he had urinate on you! Ha! Adanna, to say that I’m very very disappointed in you is an understatement! In fact, I regret giving birth to you! How can you take such a man for granted?! Don’t you have a heart! This man loves you to the core and yet you treat him so bad! See, if I had my way, I would have replaced you with your sister, Linda, at least she has more sense than you do!”

“But Mama, I didn’t do any of such! Daniel is lying, just see what he did to me…” I started to pull the side of my shirt and night gown up to reveal my bruised side when my father appeared and harshly interrupted me.

“Will you shut your mouth!” He barked and I quickly dropped my gown. “So this is what you are, a green snake under the green grass. All these time that you have been running to us and pretending to be in a very loveless marriage, it was actually the other way around. You were the very evil in your own marriage. I felt so sorry for that young man and I regretted that it had to be my daughter treating such an upright man in such a manner. Anyway, I have just called him…” He lifted a hand holding his cellphone. “…to tell him that you are home and he will be here in the next thirty minutes to pick you up. We should be thankful to God that he’s willing to take you back. If he had gone ahead and divorced you, I would have disowned you and wouldn’t have let you back into my house. When he arrives, you are going to follow him back home and beg him seriously. I don’t care how you do it but you must settle differences with him! Be a good wife the way we raised you. Love and respect him. This family must not lose such a potential in-law. We are nothing without him! Do not ruin this for me, Victoria, or I’ll never forgive you!” He stated firmly and I helplessly kept mute since there was no need trying to defend myself.

Daniel was cynical but my parents had failed to see that part of him and once again, I was stuck in my dilemma. Men were all the same! They are cheats and untrustworthy. I had trusted Chris to do much and yet he had ended up sleeping with Uju after I refused him sex. I decided that it was better to stay with the devil I knew than the angel I knew nothing about. If my fate was to remain in this marriage, then Daniel it is.

Forty minutes later, I was in the car sitting next to Daniel as he drove us home. He kept glancing at me as something sinister went through his mind but I ignored him and kept a straight face with my eyes fixed on the road. He kept glancing at me and thoughtfully running his chin with his index finger and I saw his eyes moved down to my waist, to linger between my thighs. I adjusted and placed my hands right on the spot to conceal it from his view. He said nothing to me throughout the drive back home. But when we reached home and got into the house, he threw his car keys on the coffee table and began to unbutton his shirt. As I made for the stairs, his unexpected question made me pause.

“Did he Bleep you?”

With my back still turned to him, I remained there for a moment without a word.

“Are you deaf?” He drew closer. “Musa told me that you were picked by a man that night I kicked you out and I know that it’s definitely that guy from the club! I’m sure that he has been the one you have been with all this time, so answer my question, did you let him Bleep you?

Episode 11

I knew that if I remained there any longer, I was bound to do something foolish. I didn’t find Uju attractive but damn, that girl knew how to use her hands and also play with a man. She was stroke, squeezing and handling my d!ck like an expert and I wondered if she was truly a village girl or if my father had truly met her a virgin like the elders had claimed. My d!ck hardened to the point that I had to wrap my arms tighter around Victoria for comfort. I was fvcking aroused and I guessed that it was due to the fact that I had s£xually pleasured Victoria without getting any s£xual relief myself. I cringed inwardly when I felt Uju’s tongue sweep the back of my ear. It was warm, w€t and tickling and I knew that this girl was out to get me at all cost. How she was so comfortable doing this to me when she knew that we were not only not only surprised me but also baffled me.

Was she expecting that I would fvck her right on this bed with Victoria on it?

Shit! I felt my d!ck twitch, trying to strain itself free from my shorts as Uju slowly slipped her hand beneath my waste band and into my shorts where her talented fingers wrapped around my warm cock. My penile slit was ready oozing precvm from all the excitement and I felt her scoop it up with her middle finger, carefully pulled her hand out of my shorts to ensure that the material didn’t steal my sticky juice from her finger then I heard her suck on it, m0aning a bit as she noisily licked her finger. Her hand was about sliding into my shorts again when I decided that I had had enough. If I didn’t break away and stop this nonsense now, I’d do something that I’d come to regret.

Before her hand could disappear inside my shorts again, I caught it and flung it away and threw a glare at her over my shoulder. She gave me a puzzled look then tried to repeat the same thing but I stuck out a warning finger at her and whispered harshly, “Will you stop this nonsense?! What’s wrong with you?!” I tried to keep my voice down as best as I could so that I didn’t wake Victoria up.

She propped on an elbow to look at me. “Please na… Obim, my pvssy is on fire already.” She pleaded then started to pull her gown up her lap. “If you think that I’m lying, bring your hand, come and touch it.”

“Uju, don’t make me show you my other side this night! Are you a s£x freak?! Was this how you killed my father? Have you no shame? So this is why you came here, to seduce me right?”

“Obim, just shook me small and I’ll be okay. Even though it is to go in and out five times.” She pleaded.

“Even if it’s half time, I’m not interested. Just respect yourself or get the hell out of my bed.”

Before I could say Jack, she lunged forward and instantly caught my n!pole in her mouth, sucking it. My d!ck hardened the more and twitched severally in my shorts but I quickly shoved her away. “Don’t you ever do that again.”

She slowly got on her knees and sat down on her heels. Her n!poles were so hard that they were poking visibly through the material of her gown. “Obim, touch me na… Please.” She grabbed my hand, placed it on one of her bre@sts and made me squeeze it.

I yanked my hand away immediately and hissed, “I can see that something is wrong with you. Aren’t you listening?” I was still whispering. “Read my lips, Uju, I-AM-NOT-INTERESTED!!!”

“Ehn… If you are not interested, how come your shorts is swollen?” She pointed at the tent my er£ction and caused in my pants.

“It has nothing to do with you.” I lied.

“Liar.” She said and tried to touch my d!ck but I batted her hand away. “Obim, please na…” She begged desperately, almost at the verge of tears, I want to do.”

“Go find someone else to satisfy your needs, all I know is that I’m not going down the same tunnel my late father went through.” I spat.

“But what’s the big deal about it… I have now verified that your rod is mightier than your father’s… See, I’m very tight and you’ll enjoy me very well, if you doubt me, let me show you.” Before I could protest, she sat down, facing me, threw open the hem of her gown, spread her thighs to reveal her n@ked vagina and that was when I realized that she had no panties on.

“I have had just enough of this nonsense…” I got up angrily and, got down the bed and moved around to the side where Victoria was sleeping. I tapped Victoria’s arm to wake her up while Uju quickly closed her thighs, adjust her gown and began to signal to me not to wake Victoria up. She pulled out one of her bre@sts from the neckline of her gown and began to handle it and play with her vagina while she occasionally forced her head down to flick her n!pole with her own tongue all in the bid to seduce me. I swallowed hard. This was definitely not easy but I was determined to make all her plans fall through. I tapped Victoria harder and as soon as she stirred, Uni quickly stopped what she was doing and composed herself.

Victoria stared at me in a sleepy way, rubbed her eyes with her hand then looked up at me in confusion. “What’s it, is something wrong?”

“Let’s go down to the living room.” I told her.

“Why?” She yawned. “Is something wrong?”

I glanced at Rose who was glowering at me with such hatred in her eyes then said to Victoria. “Let’s just go.” I took her arm and helped her out of the bed. As she rose to her feet, she was unsteady and staggered forward, almost falling on me and sending me to the floor but I was quick to regain my stamina and hold her upright against me and that was when she felt my er£ction push against the lower part of her stomach.

All the sleep vanished from her eyes now as she stared at me wide- eyed and exclaimed in surprise. “Chris!”

I sheepishly pursed my lips then glanced over her shoulder at Uju who was still glowering at me. “I’ll explain later.” I told her and she followed my gaze to stare over her shoulder at Uju. I placed a hand on the small of her back and began to guide her out when Uju also got down the bed. I paused and gave her disgruntled look. “Where do you think you are going to?” I asked.


She had her hands on her hips and began to bounce lightly on one foot. “You think you can fool me right? You want to take her away so that you can use that thing…” She pointed down at my d!ck which was now only partially er£cted. “…which I Uju woke up to pound her insides abi?”

“Would you shut up?!” I snapped.

Victoria glanced from me to her with a bemused look. “Wait, Chris, what’s going on?” She asked.

“You want to know right?” Uju quickly jumped to answer, cutting me off before I could explain. “Why you were there snoring away… Obim has been tapping current!”

Victoria’s frown deepened. “What do you mean?”

“What’s too hard to understand? I said Obim has been squeezing my uku, touching my soft bag of sweet yoghurt…” She heaved up her bre@sts with her hands for emphasis and let them bounced back to their normal position and kissing all over my body. Can’t you see how hard he is? When I refused, he got angry and decided to leave.”

Victoria scoffed in disbelief and turned to me. “Please Chris, tell me that this is not true.”

“Of course it is not! This thing here was trying to seduce me… I wonder how you could even sleep through all that.” I defended myself.

Victoria gave me a look. “Don’t think you’ll get out of this easily.” She pointed a finger at me and I stayed quiet. She turned to look at Uju now then folded her arms under chest as she said, “I don’t know what game you are playing, Uju, but it has gotten to the part where it stops!”

“And who are you to tell me what to do in my own husband’s house?!” She took an intimidating step towards Victoria.

“Jeez!” Victoria cried out. “He’s not even your husband! You are not even legally married!”

“And you are? What are you doing here? Don’t you have a home to go to? Look at your finger, is that not a wedding ring?! It shows that you are married, so aunty, just respect yourself and go back to wherever you came from. As you see me so, I’m here to stay and any asunder fashioned between my Obim and I shall never prosper!”

Victoria exchanged glances with me but I was too angry and frustrated to speak. “I’m not going to debate over this with you. It’s past midnight and normal people are supposed to be sleeping. I have better things to do than argue with a village idiot like you!” I snapped then turned towards the door.

“Bia aunty….” Uju pulled her back by her arm, her face scrunched up in anger. “What did you just call me?!”

“You heard me!” Victoria spat. “A village idiot!”

As she attempted to lung at me, Chris quickly got in between us, protectively pushing me to stand behind him while Uju desperately tried to scratch at me from the other side, raining insults on me in the igbo language.

“Anofia! Anupama! Why are you hiding? Come na, come let me beat the living daylights out of you?! You should be ashamed of yourself! Husband snatcher! You cheap prostitute. A married woman like you sleeping around outside her marriage! You have no dignity! EWU! (goat).”

“Enough of this nonsense Uju!” I yelled and silenced her. “My life was going just perfect before you showed up and disrupted the peace! Listen and listen good, I’ll tolerate every other thing but you disrespecting Victoria in anyway! The next time you call her names, I’ll not hesitate to throw you out on the streets where you truly belong!”



Uju was panting and she glared at us as I grabbed two pillows and quietly led Victoria out of the room. We went downstairs and had to place the pillows on the sitting room rug, switched on the TV and tuned in to CBS Reality to watch Cheaters. It didn’t take long before Victoria fell asleep on my chest.

From above and with the edge of my thumb between my teeth, I watched her chest rise and fall as she breathed and I slowly began to feel myself rise again. Jeez! Uju had scattered my night for me. I couldn’t even think well. Almost everything I saw, aroused me. I changed the channel to Nat Geo Wild but since I could still see Victoria’s chest rising and falling, the er£ction wouldn’t go away. I began to imagine a lot of dirty things that I wanted to do to and with her, but I was restrained anytime I saw the ring on her finger. She was married and was definitely off limits. I just couldn’t bring myself to make love to another man’s wife. Despite my thoughts of refusal to go along with my desire, the stupid thing in between my legs who had a mind of its own only grew stronger. That was when I knew that I had to keep some distance between myself and Victoria. Carefully, I slipped from underneath her, letting her lie on the pillow instead then I began to pace the sitting room, trying to get rid of the arousal invading my body like a persistent parasite.

I thought of a quickest way to flush out my dirty desires so I picked the remote and switched the channel to Planet TV but the first scene that popped up was Nicki Minaj in a man-made pool flaunting her big ass in a doggy position as she sang huskily. I quickly changed the channel to Hip TV, and saw Rita Ora slowly sucking on Cardi B’s long s£xy tongue as they kissed in the somg titled “Girls”. I switched the channel again and a Nigerian music titled “booty” and several girls choreography in a s£xy way to shake their buttocks when one of the singers sang “How do you say booty in your language?”

“What kind of torture is this?!” I raked my hand on my head then simply switched the channel to sports. I tossed the remote on the couch and saw Victoria turn in her sleep to lie on her stomach and her gown had ridden up to expose the lower parts of her buttocks. I tried to remember the last time I had s£x and to my utter surprised, I realized that it has been months. Seven months to be precise. I had been so busy working myself to stupor in order to forget about my ex that I really realize that time was flying by.

I stopped pacing and paused to admire Victoria for a moment. She was sleeping so peacefully, completely oblivious to my distress. Staring at her made me swallow hard in anticipation and then and there, I muttered to myself, “fvck it! I want her!” I immediately got on my knees behind her, grabbed my pillow, gently lifted her stomach and pushed the pillow under her lower abdomen so that her buttocks were jutted out to me. I slowly pushed up her gown to expose her beautiful buttocks then caressed and fondled it for a while till my d!ck left a w€t patch of precvm on the surface of my shorts where the tip of my d!ck was straining against.

Soon enough, I lowered my self down to her arse, fetched the thong of her panties with my finger and pulled it aside. I placed soft kisses on her vulva and I revelled in the familiar scent of her. She twitched from my action but didn’t wake up. I grew bolder and eager and gave her pvssy a long stroke with my tongue from the vagina to her cl!t before I finally buried my mouth on her, capturing her entire pvssy in my mouth and sucking her till she began to squirm and twitch a bit as my lips massaged her vulva and my tongue licked her cl!t, the tip of my tongue penetrating her a bit to seek her juices that were forthcoming. As I sucked her, I squeezed and fondled her buttocks, burying my face deeper.

To Be Continued…

Episode 10

By the time we got home, I was tired so after keeping everything we have shopped and also the new smart phone he had bought me in Chris’ room, I headed downstairs to the kitchen to cook. I didn’t know my way around the kitchen yet but it was easy to find most of the utensils because Chris kept his kitchen properly arranged. I thought of preparing jollof rice and was about turning on the gas when Uju walked into the kitchen.

“Aunty, what are you doing?” She asked.

I glanced at her. “I want to prepare rice.”

“For who?”

“Um….” I drawled. “For us, why?”

“I hope it’s not for my Obim?” She gave me a disgruntled look.

I turned fully to look at her now, surprised at her attitude. “Weren’t you the quiet and shy girl some several hours back?” I asked.

“Shy?” She gave me a look. “Who’s shy? Do I look shy to you? Why shall I shy? Bia, aunty or whatever you are. I’m respecting you o. The fact that I’m from the village doesn’t mean that I don’t know my right o. Please and please, I don’t know who or what you are to my Obim but please you are disturbing me by putting sand in my garri. Please when are you leaving?”

“Leaving? Do you realize that you only just came to this house today?”

“And so? Obim is mine. Legally mine. Why do you think that I married his father in the first place?”

I gave her a suspicious look. “What are you insinuating, that this was planned all along? That his father didn’t die a natural death?”

“Say whatever you like. Just listen to me. My name is Obinanuju, the local champion. No body messes with me and gets away with it. When I see what I want, I go for it at all cost and not even you will stop me.”

“See, Uju, I don’t have time for this nonsense! If you do not want to eat my food, fine, you can as well help yourself in the kitchen and prepare yours.” As I grabbed a pot, she took it from my hand and returned it to where I had taken it from. “Uju, what’s your problem?” I asked.

“You are my problem. Aunty, come and go!” She said in my face and I had to draw my shoulders back.

Chris walked into the kitchen just then and Uju instantly composed herself, replacing her menacing look with a warm smile. “What’s going on?” He glanced from sweet-smiling Uju to me who was still staring at her in shock.

“Nothing Obim, I was just telling madam how very fun the village is…” Then she stared at me, laughed and playfully slapped my upper arm. “Abi aunty?”

“Y…yes…s…” I stammered in response and forced a smile.

“Okay…” Chris said skeptically, smiled at me then stretched a hand towards me. “Come watch some movies with me.”

I hesitantly placed my hand in his while I nervously glanced at Uju whose smile didn’t reach her eyes.


“But I was just about to prepare something for dinner.” I told Chris.

“Don’t worry…” I just ordered pizza and some drinks.” He told me then led me to the sitting room and before we turned the corner, I glanced over my shoulder to find Uju glowering at me. An hour later, I was lying on the couch with my back against Chris’ chest and eating some pizza when Uju approached with a tray of Eba and Oha soup then she pulled a small table towards Chris and set the tray on it while Chris stared at her in surprise. Then she quickly hurried away and later returned with a bowl of water two chilled bottled water. She was grinning from ear to ear when she also set those down too. Next, she pulled another small stool closer and sat on it facing Chris, by this time, I have risen to a sitting position as Chris and I stared at her in bemusement. The soup smelled so nice that I lost interest in the pizza immediately.

“Obim, come and eat please.” She said in the sweetest voice. “Your father used to like my cooking very much.”

Steve glanced at me and I could read the message in his expression. He was asking if we should go ahead and eat and I nodded. There was no way I would miss such a meal. When she saw Chris throw his feet to the floor from the couch to face the food, her smile widened and she eagerly grabbed the bowl of water and held it to him. Chris washed his hands and when I attempted to do the same, she gave me a glare and placed the bowl down. I sighed, reached for the bowl myself and washed my hand and by now, Chris was already eating. As I attempted to reach for the Eba, she pulled the plate out of reach. When Chris gave her a look, she quickly smiled and said,

“It’s very hot, I don’t want it to burn her fingers. You know that she looks very fragile.”


Chris said nothing but what he did next, surprised me. He took a morsel, dipped it in the soup and fed me. Uju stopped eating to glare at us. “Obim, you won’t feed me too?” She asked, eyeing me maliciously.

“I have told you not to call me that.” Chris warned her.

She pouted and grudgingly resumed eating and eying me occasionally. I felt highly uncomfortable and just wanted to leave. Each time Chris brought a morsel to my mouth and I was nervously staring at Uju, he would simply turn my face with his other hand. Soon, the food finished and as I attempted to pack up the dishes, surprisingly, Uju allowed me. She got up and instantly replaced me on my seat while I took everything back to the kitchen and began to wash them.

CHRIS’ POV (Point of View)




As soon as Victoria rose to gather the dishes to the kitchen, Uju rose and sat next to me. After Victoria went to the kitchen, Uju glanced at the TV and smiled at me.

“Obim, what are you watching?” She asked me.

“Avengers.” I reluctantly answered, uncomfortable with how awfully close she was seated next to me.

“What’s avengers? Are the gods avenging someone?” She asked and I gave her a look.

“No… These are superheroes!” I stated.

“Okay…” She nodded, turned to look at the TV then I saw her put her legs up on the couch and began to slowly lean her backwards against my chest.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Behaving like a wife na.” She said but before her back could come in contact with my chest, I suddenly stood up and she fell back against the arm of the couch. She quickly sat up to look at me in surprise. “Obim, what is it?”

“You have got to stop whatever nonsense is going through that head of yours. There’s no us. We are never happening.” I told her firmly.

“But why? Am I not beautiful enough? What does that aunty have that I do not? I even have uku (buttocks) more than her.”

“I don’t care about your bloody uku! If it moved my father, it will never move me! Just stop all these nonsense!” I warned her and stalked to the kitchen to join Victoria but I didn’t tell her what Uju had attempted to do.

★★★



That night by past ten, I was in bed cuddling and chit-chatting with Victoria on my bed and stealing kisses while we laughed when someone knocked on my door, interrupting us. I lifted my head off the pillow to stare at my door then yelled, “Yes?”

The door opened and Uju stepped in, dressed in a seductive nightgown that made her curves pronounced. Damn, the elders were right, this girl learned too fast. I propped up on an elbow to give her a flustered look, “What do you want?”

She was pouting with her arms folded under her bre@sts whose n!poles were threatening to tear through the thin material of her gown. “Me, I cannot sleep alone o.” She grumbled, averting her gaze to the side.

“What do you mean by you cannot sleep alone? Are you a child?” I asked, annoyed.

“No, I’m not but I want to sleep here in this room.” She stated she Victoria slowly detached herself from my arms and sat up.

“Is something wrong with you? What happened to your own room?

“It’s lonely there. I’m there hearing two of you laugh, me too, I want to laugh.”

I frowned. Was something wrong with this girl. “Do I look like a clown or a comedian to you?”

“I don’t want to know… All I know is that I’m sleeping here.” Before I could utter a sound, she crossed the room, got on my bed and lowered herself on it behind me.

I turned to look at her, surprised at her behaviour. “Uju, get off my bed!” I said. She simply ignored me and simply fluffed her pillow and comfortably placed her head on it. “Uju, are you deaf? I said get off my bed right now!” I raised my voice a notch to show her that I was dead serious but she ignored me. “Fine! You can have the room to yourself!” I said in resignation and began to scoot down the bed when I felt her hand grip the back of my shorts and I paused to stare back at her in disbelief. “What kind of girl are you for God’s sake?! No matter my father died early.”

“Your father couldn’t satisfy me… Besides, he had high blood pressure!” She blurted. “As for you, you are not going anywhere o. You want to leave me so that you can kpansh this aunty abi? It won’t happen o. You are going to stay right here with me.”

“You must be insane!” I said and tried to pry her hand of the waistband of my shorts but she wouldn’t let go. “I’ll remove it o!” I threatened.

“Remove it, I even need to see if you are bigger than your father!” She said, undaunted.

Those words made me cringed and that was when I felt Victoria’s hand on my arm. With gestures and movement of her head, she pacified me to calm down then tried to convince me to just spend the night with her if that was what Uju wanted but when she told me that she was going to pass the night in one of the other rooms, I blatantly refused. I told her that if I was going to tolerate sleeping on the same bed with Uju then she had to stay with me. After much persuasion, she reluctantly agreed. As soon as I laid down my side, Uju’s grip on my shorts slacked a bit. With my back turned to her, I pulled Victoria into my arms and tried to pretend that we didn’t have a third party with us in the room. Unfortunately, we couldn’t have our fun anymore, so we just remained quiet.

All of a sudden, I felt Uju adjust on the bed, moving closer to me till her warm bre@sts were pressed against my back. She protectively put an arm and leg around me as if trying to show ownership. I tried to shrug her off but she refused to bulge. I knew that Victoria could feel what was going on but she said nothing. I decided to put up with Uju’s rubbish, hoping that when she slept off, Victoria and I could sneak out of the room and leave her there but unfortunately, we both fell asleep.

Almost an hour later, in my sleep, I felt a hand caressing me and moving up to play with one of my n!poles. At first, I thought that I was just imagine it, until the hand slowly moved down my belly and below my pelvic to handle my d!ck through my shorts. To my utter surprise, my d!ck was partially hard and I couldn’t tell if it was because of Victoria’s buttocks which it had been pressed against earlier or because of Uju’s act of playing with my n!poles and also touching me there. Just then, my eyes flew open as my d!ck betrayed me and growing even harder as Uju continued to handle and stroke it through my shorts. Jeez! I was doomed.