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ps2:
Yhu're welcome... How was yhur trip?

Fine, thank you very much

Thanks guys! I appreciate your comments, suggestions, opinions and questions. Really, I am honored to have you all here.

I might not be able to post an update tomorrow as I had been on the road since morning...from Aba to Lagos.

I will try to do something tomorrow, but no promises.

Thanks

dominique:
Ghost mode deactivated , the last update was totally mind-blowing. Honestly, I didn't think the story was going to be this captivating as it started on a low note for me. Oma's character is a total turn off but makes the story interesting. Awesome job you're doing Twaci, more ink to your pen



The bolded got me lolling, but it's true sha

Thank you very much

nubian999:
She's a country girl what does she know about those tings. It vex me when he said soup taste like Sugar.

nubian999:
She should've tasted the poison first.

okay this had me laughing!

Chapter seven

I punched in numbers in the calculator and frowned at the figures I came up with. It was unsatisfactory. The supermarket had lost some money and that was as a result of negligence on the part of the staff. They had not noted when the canned foods had gotten to and passed their expiry dates, thus we couldn't sell them at a reduced price rate and had to throw them all out. Although I was angry with the staff, I knew it was also my fault as I had relaxed in my supervision of the supermarket.

Another thing that made me edgy was that my husband had returned a week before and my life had to go on hold again. Yes, he had slept with me, I had the bruises on my back to prove it, and this made me hate him even more. I couldn't stand him.

I hissed as I punched in other numbers and subtracted the previously calculated number from it. The loss was immense. I sighed and flung the calculator to a corner and made to stand when I heard my name. I turned to see Dikachi.

My heart skipped and all of a sudden, my emotional problems pushed back to the surface. I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall and resisted the urge to run into his arms. "Hello Dikachi."

He came closer. "I almost didn't recognize you, I love your hair."

I touched it, he had noticed. "Thank you."

"What are you doing in here?"

Confession time, I thought. "I - I am the owner of the supermarket."

"Oh!" He looked quite shocked but quickly masked it. "So you had lied when you said you were a customer."

I nodded.

He shrugged. "That is okay. How is your husband?"

I looked away. "He is fine."

"Okay," he said with a nod. "I should go."

I wanted to hold him back and cry about how much I loved him but did nothing as he turned to leave. On impulse I asked quickly. "Dikachi, if I get a divorce from my husband, would we still have a chance?"

He turned back with a frown. "Do you want to leave him?"

I nodded. "Yes. I am not happy with him and can't take it anymore."

A soft smile crossed his face. "I-I really wish it can be done."

"It can." I assured him.

He shrugged. "Till it is done then."

I smiled and watched him walk away. I had another chance.



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I wanted to kill my husband.

I had gone through some lawyers and they assured me that it would be near impossible to divorce my husband as he was a powerful man and might not let go easily, plus it could cost lots of money.

I tried picking fights with him but this too didn't work as he had termed it as being petty and had dismissed my attitude.

I had reached the decision of killing him the night before, during one of his bdśm sessions and out of hate, I had promised myself to do it sooner. I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at the rat poison I had bought from the roadside and wondered if I did the right thing. I pushed the fear away from my head and thought about Dikachi. I did it for him, for us, for my happiness.

I smiled and pushed the bottle in my purse and threw it into my handbag.

I was ready.

I picked Friday night as the night to execute my plans because I knew that Seun hardly worked on Saturdays, so no one in the office would miss him. It was also the perfect night to send the maids home, I had told them to go enjoy their weekend as I wanted some alone time with my husband.

They had left without questions and in no time, I was left alone. I quickly sprang into action, first, I prepared my husband's favorite soup, vegetable soup and had served it with his favorite wine.

I added the poison to the soup and added a little pepper to conceal the taste of the poison. Then I changed into something sexy and waited for him to return.

He came in ten minutes later and complimented on my outfit.

"Thank you dear." I said sweetly and took his suitcase from him.

"Why are you doing this? Where are the maids?"

"I sent them home for the weekend."

"Ha! Why? Hope no problem?"

I shook my head. "No dear, I just feel we have been drifting apart lately and I wanted us to have some alone time."

He smiled. "That is very thoughtful of you. I appreciate it."

I smiled. "Would you like to take your bath now or eat first?"

"I am hungry." He said. "Food first."

I led him to the dining table and serve out the food for him.

"You really went all out. You even prepared my favorite soup. You are definitely a woman after your man's heart."

I smiled. Yes, I thought with a laugh. My man's heart that isn't yours. When I stood behind him and made to rub his shoulders, he turned. "Won't you eat?"

"No - I am not hungry. I ate just before you came in."

"But still," he argued. "A bite won't kill you. I thought you were doing these for us dear."

"I am! Now eat and get your strength. I want you strong and hard for me tonight."

He shrugged. "Okay, if you say so."

I watched him swallow the first morsel and another....I smiled.

The poison took effect in few minutes. He held his stomach and said something bit him there. As a good wife, I quickly poured him a glass of water and asked when last he had taken worm medication. He tried to drink the water but coughed everything all out and groaned in pains.

"Baby!" I cried and held his head, I made no attempt to call for help.

"Agh!" He groaned again and his body convulsed.

I left him and moved back as I watched him struggle for his life.

When I noticed he no longer breathed nor moved, I moved close and shut his eyes.

It was done.

I realized my plans had had loopholes as I figured that I didn't know where to keep the body. I walked around him confused and suddenly scared. I couldn't keep him in the house, the maids would return on Monday and that would risk everything. I could not take him out of the house too because my driver had gone home for the night and even if I had wanted to drive the car myself, the gateman would notice something was amiss.

What was I to do?

If Cassie was here, I thought, she would have helped, but I knew I couldn't call her. She had her own problems and I had mine, and I would carry mine alone. I couldn't call Jack, he was an ïdiot.

But what if I called Dikachi?

Without thoughts, I grabbed my phone and called him.

"Hello?" He said after the third ring.

I heard Kamsi babble in the background and knew he was with his sister. "Dikachi, please I need your help."

"What is it?"

I looked at my husband's body. "I-I-"

"What is it Oma?!" He sounded concerned.

"Please just come to my house. It is my husband." I cried.

"What happened to him? What is wrong?"

"Just come!" I said and hung up.

That was done, it was time to wait.

I heard someone knock on the gate thirty minutes later and rushed outside. I heard Audu question someone and heard Dikachi's voice. "Audu let him in!"

The gateman turned. "Yes ma."

Dikachi entered, adjusted his glasses and walked to me. "Are you okay?"

I nodded and dragged him inside the house.

"What is going on? Why-" then he saw my husband's body, "-OH MY GOD! Oma! What happened to him?!"

I wrung my fingers in fear and burst into tears. "I-I-I-um-I poisoned him."

"What?! Why?!"

"Because I can't divorce him! It won't be easy! This is the only way out for me and you know it-"

"I don't know anything!" He yelled

"Shhhhh! Please don't let the gateman hear you. Please. I am confused, I don't know what to do. Dikachi please help me. I had to do this for us-"

"You didn't have to kill him!" He retorted through clenched teeth.

"Dikachi-"

"GOD!" He exclaimed angrily and sat on a chair.

I walked up to him and sat beside him. "Dikachi can't you see? Don't you understand? This is the only way. This man was a monster, look at my back and see all he had done to me. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to do this because I love you. Dikachi I love you very much and can't stay away from you anymore, please. Help me."

He turned to me with a frown and reluctantly drew me close. "It is okay, stop crying. Please."

Rather than stop, my cries increased and I buried my face on his chest. He held me closer and stroked my hair. "It is okay Oma. I am here for you. Just stop crying, please."

He lifted my face and kissed my lips in an attempt to console me. I held his face and took the kiss deeper, I had missed his lips.

Just then we heard someone clap and broke apart. I felt my skin go cold as I saw that my husband, who I had presumed was dead, was very much alive and pointed a gun at us. Dikachi stood up and he turned to point the gun at him. "Sit down."

I was mortified and dumbstruck. I could not do anything but gape as my heart pounded faster. What was going on?

I turned to look at Dikachi, I felt his fear. I was scared for my life but feared for him most. What had I gotten him I into?

"You," Seun turned to me. "Are you scared?"

I stared back.

"Are you scared?!" He yelled and moved closer.

"Yes! Yes!" I screamed.

"You should be. You would be stupïd not to be." He pointed at Dikachi. "So this is the bastärd you tried to kill me for? This is the four eyes slowpoke!-"

"Please-" I began.

"Shut up!" He snapped and slapped me with the gun.

Dikachi made to stand but he turned to him. "If you don't seat your ass down, I am going to burst you kneecaps."

Where he had struck me bled but he didn't care, he was furious. "God! I can't believe this. I can't believe this is happening! I know you are shocked about everything, or are you not?"

"I-I am." I stuttered.

He laughed. "You are really naive but not just that, you are equally as idiotic as hell. You felt the maids and gateman didn't notice your secret life? How you slept around with these little fools! Just how stupïd are you?!"

I trembled as he came closer.

He continued. "When Dami had called to tell me that I guy always picked you up from the gate, I doubted her-"

I choked on my breath. It was Damilola.

"-I didn't believe you could do anything like that. Then you slept out and she told me again. Remember that call? That morning? I knew you weren't home. I just wanted to confirm if Dami spoke the truth."

I looked away from him, down to my laps.

"Yes, I knew. And from then I told Dami to watch you like a hawk. Everything you did, where and when you got the poison, I knew. I knew it all! I had Dami throw out the poison and replaced it with sugared water. I had still doubted her you know. Until I came home and saw all the efforts you had put in to get me comfortable and guess how I had felt when I tasted sugar in the soup-"

"Seun-" I called his name for the first time but got struck on the face again with the gun. I tasted blood in my mouth.

"Don't you ever!" He said through clenched teeth. "Don't you ever call my name again. And don't try to act sorry because I know you are not. You are an evil bïtch and I don't see why I shouldn't shoot you right now between those lovely eyes of yours."

"Please Sir." Dikachi cut it. "Let's talk about this without-"

"And what the hell do you know? Huh? Because you slept with my wife you now feel you can talk to me?"

He punched Dikachi and he fell back, his glasses flew across the room. Seun pulled him by his collar and dragged him to his knees then pointed the gun to his head. "Look at the pathetic rat you chose over me Oma. Weak, spineless, blind...really what did he have to give that I don't have already?"

He struck Dikachi's face with the butt of the gun and watched with a smile as he fell to his face. He kicked him on the stomach again and again, and pressed his head to the ground with the sole of his shoe.

"You can do anything to me Seun but please, please I beg of you, leave him alone. Please don't hurt him." I cried.

Seun ignored me and pulled him up again. "You bastärd! You had the guts to sleep with my wife! Huh?! Answer me!"

Dikachi looked up at me, his eyes filled with pain and hurt. I wanted to reach out to him, to wipe his bloodied mouth, to hold his head to my chest, to protect him from Seun.

Without thoughts I quickly ran up and jumped on Seun as he made to hit him again. He lost his footing and we both fell to the ground, the gun fell from his hand. He grabbed my hair and I bit down on his arm. He yelled and punched me on the face and I blindly fell back.

Dikachi had gotten himself. He stood, struck my husband on the face and propelled a knee to his stomach twice. Seun doubled over and fell to the ground.

Dikachi left him and ran to me. He held my face and tried to wipe blood from my face. "Are you okay?"

I looked into his bloodied eyes, the way he stared at me, I knew his eyesight had been affected by the gun Seun had struck him. I touched his face. "I am sorry Dikachi."

"It's okay, come on, can you stand?"

I made to stand but saw Seun stand slowly to his feet. He pointed the gun to Dikachi. I gasped and tried to push him away. "Dikachi!-"

The gunshot deafened me. I watched with widened eyes as Dikachi froze, his eyes on my face. I made to touch him but he fell on me and I saw the red patch that slowly spread on his back. In pure horror I turned him over to see his face. I knew what happened but my mind refused to process it, to accept it.

He groaned in pain and held my hands. I drew him close and hugged him to my chest, tears flowed freely from my eyes. "No, no, no, please don't. Please Dikachi don't."

When his grip on my hand loosened, I felt as if my breath had left me. I was there but I was dead, a part of me had gone. He was gone.

I wanted to scream but couldn't, my emotions choked me and I felt an unimaginable pain.

There came the pictures again, a smiling Dikachi that danced in the kitchen, the crazy guy that had stuck his tongue out at me, the funny guy that had imitated bugs bunny perfectly. I thought of Kamsi, his sister, his friends....

I cried into him, my eyes sore and my body numb from the pain. I wanted to die.

Seun pulled me away from Dikachi's body and dragged me upstairs. I couldn't fight him, I was drained and numb to everything he did. I didn't care, the only one I had cared about had gone, it didn't matter anymore.

He pushed me into the room and locked me in.

I fell on my back and didn't move. I had no strength to. I wrapped my arms around me, folded into myself and cried.

I laid on his chest tiredly and smiled when he played with my hair. We both sweated from the sex we just had and knew we needed to bathe but none of us had the strength to go to the bathroom. Again he had made me climax more than once and I was truly satisfied.

"You know you should take birth control pills right?" He asked.

Though I did not know what these pills looked like, I nodded and made a mental note to ask Cassie later. "Yes, I do and will."

"Not that having a child with you is a bad idea-", he started jovially.

I laughed and imagined how it would feel to be pregnant for him and how we would be a great father, but a little voice in my head reminded me that I was married and as if God wanted to resound in my head, my phone rang. It was my husband.

I was torn and didn't know if I should ignore the call or pick it. I also knew that if I left Dikachi's side and maybe go to the bathroom to answer the call, he would be suspicious. I decided to ignore the call.

"Who was that?" He asked as I dropped the phone beside me.

"My friend." I lied and cuddled close to him.

He nodded and looked out the window. I looked at him, I didn't want anything to ruin the moment for us. Just as he placed his arm back on me, my phone rang again and I sighed. I knew it was my husband again. I ignored the call.

"You should talk to your friend," he said. "She could be worried about your whereabouts."

"I will talk to her later." I replied.

But then again it rang and he picked it up to give it to me. "Talk to her please."

With my heart in my mouth, I reluctantly answered the call. "Hello, good morning."

"Hey darling," Seun said sweetly. "Where have you been? I have been calling."

"I-I was at the bathroom." I lied and looked at Dikachi. His eyes were on the window.

"That is alright. Are you home? Can I talk to Esther?"

I gulped. "I-I-I - em - I am at Cassie's. I am not home."

"That is fine dear. I will call the home line then. Hope you are fine."

"Yes I am, thank you."

"I will talk to you later then. Take care. I love you."

I froze and looked at Dikachi. "Take care."

"Are you okay?" Seun asked in concern.

"Yeah, I am."

"But I said I love you and you said nothing."

I sighed and practically whispered. "I love you too."

"Okay love, bye."

Dikachi gently pushed me and sat up. He had a frown on his face and looked uneasy. "Who was that again?"

"My friend." I said softly.

"And your friend's name is Hubby?"

My eyes widened, I thought I had hid the phone screen properly.

"Yeah I am sorry," he continued. "I had seen it when I passed the phone to you. Is your friend's name hubby?"

Though I was scared, I feigned anger. "Why are you acting paranoid Dikachi? I don't see how the name of my friend concerns you."

He frowned. "Oma, are you married?"

I gasped and felt my heart go faster. I ignored him and made to leave the bed but he held my hand and drew me back to the bed. "Dikachi please leave me alone!"

His grip relaxed and he paled up. "Oma you are married! You are fücking married!"

"Yes I am-"

"FÜCK!" He snapped and went down from the bed.

"Dikachi I am sorry. I-"

"Oma you are married and you said nothing! You said nothing the first time we met, nothing on the second! You even let me sleep with you!"

"Please calm down-"

"Oh God!" He groaned. "How could I have been so stupïd?! What the hell is your problem?! You don't even wear your wedding band! God Oma! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Because I love you!" I screamed back, close to tears.

He stopped and glared at me. "But you are another man's wife!"

"I know! I know! But I don't love him, not as much as I love you. I was forced into the marriage Dikachi! It's not him I want, it's you. Just you!"

"God!" He punched his fist on the wall. "Oma I have feelings for you! For godsake I love you! I want so badly to make you mine, all mine! And all these while you were another's?!"

I buried my face in my hands and cried. I had not intended to hurt him, not like that. I knew it was crazy but I had fallen deeply for him and didn't want to lose him. I felt my world crumble.

He watched me for a while and finally spoke up. "I am sorry Oma, but I think you should go."

I looked up and bit my lip to hold back my tears from falling. "Dikachi please-"

"I am sorry Oma. I-I just need sometime to think. Please."

I stood and picked my phone and purse. He gave me my clothes and shoes, and I changed into them. He saw me off to the gate and flagged down a taxi.

"Dikachi-" I started again but he walked past me and opened the car.

I went into the car, my eyes glued to his face. I searched for hope in his eyes, for mercy but he refused to look at me, so I told the cab guy to go.

I had lost Dikachi even before I had him.

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"Cassie I want to ask my husband for a divorce."

She choked on her drink. "Are you CRAZY?!"

I shook my head. I had asked myself the same question over and over since the day I had left Dikachi's place, but didn't care for an answer. My feelings for my husband were gone and the only one I cared about was Dikachi. He had not called me after that day and I knew he was still angry. Not that I blamed him, any guy would have reacted the same way. I was tired of my husband, I couldn't tolerate him anymore, especially after I had tasted happiness with Dikachi.

"No, I am not."

"Then what is it? What is the matter with you?"

"Nothing Cassie. I just don't love him anymore-"

"And who cares about love?!" She retorted. "Do you know what you could lose?! How it would affect your life?! Are you under a spell?!"

I smiled. "No, I am not. I just can't take it anymore. I don't care about what I would lose, I just want my freedom!"

"You don't care about what you would lose because you have not lost it yet! Oma look around you, your car, your supermarket, your clothes, do you think you would still have these things if you leave your husband?!"

"But I don't care about all these things! I don't love him!"

She frowned. "Does this have to do with Dikachi?"

I closed my eyes. "No - it is about how I feel-"

"Have you slept with him?"

"Cassie I have! And I still want him! I can't control it anymore! I love him and don't want to lose it!"

She stared at me. "He found out you are married."

"Yes," I said sadly as tears sprang to my eyes. "Yes and doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. He said he loves me but can't do anything about it because I am married. Do you see Cassie? I will lose him if I stay here living this fake life. I can never be happy without him!"

"And you sincerely think your husband will readily sign the divorce papers? Do you even know how proud he is? He will never let it happen!"

I cried. "Then what else can I do? I can't take it anymore Cassie. I swear, I feel like I am dying day after day."

"You could kill him and inherit his money." She joked.

"What?!" I said with a frown.

"It was a joke!" She exclaimed and raised her hands.

"Please stop joking like this, not when I am like this. Please."

"No vex na!" She said with a laugh and slapped my knees. "Just calm down. Try and convince your boyfriend to wait a while till your husband grows old and die because I know Seun and he won't give you that divorce."

I sighed and drank from my glass. I could try, I thought.

Cassie's phone rand and she picked it. "Hello, Cassandra speaking."

I watched her as her face slowly crumbled in a worried frown. "Where is he?"

Another silence.

"Okay, I will pack up and meet you early tomorrow morning."

She hung up and sighed.

"What is it?" I asked in concern.

"My husband, they said he suffered a stroke." She replied softly.

"I am sorry dear."

"It is okay." She stood up. "I need to go pack up. The doctors are taking him out of the country again for further treatments and I am needed."

"When are you coming back?"

"Really," she said with a sigh. "Not anytime soon."

I stood up to hug her. "I will miss you Cassie."

She laughed. "I will miss you too. Let me go prepare."

I nodded. "Okay dear."

She walked to the door and turned to me. "Don't make any regrettable decision, okay"

I nodded with a sad smile

jagugu88li:
I keep my fingers crossed when reading any update because I know one of them will turn the tables for worst.

Your imagination, chai!...........

I wish I could say "Do not fear."

Please cross them well

veekid:
That was great and awesome mehn .....well explanatory.


you the bomb ma'am

Thank you dear

chayoski:
I've been following this story like no other... Twacy you really re a good writer, keep it up. Please not to discredit your write-up, the part you mentioned kamsi as dikachi's 'niece' you know watsup . Back to the swt stowy jawe dikachi is a Man!

Thank you dear, that was as a result of indecisiveness.

I am grateful.

Chapter Six

I couldn't tell Cassie what happened, how was I supposed to explain to her that Dikachi had turned me down? It didn't sound good at all, not something one would share.

He had called me the day after the embarrassing incident and still apologized but I had maintained that I was not angry and understood his reasons. To be honest, beneath the shame, I actually did understand him. He wanted to take it easy with me, he wanted a relationship....

I looked at myself in the mirror in nothing but my red lacy underwear and ran my hands from my stomach, down my hips to my ass, how could anyone turn this down? I still couldn't get that part. I raked my hair back and studied my face. I was beautiful, I had the right curves, I was sexy and funny even, what was wrong?

I hugged myself. What made me mad was that no matter how hard I wanted to stop thinking of him, I couldn't. I felt like a starved puppy, one that wants nothing from another but her master. His refusal intrigued me and made me yearn for him, I wanted no one else but him.

"...you make me crazy Oma and all I want to do is take you to my bed and make wild love to you till you are senseless with desire..."

I felt my body warm up as I remembered those words and smiled. Those words had kept me up at night as I had imagined lots of ways he could do it, how he would make me cry out in pleasure. I touched my lips and recalled how his felt, cold, soft....

"Argh!" I groaned in anger coupled with frustration and desperation, and stomped away from the mirror to fall into bed. What was wrong with me?!

I needed to a way let out the tension that had built up in me, I couldn't take the thoughts anymore. I reached for the dïldo under my bed and looked at it with disgust, no it wouldn't do. I wanted something warm and very much like Dikachi.

I reached for my phone and scrolled to his number. Should I call him or not? I thought. Should I call him and tell him how much I wanted him and ask him to come, probably text him a picture to let him know I was dead serious. I shook my head, no way. That would seem slütty and stupid. I sighed and scrolled down to see Jack's number. My finger hovered over the 'call icon' as I wondered if I should go back to the call boy. Would he take my mind off Dikachi?

I tapped on the icon and waited till he came online. "Hey missy!"

"Hey Jack. Are you home?"

I heard the television roar in the background. "Yeah, yeah I am. Wanna come over?"

"Yeah. See you soon."

"Aight mami!" He said with a chuckle and I hung up.

With a sigh I came down from the bed to get ready.

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My fingers dug into his shoulder as he fücked me against the wall, my back to him. He held my hands above my head with one hand and grabbed my waist with the other while his pushed into me roughly. I had always liked it rough with Jack, no foreplays, no emotions, just wild meaningless sex and he never disappointed. I cried as I felt him all the way to my stomach and arched towards the wall to hold myself.

"....make wild love to you till you are senseless with desire...."

And just like that, I lost my passion. The desire, the warmth, the arousal, everything! They all died in a swift, cold and sudden way that made me gasp in pain. I tried to press closer to Jack, to forget the voice in my head, to destroy the image in my head but it was useless.

Pictures of Dikachi filled my mind, the way he laughed, the way he adjusted his glasses, the way he played with his godson, the chocolate smear on his face, the way he held me when I said I was cold, the way his lips had felt on mine, the way he had held me close, his eyes....

"Stop." I said softly.

"Say it louder mami." Jack said in my hair as he pushed harder still.

"No! Stop!"

I tried to push him off me but his sickened mind thought it was all part of the sex play and pushed me back to the wall. "Easy there tigress," he said with a chuckle and smacked my ass.

I felt dirty, like a slüt. Tears rushed to my eyes as I roughly pushed away from him and watched as he fell.

"What the fück?!" He exclaimed in sudden shock and anger.

I eyed him, I hated him. I didn't know why but I hated him that instant and wished I could slap him. I quickly rushed to my clothes and purse, brought out money and threw it on him.

"What is this?!" He yelled. "What is wrong with you."

I didn't say anything, just wore my clothes and walked out of the room.

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I sat, feet buried in the sand, and watched the ocean fight with the wind. After I had left Jack's place, I knew I couldn't go home nor wanted to go to the supermarket, so I went to the beach. I knew I could think there and focus my mind on things that had nothing to do with sex. I turned to look at the kids that played football beside me, they looked really happy and contented. I wished I was like them, without worries.

I laid back on my elbow and closed my eyes. I didn't care that the hot sand had bruised me nor that the sun burned me. I just wanted to clear my head and relax.

I couldn't explain what had happened in Jack's room but I made up my mind never to go there anymore. Not that I hated him, it just didn't feel right anymore. Not with the thoughts of Dikachi in my head, tormenting and breaking every part of me.

My phone rang and I opened my eyes to reach for it. It was Cassie.

"Hello?"

"Oma! Are you okay?" She sounded worried.

I sat up. "Yes, yeah I am fine. Why?"

I heard her sigh. "I don't know. Jack just called me and said you stormed out of his house in tears. What happened?"

I closed my eyes. "Nothing Cassie."

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, no he didn't."

"So what is it?" She asked quite concerned. "What is your problem?"

"I don't know," I said weakly. "Really, I don't know."

She kept quiet for a while. "Does it have to do with Dikachi?"

I raked my hair backward with a sigh. "I don't know! Yes! Maybe. I - I am just confused!"

"How can a guy turn you up like this?! Can't you control yourself?"

"I can't!" I yelled. "I can't! I have tried but I can't. He - I don't know what he has done to me. I just can't help it anymore!"

"Have you slept with him?"

I rolled my eyes. "No."

"Why? I thought I told you to-"

"He doesn't want to!"

I guessed Cassie was shocked as I had been. "What do you mean he doesn't want to? Have you tried?"

"Yes. I tried and he said no. He said he wanted to take things slow and that he didn't want to push me - I mean, what does that even mean?!"

She kept quiet for a while. "Does he know that you are married?"

"I don't think so."

"You should tell him."

"I know, I know I should but that won't help matters for me. What if he goes away? What if he stops talking to me?"

"You are just sex starved Oma." She said matter of factly. "He is going to leave you either way because whether you like it or not, you are married. You can't do anything about it."

"But I want him." I whined.

"Then you fück him and stop acting like a lovestrucked bird. Send him a text and tell him you want him so bad you could die, and see if he would not respond."

I laughed. "That's extreme na."

"Extreme works sometimes." She said.

When she hung up, I thought about what she had said and decided that it was not a bad idea. I strolled over to him number and typed in a message that read, "I want you so badly..."

I thought of something else to add to it that didn't seem extreme like death. Yes I wanted to die but I wasn't that desperate. I stared at the message for a while and concluded that it was a bad idea, I didn't want to come off as a sex starved girl. So I decided to let the sëx part come at his own pace and made to delete the message when I mistakenly clicked on send.

"Oh shît!" I cursed and tried to stop it.

I looked for the cancel button but when I found none, I switched off my phone and prayed that it didn't deliver. After a while, I switched it back on and checked, it had delivered.

"Agh!" I angrily smacked my head with my palm. What have I done?! Now he would see me as a cheap girl! I thought.

I hissed and threw my phone in my purse only for me to hear a beep. I quickly brought the phone out to see that Dikachi had replied. I gasped and held my mouth.

"I want you too, can't stop thinking about you. I will pick you up this evening by 6. Be ready."

"Yesssss!" I exclaimed and rushed up. I had to go prepare!

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The evening was perfect this time, no rain, not even a dark cloud in sight. I smiled as he walked up to me with a smile and appraised my outfit, I had decided to go for an off-shouldered blue and white short ankara shirtdress and black pumps. "Looking beautiful as always."

"Thank you." I blushed and shivered up inside as he held my hand and led me to his car.

"So how was work?" I asked when he entered and started the car.

"Fine, operated on a girl today."

"Oh." I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the details, I didn't want anything to ruin my mood. "That's sad. But is she okay now?"

"Yeah, she was when I left her."

I nodded and toyed with my purse latch, I was restless. "That's good. A good job Doctor."

He laughed. "Na God."

He drove on till we got to his house and he parked in his compound. I waited for him to open the car door, which he did, and allowed him to take me in by hand into the house.

I noticed the lights in the house were dim and a slow song played from an unseen speaker. He did all these for me, I thought with increased heartbeats, he really wanted it to be special.

I watched him as he locked the door and took off his glasses, and before I could compliment on how lovely the house looked, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. It was different from all the rest. His lips were no longer cold but they were still soft and quite intoxicatingly sensual, I felt heady with want.

He pushed me on the door gently and buried his fingers in my hair as he took the kiss deeper and rendered me breathless. I wanted him, I didn't want any pre-intimacy, I had been wet for him even before he had come to my house. I just wanted to feel him in me, to feel his pulse within me. I pulled out his tucked in shirt and went under it to feel his skin, his back felt like silk. Then my hands moved to his belt and tried to unbuckle it but he stopped me and broke the kiss.

"Not yet." He whispered on my face. "Not now."

He kissed my face, my forehead, my eyelids and said, "I want to take time with you baby, okay?"

I nodded speechlessly.

He took my lips back into his mouth and continued the kiss which much more passion and unbridled desires. I couldn't get enough of the way he teased me with his tongue, the gentle way he bit my lips and when he whispered my name into my mouth, I felt the hairs on my skin rise.

His hands went to my dress buttons and opened them slowly to reveal what I had worn under. He smiled when he saw the black lacy undies. "You really came prepared. You look breathtaking."

I smiled and made to reply but gasped when his hand touched my stomach. He unbuckled my bra and cupped my breasts.

"Fits perfectly." He said as he ran his thumbs over my nïpples, his eyes intent on mine. I bit my lip to control the emotions that had built up in me and closed my eyes as he bent down to take a nïpple into his mouth. He was more of a biter, I noticed as his teeth gently teased the hardened tip and sent shivers down my spine. I threw my head back as he did same to the other breast and held his head close, I didn't want him to stop.

He laughed softly at my reaction and knelt before me to kiss my stomach, my navel and then placed a soft kiss on my core. I felt like a divine goddess adored by a loyal worshipper, he made me feel special. He stood back up, kissed me again and pushed his hands inside my panties. I held his arms for support as his fingers drove into me and stroked me gently. I cried into his mouth as he increased the pace and took them deeper. I couldn't take it anymore, I could kill at that moment to have him inside of me and didn't care about how special he wanted it to be for me. I tried to open his belt again but he held my hands and carried me off my feet, into his arms. He took me to the settee in the sitting room and laid me on it. I tired to sit up but he stopped me. "Lie down," he said. "Relax, we will get there soon."

Reluctantly, I laid back and closed my eyes as he slowly removed my panties and opened my legs. I shivered as his tongue teased my clït, slowly, wickedly and I tried to hold his head but he held my hands to my side and continued. He tormented me till I was restless and then he dived his tongue into me. I convulsed helplessly as his mouth sent me over the cliff and begged him to stop but he didn't, he stroked till I had another orgasm, stronger than the first.

"Dikachi please!" I cried and pulled him on me. "Please I want you right now."

He laughed and kissed me, his mouth tasted salty. He unbuttoned his shirt while I unbuckled his belt and finally his clothes came off. I sighed as he stretched on me, his lips on my neck, his warm skin on mine and his hardon between my thighs. The way he had touched and kissed me had made me wild and ecstatic, and I wanted him to feel the same, so I pushed him down and climbed on him instead.

He laughed. "You want to take over now?"

I hushed him, a finger to his lips and smiled. "It's your time."

I bent to kiss his face the same way he had kissed mine and bit his neck. I went down, slowly to his chest and teased his nïpples.

"Oma-" he groaned as I bit them softly.

I realized it had the same effect on him as mine did so bit them again and ran my tongue over them. He grabbed my thighs and growled excitedly, but then I was not done. I moved further down to his stomach, his navel, till I got to his shaft and felt him tense up.

That was the first time I had attempted to go down on a guy and I wanted it to be good for him as mine had been. He felt very hard in my hand and was big, not in a threatening way though. He was just perfect.

I licked the cap slowly and let my tongue play around it till I had him restless and uneasy. Then I took him in my mouth and gently pushed him deeper till I felt him in my throat.

"Oh God! Oma!" He groaned.

I moved slowly, like I had seen in the videos I had watched and sucked him passionately, my hand on his balls. He held my hair and pushed further into my mouth but I didn't stop, I wanted him to get to where I had gotten, to feel what I had felt. I increased my pace and tightened my mouth till I felt something liquid and warm push into my mouth sand almost choked. It was my first time and I felt queasy but the way he shook, the way he called out my name, I wanted him to have it all. I swallowed the salty liquid and tried to lick it off him but he sat up and drew me back to his body. "Don't please, it's enough."

I smiled and he kissed me again. He went back on top of me and pushed his fingers into me.

"I think we are there now." I said.

He chuckled. "You are naughty, you know that?"

As I made to reply, he pushed hard into me and I gasped. At long last! I thought as he moved in me. He started off gently but when I begged him to go harder, he did and before I knew it, I had another orgasm.

He moved on as I shook and it took my excitement a notch higher. I couldn't stop shaking! I loved the way he moved in me, the way his chest rubbed on mine and his hands - they made me crazy.

My stomach contracted in pleasure and my legs tingled but I didn't want him to stop, not when I felt still another orgasm build up. Few moments later, we climaxed together and laid on the floor, breathless and too weak to move. He drew me into his arms and kissed my forehead, I felt loved.

"That was great." He said as he toyed with my hair.

I chuckled. "It felt more than that."

"Yeah." He raised my face to look at my eyes. "I don't regret meeting you."

"Me neither." I replied and kissed his fingers.

He hugged me close, placed my head on his chest and muttered in my hair. "I am glad you are mine Oma."

I love him, I realized as his heartbeats lulled me to sleep.


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I woke up with a start and looked around. I was alone and was no longer on the sitting room floor. I pushed the blanket away from me and noticed that someone had worn me a tshirt and my panties, and my purse and phone had been kept on the table beside the bed. The room was bright, I realized and quickly reached for my phone to check the time.

It was 8am.

I had slept over at his place, I thought in panic and checked for missed calls, there were none. I wondered if the maids had noticed that I had slept out and if they would tell my husband. I knew Dami would. I decided to use the excuse that I had slept over at Cassie's, if the need be. I knew Cassie would stand by me.

That done, I wondered where Dikachi had gone to. I came down from the bed and walked to the door. When I stepped out of the room, I smelled something nice and followed the aroma till I got to the kitchen.

There he was.

He had his back to me and had headphones on. He was oblivious to my presence so I decided to watch him. He danced and sang as he scooped fried eggs in a plate and placed it in a tray, he looked quite funny in his boxers.

"....oya talk to me oh mama!..." He sang as he reached for the fridge and brought out bread which he kept on the tray too. He turned to take the ceramic jug and saw me. He startled and smiled. He had his glasses back on and looked geeky and cute. "Hey baby!"

I walked to him with a smile. "Good morning."

He removed the headphones, drew me close and kissed me. "Good morning darling. Do you know how young and beautiful you look without your makeup on?"

I chuckled, still dazed by the kiss. "Yes I do, thank you. You look busy."

"Yeah." He said but didn't let me go. "Preparing breakfast."

"I noticed." I said and turned my back to him. "I also noticed that you don't know how to prepare anything asides eggs."

He laughed. "Ouch! That was low! I like eggs joor and that is all there is to it."

"Really?" I replied playfully. "Say God!"

"Yeye girl." He said and tickled me.

I ran away from him and stuck out a tongue.

"See you," he said jokingly. "You have strength now. Just last night you were all like - ah! Baby! Yes!-"

I gasped and threw him a spoon but he dodged it and stuck out his tongue. I moved close to hit him but he held my hands and drew me closer for a kiss, deeper than the first. I was turned on immediately and so was he.

"We should go back to the room." I whispered on his lips.

"We should." He agreed and bent to scoop me in his arms.

I giggled. "Hope there is nothing else on fire!"

He smiled. "Asides us, I don't think so."

misspatsy:
It would be so greedy of me if I continue swallowing up dis great piece without commending u Twaci
The way u put this is hmmm.......more power to ur brain dear

Thank you dear.

lordvictor:
Please come back with an update ASAP biko I can't wait

Good morning

"What is the matter?"

I looked up from my phone to see that Cassie had stopped painting. She stared at me with concern, her painting brush in the air. I dropped my phone on my lap and smiled. "Yes, why?"

"Well I don't know." She turned back to the canvas and dabbed the brush on it. "You look distracted, worried and you have said nothing about last night. You keep checking your phone too. What's up?"

I pushed my hair behind my ear as some had entered my eyes. "I am fine."

"Sure?"

"Yes." I checked my phone again.

She sighed. "So, how's the party last night?"

"It was fun." I said as I remembered all that had happened. "I had a great time."

"And the celebrant?"

"He was nice, charming even." I tapped my phone, no calls, no messages, nothing. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.

I knew it was stupid of me but I couldn't get Dikachi out of my mind. The previous night had been lovely and I loved how I had felt with him. He had said he would call, it was past 10am and I still had not heard from him. I didn't want to call either, I knew it would make me look desperate and clingy and how he saw me mattered to me. I turned back to see that Cassie stared at me with questioning eyes. "What is it Cassie?"

"There is something you are not telling me." She replied. "Did something happen yesterday? Or are you expecting someone?"

I laughed. "There is nothing!-"

"Are you now keeping things from me?" She asked with an arched brow.

I smiled. I really didn't know how to explain to Cassie how I felt. There's no way she would understand me if I didn't understand myself, I thought. I really didn't know why the thought of Dikachi made me uneasy, I mean, we had just met and I knew nothing about him. Yes we had danced and acted like silly kids at the party, but that didn't define the emotions I felt, the way my stomach reacted to his presence. My phone beeped all of a sudden and I quickly reached for it. With an angry hiss, I dropped it back on my laps, it was a text from my service provider.

"Oma-" Cassie began impatiently.

"Okay - okay." I said with raised hands. "I - I really don't know how to put it."

"Put it anyway you can, if you want to paint it out, please by all means. Just get out whatever it is that is eating you up!"

I sighed. "Okay, yesterday was kind of crazy."

She frowned. "How crazy?"

"No!" I exclaimed. "We didn't do anything! I - we just had fun and I like the way we related. We - he was very nice to me and I felt different! Very different."

"You do realize you ain't making sense, right? You are talking about the celebrant, Kachi right?"

"Dikachi," I corrected and continued. "Yes, he is the one I am talking about."

"And you like him?"

I sighed in confusion. "I don't know! I really don't know Cassie! He makes me feel different, free - and I know this is wrong because on one hand I have my husband to worry about, on the other hand I have Jack, on still another hand I am married and he doesn't know, on yet another hand-"

"Honey if you had anymore hands, you would be an octopus." She said frankly and I laughed. "Look, from what I am able to get from these things you have been blabbing, you like this Dikachi guy or you are confused about your feelings for him, right?"

"Yeah."

She sighed. "You do really have a knack of getting yourself into trouble, you know that? Your husband almost caught you with Jack and here you are falling for another guy, you really can't control your emotions, can you?"

I shook my head slowly. "Really Cassie, I don't know what is wrong with me. I can't stop thinking about him."

She observed me for a while and sighed again. "Okay. This is what I'll say, go ahead and fück him, that would probably get him out of your systems. The same thing happened to your relationship with Jack. Just sleep with him and get it over with."

I frowned in thought. She was probably right, I thought. If I could get him to sleep with me, I could get over the crazy feelings and would be able to move on with my life. I nodded, it was a good idea.

My phone rang and I checked the caller id, it was Dikachi. I smiled at Cassie and picked the call. "Hello."

"Hey, hi. Good morning." He sounded quite relaxed and his voice was really sexy.

I resisted the urge to lean into my phone. "Good morning. How was your night?"

"It was fine." He replied. "Trust you had a good night too."

"Yeah, I did."

He chuckled. "Well - I didn't know you would be up by this time. Thought you would still be asleep considering how crazy the party had been. Don't you have hangovers?"

I had not felt a thing when I woke up that morning, rather I had felt more alive and quite impatient to start the day. "No, not really."

"That's good. Anyways I just wanted to check up on you, you know I had said that I would call this morning and I didn't want to disappoint."

"Thank you. You are very nice."

"Haha! Thank you very much. Do have a beautiful day ahead."

"You too. Thanks."

When he hung up, I smiled and stared at my phone.

"Let me guess," Cassie looked up from the canvas again. "Dikachi."

"Yeah, he called to check up on me." I said and returned the phone to my lap. "He had said he would call this morning."

"Ha! That's why you have been checking your phone." She laughed. "Seems he is a nice guy, but then these guys can do anything to get into your pants."

I laughed. "That's the thing, he didn't even try anything yesterday, not even a kiss. He's a gentleman."

She waved her brush at me. "Don't jump to conclusions just yet. These guys can be quite deceiving. Just be careful."

"I will." I said with a nod. I stood and walked over to her to see how far she had gone in her painting. "Wow, it is beautiful."

The picture was half done but I could see the pencil sketches and from how far she had gone, I made out a girl on a guy, his hands on her waist. My mind quickly went to Jack and I sighed, too bad it didn't end well between us.

"Thank you." She said and stared at the painting for a while. "Oma, I - I might be leaving soon."

With a frown I looked at her. "Leaving? To where?"

With a sigh she kept her brush on the paint board and raked her hair backward. "It's my husband, he is getting worse. I need to follow him out of the country to look after him."

"Oh." I gasped and held her shoulder. "I am so sorry, didn't know it had gotten worse."

"Don't be sorry girl." She said with a sad smile. "I know he is going to die soon and I am prepared for it. I - I just don't know, it's just going to feel different without him and I feel I have not really had time for him. I feel I should be with him during his last days to make them special for him."

I nodded. "True. That's good of you."

She smiled weakly and placed her hand on mine. "Thanks hon. I am really going to miss you."

"Don't start that yet!" I chided sadly. "You are still here na, it's not like you are leaving tomorrow."

"Yeah." She agreed with a laugh and sighed. "I had better go back to my painting, I have to finish it before the weekend."

"Okay dear." I moved back to the window. There was Cassie at her weakest and I felt bad for her, she hardly spoke about her husband but I knew she liked him, regardless of the fact that he was quite older than she was. I thought about my husband, would I feel like that when his time came?

How would I? I asked myself with a sad smile. How would I when I no longer had feelings for him?


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I met Dikachi at the supermarket again. It was weird for me as he didn't come alone, he held a little boy and walked alongside a lady. They looked really happy together and made the perfect picture of a great family.

"Wow! Oma! This is really becoming something else! This is the third time yeah?!"

I laughed. "Why yes! Wow!" I turned to the lady who stared at me with interest. "Hello, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon." She replied with a smile.

"Pardon my manners dear," he said and turned to the lady. "This is my sister, Precious, and this is my godson, Kamsi."

I smiled at his sister and touched the little boy's cheeks. "Hello handsome! I have heard a lot about you!"

The child smiled at me and tried to touch my cheeks too. I laughed and carried him, he was quite heavy. He touched my face and tried to play with my earrings.

"Be careful." His mother warned with a laugh. "He will pull the earrings hard."

True to her word, he grabbed them and tried to pull them but his uncle pried his little fingers open and he tried to struggle.

"Kamsi!" Precious called and took him from my arms. She apologized to me and took him away to the ice cream section.

"I am so sorry," Dikachi said. "Hope he didn't injure you."

I rubbed my ear with a smile. "No, I am fine."

"Thank God. Kamsi can be very stubborn sometimes-"

"Like his uncle?"

He laughed, I loved the sound of his laughter. "How can you say that I am stubborn? You barely know me."

"Oh no! Remember how you dragged me to the dance floor that night even though I said no?" I joked.

"Oh that!" He exclaimed and laughed harder. "That wasn't stubbornness na! I just wanted you to have fun!"

"And I did. Thank you."

"You are welcome." He replied and asked. "What are you here to get this time?"

"Ice cream." I lied

"Let's go then, my sister went to get some for Kamsi too."

We walked towards the section.

"You know," he began. "I really enjoy your company. You are fun to be with."

"So are you. You make me laugh and I like it." I confessed involuntarily.

"Really?" He looked surprised.

"Yes."

"Now that's something to be happy about. We should hang out more, get to know each other-"

"Yeah we should." I agreed.

He stopped and looked at me. "How about I cook dinner tomorrow night. Nothing big, just a simple dinner."

My heart skipped. It was really cute, what he did. That was the first time any guy had ever offered to cook for me and it was far romantic than the restaurant dinner dates I had watched in movies. I didn't even think about the proposal. "That would be lovely. Hope you are a good cook."

He laughed when he realized I had agreed to it. "Wait till tomorrow, but promise you won't laugh at me if its not good enough."

I crossed my heart. "Promise."

We walked on till we met his sister and Kamsi who had smeared chocolate ice cream all over his shirt.

He joined them and I picked out a strawberry flavored ice cream. I looked at him as he carried the little boy not minding the mess on his shirt. He blabbed something to the boy and laughed when the boy tried to imitate him, Precious laughed too.

"I should go." I muttered. They made me jealous and I wanted to move away from them.

He looked at me, there was a chocolate smear on his cheek. "Now? Won't you wait for us? We are almost done."

I shook my head. "I am sorry, I need to catch up with someone by-" I checked my time. "-2. And it's five minutes to 2. We will talk later okay?"

He nodded. "Okay then."

I said my goodbyes to Precious and her child and walked away. I didn't know why my heart ached and why I was jealous of them. I wasn't ready for a child, I knew, but the way he played with his nephew.....

I turned to look at them and caught his stare. He smiled and I smiled back.

What has he done to me?

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The date night came and the weather seemed quite cold. It threatened to rain but still, he came as he said he would and picked me from my gate. He commented on how beautiful I looked as he led me to the car and I felt special. I had worn a simple short black gown with long sleeves and gold sandals, and had complimented the look with a light make up and my hair down.

"Thank you." I replied with a smile as he held the door open to let me into the car.

The rain started on the way but still, we got to his house in twenty minutes and had to run into the house without cover as he had no umbrella in his car. By the time we got in, we were soaked to the skin and shivered in cold.

"Wait here." He said as we entered his sitting room and wiped his glasses with his shirt. "Let me get something for you to change into, you are soaked. Or would you rather follow me to my room to change?"

"I will go with you." I replied as my teeth chattered lightly. I really needed to get out of my dress and into warm clothes, but didn't want to wait there.

"Okay, let's go."

He led the way, up the stairs, then to his room and asked me to wait whilst he found something comfortable for me to wear. I looked around the room and admitted that though mine was bigger, it was well decorated and organized had a simple sophistication that reflected its owner. I studied his back as he searched through his clothes, he really looked good.

He turned, handed some clothes to me and left the room to let me change. Ten minutes later, I had changed out of my soaked clothes and was in his clothes. They looked quite big and I felt ridiculous in them but i didn't care. It didn't matter. I went to the bathroom to wash my makeup off completely and went downstairs to meet him.

I met him at the dining table, he has changed and his glasses looked dried. He was trying to set it up the table and smiled when he saw me, "Wow! I'd never thought that my clothes would look so good on someone else. You look cute."

"Thank you." I said shyly.

"You are welcome. Please come sit, dinner is ready."

I sat in the chair he had pulled out for me and watched him serve the dish - it was boiled yam and egg sauce. He served some for himself and sat down.

"Please don't laugh." He said when I picked up my fork. "Don't choke too. I can't handle any of those situations."

I smiled. "Should I be scared? Is this the first time you are cooking?"

"Not really," he replied. "It is the first time I have cooked for a girl. It's either I cook for myself or my family and I can't complain about my cooking neither can my family."

"Hmm, okay. I won't laugh nor choke. If it is not delicious, I will let you know with a tap on the table, how about that?"

He laughed. "Okay, that's fair."

I ate a little and smiled. It was good, he really tried. But then to mock him, I tapped on the table and he laughed.

"You can't be serious!" He said. "I saw the smile on your face, the food can't be bad and there would be a smile on your face!"

I laughed. "Okay, okay, you got me. It's delicious, I like it."

"Sure you ain't just trying to be nice?"

"I am sure! Really, if it was bad I would have said so. It's delicious."

With a smile he ate and watched me as I did same. We ate for a while and when I had had enough, I dropped my fork to pick up the glass of wine he had served alongside the food. "How is Kamsi and his mum?"

"They are fine." He replied and reached for his wine.

I nodded and took a sip from the glass I held. "So, what do you do?"

"I am a surgeon, I work in the national hospital. I want to build my hospital soon though and is working towards realizing that goal."

"That is good." I said. "Good luck on your endeavors."

"Thank you. And you? What do you do?"

"I-I am working towards owning a - um - business of my own." I knew that sounded ridiculous.

He nodded. "Okay, what type of business are you thinking of going into?"

"A-um-baking. A bakery."

"Oh! You know how to bake! That's nice. You could teach me someday."

"Sure." I replied with a smile.

He suggested we left the table and so we did. He led me to his sitting room and we sat side by side on a settee. Then we talked about anything and everything which ranged from food to sports and then movies. I noticed how free I was with him, unlike how uptight my husband made me feel, and loved it. There I was with a guy, in his clothes, drinking wine and talking about cartoons and I felt my life couldn't get any better. That was what I had always wanted, a guy that I could freely relate to and that would understand me. One that would laugh at my jokes and tell me how cute I was, even when I looked ridiculous. That was it, he was that perfect guy.

I shook those thoughts from my head. I was married and was not supposed to think of such things, I told myself. It could be I liked him just because I wanted to have sex with him and would probably feel differently after everything. I looked at him as he imitated the Bugs Bunny character and smiled, how can I get over this?

I remembered what Cassie had said and realized that I had to take matters into my hands if I wanted us to end up in bed since he was rather concerned with making me laugh. I kept the wine on the glass stool beside me and sat closer.

"Are you okay?" He asked with a slight frown.

"I am cold." I lied and snuggled closer.

He looked tensed but he held me close to his side. We looked like the perfect couple. "Are you better now?"

I nodded.

"Would you like a cup of warm cocoa?"

I shook my head. I wanted him.

He stayed quiet for a while and I listened to the reverberations of his heartbeat. I placed my hand on his chest and pretended that I checked for his heartbeat. I felt his heart go faster and smiled.

He stared at me. "Are you warm now?"

"Yeah." I replied as I slowly ran my hands up and down his body in a playful manner.

I decided to go further and moved my hands to his neck, face and touched his lips, he smiled. I took his silence as a go-ahead and sat up to cross my legs round him. I felt his erection on my ass and decided to go further still. I took off his glasses and kept them beside my cup. He had beautiful black orbs as eyes and looked different without his glasses.

"Oma-" he started and I placed a finger on his lips.

I bent to kiss his neck gently and ran my tongue to his ears. His erection had gone harder and I knew I was on the right path. I toyed with his earlobes and slowly went to his lips. They were cold but soft and were sweet from the wine he had drank. I held his face and took the kiss deeper as I felt his hands go round my back. He drew me close till I felt my breasts tightly pressed on his chest and felt my body respond warmly. The way his tongue moved with mine, the way his hands stroked down my back, the way he groaned when I moved on him...I loved them all and wanted more. I wanted everything he could offer.

I tore at my shirt, my lips still on his, I couldn't wait to be naked in his arms. But then he broke free and held my hands, he looked flushed with desire and I knew I looked wild.

"What?" I whispered with a frown.

He shook his head. "I-I am sorry Oma."

What was wrong with him?!

"I swear you make me crazy Oma and all I want to do is take you to my bed and make wild love to you till you are senseless with desire," he continued. "But not like this. It's far too early and I don't want to push you into anything-"

"But you are not pushing me! I want this too!" I cried softly.

He kissed my head. "I want this to be special for you Oma, let's not rush ahead of yourselves."

I sat there in his laps, speechless. Here was a guy I had offered my body to and he said no. I understood all he has said but was quite embarrassed, so I stood and buttoned the shirt back up.

"Oma-" he began and stood up.

I shook my head. "It's okay. Really."

"Sure?"

I nodded. "Yes. I am ready to go home."

He sighed and looked at me for a while. "Okay, let me go get your clothes."

I watched him as he went upstairs and clenched my teeth in frustration.

What kind of a guy was he?!

bibijay123:
you are welcome dearie......kudos for the good job.

Thanks a lot

jagugu88li:
I started early this morning and I'm here now. I don't think I will hear a thing in church today.......and whose to blame if not the author here.

Thanks bibi for sharing even if I took it up way late.

Kudos Twaci! Kudos Ma'am!

Thanks a lot dear. Have a good day ahead.

hatchetman:
kai twaci o..dis girl u r jus 2mush..us story is awesom..dat imagination of urs is amazing beyond explanation..thumbs up and more sability to u

Thanks dear. Happy Sunday!

Seun traveled again and I was in complete control of my life once more. I didn't enjoy that freedom though as there was nothing that excited me anymore, not Jack, not the pòrns, the thought of sex seemed tiring. Cassie called it a phase, she said I had dived in fully in the world of sex and my body was numb from the impact it made...whatever that meant, I didn't know.

The supermarket seemed to be the only thing that kept my mind busy and I let myself drown in the work. There was nothing else to do.

One afternoon I saw a familiar face, It was Dikachi. He smiled when he recognized me and walked up to me. I felt it was rather convenient that I was at the counter and not on my seat, that way he would believe that I was done shopping, I thought.

"Hey you! Oma right?"

"Yes, hello. You are back."

He laughed. "Well so are you. We must really like this place."

I laughed. I liked the way he made me laugh. "Yeah, we really do. Back for more diapers?"

"Ha! Say wetin happen? Na so I like diaper reach?" He joked. "I actually came to get some stuffs. Today is my birthday."

"Ahhh!" I screamed and hugged him. I had no idea why I did it but it felt nice. I broke off awkwardly. "Happy birthday."

He looked really nervous. "I-well thank you. Thank you very much."

"You are welcome."

"You know, there's going to be a party. Not something too big, just my friends and I drinking and dancing, might be messy. But I would like you to come."

I didn't even think about it, I needed fun and just got a window. "Wow! That would be nice!"

"So you will come?"

"Of course! I mean it's your birthday and all your wants should be carried out, right?" I asked jokingly.

"Oh-I don't know," he gushed and adjusted his glasses nervously. "Thank you very much. I didn't think you would say yes, being a stranger and all. I appreciate it, thank you."

"You keep saying thank you, you really should summarize it you know."

He laughed. "You are very funny. One would think you are those stuck up girls that rarely talk back when spoken to. I like you."

I liked the way he made me feel. "Thank you. Now can we move along? We are holding up the line."

He agreed, paid for the things he had taken and I saw him off to his car. He offered me a ride home but I refused it with the excuse that I waited for someone. We exchanged numbers and he promised to text the party venue to me.

Evening came and Cassie was more than happy to help me dress up. She had picked a black jumpsuit paired with a jean jacket and black knee high boots to go with it and had styled my hair in a beautiful ponytail. The makeup made my eyes smoky and daring...I looked like a rebellious teenager. I loved it.

"So, this friend of yours, do you think he likes you?" She asked as she picked out silver earrings from my jewelry box.

I stared at myself in the mirror and thought about what she had asked. I really didn't think so, Dikachi was just being nice, I concluded. "I don't know. I don't think so."

She eyed me curiously. "This one you are sounding like this, do you like him?"

"No! No I don't." I replied with a short laugh. "He is not really my type, he's not that built and though he is handsome-"

"I didn't ask if he was your type." Cassie said with a smile. "Just take it easy sha and be careful. Don't do anything you will regret."

"Of course! That day my husband almost caught me taught me a lesson biko! I can't have repeat of that." I explained.

She nodded and passed the earrings to me. "That reminds me, Jack asked about you, said you stopped going there. I told him what had happened that day and he sent his love."

I wore the earrings, frankly Jack was the last thing on my mind. "Thanks. I will call him later."

My phone beeped and I checked to see that Dikachi had sent the venue, it was a hotel. I jumped up and picked my purse, I turned to Cassie. "How do I look?"

"Like a baby Rihanna." She said with a smile.

I got to the venue in thirty minutes and called him. He came out of hotel and smiled when he saw me. He really looked good I thought as he came closer, the grey shirt and blue jeans he wore gave him a careless yet sexy look and his glasses added to the allure.

"Hey you! I am glad you made it! You look smashing!" He said as he hugged me.

He smelt nice, I thought. "Thank you! You don't look bad either."

"Awwww come on! You shouldn't make my head swell. Let's go in and meet the others."

He took me inside and led me to the bar to meet his friends. There were three of them and they all came with a partner. There was the lanky Lekan and his white girlfriend Allen, the crazy Jeffrey and his equally crazy girl, Chika, who couldn't stop dancing on his laps and the sharp tongued Claire and her dark and sexy boyfriend, Tom. I noticed Dikachi had come alone and I wondered if it had to do with me. They were all together a fun and noisy group and I had no regrets being with them.

"So," Lekan began as I drank a bottle of Smirnoff. "When this yeye Dika told me he invited a friend, I didn't know that you would turn out to be this pretty. Hope you will be the one to tie him down."

I laughed.

"Really Lekan stop na!" Dikachi said. "You are embarrassing her. It's not as if we are dating or anything, we just met."

"Then you better act quick before boys go chance you!" Tom cut in. "Because as I dey see Lekan eyes so-"

We all laughed.

"Abeg abeg! No dey use style talk wetin dey your mind." Lekan replied. "Abi you dey fear say Claire go leave you?"

"Eh eh!" Claire raised her hand. "No just call my name there."

"See this ehoro," he joked. "With big teeth like something wey I no know. See Tom if know wetin good for you better go find fine person marry. Unless you want make your children carry teeth like hoe-"

Allen smacked her boyfriend's lap. "It's okay na."

"Thank you jaare Allen. This your boyfriend dey find person wey go kill am." Claire said and showed Lekan a clenched fist.

"So you feel say if they put you and Lekan for ring say make una fight, you go beat am abi?" Jeffrey asked with a chuckle.

"No mind the rabbit teeth na." Lekan said and took another gulp of his drink.

I watched as they threw playful banters at each other and laughed when funny statements were made. I took another gulp from my bottle and concluded that the night was a good one. I turned to look at the celebrant who had stayed silent and watched too. I caught him staring at me with a smile, it was funny but I felt something flutter in my stomach and I looked away.

After a while, Chika led her boyfriend to the middle of the bar and danced with him. She was a very good dancer, I thought as she whined and twerked on him. In no time the other couples went to join them and I was left with Dikachi.

"Sorry about my friends," he started. "They are crazy."

I smiled. "Crazy is good, it is not boring."

"True." He agreed. "Hope you are enjoying yourself though."

"Yeah, I am. Thank you."

He nodded and turned to watch the dancers for a while. "You know, I am not much of a dancer, but I think it's rude of me to leave my friends out there dancing when it's my day."

"Yeah it is. Too bad I am not much of a dancer too."

He laughed. "You don't look like it. You look like one that would tear down the dance floor if given the chance."

"Haha! Very funny. You are not serious."

"Really?" He asked, dropped his bottle and stood. "Prove me wrong."

"How can I prove you wrong in-" I stopped when he pulled me up. "Oh no, wait please. I can't dance."

"Neither can I." He said. "But we will learn, together, tonight."

I laughed. He really meant it because he dragged me to the dance floor and held me. It was funny to me, I was tipsy and shy and there I was, stuck with a guy I rarely knew but liked. What was wrong with me?

We danced ridiculously and was laughed at by the others but we didn't care. Nothing mattered to us. It was a beautiful feeling.

Two hours later and we were in his car, in front of my gate, laughing like kids. We made jokes about everything that had happened in the party and laughed over how crazy everything had been.

"I can't believe I actually danced. I have never been to a party like this in my entire life!" I exclaimed.

"I guess there is a first time for everything." He said. "But you did good, I'll give you that."

I smiled tiredly. "Thank you. I should go in."

"Yeah, you should."

He looked at me for a while and I felt something pass between us. It was electrifying and made me breathless. I wanted to kiss him but wanted him to initiate it. I didn't want to look cheap.

But he didn't. He came down from the car, helped me out of my seat and led me to the gate. I looked at him confused and wondered why he had not made a move. He knocked on the gate and Audu answered.

"Who be that?!"

"Audu." I called out. "It's me."

"Oh! Madam!" He quickly opened the gate.

Dikachi smiled at me. "This is where I'll say good night."

"Oh." I said. There was no kiss. "O-okay, good night."

"I will call you tomorrow."

I nodded and watched him as he walked back to the car and drove off.

I frowned. Why didn't he kiss me?

"What? Are you serious?!"

I laughed at Cassie's shocked face. "Yes, I am."

"And he - oh my God!" She laughed very hard with her hand on her stomach quite oblivious of the stares she got from the people around. "He whipped her real good?!"

"I definitely hope so." I replied with a mischievous smile.

"Damn this is hilarious! I can't stop laughing! See what I told you about those maids? They are just devilish creatures and can't be trusted. Glad it turned out this way for her. Has she said anything to you since it happened?"

I shook my head. "Nope. She has been avoiding me. And I think it's for the best."

"You know," she began as she regained her composure. "I think you should fire her before she tries something else."

I thought about it. "Nah! I don't think so. Firing her would be letting her off easily. I would rather she stay and always be in fear of what I would do to her. You know that feeling of guilt and fear of retaliation?"

Cassie smiled. "Sometimes I wonder how you got this evil. It's alarming!"

With a chuckle I crossed my legs and reached for my phone. "It's not being evil, I don't see why I should let her go when she can stay and suffer for her actions."

"Serves her right." She muttered with a smile, picked up her bag and brought out a list of groceries she wanted.

I called out to one of the sales girl and handed it over to her. "Get this ready immediately."

The girl nodded and walked away.

"Would you like something to drink?" I asked Cassie.

"Yes please, this laugh has got me dehydrated. Can I get a can of Pepsi please?"

I nodded and turned to call another of the sales girls but realized that it was just the cashier that was there, the other girls had gone to help the customers in the shop.

"Let me get it for you." I said to her and stood up.

"Sure, don't be long."

I smiled at her and walked between the aisles of stocked goods to get to the drinks section which was at the far corner of the supermarket. When I opened the fridge, I noticed a guy in glasses few steps away from me, his eyes glued to the rows of baby diapers before him. It was quite rare to see a guy in the baby section, I thought with a smile and reached for a can of Pepsi, most guys would prefer their wives did the shopping instead. I looked up and saw that he still stared at them, he looked quite confused. I closed the fridge and walked closer to him. "Excuse me?"

He turned and gave me an awkward smile. "H-hi. Hello."

I noticed he was nervous. Did I make him nervous? "Hi, good afternoon. Is there a problem? You have been staring at those diapers for a while now."

He adjusted his glasses and looked at the diapers again. "Sorry, I just - I am confused."

"Okay?"

"My sister asked me to get diapers for her little boy but she didn't say which size she wanted. I don't know if it is the mini she wants, the midi or the maxi. And I don't really have a clue as to where to start from."

I noted that it was his sister's child he got the diapers for, not his. That meant he wasn't married and also meant he was a sweet but confused uncle. I smiled. "Have you called her to ask?"

He sighed. "That's the problem, her phone is switched off and I really can't drive all the way back."

I nodded in agreement. "Ok, let's see how we can do this. How old is this boy?"

He thought for a while. "He should be a year and six months I think."

"Is he chubby?"

"Yeah, yeah he is," he replied with a faraway smile. It seemed he imagined the picture of the baby. "He is very chubby and stubborn too."

"Looks like you are very fond of your nephew." I said with a smile, he smiled back.

"Yes, he is my godson." He quickly brought out his phone and showed me the child on his wallpaper. "Here he is. Looks just like my sister!"

"Awwww! He is cute!" The child really looked good. "What is his name?"

"Kamsi." He said and returned the phone to his pocket. "So, is there a way you can help me?"

I really knew nothing about kids since I had none and no younger ones. But I felt I should try so I walked closer to the diapers and picked one. I turned it this way and that and found something that helped, there were age precisions on the pack. I looked for the one made for a one year and few months old child, found it and gave it to him. "Here."

He took it from me. "Oh! It was the midi after all. You know I had guessed it was the right one but I wasn't just sure of it. Thank you very much."

"You are welcome." I said with a smile.

He took six more packs from the rack and dropped them in the shopping basket he held. "Really I don't know what I would have done if you were not here. Would have picked two packs from each of the sizes."

That made me laugh. He really looked cute as he tried to explain himself and I couldn't help but like him. He was quite handsome, though not the daredevilish type like my husband, and was slightly built. I watched him as he checked what he had in his basket and smiled at me, he had a beautiful smile.

"I think I am done. Thank you for your help." He said.

"You are welcome." I repeated.

"Do you shop here quite often?"

I frowned and realized that he thought I was a customer too. I decided not to correct him, there was no harm if he saw me as normal girl. "Yeah, I do."

"That means we might be running into each other once a while."

"Yeah." I agreed.

"I am Dikachi."

"I am Oma."

He held out a hand and I shook it. "It's a pleasure meeting you."

"Yes, indeed."

He smiled again and walked past me towards the counter. I watched him till he disappeared between the aisles and realized that the drink I held had lost its chill. I turned back to the fridge to change it when I heard Cassie's voice.

"What the hell Oma? I thought you had frozen in the fridge or something!"

I laughed as I got out another can and passed it to her. "Sorry I was attending to a customer."

She nodded. "Hmmm, okay. My stuffs are ready and I need to go. We will see at home yeah?"

"Okay." I hugged her and followed her out.



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I rolled off him breathlessly and fell on the bed. He smiled and smacked my ass, I smiled back and closed my eyes.

"How was it? Did you enjoy it?"

No, I thought. "Yes."

"Nice. You were kinda cold though but I am glad I pulled it off. You know it's always my pleasure."

I opened my eyes to look at him. Yes I had liked him, yes I had thought he was fun but Jack no longer meant anything to me. I felt it was all about the money and no emotions, the sex felt stale.

He threw his arm around me. "Are you okay?"

With a nod, I removed his hand, sat up and reached for my purse. I wanted to pay him and leave, there was nothing else to be done and I didn't want to delay his 'business'. I tapped on my phone's home button and saw I had ten missed calls from my husband. My heart jumped and i quickly came down from the bed to find my clothes. Why did he call? I thought in panic as I wore my undies.

Jack sat up and looked at me in confusion. "What is it?"

"My husband." I muttered and drew up my skirt. As I reached for my top, my phone rang again. It was my husband.

I didn't know what to do, should I pick it or not? I thought. I could lie and say I was busy in the shop and didn't know when my phone rang, but what if he was at the shop? Oh God!

I picked the call, my heart in my mouth. "Hey honey!" I said too sweetly.

"Oma where the hell are you?!"

I felt faint. "I-I am-"

"The girls at the supermarket said they had not seen you since morning!" He cut in impatiently. "Where are you?!"

My hand shook and my phone almost fell off. "I - I went out-"

"Without your driver and your car?!"

"I - I am sorry - I-" Oh God I couldn't stop stuttering.

"Get your asś home immediately!" He ordered and hung up.

I reached for the wall closest to me and leaned on it. I was doomed, I thought, my secret was out. I was dead! Seun was going to kill me!

I quickly dialed Cassie's number, she would know what to do, but then her phone was switched off. Of all days?!

"What is it?" Jack asked again. He looked quite scared and confused and I didn't blame him. It was all my fault.

I quickly dressed up, paid him and ran out to get a taxi, no time for uber. On my way home, I thought of excuses but came up with none, there was no way I could explain my disappearance to my husband. I could use Cassie I thought but what if he had sent someone to look for me there? What was I going to do?!

When the taxi stopped in front of my gate, I threw his money at him and ran to the house. When I entered, I met Damilola and Bisi at the sitting room, they discussed something in low tones and jumped when I entered. Dami shot me a deadly stare and I smiled, yes, I knew she hated me and didn't care. I practically jumped the stairs and went into my room...there was my husband.

He sat on the bed, his tie slightly askew and his eyes bloodshot. He glared at me when I entered and stood up. "Where were you?"

I closed the door behind me. What was I going to say? "I- I am sorry-"

"What are you apologizing for?! Where the hell are you coming from?!"

I was shaken, I had never seen Seun this mad before and was scared of what he would do. I stepped back. "Calm down ple-"

"Don't tell me to calm down!" He yelled.

I knew I was done for. I had fücked up big time. I blinked back the tears that had rushed to my eyes, I didn't want to appear weak. "I-I went out."

"To?!"

I gulped. "T-the hospital."

I didn't know where that came from. I had said it without thought and I knew I had to back it up. I quickly thought on what to say.

He looked taken aback. "The hospital? What for?"

I had come up with a plan. I allowed the tears that had earlier formed in my eyes fall down my cheeks. I sniffed. "I-I was tired. I am sorry but I had to go, I went to check what was wrong with me."

Seun looked at me with a frown. "Oma-"

I tried harder and let emotions boil within me to form more tears in my eyes. I thought of all the sad things I had passed through; my mother, my husband's torturous sex, the fact that I could no longer feel anything sexual....anything that spelt sadness for me. These things really helped as tears rushed to my eyes and made me look sad. "I am sorry - I - I just wanted to know why we don't have children! Why I can't conceive!"

"Oh you poor girl." He said softly and approached me to embrace me in a tight hug.

I had gotten to him.

"Oh you poor little girl. I am so sorry darling, I didn't know you were worried. Look, it's not your fault okay? Just - don't worry about it. Okay?" He kissed my forehead.

I nodded with a smile.

bobbydreofficial:
I never laugh.
That serves Damilola right

susiivy:
I am so happy dami has recieved her karma

honeyjoyce:
Welldone Twaci

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Hmmm! Twaci yaf gat me coming to NL everyday now, thought my NL addiction was cured, buh Twaci is getting me addicted again ooo.
Thumbs up.

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Hahaha.. I gas applaud miss Twaci tho, she da bomb

Thanks guys


But na so una hate Dami reach?

tremzy07:
all hail twaci! first of her name, writer of amazing plots Nz twists! I love the dami treatment. been chuckling so much that my husband had to ask what had me so glued to my fone. sent him the link to the thread now he is so addicted to the story more ink to your pen dear

Oh boy

Glad you enjoyed that part

Thank you.

The supermarket was the best thing that had happened to me and I was ever grateful to Cassie for pushing me. I rarely stayed at home as I saw the market as my second home and came back only when it was closed or the situation was urgent. Cassie was as excited as I was about the market and dropped in at all times to hang out and shop. She referred most of her clients to my shop and helped me built my customer base, she was a resourceful friend. Though I knew little about her marriage and husband, I was aware that her husband was quite older than she was and was very sick. A sickness that made him travel at all times for treatments outside the state and country. I never met the man.

As for my husband, after he had handed the reins of the market to me, he stepped back to watch me control it and I made sure not to disappoint him.

Though I was seventeen, I tried not to look so as I used makeup and dressed well to pass off as an older person. People bought it and no one ever questioned my authority, not the staff nor did the customers.

True to Seun's words, I got a private tutor, her name was Mrs. Lola, and she coached me in almost everything. We had started from the basics then later moved at bit higher and more inclined to Accounting. I had no issues with Accounting, it helped me sort out my business problems with ease.

In terms of my sëx life, I still tolerated my husband's perversions. Many a times he had injured and had me bedridden for days, still I got used to it, I had no choice. As for the matter of children, I did not know how but I couldn't conceive. Not once did I miss my period and I concluded that it was my husband's fault because he really never seemed to mind neither did he complain.

To satisfy my sexual urges, I had to attach myself to Jack. Not that we dated, but he was the only one that I could open up to fully and damn! He knew how to make a woman want more. It was quite sad that it all had to do with how good my pay was.

I felt my life was perfect.

One afternoon I came down with slight headaches and had to go home very early to rest. I had taken up the business with so much seriousness and rarely rested, so I felt the break down was normal and it was something a day of rest would solve. Since I was under eighteen and did not have a license, I had a driver - a female driver. I guess my husband really did have a little bit of trust issues when it came to me.

I rubbed my temples as my driver drove inside the compound, it really felt like it was going to blow. As I made to come down from the car, my phone beeped and I unlocked it to see that it was a text from Cassie. She wanted to know how I fared. I replied, "I am home now, want to sleep," and came down.

"Madam good afternoon!" Audu the gateman greeted and I nodded.

I went into the house, told Esther I wanted medications for headaches and hastened to my room. The headaches had gotten worse and my knees felt very weak and the soft bed seemed to be all I yearned for. When I got to my room, I made to open it, then stopped.

I listened closely.

There were people in my room and this was not right as my husband had gone to work. The noise in the room sounded suspicious and I had to put my ear on the door to make out what happened inside. I frowned when I heard my husband's voice and made to turn the knob when I heard another voice. It was a female voice.

What were they doing?

Gently and quietly as possible, I turned the knob and opened the door a little to peep in. I didn't want to intrude. My knees almost gave way under my numb body as I saw what happened. I stifled a shout. The female voice I had heard was Damilola's and my husband's head was planted between her legs.

I watched as my anger built up. The shameless girl was on my bed, her legs as wide as they could go, her moans quite loud as she pushed my husband's head deeper into her. I wanted to enter, barge in on them and see what they would do, what my husband would do. My chest had tightened up and I tried to relax it with deep breaths. It was nothing, I said to myself. I had done same with Jack and it didn't matter that Seun did same, it was the fücked up karma's game. If sleeping with the maids kept him satisfied and away from me, it was fine with me.

With a sigh, I tried to close the door and my eyes met with Damilola, she had seen me. What I had expected was that she would push my husband away in shock and show some sign of remorse but that didn't happen. She smiled at me, a vengeful smile and moaned louder, "Oga yes! Yes! Suck me like you suck your wife!"

The slüt! I made to go in but something stopped me again. A light of realization dawned on me and a slow smile spread on my face. Damilola felt she could punish me for leaving her by sleeping with my husband, by eating what I ate. My smile broadened, the question then was; what did I eat? I shook my head, whatever she would get, she deserved. Let her enjoy her revenge to the fullest.

I watched as my husband stood up and asked her if she was ready. The śtupid girl screamed yes and tried to pull him closer but my husband drew back and asked her to turn. She did in obedience and turned to smile at me as she said, "Oga fück me like you fück your wife! Fück me hard!"

Oh you will surely get fücked, I thought as I saw my husband pull out the small bag where he kept his sex tools. Then he brought out the handcuffs and whip and went back to her. I saw the fear on her face when she saw what my husband held. I knew I should step in and stop everything as a good person but I didn't want to be good, being evil was way fun.

"Oga-" she began in fear and tried to stand but he pushed her down.

"Stay down and don't move again." He commanded in a strict tone.

She muffled a cry as he cuffed her to the bed and turned to look at me with pleading eyes. Please help me, they said. I laughed and mouthed "Enjoy" to her as I saw my husband raise the whip.

I closed the door slowly and chuckled when I heard her scream in pain. She begged my husband to stop but I knew he wouldn't, not till he had had his fill. I didn't want to disturb them and wanted no one else to.

Just then I saw Bisi come towards me from the stairs with a tray that held water and meds, for me I guess. I left the door and walked up to her, I didn't want her near the door. "Bisi what are those?" I asked.

"Esther said I should bring it to you for the headaches."

I heard another cry. "Okay take it downstairs to the guest room. I will be with you soon."

"The guest room? What happened to your room?" She asked concerned.

"I-" I began but winced when another cry, louder than the firsts, ripped the air. Bisi dropped the tray in shock.

"What's going on ma?!" She gasped, her face pale.

I rolled my eyes with a sigh. "Get the tray and let's go downstairs."

"But ma there is a-"

"I know," I cut in. "Now pick up the tray and let's go."

She looked at me with a weird look on her face and bent to retrieve the things that had fallen from her hands. The cries came again and Bisi stopped. "Ma is that Dami?"

I smiled mischievously. "Yes."

"What's happening to her?" She asked in alarm.

"She will be fine." I said with a laugh.

Reluctantly she packed up the tray and went downstairs.

Still another cry....

I felt better already.

Chapter five

I came out of the bathroom, a towel tied to my chest and saw my husband on the bed. He sat with a laptop on his laps and stared at something that had all his attention. He looked up as I crossed over to the closet and smiled. "You look fatter. How is that possible when I have just been gone for a month?"

I smiled back at him as I opened the closet. "Esther has been taking good care of me and I rarely do anything but eat, sleep and eat some more. Why won't I get fat?"

He laughed and looked at the laptop screen again. I noticed the apple logo on the laptop and realized that it was very much like the one he had gotten for me, just that mine was pink. It has been over a week my husband had returned and everything had gone back to its normal place. I had restricted most of my crazy activities and had tried to act like the same little girl he had left behind, but that wasn't easy. What was gone, was gone and the old Oma was no more.

I still met with Cassie, but the meetings were not the same, unlike when my husband was away. They were brief and I made sure I was home before my husband would be back. Another change I noticed was that the closer I got to Cassie, the distance between the maids and I grew wider and I became bolder around my husband.

I pulled out a black gown from the closet and walked over to the mirrored drawer to apply my body lotion. I noticed my husband stared at me. Since he had returned, we had not had sex and though I felt that was for the best, I knew I couldn't escape it forever.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I applied the cream on my arms.

He placed his laptop on the table and stood up. "Don't I look okay?"

I smiled, my heart raced as he came closer. "I-I don't know. I-you have been looking at me-"

He held me from the back. "And am I not supposed to look at my wife? Is it a crime?"

"No, it's not."

He smiled at me through the mirror as he wrapped his hands closer round me. His body felt quite hard behind me and made me uneasy, it reminded me of Jack. I looked away from the mirror to look at my towel, his hold had loosened the knot that held it up.

He kissed my shoulders. "I have missed you."

Here we go, I thought and faked a laugh. "And I too dear."

He smiled at my response and continued with the soft kisses. He traced a path from my shoulder to my neck and bit it in imitation of a wild animal. It made me laugh and I tried to wiggle free but his hold didn't weaken. He turned me to face him and tugged at my towel. "This is getting in my way."

The towel fell off and I resisted the urge to wrap my arms around me. His eyes went from my face to my breasts and he cupped them. "These babies, hope they yearn for me as I do for them?"

I laughed again, quite nervous under his stare. "Yes, they do."

"Good." He said and bent to kiss them. He rolled his tongue over a nipple and bit it slowly. I sighed as a slight wave of excitement swept through me and arched into him. He was good with his mouth. I remembered the couple I had met at Cassie's and how the guy had toyed with her breasts and this picture coupled with what my husband did to me made weak. There came that hunger again.

He slowly slid down to his knees and kissed my stomach. He toyed with my navel and continued down. My legs weakened and I had to lean on the drawer to hold myself up. I loved what he did with his tongue, the way he licked me made me shaky with want. Then he held my legs up, propped them on his shoulders and I had to fall back completely on the drawer. The cosmetics on the drawer fell off but I didn't mind, I didn't care, not when I felt his breath on my moist centre.

When he bit down gently on my clït I gasped in shock as I did not expect it and pushed further into his mouth as his tongue probed further in. It was quite an ecstatic feeling. The realization that we were that crazy, on the drawer, with the door unlocked and the windows wide open made the experience different. I felt naughty, fearless, slütty even but this didn't matter as I was all these with my husband. I cried as I felt my body quake in anticipation of an orgasm and held his head closer. The way his tongue stroked me, the way he held me, the ferocity and madness at which he sucked me threw me over the edge and I moaned as a wild climax cruised through me. I was breathless but I made it, I was weak but I was satiated.

He kissed my throbbing core and looked up with a smile. "Did you like it?"

"Yes. Yes I did." I said breathlessly.

"Good," He said and stood from his kneeling position. "Because I am going to make it way better for you."

"Better?" How was that possible? I thought as he kissed me and walked to the closet.

He pulled out a bag he had returned with and opened it. "I bought somethings to spice our sèx up and I know you would like it."

"Really?" I asked and watched in curiosity as he pulled out a smaller bag and opened it.

I frowned when he brought out pink feathered handcuffs, a blindfold, something else that looked like clips and a leather whip that made my heart stop. My body went cold as he smiled at me, the pleasure was gone, the want had disappeared and all that was left was morbid fear.

"So? What do you think?" He asked.

"I-I don't know. They - they look quite uncomfortable."

He laughed. "And how would you know this if you have not tried them before? They are not bad as they look. They are quite better than my hands if you think about it."

I remembered the way he had choked me the last time and rubbed my throat. "I-I don't know if I will like them."

"Don't worry," he assured and walked close. I tried to move back but the drawer behind me stopped me. "You will love it. I can assure you of that."

I gulped.

"Come on! Don't be cold. It will be fun!"

He led me to the bed and asked me to lie face down. I did reluctantly and watched in fear as he cuffed my hands and legs to the bedpost. He tapped my asś, an attempt at a humor and I smiled.

"It will be fun." He repeated and reached for the whip.

My heart pounded and I felt my body taut in anticipation. I was going to die, I was sure of it. He unfolded the whip delicately, like a child with a present and smiled. "Beautiful."

He looked at me. "Ready?"

I closed my eyes. Dear God, forgive me all my sins as....


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"What do you want?"

I was sure my reply scared the person who had knocked on the door but didn't care. I wanted to be alone. A week had passed after my husband had whipped the hell out of me in the name of sexual perversion and I still felt terrible. As usual he had stayed away after and I had not seen him since then, not that I wanted to anyway.

"Ma, you have a visitor."

It was Esther.

I knew the visitor would be none other than Cassie as I had refused to pick her calls, I knew I couldn't face her in the condition I was in. But to be sure, I asked. "Who is it?"

"Mrs. Cassandra, your friend."

I knew I still couldn't see her. I didn't want her to look at me and see the scarred little girl I had become. "Tell her I am not in."

I heard nothing for a while and presumed Esther had gone but was wrong. The knock came again, harder this time.

"Esther tell her I am not here!" I yelled impatiently.

"Really? Is that how you plan to dismiss me?"

I startled, Cassie was at my door. With a frown I quickly threw on a robe to hide the scars and rushed to the mirror to check my appearance. I looked like a mess.

"Open this door Oma." I heard her call out. "I am not going anywhere till you tell me what the hell is going on."

I tried to smoothen my hair but it still looked like a disaster, so I took a scarf from the closet and tied my hair. I held the robe around me and went to the door. "Cassie look-"

"Don't talk to me till you open this door."

I sighed and unlocked it. I opened the door to see a very beautiful but angry Cassie. She seemed to look younger each passing day.

"What in the name of the angels happened to you?!" She gasped. "You look like a zombie!"

I touched my cheek, was that how bad I looked?

"Say something!"

With a sigh I turned back into the room and she followed. She closed the door behind her and watched me till I sat on the bed. "So? Are you going to say something Oma?"

I opened my mouth to talk but clamped them shut when I felt my emotions rush up to choke me. My eyes felt quite hot and my back itched and all I wanted to do was crawl under the bed and cry. I cleared my throat and began slowly, "My husband..." My voice trailed off.

She looked confused then slowly widened her eyes. She rushed over to sit beside me. "He found out about Jack?!"

I frowned and shook my head. "No."

"Then what? Did you guys fight? Or did he beat you?"

I swallowed. "We didn't fight."

"Then he beat you." She whispered. "Right?"

I nodded, my eyes wet with tears.

"Why?" She asked quite concerned. "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything." I said as tears rolled down my eyes. "I-I-he just likes it, you know-"

"Your husband likes beating you for no reason?!"

I wiped my tears and sniffed. "He just said that I will like it, but I don't. He likes to hurt me during sex, like BDŚM - he likes-"

Then it dawned on her. She raised her brows. "Ohh! That..."

I nodded again.

Her face brightened up in a slow coy smile and she sighed. "This is - I - I don't know what to say about this hon. Have you tried talking to him? Told him you don't like it?"

"He knows." I replied simply.

"Are you sure of that?"

"Yes. After everything he tries to apologize with gifts and all." I explained and pointed to the gift bag on the mirror drawer. I had not touched it since Bisi had kept it there and really had no interest in it. What was the use when he would just do the same thing all over again?

Cassie sighed again. "And have you tried having sex with him your own way? Like without the bdśm thingy?"

"He never lets me do anything. All he does is hit me."

"Are you saying he has never made you feel like a woman? No orgasms?"

I remembered how his tongue had stroked me. "He makes me cüm first by giving me head then turns to a monster."

She nodded. "Ohh, he gives you pleasure first then go for his..."

"Yes." I didn't really know how I had felt comfortable discussing these things with Cassie. She in turn was a good listener and as it turned out, a very bad adviser.

"Ok, there is something you can do about this," she started after a while. "You say he is into bdśm and from your description, he likes being the Dom and you, the submissive, right?"

"Yes." I replied with a nod.

She smiled. "You can try to switch roles, you know. The same bdśm but you be the Dom and he, the submissive."

I looked at her like she had gone mad. "I should flog him instead? How is that even possible?"

She shrugged. "There are female doms, you can try it out."

I laughed. "No, I don't think I can. He's far older and stronger than I am and - it's just not possible!"

She pursed her lips and looked at me for another minute. "Okay, what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know, I don't really have a choice here. I will just have to take it as it is."

I could tell she felt sorry for me.

"Sure about that? It won't be easy."

"I know." I was resigned to my fate.

"You know," she began and looked around the room. "Being in here all the time - don't you get bored? Or crazy? I mean-" she laughed. "-I would definitely go bananas if i was confined to a lifestyle like yours."

I smiled. "I don't have a choice here."

She glared at me. "Not in this one. You can't just stay in here all day! What do you do sef? Sit hear and watch tv?"

I sighed. "What else can I do?"

"Tell him you want to start something, anything! He is rich for godsake and can get you anything you want! A supermarket, a boutique even a hotel! Anything to keep you out of this house."

I looked at the room. She was right, I had to say something. The house had started to suffocate me. "Okay, I will talk to him."

"Good for you!" She said and stood up. "Meanwhile, let me take you out for a treat. Ice cream?"

I shook my head. "Nah, I can't leave the house in this condition. I am a mess."

She nodded with a laugh. "Yeah, you are! And please get that ridiculous scarf off your hair, you look like sister Mary!"

I laughed and removed the scarf.

"Better. As for your look, there's nothing makeup can't fit. Just get out what to wear and I will take care of the rest."

I smiled. What would I do without this crazy lady?

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My husband looked at me curiously as I sat beside him with a smile. I had still not spoken to him and I knew he didn't expect to see me downstairs. I had known that he usually took his dinner at the dining table but had never joined him as my meals were always served in my room. But this evening was different, it was the evening I would tell him what I wanted.

Cassie had earlier shown me how to apply makeup and style my hair, even picked out the outfit I would wear. I knew I looked good.

"Good evening." I said warmly. "How was your day?"

He smiled warily. "Very fine thank you. You look good."

"Thank you." I pushed my hair behind my ear, Cassie had stressed that I did that, why? I didn't know.

He chuckled and turned to his phone, he typed something and dropped it when the maids entered with trays. I looked up to see Dami, turned away when she eyed me.

They served the food and left.

I waited for him to start and watched him as he ate. He looked up and frowned. "Why are you not eating?"

I looked at the food before me, I was hungry but I knew I had to say what I came for first. "I-I want to talk about something first."

He chewed slowly. "Eat, we will talk after the meal."

I noted the strict tone in his voice and obeyed without words. The dinner was a rather quiet one as all that was exchanged were stares. After the meal, I waited patiently for the maids to clear the table and when we were alone, I tried again before he would get distracted by his phone.

"Can we talk now?"

He picked up his phone. "Yeah, let's hear it."

I wished he would just keep the phone and listen to me. "I-I am tired of staying at home."

He looked up. "Tired? I don't understand."

His eyes made me uncomfortable. "I-it's just that staying here, doing nothing - I don't like it anymore. I need to do something or go out, I don't know..."

"Hmm." He thought for a while. "So, what is it that you want? Do you want to go back to school?"

"No. I don't see myself going back there-"

"But you do realize that I can't leave you uneducated. Going back to school should be your first priority-"

"But I don't want to." I argued softly. "Cant I get a private tutor instead?"

He sighed impatiently, I noticed he didn't like when his suggestions weren't followed. "So what do you want?"

"I would like to start up something, a supermarket perhaps."

Silence ensued.

"Ok," he said with a sigh, "If that is what you want."

"Thank you."

"Anything for you."

I was happy, I had gotten to him without any issues and he had agreed to what I wanted. I had not bargained for a private tutor but if that was what was needed to get what i wanted, I had no issues with it. As I made to stand up, he raised a hand and i froze with a slight frown.

"I also want you to learn how to drive, so that you will be able transport yourself whenever you need to go about your business. Is that fine?"

"Yes, it's perfectly fine." I said with a chuckle. It seemed I was getting a car too!

I went upstairs excitedly and reached for my phone. There were missed calls from Cassie and I called her back immediately.

"Hey baby!" She sang from the other side of the phone. "How did it go?"

"He said yes!"

"Ahhhhhhh! That's wonderful!"

I heard a masculine voice in her background ask, "Who is it?"

"It's my friend, Oma." I heard her reply.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"My husband." She whispered. "He just got back from Abuja."

"Oh." No wonder I had never met him. "Okay say hi to him for me."

"I will. But girl we need to celebrate! When are you getting it?"

"He didn't say."

"Hm-okay, it's better than nothing. Let's be hopeful."

"Yeah, we should."

We said our goodbyes and I hung up. As I made to keep my phone on the table, I saw my reflection in the mirror. I walked up to it and stared at the lady that stared back. I looked totally different. The child Omalicha was gone and was replaced by a prettier and more sophisticated woman that had fire in her eyes. The makeup made me look bold and concealed every scar of the past. No one could see me, no one could see my past. I reached out and touched the mirror with a slow smile, I loved the Oma before me.

Three months later and it was my seventeenth birthday. There was no party, my husband claimed he was busy with office work, but he gave me two keys amongst other gifts.

One was the key to a red Chevrolet Camaro convertible and the other, well, I became the owner of Sapphire's supermarket.

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