Her body seemed frail as I looked at her through hooded eyes. This wouldn't have happened if she hadn't provoked me. I didn't care though, I had gotten what I wanted. Her body and sex.
I smiled like a sadist. Scratch that, I was a sadist and a notorious rapist. When I saw Ada that afternoon or evening, I can't seem to remember the time frame, I was a bit mesmerized by her beauty. Not in a way, that screamed she's the one forever but in the way that screamed, I want her body beneath me as I rode her to oblivion.
I didn't crave a one-time affair. I wanted it to be a repeated thing, to achieve that I needed her to trust me. She seemed to be an easy catch but then I was stunned I wasn't getting the desired effect. My charm was failing and Joyce had informed me in her bubbly manner that she'd be staying for three days.
I couldn't let her slip past my fingertips without having her. I'd try all I could do and this is the most patient I've ever been with a girl
I was jerked back to life much to my disappointment. I guess I am stuck in this world. I don't remember fainting all the time and I hoped it won't keep on happening while I was still here. Seeing that am not leaving this world anytime soon, I need to sit up. The event that turned my life from bad to worse played in my head like a tape gone bad. Would I ever find happiness? Who would have thought that Emeka would act in such a way? Ha!! Life is pain. It was filled with so many twists and turns. We truly were pencils in the hands of the creator. Why did you bring me into this world Lord? Was I only meant to suffer? Tears stung my eyes. On impulse, I touched my belly. If I heard my mom correctly, I was pregnant. The thought of my mom tasted bitter. She was another problem, I did not want to think of. If I were to have this baby, I won't allow her to suffer like this. If anything else, I would shower her with love.As I was still meditating, the door o
"Adanna! Adanna!" A voice screamed, rattling me from a dreamless sleep. I opened my eyes slowly, still feeling weak and unlike myself which made me a bit worried. I didn't know if it was morning sickness or the aftermath of a stressful week that was taking its toll on me. "Adanna!" My name sounded clearer, now I was more awake. I got up from bed with slight difficulty. "Ma!" I left the sanctuary of my room, quickening my pace towards the sound of the voice, ignoring all my thoughts and immediate pain. I met mama Tina standing at the dining area. It was clear, she'd just had her breakfast. The empty cups and empty bread bag on the table proved this. I hoped I could eat something before I got to work. I was famished. "Look at the time." Mama Tina snapped. I looked at the wall clock, it was 10 am. "I am sorry, I overslept." I apologised quietly. "This should be the first and last time this would repeat itself, do you under
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I shouted. "Stop being a baby, don't you realise all you stand to gain if you will be my lover?” He placated as his hand shamelessly groped my breast and nipple. I pushed his hands off me with the little strength I’d conserved for tomorrow’s duty. I was painfully aware my stomach was empty which meant I was starving and my energy reserve was going towards the red buttons but somehow I knew this won’t be another Emeka situation. I mustn’t put up with it. I mustn’t. "What I would get is nothing but shame. I won't let you decorate my life with shame! Now, leave this room.” I pointed towards the door as my heart beat faster. “Get out!” He smiled at me. “Funny girl you are, Ada. This is my house and you order me out? Do you think it works like that? I own everything here including you. So, let’s save the drama. Open up, I need to fill my seed deep inside your womb.” He caught my wrists, pinning them over my head.
I wondered how I was going to go about it. Ada was a bit sensitive now and hence she could act irrationally. Out of frustration, I went to the balcony. The trees swaying outside the window pane brought a sense of comfort to me. It was so nice to have a clean-tree fused environment, it enabled a stressed-out person to relax.I poured a glass of beer and enjoyed a sip while placing the bottle on the plastic table. Yes, the bitter taste was what I needed. Maybe, I should follow her slyly, so that I can make her agree. What was the plan be if she refused?I couldn't think of anything, I was completely clueless. Lost I was in my thoughts, that I didn't realise when someone tapped me on my shoulder."Jumoke! Jumoke!! Jumoke!!!" someone screamed.I jumped out of my skin when she screamed. "What happened?" I turned around anxiously, spilling the drink on the person's shirt. Looking up, it was no other than Ifunanya."You scared me." I sna
A sound that seemed to be from knuckles and fists tickled my eardrums incessantly, rousing me up from a restless sleep. I tried to focus on where the sounds were emitting from while making conscious efforts to stop the headache that brewed in the middle of my brain. It took a minute to note the sounds came as a knock. Someone was desperate to get into my room. “Who is there?” My voice came out rough. “Ify.” "I am coming!" I grumbled. I got out of bed slowly. My morning breath stank and that wasn’t the worst part. There was no water to parch my taste. This may not be a good sign. I better not dwell on the negative aspects of my life consistently. I was miserable, yes, but I shouldn’t make it habitual if I need to survive. I finally opened the door for Ifunanya. She was dressed in skimpy wear that left nothing to the imagination. I swallowed hard as I stepped aside for her to come in. "Were you going to sleep a whole day?" Ifunanya asked
"Welcome to Hot and Wanting boutique!" The officers-in-charge greeted us as we walked through the doors.I smiled at them, but the others ignored them like they had not said a word. Wasn't it rude to ignore them that way? I looked away from the officers, my cheeks hot."Let's try this section." Pelummi pointed to the casual section on the left."I would really need some comfortable outfits to slay while I'm home with my baby," Ify announced."Your baby? Please, just call those potbellies sugar daddy." Tope mocked.Ify waved her off as we walked through various rows of outfits. They were all beautiful and looked incredibly cosy. Unable to resist, I flicked my hands through the materials softly.The shop keeper arranged them according to shades. It was all very aesthetic to the eyes. There was a wool sweater that caught my eyes and I imagined wearing it when my tummy started
We arrived at Jumi's house at six on the dot. I was beyond exhausted as I sat hunched in the backseat. Tope honked to alert the gateman. I found myself straightening up while reaching for my bags and purses that sat leisurely on the floor, thanks to the sound.After five blasts of the horn, the gateman finally emerged from the safety of the compound. When he noted who we were, he retreated into the compound and opened the gates for us to drive in."Welcome!" He spoke as Tope drove into the compound.I smiled at him through the glass. Tope parked in front of the house, not the garage. I didn't wait for them to get out, but quickly jumped out of the car, with my bags secured firmly in my hands. I walked briskly into the house; my eyes trained on the stairs that would lead me to my room."Adanna."I sighed as I turned around to face Jumoke. She was perched on the sofa in the living area, look
PART TWO-BARE- This is the second half of the book. This part will concentrate on Adanna's journey as a prostitute and the stumbling she had on her way to be a mother. I hope you enjoy it. 😍 CHAPTER FOURTEEN NINE MONTHS LATER "You need to see the way this guy was acting," I said as I sipped my beer. "I know you've got him caged, girl," Pelummi said through a haze of cigarette smoke. We were sitting at an isiewu joint. It was our go-to when we needed to entertain ourselves and catch fresh fish without Jumi knowing of it. I gluttonously took every opportunity to make extra cash. No one ever says no to money. Today, we
The journey of Adanna continues in this thrilling backstory. We’d learnt so far that she wishes to make a U-turn, but the question is: Is it that simple? In this sequel, you will see that it’s a whole thing to preach change and another thing to walk the talk.There are so many habits that she needs to let go of, that almost crippled her growth. There was also, healing that she didn’t let herself go through in the first sequel, but she would be forced to search it out. When you love with such abandonment, it becomes a falsehood and when it’s with restrictions, it becomes a sham. This is what Adanna would be forced to come to terms with.Coupled with that, she meets Emeka in this journey, and the paths are etched in pain, tears and remorse. Emeka doesn’t own up to his mistakes and does all he could to make her life hell. Thanks to Antonio, she is shielded from the worst of the blows. But, when Emeka finds out he is a father, things seem to
There are times that we note the way our lives undergoes a sharp curve. That was the reality for me when I finally found Antonio and a part of his family. I was forced to see life differently! I was forced to take a leap of faith.The mire in my life which was a product of rape, parental neglect and wrong decisions could only be surmounted through my conscious effort to improve, and grow. Thanks to Antonio, I’ve realised that I can make good decisions.I had given up on meeting true life-changers. But, now I can see that they are everywhere. I just needed to open my eyes to them. To see things clearly, and learn the art of saying no. Some so many people wanted to help, either for their benefit or my growth. If I’d learned to say no to half of them, maybe my life would have turned out differently.Nevertheless, my story is the true definition of a leap out of the mire. I dined with sin, I ate with sin,
“You look so angelic!” Jasmine exclaimed.I rolled my eyes. “I can’t even see what you’ve done to my face.” I pointed out.Jasmine made my seat away from the mirror. She claimed that if I watched my reflection at every turn, it would distract her. She wanted me to look and feel like magic today. Her cousin was taking me out for the first time, so it would be a sin if I didn’t look my best. “I’m the mirror.” She said smugly.“You’re the artist.” I contradicted. “It’s quite natural that you would hype yourself up. If I look at my reflection myself, I might be convinced.” I teased.She combed my wig, which I had worn for this night with such fervour. I knew I’d strike a nerve. Jasmine didn’t understand sarcasm. That was her only shortcoming. She felt I was being rude instead and not appreciating her efforts.“Take it easy on the wig.” I
Outside, kids gathered around in twos or threes playing a timeless game. It brought on a smile as I remembered that I have also played those games too; Tinko tinko and the likes of them. Life was a strange thing. One day you are laughing, the next minute you are sorrowful. I extracted my thoughts from its gloomy cocoon to the present world. Adults were chatting about one thing or the other while those who owned dogs took them on strolls. I was amused when I saw a little boy of about seven pulling a big bulldog. It was as though the dog was dragging him and not the other way round. I bit my lip from laughing. Then there were the hawkers, displaying different types of things under the sun.If one could watch these activities with concentration, it could belie the gross environment. Empty water bottles were strewn around like graffiti and other disgusting things. When the sun was high in the sky, the place was dirty. You can't imagine when it's been soiled with rain.I cl
Two days later, I was still shaking from the encounter with Uncle David. I was beyond shocked by it all. Is it me that is this? After I thought all hope was gone for me and I would die in my prostitution business, my life started making more meaning.I have enrolled at Brainstorm centre to undergo my tutorials. It was located at the Military zone in Ejigbo. I was scared I wouldn't be able to meet up as a student and a mother. Now, those fears looked unfounded, thanks to Uncle David. He sent his daughter to babysit Success. Jasmine is a very good girl, though her heritage couldn't be hidden. She is a white girl. The way she treats Success as her younger sister places me at ease.You know, I was stunned when Uncle David encouraged me as a single mother. He didn’t ask many questions surprisingly. I had expected much criticism, but nothing of the sort happened. I still think all these were a dream.All these are petty when it comes to my rock, Antonio. In as much as
My eyes shone in excitement as those words tumbled out of my lips. It was so strange but real. I could practically see the dream all over again like I was still asleep. It was so cute and real. I had felt it was happening live, and when Antonio shook me awake with that stunt he’d pulled, I’d been disappointed.Now, I just wanted to share it with him. I wanted him to know about the dream and share in my dreams. It was a natural emotion that engulfed me. I looked at him and he was looking at me curiously like he hadn’t grabbed what I’d said previously. I opened my mouth to speak, but he beat me to it.“What you’re saying is you want to read medicine because you had a dream?” He asked again like he wanted to be sure of what I’d said.I nodded rapidly. “Yes, that is right. I know how it sounds, but trust me when I tell you that I’m sure of my guts.” I said firmly.He cradled my face in his hands. &ldqu
His presence seemed to make the room heated to a hundred degrees. The tension was palpable, and he didn’t seem bothered about it. Not once, did he look at me? His attention was fixed on Inspector David, his uncle.“Antonio, my boy, we don’t do things this way. And, how exactly do you know this young lady?” The IG queried.I bit my lips as I waited anxiously for his response. With the situation on the ground, I’m pretty sure things would get worse from here.“Uncle, is this the time to talk about this? I know that whatever happened, wasn’t her fault. I hope you will let her go.” He said once more.Inspector turned his gaze to me, observing me closely. I wondered what he was thinking. Maybe, he was imagining a way to torture me once more for entrapping his nephew. Finally, he looked away from me to Antonio.
I fiddled with my handbag as I looked out of the window, my mind was a whirlwind. If Jeremy worked for Madam Apple, then it was only natural that he had been sent by her, right? He couldn’t just pick me out of the blue. No matter what he had claimed about me easily getting contracts, it didn’t just add up. I wasn’t the only one getting contracts in spades and I wasn’t under Madam Apple but Jumoke. Yes, Jumoke answered her, but I didn’t. So, how did he know about the job I went out to do. It didn’t make sense at all.“Stop the car.” I snapped at Jeremy.He gave me a sideways look that showed how irritated he was. The car was moving at a snail’s pace, thanks to the heavy traffic. But, still, I was locked in by Jeremy, so I couldn’t just get out of the car even if I’d dared to perform such a fit.“Why?” He queried.I gritted my teeth. “Don’t ask me any q
I was on the bus going to the Chicken Republic at Okota. The bus was half-filled with passengers, but still, the driver wouldn’t make a move, claiming it wasn’t filled up yet. We just needed three more passengers for the bus to be filled up. This was one of the reasons I didn’t vibe with commercial buses. But, what to do in this situation?Some of the passengers were complaining severely about the delay, but the driver was unperturbed about the situation. He gave it to them as hot as they gave it to him. I sighed in frustration at the whole thing. While a few passengers were buying drinks from hawkers and others were fast asleep. There was nothing I wanted more than for the bus to get moving, but there was nothing I could do. Finally, two market women stepped onto the bus with a teen coming behind them. The conductor hit the car in response and jumped on the bus so quickly, the passenger nearest to him, had to shove him forward. I gritted my