" But that doesn't mean you should be sleeping around with married women." I placed my hands together and regarded her. " I'm not the one to be blamed, Mrs Johnson. What I do is render services. I never forced any woman to bed. I only make arrangements and satisfy her needs. These married woman have husbands too but these husbands are either too busy with work and business to care about their wive's sexual needs. Sex is a very vital thing in marriage. When a man fails to satisfy a woman's sexual needs, he is a complete failure. His wife sees him as nothing irrespective of how wealthy or rich he is. A woman needs care, attention, love and most importantly, a good sex. I provide all these needs for a reasonable amount. It's not just about the sex, it's about the love, tenderness and attention that matters. These rich men have mistresses and side chicks outside marriage so why wouldn't these unfortunate women have theirs too?" She didn't say anything which pr
She nodded. " Since you know better, I'd as well learn from you." My smile widened and before she knew it, I grabbed her legs and drew her into the swimming pool. Splash!!! She shouted and I laughed as I swam up to her and held her because from the way she was throwing her arms about, I could see she couldn't swim. " Get your filthy hands off me," she yelled at my face. Okay! I freed her and she was plunged back into the waters. Her arms spread out and she grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself out of the water. She gasped for air, her face only inches away from my nose and lips. We stared at each other and for a while there I thought I saw her cheeks burning red. Then she looked away. Woah, woah. Did Doris blush? Hmm....how interesting. Her hands held my shoulders tight because if she let go, she'd be plunged back in the waters. I noticed her breasts, th
I walked up to her and stood over her. She didn't know I was beside her for she kept looking at the direction my voice once came from. " Kevin, are you still there?" I quietly sneaked towards the grand piano and sat down quietly. My hands came down on the keyboard and I began playing. She listened, her face softening with an instructive expression. " Who's that? Who is playing?" I didn't say anything, I was playing with my instincts. I've never played a piano before but the tunes and Melodies the piano emits were my flow as I tried to rhyme them together to create the perfect rhythm. Mrs Johnson listened attentively and it was with an effort I tried not to laugh at myself because I never knew if I was playing. Vera came in with the drinks I ordered, saw me playing and listened as well. I played for the next ten minutes, listening to one Nigerian hip hop music booming from my ear pods. I was playing rubbish, I knew it. Then I stopped. Mrs
He got up and walked unsteadyily to his seat. I watched him as he flopped to his seat and drummed his fingers on his desk while he regarded me. By now, he was recovering from the surprise. " So, you're the contract boyfriend for Mrs Johnson." This man was soo creepy. I was scared of him. " That's me." He stroked his moustache and smirked. " And you have a gold card. Who gave you a gold card?" " Mrs Johnson did," I answered. " Well isn't that interesting?" He laughed. " Thirty years, bummer. Thirty f*cking years and all I've been stuck with is a silver card. A damn silver card. And out of the blue, a rifraf materialized from nowhere with a gold card. Not just any rifraf, a boyfriend for that matter." " I guess so too, Dickson." He glared at me and slammed his hands on the desk soo violently that the papers and pens were scattered all over the place. " Alright, out with it. Are there any more surprises for me?" He yelled. I licked my
Day_4We led Mrs Johnson to the garden where her grand piano was kept waiting for her. If only she wasn't blind, she'd have seen the beauty that the garden created with the piano at the background.Mrs Johnson smelled the lovely scents of the flowers and leaves that filled the air. " I always love the garden. It's my favorite part of my house."" Good to know," I said, wheeling her from behind while Doris guided me." The both of you are acting strange," Mrs Johnson beamed. " I'll bet you're up to something."" Well, it's a surprise, Mrs Johnson," I stopped her before her piano and walked round her, sitting on the stool.Doris watched me as I stretched out my fingers and began playing.Mrs Johnson seemed startled and surprised to hear the piano playing in the garden. It took me a minute to get used to the tunes and rythm that flowed out of this musical instrument.I played for five minutes then stopped. Mrs Johnson clapped and it was good to see
She pointed to the bangle. " Every one of Mrs Johnson's staffs wears a communication device on them. It could be an earring, a wrist watch, a bangle, anything. These devices are not just used for communication only. They are also used for recording people's conversation and tracking her staffs whatever location they might be in. It doesn't have a switch but it can be shut down temporary for a few minutes. That's why I sent those messages through notes. To avoid any of our conversation recorded."Now I get it. So that's why Doris stressed the need for me not to take the bangle off. " Well, so why do you want to see me in private?"She was quick to answer. " Kelvin, it's about you and Mrs Johnson."" What about me and Mrs Johnson?"" What do you think about her?"" What I think about her? What sort of question is that? She's a nice woman in a depressed body that's what I think about her. It's quite unfortunate she's blind and crippled."" Do you know that
[Contract #Day_5]Something fishy is going on in this house. I couldn't sleep last night and even this morning, I was scared of going out. A lot of questions bombarded my mind but I had no answers to any of them.I began to realize how risky this job was but there wasn't a thing I can do about it. I had signed a contract that's worth $500,000 and I'm still going to inherit an amassing wealth of $2.5 billion dollars. There's no way I can quit. There's no way I can back down. Sure enough, the house is beginning to creep me out but I can still stand it. After all, what I don't know can't hurt me. Or can it?My meeting with Vera yesterday really turned me into a paranoidic man today. I was suspicious of everyone; the cook, the gardeners, the security guards, Hank and Doris. I wasn't comfortable anymore in this house. Anyone of these people could be the one I saw last night in the cellar.I felt like I wasn't safe anymore. I don't know who I can t
If I'd seen this job when I was eighteen before I met SPENDING, I would have grabbed it but now I'm way past all that. Even one million sounds childish to me. The $500,000 looked like peanuts compared to the billions that is waiting for me when Mrs Johnson eventually dies. Austin is a nice man and I like him but I'm not taking his offer." I'm sorry, sir," I shooked my head. " But I'm contented with what I have now."Austin smiled more. " No body is ever contended, kid. You're young, don't think you have enough. Money is never enough. You'll need more than the $500,000 you're going to receive to top it up. Come on, even if you don't need it, at least use it to build houses or travel to different countries."" Thanks a lot," I beamed at him. " But still, I'm not taking it. Don't think I'm not grateful. I am but I'm not filling Dickson's office."Austin shrugged. " Well, it's your funeral, boy. Not mine."But deep within me, I knew why I decided not to take Di
Hanks gun was fixed directly at Vera, looking enormous and dangerous. I'll bet at any minutes, he'd shoot. Vera looked like someone who'd just swallowed a bee and a not soo impressive bee at that. I watched these two, scared of what would happen next and also scared for my life. " So, you thought you could double cross me and make away with all that money and Fred. I always knew you were up to no good, Vera. I've been watching you and Fred. You do sneak out every evening to meet him don't you?" Vera kicked her dried lips. " Hank I....it's not.... Fred's just....he doesn't mean anything to me, believe me." Hanks lips peeled into a snarl. " I'd rather believe a dog than a snake like you. You've had me for a stucker. Now you're going to pay the price." Vera yelled. " Hank, wait. Think about it, if you kill me, you'd never get the money. If I'm dead, the will would be useless to you. Without me, there's no $4.2 b
We didn't head back to the mansion as I was expecting. Instead we drove into an abandoned farm house at the outskirts of banana island. " What are we doing here?" I asked suspiciously. My mind couldn't work. It was as if I was being stored in a deep freezer. Vera turned to me with a sneer in her voice. " If you don't shut up now, I'm going to put a bullet to your head." I didn't say anything because I knew if I wasn't careful with this lady, I might end up like Carmen and Wesley. " Where the hell is Fred?" She demanded as Hank pulled up. " He is inside the house," Hank answered, jerking his thumb at the car parked behind them. From inside the house, I saw a young man running towards where the Limo stood. I regarded him with interest. He was to me, one of the most good-looking guys I've ever seen. My, I'd say he was way good-looking than I was. " For God's sake, Hank
On our way going back home, I was faced with one obstacle and that was keeping these people in the office. I knew the moment we arrived home, they'd kill me and my mom. By now, Hillary must've decoded the information stored up in that bangle and microphone. Everything that was being said since I got kidnapped were recorded and stored up for his ears only. It was only a matter of time before the police were called. To be certain the gang didn't notice my missing bangle, I buried my hands inside my pockets and walked towards the parking lot with my face in the air. I had to slow them down somehow. They can't bear to arrive home just yet. I began wracking my brain for a solution to this particular problem. We got into the car and zoomed off. This time around, Vera sat down in the Limo with Carmen and Wesley. My Lamborghini was being driven by one of the security guards. " You have played your cards pre
On our way to join the others, I started again. " What happens if eventually, you find out she cheated on you?" Hank growled in his throat. " Vera would never cheat on me. She's not that type of girl. Shut up Kelvin. You're talking too much." But I was determined to win this guy over to me. " I was just imagining what it'd look like if eventually Vera took all the money and ran off with another cute handsome man. You can't trust young girls these days. Girls do crazy things for the sake of love. Maybe she has a lover, maybe she's doing all these for his sake. You never know—" He held my shoulders and shooked me hard with his voice bawling in my ears. " Shut the hell up or I'll damn well blow your mouth the same way I did to your mother!" Did what I said affect him? I wouldn't know. He was one tough ugly ape. I could get nothing out of him. Just then, Justice Hillary's secretary announced to us that he had arrive
It was dawn. The breaking of a new day, the day I was to present myself to meeting Justice Hillary. I was given a shower, had a change of clothes and was brought before Vera. Vera and the gang were all at the table, having breakfast when I stepped into the room with Hank. Carmen and Wesley ate opposite each other while Vera ate from the other side of the table. " Join us, Kelvin," Vera said, waving me a hand to my chair. " You must be famished." Hank pushed me forward and I walked towards an empty seat, secretly cursing his mom and dad. I just couldn't get This ape out of my sight. When I'm bathing, he's there, when I was changing my clothes, he was also there and now as I settled down on my seats for today's meeting, she had stood behind me , watching me closely in case I tried to pull a crazy stunt. " Sorry about the gun," Vera spoke. " I should'nt have brought that up but you made me." "
Vera was waiting for me in Doris office. Wesley, the dumb lawyer was also there and so was Carmen. They all sat up as I entered with Hank. Hank shut the door and stood behind it, watching me as I walked around to a seat and sat down with my legs crossed. Vera studied my cool confident look and she smirk. " I can see you're feeling at ease, Kelvin. Now tell me, what are you planning?" " I'm not planning anything, Vera," I said, watching her with beady eyes. " You want my signature, you'll have to pay for it." Carmel who was raising a cigarette to her lips stopped, Wesley raised an eyebrow and Hank just stared without making any expression. Vera smiled more broadly. " I'll have to pay for your signature ehh? Exactly how much is this signature of yours? One million? Thirty million? A hundred million? Name your price let's talk business." " I want Doris out of the cellar," I said ticking the tips off my fingers.
I heard the door behind me shut and locked. Then afterwards receding footsteps, acsending the stairs. Standing before this two women, I was at loss on what to do, what to say or whom to talk to first. Dora's presence in this little prison made matters more complicated. " What are you doing here?" I asked with a shaky voice. " Kelvin," Dora called. " I should be the one asking you the same question. What is going on here?" " You don't know?" " How the hell would I know," she raised her voice. " I got back here, went to my room to take a shower, minutes later, Hank barged into my bathroom and drugged me. When I woke up, I found myself here in this stinking cave with chains on me." I gaped at her, finding it hard to believe she wasn't part of this set-up. I was like, wetin Musa no go see for gate? " Are you sure you know nothing about what's happening?" " Look Kelvin,"
Vera stepped into the room like a ghost. She had that look on her beautiful face that no longer caught any of my attention. Instead it made me scared of her. She stood before me and stared into my eyes. " Hello Kelvin. You didn't show up at the restaurant again. You kept me waiting for hours." " What do you mean I'm Mrs Johnson's child? What's going on here? Don't tell me you're among these crooks." " As a matter of fact, I am. But I'm not just among them, I'm the mastermind of the entire plan," Vera said and smirked. " I planned everything, all that was left for me was to find you and everything else fell into place." " I don't understand," I said, shaking the confusion off my head. " If I'm Mrs Johnson's son, that'd make me—" " Heir to all her billions, her companies, the cars, the private jets, blah, blah, blah," Vera sang rolling her eyes. " You are the pillar to the building of our own take of her billions, th
Hank stood behind me with his arms folded, his eyes watchful and alert. I was sitting on a chair in front of the woman in front of me. A woman who I thought was blind and crippled and depressed. A woman who is now smoking a cigarette and crossing her legs comfortably with ease and confidence. " I'm not Mrs Johnson, Kelvin," she began. " My name is Carmen. Carmen Julie. I'm a third-rate Nollywood actress. I was hired and paid to act as Mrs Johnson." I couldn't say anything the shock of it all made me numb and dull to even move a muscle. " You know, I liked you, Kelvin," she continued, drawing in smoke from her burning cigarette. " You've got guts and confidence. That's how a rich man behaves. Also you know how to make a woman smile and opened. I'd give that to you. You really gave me a hell of a fun time." I knew I gave her a hell of a fun time but I still need answers. Who the hell is this lady since she isn't Mrs Johnso