There was no way possible this man had just thrown her out of his house, Shola thought. What even was her crime? She wondered. Solano, in his fit, had asked his driver to take her out of his property and to anywhere else she wanted to go to. Shola knew what eve r was happening had to have a bigger meaning. The had to be more to just her walking into his late wife’s room for this man to just shoot her into te streets. As she sat inside his car, silently wondering what next to do with herself, it dawned on her for the first time that she had no idea about her life. She didn’t know where her passport was, what kind of visa she had or even the validity of it. She had blindly trusted Solano had her best interest at heart and left everything that represented her identity in a foreign country to him. Now how was she supposed to figure out things for herself when she had no idea what was even at stake. “Stop the car please!” She told the driver. Without argument, he did. She got off and star
The early morning sun rays were already warming their way through the see through blinds of Adewumi's sardine canned room; she stretched her hand a few centimeters away from herself, and it met with Shola's lower back causing the latter to groan,"Wumi! Stay on your side nah!" She grumbled pushing her cousin's hand away,"Guy go to work nah," Wumi replied, still sleeping. Then someone violently knocked on the door shaking the entire place right to its foundation."Shola! Shola it's almost seven oh! We are going to be late!" She glances nervously at her watch, "aah! Shola see if you're not up yet eh? Me I'm not waiting for you.""I'm up! I'm up!" Shola shouted, haphazardly picking up her things to take her bath. "A beg eh, give me five minutes. Let me just complete my makeup.""Must you put on makeup? See just hurry please."Piece of cake!!!Shola could do her makeup in three minutes and still look like a black barbie princess. But taking a bath in under ten minutes was something else.
"What is the meaning of I lost my job? I am asking you Shola?" "Abi you don lose you reasoning sense? It means I no get work again!"Wumi had just messed up her perfect liner when Shola dropped the news on her. If they were sharing a box for a house, they also had to share the bills and that was not going to work if they were both jobless."See eh Omashola, this thing you're saying is not funny. How are we supposed to cope? You know I can't sustain us both on what I get from the club,""I know I know! I know ma! That's why I'm beginning a new job hunt tomorrow. I'll get a job before you know it, don't worry." Shola answered scrolling through jobs offers on her phone,"I must worry oh! " Wumi continued, brushing a blonde wig on her hand, "the last time you were job hunting, you deny job wey go afford better living space for go dey smile and bow for restaurant,""It was a stripping job,""Ehen! And so? It's not like you'd be doing what I do,""It's no different. It's basically sex on a
(Flashback)"Daddy!""Yes princess,""I want you to have this," a blonde little girl hands a gold necklace to a younger Solano."¿No ex este it collar favorite in amor? ¿Por qué me lo das? Ni siquiera sabres dónde ponerlo,"(Isn't this your favorite necklace my love? Why are you giving it to me? I wouldn't even know where to put it,)"Lo pones en tu cuello papi, o si es demasiado pequeño, tu muñeca," she chuckled,(You put it on your neck daddy, or if it's too small, your wrist,)"But it's so girly and daddy is a macho man," he takes the necklace from her little hands, "where am I going to put it?""Just put it in your wallet daddy. Te traerá buena suerte cuando ha no este aquí,"(It’ll bring you luck when I'm no longer here,)"Now why would say that? You're my good luck charm and nothing in the world could change that. Nothing could ever separate you from me my love! Te quiero mucho Lauretta!"(I love you so much Lauretta."I love you too daddy," tears role from her eyes to her ears,
Solano's eyes kept running from his watch to the door. Whatever the contractor was pitching to him was of no importance whatsoever. It was almost the agreed time, but she still wasn't there yet.Damn you little girl!"Mr. Vicenze? Sir!""Just do what you have to do Mr. Coker. All I need to see is result." Solano replied with an expression of boredom, "the Lauretta Vicenze Paradise has to be the best. Every investment I make under that name must be nothing less than number one. That should be enough of a pep talk because if you deliver anything less, you might never get another contract in your life! Understand?""Yes sir. That's why we are the best of the best, you'll surely be impressed." The contractor stood up, "it's my pleasure doing business with you sir," he stretched for a hand, but it was ignored once Solano set his eyes on a figure 8 in a black dress."The pleasure will be mine when my work is done to perfection." He left from where the embarrassed contractor stood and starte
Whatever did her relationship statues ever have to do with her job? or the job Solano was going to offer her. Shola almost choked on air when he asked."You have to answer little girl. Silence isn't going to make me forget or skip the question.""Yeah! Usually, silence means 'Thank U Next' but OK. If I must answer, I'm single." It was like a wave of good wine had just washed down the heaviness Solano carried in his heart: thinking of the possibilities that she could have already been taken drove him nuts; mentally that is. He rolled up his sleeves and jotted on the paper in front of him. "Will that be all sir?"Sir? sir! oh he loved how that sounded. He was going to make the most of every single time he had left in Nigeria; he didn't have much anymore. He had just gotten a call from his business overseer in Milan and his very first business accomplishment was falling down. It's not like the fall of one supermarket in his chain of supermarkets in his chain of businesses was going to cau
Sometimes Shola will think to herself that she was just very unlucky. First it was the very unfortunate incident with the white guy as she now regarded him. His name left an unwanted taste in her mouth even though the man himself was a grade-A beefcake. Then came the evacuation notice. What the hell was she going to do now? If she was by herself it would have been better. But there was no way she was going to fend for herself and abandon Wumi. The latter was no help to Shola with inconsistent dramatic wailing."Adewumi Akindele! Guy stop na! This your drama is not helping oh,""I should stop when we have less than 24hours to find a new roof for our heads," Wumi replied sobbing heavily, "This house that that useless Chidi left me before flying abroad, promising to come back for me. Everything is finish," she burst again into much more dramatic wailing and crying. With every single sound she made, Shola got angrier and more frustrated. Not wanting to hurt her cousin to shut her up, she p
"Hello little lady," she gently pushed passed him, leaving him half-drunk off her scent that lingered behind. Shola strolled majestically into the enormous compound straight to the apartment, and to the dining area where she picked up the papers and started going through them; one by one. Few seconds later, Solano realized he was still holding the gates open. The lingering scent of her perfume was already driving him wild. Practically drugged on it, he closed the gates and followed like a junky following the scent of weed. He found her at his dining table, giving him a tempting view of her. His pants got tighter as his cock grew harder."I don't see a check here Solano," her soft seductive tone sounded in the room. Too lost at the sight to even understand what she was saying, Solano just continued staring with sexual intensity in his eyes at the miracle in front of him."Vincenze!" Shola waved her hand in midair,"What are you saying?" He asked barely out of his trans,"Check?""Oh ye
There was no way possible this man had just thrown her out of his house, Shola thought. What even was her crime? She wondered. Solano, in his fit, had asked his driver to take her out of his property and to anywhere else she wanted to go to. Shola knew what eve r was happening had to have a bigger meaning. The had to be more to just her walking into his late wife’s room for this man to just shoot her into te streets. As she sat inside his car, silently wondering what next to do with herself, it dawned on her for the first time that she had no idea about her life. She didn’t know where her passport was, what kind of visa she had or even the validity of it. She had blindly trusted Solano had her best interest at heart and left everything that represented her identity in a foreign country to him. Now how was she supposed to figure out things for herself when she had no idea what was even at stake. “Stop the car please!” She told the driver. Without argument, he did. She got off and star
After breakfast, Solano excused himself, kissed Shola on the cheek and left. He said he had some business to take care of. Camilla was already emptying the table when Shola called her attention."Hey Camilla,""Yes ma'am, anything you need?""No. And please, call me Shola. Do you have any idea how long Sol will be gone?""Usually, it's about two to three hours before he comes back, but I cannot be sure because I do leave and only come back tomorrow morning."Shola wanted to just pop all the questions in her head out at Camilla but, she knew, it was a risky move. Camila could fall out with her if she said anything that made her look too clingy to Solano's personal life or his past. She decided to snoop about on her the minute Camilla was out.Thirty minutes later, the latter was gone, and Shola started touring about the house by herself. At first she was a bit frightened, being alone in such a big house, but, she felt better and safer when another person joined her in the house. It was
How could she tell him to stop when everything he was doing to her was just breaking her sanity down and she was loving it. Shola felt Solano's tongue trail across her butt cheek as she laid head down, handcuffed and blindfolded. She had never some anything like this and she felt at that moment, she had been missing out a great deal.Solano glanced down at her beautiful chocolatey booty, feeling his manhood swell just at the sight of her. She was perfection to him: he smacked her butt gently, loving how it wiggled after."Dios! ¡Podrías ser mi muerte mujer!" He muffled sounds of pleasure had decreased, "How are you feeling?" He asked her. He hadn't just started with. Solano had already sexually tortured Shola in so many ways possible that she had just given begging for him to give her what she really wanted."Please, please daddy, take me now!" She begged him again,"You're so sexy when you beg little lady, and because you've been such a good girl on your first time, daddy is about you
"Oh, my world! Solano, your house is beautiful!" Shola gushed as she half walked, half ran into the house.There was huge living room, a wall on the further sides, and from my stand I could see a balcony outside and the view seemed to stretched to the ocean. The must have been a beach, I could just imagine the view. I noted myself to check it out later. To the right side of the room was a U shaped sofa, big enough for more than the people in this house, that is, no one. It was facing a platinum state-of-art fireplace blazing gently. On the left side where we stood was an entryway leading to the kitchen area, all white with dark woods worktops, and kitchen island and a six seaters breakfast bar."Yeah I know!" Solano answered, directing himself immediately to the bar,"You told me you didn't have a house.""I never said that." He grabbed a bottle of Moët et Chardon from the all glass bar, two glasses and poured, "I said I lived everywhere and anywhere I wanted,""Right. Mr. Billionaire!
As they stepped into the red carpet, camera lights flashed from every corner and the mob of paparazzi bombarded questions at them.'Mr. Vicenze...who's the girl? Is she your new girlfriend sir? How old is she? Where is she from? Miss what is your name? Are you one of Mr. Vicenze's charity cases? Who are you wearing? Are you from Egypt?Shola couldn't believe her fate. She felt like a celebrity. She felt an urge to stop and pose but Solano's grip on her hand wouldn't spare her the time to. So, she just walked to his beat. They reach a diva wall dead end with the words A year of more printed in gold lights."Is that a..." Shola gushed,"Go ahead princess, go look pretty for the cameras,""Can I really?""It'll be unfair if this picture perfect art ends up not being seen by the rest."She rushed and posed as fabulously as she could. The cameras loved her. They went mad in taking shots. Solano couldn't for two minutes take his eyes of her,"What a beauty Vicenze! You really know how to fix
Who ever thought a lowly Naija girl, would ever walk a red carpet in an eighty thousand dollars dress. Although she had been very enchanted by the red designs, Shola decided to settle for an off-shoulder soiree dress with a slit right under her upper thighs.She paired it up with a gorgeous silver pair of Jimmy Choos Solano got her as a new beginnings gift. But nothing was really new. It was the same old routine, except for the fact that they'd changed places again and were now shopping lavishly in Abu Dhabi's finest places. They had barely two days before the New Year’s Eve party. Solano walked into their hotel suite deep into a conversation through his Bluetooth device in Spanish. Shola threw him a glance then went back to the book she was reading. Solano went in and came out the walk in closet,"Have you eaten anything yet?""Had coffee earlier," Shola answered not sparing him a glance,"Coffee is not food Omasola,""Except when it's more than a cup,""Not amused. What would you li
"What do you mean by you haven't seen her yet. She was supposed to meet you.""Sorry sir but she hasn't. I've been waiting here for almost an hour but she, I haven't seen any signs of the lady Mr. Vicenze."Solano wiped his forehead. He couldn't quite believe it. Where could she be? He decided to call some of his associates to know if anyone had seen her but no one had. They'd all already left the venue, and no one had noticed her. He tried her phone again, but it wasn't going through."Where the hell are you Omasola?"Solano soon joined his chauffeur who had followed his orders and met up with him. Together they drove around the city looking for her."...You let me know when or if she gets there," he finished talking to the concierge of the hotel they were lodged in. "Simon, can I borrow your phone?" Simon, the chauffeur gave him the phone. He tried using it to call and like magic, it rang."Heyy! Sup?" Her drunken voice vibrated through the phone,"What the hell is wrong with you Sho
After their little first class flight adventure, Solano had become sexually distant from Shola. It worried her. He made her get a whole new wardrobe every time they moved to a new place; they'd visit at least one specialist (Gynecologist) every time they'd change countries. She now had to take all this pills she had no idea what they were for though he'd assured her they were just birth control pills. Birth control? For what? He wasn't even touching her! It had been three months already since Solano had taken her away from Nigeria, but after sex on a plane, nada! Nothing else happened. A few times he'll kiss her till the air was filled with sexual tension then break it all off, kiss her on the forehead telling her to get some rest because he had work.Had Solano gotten tired of her already? Shola wondered. Even the twenty-five thousand dollars anklet she wore wasn't cheering her up.She was living the life. None of her cloths cost less than a first class flight ticket; her skin was
He'd just made a few calls here and there and boom! She had a tourism visa and ticket! She was travelling to Milan with her new Sugar daddy. Even though it wasn't in a private jet, first class was way better than she'd expected.She'd never been a sugar baby before, so Shola had no idea what to do. She just laid in their private lounge, a glass of Champaign in her trembling hands. She'd watch movies where people had sex on board to calm their nerves; especially during first time flights; like Beyond the Lights. She wondered if Solano would want to make love to her. But how would he if he hadn't taken his nose off his pile of papers since they got on the plane. It was like she wasn't even around him. And she taught she was about to get laid on a bed of roses.Shola just sipped in embarrassment her champagne,Great! Just great!It was her first time on a plane, and she wasn't even that excited. Her excitement was pending elsewhere. And he wasn't even paying attention to her. If only she