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Chapter seventy-seven (I).
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2021-01-10 23:37:51Almighty Mike.
By the time Angel was done with her narration, she was already a sorry mess of tears. I couldn't tell if she was really mourning the dead murderers or it was just plain sorrow and guilt, but I knew neither was necessary.
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Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapt seventy-seven (II).
"Angel–" I tried to say something, but she interrupted me by resuming the onslaught on my lips and exploration of my naked chest. I was really tempted to give in, but I figured I would be taking advantage of her vulnerability if I did and wouldn't be any different from the man that'd forced himself on her years ago.It took the knowledge that she was proba
Last Updated : 2021-01-13Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter seventy-seven (III).
Even when she stood right in front of me, her golden eyes daring me to act on my carnal desires, I still stood rigid, too astonished to even blink. It didn't help that her eyes travelled down to the tent my member had pitched over at my nether region and came back up to meet mine with a brightness that seemed to me taunting me."Now that we've established that y
Last Updated : 2021-01-15Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter seventy-eight.
Mokunfayo Badmus:Even if I would rather they killed me instead of admitting it, I really had been trying to distract myself from the entirety of the transitioning from the last year to this one. I really didn't want to dwell on the fact that the rose coloured glass at which I'd viewed the world in had shattered to a thousand pieces in just one nigh
Last Updated : 2021-01-16Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter seventy-eight (II).
After going through the entire conversation I came to understand how much I really hated my sister's guts, how much of a naive idiot I was trusting a man that killed and and stole for a living, and how of a mistake I'd made agreeing to come back to this hellhole of a place instead of jumping on the next available plane to some island across the globe with Amaka and Stephen when I'd had the chance to.
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Mokunfayo Badmus:"Uhm… wh–what are you doing here?" Was Bisi's unique way of wishing me a good morning.
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Mokunfayo Badmus:I was feverish through the drive back to Mike's estate and it wasn't because I was coming down with common cold, I was just too eager to remain calm.
Last Updated : 2021-01-19Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter seventy-nine (II).
Almighty Mike:I'd thought I was making her up when I'd returned from my high and beheld Angel standing in a daze by the doorway in a denim jacket and short shorts, but when she swayed violently and crashed her side against the open doorway, I realised that she was indeed present, and
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Mokunfayo Badmus:Regardless of my relative calmness in handling the entire incident that'd just went down in… the asshole's suite, and my rather dramatic exit from his line of sight, I'd barely raced my way to the deserted fire exit on the other end the building before giving into to all the emotions that clamored to be let out.
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Mokunfayo Badmus:I was still beyond surprised when I regained consciousness after what felt like days. But more than astonishment, I felt even more confusion.Mike wouldn't shoot me just for throwing him a birthday party even if he abhorred birthdays. There had to be some other reason.There had to be.Stop acting like you've known him all your life Mokunfayo Badmus! You've only known him for a few days. Snap out of delirium!Sigh.I finally decided to pay attention to my dressing and surroundings. I was wearing a blue hospital gown and in a room similar to the one I'd visited him in the night before, just a little bit smaller. Nothing interesting about it either; lean bed, white walls, bedside stool, single loveseat ...Trigger was asleep on the single loveseat. I was guessing he would at least put me out of my misery and explain what on earth
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Mokunfayo Badmus:"Fay," he breathed out in the same amount of shock I felt.He recognised me too even if my mask was still on, my eyes were all he needed. He used to tell me how he could recognise me in a million people if he saw as least as my eyes. Turned out he hadn't been joking."The police have been searching all over the place for you!" I winced at the loudness in his tone and had no choice but to drag him to a secluded area to avoid more of the curious stares that were coming my way.I removed my mask when it was just us, making him gape for a moment before regaining composure."You've been all over the news lately." A lame way to start a conversation with someone you dumped over four years ago because she was raped. But I nodded all the same."What happened? I don't believe a word of what the media is saying." He said and suddenly encased me in a bone crushing bear hug. If I didn't know better,
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Mokunfayo Badmus:Mike left for the bathroom after ordering breakfast with a clouded expression, a polar opposite of his infamous playful smirk he had on just moments ago.I could tell he also wasn't used to this whole... thing that was going on between us. It would be useless to lie to myself that I didn't feel attracted to the hot murderer in the adjoining room, however scary it was to admit it.The entire thing was scary, Richard had never calmed me down in the middle of my usual nightmares -well that was probably because I'd never slept over at his place- I'd never felt comfortable in Richard's arms to the point of craving it like I craved this man's.What is happening?! It's only been a frigging day!Well, so much had already happened from Saturday up until now, a Monday morning.And I was going to be stuck with him in the same room for God knows how long.Sigh.It wasn't going
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Mokunfayo Badmus:I stood before a flushed, angry lord that was panting like an overworked horse. I would only be lying if I said I wasn't nervous."M–may I come in?" I stuttered with my heart in my mouth and he seemed to snap out of some sort of daze before nodding briskly.As I walked carefully towards the bed he laid on, I wished I had picked another time to visit, a time when I didn't have to face the aftermath of a ferocious argument between two proverbial elephantsThere was no proverbial grass nearby to suffer but me.Sigh.I perched on the bedside stool tentatively, fidgeting with my fingers, terribly wishing for a hole to crawl into. Then I noticed him trying to adjust his position and rushed to help. His sharp intake of air announced that I was doing what I wasn't meant to do."I–I'm so sorry, I thought you needed help," I choked out after withdrawi
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Mokunfayo Badmus:As I followed a kinda stout but short guy with a bizarre name and a cast on his arm to the suite I was so glad to leave less than four hours ago, I tried to wrap my head around what'd happened earlier.Mike had saved me, the second time in like twenty four hours. Before he had saved my dignity –which I was ungrateful for– and now he'd put his life on the line to save mine, after I defied him and escaped his prison, which was now a safer place than the public.I had thought he was being overbearing and inconsiderate when he wanted to keep me for a little longer but now that I knew I was a fugitive and he only wanted me to stay hidden and be safe, I felt stupid.I had not only disobeyed him, I had also put him in harm's way.I know disobey is a strong word for what I did but that wasn't the point at the moment, he was hurt and I was the cause.Sigh."Will he be fine?" I
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Almighty Mike:My car screeched to a halt in the middle of the highway when I abruptly stepped on the brakes due to the bombshell Fuhad just dropped.Thankfully, there was no vehicle in tow or it would have been nasty.For my pretty little Audi."What?" It came out as a whisper so I tried again, "what did you just say?""She es–""Don't you fucking repeat it," I growled in annoyance."Sorry boss," A loud honk and yell from the taxi driver behind me, telling me to take my 'keke maruwa' off the road and allow people who 'know how to drive' interrupted my thought's process.Under other circumstances, I would have taught the ideal driver a lesson but my eagerness to get to the hideout and strangle the life out of someone overwhelmed that urge."Boss?""Don't you bloody boss me, by the time I get to the hi– home and she's still not back where she's ought to b
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Almighty Mike:My car screeched to a halt in the middle of the highway when I abruptly stepped on the brakes due to the bombshell Fuhad just dropped.Thankfully, there was no vehicle in tow or it would have been nasty.For my pretty little Audi."What?" It came out as a whisper so I tried again, "what did you just say?""She es–""Don't you fucking repeat it," I growled in annoyance."Sorry boss," A loud honk and yell from the taxi driver behind me, telling me to take my 'keke maruwa' off the road and allow people who 'know how to drive' interrupted my thought's process.Under other circumstances, I would have taught the ideal driver a lesson but my eagerness to get to the hideout and strangle the life out of someone overwhelmed that urge."Boss?""Don't you bloody boss me, by the time I get to the hi– home and she's still not back where she's ought to b
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Mokunfayo Badmus:It took all the self control I had in me not to scream and kick at the digital door after him. I was worried about getting to Bisi and all he cared about was a fucking meal?! Did I look hungry to him? Did he think I was going to eat anything he offered me in the stupid hell hole he held me captive in?!More than I was angry at him for being a total asshole, I was angrier at myself for letting him get to me. I'd woken up in his arms moments ago and I wasn't even a little bit scared even if I knew he could end my existence within the twinkle of an eye, I was comfortable instead.He was swiftly crumbling the firm resistance I had built over my emotions and I was feeling comfortable when I should be doing something about it. I didn't like what was going on, Ineeded to leave as soon as possible before things started to get out of hands.The buzzing of the digital door sliding open distracted me from
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Almighty Mike;"Should I take care of her?" The question rang out the moment the door finally slid shut. I blatantly ignored the owner of the voice and walked towards the elevator.Being the pest that he was, Fuhad followed immediately."Mike?""She's not a threat." I finally stated with a tone of finality, though I had a feeling that an earful of words I didn't want to hear would follow in quick succession."Seriously Mike?, she's going to file a case, is that not alarming enough?" And I wasn't wrong."She threatened to," I amended grumpily, "a tiny threat that is useless since she's and will continue to be under my shelter as a prisoner till we're convinced she doesn't pose a threat anymore.""Get a grip Mike you're seriously losing it, when did you begin to care about people?" He scoffed bitterly, definitely disgruntled by my unusual choice of a punishment.
