It was a case of running from frypan into fire when Mokunfayo bolted out of her supposed engagement party into the clutches of the bad kind of policemen.
And when Mike –a handsome but deadly assassin– comes to her rescue in the nick of time, sparks begin to fly.
The problem was; it was supposed to be a one time meet up, getting stuck together was not supposed to be included in the messy mix.
But there they were; a hurt, bitter, cold, calm and collected lawyer cohabiting in the same space with a hot, panty-dropping, rash, hardened criminal. It is right to assume that more than sparks would fly.
Opposites, they say, attract Mokun and Mike's case wasn't different. But with dark pasts, family secrets, pain and all the bitterness in the mix, would their attraction
Mokunfayo Badmus:Chioma must have thought it was a ploy of mine to change her mind, for she piped up almost immediately. "Amaka is going to leave this pace with her mother–""I believe Aunt Rain has earned the right to say a proper goodbye mom. You owe her that much." I was proud of Amaka when she interrupted her mother in a polite manner. It was quite a relief that I'd at least, one of my wards has turned out fine.Chioma had no other option but to nod her approval with a watery smile plastered on her face.I blatantly refused when Mike offered to drive me and settled for hailing the next available cab I found after wobbling my way out of the cathedral with my niece in tow.The ride back to the a
Mokunfayo Badmus:Chioma must have thought it was a ploy of mine to change her mind, for she piped up almost immediately. "Amaka is going to leave this pace with her mother–""I believe Aunt Rain has earned the right to say a proper goodbye mom. You owe her that much." I was proud of Amaka when she interrupted her mother in a polite manner. It was quite a relief that I'd at least, one of my wards has turned out fine.Chioma had no other option but to nod her approval with a watery smile plastered on her face.I blatantly refused when Mike offered to drive me and settled for hailing the next available cab I found after wobbling my way out of the cathedral with my niece in tow.The ride back to the a
Mokunfayo Badmus:Chioma must have thought it was a ploy of mine to change her mind, for she piped up almost immediately. "Amaka is going to leave this pace with her mother–""I believe Aunt Rain has earned the right to say a proper goodbye mom. You owe her that much." I was proud of Amaka when she interrupted her mother in a polite manner. It was quite a relief that I'd at least, one of my wards has turned out fine.Chioma had no other option but to nod her approval with a watery smile plastered on her face.I blatantly refused when Mike offered to drive me and settled for hailing the next available cab I found after wobbling my way out of the cathedral with my niece in tow.The ride back to the a
It was a case of running from frypan into fire when Mokunfayo bolted out of her supposed engagement party into the clutches of the bad kind of policemen.And when Mike –a handsome but deadly assassin– comes to her rescue in the nick of time, sparks begin to fly.The problem was; it was supposed to be a one time meet up, getting stuck together was not supposed to be included in the messy mix.But there they were; a hurt, bitter, cold, calm and collected lawyer cohabiting in the same space with a hot, panty-dropping, rash, hardened criminal. It is right to assume that more than sparks would fly.Opposites, they say, attract Mokun and Mike's case wasn't different. But with dark pasts, family secrets, pain and all the bitterness in the mix, would their attraction
"My dad once told me a family secret on my sixteenth birthday."There was no doubt that Angel was the one talking, but somehow, hearing her voice and seeing that she was hale and unharmed, in a room full of dead bodies killed my initial eagerness to be close to her."My birthday gift, that year, was a gun."There was this chilling essence to her voice that set the hairs on my neck erect. I dreaded the fact that my hunch might be right, as to the reason behind her sudden coldness."He told me the Badmus' came from a long line of ancestry that were well known as professional hunters." I began to walk towards her with utmost care. I wasn't sure what happened here yet, so I didn't want to act on an impulse that would cause a horrific chain reaction.&n
Mokunfayo Badmus:I wondered why Fuhad kept staring at me like I'd grown two heads, and at the same time staring like I'd killed his puppy, that was if he even had the heart to keep one."After all I did, it's still him you choose to fuck?" I would have winced at his crudeness if my heavy, numb heart could feel anything, but I could only raise a brow to show that I wasn't quite following what he was talking about.I had no doubt about Fuhad's intention towards my body; after the night he'd laced my 7up with something an aphrodisiac and then tried to have sex with me, I had pretty much gotten the memo to stay the fuck away from him.However, I didn't understand why he made the statement about choosing Mike to share my bedspace with when I hadn't really had any other choice, o
Almighty 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."You see, the thing is, you spaced out for most of the time when these killings were taking place, right?" I questioned to be sure and as if she had been expecting the question, she shook her head vigorously and tried to pull away from my arms."I know what you are trying to do, Mike. But no one else was there that'd be willing to kill that much people for my sake. It was me, Mike! I was on a rampage–""Even Almighty Mike would not have been able to take out that many with a pair of dagger–" She suddenly turned in my arms in
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 night;That fulfilling my promise to Dante and Bisi and securing a hassle free future for Amaka and Stephen made me feel like crap.Most of all, I didn't want to think of the possibilities of what would happen next; what misfortunes the morning would sweep in. That was why I'd begrudgingly accepted Mike's offer to a few hours of rest without the horrifying nightmares that was sure to come if I dared to sleep alone.However, even those few h