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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