Hello dearies, here is a new chapter. Hope you enjoy it. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️Warning: explicit content ahead, skip if you would be offended. ThanksCHAPTER EIGHTEEN: CHRISTODIAI knew the moment he entered the house and into our bedroom that shit was about to go down. He should have been at his work pace doing whatever he was suppose to be doing but he was here looking at me like a hungry beast and I, a juicy piece of steak.It did make me feel that he still desired me because I was still in my PJ’s and there was nothing sexy about what I was wearing. That aside, I didn’t know what to do and how I was supposed to behave. Should I keep pretending that I don’t want him and that I’m still mad at him or I should I give in and enjoy what I have been missing and dreaming for a long time?I had made the three of us breakfast in the morning and we had all sat down and ate. Bright’s driver took him to school even though I wanted to be the one to do it, he refused. He h
I hope you enjoy. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER NINETEENKWAME AGYAPONGIt’s been two months since I brought Christodia back and everything has been working out fine between us. We are all happy and everything is good between us. My parents even came by when I informed them of her return and they met Bright. They bonded nicely. That little guy is a bundle of joy. It is near impossible not to like him. my father promised him to send him to any country of his choice for a vacation the moment he called him grandpa. Ever since my parents met him, they have been sending gifts every week. His room right now is too crowded and I had to talk to them to stop. They agreed with the condition that he spends his vacations with them. Of course, we reluctantly agreed so as to bring an end to this madness.With peace and love finally settling in our little family, I didn’t know how to approach the topic of Christodia’s father. I once asked her if she wanted to visit her fathe
Happy reading. I hope you enjoy this one. 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘*******************************CHAPTER TWENTY: CHRISTODIAKwame Agyapong has been pestering me about my dad and I's issue for a while now that I have been back. I seriously and truthfully don’t want to see my dad. Thinking about him gives me a headache because I keep having conflicting feelings. He indeed made me feel less than a human by giving me away to pay a debt but I can’t deny the fact that through his cruel way, I have a family of my own. I might not like the circumstances leading to that but I don’t hate the results. I have a very possessive and loving husband and a wonderful kid. I love both and I won’t exchange them for anything. For that reason, I forgive him but I’m not ready to face him. I was finally enjoying my life with Kwame Agyapong and I didn’t want to think about any other thing that would give me stress.I was sipping some expensive wine when Kwame approached me. He took my glass from me a
Sorry for the long wait. Anyway, Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️❤️CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: KWAME AGYAPONGI planning a huge and grand wedding much to Christodia’s disapproval. She wants a small type of wedding with only our family members but I want the exact opposite. I want the one that will be on the headlines for years to come. A wedding people won’t get tired of talking about. A type of wedding that new couples will compare theirs to. A wedding that will set the lead or a trend for others to look upon and follow suit. That is the one I’m going in for. They say a wedding is the single most important moment in a lady’s life but it is similarly an important moment in a guy’s life so I’m going to make it huge. Because I, Kwame Agyapong, deserve nothing less.As part of my plan, I visited Christodia’s dad with Bright and his condition was heartbreaking. He had type three diabetes and he was having it worse. His legs were totally paralyzed and he also was bleeding from his rectum making
Sorry for the long wait. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOCHRISTODIAIf someone had said that my wedding day was going to be like this, I would have cursed the person with every evil curse on earth. Notwithstanding, it turned out to be so. It was the exact opposite of what every bride wants on her wedding day.I wasn’t a happy bride on my wedding day. From the day I saw my dad on his sick bed, I have been crying constantly. I was sad every day. When Kwame Agyapong suggested we have the wedding sooner I didn’t object to it because it had been my dream to have my father walk me down the isle. I just thank God a wedding planner took care of everything because I was in no mood to plan a wedding. My own wedding, how ironic. I am just glad my father and I were able to get over everything that had happened. We did some catching up even though I did all the talking while he just looked at me with a permanent smile on his face. I forgave him before he even apologized. Life is
Thanks to everyone for walking with me through this story. I never thought of writing a novel but after putting down some nasty fantasy I had in mind, in writing, I was like hey, this could be a story and I did it. Thank you all. The reads and votes kept me going and I appreciate them a lot. Even with English not being my first language and knowing it is not without mistakes, you still read it. Also, with this being my first book, I grateful with the number of reads and votes so far. Thanks for the support. I think I can call myself a writer now ☺️😸. So, till we meet in my next book, stay blessed.**********The next is the new book I'm working on. I hope you like it. It's titled Make Me Hate you. It is a whole new book totally has no connection with the previous one. I'm posting the first twelve chapters here and when it's ready, I will post the entire book. let me know your views on it.Thank you 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞
TINA I had never liked the idea of marriage. To me marriage was just a painful and suffocation journey one must never choose to embark on. I mean why on earth do I need a man? A man was just there to add more burden to a woman's life. I had my own work; a three-star restaurant. I bought the place myself and had made my restaurant well known all over in Kumasi so I really didn't see why a successful woman like me should get married. I buy my own food and clothes and do not see the sense in marrying and then taking care of a full-grown man like a baby. Cooking for him, washing his clothes and taking care of a house that belonged to him. What was the essence in that?It was a total waste of time. The point was and had always been that, marriage was a burdensome and unnecessary procedure and don't let me start with children. Those little creatures that come into existence only to torment your life.When they come into the picture then you are done for. The cravings, mood swings and painf
MICHEALI hated marriages and I simply did not see the need for it. I was a successful business man with a stable income and a nice house and car. Bringing a woman into this peaceful and nice picture meant trouble. I truly did not see the need to marry. I knew I would one day get married because my family and society expected that from me but I would like to do it in my own time. Was it a sin to be thirty-six and not married? I don't need a woman.I had entered into relationships with quite a number of women and it was all the same thing. What they needed was money. They come into your life to spend your money and nothing else. There was a time in my late twenties when I wanted to settle down but I realized the lady I was planning on settling down with just wanted a wedding and nothing else. She wasn't in it for love like I was. No, she just saw a successful young man who could give her the kind of big wedding she dreamt of. Something to boast to her friends about and make them jeal
CHAPTER TWELVEMICHAELBefore the guys arrived, I needed to do something. I know my guys and they knew me. If care wasn’t taken, they would know that I was not in a real marriage and I needed to make this façade I was in look real. I just didn’t know how well Tina will cooperate. As we started washing the used utensil, waiting for the jollof rice to cook, I asked her if she was okay with my friends knowing about our current situation or if she wanted us to pretend that we were a loving couple. She told me we shouldn’t let others see our dirty laundry so we should pretend. I knew we she would say that.“So, you will be okay with me touching you and all that because, we are newlyweds and we should act all lovey dovely.” I asked.“Um okay.” She said.“It will just be till they are gone and I will leave right after.” I said to ease her.“Okay.”“Let’s practice now so that we won’t be awkward later. What do you say?” I asked carefully.“Okay I guess.” Not really sure of what she was sayin
CHAPTER ELEVENMIKEI was done with all these petty fight and hateful words. I had had enough of this. fighting for something you know you can win is entirely different from fighting for something or someone who doesn’t even want you. That is just a losing battle. This wasn’t like a story where the male lead was a rich and wealthy and very possessive where no matter what he does to the female lead she still falls for him in the end.No, I believe she is even wealthier than me and is more influential and more famous than me. I didn’t see anything I had that made me stand out among the two of us. Truth be told, she deserved better and I knew it. We haven’t consummated the marriage yet so it well won’t be a problem for us to go our separate ways.Calling my dad, I told him everything that was going on and my plans. I was going to pack and leave the house for her. She could do whatever she wanted. She would be free to do anything that suited her. And for once, my father agreed and suppor
CHAPTER TENTINAGetting inside my office, I asked my manager to hire a lawyer for me. My manager was very good at his job so I trusted that he would get me a good lawyer. I wonder if I have to pay this lawyer every month or I have to pay him when he does something worth his pay. I love spending on food stuffs but I don’t like spending on things I don’t see necessary. Thinking about it again, I thought of calling back my manger and asking him to stop but before I could do that, he said he had already contacted someone and the lawyer will come over the next week. My manager is too efficient, note the sarcasm.I took my mind off it just like I had taken my mind off my current predicament. I concentrated on what I was supposed to do for the day and when I was done for the day, I wondered where I was supposed to go. Should I go to my new home or go back to my own house. I got inside my car and went to my own house. Getting there, I realized that the door wasn’t locked. I panicked because
CHAPTER NINEMICHAELI sat down on the red leather coach in the living room staring at the 64 inches led screen, wondering how I got here. The tv wasn’t on because I didn’t want any noise and I doubted I would be able to concentrate on anything at the moment. I just wanted a peace of mind. One of the reasons why I didn’t want to marry was that I didn’t want a woman to come into my life to disturb me and, here I was. I was married to a woman who wanted nothing to do with me. My God, this was not what I prayed for. It wasn't that I didn’t want my wife to talk to me and have a conversation with me, I just didn’t want a nagging woman. I am aware I said I could cook for myself so I didn’t need a woman to do that but, I am currently married to a famous chef and I was actually expecting breakfast. I mean she also has to eat right? What was so wrong in me asking her that simple question? All she had to do was cook for herself and add a little more to what she would cook so that I could also
Been a while but I hope you enjoy this one too.CHAPTER EIGHTTINAMy mom was the first to see me. She let go of the suit case she was moving from my room to her car and rushed towards me. I made an attempt to reverse the car but she rushed towards the car and laid on the ground right in front of my front tires. The least mistake could kill her and she knew I couldn’t do that. I could have injured her and I knew mother knew that I would never do that to her."Must you make me marry someone I don’t know? Someone you don’t even know? Someone I don’t love and would never love? Someone I hate more than anything right now? Don’t you care for me anymore? Doesn’t my happiness matter anymore? Why in God’s name are you so adamant about this? tell me, what at all did he give you to make you go through all these lengths just to make me marry him? what has he done to you or for you force this on me?” I broke down and started to cry. I thought mothers put their daughters needs and happiness first
Hello there, here is another chapter and I do hope you enjoy it.CHAPTER SEVENTINAIt has been days and I haven’t answered any of my mom’s calls. My brothers had also I called but I didn’t answer theirs too. I at first wanted to give this a chance because I had been busy with my restaurant for years and I have had no proper relationship in my life so I wanted to give this a marriage a chance but that chance I wanted to give this would be relationship has just been flashed down the toilet the moment my would-be husband called me an overused woman.Seriously, what kind of gentleman used that term for a woman they just meet. Oh, I know, a condescending arrogant asshole is the type who would do that. How dare he walked straight into my restaurant, my own territory, and call me that? I should have said something more hurtful than what he said to me to hurt him more than how he hurt me. I should have dressed him with insults from head to toe. But I did none of those, why? Because my mom w
CHAPTER SIXMICHAEL I know I was mean to her but I had be. I had to rule out the fact that she could be a whore or what they called Slay Queens nowadays. I had to get a reaction from her that proved that she didn’t sleep around to get to where she was. It was no secret that most women slept around to get to high places.I did my investigation about her and found that there were no scandals to her name. It was quite surprising that there was absolutely no scandals to her name. A woman as famous like her would have definitely been seen with politicians, chiefs and other important people in the societies because that was how they became famous. Some women actually created scandals like that on their own just to be famous and I had seen a lot of women do that. She was famous in her field and could compete with other major chefs in Ghana but there were no scandals to her.She had never been spotted with going out with anyone. How she managed to do that, nobody knew. So, I thought maybe s
CHAPTER FIVETINAI took his number from my mom and but I couldn’t call him and it had been a week. I knew he had mine too so I was waiting for him to be the first to call so I could pretend I didn’t know him or I had any idea of whatever he would say.I wanted it to look like I had no idea about the marriage so that maybe he would know I wasn’t interested but it had been a week and he hadn’t made the first move yet. I was pissed and not happy. If I was to make the first move then it would look like I wanted this marriage but I didn’t.It was Saturday and I was in my office checking the account of the restaurant when one of my waiters came into my office telling me that a customer was dissatisfied with the food and was causing a commotion. I asked the waiter to tell the manager about it since that was why I hired a manger in the first place but he said the man wanted to sue my restaurant for severing him spoilt food and my manager was at lost and didn’t know what to do. What a waste o
MICHEALThe cock-and-bull story my mother told me when I got to the house made my blood boil. How could she ask a total stranger to be my wife? She made it sound like there was something wrong with me that’s why I needed prayers and her help to get a woman for myself. For crying out loud, there was nothing wrong with me and I was well capable of getting a woman. I didn’t need her going to church to pray for me like I had spiritual problems or health problems. She just made me madder and madder with her recount of how she met the lady’s mother.I mean how could she give me away to a thirty-year-old woman? Even if she was to find me a wife, shouldn't she be at least younger maybe early twenties but thirty? Thirty years and unmarried, there must be something wrong with her. Most girls I knew married at the age of twenty-six, twenty-seven or latest by twenty-eight but not thirty. For me, by thirty years if a woman wasn’t married then there was something wrong with her character or she is