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Sinful 32. Sinful
I had to sit tight-legged although the morning, because every time I separated my legs, I felt ice cold water dripping down my legs, followed by Antonio’s warm hands. It like I was reliving the night; I had never had anything like that, ever! Antonio really knew what to do and how to do it, it shocked me all the damn time; like where on earth did he learn all that stuff? “Hey, you good?” Melissa peeped into my office to ask.“Yeah, why?” I asked her, as it was weird she was ask
Sinful 33. Sinful
When I ordered my Uber back to Antonio's house, I almost put in my own address, it still felt new to me that I was living with Antonio, I wasn't over it.When I got home, Antonio was in the living room, with a glass of scotch in his hands, only that he was playing with the glass, not particularly drinking from it. Just looking at him sitting there like he owned the whole world, shirtless with his hair down. Fuck!My insides were already tingling and he hadn't even talked yet. I've always felt Antonio looked
Sinful 34. Sinful
ANTONIO's POVI couldn't sleep, not because I didn't want to but because I just couldn't sleep, and it had everything to do with the argument I had with Sewa. I acted like a complete prick and she didn't want to talk to me. I only acted the way I did because I was scared; I was sca
Sinful 35. Sinful
After the stressful day at work, I came back home to find a strange car parked in the mansion. It wasn't any of Antonio's cars for sure and it looked too shabby to be newly bought, so someone was clearly in the house.I didn't think much to it because Antonio always had his hoard of friends in the house from time to time. On getting into the house, I didn't hear the sound of people talking, and Antonio's friends were usually loud as fuck, so it was a little weird to me. I shook the thought of Antonio having a girl over from my head and walked to the kitchen to get water; I was parched.
Sinful 36. Sinful
I woke up as early as I could so I could take my time while preparing for work; that was the biggest lieI told myself. I didn't wake up for that, I woke up early to see and know if Antonio came home last night or not. I just wanted to know if he was sleeping or something so I tiptoed to his room, it was empty. Antonio really has a bad character of behaving wildly when things don't go according to his plans, it was tiring; and as much as I liked him, it was a huge turn off for me. I let out a sigh and
Sinful 37. Sinful
I couldn't sit still at the office; I was all shades of excited because it was the first time in months I was going out for a date. I honestly just wanted to taste the waters to see where it would take me. I've always been an ambassador for making bad decisions that were going to bite me in the ass someday, and no matter how much I thought about it, it felt like I was making a bad decision with Noah and Antonio, but I wouldn't know until I actually try, right?It was finally time to go home and
Sinful 38. Sinful
That night, I went back to an empty house; I don't even think Antonio came back home that night, because I stayed up late to get some work done, I even watched a couple movies, but he wasn't home.I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring wickedly in my ears, that was the punishment I got for being a deep and careless sleeper. I got dressed and had breakfast; somehow I could feel the emptiness in the house, the chef and the housekeeper were in the house, but Antonio wasn't home; I didn't have to check to know, I just knew. Wherever he was, wasn't my business anyway.
Sinful 39. Sinful
It was a Saturday, which meant no work for me, which also meant I had enough time to carry out my revenge on Mr. Prankster. I started off my day by wearing a black booty short and a sports bra downstairs for breakfast, just to rile up Antonio, to let him know that I was right there, within his reach, but he couldn’t lay a finger on me, I was there but he couldn’t touch me however he’d like. My plan worked perfectly fine.The chef, who I’ve never bothered to know the name of, served Antonio his breakfast; and as he grabbed the cup of coffee to drink, I appeared, smiling at him as he spilled the hot beverage on his body. That was just the beginning of m
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Sinful EPILOGUE. Sinful/ Sinner
Sewa's POV Six months later I woke up late again, despite all my alarms. I had just woken up, but yet I felt like I hadn't slept for hours; I guess my baby girl likes to sleep. "Well, you have to stop making me sleep so much madam, it's making me look bad," I rubbed my huge stomach. I got up from the big bed, the new room was empty, I guess Antonio had gone to work already. I sighed. Antonio was the reason I wanted to wake up early to at least make him breakfast or takeout for lunch as I had been too lazy to do anything, just waking up, demanding for food, then sleeping. Antonio never complained, not even after a very stressful day at work. He would always come back from work and attend to me like I was the tired one, well I guess I was;
Sinful BOOK 2: 39. Sinner
ANTONIO'S POV I watched as Sewa laid unconscious on the hospital bed, looking very peaceful but at the same time very fierce; she had a few cuts on her face, but she still looked very beautiful. Tears came to my eyes as I watched her; all this was my fault. Everything had been my fault from the beginning, if I had just listened to her when she warned me about Samantha, we wouldn't have been here. I let my eyes run over the length of her body, stopping at her stomach. I placed my hand over her stomach, letting the tears flow freely from my eyes. I had been too busy crying my eyes out while letting Sewa go through a worse pain. I had no idea pain could make a person deaf and blind. I had been sitting there, but I couldn't make out what was happening, I couldn't move; not until I heard Diego crying and tugging at at my shirt that I came back to earth and saw what Samantha was doing to her. I was so angry that pushed her away using my fist.
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"Samantha?" Antonio called dangerously. I almost feared for what Antonio would do to her. Almost."I didn't do anything to him, I swear Antonio, you have to believe me. I wanted to tell you that he was getting bullied at school, but I didn't know how to say it," Samantha cried. I got up, walked to her and slapped her across her stupid face."You don't have a conscience, do you?" I asked her. She was quiet."Say the truth or I will, and if I do, i will deliver each word with a slap until I'm done saying all the horrible things you've done!" I threatened. That seemed to get Samantha's attention. I guess she didn't like my slaps across her face."I'm a horrible person Antonio," Samantha cried, looking down at her finger nails. Why was she trying to talk like she didn't enjoy doing what she did?I tur
Sinful BOOK 2: 37. Sinner
"Samantha, what the hell is that noise?" Antonio's thunderous voice came in. The sound came from the top of the stairs."Why don't you come check out for yourself," Aaliyah yelled back. There was a pause, and then footsteps. While my eyes were fixed on the stairs, I didn't know Samantha had gotten up. I felt pressure pull my beanie from my head, then pull at my braids. I lost my balance and fell to the floor, but I wasn't going to give Samantha the satisfaction of beating me up. While her hands were still fixed on my hair, I grabbed her hand and turned around so I was facing her, I let one hand free from her hand that I grabbed and I sent a punch to her chest. Samantha fell backwards and I didn't falter. I ran to her, sat on her stomach and started my assault. Delivering punches across her face as imagined her putting her hands on Diego. She must've felt great, beating the boy to a fucking pulp, she must've loved it anytime he begged her to stop. I got angrier and my punches
Sinful BOOK 2: 36. Sinner
I got dressed in a pair of black leggings and a black crop top, coupled with a black jacket. I braided my hair in four cornrows that night before, so I put a beanie over it, grabbed my phone and stepped out of my apartment."Took you long enough," Aaliyah smiled at me, leaning on her black Mercedes Benz. She was dressed almost the same as I was; she had black leggings, a jumper and a big black shirt which I suspected belonged to Harry, over her shoulders."We look like we're going to the gym," Aaliyah tried to crack a joke. I smiled at her for the effort but I couldn't bring myself to laugh to show any other expression apart from the smirk across my lips."Let's go," I nodded at her and we got in, driving straight to Antonio's house. Thank heavens it was a Saturday and there was nowhere Antonio would be if not his love
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Aaliyah and I had a plan, where Aaliyah would go to the house and use seeing Antonio as cover but what she's actually doing is looking after Samantha and Diego to see if Samantha was doing something horrible to the boy. It wasn't much of a great plan given that Samantha pretends a lot but i knew it would work because Aaliyah and Samantha never agreed on the same thing, and it would be hard for Samantha to pretend to Aaliyah; Aaliyah see's right through her bullshit."Hell yeah! Let's do it! And I hope I catch her doing something so this time she goes to prison and rot forever," Aaliyah had said with so much determination."I gave Diego your phone number and mine, so if he calls you, it means there's something horrible going on," I told her. Aaliyah nodded, she was ecstatic that I was giving such an important task as she called it.I leaned into my office seat, letting out a worried sigh. It was almost 5pm, but I didn't have the heart
Sinful BOOK 2: 34. Sinner
Time passed by last night, and though I was awake through most of it, I was able to get in some sleep for a few hours, I didn't mind though since I didn't have to turn in for work as Dan and Melissa had everything covered.I strolled lazily around the house, picking noting what had to be cleaned and what not. I had been in the house for two days and three nights and I had been too weak to clean, but seeing as I didn't have anything to do with myself, I decided to clean.I was pleased with the results. The apartment smelled like me, and for some reason it felt like I didn't spend any time away from the apartment, like I had been in it all the while when I knew I was staying at Antonio's house. I guess my apartment had always been home to me in a way my father was home for me.I took a warm bath to calm my nerves and muscles, while rubbing
Sinful BOOK 2: 33. Sinner
I sat in my car, tired from all the shouting, yelling, puking and emotions that I had to let out, and I needed something to keep me calm, so I called the only man who ever cared about me. The only man who gave an actual fuck about me; my father."Hello, my angel," my fathers thick Nigerian accent hit me like a wave of fresh air. I smiled immediately at his voice and the name he called me."Hey daddy," I leaned further into my car sit in the park. I didn't quite have it in me to go back to being alone in that house just yet. I didn't feel like crying yet."This one you called me today, did somebody die," my father joked, I laughed. It had been only a few seconds but the man made me feel better than I've felt in hours. Why didn't I call him since?"No daddy, no one died, at least not yet," I added, thinking to how I'd kill Antonio once I find out that Samantha is doing something shady to my son.
Sinful BOOK 2: 32. Sinner
I wasn't satisfied, I wanted a reason, a reason why he could accept Diego and not the one growing in me. It was hard to concentrate on any work when I didn't know why he made the decisions he made. I pushed myself out of my chair, rushing to the restroom to puke, since nausea had become my best friend and I couldn't go one peaceful morning without it."Sewa, are you okay?" Melissa pushed the stall open, letting only her head in. Why did she follow me out?"I'm fine Melissa, get back to work," I was out of breath, but I managed the words just fine."No you're not. Dan has gone to tell Mr. Blue you're sick, so I think you can go home for the day," Melissa said. I nodded, waving my hands at her. I was going to take a leave anyway. Melissa closed the stall, leaving me alone to my nausea. When I was sure I was done emptying the contents of my stomach into the toilet, I cleaned myself a
