Yesterday's night club outing was an experience that will remain evergreen in my memory. We tasted different expensive wine and liquor. We danced to the latest hip hop music, we played truth and dare, we cruised around Abuja and finally sealed the day up with a mind-blowing sex. I really don't know why I went on and on, having sex with Alex. But what I do know is that I enjoy it and I might have taken Harriet's advice to heart.
My boyfriend didn't call me and for the first time, I felt myself feeling comfortable with it. Mom called to know how I was fairing and I gave her all the gist and only excluding the almost death scene of the plane and how I now have sex freely with my boss. If there is one thing that is confirmed, Alex is not only a hot looking geek god but also a bad beast in bed.
Everywhere is boring with nothing to do so I decided to explore one of my hobbies. Cooking. If there is one thing Abuja should be praised for, it is the peacefulness and tranquillity
Alex's point of view (POV)__Monday morning in Lagos and I already feel like a mess. I had a petty quarrel with my folks who wouldn't stop pestering me about marriage. I'm only twenty-five years old so why should I just rush into marriage with someone when I'm not sure I have found the right person for me yet.My head banged in a slight hangover from yesterday night and I had to stop at Starbucks on my way to work. The only thing that currently excites me is coming to the office to meet my personal assistant, Tife.I know I don't do black girls with a thick body but Tife is an exception. She's got this thick banging body that drives me crazy any time I see her in fitted the gowns. She has this melanin popping skin that reminds me of cocoa butter. She has this cute face that mesmerizes me any time I stared at it. She has an exceptional beauty that I have always admired right from the very first day I saw her at the traffic.The moment she banged my c
Alex's point of view (POV)__I stood by the shore side of the beach waiting for the hint of any bronze-skinned toned person named Tife.My mind did a little flashback to what happened in the afternoon. Her entire apartment is like a museum of her alleged boyfriend or do I say, ex-boyfriend. Yeah, I think that sounds better, the idea of someone else being her boyfriend tasted like a bitter pill in my tongue.Her walls are filled with photos of the fair-skinned, leaned guy with dreadlocks. At the corner of her table, she had a golden frame of him with big candles of different colours that I'm beginning to wonder if she worshipped him. When people use coloured candles, it could also mean rituals or curses so I'm hoping it is the latter.I stole a glance at her kitchen that was adorned with long beads that served as a decorative ornament to the kitchen and believe me, she has another huge frame of him hung up on the wall. She probably stares at his picture wh
"Don't worry, you will be fine. Stop getting nervous." Alex whispered in my ear as he led me towards the Adebayo's empire.Nervous? How wouldn't I be nervous? For the first time in my life, I am stepping into the compound of one of the most prominent and wealthy families in Nigeria so we can get introduced as his fiance.Mom on the other hand welcomed Alex with all opened chest. She eagerly went to the kitchen to prepare a local delicacy called amala, gbegiri, ewedu and offals. It has always been my favourite native food and Alex confirmed he likes it too but he prefers pounded yam and egusi soup.Mom didn't only sing my praises of finally getting sensible with choosing the right man, she also insulted the good-for-nothing Marcus and claimed she is happy he has gone with his bad luck. Mom loved Alex, even more, when he dropped a fat wad of Nairas for her to stock up her shop. She was more than excited. She began telling us to
All my life, I have always attended big weddings, ate to my fill without caring if the bride and groom are actually in love or something. Now it is my time to be wedded. It is my time for young girls to feast on my wedding foods without giving a flying fuck if Alex and I are compatible or if the marriage will last.___It is quite fascinating how the reality you know and must have adapted to, changes-- flips like a freaking pancake in a grilling machine. The day before and yesterday, I was single and today, I'm getting married. Although I'm happy to be getting married to my true love after dating for two years.I no longer work at the bank after I discovered that I am four weeks pregnant last week. My mother's store has been expanded to something ginormous-- to a shopping mall. It has always been her dream and Alex helping mother to actualize the dream only made her love him the more and became prouder of me.My brother ha
Whoever said life is not a bed of roses must have studied it critically from a broader view and successfully captured the raw factuality in a few words. Life is a chemistry set. Reactions waiting to be discovered, full of experiments and surprises. The mind must take what it is given and make best of it, never losing hope that more beauty will come.For an organized and consciously meticulous person, I have had my whole life planned out. Graduate at the age of twenty, work and become a millionaire by twenty-three, get married by twenty-five. Have two kids by thirty and tour the whole world with my family. A perfect and organized plan indeed. But not until life decided to strike me with its own trials and tribulations, shatter my extremely thought out plan, leaving me in a puddle of a mess as I try to pick up my pieces.Not in my twenty-three years of existence did I imagine that within the span of eight months, I would have swept the entire streets
I remember how I once read so hard for an exam. I read majority of the book and decided to sleep for an hour, after which I will read the remaining parts. I woke up hours later to discover that I was late for the exam. I told myself that since I have read most of the book then I should ace the exam.So with pride and confidence, I strode into the hall, received insults from the invigilator for coming late and finally sat for the exam. It turned out that the exam was only two questions that were intertwined and I couldn't answer question number two without answering number one. It was one of the most disappointing, awkward and embarrassing moment of my life. But does that disappointment supersede this?Burning rage and irritation seeped through my body like a deadly poison, screeching a demanded release in the form of unwanted violence. It was like a volcano erupting. The moment the man said the usual phrase of we will get back to you when I refused
I was in a bank six years ago trying to create a student account since I was newly admitted. I still remember the horrible feeling of realizing that it wasn't a joke, movie scene, or my imagination. It was real, all if it was real and it was actually happening.Five men with guns inside hollered, "don't move or we will blow your mother-fucking brains off!" I remembered feeling panicked, helpless and tensed. I have never felt so helpless like that in my entire life. It felt like time stopped while everything was going on, my hearts hammered furiously in my ribcage as it looked for where to run for safety and dump my body. I felt totally terrified and helpless.Sitting with my boyfriend beside me in a family dinner with mom and my brother awoke that buried feelings. It brought back the petrified feelings in an intensive wave. My boyfriend tangled his hands with mine under the table and I rubbed his palms soothingly and reassuringly.
"Look at this silly guy." Harriet pointed at the TV with scorn on her face."He has such a beautiful wife yet he cheats on her with someone that looks like she is wearing Halloween mask on her face." I hissed, rubbing my legs that were folded beneath in yoga style."Men are just so despicable." She frowned, changing the station."Objection my ladies!" Fridaous hollered, raising his hands in defence. "I take an exception to that, not all men are like that." He continued."But why do they really cheat, what do they want from us?" Harriet turned to Fridaous, folding her arms to her chest."Don't ladies cheat too?" He fired, raising a brow."But guys cheating has become so common and rampant these days." I butted in."Most ladies chase the bag using their body and the guys just want to catch the cruise." He hugged a throw pillow. "It such a pity most girls translate it
All my life, I have always attended big weddings, ate to my fill without caring if the bride and groom are actually in love or something. Now it is my time to be wedded. It is my time for young girls to feast on my wedding foods without giving a flying fuck if Alex and I are compatible or if the marriage will last.___It is quite fascinating how the reality you know and must have adapted to, changes-- flips like a freaking pancake in a grilling machine. The day before and yesterday, I was single and today, I'm getting married. Although I'm happy to be getting married to my true love after dating for two years.I no longer work at the bank after I discovered that I am four weeks pregnant last week. My mother's store has been expanded to something ginormous-- to a shopping mall. It has always been her dream and Alex helping mother to actualize the dream only made her love him the more and became prouder of me.My brother ha
"Don't worry, you will be fine. Stop getting nervous." Alex whispered in my ear as he led me towards the Adebayo's empire.Nervous? How wouldn't I be nervous? For the first time in my life, I am stepping into the compound of one of the most prominent and wealthy families in Nigeria so we can get introduced as his fiance.Mom on the other hand welcomed Alex with all opened chest. She eagerly went to the kitchen to prepare a local delicacy called amala, gbegiri, ewedu and offals. It has always been my favourite native food and Alex confirmed he likes it too but he prefers pounded yam and egusi soup.Mom didn't only sing my praises of finally getting sensible with choosing the right man, she also insulted the good-for-nothing Marcus and claimed she is happy he has gone with his bad luck. Mom loved Alex, even more, when he dropped a fat wad of Nairas for her to stock up her shop. She was more than excited. She began telling us to
Alex's point of view (POV)__I stood by the shore side of the beach waiting for the hint of any bronze-skinned toned person named Tife.My mind did a little flashback to what happened in the afternoon. Her entire apartment is like a museum of her alleged boyfriend or do I say, ex-boyfriend. Yeah, I think that sounds better, the idea of someone else being her boyfriend tasted like a bitter pill in my tongue.Her walls are filled with photos of the fair-skinned, leaned guy with dreadlocks. At the corner of her table, she had a golden frame of him with big candles of different colours that I'm beginning to wonder if she worshipped him. When people use coloured candles, it could also mean rituals or curses so I'm hoping it is the latter.I stole a glance at her kitchen that was adorned with long beads that served as a decorative ornament to the kitchen and believe me, she has another huge frame of him hung up on the wall. She probably stares at his picture wh
Alex's point of view (POV)__Monday morning in Lagos and I already feel like a mess. I had a petty quarrel with my folks who wouldn't stop pestering me about marriage. I'm only twenty-five years old so why should I just rush into marriage with someone when I'm not sure I have found the right person for me yet.My head banged in a slight hangover from yesterday night and I had to stop at Starbucks on my way to work. The only thing that currently excites me is coming to the office to meet my personal assistant, Tife.I know I don't do black girls with a thick body but Tife is an exception. She's got this thick banging body that drives me crazy any time I see her in fitted the gowns. She has this melanin popping skin that reminds me of cocoa butter. She has this cute face that mesmerizes me any time I stared at it. She has an exceptional beauty that I have always admired right from the very first day I saw her at the traffic.The moment she banged my c
Yesterday's night club outing was an experience that will remain evergreen in my memory. We tasted different expensive wine and liquor. We danced to the latest hip hop music, we played truth and dare, we cruised around Abuja and finally sealed the day up with a mind-blowing sex. I really don't know why I went on and on, having sex with Alex. But what I do know is that I enjoy it and I might have taken Harriet's advice to heart.My boyfriend didn't call me and for the first time, I felt myself feeling comfortable with it. Mom called to know how I was fairing and I gave her all the gist and only excluding the almost death scene of the plane and how I now have sex freely with my boss. If there is one thing that is confirmed, Alex is not only a hot looking geek god but also a bad beast in bed.Everywhere is boring with nothing to do so I decided to explore one of my hobbies. Cooking. If there is one thing Abuja should be praised for, it is the peacefulness and tranquillity
Mondays in Nigeria is one of the most hated days of the week. Most people don't even smile on Mondays knowing they have to resume another stress-filled week while struggling to beat Monday morning traffic after having a relaxed filled and cosy weekend with the family. The idea of abandoning it for work can be quite frustrating. Most kids even come up with a fake illness just to avoid school.Every other person out there is either heading to work or school but the reverse is the case here, I am here in the living room trapped with Alex who was clad in a pair of joggers."What do we do today now that the business deal is off?" I munched on my toast bread and took a sip from my hot chocolate."What do you think?" Alex walked towards the dining table to have his share of his breakfast."I don't know, you are the boss," I shrugged and stared at the crazy statics of people that have lost their lives to covid-19 in the television."And you are the assist
"Alex," a chubby-cheeked man with a ginormous moustache called.Alex's face became rigid and stiff immediately and he muttered, "Mallam Tanko."______The hostility in the atmosphere was thick, forged, and toxic that a new knife will go blunt at the attempt of slicing it. My heart heaved up as I tried not to breathe in the poisonous oxygen the air possessed.The two men stood at a fierce and fighting stance. Their eyes communicated thousands of hostile insults, words for words while I stood there like a little kid, observing and trying to appear distinct in the midst."Great to see you here," mallam Tanko said and stretched his hands out for a shake."Same here," Alex replied with clenched teeth and shook his hand firmly that Mallam Tanko winced a little."I hope you are looking forward to our business meeting tomorrow, Alex?""Definitely." Alex cocked a brow and clutched me tighter till I could feel pains around my r
Having your life flash around you while you scream so loud with your body trembling in trepidation as you mutter prayers of forgiveness in your mind is the craziest incident no one should experience.Everyone wants a swift, easy, effortless, and peaceful death, and not the crazy type that gives you hypertension while you scream your lungs out. Death is a one-man thing and to be honest, I don't even know how Alex is fairing.I just hope mom doesn't cry too much, my brother doesn't fall into depression, and that Harriet doesn't turn my house to a full-time brothel.All of these were going on in my mind when the jet screeched, 'system rebooting in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." And from the ground floor, we went up the sky in massive velocity."Thank you, Lord, oh my goodness," I screamed, unbuckle my seatbelt and jump on Alex's lap in joy. He was bathed in sweat and fear that his body kept on shivering."Are we dead
Sleeping early in the morning while the rain is falling can be another form of paradise on earth.I tossed around the wide perimeter of my bed enjoying the soft relaxation my mattress provided, while the cool breeze from the rain, sang a sweet lullaby to me. I hugged my duvet a little tighter and rolled so it enclosed me in its warmth.Sploosh!That could pass for an alarm, but from the painful splash across my face. My eyes flew open from the impact of the water that knocked every wisp of air from my lungs. I sat upright immediately, struggling to inhale and exhale simultaneously. The water was so cold that it stung and snatched every atom of warmth and heat within my grasp.My eyes narrowed at my smirking baptist who stood arm akimbo and tapped her feet constantly on the floor, enjoying my reaction."Harriet!!" I hollered with clenched fists, eyes shut firmly, and furrowed brows before throwing a