All Chapters of Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Waking up in the arms of a murderer and feeling so ecstatic about it was not what I would have ever imagined myself experiencing in my wildest dreams if I had been asked to envisage a few  years ago, and yet the strong arms that wrapped around my waist, with fingers loosely placed just below my navel, belonged to a ruthless and mindless criminal, and even though my first instinct had been to jump out of bed and away from this stranger with the incredibly comfortable grip despite the fact that my own fingers had been interlaced with his, I got to remember where I was; whose arms I was in and my body relaxed into his hold involuntarily.Lazily maintaining my position in the king size bed, against the warmth of Mike's mostly naked body—I was equally naked myself— I let my mind wander off to the first time we'd ever made love and how passionate it had been. I remembered how Stephen refrained f

Chapter ninety-one. Mokunfayo Badmus:Waking up in the arms of a murderer and feeling so ecstatic about it was not what I would have ever imagined myself experiencing in my wildest dreams if I had been asked to envisage a few  years ago, and yet the strong arms that wrapped around my waist, with fingers loosely placed just below my navel, belonged to a ruthless and mindless criminal, and even though my first instinct had been to jump out of bed and away from this stranger with the incredibly comfortable grip despite the fact that my own fingers had been interlaced with his, I got to remember where I was; whose arms I was in and my body relaxed into his hold involuntarily.Lazily maintaining my position in the king size bed, against the warmth of Mike's mostly naked body—I was equally naked myself— I let my mind wander off to the first t

You are not their mother, You are not my mother, You're not a mother, You can never be a mother… Weeks after the altercation with both Mike and my nephew, of  words continued to linger in Mokunfayo's head, even as hours turned to days and days to over a week. Stephen's outburst had left her severely shocked. She couldn't help wondering how long he had held the thought in his head—out of the abundance of the heart and all that. Did he think of her often? And what did Stephen take her as? Eventually the questions changed dimension. Where was Stephen's mother really? What happene

You are not their mother, You are not my mother, You're not a mother, You can never be a mother… Weeks after the altercation with both Mike and my nephew, those words they'd left in wake of their cruelty still haunted me in both my sleep, my subconscious and even my wide-eyed consciousness. I had been severely shocked at Stephen's outburst, in fact, I still was astonished, and it all led me to wondering how long he had held all those poisonous thoughts in his head. Was it because I was too strict?—not that I didn't give him his space or anything—or was it that I was not doing the raising thing well? 

Mokunfayo Badmus:With all the recent events going on around me, I didn't think anything anyone said could actually shock me anymore, but Mike's revelation totally threw me off guard and regardless of the fact that I'd already mentioned this over a thousand times, I knew other surprises could never hold a candle to this one.I was enthralled."I…" I didn't know what to say. I was totally dumbstruck and my swaying announced that the shock was affecting me physically as well."You should really rest your leg. You can't keep up with this position. Come, let me help you…" I didn't even know he had moved close enough until his right hand wrapped around my shoulders as he helped me steady.I wordlessly allowed him to steer me towards the seat I'd been so eager to vacate earlier and watched him carefully set me sideways on the couch, leaving my feet suspended in his hands. He only released the leg —unto is laps— after seating clo