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  • Bloodlust – Episode 37 & 38

    Bloodlust – Episode 37 & 38

     

    𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓

    Bloodlust – Episode 37 & 38

    (Thin Lines Between Death)

    Genres: Mafias / College / Homicide / Forbidden Love / Psychology. 

    𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. 

    Tags: Dark Romance, Family War, Crimes, Obsession, Lust, Drugs,  Violence, Intense Desires, Bad@ss Heroin, SÂŁx, Revenge, Secrets, Suspense, Rivals, Bloody, Cops,Thriller, Abuse, Bully, Tragedy. 

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    “Kian!!!” She screamed out. 
    Her eyes grew wide and she quickly covered her mouth with her palm,her sanity was at stake and as if Kian decided to pity her,he raised his head up and Scylla exhaled loudly. 
    Their eyes connected and she sniff in her tears,those are tears of nothing but too much pleasure. 
    “What if they heard me?” She asked. 
    Kian said nothing,he leaned over to her and placed his head on her chest,surprising her,but she didn’t move. 
    “Why did you failed to keep your promise?” Came Kian’s voice. 
    Scylla was doubting,if she should tell him about Elena or not,she might just make things worse. 
    “I forgot” She muttered and Kian raised his head. 
    “I don’t like people lying to me” He said,it was as if he could see right through her and that scared Scylla. 
    “I’m sorry” She mumbled against her teeth. 
    Kian got down from her bed and Scylla’s eyes followed him,is he leaving just the way he came?. 
    “You’re coming with me,get dressed” He told her sharply like he wasn’t ready to hear her say ‘NO’ 
    Scylla didn’t argue either,even though she felt somehow,what will happen if Bianca and Liliana finds out she left the house this late hour?
    “It’s almost ten,where are we going?” She questioned and Kian looked at her. 
    “I want to spend the whole night with you Scylla,am I not allowed to?” 
    The way his voice sounded in her ears almost tempted her to jump on his big body and kiss him lime crazy. Those full red lips of his are just too s+xy to ignore. 
    Scylla walked to her closet and hurriedly put on jogger p@nts and crop top,she wanted to pack her hair but Kian stopped her,claiming her loves her hair down,she smiled and wore her shoes then went to open the door. 
    They held hands and succeeded in leaving the house without getting caught. 
    Meanwhile in Liliana’s room,she somehow heard the game opening and she walked over to her window to check,she didn’t see anything but something felt off. 
    But the way she was feeling so sleepy didn’t allow her to stay up and think about whatever was going on,she just fell back on the bed and closed her eyes. 
    *
    Scylla got down from the bike as soon as Kian stopped,she took off the helmet and ruffles her hair before looking around In confusion. 
    It’s actually safe to say they are inside a forest right now,a Dark forest. 
    Normally in a movie,this is a perfect spot for villains to kill their preys,or victims,But Kian wouldn’t do that right? 
    “Where are we?” 
    “Scared?” Kian gave her a long gaze and Scylla smiled at him,a reassuring one. 
    “No,I’m not scared. Because I know you won’t hurt me” She said. 
    Kian’s expression was blank,not smiley,yet not frowny. 
    “Let’s go” He grabbed her hand and Scylla followed him obediently like a cute doll following the s+xy alien. 
    They walked for at least ten minutes before the whole environment changed into something else. 
    The once scary dark bush turned into a beautiful garden,just where the hell is this paradise?
    There’s a big beautiful river there with more water rushing out of the mountain which surrounds the river,the whole place was covered up with beautiful flowers,roses,lavender,peach and others. 
    A gasp escaped Scylla’s lips and she turned to face Kian. 
    “How…how…did,how..” She had to stop when it was beginning to sound like rubbish to her. 
    “It’s so beautiful! Where’s this place?!” She asked aloud. 
    “Nature” Kian smiled at her and she could have sworn that’s the most beautiful and sincere smile she has ever seen on his face. 
    “I used to come here when I was a kid…up till now,but mainly when I was a kid. Anytime father beats me,bloodily,i would come here and bath in the water,like it’s capable of healing my wounds” Kian muttered and left her side,she watched him walk closer into the beautiful garden. 
    She didn’t move from her position,she just stared at him. Even though he acts tough,still she could see how vulnerable and lonely he might have been,when he was younger. 
    Kian stopped as when he was about getting into the water,he faced her. 
    “I was like an abandoned puppy,desperate for attention from everyone,I’m still desperate though,but not for everyone,just someone” He smiled and Scylla smiled back..who could that be? That he’s desperate to get his attention? 
    “But then…I got better when I met Elena” Kian sighed and Scylla got more interested immediately. 
    “We were the same age and for the first time since I’ve lived with father,someone was interested in me,I wasn’t in any position to ignore such an angel and just like that,we do everything together….secretly” He said. 
    “I took her as my sister,because apparently I have no sibling,I made up my mind the day father used his sword on me in front of my brothers and none of them had pity in their eyes,I don’t know why I have no scars,I desperately want them to remain on my body but,maybe I’m an alien like you always call me,coz those f+cking wounds always close up faster than the weirdest things In the world,I hate that shit” 
    “I’m just saying…Only Elena was there for me,had my back and did the craziest things just to make me happy,she cries when I’m sad,and smile when I’m happy too…I love her so much,,,as a sister” He faced Scylla completely. 
    “She will get over me,soon or later,so don’t allow her words get to you so much for you to start avoiding me,I won’t allow that” he concluded and sat down,facing the water. 
    Scylla ran over to him and hugged him from the back. 
    “I’m sorry” She mumbled. 
    “I know” Kian said. 
    “But….can I swim here? Is the water safe? It look clean,but I’m wondering…”
    “I won’t allow anything to hurt you,not even a tiny mark on you”Kian said in a deep protective voice. 
    Scylla stared at him,his eyes also on her,she began taking off her clothes until she only have her pantie and bra on. Kian’s eyes didn’t leave her,not even once,her cheeks already turned tomato red with blush. 
    She dived into the water and brought out her head back,she used her hand to wipe her hair to the back,exhaling in the process. 
    “It’s f+cking cold” She turned to Kian and he smiled. 
    “I can’t imagine what you went through during your childhood,and I wish I can protect you. So from now on,,take me as your best friend……..”
    “You are not going to be my best friend” Kian cut in. 
    “Huh?” Scylla raised her brows. 
    “Then what am I?” She asked curiously and Kian smiled. 
    “Don’t be so curious little bird” he said. 
    Scylla blushed and continue swimming. 
    “Join me! Alien!” She shouted as she was enjoying every bit of it.
    Tonight is definitely going to be a memorable one for her. 
    If anyone ever told her she would be here,stuck with a person who is supposed to be her enemy,she would have definitely cursed them out. 
     
    VANESSA’S APARTMENT*
    Vanessa watched as Aaron’s car drove off,out of the street and she heaved out a sigh of relief. 
    Is she tired of being with Aaron? Yes she is,but can she escape from him? No,and that’s a fact. 
    Her parents should be blamed,just because of money,they sold her off to Aaron’s parents and automatically as she grew up,she became Aaron’s pet,she has never for once felt like a girlfriend,he doesn’t even treat her like one,she’s more like a pet slave to him,and he makes her understand that fact every day. 
    Is she ever going to be free from the hell of a bondage called relationship? She doesn’t know,she wouldn’t do anything to  trigger Aaron,he can be dangerous sometimes,really dangerous. 
    “The way you sighed out with relief seeing your boyfriend leave is a study case,Miss” A familiar voice said to her from the back and she turned. 
    Knox smiled at her and she quickly looked around as if someone might see her.
    “What,does he have a spy who tells him everything you do?” Knox teased again. 
    “Shut up” Vanessa snapped and dragged him inside. 
    There was silence between them until they entered Vanessa’s room and she closed the door with a loud exhale. 
    “You’re doing it again,I don’t like it” Knox said and she faced him.
    “What are you doing here?” Vanessa asked,in a calm voice. 
    “I was passing by,you see my car wasn’t with me right? And I saw you” Knox replied. 
    “So you’re trying to say your house isn’t far from here?” Vanessa glanced at him.
    “Why? You wanna come to my house with me? I have a lot of food and we can have fun,it’s weekend tomorrow so you don’t have to worry…….”
    “Knox” Vanessa interrupted him and he went silent. 
    “I have a boyfriend,so whatever you have in mind,please erase it. Aside that…how old are you?” She asked. 
    “Twenty” Knox replied. 
    “I’m twenty seven for heaven sake!” Vanessa shouted. 
    “I know your age” Knox said. 
    “And you still act like you’re older than me…..”
    “I think it’s normal to have a crush on a sexy lecturer,doesn’t mean I want to f+ck you” Knox said rawly and Vanessa paused. 
    “Knox…language” She mumbled. 
    Knox smiled. 
    “So what do you say? Wanna come?” 
    “No,go home,please” Vanessa sighed. 
    “I’m bored” He muttered and Vanessa looked at him. 
    “So?” 
    “My friends aren’t available,that was why I scrolled out,so why can’t we just have some fun together?” 
    “Because I have a boyfriend and you are my student,does it sound okay to you at all?” 
    “There’s nothing wrong with that,if we are going out right now,many people would think I’m your boyfriend,because I’m tall,hot,rich,caring and just….I don’t know why I’m saying all these Vanessa but,I just want to make you happy” Knox said. 
    “Goodnight” He muttered and like that,he went out of the room. 
    Vanessa sighed and fell on her bed,,she would be lying if she said Knox wasn’t getting her with all his sweet words. 
    But she’s scared,scared of Aaron and scared of what the world would think about her…a student hunter? It’s f+cking seven years age difference,who does that? 
    *
    NEXT MORNING, KIAN’S MANSION* 
    As soon as Scylla opened her eyes,the aroma of freshly made fresh toast filled her nose.
    It was only seven in the morning,she woke up with pure hunger,her stomach rumble all through the night. 
    While licking her lip,she got down from the bed and wore one of Kian’s flipflops she found,the way her small legs hardly covered half the size was almost embarrassing to her. 
    But with the hunger happening in her tummy presently,she’s got no shame. 
    She ran out of the room,with her hair flowing behind her,the oversized shirt makes her look like a cute baby hungry for food. 
    When she entered the kitchen,Kian was just dishing out the toasts into two plates. 
    “Yummy yummy” She inhaled and walked to the table,Kian looked at her as she picked one and threw it into her mouth at once. 
    She was humming and moaning as she ate it. 
    “Are you that hungry?” He asked and dropped a glass of milk on the table for her. 
    “You’re a life saver,I thought I died in my sleep” She said with full mouth. 
    Kian settled on the table,watching her with keen interested. 
    “Can you put me on the stool please?”  She asked. 
    The kitchen stool is a long one and she definitely won’t be able to sit on it. 
    “It’s for my height” Kian teased and Scylla scoffed. 
    “Good for you” 
    He carried her and placed her butt on it. 
    “Thanks” Scylla said without looking at him and just kept eating. 
    “You didn’t tell me about your mission last night,I see you didn’t get hurt” Kian said when he also started eating. 
    “Hmm” She nodded. 
    “I kicked their asses,told ya,you don’t have to worry about me” Scylla said. 
    She finished eating and checked the time. 
    “Geez,Alien I have to leave” She said and Kian’s expression went down. 
    “Can you drop me off somewhere,I can take a taxi on my own” 
    He nodded and Scylla ran out,probably to go upstairs and change her clothes. 
    Kian sighed,now everywhere will be boring again. 
    *
    MONDAY, PINNACLES~BASKETBALL COURT* 
    Knox was alone,he came to receive a call from his father and just decided to throw some points. 
    He kept throwing inside the hoop without missing even one,his moment got interrupted when the door opened. 
    Knox turned after throwing a last one,his mood almost got spoilt the moment he set his eyes on Narisha,what the heck is she doing there? 
    Knox threw the ball somewhere and picked up his jacket to get out at once. 
    “Hey” Narisha called and touched him. 
    “Any problem?” He asked with a deep frown and Narisha almost hot scared,but she covered it up with a simple smile.
    “I wanted to watch you play,are you leaving already?” She asked. 
    “I will lose all my skills if you watch me play,when did that start?” Knox frowned. 
    “You’re being harsh” Narisha mumbled,cutely. 
    But that cuteness actually look irritating to Knox. 
    “What do you want?” He asked. 
    “Nothing,I just want to be friends” Narisha replied. 
    “Who said I ran out of friends” Knox scoffed and walked out of her sight. 
    “Why is he being so hard?” Narisha bit her lips. 
    As Knox walked out of the court,he bumped into Shine and she almost fell,seems like she was evedropping before. 
    “What the f+ck is the meaning of this?” Knox Snapped. 
    “Sorry” Shine immediately apologized. 
    “F+ck off” Knox glared and walked away. 
    “What are you doing here?” Narisha asked as she came out. 
    “I was just passing” Shine lied,not knowing if Narisha would believe or not. 
    “Okay” Narisha sighed. 
    “So how was it?” Shine threw the question. 
    “He’s playing hard to get,but don’t worry,I will get him” Narisha smirked and Shine just nodded. 
    *
    Scylla pulled up her car in the school parking lot,the indoor one,it’s always quite dark except the little light coming from small space entering into the dark quiet garage. 
    She pressed a button on her key and locked the car. 
    “Why did you ignore all my calls” A voice asked and Scylla turned around. 
    She scoffed when she saw Lotana coming behind her. 
    “A simple Instruction Lotana,stop dragging this shĂŽt,it’s never going to work between us” Scylla said and made to leave. 
    Lotana was fast enough to grab her arm and pull her back almost roughly. 
    “What the hell is wrong with you!!” Scylla shouted. 
    “Do I look like a fool to you?! You don’t want me,then who the f+ck do you want?! That bastard Kian?” Lotana snapped. 
    Scylla glared at him. 
    “Take your hands off me” She said calmly. 
    “Or what? You think you’re stronger than me? Just because I’ve been keeping quiet doesn’t mean I’m a fÜÜl!! I want you and I’m gonna have it,stamp that!” Lotana shouted and pushed her against a car,hurting her wrist in the process as he held her too tight. 
    “Lotana” Scylla gasped as he tried to kiss her forcefully. 
    Scylla was still struggling with him when a strong grip grabbed his shirt from the back and Lotana became still. 
    Scylla looked at the person and it turns out as Kian,her eyes widened and she quickly shook her head. 
    He can’t do that,,it’s going to be trouble. 
    “No” Scylla mumbled in a pleading voice,they have to be more careful than anything at this point. 
    But all her signs and pleads fell on Kian’s deaf ear. 
    He just held Lotana’s shirt without making any more move. 
    “Who’s that f+cking bastard?!” Lotana shouted,but he couldn’t turn or do anything,Kian’s grip was so strong,his body was frozen. 
    “Who gave you the right to touch her?” His voice came out really deep,with anger enough to burn. 
    “What?”
    “Who said you could touch her!!” Kian thundered and Scylla flinched,what sort of anger is that?
    “Who are you?! Are you insane?!” Lotana yelled. 
    Kian firstly hacked all the CCTV there through his phone and instead of showing the garage,they are probably watching live porn now, and the next second,Kian flung Lotana across the garage like he was just a paper and he landed on another car roughly, the whole glass broke. 
    Scylla froze on the spot. 
    What just happened?
    “K….Ki…an” She stuttered. 
    Lotana couldn’t move,he coughed out blood and finally,lost his consciousness. 
    TBC. 
  • Bloodlust – Episode 37 & 38

    Bloodlust – Episode 37 & 38

     

    𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓

    Bloodlust – Episode 37 & 38

    (Thin Lines Between Death)

    Genres: Mafias / College / Homicide / Forbidden Love / Psychology. 

    𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. 

    Tags: Dark Romance, Family War, Crimes, Obsession, Lust, Drugs,  Violence, Intense Desires, Bad@ss Heroin, SÂŁx, Revenge, Secrets, Suspense, Rivals, Bloody, Cops,Thriller, Abuse, Bully, Tragedy. 

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    “Kian!!!” She screamed out. 
    Her eyes grew wide and she quickly covered her mouth with her palm,her sanity was at stake and as if Kian decided to pity her,he raised his head up and Scylla exhaled loudly. 
    Their eyes connected and she sniff in her tears,those are tears of nothing but too much pleasure. 
    “What if they heard me?” She asked. 
    Kian said nothing,he leaned over to her and placed his head on her chest,surprising her,but she didn’t move. 
    “Why did you failed to keep your promise?” Came Kian’s voice. 
    Scylla was doubting,if she should tell him about Elena or not,she might just make things worse. 
    “I forgot” She muttered and Kian raised his head. 
    “I don’t like people lying to me” He said,it was as if he could see right through her and that scared Scylla. 
    “I’m sorry” She mumbled against her teeth. 
    Kian got down from her bed and Scylla’s eyes followed him,is he leaving just the way he came?. 
    “You’re coming with me,get dressed” He told her sharply like he wasn’t ready to hear her say ‘NO’ 
    Scylla didn’t argue either,even though she felt somehow,what will happen if Bianca and Liliana finds out she left the house this late hour?
    “It’s almost ten,where are we going?” She questioned and Kian looked at her. 
    “I want to spend the whole night with you Scylla,am I not allowed to?” 
    The way his voice sounded in her ears almost tempted her to jump on his big body and kiss him lime crazy. Those full red lips of his are just too s+xy to ignore. 
    Scylla walked to her closet and hurriedly put on jogger p@nts and crop top,she wanted to pack her hair but Kian stopped her,claiming her loves her hair down,she smiled and wore her shoes then went to open the door. 
    They held hands and succeeded in leaving the house without getting caught. 
    Meanwhile in Liliana’s room,she somehow heard the game opening and she walked over to her window to check,she didn’t see anything but something felt off. 
    But the way she was feeling so sleepy didn’t allow her to stay up and think about whatever was going on,she just fell back on the bed and closed her eyes. 
    *
    Scylla got down from the bike as soon as Kian stopped,she took off the helmet and ruffles her hair before looking around In confusion. 
    It’s actually safe to say they are inside a forest right now,a Dark forest. 
    Normally in a movie,this is a perfect spot for villains to kill their preys,or victims,But Kian wouldn’t do that right? 
    “Where are we?” 
    “Scared?” Kian gave her a long gaze and Scylla smiled at him,a reassuring one. 
    “No,I’m not scared. Because I know you won’t hurt me” She said. 
    Kian’s expression was blank,not smiley,yet not frowny. 
    “Let’s go” He grabbed her hand and Scylla followed him obediently like a cute doll following the s+xy alien. 
    They walked for at least ten minutes before the whole environment changed into something else. 
    The once scary dark bush turned into a beautiful garden,just where the hell is this paradise?
    There’s a big beautiful river there with more water rushing out of the mountain which surrounds the river,the whole place was covered up with beautiful flowers,roses,lavender,peach and others. 
    A gasp escaped Scylla’s lips and she turned to face Kian. 
    “How…how…did,how..” She had to stop when it was beginning to sound like rubbish to her. 
    “It’s so beautiful! Where’s this place?!” She asked aloud. 
    “Nature” Kian smiled at her and she could have sworn that’s the most beautiful and sincere smile she has ever seen on his face. 
    “I used to come here when I was a kid…up till now,but mainly when I was a kid. Anytime father beats me,bloodily,i would come here and bath in the water,like it’s capable of healing my wounds” Kian muttered and left her side,she watched him walk closer into the beautiful garden. 
    She didn’t move from her position,she just stared at him. Even though he acts tough,still she could see how vulnerable and lonely he might have been,when he was younger. 
    Kian stopped as when he was about getting into the water,he faced her. 
    “I was like an abandoned puppy,desperate for attention from everyone,I’m still desperate though,but not for everyone,just someone” He smiled and Scylla smiled back..who could that be? That he’s desperate to get his attention? 
    “But then…I got better when I met Elena” Kian sighed and Scylla got more interested immediately. 
    “We were the same age and for the first time since I’ve lived with father,someone was interested in me,I wasn’t in any position to ignore such an angel and just like that,we do everything together….secretly” He said. 
    “I took her as my sister,because apparently I have no sibling,I made up my mind the day father used his sword on me in front of my brothers and none of them had pity in their eyes,I don’t know why I have no scars,I desperately want them to remain on my body but,maybe I’m an alien like you always call me,coz those f+cking wounds always close up faster than the weirdest things In the world,I hate that shit” 
    “I’m just saying…Only Elena was there for me,had my back and did the craziest things just to make me happy,she cries when I’m sad,and smile when I’m happy too…I love her so much,,,as a sister” He faced Scylla completely. 
    “She will get over me,soon or later,so don’t allow her words get to you so much for you to start avoiding me,I won’t allow that” he concluded and sat down,facing the water. 
    Scylla ran over to him and hugged him from the back. 
    “I’m sorry” She mumbled. 
    “I know” Kian said. 
    “But….can I swim here? Is the water safe? It look clean,but I’m wondering…”
    “I won’t allow anything to hurt you,not even a tiny mark on you”Kian said in a deep protective voice. 
    Scylla stared at him,his eyes also on her,she began taking off her clothes until she only have her pantie and bra on. Kian’s eyes didn’t leave her,not even once,her cheeks already turned tomato red with blush. 
    She dived into the water and brought out her head back,she used her hand to wipe her hair to the back,exhaling in the process. 
    “It’s f+cking cold” She turned to Kian and he smiled. 
    “I can’t imagine what you went through during your childhood,and I wish I can protect you. So from now on,,take me as your best friend……..”
    “You are not going to be my best friend” Kian cut in. 
    “Huh?” Scylla raised her brows. 
    “Then what am I?” She asked curiously and Kian smiled. 
    “Don’t be so curious little bird” he said. 
    Scylla blushed and continue swimming. 
    “Join me! Alien!” She shouted as she was enjoying every bit of it.
    Tonight is definitely going to be a memorable one for her. 
    If anyone ever told her she would be here,stuck with a person who is supposed to be her enemy,she would have definitely cursed them out. 
     
    VANESSA’S APARTMENT*
    Vanessa watched as Aaron’s car drove off,out of the street and she heaved out a sigh of relief. 
    Is she tired of being with Aaron? Yes she is,but can she escape from him? No,and that’s a fact. 
    Her parents should be blamed,just because of money,they sold her off to Aaron’s parents and automatically as she grew up,she became Aaron’s pet,she has never for once felt like a girlfriend,he doesn’t even treat her like one,she’s more like a pet slave to him,and he makes her understand that fact every day. 
    Is she ever going to be free from the hell of a bondage called relationship? She doesn’t know,she wouldn’t do anything to  trigger Aaron,he can be dangerous sometimes,really dangerous. 
    “The way you sighed out with relief seeing your boyfriend leave is a study case,Miss” A familiar voice said to her from the back and she turned. 
    Knox smiled at her and she quickly looked around as if someone might see her.
    “What,does he have a spy who tells him everything you do?” Knox teased again. 
    “Shut up” Vanessa snapped and dragged him inside. 
    There was silence between them until they entered Vanessa’s room and she closed the door with a loud exhale. 
    “You’re doing it again,I don’t like it” Knox said and she faced him.
    “What are you doing here?” Vanessa asked,in a calm voice. 
    “I was passing by,you see my car wasn’t with me right? And I saw you” Knox replied. 
    “So you’re trying to say your house isn’t far from here?” Vanessa glanced at him.
    “Why? You wanna come to my house with me? I have a lot of food and we can have fun,it’s weekend tomorrow so you don’t have to worry…….”
    “Knox” Vanessa interrupted him and he went silent. 
    “I have a boyfriend,so whatever you have in mind,please erase it. Aside that…how old are you?” She asked. 
    “Twenty” Knox replied. 
    “I’m twenty seven for heaven sake!” Vanessa shouted. 
    “I know your age” Knox said. 
    “And you still act like you’re older than me…..”
    “I think it’s normal to have a crush on a sexy lecturer,doesn’t mean I want to f+ck you” Knox said rawly and Vanessa paused. 
    “Knox…language” She mumbled. 
    Knox smiled. 
    “So what do you say? Wanna come?” 
    “No,go home,please” Vanessa sighed. 
    “I’m bored” He muttered and Vanessa looked at him. 
    “So?” 
    “My friends aren’t available,that was why I scrolled out,so why can’t we just have some fun together?” 
    “Because I have a boyfriend and you are my student,does it sound okay to you at all?” 
    “There’s nothing wrong with that,if we are going out right now,many people would think I’m your boyfriend,because I’m tall,hot,rich,caring and just….I don’t know why I’m saying all these Vanessa but,I just want to make you happy” Knox said. 
    “Goodnight” He muttered and like that,he went out of the room. 
    Vanessa sighed and fell on her bed,,she would be lying if she said Knox wasn’t getting her with all his sweet words. 
    But she’s scared,scared of Aaron and scared of what the world would think about her…a student hunter? It’s f+cking seven years age difference,who does that? 
    *
    NEXT MORNING, KIAN’S MANSION* 
    As soon as Scylla opened her eyes,the aroma of freshly made fresh toast filled her nose.
    It was only seven in the morning,she woke up with pure hunger,her stomach rumble all through the night. 
    While licking her lip,she got down from the bed and wore one of Kian’s flipflops she found,the way her small legs hardly covered half the size was almost embarrassing to her. 
    But with the hunger happening in her tummy presently,she’s got no shame. 
    She ran out of the room,with her hair flowing behind her,the oversized shirt makes her look like a cute baby hungry for food. 
    When she entered the kitchen,Kian was just dishing out the toasts into two plates. 
    “Yummy yummy” She inhaled and walked to the table,Kian looked at her as she picked one and threw it into her mouth at once. 
    She was humming and moaning as she ate it. 
    “Are you that hungry?” He asked and dropped a glass of milk on the table for her. 
    “You’re a life saver,I thought I died in my sleep” She said with full mouth. 
    Kian settled on the table,watching her with keen interested. 
    “Can you put me on the stool please?”  She asked. 
    The kitchen stool is a long one and she definitely won’t be able to sit on it. 
    “It’s for my height” Kian teased and Scylla scoffed. 
    “Good for you” 
    He carried her and placed her butt on it. 
    “Thanks” Scylla said without looking at him and just kept eating. 
    “You didn’t tell me about your mission last night,I see you didn’t get hurt” Kian said when he also started eating. 
    “Hmm” She nodded. 
    “I kicked their asses,told ya,you don’t have to worry about me” Scylla said. 
    She finished eating and checked the time. 
    “Geez,Alien I have to leave” She said and Kian’s expression went down. 
    “Can you drop me off somewhere,I can take a taxi on my own” 
    He nodded and Scylla ran out,probably to go upstairs and change her clothes. 
    Kian sighed,now everywhere will be boring again. 
    *
    MONDAY, PINNACLES~BASKETBALL COURT* 
    Knox was alone,he came to receive a call from his father and just decided to throw some points. 
    He kept throwing inside the hoop without missing even one,his moment got interrupted when the door opened. 
    Knox turned after throwing a last one,his mood almost got spoilt the moment he set his eyes on Narisha,what the heck is she doing there? 
    Knox threw the ball somewhere and picked up his jacket to get out at once. 
    “Hey” Narisha called and touched him. 
    “Any problem?” He asked with a deep frown and Narisha almost hot scared,but she covered it up with a simple smile.
    “I wanted to watch you play,are you leaving already?” She asked. 
    “I will lose all my skills if you watch me play,when did that start?” Knox frowned. 
    “You’re being harsh” Narisha mumbled,cutely. 
    But that cuteness actually look irritating to Knox. 
    “What do you want?” He asked. 
    “Nothing,I just want to be friends” Narisha replied. 
    “Who said I ran out of friends” Knox scoffed and walked out of her sight. 
    “Why is he being so hard?” Narisha bit her lips. 
    As Knox walked out of the court,he bumped into Shine and she almost fell,seems like she was evedropping before. 
    “What the f+ck is the meaning of this?” Knox Snapped. 
    “Sorry” Shine immediately apologized. 
    “F+ck off” Knox glared and walked away. 
    “What are you doing here?” Narisha asked as she came out. 
    “I was just passing” Shine lied,not knowing if Narisha would believe or not. 
    “Okay” Narisha sighed. 
    “So how was it?” Shine threw the question. 
    “He’s playing hard to get,but don’t worry,I will get him” Narisha smirked and Shine just nodded. 
    *
    Scylla pulled up her car in the school parking lot,the indoor one,it’s always quite dark except the little light coming from small space entering into the dark quiet garage. 
    She pressed a button on her key and locked the car. 
    “Why did you ignore all my calls” A voice asked and Scylla turned around. 
    She scoffed when she saw Lotana coming behind her. 
    “A simple Instruction Lotana,stop dragging this shĂŽt,it’s never going to work between us” Scylla said and made to leave. 
    Lotana was fast enough to grab her arm and pull her back almost roughly. 
    “What the hell is wrong with you!!” Scylla shouted. 
    “Do I look like a fool to you?! You don’t want me,then who the f+ck do you want?! That bastard Kian?” Lotana snapped. 
    Scylla glared at him. 
    “Take your hands off me” She said calmly. 
    “Or what? You think you’re stronger than me? Just because I’ve been keeping quiet doesn’t mean I’m a fÜÜl!! I want you and I’m gonna have it,stamp that!” Lotana shouted and pushed her against a car,hurting her wrist in the process as he held her too tight. 
    “Lotana” Scylla gasped as he tried to kiss her forcefully. 
    Scylla was still struggling with him when a strong grip grabbed his shirt from the back and Lotana became still. 
    Scylla looked at the person and it turns out as Kian,her eyes widened and she quickly shook her head. 
    He can’t do that,,it’s going to be trouble. 
    “No” Scylla mumbled in a pleading voice,they have to be more careful than anything at this point. 
    But all her signs and pleads fell on Kian’s deaf ear. 
    He just held Lotana’s shirt without making any more move. 
    “Who’s that f+cking bastard?!” Lotana shouted,but he couldn’t turn or do anything,Kian’s grip was so strong,his body was frozen. 
    “Who gave you the right to touch her?” His voice came out really deep,with anger enough to burn. 
    “What?”
    “Who said you could touch her!!” Kian thundered and Scylla flinched,what sort of anger is that?
    “Who are you?! Are you insane?!” Lotana yelled. 
    Kian firstly hacked all the CCTV there through his phone and instead of showing the garage,they are probably watching live porn now, and the next second,Kian flung Lotana across the garage like he was just a paper and he landed on another car roughly, the whole glass broke. 
    Scylla froze on the spot. 
    What just happened?
    “K….Ki…an” She stuttered. 
    Lotana couldn’t move,he coughed out blood and finally,lost his consciousness. 
    TBC. 
  • Insatiable Cravings – Episode 45

    Insatiable Cravings – Episode 45

     

     

    INSATIABLE CRAVINGS

    Insatiable Cravings – Episode 45

    Subtitle; {Loving You Is A Loosing Game} 

    TAGS: Age-gap, Mafia, Forbidden Love, Drama, Tragedy and Betrayal.

    Settings: United Kingdom, Russia and others.

    By: Chukwuma Rejoice 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    Genevieve ~

    “Listen here, love, you just need to do one thing for us, and we’ll let you go right now.” The fĂłol who was gripping my arm tightly enough to leave bruises glared at me, his eyes boring into mine as he attempted to intimidate me. All I offered in return was a bored, blank stare, which seemed to frustrate him further. “Do you need something?” 

    He was trying to coax me into conversation with the promise of freedom. Did he have the faintest idea who he was dealing with? 

    It was one thing to kidĂąap the Duke’s granddaughter, but an entirely different matter not to recognise the significance of his captive. How tiresome. 

    With my arms folded over my chest, I let out a weary sigh and grimaced, giving him a thorough once-over. “Yes,” I replied, my tone utterly flat. 

    What could only be described as a smile—or perhaps a smirk, albeit one of the most unattractive I’d ever seen—twisted his features. He lowered himself into the chair opposite mine. “Yeah? And what might that be?” 

    “I want to get out of this place.” 

    “BloĂłdy hĂŠll!” The oaf with the deep black hair shouted, leaping to his feet in a fit of rage. I watched him pace the cramped little room where I was being held, tugging at his hair as he muttered to himself. “What a pain in the Ă rse.” 

    Oh, if only he knew. 

    My gaze swept the room for the fourth time since I had arrived, which was now a little over an hour ago. Yes, I was counting. It was empty, devoid of anything but two chairs. 

    Two uncomfortable chairs, mind you. 

    I know this is my first experience of being kidnappĂŠd, but I expected at least a bed. Is that too much to ask? I couldn’t care less. 

    “Who are you?” I asked, fixing him with an inquisitive stare as he continued his restless pacing. “If you tell me that, I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.” His eyes met mine, and for a fleeting moment, I caught a glimmer of expectation before it vanished at the sight of my smirk. “I’m serious. Ask me questions, and I’ll answer yours. Deal?” 

    With a resigned sigh, he relented. “Fine. Deal.” 

    “Good.” I shifted in my still-uncomfortable seat, tilting my head to the side as I awaited his response to my initial question. Instead, he merely stared at me, seemingly at a loss for words. Rolling my eyes, I shook my head in pity at his sheer stupidĂ­ty and reiterated, “So, who are you?” 

    “Daniel.” 

    A scoff escaped me at the transparent lie. Did he really think I was that gullible? 

    How utterly amusing of him to underestimate me. 

    “Daniel” rolled his eyes, and if I hadn’t been paying such close attention, I might have missed the string of expletivĂŠs that slipped past his lips. “I’m Brad.” 

    Hmm, he strikes me as a Brad. Though, if you were to remove the “b” and replace the “d” with a “t,” it would suit him perfectly.

    I bestowed upon him my signature fake smile. “Genevieve. I’m Genevieve King. That aside, who sent you?” 

    “None of your business. How do you know Dominic Morozov?” 

    “None of your business. How about you bĂşgger off?” The sight of his frown made me genuinely smile this time. “What? You forgot the deal, so I did too.” 

    Brad let out another hiss, this one filled with even more annoyance than before, but I couldn’t care less. I knew his gĂşn was tucked into his back pocket, so when he reached for it, I feigned a yawn, pretending to be utterly bored. 

    Except it wasn’t an act. I truly was bored out of my mind. 

    “Genevieve, there are exactly two bĂşllets in this gun, and if you don’t start talking and answering questions, I’ll put them in you. One in your mouth and the other in your head.” 

    I looked up at the gĂşn aimed at me, nodded once like a good little girl, then the second I flipped my gaze, a laugh escaped me. “Oh dear, I’m absolutely terrified. Please, don’t shĂłot me.” 

    I was good at everything I wanted to excel at, and poor acting was just another of my talents. Brad gritted his teeth, his face reddening to the point of explosion. 

    However, he wasn’t quite convinced that I didn’t fear dĂŠath, even if it were to embrace me this very instant. He flexed his finger on the trĂ­gger, clearly hoping to instil a sense of dreĂ d in me. 

    “Seriously, pull it.” 

    “Alright, we’ll do this your way.” 

    “Nice choice. Now, tell me who the bloĂłdy hĂŠll sent you?” 

    “The Brazilian clan. I’m sure Dominic has filled you in; he killĂŠd our boss.” 

    “Fantastic!” I might have been a touch too overexcited, earning a quizzical look from him, but I was absolutely not sorry. “I mean, oh dear, that’s drĂŠadful.” I faked a tone of sarcasm, then chuckled. “Don’t worry. Since you loved your boss so much, you’ll be joining him in hĂŠll very soon.” 

    “I need just one answer from you. Do you know where the Russian base is located here in the UK?” 

    “Just one question?” 

    “Yes.” 

    “Deal?” 

    “Deal.” 

    “Alright then. Yes, I know the location of the Russian base. Why?” 

    “Where is it?” 

    “Hah, you said one question. What, didn’t they teach you how to count in school, Brady?” 

    The fĂşry that clouded his gaze at that moment was a clear signal that things were about to go awry, and oh, was I ready. IdĂ­otic Brad took hold of his gĂşn again, clicked the unlock button, and aimed it at me. 

    “Last chance, beautiful. Will you talk?” 

    “No,” I replied. 

    Remember when I mentioned I did gymnastics as a child? Well, I wasn’t lying. Just as I saw his finger poised to press down hard on the trĂ­gger, I executed a flying kick aimed at his hand, causing the gĂşn to tumble from his pathĂŠtic grip. 

    “What, do you need lessons on how to properly hold a gĂşn, Brady?” That name seemed to have a particularly infuriating effect on him. It made him furious, and I wouldn’t be Genevieve King if I didn’t exploit that to my advantage. 

    The guĂą was now lying on the far side of the room, according to my brilliant plan to make him retrieve it in order to shĂłot me. But just as he picked it up and turned to face me, I reached for my trusty companion hidden beneath my skirt and hurled Dominic’s kĂąife—now mine—towards his chest. 

    In an instant, Brady let out a painful shout, whimpering like a child as blood dripped from his chest. I sauntered over to him, having grown tired of his pathĂŠtic attempts to grasp the gĂşn lying just a few feet away. 

    “Come on, Brady. You can do it; I believe in you.” I couldn’t suppress my laughter, no matter how hard I tried. The more I looked at him, the more I found it amusing. “Let me help.” 

    Crouching down to his level, since he was busy whimpering on the floor, I picked up the gĂşn with a small smirk. “Where do you think I should put the bullĂŠts in you?” 

    It was only a matter of time before the other wrĂŠtched bloke came in and discovered his friend on the brink of dĂŠath, and I needed to be ready for him. Brady was losing more blĂłod with each passing second, and no matter how hard I stared at him, I couldn’t muster the humane compassion to assist him, even as his breaths grew shallower. 

    Dominic Morozov was a bĂ d, bĂ d influence on me. And I absolutely loved it. I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

    My thoughts were rudely interrupted as the doors swung open.

    TBC

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  • Innocent Thief – Final

    Innocent Thief – Final

     

    INNOCENT THIEF

    Innocent Thief – Final

    Š Ameen Oppy 

           “Stay away from me you m***********” she cried and Mr Hudson gave her a deafening slap that sent her across the room she fell to the bed he pinned her down to the bed and tried  to have his way with her but she kept Kicking her legs in the air.

        ” Stay off me ” she yelled and like a splash she heard a sound in her head and the power overwhelmed are she used all the might in her to pushed Mr Hudson away she moved toward the bed and took out the knife.

         “Come to me if you are tired of life”. She dared showing him the edge of knife. He rushed to her and tried to snatch the knife away but she stabbed him instead. She pressed the knife more harder till he dropped dead on the floor. She knelt beside him and pull out the knife and stabbed him again on the stomach on his stomach. He grunts as blood gushed out of his stomach and chest. She stabbed him again and again until he was lifeless.

              The spirit left her and she realized what she had done the door burst open and her mother entered with some of their guards.

            “What is happening here” One of them asked.

          “Keaira, don’t tell me you kill him. You killed your stepfather My own husband.” Mrs Hudson yelled dropping the bag she was holding.

          “I don’t know how it happened, trust me I don’t wanna kill him even if he is not a good person.” She said and her mother tried to hit her.

           “Don’t you dare hit me or else you will follow him.” She said showing her the knife as the spirit clouded her again. The guard rushed to her and collected the knife from her.

             “You are a worst mother married to a deep criminal. I always want to tell you this but where were you then that I need you. your so called husband raped me anytime he wants but did you care to listen? Now I took him out of the way, you are blaming me. I do the right thing.” She said and the cops entered.

           “You are under arrest Miss keaira Gavis for the offense murder. Anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law.” One of the police said and handcuff her before taking her away.

             THE END

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  • Innocent Thief – Final

    Innocent Thief – Final

     

    INNOCENT THIEF

    Innocent Thief – Final

    Š Ameen Oppy 

           “Stay away from me you m***********” she cried and Mr Hudson gave her a deafening slap that sent her across the room she fell to the bed he pinned her down to the bed and tried  to have his way with her but she kept Kicking her legs in the air.

        ” Stay off me ” she yelled and like a splash she heard a sound in her head and the power overwhelmed are she used all the might in her to pushed Mr Hudson away she moved toward the bed and took out the knife.

         “Come to me if you are tired of life”. She dared showing him the edge of knife. He rushed to her and tried to snatch the knife away but she stabbed him instead. She pressed the knife more harder till he dropped dead on the floor. She knelt beside him and pull out the knife and stabbed him again on the stomach on his stomach. He grunts as blood gushed out of his stomach and chest. She stabbed him again and again until he was lifeless.

              The spirit left her and she realized what she had done the door burst open and her mother entered with some of their guards.

            “What is happening here” One of them asked.

          “Keaira, don’t tell me you kill him. You killed your stepfather My own husband.” Mrs Hudson yelled dropping the bag she was holding.

          “I don’t know how it happened, trust me I don’t wanna kill him even if he is not a good person.” She said and her mother tried to hit her.

           “Don’t you dare hit me or else you will follow him.” She said showing her the knife as the spirit clouded her again. The guard rushed to her and collected the knife from her.

             “You are a worst mother married to a deep criminal. I always want to tell you this but where were you then that I need you. your so called husband raped me anytime he wants but did you care to listen? Now I took him out of the way, you are blaming me. I do the right thing.” She said and the cops entered.

           “You are under arrest Miss keaira Gavis for the offense murder. Anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law.” One of the police said and handcuff her before taking her away.

             THE END

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 1

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 1

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 1

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    Š Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    Z𝒐𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐f 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔€𝒙𝒚, 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝑴𝒓 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅, 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 f𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔. 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆 – 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 f𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 Z𝒐𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎?𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 f𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒔

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

                     

    “Remember when you get up on that stage, you’re a whole different person.”

    “A whole different person?” I asked, using my hand to cover up the exposed parts of my body. It was really hard to do that considering the fact that I was only wearing a thong and a black lace bra.

    “Yes Zoe, why do you have to ask this every time? You know what I mean. The men are paying good money for your body. Treat them well, it’s the least you can do. Now stop being such an airhead and get up there.”

    I swallowed and stared down at myself. My tits were so large they spilled out over both sides of my bra. I looked like I had implants, which is something I always hated about myself.

    “It’s just that….” I stammered.

    “I don’t feel so confident about myself. I mean, I can’t even dance and…and…well, I’m not sure if I should go through with this. What do you think, Marge? Do you think it would be better for me to just quit?”

    Marge laughed and shook her head. Her blonde hair bounced around as she did so. She reached out and pulled me away from the mirror.

    “Zoe honey! Quit and do what? Go back to scrubbing the floors of the diner? No way. Look at yourself. Those are some huge titties right there. Now remember your moves and let’s get the show started.”

    Marge grabbed my left arm and gently pushed me towards the door. I couldn’t help but glance over my shoulder at the mirror again.

    I saw a girl who was insecure and unsure of herself. I had always struggled with my confidence.

    My self esteem issues ran deep. Maybe I could change that tonight and maybe I could find the strength I needed to go through with things. I took a deep breath and walked outside.

    The strip club was packed with people. White smoke lingered in the air, giving the place an eerie atmosphere. The walls were adorned with neon lights and posters of scantily clad women, advertising the dancers who were scheduled to perform that night. My picture was among those on display. I could see my face staring back at me from behind the glass, lit by the red light.

    Horny men filled the room, most sitting in their seats, waiting for the next dancer—me to make her grand entrance. They had paid good money to watch me shake my ass on stage. I felt sick. I had never done anything like this before.

    I had only been doing this work for about a week and I already felt like I wanted to throw up. But I couldn’t stop.

     From my vegetative mother’s medical bills to my everlasting debts; I needed this job. It was the only way I could survive.

    “Zoe!!!” Lily, a fellow dancer, called out to me. She walked towards the bar, where Marge and I stood waiting to be called upon.

    Lily was one of the few dancers I liked in the club. The others were mean ass bitches who only cared about themselves. When I first started working here, I would get these strange looks from them, and I wasn’t sure why. They all knew I was new to the profession and didn’t have much experience to begin with. However, they didn’t seem to care that I was inexperienced. They still treated me like shit and I hated every moment of it.

    “Ready to give those boys what they paid for?” she asked.

    “Ummmm….. I don’t…” I stammered.

    “She’s still having doubts and wants to quit.” Marge interrupted. She grabbed a glass of whiskey from the bartender and handed it to me.

    Lily rolled her eyes. “Just calm down Zoe. You can do this. Remember what we practiced. Just pretend you’re dancing in front of your own mirror.”

    “But I’m not good at dancing and I feel like naked.” I replied.

    “Naked.” Lily chuckled. “You’re not naked. You’re wearing a thong and a bra. Have you seen the girls that work in the VIP section? They hardly wear any clothes at all. Hell, some of them even wear nothing at all. If you can handle being around them, then you can handle stripping naked for men. Come on now, you got this.”

    I took the glass of whiskey and gulped it down. It burned as it went down my throat. It felt like fire burning through my veins.

    “But—” I tried to speak but Marge grabbed my arm and pushed me towards the stage.

    The announcer or as we called him, Brad the MC, stood up on his podium and began to introduce me as the next performer. His words echoed in my ears. My heart began to beat faster and I felt myself getting nervous.

    “……And coming up next, we have our newest addition to the club. She comes all the way from North Dakota and she is going to be bringing us some dirty dancing. Ladies and gentleman, please welcome ‘Raven’. ”

    My hands were shaking as I stepped onto the stage. I glanced up at the crowd and immediately regretted it. There were so many of them. All I could see were dozens of faces staring back at me, filled with lust and desire.

    “I feel like crying,” I whispered to myself. I twirled my finger around my raven black hair. It was my trademark look and it was also the reason I was given ‘Raven’ as my stage name.

    The music started and I froze. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to do this. I didn’t want to embarrass myself. Maybe this was a bad idea.

    “Come on shake that @ss.” A man in the crowd yelled.

    “And those huge titties too!!!” Someone else shouted.

    “We didn’t pay for you to stand there,” Another voice added.

    I swallowed. These men were really horny.

    I began moving my hips slowly or so I thought. To get in rhythm, I started to sway my body back and forth.

    There was a pole in the middle of the stage and I moved towards it. I grabbed the metal bar with both hands and proceeded to move my body around it.

    I can’t believe I am actually doing this, I thought. I hoped I was putting on a good show for these men.

    Suddenly, I felt a hand grab my @ss. It startled me and I almost fell off the stage.

    I glanced over my shoulder and saw one of the guys sitting at the table. He was staring at me with his mouth wide open. His friend next to him was laughing.

    “What??!!!” He yelled. “Don’t you like it?”

    He began to laugh again and so did the others.

    “You’re so boring!!!” A bald headed man yelled.

    “Give me my money back. This isn’t worth a dime.” Another guy complained.

    I looked at the girls in the audience. Their faces were full of disappointment and disapproval. I felt crushed under their gaze.

    “And that’s all for Raven.” Brad quickly jumped onto the stage. He handed me a few dollars and gestured for me to leave.

    Boos erupted into the air as I left the stage. The sound of disappointed men filled the room.

    I sat down next to Marge at the bar. Tears began to fall from my eyes. I had failed. Everyone was right; I couldn’t dance for shit.

    “It wasn’t that bad.” Marge spoke, trying to console me.

    “That was terrible.” A woman chimed in from across the bar.

    Her name was Ramona and she was the manager of the club. She was a tall slender brunette with long dark curly hair. She always wore excessive makeup for some reason and her skin was extremely pale.

    “I’ve seen hundreds of new strippers before you and none of them were as bad as you.”

    I wiped away a tear and looked into her eyes. She had a stern look about her. Her face was covered in freckles and she seemed to be quite old.

    “One more bad show Raven and I’m kicking you out.” Ramona warned.

    I nodded my head, afraid to say anything.

    “I know what you can do to help your situation.” Marge said.

    “Huh?” I asked, confused.

    Marge pulled me up off the stool. She led me back to the dressing room at the far end of the club.

    “First of all, you have to swear that you won’t tell a single soul what I am about to tell you as not many dancers in the club know about this.” She whispered.

    I nodded my head.

    “Good. There is this man. We call him Master.”

    “Master?” I asked.

    “Yes, Master. I know the name sounds strange but we call him Master because he helps girls like you. You know girls with no experience in the business. He teaches them how to dance and he makes sure they are safe. He doesn’t just teach them but also gives them pointers on how to handle themselves in the business.”

    “How does he do that?” I asked, eager to know more.

    “Well, when you see him. You can ask him.” She said and handed me a black business card.

    I took a quick glance at the card. There wasn’t much information. Just the name—Master and an address.

    But what caught my eye was what was written at the bottom of the card.

    ‘Meeting with me will be an experience beyond your wildest dreams.’

    The words sent shivers down my spine. And somehow made me wet.

    Next Episode 

  • Insatiable Cravings – Episode 40

    Insatiable Cravings – Episode 40

     

     

    INSATIABLE CRAVINGS

    Insatiable Cravings – Episode 40

    Subtitle; {Loving You Is A Loosing Game} 

    TAGS: Age-gap, Mafia, Forbidden Love, Drama, Tragedy and Betrayal.

    Settings: United Kingdom, Russia and others.

    By: Chukwuma Rejoice 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    ~ Genevieve ~

    “HĂŠck yeah!” I might have been a bit too enthusiastic, but I didn’t care, and neither did Dominic.

    A charming smile tugged at the corners of his lips as his amber eyes danced over my face, a look of satisfied bliss illuminating his features. “Great. Let’s go.”

    Go? 

    Go where?

    He rose to his feet, and I quickly followed suit to help him clean up. Once we finished, my curiosity became too much to bear. 

    “Where are we going?” 

    Dominic shook his head, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “You know what they say about curiosity.”

    “Well, luckily, I’m not a cat, so spill it.”

    “Yeah, you are a s+xy little vixen.”

    I bit my lip to suppress a grin as we made our way back to his car, parked a little ways from the picnic ground. I watched him type a message to someone, seizing the moment to quicken my pace.

    As usual, our hands collided as I reached for the car door, a playful competition to see who could open it for me first. I never let him win, by the way. 

    My gaze slowly drifted up to meet his stunning golden-brown eyes, a mesmerizing blend of sunlight and melted chocolate, fixed on me. His head tilted slightly, and his lips mirrored that playful tilt.

    I fought the urge to claim those smirking lips for myself, but Dominic’s feigned displeasure quickly turned back into a genuine smile. 

    “You can’t outsmart me, Dominic Morozov.” My voice flowed like silk with a teasing edge, raising his brows in playful challenge. “You should give up now.”

    “Giving up isn’t in my vocabulary, Genevieve King.”

    I shrugged, letting my eyes wander over him before slipping into the passenger seat, choosing not to comment on his earlier remark. Dominic rounded the car and slid into the driver’s seat before starting the engine, bringing the vehicle to life.

    A blast of cold air enveloped me, sending shivers down my spine as my outfit left my shoulders exposed. My involuntary shudder must have caught his attention because he glanced at me, then back to the road, as if nothing had happened.

    “Are you cold?” he asked.

    “Will you turn off the AC if I say yes?”

    “Sure.”

    I smiled at his willingness to accommodate. “I’m not cold; I actually enjoy the chill.”

    “So, you don’t need my suit, then?”

    I recognized his teasing tone even in my sleepy state. I tilted my head, signaling that I was onto his game, and he chuckled in response.

    “What? You don’t want my suit?”

    “Oh, you know I do.”

    “Then tell me,” he challenged.

    “Do you have a kiñk to my desire for your suit?”

    “I might,” he replied with a smirk. With one hand on the steering wheel, he reached into the backseat and retrieved the suit, handing it to me. “Here. I know for a fact that I have a kínk about you wearing my clothes.”

    “Yeah? Does it turn you on?”

    “Do you turn me on? Yes. Yes, you do.” He winked, and normally I would have cringed at such a gesture from anyone else, but this was Dominic Morozov, the man I was in love with. A blush crept over my cheeks, and I quickly turned my face away. “I like it when you get shy with me.”

    Why does he always have to be so infuriatingly right?

    “I’m not shy,” I lied.

    “Yeah, and I’m not Dominic Morozov.”

    Minutes passed as we chatted about random topics—school for me, work for him—when my curiosity resurfaced. I hummed impatiently, glancing out the window, desperate to figure out where we were.

    I heard him chuckle at my childish impatience but suppressed a whine because we were literally in the middle of nowhere. 

    “Are you taking me somewhere to, you know, unalĂ­ve me?” 

    A laugh escaped him, his amusement evident as he shook his head. “You think I would do that? If so, why did you follow me?”

    Without hesitation, I answered honestly, “I trust you.”

    “You trust me?” he asked, as if I had just declared something shocking. I wasn’t surprised he found it hard to believe that I could trust him when a sane person might hesitate. “You trust someone who could énd your life without a second thought?”

    “You wouldn’t.”

    “There you go again, so dàmn certain about your claims.”

    “Because I know you, Dominic. You have the power to hĂşrt me but you won’t—not physically, at least.” His unreadable expression might have been difficult for others to decipher, but I could see through the facade because I knew him so well. “So, where are we going?” 

    His voice carried an elusive quality I couldn’t quite grasp. “Somewhere.”

    “Wow, thanks for that. I wouldn’t have known,” I replied, sarcasm dripping from my words as I rolled my eyes.

    With his suit wrapped around me, I cocooned myself in the seat, letting my eyelids flutter shut. I inhaled deeply, allowing his scent to envelop me, a comforting embrace I relished. Even with my eyes closed, I could sense Dominic stealing glances at me.

    “Most people wouldn’t dare sleep when a mĂ fia head is nearby,” I heard him mutter, making sure his voice was loud enough for me to catch.

    “Well, most people don’t have the Russian brĂ tva head who likes to kiss them, so yeah.” 

    His hearty laughter filled the car, and he didn’t even attempt to deny it. After a stretch of silence enveloped us, he finally brought the car to a halt in front of a grand, imposing gate.

    The surrounding area was as desolate as a desert, quiet as if nothing stirred on the other side. I was sure it concealed an entirely different world.

    I turned to glance over my shoulder, only to find Dominic already looking at me, grinning at my awestruck expression. “What do you think? Should I unalĂ­ve you right now?”

    No, no, no, this can’t be happening. 

    He wouldn’t, right? He said he wouldn’t.

    Despite my repeated questions, he had assured me I would never go there. Yet here I was.

    My eyes widened in shock, my jaw nearly dropping to the floor. I sat up straight, determined to give him my full attention. “Is this the base?” 

    Dominic brushed the stubborn strands of hair away from my face, that familiar spark gleaming in his eyes once more. “My intelligent vixen, how—”

    “Really?” I interrupted, excitement bubbling within me. The delight surging through me was beyond words. “This isn’t a dream, is it?”

    “Does it feel like one?” Dominic asked as he stepped out of the car to round to my side, but I was already out, practically buzzing with anticipation. “By the way, why are you so excited about it?”

    Without a second thought, I blurted, “Because I want to know all of you, even the darkest parts.”

    His expression shifted, a hint of surprise flickering across his face at my confession. I immediately regretted my bluntness, but it was too late to retract my words.

    “Why?” Dominic stepped closer, caging me between his hands against the car. “Knowing me can be very dangeròus, Genevieve.”

    I ignored the warning that echoed in my mind, letting it wash over me without sinking in. 

    I grasped his wrist, gently stroking my thumb over his beating pulse, taking a step closer until there was no space left between us. “I don’t mind dangĂŠrous. All I care about is now. You are my now.”

    TBC

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  • Thē JĂŁilbÄŤrd – Episode 55&56

    Thē JĂŁilbÄŤrd – Episode 55&56

     

     THĒ JÃILBÄŞRD

    Thē JĂŁilbÄŤrd – Episode 55&56

    (Female•In•Disguise)

    By; Naomi Cindy B.

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    #UNEDITED 

    “I need it more” he replied, and despite Adeline’s teary face, she couldn’t fight the chuckle that crackled in her throat, then she looked up at him.

    “Can you stop being arrogant for once, Madden?” She comfortably said, and he slowly brought his cold hand to her face, fingering her freckles and wiping her tears at the same time.

    She leaned into his touch, and his brows dipped attractively as he watched her.

    “It’s inbuilt, and every other f+çked up stuff in my bloodstream. Don’t be surprised if you find out more triggering things” he said meaningfully, and she almost threw him another question, but he already grabbed her by the wrist, leading the way while taking her away.

    She just followed, and till they left the basement vicinity, she didn’t look back for once.

    She already filtered Kimberly out of her memories, and though the betrayal still hurts like a bĂŽ+ch, she’d bear the fire so far Madden stays with her.

    Though he’s an emotionless beast who doesn’t know how to sympathize or console.

    Hell, he even lacks empathy and pity, and he’s wicked to a fault, but still… The little flicker of kindness he showed her will not be taken for granted.

    Her mind went back to Corey’s words…

    “If you need help to escape the clan, I’ll help you”

    Can she even leave now? She still needs to find out why The Pakhan ordered Corey to kill her parents.

    Yeah. Maybe when she finally finds that out, she’d leave, but can she really… leave?

    Her eyes went to her wrist which is still held by Madden who’s walking beside her, and she traced his arm to his handsome face, smiling slightly.

    Deeply, she’s glad she has him.

    They finally arrived at the mountain and entered the freezing manor together.

    *

    DOWNTOWN, SERGEI’S OFFICE*

    A political meeting ended just now, and several big burly men could be seen pouring out of the office.

    Igor is in front of the office, watching them with little patience till the last one came out, then he went in.

    He met Sergei on seat, and he settled in front of him without being told to.

    “A sudden meeting with you doesn’t sound appealing, Igor Orlov” Sergei said, weaving his fingers together on the glass table.

    “You know why I’m here, so quit acting blind” Igor replied, and Sergei chuckled, adjusting his tie.

    “I stand with Madden till the end. We have an unbreakable relationship” he said.

    “Madden won’t give you anything! He’s not winning this game! I have my father’s support so tell me how he’s gonna overpower me!” Igor spat.

    “Your father’s support? How daft can you be, Igor” Sergei rested back, and Igor spranged up, raising a blow to his face.

    Before he could punch him, guards rushed in front different angles in the office, and one of them yanked Igor away, throwing him against the smaller table.

    Igor lurched back, breathing heavily as Sergei stood.

    “Madden is easily a part of my family,, and if you wanna make me turn my back on him, then you need to do more than this childish offer. You seriously look like an highschool kid. Tasteless, classless and strategically dry. You’re clueless too, which is why Erik has been riding you like a pony” he said with a clear tone of ridicule and left the office.

    His guards followed him, but two of them stated back to escort Igor out.

    Igor hit his shoe against wall immediately he got out, then he cursed out countlessly.

    “That old d+ck!” 

    He dished out his phone and dialled Andrei.

    “It didn’t go well like I predicted?” Andrei’s voice came from the other end.

    “Shut the f+ck up and tell me what you think! Sergei is a hard nut to crack, and I need something to hold him down” Igor replied restlessly.

    “Are you asking me for advice right now?” Andrei said, and Igor could imagine him scoffing.

    “Don’t rub it on my face. I’m helpless here @sshole!” Igor shouted.

    “Come back then, and we can talk” Andrei replied, and Igor hung up, driving off the area.

    *

    CLAN, LADY SELESTA’S APARTMENT*

    Angelika is asleep in bed.

    She dozed off immediately she ate her dinner of garnished noodles.

    Lady Selesta got her sleeping socks and sat beside her in bed, taking her tiny legs to wear them on.

    The weather temperature is going high these days, and that only means the first rain of the year is happening soon.

    It’s March ending anyways, so the downpour will come anytime and mark the beginning of spring.

    The heat changed her mind about the socks, so she removed it from Angelika’s foot and covered her with the quilt instead.

    Immediately she did, her phone rang on the bedstand, and she quickly went for it.

    Fear was written boldly on her face when she saw the caller, and she speedily swiped green.

    “Hello ma’am!” She stood at tension.

    “How’s my daughter doing?” The cold female voice asked.

    “She’s already asleep after taking noodles” Selesta replied.

    “Didn’t you say she’s allergic to shrimps?” The voice asked.

    “Yeah. I usually garnish her noodles without shrimps trust me” Selesta said, and silence rented the line till Selesta spoke up again.

    “You’ve never called this late before” 

    “The special ops had late field training, and as the commander, you don’t expect me to be full of time. Why the questions though? You mean I can’t call to ask about my daughter anytime?” The voice replied, sounding colder.

    “No no no that’s not what I meant, ma’am. I was just…

    “Is that my mommy on phone?” Angelika’s voice suddenly asked, and Selesta turned to see her sitting in bed already with a questioning look on her round face.

    “Oh no” Selesta muttered.

    “Mommy!!!” Angelika shouted, getting down from the bed quickly.

    “She caught me, ma’am” Selesta said on phone.

    “Give her the phone” the voice replied, and she handed the phone to Angelika immediately.

    “Mommy?” She slowly said.

    It took a while before the voice spoke…

    “Hey baby”

    Tears of joy rushed out of Angelika’s eyes, and she held the phone tighter to her ear.

    “I love you mommy. I love you so much but why are you refusing to see me? I want to see what you look like and snap pictures with you so I can show my classmates when we resume next week. I’m not going back to the boarding house if I don’t see you!!” 

    “I want to see you sweetheart, trust me but I only need time. I miss you a lot and it’s hard to sleep at night” the voice said.

    “I miss you too but how much time do you need? I can’t wait anymore” Angelika said, wiping her tears.

    “Just a little more time, ok? Selesta told me you rejected my gifts, are you that mad at me?” The voice said.

    “I’ll take them now that you promised to come back soon” Angelika quickly replied.

    “How’s your fath…I mean Madden. How’s he doing?” The voice asked.

    “Oh…the scary man? He’s probably at his red manor by now. Mommy he kills without blinking, and everyone fears him here including me, but how do you know him?” Angelika asked.

    “I’ll tell you the story when I’m back” the voice said.

    “Come back soon mommy, I can’t wait to see you in the soldier uniform. I love you so much!” Angelika beamed.

    “I love you too baby, now go to bed” the voice said.

    “Yes mommy” Angelika replied, returning the phone to Selesta before going back to bed.

    “Goodnight m…

    Selesta hasn’t even finished talking when the woman hung up, and the phone made a loud click.

    “Her mad temper” Selesta muttered before going to the bed.

    She covered Angelika with the quilt again, rubbing her hair.

    “How do you feel now?” She asked.

    “Too good” Angelika said happily, and Selesta kissed her hair as her eyes went shut.

    She slept off.

    *

    MANOR, 11PM*

    The manor is dead silent except for the sounds of Adeline’s heartbeats.

    It was literally hammering throughout the house as she slept cuddled in Madden’s arms in bed.

    He had mandated her to eat some pancakes then she had her shower before changing into one of his sweatshirts again.

    She’s wearing nothing under it, and the shirt is so short that it barely covered her @ss, so the intimacy is almost skin-to-skin since he’s wearing just white singlet and boxers too.

    Her face is on his chest, and despite her determination to sleep over the betrayal she just experienced, she couldn’t sleep.

    His scent… His damn snowy frosty scent again.

    How can a man smell so good?

    She was inhaling it greedily while trying to adjust her position so she could look at his face.

    His arms are so muscular and tight that it felt impossible to move from the position he kept her in, but she finally did it after struggling for more than three minutes.

    She flicked up her eyes slowly, and she nearly gasped when she saw his eyes closed.

    Is he asleep?

    It almost feels illegal to see him sleeping. It’s the first time she witnessed it.

    He has never been in bed with her cuddling before. Even the s+x they had here, he left the bed after screwing her hard, and the nights he allowed her to spend the night on his bed, he stayed in his workroom.

    It’s almost like he’s allergic to sharing the same bed with her, but tonight, he didn’t only share it with her, but he’s sleeping?

    She was speechless as she stared at him, and even in his sleep, he looks dangerous.

    Her eyes went to the small scar on his chin, and she raised her hand to touch it gently… caressing it.

    She has always wanted to ask how he got it, but apart from that, it’s a s+xy one.

    She was about to drop her hand when her eyes caught his lips, and she gulped.

    She almost touched the soft flesh, but she restrained herself before dropping the hand, then she returned her face to his chest quickly.

    “Also, Madden is not someone you can fall for. He destroys everything he touches, and his secrets are too dark. Don’t fall for the devil” 

    Corey’s words haunted her head again, and her teeth grazed her lower lip.

    There’s nothing like falling for him.

    She doesn’t even feel anything for him, right?

     He’s her Master, and she’s the trainee.

    She only needs his body warmth right now, and she’d be fine for the night.

    Right…she’s only using him.

    She threw her arms around him, almost entering his skin.

    She could feel his huge d∆ck poking her thighs repeatedly, and till her eyes closed, she didn’t stop feeling it.

    She slept wetly… In the middle.

    Five minutes after she dozed off, Madden’s eyes opened.

    He wasn’t sleeping.

    Actually, he’s aware of Adeline’s sneaky moves ten minutes ago, but he only kept his eyes closed to humour her.

    Sleep? He doesn’t do that shit easily, especially with someone beside him.

    He untangled her arms from his body and got down from the bed, throwing on his sweatpants and a red shirt before exiting the room.

    He left for the main door and opened up, revealing three guards on the mountain.

    The ones he sent after Adeline earlier.

    “Yes?” He frowned, and one of them handed him an envelope.

    He took it and emptied out the content.

    They’re pictures of Adeline and a guy at a construction site, and judging by her positions in all the photos, she was obviously fighting the guy, and she’s dressed like a female.

    The weird thing is that the guy’s face isn’t clear in everything. Only Adeline’s face is lucidly clear.

    “The f+ck is this?” He faced the three.

    “Micheal took the car, but someone else came out of it…it was a lady” they replied.

    “I am not taking about that, dumbass! Why is the guy’s face blurry like a f+çking foggy mirror!” Madden snapped angrily.

    “I think he knowingly stood in camera-shy spots throughout their meeting. We’re sorry” they quickly apologized, all three trembling so bad already.

    Madden took another look at the pictures then sent them away.

    They ran down the mountain, and he returned into the manor, his eyes not leaving the pictures.

    Despite the blurriness, there’s only one guess.

    Only one person knows the truth of the assassination except Kimberly herself.

    Only one person can take brutal beating like that from Adeline without fighting back.

    Corey… Her ex-boyfriend and his ex-bodyguard.

    The ex-assasin of this clan, the guy who tried to rape Klara before escaping this clan.

    They met? 

    His jaws hardened and went gritted as his strides became faster, but this time, he went to the workroom.

    If he enters the bedroom like this, the demons in his head might just drive him to choke Adeline for answers.

    He entered the workroom and shut the door on himself, then he got a mail from Jinx.

    Jinx: Can you please forgive Poe for my sake? You know how we always are, and it’s boring without her.

    He typed an instantaneous reply.

    Madden: Motherfuckin’ No.

    He dropped the phone, and Corey came into his mind again.

    He hasn’t even seen Adeline dressed as a female before, but she dressed as one to go meet him?

    That short red gown__his favorite colour…the heels, the lipstick…all for Corey’s eyes?

    Gawd… F+ck it!

    He held his head with his right hand and stood.

    He wants to kill someone. Corey in particular.

    His demons are screaming blood right now, and it’s sure that if he steps the compound, he’d kill more than one.

    He forcefully pushed an exhale out of his lungs and sat back, deciding to mould.

    That’s the only calming pill right now. Else, he might run mad in this room.

    *

    NEXT DAY, IGOR’S SUITE*

    Andrei is in the living room with Igor.

    They both didn’t sleep till daybreak, and the bags under their red swollen eyes are ridiculous.

    All they did was think and try to strategize, but everything they came up with ended up going down the drain cos Madden is not to be underestimated.

    “At this point, there’s no other option” Andrei finally spoke up, yawning.

    “And?” Igor looked up at him.

    “Marry Sergei’s daughter. Isn’t she single?” Andrei said.

    “Marriage? I’m not venturing into that commitment anytime soon. The organization gives cruel punishment to any married man who cheats on his wife so I’ll be locked with one p+$$y forever. I can’t imagine myself doing that, and also… She’s too thin! How sure am I that she won’t break when I start f+çking her?” Igor said.

    “Is everything about p+$$y and s+x to you? We’re talking about your future here and I’m only giving you ways, but you’re surely not ready for the upcoming war, so do whatever” Andrei replied and left the suite.

    “Andrei! Andrei!!” Igor called after him, but no response.

    “I’m gonna kill that d+ckhead!” Igor spat, pacing the living room.

    *

    TRIXIE’S SUITE*

    The whole living room is noisy with screams coming from Trixie’s playstation.

    She’s sitting in front of the screen with Sin, both holding the controllers as they played the second session of the ongoing game.

    Sin stood from his couch when the tension got too much, the controller becoming hot in his palms.

    His eyes were wide, and Trixie stood too, placing a leg on the chair and tapping the controller aggressively till the end of the session.

    She won!

    “F+ck! Yes!!!” She threw the control away, jumping up in ecstasy.

    “Sinclair you owe me a Ferrari” she winked tauntingly.

    “I know” he replied, dripping the controller slowly.

    “C’mon don’t be sad!” Trixie jumped on his back, and he groaned, holding her to himself.

    “You’re so light” he laughed, and she kissed his hair.

    “I hate heavy food and you know it” she said, kissing his hair again as he carried her on his back around the room.

    Though, his mind is heavy with series of thoughts. The day Corey arrives is the day he dies…that’s for sure.

    He wishes to tell her the truth before then, but it’s not that easy.

    Trixie kissed his hair for the third time, and that brought him out of his thoughts with heavy laughter.

    From the slightly open door, Maya could be seen looking at them blankly.

    She has been there since some minutes ago.

    She blinked before turning around, making her way back to her suite, but luckily for her, she bumped into Andrei.

    He walked past her though, but she obviously wouldn’t take that.

    “I’m sure you see me” she said, but he kept walking.

    “Andrei!!!!!” She yelled crazily.

    Sighing, he stopped to look back.

    “You told Death that you don’t like me and I don’t like you. Why don’t we keep the shit that way. He warned me to stay away from you and I’m only obeying. Good morning” he said and then walked away.

    Maya knowingly smiled, folding her arms as she watched his back.

    “Is that…anger? He’s mad at me? Oh my gawd I love it. So cute” she muttered, smiling wider.

    *

    MANOR*

    Adeline woke up to emptiness beside herself, and she just knew her suspicions are true.

    Madden hates sleeping beside her after all. Does she disgust him that much that he can’t even wait till daybreak before leaving her side?

    The top buttons of her shirt are open, spilling out her br+Ă sts, so she quickly did the buttons and got down from the bed, but then she saw her phone blinking on the bedstand.

    She went for it and saw a new text.

    • Where are you, Adeline? I lost your contact since you left jail and I only just got it back. We need to talk about your parents involvement with Russia. Come see me as soon as possible~ Odessa.

    Her eyes widened, and she dashed out of the room swiftly.

    “Master?”

    “Madden!”

    “Where the fĂťck are…

    Madden came out of the workroom, and she almost crashed into him, but she halted just in time.

    His eyes are red like he didn’t have a sleep, and the ice is back in them. He looks like he’s pissed about something, but she’s too overwhelmed to notice.

    “My aunt from my father’s side… She seems to know something about my parents involvement with The Pakhan…I have to fly to Colorado as soon as possible. Red-eye flight tonight if possible. I’ll be back in two days” she said, expecting him to go against it, but his answer took her off guard.

    “As you wish” he said, walking past her to the bedroom.

    Adeline turned slowly, looking confused as hell.

    What’s going on again???

    *

    6PM*

    At exactly 6pm, Madden’s Audi drove to an halt at Moscow international airport.

    Everything is still confusing to Adeline, but this is not the time to prob.

    That’d wait till she’s back from this trip.

    Madden even followed her…he’s currently beside her at the backseat.

    Jinx and Loud are at the front, but as usual, they’re closed away.

    Adeline looked at Madden when the car stopped, and he expected him to say something, but he stayed silent with his stony face, so she got her small backpack and opened the car door.

    Before she could step down, Madden suddenly pulled her back by the wrist, so she came face-to-face with him, his scent choking her.

    “Madden…

    “Don’t go” he said, and she nearly screamed.

    Is he mad? Why would he suddenly…

    “Don’t go” he repeated, his strangling eyes settled on hers, and the look in his eyes are so f+çking different from anyone she has ever witnessed.

    She almost melted completely….she almost kissed his sinfully hot lips, but if she does, then she’d be done for, so she locked up.

    “Give me just one day… I’ll be back” she said, and with that, he let her go.

    Her heart was slamming wildly as she finally stepped out, and maybe she’s running insane too, but she expected him to pull her back again, but it never happened.

    She folded her fists as she walked to the airport main door, but then she slowly looked back, waving at Loud and Jinx in the front.

    The tinted backseat window is already closed, so she didn’t have a final glance at Madden’s face before Loud drove the car away.

    She stood still for a minute before turning around, entering the airport.

    Some minutes after she did, someone else came down from a taxi, carrying a backpack too and his head covered with his white hoodie.

    It’s Corey, and he entered the airport too.

    *

    The drive back to the clan has only been ongoing for three minutes, but Madden felt uncomfortable for the whole three.

    Though he confirmed the text Adeline received, and it’s really from Odessa, then he planted a tracker on her phone too, but still…

    The lingering feeling that something is not right almost turned his head upside down, so he changed plans suddenly.

    He’d just go to Colorado with her.

    “Go back to the airport” he suddenly ordered, and Loud stopped the car abruptly.

    He looked back with Jinx at the same time.

    “Airport?” They chorused.

    “Step on the f+çking gas and go back!” He snapped, his brows dangerously knitted.

    With a rough turn, Loud rounded the highway and started driving back, but that was when it happened.

    A burst of gunfire shattered through the air, and bullets hit the car body repeatedly, but thankfully it’s bulletproof, so it can’t penetrate.

    “Shit!” Loud cursed.

    “Who the f+ck are these animals?” Jinx muttered, getting her gun from the straps.

    Madden’s sharp eyes sighted the enemy so fast.

    The gunshots are coming from another car from the left side,..a black Sedan.

    “Stop the car” Madden ordered, but immediately Loud tried to do that, bullets hit the tyres, and they all went flat on the asphalt.

    Loud ducked, instinctively hitting the gas. The car surged forward, narrowly avoiding a deadly head-on collision with a coming car before coming to a rough stop.

    The enemies Sedan screeched to a stop too, tyres squealing loudly like the cry of a banshee.

    At once, Madden came out of the Audi with Jinx and Loud.

    Six masked guys came out of the Sedan, and immediately Madden saw them, he knew where they are from.

    The cross tattoos on their necks is enough verification.

    With boiling rage, showers of gunshots started.

    The highway became a deadly battleground. Gunfire echoed through the night air, illuminating the darkness with flashes of light.

    In a heart-stopping moment, Madden crossed to the other side, narrowly avoiding a massive truck, but he kept shooting though, swirling and swerving to avoid getting hit.

    He fired a straight shot, hitting one of the enemies between the eyes, and that one dropped dead in the middle of the road__his blood coloured the gravel.

    Madden targeted another one and fired again, bringing down the second one to the asphalt.

    He fell dead just like the first one, and his head cracked open.

    Their determination clashed with Madden’s fury, and it became f+çked up.

    Loud’s bullet got one in the chest, and Jinx shot another one on the neck.

    Now it’s two of the enemies left, but then the plot changed when they threw down a smoke bomb.

    The bomb exploded with a wrecking energy, scattering cloudy thick smokes across the road. 

    It stings the eyes too like teargas, so Loud and Jinx stood still, trying to minimize the effect. They can’t even see each other.

    Suddenly, they heard a car zooming off, and their senses went high on alert, but it was useless since they still can’t see anything beyond the smokes.

    Three minutes later, the smokes cleared off, but Madden is nowhere to be found! And the enemies Sedan car is gone too!

    “Where the f+ck is Death!” Loud faced Jinx.

    “No f+çking idea! No idea ok?!!” Jinx snapped, both facing each other in the middle of the now silent highway.

    They were breathing heavily fast as the dreadful realization hit them.

    “He got kidnapped” they muttered.

    TBC.

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  • Insatiable Cravings – Episode 29

    Insatiable Cravings – Episode 29

     

     

    INSATIABLE CRAVINGS

    Insatiable Cravings – Episode 29

    Subtitle; {Loving You Is A Loosing Game} 

    TAGS: Age-gap, Mafia, Forbidden Love, Drama, Tragedy and Betrayal.

    Settings: United Kingdom, Russia and others.

    By: Chukwuma Rejoice 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    ~ Dominic ~

    Life’s unpredictability has never been a foreign concept to me, but I never imagined that losing my self-control the way I did would be part of that equation.

    Genevieve King took from me the very thing I always believed I would hold onto, especially when it comes to her, no matter how desperately I wanted to.

    I also never thought I would wake up to an empty bed. I turned over, expecting to see her beautiful face in the morning light, only to find the space beside me vacant.

    I got out of bed and started searching for her. I found her at the back, gazing out at the sea, her face hidden from view. Deciding to make some coffee before joining her, I walked to the kitchen and set some water to boil.

    The air was still chilly from the night before, as if the rain that hadn’t fallen last night was finally going to come. I quickly brushed my teeth and returned to check on the water, preparing to make two cups of coffee.

    Once I was done, I stepped out of the apartment and headed toward her. When I reached her side, watching her lovingly gaze at the water, I cleared my throat to announce my presence.

    Genevieve looked up at me, her face calm and illuminated by a bright smile. She took the mug of coffee I offered her and muttered a soft thank you before turning her attention back to the sea.

    “Sorry I wasn’t there in bed. I couldn’t sleep,” she said, slowly sipping the hot liquid.

    “Yeah, why?” 

    I couldn’t help but wonder if my insomnia had rubbed off on her, and if I should stop sleeping next to her to help her get back into a proper sleeping routine.

    But I doubted that was the reason. It was probably because of what had transpired between us last night. The passion had been intense, a heat that couldn’t be extinguished without both of us getting what we desired.

    And we did, by the way.

    That seemed to be the case, as she replied, “Because of last night.”

    “I know; I just wanted to hear you say it.”

    Genevieve playfully elbowed me in the stomach and rolled her eyes, causing me to chuckle.

    Cold air nipped at my face, the only exposed skin, as I glanced over to her and asked, “Aren’t you cold?”

    She usually wore a hoodie, but today she was just in the oversized tee she had put on after… well, you know.

    “If I say yes, will you give me your hoodie?” 

    “Yeah, if you want it.”

    “Then yes, I am cold.”

    I quickly unzipped the hoodie I wore and handed it to her. She slipped it on and inhaled deeply, as if taking in my scent.

    “So, what do you have in mind for today’s activities?” 

    “Nothing.” 

    “What?” 

    “I have nothing planned. Absolutely nothing. I just want to do nothing but read.” 

    Read? 

    For the entire day?

    How could anyone do that? 

    Wouldn’t she get bored? 

    I had to ask, “All day?” 

    Genevieve nodded. “Yeah.” 

    “Really?” 

    “Don’t act surprised,” she said. “This is what a vacation is supposed to be, isn’t it?” 

    I suppose she had a point. Vacations were meant for lounging around, but reading all day seemed a bit excessive, if you asked me.

    I doubted she did, though. 

    “Yeah, but…” 

    “No buts.” Genevieve cut me off, just like she did last night, without a hint of fear, almost making it seem like I wasn’t who I am— the BrĂ tva DĂłn. Then she added, “While I read, I have movies I want you to watch.” 

    Unfortunately, movies and I were not on good terms. Even Aurora hadn’t managed to make me enjoy them, despite her persistent attempts to make me watch them. I could never say no to her puppy-dog eyes when they pleaded for attention. Nonetheless, I found movies pointless—why watch one when I could be working? 

    “Yeah, I’m not a movie person,” I told her.

    “I know that,” she replied.

    “So why do you want to make me watch not one, but several movies?” 

    “Because I don’t want you to be bored.” 

    “I’ll be fine.” 

    “Of course, you will be fine when you’re not bored.” 

    I fixed her with an intimidating gaze, but she just smiled back at me. “I’m not watching any movies.” 

    Genevieve laughed as if I’d just told a joke. “Yes, you are.” 

    ••

    I found myself reluctantly watching a slew of movies I knew nothing about while Genevieve immersed herself in her Kindle, her head resting on a pillow in my lap.

    Having her so close made the situation much more bearable, if not enjoyable. I even offered to feed her snacks since she complained about not wanting to change her position. So, every minute or so, I’d pop a chip into her mouth, watching her chew as she became completely absorbed in her reading.

    Staying in and doing nothing wasn’t so bad after all. It took some getting used to, but it felt nice to lounge around all day with someone who made me smile.

    Though we exchanged no words, we shared a comfortable tranquility in the silence. Still, as peaceful as it was—aside from the TV—hearing her soft voice would have been even better.

    I had to force myself to focus on the screen instead of Genevieve’s lovely face. Movie after movie, I bounced my attention between the first girl aside from Rory who had lain on me and the flickering images on the TV. I watched her read, captivated by the various emotions that played across her features.

    My concentration finally settled on a particularly engaging scene in the movie, but when I glanced at her, my focus shifted completely. 

    Genevieve had drifted off to sleep on my lap. As I gazed at her, I realized I might have lulled her to sleep with my fingers gently brushing through her hair.

    A chuckle escaped my lips as I completely ignored the TV to take in her beauty, my eyes greedily absorbing every detail. The Kindle slipped from her hand and landed on her face, causing her to groan sleepily and shift onto her side.

    With a smile, I picked up the Kindle and turned it off before looking back at her. I gently tucked her hair behind her ears, but she stirred again, prompting me to quickly withdraw my hand to avoid waking her. Her pink tongue darted out, moistening her lips, which sent a wave of memories from last night flooding back to me.

    I had always known that Genevieve King possessed a seductive charm capable of captivating anyone, and she had certainly proven that yesterday. She demonstrated that some women could drive a man wild, not just mentally but physically as well.

    Yet, I wasn’t about to pat myself on the back for falling for her allure. I wasn’t one to yearn for something for too long only to have it once; my dilemma lay in not wanting to start at all to avoid the inevitable ending. But it had happened, and I couldn’t say I regretted it.

    I might have stared at her for a bit too long, but the peace it brought to my heart lulled me into a gentle sleep, which was strange since nightmares had plagued my dreams just days before I began sharing my nights with her.

    When I finally opened my eyes, it was past noon, edging toward two in the afternoon. Genevieve was still resting on my lap, but I knew she wouldn’t stay asleep for long, meaning it was time to prepare lunch.

    She could be quite cranky when she was hungry.

    I carefully slipped away from her and made my way to the kitchen. I was still busy preparing when Genevieve wandered in, a question on her lips.

    “What are you making?”

    “Some salad,” I replied, plating some for myself. “Do you want some?”

    “Yeah, no, I’ll pass.” She grimaced. “I’ll just make myself some noodles.”

    I anticipated this, so I prepared her noodles before mine. As I opened the microwave, I retrieved a bowl of spicy noodles. “I might have already beaten you to it; take it.”

    Genevieve King had a passion for spicy food, just as she had a passion for herself—of which there was plenty.

    “You made this for me?”

    “Yep.” I reached into the fridge for the drink I had prepared for her. “And here’s a strawberry milkshake to go with it.”

    Her face lit up with a bright smile, and I instinctively mirrored it. “Thank you.”

    “You’re welcome.”

    “So, you still won’t tell me how you make your perfect strawberry milkshake?” Her hopeful expression was hard to resist.

    This wasn’t the first time she had enjoyed my milkshakes; in fact, she had tried many before declaring strawberry her favorite. She hadn’t stopped asking for the secret since, and my answer had remained the same for months.

    “Yes.”

    “Yes, you will tell me?”

    “No, Vixen.”

    “Is it a secret family recipe?”

    “No.”

    My mother used to make milkshakes for me when I was little, and after she passed, I tried to recreate it for my baby sister. It didn’t taste the same, but it was good nonetheless, so I kept making it for Rory. The first time I made it for Genevieve, her smile lit up the room, her eyes sparkling with excitement. 

    In that moment, I resolved never to share the recipe with her. If she could make it herself, I would miss the joy of watching her face light up with every sip. 

    “I don’t know why I keep asking,” she muttered.

    “Yeah, you should really stop,” I replied.

    She shot me a look, rolled her eyes, and returned to her food. Even so, she made sure I caught her quiet murmur: “JĂŠrk.”

    A few minutes later, we finished lunch and tackled the dishes together. Well, I washed while she rinsed and dried. Once we were done, Genevieve insisted I tell her everything I had watched that day.

    That’s how we spent the rest of the afternoon. I talked more than I ever had in my life, yet not once did boredom flicker across her face. It felt nice to have her undivided attention.

                                  ★★

    For dinner, we were having burgers. I knew it wasn’t the healthiest option, but if I didn’t make them myself, Genevieve would just order takeout again.

    After a quick grocery run for buns, I was ready to prepare dinner. In the kitchen, I was frying the beef patties while stealing glances at Genevieve, who was handling a knĂ­fe in a way that made me uneasy.

    She was merely slicing tomatoes.

    But still, it felt reckless.

    “Be careful,” I reminded her for what felt like the thousandth time in just five minutes. “That knĂ­fe is really sharp.”

    She shot me a glare, clearly annoyed that I sounded like a broken record. Still, I didn’t mind repeating myself if it meant she wouldn’t cut her fingers.

    “I’m just looking out for you.”

    “Yeah, for the millionth time. I’m not a baby, Dominic,” she whined dramatically. “I know the knĂ­fe is sharp. I won’t cut myself.”

    It was as if she jinxed it. No sooner had the words left her mouth than she hissed in paĂ­n, dropping the knĂ­fe onto the cutting board.

    I let out a hiss of my own, rushing to her side and taking her hand in mine to inspect the cut, but there was nothing. Flicking my gaze back to her, I let out a sigh, which she met with a smile. “Genevieve…”

    I didn’t get to finish my thought as she cut me off by kissing me. That smile of hers remained as she kissed me again and again until I have had enough. 

    Which was a blatant lie; I could never get enough of her.

    She smiled, biting her lower lip. “I’ve been waiting all day to do that.”

    “Can I talk now?” I asked.

    “Sure,” she chirped.

    “You shouldn’t—” Kiss. I sighed again. “Genevieve.”

    “What? I’m listening.”

    No, she wasn’t. Her body was here, but her attention was elsewhere.

    I tried again. “You—” Kiss, followed by her giggle.

    Okay, that was it. I let my hands settle on her waist and lifted her onto the kitchen island. Genevieve looked triumphant, as if she had finally achieved her goal as I captured her lips, tasting her again after what felt like an eternity.

    Yes, I was desperate for her lips right after waking up, but she hadn’t given me the chance to act on it. She didn’t even allow me to take the lead, like I had the first time we kissed.

    No, as soon as my lips met hers, she pulled me in, leaving me no choice but to surrender to the waves of intense desire. Her fingers tangled in my hair, tugging lightly as we devoured each other’s lips, hungry for more.

    Even as I stood between her legs, I didn’t feel close enough to fully savor the moment. I stepped closer, pulling her flush against me until it felt like a piece of paper couldn’t slip between us.

    Genevieve King didn’t just taste sweet; she tasted like everything I shouldn’t want. She embodied freedom, like falling off a cliff without a care in the world. Her fiery mouth was quickly becoming my newest obsession, and I sensed she was aware of that.

    With each tilt of our heads, our tongues danced for dominance, and since she was far more experienced than I was, she always emerged victorious, grinning each time.

    Genevieve tilted her head to the side, granting me more access to sink my teeth into her delicate neck. A soft whimper escaped her throat as she gripped my shirt tightly. I returned my lips to hers, my hold on her waist tightening, the intensity of our kiss escalating.

    Every ounce of my already frayed self-control was put to the test as I reluctantly pulled away. She whined, her lips forming a sad pout that I fought hard not to kiss again.

    “Not fair, Dominic,” she said, sliding down to her feet.

    I glanced up from the meat I had resumed frying and smiled at her. “Life is not fair, Vixen.”

    ••

    “We should play a game.” The suggestion floated from her lips, light as a feather, though I knew her intentions ran deeper.

    Over the months I had come to know Genevieve King, I realized that she thought carefully about everything she did or said. That was simply who she was.

    Deciding to play along as if I were oblivious to her motives, I asked, “What game?”

    Her fiery ocean-blue eyes sparkled with mischief, and she smiled innocently. “The kissing game. You in?”

    Such a tempting offer—why wouldn’t I be?

    “I don’t think that game exists,” I replied.

    “It doesn’t. I just made it up.”

    A chuckle escaped me, but it was soon cut short when Genevieve straddled my legs for the second time since last night. My hands instinctively found their way to her waist, a habit I couldn’t shake whenever she was near.

    She lowered her gaze from my eyes to my lips and asked, “Who do you think will win?”

    “I don’t think there can be a winner in this game.”

    “You’re right, Dominic. It’s a win-win situation.” A grin tugged at the corners of her lips. “I get to kiss you, and you get to stop being all serious on me.”

    “I don’t think I can do that. You go all Genevieve on me too.”

    “I don’t.”

    “You’re doing it right now.”

    “What am I doing?”

    “Driving me to the edge.”

    “DangeroĂşs. I like that.”

    “I know you do.”

    Genevieve let out a light sigh, her slender fingers slipping through my hair, unraveling my resolve. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and I watched with rapt attention. “Kiss me, Dominic.”

    And I did. But here’s the thing: I had never kissed a girl—or anyone, for that matter—before this moment. I had my first sexuĂ l encounter at fifteen with a classmate all the boys wanted but couldn’t have.

    It didn’t end there; as I moved through life, I found myself with more girls at my disposal, yet I never once kissed them. Even those encounters felt more like obligations than pleasures.

    But here I was, locked in a kiss with an eighteen-year-old girl who had an undeniable effect on me and knew it. It felt wrong, even siĂąful, but who cared about that when the most beautiful girl was in my arms, reciprocating my desire?

    Literally, no one.

    The kiss grew more intense, passionate, and needy. Our lips and tongues danced together, neither claiming victory. We barely had enough oxygen, forcing us to pull away simultaneously to breathe.

    Our gazes locked, speaking volumes about our desires. The longing was poised to become a need, threatening to spiral into an addiction I couldn’t control.

    The hunger we felt for each other was indescribable and undeniable. I couldn’t explain it to myself, but the magnetic pull between us was undeniable.

    Genevieve leaned in, claiming my lips as if they were hers alone. I felt owned in that kiss, as though only she had access to me. I held her head closer, deepening the already profound connection.

    My hands, seemingly driven by their own will, began to move under her hoodie, causing her to gasp at the sudden contact. It was then I noticed she had also unzipped the hoodie I was wearing.

    She pulled away again, her palms resting on my chest, halting my advance. A single word from her lips froze time. “Wait.”

    TBC

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  • Kasarachi – Episode 38

    Kasarachi – Episode 38

     

     

    KASARACHI

    Kasarachi – Episode 38

    (Tell it to God)

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
         
     
    I was summoned to appear before the kinsmen in two weeks time. I stubbornly refused to honor their invitation because I knew exactly what it was all about.
    Uncle Okafor thinks I am still the small Kasarachi that he used to know who will hide behind her mother’s wings, while they take what rightfully belongs to her family.
    I will never allow it, not now, not ever!
    Thank God I have collected the land papers from mama and with those documents in my possession, we are legally covered.
    Uncle Okafor can go to all the kinsmen including the village head of this community, I don’t and will never care!
    So he thinks that I would let him take away the results from my years of sweating and working in Canada….? lie! lie! I will not.
    Three months have passed since I came back to the village and received the invitation from my paternal kinsmen. 
    They tagged me disobedient and stubborn but I didn’t pay heed to any of their taunts because I knew it came from a place of hate.
    Can you imagine that three out of these kinsmen even came to my house last week to issue out warnings at me….? 
    Well I didn’t give them time to blab for a long time before I ordered them out of my house and locked my door. 
    Do you know another annoying thing that happened to me last week…? 
    Ekene, my ex-boyfriend had the guts to come to my house to tell me tales of how he misses me and wants me back for a relationship. It was very very annoying!
    This is someone who never regarded me in the past. Now that he is seeing me look more beautiful, he is professing love to me and he expects me to jump at such an offer.
    Gosh! Even after the six years that has passed, Ekene has absolutely nothing to offer humanity because his own life is not straight. He has no personal accomplishments or qualifications, and I doubt he even has future plans as it stands.
    I was told he was expelled from the university in his second year for his involvement in indecent activities like sleeping with his female lecturers, and breaking other school rules. 
    Currently, he is serving as an apprentice in his father’s workshop as an electrician. 
    Then there’s pretty ME who is done with the university and graduated with a distinction as indicated on my certificate. Plus, I have built two gorgeous houses singlehandedly. 
    It was Ekene’s arrogance while asking me out that was even more irritating for me.
    Telling me how he would marry me immediately if I accept him. 
    Ekene even said that maybe God kept me unmarried for his sake and brought me back to Nigeria to meet him as my husband.
    I laughed hysterically after he told me that.
    His sense of reasoning gets me wondering how I had managed to date him in the past. Like what did I even see in him sef…?
    I suppose it was childish exuberance. Thank God that the Kasarachi I have now evolved to become can never choose him as a boyfriend, let alone as my husband. 
    With his unpleasant character and shallow mentality, I doubt that we could have even worked out as lovers for up to a week.
    I am not being proud but the truth remains that I am no longer in his league, hence we can never ever get involved as lovers again.
    I told him this truth to his face without mincing words. Since then, he left me alone and stopped coming here to disturb me.
    As for Uncle Okafor, he saw that I wasn’t going to bulge in my stance not to attend the meeting organized by the kinsmen and he then decided to use another approach. 
    Uncle Okafor used the silence treatment approach. He completely went quiet over the matter and stopped sending the kinsmen to my house to persuade me.
    For six whole months, I didn’t hear anything from uncle Okafor again. I felt very restless!
    His silence was deafening and frightening because throughout these past six months; there was no meeting summons from anyone, no threats, no visiting. 
    Absolutely nothing at all!
    I was becoming worried because silence could mean so many things; first, it could be that maybe the person has given up on the fight. Second, it could mean that the person is laying low in order to cook something worse than the previous ones.
    Mama and Osinachi think it is the first option which is that uncle Okafor has seen that he cannot win against us and decided to give up on fighting any senseless battle.
    I share an entirely different thought pattern. To me, the first one is very unusual for uncle Okafor whose heart is dark. 
    Unlike Mama and Osinachi, I think that it will certainly be the second option of planning worse things on the low. 
    I’m feeling a little scared and disturbed. God knows how I hate being taken unawares and especially over something that I can’t easily predict what could be coming at me.
    Well since there was nothing much I can do, I have decided to keep my hands crossed while being mentally at alert all the time.
    Meanwhile, I have been applying for jobs in the nearby developed towns and states with the android phone Mama purchased for me. 
    So far, it has been frustrating as none out of the sixteen organizations I have applied for online have contacted me for an interview.
    I am still hopeful though. My God in heaven is alive and He will definitely make a way for me. God will never leave me stranded.
    I believe that someday, I will be granted employment so I can become productive and eventually earn income monthly. 
    I want to be able to take care of myself in the way I want with my money, and to assist Mama in carrying on the house expenses. 
    Mama has been the one carrying on all of our financial burdens, including giving me pocket money every month for my personal use. She does this from the sales of the chickens, and also from the provision business that she is doing courtesy of me.
    Most times I do help mama in her shop in the market but it’s still not enough for me. I  want to find a good-paying corporate job to do, that’s the type of life I want for myself.
    Mama isn’t complaining but I just do not feel comfortable being idle when I have a good qualification and intellectual strength.
    That’s why I have decided to start doing something intentional. From tomorrow, I will be going in person to the main town to try my luck, since using the digital space doesn’t seem to be working well for me. 
    I intend to walk around to ask every big supermarket and boutique I see on major roads if they need the services of a marketer or a business manager. 
    Whatever salary they will offer, I’m going to accept it as long as it will take care of daily transport and remain for my personal use.
    Uncle Okafor was my major fear and it’s the reason I refused going far from home as I was scared of being kidnapped on the way.
    But since I haven’t heard from him for months now, I suppose it is about time I move forward with maximizing my certificate and building my future.
    After discussing it with Mama and getting her approval, I went to town as I planned. 
    For the next two weeks that followed, I moved from one supermarket to another, and from one boutique to another to inquire if they needed my services.
    Some of them consistently implored me to come back later and still paid me no heed whenever I did. Eventually, I left them alone and I stopped going to their places.
    Most of them bluntly told me to stop wasting my time with them because they weren’t interested in my services.
     
    Some were very rude that they didn’t even give me a listening ear or attention. 
    They blatantly ordered me to leave their business environment so they would see space to attend to important people which are their customers.
    For some supermarkets and boutiques, there was nothing they could do as there was no space to employ more workers. They would tell me using a polite tone to look elsewhere, or better still, I should wait until they are understaffed.
    About five of the supermarkets and boutiques I went to gave me a listening ear. They asked me numerous questions and I made sure to sell myself well to them by answering their questions intelligently. 
    From their facial expression, I knew the owners saw that with my vast knowledge and skills, I could be a huge asset to them. 
    The problem is that they were offering very low salaries. The salaries were too low that it would not even cover my transport for a month, let alone remain anything for me. 
    I tried negotiating my way through by pleading with them to add something on top in consideration to my distance but they refused, saying I should take it or leave it.
    It’s obvious they were trying to exploit my situation so I refused. I may be desperate but certainly not stupid! Accepting such a salary would mean using my intellectual strength and knowledge to grow their customer base for practically no pay.
    Afterwards, the cycle of searching for employment in town continued yet again. 
    Honestly, job hunting in Nigeria after graduation is not an easy task at all. It makes me miss Canada and my previously comfortable life in Mrs Sharon’s house a lot. 
    The worst part about all of this job hunting is that, we are in the rainy season. A day would normally start sunny but before afternoon or evening, it will rain heavily. 
    I hardly leave the house with an umbrella so I mostly returned home drenched in rain. It is so tiring, frustrating, and mentally draining for me who has once tasted a stress-free life. Oh! I miss my Mrs Sharon.
    If only Mrs Sharon was here then I wouldn’t have had to worry about a good-paying job and healthy working conditions at all.
    In fact, if not for whoever hurt Mrs Sharon, I would have currently been working at the reputable place she had helped me secure.
    Speaking of Mrs Sharon, I am seriously worried about her and also always wondering how she’s been faring so far. 
    It’s been six months already so it is only natural to have lots of questions on my mind. 
    How is she faring at the moment….?
    Is she out of coma or is she dead already….? 
    If she’s alive and awake, is she looking for me after being told that I was accused of hurting her and later deported to Nigeria…?
    Does she ever think of how I am faring or does she also think that I am responsible for her predicament like others think….?
    Hmmm. I am missing her and her family a lot and I do wish to meet them again someday even if it’s not immediately.
    I don’t know what even gave her husband the thought that I Kasarachi Arinze would hurt Mrs Sharon, a woman who showered me with excessive love than I deserved.
    I do not necessarily love Mrs Sharon for the benefits but for her core values which makes her who she is as an individual; humble, kind, compassionate, loving, selfless, and understanding. 
    She was this cool-headed, calm, and gentle lady who avoided trouble and was considerate to everyone around her. If she cared for people she didn’t know very well, then you can imagine how it would be for people close to her heart; like me and her friends. The love she showered on us was usually massive and devoid of selfish aims.
    She was never proud like most women of her class would have been. I mean despite being super rich personally and thereafter married to a rich husband, she still relates with people below her class so well. There was no demeaning, treating people unjustly, cheating or looking down on anyone.
    Mrs Sharon was also very patient, generous with her resources, and slow to anger. You will never hear Mrs Sharon disgrace or wash someone’s dirty linen in public nor will you hear her shouting at any of the staff no matter how provoked she was. 
    Ah! There are too many timeless reasons why I love my Mrs Sharon of which I will never be able to exhaust in a million years. 
    It’s just so unfortunate that before the ugly incident that happened, I couldn’t get the chance to express more in terms of actions on how much I had grown to love her.
    And throughout these six months, I have never stopped loving her nor have I ever relented in praying for her welfare and for quick recovery, incase she isn’t awake yet. 
    I even had to specifically set aside all of my Friday mornings as a sacred day to fast and knock on heaven’s gate on her behalf. 
    Oh yes, I care about Mrs Sharon that much and nothing will be too much to do for her.
    “Mama I’ve arrived oh. Come down nau!” The driver told me and I jolted in shock. 
    I gradually relaxed when I remembered that I boarded a taxi earlier. This was after the last supermarket I checked in for a job and I was offered peanuts as payment. 
    I sighed heavily as I resolved to focus my mind on my present reality and to quit hovering over the thoughts of Mrs Sharon, at least for now.
    I sluggishly stepped out of the taxi. 
    I wasn’t pleased that the driver had stopped me a short distance away from my house but since there’s nothing I can do, I let it slide without rebuking him. I paid the man who thanked me and then he drove away. 
    As I walked the little distance to reach my house, I saw a man with the exact physique of uncle Okafor standing in front of my gate and knocking on it vigorously.
    I was immediately alert thinking it was uncle Okafor and this got me very furious. I increased my walking pace so I can reach the gate quickly to confront uncle Okafor and insult the nonsense out of his body.
    Getting to the gate, I saw that the person was not the uncle Okafor whom I thought him to be. It was someone else entirely.
    Could you guess who this person was that came looking for me….?
    It was beyond my expectations.
    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)