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A LIE IN THE CHURCH
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�A lie in
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� Prologue �
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When Chloe followed her big sister to her best friend’s wedding, she didn’t expect the groom to stop his wedding vow and announce to the whole congregation that she (Chloe) was pregnant with his child and that they were lovers,
Which of course was a big lie because,
1) she didn’t know him, she was seeing him for the first time,
2)She was just 20 and was still in college,
3 )she had a boyfriend and
4)she was still a virgin.

A lie in the church was all it took for her parents to kick her out of the house.

Her beloved boyfriend to toss her aside and break her heart.

Her big sister to deny ever knowing her.

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� Chapter 1�

“Chloe!”
Yeah, that was me and the sweet person yelling my name was Ciara, my big sister.

The aftermath of her voice was still in my head.

“Chloe, come on, we’re gonna be late.”
Ciara shouted from downstairs. She sounded frustrated. I didn’t blame her, I’d feel worse if I were in her place.

We were going to a big wedding, I meant a grand wedding. It was her best friend’s wedding and I wanted to tag along.

I didn’t know much about her best friend but I knew they were super close and Ciara was going to be the maid of honor.

I never wanted to go for the wedding, I had plenty of homework from school due on Wednesday but when Ciara kept talking about the wedding and how spectacular it was going to be, I became intrigued.

Now she was waiting for me while I struggled with the chignon I decided to do.

I had everything planned for today’s event but everything was falling apart. My brown hair was long, making it hard to style my hair the way I wanted.

I already had my dress on, it was kind of white and stopped above my knees. It was flay from the waist down and had lace at the sleeves that covered my arms.
I loved the dress because it made my blue eyes stand out and I felt like an angel but I was not even close to being an angel.

I kept my eyes on the mirror as I used each pin to hold my hair in place but it was a complete disaster.

I was in this situation because I forgot the time for the wedding and now I was a mess.

“Coming, I just need to put the last pin.”
I lied, I had two pins in between my lips as I struggled with the one in my hand on my hair.

I had spent almost thirty minutes on my hair, who knew chignon was this hard.

I won’t be surprised if my big sister decided to ditch me, it was her best friend’s wedding anyway but I won’t miss the cake for the world.

“Oh my God Chloe, what the hell are you doing up there?!”
Ciara shouted.

She was my ride to the
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BAD BOY ROMANCE … (18+) … Part 1
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( I don’t care )
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Brody’s POV
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I sat at the school cafe with my friend Cooper , before us were pizza . We were eating and conversing

“How about that Naomi of a girl ?” He asked and I giggled

“The bitch fell in love with me so quick , she doesn’t know I only play with girl’s emotions ” I replied and we both laughed

“Crazy man ! But you such a bad boy, you’ve made three girls fall in love with you in just two weeks ” I said and he blushed

“I’m the game master here, many of them really flock around me because of my money ” I said

“You should know that Love doesn’t exist ” I added and ate more of my pizza

“So who’s gonna be your next target ?” He asked

“Oh! Erm… That should be the new girl ” I replied

“Oh! miss political money” Cooper said and we both laughed

“The girl is one clumsy girl , I wonder how that poor girl was able to get itted here ” I said as I chew my pizza

“If not for the scholarships , there wouldn’t have being traces of any poor student here , so she’s the girl you wanna catch fun with now ?” Cooper asked

“Sure , and I’m sure the fool will foolishly fall in love with me since I’ve gat cash only for me to break her heart like I had done to other girls ” I said and we both laughed

Payton’s POV

It was like a dream to me when I got mailed that I had being itted to my dream school. It’s a school of the rich not for poor people like us

My mom is so poor , and I work my ass off to take care of the family day and night .

I resumed the school last week and it’s really being fun , no one is ready to make friends with me cus many people call me political money cus I’m poor. They believe it’s the government that is paying my school fee and they mock me always for that

But I don’t allow that to move me , I just go to school, learn , mind my business and go home

But there is this popular boy I’ve heard a rumour about . They tallkof how rich and charming he is . How every lady wants to date him and how he has proudly broken many lady’s heart

I kinda have this hatred towards him cus of how he treats ladies

I was just strolling around the school before the assembly commences when two boys walked towards me

“Hey ” one of them called

“Do I know you?” I asked boldly and they looked at themselves in surprise

“It’s obvious you didn’t know us , well, I’m Brody , the richest and cutest boy in this school , the one that no one dares and have many ladies flock around and with me is my childhood friend Cooper , I guess you now know whom we are now” He said proudly with a wryly grin on his lips

“Who cares though ! I don’t give a f**k who you are , excuse me ” I said and walked away…
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THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401 … (18+) … Episode 1
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“I was at that point in my music career when my voice was the hit… I was a Gospel Musician but with a very unique voice and style of music…. Larry was my keyboardist, He was divinely anointed to play the Keyboard . He was married and I was too….

He just knew how to play the right tune…. He gave my music it’s style… Our families knew each other well, my husband never saw him as a threat, and neither did his wife have a problem with us travelling around for sold out shows…. He was the instrument, I was the voice… A match ordained by God to bless lives….

Emotions started getting into the way, I started seeing ways in which he was better than my husband. He started seeing how we fit each other perfectly…

We couldn’t help each other as sometimes we would shed tears of wishing we were married to each other… If we were married, we would be a couple doing great exploits for the LORD… Sometimes I felt like hugging him so tight and it took strong will not to touch his soft lips… He sometimes would give me a big hug after our show, onlookers thought it was just a professional hug, but he would whisper ” I love you more than anything In this world, I wish you were mine”
It was genuine, I loved him and He loved me… But we were married to other people !

Before I go on in my tale, what do you think I should have done?… if you were in my shoes, What would you have done?
I need your genuine answers….
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THE CUTE KOREAN EX CONVICT – Episode 1

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By: Eunice Nwodu
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Rissa
The dining table got so quiet and lonely that I could hear myself chewing down the pancakes.

I thought I had gotten used to the loneliness. Why does it seem to affect me so much this morning

Oh! Now I get it. Mom and dad promised to me for breakfast since it’s the first day for the semester.

I should have known it was a promise that they weren’t willing to keep.

I don’t blame them either. They’re the busiest human beings I’ve ever come in with since 16 good years of my life.

They get so busy that they couldn’t even give me a sibling. Not one, not two, none at all!!!

At least, I have my two best friends – Zoe and Alex to comfort me in that sad reality.

Oh! And my dog as well.

Her name is Pineapple and she keeps me company whenever I get bored of my phone and laptop.

And during this summer vacation, we’ve gotten very close that she follows me everywhere.

Suddenly, storming footsteps emerged from the fleet of stairs and mom’s voice arguing followed.

He’s your best friend’s son for God’s sake. Caleb has always been by your side till the day he died!

I was a bit surprised to hear mom yelling. She’s really sweet and rather smiles in silence than to argue.

But for the fact that she’s sounding so defensive, it must be something important and she’s definitely gonna persuade dad.

I got up from the seat and reached for my bag on the other seat.

Next, dad came down holding his briefcase while mom scuttled after him.

They were already dressed up for work in a blue matching suit.
I’d say adorable but I’m sure they’re just wearing it to impress people.

“Good morning mom” I greeted as we half hugged.
“Morning dad” I muttered waving three fingers at him.

He smiled and settled down at the dinning table.

He picked up a short bell and shakes it. Immediately, one of the maids came rushing in.

“I’m sorry we didn’t come down earlier to have breakfast” Mom said with her hand still on my shoulder.

I released a wry smile.

“It’s alright. Maybe another time” I shrugged hopefully.

“Okay sweetheart and we can also go to the salon and have a mother and daughter time this weekend” She beamed.

“Yes, mom. That would be awesome” I chimed in.

“Alright ma’am. I’m going to school now” I said and she bids me off.

I got outside our huge house where the SUV that takes me to school every morning was waiting.

I was about to approach the car when something held me back, or should I say someone.

I turned to see my dog – pineapple clutching tightly onto my legs.
Aww, I knelt on the floor and rubbed it’s fur.

“I’m gonna be back later, okay?” I cooed touching him all over.

My personal maid had arrived and she took the dog from me.

“Make sure you feed it and give it a long warm bath, alright?”.

“I’ll do just that, ma’am” She stated.

I smiled and entered the SUV. Pineapple kept barking as the car drives off. We were followed by another car filled escorts.

Dad’s a politician so you could say we are pretty wealthy.

It’s a short ride to school and the moment I see the tall sophisticating fences of the school, I quickly put a sunshade glasses on.

(Juvenile detention center)

Mykel
I sat on the bare floor staring at the it. I could hardly see it because of the darkness that engulfed me but I had already stitched the images to my mind.

I’ve been here in a juvenile detention center for three years and just yesterday, some lawyer told me I’ll be released soon.

I scoffed. I thought I would stay here till I turned 18. I still have a year to go…

I wish I can close my eyes and open them back at the house in Korea. With my parents and best friend.

Things would have been better if my dad didn’t die.

The cell door creaked and soon noises of keys dangling filled my ears.
I looked up blankly to see the jailer and ‘that’ lawyer standing behind the door.

“Get up Asian!” The jailer yelled opening the door. I stayed put with my eyes piercing into his. He knew very well that I wouldn’t flinch.

He sighed and moved into the cell.

“Get up. It’s time for you to go” He stated with his arms folded.

My eyes drifted to the lawyer who wore a big smile.

I stood up and followed them out of the cell. As we walked along the hallway, all eyes from the other juvenile inmates steeped on us.

The same question was written on their faces.
I could tell.

We got to the office where my things were first taken from me.
A fresh set of clean clothes and shoes were handed to me.

“Congratulations Mykel, you’re free to go” The chief inspector said wearing a smile.

I stared at them for some seconds including the lawyer.

Then, I was able to find my voice again;

“Who had me released?” I asked calmly.

“Your late father’s best friend. He’s a politician – one of the wealthiest in America” He replied and I nodded perfunctorily.

“Once you’re done dres, you’ll be taking to his mansion where he lives with his family” The lawyer added and I couldn’t help but cringe.

Why would he release me after three solid years? After he left my father to die? What’s his deal anyway?!

I’ll just keep the anger aside.
First, I need to leave this place.
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MY HUSBAND’S DARK REQUEST … (18+) … Part 1
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“Sorry, the test was negative.” The family doctor, Mr. Charles told me and my heart sank. Muttering a thank you in a sullen tone, I rose and exited the office. I had mistook some signs to be symptoms of pregnancy but I was wrong. I really wanted to get pregnant. In fact, I would do just about anything to get pregnant.

Although my husband was a wreck in bed and barely satisfied my sexual needs but my yearning for a child of my own overshadowed his flaw. I didn’t care if I reached my orgasm or not or if he simply went into him and ejaculated after a few thrusts, leaving me unsatisfied and empty, what mattered to me now more than life itself was being a mother.

We have been married for six years and our courtship had been sex-free. Not that any of us was a virgin but I had sworn myself to celibacy and had been surprised and glad when God had brought my way a man who stated that no sex until marriage, but little did I know that it was not due to a religious beliefs but simply because he never wanted me to discover how terrible he was in satisfying a woman. No pre-intimacy, no dirty words, just spread my thighs, let himself in and in less than two minutes, he was done, rolling off to turn his back to me and then you hear him snoring away leaving me sad, angry, unsatisfied and depressed.
On our first year, I had hoped that I would conceive within months but nothing happened. I made frequent visits to the hospital for checkups but my husband never agreed to follow me no matter what. He was told me that he was fine and I must be the one with the problem. The pressure from our families were mounting, especially from his mum who would call me almost every month to find out if I had conceived.
The society too wouldn’t give me a breathing space and soon people began to conclude that I was barren and I must have bleeped up my womb while I was in college from excessive drug use or series of abortions. But that was not true. I have never aborted before nor abuse any drug but people will say what they believed anyway and other women including some of my friends seized opportunities to indirectly remind me of my childlessness.

I prayed. I cried. I fasted. I begged God for a solution but the answers weren’t forthcoming not until. I overheard my husband on the phone and realized that his mother had been pressuring him into getting a second wife. His friends were also secretly advising him to get a random girl pregnant since he married a ‘man’ for a wife. I was helpless. I was at the verge of losing my marriage soon.
One certain day, I decided to do a full and thorough clean up of the house and that was when I discovered a folded paper in the inner pocket of one of my husband’s old suit. I took it out and much to my chagrin realized that he had gone on a test without telling me and was diagnosed of low sperm count. So he was the one at fault all along and yet, people pointed fingers at me!

I stalked into the sitting room to confront him and he began to pleas and cry. He begged me not to divorce him and that he didn’t tell me before we married because he was afraid to lose me, but yet, I suffered accusations upon accusations while my husband who was the real culprit remained unscathed. I was furious.

I wanted to scream! Why would he leave me in the dark for so long and let me go through emotional torture on a matter that I was innocent about?! He told me that if I left him and even if he remarried and still could not get his other wife pregnant, people would surely know for sure that the fault was his in the first place and he didn’t want to become a laughing stock.
Fuming, I sat down and he came to me and told me that he wanted to ask for a favour and that he would have asked a long time ago but he didn’t know how to present it. And then my husband said that I could go out and her pregnant and he would happily father the child.

I was stunned but seeing the look on my face, he added, perhaps trying to tempt me: “I know you still have little feelings for your ex. If it has to be him, I wouldn’t mind, just don’t tell me when you eventually sleep with him, all I need to know is when you conceive.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. To say that I was shocked was an understamemt. “I will never do such a thing!” I bluntly told him.
He remained pensively quiet for a while then asked: “What about Jude?”
I gave him a look. “What about Jude?” I asked. Jude was his best friend.

“Do you…um…” he cleared his throat. “…um…do it with him? I trust him more and his health status is sound.”
“What!” I flared, jolting up to my feet. “You are asking me to sleep with your best friend in order to get pregnant?!”
He slowly rose up with a guilty look. “I know you’d very much like that we adopt but giving birth to a baby will convince people better. Nobody has to know. It will be strictly kept between the three of us, please Maureen.” He implored.
“I can’t do it and I won’t do it!” I said and stomped away.
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A NIGHT WITH A CUTE GUY … Episode 1
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�A night with a
Cute guy�
�Took my virginity�
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✍️Prin cess✍️

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�Episode one�
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☺Lisa☺
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I paced around my room anxiously, anticipating on how to tell her.

Will she let me?

Yeah! She is supposed to let me……I am nineteen you know!!!

I breathed in and out loudly, and walked to mum’s room.

I knocked softly.

“come in”,she replied.

I walked in, squeezing my palm, and clucking my fingers.

I always do that when am nervous.

“mum, uhmn..well…..I just wanted to know….muhmn…..well…

“will you speak already!”,she replied.

“yeah….uhmn….well……I just wanted to…..know if….if…..if I…..can go…..t….to the prom”,I replied nervously.

“no”,mum replied sternly.

“mum but why, am nineteen”,I replied.

“just because you are nineteen doesn’t make you mature and sensible”,mum replied and I groaned loudly.

“mum b it all my friends are coming, their parents let them”.

“well, you can be an exception”,she replied and I rolled my eyes.

“mum but….”.

“lisa brothel, this topic is over. Now, to your room”,she half yelled.

I ran to my room and threw myself on the bed.

Damn it! Why is mum like this??

My phone rang, goddamn its vera, she must be wondering why am not there yet…

I heaved and picked the call.

“yes vera”,I said.

“babe, why ain’t you at my house yet, for goodness sake, I waited so long, so I decoded to come to your house”,she replied.

What!!!

“uhmn…vera….you see….my mum won’t let me”,I replied and she sighed.

“typical mum”,she groaned.

“am sorry”,I replied.

“na, you are coming, here us a plan”,she said and told me the plan.

Wow, she is so clever!

I didn’t even think of this!!!

I wore a library suited outfit, snucked out and handed vera my party dress.

I took my bag, and went to my mum’s room.

“mum, am going to the library”,I said and she looked at me suspiciously…….

She walked up to me and searched me….checked my bags.

“you can go”,she replied.

“thanks mum”,I said, trying to control my excitement.

I walked out, and we boarded a cab to Vera’s house where other girls were waiting. We were taking a limo.

They were all excited to see me…I changed up.

We entered and off to school.

�SCHOOL�

We arrived at school and we all alighted.

I walked in elegantly with vera besides me….

The party had already started..

I sat down while vera went to her boyfriend..

Wow! He came!!!

My dream guy

Blake, so cute, the cutest guy in school…..

I sat there, drooling, I think he noticed, so I stopped.

I started sipping my drink…….looking at nothing particular…..

“hi”,an angelic masculine voice said.

Oh my gosh! Its blake.

“hi”,I replied, blushing……

“you look cut when you blush..”,he said, making me blush the more.

”thanks”,I replied, and he asked for a dance.

I can’t refuse, so we moved to the dance floor.

He slipped his hands round my waist while I wrapped my hands on his neck……

“you are beautiful”,he whispered softly….

Well, o hear that all the time cause am truly beautiful.

I don’t mean to brag but am the only one without make up, yet all eyes were on me….

He offered me a glass of wine.

I gulped down every bit, lost in his ever charming eyes.

We moved to his private classroom, I have never really entered, but gosh this place is nice.

Like a gentle man….he carried me in a bridal style and placed me on the soft sofa…..

In no time, we undressed each other, and then he brought out his d*ck and slid into me.

I felt a sharp pain, more like a cut……..he moved in and out gently……
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IMPREGNATE ME OR I DIE…..(18+)…..Part 1
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Thanks to my mother, Mrs Ladidi who taught me to be a woman of pride and dignity. It will be difficult for many to believe I was still a virgin even after my university education.
My mother was that strict woman who must not see you with any man. She made us believed you can never be respected by your husband if he meets your disvirgined. So I did everything in my wisdom and strength to keep my virginity all through my secondary school and university days. There were series of temptations and narrow escapes but it was not easy.
Danjuma was my first love, we met while I was in SSS 2. He was a good guy except that he wanted me to prove my love for him by sleeping with him. I had told him from the onset of our relationship that *this is everything minus sex* and he agreed. We dated for three years, but it was three years of agony and pain. In our three years of dating, he attempted raping me six times but was unsuccessful.

I will never forget the last attempt, he had succeeded in tearing my pant and I had made up my mind to let him into my body but he lost erection after all the struggle to get me down. That was how I escaped the sixth attempt. You must be thinking why I had not walked away after the second or the third attempt, I myself can’t tell why I couldn’t walk away.
All my friends knew I was still a virgin and the only virgin among our clique. Severally they had arranged some boys to get me disvirgined but I was smarter than them. I had a strong intuition to know when they drugged my food or drinks just to get at me. Some of them thought I was a witch but I wasn’t. They intentionally discussed how sweet sex was while I was with them to make me change my mind but I was resolute – my mother’s words are more stronger than theirs. I want to be a woman of pride and dignity. I will keep my virginity for my husband no matter the cost.

My second boyfriend was not as aggressive as Danjuma, he was calmer and respected my decision with the hope that he will eventually be that husband to break the cistern. Our love for each other was enviable. We were like the Romeo and Juliet of our time. In all our times together he never tried to force me to sleep with him except on two occasions when were lost in lust for each other. We almost could not resist each other as we both caressed each other like two love birds. He looked at my face, I looked at his and ed my covenant, “I will keep my virginity for my husband”. Something within me said, “but Dan will marry you, there’s no difference if he does it now or later.” I quickly rejected that voice and disengaged from his arms and took my leave. These were not easy decisions anyway. Even though he had never complained, putting him in the mood and leaving him in that manner gave me a lot of concern and worry.
I shared my experience with Jumai and she felt I was wicked. ‘A man who has given you everything you wanted in life, he has provided your material needs, given you time and affection, etc, what else can you give him as a pay back or appreciation for all his gestures?’ She asked me. Jumai made me feel indebted to Daniel and I couldn’t sleep all through the night because of her words. I woke up at about 2am that night and I was overwhelmed with the thought of Daniel. In reality there’s nothing Daniel hasn’t done to make me happy, there’s nothing I give him that will be too much for his love towards me, not even my virginity. Immediately I decided that moment to give it to him. I picked my phone and sent him a text message, “I will be coming to your place tomorrow”. He replied after 23 minutes, “it’s ok, I will be expecting you”. I was eager to meet with Daniel so he can make me feel like a woman for the first time. The clock became slow for my liking.
Because of what people will say, I waited till 10am before going to his house. The moment I entered, he knew I was up to something, my face said it all, my actions spelt it better but Daniel is a rare gem. He reminded me of my covenant, the words of my mother to me. ‘Will you break your covenant for five minutes enjoyment?’ He asked me. I was ashamed of myself, I could not look straight into his eyes again. He picked up my pant and wore them on me himself. We will do this when we are married, he said. Tears of mixed feelings dropped down my cheeks. ‘Daniel I love you.’ ‘Maryam I love you more.’ We hugged each other and he led me to the door.
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KINKY SINGLE DAD – Episode 1

� KINKY
SINGLE DAD �
( His Hateful Chef )

CHAPTER 1*

By, Naomi Cindy B.

Don’t copy or repost please

★★★★★

Philip Albert’s mansion**

Philip came out of the bathroom, wet from the bathing water

He has only a white towel wrapped on his waist

Some of his wet hair sticked to his face, it made him look more hot!

And his abs is one of a kind, the kind any lady will want to sleep on every night

He dried his body with another white towel before creaming gently with his special skincare products, making him glow more

He proceeded to drying his hair and styling it without bangs…

He entered his dressing room and opened the big closet, he thought of the colour combination that’ll make a hot swag

He closed his eyes and opened it

He picked a blue shirt and black tros…

He dressed up and picked a pink tie, striped blue

He put on the shoe that just arrived this morning from a Craftsman in Dublin

Worth millions of dollars

He came back into the room and sprayed himself with cologne, his favorite perf

He used lip balm and checked out himself in the mirror

Handsome!, No, more handsome

He smiled lightly and is about to take his phone when he started hearing crashes from Robin’s room

He closed his eyes and opened it again

“I thought this morning is gonna be peaceful” he mumbled before going out of his room

He walked to Robin’s room and Immediately he entered, a pillow landed on his face

It’s Robin who’s at it again

He’s busy throwing things across all angles of the room

Four maids are in there with him but they can’t even seem to control him

He’s wearing only a singlet and a short knicker…

“Robin” Philip said but he kept throwing things

His whole room is a mess

“He says he doesn’t want to wear uniform to school today, he says he wants to wear anything besides uniform” one of the maids said

Philip sighed and walked closer to Robin

“Robinson” he said calmly

“No dad, I won’t take any cajoling, I’m not wearing my uniform to school today but these f*cking maids won’t listen!” He cried

” How many times do I have to tell you not to use swear words again, Rob you’re still a kid” Philip said, bending in front of him

” I’m not a f*cking kid anymore, I’m an adult, I’m seven years old so you can’t address me as a kid” he yelled

“That again….I’m going to go crazy at this rate” Philip said , breathing hard

” Dad do something, I can’t wear this tacky uniform to school today” Robin pouted again

” But nothing is wrong with it ” Philip said

” It’s outdated already, you can talk to the school management to change our uniform right?, And also, I really need to change my style today , I have a crush in school already” he said

The maids giggled

” Crush?, What do you know about crush?” Philip said

” I’m not a kid so you don’t expect me not to know, so will you let me dress casually to school today?” Robin asked cutely

” Daddy…..

“Ok fine” Philip said and faced the maids

“Dress him up…

” No, fire them dad, they disobeyed me” Robin said

The three maids gasped and went on their knees immediately

“Young master please” they pleaded

” Robin..

“Dad you promised to do whatever I want” Robin said, pretending like he’ll cry

Philip breath hard again…

” You three are fired” he said

The three maids stood and left quietly

“I’ll call another maid to dress you up and rearrange your room” Philip said

” No, I want you to dress me up daddy” he replied

“Can you stop being one little trouble?” Philip said

” Dress me up already” Robin replied and widened his arm

Philip smiled

No matter how troublesome he is, he’ll still remain the source of his happiness, he pecked his cheeks

He opened his closet and brought out a white shirt and a red coloured tros with same colour of jacket

“No, I don’t like the combination, I prefer gold coloured tros and jacket, that’ll be more fashionable” Robin said

Philip picked the colour he wanted and dressed him up

“All done” he said after spraying him…

“No” Robin said, picking his face cap

Philip helped him wear it to the front but he removed it and made it face the back

“This is what I’m talking about” he said and winked

“Just don’t kill me before my time” Philip said, leading the way out of the room

The three maids are gone already, leaving twelve maids in the house

“If anyone bleeps up , firing follows” Robin said as he settled down for breakfast with his dad…

“Miss Melanie, why are you doing this to yourself?, You should just let’s disconnect the machine, he has been in that state for six years, haven’t you lost hope?* The doctor said to Melanie who’s standing some meters away from him

Distances from men and guys matters a lot to her

*No doctor you can’t do that, I still have a lot of hope left, father will still wake up even if it takes ten years, the money for this month stabilization, I’ll make sure to pay it on Friday, please don’t disconnect the machine I beg you” she said

She doctor sighed…

“If you insist” he said

“Thanks doctor” she replied gladly

She came out of the office with an heavy heart

It’s not sure if she’s gonna get the money before Friday, in fact, she has no hope but she still hopes

She’s a student of Unique school of nutritionists, a finalist and one of the best students

Today is Sunday, that’s why she’s not in school

She has three part time jobs

A server at a coffee shop from twelve to two, an attendant at a gas station from two to four,…then a store attendant from four to six….

A hard miserable life is what she’s living, together with a stigma that has refused to go…

She entered her dad’s ward and Valerie rushed to meet her

Valerie is her sis…

“What did the doctor say?” She asked quickly

Melanie smiled lightly

“He’ll give us till Friday to pay for the machine stabilization this month” she replied

” Friday?, How will it be possible?” Valerie said

“It’ll be possible” Melanie replied

“I can just get a part time job too Melanie, I’ll work at a saloon or a drycleaner shop to help save up the money” Valerie said

” I said it’s ok, isn’t it enough that I’m already doing three part time jobs together with my school work?, Isn’t it enough that mum is already working as a cleaner?, And you’re saying you want to work part time too?, No Valerie, you can’t do that” Melanie said

” But…

“Valerie!!, I said no!!!, Even if it means giving my life, I’ll provide the money and also provide for your needs, I promise, just trust me and concentrate on your books” Melanie said, tears brimming at the corner of her eyes

” Sis” Valerie said and hugged her, crying too

“I wonder when all this will end, I can’t stand you suffering anymore” she said

Melanie glanced at their dad who’s sleeping like a corpse on the bed, the machine is beeping silently

“When will you wake up?” She thought, finally letting her tears fall..

Philip got down from his car in front of his company and eventually went in, his guards trailing behind him and his manager beside him

Well a female is her manager, her name is Kat…yes he dislikes women since Stella left, but maybe they’re close because she has been his manager even before Stella left him

“The Current gists magazine printed something about you” Kat said

“What again this time around?” He asked without looking back

“Asking when you’ll perform on stage again…. singing” Kat replied

They entered the elevator

The guards are gone now

“I have no plans to sing again, they should better scrap the shit” he said as if singing has done something bad to him before

Since Stella left, he lost his inspiration for singing…

“But it’d really be nice if you can sing again” Kat said

He faced her

” Don’t expect too much” he said as the elevator got to their floor

He entered his office, ignoring the greetings of his staffs as usual

Kat smiled iringly

“How mean” she said before entering her office…

Evening**

Melanie entered the store, her third part time job everyday

“Always at the right time” the store owner said

She’s a plump woman who’s too stern, she’s sitting on a chair with a bowl of noodles in front of her

Melanie only bowed in greetings

She dropped her bag in the locker room and came back, wearing the shop uniform already

The other two attendants stared at her as she stood at her own stand , attending to customers

“This will be ten thousand dollars” she said, ringing up some items

“I hate her, she’s too proud for my liking” one of the other attendants said

” I wonder how she still manages to be proud and rude despite the fact that she got raped at sixteen” the other one said

Melanie heard it all

Her whole body is already shaking in anger

“If I were her, I’d be using a shawl to cover my face everywhere I go, how shameless” the first one said

It got to the peak, Melanie can’t take it anymore…

She dropped the scanner and rushed to the two girls

She grabbed their hair and pulled it hard

She hit their heads together and they winced in pains

The customers in line gasped

Madam plumpy stood, finally leaving her plate of noodles

“Melanie!” She shouted

But Melanie is not ready to stop

” Is it my fault that I got raped?, Is it!, What if it was you guys?, What if!, I don’t care if you lose your hairs, it’s unfair to taunt other people with their flaws… and it’s not even my fault you useless bitches!” She yelled and hit their heads on each other again, pulling their hair more

Madam plumpy finally got to her

“Let them go or I’ll call the cops!” She yelled

Melanie let them go reluctantly, breathing heavily

“Now get out of my store and never come back!” Madam plumpy said and went into the locker room

She brought out her bag and threw it at her…

“Leave!”

With tears in her eyes, Melanie walked home, even when it started raining, she never hid from the raid despite the fact that she easily gets cold

“I’m just….. useless” she kept saying till she got home, shaking badly..

” Melanie!” Her mum said immediately she entered their small house

She ran to her with Valerie

“Mum” she said slowly

“Daughter, why did you enter the rain?” Susan said , looking at her face

Even when sad, she’s still so pretty…

“I got fired from the store” she said slowly..

“Come with me sis, I’ll help you change” Valerie said

“No, I can manage” she replied, entering the room she shares with Valerie

Valerie looked at Susan

“They must have gossiped about the case again and she must have beat someone up” Valerie said sadly

” My poor daughter” Susan said pathetically…

Philip came back from work with Kat and immediately Robin saw her, he rolled eyes at her

He just hates her, to him, she looks like an owl

“What’s she doing here dad?” He asked, standing up

Philip carried him and pecked him

” I forgot some files , and I need to give it to her to work on” he replied

Robin looked at Kat again and smirked

” Eaten?” Philip asked

“You know I’ll never eat alone without you” he replied

” Alright boy, I’ll go change upstairs and come back so we can eat together” Phil said and dropped him

” Kat, I’ll be back with the files” he said and went upstairs

Kat sat and looked at Phil till he’s out of sight

Robin kept looking at her

“I feel uneasy with that madam owl-eyes around” he muttered before rushing upstairs

Philip got changed and is about to grab the files when his eyes caught something on the bedstand

One of the stickers stickers Stella loves collecting when she was still here

It’s sticked to the stand

He went there and almost cried but stopped himself

He removed the sticker

“Since you left me without any reason!, Then I have no reason to miss you or you!” He said and tore it to pieces

“Yes, all women don’t deserve trust, and they’re the same” he said seriously and stood

Robin came in immediately

“Do you like madam owl-eyes?” He asked Straight

“Madam owl-eyes?”

“Kat” Robin replied

“Like?, All women are same just like your mum so I have no reason to like anyone” he replied

” Yeah, all women are like mother who left me, I forgot your philosophy… thanks for reminding me” Robin said and rushed back downstairs..

He kept looking at Kat

“Any problem Robinson?” She asked

“I just don’t like you, I’ll rather like my dog” he said

“What!’

” Don’t be surprised, but I know what you feel for my dad, I know you like him cos anytime you both are together, you’re always staring at him with your owl-eyes” he said

” You’re still a kid Robin, you know nothing” Kat said

” You just made a mistake cos I’m not a kid, I’m seven years old, and for calling me a kid, I hate you more” he said

“I’ve heard of your rudeness but I never knew it’s as bad as this” Kat said, feeling embarrassed

Robin sighed and dipped his hands in his pocket

“If you open that door and walk down the corridor, you’ll find numerous toilets” he said

” Meaning?”

” Enter anyone you like and vomit all the feelings you have for my dad” he replied , raising a brow

” What!, Robin!” Kat said…
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MY DELICIOUS LANDLADY … (18+) … Part 1
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When I first moved into my apartment and was introduced to my landlady by the agent I did a double take. Her house girl came to get the door and ushered us into the sitting room.

I was surreptitiously sizing the housegirl up and wondering if I could score. She was plump in a nice sort of way with a heavy Bottom and medium round bosoms. I smiled at her and she smiled back then looked away shyly, rolling her hips a bit more enticingly as she walked in to get madam. “Bad girl,” I thought to myself already gloating in anticipation. We sat down to wait.

After about 15mins i was becoming impatient when, finally the land lady herself emerged. She walked into the sitting room staring at me like my d–k was hanging out. It might as well have been. I was staring at the most curvy and fleshy female being I had ever set my eyes on. Round and plump, with bosoms each almost as big as a melon.

Despite her evident roundness, i could make out formidably wide hips through her clothes, a loose blouse with a wrapper tied round her waist. From the way her bosoms were rolling heavily but gently from side to side as she moved, i could tell she was not in bra. She seemed about mid forties
‘Bayo,” she greeted the agent as she sat down, ‘is this my new neighbour?’ ‘you’re welcome’
“thank you ma” I replied.

“I hope you like the apartment, has Bayo taken you round?”
“Yes, I’ve seen it and its quite ok”
After a few more pleasantries and rules and regulations of living in her compound, she asked what I was doing. I told her I was into business and she asked to know if i was married.

My negative reply brought the ghost of a smile to her face as she jokingly said, “my house girl is off limits oh,” to which I also jokingly replied, “don’t worry ma, she’s a small girl,” and looking into her eyes added softly, “I like older women.” Her smile widened and she changed the topic. She soon left me with the agent to work out other details, but I didn’t hear a word he said.

My eyes followed my landlady’s departing Bottom and I could feel my long d–k start to rise as I imagined burying it in the deep crack between her rolling buttocks. I didn’t have to wait long.
The next day as I was moving my things in, she was driving out to the market. She stopped when she saw me,so she called me over. As she wind down her window I could feel the cool air from her Ac but she was sweating slightly. She has small eyes and full African lips and was wearing a very low cut blouse.

My eyes trailed a drop of sweat down her neck and chest until it disappeared into her deep cleavage. Till today I can’t what she asked me. I was just saying “yes ma, yes ma”. Meanwhile my eyes could only stare incredulously at the huge succulent m—-s between her arms as she gripped the steering. My oga downstairs was already nodding against the door of her infinity jeep and my heart was pounding loudly in my ears.

All I could think was “chei!! See delicious woman!!,” wondering how those bosoms would feel in my hands. Suddenly I noticed everywhere was quiet. I finally looked up sheepishly to see her smiling at me with a coy look on her face. She said, “I said you should stop saying ma. Call me madam Janet or just Janet, you hear?!” I said I had heard. She took my number and said she would call me later in the day. She gave me a long silent look with that ghost of a smile on her face and as she drove out I could hear her humming along to the radio which was playing wande coal’s “u want it, u bad.

” I said to myself “e be like say this madam wan use me play sha.” I decided to chat up her house girl and learned that she had been married but her husband travelled abroad and she lost with him. They had had a big fight and lived separately for two months before he left. She had three kids and the last one was in boarding school.
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TRAPPED IN BOOTY ISLAND … (18+) … Part 1
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Trapped In Booty Island

Written ✍ Sadiq Infinity

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(Before the wedding)

(Justin’s P. O. V)

Life is s full of surprises, just when you think you’ve got everything figured out and planned, Fate had to interfere bringing your whole planned out life crashing down your head, well that’s life for you.

My name’s Justin and I live in � Newyork with my parents, when I was little, I always wanted to be an actor and I was the best actor in the school plays and drama, everyone loved my acting, I imagined myself being a great actor one day but as I said Fate had to interfere!

Presently in this stage of my life, My life didn’t go as planned, I’m not an actor but just a stage decorator in the theater, my job is to construct and make things and objects used in the play, through this process, I acquired the skill of carpentry, its not much but it will be useful someday.

My salary is $120 dollars a month, that is $30 dollars every week, its not a bad payment if you ask me cause at least I get to pay rent and also get to afford three square meal a day, despite being a stage decorator, I do enjoy working in the theater, I love watching the actors and actresses as they perform their acts and they sure do a marvelous job at it, I just wish I could do the tryouts someday and show people what I can do, I still love to be an actor.

But as all good things, there’s a bad side aspect of the theater, All the actors, directors and actresses engage in sexual escapades, Well its good to have sex once in a while but these people do it rampantly when they’re not working and another worst thing is that they also take drugs before the plays or acting to keep them active which is bad and dangerous, I could expose them but if I do, the police will close down the theater and I will be jobless, so to be on the safe side, I had to keep my mouth shut.

So one day after work, I decided to go straight home to rest, the day was so tiring and exhausting as I reached home, my mom Maria was waiting for me at the doorstep, She usually visits me and brings me her special apple pie, I gave her a warm hug welcoming her, I opened the door and we both went in.

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Maria ➡ Justin my baby, are you alright?

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Justin ➡ I’m fine mom, How’s dad?

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Maria ➡ Your dads fine, son you look awful.

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Justin ➡ Its nothing mom, just work.

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Maria ➡ Its Nothing?!?, son you look miserable, a fine young man like you shouldn’t be like this.

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Justin ➡ Mom, I told you, I’m fine.

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Maria ➡ Look son, you need a time off, rest and hangout with friends and meet gorgeous ladies.

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Justin ➡ Mom please, enough okay! I just want to be left alone.

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Maria ➡ Okay son, but please don’t ruin your life, Ok?

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Justin ➡ Alright mom.

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Maria ➡ Good night, oh…. That reminds me, here’s your favorite pie, enjoy!

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Justin ➡ Thanks mom, Good night.

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Poor mom always worrying about me, she’s always ed me in whatever I did and prayed for my well being, She always did everything in her power to please me and I don’t want her worrying about me, I’m fine with the way I am, I closed my door and took to apple pie to my room to watch Tom cruise’s “Mission impossible” as I watch the movie, I wondered how my life would have been if I was an actor? Maybe I could as famous as Tom cruise, live in a luxurious house and surrounded by paparazzi and sexy ladies and finally settling down with the perfect woman to start a family.

As I was deep in my imagination, a call went through my phone, It was Kevin my number 6, He and I we’re best friends since grade school and we stayed in touch through out the years, He’s a cop in the Newyork police department.

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Justin ➡ Hey Kevin, sup?

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Kevin ➡ Justin you handsome devil, how’s the acting career going?

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Justin ➡ You crazy joker, you know I’m not an actor!

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Kevin ➡ Yes but who knows, dreams still come through.

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Justin ➡ Yeah, so how’s your police work?

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Kevin ➡ Its cool besides I get to bust drug dealers and the fun part is, there’s another extra cash involved.

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Justin ➡ You crooked cop! So what’s up with the call?

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Kevin ➡ You Harry clump?

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Justin ➡ Harry? The guy that eats his nostrils?

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Kevin ➡ Yeah, he’s getting married to Emily potts.

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Justin ➡ Emily potts? Holy mother Teresa herself?

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Kevin ➡ Yes, they’re both getting married and they’re inviting the whole school gang to their wedding, they even asked for you.

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Justin ➡ Really? I’m touched….. Wait did you say everyone is coming?

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Kevin ➡ Yes, everyone including your nemesis, Rashida!

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Justin ➡ What I can’t believe they invited her?

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Kevin ➡ Well, she’s coming, so you better brace yourself, I heard she’s quite rich now.

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Justin ➡ dude, I don’t care, I hate her.

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Kevin ➡ Well, see you at the wedding, I’ll send you the invitation card.

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Justin ➡ Bye.

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I ended the call � after that, I couldn’t believe it, Rashida is coming to the wedding? Unbelievable, for those of you who don’t know, Rashida is my childhood nemesis, She’s been a real pain in my ass for so long as I can , She’s spoiled, snobby and makes awful remarks about my acting and she’s accused me of things I haven’t done, the main reason why I hate her is because she attracts boys and make them do her bidding, she sprouts around like a peacock thinking she’s beautiful, I just hate her so much, We’ve fought several times, even during our graduation day in high school, in which we ended up both humiliating ourselves and we haven’t seen each other since then, Well, let’s just hope I don’t get to meet her cause if we do, It will be a disaster �.
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ADEBIMPE THE FACEBOOK GIRL … (18+) … Part 1 . Early february. I met adebimpe on facebook as a mutual friend to one of my friends. One thing led to another, we started chatting on BBM and early march, we started E-dating. 3weeks ago, we discussed on how we will see facially and she suggested to travel down to meet me in akure if only I can send T.fare. Adebimpe is a student of uniport so she fully based in PHC. I was so happy that I started day dreaming how the visitation will look like, the romance, fun, love-making etc. .


On the 14th of april, I sent 10k into her as Tfare. She called me to tell me she got the money. And the travelling preparation began. The D-day came. I have cleaned up my room, bought foodstuffs, bought a new pack of CD., wen she dropped at akure garage, I told her to pick a bike to my house address which she did, she got to my house at around 5pm. I ushered her in, gave her soft drinks and we were chating. Wen it was 6pm, she shocked me by telling me she has a cousin here in akure and that’s where she will be staying throughout her 3days of stay and dat I shd visit her at her cousin’s place the following day. I was so sad but I didn’t show it, I faked a smile and walk her off to take bike. I come dey reason am say “se na like dis my 10k go waste?”. The next day, I didn’t go to visit her and I lied that I was sick with the mindset that she will come to my place instead. But na lie, all she could do was to call me and ask after my health. That nite, I couldn’t sleep. I was just wondering how silly I am. I just put my fone in silence and forcefully slept off. As I woke up around 6am in the morning, I picked my fone and I saw a text from adebimpe. Which says “baby u knw I will be leaving today, wat time should I come to visit u so as to get my return Tfare”. Chaiii, na so my head spark. . CLICK ON THE LINK BELOW TO READ PART 2
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CRAZY HOUSEHELP – Episode 1
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� CRAZY HOUSEHELP �‍�
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(They are both Egocentric ��)
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Written by Authoress Ti Fe ��
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� CHAPTER 1�
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My old rusty Alarm Clock rang so loud making me jump out of the sleep in fright. Though it didn’t surprise me, i don’t think I can ever get used to the extreme noise it makes.

It is a very old alarm clock, so I couldn’t blame it. I need to get another one so I can wake up the normal way almost everyone in Golden City does.

I pressed the little button on my Alarm Clock, and pulld off the duvet from my lower body. I sat up and searched for my floppy slippers with my feet. I finally found it and I wore them quickly rubbing my eyes with my fingers. I stood up and had a very nice and long stretch.

The ray of the sun reflected into the room and I smiled walking to the window. I peeped out and I felt a strand of my hair on my face as I bent to peep.

I huffed getting rid of the strand of hair, before using my palm to brush my hair neatly. I had a large grin as I stared at the street, how beautiful it looked from the third floor were I was.

Then the thought of me going out to search for a job again made me sad all of a sudden. I pulled down my curtain in frustration and looked around my room. It was looking so scattered because, I haven’t had the time to take care of it.

“Today Is another day.” I said to myself standing akimbo. I dragged my feet on the floor walking to the bathroom. I removed my night robe and finally walked into the bathroom.

I turned on the shower and I shivered as the water touched my smooth fair skin.

I am Kimberly Johnson, and I am Twenty Three years old. I was born into a poor background which made life miserable for me. My parents strived so hard to send me to school hoping once I graduated, I would be their savior.

But unfortunately, things aren’t going the way all of us planned it. I graduated with a poor grade which can’t help me into any company. I can’t even show my face at home, because I am a disgrace to them.

I don’t blame them, I am an embarrassment to myself too. I just hope one day all these become history for me. I need to make my parents proud.

I was done with bathing, I walked out of the bathroom after cleaning the water on my body using the towel.

I walked to my closet and opened it looking at my very scanty clothes. I picked out my second best shirt, which was already washed and ironed. I wore my underwear and wore my shirt afterwards.

I picked the black skirt I wore the previous day and also put it one, luckily for me it still looked very clean.

I stood in front of the mirror adjusting the look of the shirt and skirt on me. After being satisfied, I picked up my hair comb and combed my hair to my satisfaction, making if fall freely on my shoulders.

I applied my nude lipstick and wore my shoes at the same time. The shoe was an old one, but still looked very neat. I carried my bag which contained my credentials and took one more look at myself in the mirror before walking out of the door.

I locked the door and threw the key in my bag. As I walked down the hallway,I searched my bag for the last cash I had on me.

Before I got out of the house, I found it and counted it feeling a little displeased.

“This won’t even last for two days.” I thought sadly.

After counting, I inserted the money into my bag again and then suddenly I hit someone.

“Watch where you are going b**ch.” The man roared.

“Oh my… I am so sorry, I wasn’t looking.” I pleaded turning to look at the person I hit. It happened to be one of the men that lived on the second floor in my house.

“Stupid girl.” He said and my remorseful face turned into an angry one.

“I apologized okay? No hard feelings.” I replied angrily and he began to walk towards me.

“What did you say? Do you know how much I got these shoes?” He asked angrily and I bent my head to look at his shoes. That was when I realized I stepped on his shoes.

“How much?” I asked proudly. I can’t let him embarrass me early in the morning. The neighbors were beginning to gather around us, and i hated it.

“Does it even matter? It’s not like you can afford it.” He said smriking and I knew he was just looking for trouble and I wasn’t in for that.Angrily, I dipped my hand in my bag and pulled out some notes from my neatly folded dollar notes.

“Here! Shove it in your a*s.” I spat angrily walking away. I had the frown on my face on a very long time, and when I began to feel pain I released the frown a little.

After walking some metres and calming my nerves, I dipped my hand again in my bag and brought out my dollar notes. I counted it, and I realized I gave him $60 USD out of the $120 USD i had with me.

I bit my lower lips firmly in regret, now I am stranded for real. I should have just apologized and walked away, but my pride won’t let me do that.

It was so hurting that I felt my eyes heat up but I quickly fought it. I can’t cry because of an ordinary $60 USD, that is a slap my face.

I swallowed hard, shutting my eyes and breathing out loud. I opened my eyes with a fake smile on my face, and I stood at the edge of the road waiting for a Taxi to by.

After exactly fifteen minutes, I sighted a Taxi from afar and I began to wave it down before it got closer. My plan today is to go outside Golden City, since I already tried my luck everywhere in the City.

The taxi stopped in front of me and I bent to talk to the Driver.

“I want a ride across the borders of this city.” I said smiling.

“Ma’am that would cost you a little.” He said and my heart began to beat very fast. I know how much I had with me, and I can’t spend all of it on transport.

“How much are we talking about here?” I asked still keeping that fake smile on my face.

“$25 USD Ma’am.” He said and my eyes widened.

“I am with $60 USD! And if I take that out, I would be left with $35 USD! OMG!” I yelled inside of me while I kept staring at the Driver.

“Ma’am are you still going?” He asked and I nodded reluctantly.

“I have no choice.” I muttered opening the door and hopping in. One sentence kept ringing in my head…

“I must be employed today.”

Because if I am not, then I would sleep without food today.
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