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I sincerely appreciate the effort you put into writing your stories, considering every other daily activities that also need your attention. My words were just yearning of a lover of good write up. No malice intended bro. One love

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paperlord007:
Read all the chapters at once. Amazing story, captivating and all. More Muscle to continue this story bro. Please take your time…��

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Hey guys, so I've got someone willing to lend me a phone at intervals through which I can be able to start typing and making updates again. So from August, next week Tuesday precisely, I'll start dropping updates again. It might not be consistent o but it's better than just abandoning the story like that. So to the ones who are still sticking with me through this ride, thanks a lot for your patience and understanding. I really appreciate.

PS make person help me where I bin stop sef. I don forget.

Moura7:


Thanks a lot bro

Thank you so much moura for putting your audience in mind ....

I appreciate that.
I mean you don't owe us anything but you're still trying. ...


Thanks.

No wam bruh

Thank you

I really love this story ......... bro you're the best can't wait for you to drop more episodes

Happy new month guys.... I totally forgot this week was Week Of Spiritual Empowerment in my church and so I wouldn't have time to update this week but unfailingly, I'll start next week. Please you guys can also attend WOSE at any Salvation ministries near you or even online too. Remain Blessed!!

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paperlord007:
For the Op if your phone falls in this category.

Wow, thanks man... How can I them?

Moura7:


Wow, thanks man... How can I them?

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Dave

I tapped my fingers impatiently on my lap as I waited in the reception area of the law department. I cast a spiteful glance at the grim looking receptionist who had balantly refused me from entering the department claiming I wasn't a law student. The plan was to charm my way past whoever would be at the reception desk but when I saw her the moment I stepped foot into the law building, I knew charms would be a pretty long shot.
Ruling out charms, I'd resorted to flattery but she was immune to that too. At that point I gave up so I just stated the real reason I came. I would have lied and said I was a law student who forgot his ID but she seemed like the person that would look me up on the student database to confirm the truth.

"If that's the case then I can't help. You'll have to come back when lecture hours end or you can just till then", She spat out like the robot she was. I didn't even bother trying to persuade her to help me out. I knew her type. They derive this weird joy in telling people "NO".Just a little power and they begin to feel like God. The same goes for bank security men.
I looked towards the uncomfortable waiting chairs and then towards the exit, contemplating if Gina was really worth it.
Yes, that's right. I'm here because of Gina but with about four hours gone now, I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea.
I mean it's not like she's the only girl on campus or in Lagos.

'But she's the only one in here', my subconscious retorted like he was angry he had to share his space with her in my mind. Sadly, he was right. She has been all I can think about since we helped reconcile K and Mia the other night. It's gotten so bad that I stalk her on social media now. That's how I knew she'd have lectures for most of today and on impulse, I found myself getting dressed to come over and keep her company. Its so crazy because I'm not that generous. I only care about myself and family but here I am, bored and frustrated just because I want to her face.
At first, I was attracted to her but that was just because I figured she would be a good lay. I didn't think of her as more than that. I'm a selfish jerk, I know. Then I saw the way her bigger jerk of a boyfriend was treating her and I don't know, I just felt this overwhelming urge to protect her. Cliché as it may seem, her refusal to my advances made me even more attracted to her.
At some point I resented her for turning me into the pathetic mess and I resolved within myself to kill off any budding feelings. That easy, right? Just few moments after my resolution, my phone chimed and seconds later I'm swooning over her latest picture on IG, shamelessly liking and commenting with my burner .

"Dave?", someone called, snapping me out of my reverie. "What are you doing here!", Gina asked, looking at me surprised. For a moment, I was dazed as I looked at her face and couldn't utter a word. How can someone look more beautiful with each ing moment.

"Dave?", she called out again and I quickly regained myself and averted my gazed from her.

"Yes", I replied.

"I asked what you were doing here"

"Oh, right", I began. "I - uh- I came to see you", I answered uneasily. Where the heck did my confidence go; why am I shy all of a sudden?

"Ok-ay", she drawled her response, her facial expression showed she found it weird I was looking for her.

'Oh God', I thought as I began to realize that it was indeed weird that I was here. It would be even worse if she knew I waited about four hours for her to finish. That would just give out thirsty creepy stalker-ish vibes. I began working my brain to come up with an excuse of some sort.

"So..", Gina started. "What's so urgent that had you running to my department to see me?"

"I didn't run here", I scoffed, feeling a bit offended. Who does she think she is?
"Infact, I'll have you know that I just got here few minutes..", I was saying when Mrs Grumpy cleared her throat quite dramatically, cutting me off in the process. I looked towards her sharply, wondering why she won't just mind her business.

"Oh, Hi Mrs Pamela", Gina greeted. "I didn't know you were there".

"Hi dear", Grumpy replied smiling and quickly wiped it off when she looked at me. "He didn't get here few minutes ago, he's been here for a very long time. I guess you're the one he's waiting for", the sadist of a woman ran her mouth and I looked away in shame.

"Wow", Gina said, looking at me as I prayed inwardly for the ground to just open up and swallow me and Grumpy so I deal with her well for not minding her business.

"Alright, yeah", I said, trying to sound unaffected. "I've been waiting for you a while, so what? Is it such a big deal?"

"Clearly, it is. Since you tried to lie about it and why me?", she asked. "Why do you want to see me?"

"Can we at least go somewhere else and talk about it", I said eyeing nosy Grumpy to which she responded with a glare of her own. Some people are just naturally unhappy in this country.

"Uh Uh, no", Gina refused. "I'm not going anywhere till you tell me because all clandestine acts of yours is beginning to creep me out. Is this about Mia? Or K? Are they OK?", she began firing questions nonstop.

"No no, they are fine.. I think. I don't know know if I haven't heard from neither of them but I'm sure they're fine. That's not why I'm here. I'm actually here because of me, there's something I-"

"Oh thank God, I was beginning to think something bad had happened", G cut me off, heaving a huge sigh of relief. Something in me just wished she could worry about me like that too.

"I'm sorry for cutting you off like that, I was just so relieved it wasn't anything bad. The way you were acting just got me scared. Uh, you were saying something earlier about that you are here for you?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah", I said hesitantly, wondering if I should still tell her why I was here. The mojo I had earlier had disappeared and I'm scared of what her reaction would be.

"So... go on. Tell me", she urged, looking at me expectantly with those beautiful eyes.

"Uh... I.. I... I think I'm in trouble and might need the services of a lawyer", I lied on the spot. Well, it wasn't necessarily a lie. I really am in trouble--having feelings for her is trouble.

"Okay, but aren't you like really rich?", she asked. "I'm sure you have a legal team at your disposal".

"Yeah, but this is a case my dad can't find out about else he'll deal with me", I lied again, marveled at how quickly I was dishing the lies out. God please forgive me.

"Hmmm", she hummed, looking at me suspiciously. "I don't know Dave, I'm not even a lawyer yet. I'm just a law student and I'm sorry but I don't think I can help you", she apologized, breaking my heart a little but I won't back down so easy.

"Okay, I get that you're scared or not sure of yourself to win", I said, baiting her. A little bruise to one's ego always worked in motivating someone to do something. Harsh but very effective.

"I'm not scared and I'm very confident of my abilities concerning matters of the law, I'm not just sure I want to involve myself in whatever it is you've got yourself in", she retorted.

"Okay okay, I'm sorry if I offended you. How about I treat you to lunch and then you can offer me some legal counsel on how I can get out the mess I'm in. Pleeasee", I begged.

"Uhmm... I'm not--", she began but now it was my turn to cut her off. I won't let her turn me down.
T"Or even better, why don't we go to yours and then you can whip something up for us to eat. I heard you're quite the chef so please grace the taste buds of your humble servant with your heavenly delicacies", I said and gave a dramatic bow which she chuckled at. I knew she loved cooking and so I had to appeal to that side of her. All my cyber stalking is beginning to pay off.

"Okay", she muttered and smiled a little. "But you must help out too", she ordered and I gave her a mock salute.

"You're just silly", she smiled again and began walking out. "Let's go".

"Right behind you", I said and followed her out as I ed the door, I stuck my head back in and dangled my tongue at Grumpy in mockery and laughed within me at the angry look on her face.....TBC

So it is as promised, a little rusty but please manage and drop your s too. Next update would be sometime later in the week. Have a blessed day and week ahead.

After waiting for update since 2015, this update is too short o.

efeteb:
After waiting for update since 2015, this update is too short o.

You can say that again mate. But as they say: half bread is better than none
Moura should please try to compensate his ardent readers with a longer updates pretty soon. Considering the way a lot of people are following this story when the updates was coming in frequently compare to this, it’s not impressive at all.
Guess most of them already gave up on the story

Welcome back moura. This will do in wetting our appetite till you get in the groove again. You are very much appreciated

Thanks a lot Moura

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Dibixxx1:
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Weekend finally, Thank God. New update this evening or tomorrow. Happy weekend

Moura7:

Weekend finally, Thank God. New update this evening or tomorrow. Happy weekend

okay bro. We will be expecting your updates.

Thanks for the little update bro.....

Contd

"Wow", I exclaimed softly as we entered Gina's house. "Your place is so beautiful", I complimented while iring the living area.

"Okay, ease up with the a** kissing", Gina chuckled. "You're acting like it's your first time here".

"First, ouch!!", I replied, a fake expression of pain on my face. "Second, I'm no a** kisser, at least not in the way you mean", I winked and she made a face showing her disgust at what I said. I laughed at how funny she looked, it was just adorable.

"Look, all I'm just saying that the first time I was here it was late at night and we had more pressing issues so I didn't really have time to take in the gorgeousness of your house", I explained.

"There you go again", she sighed. "It's just a house, Dave".

Mmhmm. Like a semi detached duplex with a mechanized gate, garden, pool, and I'm sure it had other stuff like an indoor gym and cinema too. All these plus the fact its in a very choicy part of Lagos was ''just a house" to her, but it's all good.

"So what would you like?", she asked. "Scratch that, I think I only have pasta, rice and maybe soup, so which would you prefer?"

"Which would be the fastest to fix?", I asked. "I'm starving", I said holding my tummy.

"Uh, let's just do pasta then. It shouldn't take too long to fix. In the meantime, let me get you some cake and juice, I can't have a stranger dying in my house", she retorted and walked out, leaving me shocked.

"Did she just call me a stranger?", I asked myself, confused at what she meant. I mean there's no way she still sees me as a stranger, right?
I tried to get my mind off that silly remark and just see it as nothing but I just couldn't.
Here I am, thinking I'm beginning to make progress with her when all along she still sees me as a stranger.

"Nah, she's just joking", I said and chuckled, trying hard to block out the opposing voice of my subconscious. Just then she entered with a tray containing a slice of cake on a plate and a glass of juice.

"Thank you", I thanked her and received the food. "Uh, your help is not around?", I asked, taking a piece of cake in my mouth.

"Help?", she asked, confused. "I don't have a help".

"Really?", I replied in surprise. "You mean you stay here alone?"

"Uh, yeah", she replied. "Why would I need a help or need anybody to stay with me?" She asked and I was beginning to sense a hint of aggression in her tone which was not good for me. Gina seemed like all these 'woke feminist genZ the world is female' type girls and the fact that she's studying law is just trouble.

"Oh, I get it", she continued. "You think because she's some rich girl then she just cluless and would someone to get every single thing done for her, right?", she asked angrily. I quickly swallowed the cake in my mouth in fear.

"Uhmm..I.. I didn't - -", I tried to pacify her when she cut me off by bursting into laughter leaving me confused at what was happening right now.

"Oh my God, your face_", she tried to say but continued laughing instead. "I'm just kidding".

"Oh", I sighed in relief. "You're crazy, you know that right?"

"I know", she smiled. "How's the cake though, I baked it myself".

"Really?", I asked and she nodded. "No wonder it's horrible. I'm just managing it as this point, just hope you're cooking doesn't suck as much else I would've just wasted my time", I replied without looking at her. It was my turn to joke now.

"How dare you?", she laughed and I swear I felt my heart skip a beat. Jesus! What's this girl doing to me?

"So.." I cleared my throat and took my eyes off her before she noticed how I was staring at her. "That stuff about me being a stranger, you were joking right?", I asked and honestly, I don't know why I did. Now my heart is thumping against my ribcage like I just proposed and I'm anxiously awaiting her reply. Funny thing is I'm also praying her answer is 'yes'.

"Yeah, I was joking", she replied but I'd sighed in relief when she pronounced the 'ye'. "But in a way I wasn't. I mean I don't really know you, I don't even know your surname".

"Do people still know each other's surnames?", I asked and she eyed me. "Okay, okay, you're right. We don't really know each other", I itted, mostly for her. She didn't know much about me but I knew everything about her.

"So what are you going to do about that?", she asked.

"I'll tell you all about me but in the kitchen. Let's go and start cooking already", I whined.
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"Omo!! ", I exclaimed happily and Gina laughed. We just finished eating and all I can say is I'm say we didn't eat out. The food was the best I've ever had. Okay, maybe I might be exaggerating just a little bit, this feelings thing is messing with my head but the meal was really delicious.

"Can you say 'omo' again?", she asked, still laughing. She must have liked the way I complimented her.

"No, I'm not", I refused. "Your ego is too big as it is and I won't inflate it the more by giving you more compliments".

"Oh please", she scoffed. "It's just that your accent was just funny when you said 'omo'. Please say it again so I can record it, pleeassee", she said while laughing harder and I looked away in shame. Almost a year since I've been here and I still couldn't speak pidgin without someone laughing at me.

"Oh God", she sighed after her laughing spree. She stil had residues of the mocking smile on her face as she looked at me now. "Even Mia has hope where you are", she said and laughed a little.

"Whatever", I scoffed and backed her childishly but in truth I was having the time of my life right now. Her laughter was just therapeutic to me. I swear if she laughed all day, I would listen with keen interest.
'Haaa, even K no corny reach like this', my subconscious laughed.

"Ah ah", G tried to turn me to her. "Are you vexing?", she asked playfully in a thick nigerian accent. "I was just messing with you".

"Leave me", I refuted her pleas like the child I was and she chuckled.

"Seriously though", she ignored my whims. "I'm glad you enjoyed the food. Thank you for enjoying my cooking". That melted my heart.

"Mm.. You're welcome", I murmured my reply and then turned to face her. She smiled when I finally turned around.

"So..", she started and I just what she was going to say next. "Now that's out of the way, are you going to tell me about you now?", she asked and I smiled.

"I just knew there'd an agenda behind that appreciation speech", I said and she laughed. "No biggie though, but ladies first. Tell me about you first", I reversed it back to her, not that I didn't already know, I just needed time to come up with what she needed to know in order not to spill stuff she wasn't supposed to know.

"Well, I'm an open book. I've got nothing to hide so ask away", she replied, sitting up. She really meant business. One would think that I should be happy that the girl I'm getting mad over, is willing to get to know me but its just complicated. There are things she shouldn't know, at least not now.

"So you think I'm hiding something?", I asked, a small smile at the corner of my lips to mask how nervous I was.

"I know you're hiding something", she replied flatly, eyes not batting. "But it's not my business so I won't push. You'd tell me in your own time".
Her statement was enough warning for me to back off now if I didn't want to jeopardize all dad and I had spent months planning but for some reason I was sat there smiling at her, iring her fierceness.

"Well, that being said, let me give you a summary of myself so we can get to you. My name is Gina Williams as you already know and I come from a family of the best lawyers this country has, maybe even the continent and our law firm, Williams, has the one percent of the one percent in the country as clients. Everyone that is anyone in the country have business with us. I'm an only child, I love cooking and I think I want to pursue a career in it although my dad thinks it's a waste of time.

He rather I go the family way of being a lawyer, hence the reason I'm studying law but after law school, I'm done. I'll pursue my cooking ion and start my own restaurant. I've already bought a property somewhere in the island. Uhm.. I think that sums me up", she finished.

"You forgot, stunningly beautiful, arrogant and rude", I joked and quickly dodged the TV remote she throw at me.

"Me arrogant?", she laughed. "Don't worry, I'll poison your food next time".

"Are you saying there's going to be a next time?", I asked smiling and for the first time I saw her blush. My smile grew wider and I felt happy I had that effect on her.

"We'll see", she replied shyly. "Now over to you", she said, that confident edge came back to her voice.

"Well, let me try to summarize like you", I began. "I'm Dave.. Dave Richard K", I added as she gave me a look when I didn't add my surname before.

"Uh, sorry, isn't Richard your dad's name?", she asked.

"Yeah", I replied.

"Okay. What does the K stand for, though?"

"Oh, that's my dad's surname, I can't pronounce it well", I lied.

"Hmm.. Ok", she shrugged. "Carry on".

"Yeah, so I was born and raised in the states. My mum's late. Any other thing?", I thought out loud. "Oh, I'm twenty one and I love soccer, girls, creating apps and movies sometimes." I finished and she was looking at me weirdly.

"What?", I asked confused.

"You're done?", she asked, like she couldn't believe it. What more does she want?

"Uhh... Yeah?"

"You're joking. Okay, wait, what's your ion or dream? What does your dad do, how are you guys wealthy? I'm sorry about your mum but how or why did she die?", she bombarded me with questions. "That's how to describe yourself".

"Hmm..okay", I agreed. "Well, my dad migrated to the US a year before I was born. According to stories my mum told me, my dad met her father in the middle of a robbery. Then my grandfather, a professor at MIT had come to the restaurant my dad was waiting at and as the robbery ensued, the robbers asked my grandfather for his wristwatch but he refused so they threatened to shoot him if he didn't give on and my dad being the nosy person he was, intervened by shielding my grandfather while trying to beg the robbers to stop. Long story short, my dad ended up getting shot, on his arm though and my grandfather in show of gratitude, decided to take him in from the shabby shelter he was residing at. As God would have it, they bonded really well, especially over their shared love for technology. Through my grandfather, my dad met my mum and they had me. They didn't get married because mum rejected dad's proposal because she was sick and didn't want to put him through much pain when she eventually died. I feel she thought dad was being pitiful towards her but I might be wrong. About the wealth part, dad was/is really smart, might even be a genius.
My grandfather noticed this and pushed lots of strings to get dad attend lectures in MIT even if he couldn't get a diploma. Along the line, dad got really good and creating softwares/programs and began to make a business out of it--typical igbo man. Although, the money he got from making apps for the white kids was little, he requested for stock in start ups this kids were building. Grandpa wisely advised him to get a law student to draw up contracts for him to make it legal and binding just to be safe and as God would have it, some of those startups blew up and became giants in various industries. Some of them are mastercard, Amazon Simple Storage Service. Before these stocks blew up, dad was working at a hedge fund company, he worked in IT but as I said before, he's nosy so he can learning stuff about finance and trading. That was even how he began to monitor markets and stock and got to see that the stock he got paid with years back had become big. So we became quite the millionaires but good things don't usually last as mum's situation worsened and all the money couldn't save her --", I paused as talking about it now, had me reliving the whole thing all over. I didn't even know tears had begun to roll down my cheeks till Gina reached out to wipe off a stray one. I looked away as I didn't want her to see me like this but she pulled my face back to her.

"It's okay to cry", she whispered and as if on cue, the dam opened up from my eyes. She shifted closer and took me in her arms as I wept quietly.
After some minutes, I pulled out from her embrace and just stared at her. We just sat there staring at each other, messages ing through my eyes in perfect understanding and so it was just natural that we began to lean in towards each other. I looked at her lips and then her eyes, silently seeking her permission and when I got the go ahead with slight parting of her lips. leaned further to meet her lips with mine and just then, her phone rang. It was as if she snapped from a spell or something because the speed with which she jumped away from me was unreal. I looked to where her phone was and the caller ID, Rex with a love emoji body displayed on the screen creen.

"Uhh.. I.. I have to take this", she stuttered, picked the phone and dashed out.

'Ofcourse', I thought, smiling through the weird pain I felt inside. I should have known she still had feelings for that douchebag. Her refusal to advances earlier begin to make sense now. I hated myself now for ignoring the warnings in my head and going ahead to fall for her.
She came back after a few minutes later and I stood up to leave.

"Uhmm...I'm sorry about that. It was just--"

"No need to apologize", I cut her off. "I'll be taking my leave now. Thanks for the meal and your time, I really enjoyed both", I thanked her, ignoring the surprised look on her face.

"Y--you're welcome ", she voiced softly. "You're leaving?", she asked a bit sadly.

"Yeah", I held my ground. I won't let her countenance won't sway me.

"Hope no problem? ", she asked and I replied by shaking my head.

"Just got something to take care of now", I answered. "Please get the gate for me".

"Yeah, sure", she said and tapped on her phone while I got the door and walked out to my car. The harsh reality check from that phone call got my head from the clouds back to earth, but my heart is still firmly in her grip. Guess I'll have to learn to live without one for the time being.... TBC

Thanks bro. Your posts are always worth the wait. How far with mia and her soon-to-be MIL? I can't wait to see the reaction of k's grandma

Thanks for the update

doctorexcel:
Thanks bro. Your posts are always worth the wait. How far with mia and her soon-to-be MIL? I can't wait to see the reaction of k's grandma

efeteb:
Thanks for the update

Thanks guys

Have been a ghost reader since you started this story but i think it is time to comment.
bro you are to good. Keep it coming.

Zoomman show yourself don't be a ghost reader lol.

Johnny234:
Zoomman show yourself don't be a ghost reader lol.

You gat me. i'm sorry. the story captivated me. thumb up to the writer.

Mind blowing as usual.... You sabi write this romance thing wella. I dey fear people like you o Moura

Nice one op

Weekend again, Thank God... New update Sunday as usual or latest Monday evening. Make una sha help me o cus only God knows how many times I've changed the ending of this story and extended it.

Moura7:
Weekend again, Thank God... New update Sunday as usual or latest Monday evening. Make una sha help me o cus only God knows how many times I've changed the ending of this story and extended it.

Keep extending it moura�
D story no suppose finish sef