mhisbliss:
awwwwnn how could i say no to you, dont worry he wont, good morning

Good morning dear, hope you slept good?

Thanks for the dedication, skarlett
Nice plot. . I hope it gets hotter though

Lawlahdey:
Thanks for the dedication, skar lett
Nice plot. . I hope it gets hotter though

Lol, i hope it does too

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Madam, bring yourself here......this ^^ guy is talking. He's even calling you Buhari , romantic guy now. Now don't forget to invite the masses to your "Dubai" wedding, abeg. Yorhmeine.rd remember I'm hiring myself as wedding planner. Present to the two of you

Rich parents and throwing weight are like that Zuma picture, but this Feyi needs to learn the hard way. Full time dependent on parents, married and playing Princess Diana qualifies for flogging. Amen

Loving every bit of this story

Even if u dnt mention me, i wil stil follow u like ur shadow . nice write-up so far. #thumbsup.

Kai....I bind every spirit of lateness in my life..sorry for the lateness my sister, you don come again with another awesome master piece...continue with the good work abeg God bless and suppy you with more grace

Too many girls on this thread. Nice one skarlet, bless up

Interesting story.. Following.....

.....but this Feyi foolish gan o

Chai yormhienerd this your proposal is making me all mushy and scarlet-cheeked

I never experrered eet

Dedicated to bibiilicious and starboyfight


Three

FEYI was woken by the barking of dogs. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and for a disconcerting moment forgot where she was as she stared at the beige and purple décor of the unfamiliar but tastefully furnished room. But recollection came to her in a flash and memories from the night before came back to her. She rose and went to the window, throwing open the curtains on an enchanting scene. The row of neighboring houses were painted white with navy blue stone roofs that seemed to be the color code of this area of the estate. The grass was lush in the compound and the dogs she’d heard barking were being escorted back to their cages by the gateman.

This was Tunji’s house, she thought in amazement.

“Don’t worry, its all legit money,” he’d said to her awestruck expression yesterday when they were driving into the estate, his house was situated in.

“What in your books do you consider legit money?

“Government contracts, I designed some low cost housing estates for the Ogun State Government six months ago, that was the much needed breakthrough. I invested the money in starting up my own firm and building a five star hotel in Abeokuta.”

“A hotel?” she gasped.

“Yes, I’ll be shuffling from Lagos to Abeokuta from time to time.”

Her next question had baffled even her, “How do you reconcile owning a hotel with all the shady things that go on there and your conscience, morally?”

His head snapped around to pin her with his eyes and he rasped harshly. “Much the same way I imagine you reconcile having kept a child from its father…morally.”

He might have as well slapped her.

She glanced away from the window and flicked her stricken eyes over to Tomiwa’s room that was only a door from hers. Tomiwa had raised hell during the night and Feyi had recognized it as his own way of protesting the change of environment. There was a small knock on her door, that had to be Blessing.

“Come in,” she said.

The door opened to let in Tunji instead. He was already dressed for work and Feyi felt her mouth go dry. She swallowed, more aware of how flimsily she was dressed in her satin nighties that left little to the imagination. She took a deep breath, held his stare and stood a little straighter.

“Good morning.”

*****

Trying to ignore the sudden shot of electricity that stung through his body at the sight of her erect nippl€s that jutted out of her nighties and the fine delineation of her breasts, took all of his willpower. An instant surge of testosterone-charged heat took a leap down his front to gather like a flaming knife in his groin.

The provocative witch, he thought, letting his eyes shutter out the telling gleam he felt spark to life in them while, at the same time, taking in every smooth sleek inch of her well-proportioned body. He had almost forgotten how provocative she could look in her nighties.

“Good morning, I have a meeting to attend,” he informed her briskly, “we will have to be seen dining together in the mornings and evenings. I usually have breakfast at 6:30am so you’ll have to wake up earlier.”

Feyi frowned visibly, “why?”

Tunji hid his smile, “why? You surely didn’t expect me to hire a cook when you’re here?”

Feyi crossed her arms on her midriff, “Please come again, I don’t understand the when I’m here part.”

“You’re my wife Feyi, I will eat nothing else but what you prepare for breakfast, lunch and dinner.”

“B_but…” she spluttered, obviously rattled.

“There are no buts Feyi and sulking makes you look irritating and juvenile. This is my house not your father’s, I wont have a maid cooking for me when you’re present.” He took her shocked silence for acquiesce and continued, “I want pounded yam and efo riro for dinner, today.”

Feyi’s eyes narrowed, “Wha…yes sir. Does your lordship require anything else?” she bit back sarcastically.

“Yes, you will dress properly at breakfast,” he said his eyes sweeping over her nighties, “so you don’t drive me mad with lust,” he wanted to say but struggled inwardly with himself.

She made him think of a living, breathing sexual grenade with the pin dangling halfway out—half precocious woman, half infuriating child. Memories of the nights they’d spent before their separation came unbidden to him. She heated him up like no woman had ever done, but he did not want her in his bed!

She betrayed him!

On that final sense-cooling reminder, Tunji gave her a look he hoped conveyed disgust, “see you at eight,” he said and walked out.

*****

Feyi let out a shaky breath when the door slammed shut behind him. Dismissed, appalled, devastated—whipped by his cold commandeering attitude-she spun away and walked to her bed on legs that shook.

Dress properly at breakfast…

She looked at her nighties in the full-length mirror opposite her bed. Her nippl€s jutted out in the thin material and her panties were visible too. Was it her fault that she wasn’t properly dressed to meet him? She hadn’t even known he was the one on the frigging door. He had regarded her with…disgust as if she’d set out to tempt him.

Irritating and juvenile…

“I hate him,” Feyi whispered to herself.

It meant nothing that she’d seen a softer side to him two years ago, a side that had potential to grow into the sort of patience and compassion required in a parent. She’d seen not a hint of that today. Or yesterday. Or the week before yesterday when he’d learnt about Tomiwa. The new Tunji Afolabi was one-hundred percent diamond-ore; cold, hard and unmovable.






TBC

Dedicated to teebee22 and uniquexty


Four

SEYI’S eyes had a cold, hard glint in them, “Saliu, are you listening to me?” he glowered at his fellow convict and impatiently shook his head. “Dumb, dumb, fucking dumb,” he muttered.

Unaffected by the insults, Saliu’s vacant grin remained in place.

Seyi thrust his face closer, “Stop smiling like an idiot Saliu and tell me if your dumb brain has assimilated even a quarter of what I’ve said.”

Saliu frowned, “what is assi-si-mi…”

“Its assimilated dumbo,” he groaned. “Oh what the Bleep, don’t bother about it, okay Saliu?”

“Okay.”

“So did you hear a word of what I said?”

“Sure Seyi, I heard you. You said I should listen and pay attention.”

“Okay then.”

Seyi relaxed somewhat, but he wasn’t convinced that even a fraction of what he told Saliu would register. Saliu wasn’t exactly what anyone would call brainy and if he could guess, Saliu’s IQ would range in decimals.

He was physically strong and eager to please, but his deficiency in the brains department made him a risk to Seyi’s carefully laid out plans. Having a dull sidekick was with its many drawbacks but there were also its plus sides as well.

For starters, Saliu was a nonthinker who did whatever he was told, whenever he was told and however he was told and Seyi needed someone who would carry out orders without questioning the viability or suffering an attack of conscience. This was what made him an excellent accomplice. Even if Saliu was brainy, he was missing a conscience.

A conscience was “moral sense.” Now wasn’t that an interesting phrase? Seyi had picked it up from his mother whose conscience had been one of the things she could boast of in her poor existence. But for all she passed through in the hands of men like his father, look at what good it had done her.

Seyi didn’t care that Saliu didn’t have a conscience, it served him better. He would act on his impulses of the moment and follow orders blindly, period. This was precisely why Seyi chose him. Saliu wouldn’t get upset if things got ugly.

Speaking of ugly, Saliu was one ugly guy. His charcoal skin clearly showed his roots as a nomad in the North, who endured the scorching sun to lead his cattle from pasture to pasture. In contrast, his disarranged teeth was milky colored as were his pupils. He looked particularly unattractive with his fat lower lip hanging loose and always open, with a trickle of spittle running down the side of his mouth.

Many would wonder why he and Saliu hung out together as they looked as oil and water together. Seyi was tall, dark and handsome. He worked out with weights when the mood struck him and so had his abs toned with impressive biceps. His attractive features was reminiscent of a younger RMD. At least that’s what he had been told. Personally, he thought he was better looking than the actor.

Seyi was certainly smarter than Saliu. The quantity Saliu lacked in his IQ, Seyi made up a whole lot more. He was good at planning and brilliant ideas just seemed to come to him naturally.

He could have chosen a partner from any person in jail. Saliu spooked most people including hardened criminals. They steered clear of him. But Seyi’s leadership qualities drew people like a magnet. He could have chosen anybody else but Seyi knew that anybody more brainier than Saliu would cause him a lot of problems in the nearest future.

He didn’t need anybody with a conflicting opinion making the task he’d taken upon himself more difficult. Disharmony led to distractions and distractions led to disaster, namely not getting his revenge. All he needed was an extra pair of strong arms that would take care of tasks he found too dirty to handle and someone that was ready to take the fall for him. He had saved Saliu a number of times from inmates that tried to take advantage of his stupidity to ride him like a hover board. Like that homosexual who was serving a fourteen year old jail term that wanted to stick his dic.k in Saliu’s butt. Seyi had made sure his di.ck would never be stuck into another guy’s butthole.

Saliu owed him plenty and he felt justified for calling in his debts when he was released from prison. And wasn’t it fate, Saliu would get out of prison almost around the same time as him which was in three months, wouldn’t it give him time enough to perfect his repentant son act and plot out his revenge?

“Now remember what I told you Saliu,” Seyi said to him now, realizing that work time was almost up and they would have little privacy for the rest of the day. “We have to start learning to perfect our model prisoner act, no fighting or getting into trouble we’re just going to lay low and wait till we get out of here.”

Saliu grunted what could have been agreement and Seyi nodded, “Good.”

One of his finer qualities was patience. Three months was less than the three years he had spent in prison. When he got out, he would get back all that was his and they would pay.


Tbc

[quote author=skarlett post=50292320]Dedicated to teebee22 and uniquexty

Four Yea!!!!! i got a dedication.thanks skarlett

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Skarlett who is Seyi o, am I still on track?

Nice job skarlett, well done babe but who's seyi and saliu abeg?

Woowww.... Thanks for the dedication luv. You rock

dominique:
Skarlett who is Seyi o, am I still on track?

dominique good morning, can I have a moment of ur time please

This Bae just introduced new and interesting Xters. Isn't she awesome?

Cutehector:
dominique good morning, can I have a moment of ur time please

Pm please, Let's not derail the thread.

dominique:
Skar lett who is Seyi o, am I still on track?

You're still on track o, more will be said about him later

Aitee1:
Nice job skarl ett, well done babe but who's seyi and saliu abeg?

Thanks dear, surulere hon, patience is virtue