Themmycruz:

so many times I feel like getting into your head to finish up this story and end all suspense lol��, well done Millie God bless you �

Please next time don't quote all the story.
It sometimes give false hope of a new update

Milliemille...... Tinu has been suffering since day one not until she met Chris..... Please, be fair in your judgement with this story....

Let Veron and Tinu's path never cross again.....

Josipov:

Please next time don't quote all the story.
It sometimes give false hope of a new update

I don't know how to reply with quoting that's why, I'm sorry

AirmirthDY:
Milliemille...... Tinu has been suffering since day one not until she met Chris..... Please, be fair in your judgement with this story....

Let Veron and Tinu's path never cross again.....

Am with you on this. Tinu has suffered too much in this story.

Themmycruz:
I don't know how to reply with quoting that's why, I'm sorry

Haba my brother, there's no need to be sorry. We're all one here.

But you already know how to reply with quoting, only that try not to quote an update like you did.
You can quote comments made by others , just like I and others have been doing. And you do so by typing before " [" or type after "]"
But if you want to make comment of your own, without quoting anybody, just scroll down to the last comment on the page and click on REPLY.

mychiveous:


Am with you on this. Tinu has suffered too much in this story.

Thank you for supporting me oooooooo...

Millieademi...


what could possibly be going on in your mind?
Like i never thought of a 'veron' character, talk less of :this particular VERON: well, i anticipate what ever's on your mind with a drool.
weldone ma.

Khriztarl:
Millieademi...


what could possibly be going on in your mind?
Like i never thought of a 'veron' character, talk less of :this particular VERON: well, i anticipate what ever's on your mind with a drool.
weldone ma.

I keep liking Millie Day by day.
She's very smart and Wise.
She doesn't want to be partial by joining either of TIN-DEL or TRIS.
So she decided to stay in between by creating VERON.

Veron and his sister are sick. Please OP, he must not cross paths with Tinu again oo.

Those of you saying veron and tinu shouldn't cross paths again,I laugh in Spanish

As for tinu I hope it all ends soon, she's endured enough

Thanks for the update ma’am

Thanks for the update ma’am

Josipov:

Haba my brother, there's no need to be sorry. We're all one here.

But you already know how to reply with quoting, only that try not to quote an update like you did.
You can quote comments made by others , just like I and others have been doing. And you do so by typing before " [" or type after "]"
But if you want to make comment of your own, without quoting anybody, just scroll down to the last comment on the page and click on REPLY.

I'm a sister tho, thank you for the correction.

Themmycruz:

I'm a sister tho, thank you for the correction.

I thought so too but was not very sure of myself.
But You're well mannered
I hope that one day you'll cross path with the likes of Bill Gates, Dangote and Co ;

Incestuous and clingy- Veron is most people nightmare as regards relationship. He is self destructive. I just hope he does not get clingy with Tinu for the sake of her kids (seeing as the deeds been done). Thanks Millie for the update.

Finally here, oops
Thanks Millie
You the best

Hi Millie
Pls give us an update
Thanks

Episode 46 - Cornered.

Tinu sighed as Regina's breathing evened out. She turned from her side unto her back. The midnight blue star-studded ceiling looked back at her. Her mind flitted back to guy she met at the club.

Veron.

Her toes curled as she recalled the way he held her. The last time she felt so good was three years ago. She didn't expect herself to like it, but she did. The boy was young, but he knew what he was doing. Wet heat pooled as she recalled how he'd tossed one of her legs over his shoulder and…

Maybe she'd call him back. They could just be bedmates. He'd help her scratch her itch, and maybe if she eventually slept with him her nightmares would stop.

Regina whimpered and she turned to check on her daughter with her heart beating in fear and remorse. She had been mere seconds from pulling down Veron's pants when her phone started ringing with the Barney I Love You theme song- the ringtone she'd designated for home.

Veron tried to get her to ignore the call, but she couldn't. She'd never left her children alone with just the help before, and a million scenarios flashed before her eyes. She answered the call from Grace and found out Regina was having a fever. She righted her clothes and raced back home.

Regina sighed and settled peacefully. Tinu exhaled in relief, and she rubbed her daughter's head. The girl's fever was broken and her lids sat shut over her eyes with her lashes kissing her cheeks.

The doctor couldn't diagnose her of an illness, and Tinu was afraid.

Was Chris's ghost behind this? Were ghosts omniscient? Or did he follow her to the club? Was this just a coincidence or there was a preternatural hand in this?

Maybe she'd just stay away from Veron. For her family's sake.

******
Tinu stuffed the last piece of Digestive biscuit in her mouth and downed it with water. And that was her breakfast at nineteen hundred hours. She picked up the four, thick binders she was supposed to show her client and huddled them in one arm and reached for her handbag with her free hand. She stormed out of her office, hoping she could beat traffic.

She had gotten a late start to work as Regina refused to let her leave for work. She announced her departure to her assistant, who was watching the electricians fix the air conditioning unit in, and walked out of the office. The office space she'd rented was still being refurbished, and she worked majorly from home.

She walked towards the exit, thankful her office was on the ground floor. Her phone rang and she sighed. She stuck her hand in the external compartment and pulled out her phone. There was no caller ID, only a strange number.

Maybe it was another referred client.

"Hello," she said as she picked the call.

"Someone's been naughty," the voice said in a singsong manner, "you've been avoiding me."

She frowned and continued walking.

"I'm sorry but I think you are unto the wrong person." She said as she jogged down the steps leading out of the building.

"So you don't recognize my voice? So what if I say, 'F*uck, you look so beautiful when you come"?" The voice said, and Tinu dropped the binders in her hands.

"Ve-Ve-Veron?!" She whispered, as though even the wind could know what she did with him just by hearing her say his name.

"Yes, honey."

Tinu sighed and bent to pick up the binders with the phone lodged between her ear and shoulders.

"You promised to call back. You didn't and you didn't respond to any of my calls. You had me worried and then the next thing a man sees is your ass in that tight skirt. F*uck." He said and Tinu gasped.

He was here?

Her heart raced as she hurriedly picked up the binders. She had the four of them back in her arms and she walked to her car.

"Look, Veron, I had a nice time, but like you read the other night, I only want a one-night thing." She said and placed the binders on her booth. and searched her bag for her keys.

"Look, babe, I can't stop thinking about you, and I want us to finish what we started the other time." He said.

Tinu squeezed her eyes shut and she found her keys. She shook her head and tapped the unlock button. Her car's lights flashed and she opened the back door and carried the binders and deposited them in the backseat.

"Veron, I'm sorry." She said.

"Really?" She heard his voice from behind her. Tinu dropped her phone and cringed as she turned. His dark curls glittered and sunlight bounced off his leather jacket. The white tee he was wearing hugged his body and so did his jeans. They moulded his body and she could bet his cute butt would look nice in them.

"What are you doing here?" She asked clutching her hand bag as she bent to pick her phone.

She wasn't going to be afraid of this small boy. She wore her bravado. Las las, she'd pretend to be angry and flip it on him. Even though all she wanted was to have him take her in the nearest bathroom stall like they'd done at the club.

He chuckled.

"Sweetie, that can be arranged." He said and her jaw slackened.

She forgot he could read desires and motivations.

He took two steps to her and she walked backwards till her back hit her car.

"When my mum asked me to come here today, I didn't imagine I'd meet you here, Mrs. Coker-Oduah." He said and closed the gap between them.

She didn't know which to fear more. The fact his mother was around or that he knew her name.

"I knew there was something about you. There's a fire in you that refuses to extinguished. My mother told me about you. I'm sorry for the untimely and unfortunate passing of your husband. And my apologies on the wrongful conviction." He said and placed his hands around her waist.

She sighed softly and held her breath. The weight of his hands around her waist had her hoping for more. Then it hit her.

The only person she'd told her story and name in the complex was the lady who owned the boutique nextdoor.

"Your mum's Mrs. Gerald?" She asked.

He nodded.

Her neighbor's son?

She pushed at his hands. She didn't need that kind of drama. It was bad enough he was young. He had to be her neighbor's son on top of that.

Tinu, you are a trouble magnet.

"Veron, I can't do this." She said.

"My mother doesn't have to know. No one has to know. That's what you wanted, right? We just need to have a good time." He said.

Tinu had never been this tempted in her entire life. On one hand was her image and the fact that his mother was her neighbor. On the other, she wanted this guy. She wanted him to eat her out again like he did at the club.

He sighed.

"Baby girl, keep your thoughts in check." He growled with his eyes half-lidded.

Baby girl?

"Veron, I -"

Tinu, say no. Stand your ground and say no.

Tinu, here's an opportunity of a lifetime.

Her mind and heart sparred and she sighed.

"There are going to be rules if we are going to do this." She said and he smiled.

"We pick a place. A cheap hotel. Somewhere we can't bump into acquaintances. No I want to come over. My house is for my children. If I ever see you around them, we're done. If you ever ask about them or my husband, we're done. This is only going to be physical. Do not fall in love with me because I can never love another man-"

"How are you sure you won't be the one falling for me?" He said smiling.

She smiled.

"Because you are not Chris."

His smile waned and she resisted the giggle in her throat.

"Anyway, you don't call me. I call you. Most importantly, no showing up at my office." She said frowning.

"I can live by those, but I've got a few of my own." He said.

Tinu nodded.

"You'll keep an open mind to everything." He said.

She raised an eyebrow.

"I don't do BDSM."

He laughed.

"I didn't mean BDSM."

"Really, Veron, I don't do kinky stuff."

"Me neither. Just promise to keep an open mind."

Tinu shrugged.

"Alright."

He smiled. "What hotel do you have in mind?"

"You seem like you've done this before. Pick a place and text it to me. I'll call you to set up the time and day."

Thanks for the update ma'am. Btw BDSM means?

Tinu should not fall for the guy's sugar coated mouth oo. Thanks for the update Op

Thanks Millie
We need more

pls is Tinu meant to suffer all her life
So she is now really becoming the slut Seyi accused her of.... OP please let all these things be fantasies and not reality.
She has been suffering since this story started naa

Thanks for the update

Tinu don't oh!

Episode 47 - Twenty Days.

Dele sighed as he tapped the elevator button. His wedding to Seyifunmi would have been in twenty days. He once thought he'd be happy. The doors opened and he entered. He waited till the doors closed and leaned against the wall of the elevator.

The joy from the contract ElsaTech won that morning had fizzled out, and he was back to the dreary weight of his problems- his missing children and Seyifunmi. Tinu still didn't pick his calls, and Seyifunmi...

God! How could he still be in love with the woman who'd called the mother of his son a slut in his presence?

Most times, he'd have to walk out of the room, so just he wouldn't be tempted to pick her calls. His heart was dragged in two places whenever he listened to the voice notes she'd recorded crying. He couldn't believe she could do such a thing, and then keep it hidden.

When she'd confronted him on the plane, and he'd presumed she'd come to him first, why didn't she say anything? Or if she'd been scared, why didn't she say anything after he proposed, or at his mother's birthday when he'd complained Tinu was giving him attitude?

She really wanted his children out of his life. She knew just how much he suffered, just how many times they'd told him 'You're not my Daddy', just how many times they'd called him Uncle, just how many times they told him they didn't like him.

Seyifunmi knew the hurts he suffered. Seyifunmi knew everything. She knew how scarred he was hearing his mother being called a prostitute, and she did the exact same thing to his son.

And yet he was the Devil. Timi and Wahab had come to his office and dished him sermons about how to treat a woman. How was he supposed to know someone would be recording Seyifunmi run after his car? How was he supposed to know Seyifunmi would kneel in the middle of the parking lot? To save her from further humiliation, he "accepted" her apology, and still he was the bad person?

He didn't expect them to understand what he was going through. Ummi just got pregnant and Timi's only daughter, Fiyesimi, just said her first word- Dada.

The first word he heard from Tomini's mouth was her calling Chris Daddy. His circumstances was so different from theirs. Though he was the reason for his estranged relationship with his children, he didn't need Seyifunmi to exacerbate it just when they'd come to love him.

He sighed. It was better this way. Better Seyifunmi showed her true colors now than when they were married. Her insecurities and lack of trust him would ruin whatever marriage they would have had.

The elevator dinged and he pushed off the wall and walked out to the underground parking lot. He strolled to the choice spot reserved for him and his phone rang.

He slipped it out of his pocket and saw the caller ID.

Ben.

He picked the call.

"Benjamin, wetin de sup?" Dele said with a small smile on his face.

"I dey o. How body?"

"I dey. Effiong and Sara nko?"

"Dem dey. Dey just dey chop for my head o. If you see Sara now eh… I no even know wetin her mama dey give her chop." Ben said and Dele chuckled.

"When did you come onshore?" Dele said and unlocked his car.

"Last week."

"So you spent the last one week with madam and you're calling me now?"

Ben chuckled.

"Before. Man shall not live by money alone. Anyway, that's not even why I called. I went shopping with my wife last week. You'll never guess who I saw in the office next to the boutique." Ben said as Dele threw his laptop bag into the backseat.

"Ben, I don tire. Talk wetin you wan talk."

"Okay o. Na Tinu I see o."

Dele chuckled and said, "Ben, nice one. Who you see?"

"You think I'm joking? I'm serious. I saw Tinu."

"Which Tinu?"

"Same Tinu na. Your ex. I was shocked. The woman who owned the boutique said she just moved there about four weeks ago."

What!

"Be-what did you say?"

"I said I saw Tinu and that she just rented a space in a multiplex. She's back in Abuja."

"Oh my God!" He whispered and leaned against his car. "All this while, she's been right under my nose and-"

He sighed.

"Ben, are you sure?"

"Shey I will not now recognize Tinu? I said I saw her. You can come over and confirm."

"Thank you so much, Ben."

"No qualms."

"Say me well to Effiong and Sara."

"No problem. Take care, bro."

"You too."

*******
Seyifunmi clamped the throw pillow with her sweaty hands as Rosanna paced with her phone pressed against her ear. For three days, she'd been trying to get through to Roselle, but all her numbers were unavailable, and she didn't reply to any of her messages.

"Okay… You don't have her number….No problem-" Rosanna said.

Seyifunmi bent over the pillow as tears hit her eyes. Another dead end.

"Thanks, Mmesoma." Rosanna said and ended the call.

She sighed and turned to look at her.

"Shay."

Seyifunmi gasped as her tears fell faster. Rosanna walked to sit beside her. Her hand rubbed her back.

"All will be well." Rosanna said.

Seyifunmi shook her head.

"Dele said he'd only forgive me if I find them. Ro, our wedding would have been in twenty days. With each day that passes, I can actually lose Dele for good."

Seyifunmi sobbed harder as the gravity of her words hit her. As the gap between him and his children widened, so did the gap between them.

"What am I going to do?

Ro hugged her and rubbed her head.

"I'll keep calling people."

A knock on the door had Rosanna hissing.

"I swear if it is Femi, I'll kill him."

Seyifunmi gave a little smile as Rosanna stood and walked to the door. The keys clinked as Rosanna unlocked the door and her gasp had Seyifunmi turning.

"Good evening, Ma." Rosanna greeted.

Who was at the door?

"Rosanna, where is my daughter?"

Seyifunmi gasped as her heart raced. She stood and contemplated running into the room to hide, but her mother had already made her way into the living room.

Why did she come to Lagos this night?

"E ku'role, ma." Seyifunmi greeted and genuflected. (Good evening, ma.)

Her mother dropped her bag on the floor, and walked to hug her daughter.

peaonyx05:
pls is Tinu meant to suffer all her life
So she is now really becoming the slut Seyi accused her of.... OP please let all these things be fantasies and not reality.
She has been suffering since this story started naa

Everybody has that moment they lose their home training.

Somebody should tell me the meaning of BDSM na. Please.

Episode 48 - Fooling Around.

Heaven - Julia Michaels

Tinu's breath came in short, irregular pants as Veron pulled out of her. He pressed a kiss to the top of her spine and rolled over panting like a dog. That would be apt since he'd just taken her from behind. With her arms and knees weak, and she rolled on to her back.

Her loins quivered with aftershocks and her thighs trembled. She pulled her hair away from her face, trying to right her breathing.

"F*uck," she swore.

She turned to look at Veron, who grinned at her, as she pulled the covers over her sweaty body.

"You - you - are really something else." She panted.

He chuckled.

"You're amazing too."

The only thing missing was the familiar feeling of being stuffed. A satisfied buzz eased in her snatch and she clamped her thighs together.

"You're quite insatiable." Veron said, laughing.

"Forgive me, but the last time I had sex was four years ago and in my first trimester of my last pregnancy." She said and rolled out of bed.

She walked to the floor, and harvested her clothing and undergarments from off the floor.

"Are you leaving?"

She nodded.

"I need to back to work, so I can leave early to tuck my kids in." She said and placed them on the arm chair in the room.

"Tinu, come on."

She frowned and turned to face him.

"Veron, I thought I made it clear to you. My kids come first. I love the sex, but if you think you'll ever come before my children, you're soon find yourself out on your ear."

"Fine." He said, raising his hands. "Momzilla."

She hissed, and picked up her phone, and walked to the ensuite. She closed the door behind her and stared at her reflection in the mirror. A tingle ran from her head to her toes as her eyes raced over her swollen lips, her fingers came to her tender nipples and to the bite mark on her left breast.

She missed this.

A vile taste hit her tongue as she recalled the hickeys Chris used to leave on her neck when she was still working as a reminder to her boss that she was taken.

Forget him, Tinu, and enjoy the moment.

Her phone vibrated and she turned it over in her hand. A text from Felicia.

Na by force?

She hissed and turned the phone face down. Felicia had been pestering her to join the prison evangelism team ever since she returned to Abuja. She didn't need that. At least, her beyond generous donations were supposed to count for something.

She could barely keep up with being a mother, managing her business, and keeping her affair a secret. She didn't have the time to add evangelism.

A needle of guilt pricked her heart and she wrapped her hands around herself.

She had her needs as a woman. And she chose the lesser of two evils - pornography and masturbation, and an affair.

God had to understand.

She picked up the shower cap she left on the counter and covered her hair with it. She stepped into the shower and turned the shower on.

The heavy torrent hit her skin and she hissed at its coldness. The hotel didn't have a heater. She sighed. One of the discomforts of having an illicit affair.

She gasped as hands placed themselves around her waist. He placed a kiss on her neck and she sighed and leaned back to feel his hardness against her bum. She closed her eyes as one of his hands slid upwards.

"I thought we could conserve water." His husky voice slid into her ears.

Her response died as his other hands slithered downwards.

"What do you think?" He said and took her earlobe into his mouth.

"F*uck." She swore as the sensations from her ear, breast, and snatch overwhelmed her.

"Veron, what are you doing to me?"

He chuckled and continued pleasing her.

"Making you feel good."


*****
Tinu bounced into her office with a wide smile on her face. Her smile widened as she saw Ajiri standing by the front desk.

"AJ." Tinu chippered.

Ajiri turned and smiled.

"Tinu, what's up?"

She walked to her friend and hugged her. Ajiri pulled away and eyed her from head to toe.

"What is making you so happy?"

Tinu giggled and dragged her friend by her hand into her office. Tinu closed the door behind them and walked to her seat laughing.

"Okay, did you win a billion dollars?" Ajiri questioned slowly as she walked to one of the chairs in front of Tinu's desk.

"Can't a girl just be happy?" Tinu said as she toyed with one of the knickknacks on her desk.

"Does your happiness have any reason to do with why you smell like you just had your bath?" Ajiri asked with an eyebrow raised.

Tinu dropped the figurine in her hand.

"I had a full body massage."

"Really? Cause your assistant said you went to the mechanic's." Ajiri said.

Tinu sighed. If she could hide from anybody, it wasn't Ajiri. Not the girl she'd known from before she lost her milk teeth.

"Fine," she sighed, dramatically. "I'm having an affair."

"What?!" Ajiri shouted.

"Shut up!" Tinu whisper-yelled.

Ajiri eyed her.

"Are you for real?" Ajiri whispered.

Tinu smiled and nodded.

"Who are you and what have you done with Atinuke Coker?" Ajiri sighed and slouched in her seat.

Tinu giggled.

"I swear, I never ever pictured myself doing this."

"Tinu, are you serious?"

She nodded.

"It's just physical. No strings attached. He scratches my back when I need it."

"Are you paying him?" Ajiri asked frowning.

"Hell no," Tinu said, "I'm not that desperate. We met at a club, and he's f*ucking good."

"Tinu, you're swearing." Ajiri stated in shock.

Tinu shrugged.

"He's a bad influence."

Tinu smiled and nodded.

"He's young and totally a sex expert. He knows sex positions I never knew existed."

"How young?" Ajiri asked.

"Twenty-one." Tinu whispered.

"Twenty-one?!" Ajiri shouted.

"Keep it down."

God forbid his busybody mother be eavesdropping from her side of the wall.

"Tinu, that is not young. That is child abuse. The Tinu I know would never have done something like this." Ajiri whisper-yelled.

Tinu stiffened and gritted, "The Tinu you know died in prison. And whatever was left of her died at the psychiatric hospital. Ajiri, for the past two years, I've been having nightmares. Every single night. Every day, every week, for the past two years.

"My sanity is hanging on by a thread, but all I do is smile and pretend all's well because my children need me. Since I've been with Veron, I sleep like a baby. Ajiri, for the first time in two years, I snoozed my alarm this morning."

A few tears fell and she wiped them off with the back of her hand.

"Sure, the sex is great and all. But it's beyond my libido. Veron's given me my sleep back. I'm not afraid to go to bed anymore."

Ajiri's hard look softened.

"Tinu, I understand, but-"

She stopped and sighed.

"I really hope it doesn't come back to bite you in the ass."

Tinu shook her head.

"It won't. I laid down all the rules and set boundaries. We are just f*uck buddies. We don't call each other or text, except when we're meeting."

"So when he has an itch, he calls you?"

"Not quite. He offered to be my boy toy."

Ajiri raised her brow.

"Tinu, isn't that suspicious? Won't he try to blackmail you for money later?"

"He's a rich, spoilt brat with a thing for older women. He doesn't need money."

"Tinu, that's even worse. It reminds me of this J-Lo movie. Tinu, are you sure this won't come back to bite you in the ass?"

"AJ, relax. I have it all under control."

dorin27:
Somebody should tell me the meaning of BDSM na. Please.

Bondage, Discipline, Sadism and Masochism
Google to read more....

dorin27:
Somebody should tell me the meaning of BDSM na. Please.

Bondage, Discipline/Domination, Submission/Sadism, Masochism.

Hmmmm, I’m not liking this Veron package ooo

Tinu, you better listen to AJ
Thanks for the update ma’am

thanks for the update, I still believe this veron will put her in trouble las las