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Biyankavitch #13

Previously on Biyankavitch… The Bahagos were on a weekend getaway at Liana Resort. Things were going well until the baby of the house, Jethro, fell into a coughing fit that let him grasping for his life. Bianca’s verdict: He was poisoned. His girlfriend was the top suspect. Here’s what happened next… Facts about Jethro’s case. He didn’t die. But he was almost there. And he could get there any moment. His father had threatened hail and fire on the Bahagos if his son didn’t come out alive. Ola, his girlfriend, was not a killer – in principle. She readily confessed when the back of my hand assaulted her baby face. I didn’t tell anyone in the family that she was responsible for poisoning Jet, because I wouldn’t have been able to get information from her if I did. I knew who was responsible for the attack, and I was…

Biyankavitch #12

This is one looong episode to make up for being AWOL. Drop a comment and tell me what you think. Dinner, he said, but he also asked me to have breakfast with him. Asked to share his bed. It was a welcome distraction from the heaviness that clamped my chest. My mood was glum after the debriefing I had with Lanre and the boss at the home office. As I had anticipated, they took me off the Kashimu case. “In light of your weekly reports, we have found nothing that indicates progress is being made by you,” my wobbly-bellied boss said. Sitting beside Lanre who was fit, young and fresh, the man looked like he was there as a vivid illustration of how one specimen can be the opposite of the other. In the office, we called this fat specimen Director Pam. “We hereby, withdraw you from the case.”…

Biyankavitch #11

Lanre. He had spent the night here. Face buried in my neck and a leg tucked in-between mine, he slept the sleep of the exhausted and angry, after a long session of intense sex, following two hours of Krav Maga in which I was defeated asininely. He had pinned me beneath him at the end of the session and demanded to know why I launched a personal attack on Baka. “You put yourself at risk and jeopardized the mission!” he shouted. “I’m pulling you out of there!” “No!” We were in my backyard, on a short stretch of land that held artificial grass on which Duru spent most of his time. A nasty rainfall was beating down on Lanre and I. The training session had been difficult. My body ached all over. Lanre was not the type of man you flexed your muscles with. He was swift and brutal. “You…

Biyankavitch #10

Enjoy this short, salacious, bonus episode 🙂 Follow me on Instagram to catch up with a new series, DUGO “How was your first session with the doctor today?” Tanko pronged his plate of scrambled eggs with vegetable confetti, lifting his eyes at Victoria. He had returned home a short while ago, after a draining day at work. All he wanted was dinner and a good night’s rest. Not his mother butting into his personal life. “Good.” She sat adjacent to him, cupping a mug of steaming ginger tea. She had on that look that said she wanted more information about his doctor’s appointment. He wasn’t going to give her. “I’ll be moving to my house soon,” he announced. Victoria began to stir her tea, making a clanging noise with the spoon. “Don’t you like it here?” “I do. This would always be home, Mom. But I need to go back…

Biyankavitch #9

He hardly left his house. It was his fortress. Desire had once concluded that he stayed in because of his numerous enemies, but she came to understand that Captain had just a few friends. A small circle of close contacts. Outside them and family, he had no compulsion to socialize with anyone. Unlike most rich men his age, you couldn’t find him on some golf course or gentlemen’s club. He had all the entertainment at home. Sometimes he only needed the company of his grandchildren and their mothers’, and he was fine. He was a difficult man to please, anyway. Desire had been summoned by him at the crack of dawn. She wasn’t told why, but she knew the reason for the summoning. She made sure to beat the morning traffic and arrived at his home in good time. He was having breakfast on his front porch when she got…

Biyankavitch #8

Sorry for the delay. I hope you enjoy it. My first lesson in poisons came from Desire. She was only a few years older than the other kids and I that were held in captivity by Captain, yet she already knew so much. Her eyes, when she spoke about the different types of poisons that existed on earth, twinkled. You could tell that there was passion in her about the subject. You could also tell that I was her target for the month-long course. I was skilled with firearms already. It was easy for me to tell you what handgun you were loading by just listening to it. My nose was also trained to sniff out and differentiate between diverse gunpowder smells. But Captain wanted me to learn the use of poisons for murder. Where to get them, how to make them, how to use them. And Desire was my…

Biyankavitch #6

Days stretched into weeks and months and years. No leads to finding Bianca were given to Idris and Victoria, and all access Idris had to Captain was blocked. Idris had paid more than a few good private investigators to look for Bianca, but nothing good came out of the search. The couple of times Victoria visited Captain to demand Bianca’s whereabouts, Captain demanded for sexual favors in exchange for information. Victoria was now a woman who controlled Idris’ empire, a phoenix that had risen from the death of the simpleton she once used to be. Ambitious and ruthless, she had taken over the operations of the Bahago Farms after coming into a mutual agreement with Idris, to help expand the business across Africa. She had learned a thing or two from her past and had become steely in her deals. It was believed that she had made people disappear who…

Biyankavitch #5

“You must be losing your mind, Vicky.” The anger in Idris’ voice was something old and rancorous. It came from a place of disremembered memories. Victoria found his eyes burning into her when she looked into the mirror. He had a manner of expressing his anger in calm. It took a lot to get a fiery reaction from him. Inside he could be frothing with venom while he left a smile on his face. This character had made him a dangerous man to toy with in the past. He always struck his enemies with the same hands he used in feeding them. Victoria kept her stare in the mirror. It was neither cheeky nor welcoming. She denied him the pleasure of a reaction as she engaged herself in her nightly routine of warm coconut oil body massage. He had just returned home. It was almost midnight and she wasn’t sure…

Biyankavitch #4

Muna snuck into the Bahago house a little past 4 a.m., after her fifth can of beer began to taste like piss. She wasn’t a drunk, but sometimes she found solace in a can or two. Tonight, she had needed more, looking for that usual relief, but the beer left her empty and sore, and with recollections of what she had done to Archie. Also recollections of her actions after she left his place. She had driven to see her ex who had pinned her to the wall, spread her legs apart as he nailed her while choking her. The sex had given her temporary relief, especially at the point when she almost passed out while at the peak of her orgasm. Afterwards, the emptiness returned. Thoughts of losing Archie for good left her scared. She was more afraid of the shame she was going to face if he pushed…

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