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No Heart Feelings #7

Read previous episodes HERE  Jimi paced up and down the dark hallway of his house muttering to himself in anger. He had never been so incensed in his life before. The rage boiling in him was a new feeling, strange yet exciting. He knew it was not good for him but he couldn’t stop. The more he thought about Marie and all she had done and the fact that she had the guts to show up at his home, the more he burned. He needed an outlet and she alone could give it to him. He stopped his pacing and hurried down the stairs, hoping she hadn’t gone. Fortunately he saw her almost out the door, wrapped in a blue pashmina veil and holding a bag. “Come back here!” He shouted above the sound of the rain which had just resumed seconds before. Marie stopped moving and stood still before…

Biyankavitch #17

I had just told Archie I was getting married to Kashimu. As they say, the news went down smoothly like a cluster of nails. He didn’t understand it. Couldn’t comprehend it. “The guy that’s rumored to be an arms dealer?” he asked after a long time of silence. “Just rumors, Archie. He’s not anything they’ve said about him. He’s an importer, exporter.” “Really?! Perfect excuse to smuggle arms into the country and cause the deaths of many!” But I wasn’t lying. Kashimu no longer had anything to do with weapons. Captain owned it all now, under an alias that couldn’t be traced back to him. “Where did you even meet this guy from sef?” A waft of cold air blew over me. There were tiny rain droplets in it. We were at the rooftop of Léon Hotels. One of my favorite spots to chill. Drinks, barbecued chicken and one angry…

Biyankavitch #15

I had an appealing proposition for Kashimu. I wanted him to trade off his arms business to Captain. I was to be the go-between. It was hard to say no to my offer when he was appreciating the suppleness of my body. There was no sex, just good old making out, and he was losing his mind. The shipping company he formerly used for the import of his weapons had now gone clean. He no longer smuggled arms. The business disappeared into the blue like it never existed. Well, on the outside, it had never really existed. For those of us who knew, we considered it the work of a mastermind to make it vanish that way. That was how genius Kashimu was. He had told me he would do this, and he did it. No weapons, no trace. Nothing. And yet, the business was up for bid in the…

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…

Stranger In Lagos #6

HALIM I am running away. It’s the cowardly thing to do but I can’t stand one more second in this city. Sitting in the backseat of my favorite cab, I give my house one last look before we zoom out of the quiet neighborhood that has been home to me for years. There is a note for Aunty Ada on my bed, and right beside it is another for Eben. I have also left my engagement ring behind. Last night, Eben visited, despite me making it clear that I didn’t want to see him. He came to plead with me to try another hospital; this time, in Lagos. Aunty Ada agreed with him. They believed there was a mistake somewhere. I gave them no answer. I think it’s insensitive of them to try to put me through hell the third time. I’m falling apart as it is. I can’t even…

Dear High Mistress #11

I apologize for this coming today. Network issues ? Read the previous episode of Dear High Mistress   On the night that Folarin’s mother passed away, he was with her. None of the family members were present. He had asked them all to go home. Nobody sensed what was about to happen. The old woman seemed in good spirits. The doctors said she was leaving the next day. The brain hemorrhage that had caused her to pass out in her bathroom and landed her in the hosa month ago was now managed and she was good to go. Everyone expected her back home and in good health. They had all missed her; everyone except Folarin who stood staring at her while she slept. And as if she sensed it, she opened her eyes and asked why he was standing by the window. Normally he would sit beside her and watch…

Dear High Mistress #9

And the drama continues… But before then, I want to give a special thank you to a special someone who sent me a special something to help fix my laptop. Thank you, E. You’re far too kind. And to everyone who checked in on me and sent kind words, God bless you. This episode is dedicated to Rikitava Bimbo. May your star keep shining brightly, sweetheart. Fam, enjoy this really long, two-in-one episode. . . . . “Christie, you can’t leave na. You came to spend Easter with me. Not with them. With me, Mosun. You can’t be packing your things and leaving because of what happened na. Please, stay.” Christie’s ears were blocked to Mosun’s pleas. Both women were in Mosun’s bedroom where Christie had been accommodated for the Easter weekend. Christie had already put together the few items she had come with. She was presently searching for a…

Dear High Mistress #7

Episodes 1 – 6 of Dear High Mistress It felt weird when he woke to find a beautiful face that was not Christie’s. For a second he forgot where he was, but when soft, wet lips touched his cheek, he was reminded of everything. The consumed bottles of champagne, blithe banter, intemperate laughter, brazen covetousness, hungry kisses, fiery touches, loud moans, primal movements on soft, cottony sheets in a room glowing dimly with scented candles…it all came to him in a rush. The guilt was there too, hanging over him like a heavy cloud. But that seemed like it was all it could do. It had been there from the moment Comfort left her position and took his lips and he did nothing to stop her. “You can stay in all day.” The wet lips left his cheek and caressed his ear as warm fingers traveled down his tummy. “I…

Dear High Mistress #6

It was ten in the morning and she was not halfway across the world, chilling under some palm tree and sipping on a margarita. She was in the elevator that led to her office. Ruby and Duke had been dropped off at school in record time, she had just come from a meeting with Imade Harrison, and she was congratulating herself for making it through the past eleven days without blowing somebody’s brains off. Was she exhausted? Yes. Stressed? More than she would admit. Frustrated at Andre over the way he had ignored her since the day she lied to him? Of course! She had apologized and he had responded in that cocky smile of his, telling her that he wasn’t mad that she had lied to him. Pretty little liar, he had called her, and she unleashed hell on him. She raved and ranted and after she was done…

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