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Roses And Thorns #13

It was a new day and Tehilah was looking forward to the meeting with the representatives from the fashion company. She was about to sign a delicious endorsement deal. When she decided to publish her novel, she never imagined that she would become a celebrity through her books, but alas, she was crushing she had not even set for herself. Her life was almost like a fairytales, except for a few thorns among the roses. After donning a bespoke pant suit from Diva Couture, a celebrity clothe brand, and completing her outfit with a pair of Jimmy Choo, she got ready to sign that deal and take pictures while at it. The events of last night were all a distant memory, and even though she was serious about kicking Adara out of the company, it was not on the top of her priority list. Her main focus was getting a…

Dear High Mistress #20

This episode is dedicated to Bimbo. Keep shining babe 😘 Dapo couldn’t keep his legs still in Toni’s living room. He paced around, almost as if to a beat no one could hear. Now and then, Toni would lift her head from her laptop and peek out, especially when he slowed to give his phone his attention. “She’s not answering her calls, she’s not in the office, she’s not at church, she’s not with any of her other friends… Where is she?” “Relax, baby boy. Your girl is fine. She’ll come home. If not tonight, then tomorrow.” It was the second time Dapo was hearing those words, but he gave Toni the same expression he gave her the first time she uttered them. It was a downward tilt of his head at her as if she was some little child that had uttered a cuss word at an adult. Just…

Roses And Thorns #12

Wale had just come back from the office and slumped on the chair, when he saw a note on the center table in the living room. He took it and after reading it flung it away. His wife Onome told him she was going on a trip and when she was back, they had to see a marriage counselor. “It is too late to work on this marriage” he muttered to himself and then he switched on the television. The first picture that hit him was that of Tehilah.  She was on the news and they were saying she was pregnant, but before the thought could settle in his mind, there was a flash of Haliru telling the public that he was the father of Tehilah’s baby. “She was cheating on me? How dare she make a fool of me” he flung the television remote controller and began to pace…

Dear High Mistress #19

“Is it just me or that was pretty intense?” Salma, face buried in a pillow, laughed. “What’s funny?” She lifted her head and angled it in Raji’s direction. “You were trying hard not to cum.” “Considering the first session in the parlor didn’t last two minutes, I’d say I tried in this one nau.” “Give or take, five minutes. I’ll give you a poor three over ten.” “Three? All that banging and pounding for a measly three?” “Well, I didn’t cum.” Raji stared down at his penis. “You betrayed me, boy.” Salma laughed. “I and the little betrayer here need a short break and we’ll be back to the Raji you used to know.” “Don’t sweat it, player.” Salma lifted her body to a sitting position. “Shit happens.” “Shit doesn’t happen to me. You know that. I’ve just been off duty for a very long time.” “Story.” “I’m serious. There’s…

Dear High Mistress #18

When Andre opened his eyes, following a five-hour slumber, he found Toni awake. She was seated at the edge of the bed, applying lotion on her thighs. He cast his eyes on a window and saw that it was still dark outside. He raised his torso while letting out a yawn. Toni stopped and angled her neck in his direction. “Did I wake you up?” “No. What time is it?” “Almost five.” “Where are you going?” “Home. I’m taking the kids to school today.” Andre rested his back on the bed. The fragrance of the lotion which reminded him of something orangey or lemony had become part of his daily life over the past few days. Toni, who had suddenly developed irritation for her signature scent, had switched to something milder, buying a whole range of beauty products from Givenchy that worked well for her present condition. So far, she…

Roses And Thorns #10

The weekend had been the worst in Tehilah’s life. She had never gone through such, not even when she hit rock bottom. How could people sit comfortably in their houses and cast judgment on a person they barely knew? She was angry as she switched on her phone for the first time in days. Haliru had advised that she switched off her phones, but she just couldn’t resist the urge to know what strangers were saying about her. After switching on her phone, the first place she went to was twitter, it had become troll central in Nigeria and she knew if she wanted to find out what everyone was saying, it was on twitter. The first mention was bad. “She talked about powerful women who wanted to change her world, when all she wanted to ever be, was a baby mama. @TehilahWrites” “You don’t know my life, what gives…

Roses And Thorns #9

Haliru and Tehilah went out for a business lunch with some movie makers from the U.S, who wanted to adapt her second novel, at an upscale restaurant on Mbadiwe. After the movie people had gone, Tehilah wanted to say goodbye to Haliru, but the latter waved her back down.   “Is something wrong?” Tehilah watched his face, which was cloudy, like he was fighting a battle with himself.    “I am actually fighting a battle inside” he said, as if he had heard Tehilah’s thoughts. “I am wondering if I should say a word or forever hold my peace, now that you are pregnant” Tehilah was taken aback. It was obvious to her that Haliru had seen the news. Would it jeopardize her contract with the publishing company, she wondered. “You know?”   “I wasn’t sure, but it wasn’t something far -fetched, seeing as you are in a committed relationship” Haliru peered into…

Dear High Mistress #17

Toni had become aware of the oldness of her home on the day she and Andre found the perfect house. An estate agent had called Andre the evening before while both of them sat on the floor in his office, trying to figure out what to do with a problematic client whose company was throwing in a good sum into Covet. “Oga Andre, you go like this house. Na wetin madam say she want. Her complete specification.” “Which time you wan come my office tomorrow?” “Anytime, bros. Anytime.” Toni was always fascinated by the fact that Andre spoke Pidgin English better than she did. One couldn’t pick out his French inflection whenever he went all Nigerian. It often left Toni amazed at how much he could be anything he desired, just to get what he wanted. “I hope the house no too cost sha?” Andre asked the agent. “Very affordable.”…

Roses And Thorns #8

When Tehilah opened her eyes, they felt heavy. She had spent the night crying her eyes out. Even the presence of her friend Bimpe, could not console her of the grief she felt in her heart. She sighed loudly and got out of bed, at the same time she perceived the aroma of plantain porridge. It smelled like there was enough crayfish and dried fish in it, just as she loved it.      “When did Bimpe learn to cook oh?” Tehilah said with a faint smile. Her friend Bimpe could not cook to save her life. The only food she was good at cooking, was peppered noodles. With eagerness, she tied a robe on her negligee and left the bedroom, even as her stomach rumbled with hunger.         As she approached the kitchen, she heard voices and quickened her pace. When she entered the kitchen, she was shocked to find her mother,…

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