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The Marriage Ultimatum #13

♥ “The boss’ wife sure looks beautiful.” Kanayo said as he twirled his glass of wine. The words added insult to the wrath she’d been feeling since Dominic so carelessly treated her, but Camilla curbed her temper as she curled her lips in dismissive disdain. “If you like the straight-line no-curve type.” Kanayo let out a chuckle. “She doesn’t have your curves, true. But she was certainly no straight-line type. And she was definitely no push-over.” Camilla didn’t respond immediately. Her eyes only narrowed as she thought of that woman. She’d been myopic in dismissing her after seeing her that very first time. It had been a judgment she’d realised was hasty when they’d met yesterday at the bar and she’d shown herself to be no soft-touch. She hadn’t considered her threat enough to be considered a rival, but after the way she’d confidently held herself and even dared…

The Marriage Ultimatum #12

♥ Kaine stretched again on the bed and tried to force her mind to shut down so her eyes and the rest of her body could get the nap she’d come up for. But it was so pumped with life—well, thoughts—that it refused to relax and slither into rest-mode. It didn’t surprise her, the mild restlessness. It had been that way since that woman… well, to simply refer to her as ‘that woman’ seemed quite improper—not as a term but as a form of description, since she’d been anything but ‘that’. When she’d turned and seen her, her first thought had been that a supermodel had come visiting the Kojo-Edwards. She had been so beautiful with a milky brown complexion that gave her the look of one with mixed parentage—much like Dominic. Her hair had been rich, reddish-brown that had been arranged in a knot-style on top of her…

The Marriage Ultimatum #11

♥   Camilla flung open the ash-wood door and stormed inside. “He is married! He is goddamn married! Can you believe it?” “I might if I knew who he is?” Kanayo responded from behind his single-piece mahogany wood lane desk. “And who else will I be talking about but Dominic?” Camilla shrieked, her temper getting the better of her as she glared at the half amused, half insouciant man in khaki-brown French suit. “The boss is married?” The insouciant expression was quickly replaced by frowning astonishment. “But…how? To who?” “To some damn Nigerian called Kaine!” And because the office wasn’t large enough for the pacing that her fury demanded, Camilla yanked aside the upholstered stack chair and plunged into it, crossing her legs with careless expert fluidity. “Kaine? His… wife’s name is Kaine?” “That or something as equally stupid.” She wasn’t there to discuss the name of the woman who’d…

The Marriage Ultimatum #5

Read previous episodes of The Marriage Ultimatum ♥ Kaine felt like she was a helpless spectator watching a poorly written screenplay. They were at the Registry and waiting for their turn to take their vows. It seemed so surreal that she should be at a Registry waiting to exchange marriage vows with a man she’d met just two days ago. She’d spent the entire night asking herself—and God—if she really knew what she was doing. There had been no answer, none that was satisfying.  None that made her feel more at peace with what she was about to do. She’d begged God for a miracle that Dominic would call her and say he’d had a rethink and there was no need for them to marry. She’d prayed that, by some divinely prompted miracle, Anwuli would return and stop her from entering into this covenant that already felt like a…

The Marriage Ultimatum #1

I happily present to you a new one from TM David West. We know her. Show some love in the comment box 🙂 As the last of the distant relatives and not-quite-close-friends mourners drifted out of the house and through the gates, Kaine breathed more easily. She didn’t really feel relief—or comfort. She was too aggrieved, too sad and too empty to feel relief. She was just exhausted and wanted, needed to be alone again. It had been one horrible week. One week that had changed her life forever. One minute she’d been a simple, not overly ambitious young lady of just twenty—well, not even twenty as her birthday was next month. But she’d been content and full of dreams and had had a father. She’d had her father. And now, he was gone. Gone in an accident that had been sudden and fatal. An inebriated truck driver, who’d also…

It’s Another Saturday…#7

Because this is Another Saturday, I’m posting this. I don’t want it to come tomorrow. Please comment and share, and help me wish my baby Kayla a happy birthday. It’s her birthday tomorrow, the 5th. I want to save your messages for her. Have a blissful night and wonderful weekend ahead! The One He Kissed When Honey told me she could handle my friends, I had laughed in my head because I underestimated her. But now, sitting here and watching her, I can see that she is doing just what she said she would – effortlessly. Using that powerful mechanism called attraction. The men literally are cross-eyed as she engages them in conversation. Watching her touch on every topic of discussion without acting all-conversant, and at the same time, showing she is knowledgeable enough, leaves me in awe. It is a skill she has mastered fine, the way she makes…

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