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Dear High Mistress #15

Sorry for the break in transmission. Busy weekend, plus no light and down with a cold. Finally bought fuel and now we can continue. Merry Christmas, fam. I know it doesn’t feel like Christmas for many of us, but hey, we’re still here. So enjoy the holiday as best as you can. This is dedicated to Uche Okolo. Happy birthday. Update on Stranger In Lagos… Don’t blame me, blame Okadabooks. We all await the launch of their new website. “I’ve told you to stop coming here, and stop bringing food to me as well. I’m fine, Salma.” Salma bit her lip. It was hard not to break down at the sight of Maliq. Standing behind the enquiries counter at the police station where he was held, he was all bruised and messed up from the famous brutality of the police. He could barely look at her as both eyes were…

Dear High Mistress #13

10:26 p.m. Folarin was staring at the time on his wristwatch and thinking to himself that his hand needed some moisturizer. He was also having that feeling he normally got when he was in the mood to have another tattoo done. He rebuked the urge and at the same time tried to banish the memories of the past few hours. The evening had been a long one, filled with anger, tears, hurtful words, and shame. But Folarin had managed through it with a smile. He had just seen Cyrus to his car, having done his best to calm him over Cyrus Junior’s latest act of impregnating his girlfriend. “You guys shouldn’t have let him have that apartment and that car. I know that boy’s medicine. Too much independence is going to destroy him.” “Nobody is getting destroyed, Cyrus.” Folarin was almost giving up. Cyrus was most times unnecessarily difficult on…

Dear High Mistress #12

This is a bonus for the public holiday. Enjoy! “I don’t want to go with her.” Toni’s lips pressed together in a silent sigh. She had this overwhelming fatigue she couldn’t do away with. Duke woke up with a fever and Ruby with a mood. Both of them were to spend the weekend with Nkechi as directed by the court. Toni had won full custody while Nkechi was given visitation rights. She was allowed one weekend with the children in a month and also one of the holidays in the year. The judge’s final decision hadn’t gone well with her, but so far she was being mature about it. She wasn’t the only one upset over the new turn events. Ruby had fostered a temper since Toni broke the news to her. “Ruby, baby…” Toni sat on a kitchen stool beside her. She was engaged in her favorite pastime of…

Dear High Mistress #10

Comfort took everything in. The hurtful words. The blame. The anger. She let it all fall on her without throwing a retort. She knew she deserved it. She blamed herself, even more than he did. “You’re irresponsible!” Raji stated. “Do you even know what a child lock is there for?!” Comfort sank deeper into her self-condemnation. She should have fixed the child lock when it started misbehaving. The thing had developed a habit of switching on and off and locking her in the car whenever it chose to. But she had been too busy to fix it. And then later on, she had felt it wasn’t necessary to do so since Raheem was away at Salma’s for an extended period. She had planned to fix it the moment he got back. Nevertheless, she felt it was no excuse for her error. A good mother always foresaw danger and prepared for…

The Marriage Ultimatum #20

♥ Kaine felt a gratification she had not expected to feel. She had just given herself to the man she loved. She had confessed her love to him. The love that still and would always beat in her heart for him. She had experienced passion that she’d never experienced before in her life. She had felt the tender touch of a man like she would never again want to feel from another man. She had revelled in the joining of his body with hers; had cried out with that pleasure as their bodies became one with the spiralling throes of passion that had washed over them. She had loved and had been loved in return—even without the words of love. Yet despite all of that love and amazing experience, the man her heart beat for stood at the end of the bed staring at her with eyes blaring…

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…

The Marriage Ultimatum #19

♥ Dominic could not comprehend the quiet contentment that had been coursing through him the last couple of days. Once he’d realised that in his heart he believed Kaine incapable of cheating on him, a quiet peace had slid into him and with it a tender renewed passion to win her over and make her completely his. He’d always, from the moment they’d gotten to Lagos after their wedding, enjoyed her company but now he found himself yearning for the close of his working day when he would go back home to her and spend time with her. Even without sex yet in their relationship, he felt a closeness to her that surprised him. He’d never felt that kind of closeness to anyone, not to anyone outside of his family, and not even in the manner he felt it towards her. It surprised him. Sometimes worried him but he…

The Marriage Ultimatum #17

♥ Kaine woke up the next morning with a head that was pounding, a memory that was blurry and a conscience that was pricking. What was she thinking getting drunk in a party for Christ’s sake? She let out a low moan and pressed a hand to her throbbing head. She managed to lift her head and glanced around. Dominic was nowhere in sight. He probably had left the house. It was Sunday. Mia usually went for Mass and Dominic, if he liked. Still struggling with the language, she still hasn’t chosen a place of worship. And now she was a shameless drunkard wife, she feared God might have no use for her that morning. Kaine sighed and pushed back the covers. Darn it, she was still even in the dress she’d worn to the party! The thought both shamed and worried her. Last time—no, first time—she’d been tipsy,…

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…

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