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your writing speak of world of possibilities in a world of counter-intuitive people

you are not just writing boss, you are shining light to souls like me 10000000000000 times per seconds

with a heart of profound gratitude, i just have to say this "boss your words are well articulated" you are good and soo blessed with creative idea

This part got me laughing,

He ran out

i have been offline for few days but my mind is always running to this your story. Even when i was not in lagos , it still haunt me, that speak of how exceptional you are boss.

i have been offline for few days but my mind is always running to this your story. Even when i was not in lagos , it still haunt me, that speak of how exceptional you are boss

BOLAPE:
SEVEN
Evelyn Wright

Kelvin was cheating on her. He was not only cheating on her but doing so with her house maid. Her housemaid of all people? She had woken up in the middle of the night to pee and he wasn’t by her side. They had gone to bed at the same time and she had fallen asleep almost immediately. Where could he be? In panic, she had called his number but the phone rang right beside the pillow on his side of the wide bed. He had been behaving weird lately and she couldn’t understand this enigma he had become. Frantic with fear, she hurried out of their bedroom and went downstairs. Who could she talk to? She didn’t want to wake any of their parents up unnecessarily.

She headed for the boyz quarter where the maids and security guard stayed. As she raised her hand to knock on Belema’s door, the noises hit her and she paused, listening. It was actually moans from couples in the throes of ion. Had Belema brought a man into her house? That would be the height of insolence. She didn’t deserve such disrespect from the younger girl. Gripping the doorknob, she pushed the door open and stepped in. She froze in shock.

This wasn't happening again. Dear God! Kelvin’s hip was shooting in and out like a piston between Belema’s laps and the latter was screaming in pleasure. They didn’t even notice her presence. She closed the door quietly and went back to the main house like someone in a trance.
When was the last time he even touched her, talk less of making love? She couldn’t . Snippets of his clandestine activities outside their matrimonial home had reached her on many occasions but she had chosen to ignore them and hoped they weren’t true. Now, he had brought it to her doorstep and she was clueless about what to do about it.

Her heart hurt so much, her ego and pride was bruised and her shoulder drooped as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders. What was she going to do? If she sought for divorce, would she find another man who would look twice at her again, talkless of dating or marrying her? She was just a year from 40 , fat and ugly as they came and life seemed so bleak at the moment. Tears leaked from the corner of her closed eyelids and she flicked it off with a manicured finger.

“We are here, Eve.” She could feel Ayoola’s gaze on her and she lowered her head to hide her face. She wished the floor would open and swallow her. She hated being vulnerable in public. “Here, take this and freshen up. I will wait outside for you. ” He was holding out a bottle of water and a clean face towel to her.

“Thank you.” Her voice was croaky as she took the item from him. He opened the door and stepped out. Her gaze followed his figure. The dark brown denim combat shorts he wore encased strong, powerful, legs which ended in a pair of brown sneakers and the light brown shirt he wore over his inner vest, was flying in the wind. Fine hair covered his exposed body. He was as dark as Kelvin was fair in complexion but he was a finer man with a kind and responsible attitude. He didn’t look like a Cabman. He looked like the rich and successful youngman that he was and she envied any woman who belonged to him. There was a pang in her chest and the urge to bury her head in the pillow and just howled her eyes out, almost overwhelmed her. Maybe if she had waited a little bit, instead of rushing into marriage with Kelvin, she would have been luckier. She sighed, cleaned up her face and stepped out onto the sandy floor.

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I am beginning to get so engrossed in this blissful world of art boss, simple words with huge meanings like rush to marriage 😱😱. What a deep word 🤒🤒

I presume that a man without certainty will end up with uncertainty, goddammit 😁. Athena has resolute me into another world of greatness 💯💯☑️☑️

This storyline of yours has jog my memory to this word from age past of my boss, it said and I quote " a man without a specific destination has no direction from the early stage "

This is a mysteriously settled fact on how God works 😭😭

Wait ooo come to think of it, I thought adaora was on her side 🤭

Loopsided people, I still stand on my instance of one shouldn't conclude on anyone. It's really a sharp pain in the heart for amaka, but I believe she will outshine it💯💯💯

To be honest, I will so indulge in reading every single piece of you work. I don't mind if it becomes habitual to me

bigbauer:


The show down is about to go down.

Ann2012, damilgodwin metalgear11


divepen1 this story deserves visibility. It's FrontPage worthy.

Please ooo enough of nairaland blindness na, this story is a furnace of sharp intrigue narration, which deserve a front page acknowledgement☑️☑️☑️☑️

For me it's the cruelest thing a woman can do to her partner or a yet to engage partner. I thank God I learnt the lesson of empathy through karma.

Which ever ways liberation matter most ooo, but it do cost a thing as regards to the outcome of it. It might birth pain of happiness 😎😎😤😤

Mehn, what a blast 😁😁😁. I can actually relate, when it comes to POV of kola. Ladies especially are insatiable in nature, likewise men. But we men tends to work with emotion at the detriment of our domineering factor which said and I quote " think with your heart and mind not with emotion"

With this jungular and sumptuous piece of creativity, which you have emblem in my lifetime. All i can say is boss, I salama for you oo🥰🥰

I so much love every bit of your words, they converse as if it was published from the realm of the heirachy of greatness.

From now on my amazing pretty boss ehn, please bestow onto me the spirit of rubylizing 😂😂. Some people really deserve ruby- touch on their faces 😂😂😂

bigbauer:
Oopsie, my bad. Sawie, i'll do better next time. @zaralhua darling, please tag Damilgodwin on your next update.

What a relieve 😁😁

Hello boss, you have successfully placed me in a pigeonhole oo😭😭. Update please

bigbauer:


I'm not understanding. Nevertheless, welcome to a blockbuster, by the one and only Zaralhua.

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Oops, you didn't give me a cue of the update na, at least you should have mentioned my name na, despite I am in the list of people craving for it😁😁

Insofar she might get things straight sha, I don't really conclude on people 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

Mehn, I felt impractical about amaka. She actually doesn't know where the brakes is. Thumbs up boss💯💯

It's crystal clear to me that some people are moving angels, what a wonderful piece of art 💯💯💯

Keep the deer panting for more water 😁😁😁. I need more

Don't worry I got more chills from my heart to you, because you are an amazing person 💯