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  • My Sweet Heart (Episode 1)

    My Sweet Heart (Episode 1)

    My Sweet Heart Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “My Sweet Heart Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of My Sweetheart Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    👫💞 My Sweet Heart Episode One:

    🧡 VALERIE’S POV 🧡

    “Valerie, where are you rushing to like this?” Eva, my best friend asked as she stared at me hurriedly packing up my bag.
    Work was over and I dearly need to see my boyfriend Iyke. I miss him.
    “Im going to see Iyke, babe.” I said.

    “What!” She shouted.
    “Hey! that was loud girl.” I said.
    “What in the world would make you wanna go see that cheater again? Valerie what’s wrong with you babe?” Eva yelled, her hands on her hips.
    I smiled faintly at her.
    “I love him Eva. You don’t just get it.” I said.

    She stared astonshingly at me as I took off the stethoscope round my neck, pulled my lab coat and placed them neatly inside my bag.
    Actually, Im a medical doctor by profession, and so is Eva.
    We work in my father’s hospital.
    I adjusted my royal-blue tight gown that stopped just above my knees. Then fixed well my brown wavy curly weavon which curled down my shoulders.

    I did all this hurriedly while Eva still fixed amazed or rather angry stare at me.
    I ignored her stares and sat down on my swivel chair and after few move on the mouse pad, I turned off the computer and got out my light make-up kit from my other little purse bag to do just a little make up.
    Eva being fed up staring at me, shook her head slowly and then walked up to me with her hands still on her hips.

    She stood, beside me with her butt resting on the table edge.
    “Vale, you can’t be serious. This guy isn’t worth your love and care at all. He isn’t even your class! Just imagine, you clothe him, feed him and you give your whole heart and yourself willingly to him But he ends up cheating on you with some brats! and you just keep forgiving him all the time. All the time Valerie.” Eva said, by then, I was done with the light making-up.
    I closed up the make-up kit and threw it inside the bag, then looked up at her.

    She had concerned expression written all over her pretty face.
    Concerned about me!
    I smiled sweetly at her but she rolled her eyes.
    “I love him Eva and that’s it. No man in this world is perfect babe.” I said.

    “Not so. Iyke’s imperfection is way more horrible than that. He’s a total pervert.” She said.
    I smiled faintly.
    Yeah she’s right but I can’t help it. Im so crazily inlove with him.
    “So you’re seriously going to this guy’s house after all that shit again?” She asked.
    “Yeahh. I have to. I miss him already.” I said and stood up, then took my bag and adjusted my white heels well.

    Eva kept staring at me with agape lips.
    “Will see you tomorrow okay?” I said as I brushed pass her with a smile and walked out of my office..

    Reaching my car, I opened and got in, dropped my car.
    And turning the engine on, I saw Eva come out standing at the hallway entrance with her hands in her coat pockets as she watched me leave.
    I drove off.
    Eva James had been my childhood friend. We met at the first year in secondary school and finding out we were heading same place which is ‘Medical doctor’ we became best friends.
    Her family then, were of the middle class but now with the help of my parents, they are now what I can describe as ‘quite wealthy’.
    And Iyke?.

    It was a year and two months ago, He was brought to my father’s hospital as a patient who got into a minor accident.
    I treated him and when he got better, he proved himself to be a really funny and sweet person.
    He made me laugh so much that day and the next. And I couldn’t help not making him a friend.
    We became friends and I fell inlove with him.

    Maybe because of his funny talks and the way he seemed so romantic and how handsome he was…
    I just fell inlove with everything about him and when I told him about my feelings..
    It was in my car… And he just let out a killer smile and the next thing he did, was giving me a kiss on my forehead and telling me that he had hid same feeling for me for weeks now.
    That alone made me fall more for him.

    I was happy when he told me he has no girlfriend, so we started dating.
    He isn’t rich but I didn’t mind.
    Our relationship was great, fun filled, romantic and beautiful, until I caught him cheating on me with a girl in his house, or rather, the Apartment I bought for him.
    It was five months ago and he begged me so much, blaming it all on the devil.

    I couldn’t help not forgiving him and so I did.
    But it didn’t end there, I frequently began catching him with different girls each time, cheating on me.
    I always get so furious cos I know I give him whatever that he wants.
    Our sex life is fulfulling and perfect.
    I get so mad that I feel like ending his life,
    But when he comes begging with those tears, I can’t help but forgive him.
    I really love Iyke.

    I pulled to his Apartment and walked over to the porch.
    Reaching the door, I found out it’s actually locked.
    Iyke isn’t back from work yet?
    I sighed as I recalled that I didn’t even call him to let him know I was coming.

    But he should be back from work by now.
    I sighed with annoyance and turned, my back facing the door now.
    I was about dialing his line car when I sighted his drive into the compound and stopped just far away..
    Why? Anyway, I smiled and walked towards the car but then I saw a braided hair inside.
    A female inside his car.
    Again!? My heartbeat stopped.
    He came down and rushed towards me before I could even get to the car.
    “Hey babe, you should have let me know you were coming.” He said, displaying those stupid smiles and dimples of his as he spread his hands for a hug.

    I backed away from his reach as I fixed my glare on that braided hair in his car.
    “Who’s_” He didn’t let me finish.
    “Baby she’s my colleague at work. I forgot some files inside the house and she needs to work on them tonight. So she had to come with me to get it.” He said. I know he was lying.

    “Then let her come down to take the files.” I said. I needed to see her dressing code.
    He shook his head.
    “That isn’t neccessary baby. I’ll just go take the file and drive her down to the road. C’mon baby.” He said as he took my hand.
    But I flung it away.

    “Go get the file..” I said.
    He shrugged… I could sense how nervous he was.
    “Fine babe,” He said and walked to the door.
    And looked back before going in.
    I turned towards his car. I got to the door.
    The window glass was all up but I can see the girl quite good now.
    She stared at me with frightening eyes while I shot questionable stares at her.
    “Get down.” I said and she had to wind down the window glass to hear me.

    “Get down!” I repeated and she blinked.
    “Who are you to him?” I asked as she opened the door to come down.
    She rubbed her palms together, staring at me.
    Everything about her was artificial.
    Eye balls..
    Eye lashes
    Eye brows.
    Lips colour.
    Skin complexion.
    “I know you ain’t his colleague at work. So who the hell are you to my boyfriend?” I was yelling now.
    “No. Im his colle-”
    “Hey babe.” Iyke’s voice cut her short.
    I ignored him.
    “Go on. Answer me.” I barked at her.
    “Babe, I told you she’s a new colleague at work.” Iyke said as he stood beside me and the girl nodded nervously.

    “I don’t believe that. ” I said, then looked at his hands, finding no file on them.
    “And where’s the work file?” I asked.
    He smiled awkwardly.
    “Actually, I forgot that I took them to work. My bad! I didn’t search well in my desk lockers.” He said. Oh no, (He lied)
    I shot him a glare and then at the girl, before going for my car.
    Maybe I shouldn’t have been here. Eva was so right after all!
    “Hey baby, Please don’t leave. Im not lying here. She’s-” I shut the door right on his face before he could even finish.
    And angrily drove out.. Almost knocking him down but he was quick in running away.

    It seem like I turned the aggression on the steering wheel. My heart was burning as I continued hitting my fist angrily on the steering wheel.
    “Iyke would never stop cheating on me! Why! Eva was so right!!” I cried aloud as I drove straight to my house.

    Actually, I still live in my parents house..
    Though Im packing to my own house in few days. My mom hated the idea cos she always want me around but I guess I need to just live on my own, alone with no mom to throw those motherly questions on me each time.
    My mom is the only one home now because my dad is currently in Australia for a medical work.
    I have a younger brother, Michael, who Im three years older than.
    He’s currently in London, studying Law in Oxford university..

    I got to the gate and horned.
    Sheddy our gate keeper opened in two minutes.
    “Welcome Aunty!” Sheddy said aloud with a wide smile.
    I shot him angry glare and he understood and corrected himself.
    “Welcome Valerie.”
    I hate him calling me that… ‘Aunty’ I just find it sour and old fashioned.
    I drove into the garage and turned off the car.

    Stepping down, I saw our maid, Benita, running towards with her long over-size gown.
    I hissed.
    I’ll deal with this girl. She won’t listen to me when I tell her to wear something more good and fitting.
    She’s been here for just a month after Grace, our formal Maid had to leave cos she luckily met a long time Aunty from her mother’s side who stays in US. And her Aunty took her along.
    I miss Grace.

    Just like Eva. She was like my best friend too.(For three years and six months which she stayed with us)
    She was always telling me to be patient with Iyke.
    Iyke!
    “Haa small Madam, welcome oh.” That was Benita as she rushed for my handbag but I stopped her as I shot her angry glare.
    “Benita, how many times will I warn you not to call me ‘small madam. You don’t listen? And why are you wearing this big-size gown. What about the clothes I bought you few days ago and the ones I’ve been buying. What happened to them?”
    She scratched her unplait hair.
    “Im sorry small.. Sorry ‘Sister’ I be dey wash bathrooms, so I no wan wear those ones wey look like Christmas clothes so dem no go dirty. I go wear am after I don finish the washing.” She said, grinning.

    I stared at her for awhile.
    “Hope you went to school?” I asked her.
    “Ahh sma- Sister. That school ehn.. Na so so big big pikins dey am. The kind grammer wey dem dey speak sef. They say no vernacular. And dey too dey look for trouble..”
    “I hope you didn’t fight with anyone?” I asked.
    She shook her head, “No.”
    “Better. All you have to do is focus on what your teacher is teaching, write down what so ever is written on the board and read your books. You hear?” I said.
    She nodded.
    “Sister na my Mama cause am. If say she dey beat me those times wey I dey fear to go school. If say she dey force me make I go, I for know where I dey now but no, Mama go pet pet me. Dey say school no be every person wey go go am.” Benita said as she carried my hand bag and we walked inside.
    I smiled.

    Actually, according to all my mom said the day she brought in Benita. She said Benita had been in the village since she was born, Her mother died after her birth and the father was nowhere to be seen.
    Her grandmother (Her mom’s mother) Was the one who took care of her..
    It was hard for the woman to even allow Benita to come to the city with my mom. But after my mom gave her every assurance and promise that Benita would be well taken care of like her own daughter, the woman finally let Benita go.
    And for the few weeks Benita had stayed. She has never been maltreated by anyone.
    My mom don’t even have that time. She’s always busy at her magnificent boutique everyday and im always at the hospital.

    “Sister. I prepare Jollof rice and plantain and fried fish. Make I bring for you.” Benita said as she handed me my bag at the staircase.
    “No Benita. Im not hungry. Thank you.” I said and walked upstairs.

    After having my shower and pulling into a black leggings and a long ‘Top like gown’ which stopped just a little before my ankle and had long cut from my waist sides down.
    I layed down on my large bed and pulled the duvet over my body.
    I was about closing my eyes, maybe to just catch some sleep, when I heard Benita’s voice at the door.
    “Small madam, uncle dey here. He say make I call you.”

    Uncle? who?
    My brain did some rethink before I finally understood who she’s actually talking about.
    Iyke.

    TO Be Continued

  • Billionaire Crush (Chapter 1)

    Billionaire Crush (Chapter 1)

    Billionaire Crush Chapter 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “Billionaire Crush Chapter 1 Or Episode One Of Billionaire Crush by Authoress Ti Fe Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧏 Billionaire Crush Chapter One: 💞
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    (Attracted To Him No Matter What)

    🧡 NIKKY 🧡

    “Danny Farrow as we all know, has built another company South Korea, accompanied with an hospital and an house worth 20 billion dollars.” The newscaster stated in the television making me sigh.

    “I am tired of hearing his name all over the place without even getting the chance to have a casual conversation with him.” I lamented as I sat in the restaurant starting at the television.

    “I don’t think a time like that will come.” Bonna my best friend said smiling.

    “Why did you say so?’ I asked feeling disappointed.

    “You and I know he hardly talks to casual people, and the last time he came here, his workers ordered his food.” She said and I rolled my eyes.

    “Yeah, I remember. I was so excited, thinking I will have a chance to talk to him but i was absolutely wrong.” I said pouting my mouth.

    “Nikky forget all about Danny, he is not your type at all.” She said laughing.

    “You are correct, but I keep having the feeling that we are connected to each other.” I added and she bursted into laughter.

    “Nikky wake up, stop day dreaming okay, don’t let it be a surprise to you when you hear he is married with 3 kids.” She said standing up.

    “He isn’t married, and it doesn’t look like he would soon. The media isn’t even talking about his relationship status. No woman has been seen with him, and that keeps me wondering.” I said walking to the kitchen.

    “Don’t you think he is gay? Why will he be so handsome and rich and won’t even have a woman the media would have seen with him or have known him with?” She asked making me shake my head.

    “He can’t be gay, come on Bonna. It is possible he does his things in silence. Not wanting the media to know, that’s all.” I said finding it so hard fo think he is probably gay.

    “You girls have started with your petty chats hun?” Madam Faridah cut in making us jump in fright.

    I quickly took the napkin close to me and began to clean the cabinets and cupboard while Bonna took the mopping stick and began to mop the tiles.

    “I saw both of you, so stop pretending.” She said making us stop.

    “We are sorry ma’am.” We chorused bowing slightly.

    “If you don’t want to lose your job, I will advice you to take it seriously.” She said before storming out of the kitchen.

    “Geez, was she listening?” I asked fearfully.

    “I don’t think so. I think it is best to stop talking about Danny Farrow before we lose our job.” She said throwing her hands up in the air.

    “Yeah.” I said sadly peeping out of the kitchen window to steal another glance of his handsome face on the TV screen.

    ….AT EVENING….

    I got home feeling extra exhausted. I opened the door of my old looking apartment walking in.

    Well that is what I can afford for now.

    I removed my winter sweater and threw it on the couch tiredly.

    Let me say little about myself……

    I am Nikky Array. I am 25 and I am poor. Yes, i am f**king poor. I know I shouldn’t put it that way, but if I keep covering it, I won’t find any helper.

    My Parent died when I was very young, you know, let’s forget about that. I hate remembering it.

    About love, I haven’t found anyone that loves me, or let me put it this way. I haven’t given anyone the chance to love me.

    I have always had my mind on my only one person, Danny Farrow. I know it sounds stupid but I keep saying this, i feel we have this connection.

    I walked into my room looking at the posters on the wall, and all the posters and pictures weds of course Danny Farrow’s.

    I stood In front of one of his pictures smiling widely.

    “One day you will notice me, and we can be friends right?” I asked running my hands on his beautiful face.

    You are too handsome and generous to be loved from afar. I know you have many women around you, more perfect than I am, but we will meet one day.

    If not for anything, but for friendship. Good friendship.

    TO Be Continued

  • My Virgin Story (Episode 1)

    My Virgin Story (Episode 1)

    My Virgin Story Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “My Virgin Story Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of My Virgin Story Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧑‍💼 My Virgin Story Episode One:

    Until late 2009, I was still a virgin. I used to think it was cool to be a virgin (talk about my religious upbringing) until I realized everybody around me was growing up and losing their innocence, leaving me behind.
    My story started several years ago, when I was still 10 years old. At that tender age, everything I knew about s-x was from tiny bits of information from much older boys, and preaching from elders and religious leaders that s-x is evil and we should keep away from it.

    Trust children, they only succeeded in making us very curious. We were living in a storey building of four flats then in the suburbs of one of Nigeria’s fastest cities. Each family lived in a flat. My family occupied the flat upstairs on the left, adjacent to the landlady’s flat. The family living directly below us downstairs had a girl called Tola, who was almost my age.

    We have something in common; while I was the last born of my parents, she was also the last born of her parents. There were many children and young people in the house then as all the four families in the compound had kids. We usually played together in the compound. She was a pretty girl. Now I could remember that she was fair in complexion. She had dimpled cheeks and long hair which her parents made into ponytails. She was my best-friend.

    Sometimes, Tola and I would lock ourselves in a room and play doctor and patient. I would be the doctor and she would be the patient. She would off her clothes and lay on the bed, then I would examine her. I could see the two tiny pink buds that would later blossom into unmentionables. Then I would see that narrow canal in between her legs with that little protrusion which would later be that w€t, come-dripping, juicy pleasure filled well, called p—sy(the protrusion is the cl–t). Then we would change position. She would become doctor and I would become patient.

    I would remove my clothes and lie on the bed. Then she would examine my body, including that tiny, pointed stick that would later become the ultimate instrument of pleasure, the d—-k. Actually that was my first close examination of a p—sy. It was a child’s p—sy and it was tiny. In our innocence, we would play on without understanding the functions of those organs we were playing with. Well, somebody soon taught me what the p—-sy was.

    One of the older girls in our compound was Tosin. We used to call her aunty Tosin because at that time, she would be about 19 years old. She was the landlady’s niece and she lived with her family. She was dark, of average height with a voluptuous body. She had chubby cheeks and nice teeth. Oh, I forgot to mention those two big unmentionables. They were d–n big. She had an average a—s but the unmentionables were huge. The usually knock against each other when we were playing. I didn’t know how to place those s£nsat!ons I felt whenever I saw her smiling at me and those unmentionable pointing like twin oranges. I just knew my instrument used to stand at attention whenever I saw her. Now I know it was arousal.

    Then it happened one day. I came back from school and met the door of our apartment locked. My parents had locked the door and gone out. So I went to the landlady’s house to play as usual—Innocent me couldn’t really place the s£nsat!ons I was feeling whenever I sighted those heavy unmentionables bouncing and her—shaking. Now I know it was arousal. Well, I just knew I would just feel my blood rising and my J man standing er£ct whenever she smiled at me. She liked me a lot. I never knew she had plans for me until one day when I came back from school and met nobody in our house. My parents had gone out and locked the door to our apartment. I had to go and chill at the landlady’s apartment adjacent to our own as usual. Well, aunty Tosin was the only person at home that day. She had just finished writing her WAEC and was just chilling at home.

    I quickly settled down and started watching TV, knowing I was in safe hands. She was having a bath, I could hear the sound of splashing water from the bathroom as I watched tv. After some time I heard my name.
    “Ayo!”.

    It was her calling me. But now I was hearing her voice from the bedroom. Apparently, she was through with bathing. I walked into the bedroom and saw her. I was shocked by what I saw. Initially, I just stared at her. I’d never seen an adult like that before. I was confused. She was n@ked, except for her p@nties. She stood, facing me, her twin oranges with their dark, rosy tips pointing at me. I felt an aching in my g—n . she smiled softly, and motioned me with a finger. Then she commanded in a soft voice.
    ‘come here’.

    TO Be Continued

  • My Daughter My Wife (Episode 1)

    My Daughter My Wife (Episode 1)

    My Daughter My Wife Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “My Daughter My Wife Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of My Daughter My Wife by Paul Eve Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧔 My Daughter My Wife Episode One: 👫

    I met my wife so many years ago. The spark had been undeniable, and a few months later, we were traditionally married.

    While we dated, I hardly visited her because I am a very busy person, so I didn’t really get to know her siblings. I loved her from the time I met her, and really didn’t care to hear a thing about her past as she always wanted me hear.

    For one, I didn’t want any information that is capable of making me troubled after our marriage, for I knew I must of a necessity marry Jane, I loved her too much not to.

    After our traditional marriage, Jane was escorted to my house with her luggages and a beautiful little girl of about 12 years of age.

    I was later to learn that the little girl, Madonna is my daughter. At first, I thought it was a joke, but the more the days passed, the more reality of my relationship with Madonna started unfolding.

    My wife told me she had actually tried to let me know, but I didn’t allow her give me a full insight into what we were about to go into.

    Jane told me she had given birth to Madonna while she was in her second year in secondary school. From what she told me, her neighbour, who was only in his third year then, had deflowered her, and continued to make love to her, until she took in for Jane.

    “Okay Jane, so you wanted to tell me about this daughter of yours, but I didn’t pay attention. But how in God’s name does that make the child mine” I had asked Jane.

    “You married me traditionally Andy, so automatically, the child has become yours” Jane told me.

    “The child has become mine bawo (how)? How does the child whose father and roots I don’t know become mine because I married her mother?” I asked Jane, totally exasperated.

    I was later to learn that by their culture, as long as I married her traditionally, any offspring that comes from her, whether before or after our marriage, irrespective of whose spêrm had made her pregnant, are all mine.

    Now, all these wouldn’t have been a problem if Jane hadn’t began to complain of my long time absence from our home, and because I work into the night most days, and travel out of town for important business meetings sometimes, Jane my lovely wife started seeking attention in the hands of another man without my knowledge.

    Seven years into our marriage, and we have been blessed with two children. We continued to have a rosy marriage, for after the initial few months into our marriage that my wife complained of missing me in her bed, she had accepted the reality that I am a busy man, or so I thought.

    The problem now is, I came home one day after a two months journey and found out that Jane had been away from the house for three days.

    One thing led to another, and I found out that her neighbour, whom she said impregnated her for the child that had been forcefully made my responsibility, had actually continued sleeping with my wife.

    I was advised to get DNA tests for the other two kids she says are biologically mine, but it turned out none of them is mine. The ràscal is biologically their father.

    She ran away from the house, and I was left with the children whom I have bonded with from birth, not knowing how to bring myself to chase them away. For though I am not their biological father, their culture says I am traditionally their father.

    Madonna refused to leave my house because according to her, she is my daughter and had no where else to go to.

    And so, she stayed back, taking care of her siblings and our home, and everything seemed okay, for though Jane had eloped with her lover, I didn’t have much issues with taking care of the children. Madonna was like a mother to them, so all I had to do was leave her with enough money to care for herself and her siblings.

    Now, the problem is, I had returned home one night drunk, and met Madonna lying carelessly on the couch in the sitting room.

    I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t had a woman for so long, but I lost control of my senses, and though she kept calling me father, asking me to stop, I made her a woman.

    I became sober the next morning, apologized to her, promising never to try it again, but this little girl who I have always called daughter, says the only condition for not telling others what had happened is that we continue what we had started.

    Afraid of what could happen if words got out, I continued with her, and just yesterday, she told me she was pregnant. And the little bràt wants me to marry her.

    Now, how do I go about marrying a girl who is traditionally my daughter? Who am I paying the bride price to? And how is my grandchild going to turn out to be my child?

    Please advise me on what to do, but don’t you dare ask me to stop sleeping with Madonna, because as I write this, I can no longer imagine a night without her on my bed. Call it whatever, but I can’t stay a day without playing with her firm and young brêast.

    I don’t know if I can live on, if she stops having my entire length in her mouth, just before I begin the ride that ends with my progenies swimming inside her.

    At my age, I do not have a biological child, and this is one of the reasons I know I can’t think of terminating the pregnancy. Madonna has given me a deadline to get her officially married to me, or I’ll lose her and the child.

    What should I do ?

    TO Be Continued

  • I Love Her But I Couldn’t Marry Her (Part 1)

    I Love Her But I Couldn’t Marry Her (Part 1)

    I Love Her But I Couldn’t Marry Her Part 1

    Glad you are among the privilege who could take Siri as online personal sister and advicer. Today let’s give advice to our brother ‘Brad’ who recently slide into my DM and explained to me his girlfriend ‘Sophia.’ “I Love Her But I Couldn’t Marry Her Part 1.” Make sure you share this with your relatives after reading. Siri ❤️ You 😘.

    🤦 I Love Sophia Her But I Couldn’t Marry Her Part One:

    I love Sophia but I couldn’t marry her because Barry my friend, the doctor that helped me carry out abortiōns on my numerous girlfriends had to take out the pregnancy that was in the way of marrying her, and ended up making some mistakes.

    There isn’t anything as devastating as having to sit to listen to Barry telling me of how hopeless it was for me to imagine marrying her. He told me there was a complication during the procedure and asked me to get someone else because Sophia wouldn’t be able to birth her own children.

    For the sake of my inheritance, I married Emily, the girl that had been crushing on me since forever, not just because she was a virgin, but because she was the most viable person to get my aunt accept to hand over my inheritance to me.

    I kept Sophia as a perpetual side chick, supplying all her needs, and everything seemed okay, until a nosey neighbour, the young landlord of the duplex I got for Sophia, who happened to be very rich in looks and gold, got her to understand that she was too good to be left in the state she found herself.

    Then, she began to pressure me to make her a second wife, but I couldn’t. Yes! I couldn’t make her a second wife because not only did I ‘know’ she wouldn’t be able to birth me children, my wife was pregnant and I didn’t want anything that could make me risk losing a child, when I knew Sophia wouldn’t be giving me one.

    Things got from bad to worse between Sophia and I, and she ended up running to the dude who not only helped her develop herself beyond having t wait for a man to provide her basic needs, but also proposed to marry her.

    A sudden twist occurred, the dude was doctor Barry’s cousin, and Barry spilled the beans, telling his uncle how they mustn’t allow Jovani Barry Sophia.

    But even though his father was ready to disown him for refusing to reconcile with his friend’s daughter, who was engaged to be married to him before she ran away with another man and returned when things didn’t work we’ll between them, Jovani stood firm on his resolve to marry Sophia, until his parents allowed him marry her.

    I moved on after I got Jovani’s ex where I wanted, banging the hell out of her and getting caught by Emily’s friend, whose only price for keeping shut was having an affair with me.

    Audrey,my wife’s friend brought so many complications into my household, and right now, not only am I HIV positive, the children I thought were mine are actually not mine, because my wife’s side cock had made her feed me with drūgs that has now rendered me totally stërile.

    What do I do now? How can I move on when I just saw Sophia heavily pregnant and looking so happy with her husband? Please advise me on how to make Sophia see that I’m sorry, and hopefully get her to let us have things the way we planned it from the day I made her lose her virginity

    My name is Brad, and I may do something stewpid to myself if I don’t get Sophia back. Please advise me 🙏

    Siri ❤️s You!!!

  • The Man I Married (Episode 1)

    The Man I Married (Episode 1)

    The Man I Married Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Man I Married Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of The Man I Married Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧑‍💼 The Man I Married Episode One: 💞

    My name is Sobiefaa Ogenetega, I am a Christian from Sagbama Local Government of Bayelsa State. I was 27 when I graduated from Niger Delta University with the hope that I will be married to my boyfriend of six years. I have been dating Preye since I was in the village. Preye was the best guy I have ever met in my life.

    Nobody doubted our compatibility because we were just a perfect match. All my friends and family members loved him so much that they never wanted to see us quarreling. Fortunately he is also Ogenetega by name, sharing the same name with my dad and by implication I didn”t need to change my name when we are married.

    I graduated from NDU University, while he graduated from University of Port Harcourt, He was posted to Kaduna for his youth service while I was posted to Calabar for my Youth service. The one year compulsory NYSC scheme took us far apart for the first time. He called me everyday, we chatted on WhatsApp and even made Skype calls. He sent me his latest pictures whenever he took them, and I also sent him mine.

    Even though we were miles apart, we communicated like we were together. Sometimes we could spend hours or more chatting on WhatsApp and updating each other about our daily activities.

    My problem with Preye all started when I called him on Thursday before my Community Development Service and his phone was switched off. Maybe he had a flat battery over the night, I thought within me. I came back from my CDS at about 2pm but his number was still not going through neither had he call me. Whenever his phone battery was low and may not have opportunity to charge it, he always calls me to notify me ahead so I won’t worry. Preye knows my phone number by heart, while didn’t he use any of his friend’s or neighbour’s phone to call me?.

    What has happened to Preye? I became over agitated and worried. ‘This is 7pm and I have not heard from Preye. He can’t stay for 24 hours without talking to me. What must have happened?’

    Unfortunately for me I have never try saving any of his friend’s phone number he had used to call me on previous occasions. I quickly picked my phone, scrolled through my old call records to see if I could trace the last time he called me with a strange number. Where will I start from? He called me last on 25th with a strange number. There are about thirteen unsaved numbers that called on 25th. I dialed the first one, “hello! Hello! I am Sobiefaa Ogenetega, Preye’s fiancée from Calabar, please is this Preye’s friend? I asked. Which Preye? The other person from the other end asked hurriedly. I don’t know any Preye please, you are calling a wrong number.’ I hung up the call immediately.

    It took me time and courage to dial the second number. “Hello! Hello!! My name is Sobiefaa Tega, I just want to ask if you know any Oghenepreye David, a Corper serving in Kaduna?’

    ‘Where are you calling from young lady?’ The man asked me. ‘I am Preye’s fiancée from calabar.’ I am sorry I don’t know any Preye who is a Corper but I must say you have a nice voice and I will be willing to assist you find your Preye if you will let us be friends.’

    I became furious and wanted to end the call but immediately remembered his statement “I will be willing to assist you find your Preye” Reluctantly I asked, ‘How do you intend doing that when you don’t even know who I am talking about?’
    I work with NYSC secretariat in Kano and I can trace any Corper serving in any part of this nation. Just give me his name, state code number and his place of primary assignment. This sounded hopeful, I became interested in the conversation. ‘Sir I am grateful, I will send you all the details you asked for now.’

    ‘I know you are Sobiefaa Oghene from your introduction but can I know you better? He asked.’
    ‘Sir, what more do you want to know about me?’ I quickly asked. I told myself I will play along until he helps me get Preye,then…

    TO Be Continued

  • High School Crush (Episode 1)

    High School Crush (Episode 1)

    High School Crush Episode 1

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    👫💞 High School Crush Episode One:

    To achieve and be recognized as the “School Playboy” had never been easy. I beg to differentiate myself from the type of Playboy who date girls for pleasure.

    I date girls especially naive ones to put them on the lifeline of a relationship “Don’t be too attached”. Though it was an interesting yet sad process.

    From initiating friends to something greater than friends to admirers and unexpectedly, lovers. Few months of happiness and cool relationship Boom we break up.

    Part of being different,I breakup peacefully on terms of “Nothing last forever” But they haven’t met their”Nothing”

    As said, there isn’t an evil done without a cause. I’m not doing evil, right?

    I had my first girlfriend,Maria. she was beautiful on a level outside of the world. It was my first time loving someone other than my parents and relatives.

    I live with my grandma which made it easy for dating peacefully and easier. I wouldn’t say we were in love,I was the only one in love.

    She sent me a breakup text on a Christmas morning,like some kind of eye-watering Christmas present. It took water from my digestive gland. I was diagnosed with a fever.

    My body temperature went up to 126° Kelvin. Hotness to the degree of causing global warming. A fever on Christmas day, something I wouldn’t wish for. After being induced with injections and prescribed a few drugs. I was sent home to rest cuz it was a normal fever.

    Little did they know,it wasn’t normal. I went up with cold the next moment I arrived at home. The bed cover and duvet couldn’t hear me up enough.

    I landed in the hospital that night,I had lost much fluids from the hot fever that occured that afternoon and now with the cold fever, I’m in need of fluids.

    I was placed on a drip and put to sleep. On my waking up. I was feeling much better,I couldn’t believe it,I had been taking two days straight of drip and sleep.

    A healthy chap who had never been sick suddenly got strikes with the dark side of love. My mom rushed down from the city upon hearing I was diagnosed with a terrible,life-claiming fever. She was roaming my room ward at interval.

    All my brain could think of was Maria. As if I was at the brink of death,my brain replayed our memories, first meeting,eye-contacts,gleeful smile,our first kiss and the text message disrupted the rest. What does death cost to stop this broken sound and pain of the heart.

    As expected of every heartbreak of a chap foolishly immersed in love. I called her with my grandma’s cell. As the call went through,I gritted on my teeth and clenched my fist hoping all what happened was a dream.

    “Hello”she called out. With excitement,I held the cell-phone as if it had no soul.

    “Maria” as if she was waiting for my call. She had revised her response making it plain and simple.

    “Simon”she called out. Her voice soothed my wounded heart at that moment.

    “Yes” i replied with stuttering voice.

    “It must have been a shock to you,but I’m sorry,I just dated you after my boyfriend broke up with me,but he’s ready to accept me back” “so let’s be good friends”.

    As if all we shared was a dream. Breaking up with me that easily. Those words were salt added to my wounded heart,an atomic bomb went off in my heart. Upon getting home from the hospital.

    With the excuse of resting,I locked my room and engaged in cried with my soul. We sat down and started the streams of tears. I wanted to tell anyone who had ears about what happened to me,but no one was close enough for me to tell,or maybe I couldn’t speak of what happened to anyone.

    I intended to chat with the AI on my phone but I realized my internet connection had been exhausted. “Oops”another reason for me to cry I had found.

    I cried to a point of sleep and dreamt of her breaking up with me. I woke up and cried another round of tears.

    Few months later,I got over her . Being a beautiful chap, coupled with intelligence of the order made me look cool and summed up to my charm and I was kind of ideal guy for every available girls.

    My total ex-girlfriends had summed up to 16 and so far still counting. I was walking in the hallway, walking to the stairs with my head dow,immersed in the song being played in my headphone.

    I tripped on a leg which got me rolling down the stairs with an incoming new girl I had just seen. I fell down on her with my hand on her waist and under her head.

    My head was on her stomach which made it look kind of fateful, romantic meeting. Her rose flower scent I could smell,she had a mole beside her nose. She had a fair complexion, gleeful smile, my glance with her eyes made me remember Maria.

    TO Be Continued

  • He Raped Me (Episode 1)

    He Raped Me (Episode 1)

    He Raped Me Episode 1

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    🤷 He Raped Me Episode One: 😓

    🧡 OLIVIA’S POV 🧡

    ” Olivia bring my shoe ”
    ” Where is this stupid Olivia, bring my hair pin ”
    ” Olivia, where is my dress?”
    ” Olivia, my phone ”
    ” Olivia are you dump?”
    My sisters kept yelling and insulting me at the same time while I ran around like a mad lady going to meet their needs.

    Well, I’m used to their insults.
    It’s nothing new to me
    I brought Emily’s phone handing it to her. Instead of her to collect it, she gave me a thunderous slap ..
    ” Can’t you see I’m late? And you are just bringing my phone” she snapped staring disgustingly at me
    I held my hurting cheeks trying hard not to cry running off to bring Sophia’s dress, shoe and hair pin else I will receive another slap ..
    ” I guess the slap Emily gave you is not enough ” she said slapping me again, this time twice
    ” I wonder why Dad is still keeping you in this house, dirty thing” she added while i stared at her unable to retaliate.

    How can I do that when their mother and even Dad will back them up and beat me together.
    I’m afraid of getting tied up in my own father’s house, get flogged, bruised and denied food too.
    ” Are you still standing here? Get out of my sight ” she yelled
    I ran out of her room down the stairs to the only place I can cry my eyes out, the only place I find solace which is my room but I guess fate is playing a hard game with me.

    I met with my step mom on the way, fear gripped me .
    I hate seeing her, she’s worst than her daughters .
    I hastily took another route so she won’t be able to see me .
    ” Hey where did you think you are going ?” She said.. I stayed in my place visibly shaking not knowing what to say that will put me in trouble..
    ” Uhhmm ..I ….I..” I trailed off
    ” Cat cut your tongue?” She asked smirking.

    She came closer to me dragging me by the hair ..
    ” Ouch… Mummy please. Ah, ouch I’m sorry , ow ” I kept wincing in pain as my tears flows down freely…
    This is what I go through everyday in my life ..
    ” the room looks unkept Olivia, you haven’t washed my clothes and that of my daughters why are you so lazy uh” she said still dragging me roughly..
    Everyone knows how it hurts to be held by the hair let alone dragging you with it.

    “I’m sorry, please mummy I will get it done now ” I cried. The pain was becoming unbearable and I don’t think there’s nothing to be done about it
    “Just 30 minutes to be done with the chores else no food for three days ” she pushed me to the floor and walked pass me ..
    I sat there crying.. what have I done to deserve this from my family?
    I’m sorry my bad! Time for introduction!
    I’m Olivia Daniels, first child of both my Dad and Mom.
    My mum died while bringing me to this world and Dad has to marry another woman to take care of me as a child. That’s what brought my step mum Clarissa into the picture..
    Dad has never for once liked me, he believes I was the one that killed his wife ..

    It wasn’t my fault she died during my birth was it? I took it as fate . That’s what it has for me .
    I grew up with no love but became a maid in my father’s house at the age of 5 for the foods I eat and the house I stayed .
    Meaning the foods and the roof under my head isn’t free…. I work for it I even turned into a maid for my kid sisters .
    I’m a 21 years old college drop out
    My story is more of that Cinderella, with a wicked step mom. The only difference is that I don’t think I will ever find my prince charming..
    Who will love a girl like me with no class?
    Well, that’s all for now …
    I quickly rushed to the washing machine and dumped the clothes from the laundry inside before anyone sees me ..
    If I’m seen, I will be dead immediately.

    “Mum, Dad, we want Olivia to follow us to the party ” Emily pouted like the last child she is while I choked on my spit..
    Yeah! I’m standing beside them while they eat, I can’t eat untill they are done and mine is in the kitchen not the dinning table.. that’s the rule.
    But, why will she want me to follow them to the party? I don’t even know how it looks like..
    Sophia is 20 and Emily is 18
    ” Yes dad please ” Sophia added
    ” That’s a no , why did you want a classless girl like her to follow you ?” Dad asked irritatingly..
    Even if I was the one that killed my mom, can’t I be forgiven?
    It breaks me to see the only family I have sees me as nothing but a common maid..
    ” Well, we need someone to send, to hold our bags and more ” Emily said.

    I can’t believe they want me to follow them so I can be their slave..
    ” Yes , we won’t let her get dressed. She’s going this way ” Sophia said.
    What? I look more of an abandon child with this old dress I’m wearing..
    I don’t even have dresses but can’t they allow me to wear something better?
    ” Alright hunny, she can go with you after all she’s your maid ” he said to them while they jumped up in joy.

    “Thank you Dad and you go get my bag, we are getting late ” Emily ordered .
    I quickly fasten my steps to get to her room as quick as possible
    ” Hey come back ” Sophia said .
    I sighed and began walking back to them ..
    Not that I have any option
    ” Go into my room also and bring my makeup kit, I don’t want my makeup to get smuggled ” she said while I nodded running off to get back in time

    Wow!
    This place looks so beautiful ! I’m sure the person hosting the party is very wealthy..
    I looked around admringly , you can’t blame me, I have never been to this type of place before and what embarrasses me more is my dress .
    Everyone in was dressed ellegantly.

    Some turned to give me a second look as I trailed behind my sisters holding their bags and phones
    The hall was very busy with loud music booming. Ah! I think I will go dead from here.
    Ladies dressed skimpily and the guys looks all hot ..
    They sat down living me standing as the attendant came to them..
    ” Champaign will do ” they both said..

    ” And you ma’am, what will you like to take?” He asked referring to me ..
    My eyes met with my sisters who glared at me daringly
    ” Uhh.. nothing ” I muttered dryly. He nodded and left
    ” Good thing you didn’t make any order Olivia ” Sophia said smirking
    ” I could have poured it all over your body” Emily seconded. I only stared at them without uttering a word.

    Did you think I never thought if running away? Well, yes I did think of that many times but didn’t I have anywhere else to go?
    ” Hello pretties can we have a dance with you?” Two hot looking guys came asking my sisters.
    They didn’t even notice me ..
    Sophia and Emily glanced at each other and nodded ..
    ” Yeah, I want to dance and get drunk ” Sophia said standing up with Emily
    ” Good baby let’s go” they stretched out their hands and in no time they were out of sight..
    Wait! Did they just left only me here? Maybe it will be better .
    I took one of their seat and sat comfortably waiting till they are done before we go home.

    It’s getting late and they haven’t returned, I’m seriously tired if sitting down here like hell. I want to get out of here .
    The scent of the alcohol is getting into me. It makes me wanna puke …
    I stood up finding my way to the restroom..
    Thank goodness! I met the bartender earlier and he told me where to locate the restroom . I’m deeply pressed.

    I entered into the restroom avoiding everyone’s gaze .
    But..
    I stood frozen in my spot immediately I let the door opened
    The sight in front of me isn’t worth beholding..
    A guy and a lady making out in the restroom? Oh my God!
    ” I’m really sorry, very sorry ” I said apologetically making my way out as they turned to me…
    ” Not so fast dirty thing ” the guy said standing up from the lady’s body.

    He looks so intimidating which frightened me ..
    I went for the door handle as he walks towards me ..
    ” Get the door closed ” he shouted and immediately I couldn’t open the door again, wait! Did he just used magic or what?
    Oh my goodness! What have I gotten myself into ?
    My breathe hitched as he came closer to me.. my heart jumping out if my chest. I’m sure he could hear me breathing heavily with the closeness between us ..
    He shifted me roughly from the door and pinned me to the wall..
    ” Get out Adrianna ” he said to the lady who went for the door immediately and what? It got opened.

    I think I’m dreaming.
    I tried getting out of his grip so I could go with that lady but I couldn’t..
    My fear increased ! I became frightened..
    ” I…I.. I’m.s..sorry ..p. please .let..me go ” I stuttered.. The fear was eating me up..
    ” Not until I complete what you interrupted babydoll ” he smirked .
    Before I could understand what was happening we were both on the floor in a swift..
    He was on top of me pinning me to the floor ..
    He roughly grabbed my hair kissing me roughly..

    No! This isn’t happening…..
    ” P.. please don’t do this to ..”
    He gave me a slap before I could finish my sentence..
    ” Shut the f”’k up bitch , dare talk again and I will kill you here ” he threatened tearing my dress ….
    No! This isn’t what I planned to happen with me ….
    Noo! Let this be a dream please

    TO Be Continued

  • His Nurse (Episode 1)

    His Nurse (Episode 1)

    His Nurse Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “His Nurse Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of His Nurse Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧑‍⚕️ His Nurse Episode One:
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    Genre: Romance, Suspense, Full Of Drama

    🧡 Sharon’s POV 🧡

    “Sharon!!! You are needed in ward 5A” Monica yelled barging into the room I was having my lunch.
    “Hey, What is going on?” I asking quickly packing my snacks into my handbag. I packed my loose her in a rough donught style and wearing my nurse uniform.
    “The patients heartbeat increased drastically while I was setting the drip in his vain. Please help me Sharon, I can’t afford to lose my job” she said in tears as we both ran out of the room.
    I ran towards the patient and I saw he was gasping violently and suddenly he stopped moving and the Holter monitor wasn’t reading anymore.

    “Monica get me the AED( Automatic External Defibrillator)!” I yelled using my hand to press his chest so he could start breathing again. Runa ran back with the machine and I took it and rubbed the surface together.
    “Monica 150!!” I yelled as I pressed it on his chest raising his body top slightly, but there wasn’t any response from the Holter monitor.
    “250!” I yelled in fear as she increased it and I pressed it again on his chest but it was till dormant. I could hear Monica crying behind me already.
    “350!” I yelled as my eyes heated up. She increased it and I rubbed the surface pressing them oh his chest. “Huuuunnn!” He breathed in deeply almost immediately.

    “Ahhhhh!” I sighed in relieve with Monica. I took the needle and inserted it in his vein, I checked the necessary things I should check.
    “Done” I said and moved out of the ward sweating profusely.
    “Thank you so much Sharon, you just saved my profession” Monica said walking behind me.
    No problem Monica, I couldn’t have left you like that. I know once the doctor hears that the patient you were appointed to look after had a problem, your licence will be collected” I said entering the room I left my bag.

    “I wish to be like you Sharon” Monica said smiling beside me.
    “Runa, you don’t need to be like me, you are good in your own way” I said as I pulled her into a hug.

    INTRODUCTION

    I am Sharon Young. I am 25 years old, I am very beautiful, very intelligent, soft heartened and humble. I am a nurse by profession and I do the best when it comes to my work. I am from a very rich family.
    I finished schooling and I was giving a job in Kingsmith hospital. I am regarded as the best nurse in the hospital.
    I am loved by everyone who gets to know me and because of my soft heart people gets the opportunity to use me.

    I have been used and dumped by guys countless of times. I loved all of them with all my heart but they all ended up hurting me.
    I have decided to zero my mind when it comes to guys, all I want to do now is to focus on my job.
    💯 End of introduction💯
    “Sharon we need to head home now, its time to go home” Monica said jolting me out of my thought.
    “Sure” I said standing up from where I sat.

    🧡 DONALD’s POV 🧡

    “Donald!!” My mother yelled from the living room waking me up from my sleep.
    “Arrrrghhhh” I groaned rolling on my bed.
    “Dinner is ready” she yelled again.
    “Am coming!!!!! Am still sleeping” I yelled in anger. I rolled on the bed again using my pillow to cover my head.
    I closed my eyes still feeling very sleepy. I was trying to continue my sleep when I heard a knock on my door.
    “Ahhhhh!!!!” I screamed hitting my legs continually on the bed.
    “Donald, you know I love you. Come eat before it gets cold” she said with her sweetest voice.

    ….INTRODUCTION….

    That is my mother for you, she is so problematic. Well I can’t blame her, she loves me so much.
    I am Donald smith, the guys with the looks and sause. The onky heir of KingSmith, my father owns the biggest hospital in the whole America.
    I live alone but visit my parents every weekends and that is why I am here now.

    I am in my mid twenties, and guess what? When ladies see me they faint. That is how handsome I am.
    But one thing fears them the most. I am deadly, I fear no one, I kill like I am taking a nap, no one dare talk to me looking straight into my eyes. They will always bow.
    Because of this fear built in people, no girl wishes to be mine. Tho I buy ladies to f**k, they just face their business and leave. No one wishes to be with me as a partner.

    And the same goes to me, I am too handsome to have a single girl I will be dedicated to. I f**k whosoever I want to.

    ….END OF INTRODUCTION…..

    I walked to the dinning table after freshening up. Mother was already at the table and I know that father would be at the hospital by now.
    I sat opposite mother and starred digging into my food. My mother looked at me smiling and I smiled back at her. She is the only woman I love.

    My phone vibrated in my pocket and it brought it out and looked at the screen to see my p.a on the line.
    📲 Yes Richard.
    📲 Sir we found the fraudster.
    📲 Kill him
    I hung up and I saw mother looking at me sadly.
    “Donald” she said but I cut in before she could continue.
    “Mother don’t try, you know no one offends me and goes scot free” I said and faced my food chewing it slowly.
    I heard her sigh heavily and she started eating too. ” Mother you know.. ” I said but I felt dizzy immediately causing me to stop talking.

    Mother became blur all of a sudden. I held my head and I stood up from where I sat. I heard mother calling my name but it sounded far off.
    I tried walking but before I knew it I slummed and everywhere became dark as my eyes shut dead.
    “Donald” I heard my mother afar off but I couldn’t reply

    🧡 SHARON’s POV 🧡

    I got home at night feeling very tired. I took my bath and wore my pyjamas before going to take my dinner.
    I sat on my dinning chair with my parents and my younger sister Mary. My father lead the prayers and we started eating in silence.
    That is my family, we respect table manners. I finished eating and was about heading to my room when my mother called me.
    “Sharon come sit with me” she said tapping the chair close to her.
    I moved to where she was and sat with her. “Mother is there any problem?” I asked watching her countenance.

    “Frank dropped by today” she said holding my hands. I rolled my eyes and breathed out in frustration.
    “Mother I made it clear that I don’t want to get into any relationship now. I am too hurt, I just want to focus on my job” I said firmly.
    “Sharon, you are 25 already. You are not growing younger, you need to plan the future. This frank guy loves you” she said and I removed my hand from hers.
    “Mother I am done here. I need to rest now” I said and headed for my room. I got to my room and laid on my bed staring at the ceiling.
    I don’t need any guy, they are all the same. That are all liers and deceivers, that ate just after my money nothing more.

    I was still thinking when my phone rang. I picked it up and saw the caller was Monica.
    📲 Hi Monica.
    📲 Hey babe. There is an emergency at the hospital, the only heir of king smith has been rushed in, I was asked to contact you
    📲 The famous Donald!? I will be there in five minutes.
    I hung up and rushed to my closet to wear something nice. I have been hearing about this Donald but I have never seen him. Why will he be rushed to the hospital??? What is wrong with him??
    I rushed out of my room after packing my hair and wearing my shoe. “I need to be at the hospital now” I said to my mother who was still in the living room.

    I ran out of the house before she could even say anything and moved to my car. I entered it and zoomed off to the hospital.
    I got to the hospital exactly after 5 mins as I said. I ran into the hospital and I could see nurses running here and there in the hospital.
    I sighted Monica and I ran to her quickly. “Where is he??” I asked breathing heavily.
    “In the emergency unit on the right with some professional doctors.” She replied fearfully.
    “What of his dad??” I asked.
    “He wasn’t allowed to go in and that is why I was asked to call you so you could help. You need to go now” she said pushing me to her right.
    “See you soon!” I said and ran to the Emergency unit. I washed my hand and I was helped to wear my uniform, glove and my hairnet.
    “Thank you” I said and moved into the ward.

    🧡 MONICA’s POV 🧡

    Since I have been hearing about Donald Smith I have been crushing on him seriously. I had met him once and I had seen how good looking he is.
    I heard that he is single and he haven’t seen anyone worthy of been his girlfriend.
    I can’t wait to get a chance to talk to him, who knows i may be his girlfriend on the long run.
    I wish I am appointed to be his nurse if he it requires for him to stay in the hospital some few days or weeks.

    I waited for almost 3 hours before Sharon came out of the EU looking very tired and sweaty.
    “How are you dear” I said helping her remove all the stuffs she wore.
    “I am so tired Monica” she replied stretching her body.
    “It is obvious” I replied.
    “So what is wrong with him?” I added nervously.
    ” He is diagnosed of Kidney Cancer ” she replied washing her hand.
    “Kidney cancer???” I asked worriedly.
    “Yes Monica and he has to stay in the hospital for the mean time so he could have full attention and proper care” she said looking at me.
    “Really?? He would be needing a nurse then.” I added happily.

    “Yes Monica.” She replied coldly and started walking away from the EU.
    “I know you will be the one chosen to look after him” I said trying not to look sad.
    “Common Monica, you can’t judge. You may be the one” she said smiling.
    “You are better than me” I added sadly.
    “You really wish to be his nurse?? Fine you will be okay??” She said holding my shoulders.
    “What if you are chosen?” I asked again.
    “Then I will talk to Mrs Smith if I am chosen, that I won’t be chanced and that he should appoint you” she added smiling.
    “Really, you will do that?” I asked happily.

    “Yes Monica, I don’t need to be his nurse before I can achieve okay?” She said and moved out.
    ☁ Yes!! I can finally be able to speak to Donald one on one☁.
    The buzzer sound very loud and it signifies that the Manager of the hospital wants to talk to us the senior nurses.
    I ran to the meeting room to meet the other six of us including Sharon who was smiling at me.
    I quickly moved to her side and stood facing the Manager as she started speaking.
    “Good day all” he said and we responded “Good day sir”.
    “We all know very well that Donald Smith, the only heir of King Smith has been rushed into this hospital” he added.

    “Yes sir!!” We responded.
    “I am here today to appoint a nurse to look after him. And we all know the best nurse in the Hospital. So I am going to be appointing Sharon as his nurse” he said and everyone clapped for her.
    She looked at me sadly and I couldn’t help but grow sad. I really wish I could be better than Sharon.
    “I will talk to him” she whispered in my ears and I nodded hopefully. I will be so much hurt if I don’t nurse Donald.

    This is the right time to show him I really feel for him and now this Manager is trying to destroy the opportunity.

    To Be Continued

  • My Virgin Sister (Episode 1)

    My Virgin Sister (Episode 1)

    My Virgin Sister Episode 1

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    👫 My Virgin Sister Episode One:

    I’ve been spying on my sister for about two months; watching her change her clothes through her bedroom window. I never thought I’d take it any farther than just spying. She is my sister, after all. To me it’s just a good way to see some tits, ass and pussy on a regular basis.

    My sister and I are twins. We get along great, not like some brothers and sisters. Our dad is in the Navy and we’ve never lived anywhere long enough to develop close friendships with other kids, so we’ve become each other’s best friend by default. We’re both pretty smart and have tested in the top percentile of our classes academically. We do just about everything together. We go to the movies, hang out at the mall, sometimes we even double date. I also think we have a special connection because we’re twins.

    During our senior year in high school, right after we turned 18, we moved to San Diego and our dad shipped out for a six-month tour of duty aboard a destroyer. Mom works as a paralegal, for a law firm downtown, so we are home by ourselves after school every day. This is our first house with a pool and that’s where my sister and I spend most of our time.

    I’ve noticed my sister’s body developing over the last couple of years, but I was not prepared for the feast my eyes got when my sexy, twin sister started spending most of her time in a skimpy swimsuit. She’s blossomed into a size 34B and the sexy curves of her tits, visible around the minimal material of her swimsuit top, captivate me. Her firm, young ass rounds out the bottoms of her swimsuit in a way that would make any guy look twice. Being around my sister, in our swimsuits every day, is getting to me. I find that I can’t keep my eyes, or my mind, off of her firm, young tits or her cute little ass.

    We are playing in our backyard pool one afternoon, dunking each other and generally fooling around, when my sister climbs her way up my body and tries to dunk me. She seems oblivious to the amount of bare skin contact between us, but my cock certainly isn’t. I have to maneuver myself sideways so she won’t feel my hard-on.

    Her swimsuit top is stretched tightly across her breasts and, when it gets wet, her nipples make pretty obvious bumps in the thin material. Pushing on my shoulders, she lifts herself out of the water, trying to dunk me. At 18 I’ve had a few girlfriends, but I’ve never seen a sight as sexy as my sister’s tanned tits two inches from my face. I desperately want to see them uncovered.

    We finish in the pool and my sister goes in the house to change. My cock hardens as I watch her tight ass wiggle across the patio toward the sliding glass door. I can’t believe how badly I want to see her naked body. I tell her I’m going to check the filtration system and will be right in.

    Instead, I walk around the side of the house to my sister’s bedroom window. This side of our house has a covered walkway with lots of bushes. I position myself to see in her window, without her or our nosy neighbors seeing me. I look for an opening in her blinds so I can watch her change, but the way the blinds are positioned, I can only see the ceiling. I give up (for that day) and go in to change.

    The next day while my sister is watching TV in the family room, I sneak into her room and adjust her blinds, leaving about an inch and a half gap between the bottom of the blind and the windowsill. After changing into my swimsuit, I head out toward the pool.

    “Hey Lisa, I’m going in the pool. Want to go?” I ask my sister casually as I walk through the family room and out the sliding glass door.

    “Sure, I’ll be there in a sec,” she says, getting up from the couch and turning off the TV.

    That’s my cue. Around the house I go. I get to her window just in time to see her entering her bedroom. She is pulling her shirt up as she closes the door. I stand there mesmerized, as she tosses the shirt on her bed and begins taking off her bra. My cock jumps, creating a bulge in my swimsuit, when I get my first look at her teen sized mounds. I stare at them, enraptured by her inch and a half areolas and little pink nipples. But the real treat is watching her unzip her shorts and slide them down her tan legs.

    My Sister is average height, with a flat stomach, and a body that curves in all the right places. She turns from the window while taking her shorts off and I’m looking at her panty-clad ass, as she bends over. I start rubbing my cock through my swimsuit, to relieve some of the pressure, as she hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slides them down.

    My god! Her ass is spectacular. Her firm, young cheeks curve just enough to make you want to grab a handful and plant kisses all over them. Bent over like that, a few blonde pubic hairs and just a hint of her pussy lips are visible between her legs. I can’t wait for her to turn around so I can see the rest of her. But, instead, as I’m admiring her ass, she slips her swimsuit bottom over her feet and pulls it up. I get one last peek at her ass, before she grabs the elastic on the sides of her suit and pulls them down to cover her cute round cheeks. Hooking her swimsuit top, she turns it around so the hook is in the back and the cups are in the front.

    I belatedly notice that she’s standing in front of her dresser, which has a big mirror over it. Through the mirror, I get one more look at her nipple-tipped mounds as she slips her arms in the straps, pulls her swim suit top up over her chest, and reaches inside each cup to adjust her tits. She checks herself in the mirror and opens her bedroom door.

    Shit! I better get in the pool fast. I’ve been so engrossed in watching her change that I didn’t think about what would happen if she saw me coming around the side of the house and I wasn’t even wet yet. Speaking of cumming around the side of the house; that was going to have to wait. I’m still hard as I hit the pool at a run and swim to the deep end, treading water, as she comes out of the house.

    “How’s the water?”

    “Great, come on in!” I yell, hoping the cool water will relieve me of my uncomfortable, and obvious condition.

    We stay in the pool for about an hour, fooling around like we usually do. If my sister notices anything different, in the way I’m acting or looking at her, she doesn’t let on. I’m trying to act normal, but every time her tits get close to me, I can’t help but think about her pink nipples sticking out from her firm young breasts. When she sits on the edge of the pool, dangling her legs and pushing the water sideways with her foot, I stare at the crotch of her swimsuit, imagining how her pussy looks. Fortunately, I don’t have to imagine for very long.

    When we’re finished, I again make an excuse about checking the filter and run around to the side of the house. I wait a while and start getting nervous that maybe my sister is coming back outside. I’m just about to abandon my position when she walks into her bedroom with a towel wrapped around her. She’s taken her wet swimsuit off in the bathroom and is now dropping the towel, as she closes her bedroom door. My eyes are glued to her pussy and what a sight! It isn’t the first pussy I’ve ever seen, but the excitement of seeing my twin sister’s pussy, makes my cock spring to life.

    She has a nice v-shaped patch of blonde hair that almost covers her pussy lips, which are protruding slightly downward between her legs. I’m rubbing my cock like crazy and trying to take it all in, remembering how fast she changed earlier. But I’m in for a wonderful surprise. My sister puts on lotion after she swims – before she gets dressed.

    I watch her standing naked, in front of the mirror, squeezing lotion onto her hands. She rubs her hands together and starts massaging lotion onto her arms and shoulders. I love the way her firm tits move, pointing her pink nipples right at the mirror, when she reaches up to rub lotion on her shoulders. Pulling my hard cock out of my swimsuit, I begin seriously stroking it, as she rubs lotion across her stomach.

    Beginning just below her navel, she rubs the lotion up over her flat stomach and her ribs. Lifting each breast, one at a time, she gently squeezes it, as she rubs the lotion in. It looks like she lingers a little on her nipples, and I watch them harden, as she slides her lotion covered hands across them. Then, to my surprise, she turns around and walks toward the window. Her bed is just under the window, but the way I’ve positioned the blinds, I can’t see it very well. It doesn’t matter, because what she does next, makes me shoot my load all over the shrubbery.

    When she gets close to the bed, she squeezes more lotion onto her hand, lifts her right foot up on the edge of the bed and rubs lotion on her leg. Fuck! I can’t believe my luck! From my vantage point outside her window, looking under the blinds, I’m staring right into her fucking pussy! As she shifts her leg around, rubbing in the lotion, her pussy looks like it has a life of its own. I watch her pussy lips opening and closing, moving her patch of blonde hair back and forth as she rubs lotion up and down her legs.

    I’m about four feet away from the most amazing sight I’ve ever seen. My cock is rock hard and I’m pumping it furiously. As she leans forward to rub lotion on her ankles, her tits hang down like cones and her nipples are pointing straight down toward her bed. When she finishes with her left leg and is lifting her right leg onto the bed, I can’t take it any longer and shoot my load on the ground and the surrounding shrubbery. I finish watching her rub the lotion on her leg and when she starts to get dressed, I run into the house and into my bedroom to change clothes.

    Over the next two months, I shoot a lot of cum outside her window. I make a few strategic adjustments to her blinds and even bring out the digital camcorder a few times. Watching a video doesn’t come close to the live action, and I know I can see her change anytime, so I erase the video to avoid getting caught. I think I can explain being on the side of the house, but if I was ever caught with a video of my naked sister, I think my dad would kill me. I’ve occasionally watched her get dressed to go out, but nothing compares to watching her come out of the swimming pool and rubbing on lotion – and she does it every time.

    Until now, my sister and I have never discussed our individual sexual activities with each other. Occasionally, she asks me questions about sex or things she’s heard about at school and I answer her as best I can. A military father can be pretty strict, especially with a daughter, and Lisa was not allowed to date until she was 17. She is inexperienced and naive, and I’m pretty sure she’s still a virgin. I always caution her about getting sexually active too fast. I’ve had a few girlfriends who have been willing to experiment, so I’ve eaten pussy, had blowjobs and fucked a few times. But at 18 years old, in a new High School, I haven’t been getting any action lately.

    Since I don’t have a steady girlfriend, I’m making do with my own hand outside my sister’s window pretty regularly. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great show, but I’m getting really horny and starting to think about my sister’s body in ways that a brother shouldn’t. I find myself wanting to do more than just watch. I want to touch her. I kept fantasizing that she knows I’m out here and she’s putting on a show for me. I know it isn’t true, but it fuels my desire to touch her and have her touch me…..

    Do want to know more….???

    To Be Continued

  • The Virgin And The Playboy (Episode 1)

    The Virgin And The Playboy (Episode 1)

    The Virgin And The Playboy Episode 1

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    🙍 The Virgin And The Playboy Episode One: 🤹

    I looked at the naked body beside me and suddenly felt disgusted, I didn’t want any tight attachment with a lady.
    I rose from the bed and started to dress up, as i was wearing my trousers ,the lady on the bed rolled and opened her eyes
    “leaving so early…….? “she asked
    I grunted
    “Huh Huh…..

    Yeah….. I am ”
    Her voice became angry and hard
    “but you promised me that you would stay for the weekend…… Besides,
    We haven’t tried more hot styles that we aren’t perfect in….. ”
    Her well trained flirty eyes strayed down my body and stopped at my zipper
    “I haven’t even sucked that large cucumber yet……”

    Rita Ogechuckwu was one of my bad baby bitch
    So good for s*x
    Capable of any round
    Perfect in any position
    And her puy was fucking tight and sweet
    She had ample b    bs with tiny small nipples
    I stared at her and said coldly
    “Rita….
    I think we are going to end this… ”

    She looked surprised and shocked, then pure anger and rage showed on her beautiful small face…
    “Why…?
    Have i done anything wrong? ‘
    I bent to wear my shoes
    “No baby…. ”
    “Then what… “? She asked
    She stood up and walked towards me in a deliberate slow motion , she stood in front of me and placed her two hands round my neck
    Slowly, she started unbuttoning my shirt, she started rubbing my bare chest and bent to suck my male nipples. As she bent over to undo my zip, I placed my hands on her shoulders and said
    “No Rita…
    Am ending this….

    Am going to drop a check of 500k for you…. ”
    She screamed
    “NOOOOO
    I DON’T WANT YOUR FUCKING MONEY
    I WANT YOU
    I LOVE YOU ”
    I smiled coldly
    “That’s where you are wrong Rita
    I don’t love ”
    As I dropped the check
    I heard her say “if it’s another woman…
    Am gonna kill her ”
    I laughed dryly
    “No baby
    It’s not another woman
    It’s just BOREDOM
    AM BORED OF YOU ”
    With that I left the room hearing her scream and curse
    I don’t need to introduce myself, you already know who I am

    TO Be Continued

  • How I Became A Single Mother (Chapter 1)

    How I Became A Single Mother (Chapter 1)

    How I Became A Single Mother Chapter 1

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    🤱 How I Became A Single Mother Chapter One:
    .
    🧡 ARIKE 🧡
    .

    I met my Ex Fiancee online, Around 2017…, Am not really the type that joins group.. I was single and lonely.. I had no friends.. I don’t know if I have any reasons.. but I don’t have friends, and I reluctantly joined the group, just to see if the group is fun, he posted something about courtship seeker, and I asked him if he can add me, instead of him to add me, he sent a direct message, which took me couple of days to reply because am not a fan of Facebook, the day I replied we started having a sweet conversation which led to my background and personal life..

    I was sooo opened, I told him everything, on a normal day I don’t do such, I told him everything, and he told me about his… though I don’t know if everything he told me then was all about himself, and that was November 30th 2017, within a short period of time, we were already having a good communication, even on phone and everything was going smoothly

    Within a short period of time, we were already like “Ohhh baby I can’t wait to see you, baby I can’t wait to do this and all that”…, he based in ondo state and I base in Lagos.. And I decided to go to ondo… because he said he doesn’t have anybody in Lagos and he has an apartment in Ondo, and even me as a person I was already tired of Lagos… I wanted to travel and see other states, so I travelled to ondo and spent a couple of days, and i returned to Lagos before Christmas,… I went there again on the 31st, and I returned home January 2018.

    We always wanted to see each other more often, so I Left for his place, towards the end of January 2018.. and I spent my valentine

    Before I left Ondo.. I was already have some kind of feelings that the guy is not going to be serious, because we used to have issues back then.. and am the type that gets angry easily but I ignored the feelings because I was so in love with him..

    I discovered I was pregnant when I was in Lagos, and it was after three months I got to know i was pregnant… and I called to and informed him I was already pregnant

    TO Be Continued

  • Will You Marry My Husband (Episode 1)

    Will You Marry My Husband (Episode 1)

    Will You Marry My Husband Episode 1

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    🙍 Will You Marry My Husband Episode One:

    My name is Vivian, i’m tall, beautiful and well endowed but i don’t have a man of my own.

    Well! am not perturbed about that because i am inlove with Ray; Janet’s husband.

    Please don’t judge me i know you’ll say of all the men in this world why someone’s husband, well! in him i’ve found the true meaning of love and happiness.

    I and Ray have been together for like 2 years and still counting. Infact we are inlove with eachother.

    I can recall when he said that i and his wife have a special place in his heart and he loves us equally.

    I wondered how a man could love two women at the same time i was confused but still happy atleast i’m been loved.

    I and Ray have never stayed a day without seeing eachother.
    I know you’re wondering why his wife has not discovered this hidden secret yet or maybe found out about us, that’s because ray has his own ways of keeping his affairs away from his family without being suspected by his wife.

    Ray has been so caring, loving infact our love for eachother is without end.

    Sometimes thoughts like being his second wife do pops up whenever am thinking about him;
    when he leaves his home the first place he stops by before heading to his office is my boutique.

    You’re surprise that i own a boutique. you can’t dine with the rich and go back empty; ray got a shop and filled everything in there from shoes to wrist watches to clothes, whatever that was needed in there was filled to the brim.

    Fast Forward to when ray visited my shop, well i wasn’t expecting him because he called earlier on this morning to tell me he won’t make it and that he had a meeting with his client at his workplace so i wasn’t expecting him, as usual i was relaxing reading my novel when i heard footsteps at first i thought it was a customer i turned to check and here he walks in.

    I stoodup and we hugged eachother and kissed.

    “you told me you won’t be coming

    “well plans changed! see dear i can’t start up my day without seeing your beautiful face ”

    “lol stop teasing me” i smiled stu*pidly and rested my arms on his shoulder;
    He kissed my forehead and requested to take me out for lunch later in the day.

    This is how we’ve been lovey dovey until oneday i stopped seeing his calls . i tried all possible way to get him pick my calls but to no avail. i was disturbed; what could have happened, its been 2 weeks now, no calls and when i tried calling no one picks up , something is wrong somewhere.

    I was deep in thoughts so i decided to share my plight with lilian because she always has a solution to my problems; but she wasn’t in support of my relationship with ray she always said that he’s married and that i should let him be.

    Lilian and i have been friends since our secondary school days, we got a house and lived together; she’s quite annoying sometimes but she’s a good friend to me. Luckily lilian came into my room when i was still in deep thoughts i told her about the sudden distance between i and ray, she stared at me with such disapointment then warned me to let him be that he may have choosen to be with his wife at last. i didn’t like that statement so i bla*sted it out

    “You don’t even have a man of your own you’re advising me. you’re just jealous”
    that didn’t go well with her she looked at me with anger written all over her face then left to her room;

    “I have a caring man and am fine with him i need no other man ” i felt fulfilled after saying that i smiled and laid back on the bed.

    The following day while i was lying down on my bed fondling my phone a call popped up behold it was ray, i quickly picked up the call ever ready to bl*ast him for abandoning me for two week but to my greatest surprise it was a female voice, i removed the phone from my ear to checked if it’s actually ray’s name written on the screen indeed it was his name.

    “Could it be his wife or one of his concubine” i whispered to myself then brought the phone closer to my ear
    “hello” she voiced out

    “Hi” i responded mildly

    “i’m Janet; ray’s wife”

    To Be Continued

  • My Madam And I (Chapter 1)

    My Madam And I (Chapter 1)

    My Madam And I Chapter 1

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    👩‍❤️‍👨 My Madam And I Chapter One:

    It all started as a joke, I thought I was dreaming until I felt it so loud I thought I saw stars as I tried to recover from the blindness that took some ample seconds to recover from.

    Mrs Amaka is the name, the name I can never forget in a hurry, the name that sends chill down my marrow. She has this sophisticated aura, and a very bossy personality that can never be taken for granted. Even though she’s half taller than a midget, yet you dare not look pass it for your own safety.

    She’s indeed a boss who commands chains of businesses and over 500 workers lurking around her payroll. Everyone under her has automatically sold his or self esteem to her swift fingers and well organized insults.

    Barely can one work under this atmosphere without resigning, save those without options. I remember when I first met her, my boss to be, I thought my good looks and charm that can soften even the devil himself could cloud me from her claws, even though I was hinted about her talent, how can I decline an offer after years of living with just my credentials as the only thing I have achieved.

    I remember her scrutinizing me with a piecing rays of contempt in her eyes, and sarcastically trowing words at me that made me overly self conscious.

    After what seem like an hour with the devil I was finally given the job.

    My first day was kind of easy, thanks to my understanding colleagues who covered my unseen errors every now and then. Though it was a shopping mall with all sections well stocked with imported goods, and being a second class upper graduate of Business admin, I was subjected to the lowest grade of sales personnel, though it never bothered me that my manager is a secondary school holder all I cared about was my end of the month pay.

    One day, my boss asked me to go and fix her apartment, ” is that part of my job? ” I asked in
    astonishment, the reply I got startled me. ”everything is your job here !” she said in outrage.

    “Naija my country” , I said in my heart. Thinking of how long I borrowed and begged for recharge card money I decided to swallow my degree and follow her home.

    Her house speaks money in every inch of what is classy and sophisticated. I was asked to do her laundry and that of her over sized three girls who looked more like mama Iyabo than under twenties that they were. How I swallowed my pride thinking of how hard it is to get another job. It took me close to the whole day to finish, of which no thanks was returned for my labor let alone a tip, who dash monkey banana.

    After that day, subsequently I was asked to do some degrading and emasculating chores with a lash of ” it’s part of your job! if you don’t like it quit! thousands are waiting out there for your job! “.

    Gossip has it that she ki*lled her husband to be able to gain hold on his wealth. The man who was said to be an oil magnet and a big time business man overseas. But how is that my concern since I barely listen to gossip.

    One very faithful afternoon, I was thinking about how badly my life had turned out, not knowing the turn fate was hatching until my CO worker rushed to me with her phone in hand and said “madam wants to speak with you” I was overwhelmed with an overloaded panic attack that I tamed with all the will power I can gather. ” Hello ma” went my gentlevoice. As usual the authoritative voice that I am yet
    to get use to commanded. ” come to the house right now! ” and she hung up.

    I got to the house thinking of what manner of image tarnishing chores has she cooked up. Her voice called from upstairs, that part of the house I haven’t visited but was about to. I traced the beckoning voice, and it finally led to her bed room.

    It was more of a top class, five star hotel, than just a room. She was lying on her oversized bed clad in her silky transparent nightie. My mind spoke the truth but I shook it aside coz I felt I don’t fit in her spec. She has completely fried my brain to believe that I am of the class, ‘minus zero’.

    There I was and there she was staring at me as though I was her favorite movie. At last she sat
    up, took up an ointment and said in a different and rather soothing tone that has never come from her.

    ”Please I need a massage“. I walked up to her like a zombie in my bewilderment thinking what she’s got up her sleeve. I took the ointment from her, and she stretched on the bed facing down, and unclad her fair large legs that were blessed with folded skin and rough patches as a result of excess fat with thick blue vains up to the extent that I could see a part of her a*ss. I remained motionless lost in the shock of the episode playing before me until her bossy voice shook me from my trans ” what is wrong with you this boy?! will you
    do what I asked you to before I get angry at you?!”

    I took from the ointment and spread my fingers on her massive thighs, following the instructions of her fingers, exacted as much pressure needed. And then I heard her say something that looks like ” up” and her fingers pointing just below her ass, I withdrew my fingers, stood back in shock. She turned and said to me in her usual malicious tone ”are you ma*d?! do you think I’m down with your naive pretence of a good boy? do not get me angry now, will you do what I asked you to?”. I said nothing but did as I was told. Even though I saw her as the last woman that can arouse me, that minute I felt my g—n protruding under my
    pants.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • Accidentally Fell For A Baddie (Episode 1)

    Accidentally Fell For A Baddie (Episode 1)

    Accidentally Fell For A Baddie Episode 1

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    🧡 Accidentally Fell For A Baddie Episode One: 🙍
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    💑 Entrapped Hearts 💞
    .

    (….ARIZONA THE CAMPBELL’S)

    The fragrance from the jasmine scented candles hung at the end of each seated aisle, filled the air of the beach.

    Spread down the aisle were white leaves, as far as the eyes could see, slightly moist so they wouldn’t crack when you stepped on them.

    On either side of the aisle, families, friends and guests sat in white chairs set up for them on the sand.

    The priest came out and asked everyone to stand. It was echo’s turn!. All eyes would soon be on her.

    The flower girl lined the path with white rose petals as the music started. She only took two steps out, before she was greeted by her father.

    He escorted her down the aisle, which seemed longer than before. He became her strength, without him she would have fainted.

    The guests looked at her, taking pictures of her alluring dress, waving at her, smiling, one thing was for sure, though… no one made a sound. Up ahead she saw him, justin.

    Her future husband, the love of her life, her everything. He stood taller, his shoulders back and his eyes on her. If she wasn’t mistaken, she could have sworn that tears filled his eyes.

    Unlike him, her nervous kicked in ten-fold. The attention felt like too much for her to handle, good thing she only had ten more steps to go.

    At the end of the aisle, her father hugged her.

    “I’m so proud of you sweetheart” He pecked her cheek and then presented echo to her groom. He placed her hand in justin’s and smiled. As a couple, justin and echo stood in front of the priest.

    Before her father walked away, he patted justin on the shoulder. That was his way of welcoming him into the family.

    Standing next to her love felt overwhelming. Was this really happening? Will she soon be Mrs. Bieber?

    “You can now be seated” The minister said to the guests. Her friends and family followed his request.

    “Dearly beloved” He began, “We are gathered here this evening to witness this man and woman join together in holy matrimony” He said the speech and afterwards they exchanged vows, tears filling both their eyes.

    The ring bearer came forward and presented the rings. Echo placed justin’s ring on first, then he placed on hers.

    “If anyone objects to the marriage speak now or forever hold your peace” The priest asked. As assumed, no one said a word.

    “With the power invested in me by the State of Arizona, i now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride”

    Justin leaned in, their lips almost touched when…

    “Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep” The alarm clock kept beeping, signalling to echo that it was 7AM, time to wake up and prepare for her first day at her new school.

    “Ahhh!!! Stúpid alarm, stúpid morning. Why did it have to beep at that exact moment??. I could have gotten a kiss from Justin bieber goddámnit!!” Echo groaned and spranged up from the bed, before turning off the alarm.

    Once she got up, she opened the curtains and felt the sun’s rays beem through the blinds and touch her eyes. She felt that it’s going to be a beautiful day.

    “I wonder what my first day at ruby bridges high would be like. Damn! am so nervous” Echo pouted and ruffled her hair messily.

    She yawned and stretched the upper part of her body, then tied her hair in a messy bun. She picked up her phone and switched it on, before playing her favorite song, “Romantic Devil” by Coldin.

    🎼 Kamkamhan ujureul hemaeideon challa

    🎼 Taeyangeul copy hae maeiri balga

    🎼 You got me stuck, you got me stuck
    Alright, alright (Alright)

    🎼 Gureum wiro pyeolchyeojin colorful sky

    🎼 Maeil bam ssodajineun beautiful star

    🎼You got me stuck, you got me stuck
    Alright, alright

    🎼Knocking on my door, unlocking on my door

    🎼 Knocking on your door, unlocking on your door

    🎼 Step into my heart, and you’ve become my world

    🎼 Oh, you’re ‘Romantic…

    Echo was dancing to the rhythm of the music while brushing her teeth. She whined and twisted her tiny bútt while brushing her teeth.

    🗣Breaking news…

    Echo hissed in anger, she spat out the paste and rinsed her mouth and face before going to her phone.

    🗣 Young Francisco Hernandez, the son of billionaire Charles Hernandez was spotted at the cinema with a lady, which we…

    She turned it off immediately.

    “Like i wanted to listen to some dúmb news about others life. If it has nothing to do with justin bieber, then it’s absolute bullshít” She hissed and picked up her towel, then went into the bathroom to shower.

    Echo walked out of her room while adjusting her spectacles on her face. She’s clad in her usual black baggy skirt, a red baggy cardie that swallows up her whole body, with her only pair of black flat shoes.

    “Good morning mom” Echo greeted, while walking in the kitchen where her mother was making scrambled eggs. It’s actually for her younger sisters, Heaven and Nevaeh.

    “What’s so good about the morning??. Keep your stvpid greetings to yourself…curséd child” Darby’s inhumane voice boomed, and echo just shrugged. She’s so used to this, her mother’s ill-treatment towards her.

    “Am i perceiving chamomile tea?? Yummy!” Echo grinned hungrily…

    Drinking one to two cups of chamomile tea every day supports relaxation, and helps her calm her body and mind for the days work.

    “Don’t even think about it. I made it for your sisters and not you. Take your leave right now, cause your dad isn’t going to drop you off today. He has to drop your sisters at their school, before leaving for work” Darby rolled her eyes, and suddenly smiled when she spotted the twins.

    “Morning mom” They chorused, coming from the living room. They took their seats and wasted no time in munching on the delicacies before them.

    “Hmmmn. Mom you’re the best cook in the world. There’s nobody else like you…you’re the best!!” Heaven made a food moán and licked her lips.

    Echo looked at the time and gasped!

    “Ohh my, i’m so gonna be late on my first day. Mum please be quick with my transport fare, i gotta go” Echo exclaimed and stretched out her hands.

    She looked up slowly, but immediately their eyes met, darby grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the living room.

    “Do i look like your ATM machine or something??. God gave you perfectly working legs, why don’t you put them to use, for once in your miserable life. Idiót!” Darby snapped spitefully.

    “Am sorry mom. But it is a very long distance…” Echo pleaded shakily, but a thunderous slap landed on her cheeks, which sent her falling to the ground.

    Echo stared wide eyed at her mom, covering her right cheek. Her cheeks are now red, she placed a hand on it with hot tears prickling her eyes.

    “If i go back into the kitchen and return, and you’re still here. Am so gonna whoop your @ss till it gets bruised. No one is gonna stop me, not even your dad” Darby glared and walked back into the kitchen.

    “Bye mom!!” Echo muttered ruefully as she stood up and picked her backpack, leaving the house in a hurry.

    (….A BOUTIQUE)

    Aurora and Carolina came out of the dressing room at the same time, looking stunning in the black fitted skirt and shinny crop tops they’re wearing.

    They topped it with expensive heels.

    They’ve actually been having fun around together since morning, the boutique is their seventh stop.

    They checked themselves out in the mirror and went back in to change into another dress.

    Jeans dungarees this time, royal blue , same with the heels.

    Aurora and Carolina are both 23 years of age, both beautiful in their own unique ways.

    Aurora is skinny, she has a flat belly that every girl wishes to have. In aspect of complexion and skin color, Aurora is white with heart shaped pink lips.

    Her bóóbs and @ss are nothing to drool about, cause they’re so small.

    Carolina on the other hand is a bit chubby, but not fat though. She has this masculine body, and when it comes to her bóobs, hips and @ss, it’s to dié for.

    In aspect of complexion and skin color, She’s brown skinned, just like coco. She’s a bit finer than Aurora, especially with her turquoise colored eyes and cute blóód colored lips.

    They are both successful family lawyers, working in the same law firm owned by Aurora’s father.

    “We’re the hótest babes in Arizona!” Carolina gushed as they went in to change again.

    This time, bum shorts and bra tops.

    They continued changing into various clothes till they almost tried out everything in the boutique, then they changed back into their own clothes.

    “Pack everything we tried out today, mine differently and hers differently” Aurora ordered the attendants, and carolina’s stared at her wide-eyed.

    “What??. Aurora it’s too much!. We can just…..

    “Nothing is too much when it comes to dresses. Don’t be such a kíll joy” Aurora pouted.

    “You’re the best bestie in the world. Saranghae unnie” Carolina hugged her and aurora kissed her cheeks.

    “There’s one last place we have to go to. It’s a little something i prepared for us” Aurora smiled.

    “Don’t tell me you bought the whole mall. Gosh!!! that’ll be çrazy” Carolina chuckled loudly, almost immediately, she got a message on her phone.

    When she switched it on to check, aurora saw her wallpaper, it’s Blake, a fellow lawyer at their place of work.

    It’s obvious that the picture was taken recently, and they look all lovey-dovey.

    “Bestie i’ve actually been meaning to tell you something” Carolina suddenly said, biting her bottom lip guiltíly.

    “What?” Aurora asked, hoping it’s not what was flooding through her mind.

    “Actually…. Blake and i are uhmm… kinda Engaged” Aurora gushed and brought out a sparkling diamond ring from her purse.

    Before she could show it to her properly, Blake came in.

    “Blake!” Carolina said shockingly, and he pulled her to himself and pecked her lips.

    Aurora tried to look away, but she couldn’t. They were practically standing right in front of her.

    “What are you doing here?” Carolina blushed, but instead of answering, he hugged her tightly.

    “A few hours away from you feels like a thousand years. I missed you so much honeybun” He said, tightening the hug.

    “I’ll just wait for you outside. I need to make a quick call anyways” Aurora smiled and left the lovebirds to themselves.

    “You look hót babe. But you’ll look extremely hóter without the clothes. Take my advice” Blake said naughtíly and carolina’s eyes widened.

    “Pérvert!” She hit his chest playfully.

    (….ROYAL BRIDGES HIGH SCHOOL: 8AM SHARP)

    Entering the school is a dream come true for echo as she tightened her grip on her backpack.

    She has a forced smile on her face as she looked at the rich students who kept throwing weird faces at her.

    She looked at her map again and sighed. She’s lost.

    “I think it’s this way” She said to herself, but immediately she got in, deafening screams filled the air, as three cars drove into the park.

    She kept going but the second car drove roughly towards her, out of fear, she fell roughly to the ground, hurting her knee and elbow in the process.

    Francisco was the first to come out of his car, he’s wearing a white long sleeved shirt, black skinny jeans and a yellow coat over his cloth. He’s putting on expensive earrings and necklaces.

    Half of the girls in school fainted immediately

    Tyler came down from the second car and tucked his cigarette in his mouth, blowing out a sweet-bitter scent…

    Milo and Noa came out of the third and Fransisco made his hair fall all over his face, tripling his séxiness.

    Tyler and Francisco exchanged glances and glared hard at each other. They hate each other’s @sses.

    👥 Gaaaaaaawd!!! How can a human being be so hót?

    👥 If beauty was a crime, they’ll be in jaíl for the rest of their lives.

    👥 Fransisco you never disappoint me!

    👥 Gosh!, Francisco I love you!!

    👥 The twins are looking so cute.

    The guys made their way into the school and girls kept screaming after them like mániacs.

    Then a black car pulled up in the park and C.S.A came out of it, chewing their gums bitchíly.

    Capricorn and Ashley are wearing same outfits, skimpy skirts and a net blouse, their bras can be totally seen without hassle. While Sabrina is in her usual boyish look…she is a lésbisn.

    Their makeup is glittering, and they almost look like wítches with their artificial lashes.

    “Hey you!” Capricorn said and echo stood up and dusted her clothes. She has been sitting on the floor the whole time, waiting for an apology, which she didn’t get.

    She faced Capricorn and furrowed her brows in confusion. Capricorn scanned her dressing and threw her a look of pure disgust.

    She walked briskly to her and removed a bottle of water from her backpack. With a smirk playing on her face, capricorn intentionally poured the water on her own shoes.

    “Clean it” She ordered.

    Echo just stood there watching like a mannequin.

    “Is she mád?” Sabrina sneered and balled her hands into a fist. Echo saw this and fear gripped her whole body immediately.

    She dropped her bagpack on the floor, and brought out her white handkerchief. She made to clean capricorn’s shoes with it, but a glare from her halted her on her movement.

    “With your tongue. I have no time to waste. Just hurry up with it, classes can’t wait” Capricorn grabbed her hair and made her crash to the ground.

    A lot of students are surrounding them right now, obviously making videos.

    “I’m…I’m sorry, but i can’t do that. I just can’t” Echo stuttered and capricorn slapped her.

    Ashley gave her a slap too on the other cheek and she bursted into tears.

    “How dare you disrespect me you lowlife bitçh. Am going to tell you a thing or two about me, but it’s gonna be practised on you” Capricorn made her fall to the ground again, but this time around, she placed her pointy heels on her head.

    “Please forgive me!!!” Echo sobbed in pain.

    TO Be Continued