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    A true story of a lady who grew up Abroad, returned to Nigeria and fell in love with a younger guy. Unfortunately all hell was let loose when she discovered that she was being played.

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    The scenes, events and actions in this story are real but names of characters are not. This story is not aimed at slandering anyone.c Edited & compiled by Valentine {coolval}

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    I slowly drew close to the helpless man firmly tied to a tree and removed the piece of cloth used to cover his eyes. He stared at me with shock and surprise. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

    “yes Kelvin. It’s me, why are you so surprised huh?” i asked with an unforgiving smile. His lips quivered, his face coloured more deeply. Tears instantly melted his eyes. Unfortunately none of it moved me. My heart was already made up and cold.

    “Dear me!, Stella i beg of you. What’s in your mind?, what are you planning to do to me?” he managed to ask with trembling lips. I stared at his youthful body. He was so handsome, young and charming, but deep inside, he was nothing but a crook. A cunning b-----d. A gold digger.

    I pointed the 9mm gun i held to his face, cocked it and smiled,
    “nobody pulls a fast one at me. My face will be the last thing you will ever see in your miserable life” i threatened with a laugh while he screamed with all his might. My finger went to the trigger…….

    How did my story with Kelvin begin???
    ……….
    I guess i have to start from the very begining.
    ……..
    My name is stella ****. The only daughter of a popular Imo state politician. A bonafide orlu daughter, but was born in florida which equally made me an American citizen.
    I grew up in a family of four boys which influenced my life a great deal. I grew up like a boy and behaved like one until i became more matured. The only thing that differentiated me from my siblings was that i did my primary and secondary education in one of the unity schools in Nigeria while they did theirs abroad. But i however did my university education in America. So i really wasn’t a novice in Nigeria.

    In 2009, i clocked 30 and fully returned to Nigeria with two degrees, a fat bank account, a hotel in owerri {which was a gift from my old dad}.
    The current governor of my state equally was a close family friend and his contact was on my speed dial.
    Infact i had everything a lady could dream of. Money, respect and freedom. The only thing that i lacked was a husband, but it really wasn’t as if i cared for one. I was yet to meet the guy who could command my unwavering respect and loyalty.

    I already had experimented with a whole lot of them. Whites, blacks, french and so on but none gave me the appeal i wanted. Well all i enjoyed was perhaps the s-x….

    Settling down in Owerri however changed my life. I felt i knew it all, not until i was brainwashed and screwed by a Nigerian guy. But nobody screws me and lives to make a story out of it…..

    To be continued.

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    real women never allow a man to pick them as a story line of abandonment or a milk he licked dry….

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    real women never allow any man to lick them dry. They crush any who try so….

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    Ok. . . I am here, let the story flow on. I will criticise and commend where necessary.

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    I guess i’m done with the introduction. It’s now time to move over to how i met Kelvin.
    #Breathes deeply#.

    It was In march 2009, can’t really remember the exact date, but it was precisely two months and some days after i returned to Nigeria. I was in Nwangele {a small town in Imo state} attending a cousin’s traditional wedding with my bestfriend Amara {A staff of First bank Plc}

    As the event was about ending, we got ready to leave and stood up. But my companion suddenly begged for some minutes. She needed to greet a couple who were some distance away. I obliged and settled back on my chair, suddenly from nowhere a young man came over to me and began taking my pictures without asking for permission.

    “aw you look so cute, mmmm” he tuned me as he took more pictures. I simply smiled, saying nothing.

    “wow they are so lovely. I have to go print them out. Should i print all?” he asked curiously after taking quite a lot of my pictures. His eyes searched me as if he wasn’t sure of my stand {in terms of payment}

    I looked into his eyes and saw ambition. Something clicked inside me. My heart melted, I was suddenly drawn to him.
    He looked quite young, within the age bracket of 27- 28 years. He was fair, slim, tall, great body not too muscular. Infact he was quite an attractive male. I salivated as i weighed him calmly.

    “so madam should i print them?” he asked again. His voice so cool and passionate. I really have never stared at any guy the way i did to him that fateful evening.

    “actually i’m about leaving” i replied calculatively. His eyes instantly dropped.

    “but you can bring it to my office on monday” i added, fetched my card and gave him.
    “i will pay for your transport too” i added. His face instantly lit up with happiness.

    “thank you Ma” he greeted before disappearing in search of more customers.

    “hmmmm did you just give him your card?” Amara asked from behind as she walked back to the table, settled opposite me and crossed her legs.

    “i like him” i confessed. She rolled her eyes and scoffed,

    “oh please!, that guy is younger than you. We are in Nigeria oo. It’s even better you hang out with that fat honourable, what’s that his name?. Who has been virtually on his knees to have you than fall for that little boy” she advised with a laugh. I simply eyed her and discarded her advice…. How i wish i had listened.
    Her advice was so on point.

    To be continued.

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    *continues*

    Early monday morning, i headed to the office with my hopes up. I just couldn’t wait to see the young photographer who captured my heart with a click.

    I truly took great pains dressing up that fateful morning, making sure i looked as beautiful as ever. My heart kept throbbing as if i was having my first date. I couldn’t believe i was so blindly attracted to a mere photographer who wasn’t even my agemate.

    By 10:50am, i was notified of his presence. My spirit lit up, leaving me with intense joy as i watched him walk into my office like a frightened school boy. I smiled politely, flashing him a very inviting look in the process while he quickly looked down as if he was embarrassed.
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    “good morning. I brought the pictures” he greeted. I nodded, offered him a seat and took the pictures, quickly going through them.
    His work was very adorable and It made me more pleased with him.
    {I do admire people who are good with what they do}.

    “you know, i was expecting your call. You never called to tell me that you were bringing the pictures” i said calmly. He quickly shrugged with a shoulder.

    “i’m very sorry. I just didn’t want to bother you with such a little thing. I felt it was better showing up without disturbing you with a phone call” he explained apologetically.

    “it’s okay. Your work is very superb. Seems like you have been doing this for years” i said with a smile. He breathed deeply and smiled with me.

    “not really, i started the job few months ago after tirelessly searching for a job” he explained while i stared at him curiously. A bit lost over his last comment.

    “actually i’m a graduate of Imsu, graduated three years ago. It’s now a year and some months after Nysc yet i havn’t been fortunate to get a job. I had to look for a means to survive” he explained humourously, but i didn’t find the revelation funny. Instead i was deeply touched.

    “so which course did you study?” i asked,

    “Economics” he answered,

    “hmmm that’s good” i murmured as i stared at him searchingly. I truly was impressed to discover he was a graduate.

    “so are you making a lot from photography?” i asked curiously. He shrugged and said nothing.

    “will you like to work in a hotel?” i asked, even though there really wasn’t any vacant position for him. But instead of answering, he stared at me curiously.

    “as the assistant cashier” i added with a nod. His eyes quickly lit up with excitement.

    “of course ma, if you find me worthy” he said happily,

    “fine. Early tomorrow come in with your C.V” I concluded. He couldn’t believe himself and it showed by the excitement in him. He thanked me a hundred times over.

    “so how much for the pictures?” i asked,

    “don’t bother about the pictures madam. Just have them” he said happily but i refused and gave him five thousand Naira which he hesitantly collected before leaving.

    Deep down I was very excited to have him working for me. It was the only way to have him close and i cashed on it.
    Surprisingly I felt like a young female teenager who just got her first boyfriend.

    To be continued.

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    *continues*

    Having kelvin under my payroll wasn’t only a good personal decision but a wonderful business decision as well. He proved to be a hardworking cheerful guy who turned things around for me.
    Perhaps my affection towards him made me hold anything he did in high esteem, that notwithstanding he did a perfect job in the hotel, very loyal, smart and sharp in everything.

    I slowly created a very close working relationship with him, which quickly grew into a harmless friendship. He told me all about himself, his old parents and siblings who were expecting much from him while i told him some of my little secrets.

    Against Amara’s advice, i showed him where i lived, urged him to be very free with me, and equally began behaving a bit funny and carefree whenever we were together which he took time understanding.
    Slowly and steadily after our friendship developed into something much more intense yet still harmless. We began spending some evenings together and i had no problem introducing him to my social circle amidst heavy criticism from friends, yet i was unperturbed because i felt i could mould him into an eye catching celebrity.

    I began putting his interest as my top priority, completely losing my mind in the process. I was so much in love with him.
    Every day i yearned to have him, i dreamt of having him inside me but it wasn’t in my place to make the final move. It was his to make, but unfortunately he seemed scared to make the important move. It was as if he was unsure of my feelings. It all showed in his eyes. I eagerly waited, dying in silence.

    Finally on the first monday of May 2009, he brought a beautiful flower to me.
    “happy new month” he smiled with affection. I closed my eyes with deep happiness.

    “finally, at last” i breathed with great relieve. I knew he was finally mine. My perfect object, my creation. I had great plans for him.

    To be continued.

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