Agony of marriage episode 19

THE AGONY OF MARRIAGE

SEMI_FINAL EPISODE
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💙CHRIS💙
Uju was in the sitting room, laughing as she chatted on the new smart phone which one of her numerous b©yfri£nds had bought her.

I c@m£ down the stairs and stared at her for a moment. “Uju?” I called.

She glanced up at me then hurriedly looked down and typed something before she s£nt it to the recipient.

“Yes, Obim?”

She was alre-ady used to that name even though she didn’t mean what it implied anymore but I didn’t mind.

I sat down on the couch across adjacent to hers and said

“I nee-d to talk to you. Can you pause what you are doing for now?”

She slid out of WhatsApp, pressed the power bu-tton to lock the screen then placed her phone on seat next to her.

“What?”

She gave me her full attention no

“I want to make a deal with you.”

“I’m listening.” She folded her legs on the seat and placed her elbows on one of the arms of the chair, leaning towards me.

“I know that in as much as you are enjoying your stay in Lagos that you still wish to further your education.”

“Yes but as money no dey, babe must hustle na. (Yes but as there’s no money, babe must hustle). She answered.

“I want to finance it, but I want something in return.” I told her.

“What do you want me to do?” She asked.

“I want you to do something of utmost importance for me and you must make sure that you execute it properly.” Then I told her.

A WEEK LATER.

🫂UJU🫂
I was standing by the roadside, waiting for a bus close to a junction leading into an estate behind me.

It was a very sunny afternoon and I had dressed to kill. I knew that I had dressed
the way just I had to attract the attention

I wanted and the various stares I kept getting from passersby and other
people in public transport and also personal cars affirmed that.my charm and charisma was working. Several personal cars had st©pped to give me a lift but I had politely declined.because I had a mission.

Even though I was tem-pted to hop
into a nice car which had pu-ll-ed over to offer me a ride, I had reluctantly agreed. I had no choice.

If I didn’t execute this mission today, I might never get another chance. Anyway the.heat of the sun was stifling me but I was glad that I had come with my sun shades.

I had to wait for fifteen more minutes
before the car I was waiting for, finally showed up.

The car had turned from the estate and had st©pped beside me just like I had expected.

The driver honked then the
window facing me whirred down. I pu-ll-ed closer to the car and bent down to give the driver one of my brightest smiles.

“Hello baby!” The driver said, ogling my cle-avagewhich was exposed to his view in my bent position.

“Good afternoon sir.” I smiled, placing my hand on the window to flaunt my beautifully-painted nails.

“What’s a beautiful girl like you doing in the sun?” He asked me.

“Are you going my way?” He asked.

“It depends on your destination sir.”

“I don’t mind. I would go anywhere for such a beauty like you.”

He said then opened the door for me. Smiling, I straightenednup and slipped in next to him.

As he pu-ll-ed away from the side of the road and joined the traffic, he glanced at me and said, “My name is Daniel, what’s
this damsel’s name?”

“Uju sir.” I replied as humbly as I could.
“I have never seen you around here before, are you new in town?” He asked

“Yes sir…” I nodded. “I live with my aunty in the next street.”

I pointed at a street ahead that I had never been to in my life.

“That’s good… I live in that estate I just c@m£ out from.” He told her.

“I was actually going out to have some lunch, hope you don’t mind joining me?” He asked me and I saw him lick his lower
l!pas he stared at my expo-sed l@ps.

I intentionally placed two f!ngerson the hem of my short dress and pulled it up an inch so that more of my l@ps were exposed to his eyes.

He pretended to be looking for something close to the gear between us but his hand crawled past it and
t©uçh my l@p

At first, I hesitated, hoping it was a mistake and that he would take away his hand but instead, his hand slowly began to ca-ress my l@p. When I lifted my eyes to look at him, he simply win-ked at me and continued to run his hand
up and down my l@p.

I cleared my throat and said as I glanced at the ring on one of the f!ngerswhose hand he was driving with. “Sir, are you not a married man?” I asked.

“Me?” He scoffed and shook his head.

“Not anymore. I used tbe married until my w—e of a wife stole my one million naira and eloped with her lover.”

“Really?”

“Yes and ever since then, since I’m a very good man, I decided to keep the ring because I really loved her. But now,
God has answered my prayers and have s£nt a damsel like you to my life.”

Read – Billionaire’s destiny episode 41 – 42

“Sir, but we just met.” I said.

“Does it matter?” His hand crawled up my b©dy to my stomach and paused there. Fortunately, just when I thoughtthat he would ascend up my b©dy, we got to the restaurant and he took his hand away to hold the steering as he turned into the parking lot.

He jumped down the car, hurried around
the car to open the door for me. He was acting the complete gentleman but I knew that he was a phony. Chris had given me enough information about him that I had hated him even before I saw him and I was only pla-ying along. I got down the car and he placed a hand on my back and guided me into the
restaurant.

As I sat down at an empty table, he ordered for some food and a bottle of champagne. I was determined to enjoy myself and I acted like I was alre-ady de-eply interested in him. As we ate, he asked.

“So tell me about yourself, are you married?” I asked huskily.

“Do I look married?” I ran a long f!ngernail down my n£¢k to the t©p of my br£@st and his eyes lvstfully followed my movement and I saw him swallow ha-rd . I could tell that he was alre-ady growing hard under the table.

“I like you.” He said. “I am glad I met you today.”

We chatted more as we ate and soon, after drowning a glas-s of champagne, he excused himself to use the restroom. As soon as he was gone, I pu-ll-ed a small piece of red cloth, untied it and after glancing around to be sure that I wasn’t being watched, I shook some of the white substance into his
half-finished drink then shook the drink so that the content mixed well with it. A few minutes later, he returned, sat down
and that was the very first thing he reached for.

He drank it and resumed eating while I watched him closely, looking out
for any signs that would indicate that the effect of what I had laced his drink with had started taking place.

After lunch, he convinced me to go home with me. He kept c@r£ss!ngmy th!ghs but I said nothing.

When we got to his house, he got down from his car and when I got down too, he
stared at me in a lovingly way then slowly went on a knee and said,

“Will you marry me?”

I smiled boldly. “Of course, that’s why I’m here… But first…” I glanced around the house and saw the gateman watching us
in wonder with his arms folded un-der his che-st and his shoulders hunched.

“What’s the gateman’s name?” I asked.

“Musa.” He answered.

“Okay,” I said as I turned to Musa and called out to him.

“Musa?”

“Yes aunty.” He c@m£ running to me. “Bring me a broom

plea-se.”

He obeyed, left and returned with a broom then I handed it to Daniel.

“I want you to sweep the entire compound.”

He smiled and accepted the broom, hit the bo-ttomof it several times with his palm, took off his shi-t, placed it on the.roof of the car and began to sweep. The gateman glanced from me to his boss, his mouth open with shock.

“Kai! Shege oga! Na we-tin you dey do? You dey sweep for woman? (Boss, what are you doing? Are you slee-ping for a
woman?)”

“Musa, Am I complaining? I am doing it for love, don’t you un-
derstand love? Just go back to your post and let me be, I have enough energy today to sweep it and even sweep your room.”

He bent down and continued to sweep.
I watched him for a moment. He was sweating profusely and his singlet was getting damp from the sweat. “Daniel?” I
called.

“Yes love?” He straightened up to answer me.

“When you are done, you’ll drive me to my house to bring my.things over. I have a lot of laundry to do.”

“No problem dear, I have a washing machine.” He answered.

“Washing machine is not good for my clothes. You’ll wash them with your ba-re hands.” I told her.

“With plea-sure ma.” I nodded.

“Alright… Finish sweeping and meet me inside. My feet are tired, I want you to wash and mas-sage them.”

“Okay ma.”

I started for the house but remembered something and st©pped.

“And once again, my b©yfri£ndwill be coming to see me. I will want you to go to the market later in the evening, buy some soup ingredients so that you can prepare
pounded yam and Egusi soup for us.”

“As long as you are happy, I’m happy too.” He simply said and continued sweeping.

I dealt severely with him for a month before I finally laced his.food with the charm antidote, re-leasing him from my clutches but not after I had corned him into sign a cheque of six million
naira which I had cashed out before setting him free.

He had learnt his lesson and I hoped that he would change for good. I
left him soon enough to continue with my life.

I went back to Chris to report but I never told him how I did it, I didn’t nee-d
to reveal the fetish p@rt of myself to him, neither did I tell him that I had taken six million from Daniel.

I had pla-yed my role.and that was what mattered.

A week later, I moved out of Chris’ house because I learnt that he had finally proposed to Victoria anshe had accepted to marry him. In order to give them their space, I had packed up.my things and had left and moved in with a b©yfri£ndof mine.

Although, this was not how I had hoped things would be but since Chris didn’t want me and destinhad another course for me, I had no choice but to obliged. Chris kept to his promise of sponsoring my education and I was glad that I could finally finish my education. I set up a shop for myself with the six million naira that I had taken from Daniel and began to live my life just fine.
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TBC…….

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