Novels by emailtochiamaka

She started climbing over the table by placing her right knee on the stool and her left on the tabletop. He grabbed her by the waist, toppling over and shattering their glasses in the process, and carried her to a leather armchair. He sat down in the chair and sat her on him, spreading her legs over his. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders.“Never thought this day would come.” He grinned, showing all his perfectly aligned white teeth.She bit her lips and leaned forward to kiss him but stopped when she remembered his one rule. No kissing.He appreciated her respecting his wish instead of insisting or guilt-tripping. He began to kiss her neck and caress her collarbone. His lips travel down to her chest, then he pulled back and helped her out of her tank top before unclipping her bra. Her dark nipples stared at him.He cupped one breast as he reached down to suck the nipple. Her moan ignited a spark in his brain, and his crotch area tightened as he became hard. He squeezed her breas

Darnell’s phone chimed and he picked it up to read the message on the screen.“Come to the bar” the text read. It was from Sasha.He’d just gotten home at midnight and freshened up in his bedroom. He started heading to the bar, which was on the same floor.He reached there and opened the door. She was behind the serving table, pouring a drink from a stainless-steel mixing cup into a glass.“Right on time,” she said as he sat down and slid the glass to him.He picked up the glass and placed it under his nose. “This is new to me. What is it?”“My own invention.” She smiled.He put the glass to his lips and took a sip. “That’s really good.”“Thanks. When I worked per time at a bar in college, I made my own cocktails,” she explained as she cleaned the tabletop with a piece of cloth.“I never knew that detail about you.”“There’s still so much to know about me.”He dropped his drink on the tabletop. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”“What’s that?” She tossed the rag aside, then sa

After a week and half of searching for Maya without success, Joshua called her mother. She confessed that Maya had been with her and her husband at their home, but he wasn’t allowed to visit them.Sasha was calmed by the news. She’d been eager for some good news after the incidents of the past few weeks that left the atmosphere moody ever since.While she and Darnell ate dinner in silence, she decided it was the right moment to give him the painting she’d bought for him weeks ago. She went to her room and returned with the painting as he was about to finish his food and held it by his side with a smile on her face.“What’s that?” he asked.“it’s a painting that I bought for you as a gift,” she replied. “I couldn’t find the right moment to give it to you.”He sat upright and wiped his lips with a napkin.“A gift for me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.“Yeah. It reminded me of you.” She started tearing off the paper that covered the painting.He lowered his head to study it when she rev

Media outlets had different versions of the story. Joshua King Abandons Mistress After Miscarriage. Joshua King’s Mistress Forced by Family to Abort Baby. Joshua King’s Secretary Claims Coercion, Dumped After Pregnancy. Sasha saw another headline and read through the comments: “That family is evil. I’m not surprised at all,” one commenter said. “I don’t believe this one bit. Just another woman trying to bring down a successful man,” another comment read. “It’s a billionaire family. It definitely happened. There are no good billionaires,” said a third comment. “Well, none of it would have happened if she wasn’t sleeping with a married man,” a fourth commenter added. @phoenixthebird said, “Darnell King is a misogynist that objectifies women. I didn’t expect any better from his brother.” “Where did you get that from? He’s literally private,” @notmaya283 responded. “I can tell by the way he dates and discards different women,” @phoenixthebird explained. “I agree,” another c

Close to the weekend, Sasha decided to spend some time with herself. For the first time in a long time, and after many years of feeling like she was on survival mode, she was at peace. Not worrying about her future and family’s safety or wondering if she’d ever be taken seriously at a job she pretended to enjoy. Her new found peace urged her to find herself again, and there was no better place to do that than in one of her favorite places in the world—an art gallery.At noon, Paul drove her to the Colorful Wall Gallery where she waltzed around exploring the fine art pieces on the wall. She was simultaneously searching for inspiration for her own gallery which she pictured as a high-profile gallery with paintings by even historical artists.She’d done some research and knew by now that opening a gallery was one thing. Building a consistent customer base was a completely different ball game. She was a nobody in the business. Not even a professional artist with past works to speak for he

When Sasha arrived at the lunch party, she searched for Maya and waved when their eyes met before making her way to her. Seemingly recovering from the situation at home, Maya had decided not to miss any more parties so that the women didn’t start to ask questions. She was sitting in the midst other women as they encouraged a toddler who was learning to walk. Sasha sat next to her, wearing smile on her face. “Is it crazy that I miss this?” Maya asked. “Watching them grow from tiny helpless people to into independent humans. Never gets old.” She turned her face to Sasha. “You’ll see.” Sasha smiled. “You seem so happy today. I love that.” Maya looked away. Guilt was written all over her face. “The baby didn’t make it,” she said. “I made Joshua pay for it. Monetarily. He’ll compensate her for what she went through and more. It’ll help her move on…I hope. He’d make sure she never has to worry about anything ever again.” “That’s good,” Sasha said. “No matter what the circumstance is,