Chapter Five

Eliakim

Burna Boy's songs blasted through the speakers all around The Adesina's main house, when I pushed the two massive doors to the living room open. Trust Bayo to throw parties like he wanted to set hell loosed.

The sitting room was so high, wide and spacious with beautiful furnitures and decorations which were broken and scattered by the sweaty and hormonal young adults; dancing, grinding on each other, groping asses, twerking on the floor, giving lap dances, sucking faces and carrying out germ exchange here and there.

There where two giant stairs facing eachother, and people were on the steps either standing, dancing or sitting, smoking, drinking and girls gossiping and posing for pictures. The atmosphere was covered with various perfumes, sweat and body odour.

I scanned around the living room with my eyes for Bayo, but I couldn't find him. Clad in my grey hoodie, dar