Bolu
Continuation of flashback
I felt so unclean, low and stupid when he finally rolled off me, and began putting on his clothes hurriedly.
I was panting so hard from the marathon sex, and sweating profusely, trying to catch my breath from what just happened.
It was so hot and passionate, having sex with someone who clearly wanted me. I was able to be myself. Not where I was trying to please him. I had ride him like my life depended on it. It had been such a long time someone had turned me on like that. It was a good healthy sex. Where every part of me was kissed and worshiped. From the crown of my head, to the sole of my feet.
I was treated like a woman. A beautiful one at that. I felt so beautiful. Felt in charge.After giving me heads till I cummed, back at his office at the hospital, Dr Sylvester followed me to my hotel ro
Bolu Flashback After Dr Sylvester had left my hotel room, the urge to vomit was still coming up, so I went into the restroom to barf my lungs out. When I left the restroom, I got the shock of my life when I saw the last person I was expecting to see.. Alex. The one who had hurt me. It looked like he had been there, waiting for me to come out. I was shocked, but decided to not show it. Because he had hurt me so much already.I wondered how he even got in there. How he knew where I was. Because I didn't recall us talking, the last time when we saw ourselves. The last time when we saw ourselves, was when he was kissing another woman like she meant everything to him. After he had told me he wasn't ready to settle down with anyone or have anything to do with any woman. That the only thing he could give to me was pleasure. This made an
Bolu Continuation of flashback. And his response crumpled my world even more. To think I had hope he would say he didn't know if he loved me. "I know it's because of her." I growled. "I don't even know what you see in her. I have everything she doesn't have. Urgh! I hate her so much!" I outcried. "What exactly did she do to you? What did she do for you to care for her this much? You have known me before her, I came first into your life." I choked out these words, with my hand fisted against my chest, like I was being stabbed there. It was more than a knife wound. And Alex face palmed. " She's the one I love, Bolu. And I want to be with her. I'm so sorry. That's why I even came here to apologise to you, so you could forgive me all the pains I've cause." He implored. "I'm really sorry fucking sorry, Bolu. So sorry that I couldn't reciprocate the feelings that you have for me. That I coul
BoluFlash backI made my way into the kitchen almost nude, clad in my creamy white silk singlet, that displayed the top and sides of my busts, and panties that barely covered my bit butt.I wanted her to know that Alex and I had been having sex. To make her know she was nothing. Because I had been with Alex before she came. And yes, from the way her eyes were on me now, alot of things were going through her mind. I had everything, while she had nothing. I was thick, with the ample boobs and fat ass. While she had small boobs that were the size of tiniest grapes, and a flat stupid ass.God, I disliked her. I couldn't bring my self to accept that she was here. In Alex's house.The way her eyes did a once over at my appearance, made my lips stretch into a self satisfied smirk.
BoluI had thought my constant vomiting was because I had malaria. Little did I know it was the baby. Alex's baby."Dr Afolabi you need a lot of rest and little exercise. Try to eat right. You've practically been starving and that isn't healthy for both you and the baby. You need mostly vitamin and iron for the baby."The doctor who was an acquaintance of mine, said looking at me in a careful manner.I nodded and stood up to take my leave.I had another life growing inside of me.I wasn't alone anymore.I wondered how my parents would react when I would tell them I was pregnant. They would want to know the father of the baby, so I decided not to tell them just yet.Then I wondered how Alex would feel. I had been calling his line, but it always went on voicemail. When it would ring, he wouldn't even pick my calls.I thought about
Writers POVIt felt like it was starting all over again.Mia. He could still recall the first day he had met her. He could forget everything, but not that day.It happened at an event he was invited to, by one of his clients call Rachel Okafor. A woman he had help her won her case.On that Saturday evening, he had seen a girl, clad in ill fitted clothings, and was being denied of making her way forth into the event hall, by an usher. Because she was dressed totally different from the way everyone was dressed.After arguing with the male usher that was standing in front of the huge doors, she began leaving, looking quite sad that he, Alex felt the sudden urge to help her.He began advancing towards her, with she not even bothering to raise her head up to see that he was approaching her.And then he held her tiny arm in his, so he could talk to her. He wasn't one to do that, though. He was one to always mind his business. So it baffled
Writers POVIt felt like it was starting all over again.Mia. He could still recall the first day he had met her. He could forget everything, but not that day.It happened at an event he was invited to, by one of his clients call Rachel Okafor. A woman he had help her won her case.On that Saturday evening, he had seen a girl, clad in ill fitted clothings, and was being denied of making her way forth into the event hall, by an usher. Because she was dressed totally different from the way everyone was dressed.After arguing with the male usher that was standing in front of the huge doors, she began leaving, looking quite sad that he, Alex felt the sudden urge to help her.He began advancing towards her, with she not even bothering to raise her head up to see that he was approaching her.And then he held her tiny arm in his, so he could talk to her. He wasn't one to do that, though. He was one to always mind his business. So it ba
Writer's POVContinuation of flashback"I miss you, Al." She said."I miss you more. You were on my mind each passing day. Still is."There was no response from her, but she closed her eyes shut. Then hummed a foreign sound that sent shivers down his spine.Noticing his tensed mood, she flicked her eyes opened and rewarded him with grin. Showing gim the gap in her teeth which he loved so much. Then she pulled away from him.It was odd because they were the only couple on the beach, no human figure was there. Not even Bruce and Benny, his dogs. Which became more fremd, because he loved taking his dogs with him for an evening walk at the beach. Wether with company or not. But the beach was deserted.He returned hid eyes to the woman who had captured his heart and wrapped in between her fingers. She was laughing and giggling, as the light wave at the end of the beach water, tickled her toes.
Writer's POVContinuation of flashback"Let's go to the karaoke bar." Said Mia as they made their way towards where Alex had his car parked. It was eight thirty in the evening and a lot of people were heading home."It's late, and I have books waiting for me.""And here comes the old Alex." She pouted, buckling her seat belt. Sleep was completely erased off her eyes this time. And she looked active again. "This is the last I'll ask of you tonight. Please, please, please. I want to sing.""Remind me never to go somewhere with you again, after today." Alex replied as he started the car. But he didn't mean it, he wanted to go different places with her and try new things just like the way he did today. He wanted her to take shots of me, with him unaware. He wanted to use any means he could get, just to hug her. To get close to her as possible. He wanted to eat all the rubbish with her, from vendors at the park. It was crazy, but he wanted t