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As dawn crept up, the morning sun shone in through the windows, resting upon her tired face.
"Ouch" She said as she gradually regained her consciousness, all she could feel was a splitting drug induced-headache and a pounding pain all through her body, especially down her inner thighs and around her vulva. The sun rays poured into her eyes as she opened her eyes wearily forcing her to shut them back quickly.Gradually, she opened her eyes gently and allowed it to adjust to the intensity of light in her surrounding. On top of that, she felt extremely tired and weak and couldn't even find any strength to shrug the unease and half dizziness off.She hauled herself into a sitting position with her right arms on her forehead, trying to remember what happened last night. Suddenly her faced turned pale as flashback's of the night before suddenly came rushing back to her. She initially was convinced it was all a dream! It was not a dream? It was real?Alarmed, she quickly turned side ways, she saw a stranger, a man lying at the other end of the bed, as if it jolted her memory and cleared of her uneasiness in a flash and same time, confirming what happened last night was not a dream, she lifted the blanket she was under and was astonished to find herself completely naked. She gnashed her teeth in extreme shock as the realization dawned upon her.It was not really a dream? She asked herself in the utmost degree of shock."What was she doing here? Oh shit!" She jerked up from the bed with every ounce of composure within her, trying to remain calm, careful not to wake the stranger up. She hurriedly started to wear back her clothes from last night,Just then, the sleeping man changed sleeping position, still fast asleep, exposing his broad back and his face covered with a quilt.Diana turned to see the eagle tattoo on his back, but that was not even her concern, she needed to go home right that minute.All Diana remembers clearly from last night was the desperate and helpless voice of her sister-in-law over the phone. Eager to save her, she rushed over the the club house.Room 306, Diana looked up at the number plaque, confirming this was the room her sister-in-law, Anamika got endangered in, Diana barged in without another thought and warning and was greeted with extreme darkness and an handkerchief over her noise.On inhaling, she passed out -Was the handkerchief laced with or sprayed with some stuff? Oh shit! Diana raged. She needed to get home immediately and ask Anamika what happened.Diana quickly tidied up and walked over to the door, on opening the door and exiting, she was shocked to see Anamika, her sister-in-law who had cried for help on the phone yesterday taking a picture of her. With her, was her mother, Eddy. Diana's mother-in-law."Anamika will you stop it. Enough already. We have enough evidences now and for sure when Harvey sees them, he would do the needful and divorce that barren chick!" Eddy asserted with a bright smile across her face.Diana was suddenly evaded by extreme shock and rage. Eddy was referring to her husband, Harvey and her as a barren chick! As if it never occured to Diana, she had been married to Harvey for three years now and have been unable to provide Harvey with an heir, as such she was hashtagged Barren chick! But who would think her beloved mother-in-law would be part of those mocking her fertile condition?"And also, what evidence? Divorce?" Diana was discombobulated that she glowered at them, ashen-faced and she demanded "Anamika, what's happening? Why did you lie to me?"You still have mouth to talk? You shameless barren slut!" Eddy's voice rang through, piercing Diana's heart like a dagger. This was happening afterall.Anamika smirked , "is it my fault that you're so so so gullible? Diana?"-"I hope you did have a good time with the gigolo back there?" She added with a sing-song voice, smiling wickedly."Finally, I have provided my son something tangible to hold unto in order to divorce you" Eddy added,It was at this moment Diana realized that both of them had set her up. The promise she made to Harvey and which she had held unto for the past three years of their marriage had been broken and sacrificed to Eddy's and Anamika's despicable hilarity.Presently, Anamika's eyes were devoid of warmth and cordiality, clearly expressive of disdain and unfriendliness as she boiled vigorously, "Did you actually think we would let your ruin Harvey's life by not providing him an heir? Wake up! From your dream you barren woman! Don't even bother coming home, I have already sent this evidences to Harvey's W******p".Eddy, on the other hand, swiftly interjected by mocking, "Atleast my son will believe now, that you have been pimping yourself for money at a club since he denied you access to the families bank account! It won't be long until he divorces and throws you out!""That's a lie!" Diana heard herself talk back but the word's didn't just came out. She has a job and can pay her bills if this was anything related to monetary benefits."You two-" she finally spat out, her face contorting to a mask of rage that she swayed. The after effect of the inhaled stuff that the handkerchief got sprayed with and the collective weight of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law betrayal and cruelty nearly knocked her out the second time."Let's go! Anamika. We don't want to be seen with a thrash, do we? " With that said, Eddy led Anamika out.With no much time to waste, Diana left as well with the fleeting headache induced by the drug she had inhaled yesterday's night.Few minutes after they all left, the hotel worker who was taking down the Room number plaques realized that the plaque on room 309 was 306 and not 309."That numbskull!" He cursed, "He couldn't even place ordinary number plaques right!"******When Diana reached home, she saw her husband Harvey sitting on the sofa cuddling another lady. Diana knew the lady. She was Juliette Jones, Harvey's old time crush and best friend."Oh wow, seemed like she finally returned back to Delta city and already hanging out with an old lover, someone's else husband!" A thought sprang up inside of Diana, breaking her hurt the more. With a calm expression Harvey asked as Diana approached, her face blushing with confusion. "Where did you spend last night?"The room felt like a battlefield, every word a spark ready to ignite a firestorm.Mr. Rashford knelt on the floor, his face swollen from Nero’s thunderous slaps, blood dripping from his lips, his slick suit creased and disheveled. His eyes blazed with humiliated fury, but the weight of Nero’s hand on his shoulder kept him pinned like a bug. Behind him, Mrs. Rashford’s gaudy jewelry jangled as she clutched Marcus, their oversized son, whose earlier bravado had melted into a trembling silence. The four bodyguards lay crumpled in a heap, felled by Nero’s swift fists, their slick suits no match for his raw power.The onlookers—teachers, parents, and straggling students—stood frozen in the doorway, their faces etched with pity and dread. Murmurs rippled through the crowd, their voices low but heavy with foreboding. “He’s done it now,” one whispered. “Rashford’s father is General Abacha, the retired overlord of New Delta’s armed forces, a warlord whose name is carved into the city’s histor
Mr. Rashford’s face contorted with rage, his slick suit gleaming under the fluorescent lights as he jabbed a finger at Nero. “How dare you a sucker like you to bully my wife? And then talk back to me?” he roared, his voice shaking the air like a beast’s bellow. “I’ll teach you a bloody lesson today on behalf of your family, the most painful lesson of your life! And just who are you?”“I’m Nero Magnus,” Nero said, his voice steady, cutting through the chaos like a blade. “The exiled son of the Magnus empire, the father of these kids.”Mr. Rashford’s eyes widened, then narrowed into a vicious grin, his laughter sharp and mocking. Fate had handed him a prize. Rumors of Nero’s return had swirled through New Delta—whispers of him putting Baron Cassian in the hospital, walking free despite Magnus Otumba’s wrath. If Rashford could crush Nero, Cassian and his brothers would owe him favors, cementing his power. “The murderer, the rapist heir,” he sneered. “You’re back?”The onlookers—teachers,
Mrs. Rashford’s face lit up with a venomous joy as her husband stormed in, her plump figure waddling toward him like an overinflated goose, her hips swaying heavily, her gaudy jewelry jangling with each step. “What took you so long, honey?” she whined, her voice a grating mix of relief and indignation, her swollen cheek still red from Nero’s slap. “He could’ve beaten us to death if you’d arrived a tad later!”Mr. Rashford, a hulking figure with a face carved from cruelty, swept the room with a bestial glare, his slick suit gleaming under the lights. His four bodyguards loomed behind him, their hands twitching near concealed weapons, their presence a silent promise of violence. “Who’s the idiot who dared slap my wife?” he roared, his voice shaking the air like a thunderclap. “Doesn’t he know who I am? I’m Mr. Rashford son of the retired military overlord!”Samantha’s heart plummeted, her eyes widening with dread. Mr. Rashford—New Delta’s notorious kingpin, his wealth and cruelty unmatc
Samantha stood frozen, her heart pounding, as Mrs. Rashford’s fleshy arm swung toward her face, the woman’s diamond-encrusted rings glinting with malicious intent. The flesh on her arm jiggled with the force of her swing, her meaty palm inches from Samantha’s delicate cheek, the air thick with the promise of pain.Nero reacted in a heartbeat. Dropping the triplets gently but swiftly—Emilia, Ethan, and Elias sliding to the floor with wide-eyed gasps—he thrust out his right arm, weaker from an old injury but steady enough to seize Mrs. Rashford’s wrist. Her hand hung frozen in mid-air, trembling as she strained against his iron grip, her face twisting in shock and fury. No matter how she yanked, her palm couldn’t budge, as if caught in an invisible vice.In a flash, Nero released her wrist and delivered a stinging slap across her face. The crack echoed like a thunderclap, sharp and final, as if he were swatting an irritating mosquito. Mrs. Rashford staggered, her posh updo unraveling in
Samantha stood to the side, her arms crossed, watching Nero with their triplets—Emilia, Ethan, and Elias—huddled around him, their giggles and chuckles filling the room like a melody she hadn’t heard in years. Her heart fluttered, a mix of joy and disbelief, as she saw her children bask in the warmth of a father’s love for the first time. Their small faces glowed, their eyes bright with a pride they’d never known, their voices hoarse from repeating “Father!” like a chant that anchored their young world.Nero knelt among them, his broad frame a steady anchor, his worn jacket and weathered boots a stark contrast to the polished cruelty of the classroom moments before. Emilia, always the boldest, spun around, her pigtails bouncing, and smirked at Marcus, the hulking ten-year-old bully whose designer clothes strained against his bulk. “Look here, we’re not bastards,” she declared, her voice sharp with newfound confidence. “We have a father too.” Elias, emboldened, stuck out his tongue and
“Listen, I’m the king of this place,” he sneered, his voice dripping with venom as he yanked the rope, making Emilia and her brother gasp, their small hands clawing at the coarse fibers digging into their neck. “When I say you’re a bastard, you’d better act like one. Bark like a dog, now!”The other kids snickered, their eyes glinting with amusement, as if watching a twisted cartoon. Emilia’s red-rimmed eyes darted to her brothers, Ethan’s face set in a stoic mask, Elias’s lips quivering. They crawled forward, their knees scraping the hardwood floor, too small to fight back against Marcus’s bulk or his gang’s cruelty.Samantha reached the classroom’s entrance, her breath catching as she froze in the doorway. The sight of her triplets—leashed like animals, their faces grubby and tear-streaked—sent a jolt of shock through her. Her heart pounded, her hands trembling as she rushed forward, dropping her bag with a thud. She knelt, gathering Emilia, Ethan, and Elias into her arms, her finge
In a jiffy, Diana reported to duty after the crowd was entirely dismissed.She assembled all the medical officers in the medical ward and reoriented them, she as well, assigned them to their various fields.She picked two assistant surgeon general and a junior army medical to assist her..Inside ward 0
Anamika managed to grasp a silver of hope when Diana started to treat Eddy. Although, she has no slightest plan of keeping her own side of the deal. She can't let Diana find out the gigolo's identity.... Her greed wouldn't let her!She had a plan.....Harvey on the other hand suddenly boarded a train,
The kids were seated in a round chair inside a bunk near the training field. Every military officer had stopped whatever they were doing and went to the central field whereupon Generals Laura introduction would take place.Inside the bunk, Jame's appeared to be the narrative voice. They were detailin
Inside room 007 of the medical ward....Diana was reading Eddy's pulsating pulses and heartbeat, and presently she heaved a sigh upon noticing how severe Eddy's condition was. Her heartbeat was relatively slow also.Diana couldn't believe she will actually be treating this despicable woman lying on th







