The interior of the white range Rover sport was so comfy and brown.
The cool air from the air conditioning system nullifying the effect of the hot Harmattan sun outside!
But the vehicle;
' It is too masculine for the hands controlling the steering' he thought.
They'd just exited a magnificent boutique - House of Colors, and he was clearly feeling confident with himself again.
They had dressed themselves up good, and for once she was looking like a feminine, and beautiful!
She was clearly fun to be with. Always smiling and happy - at Least for the past hours he'd been with her.
It was so fluid between them, the conversations weren't forced and the arguments, another story.
He was happy and comfortable with her.
'must be a rub - off of Uche, he thought.
This wasn't really what he could say of his
RomaShe shrugged. “I mean, who doesn’t?”But could she be romantically involved with him? This is a question she was yet to answer.“Can I use your phone?” She heard Chad ask“Sure” she nodded ,and then, he gently took one of her hands away from the wheel of her moving car and, smoothly and sensually run his fingers through the length of her femur, so quickly that one would think his intentions were innocent.“thank you love” he smiled and let go of her hand.'damn!' she cussed in her heart.'was he doing this on purpose? Was he flirting with her?' because if he was, it was working.She didn’t even know why she smiled shyly to herself. He was making her feel like a girl again.Her smile slowly faded away to a plain face when she heard him say;"Hey honey, it's me. Sorry, I've not called ever since, but I'
MaggieShe stood in front of the long wall mirror of room 223 of Pinus Hotels as she admired herself in her bronze colored night gown.She was good looking, Fresh from a warm bath and smelled fabulous.Her ebony virgin hair was standing erect stubbornly, her boobs round and firm, she was still young and full of life.Her curves were completely ‘carved by an artist’ without mistake;‘I have the assets of a pornstar!’ – she thought.She was sexy, at least to herself.There was a knock on the door of her magnificent room… she went over and opened the door, it was the room service, An elderly woman holding some napkins and a mop.“ give me ten minutes please, I’ll be going out soon..” she pleaded politely.The elderly woman smiled and left. She heaved and shut the door behind her resting her ba
“ what happened?” Chad asked in surprise as they walked into the large office. Roma quickly rushed to cut the tapes holding Maggie and uche bound to the steel chair with a dagger she picked from the ground.It was unusually quiet and dead cold between Uche and Maggie. It was so clear that there was high emotional tension in the office.It even looked like they’d been crying.Were they tortured? Chad wondered.Uche looked battered and beaten. His face was swollen with blood and bruises from blows.“…sweetie who did this to you?” Roma asked lovingly as she held up his face with her palms examining the wounds carefully.“ I’m the doctor here, let me help you” Chad suggested as he moved to help Uche.“ can I get a first aid box?” He requeste
RonaldHe pinched his eyes as tight as he could as the dry breeze of the Harmattan of twentieth December raised some dust pebbles and particles into the air in a circular motion.It clearly reminded him of how long he'd been out of the country, Seven years!He never wanted to leave. His father had an empire here and he was his only heir.Who would want to leave? It was simply necessity that drove him out, a survival instinct- in a bid to save his own life, and that of his sister.Canada had been cold as always- never this dry, nor hot , nor rough. The kindness that was a quality prevalent amongst most Canadians was non-existent here.Here, its a wicked world.With every bit of the statement true to him.His sister was always the one who wanted to leave to go stay with their grandmother in Canada because their father was insane!Her dr
Uche and MaggieHe'd been on the computer for over an hour and had achieved nothing, absolutely nothing.He'd tried all the hacking moves he'd learned from Maggie, but nothing. The fisheye was invisible.Maggie had just been sitting there saying nothing, with her arms and legs crossed staring at Uche like he was such an interesting movie." find anything yet?" she asked mockingly.He looked at her, it began to frustrate him how Maggie wasn't willing to help.He knew Maggie. She knew how to get to Chinny, she would not just do it." Maggie please? Help me here."" hahaha.." she laughed " and give chinny to that monster?... No way"" Maggie, I swear to you, she'd never leave my sight. I just need her to help us all here. She's the only one who can and you know it. I'm clueless here
ChadSeven years. Of course a lot has changed.The furniture had become older, the curtains had been changed, the silence in the house had become deafening - something that was foreign to his home seven years ago.Silence, absolute silence, strange as it was. New to a home that used to consist of seven noisy children with a troublesome grandmother seven years ago.Nothing good was going to come out of this visit of his, he felt it in his bones.The house was basically the same, only older.It clearly had not been painted in a while and the air conditioning system was non-functional now but the television was still there.That same old 64 inches flat screen television hanging on the yellow wall at the center of everything, with a sports highlights program displaying on it's screen.When did his mum become a fan of sports? He wondered.That was his fathe
Ronald Flashes of his father’s face repeatedly ran through his brain. The picture was similar , Dr Grant, on the white glass floor tiles with his hands clutched to his stomach trying to hold back some severe bleeding!He grunted in pain as he lay there helplessly. It was evident that he was trying hard to Stay conscious. “Dr Grant!” Ronald called as he rushed to hold the poor doctor whose eyes looked pale, like he was loosing touch with the real world. In the large room, everything was white - the bed sheets , the curtains, the floor, the lights. Only the furniture was brown, and of course, the blood stains at several points in the room, indicating Dr Grants struggles to stop the bleeding before he started falling into shock. “Dr Grant! Sir!... Stay with me! “ Ronald continued tapping his cheeks. No answer, only noisy breathing
Chinny"...madmoiselle Bouvery Rouge....?" The immigration officer repeated with a stern look into Chinny's eyes, studying her carefully for a moment.Her deep red lipstick on a no make-up face, and a red straight hair weaved around her scalp till it looked like she was wearing a red turban, long earrings, and a long pink animal-fur sweat coat with white snickers."D'ou vienez-vous? Et pour quoi?" he asked"Je vien du France pour visiter ma mère, elle as mâl." she answered non-chalantly, chewing a gum with reckless abandon." elle habite ici?""bien sûr, elle est une Nigeriane."He looked at her sternly again , before saying"bien venu madmoiselle" as he stamped her blue passport."merci beaucoup" she replied as she picked up her moderately sized bag and made for the arrivals with her heart pounding of re