My Heartless Lover

Hello there, I hope you enjoy this one.CHAPTER TWO"Hello…""Maryrose, he knows my name." I cried into the phone.My friend Maryrose, was against this from the start. I knew it was a stupid idea but I loved the idea, I mean, at first, I did."What? Okay, calm down Chris and stop crying. Where are you right now? I will come get you." She sounded worried and I was glad I had a friend like her."I'm at the parking lot." Seriously speaking, I was scared."I will be right there, baby girl." She disconnected the line and I hid behind a jeep.I was really regretting what I did, something I told myself or let me say assured myself I will never do after tonight. He mentioning my name means he knows me. When we started dancing on the dance floor, I remember he asked my name and I told him it was not important and he laughed it off. So how come? How come? How?"Christodia? Chris? Chris?""Over here" I answered. My heavy makeup that was supposed to hid my identity was now smeared. It was mayb

WHERE TO LOVE?After getting to the Agyapong's villa, I got to know through a lot of difficulties and a little bit of bribery to the workers there that Mr. Agyapong has left the country with his beloved wife to celebrate his retirement in South Africa. I cursed my luck and headed home.I have to think of something to save myself and my family but nothing was coming up.Frustrated, I went back to the apartment I share with my friend Maryrose. I believed she might be able to give me an idea. So, back to the arms of Maryrose.As I neared the apartment, I spotted two guys dressed in dark suits, it reminded me of the movie Men in Black. They were looking intimidating like the previous guys at my father's house. Before I could put two and two together, they had already surrounded me. And then it hit me, they were the same guys I saw at my father's house.It is times like this that you need the a miracle or a spell to hide, but we all know, those never happens.I was actually trapped with

CHAPTER SIX:EMPRESSI watched as a young girl of about nineteen walked into my office. It wasn't really an office more of a bedroom but I like calling it that. She didn't look confident in what she about to do but I would take care of that soon. I knew why she was here and why she was fidgeting with her clothes."Do you want a drink?" I asked, like the lady I am(not)."No, please," said the girl. She looked a little bit scared though she had a determined look on her pretty face. She was so young and I knew the perverted men I work with would pounce on her the moment they see her. I had no idea why these grown ass men loved having girls half their age. Some of these girls could even be their granddaughters.The answer she gave was a wrong answer. I went over to her slowly, like a lion stalking its prey. And I loved that scarred look she gave me even though she was trying to look brave.I have no time to sympathies with the likes like her. I have seen a lot of her type. All they want

Please keep the votes coming. ❤️❤️❤️Seducing a man is not difficulty. With my body and seductive nature, there hasn't been a man that has ever refused me and there won't ever be one. Because look at me, I'm the epitome of beauty, many women wish to have my body and the men go crazy over me. But tonight, the one I have my eyes on is a woman. A beautiful, influential and wealthy woman who is a married woman. Her name is Vivian, Vivian Forkuo. Seducing a woman is not new to me so I know I will succeed especially because the husband is a business man who doesn't have time for her. If a man approaches her, she will put her guard up but if a woman does, she might lower her guard and I needed it lowered.I watched like a hawk since I entered this party house. I was biding my time and when I knew the time was right, I approached her when she was alone. She was on a balcony drinking wine all alone. She was wearing a nice red dress that accentuated her curves perfectly. But, even her back hun

Please vote. And a big thank you to everyone for reading. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER TEN ChristodiaI have been living with this guy for five months, and I think I'm I am in love with my captor. No, it is just Stockholm syndrome. I seem to wait anxiously for his return every day. And whenever I see his face, I get excited for no reason. Whenever I remember our love makings, I seem to feel a tingling feeling in my stomach. I hate myself for this but I really look forward to his love making every time he is near. I guess it is because he is excellent in that departure.'Christodia, you are crazy'. This is what has become my marathon whenever I giggle like a teenager who is in love. This happens when I think of him and as a result I smile when I see him. I have tried to stop myself from feeling anything for him but I have failed miserably. I hate myself that I no longer what to escape from him. In fact, I wish to be near him every time. I need time to get away and get my thought