Aku Bego Novels & Stories

Authors Note. Please, *Agbero* means tout ATM or Atm card means credit card. And this was more of a filler chapter, next chapter would be more eventful I promise Thank you

Serena whispered fearfully. But he was already walking away. “Where are you going?” her father demanded. Julian stopped at the doorway for only a second. Then he answered quietly without turning back. “To find Sophie.”

My phone had been on silent all along. I stood up to leave the ward, then a message notification popped up. From Aurelia. [There is a problem at the hotel. Annalise, come back fast!]

We'd been living in a villa in Damian's name, a wedding gift from the Don, title deeds in his name. Everything I owned? Nothing. A mob wife's entire estate was her husband's protection, and that protection had slowly become a blade. I laughed at myself, quietly. The sky was getting dark. The rain came back. There was a bus stop across the street. The light turned green and I ran for it, hand over my head. Then a set of headlights cut through the dark and a horn blared: a black SUV, no plates, windows blacked out. I turned my head toward it.

And immediately Agu pulled off his boxers revealing his gbola. And then gently he slide his gbola into the entrance of her kpakus. “Am sorry, babe it's gonna hurt a little.” He said. “Go on in already.” Greater Uttered. Just then Agu thrust in gently, breaking Greater's hymens.. Greater whisk in paiñ. Agu stood, and looks worriedly at Greater. “Are you okay Princess.” Agu asked. “Am fine, continue please.” Agu thrust in again without holding back. and began riding on her gently and slowly.

Nathaniel, growing irritated, added, “Sylvia, even if you’re doing this just to provoke me, bringing in a beggar as your stand-in is ridiculous. Do you really think this is funny?” Bennett’s brows furrowed as he glanced down at himself. He had been in a car accident on the way and had crawled under a vehicle to rescue an elderly woman, which explained his disheveled clothes and dirt-covered appearance. But to be mistaken for a beggar? That was pushing it. He didn’t bother to explain. Instead, he raised his eyes to his bride. She was elegant and graceful, with a beauty that needed no embellishment. As for her character? That remained to be seen.

Focus Chester, focus ! Bogo sipda (Miss you) Ireohge malhanikka deo bogo sipda (Saying this makes me miss you even more) Neohui sajineul (Miss you) Bogo isseodo bogo sipda (Even though I’m looking at your photo) Neomu yasokhan sigan, Naneun uriga mipda (Time’s so cruel, I hate us) Ijen eolgul han beon boneun geosdo

Let Me “Where are we exactly here in Benguet?” I asked since I really don’t have any idea where are we “Paoay, Atok” East Answered To be honest I am not familiar in Benguet. I visited a lot of places but none in my own country. “This is my first time here” I said in a small voice “Then that is great. It wasn’t our first time here but Atok will always be the best! Even though it is far it is worth it to be here” East commented

“I wanna ask something.” “Don’t make it too complicated to answer,” she said giving me a worried expression. “Don’t worry, it’s just simple.” “Okay, spill.” “What kind of a being is Angelo?”

When I opened it, an employee from an auction house stood there, holding an exquisite gift box, smiling obsequiously. “You must be Mr. Hudson’s partner. This is the bracelet Mr. Hudson purchased for you at a recent auction. Please try it on.” I froze where I stood. What was this supposed to be? A breakup gift? The people around us hadn’t heard what the employee said clearly. However, they recognized the logo on the gift box and immediately began whispering among themselves. “That’s Bvlgari. Even the cheapest one costs over thirty thousand dollars!” “No wonder Sophie is quitting. She found herself a rich man!”