Dama Ace Hausa Novel Complete Novels & Stories

I tried to grin and it hurt. “Enough,” Ace said, finally holding off his dog. He was acting calmer. He was hiding his anger well. He was not as mad as I had seen in Tanzania. It was a little surprising or suspicious, considering I knew where his son was. “I’m going to ask you about Theo,” he paused, a promise in his words, “But first I need to know if Diya is a part of this. Did you convince my wife to betray me?” “What are you talking about?” I looked at him, wheezing. Filip smirked, knowing he caused the strain. I ignored him and looked at Ace.

David chuckled and went out of the room. Wunmi sat in her hotel room, reading one of the novels she got from a book store nearby. She took her phone and replied some messages on her chats and dropped the phone. She was still reading when she heard a noise from a part of the hotel, like a man was shouting at someone to open a door. She shrugged and faced her book. Not long, She heard a bang at the window. A little afraid, she stood up and carried a flower vase and stood beside the window. The window opened and a man jumped inside the room putting on only boxers.