I confronted him the last time I went to his house, and I was lucky to
have left his house with my life. He was terribly angry, and so I knew
he was hiding something.
That further confirmed my suspicions. He gave me one dirty slap, that
Kunle could not help but notice the blood still receding from the spot
where he hit me.
The fool was still so bold to be calling my friend in my presence all
night before I convinced myself to sleep on the sofa till the next
morning before running off to work. My friends kept asking me about
what happened to my face in the office. I told them I hit my face on
something in my kitchen.
Apparently, none of them would believe that Emeka could do such. He
pretended quite well but showed me his true colour that day. So I will
rather not fight with my friend, but quietly step away and allow her
to enjoy him till he decides to show her the side he showed. I have
convinced myself that they will get to that point when he is tired of
her. He always to me that I was the best he's ever had. So, right now,
Kunle seems to be a good getaway for me.
Kunle's walkie-talkie brought me back from passion dreamland. The
captain was needs his presence. He pulled back and got off me
unwillingly to respond to the call. He had no option. I was left
hanging… craving his d!ck. He promised to be back shortly. It was
already 1am in the morning.
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