About a month later when my mum was about to be healed from almost a traumatized condition our doorbell rang.'I will get it,' I said and I was about to leave for the door when my mum stopped me. 'Don't worry, Junior. I will get the door myself, please go to your room,' she said.'Hello, Mrs. Charles. How are you doing? I have missed your family a lot. You have turned down all my invitations. However, since the mountain has refused to come to me, I have resolved to go to the mountain.'I recognized the voice, it was Mr. Robert Griffin's voice. I carefully opened my door and hid behind a chair in the sitting room facing the door directly, and I could see my mum's opened mouth and the widening of the length of her eyes moping out Mr. Robert Griffin. 'Where is my little angel? I have missed her a lot. You have refused to bring her to me. You see, I brought lots of gifts for her,' he said as he almost forced himself into our sitting room through the door.His question snapped my mum out o
"Sheriff I told you to bet on Chelsea but you wouldn't listen to me, and as you can see, the first half had ended with Chelsea leading Manchester United 1-0," the bar attendant said."I am confident that Manchester United will come from behind to win this match. The boys are used to comebacks. Chelsea does not have what it takes to win against Man City. Besides, the penalty that the referee decided in their favor was not a penalty offense at all. Didn't you watch the first half? The two goals Man City scored were ruled out as offside. Watch and see, the boys will play the second half with resilience. This game will end with Chelsea 1 and Man City 3.I will definitely cash out today, my money is not going down the lane. I trust my boys," the Sheriff replied and carried his cup of drink, and took a sip."I agree with Sheriff. Man City are on form this season, they have won five matches in a stretch. Many times, they have come from 2-0 down to win their match. I believe that Chelsea is n
In the police headquarters of all the police stations in the New City district of the state, Sheriff Stone Stanley, well-kitted in his sheriff uniform, elegant, tall, young, and average muscular, walked into the long horizontal Hall heading directly to the lane that leads to offices. All the police officers stood unconsciously looking at him while he walked in like one viewed in a slow-motion manner.So many different thoughts flowed in the minds of the officers there. Some admired his look, and those who did not know who he was wondered who he could be. Others wondered if he would be the change that the police department of the New City needed, or will he also take the same lane as other sheriffs that had come to the New City. With him were three men in suits, two white and one black. A look at the men in suits tells that they are from the National Police Headquarters."Gather around, people!" One of the men in suits said as they got to the middle of the long horizontal hall. "We ha
Copyright ©️ 2022 Pastor Nwoko S. IkechukwuAll right reserved Apart from citations for research works and other official references, no part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieved system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission from the author.DedicationThis book is dedicated to God and to my beloved wife Nwoko Obusor Stella (My Joy), and my three kids, to the glory of God. Acknowledgment I acknowledge all my readers, lovers of books, and all my friends and loved ones.PrefaceThe story of a strong, influential, and well-respected man in society, who has sex as his weak point. He was carried away by the touch of young girls till he got lost. His wife after years of being angry with his sexual habit resolved to save him with the same thing he loves most, which is also his weak point- sex. Later she realized that she did not just save her home and marriage, but also
I met my husband in the Church, in the youth department when we were single. His zeal and love for God made me love him and pick interest in him. I started having a crush on him without him knowing about it. I love it whenever he was to preach or conduct prayers or the day he was the leader of the service in the youth ministry. This likeness and excitement in my heart whenever he is leading the service or preaching was not just because I loved and had a crush on him, but it was more of his excellent ways of doing them. He is such an eloquent speaker, he outlined his points and made his speech very easy to understand. Any time he preached, there are lots of creative teachings that must give one new idea, great relief, strength to carry on, and determination to make peace with God and man and live rightly.I was very beautiful, and popular in the youth ministry, mostly because of my beauty. I was also committed to the Church activities, contributing to the youth ministry project, in fac
As strong, committed, and spiritual as my husband, Solomon was as a vibrant youth, he had a weak point, which no one knew until later. His weak point was women and sex. He knew this and avoided women all through his youthful age to avoid falling into the act of fornication. Most people misunderstood him, especially ladies who wanted him, especially as a husband or had a crush on him. He was seen as anti-female. But I liked him more because I thought he wasn't the sex-loving type of person just like me. He was also not rich in terms of money, this was the reason most ladies in the Church never showed their interest in starting a relationship with him. Just like me, I never knew that he loved me too, not just because of my beauty, fame, or my parents' well-to-do, but because of my character and lifestyle. But he was afraid to approach me, he never knew if I would insult him, reject him or accept him. But after much self-struggle, he approached me at the end of the youth service program w
After our honeymoon experience which lasted for a week, my husband came to love sex so deeply. He comes for it, asks for it, and desires it now and then. To me, it became what he thinks and dreams of. It became his primary concern and objective. This made me start hating him, disrespecting him, and devaluing him. In addition to the fact that I was not a sex-loving person, my hatred for my husband because of his love and demand for sex made me feel rebarbative of our marital sex life. This made our sex unromantic. I hardly allow him to sleep with me, except for procreation or when I resolved to pity him, however, I would just lie down like wood for him and refused his kisses, and touches, 'Just sex and get out of my body,' I often told him. My hatred for him made me consider what he is not doing for me more than the ones he does. I believed that by treating him harshly he would come back to his sense and change his likeness for sex. Also, I believed that if I allowed my husband to have
My husband, even though he was the Assistant General Overseer of our Church, saw no need of hiring a secretary. This was because lots of young people loved him so much and were ready to sweep and clean his office or run an errand for him at all times. But among so many girls who showed interest to clean his office and run errands for him, he accepted only five. Two teenagers over seventeen years and three youths. He considered them honest, decent, and respectful. They knew my husband to always be happy, smart, and ever motivated, with his words of wisdom, great courage, and uplifting. However, as our disagreement gets intense, he always looks worried in the office, always thinking and being outside-minded. Each time any of these girls came into his office to clean it, they saw him looking very worried. Sometimes sleeping in broad daylight, or lost in deep thought. Several times they need to touch him after they have called him for a long time before he would come back to himself. They