Hello dearies, here is a new chapter. Hope you enjoy it. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️Warning: explicit content ahead, skip if you would be offended. ThanksCHAPTER EIGHTEEN: CHRISTODIAI knew the moment he entered the house and into our bedroom that shit was about to go down. He should have been at his work pace doing whatever he was suppose to be doing but he was here looking at me like a hungry beast and I, a juicy piece of steak.It did make me feel that he still desired me because I was still in my PJ’s and there was nothing sexy about what I was wearing. That aside, I didn’t know what to do and how I was supposed to behave. Should I keep pretending that I don’t want him and that I’m still mad at him or I should I give in and enjoy what I have been missing and dreaming for a long time?I had made the three of us breakfast in the morning and we had all sat down and ate. Bright’s driver took him to school even though I wanted to be the one to do it, he refused. He h
I hope you enjoy. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER NINETEENKWAME AGYAPONGIt’s been two months since I brought Christodia back and everything has been working out fine between us. We are all happy and everything is good between us. My parents even came by when I informed them of her return and they met Bright. They bonded nicely. That little guy is a bundle of joy. It is near impossible not to like him. my father promised him to send him to any country of his choice for a vacation the moment he called him grandpa. Ever since my parents met him, they have been sending gifts every week. His room right now is too crowded and I had to talk to them to stop. They agreed with the condition that he spends his vacations with them. Of course, we reluctantly agreed so as to bring an end to this madness.With peace and love finally settling in our little family, I didn’t know how to approach the topic of Christodia’s father. I once asked her if she wanted to visit her fathe
Happy reading. I hope you enjoy this one. 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘*******************************CHAPTER TWENTY: CHRISTODIAKwame Agyapong has been pestering me about my dad and I's issue for a while now that I have been back. I seriously and truthfully don’t want to see my dad. Thinking about him gives me a headache because I keep having conflicting feelings. He indeed made me feel less than a human by giving me away to pay a debt but I can’t deny the fact that through his cruel way, I have a family of my own. I might not like the circumstances leading to that but I don’t hate the results. I have a very possessive and loving husband and a wonderful kid. I love both and I won’t exchange them for anything. For that reason, I forgive him but I’m not ready to face him. I was finally enjoying my life with Kwame Agyapong and I didn’t want to think about any other thing that would give me stress.I was sipping some expensive wine when Kwame approached me. He took my glass from me a
Sorry for the long wait. Anyway, Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️❤️CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: KWAME AGYAPONGI planning a huge and grand wedding much to Christodia’s disapproval. She wants a small type of wedding with only our family members but I want the exact opposite. I want the one that will be on the headlines for years to come. A wedding people won’t get tired of talking about. A type of wedding that new couples will compare theirs to. A wedding that will set the lead or a trend for others to look upon and follow suit. That is the one I’m going in for. They say a wedding is the single most important moment in a lady’s life but it is similarly an important moment in a guy’s life so I’m going to make it huge. Because I, Kwame Agyapong, deserve nothing less.As part of my plan, I visited Christodia’s dad with Bright and his condition was heartbreaking. He had type three diabetes and he was having it worse. His legs were totally paralyzed and he also was bleeding from his rectum making
Sorry for the long wait. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOCHRISTODIAIf someone had said that my wedding day was going to be like this, I would have cursed the person with every evil curse on earth. Notwithstanding, it turned out to be so. It was the exact opposite of what every bride wants on her wedding day.I wasn’t a happy bride on my wedding day. From the day I saw my dad on his sick bed, I have been crying constantly. I was sad every day. When Kwame Agyapong suggested we have the wedding sooner I didn’t object to it because it had been my dream to have my father walk me down the isle. I just thank God a wedding planner took care of everything because I was in no mood to plan a wedding. My own wedding, how ironic. I am just glad my father and I were able to get over everything that had happened. We did some catching up even though I did all the talking while he just looked at me with a permanent smile on his face. I forgave him before he even apologized. Life is
Thanks to everyone for walking with me through this story. I never thought of writing a novel but after putting down some nasty fantasy I had in mind, in writing, I was like hey, this could be a story and I did it. Thank you all. The reads and votes kept me going and I appreciate them a lot. Even with English not being my first language and knowing it is not without mistakes, you still read it. Also, with this being my first book, I grateful with the number of reads and votes so far. Thanks for the support. I think I can call myself a writer now ☺️😸. So, till we meet in my next book, stay blessed.**********The next is the new book I'm working on. I hope you like it. It's titled Make Me Hate you. It is a whole new book totally has no connection with the previous one. I'm posting the first twelve chapters here and when it's ready, I will post the entire book. let me know your views on it.Thank you 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞
TINA I had never liked the idea of marriage. To me marriage was just a painful and suffocation journey one must never choose to embark on. I mean why on earth do I need a man? A man was just there to add more burden to a woman's life. I had my own work; a three-star restaurant. I bought the place myself and had made my restaurant well known all over in Kumasi so I really didn't see why a successful woman like me should get married. I buy my own food and clothes and do not see the sense in marrying and then taking care of a full-grown man like a baby. Cooking for him, washing his clothes and taking care of a house that belonged to him. What was the essence in that?It was a total waste of time. The point was and had always been that, marriage was a burdensome and unnecessary procedure and don't let me start with children. Those little creatures that come into existence only to torment your life.When they come into the picture then you are done for. The cravings, mood swings and painf
MICHEALI hated marriages and I simply did not see the need for it. I was a successful business man with a stable income and a nice house and car. Bringing a woman into this peaceful and nice picture meant trouble. I truly did not see the need to marry. I knew I would one day get married because my family and society expected that from me but I would like to do it in my own time. Was it a sin to be thirty-six and not married? I don't need a woman.I had entered into relationships with quite a number of women and it was all the same thing. What they needed was money. They come into your life to spend your money and nothing else. There was a time in my late twenties when I wanted to settle down but I realized the lady I was planning on settling down with just wanted a wedding and nothing else. She wasn't in it for love like I was. No, she just saw a successful young man who could give her the kind of big wedding she dreamt of. Something to boast to her friends about and make them jeal