CHAPTER TWELVE: CHRISTODIAIt's been three years since I left Kwame Agyapong's side. I made sure not to look for him or do anything that will expose my where about to him. I avoided every news that had to do with him. He could be dead for all I care. I needed to move on and keeping taps on him will not help me. In fact, it wasn't easy at first, there was this constant battle within me. I so wanted to go back to him because I have become used to having him by my side every night. Most at times, at night, I will cry for him and in the morning, I will be angry with myself for crying over him. I had my child to think of. I took it one day at a time but gradually I was able to sleep without crying. Maryrose told me about her auntie in Sandema and there is where I went to have my baby. I had a baby boy who is the splitting image of his father. Maybe he became the replica of his father because I thought so much of him during my pregnancy, but I adore my boy. I would give my life for him.

Hello guys so hare is another chapter. Sorry for the wait, I'm just experiencing writer's block right now but with the amount of attention my book is getting I had to try very hard to get the ideas following. Anyway happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER fourteen: meeting againIt was one Saturday night I met the devil I have been running away from. He really made an appearance back into my life.That was the day I had invited Jenefails out. He looked happy about it and I was also happy about it. I was all dressed that night. Nothing slutty just somewhere between simple and sexy. I was wearing a nice sleeveless short black dress that hanged my body beautifully. I had a light make up on and had a long wavy wig on. I completed it with a black strappy high heel and I was feeling good. I took him to a nice three-star restaurant around and I was confident this was going to be a good night. Even though, the probability of sex was nil, I was stilling willing to give this guy a chance. He didn't di

Updated again because I'm so awesome. Hope you are enjoying the book so far. 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘************************************CHAPTER SIXTEEN: ChristodiaI thought the first thing Kwame Agyapong was going to do when we got back to the house was to take me to bed against my will. Something I wouldn’t have been surprised about but he didn’t. He indeed took me to bed since it was still early but he didn’t do anything further than holding me through out the night. I mean the Kwame Agyapong I know and the Kwame Agyapong I was seeing now were two different men. And it wasn’t that I was disappointed even though thoughts like he wasn’t into me anymore some how managed to keep me up. I mean I should be glad right? I was angry at him and I was angry at myself. Bright was put in another room. it was a surprise for me. I didn’t know he had already prepared a room for him. Much bigger than I could have been able to afford. He decorated the room in a traditional color of blue and whi

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

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