AMA POV Hate. Pure hate was what I felt for Femi.  

Femi POV She was perfect. As we watched the musical, I could see the awe on her face as she gave it her undivided attention. I on the other hand, gave her mine. I couldn't look away. If someone asked me what was happening in the play, I would have

Ama POV"Radike, Radike!!" I called out as I stepped into my house. It was awfully quiet which was odd. Saturday nights always had Radike playing loud music and dancing round the house but it was oddly serene and it didn't feel right."Raddy, where are you?" I quickly locked the door and made my way to her room. I opened the door and saw her curled up in her bed. She was asleep, so slowly and quietly moved to close the door but stopped when I heard whimpers. It sounded like she was crying. I immediately rushed and sat beside her. She was facing the wall."Raddy?" I called again to make sure I wasn't hearing things. I heard it again and this time it sounded more like a sob. I touched her."Ama" she sobbed out."Radike please sit up and tell me what's wrong" I said quietly. It broke my heart to see her cry. She was the strongest person I know and to see her like this was completely foreign to me.She sat up and the sight of her face broke my heart even further "what's wrong?""Uche came

Ama POV Femi hovered over me, peppering kisses all over my neck and chest. My shirt was half open and he had taken of his shirt. My need for him was blinding with his incessant growling telling me that he needed me too. He claimed my mouth again i

Ama POVA week later... "How's your new workplace?." I asked Radike as we spoke on the phone. She now worked in Kola's wing and so far she always told me that she never met him.