In Aziza’s house, Beverly waisted no time and made her move on Steve on that night. Steve was already in the bedroom laying down to sleep when she knocked. Walking to the door he came across Beverly on a sexy lingerie, an image that once drove him crazy. With her smooth skin, full breast, perfect waist and her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, Beverly was the definition of a sex appeal. “What is it Beverly?” he asked, standing at the door blocking it with no intentions of letting her in. He remembered it like it was yesterday when she cheated on him with his best friend and how she shamelessly seduced him to bed when he was drunk and came back claiming false pregnancy. While he felt obligated to protect her, he had no intentions of ever getting involved with her no matter what happens with him and Aziza. Beverly swallowed her saliva, realisin

Five days later, Asherway was still in chaos. Their president was finally detained after his flights failed to be cleared at the airport because the payments never went through. He went through a trial and was executed but the country’s funds were still not recovered. It seemed that they were drained out of the offshore account as fast as they were transferred. Other countries had offered their best specialists to assist in tracking the funds when a video of Aziza claiming to be in possessions of the funds went viral. On the video, she demanded that every corrupt government employee be fired with immediate effect. Only then would she return all the funds. The only problem now was the county had no president, it’s vice president and ministers were all in prison for stealing the reserve bank funds. The elections were only two weeks away but in the interim there was just no one officially authorised to made the decision to fire corrupt employees. While debates were going on

In Aziza’s house, Steve watched her transfer back the country’s funds. He was so relieved, Aziza was back and he could still salvage the country.  “What should I do with the other funds?” Aziza asked, her eyes glued on the computer.  “What other funds?” Steve asked, curious.  Aziza looked down, avoiding his gaze “Well, I kind of drained the former president, defence minister and acting police minister’s offshore accounts” she said, wincing anticipating his reaction.  “Az!” Steve exclaimed.  “It was stolen money, they can’t even report it missing” she responded, shrugging her shoulders.  “That does not give you the right to steal it as well” he responded

In the honeymoon suit at Jolly island, Aziza opened her eyes to a familiar scene of Steve’s loving emerald eyes staring at her. “How many times should I tell you that is so creepy, Mr President?” she asked, yawning. “I can’t help it, My First Lady is so alluring” he said mischievously pinning her under him, his manhood already erect. Aziza wanted to object, it was too early and she had not brushed her teeth but the pleasure of having him inside her, their hearts beating against each other was compared to none. She found herself opening her legs wider, surrendering herself completely to him. Steve groaned, too aroused, his climax closer than he wanted. “It’s okay Steve” Aziza said, noticing the strain in his fa

Lucy was so nervous, sweat was dripping down her face. Her son sat next to her, just as nervous but this was something they had to do in order to finally leave in peace. “Good…Good day Mr President and First Lady” Lucy stammered, unable to hide her anxiety. Aziza took in a deep breath and held on Steve’s hand. The two people in front of her looked so guilty to her. “Good morning Lucy” Steve responded calmly, his tone shocking even Aziza. “I believe you have been trying to get hold of me?” he added. Steve’s tone calmed Lucy’s nerves and gave her the courage to continue “Yes, Sir. This is my son Luke, he is an Obstetrician and Gynaecologists specialist” she said.