🍊SLEEP WITH MY HUSBAND🍊
By Rejoice J.
Chapter Eleven
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-DESIRE-
Opening the door, I let out a broad smile at Remi… or should I call him Frank?
He held a gift bag in his right hand and a red wine in the other just like he told me he was bringing, although he didn’t tell me he was bringing a gift bag as well.
“May I come in?” he asked with his usual sweet smile which doesn’t move me anymore.
“Ofcourse,” I said and moved out of the way for him to come in.
We could have gone to the hotel’s bar or other places in the hotel but he chose to come to my room for a drink. Hmm.
‘I could have said no, but now that I’ve found out that he’s here on a mission, I have to do whatever I can to find out what the mission is’
I closed the door and when I turned, what I wasn’t expecting happened.
He hugged me.
Okay? What’s the hug for?
“I’ve missed you,” he said.
Hmm such a good actor.
‘You’ll be saying something else soon when I find out why you followed me to Abuja and introduced yourself as Remi instead of Frank and cousin to Lora’
“That sound like you really did,” I said.
He withdrew the hug.
“Yeah I did.. I didn’t see you all through the twenty four hours of yesterday so I really did and I’m ready to hear the fun you had yesterday without me, don’t skip anything because the wine is going to last a bit longer,” he said and raised the bottle of wine to my face.
I chuckled, “Hmm don’t tell me you’re trying to be a gossip.”
“Yea.. because I just graduated from the Gossip university last night,” he teased back.
“Then let’s see if you graduated without a malpractice,” I said.
“I can’t wait to show you my skill… and… I would say your room is way better and prettier than mine,” he said.
I chuckled, “How?”
“I love the curtains,” he said.
“Maybe I should tell the hotel to swap yours with mine then,” I teased.
He smiled, “That won’t be a bad idea.”
“Sure it won’t,” I smiled back.
“Here.. I got you something,” he stretched the white gift bag to me.
“Ohh wow..”
I took the bag, opened it to see a rose flower🌹inside.
I chuckled within.
‘I don’t know exactly what Lora and this guy planned to do to me, but he’s quite good at his fake romantic person. I would have been falling sheepishly for him right now if I didn’t know the truth by now… Obviously what he want me to do – fall for him, but unfortunately for him, I’ve gotten smarter, thanks to Eric Wilfred’
Smiling, I took the Rose out.
“Aww this is pretty. I love roses,” I said.
“It smells nice too,” he said.
I brought the rose close to my nose and yeah, it smelt nice.
“It does,” I said.
Well ofcourse roses smell nice.
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Few minutes later, I watched him open the wine and pour into our glasses, and I began to wonder what Lora sent this guy to do to me.
Could it really be what Eric Wilfred predicted?
.
“And what could that be?” I had asked him.
That was an hour after he asked if I needed his help.
“What brought you to Abuja?” he asked me.
What? I raised my brows at him ’cause I wasn’t expecting such question.
Why would he ask me that when he knows everything. Infact he knew them even before I came.
“Desire, maybe the same thing you came here to do to me is what Lora and her cousin want to do to you,” he said.
My senses got to work immediately and I was left in shock when I realized what he meant.
“You mean Lora sent her cousin to… sleep with me and… take.. a video of it?” I gasped.
“Not hundred percent sure, but the blackma!l that works faster is nud£ photos or s£x tapes and people use it this days, just like Tana wanted to use it to end our marriage because she knew a ‘caught red-handed’ video will work faster for her,” he said.
“What…what the.. Lora? Lora is planning to blackma!l me? Why?”
“If I’m right about the blackma!l, then there’s only one thing she want from you and that is the five million naira that Tana was going to pay you…”
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“So… let’s cheer to seeing each other after a whole day, and to the lovely gossip that’s about to start,” Frank said and raised his glass of wine.
“Oh sure..” I smiled and raised mine.
Seconds later, I was sipping the glass of wine, yes because I have nothing to worry about the wine for now.
According to Eric Wilfred, s£x might not be his only plan, using other means to get it might be and one of them is getting me drunk or drugging me.
‘If his strategy is getting me drunk, then he wouldn’t have come here with just a bottle of a low alcoholic wine. Maybe.. it’s drugging me, but that also is impossible because he’s having the drink too’
Then I paused when it hit me.
‘Someone who takes drugs will have no worries on drinking a drugged wine, right?
My heart skipped immediately.
I looked at my glass of wine and could detect nothing, and also I wasn’t feeling any reaction.
Does this mean he didn’t drug it, or maybe his strategy isn’t drugging me or getting me drunk?
“Are you okay?” I heard him ask and I took my eyes off my glass of wine, to him.
His gaze was fixed on me.
“Yes.. I am,” I said.
“You’ve been staring at the wine,” he said.
“Oh.. yeah…” I faked a smile “…that’s because I’m inlove with the taste of the wine. It’s different. This is my favourite from now on really.”
He smiled, “It’s one of my favourite too. I knew you’ll like it.”
“Serioudly I do..” I said.
“So tell me… about yesterday. Is she your childhood friend?” he asked.
Time to lie.
“Oh… ye..yes. Her name is Ifeoma. We were good friends then in junior secondary but parted ways when sh–” I was interrupted by the ringing of my phone which was on the bed.
“Excuse me,” I told him and went for it, only to find out that it’s no one else but Lora.
Lora?
Lora is calling me at this moment? Why? Isn’t she aware that he’s with me? And why is she calling me on my main line?
Then I remembered.
The iphone is on silence and hidden somewhere in the room at the moment. She must have called a numerous times on the iphone and then had no choice than to call this one.
‘But why now that her cousin is in my room?’
I wondered if I should pick it or not.
“It’s fine, pick your call,” Frank said, like he read my mind or maybe he noticed I’ve been deliberating whether to pick it or not.
“Yeah.. I have to.. Excuse me for a minute,” I said, went into the bathroom and picked the call.
“Hello Lora,” I spoke first.
“Desire where the hĕll did you keep your iphone. I’ve called you there like five times,” she said, sounding pissed.
“Sorry.. I actually had it on Mute earlier this afternoon to get some sleep. I forgot to switch it back to Sound,” I lied.
‘Well part of it isn’t a lie because the phone’s on Mute’
“So.. are you really meeting Eric again tonight?” she asked.
‘Wait.. is that why she’s been calling?’
“Yeahhh.. he told me to knock on his door by eight,” I said.
“Alright.. Maybe you could tell him to add some more money to the 1m so you can add more to that my own. He has the money,” she said.
I chuckled, “Loraaa.. you too like money haba.”
“Who no like money. I need money to refurnish my shop and boost my business abeg. Just tell him.. no fall my hand o. Remember I’m keeping your little secret for you,” she said.
Now that last part is a cheap blackma!l.
“I don hear,” I said.
“I’ll call you later.. on your iPhone.”
“Okay..”
The call ended and I scoffed out.
‘Now that she just mentioned the one million naira, I’m starting to think she want, not only the five million but also the one million na!ra too, so she’s trying to increase the money.
‘Bast*rd!’
I left the bathroom and made my way back to the room but something just felt odd that got me thinking hard and fast.
Then it hit me.
‘If Frank want to drug me with a wine he opened right in front of me, then he need to put it while I’m absent and that is what he’s been waiting for…. my absence, which means he has the substance with him.
Maybe he could have gotten my absence sooner or later because I might need to go to the bathroom to ease myself, answer a knock on the door, get distracted somehow or leave to answer the landline or a phone call.
A phone call.
Lora’s phone call!
‘Oh sh!t!’
She must have called me to make me leave so he could drug me, or I’m I believing Eric Wilfred too much?
I glanced at the place I hid the iphone.
‘There’s only one way to find out. The phone is the only way I would know if he drugged the wine or not, because right before I opened the door for him, I hide the iphone with the camera in a good position and with the video recording on.
‘I need to check the video’
From where he sat, I could take the phone without him seeing me do that because he’ll only be able to see my back.
Without a second thought, I made my way to the phone.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
I smiled, “Yeah.. It was my friend.”
“Ifeoma?”
I knew I can’t lie about the caller, that would make him become suspicious.
“Not really. Just another friend. She called to know how i’m doing,” I said and just then, I got to the phone, hidden behind four piles of books. I hid it perfectly so he would never notice.
“You love reading?” he asked.
He must have seen the books, but not the tip of the phone behind them, probably because he has a more important mission to accomplish than noticing the tiniest things in the room.
“Yes.. I love reading sometimes,” I said.
I picked the first book, opened it, then I slowly took out the phone and placed it on top the right page of the opened book.
“I love reading as well.. just that mine isn’t the books, but the palette and canvas. Reading takes… you into your world of imagination.. just like painting,” he said.
“Yeah.. you’re right..” I said.
‘Is he even a artiste?’
I saved the video first, and then tapped on ‘Play’ ▶️ .
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TBC
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