š·SLEEP WITH MY HUSBANDš·
By Rejoice J.
Chapter 23&24
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By the time the video ended, I was in a terr!fying shock. What I saw in the video has left me speechless and with a nauseous feeling.
Right now, I didn’t even know what to say or how to start.. how to start asking the f@ke guy over there what he poured into my glass of wine and why he did it.
He was right.. Eric Wilfred was right. This isn’t a dream, he was right that I’m about to fall into a blackma!l.
‘How did he know so much?’
He saved me. I could have taken that wine already if not for him.
The f00l had taken out the small white powdery subst@nce from his pocket seconds after I left to the bathroom, emptied it all into my wine and put the nylon back into his pocket.
I needed no one to tell me that it was a h@rd dr*g, and now he must be waiting impatiently for me to gulp it down my system and sleep off in few minutes time, so he could str!p me nakĀ£d and take photos of me.
Son of a b!tch!
Lora!
How could Lora do this to me?
“They say reading over a glass of wine is the best feeling ever,” he said.
‘Wine? Oh the one you are desperate for me to drink right?’
“You shouldn’t stand there to read, get over here, the wine’s wasting,” he said.
‘Ofcourse it will, you bast@rd. Maybe I should enjoy a little play first’
“I know right?” I said, turned my head towards him and gave him a smile.
“Right. We should read together,” he smiled back.
‘Aww… Mr. romantic, you must think I’m a f00l’
I dropped the phone on the table, grabbed a wine glass from the mini-kitchen and walked back to the seat.
I’ve seen what I needed to see.
“Why another glass cup?” he asked on seeing the wine glass.
I smiled, “I.. just feel like drinking from another cup.”
“Why?” he asked.
“Well..” I crossed my legs, dropped the glass cup on the table, took the bottle of wine and poured into the glass cup, “…because I’ve done that before and it felt awesome.”
“Really..” he said f@king a smile while I could detect anger mixed with worry on his face.
“Yeahh.. you can try it too,” I said and took a sip.
“Mm interesting. I really want to try it too, but why don’t you finish the wine in the first cup first, then you can move to that one.” he said, then chuckled, “…Remember our parents doesn’t want us wasting foods and drinks.”
I smiled, ‘Oh you $ly, you really think I’ll take that dÅĆ¹gged wine? No, I’m about to kick your a$s instead’
“Nah.. it’s more interesting when you have a left over wine in another cup while you sip from another. The sight… is one in a mill!on. We’ll apologise to our parents later. Come on, join me,” I said and sipped my wine with my eyes on him.
I need him to react, to ponder on my sudden action, to wonder why I don’t want to take that glass of wine anymore. I want to see him try to make me have the wine.
“Come on, I know you’re joking. Don’t waste that wine.. I don’t like drinks being wasted especially my favourite wine,” he said.
Okay, now he’s starting to try.
I shrugged, “If you don’t want the wine wasted, then you can have it.”
He raised his brows at me. Clearly he didn’t expect me to say that, and he looked quite shocked.
Then he chuckled and asked, “Seriously?”
“Yeah..”
I was starting to get impatient, but I tried my best to stay calm and see where this conversation will reach.
But for minutes, the questions and answers kept rotating and rotating without going to another direction and my patience was only three percent left.
I was ready to stop the boring play and was about shove the video to his face, when he finally dropped a reasonable question.
“Wait a second… is this what I’m thinking?”
“What are you thinking?” I asked him.
It took him seconds before he asked.
“That you don’t trust me?”
I smiled and relaxed more on the sofa.
‘Now it’s getting more interesting’
“Why do you think I don’t?” I asked.
“You think I did something to your drink?” he asked, sounding shocked.
I chuckled, “Why would I think that, is there a reason for me to think that?”
“You should answer that question because it’s obvious you’re lying about enjoying a new glass of wine while you have another still half filled, who does that?” he said.
‘Oops.. I’ve never been a good actor. He caught me, but nothing spoiled.’
“I think I made a mistake. The question should be, Is there a reason for you to do something to my wine?” I asked him.
He scoffed, “Are you serious right now Desire? Why would I do that? Like why?”
Really?
I shrugged, “Maybe Remi didn’t, but Frank did.”
The shock on his face immediately I mentioned his real name should be on the Guinness Book of Records, because I’ve never seen a shocked face trying to pretend not to be shocked like his before.
“What.. are you talking about?” he asked.
“Oh give up with the f@ke ID, Frank Okoye,” I said.
“Sh!t!” he cursā¬d under his breath.
I chuckled and dropped my glass of wine.
“What’s the substance you emptied into my glass of wine?” I asked him.
His mouth was agape for more than a minute, then he dropped his glass of wine and chuckled, “Bravo. It seems you’re smarter than I thought.”
I smiled, “Yeah.. I beat you to it, so go on, tell me… what did you empty inside my glass of wine and for what reason?”
He shrugged, “Just something you needed to take to make you feel good. Now that you’ve mentioned it, it’s not h@rmful at all, just go on and try it.”
I uncrossed my legs and bursted into laughter.
“So you..can make use of your camera right?” I asked inbetween laughter.
He adjusted on the seat.
Now he’s starting to understand how much I know.
“Since you know even my surname, you must know the rest.. so I wanna know, how did you find out because this plan was perfect?” he asked.
“Which one do you wish to know first, how I found out that you’re Frank Okoye or how I found out that you dr*gged my wine?” I asked him.
“Let’s start with the first,” he said and crossed his legs. Now relaxed and the shock gone off his face, surprisingly.
Tsk! Really?!
“Very well then,” I said, grabbed my second glass of wine and emptied it on his face.
He chuckled, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned his face.
“That wasn’t necessary,” he said.
It made me feel good.
“Last night, I was sleeping, then I had a dream..” I began, “…in that dream, God Almighty revealed to me who you really are. He said, Oh My Daughter, there is a boy who you must know who he truly is. His name is not Remi but Frank Okoye and he is a cousin to the lady who you thought is your friend, her name is Lora Okoye.”
I grabbed the dr*gged glass of wine, emptied it again on him and stood up from the chair.
“F**k!” he cursĀ£d.
I continued, “.. And He spoke to me again and said, Today, Frank Okoye will come to dr*g you with a fine wine and a flower, so he can take what he needs to blackma!l you in the nearest future.”
He chuckled while cleaning himself, “Then you should be a pr0phetess and make m0ney from your church, instead of sleeping with a married man.”
I smiled, “I’ve never slĀ£pt with a married man and I’ll never do that.”
“Oh come on Desire, we both know who you gr@ced his bed last night,” he said.
I bursted into laughter, “Ofcourse you and your partner in cr!me have no choice but to believe whatever I say. ”
He raised his brows, “What do you mean?”
“You’re not that d@ft Frank,” I said, walked to the iphone, grabbed it, returned and played the video for him.
He watched it and realizing what it is, he took his eyes away.
“Hmm Bravo, smart girl,” he smiled.
“Now, it’s my turn to ask questions, what did you plan to do to me when your dr*g start working on me?” I asked him.
“Didn’t GĆ³d Almighty reveal it to you as well?” he asked.
I smiled, “Well, I don’t think I care to know what I know already.”
“Great. You won, can I take my leave now?” he asked.
“Call your acc0mpl!ce,” I said.
He chuckled, “Don’t worry. I’ll tell her myself.”
“If you d0n’t want to hear that your cousin is d**d, call her,” I said.
He scoffed, “Is that a th*at??”
‘I know Lora had betr@yed me, br0ke my trust for her and Ā£nded our friendship, but I have to tell her the d*ng*r that we’re both in.
“C@ll her now!” I half y*lled at him.
“Okay, fine.. I will,” he said, picked his phone and put a call to her.
“L0ud speaker,” I said and he did.
After few rings, she picked.
“Whatsup guy, why the call?” her curious voice came in.
“Babe, things don c@st o,” he said.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
I decided to come in.
“Good job Lora.. Your plan could h@ve worked,” I said.
She went mĆ¹te, obviously from the shock.
“I don’t know how she found out, but she knows every d*mn thing,” he said to her.
“Oh sh!t…oh sh!t,” I heard her c*rse under her breath seconds later.
“Lora, If you needed the m0ney so much, why didn’t you take the j0b? Why didn’t y0u at least try again, after fa!ling to get h!m on your bĀ£d the first time?” I asked her.
“Hh..how di..did you know?” she stuttered.
I chuckled, “Nothing is h!dden under the sun Lora.”
“He told you, didn’t he? Why will he tell you? How did he even know that we know each other?” she asked.
“Lora I don’t th!nk I 0we you an answer to those questions, and I have nothing much to say, but that I’m so d!sappointed in you. I trusted you and took your advice as a friend, not knowing that you are a w0lf in sheep cl0thing and you only conv!nced me to come here for your own gr*ediness. But I’m grateful to GĆ²d for coming through for me through the last person I expected to. Unfortunately for you, that m0ney will never get into your hands, not even a one percent of it, you know why..” I smiled, “…because there’ll be no such m0ney.”
“Frank! You told her!” she screamed at him.
“I said I don’t f**king know how she did! She said GĆ²d revealed it to her in a dream,” he said.
“Okay, Desire… I wasn’t planing to h@rm you in anyway, I just wanted to take what rightfully belongs to me,” she said.
“And how does it rightfully belong to you? The last time I checked, the m0ney should be mine,” I said.
“No Desire, it’s mine. I was supposed to do the job, but since I’ve fa!led before, I had no choice than to send you. Now you’ve succeeded and you think you’re smarter than evryone else.. you’re really 0ut of your m!nd,” she scoffed.
“She haven’t slĀ£pt with him,” Frank said.
“Shut up you dĆ¹|l brain!” She yĀ£lled at him.. “..you couldn’t do a simple job but you want mill!ons in your account.”
I chuckled, “While you sit there, thinking I’ve slĀ£pt with a married man and planning on how to ext0rt the m0ney from me, I hope you’re also planning on how to save yourself from getting k!lled?”
“What are you talking about?” she asked.
I smiled, “Your cl!ent who brought the job for you has paid for you and I to be k!lled,”
“Who are you talking about?” she asked curiously.
“You can ask G00gle and while doing that, prepare to hear from the pol!ce.”
“What.. pol!ce?” she asked.
“Why pol!ce?” Frank asked.
I turned to him.
“For trying to dr*g me. I have the ev!dence,” I said and raised my phone to his face.
TBC
