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The Reaper's loot - Episode 17 She suddenly heard a loud banging coming from upstairs. She had gotten tired of staying indoor and therefore had decided to stroll around the compound in order to stretch her legs a little bit. She thought it was her mind playing tricks on her but when she heard the banging again and saw the gateman straining his neck towards the house too, she hurriedly went inside, locked the door so no one was able to get in- her husband had gone to work so she was the only one at home with the gateman. She took the stairs two at a time as she bounded for the room she knew the banging was coming from after getting the keys from her own room. She pushed the door open after unlocking it, stepped in and quickly locked the door again behind her. She saw Nneka walking around in a zombie-like trance. She was coming to her senses little by little and therefore had started feeling suffocated inside the room coupled with the discomfort of being pregnant. Mmesoma:

 (EPISODE 16) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! As she stepped into the corridor on her way to the room to get her ringing phone, she saw her husband standing transfixed in front of the room she had the girl hidden in. at first fear gripped her heart but knowing he would confess when she asks him, she relaxed and walked over to him looking as displeased as she really was. Mmesoma: “What are you doing here Charles?” she asked with her brows furrowed in a disapproving scowl. Charles: “Erm…erm…” Mmesoma: “Erm erm what? I said what are you doing here? Do you know how angry and sad it makes me when I ask you not to do something and you end up doing it? Your disobedience to my orders is getting out of hand and I will not have that any longer. Now tell me the truth since you know that would make me happy” Charles: “Yes it will make you happy, I want to make you happy” he gibbered. Mmesoma: “Will you talk now or not?” she yelled louder. Charles: “I didn’t like that yo

 (EPISODE 15) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! They kept kissing under the shower, gurgling water noisily as their tongues teased and sort for m. He had never felt like that for a long time, knowing it was Bola in his arms again made all the hunger he had kept at bay come to the surface and he intensified their passionate kiss with hands roaming and squeezing her breast, teasing her nipples and finding their way to her buttocks. He broke away from her to look into her eyes, to tell her all the stuffs he had never told her before- stuffs he had wanted to tell her on several occasions but had kept it in his heart instead, putting up a font to depict disinterest in her. Ifeoluwa: “Angela!” he groaned loudly “What are you doing here?” he asked as he took some steps away from her. Angela: “I only came to check what was taking you so long in the shower when you drew me closer and started kissing me. please just kiss me for now, I am so dying to have you do even more to m

EPISODE 14) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! Angela: “I swear I did nothing to her. Those might just be allergies of some sort or baby rashes. Please believe me. You are hurting me” she cursed under her breath as he pulled harder at her hair. Ifeoluwa: “I think I made a mistake leaving my baby with you. You have done your best so far and I am grateful. It’s high time you left my house” he still wasn’t convinced it was any of the things she said it was. Angela: “So you want to send me out of your house after all I have done for you? You know I have come to take Boluwatife as my own daughter, I have come to love her as mine and you want to snatch her away from me over something I know nothing about? Do you know what that would do to me? I don’t even have a job any longer. That is how much I have sacrificed for her. Now tell me how on earth will I want to hurt her?” tears drizzled down her face freely as she gave her speech. A speech which melted his heart instantly.

Angela: “I swear I did nothing to her. Those might just be allergies of some sort or baby rashes. Please believe me. You are hurting me” she cursed under her breath as he pulled harder at her hair. Ifeoluwa: “I think I made a mistake leaving my baby with you. You have done your best so far and I am grateful. It’s high time you left my house” he still wasn’t convinced it was any of the things she said it was. Angela: “So you want to send me out of your house after all I have done for you? You know I have come to take Boluwatife as my own daughter, I have come to love her as mine and you want to snatch her away from me over something I know nothing about? Do you know what that would do to me? I don’t even have a job any longer. That is how much I have sacrificed for her. Now tell me how on earth will I want to hurt her?” tears drizzled down her face freely as she gave her speech. A speech which melted his heart instantly. “She might actually be saying the truth. Did I over r

 Words can't express how I feel today.God as been faithful all the way.. Adding a new year to my age is the most grateful am offering to God.  Want to use this medium to appreciate everyone for loving and supporrting the brand Dhammy Kelly...am indeed grateful...  I pray for more Years to come, in good health and wealth. More inspiration and ideas..Amen..

(EPISODE 12) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! She ran as fast as her legs could carry her to the ICU where her daughter was with her heart in her hands and her wrappers flying along behind her. She didn’t mind that people stared at her, she didn’t mind that some shook their heads pitifully at her, the only thing on her mind was seeing her daughter. She didn’t even have the time or energy to pray in her heart, she only wanted to see her daughter. She walked light-headedly towards her daughter with her lips quivering. She wanted to scream, to yell at her to stand up, to shake her awake but she knew even one single noise must not emit from her and so she kept mum and just looked on at her. Bola: “Why are you looking at me like that mum? See I am here and I am fine. Please do not be sad at all” she had followed her mum all the way from Ifeoluwa’s house. Adunni: “Bolatito… afi igba ti o ba aiye ara e jeee (until you destroyed your own life)” she said biting her index fin

 (EPISODE 11) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! Getting himself aroused so he could do what he had been paid to do became a little difficult. Nothing about the helpless girl or the room he was in made it any easier for him. He kept caressing his manhood, touching a blooming breasts and kissing the unfeeling lips until he felt himself harden at last and the adrenalin rushed to his veins. Hot blood pumped into his penis and it stood erect. He heaved a sigh, ripped the skirt on her apart and plunged into her. He had expected her to stir when he tore into her hymen, to scream but not even a single sound came from her. Getting the blood into his penis was one thing, getting himself to release his seed into her was another. He kept thrusting harder and harder, when he felt her becoming dry, he used his saliva to moisten her vagina and kept on at it. At some point he felt himself softening again and started cursing under his breath. He almost gave up until thoughts of the last

(EPISODE 10) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! He rocked the baby back and forth in his arms. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life. She had his small eyes, Bola’s petty nose and lips which were as pink as rose petals. She even smiled at him once revealing a little dimple on her left cheek. He wondered where she got the dimple from since neither he nor Bola had it. He was so enthralled with the beauty of his new born child he was oblivious of every other thing around him, any other emotion he was previously feeling was long gone and replaced with pure love for his baby. She walked towards him and when it seemed like she wasn’t getting any closer enough to him, she tied to run but found herself gliding towards him instead. She got to them at last and flashed a smile at him… Bola: “Ta-da!” she said into his face but he did not react. He did not even act like anyone was talking to him let alone in front of him. “Ife are you ignoring me now? Oh my

(EPISODE 9) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! He sprinted down to the ICU like a mad man on the trail of nothing in the faded pair of cut-offs that accentuated his lean muscular thighs which he had worn to work that morning and hadn’t had the time to take off before the ladies arrived. As he approached the ICU, his mind was having different torrents of conflicting emotions. He thought of staying away from her, if he’d be able to keep his cool after seeing her or not. He didn’t even have the luxury of guilt, he needed his mind free from it so he could think of his next line of action. The doctor had told him she was in shock and therefore in a coma which they still didn’t know when she’d come out of it. He wished he was the one on that bed and not she. He promised himself he was going to stand by her not matter what happens, he was going to make sure she doesn’t slip fully into oblivion, he needed her, their baby needed her. He stood outside the ICU, watching her thr

(EPISODE 8) THE REAPER'S LOOT... A TOUCHING STORY! “Even though he will not say it for fear of offending me, I am sure he is wondering why I am not pregnant yet even though I have been having an intercourse with that guy. The way he looks at me sometimes makes me very suspicious of him, the way he murmurs to himself around the house is really making me jittery with suspicion. Is there something going on in his head that I don’t know of? Should I ask him? Will he tell me the truth? I feel the herbalist’s charm was not potent enough if not, why doesn’t he tell me even stuffs he thinks about? Why only those I seem to already know or ones I’m supposed to know as his wife?” she sat on her bed musing on and on about her husband’s behaviour. Nneka strutted into the room with the neatly folded towels she had washed that morning and some other cloths. “I think it’s about time I started using this girl since I have now confirmed the herbalist meant it when he said he used my wom

He smiled at himself when he realised his plot had worked, reopened the door, saw her still transfixed on one spot and drew her back in laughing. Ifeoluwa: “I was just joking o, I got you right there didn’t I?” She took her time to peruse his expression just to be sure he wasn’t joking at that moment. She just didn’t know what to make of his sudden outburst. Bolatito: “What kind of play was that?” her confusion started getting replaced with anger. Ifeoluwa: “C’mon! Don’t tell me you are getting angry? I expected you to know it was all a joke. Can’t believe I got you so easily” he tried getting closer to kiss her but she jumped out of his reach. Bolatito: “How did you expect me to know it was all a joke with the way you looked? You looked like one possessed by a wicked demon who has suddenly been sent to torment me. That was not cool at all, seriously it was not cool” Ifeoluwa: “Possessed ke. I can never be possessed by any demon. I’d rather be the one to possess them” h