My ghost lover by Clipping Path Service India

Warning: This book is for readers who are 21 years and above

Naughty Wife

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This book must not be reproduced either in book form, movie, drama, or sold without the prior permission of the author. It is a crime and I have a damn good lawyer. Copyright © 2013 by Ify-Asia C. This book is totally fiction. The names, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination. Images credits: Gettyimages.com, Creepypasta.wikia.com

Naughty Wife

…a zesty read

Chapter 1 Things hardly went the way planned. At least to Jessicaâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s surmising. Time was running out and the wedding looked to be a flop. She was going to be dumped at the alter she feared. At thirty five and she was going to be left at the altar. Not really the real alter, for she was wedding over the internet. She had met James on NooksNCrannies social network and he had proposed to her and she accepted. At her age, she had no many options. It was either the men chasing her were too young or too irresponsible. Most responsible men were already married at that age. So, when she met James, she was drawn to him by his sensible nature: the way he talked with her and his general view about life; maybe because he was a doctor. But she had come across various degenerate doctors in her lifetime. It must be his kind of person. He lived in Italy. His pictures were a dream: His finely sculpted face and full head of curly hair, the dimple on his left cheek. And he was always smiling in his photographs. 4

He had introduced her to his adopted parents, a mixed race couple. The father was Italian while the mom was Nigerian. James was of biological mixed parentage of white and black, what Nigerians knew as half-caste. His parents were friendly too, though a little distant. They hardly spoke with her. She guessed they werenâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t that used to the internet. Most old people were like that. He had a brother somewhere serving in a foreign army, in a country where he had naturalised, Canada or USA, she couldnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t remember which because he hardly talked about him. They werenâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t close. Their parent had other natural children too. James said they had adopted him and his soldier brother before they started having their own children. They never knew their parents, he was sure that their mother was one of those Nigerian Italian prostitutes who got pregnant on the job and had to dump the babies fast. James planned to come to Nigeria so they could get to know each other before the marriage. But his practice hardly allowed him enough time to stay away. He just

started working as a partner in a new clinic and they were working their ass off to keep the place afloat. Then they made plans for her to come over but the visa tribulation delayed her too. So, they decided to get married over the internet while they worked out their travel arrangement. After all they had met online. Today was the wedding day, and it was taking long for James to come on the webcam as usual. He was habitually punctual and tactful. She wanted this wedding to be over with and for her visas to be ready so that she could be in his arms for real. She knew she wasnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t going to be disappointed in him for she had seen the whole of him. He had gone naked for her and she saw every inch of him on the cam. He was gorgeous. He was of average height, sturdy and had managed to gym out strong chest and shoulders. No bulges hanging around. He had seen her nude too. She was slim with full rounded buttocks. Her breasts were palmfulls. She has pretty heart-shaped face and luscious lips. Her nose was small and her eyes

wore eye-shadows well. So, they were what people might call a good match. Jessica was already despairing when he came online. He was spotting a black tuxedo suit and really handsome despite his thick eyeglasses. He made a joke and she laughed, looking down on her white lace gown. A priest was with him and his witness, a young man he introduced as his office assistant. It seemed James had no many friends. They got married and plastered their laptop screens with kisses. So, she was now Mrs James Danillo. They talked for a while, making arrangements. ‘I will introduce you to my parents properly,’ he told her. ‘They don’t know you.’ Jessica shrugged. ‘I have met them once.’ ‘For two minutes. That is hardly knowing.’ ‘I will try and process this visa as fast as possible,’ she promised. He smiled at her; a heart-warming, sensual smile that caused passion to course through her system. She wished with all her heart they were physically together. 7

He cleared his throat noisily. ‘Now, what do we do about our wedding night lovemaking?’ She laughed uncomfortably. She was already dripping wet, needing him with such intensity that her hearth ached and her womanhood throbbed. Intending to do something about it, she got up and undressed. She sat further away from the laptop so he could see her well and lifted up her leg to place it on a stool beside her, opening her legs wide and exposing herself completely, unfurling like red flower petals as she slid her fingers in between her legs. James inhaled sharply, his hand going down to his crotch. She massaged herself, fantasising her hand to be his own while she touched herself the way she imagined he would. With her eyes closed, she kept on it on until she peaked. When she opened her eyes, James was drooling and with a glazed look. ‘How was that?’ she asked him, laughing. He shrugged, recollecting himself. ‘Well, it would do until we meet soon enough.’ 8

‘We should do it every night, like normal couples,’ she suggested. He nodded, adjusting his glasses, pushing it up the bridge of his nose. ‘I would like that.’ They talked for a while until he had to go back to work. Jessica shut down her laptop and went to prepare something to eat. That amatory exploit made her hungry. She also needed to tidy up her one-bedroom apartment. She wished he was here. They would have remained in bed, making love all day.

ii Three days later, FedEx dropped off a package for her from James. It was a gold wedding band, pearl necklace and earrings. It came along with a love letter. She wore the jewelleries, laughing and went online immediately to leave him a message snapping a picture of herself in the nude wearing his gifts. He had surprised her, so she was returning the favour.

He called her later to laugh about her message. ‘It made me stiff when I saw it,’ he said. ‘And I had patients to attend to. I couldn’t leave my seat for ages. They thought I was queer.’ They laughed and he hung up. Jessica was still smiling dreamily as she went about her chores. The next day was Tuesday, a working day. She had to be at her secretarial post at Frouks Energy early enough. It was going to be tough for the next week. With a conference she was going to attend with her bosses as far as Akwa Ibom.

Chapter 2 Predictably, the next day was hectic. She talked briefly with James and let him know about her tight schedules for the days to come. They wouldn’t be talking as much as they should.

Four days, they had only spoken three times. Then they didn’t speak with each other for the next two days and they only exchanged text messages. When she later called him his phone was off. She couldn’t reach him online either. And she became worried. She didn’t really know whom to call. Maybe his clinic if she didn’t hear from him the next day. The next morning, he called her. ‘There’s been a family emergency. I will be travelling immediately to see my folks.’ ‘Oh!’ Jessica didn’t know what else to say. ‘Network is usually bad in that area, so I might not be talking to you often for the next couple of days.’ ‘I will miss you,’ she whispered. They said their goodbyes and she hung up. Jessica couldn’t get through to him the next day as he predicted. The day after was worse. He had managed to send her a text message which was obviously late in transmitting to her phone. He had mentioned that his

parent had retired to a remote scenic village somewhere in the mountains. The third day, she was already preparing for bed when someone knocked at the door. Wondering who the caller was she peeped through the hole on the door and what she saw almost felled her. It was James. She flung the door open and flew right into his arms. ‘How did you manage it?’ she cried while plastering his face with kisses. ‘Wanted to see if I could catch you doing something bad,’ he joked, logging her inside, their mouth locked in a long sizzling kiss. They separated, breathing heavily. Jessica stepped away to pick up his bag from the door. ‘You didn’t tell me you were coming.’ ‘Wanted to surprise you.’ She closed the door and carried the bag towards the bedroom. ‘You came straight from your parents?’ He acted a bit surprised then nodded. ‘Yeah, came straight from there.’ He followed her to the bedroom. 12

‘Do you want to eat something?’ she asked him. ‘He grinned, pulled her closer and crushed her to himself. ‘Yeah. You.’ he dipped his head and caught her lips with his, caressing her mouth with his velvety tongue. She responded it eagerly holding him tight. Their mouth remained joined for a long time, she pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top of his, luckily she wasn’t wearing any panties. She only needed to flip her short skirt up and around her waist. Jessica unbuckled his belt and freed his gorgeous erection. Wasting no time, she slipped it into her and began to move. ‘I have waited so long to feel you inside me,’ she cried with joy. He held her hips, his mouth opened and his eyes closed. ‘You are wonderful,’ he moaned. He opened his eyes and suddenly got up, carrying her with him as if she weighed nothing then landed her on her back on the bed. ‘Wow,’ you are strong,’ she sighed, running her hands up and down his muscular biceps. ‘Yeah,’ he rolled his waist plunging in deeper into her.

She moaned. ‘I’m so fortunate to be your wife.’ her body trembled. He ran his tongued along her neck, sucking at it. He shifted her blouse up and gathered her full breasts in his palms, pushing them together. His tongue flickered round the nipples and sucking and pulling while he moved in and out of her steadily and powerfully. Jessica was in heaven. She had never had it so good and he was her husband. She married a genius in lovemaking. They lay in each other’s arms luxuriating in the after-feel of their whirlwind copulation. She entwined her fingers in his hairy chest playfully, a leg flung over his well-toned thighs. ‘I’m so glad you are here.’ He dropped a kiss on her forehead and said nothing. James was usually talkative on the internet. She wondered if he was more reserved face to face. He hadn’t said much since he arrived. She expected him to talk like he talked to her online. ‘What crisis occurred in your family?’ 14

He sighed, ran his hand over her back, and then gathered her tighter to him. ‘My dad had a major operation.’ ‘What happened to him?’ His hand travelled over her buttocks and she could feel his arousal under her leg. He turned, tucking her under him and spreading her legs wide with his legs and took her. She sighed with pleasure at the silkiness of him moving inside her. he was so full and strong and arousing millions of tingling feelings from around her vagina to her entire being as she shuddered and moaned loud. He made love to her expertly, taking her to the nadir of pleasure and sensuality. Jessica was satiated when he came the second time and she the fifth time. She drifted into contented sleep with a large smile on her face.

Chapter 3 In the morning, she woke up thrilled that James was with her. He was awake and watching her when she opened her eyes. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, a lingering stimulating touch that immediately spread warmth in between her legs. She had to get up to pee and make breakfast as well as prepare for work too. She had slept late and woke up few minutes to eight. ‘Good morning darling,’ he said to her as she pushed him away gently. ‘Good morning James,’ she smiled at him and padded to the bathroom in the nude. She came out less than a minute later and put on the large T-shirt she used as house gown. ‘What would you like for breakfast? I need to go to work.’ ‘Whatever you are having,’ he replied getting up, already dressed in a brown camouflage combat shorts and army green singlet. He looked all manly and sexy to boot. The internet definitely didn’t do him justice all the time she saw him on the camcorder.

She escaped to the kitchen, she must prepare for work. He was her husband and they would have the entire night to devour each other. She plugged a kettle of water and buttered slices of bread for toast. After popping the bread into the toaster she began to break and beat eggs. She was at the eggs when she felt her husbandâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s hands circle her tummy and pressed her into him. She could feel the rigidness of his manhood pressing her bottom. This guy was insatiable she chuckled to herself, loving every second of it. He reached round for her breasts and squeezed them softly. The eggs forgotten in her hands, she sighed. He wasted no time this time. He lifted her shirt up, parted her legs and searched for her opening with his fingers and slid in quickly. Jessica cried out, reaching out behind her to clasp her hand on his neck as he nuzzled hers. He pulled back, bending back slightly to slam into her, lifting her up entirely from the floor. She remained on the tip of her toes as he grinded her bottom nonstop. After that hot session and they their juices had mingled, he withdrew, dropping a kiss on her lips. She looked 17

down on the table, her eggs had poured away. She began to laugh. He smiled briefly and kissed her again. ‘I guess our breakfast would be delayed. I need to prepare for work.’ She said shakily. ‘Just go. I will take care of everything.’ She felt they should talk more. This James was solemn and possessed this quiet strength that inadvertently added to his sexiness and allure. Online, he had seemed ordinary, almost a nerd, counting his thick glasses. But she loved him, because he was fun to be with. His jokes and openness endeared him to her. She wondered if all that was a put on. This was the real James, quiet, intense and full of strong sexual energy. She heard people normally show different personalities online. But she liked this James more. He filled her with so much surging passion. A mere look from his deep set penetrating eyes sent shivers all over her. It was like he did more talking with his hands and body. And she loved the way he wanted her so hot and urgent, as if all he wanted was to be inside her all the time. She thanked

God for pushing him into her path that fateful day on NooksNCrannies. She looked into his face. ‘What happened to your glasses?’ she asked him. ‘I had to ditch it. I reckoned I didn’t need it for my honeymoon.’ ‘You look better without them though.’ He reached down and brushed her nose with his. That little show of affection touched her deeply and she melted into his arms, damning any consequences. This was better than work. She could get another job if she loses the one she had but she wouldn’t get back any of these moments ever again. ‘Don’t go to work,’ he told her, reading her mind. ‘They’d sack me.’ ‘We are leaving this country anyway,’ he reasoned. ‘We are married, remember that.’ That was true. ‘I will call in sick.’ She dipped her tongue further into his mouth and they rocked in each other’s arms, revelling in the feel of their bodies against each other. 19

He pulled his mouth away to gaze at her. ‘I love you,’ he told her quietly, earnestly, as if he was putting a stamp or a mark on her. ‘I love you too,’ she replied. ‘Forever?’ ‘Forever.’ He claimed her lips again in that style that took her entire breath away. When the kiss ended, she strove to regain her composure and made that call to the office. Her immediate boss’s veiled threat did nothing to faze her. She had decided that with James, she could accomplish anything in this world and beyond. He was marvellous and a rock to lean on. He also seemed and felt quite dependable, strong for her. All these she never discovered while courting him over the internet. ‘What do you want to do now?’ He asked her. ‘To be alone with you for days.’ ‘I can arrange that. We could take a boat cruise.’ She laughed up at him. ‘I didn’t know there was a boat in Abuja.’ 20

‘He touched her cheek lovingly. ‘Who said anything about Abuja. I know someone who could arrange something for us in Lagos. I talked to him before I came here.’ She grinned at him. ‘Then let’s go.’ ‘Pack few things. Or nothing at all. We are going to live in the nude.’ He almost laughed. She laughed uproariously. ‘I wouldn’t mind, if I could constantly have the view of your gorgeous body for hours on end.’ They had late breakfast and she packed while he made reservations for flights to Lagos and other contacts. By midday, they were in an afternoon flight to Lagos. They held hands throughout the voyage, kissing intermittently. She loved him with all her heart that it hurts. Now she understood it. Her love for him expanded and lodged deep into her heart that she causing flitting pain. She hoped he felt the same for her too. She knew he loved her, but she wondered if his love for her equalled the one she had for him. 21

Chapter 4 The white elegant boat he got for them was anchored in an alcove in a private property close to a beach. The small house seemed unoccupied at the moment. So, that they had the whole place to themselves. Jessica never knew or imagined that such place existed in Nigeria. The place was dreamy: the blue sky and the white sandy beach plus the cute house by the sea. There were even the proverbial palm trees swaying in the gentle ocean breeze. The place made her fall in love with James the more. ‘I love this place,’ she breathed, ‘it’s wonderful.’ He circled her waist and drew her to him. ‘I’m glad you like it.’ ‘Is it expensive?’ she asked him, worried that he may be spending a fortune just to please her.

‘Not really. I told you a friend arranged it,’ he replied succinctly leading her towards a motorised canoe that would take them to the boat. ‘You can change and have a swim if you like.’ ‘I can’t swim,’ she told him shamefacedly. She had been meaning to learn how to swim all her life, but never got round to venturing. Now, she wished she had taken time out to learn. Probably she would make love to him in the water like it was done on TV. That would be the ultimate. But here she was feeling all lame. He gave her a small smile. ‘Don’t worry, I will teach you.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Yeah, just change.’ Later, James pulled the canoe up beside the white boat and they climbed in, making their way below deck. ‘I don’t have a swim suite,’ she told him with regret. ‘You can go in your panties. We are alone here. She undressed down to her lacy red panties and bra. He looked her over and touched her chin. ‘You are beautiful.’ He said it with thick adoration that made her wonder if he was really talking about her. She was okay, 23

pretty, yes, but not breathtakingly stunning like James was making her to feel. Or maybe she never looked at herself well. â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;Thank you. He had on his boxers and he looked edible in them. They climbed down to the water holding hands. He was a good teacher. He patiently guided her on how to swim and by the time she was getting cold, she could float and paddle. He took her inside the boat cabin to towel dry and rest. The sun was gearing to go down so, he took her in the small canoe to the shore. He led her to the sands. â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;Come and lie in the sun. Enjoy it while it lasts.â&#x20AC;&#x2122; She dropped down on the sand, lying flat on her back. James stretched out beside her. Jessica was hungry but she needed him more. She turned and faced him, skimming her fingers along his jawline and cheek, then his chest and abdomen going down to his thigh, she noticed the light brown birthmark there, shaped like a half moon. She rubbed her fingers over it then slipped her hand under his shorts to wrap her fingers around 24

him. He squinted at her in the sun, then sat up and gently pushed her down on her back again and followed it with a rain of feathery kisses. He toured her body with his mouth. He returned to her lips and worked on them. He was a great kisser. She could lie their all her life receiving that magical ministration from him. When he paused, she left his lips to kiss him from his neck to his navel, and then pulled his short down to spring free his erection. She covered its head with her mouth and sucked. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft and sucking it, swallowing more than half of it. By now she was moist down there and her mound was throbbing painfully. When she stopped and lying on her back to catch her breath, he leaned on one of his elbows, shifted her panties to one side and slid his finger into her. He fingered her for a while arousing her more. Then climbed on top and entered her, his pubic bone grinding into hers with delicious force, the fabric of her underwear rubbing at her delicate flesh and adding to the exhilarating sweetness.

As he sexed her, he pushed her bra up exposing her breasts, he palmed them, licking and sucking them. They made love their under there setting golden sun like the world belonged to them and they were alone in it They left the beach thirty minutes later and moved back to the boat. They were ready to make love again as they climbed up the hull. He simply put her on all fours on the little bed and rammed in from behind. She was crying out loud with delight and pleasure, letting go completely as she yelled into the roof, expressing her ecstasy. The fridge was well-stocked with cold food. While Jessica rested, James rustled up spaghetti and gravy and white wine. He brought it to bed for her to eat. ‘I will tidy up out there,’ he told her. ‘Did you see my phone?’ she asked him. ‘I think I might have forgotten it in Abuja.’ He shook his head and left. Jessica devoured the food, she was that hungry. The spaghetti was good and the wine completed it. She

almost finished the bottle. James returned later as she was finishing. ‘Have you eaten?’ she asked him. He nodded. ‘Had mine while you were snoozing.’ He took the plates away and returned to her. ‘Go back to sleep he told her. Jessica smiled, stretching under the blanket where she was completely naked. Earlier after their lovemaking, they had showered and she fell into bed immediately. She closed her eyes again and slept for a long time. She woke up in the night and watched movies with James and drinking the rest of the wine. They talked a little after that. Mostly about general matters. He wasn’t much of a talker and Jessica didn’t push it. She was already letting go of the James she knew on the internet and accepting his more silent and profound personality. Deep in the night, as the boat gently swayed in the water, he gave her a breath-taking cunnilingus. He ate her vagina as if it was made of vanilla ice-cream. Jessica thought she would go mad with pleasure. Her heart

exploded over and over again until she was weak and boneless. ‘I love you,’ she sang. He told her he loved her too.

Chapter 5 Getting up the next morning was a challenge to Jessica. She lazed about in bed while James brought her breakfast. He was already dressed in his camouflage and singlet. ‘Good morning honey,’ he said as he kissed her. ‘Had a good sleep?’ ‘Dreamless,’ she replied. ‘Good morning handsome.’ They smooched for a minute. ‘We will be cruising further into the sea today,’ he told her when they disengaged. I will teach you how to sail.’ ‘I’d love that.’ She drank her tea and ate sliced bread and eggs. She returned the tray to the kitchen area, naked. 28

She washed up while James stood and watched her. After she was done, he came over to hug her and to fondle her breasts. ‘They are lovely,’ he said. ‘Oh, they are good company,’ she quipped. He laughed a bit. ‘You are funny.’ He continued caressing her breasts and kissing her until she was as aroused as he was. They didn’t make it to the bed but made the most of the floor there. Her bottom been hammered against the cold hard board was a novel experience that electrified her, it allowed him deeper reach into her core. He pushed his palm onto her thigh to open her legs as wide as he could manage as he drove in and out with long powerful strokes. She kept crying his name and professing her love for him. ‘I love you so much,’ she cried once against as he collapsed on her. ‘Forever?’ he asked her. ‘Forever,’ she affirmed, looking at him lovingly. ‘Please don’t ever forget that,’ he growled in earnest. She smiled up at him. ‘Who would take my love for you away? No one.’ 29

He nodded, smiling contentedly. Later, dressed in white shorts and red halter neck she stood beside James while he manned the boat. ‘You know a lot for a doctor.’ She told him. ‘You are a physical person. I always thought doctors were indoors and soft people.’ He shrugged. ‘I’m adventurous. Love going places and doing things.’ ‘With your tight schedule in the clinics, how does it affect your life?’ He didn’t reply immediately, when he did, it was laconic. ‘I try to adjust.’ She nodded, accepting his answer. With time she would get to make him open up to her more. They cruised around for a while enjoying the view and the air on her face and blowing her hair when she sat on the deck. They returned to the alcove several hours later and ate. They lay in bed watching movies and caressing. She fell asleep in his arms. She woke in the middle of the night, the whole place was dark. She was lying in bed, James 30

must have carried her there while she slept. She tried turning on the light but couldn’t find the switch. She felt and stumbled her way to the outer part and couldn’t find James. She went up to the deck and he wasn’t there either. She was surprised and worried. Where could he be? She waited for him outside for a while and was beginning to feel cold when she decided to go back inside. But staying there without James wasn’t appealing. Then she saw a flicker of light further up the water. It was like someone was approaching in a small boat. Her heart swelled. It must be James. He must have gone somewhere while she slept, maybe to get provision. She waited for the boat, rubbing her palms up and down her bare arms for warmth. The boat pulled up and instead of James, three men clambered on board. ‘Who are you?’ she called out, for they had seen her where she sat exposed.

The men stopped short, then lunged for her. She shrieked and made to run back down, but they grabbed her. ‘Where is the owner of this boat?’ they kept asking her. ‘I don’t know,’ Jessica continued telling them. ‘I don’t know who owns this boat.’ They dragged her inside the boat, started the engine and drove off. One of them held her forearm in a painful grip. Jessica began to weep. ‘I told you it would be easy to steal the boat,’ the one holding Jessica laughed. The others laughed too. ‘We will be across the border by morning,’ the first one continued boastfully. ‘I had seen this boat lying here for months. I knew the owner was hardly around.’ ‘The custom wouldn’t know which way we are taking,’ the smallest one among them said. ‘They will be busy searching the roads.’ ‘Count the goods,’ the biggest one who was also manning the boat ordered. ‘Make sure they are still in good conditions. The coke is hundreds of millions you know. Those custom boys thought they were smart.’ 32

The smallest of them opened the big bag they had been lugging and began counting out packets of white substances sealed in transparent cellophane bags. He worked with a torch light. ‘What do we do with the woman?’ the one holding Jessica asked. The biggest one looked back at her. ‘I have not had a woman for months. She would be of use if she kept her mouth shut. If not, throw her overboard. Hope she knows how to use her mouth. I don’t have condom and I don’t want to catch anything.’ They let out raucous laughter. Jessica imagined her using her mouth on that filthy animal and began to cry again. She wondered where James was and hoped they hadn’t harmed him in any way.

Chapter 6 By morning, she couldnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t tell where they were. There was vast expanse of water everywhere, the steady humming of the boat engine and spray of water remained constant. The smallest of the delinquents was manning the boat and the big one was sleeping. The other one watched her. She had said all the prayers she could afford; praying for her husband and for God to rescue her from these crooks. She thought of Abuja, the people there and her family and friends. She cried some more and thought she was going to be sick cause she felt feverish, probably out of fatigue and terror. They journeyed for a long time and later docked in a seaside village. Her captors tied her up on the bed and left the boat. She thanked God the horrible big one wasnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t about to carry out his threat on her. Perhaps, she would be rescued before he came round to doing it. Hours later, they returned, and very drunk. That was when the big man came into the bedroom and untied her.

He unzipped his trousers, hiccupped and waving from left to right in a drunken gait. ‘Come over here and suck this boy.’ He fumbled out his limp penis and waved it at her. Jessica covered her mouth with her hands and shook her head, tears coursing down her face. He lurched for her, collapsing on top of her in that process. He dragged himself up and slapped her across the face. ‘Stupid girl.’ He was reaching for her again when a shout outside the door stopped him. He staggered to the door and opened it. A hand reached over and seized him, pulling him out of the room with such force like he was a mere toy. Jessica screamed. Who could have done that? The man was big, yet a hand plucked him away like a rag doll. James came in moments later and she began to cry more, this time with relief. ‘Thank God you are here,’ she wept on his shoulder as he embraced her. ‘Those horrible men. Where are they?’ ‘Overboard,’ he simply told her. ‘Let’s get out of here.’ He immediately started the boat and sailed away. 35

‘Do you know where we are?’ she asked him, standing beside him and scared that those crooks might catch up with them.’ ‘I don’t know, but I will find the way home.’ She put her hand on his shoulder. ‘How did you find me?’ ‘I followed the boat. I saw them leaving when I came in from getting provision.’ He looked at her. ‘Don’t worry, I will never allow anything to happen to you.’ She smiled at him, believing what he said. She was safe with him. ‘Thank you.’ They journeyed for a while and towards evening, they were in another village. ‘We will rest here. I need to refuel too.’ He was about to leave when she threw her arms around him and held him, pressing her head to his chest. ‘Please don’t leave now. I need you.’ ‘Okay.’ He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He took his time to undress her and bathe her. Then took her to bed and lay her there, covering her with a blanket. ‘I will get you something to eat.

He brought her bread and a hot mug of cocoa and milk. She ate ravenously. He then climbed into bed with her and gathered her to himself. They stayed like that for a while until Jessica drifted into sleep. She woke up later feeling refreshed and happy when she got out and saw James driving the boat and the sun up and glorious. Her heart soared and she ran to put her arms around him. ‘You are my hero.’ What was he not? He was a dream come true; her innermost heartbeat. He turned and grinned at her. They joined lips. ‘We are almost there,’ he said, turning back to the wheel. She frowned. ‘We should go somewhere else. Or return to Abuja. I can’t feel safe here anymore.’ ‘We will check into a hotel.’ She smiled and kissed him again. ‘Let’s get a hotel in Abuja.’ They docked and packed their things and moved out.

They were in Abuja later that evening and checked into a hotel he had chosen. He paid for a month. She wondered where he got that kind of money from. ‘Tomorrow, we see the town,’ he suggested. ‘I can see you wish to get out more.’ She kissed him for an answer. He pecked her forehead. ‘Let’s go and buy a car in the morning.’ She puckered her brow. ‘I thought we were leaving Nigeria soon. Why buy a car?’ ‘I want to buy it for you. You can always use it when we come for a visit.’ ‘I have a car at home.’ Her Toyota was still fairly new and useful. He placed his hands on her shoulders and squeezed it with love. ‘I want to buy one for you. Part of my wedding gift.’ She nodded. They bathed and changed and went to bed. He didn’t make love to her. He said he wanted her to rest. She agreed with him. The event of the past day had

really rattled her. She slept early. The next morning, she felt stronger and renewed. They took a taxi straight to a car shop and he bought a brand new Mercedes. They cruised around town with it, visiting several interesting places. While they were leaving a restaurant where she had eaten, James said he wasn’t hungry, she whispered into his ear, ‘I want to make love to you in the open again.’ He smiled. ‘Where do I park?’ There is a lonely road over there. She pointed to a road that led off the express way. It led to an estate still under construction. He parked along it and they got down. He held her, immediately pressing her back to the car. ‘People might see us.’ ‘There are no much people around. I can’t even see anyone.’ She glanced around then pulled the helm of her gown up. ‘I intentionally didn’t wear a pant.’ Her dark love triangle winked at him. He reached down and inserted his finger into it. She whimpered. He pushed the finger further in, she spread her legs to allow him more access 39

and he reached the moist opening. He used his fingers in her for a minute while she moaned, her breath heavy. ‘Turn around,’ he told her, removing his finger. She turned, bending her bottom up in a duck fashion. He unbuckled his belt and let out his cock, rubbed it tantalisingly on her naked behind before pushing it into her delicious opening. She whimpered loudly. With one of his hands reaching around to press down on her clit while the other one held her across the chest, he pumped her from behind. She braced herself against the car, moving back to meet his thrust each time. As he came, he grabbed hold of her breasts with both hands and squeezed. She clasped her thighs together; using her vagina muscles, she squeezed him while still trapped inside her. They remained glued together while she squeezed him dry. They separated and adjusted their dresses. She was still dripping with him when she entered the car. She laughed. ‘Thank goodness these seats are still covered. I would have smeared it with your sperm.’

He looked at her as he adjusted his seat. ‘Next time, we do it in the car.’ ‘I heard that cars people shag in usually crash.’ He keyed on the car. ‘That’s bullshit.’ He drove off back to the hotel. She cleaned the car seat before going inside.

Chapter 7 The four weeks they spent in the hotel were heaven for Jessica. They enjoyed each other thoroughly; eating the best gourmet spreads the hotel could offer and basking by the poolside. They took two short weekend trips to other holiday resorts: Obudu and Nike Lake. Jessica’s love for James waxed stronger each passing day and she could not imagine a life without him. He continually professed his love and commitment to her. In the midst of all these she kept wondering when he would go back to work. She had believed he put his job under 41

consideration before embarking on this honeymoon, but it was also paramount that he not cut ties with the source of their fund. She was no longer working, and they might start a family soon. Luxuriating beside the pool on the last day of their stay in the hotel, she had asked him subtly. ‘Your clinic must be missing you.’ James shrugged. He was as handsome as ever in his dark shorts and dark glasses. ‘They can do without me.’ She didn’t know how to proceed with that line of conversation, he seemed offish with it. Didn’t he wish to go back to Italy? Or to work? ‘I will go back to work,’ he said as if he read her mind. ‘But not in Italy. I’m going to work in Brazil and I want you to come with me.’ It surprised her. She sat up on the pool chair, looking ravishing in a red swim suit. ‘Why didn’t you tell me before?’ ‘I was waiting for the right time.’ He reached over and touched her arm in a soothing manner. ‘We will leave in two weeks’ time.’ 42

Jessica shook her head, flustered. ‘This is a surprise. I need talk to my family about it in time and to introduce you to them properly. I didn’t tell them I married over the internet because they would have thought I was crazy. I wanted them to meet you first then I introduce you. You remember my elder sister I told you about? The one that I gave you her Facebook account. I remember you exchanged mails. I told her you were my fiancée but she doesn’t know we have married. We need to see her too. She lives in Ghana. You remember her?’ ‘Yes,’ he replied. ‘We can see them next week if you wish. But the earlier the better, I can’t leave without you.’ ‘I will call them as soon as I find my phone. It must have ringed dead all this while. Can I use your phone to call my line?’ ‘I haven charged it yet.’ ‘Okay, I will find it immediately I get to my place tomorrow.’ He didn’t seem happy they were going to her apartment. ‘Are you okay with it?’ she asked him.

He faced her. ‘I want to buy you a house. We will go house-hunting tomorrow.’ She opened her mouth in amazement. ‘Why?!’ ‘We need to have a base here. Somewhere to call home. A permanent place.’ She nodded slowly. ‘I can purchase one of those property magazine and we could go and look at some houses tomorrow.’ ‘He reached over and held her hand. ‘Come, let’s go inside.’ She asked the hotel’s doorman where to get her property magazines and phones. Hours later, they were poring over four papers for appropriate properties on sale. It was hard narrowing it down to three. She used the new phone and SIM she just bought to call the agents. They met her few hours’ later and booked appointment for the next day. She went out with James the next day to select the house she wanted. He paid cash right there. He had the money in the booth of the car all along. Jessica was 44

aghast. James scared her sometimes. There were so many intriguing qualities about him that begged for understanding. Like when he dealt with those crooks in the boat and paying for this property now. Much as these things about him scared her, they also ironically added to his charm; the mysterious handsome man. When they were alone in the house with the keys jangling between her hands, she began to ask him the questions. ‘How come you have so much money in the car?’ ‘I knew we needed it to buy a house,’ he answered laconically. She frowned. ‘But…’ She didn’t finish her statement for he pulled her to him in a flash and crushed her mouth with his in a hair-raising, mind-blowing kiss. ‘I love you,’ he mumbled in between kisses. ‘That is what matters now.’ His touches had a way of making her abandon her senses. She latched on to him and was soon pulling his shirt apart to get her hands on his magnificent body.

He carried her to the wall and pinned her there with his body while he pulled off her pant with one hand. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his crotch. She kept kissing his torso and jawline and mouth without break. Quickly, he lifted one of her legs hanging it up on his arm and found her wide open to him. He entered her quickly, sinking in all the way. She squealed out, her body trembling violently. She thought she would faint. ‘I love you,’ he groaned. ‘I love you sooo much,’ she sighed. ‘Forever?’ ‘Forever!’ ‘Don’t forget that.’ He made love to her there in a very new way, as if they just met. Jessica couldn’t believe she could be this lucky. She had gotten the best for a husband without even trying: A man that loved her so much, would do anything for her and also knew how to handle her body. She was breathing hard when they finished. ‘I can’t stand,’ she laughed, her legs buckling.

‘I will carry you.’ he picked her up like a baby and carried her outside. He only put her down to lock the door and then carried her to the car. He drove back to the hotel. ‘We need to furnish the house quickly,’ he told her. She agreed. They spent another three weeks putting the house in order while living in it. Jessica had no time to get in contact with anybody whereas living in her own paradise with James. She didn’t need anyone. She would make the calls to her relatives any other day. They weren’t running to anywhere. After furnishing the house, Jessica insisted she go to her old house to pick up few personal items. She had decided to give away other stuffs to friends and relatives. She stubbornly left James in the new house and drove to the old one in the Mercedes. He hated her leaving him alone even for an hour. She only needed to pick up few clothes and shoes; books; photographs and credential and say goodbye to her neighbours. She would call people to go and pick up what they need later.

Her neighbour was first to come to talk to Jessica as she unlocked her door. ‘Where have you been?’ Regina asked her. She lived with her fiancée in the flat right beside Jessica’s. ‘It’s a long story,’ Jessica replied with a smile. She opened the door and entered, Regina followed her. ‘You’ve had visitors. I didn’t know where to tell them you went to. You just disappeared.’ Jessica closed the door. ‘Well, I am back now. But I won’t stay long.’ ‘Before you start running away, a man kept calling here, looking for you. He seemed worried. I was shocked when he said he was your husband.’ Jessica left whatever she was doing to stare at Regina. ‘What did you say?’ ‘I didn’t know you were married. He was such a handsome guy too.’ ‘What are you talking about? I have been with my husband all this while.’ ‘He was here yesterday too.’

Jessica shook her head, baffled. ‘I said I was with my husband all this time. He couldn’t possibly be coming here to look for me.’ Regina shrugged. ‘Well, all I know is that he said he was your husband and he was here yesterday.’ ‘How did he look like? Describe him.’ Regina demonstrated with her hands. ‘Tall, not so tall, good-looking, light in complexion like a half-caste, he wore medicated glasses.’ Jessica reeled and almost fell if not that Regina rushed over to hold her. ‘What is it? Are you okay? The man said I should call him when you return. Come and lie down.’ She supported Jessica to the bedroom to lie down. ‘Are you sure you are okay?’ Jessica thought her head was going to split into two. Her vision was no longer alright. And she felt chilly to the bones. If James came to look for her, who was that she had been with for the past two months and? She shook her head and decided that it wasn’t James looking for her, she had been with him. He was at home, in their new house, waiting for her right now. There must 49

be a rational explanation for this. ‘Call him,’ she told Regina. ‘Tell him am around. I want to know who this man is.’ Regina nodded. ‘Let me get my phone,’ she left, returning two minutes later. ‘I have called him. ‘You don’t look okay to me.’ She sat with Jessica. ‘Should I get you a glass of water?’ Jessica shook her head. ‘No. I need to sort things out.’ Then she remembered her old phone. ‘Please call my line.’ Regina called it. ‘It is switched off,’ she reported. Jessica was going out of her mind with worrying and trying out hundreds of hypothesis on what must have happened, why someone who claimed to be her husband was looking for her, when a knock sounded at the door. ‘He must be the one,’ Regina said, jumping to her feet to get the door. Jessica braced herself for whatever would come through the entrance. She hoped she could laugh at it or sort it out quickly. She got up and went to the sitting room. 50

James walked in through the door, peering at her through his thick glasses. Jessica swooned and crumbled to the floor.

Chapter 8 She came to few minutes later but almost fainted again when she saw James. Her husband was holding her in his arms and Regina was dabbing her forehead with cold water. She was lying on her bed. ‘Darling, are you not happy to see me?’ James asked worriedly. ‘I thought you wanted to see me. I came like I promised.’ Jessica kept shaking her head, tears coursing down the sides of her face. Then she thought of something. ‘Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe they are not true. I must have dreamt everything up,’ she clutched James’s shirt collar, her eyes wild. ‘You are a doctor. There must be a

condition that makes one see things that are not true. Like if am dreaming and thinking it is real.’ ‘Yes,’ he agreed with her. ‘But I need to know what you are talking about.’ ‘I have been living with you for the past two months,’ she told him. What are you talking about? You’ve not been in your house. I have not heard from you for a while. I was out of my mind with worry. I thought you dumped me. I came here to know what the hell was going on.’ Jessica kept shaking her head. ‘You came here two months ago and we went to Lagos together, then we came back and lodged in a hotel and you bought me a house and a car.’ James seemed baffled. Then, his eyes deemed with realisation. ‘Maybe you need to see a professional. Or have you missed me so much that you conjured me up?’ he smiled at her. She tried to smile back but failed. Then she flew out of the bed. ‘I came here with the car you bought for me. It

is outside. It is a brand new Mercedes.’ She ran to the door, James and Regina followed her. She wished she wouldn’t see the car there and she would gladly seek medical help, but the magnificent black Mercedes was there before the house, gleaming in the sun. Jessica threw herself on the ground and wailed, ‘You bought that car for me! I wasn’t dreaming. I am not mad. The car is right there.’ James picked her up and took her inside, Regina followed, speechless. Inside the room, James rocked Jessica in his arms. She was sitting on his laps. ‘Tell me everything. ‘He told her gently. ‘What did I look like? I mean this man that was me. What are things you can tell me about him?’ ‘He looks like you but didn’t wear glasses,’ she halted to remember more. His hands on her body and him inside her kept popping up to her vision. ‘He is more muscular.’ ‘Nothing different?’ ‘He had a birthmark.’ ‘A birthmark?’ 53

‘On his thigh, here,’ she pointed at here thigh. ‘It looked like a half moon.’ She stopped because James’s hold on her tightened. He clenched his teeth and his eyes bulged out. ‘It’s not true.’ Jessica looked at him, her brow creased. ‘What?’ James looked at Regina. ‘Please, excuse us for a minute.’ Regina nodded and left. ‘What is it?’ Jessica asked him again when her neighbour had left. James sighed deeply. He looked at Jessica with so much sorrow that she panicked. ‘You just described my brother,’ he told her. ‘My twin brother, Caesar.’ ‘Why?!’ Jessica jumped to her feet. ‘How could it be possible? How did he find me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ James roared with sorrow. ‘I don’t know because he is dead.’ ‘No!’ she hit him with her balled fists, hit him hard on the chest. ‘He can’t be dead. He is there in our house waiting for me.’ 54

‘That was why I travelled to see my parents. Remember I told you we had a family emergency. My parents called me and told me my twin brother was killed in Afghanistan.’ Jessica suddenly remembered the other James’s army combat shorts and singlet. ‘Oh no! I slept with a ghost.’ James held her hand. ‘Don’t rush to conclusion. We didn’t get his body. It was a bomb attack. It may be he is still alive. That he never died in Afghanistan. Maybe he ran away from the army or staged his own death and came here and stole my wife.’ James was visibly shaking with anger. ‘He had always been like that since we were kids. Always taking the best by force. I grew up in his shadow, he got all the girls and everyone adored him. He was the adorable twin. I never hated him but we were never close. Now, he has stage his own death and steal my wife. Why didn’t he get his own? Where is he?’ ‘In the house he bought for me. We were to leave for Brazil soon.’ ‘Not on his life. He is not going to steal you from me.’ James held Jessica’s hand. ‘Take me to him.’ 55

Jessica was glad she didn’t sleep with a ghost but was sad that he wasn’t her husband, because she truly had fallen madly in love with him. She hated him lying to her, but she couldn’t get out of her head the marvellous way he made love to her. He gave her what she never had: a true feeling of love. She drove the car while James rode shotgun. They arrived at the new house, Jessica parked outside the compound, her heart beating fast as she led James in. She wondered what she would do. Whom would she go with? She was married to James but loved with Caesar. They arrived at the house and she parked the car and led James inside the compound. She opened the front door and walked in, James followed. ‘Maybe he is in the bedroom.’ She told him leading the way to that side of the house. She opened the door and there was Caesar lying on the bed. He smiled up at her when she entered and her heart tore into two. ‘There he is.’ She made way for James to

enter and waited for the fur to fly, for James to maybe pounce on his brother. ‘There is no one there,’ James told her. She glared at him, looking back at the bed where Caesar was looking at James and then returning his gaze to her. ‘He is right there on the bed,’ she shouted at James, her heartbeat rising. James shook his head sadly. ‘There is no one there.’ Jessica looked back on the bed and there was no one there.

Chapter 9 Jessica was lying down in bed and snivelling. She had cried out all her tears and felt dry and emptied inside. But she still wanted to continue crying, besides, her nostrils were already blocked. Her eyes were swollen and she was really ill. ‘You’ve got to take some medicine,’ James told her again. ‘You have a fever coming on.’ 57

She shook her head. ‘I want to die.’ ‘Why?’ he was lying behind her, trying to comfort her since she discovered that Caesar wasn’t real. ‘I made love to a ghost. I slept with a ghost for weeks and you think nothing is wrong?’ ‘He is not real. It doesn’t mean anything. I am your husband. Come back to me.’ ‘This house is real enough. The car is real enough.’ She shook her head. ‘I don’t understand why he did what he did. He said he would love me forever and made me promise the same.’ James pulled her into him. ‘He lied to you. I love you. I have waited so long to feel you in my arms; to touch you. And make love to you.’ Jessica felt cold towards James. All that happened had affected her desire for him. Caesar had altered her feelings, changed her somehow. Though both men resembled each other, but there was something different, Caesar had something James didn’t possess. Maybe because he was a ghost, like a fantasy.

‘You need to eat.’ James left the bed. ‘I will call Regina. She would know what to do to help.’ ‘I said I want to die,’ she repeated. ‘I won’t let you die.’ He walked towards the door, and out in the parlour. She heard him faintly talking with Regina over the phone. He returned to the bedroom. ‘She will be here soon with your drugs and food.’ ‘He cooked for me,’ Jessica whispered. James leaned over her to hear her better. ‘What?’ ‘I said Caesar cooked for me,’ she reiterated louder. James sighed, sitting beside her on the bed. ‘I am a hopeless cook. I could burn down your kitchen if I should boil an egg.’ He laughed, expecting to lighten her mood. ‘But I will learn to cook to please you. Maybe cook one of your cultural meals. What do you say? You can start by teaching me.’ She didn’t look at him. ‘He placed his hand on her shoulder. ‘Look, honey, come back to me. It’s me James, your husband. Remember our wedding day, we couldn’t wait to see each other, to 59

touch each other. Remember how we made love on the webcam. It kept me going. I had to hightail it down here after seeing my family just to make that real.’ He swept his finger across her cheek. ‘I love you so much.’ She rested her gaze on him, then reached over to remove his glasses. He smiled at her. ‘You can keep it for a while. I have memorised you.’ She smiled a bit, the cold band around her heart releasing gradually. He leaned closer and kissed her. She allowed him to go on, not returning it. Tasting him. She couldn’t stop her brain comparing the kiss with Caesar’s. He deepened the kiss, his hand travelling up to cup one of her breasts and squeezed it softly. He withdrew to catch his breath. ‘You taste good. But I need to go and pick Regina. I will take a taxi so it can bring us back here. Would it be okay if I leave you alone for a short while?’ She nodded. ‘I want to bathe.’ She also wanted to know if Caesar would return. She knew now he was a ghost, but she wasn’t afraid of him. She still wanted to see him and ask him why he did what he did to her. 60

James picked up his glasses where she had dropped it and put it on and walked out after dropping a kiss on her lips. She waited for Caesar, thinking of what to say when she saw him again. She would yell at him and banish him from her life. She would then try and forget him and devout herself to her true husband. She was lucky that he didn’t run from her or feel abhorred by what she did. It might be because his upbringing didn’t make him believe in ghost much. James accepted that she met his brother but his way of processing the information didn’t include making a big deal out of his wife sleeping with his dead brother. Or living in the house his wife claimed was bought by the same brother. She also suspected that James was considering that Jessica was suffering from some psychological issues. Just like he said that her love for him might have conjured him in her sub consciousness, making him real enough to sleep with him and live with him for weeks.

She felt his presence and turned slowly to look behind her. Caesar was there, standing and looking down at her. She sat up glaring at him. Why did you do it? Why did you deceive me? You were dead and not my husband.’ He walked over to her and sat beside her. ‘James was my twin. I felt you through him after I left this life. I was drawn to you and loved you at first sight. Pretending to be James was the only way I could get to you. I am sorry if I hurt you but I would do it all over again to be with you.’ he reached over and touched her, placing his hand on her chin and lifted her face to look at him. ‘I love you.’ he kissed her. Jessica’s heart was beating wildly until it hurt. She didn’t care if he was dead. She wanted him. She kissed him back. They kissed for a while. ‘I’m going to make love to you,’ he said hoarsely. ‘I need you.’ She nodded, speechless.

He pushed her down on the bed gently and climbed on her. They fondled each other. He undressed her and undressed too. She opened up for him, receiving him gratefully. She wept as he made love to her. She wept because he was gone. He stopped moving inside her and wiped her tears with the bed sheet. ‘Don’t cry.’ She looked at him with pain in her eyes. ‘You are dead. We can’t be together for real. I am married to James. I am leaving with him, for Italy.’ ‘Come with me to Brazil. We can live there together like normal couple.’ ‘I’m the only one who can see you.’ ‘For now.’ He resumed moving, rotating his hips to screw in deeper. She gasped. He nuzzled her neck. ‘You said you would love me forever,’ he whispered. ‘You promised.’ She didn’t reply. ‘You promised,’ he said again, fiercely. 63

‘Yes, I did.’ He moved faster and stronger inside her sending titillating sensations to course through her vain, raising goose bumps on her skin. She shivered as she came. He continued delving into her core until he came later. Caesar left before James returned with Regina. He simply walked into the bathroom and didn’t come out again. Jessica lay satiated in bed. ‘You look better,’ James commented as he crossed over to sit by her on the bed. ‘And you are undressed too. Regina is in the siting room. She will make you something to eat. She bought things on her way here.’ ‘I’m famished,’ she said with a beam. ‘Then get ready for a treat.’ He leaned forward and dropped a smacking kiss on her mouth. ‘We must have our honeymoon.’ Regina prepared rice and stew and salad. James brought wine and they all shared it after eating. James seemed happy with Jessica’s improvement. She was happier and more relaxed. He hoped they would make 64

love that night. The first real lovemaking between them. He was still pushing the issue with Caesar to the back of his mind. He refused to believe that his dead brother travelled down to this place to live with his wife, buy her a car and a house. There must be a sane explanation for it. But what he couldn’t rationalise was her knowledge of Caesar’s birthmark. She would only know if she had seen it or heard it mention somehow. Maybe he had mentioned it to her during the course of their online conversations. He couldn’t remember. Then he had considered the possibility of his wife experiencing a psychological problem and decided to consult a professional about it. But for now, she seemed happy and well enough to be with. After dinner, Regina and Jessica cleared the dishes. While in the kitchen Jessica expected Regina to bring up the issue of Caesar but she didn’t. It appeared her friend was eager to push the matter away. It clearly scared her. After meal, Regina hung around for a while and then decided to leave. ‘There is stew and soup in the fridge,’

she explained to Jessica. I got some loaves of bread and eggs. There are crackers too.’ ‘Thank you.’ Jessica hugged her friend. ‘I will see you guys soon.’ She left immediately. As soon as Regina left, James grabbed Jessica and smothered her with kisses. ‘I have been spotting a bluesteel hard-on since I saw you naked under the sheets hours ago. It is a wonder Jessica didn’t trip over it while rushing around.’ He chuckled. Jessica didn’t return his kisses enthusiastically. Caesar had satisfied her already. Her mound still throbbed from his assault. ‘I’m tired,’ she told James, ‘please, let me rest for a while.’ He dropped his hands beside him in disappointment. ‘Okay. I can wait for a few hours. I have waited for months.’ He made an attempt to laugh but didn’t see it though. Jessica was sorry to see his erection straining his trousers. She left him there and went to bed after she changed to her nightie. She fell into a deep sleep immediately she touched the bed. 66

She woke up in the middle of the night and was shocked to see Caesar lying beside her in the dim light that streamed from the security light outside. James slept soundly on the other side with his back to her. Caesar encircled her in his powerful arms and squeezed her into him. She sighed, snuggling closer. He kissed the top of her head then slid down to meet her face to face and they continued kissing. He slipped her flimsy nighty over her head and dropped it on the floor, then rubbed her naked breasts. She sighed, closing her eyes. He spread her legs and took her with such intensity that she shuddered and moaned out loud before she could stop herself. He steadily rode her into frenzy. She held on to him rocking her hips in rhythm with his movement. They climaxed together. He kissed her thoroughly. ‘I love you so much. You are what I missed in life. I can’t let you go now.’ She kissed him, her heart expanding with love for him. ‘I love you too.’ 67

James stirred. ‘I’m leaving.’ Caesar rolled off her and left in a flash. Jessica fell into a dreamless sleep. She woke up next morning with the feeling of wetness around her nipples. She opened her eyes and stared at the crown of James’s head on her chest. He was sucking at her oranges. ‘What are you doing?’ she asked him. He lifted his head and smiled at her. ‘Waking you up.’ He moved, positioning his waist in between her legs and his hand slipping in to guide himself in. She stopped him quickly. ‘No. Stop.’ He looked at her puzzled. ‘Why? I am your husband. We are married. We’ve been looking forward to this day, when we will be together.’ She moved away from him. ‘I know. But a lot have happened since then.’ ‘I know,’ he pulled her closer. ‘But it doesn’t matter. We are still married. I still love you.’ ‘I slept with your brother.’

‘He is dead. He doesn’t exist in the real sense of it.’ he held her and kissed her on the lips. ‘I am James, you love. Forget him.’ She pushed him away. ‘No!’ jumping down from the bed, she ran into the bathroom, locking the door. James sighed tiredly, rubbing at is forehead. He left for the kitchen and made simple breakfast of tea and bread, piling a plate high with crackers and another with bread. He brought it back to the bedroom, his wife was still in the bathroom. ‘Breakfast is here,’ he called to her. She didn’t answer. He hoped she was okay. He left the tray on a dinette, walked to the bathroom door and knocked. ‘Are you alright?’ He heard her sniffle and knew she was crying. ‘What do you want me to do?’ he asked her. He’d do anything to save her from this situation she found herself in. If he hadn’t married her she wouldn’t have encountered his brother. He brought Caesar upon her. Caesar had always been a thorn in his side. He was glad when he naturalised in another country far away from home. He 69

still remembered those days, during their teenage years, Jamesâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s girls would always prefer Caesar. One girl he had chased for months actually came to his house on the pretence of visiting him only to ogle at his twin brother all day. Caesar had no shirt on and had begun working out then, his body fully developed, a far cry from Jamesâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s scrawny look. It was part of the reason James started working out religiously after he left school. He was tired of people telling him how macho his brother was. Caesar made him feel inferior and made no bones in frolicking with his brotherâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s girls who threw themselves at him. Now, even in death he took his woman. James sighed, anger filling up his lungs and spurting bile into his mouth. He must destroy the hold he had on Jessica even if it meant him digging his grave up and burning his corpse like it was done in all those horror movies. But the thing was, there was no corpse to dig up. A missile took care of that in faraway Afghanistan. James waited for a while for Jessica to make her appearance and when she finally did, her eyes were 70

swollen and reddish. He allowed her to sit on her own on the other side of the bed. He would do all he could but accepting him back was totally left to her. She must reach out to him too. Open up her heart to him like before. â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;Do you want breakfast?â&#x20AC;&#x2122; he asked her. She shook her head. He took back the tray to the kitchen and had his breakfast there. He brought out a book from his bag and began to read.

Chapter 10 Three days they lived together in the new house like two strangers playing house. She hardly talked with him and only listened half-heatedly when he did the non-stop monologue. On the third day, she became increasingly morose, lashing out at him without warning.

He had come out of the bathroom after a warm shower. He towelled dry, rubbing at his head longer to mop up wetness from it. ‘Are you going out?’ she asked him from where she lay in bed. ‘No,’ he replied. ‘Why don’t you ever go out?’ she shouted at him. ‘You don’t have to be indoors shadowing me.’ He was stunned. ‘I am not shadowing you. I want to be around you. Besides, there is no place to go to without you with me.’ She swept him a dagger-look and sulked. ‘When are you returning to Italy?’ ‘Next week, and you are coming with me. I have spoken with a friend at the Embassy and he is willing to help.’ She jumped to her feet. ‘I am not going anywhere with you. I want to remain here.’ She tore out of the room slamming the door behind her. He followed her to the visitor’s room. She was standing by the window, staring out of it, her arms folded across her chest. ‘Go away,’ she snapped. ‘I want to be alone.’ 72

He obeyed her wish and went back to the bedroom to dress up. Jessica sighed as soon as James left and she began to cry. A soft mewling sound emitting from deep inside her as her shoulders shook. She felt that bad because she had not seen Caesar for days. She blamed it on James. His presence was driving his brother and her lover away. She knew she was irrational regarding her feelings but she couldn’t control it. Caesar was like her battery. Nothing made meaning to her without him. All she wanted was to be with him and in his arms. She was badly addicted to him and didn’t wish to be cured. James continual presence meant he could possibly break Caesar’s hold on her. He was her husband and legally had every right to her. She couldn’t bear giving her body to him when all she yearned for was Caesar. She wanted his hands on her body and him inside her. Thinking of him hurt her heart so badly. She wondered where he was and if she would see him again. Had he gone forever? To where the dead go to? She prayed that he would return. She would go with him anywhere he 73

wanted. Like Brazil. As long as she was with him, she could be happy. Lashing out at James this morning was her way of fighting her pain. She needed to get James out of the house so that Caesar could return. She hardly ate that day as she planned how to remove James. She even thought of killing him. She quickly banished that thought from of her mind. She couldn’t kill anybody. But she must get him out. Maybe, she would leave the house and hole up somewhere. She went back into the room and packed a bag. ‘Where are you going to?’ James asked her curiously. She shouldered the bag. ‘I’m moving into a hotel.’ ‘Why?’ ‘I need to be alone.’ James held her hand. ‘Why are you acting crazy? For a dead man?’ She turned and slapped him. ‘Leave me alone.’ Her eyes were wild as if possessed. James was stunned. ‘What are you doing? You are not you. He is controlling you.’ he reached out and wrapped 74

her struggling form in a tight embrace. ‘Please stay with me. I need you.’ She calmed down, looked up at him. ‘I love him,’ she whispered. ‘He made me fall in love with him. I told him I loved him over and over again.’ ‘But you were deceived. You thought he was me.’ She straightened away from him. ‘I suspected there were some things different. But even now that I know he is not you, I still can’t resist him. He wants me to go to Brazil with him.’ ‘He is a ghost! He is dead!’ James shouted at her. ‘I know,’ she shouted back. ‘I know. But no one would know over there.’ She pushed him away and ran out of the house. She ran blindly into her car and almost ran down James when he came after her. He watched her drive off. She checked into the hotel she had lodged with Caesar before, paying with her ATM card. She entered her room and locked the door. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes, waiting. She knew he would come. She had done what he wanted her to do, to be alone where he could 75

find her. He didn’t tell her this but she somehow knew what he wanted her to do. It was weird but she didn’t care. She dozed a little and when she woke, he was there beside her, looking into her face. She threw her arms around his neck crying happily. ‘You are here.’ He grinned at her. ‘Yes, I am.’ He claimed her mouth in an all-consuming kiss. They kissed for a very long, long time. She dragged her mouth from his later. ‘I need you,’ she cried. ‘I need you badly.’ ‘I need you more,’ he growled. She separated from him to tear her clothes off her body. He undressed too and they fell on the bed entwined and rolling around like two snakes. He separated his mouth from hers to rain kisses all over her body. ‘You are beautiful, perfect, sweet,’ he murmured in between kisses. She writhed, running her hands through his soft curly hair and the length of his back. He planted his hips between her thighs, fisted his erection and took her. She moaned, quivering as she 76

held tight to him. He took her through waves of ecstasies, loving her skilfully. ‘I love you,’ he groaned. ‘I love you too,’ she sighed. ‘Forever?’ ‘And ever.’ They spent all day in bed, he only went out to get her food and toiletries. They stayed together for days while he made plans for their migration to Brazil. We will be happy there,’ he told her. ‘I know.’ She snuggled into him, as he spooned her soft figure with his hard one. ‘I will marry you properly.’ She nodded. ‘We can have children too.’ She turned to look at him. ‘I didn’t know ghosts have children.’ ‘I’m not a ghost,’ he replied. ‘I’m not dead.’ She was confused. ‘But James said his brother died in Afghanistan.’

‘I know. But I am not dead as he thinks. But I am not human either. So, I can have children. Hope you still love me.’ She smiled at him. ‘I don’t care what you are. I love you so much. I will go anywhere with you. Even hell.’ He held her tightly, his face wrought with emotion. ‘You will go to hell with me?’ She smiled. That figure of speech must have gotten him all torn up inside, she thought. ‘I will go there with you.’ He enfolded her in an embrace. She would have heard his heart beating if he were human. But all she felt was heat. He made love to her again. This time she thought she was going to really die.

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Felecia, Jessica’s sister, was agitated. She promised to be in Nigeria the next day. He went with Regina to the airport to receive her. Back at the house, Felecia was distraught. ‘I don’t know what to say to this. She had Jessica’s pictures in her hands and her sister’s other personal effects scattered on the floor near her feet. ‘I don’t understand. Her phone is off. For a week?’ she cried, tears dripping down her face. ‘Who is this guy she is with?’ James didn’t know how to explain it to her. Regina was in the kitchen. ‘I don’t know how you would take this. But after I married Jessica over the internet, I came here more than a couple of months later only for her to tell me she had been living with a man that looked like me. She thought the guy was me.’ Felecia dropped the photos in shock and clapped her hands over her open mouth. ‘What?! Who was he?’ James shook his head. ‘I don’t know. She described someone who looked like my brother. He had died few months back.’

Felecia jumped to her feet. ‘My God. In my own family?’ she cried. James didn’t comprehend her. She cast a piercing look at him. ‘I know of such thing. I run a prayer institute in Ghana. I have come across different beings in the course of my work. Spirit husbands, demons, half-deads. But I have never encountered a fallen angel.’ ‘What do you mean by a fallen angel?’ ‘The angels cast out from heaven. They come to earth, take up bodies and live among men. They enthral whichever woman they choose and own them. These women marry them, live with them forever and have children for them. And when Arch Angels catch up with them, they are cast into hell, and most times they drag their family with them. If we don’t rescue Jessica, she would die a horrible death one day when caught up in the crossfire.’ ‘My God!’ James was trembling. ‘So, he is not my brother.’ ‘No, he is putting on your brother’s body.’ 80

James broke down and wept. Poor Caesar. Then he had to sober up. ‘How do we find her?’ ‘Where were they headed?’ Felecia asked him. ‘He is taking her to Brazil. Jessica told me.’ Felecia frowned. ‘The headquarters of two third of the universe’s deleterious spirits, he would easily melt into the crowd and live like any normal human being.’ ‘We must stake out Brazil bound flights,’ James cried. ‘We can catch them at the airport.’ Felecia agreed. ‘I will call a police relation. That is the only way we can stop Jessica from leaving. But we must do that before she enters the airport lobby. James nodded. ‘Yes, any international airport is a no man’s land. The police can’t arrest her inside it.’ The police relative, when contacted,

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incorporate into their plan a stop and search police team who were stationed before the airport gate and armed with Jessica’s photo. It took two days to find Jessica. She was at the back of a cab when she was stopped. As she was arrested, she 81

kept calling out to an invisible man only she could see. The police were convinced something was definitely wrong with Jessica. But the taxi driver believed she had entered his cab with a man an hour ago. He wondered where the man had gone to. But he kept his mouth shut and drove home, not wanting to get involved in police case. He had a family to feed. Jessica was bailed from of the police station hours later by her husband and sister. Though she was glad to see her sister, she refused to talk to James. Back at home, her sister sat her down and talked sense into her head. ‘Jessica, you are been used by a powerful demon,’ she told her plainly. ‘He will destroy you.’ ‘Please don’t go there,’ Jessica snapped at her. She had changed from the sweet sister Felecia used to know. It must be the effect of the encounter. You don’t hang out with demons and not get changed. Jessica got up. ‘I need to rest.’ She went into the room and lay down.

For days, James tried to get his wife to talk to him normally, while Felecia prayed and did other spiritual things to break the bond between Jessica and the fallen angel cum spirit husband. She prayed all night, singing and chanting and lightening strong smelling incenses from the innards of a fish. She said Angel Raphael used it to chase away a demon in the bible. She did it in the sitting room while Jessica slept alone in the masterâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s bedroom. James managed one of the guest bedrooms. As the days progressed and Felecia was concluding her prayer session, Jessica got better. Today, she allowed James to sit with her this evening and they talked for a while. That night, he slept in the bedroom with her.

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was fading away from her. She tried to call him to her but he only came in snatches in her dreams and hardly spoke with her. He merely appeared, make love to her and vanished quickly as if being chased. But now, she felt sorry for James. He had been so nice to her and patience. It showed that he truly loved her. He was never angry with her and tried to help her. He said he would never leave her. She talked with him today. ‘I am glad you are better,’ he said, relief overwhelming him. She truly felt healthier and lighter. ‘I don’t know about that. I wasn’t ill.’ He sighed. ‘I’d like to spend the night here with you. I want to be near you.’ She agreed. He went to the room he was using and brought his bag. He had his bath and joined her in bed. He reached over to touch her but she pushed him away gently. ‘I’m sorry. I am tired.’ He let her be, turning to the other side and slept off later.

She slept naked, expecting to dream of Caesar. He came as usual, kissed her briefly and entered her fast. She panted heavily, crying out intermittently as he rammed into her. ‘Are you okay?’ James’s voice made her open her eyes. He had snapped on the light and was staring down at her. ‘Remember you will love me forever.’ She heard Caesar whisper from the residue of her dream before vanishing and before she could come, leaving her extremely aroused and needing him still. She nodded. He left. All the while, James was staring down at her wide open legs, his mouth hanging open. ‘What are you doing? He asked her. ‘You said you were tired. I was lying near you.’ She pulled herself together covering her nakedness with the blanket and said nothing. James climbed the bed again coming over to straddle her. ‘Touch me.’ He seized her hand and pressed it on

his stiffness. ‘I need you badly. I am your husband, don’t refuse me.’ Jessica wanted to refuse him but Caesar had awakened her yen. She looked at James, he was really her legal husband. She had married him because she loved him. She smiled at him. ‘Okay.’ He sighed with relief and tossed off his pyjamas. He wasn’t wearing his glasses and so looked more like Caesar. His erection stood out strong and veiny. He climbed on top of her and claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss. She kissed him back, rubbing herself against him, her breasts against his feverish chest. He gathered the globes in his hands and caressed them with his tongue, licking and sucking them enthusiastically. ‘I love these, they are so suckable,’ he gushed. After ministering to her breasts he moved down to the mound between her legs and delved into it with his tongue. He sucked and tweaked her clit. Jessica moaned. ‘He lifted his head and slid back on top of her his mouth to hers. ‘You love that?’ 86

‘Yes,’ she whispered. ‘I can give you more.’ he went back to her love nest and perused it until she groaned louder and squirming under his touch, her body trembling, beset with overpowering emotions and she threw her legs open wider. He finally came up and adjusted his hips between her legs, screwing the head of his penis to her pink opening, teasing it, rubbing and sliding up and down. Jessica bucked under him, then when she couldn’t take it anymore she pulled him down. ‘Please take me.’ He smiled at her and entered her, sheathing himself completely. He made love to her fast and furiously, Jessica cried into the ceiling. She was reliving her moments with Caesar. The bed shook as he rode her hard, pounding into her with such ferocity that she imagined she was going to burst open. When he spilled his seed into her she was sweating and malleable. ‘I love you,’ he told her. ‘I love you too,’ she replied.

Instantly, a gust of wild wind blew from nowhere violently through the room. The electricity trembled and went off. The lampstand crashed to the floor and the painting hanging on the wall fell. Jessica screamed in alarm. ‘Is it a storm?’ James asked, rattled. ‘Are the windows open?’ He checked both windows, there were shut. That clearly baffled him. ‘What just happened?’ Jessica shook her head. But she knew it was Caesar. She had just confessed her love for James in the throes of lovemaking and he didn’t like it. Caesar was jealous. She trembled. James finished putting things back in place and sweeping up broken glasses, taking them to the dustbin in the kitchen area. He returned to sit with Jessica on the bed. She was still shaking. ‘It’s okay,’ he told her reaching out to hold her. She shook her head. ‘I love you,’ he told her.

She didn’t reply. Her body was numb and her heart mottled in jumbles of confusing thoughts. Caesar’s image occupied most of her thoughts and she feared what he might do to her or his brother. She was now terrified of Caesar They were silent for a while. Then James drew her closer. ‘Come here. This is our first real night together. We should enjoy it.’ She leaned into him for support. He smelled good. ‘I don’t know what to make of these occurrences,’ he continued to speak. ‘But if these have to do with the person that is Caesar now, I won’t allow him destroy my happiness. You are my wife. We love each other very much. He is interfering in my life, ruining things for me. I dare him to face me.’ He seized Jessica and kissed her thoroughly. She returned his kiss. ‘I love you,’ he said to her. ‘Answer me. Break loose. Untie your heart from him.’ She nodded. She could see it now. James was her husband and true love. Caesar was only using her. What was she thinking wanting to follow him to Brazil? Was 89

she serious? What had covered her vision all this while? She agreed with James, she must work loose the connection she had to Caesar and face her life with her husband. Things might go back to the way it was. She had loved James with all her heart until Caesar interfered. She smiled up at James. ‘I love you too.’ The house shook to its foundation. Felecia ran into their bedroom carrying a silver bowl of burning incense and chanting prayers in a strong almost inhuman voice. Felecia suddenly had a supernatural aura emanating from her person as she circled the room confronting Caesar calling him by his true name. ‘You said you will love me forever!’ a deep voice thundered from the walls. ‘Because I didn’t know who you were! James is my husband. I want to be with him.’ Jessica screamed back at the ceiling, angry, scared and bold enough to defy him. ‘Go to the pit of hell where your likes belong,’ Felecia roared. ‘You disobeyed the sacred law of the almighty.

You are not of this world and the body you are wearing is not yours. Be gone!’ The house trembled and groaned. The voice shrieked in a horrible bloodcurdling tone. Felecia brought a pail of holy water and began to spray it all over the room and other rooms and around the house. She anointed the house with oil and poured the rest all over Jessica, some of it slipped into her mouth and she swallowed them. ‘Be gone!’ Felecia kept screaming. After a while and fierce spiritual battle, with an excruciating groan, the voice died away and everything became death still. ‘He is gone,’ Felecia whispered with relief. Jessica fell into James’s arms, sobbing. ‘I am sorry. I am really sorry.’ He stroked her lovingly. ‘It’s okay.’ They held on to themselves in a tight embrace. Felecia left them, closing the door behind her, a triumphant smile on her tired face.

Epilogue Caesar never returned. James and Jessica finally had their honeymoon and moved to Italy after selling the house and the car. Over the coast of Onitsha river Niger, Caesar lingered. He was trapped in that domain, pinned down by other nefarious forces who didnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t want him in their own realm after his clash with Felecia the Spiritual warrior. He had just discovered she had the backing of some Seraphim. He must spend time here until he could be reintegrated. And while he was here, he should find a wife and reproduce. Maybe this time, it would work out fine.

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My Ghost Lover is the first of my Naughty Wife novels in this genre. It is a novel solely crafted for entertainment and mostly targeted at women. It started with talking with my friends who were interested in erotic stories but too busy or shy to go look for ones that suited their tastes, so I offered to write them one and continued after that. I did not envisage it to come out this beautiful. For moral reason I prefer this book not exposed to people under twenty-one years. This story is meant to put in one or two zests to a wife/mother’s romantic life. It is not easy to be passionate after a typical woman’s day, this book would help, somehow.

Ify-Asia C. She is a wife, a mother and had worked as a photographer before becoming a full-time writer. She has published other books and currently lives in Abuja.

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Excerpts from KIDNAP ME Chapter 1 Julius stared at the sleeping form of his wife for a long time, wondering how life would have been without her. From head to toe, she was unimaginably beautiful. Her skin glowed in the semi-darkness, her hips curved to perfection. And if she wasnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t backing him, he would be looking at well-endowed chests and finely sculpted face. He loved her lips the most.

But with all these, Julius still wished his wife dead, or better still, lost. He wanted and needed a life devoid of her. He had never known peace and happiness since he married her. And he always wondered how he missed these deadly qualities he was just finding out after foolishly getting himself hitched to her. He had run from pillar to post to solve the problems which were his wife. He was still searching; looking for solutions and dying slowly each day he spent with her. He wasn’t actually dying physically, for she would not let him, but his spirit had withered, shrivelled out. Maybe he should just reach over now and try strangling her again. The last time he tried it, he regretted it for weeks. She punished him thoroughly and he thought God would finally grant him his wish and take away his miserable life, but that didn’t happen. He lived on, to suffer more in her cruel clutches. She stirred, sighing in her sleep. Julius quickly dived back on the bed, closing his eyes tight. ‘I know you are awake,’ Venus said softly, her eyes still closed. ‘I could hear you thinking in my sleep, thinking one of your evil thoughts.’ Julius remained still. She must not know he was awake or he would be in for a gruelling night.

Venus sat up, opening her beautiful eyes and smiling down at him. She reached over and smacked his cheek. ‘Get up,’ she ordered him gently. ‘Since you are awake, we can have some fun.’ Julius was already quaking. He was hungry and tired. If she handled him again, he wouldn’t be able to go to work the next day. His fashion business was already suffering as it was. The top of the shelf boutique he opened eight years ago, that steadily drew classy crowd for five years until he married Venus, then the success of his businesses suddenly depended on her moods. He wished to God he never opened that boutique, the reason and where he met her. Venus removed her flimsy red nightie. ‘Come, I need it. You made me horny just by using your brain too much this middle of the night.’ He lay prone. She got up and straddled him. He opened his eyes and sighed. ‘Venus, I am tired and hungry.’ She opened her eyes wide in shock. ‘Why didn’t you eat?’ ‘There was no food in the house and I had no money.’ She shrugged. ‘’Kay, I will get you something to eat later. You shouldn’t have returned late today. I have warned you several times to always come back early.’ ‘The last of my workers left today. I had to run the shop alone.’

She shrugged again. ‘Well, if you had been a good husband, I would have come to the boutique to help you out.’ ‘Venus, I am a good husband. I do everything you tell me. Why don’t you have mercy on me and…’ Her eyes suddenly changed colours, from light brown to stormy black orbs. ‘What? You want me to leave you again? To divorce you?’ Julius held his breath. ‘Well, you know I will never leave you. I love you too much. I want us to have children. Plenty children. I have always wanted them. Maybe seven girls and a boy.’ She smiled. Then screamed, ‘but you don’t want to give me children! You are deliberately impotent!’ Julius covered her mouth with his palm. ‘Shhh! The neighbours. You don’t want police case again?’ She scuffed. ‘Let them go and pick police again that we are disturbing their peace and they will regret it the way they did the last time.’ ‘Julius shifted a little under her weight. ‘I was the one that suffered it. The police men let you go and threw me behind counter all night.’ ‘Well, I poisoned the neighbours four Alsatians to revenge your incarceration. They couldn’t prove it.’ ‘That was cruel. Whatever the poor dogs did to you.’ ‘They disturbed my peace by barking.’

‘When there is an intruder.’ She hissed. ‘I don’t need mere dogs to protect me. They weren’t mine so why should they be barking for me?’ Julius shut up. He didn’t want to rile her. He hoped she had forgotten about sex. She disappointed him. ‘Darling,’ she purred, ‘I am all wet and dripping. Can you feel it?’ she caught hold of his hand and shoved it under her, in between her legs. ‘Feel it.’ He sighed, resigning to fate. She grabbed his penis and began to work on them, massaging and sucking it. Against his wish, his thing sprang to life. She grinned happily, that was the only part of him she really liked a lot. She lifted herself up, positioned his member at the tip of her opening, eased it in smoothly and began to ride him, moaning as she did so. She was on top of him for thirty minutes flat. He remained hard while she rocked, climaxing several times in a row. She climbed off him when she was done, his manhood still stiff. She padded to the kitchen, still naked, returning a minute later with a plate of rice and salad and a bottle of chilled Star beer. He didn’t wonder where she got it from. He was used to that. She could produce whatever dish she wished anytime and could make the house empty of food too.

She placed the food on a bedside stool and returned to bed. Julius jumped up immediately to eat but she held him. ‘We are not through yet. I had just few orgasms. I need more.’ Julius shook his head. ‘I am starving.’ He stubbornly carried the food and spooned in rice to his mouth and chewed it fast. His throat constricted when he tried to swallow. He tried several times to swallow the food but couldn’t. Then his chest began to burn. He looked at his wife. She was glaring at him with squally eyes. He returned the food to the table and lay back on the bed, his penis pointing upwards like a long metal water pump. Wordlessly, Venus climbed on top of him and began to ride him again. She climaxed thirty minutes later and that was when he could swallow his food. He ate hungrily, polishing off the plate in a flash and chasing it down with gulps of his beer, breathing like he ran a mountain race. She brought more food to him, rubbing his back as he ate.

Chapter 2 Predictably, Julius was too tired to go to the boutique the next morning. He groaned as the sun broke through the curtains to remind him men like him were off to work. Venus slept soundly beside him. He got up to ease himself, then pad to the parlour. A

flask and cups were on the dining table. Toasted bread and eggs in a plate sat beside the flask. When did his wife prepare this meal? He must be too whacked to notice her doing these things. He sat down and devoured the breakfast and returned to bed. When he woke up two hours later around eleven o’clock, Venus was already up and dressed. She was applying her perfume. She looked stunning in a simple blue gown that hardly reached her knees. ‘Where are you going to?’ he asked her. She turned around, checking herself in the full length mirror. ‘All of us mustn’t be lazy and idle in the house. I have a job interview to attend.’ ‘You didn’t tell me that when you were here, all night, fucking me to oblivion,’ Julius almost shouted. She stared at him, her lips curled in amusement. ‘What is eating you? I thought men love vagina. Better get up and go to work. Lazy man.’ She picked up her bag. ‘Let me not meet you here when I return.’ She swished off. Julius knew she wasn’t going to any interview. She must have one poor man in one corner she was going to torment for the rest of the day. Julius was supposed to feel jealous, but it wasn’t there.

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He was rather relieved that he was going to be free of Venus for a while. He got up, picked his phone and called his brother, the only member of his family still talking to him. Venus had stripped him of almost all his relatives. She never allowed any of them to visit and never spoke to them. His father died a sad man a year back. On his dying bed, he lamented the misfortune of his first son. None of the family members attended Julius’s wedding, because his wife insisted they do it somewhere abroad. And Julius never visited home after the wedding, even when his father was gravely ill. When the old man eventually died, Venus insisted he mustn’t travel for the funeral. Julius swore he must attend his father’s burial. And that was when she nearly killed him. She had glared at him and said. ‘You will not leave this street.’ He had decided to travel with his own car. As he was about to drive out of his street and join the main road, another car from nowhere rammed into his? Julius ended up with a fractured leg. He was screaming, telling people helping him out of his car not to take him home but to a motor park. ‘I need to see my father’s corpse,’ he kept shouting. ‘I must attend my father’s funeral!’ ‘He is delirious,’ one man told another. ‘Shock, I guess.’

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‘Take it easy mister,’ another said. ‘Your father is dead. Thank God you are alive. Let’s take him to the hospital. Somebody, call his wife.’ ‘Don’t call my wife!’ he screamed. ‘I don’t want to see her.’ ‘Delirious again.’ He saw Venus looking down at him. ‘He is my husband,’ she cried. ‘Take him to the house. I will call our family doctor immediately.’ Julius was carried to the house. When everybody left, she bandaged his leg by herself and injected him a painkiller. She used to be a nurse she had told him. She got a bone doctor later who treated him in the house. ‘Take me to your hospital,’ Julius begged the man. ‘Admit me there. Admit me for months.’ ‘There is no need for that,’ the doctor said and left few minutes later. Julius was devastated. He couldn’t get across to his village or talk to his family, his phone was nowhere to be found. ‘Don’t worry, they won’t miss you much,’ Venus told him standing over him. ‘They always believed you were a bad son since you married me.’ ‘Please I need to see my father before they bury him,’ Julius pleaded with her, teas gushing from his eyes. ‘Don’t worry, you can always dig him out and enjoy the sight of his decomposing body when you are ready. You belong with me. I

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want you too much to let you stay away from me even for a minute.’ So, with him in bed, his leg in a cast and alleviated, Venus used him thrice a day. He was able to use her phone to get across to his brother few days later. He was the only one that listened to him. ‘You need to find a way to get away from that woman,’ he told Julius. ‘That woman is pure evil.’ Now, as he ate breakfast, Julius ran through his mind how he met Venus and why he had married her in the first place. Visit www.ifyasia.com if you wish to finish the story.

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