Must Read: Secrets – Episode 19

Episode 19

 

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7:15 am, The Maxwell

 

Corporation

 

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Maxwell stepped out of his

 

limousine and ambled toward

 

the grand lobby of Maxwell

 

Corporation building. Three streets away, on the twelfth floor of a hotel building, a sniper perched on the window of his room. He focused his

 

thermal rifle scope and aimed at Maxwell with his finger on the trigger. Before Maxwell could step into the lobby, the sniper squeezed the trigger; lumps of flesh and arterial blood exploded into the air from the back of Maxwell’s head and he slumped to the ground in a heap. The sniper slowly pulled his weapon into his room and closed the curtain.

 

In front of the Maxwell Corporation building, there was chaos. Security men fired shots in every direction not knowing where the bullet came from.

 

On the floor, Maxwell was in the throes of death, choking in his pool of blood.

 

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7:18 am, Bimpe’s House.

 

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Mr. Femi, Bimpe’s husband, was still in bed with Linda, his

 

secretary. He had spent the

 

night with her and had slept

 

very little. When his phone rang, he sighed and was minded to ignore it. But when his two other lines began to ring simultaneously, he dragged himself out of bed and picked the call on his major phone line.

 

The call was from a Desert

 

Scorpion hit man. “Mr. Femi,

 

Maxwell is down. Once we pick

 

up Mayo and your wife, we will

 

let you know.”

 

Mr. Femi stood up and went into the bathroom.

 

In there he lowered his voice

 

and said, “If picking up Bimpe

 

and Mayo alive would prove

 

difficult, waste them and bring

 

me Mayo’s testicles. I still want

 

them.”

 

“You will get them sir,”

 

the scorpion guy said before the phone line went dead. Back in his room, Mr. Femi climbed into his bed and began to kiss Linda from her belly up to her

 

breasts. “You promised me a lap dance, can I get it now?” he asked. Linda nodded shyly and rolled out of bed.

 

Twenty minutes later she was

 

busy giving Mr. Femi a lap

 

dance. The two of them were

 

stopped cold when Mayo and a

 

masked man broke into the

 

bedroom. Mayo had a springfield automatic Pistol and handled it menacingly. Mr. Femi was expecting Mayo to

 

shoot him and Linda, but what

 

he said stunned him.

 

“Get dressed with your mistress sir. Someone has ordered a hit on you. Bimpe wants me to take you to safety.” Linda did not

 

waste a moment; before Mayo

 

could finish his words she was

 

already on her feet, struggling

 

into her undergarments. Mr.

 

Femi was in shock and found it

 

hard to believe. Mayo studied

 

him for a moment and asked,

 

“You don’t believe it that Bimpe sent me to protect you, do you?

 

Look sir, Bimpe did all the stuffs you saw in the videos and worse. But what she cannot do is watch you die. You have done her no wrong.” Mr. Femi pointed his finger at

 

Mayo and asked, “Are you not

 

Mayowa Folarin?” and moved

 

closer to him as if he would

 

start a fight.

 

“Yes, I am. I think I know why you are asking who I am sir,” Mayo replied. “Do you?”

 

“Yes, and this is not the right

 

time and place to discuss it. Get dressed sir, the guys after you will kill everyone in

 

here when they arrive.” Reluctantly Mr. Femi began to dress up. Some fifteen

 

minutes later, he and Linda were smuggled out of his house to some unknown

 

location. While Mr. Femi and

 

Linda were left in a lush room.

 

Mayo a called Bimpe to

 

inform her that her husband

 

had been moved to safety. “Bim, Femi has been moved out of the house. In the

 

next two hours the news of his death will hit the media. I planned it in such a way

 

everyone will believe he is

 

dead. He has found himself a

 

pretty babe to warm himself

 

up.”.

 

“Thanks a lot Mayo. When I

 

am done speaking with you, I

 

would like to speak with my husband.”.

 

“I think that will help to settle him a lot. He thinks I came to kill him. He recognized my face from the videos.” “What?! Why didn’t you wear a

 

mask?”.

 

“I wanted him to know the face saving his ass. I doubt

 

he will come after me after this gesture. It is a mind game. I am good at it Bimpe, relax.”

 

“Maxwell is dead. Are you aware of that?.

 

I think my husband made the call.”.

 

 

“I think so too. But it is not skin off my nose. I think I would do worse if I was in his shoes.”

 

Bimpe sighed deeply and shot

 

her eyes. She searched her mind about what to do and then asked, “Mayo, what if he already has sent assassins after us?”.

 

“I think he has. There is no doubt about it. I have three out of his four children. If he doesn’t come after me, I would be surprised.”. “Should we kill him then?”.

 

“No. He has done no wrong. I want to walk the high road with him. We hurt him first, and he is doing what a

 

man in his position would do.”

 

“I am scared, Mayo.”. Enjoy some more erotica and love stories from Topster Stories app “You shouldn’t be. Stay under until I sort all this out.

 

Emilia pulled some strings which brought us to where we are right now. I will fix it

 

all soon. Stay under and do nothing.”.

 

“I will try.”

 

After that Mayo went back into

 

the room where Mr. Femi and

 

Linda were and gave him the

 

phone to speak with his wife.

 

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THE PREVIOUS NIGHT

 

10:45 pm, Orange Resort

 

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Martin began to shake

 

when Chucks and his men

 

opened their torture tool box.

 

Chucks pulled a seat and sat in

 

front of him. Removing his

 

phone from his pocket, he

 

played a clip of the scandalous

 

sex video for Martin and asked,

 

“Who made this video and the

 

others?.I want you to tell me all you know about the videos.” Martin tried to say something

 

 

but it came out muffled because his mouth was covered. Seeing he wanted to talk, Chucks outlined for him the rules he must observe for things to end well between them. (Topster Stories) Enjoy some more erotica and love stories from Topster Stories app

 

“I am going to remove the rug from your mouth, but if you shout, I will shoot you on the head and then go to your house to slaughter your wife and children.” The mention of his wife and

 

children really got to him. He

 

nodded, signaling he would

 

stick to the rules. Chucks stood up and removed the gag from his mouth. “Now start talking,”

 

Chucks said. He had a tape

 

recorder on.

 

Meanwhile in the restaurant,

 

Eve, Stanley and their squad

 

were still waiting for Chucks

 

and his men to come out. The

 

man to whom Emilia’s house

 

address was sent to had sent

 

them his findings. According to him, the house into which Leroy entered belonged to a certain Amina Houghton. The guy also believed that the house was being occupied by its owner, who may have other aliases. Eve and Stanley could not wait to get to know who she was. All they could deduce so far was that the Amina Houghton, Chucks and Leroy were all working together.

 

To get a hang of what was really going on, Stanley decided that they should pick Chucks up and question him. The way they planned it, they would use Chucks to lure out the man who shot them in the night of their wedding. They still did not know his name, but they were confident a few pieces of the puzzle would begin to fit into

 

their places by the time they

 

speak with Chucks and the

 

shooter.

 

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10:50 pm, Bay Apartments

 

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For days Chucks stalled about

 

telling Lizzy the truth about the sort of life he lived with his friends and why some people were after them. Lizzy was

 

determined to get the truth

 

from him, but somehow Steve

 

kept evading her questions,

 

using the precarious situation

 

around them as his excuse. To

 

get he answers she wanted,

 

Lizzy decided to pull a stunt on

 

Steve. Steve had sneaked out of the hotel where they hid to go buy some things they needed.

 

By the time he came back he

 

met Lizzy on the phone with a

 

senior police officer, Lizzy was

 

hysterical, narrating their ordeal to the officer. Steve did not like the idea. He and his friends had so much dirt on them that they all decided not to get the police involved. For Lizzy to have called the police and told them all she knew meant trouble. Steve grabbed the phone from her, dropped the call and checked how long she had been talking.

 

He was shocked to see she had been on the phone for twenty minutes.

 

Chucks was beside himself with anger and fear.

 

“You should never have done

 

this Lizzy! You shouldn’t!!”

 

“Since you won’t tell me why

 

some people want us dead, and the reason they are flying nu.de pictures of you and I about. I have decided to get the police involved. I am as taxpayer. It is my right to involve law enforcement agents when I feel my life is in danger!”

 

Steve could see how

 

determined she was and so

 

began to plead with her, “Babe,

 

you can’t talk to the police. I will tell you all you want to know.

 

Just promise me you won’t run

 

away. Trying to leave me now

 

might put you in grave danger.”

 

“No, you are wrong. Knowing

 

you was what put me in trouble in the first place. Steve, if you want me to remain in your life, you have to tell me the truth.”

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Steve took her hand and led her to a seat and began to narrate to her some of the things he thought he could tell her without doing much damage to his ego or letting her know how spoilt and evil he really

 

was. “I got into bad habits back when I lived in Italy. You know the sex business in

 

Italy, I really got into it. My unfaithfulness to you has nothing to do with my not

 

loving you. I am madly in

 

love with you!. My problem is

 

that I have now become a slave of my own sexual desires. I and my friends are the same. We come together to have sex in the most twisted ways you can imagine. I am very sorry…” Steve began to cry deliberately to get Lizzy’s pity. “I am hooked to sexual drugs. The ones I gave you, I hardly can do without them,” he continued. Lizzy had not seen him cry,

 

somehow, watching him cry

 

made her feel better. She did

 

not pity him, but oddly enough

 

wanted him to cry much more.

 

“People do not want us dead

 

because you sleep with your

 

friends and regularly use sex

 

drugs. There is more to what is

 

happening and you haven’t told me much. I think someone wants to destroy our marriage because of what you did to his

 

marriage. Why would anyone

 

strip me nu.de at gunpoint, take photos of me with na.ked men, and also send to me pictures of you and your friend in sexual acts? .It is clear whoever is after us wants our marriage destroyed. He or she is out for revenge. I knew somehow that you were cheating on me but not at this scale.”

 

Steve tried to give her a plausible answer but no words came through. His mind

 

was blank; he tried desperately to explain all that was happening but could not.

 

Finally, he had to tell her

 

something close to the truth,

 

“There are ladies I have had sex with whose husbands are after me. They want to

 

pay me back for what I did.”

 

“I suppose it won’t be difficult

 

for you if I call them to settle all this by giving them an offer to spend a night with me in a

 

hotel of their choice. I want us

 

to stop running and go back to

 

our children,” Lizzy said,

 

deliberately pulling his legs.

 

Steve’s heart began to beat fast; he could not imagine other men doing to his wife what he did to other women. Steve could not bring himself to tell his wife that he had children with some women outside their marriage. He would not mention to his

 

wife that many university girls

 

he gave pendulum had died in his hands while having sex with them. He knew he would never tell her about the videos making rounds amongst certain people or about his roles in their making.

 

Steve kept mum about his life as a professional killer, both in Italy and in the country. L

 

“Has your filthy lifestyle anything to do with Eve and Stanley being shot in the night of their wedding,” Lizzy asked

 

expecting her husband to lie to her as usual. Steve swallowed hard and began to sweat. He had not mentioned the shooting to Lizzy, she must have picked it up from the media.

 

“You know; I have been

 

wondering why you never

 

mentioned for once to me the

 

shooting of your friends. Isn’t it striking that all these began after the shooting?. Was Stanley like you too?”

 

While Steve wondered how to answer Lizzy’s questions, a maid in the hotel was

 

coming to their room to deliver to Lizzy a parcel containing the scandalous videos.

 

Yet again those after them were able to find them using the chip placed in her

 

Sony camera.

 

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