Must Read: Secrets – Episode 16

Episode 16

 

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“Who was the lady who came to kill us?” Lizzy asked her husband, Steve.

 

“I still don’t know. I would give a million away to get a grasp of what is happening.”

 

“I don’t believe you, baby. You just don’t have the courage to tell me. First a nude picture of me was sent to you, after that I was kidnapped and made to pose nude with some men. I believe it’s time to tell me the truth. Who loaded my camera with the nude pictures of you and your female friends? Who wants us dead?.

 

Please I need answers,” Lizzy

 

demanded. Steve felt boxed in.

 

He knew he was not going to lie his way out of this one. Lizzy had been a great

 

wife to him, however his bent for sex

 

outside of marriage and with

 

multiple partners had driven

 

him into the abyss of lasciviousness.

 

“I cannot say that I have been a good husband to you, baby,” Steve said. His voice was shaky; and it wasn’t for the fear of his wife, but for the fear of what might happen to his family. He could see it coming. He could see himself losing his wife and kids to his shockingly adulterous life and the consequences of it.

 

“So you have been sleeping

 

around with every woman willing to part her legs for you?” Lizzy asked with tears running

 

down her cheek.

 

“I have done worse, baby. I wish I could go back in time and take it all back; make things different and love you like I should. I have done things you can’t believe.” “You know I don’t deserve this Steve. I have loved you and the

 

children with all my heart. I have done everything you asked me to do. I have done things in bed with you that I can’t tell fellow women. I have taken your sex drugs to please you and almost died doing it. Have I not kept my body fit and sexy for you?. I have lied at work and drove home like mad just to make love to you. I strip nude for you and dance naked in our bedroom

 

like a woe for you and still you run around with other women. What have I done wrong?.

 

Have I denied you sex at any time?.Have I treated you with disrespect? Even now you are still my prince in shining armour.” Lizzy was shaking and

 

crying profusely as she spoke.

 

Steve had always calmed her

 

with sex whenever she was

 

worked up. He began to

 

undress her. Lizzy didn’t blink;

 

she sat looking right through

 

him as he undressed her. When

 

Steve was done peeling her

 

clothes off, Lizzy stood up and

 

walked into the next room and

 

locked the door behind her. For once in their eight-year-old marriage, she did not walk away from him whenever he undressed her. Steve was disturbed. He tried to

 

reach out to Lizzy and make up with her, but she would not open the door to him.

 

He used all methods he could but she still would not budge. About the time Steve

 

had given up and sat on the floor with his head bowed in sorrowful thoughts, Lizzy

 

opened the door, walked back into the living room still nude and sat next to him

 

like she was never angry with him.

 

Steve put his arms around her

 

and began to plead. Still feeling numb and cold with rage, Lizzy said, “I don’t want

 

you to plead for forgiveness, it just won’t work with me. Please don’t waste your

 

time doing it. This is what I want…”

 

“What do you want? Tell me

 

please,” Steve cut in.

 

“I want the truth. The whole truth. I want to know what is going on. Steve I have always loved you and you know it. I can’t live through a day wondering what you might be doing when I am not with you. I want you to tell me all you have been doing. If you don’t tell me, this is what I am going to do. I will sleep every man you have known in your live and I will make sure you get photos of all of them just like yours were sent to me. I will make babies with men you despise! I will strangulate your children and send you photos of their lifeless bodies! You have hurt and broken me beyond words. Nude photos of me with strange men are floating around somewhere now and it is all because of you.” Steve held her and tried to calm her, but she kicked at him and unleashed a slap to his face.

 

None of them had raised a

 

finger on each other in their

 

eight-year-marriage. Steve

 

rubbed his face, trying to

 

extinguish the stinging pain the slap had left on it.

 

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EARLIER THAT DAY

 

6:33 am, Oak City Hotel

 

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The guard whom the assassin

 

had sent to find a way for her

 

to get into Steve’s hotel room

 

was standing at the assassin’s

 

 

door knocking. She opened the door, and pulled the guard in, she was still without her clothes on. “You came back rather too soon, have you found a way I can get to see my man in that room?” she asked.

 

“I don’t have to. The man has left with the woman who was with him,” the guard replied. The assassin was shocked. “How?. When?” she asked. “While I was still here

 

with you, they left with the

 

some of my colleagues giving

 

them cover.”.

 

The lady dashed toward her purse, picked her phone and placed a call to someone outside the hotel,

 

“Steve is gone!

 

He is no longer in the hotel! Did you see him leave the hotel?”. “No, we did not!. He may still be somewhere

 

in the hotel!”.

 

“He is gone man, someone in the hotel told me he is gone.” “Who told you that? We did not see him leave, he

 

must still be in there!”.

 

“Did you see some of the guards leave the hotel?” “Yes, we did and they have long returned to the hotel.” “Sorry man, when you saw the

 

guards leave, they were actually smuggling Steve and his wife out of the hotel.

 

Find him and get back to me.” “Gosh!..

 

How did I miss that? .

 

“Are you coming with us?” the male voice on the phone asked. “No, I won’t be

 

joining you in the chase just yet.

 

I have got some work to do

 

right away in my room. Bye.”

 

She dropped the call and went

 

over to the sound system in the room and turned up the volume and began to dance obscenely before the guard. The guard understood her cue and undressed hurriedly. She

 

danced back to where he stood and inquired, “I hope you can make me cry. I like it

 

when my man makes me cry.” Without warning, the guard slapped her across the

 

face and the force sent her two steps backward. Holding her cheek in shock for a

 

moment, she lunged towards toward the

 

guard and drew blood from his

 

 

face with quick thrown punches. She was a well-trained fighter, with stunning build.

 

Without clothes on, the two of

 

them engaged in a mock fight

 

for a few minutes before she

 

overpowered the guard and

 

they descended into twisted

 

sexual acts.

 

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THE PREVIOUS DAY

 

11:20 am, Bimpe’s Husband’s

 

House.

 

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Bimpe’s husband was sitting at

 

the dining table with three well- dressed men in designer suits sitting opposite him. Bimpe’s husband pushed Bimpe’s picture to them and said, “That is my wife. I want her cut down immediately. We were supposed to have four children together, but for some reason, none of them is mine.” He pushed another picture to the three men and continued, “This is Maxwell, he is the father of my

 

favourite child. I want him dead in three days… Here is the picture of the man who is

 

responsible for my other three

 

children. His name is Mayowa

 

Folarin, and is fondly called Mayo. I want you to kill him and bring me his

 

testicles….” He paused for a few seconds and continued, “You know what, try to

 

bring me Mayo and my wife alive. I would like them to amuse with live sex before I kill them. Can you do that for me? It should be a piece of cake for you guys. You are not Desert Scorpion for nothing.” The three men exchanged looks and smiled.

 

Bimpe’ s husband pushed a fourth picture to the men and explained, “Find these four children and bring them to me, they are supposed to be my

 

children. I haven’t decided what to do with them yet.” When the three men left,

 

Bimpe’s husband went over to

 

his bar, sat on a stool and tried

 

to break down a bottle of

 

cognac. After a few gulps he

 

whispered to himself, “This

 

sucks.” He stood up from the

 

stool and went over to the

 

dining table, picking his phone

 

he dialed his secretary, “Hello

 

Linda, what are you doing right

 

now?”.

 

“I am working on the

 

Kensington deal sir,” the

 

secretary replied.

 

“I want you to pass it to someone else, tell that person I said so. You have five minutes to do that. Once you

 

are done, please get down to my house. I suppose twenty minutes should be enough for

 

that.”

 

“Okay sir, I will try my best to get your house in twenty minutes. However, sir, I do not

 

know where your house is.”

 

“Tell Samson to drive you down here. If he is not in the office, find him and have him bring you here.” As soon as Bimpe’s husband dropped the call, he spoke with his gateman through the intercom and informed him he was expecting a guest.

 

About thirty minutes later, Linda, his secretary, walked into his grandly furnished living room.

 

“Good morning sir. I am sorry I took a little longer to get here, Samson delayed me,” she bowed and explained her delayed arrival.

 

Turning as if he just took notice of her, Bimpe’s husband waved at her to sit down. She sat wondering what she had done wrong. Her eyes were darting in every direction. There was something near a bottle of cognac at the bar. It was like a gun. Linda felt her heart sink into her stomach. She was not sure for which of her many sins she had been invited to her boss’ house. She was too afraid and so thought very fast; removing her phone from her bag, she clutched her abdomen and winced in pain, feigning she had suddenly become sick. She wanted to go use the bathroom and call for help.

 

“Excuse me sir…”

 

“Linda do you know why I invited you here?” Bimpe’s husband cut in. Still

 

clutching her abdomen, Linda

 

shook her head and said, “No

 

sir.” What followed next was a

 

blast for her.

 

“I want you to seduce me,” were Bimpe’s husband’s next words

 

In shock Linda released her hand from her abdomen and dropped her phone to the sofa she was sitting on. Her mouth hung wide open and her eyes seemed to pop out of their

 

sockets.

 

“I am sorry sir, I did

 

not…”.

 

“Linda, I am not a child.

 

You have always tried to seduce me when we worked late together at my office. Right now, I am offering you a chance to do it without fear.”

 

Linda was at her wits end. She

 

had no clue about what to say

 

next or about what was

 

happening. The sight of a gun

 

sitting at the bar did much to

 

make her nervy. For about three minutes she did not say a word.

 

All she did was breathe heavily

 

like an asthmatic patient. “Linda, I am still waiting for you. When should I take off my clothes?”

 

Bimpe’s husband asked. “I am

 

very sorry sir that in the past I

 

tried to seduce you. Please

 

forgive me. From today, I will do my best to be of good behavior…”

 

She knelt in a prayer posture, clasped her hands and continued, “…I swear by God sir, I will never let you see any of my body parts.”.

 

“I am sorry Linda; I want to see your body parts today. I will pay for it if that is fine by you.” Linda could see

 

her boss was serious and so

 

she stood to her feet and began to remove her clothes. While she did that, Bimpe’s husband walked closer to her and said, “You are a pretty girl. The only reason I did not take any of your seductive baits was simply that I swore never to touch another woman after my marriage.”.

 

“So why do you want to do it now and in your house?.

 

You should take me somewhere else at least for

 

your wife’s sake,” Linda suggested.

 

“My wife is dead.”

 

Linda was frozen when she

 

heard that and drew closer to

 

her boss with only her under

 

garments on and put her hands around him before asking, “When did Madam Bimpe die sir?” She was genuinely

 

concerned. Bimpe’s husband

 

put his hands around her and

 

replied, “She is dead in my

 

heart.”

 

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6:20 pm,Thomas Street.

 

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Leroy was on the sidewalk

 

pacing hastily, suddenly a

 

Chevrolet stopped for him,

 

the door swung open and he

 

jumped in. Somewhere behind,

 

were Eve and Stanley in an ash

 

Peugeot. They were actually

 

following Chucks who was in

 

Chevrolet when they

 

spotted Leroy. Eve was trying

 

very hard to control herself. She could not believe it that Stanley’s best man on their wedding day could have anything to do with the man who shot them on the night of their wedding. Both Stanley and the guards’ helmsman who was at the back

 

seat of the Peugeot 306 had to

 

restrain her from jumping out of the car and chasing after the Chevrolet with the

 

gun in

 

her hand.

 

“You have to stop Baby!.

 

Stop please!” Stanley

 

shouted at Eve barely

 

 

restraining her. Eve tried to talk but her mouth gave no sound as hot tears ran down her cheek.

 

In the Chevrolet, a frantic conversation was going on between Leroy and Chucks.

 

“Who ordered the hit?” Chucks

 

asked. “I don’t know who, but I

 

got my orders from Emilia.

 

However, there are those above her whom she takes orders from. I think they were the ones who wanted your friends shot on their wedding day. They may be the ones who paid for the

 

videos to be made,” Leroy

 

replied.

 

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