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Episode 1 The Coincidence

Its valentines night. I reserved the best suite in my hotel to make it a memorable one for me and Nkiru. The touch of red and white decoration complemented my white suit and red trouser which I completed with a red long sleeve shirt, white shoe and white bow tie.


Offcourse, the table for two, soft music, her favourite red wine and a chef to serve us food was ready in place. I intend proposing to Nkiru with a diamond ring customised in her name. Then, I discovered two of my best friends have slept with her.



It came to my notice when I uploaded a photo of her which I tooK with my phone while she was still asleep, one beautiful morning after a nice time together at my house, on my WHATSAPP story and dp.



Ladies keep the best picture folders. A day hardly goes by without them taking selfies. Some even snap themselves while brushing their teeth and upload it on social media. Not my Nkiru. You won’t see a single photo of her in her phone. Just her friends. You will not even find her in their group photos.



Its same thing with her social media profiles. To the extent that her DP is a back view photo of herself. She will never post a photo of herself. Just that of her friends. She never snap or get in any with people. I am not much of the photo type myself so I wasn’t troubled by her not having a single photo of herself on her phone or social media.



” Why bother about the picture when the live figure is all here and yours?”



She will joke whenever I suggested she use her full photo at least in one of her social media accounts, if not her Whatsapp messengers.



“Super, I thought you said you don’t need her.”



“Super Joe, you ehnn. So you go our back go hit her after you told Us you don’t want her. I always knew your bad guy is still alive.”



“Finally, Joe got a woman, and she is a queen. This one bad oh. When are we meeting her”


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Rasheed, Uche, and Kelvin, my best friends, messaged me on Whatsapp. After the notification sound of my phone caught my attention.



“I don’t understand you guys. Meet me at boyz 2 Men”


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I responded to their messages still confused.

“What do you mean you don’t understand? The babe on your DP. Lets chat in Boyz 2 Men. Kelvin and Uche are also Online”



Rasheed responded surprised i am yet to understand their messages.



” Boyz 2 men then.”

Boyz 2 Men is our chat group on whatsapp that we use to discuss everything about ourselves.



“That girl on your dp. That’s Paula nau. The girl
I wanted to hook you up with, for your big clients.”



“Yeah. That’s Paula, the one we Boyz 2 Men about last time we were suggesting you start pimping your big clients, to keep them coming for more and spending all their cash, whenever they visit.”



“Make una leave Joe alone. The boy is in love.”



“Father, you too no remember the discussion? na the girl na. Super don go colloby her for our back. No offence cha, na our man. We no go collect commision.”



“Commision fee where, Rasheed? Be serious in your life for once. That’s Nkiru the girl I intend getting married to. She is everything different from your kind. She is photo shy, not to talk of stripping for those fat belly useless clients of yours.”



“Super I say that na Paula. Abi my eyes dey deceive me? I never kush oh. If i don kush, I for say you dey right small.”



“Uche maybe you don kush you forget.”



“Super, Uche know that girl like he knows a fake Kush. That na girl we don chop many times, but no gree clean mouth na. She sabi work die. Our clients dey confirm am. She dey roll With three girls right?



“Yeah. Anyone can be rolling with three girls. Ladies are known to walk in a group of two or three.”



“Their names na Chidinma, Lauretta, and Sonya.”



“I only know Chidinma, Bola, and … What’s that her Edo name again… Okay, Esohe.”



“Those ones na carpet names. Their real names na Paula, Lauretta, and Chidinma. This one na Paula.”



“You guyz are not making sense here. Any evidence to show this girl you are talking about is the same one Joe intends to marry?”



“Hmmmm… She no dey snap picture. Nobody get her Whatsapp number or know her social media ID. She is strictly business.”



“Uche is right. These girls are strictly business. But we know what we are saying. Super, we know this girl.”



“People look alike, you know. The girl you know is not my Nkiru.”



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I couldnt help but defend my Nkiru. I know her too well to be decent enough not to get involved in hookups.



“I say I know this girl! This can’t be her look alike na!



“You know what guyz, I even want to meet this girl myself. Let’s meet this weekend. All bills on Joe.”



”  Better.”



I Said, to end the group chat that was about spoiling my valentine, after Kelvins suggestion. Then, Nkiru showed up looking like
Cinderella immediately She put on that fairy shoe in
front of the prince.



“Sorry am a little bit late.”

“No complain provided you use the time to look this gorgeous, for me.”



I responded as I pull the chair beside me for her to sit.
She giggled. I smiled. Then, the message notification of my phone caught my attention again. I knew it was from the group chat so i excused her to the bathroom to check the messages. They were from Uche and Rasheed.



“Check your mail. CCTV video.”


“CCTV no dey lie. I Mail you my own self.”



Without wasting time. I checked my Gmail. And quickly downloaded the videos. Uche’s own downloaded faster than that of Rasheed so I played it first.



I thought it was a s3x tape of them with her, so i took caution watching the videos. Uche’s own was a five minutes video of himself, my Nkiru and her three friends at the pool side of his hotel. Thay were dancing in front of him to Wizkids ‘show you the money.’



My countenance changed immediately. I didn’t want to play that of Rasheed but I couldn’t help my curiousity so I played it. It was a ten minutes video of Nkiru and her friends twerking on the laps of some clients. They were also at the VVIP pool side of Rasheed’s hotel. They say men don’t cry. I couldn’t help dropping tears. I came out of the bathroom angry and walked up to her, tears dropping from my eyes. Nkiru Noticing my mood had changed made move to know what troubles me moving her hands towards my shoulder.



“Baby whats wrong?”


“Take your stinking hands off me, you whore!”


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I hit her hands off me and passed the phone to her. Nkiru put her hands on her mouth like ladies do when they see a shocking picture and burst into tears. I saw in her tears she wanted to explain but her guilt shut her up. Next, she headed for the door of the suite. Still heart broken, I managed to ask the chef to take the table and do whatever please him with the food and the wine, then headed to bed.



That night, I took two bottles of red wine before I could sleep. The next day, I woke up on my bathing tub still on My shoes, bow tie, and suit. I walked to the room of the suit and saw a big red teddy bear holding a white heart with the red inscription:



‘Happy Valentines Day My Love”. I intended giving that teddy bear to Nkiru as her valentine special.
Seeing the teddy bear brought memories Of the previous night but I fought my mind to forget it. Memories don’t go that easy I would have forgotten I ever met Nkiru. My body begged for a shower so I took off my clothing and shoes. Then head to the bathroom again for a cool shower. At the entrance of the bathing room, I saw the casing of the diamond ring, I picked it up and smiled.



Something suggested I take the ring out and flush it since its customised, another suggested I keep it a little while before disposing it. Somehow, the second voice won. After my bath I went for my phone which I have not checked. Since the previous night and saw updates from Uche, Rasheed, Kelvin, and Nkiru. I didn’t know why I took Nkirus message first. Maybe I still love her. She was kneeling in a public place that looks like a market. Offcourse its a market. Her eyes red from tears. She sent me the photo several times on what’s app and used it as her dp on BBM.



“This girl don mad oh. Who does this for someone they lie to?”



I said to myself after downloading the photo. Curiosity led me to read the what’s app message that followed .



“I don’t deserve your audience. Thanks for giving me this time, if you read. If you don’t, am still okay. I don’t deserve a second chance I would have asked. But please find it in your heart to at least forgive me.



It was never my intention to become a whore as you called me. No one wish to. It is the situation we find ourselves that forced us to become what we are. I was a normal responsible girl as the wife you crave. Born to parents who couldn’t see me pass my secondary education so they decided to secure my future by marrying me off to rich men from our village who were only interested in marrying me for my mathematical skills.


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I graduated from secondary school the best student from my village. They all wanted a capable wife who will be able to handle their business credibly, which is why they come for my hand in marriage. I agreed to marry any of them that will sponsor my education at least to university level. None of them obliged.



My parents collected bride price from one of them and tried to force me to marry him. That was what led me to run away from the village to Lagos to come live with Chidinma who was in 100 level then at Unilag. I first turned her down when she asked me to join in their affairs with married men and got a job at a filling station as a fuel attendant.”



“Sorry am boring you with my life Story. I don’t intend it. I just feel I owe you this.”



“I was doing good and okay with the little salary and tips I was getting which I intended saving up to sponsor myself to school until one night I got raped by two unknown guys while returning late from work. My body became nothing to me. I lost my virginity i intend keeping for my future husband, to rapists. It was after then I joined them and started using my body to achieve my dreams hoping to stop when I make enough money.



I made enough money but didn’t stop until I met you. Yes! You. You remember the day we met at your hotel? That day I was suppose to meet up with a client. My meeting you changed everything. The life I hoped to live before my romance with the harsh reality of life, surfaced again. You made life meaningful to me again. Thanks.”



I felt a calm I have only felt once in my life time, after reading her WHATSAPP message. The last time I felt that calm, a gun was pointed to my head…




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