Chapter 2

' Old fashioned women? She had still been thinking about it when she had heard a deep baritone voice behind her ' would you like to dance? ' her heart did a somersault when she turned around to meet the owner of the voice.

' dance? ' the voice had asked again ' huh uh, sure ' she wondered why she had become tongue-tied. She did what she did to earn a living and she had always been the bold one.

'Sure' she had replied under the piercing gaze of the man before her. As he took her hand in his, his touch had been electrifying. If there was a black Adonis this man would have been him, she had thought as she danced with him.

After the dance, he had introduced himself as Dieko, it was an uncommon name but she couldn't help but think it suited him. She was sure there was nothing small about him. She had told him her name and he had asked her if she would spend the night with him. Somehow she didn't want this man to think of her as just ' pussy ' so she had feigned shyness and declined.

He had taken it to mean it must've been her first time in a club and she was probably here just to have fun with her friends and she wasn't an escort as he had thought. He had then apologized to her and had left. Lewa had become worried then, she was sure at the time that she had pushed him away for good. She should just have been satisfied with having him in bed with a good pay. Fortunately, he had come back to the club the following week and this time he had asked her for her number.

Since then she had been seeing him.

He had called her the following day, taken her out and he had never bothered to hide that he was married with a son that was his pride. As they had gotten to know each other he had confided in her that he felt trapped in his marriage and wanted out. He had told her that he had married fresh out of school because he had been young and stupidly in love and now that the passion had died he wanted out. She had taken the opportunity to gain his trust and had consoled him without suggesting they get intimate. She had played dumb and had made him believe she was a decent girl from a good home although the former had been a lie.

The sound of a horn jolted her out of her thoughts. The window slid down for her to see the face of her black ' adonis ' She gave him a smile before entering into the car. Usually, Dieko was a gentleman always opening the door for her to get in. She wondered what could have gone wrong today. Maybe his wife was giving him problems? Or did he find out her little game? She didn't want to imagine that ever happening. He had not taken her to bed yet and she was not ready to give up the exaggerated allowances he was giving her. Moreover, he was yet to buy her the house he had promised her. She started to panic as she thought of something to say to break the silence.

As they passed Unilag gate, Dieko broke the silence as if sensing her unease. ' Nike agreed to the divorce '. She let out an internal sigh of relief on hearing this news. Appearing to be worried she said ' you know I don't want people to think I'm the reason for your divorce '

Dieko glanced briefly at the woman next to him. ' poor girl ' he thought, instead of been happy she was worried.

' It has nothing to do with you Lewa, I had it coming ' even as he said it he couldn't help but think that it sounded more like he was convincing himself than he was assuring the girl looking outside the window.

' How were your exams? ' Dieko asked as he remembered why he had had to stay away from her for two days.

' It was alright ' She replied, she was just glad his foul mood had nothing to do with her.

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Lewa stared at her naked self in the mirror. There were bite marks from her neck down to her breast, her stomach had not been spared from the assault either. She had been worried initially about having sex with him as she had made Dieko believe that she was untouched. The first time he had tried to get into her pants she had started to panic. Dieko had noticed her discomfort and had asked what the matter was.

She had told him she wasn't ready yet. He had looked puzzled. She had then gone ahead to tell him that her first time had been traumatic as she had been raped. He had looked at her face searchingly as if to see if she was lying to make her story seem credible she had started to cry. It had been an easy lie to tell because although she had enough experience, her first time had not been pleasant. He had believed her little act. Since then he had made no attempt to touch her although yesterday had been an exception. It hadn't been easy pretending to know next to nothing about sex.

He had also told her that he planned to make her his wife. She had squealed in excitement internally. He couldn't give her a ring now though, as he had to wait for the three months ultimatum his wife had given him. The only damper to her mood was that he had hinted he wanted to have more children. She could never have children because she had long gotten rid of her womb after an abortion that had almost taken her life.

' missing me already? ' Dieko's baritone voice brought her out of her reverie

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Yesterday had been beautiful Dieko thought as he watched his wife dress their son for church. He had been reluctant to come home yesterday but as much as he loved Lewa, he also loved his son. He had not bothered to hide the fact that he had spent the night in the arms of another woman when he came back home this morning. He was disappointed though that Nike had not even cared that he had been away from home for the night, something that had never happened in their ten years of marriage. She had just welcomed him home as usual and had asked him if he'll be driving them to church. He had searched her face for any sign that she had been crying or anxious but rather she seemed unperturbed. He had wanted to refuse to drive but then he remembered their son and reconsidered. Besides, he still had to kiss her like a loving husband this morning with Rotimi their son as the spectator. The sooner the countdown to the end of three months the better.

' We are ready ' Nike announced as she adjusted the bow tie on Rotimi's neck. He looked like the younger version of his father.

Dieko bent to give Nike a quick kiss on the lip before bending down to carry their six-year-old child.

' I can walk by ma sef ' Rotimi protested as his father carried him.

' Let daddy carry you, okay? ' he pleaded with his son. He was growing really fast. He still remembered the times when Rotimi would beg to be carried. He prayed earnestly that Rotimi would accept Lewa. He started to think of how to create an opportunity for both of them to meet so as to gauge Rotimi's reaction.

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