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FATE…
Your fate may be unfortunate, but you cannot escape it. You often meet your destiny on the road you take to avoid it.
RUNNING…
Can she run away from this storm headed her way?
DEBBY is a single mother hiding in a small town to run away from her past, but she remained trapped in her dreams. A man always lays with her in her dreams, but she forgets his face whenever she wakes up. This man is possessive. No relationship in the actual world works for her because of her commitment to him. Lonely in a strange place, she longs for a lasting relationship. A shaman advised her to break it off with her spirit husband. On that night, after she broke it off with the man in her dream, she began anew by visiting a dating app in search of companionship. Little did she know that the moment she clicked like on a sketchy profile, that her life was about to change forever.
SEARCHING...
When he finds what he is searching for, will he survive it?
SAMUEL is a handsome young man who has it all but happiness. His commitment to a faceless bride is his only escape from the demons tormenting his life. But one night, she broke things off with him. Devastated and unable to face his reality, he runs to the internet in search of distraction. His encounter with a single mother not only swept his life into a whirlwind he never saw coming.

The Sky is Not Blue

"And tonight is going to be a goodnight. Tonight is going to be a good-good night."


It is Friday, the evening of our expected weekend with Samuel. I could not keep calm as I prepared for his arrival because he insisted on picking us up by himself. I was both excited and nervous because, although we spent a night there, this was an entire weekend we are talking about in an enclosed space with a ridiculously sexy man. I know I talk a big game about how I was not affected by him, but we all know that is a big fat lie. I would never admit it to anyone but you.


The challenge this weekend will be not to gawk, drool or undress him with my eyes like I always do.


Samuel had been extremely busy since the incident at my place, so he did not keep in touch much. I try to understand that it is the nature of his job. He is an important man and has many responsibilities. I cannot get used to the fact that I am friends with a multibillionaire. It is cool and all, but I cannot help but wish he was not such a busy man.


Christopher has not made an appearance either. I guess it is because of the presence of the security men outside my gate. Or maybe he is still nursing his broken nose.


I know it is only a matter of time before he makes a move, so I am not relaxed. There is always calm before the storm.


The weather was cool and perfect for the romantic dinner we had planned. Samuel is big on snuggling, and I am a certified cuddle addict, so we planned to snack on chocolates and strawberries whilst watching the scariest movie we could find.


I got my princess ready and took a shower before bathing myself from head to toe with my signature fragrance.


What am I going to wear? I need to snatch his edges the second he sets his eyes on me.


I took my time getting ready, and I do not mean to brag, but I was looking snatched and Peng in a short red ribbed bandage dress with spaghetti straps and Deep V plunging neckline that showed off my beautiful Mandala breastbone tattoo. My shaved legs were shining like gold in black Christian Louboutin red bottom stiletto heels, and my hair was slicked back into a big afro ponytail.


I filled my five ear piercings with studs and dropped the new little loop earnings and black studs I bought for him from my shopping spree in my clutch because I could not get the idea of him in studs out of my head. I looked in the mirror, and I was bad-and-boogie with them titties almost jumping out of their cages.


"Bitch, I'm back, by popular demand. I did not come to play with you hoes. Hahaha. I come to slay bitch."


I know I am acting wild, but gurl, I have been caged for too damn long. I am turnt and ready to get my freaky self from zero to one hundred.


I dusted my cheek with a blush and put a white liner under my eyes to make it pop. Ariana Grande came on, and it was a big ole vibe because it was a 7 Rings kind of evening.


"Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles…Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble. Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines. Buy myself all of my favorite things. Been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch. Who would have thought it'd turn me to a savage? …My wrist, stop watchin', my neck is flossin'. Make big deposits, my gloss is poppin' You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it."


The doorbell rang, and I touched up my cleavage highlight before dancing my way to the gate, but the song died in my mouth when I saw a stiff Philip standing before me with a note in his hand.


-My apologies for faulting on our date. An emergency meeting came up. Please go with Philip. I will be home soon.


I was disappointed, but I understood how important a man he was. Even the fact that he was who he was and the unconventional way I met him have refused to sink in.


Chapter 30