Chapter 218 Who is he?

"Wait." Samson snaps as Maya was about to close her door. "What's with you today?" She snaps back in an irritated tone. "If I let those words be the last thing you say to me, then I would've accomplished nothing by coming over here." He said with a heavy sigh. "Do one thing for me." "What?" She snaps again sounding more irritated than she did before.

"Name five fruits of the flesh." "Excuse me?" "You heard me." "This's pointless." "Or maybe you don't know them." "I know what the fruits of the flesh are…." "Then I dare you to name five." He said in a stern tone.

"Hatred, wrath, strife, envying, murder." She said in a proud tone holding her head high. "What does the Bible say about people who have those traits?" He asks. "I'm sure you're about to tell me." She said rolling her eyes.

"And you would be right because it says that they will never inherit the kingdom of heaven. Do you want to inherit the kingdom of heaven Maya?" "Of course I do." "Murder is a fruit of the flesh and you just wish death on two of God's creations, continue down this road and I guarantee you, you won't. Now name five fruits of the spirit."

"For crying out loud…." "Now, Maya!" He growls and she flinches and holds her head down. "Kindness, goodness, faithfulness, peace, and joy." She said kicking at a leaf, not looking at him. "The most important of those is love Maya and self-control.

Now as a child of God that you claims to be, the fruits of the spirit are what you should have in your heart and I'll continue to pray that you go towards the latter, instead of the ones you're displaying right now.

Those who know the right and do it not shall be damned Maya, now give me your hands." He orders holding out his hands to her. "Why?" She asks arching one of her brows. "Give- me –your- hands- now." He said slowly through clenched teeth which after a few seconds she reluctantly did.

Taking a deep breath, he held her hands in his and began praying for her.

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Peter, Fabian, and Christian all blocked Devante as he tried to barge into Janice's room. Devante folds his arms across his muscled chest and sighs loudly. Why were they protecting this con artist? The woman that caused his little brother to get shot.

The one who convinced everyone that two weeks after giving birth to her daughter, she was raped and beaten by her ex yet still managed to make it into town after which she was then molested again by the taxi driver who had brought her to where Tyler had found her.

What a load of crap, not even on April's fool day would he believe all that nonsense. "Listen to me, that woman in there is the only one that walked away from that attack without a scratch. I need answers and she's the only one that can give them to me, so move." He said in a cold tone.

"Or what?" Christian asks. "This's ridiculous, you all act as if I'm going to devour the woman, I just want some damn answers!" "if it answers you want, then you'll get them but not while you're huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf," Fabian said in a firm tone.

Devante was about to respond when Tyler opens the door and steps out. "Could you all please keep your voices down; my wife is trying to rest." He said narrowing his eyes at Devante. "Well isn't that just swell, my little brother almost died and she's trying to rest, Nonsense!." Devante shouts angrily.

"Listen to me and listen well, I suggest you leave and don't come back, go anywhere near my wife and I swear, you'll regret it." Ty said in a calm, cold tone.

"You know what, whatever, this isn't over, I'll be back." Devante growls before storming off. "I will be back." Fabian laughs as he imitates Devante's voice in a mocking tone. "Who's he? The Terminator?" Christian asks laughing and they all burst out laughing. "No, that would be Samson," Ty said still laughing.

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A word of prayer

Heavenly Father, knowing that you have a

tremendous plan for my life gives me

confidence to use the gifts and talents

you have given me