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"So please tell us, sir. What is your greatest weakness?"
"Losing my wife", he grinned.

The hostess smiled, "Aww, that's beautiful. What will you say is your greatest strength?"
"Having my wife".

"Okay sir, last question... How would you describe your wife?" 
His lips grew into a devious grin, uncontrollably holding the hand of his heart's desire.

"The best dream no man but me deserves".

The entire audience clapped in adoration. Delia smiled, glancing at her husband then back at the interviewer.

The hostess then asked, "And sir, bonus question, how would you describe your marriage?"
"A condom". 

Delia, his wife, then chipped in, "A paranormal one, at that". 
"One that none of us can escape, unless we go boom!" He smiled.


• • •

The son of a powerful western empire, Dilen Liam, has to prove his innocence against false racial accusations by dating a dark skinned girl; all to save his family's name and businesses.

Unfortunately, things go beyond haywire when he gets intertwined with Delia Alan Ada, a Nigerian girl cursed yet gifted with the supernatural ability to see the future and speak to the unseen.

Their attraction grows stronger and deeper beyond race and ethnicity, enclosing them in a paranormal condom-like romance.

But all cards are played when their faith and love are put to the test — against powerful diabolic forces beyond their worlds had ever imagined.

Romance. Paranormal. Horror. Urban. Politics. BWWM. Demons. Conspiracy. African. Nigerian. American. Cult. Power couple.

Nerd In A Paranormal Condom

Song Recommendation: I Need Your Love by Shaggy

"Damien Clark Junior! If I call your name again, I'll set all your Benjamin Franklins on fire! Try me!!" Delia plummeted the last washed pot unto the sink. She scowled, holding her waist with one hand as she tapped her foot angrily.

Damien's footsteps echoed on the stairs as he made his way down with a smile. He strode up to the kitchen, smirking at his grumpy wife.

Shirtless with just his sweatpants on, he padded up to her, cupping her frowning face with his palms.

"Why are you so grumpy this morning? You didn't even let me give you a good morning kiss", he pushed his face forward, aiming for her lips.

Delia quickly pulled away, "No, thank you!" She stepped back, folding he arms. "You're still undergoing punishment".

Delia then hissed, padding to the table, next to the plate of served breakfast.

Damien tutted, rolling his eyes as he dragged himself to the table. "I don't like this punish".

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