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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

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"... D- Dami..." Delia's back arched backwards, tightening her fingers into a fist as her lips parted with a loud sigh.

Damien snarled, grabbed her thighs harder as he thrusted his head harder between her legs. Delia gasped at his sudden movement, finding it harder to control her breaths as she moaned out.

"Damien?" Came the stranger's voice again.

He felt Delia's legs cross over his head, with her hips shifting forward, synchronized with his head movement. "Dami..." She cried out his name once more.

She moved a palm to touch his head, crying out louder in pleasure as she clutched unto his hair. Her moans heightened, alongside the movement of her hips. He could tell she was about to reach climax.

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