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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

Delia clutched unto the toilet pot edge with one hand, holding unto her stomach with the other.

Damien rubbed her back gently, "This was not the reaction I was expecting". He knelt next to her with a sad grimace, rubbing her back as seemed like throwing up again.

Delia took in deep breaths, placing a hand on her chest as she turned to face Damien.

"Pl- Please... Tell me you're joking, Damien?" Her eyes softened, wiping her lips.

"Ah! God! I've die!" She cursed in her accent, "It's all over!" She placed her hands over her head, falling on her behind.

"I'm finished ooo! I'm finished!" She looked up at the roof.

Damien held her shoulders from behind, "Del, I -"

"Ah! Damien, you are after my life! Hai! My marriage have scattered!" She fell herself to the floor, clutching over her head.

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