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Episode 2a
"throw that away..its obvious its your first time" jide advised
she laughed..he noticed her artificial gold tooth..he had no doubt..she was a slut..his mind kept telling him..
"lets go straight to the point...i know what you want..do you have the money?"
jide quickly searched through his pocket..he had just 7,100 on him
she snatched it all before he was even able to explain that it was all he had on him..
"follow me" she said.
jide couldnt believe his eyes that he was actually following her..his mind constantly pricked him..but he followed anyway..he followed into the guest room where they had to wait for strippers to satisfy their customers before she took control.
he woke up the next day with paul tapping and kicking him to see clearly..
"man what is this?"
"what?"
"you are naked"
"omg"
he grabbed his boxers and clothes
"my mama go kill me finish today"
"nawa for you o..at 25 u still dey fear your mama?"
jide didnt respond..he rushed out of the room before he remembered he had no transport fare
"abeg borrow me 3h"
he snatched it and hurried home
fortunately..he was able to get home after his father had stepped out..he was very careful as he tiptoed to his room..but not as sharp as his mother
"where are you coming from? dont you dare lie cos i checked your room last night..it was empty".
jide froze for some seconds....he had no idea the woman would wait till he get back..she had her hands across her chest and she got up from the sofa to face him as soon as he stepped in..
"Mum seriously..at what age can I go out and come back anytime I like?"
He had to ask
"No offense but your father has not even gotten to that age"
He attempted to walk out
"Am not through with you jide"
"Mum am a Full grown man.."
She laughed..although he knew what that laugh meant..it meant nothing good at all
"You're a man right??....yet you cant man up and join your father's company..nd put yourself to use"
That pissed him off..he turned back and clenched his teeth..he had to calm himself before he spoke out..
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Episode 2b
"I am not ready mum"
"Ahh! Yes..of course you would say that...mike would graduate this year..when he is through..he will be ready"
That struck him like an arrow to his back..folake knew jide would not stand to see his younger brother get into the company before him
Damnn, the woman just said the truth..he stood there thinking of how Mike would walk up to meet him in the morning with his briefcase..dressed in suit and he will be like
"Jide..am off to work..take care of the house"
"God forbid..that nonsense boy"
But still..that doesn't change the fact that he was not in good terms with his dad..the man cheats on his mother Big time...and his mother pretends like she doesn't know anything about it..she plays dumb..which always annoys him
He has caught his dad more than five times.. Especially with his secretaries which he happens to sack as soon as he gets through their pant..and then he employs a new one which simple qualification is beauty and super attractive
Nevertheless.. He had to prove he was man enough now..he graduated three years back..his parents had refused him working elsewhere..he just had to respect their wishes..
Late in the evening he met up with his parents..
"Dad.. mom.I am ready"
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And so it was..he found himself dressed in suit..sparkling shoes..shaved hair .. he Wore a cologne..picked his briefcase..he took another look at himself at the mirror..
"This guy handsome shaa"
He stepped out and entered his venza which he didn't like..his father had promised him the white Lexus jeep if he proved himself..
Rufus jide was about to introduce him to the board of directors..he only knew his father was his name sake the moment they entered the company..all those chicks were like
"Good morning mr jide"
He was about to answer the greetings...feeling full of himself..you know getting chicks so early in the morning to cheer at you
"Good morning pretties"
Damnn his father answered
"Sorry son..but my real name is RUFUS JIDE"
"What?"
To be continued
watch out for episode 3
Written by Onyeneke Abel
Phone contact: 08160830305
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