Read Also : Finding Happiness – Episode 9
LED television screen but not seeing much.
He was already daydreaming about how
the next evening’s rendezvous with little
miss perfect would turn out and literally
holding himself back from salivating. The
bitch he’d dated for years would finally be
his for the taking and he wondered why he
hadn’t just forced her before now?
Whyhad he needed to play to her rules like
some learner? Maybe he’d actually felt
some feelings for her?
He ran that through his mind and finally
decided he didn’t. People like himself
didn’t have time for anyone but
themselves. It had had been a mistake
playing by her rules though, trust a girl to
always take you for a ride when you gave
her an ounce of power.
He didn’t feel bad
about the car, the bitch had the money to
make all the repairs or better still buy
another one. He almost couldn’t wait for
7pm to come when she would be at his
mercy. She would give back all that she’d
held back from him in the last four years.
Girls, they needed a man that took charge
of the situation. His phone ringing caught
his attention.
He glanced at the screen, “Mira.” What did
this one want now? Why was she
disturbing him? He didn’t need her
services this night, he was saving all his
strength for Deifa. He wanted to enjoy that
one to the fullest. This Mira was just
disturbing him. He might not even need
her for a while sef if all went well with
Deifa.
“Yes?” he asked brusquely
“Is this Osas?” She asked cautiously
Girls and their stupid questions. “Whose
number did you intend to call, babe?”
“ah ahn, Osas, look at the way you’re
talking to me. Is there a problem?”
“I’m busy right now babe.”
“ Busy doing what?”
“What the fu-?” who was this bitch to ask
him such stupid questions, he didn’t blame
her, he was the one to blame for giving
her too much of his time and making her
feel important. “Look Bitch, it’s not your
business what I’m doing.
Don’t call me
ever, you heard me? Never ever! I’ll call if
I need your services. You get that? If you
ever call me again, even by mistake it will
get really ugly for you. Get that through
your thick head!” He hung up. Can you
imagine the audacity of that campus twat?
What was wrong with him sef? He was
seriously slacking; see all these useless girls
trying rubbish around him, had he gone
soft or something?
He never got to finish that line of thought.
The lights in his house suddenly went off.
He sat up on his bed, that was odd. It was
rare for the power to go off in this
neighbourhood and perchance it went, his
inverter was supposed to come on
immediately. The batteries were always
fully charged.
He got up from the bed about to go and
check when he saw black hooded shadows
filing in and gathering around him. Seven
of them, he couldn’t see their faces but the
Modus Operandi was that of his frat
brothers. He was sure about it as he’d
been sent on assignments enough times to
know these were his guys.
A cold shiver went through him as he
wondered what they were they here for?
“What is this about?” he asked wondering
if they were there to kill him and for what
offense?
“Osaze Asemota! You have failed your
brothers.” One of them started.
What the hell? This must be a huge
mistake, what the hell were they talking
about? “Failed? How?” He asked
perturbed.
“You have stepped out of line, disrespected
and trodden on the Kings tail and now he
bares his fangs.”
The king? The king cobra? Hell no, that
wasn’t possible, he could never mess with
the king! That was sacred territory.
“This is a mistake, brothers-“ he tried to
explain.
“Stay away from Deifa Silva, the king
warns. If as much as a strand of hair is
touched, there will be hell to pay!”
What the hell? Deifa? Protected by the king
Cobra himself?
“Did you get the message?”
“Yes, I’ll stay away from her.”
“good.” The hooded guy replied and then
dispersed as silently as they’d come
backing away.
He waited until they were all out the door
before switching on the power,
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