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House of Lust

Halima was mad, I had never seen her in that state. I was also angry because that bastard tech or whatever his name was had the audacity to climb me. I never even thought of him touching my skin.

Halima had gone about telling mutual friends, that I seduced her boyfriend because I knew he was rich and I had to condescend that low to get him. True, Tech was rich, his father was one of the top associates at F.I.R.S and he was one of the top dudes to hang out with in Unilag.

I had on several intervals tried explaining to Halima, that I never planned it and that her stupid boyfriend should tell her the truth. She never listened maybe because we had that fight before the incident. We were not on talking terms for a long while.

Meanwhile, that bastard Tech, he was unrepentant and he wouldn’t still get off my neck. Funny thing is, Halima still wanted to date him. Gold digger, I thought. He sent me messages on my Facebook page since I wouldn’t give him my phone number. He would ask for my account number and tell me how good I was even while I was drunk. I was pissed, so pissed.

One fateful afternoon, After I had waited for the heavy rain to stop, I came out of Moremi hall, wanted to board a cab to my faculty. A car came at high speed and splashed the dirty rain water on my dress. Gosh, I was about to protest, but the car stopped and the car glass whined down. It was Halima.

I got to the office as fast as I could. I moved to Alhaji’s office to at least listen to the Blah,Blah,Blah he had to say. He was in the office with Jola And they were discussing something important when I went in, in I could stheir reaction.

“Come Whitney, What’s your problem and why are you being so unprofessional, do you know how many applications I get per day for your job and yet you are here making a mess of yourself, I don’t know how your brain works but Jola here had decided we consider some replacements, I am going to give you a second chance ” Alhaji said.

Wait, Did I hear him right? Jola had asked for a replacement for me, What game was he playing?, I was very embarrassed, but the fact that it was just Jola in the room made it easier for me.

“I am Sorry, Governor Rauf, I wasn’t feeling so well yesterday, ” I said. I referenced yesterday so he would at least go soft and thinking he had tired me after the long S£x.

“You are very stupid, I am not feeling well this moment and I am at work, Jola, please talk to her, and how are you going to deal with this mess, I have to make a statement about the debt we owe China, ” Alhaji said.

Baptism Of Fire is an understatement to what I was passing through now. I wanted to defend myself but I thought and saw it would do me no good, I was wrong.

“I am sorry sir, it won’t happen again and I will get to clarify the news about the debt crisis”. He (Alhaji) looked pacified and just nodded, using his hands To tell me to get out.

As I was about opening his door, thinking it was over, He said; ” Don’t even think you ate going to be my Chief Of Staff when Jola goes out, I heard you wanted the Job, you can go out now”.

I thought I was banging this man.

I got to my office, feeling distraught. I started calling my press contacts to know and find out who their source was. The first three I called wouldn’t talk saying they promised the source some anonymity.

I Was about calling the last one when Jumoke walked in. Jumoke works in the logistics section, one of the office gossips we had. I liked her, she always had genuine stories, just like she filters her gossip before serving it to you.

“I heard Stephanie Okoli is leading the nominations for Chief Of Staff, and that Jola rooted for her”.

Normally, I would ask Jumoke questions and will be thrilled by the answers she will give, but Jola again, I was boiling.

“Please, Jumoke, I am busy, maybe we talk later, Shows yourself out”. I said, looking dead serious.

She gave me that “Na Jealousy go kill you” look and walked out of my office without saying anything. I wanted to know why Jola was acting this way and if he was planning something but I couldn’t call him. At least, not during office hours except it was something serious.

“Whitney Johnson, on the line, Press Secretary to Lagos State Governor office” I called the last press outlet contact I had, I persuaded the man on the other side, promising him I would give him an interview with the Governor about the debt scandal. It seemed to get to him as he said he would tell me, but it shouldn’t be traced back to him.

“Ok, I promise, just tell me thank you” I said

“Jola Edwards, The Chief Of Staff abi” The man said

My phone fell from my hands.

I ran down to Jumoke’s cubicle, as fast as I could. I knew she’d be very angry with me but a gossip will always forgive, just promise him/her your audience. She was making a call when I hit there, so I just sat at her spare seat.

“Hehen, what are you looking for now or you want to chase me from my cubicle too”. She snapped. I started to plead, telling her I was in a bad mood and that my family was not in a good situation, I had to come up with a lie.

After a long while of begging, she accepted my plea. She stood up, looked around to see if nobody was closing on us and to ensure everyone was working. As soon as she did that, She sat down and shifted her seat towards me.

“They say the reason Jola is nominating Stephanie is that He’s proly dating her low-key, remember, he awarded her staff of the month for two consecutive months and she didn’t even work up to me”.

I didn’t even listen as she went on and on, I had gotten what I wanted. Jola had been banging me for FREE, I thought we were more than Friends with Benefits, that we had something special. Stephanie didn’t even care a penny about him, and there he is, spoiling all of our plans for a Birch.

NO! He doesn’t think like a Politician, he can’t be a senator, he won’t even be a senator.

“Whitney, Are you even listening? ” She said snapping her fingers to get my attention.

I stood up, apologized and told her I had to work on the debt crisis news. I got into my office with thoughts of revenge. I was going to inform someone and guess who it was?

To Be Continued Tomorrow

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4 comments

  1. great work, i love the story ,ah very very interesting

  2. Nice one, really loved how it all ended

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