Jolade rubbed her hands over her face as she woke up. She had slept for over sixty minutes. Dark scoopy clouds were gradually descending wearily. It was getting dark already and her room, though not well lit was still illuminated dimly by the rays of the penning in Sun. The ambience was getting chilly and the room, dull. Everywhere was understandably quiet.

She sat up and relaxed against the wooden head of her bed frame. She felt her head was clearer than it was, but for a short while, she knew though. She felt the running thoughts would soon take over their empire and she felt she could do virtually nothing about it. She got on her feet and stripped herself of every clothings that cladded her adorable body albeit her tangee pant, her giant b0s0m getting finally out of their little constrain. They stood proudly on her chest, she was just Twenty six afterall. She stared at the pair admirably and tickled them teasingly and she felt a wave of excitement surge through her. She smiled, atleast, that was the first thing to split her face since dawn. But the feeling got murdered almost immediately as memories of the illicit romance she felt she had with Paul flooded her brain box and they got replaced by the severe stings of shame and pain. She looked at the clock, it was just some minutes to Six, and she decided to carry out what had lingered on her mind over the past few days. She decided to visit the couple that called theirself her parents, the couple that she thought she had severed ties with.

Well, she had! She would be doing this for Paul. She would be visiting her parent for Him. He was her saviour, but only as she was concerned though.

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Anabelle drove past the black mini jeep packed beside her gate feeling fly. The joyous feeling was still ravaging in her. She alighted from her car and unpursed the gate. She remembered why the gate was there. It had been fixed just a few years ago when Armed bandits operated consistently like they owned the street. Well, they were gone now, all thanks to the JTF force that was established.

She hissed as she hopped in her car. She hated the gate being there. Why would she have to alight and open it whenever she was driving out. Well, all that would be wiped soon, she felt. Ofcourse, it should when she settles down with Daniel. She drove in and shut the gate after her.

Although the day had been really hectic, she felt.
Well, if celeberating almost non-stop for hours was hectic, then her day was super hectic. Despite her probable hectic day, she still felt energized, probably due to her mood. She felt adrenaline was still pumping through her blood. Her mind flew to Daniel. Speaking of Daniel, she knew he must be scavaging through his wardrobe right now, searching for a suitable cloth. She had called him earlier on her way home and had told him they would be visiting someone very important tonight and she was sure he would dress nice.

She emptied the cup of cold wine she served herself some minutes earlier and proceeded to her room.
She undressed herself and having playing with herself in a way she found difficult to convice herself wasn’t masturbation, proceeded to the bathroom.
At some minutes to seven, she heard a ring on her door and she zoomed to the door. She opened it and Daniel’s flashy teeth welcomed her. She wasn’t surprised, she had gave him her address when she called him.

Daniel never disappointed her. He wore a light blue Buba and sokoto that seemed perfect. Now, he wasn’t more of a young guy, he seemed like a family man; a perfect one, Anabelle thought and smiled.
“Whats with the smile?” Daniel’s charming voice got to her and she found she was literally drooling over him.

“Nothing! You’re welcome to my little apartment, come in” she ushered him in.

Daniel starred at her in a trance. She wore a mixed colored gown and her hair fell accross her shoulders. She really was perfect.