Belina - S02 E06 (Story Episode)

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Belina - S02 E06 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 6

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I woke up with a banging
head and a rumbling
stomach. It was like my
head was being hammered
and would be shattered in
any minute. I looked at the
other side and saw Richard
sleeping soundly. I stood up
and went into the kitchen
to fetch a pack of juice. I
poured myself a glass of
juice and drank it at a go. I
took part of the food from
yesterday and put it in the
microwave. I poured myself
another glass and sipped.
In no time, I was eating at
the table in the kitchen. I
was so famished that I did
not notice Richard’s
presence.

“I am also hungry”
I was startled on hearing
his voice but I gained
composure almost
immediately.

“Good morning”, I said and
stood up to fix him
something. We would be
preparing for church
anytime soon and I was
already envisaging a very
long day now that I did not
plan to talk to Richard. I
ignored his ‘how was your
night’ reply and focused on
what I was doing. I put the
food in the microwave and
I turned only to find Richard
right in front of me.

“Allow me” I said staring
past him but he did not give
in. I stared into his eyes
with a renewed anger
propelled by the
remembrance of his cold
utterances the night before
and repeated my earlier
statement.

Richard closed the distance
between us and covered my
mouth with his in a deep
long kiss. My anger just
seeped out of me with each
passing second. When we
broke the kiss, he looked
into my eyes.

“I am sorry. I
should not have behaved
the way I did yesterday, I
was just so angry at the
moment” he said.

I pounded his chest in a
play-like manner and said,
“don’t you ever do that. You
really got my blood boiling”
He smiled softly and kissed
me again and the sound of
the microwave separated
us. We laughed, ate our
food and prepared for
church. The headache was
nowhere to be found when
we were through.

Monday happened on us
and we were in for another
week of work. In order to
have enough time for each
other, Richard had
rearranged the roaster in
the main hospital and I had
done likewise in BRP
Hospital (Best Result
Psychology Hospital). We
were not to work on
weekends except
exceedingly critical cases.
Richard was already in his
black pants and shirt
around 7 o’clock and I
stretched lazily on the bed.
Richard picked up his tie
and smacked my buttock.
“c’mon, get your lazy butt
out of bed preety, it is
Monday morning.”

“oh… leave me alone joor. If
you had allowed me to
sleep peacefully yesterday, I
would not feel so weak”, I
retorted.

He smiled, looked at my
fragile form on the bed and
shook his head.

“you should have known
better than to put on that
tempting lingerie. Where
the hell did you get it by the
way?”

I snickered, got out of bed,
went to the wardrobe and
pulled out another tie.

“you
don’t need to know that
baby boy. Your fashion
sense is so outdated” I said
and replaced the tie he had
on. I knotted it and
adjusted it in the right
places.

“yes. Perfect”, I said
in delight examining him
after a job well done.

He stood there, looking at
me with a smile playing on
his face. His eyes roamed
my body slowly making me
feel self conscious and
uncomfortable. I looked at
myself and saw what it was
– I was clad in his night
robe which was extremely
big for me. The sleeve was
too long that it covered my
entire arm including my
fingers while the gown
spread out on the floor like
the tail of a wedding gown.
I smiled, imagining what I
must look like and started
laughing. Richard laughed
slightly and pulled me into
his arms.

“you look like a five years
old girl in her mothers
clothes” he said and I
raised my chin defiantly.
“but even in this over-sized
gown, you are more than
enough temptation” I
blushed and tip-toed to kiss
him but he backed away at
the last minute leaving me
stunned. He covered his
nose with two fingers.
“sorry honey, I very much
wanna devour your mouth
but you’ve got bad breath
today”.

Alarmed and embarrassed, I
examined my mouth and
did not perceive any
offensive odor. I frowned ,
raised my gaze to him and
saw him grinning gaily. I
folded my fist and would
have landed it right in his
stomach if he hadn’t
jumped out of the way.

He
grabbed his briefcase and
hurried out of the room.
“I love you”, he said and
jumped out of the room in
time to avoid the shoe I
threw in his direction. I
continued to stare at the
door moments after his
departure and smiled. ‘I
would so get my revenge’ I
said to myself as I entered
the bathroom to prepare
for another week.
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“Today is a dream come
true”, Oyinade said as she
gazed at herself in the
mirror. Oyinade is someone
you would say has excess
of everything. She is neither
fat nor slim, she is
somewhere between. She
has a bust that gives her a
tough time with tops,
though, she would gladly
reveal her cleavage for all
eyes to feast on. Her
backside was also a perfect
match with the load she
had in front.

Following Ronke’s lecture
on ‘firsthand innocent
appearance’, she had
searched for a cloth that is
cooperate and does not
reveal too much of her God-
given asset but did not find
any so she went shopping,
thanks to a very good
account.

It hadn’t been easy getting
into BRH. She had given up
her well-paying job in a
growing hospital when she
heard of the vacancy in Best
Results Hospital. Several
people went for the job
with breath-taking
qualifications,though she
was also very good, she
knew that she would have
to go the extra-mile.

After scaling through to the
final interview, she had
deliberately dressed to
seduce, knowing from
research that mostly men
handled interviews in BRH.
The two men could barely
take their eyes off her body
as they asked questions
that were irrelevant to
medical environment.

After the interview, she had
roamed the environment
until all the candidates were
out. She sighted one of the
interviewers, approached
him and found her way into
his bed, sealing her place in
BRH. There surely is no
place in Nigeria without
corruption.

“Today, I finally meet
Richard Branson after years
of day-dreaming”, she
thought with a smile. “He
would soon realize that I
am far better than that
barren tramp he has in his
mansion”.