Countless - S02 E24 (Story Episode)

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Countless - S02 E24 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 24

We rested for a while before Adedoyin saw the necessity to order for our foods and drinks.
The food was brought after ten minutes of order and we ate quietly, but she couldn’t stop staring seductively at me with every spoon to mouth action.
We finished eating and the table was cleared.

She told me to have a sit, that we need to discuss something important. I sat down on a chair not too far from the bed she was sitting on. I checked my wristwatch and it was past five already.

“are you going somewhere boy?” She asked. Obviously after seeing me check my watch.

“no..not atall..am fully yours today.” I replied smiling.
Her phone started ringing, she reached for it and answered. She spoke with the caller for a while and dropped the phone.
She apologised for the calls interruption and I told her its nothing.

“thanks hon….” she said and paused “so you know, I heard about what happened at the hotel. Care to tell me how it happened?” she said inquisitively.

The question nearly caught me off guard but I quickly composed myself by throwing her a charming smile.

“eerm..its just that, I drank too much and I couldn’t find my way back to the room we lodged in. I ended up sleeping half nak3d in an open place” I elusively explained.

“oh! Is that so? But where was Beatrice when all this happened? She should have looked out for you instead of abandoning you to take care of yourself!”

Although she tried hard to hide it, but I could see the hypocrisy in her words and facial expression.

“actually, Beatrice was oblivious to my situation, because she was already asleep when it happened.” I explained “But wait, How did you know Beatrice?” I questioned suddenly.

“like seriously? Everybody knows Beatrice” She replied laughing.

“hmmmm…ok. That’s what really happened, and thats also the reason why I couldn’t call you at that time. Am sorry.” I pleaded.

“Oh no, you really don’t have to. You know, I even went to ask Beatrice on that night if I could speak to you, but she strictly said you are off limits, that was why I had to resort to using the waitress to pass my message to you.” She said conclusively.
‘hmmm. Message well receive.’ I thought

“now that am finally here, what’s next?” I asked.
She adjusted a bit and spoke. “after that fvck we had, am already convinced about you and I want you to be my regular and steady fvcker. In simpler terms, You service me well and I pay you well. Fair deal. Isn’t it?” she asked.

“hmmm! That sounds better, but the service is not what am worried about, but the payment…what do you propose?”

“you make it sound as if you are not going to enjoy it as well, but you don’t have to worry about money, my dead husband left me enough life insurance and assets. But for the sake of transparency, let me start by giving you this…” she reached for her bag and brought out her phone and began to type. “tell me your bank details.”
I gave her my account details and after 3mins I got an alert on my phone. I brought it out from my pockets and checked the message. She just sent me a whooping sum of one hundred and fifty thousand naira. Life can’t get any better than this. Can it?

“thats 150k, lets start with that and I assure you, the payment will only get better once the service also gets better.” She said conclusively..

I smiled and returned the phone to my pocket. She walked up to me and drag me to the bed.

“your service starts now sugarboy..you have to fvck my brains out…now!” she ordered and I complied with a renewed vigor now that money is involved.
****
We left the hotel at 6.30pm, and she dropped me off at lafenwa, with the promise of calling me later to inform me of our future schedules.

I decided to take a bike to Gtbank at FUNAAB to withdraw 50k from the ATM.

While waiting for a bike beside the road, I dialed Jide’s number. He picked at the first ring.
“Before you say anything, just know that, am sorry for not picking your calls and right now…am…” he didn’t let me finish before he cuts in.

“Beatrice had told me everything!. You really fvckd up Darous, how can you spoil our business like that? You fall my hand seriously.” He sounded very upset.

“I know say I fvck up, buh you no even hear my side of the story, how can you judge me with what a stranger said to you?” I queried.
“mumu, that stranger can buy you and your shango without working up a single sweat and which kind side of story you wan tell me? Will it end up with my money?…You don fvck up gan. You know how much we suppose collect from her? Eh? You really fvck up big time!.” He retorted angrily.

“what if I just send you your own share, right now, what will you say? Eh?” I questioned.
“na me go happy pass for nija, but as you don fvck up, na you mumu pas. Idiot boy. I dey vex for you gan” he said.
“ok. If thats the case, expect your share in the next one hour.” With that I ended the call.
I waved down a bike and headed to FUNAAB to withdraw the cash..
Shango be praise!