Countless - S01 E70

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Countless - S01 E70

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 70

After commending karma for a job excellently done, I exchange contacts with it and we became friends

What Shango would have failed to do in 3years to come, karma does it in just 3days. Thumbs up to karma for being a silent sweet b!tch

I teetered towards the bed and stopped when I nearly fell on it. The alcohol in my system isn’t helping matters atall as I struggled to stay firmly on my feet but thank gawd it wasn’t interrupting with my brain

“who do we have here if not the thiefering b!tch herself!” I said with a terse tone

Favour rose up from the bed, claded only in a tawny bikini top and pants, and took a long stare into my eyes. Probably trying to remember where she knew my face

“whats up with the acts? Wanna pretend you don’t remember your last victim? Eh?”.

She smiled placcidly and sat down on the edge of the bed

“whats with the smile b!tch? See Favour” I stated hitting my left palm with my right fist. “Your smiling days are over cos am here for my wallet and money, and am collecting it now!” I barked at her with my tanked up voice

“please calm down Roberto Darous… anger wont solve….”

“anger wont solve it? Eh? but my calmness gave you the boldness to strip me of my wallet and left me stranded What do you take me for? A fool!” I snarled bending down and also trying to subdue the urge to slap sanity into her Shakiralistic face

“please am sorry…..” She pleaded with a smarmy look

I gave her a sullen smile and chuckle demurely
“sorry?…tell that to the lady I slapped thinking it was you, or to my friend that fainted while getting the beat of his life through the incident.”

I paused and drag the plastic chair beside the hanger to myself and settled in it.

“look here Favour or what ever you call yourself, the only way am not going to kill you right now is if I get my wallet with everything intact…or else you better dial your ancestors and tell them to prepare a comfy place for you in hell”.

She adjusted her body so her cleavage was now torturing my brain

I manage to put my mind that was starting to run away in check as I expect her to talk

“please listen to me, and don’t be annoyed, I didn’t mean to hurt you, but please, see this picture.” She dipped her hand inside one corner of the bed, brought out a pics, and handed it over to me. A beautiful young girl was smiling in it. “thats my daughter, she’s 8years old….”

“wait,” I cut in still holding the pics. “if this is your feeble attempts to garner my sympathy and strike me when am less vulnerable?….you’d better have a plan B, cos am not buying any of it if it doesn’t end with my money.”

“am not trying anything, just please hear me out…” I studied her face for a while and beckoned her to continue when I saw sincerity in it.

“Her name is Amy, she’s presently at U.C.H in Ibadan on a life support machine…” She sniffed trying to stop the tears that were starting to form in her eyes

I started to feel so emotional seeing the tears in her beautiful eyes. She wiped the tears with a tissue paper sat properly

“whats she suffering from? I mean Amy, your daughter” I manage to ask

“erm…erm…brest cancer, the doctor says they need to do surgery on her and we must provide five hundred thousand naira before they could do anything.”

The remaining part of my brain that still functions very well quickly urged me to access her statement very well but I ignored when my eyes regained its focus on her ripe and tempting cleavage

“thats why am doing this job and also why I had to…..steal….your wallet.” She stuttered and readjusted her bikini strap making her cleavage to be much more enticing

“hmmm….I understand your plight Favour…but that still doesn’t explain why you couldn’t confide in me and explain to me inside the car instead of stealing from…..”

‘Hello, how you doing, my angel my one and only, the only one girl am missing, wey dey bring me joy and blessing’. The tone of P’square that I assigned for Joke interrupted me. I ignored it and put the phone on silent mode

“like I was saying, instead of stealing from me and leaving me totally stranded….” The memory of the ordeal of that day flashed into my mind and I let out a cussing moan “gawd you humiliated me that day, what if I had no other means to bail myself out? Only gawd knows where I’d be right now.” I lamented

“wouldn’t you have done the same thing or more than that if she was your daughter and you were in my shoes?”

She questioned with a doloured voice but I remain quietly confused on what to do

“its like you’re still angry at me. Well since I don’t have your money here, let me pay with the only currency I have.” She rose up and disrobe her bikini, standing stark nak3d infront of me with her bald p---y inches away from my lips

I bent my head down and consulted my brain for a few minutes on what to do but I couldn’t come up with anything meaningful. Her p---y heat must have fried my brain. I thought.

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To Be Continued.......