jilted episode 5

JILTED
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©™Hapita
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Sequence 5
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Continues..
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?Ambrose POV?

It was morning. I woke up first. I looked at her, she was beautiful in her sleep. She had everything when it comes to beauty and body structure though not as much as her twin sister but Hanna was beautiful, curvy shape. I kissed her on the lips, She smiled from her sleep.

“Good morning baby, I love you” I whispered with my head on her boobs. That was actually her mumu button, her boobs!. My morning erection was present, so I resulted to fondling and sucking them. They were as firm as ever. She moan from her sleep, Soon she was fully awake and reciprocating, she took over everything and we soon came.

“Day brighten” She breathed into me. We were facing each other on the bed.

“Han, you have to change. For real” I looked into her eyes and searched them. She didn’t say anything.

“Baby” I called out again

“Uhmmm”

“What’s the problem? Why are you violent? Is there something am not doing right?” I held the stitched hand in my palm and rubbed it lightly. I have always tried to build a good relationship with her, I wanted her to be free with me and tell me everything and anything but she wasn’t taking it that way, she was too in love with her irresponsibility and thinks I am stalking her.

“I am not violent, I don’t want to loose you” She turned me over and we kissed passionately.

“When are we getting married?” She asked.
I looked at her, I don’t think she’s really ready to be a wife.

“Are you ready to become a Mrs?” Our lips were few inches away from each other.

“I am 23, what again?”

“Not the age factor, Are you ready to stand by your marital vows? Will you learn how to control anger? Will you keep your body for only me? Will you stop hitting me? Are you going to accomodate my family and their shits? If I get complete broke today, will you still love me?” I asked her all this starring into her eyes. She twisted her left hand before laughing.

“Is it marriage i want to marry or slavery? So, you mean we can’t decide to go crazy and have a three some in our matrimonial home? Or if your mom messes my house up I wouldn’t reprimand her? Some sort of joke right?” She hissed and wrapped the duvet around her waist as she headed for the shower.

“Like it’s so hard to change?” I shook my head before joining her.

“Let’s talk this out, Why are you like this? Is it your dad’s money?” I was in the bathroom too and I couldn’t take my eyes off her boobs. I had extremely high libido and she never complained, she taught me how to do it better.

“Maybe, I am spoilt right?” She squeezed her face revealing fine folded lines on her forehead.

“I am not saying that baby, but you are a lady and you need to put some things to check”

“Can’t you accept me like this? I have changed enough for you, you want me to give up my life before you know I have changed?” She stopped the shower from running and gave me a “Are you okay” look.

“I want to smoke” She left the bathroom without wiping her body.

“OK” I searched the back pocket of my trouser and got her a stick and a lighter. I watched her smoke hungrily as I wiped her body.

“Eat” She said in the sexiest voice ever. I was actually wiping her legs when she placed one over my shoulder and asked me to eat her. I obeyed and it took a proper concentration on her clitoris before she gave the first moan.

“What else will I do to make you happy?” She had cum in my mouth and we kissed.

“Marry me!” She whispered.

“When you stop hitting me and breaking my stuffs, when you stop being jealous, when you start being respectful and when you are ready to learn how to cook, I will take you in instantly”

“I won’t do any of this because I am not comfortable with that lifestyle and you know what? Ambrose, you must, you will and you have to marry me!” She dropped the stick and I picked it up and continued from where she stopped.
I watched her get dressed and I had something else to complain of.

“This tattoo, is it permanent?” I was referring to a butterfly tattoo on her chest. She was mute.

“My kids, our kids, what would you tell them this is?” I puff out a thick cloudy smoke.

“It’s on my chest, they would never see it” She snapped.

“When would you take off the nose ring?”

“Ambrose!”

“Sorry!”

“Drop me at home” She slammed the door leaving me behind.

Hanna’s House

“Ambrose!” Her father shook me

“Good morning sir” I greeted

“Good morning dad”

“Madam, What did you do to yourself again?” Her father placed the wounded hand on his palm.

“She had a little home accident at my place sir but she’s fine now” I wouldn’t tell anyone aside Fiks and donatus what hanna was making me go through.

“I need to rest now dad, am so tired!” Without another word she left after few kisses.
It was me and her dad now. He led me into a smaller sitting room, I have never been there before.

“You must be surprised I brought you here” He poured us a glass of wine each.

“Seriously, I am sir” I confessed.

“Ambrose!”

“Sir”

“Can you do this?”

“What sir?”

“Hanna is violent, She’s mentally stable but hates corrections. When she was younger, if I tried hitting her to correct her of her wrongs, she threatens to stab her twin sister and herself too. So, I left her to her mom whom believes I was too harsh on her. At a time when I discovered she started smoking around 18years of age, I tried giving her out to my friend but she broke his TV and beat up his first wife on her first visit to his home”. He gulped down a mouthful of wine and waited for me to talk.

“I love her sir” I was not sure of that was suppose to be my response.

“I know, Infact you truly do or else you won’t be with her this long. You are such a good guy. How old are you?”

I wasn’t expecting such question

“28 sir” I was being honest.

“Just look at that” He clapped “It’s not really love, you see, I loved her mom more than life itself. But look at me now, I don’t have a happy home. Ambrose, can I tell you a big secret?”

“Sure sir”

“I have another wife out” He brought his mouth forward and whispered it very very low.

“What?” I really positioned myself.

“Shiiiiii, don’t scream it. I made the wrong woman my life partner, a virago! Your girlfriend took after her but Hanna’s own is an upgraded version of my wife’s” He fell into the armless chair.

I lean forward with my elbow on my laps and my hands interlocked.

“You are right sir, I don’t know what’s wrong, She breaks everything over slight issues”

“You See? I don’t want you to end up like me, if you were my son I will have made sure I separated you both. Now, I have to run out of my home into another woman’s warmth when Hanna’s mom set the house on fire over little things. I have a daughter with my younger woman and i am going to make sure she’s properly brought up just like Haira! “
I pitied him, I could imagine what he has endured all through the years.

“I am not asking you to leave her, but my son, be wise! You are too young to be stressed”

He stood up and I knew the meeting was over, I followed him.

Downstairs we met Haira writing down some things.
“Baby, Good morning” Haira ran into her father’s arm, I love the relationship between them.

“Hi Ambrose!”

“Hi Haira!”

“Am good”

“What are you writing?”
I walked up to the table and fling open the page.

“Music?” you sing?” I looked at her and she nodded.

“You never told daddy” He sat down and dragged her to sit on his lap.

“I am not that good dad” She smiled.

“Sing this exact one, yes!” I pointed to a particular one she had written down.

“Ohhh na” She covered her face with her palm.

“Please now” Her dad tickled her and she busted out laughing.

She agreed to sing we listened attentively before applauding her.

“Waw!” her dad exclaimed.

“No sir, it’s a waw wow wawwww”
There was laughter.

“So this sweet voice would just waste?” I asked.

“I am not that good and i would prefer to see to daddy’s business instead”

“Well, i love your meal i mean yesterday’s lunch” I quickly said

“Oh yes, please let me prepare breakfast for you before you leave”

“Exactly!” I said in my head.

I was having breakfast with Haira when Bobby came downstairs.

“Bros, how far na” we shook hands

“That Hanna ehn, i will beat her for you and you wouldn’t recognize her again” He said as he served his tea.

“What did she do to you?” Haira.

“She wan initiate my bae, my own bae”

“Initiate?” I was confused.

“So you don’t know?” Bobby asked searching my eyes.

“Bobby! If you don’t shut up I will send you up now” Haira corrected and I could see that she was giving him signal.

“I am 21 ooo, an adult, don’t shout at me!” He protested.

Initiate? I kept racking my head unroll something dawn on me.

“Is she a cultist?”

“No!” Haira quickly answered.

“I don’t know that one oo but she is a lez” Bobby.

“Just shut up!’ Haira.

Lez? Lez? what’s that?

“Lesbianism?”
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