ONE

KELVIN IKEDUBA 

“Good morning, love. Hope you slept well?” 

Kelvin was half awake when his wife’s voice drifted into his subconscious. He grunted in response, turning his back to her. He could feel her gaze on the rippling muscles of his back.

“Merry Christmas to you. What would you like to have for breakfast?” 

“I will let you know when I am fully awake,” His response was a mumble.

Rolling out of bed with a huff, she said, “I will be expecting you downstairs.” 

He turned to watch her with open disgust as she wrapped the large robe around her protruding stomach, effectively hiding the folding slabs of flesh around her body. She walked slowly out of the room on heavy, fleshy legs that ended on tiny feet.

He flopped onto his back immediately the door closed behind her and stared at the ceiling, morosely. How did he end up with such an obese, ugly thing? 

But he knew. 

The first time they met about a year ago, it was her pretty face that had hooked him. She had an innocent air about her. A beautiful face topped with slanted, angelic eyes in the oddest colour of brown flecked with silver, a tiny nose, and a small, pouty mouth topped with rosy pink lips. Her skin was soft, smooth, and flawless. 

Under the influence of alcohol, every woman looked like a mermaid that fateful evening. He would pay for that indulgence for the rest of his life. 

They had met at his friend, Jeremiah’s wedding reception. It was an evening event and he was among the groomsmen. The previous night had been spent partying at the bachelor’s eve and they were only able to catch a few hours’s sleep before they began to prepare for church. 

He had been fueling his body with energy drinks and alcohol all day as there was no time to sit down and eat. He was introduced to Evelyn and her friends shortly after the reception ceremony began. Her perfectly made-up face captured his attention; she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He kept returning to her table to make sure they were served with foods and drinks, then he requested for a dance when the opportunity presented itself. 

He couldn’t remember how or when they left the party. When he woke up the next morning, someone was knocking consistently on the door and he was in Evelyn’s bed, buck-naked.

“Baby, my dad is at the door. It was the sound of the knocks that woke us up.” Evelyn’s voice was apologetic as she pulled the duvet over her body self-consciously but not before he caught a view of her protruding stomach. 

“Did you just say your dad? Whose apartment is this by the way?” He looked around the room with interest. It was a feminine room with its flowery pink and polka dot colour scheme but it was expensively and tastefully furnished as well.

“It is mine. I will take you around when you are fully awake,” Her voice was shy.

“Evelyn, will you come out here right now?” A male voice bellowed from the sitting room. Evelyn jumped, startled. His eyes narrowed at her. 

“I am coming, Dad. I just woke up,” Her voice was petulant like a little girl’s own. What kind of trouble had he gotten himself into? 

“How old are you?”

“I am 36 years old. I am an only child and he treats me as if I’m still his little girl of five year old,” 

She was a year older than he was, and she was a Daddy’s girl.  He groaned as he put his head in his palms. He was in trouble.

With a look of amusement on her face, she slid out of bed, “Don’t be scared, baby. He is not going to kill you,” She had wrapped the duvet round her body.

He couldn’t help glancing at her backside, taking note of the extra fat. He hated chubby girls. 

“I am going to kill him for touching my girl. Both of you should come out right now before I barge in on you.” Her father’s voice had grown threatening.

Kelvin’s insides tightened into a knot as he briefly glanced at her window. He instantly dismissed it as a means of escape. The blinking security light and the burglar-proof bars around the window looked stronger than those at a maximum prison.

He squared his shoulders and got out of bed in his glorious nudity. He noted the way her gaze travelled the length of his rock-hard body.

“You like what you see?” His voice was low and husky, the words meant for her ears alone. His dick seemed to nod in acknowledgment at her blatant admiration. 

She blushed, turning away. “Let’s dress up and meet my father in the sitting room before he loses it,” Opening the wardrobe, she hid behind the wardrobe door where she quickly changed into jeans and  t-shirt.

He was fully dressed in his discarded trousers and white shirt when she joined him. He slung the jacket over his shoulder casually. “Are you ready to face your father, princess?” His grin was boyish. 

“Yes, I am. He can’t kill the two of us.” She giggled, clinging to his arm possessively.

The meeting with Jonathan Wright, Evelyn’s father, gave him the opportunity to either choose his paradise or hell.

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The Blurb

Araire Falade, a beautiful, wealthy, and single woman in her 40s, is trying to slow down her ticking biological clock, and her boyfriend, Bamidele, has said he will only propose if she gets pregnant. 

Seeking help, she approaches the sexy, handsome but married fertility doctor, Chibuike Azuke, and they soon become great friends. 

Glowing and pregnant, her happiness doubles or so it seems when  Bamidele finally proposes.

All hell breaks loose when Araire discovers she has been duped, not only by the man she was engaged to, but also by the man she had come to trust and love with her whole heart.

Will love find her again or she is destined to remain single and alone forever?

The chapter two of HIDDEN DESIRES will be posted next week Sunday, 26th January.

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