Must Read: The Rich Kids Of Lagos (16+)… Part 22

 

Aduke decided that this time, she was not going to cry. She would not give the mad man the benefit of seeing her shed another tear because she had not cried this much in a long time. She asked herself again what kind of useless trip this was turning out to be. She initially decided that no matter how hungry she was, would not touch the cereal he had laid out in front of her but after a two hour wait, she realised that she was very hungry. She therefore made cereal for herself and instantly felt better as the food started sliding down her throat.
It was while she was spooning cereal into her mouth that he barged in. She was angry with herself! She should have just waited a little longer. Now he had caught her eating. How could she display her ire now? She would certainly look foolish if she began to rail at him now. She therefore decided to ignore him and act as though nobody had come in.
‘Hey Aduke’ said Alhaji as he entered, eyes sparkling

‘I had the best meeting ever’ he informed
‘I can technically say this is the best trip I have had in a long time’ he said
‘You, my darling, must be my lady luck’ he said smiling.
Aduke wondered if had not noticed she was angry or if he was just ignoring her anger. The venom in her eyes should be able to penetrate his useless bubble.
‘…wish i could share the details with you but it is too early… now, what shall we do today?’ continued Alhaji.
His question remained unanswered as Aduke spun the seat around and looked outside the window, pointedly ignoring him.
‘Oh no, I even forgot that you were still kept in place’ said Gaddo, as he began to feel his pockets for the keys.
It was at that point that Aduke burst out and spun the seat to face him. Who exactly did this man think he was. How dare he!
‘Kept in place? Kept in place!!!!!’ yelled Aduke
Gaddo seemed taken aback and jumped back as though he had been struck
‘I have NEVER been cuffed in MY WHOLE life! I am not a criminal, I have not stolen anything from you, yet, you think it is normal to ‘keep me in place’ and waltz in here talking about your business? Do you think for a moment that I can jump up to rejoice with you even if I wanted to?’ yelled Aduke
Alhaji Gaddo was at a loss for he had never been yelled at. He had seen the traits that this girl might be hard to control but, this was an affront to him.
‘Can you keep your voice down and speak to me with some respect’ Gone was the excited business man and back in his place was the forbidding industrialist.
Aduke was past caring. She hated the sight of this monster right now.
In a lower tone, she chastised him further ‘How dare you talk about respect? How have you shown me any form of respect, Gaddo? Is this how you run your life? In this imperial manner, demanding respect and not giving it to others?’
‘Aduke, you are going too far’ warned Alhaji
‘Gaddo, you have gone too far, undo these cuffs and set me free. I need to pack’
‘I’m not letting you go’ he said, his stubborn streak kicking in. How could she talk to him like that? He had picked her up and brought her to America! With his own money! This young lady really needed to learn some respect.
‘That’s fine, don’t remove the cuff. I know that one day; you will have to leave this country wouldn’t you? What would you do with me then? Kill me?’ asked Aduke
‘Okay, this is getting out of hand, Aduke. Apologise for your rudeness and I will let you go’ said Gaddo
‘You must be joking. Is this how you treat people like a commodity? Is this why people are around you like flies on Shtt? Because you buy them and force them to stay? Have you forgotten how to be human only because you have some money or because you were lucky to be born rich?’ asked Aduke in a very low voice, filled with anger.
Her voice was shaky as her eyes filled with unshed tears.
She needed no other confirmation. This American trip was the worst decisions she had made in her adult life.
Gaddo sauntered off and went into the room, very pissed.
Aduke expected him to come out, filled with remorse but Gaddo did not re-appear.
Aduke began to mentally kick herself. She should have waited for the bastard to release her before she began to yell at him. She wondered what he had gone to do in the room and decided to peek at him. She held on to the edge of the table and used her free leg to manoeuvre the chair towards the room. As she peeked in, for the door was ajar, she saw him was lying on the bed, facing the other side. It looked as though he was sleeping. The bastard!
‘Alhaji! Alhaji!’ she called. The pool of emotion in Addy’s belly welled up and she began to sob loudly. Hot, fat tears, rolling down her face.
As she turned the chair around and began to struggle back to the desk, she felt his hands on her shoulders. She tried to shake them off but couldn’t. She was angry at him and at herself. How had she gotten herself into this mess? Why should he treat her like this? Was this rubbish worth it? Just because of a stupid private jet and a bag? Aduke was angry at herself and at him.
‘Addy, please don’t cry. I hate to see you cry. Come on!’ said Gaddo, trying to pacify her
With her head downcast, she continued to sob as the hot tears rolled furiously down her face. He took her face in his hands and tried to look into her eyes, she kept trying to move her face out of his hands
‘Aduke, my wild foondu, why are you so quarrelsome? He asked, a little smile playing on his lips. ‘Apologise and I would let you go’ he said, softly
‘Never!’ Aduke knew she was being stupid but also knew this was one challenge she was not going to back down on.
‘The folly of youth’ said Gaddo, his eyes twinkling once more. ‘I can’t let you kill yourself in that chair. Stay still, let me unlock this thing’ He said as he bent down. Aduke realised from the ease with which he removed the cuffs that he was no stranger to this cuffing business but she vowed to herself that she would never ever allow him cuff her again.
The minute she was free, she got up and stalked off. She headed straight to the bathroom and attempted to slam the door. She was deprived of the satisfaction of hearing a resounding thud as the heavy door just slid silently shut. She hissed at the door and divested herself of her negligee. She cursed Tessy for advising her to pack like it was a honeymoon. She must have looked really silly sitting there, shackled to the chair in this transparent piece of nothing. She quickly tucked her hair under a shower cap and stepped under the blast of the shower.
Gaddo waited for her to emerge but was surprised that several moments later, she still stayed indoors. He went in to investigate, heard the running shower. As he opened the door, he was greeted by the steam that streamed into his nostrils. So thick was the steam that he could not even see the mirror. He noticed that her back was turned to him and she had her face turned up to the spray of hot water. He quietly opened the door of the shower cubicle, reached across her and turned the water off. She startled as he did this for she had not expected him to come in.
Gaddo, looked from his wet hand to her wet, Unclad body. Aduke’s body was indeed beautiful, her full breasts, tapered to a tiny waist and blossomed into well rounded hips and bottom. Indeed, this chocolate skinned beauty was the definition of a hourglass figure and a beauty to behold. This was a body that every red blooded male would long for and Gaddo was no exception as his desire for her surged, suddenly. He stepped into the shower cubicle fully clothed and attempted to take her into his arms. Aduke realised that she had a mad man on her hands as she pushed him off. How could he lock her down, annoy her and expect to make out with her all in the space of a few minutes. She was certain that this man had a history of mental illness.
‘What is this for? Please step’ she ordered.
‘Addy, calm down. All is forgiven’ said an amorous Gaddo, his voice soft from desire.
‘Who forgave you? Please move, Alhaji’ He was back to being called Alhaji because she was so mad
“I forgave you. It’s okay now’ he said
She hissed and tried to get by him but he quickly gathered her wet form into his arms and held her against the glass cubicle wall of the shower stall. Aduke could feel his erection pressed against her body and decided to teach him a lesson. He had not been forgiven for any of his past atrocities, not for leaving her high and dry last night nor for cuffing her like a common criminal. She was damned if she allowed a repeat of last night to occur. She would teach him.
She rubbed against his body and heard him release a whoosh of breath through his lips. She liked his response and pressed against him some more. She allowed him to rub his hands all over her body. He flicked her Tips, bending to kiss them, turned her around so he could rub his erection on her Unclad bottom.
Aduke ignored the excitement building in her belly and she swung into action. She removed his shirt and undershirt and pressed her Unclad breasts on his torso. She was glad to get a reaction. She then proceeded to remove his trouser and his boxers. She was tickled to see his huge erection spring to attention. He was really endowed. This was the closest that she had gotten to his body in recent times. She was still unsure if they had been together that first night.
‘Alhaji, let’s get out of here’ she said breathlessly
‘Yeah, I would like to see you dance for me’ he said. She smiled, for she had suspected that he would say this. She had counted on him saying this.
As they went into the room, Addy picked up pieces of clothing on the way. A bra, her panties and a shift dress.
‘Alhaji, please give me a moment’. She said as she walked out of the room. ‘Please get comfortable; things are about to heat up in here’. This, she said over her shoulder.
Once in the living room, Aduke hurriedly put on her undies and the shift dress she had picked up, and also removed the shower cap. She then picked up the room key from the reading table and left the suite. She had left him lying there, expectant!
That should teach the oaf a lesson or two.