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61~ She's A Fake!

Habiba's POV:

"Thanks for the lift." I smiled once we got to the mansion.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave me?" He smiled revealing his gap teeth again.

"We've arrived, So I was just saying thank you," I replied.

"Well never mind, beautiful girls like you don't need to say thank you." He smiles while tilting closer, but I didn't feel the need to budge when he came close to my face.

"You have a strand of hair on your face." He smiles picking out the hair on my forehead.

Perhaps, I was not in my right senses when I realized what he was trying to do, nervously, I held the door handle trying to unlock the door, he pulls me closer almost making our faces collide.

"The seat belt! You forgot to remove it." He says resting his head on my neck while his other hand goes around my waist while he unbuckles the lock.

I was so uncomfortable with his gestures but surprisingly I didn't react while he continues to run his hands on my body.

"You look hot." He whispers gesturing for my lips when the door unexpectedly opens.

Meeting his hard gaze while Mr Caleb's hand was still wrapped around me, I suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline.

"Ouch!" I squirmed in his grip as he roughly pulls me out of the car.

"How dare you lay your fingers on her!" Najib yells, I could see how much upset he was as his veins popped out.

Precisely, I turned tensed once I realize how relaxed I was in another man's arms.

"What happened to me?" I mumbled struggling to free myself from his grip, but it only grew tighter as I tried.

"Oh momma's boy, long time no see buddy!" Mr Caleb smiles extending his hands for a handshake but instead, Najib lets out his fury as he slams the  door angrily, the sound of the bang was as loud as a firecracker.

"Najib!" I exclaimed shutting my ears in fear.

"Not even your shadow should be seen around my premises or wife, I never want to see you, stay the f*ck away!" He snaps.

"Buddy! you're still the same possessive Najib, well that won't work, we will have to see again in Abuja, but don't worry, our next meeting will be lots of fun." He smiled with a wink.

"Beauty, please take care of your beast while I'm gone." Mr Caleb blew an air kiss before he sped off rising dust all over the place.

Najib's turned to face me holding me close.

"What were you thinking riding with that brutal boy?!" He yelled.

"Najib please, I'm not in the mood to argue or fight now so let go off me, I'm tired."

"Well, I'm not done yet!" He snapped and continued. "Please refrain from associating with Caleb, he is dangerous." He says this time his voice a bit calm as he held my both hands pulling me closer.

"With what right are you saying all this? You don't need to worry for me, I'm 18 and old enough to know who's right or wrong in my life, I suggest you worry for your girlfriend and unborn baby instead." I sighed releasing my hand from his grip.

"Habiba...

"Stay away from me, I beg of you." I pleaded with both hands before heading into the house.

As I marched up the stairs, I felt my feet heavy like a log of wood but I had no choice but to struggle my way through.

My whole body felt sour, and my eyes feels drowsy like they were deprived of sleep for weeks.