Adaora, a brilliant yet self-doubting programmer from Ifo, Nigeria, faces the harsh realities of life when her mother falls ill. Armed with exceptional tech skills but struggling with low self-esteem, she ventures to a city in Lagos seeking for job...
The get-together was wrapping up as morning sunlight continued to filter through the windows of the restaurant. Adeola's friends began to say their goodbyes, drifting off one by one, until she, Tunde, and a few others were left standing by the door. They stepped outside together, laughing as they reminisced about the day, while cars filled the parking lot. Among them stood a sleek black Yamaha power bike that instantly caught Adeola's eye.
"Why did you bring a bike, Tunde?" she asked, surprised. "How do you expect me to get home on this?"
Tunde gave her a playful grin. "You're going to ride with me," he said with a casual shrug.
She shook her head. "A bike? No way, I'm scared of bikes..." Before she could finish, Tunde scooped her up in one swift motion, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her closer to the bike before placing her back on the ground.
Their friends watched, captivated by the ease with which Tunde handled her, murmuring to each other and smiling at what looked like a scene out of a romantic movie. Tunde zipped up his jacket, slid his helmet on, and hopped onto the bike. He held out the second helmet to Adeola, patting the seat behind him. "Come on, trust me."
After a pause, she took the helmet and put it on, her nerves settling a bit as she climbed onto the bike, wrapping her arms around him. Tunde revved the engine, and before she knew it, they were speeding down the street. At first, she held on tightly, apprehensive, but soon the thrill of the ride took over, and a smile crept across her face. She pulled out her phone to take a quick photo, capturing the excitement of the moment as the world blurred around them. Her initial fear had faded, replaced with pure exhilaration.
Meanwhile, at Ajah, Sam arrived home briefly from Spark Technologies, where he'd been working. The new apartment, provided by Eniola, was where he was now staying, away from Tunde's place. As he stepped into the room, he found Eniola waiting impatiently, draped in a red nightgown on his bed, her eyes smoldering with intent. This was no ordinary arrangement—they both knew what they wanted.
Without hesitation, Sam dropped his belt, climbed onto the bed, and his hands found their way to her, making her gasp in surprise and delight. Age didn't matter in this moment, her soft moans confirmed she was enjoying every bit of it. As he stroked his hands over boobs, a smirk formed on his face, knowing how the night would unfold.
Back with Adeola and Tunde, the ride continued. By now, she was feeling entirely at ease, taking in the rush of wind, the pulse of the bike, and the thrill of holding onto Tunde as they zipped through Abuja streets. It was exhilarating, and for the first time, she was truly enjoying herself.
Later that morning, Chidi left Adaora's place, saying he had an important meeting to attend. "I'll catch up with you later," he said, giving her a quick peck before heading out. As he made his way home, he reminded himself of his promise to Bam Bam, a commitment he planned to fulfill today.
Over at Paystack, Paul was busy with work but found himself thinking about Bam Bam. Recently, they'd had some fun together, and he'd hoped for a repeat. But when he stopped by her office which is now the CEO office, the door was locked, which was unusual. Shrugging, he decided to swing by Adaora's office instead.
He approached her desk, clearing his throat. "Good morning, Adaora. Have you seen Bam Bam around today? She's not in."
Adaora looked up, puzzled. "No, she hasn't come in yet. Maybe she's running a bit late."
Paul nodded, but his instincts told him there was more to it. He'd noticed a recent spark between the CEO and Bam Bam, the way she glances at him in lust. Something was definitely going on, and Paul was ready to uncover the truth.
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Adaora, unsettled by Bam Bam's absence, picked up her phone and dialed Bam Bam’s number. It went straight to voicemail—switched off. She frowned but tried not to overthink it. Meanwhile, miles away, Bam Bam was catching her breath after an intense, passionate sex with Chidi. They lay in silence for a moment, basking in the aftermath before getting ready for the day ahead. Both dressed swiftly, knowing their work obligations called, especially as the clock ticked toward an important meeting Chidi had to attend.
Hannah was busy organizing a meeting with the board members, her intent razor-sharp. She had given Chidi enough time to respond to her advances, but his silence stung, and she had no intention of letting that go unnoticed. Emails had been sent, ensuring Chidi’s attendance, and she was ready to present her proposal—one she expected would shine above any others. However, the stakes were higher than she realized.
As Chidi prepared to leave, Bam Bam asked if she could accompany him, eager to take on her role as his personal assistant. He hesitated, knowing how quickly people might read into their connection. “Better stay behind for now,” he advised, knowing that discretion was vital.
At exactly noon, Chidi arrived at Paystack, greeted by a buzz of activity as the meeting commenced. Hannah confidently presented her proposal to the board, her tone crisp and assertive. Just as she wrapped up, Chidi stood up, much to her surprise, and introduced Adaora’s proposal. The room fell silent as he eloquently explained its merit and potential. Adaora, seated nearby, felt a rush of emotion, she hadn’t expected him to go to bat for her so strongly.
The board discussed both proposals, and the tide quickly shifted. Many favored Adaora’s ideas, recognizing the scope and vision behind her work as having a greater likelihood of success. Votes poured in, and it became clear: Adaora’s proposal had won the board’s favor. Hannah’s confident façade cracked as she realized she’d been outmaneuvered. Rage simmered beneath her poised exterior, and her mind began to plot ways to sabotage Adaora’s newfound success.
That very afternoon, Hannah received Adaora’s details she has asked from one of her men working undercover, and as she read, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She started digging, determined to find anything she could exploit. With relentless focus, she stumbled upon an intriguing detail—Adaora’s past relationship with Tunde Adeyemi and her recent closeness to Chidi.
Her digging didn’t stop there. Scrolling through the information she discovered a video clip of Adaora and Chidi being interviewed by the infamous Egungun at the secret palace, lekki. As she watched, a sinister smile spread across her face. This was exactly what she needed to strike.
Meanwhile, Adaora wasted no time in regrouping her team. With renewed determination, she approached Paul, offering him the leadership position, acknowledging his long-standing mentorship. Paul’s face lit up with pride, thrilled by her trust and the chance to lead. Together, they strategized, and the team’s spirits rose as they prepared to execute Adaora’s vision.
Unaware of the trap that Hannah was weaving, Adaora and her team forged ahead. But behind the scenes, Hannah was calculating her next move, knowing that this scandalous video could be the key to tearing down Adaora’s progress.
