The Yoruba Demons [SAMPLE]

1. Rita isn't it?

Third Person POV.

He sat up from the bed and looked beside him at his conquest from the night before. He smirked. Lagos girls were so cheap. He only had to smile at her and call her beautiful and here she was in his bed.

His body ached from the night's 'activities' as he stood up, but it was the good kind.

As he walked towards the bathroom to tinkle, he heard the faint sound of his name. "Femi..." the lady in bed called.

"Yes love" he answered charmingly, turning around to look at her and flashing her a dashing smile. Her eyes were still droopy. Of course after being at it all night she was bound to have a sex hangover. Her hair was a mess and her light skin was covered in hickeys, but what distracted Femi was her perky boobs staring right back at him.

"Femi come back to bed" she whined.

"As much as I would love to Rita, I need to head ou-"

"Rita?" Asked the lady with wide eyes. Femi grimaced.

"It's Rita isn't it?" Femi asked seeming confused.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" She scoffed and got up from the bed.

She hurriedly put on her clothes in anger while Femi looked on in amusement, leaning on the wall with folded arms.

"Ugh, you're just like the rest of them." She grunted, walking towards him. "And for what it's worth, it's Rachel" she spat with venom before she walked away angrily towards the elevator of Femi's penthouse.

"Thanks for a wild night" he called after her.

"Fuck you Femi" she yelled, giving him the finger. He chuckled at her, contented that his plan worked and he was free of her. He didn't need her clinging to him like a leech.

As she entered the elevator, a tall, light skinned man came into the penthouse. "Femi!" He called out to his friend. Femi came into the sitting room still wearing his boxer briefs.

"Kola so the best thing you can do early in the morning is to come to my house and be shouting. Don't you do morning devotion? It's past seven" Femi complained, sitting down on one of the coffee brown sofas while Kola sat in an arm chair facing Femi.

"Femi, you're not even well at all. You that is talking. You've not even gone to church for three years." Kola replies making Femi chuckle.

Kola pointed at the elevator "Who was the angry bitch that just left? She fucking bumped into me man"

Femi snickered and rested his head on a nearby pillow. "Just a girl I picked up at the club yesterday man."

"Oh, the one you went to talk to at the bar with the big ass right? I'm sure you pissed her off as usual." Kola said with amusement all over his face.

Femi chuckled, grinning like a cat. He found her reaction entertaining. "Haha man you have no idea. So what happened yeah. I woke up before her and then she was like I should come back to bed. I immediately knew that the D was making her head spin and she wanted something to grow"

Kola broke out in laughter "You're a bastard oh Femi."

Femi shrugged casually "What can I say? The D is good man. So back to what I was saying. So I played a game on her. Her name is actually Rachel, which I could remember but I acted like I forgot and called her Rita so she would get angry and leave. Thus, the angry bitch."

Kola chuckled lightly "You were always the baddest in the game. I duff cap sir. As you know, we can't keep these bitches around. We fuck and we leave bruh"

"Yeah fuck and leave as always." Femi agreed. "But what of that girl you met last night at the club. How was it?" He asked Kola expectantly. Kola smiled knowingly.

"Oh it was wild. She's so flexible. It was like having sex with a porn star." He explained with an  amazed look on his face.

"Eyyy Osheyyy" Femi hollered giving Kola a bro hand shake while they both laughed.

"So how did you discard her?" Femi asked.

Kola chuckled "Well when I woke up, I couldn't find her or the money in my wallet so she didn't really stress me all that much." He said with a smile on his face.

Femi chuckled "Why do they always do that you man?"

Kola laughed and shrugged " I don't know man but it makes my life a whole lot easier." He replied as he felt his phone vibrating against his chest.

"One sec" he said as he pulled his phone out of the chest pocket of his maroon colored suit. He looked at the screen and saw the name Tunde written on the caller ID. He pressed the green button.

"Hello" Tunde's voice rang out from the other line.

"Hey Tunde what's up?"

"Look don't what's up me like you don't know why I'm calling you." Tunde snapped.

Kola sighed "Daddy Tunde kilode this early morning tori Olorun." He mocked, feigning ignorance to the reason why Tunde called.

"Oh God Kola. You and that dimwit Femi are supposed to be here in ten minutes. If we don't get this deal God knows you two will contribute money and pay for all the stress you put me through and I'm not even joking with you Kola." Tunes raved, disappointed in his friend for being so unserious with a billion naira contract.

"T just calm down. How are you even so hyperactive this morning. Didn't you get some last night? Or she wasn't good in bed?" Kola joked while giving Femi a signal to go and get dressed making him grumble out of the sitting room.

Tunde sighed in exasperation "I did and yes she was good but unlike you motherfuckers, I'm serious with my job because I know I have bills to pay. I know you'll say we're millionaires but the only thing better than money is more money so stop playing around and bring yourself and that idiot to Marina right now let's secure the fucking contract." Tunda yelled, ending the call.

Kola put his iPhone 11 back in his pocket, chuckling to himself at his best friend's crankiness. He and Femi had never been able to take Tunde serious even though he was the most hardworking among them. Their joint business venture was Tunde's idea and he also got most of the deals but the never took him for granted. They only acted lazy on occasion especially after having a wild night.

"Femi. You this idiot if I come in that room I'll legit drag you out in whatever you're wearing. I don't care." Kola warned Femi because he knew Femi had not sense of urgency what so ever.

"I'm done abeg" Femi's voice rang from the room.

Shortly after, Femi came out in a dark gray Armani suit and brown leather red bottom shoes to match.

"Femi. Which girl are you even going to toast there ehh?" Kola asked after sighting Femi's over the top ensemble.

"You must be high on something" Femi retorted, walking out of the penthouse with a laughing Kola trailing behind him.