In a city where chaos runs deep and power speaks louder than justice, Major General Damola Olowe-feared, revered, and known simply as the Commander-rules Lagos's criminal underworld with a soldier's discipline and ruthlessness. His word is law. His presence, a warning. Backed by elite troops and an iron code of honor, Damola is the last line of order in a state slowly tilting into anarchy. But when a high-stakes raid ends in betrayal, an ambush leaves him bloodied and alone, and five of his own men try to assassinate him in transit, everything shifts. He survives by sheer will-and the unexpected help of a 'frightened' stranger. Damola gives him one thing in return: a favor. A single, open-ended promise. Three years later, the stranger returns-not for money, not for power, but with a request that will dismantle everything Damola has built. He wants Damola to protect his quiet, delicate younger sister, Adunni, while he travels abroad. The Commander refuses-until the debt is called in. What begins as a reluctant favor becomes a war of shadows, as Damola finds himself caught between growing feelings for Adunni and suspicions he can't ignore. Because Adunni isn't just innocent. She's a pawn. A spy planted to bring him down. And behind her is a man with blood on his hands-and a plan that could end the Commander's reign for good. But Damola didn't rise to power by playing fair and he was ready to fight until the very end. He took them down before, he could do it again. He would. Obey the Commander-or be destroyed.

❝ He will never let me leave He will never let me breathe in the air that does not have his presence I strove for my freedom Little did I know that will be the greatest doom of my life!❞ ⭒❃⭒ 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢 a simple girl with very ordinary dreams. She wanted nothing but to live her simple life on her own terms instead she was forced into a life where she was imprisoned as her husband's possession. Being stubborn hearted, she never surrendered and escaped her possessor. But sometimes the simplest dreams are the hardest to achieve specially when she has her obsessive husband finding her in the need of revenge. And this time he will do anything to bend her to his twisted will! ___ VOL. 2 ★ Warning - This story contains violence, abuse, mature content. (If these topics trigger you in any means, this book is not for you)

Although no one knew it, Desire was struggling. It was highly unbelievable because as a top worker in one of Lagos' most exclusive and influential night clubs, she was making close to twenty thousand naira per night. All her other friends were living large, and building houses, so why couldn't she? Her father had died five years ago, leaving them drowning in a sea of debt. Her mother was sick, and couldn't do anything, so from an early age Desire had had to wear the mantle of responsibility. A twenty six million naira debt was on her neck, and for five years, Desire had consistently been paying it off; while simultaneously keeping a roof over her mother's head, and saving up money for school. Salvation came at last; but in form of the hardest, most handsome man she had ever laid eyes upon? General Babalola Halal. He was offering five million Naira for a whole month of exclusive sex. Pure, undiluted gratification. It was her job, and this offer was coming on a platter of gold. Even more tempting was the fact that it was the exact amount needed to be free of her father's debt. Completely. But he was hard, and demanding, and excruciatingly virile. Accepting this posed a risk far greater than millions. The stark reality of losing everything she stood for, and gaining nothing in return because a man like this never gave anything of himself. He was rich, five million Naira meant nothing to him. But she knew what she was getting into, she knew how addictive his touch was, and how hard it was to stay sane around him. Could she do this? Was losing her sanity a price she was willing to pay?