Just Like Magnets

Just Like Magnets

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Anjola's life was already hell and hell got heated seven times over when she left home after being raped by her step dad and has nowhere to go. Student by day and stripper by night, she spends everything she gets at the famous Halmod club to study at the university. With only two hundred Naira to her name it's gonna be heated fourteen times when she meets Prince Korede, son of the King and richest man in Nigeria who saves her and takes her to his home. Not your average Prince though. Hop on the rollercoaster with me and ride through your not so average love story where a not so maiden in distress meets a not so Prince Charming.
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Hard Man

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 thousands every 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?

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