Love in devilish places - Episode 6

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Tania struggled with pulling her hair free from the zipper of her gown. The damn thing wouldn't bulge and she feared damaging the cloth. It had cost twenty-five thousand Naira and had only been worn once.
Seeing no other option she yanked the wig off with only a little part stucked within the zipper.

"Breath Tania, breath." She slumped in a chair letting out a puffed breath. "It's just a show, nothing you've not done before." She muttered.

The show was in response to her #stickwithmyflaws campaign . Had the future being known, she would have scrapped that part of her advice. She had joyfully tweeted it and now Jubril Shittu, Creative Fm manager had extended an invitation to her. Of course she wanted to back down but the offer had come with a goody package and heaven knew she needed the package. Her consignment had been siezed and the most senior boss had offered a clearing process for free.

She strummed her fingers against the vanity table before reaching for the small remote by the side. Soon, Anthony Brown's I am a Miracle blasted through the speakers. Tapping her feet in rhythm she walked to her wardrobe, swung it open and selected a red off-shoulder ankara gown.

The body of the gown was embellished with stones, its neckline with green fringe and tafetta sewn from the knee downward. It had a slim sleeve adorned with more stones at the the end

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. Its crowning glory was the Tania's Apparel crest embedded on it.

Her eyes danced with joy as the gown accentuated her curves; curves which made up for her lack of height. 5.1" she'd say if asked her height even though the extra three inches were complemented by her shoes.

"Tania," Debby's voice could be heard over the music. That girl was either born with a hidden speaker or must have swallowed an amplifier when younger. "Tan.." Her head shot through the half opened door, it was dyed red this time.

"Tania please reduce the music, I can't hear me." Her shout sent Tania's hands over her ears instantly. She surely swallowed an amplifier.

Debby's full body materialised from behind the door as the music stopped. "God! You almost demolished the house."

"You're my inspiration." She mocked, settling at her table once again to apply her makeup. As she fixed her nose ring she met with the forest on her head, her piles of wig a no-no today. "Deb," she called sweetly.

"Nah nah. Don't Deb me. I'm not touching your hair." She sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Please Deb, please." She pouted, giving her one of her best puppy looks saved for such occasion.

"Fine." She groaned dragging her feet towards her.

Tania had already brought out her kit. Her hair kit consisted of hair treatments and others from Saka Naturals and Tabitha's Beauty; she never had a fixed choice since they were her best.

In less than thirty minutes her thick forest had being transformed to a red carpert worthy hairstyle.

"Thank you darling. I look like a goddess. Right now my hair..."

"...on a natural level." They laughed at the silly phrase they coined up for their hair clique.

They all had fros to die for. While Tania and Debby were full time fro ladies, Sophia installed locs most times or better still wigs and Cassandra was the only non NHB, with a style that changed like the weather; highly unpredictable.

"Can you do me a favor and not wear green shoes?" Tania cocked her brow. "You're starting to look like a Christmas tree."

Tania gave a hearty laugh as her feet slid into a black sandal which were not favourable with her height.

"And now you look like a stamp, but that's fine."

Her hand swiftly flung a hairbrush her way, hitting her by the arm.

"Ouch! Tan?"

Her stuck out her tongue mockingly as she ran out, clutching her bag.

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The doors dinged as it slid open. An artistic welcome of Creative Fm greeted her. They were logos, sketches and paintings of its crew, management and celebrities who had probably accepted their invitation.

Would hers be up there soon? She wondered.

She hummed the lyrics of do like that as she mentally danced Zanku. The distance between the doors and the receptionist desk like the parted red sea.

"Welcome to Creative Fm, I'm Tobi, how may I help you ma?" The receptionist's sparkling teeth triggered hers too.

"Uhm! I'm here to see Mr Shittu. Something to do with a special appearance." blah blah blah.

"Oh!" This time her eyes dazzled like a pup having its first bone. "He's expecting you ma. Second floor, second door. The elevator is to your left ma."

She added ma to every sentence like she expected her to drop a tip or take a selfie. With a appreciative nod she walked towards the elevator.

They were three other occupants to which she acknowledged with a nod. Checking her watch she offered a silent prayer. God willing the show would be over soon, she couldn't afford to miss another night of Game Changer; it gave her sleepless nights.

 

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He felt her arrival before she walked in. He smelt cinnamon and rosemary; a suprising choice of perfume for a woman. Her feet were the first thing he saw from a side mirror, she stood few feet in contemplating if to announce her arrival or not.

He had purposely left the door ajar and stationed himself so, so he could have a glimpse of her upfront. Personally he'd let her stand and pretend he hadn't seen her, if and when she walked out in anger. Adjusting in his chair, he saw that she was one of those NHBs who felt accomplished by the comments made on their hair.

"You can stare all day but please offer me a seat." She broke his train of thought.

"I thought you were never going to ask." He swiveled to face her.

God! She looked nothing like the papers had carried. She was... Vertically challenged.
Her silver nose ring made her a big contrast to what he thought the relationship coach would be. She was wild and damn hot in that gown, he felt like knowing how she'd look like out of it. Hopefully she'd be as wild under his sheets. The thought of it made his member ache and he groaned inwardly as her scent made it harder for him to exert control.

Thankfully Mr Jubril marched in, saving him from a work diaster.

"Oh Maxwell, I see you've met our special appearance for tonight, Tania Olubankole. Tania meet our most special presenter and host Barr. Maxwell Oguike." He beamed with pride.

"Nice to meet you." They exchanged pleasantries with clenched teeth. If Jubril noticed this he didn't react. The man could cook up his emotions for dinner.

"We're already prepared. We'll be going live soon." He walked out as she followed.

He delayed a minute till his lust had subsided before meeting up with them.

"That reminds me, Max, hope you remember the topic?"

"Topic?" His brow shut up.

"Yes. It was part of the email. Stick with my flaws." Their heads swung to him.

None of them had really read the email.

Tania wanted to bolt, Max wanted to crush his head but looking up he saw they've arrived.

"Studio five, here we come." Jubril gave his most mischievous grin as he pushed the door open.

NHB - Natural Hair Babe.

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  • Abena Asima picture
    Abena Asima
    This is going to be an interesting talk show
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    Chisom Vincent
    Thanks Abena. Your comments are inspiring.
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    Chisom Vincent
    Please I need help. I've not been able to post for about two weeks, contacted the team but I've got no response too. What could be wrong?
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    Oke Olabisi
    very interesting i pray the two of them will not kill each other in the studio
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    Chisom Vincent
    Lolz.... I pray so too. Sorry I've not been able to post online, don't know why
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