The Devil's Incarnate - Episode 4

 

He still sat at the dining table after everyone else had eaten. It had been a week and everything he ate came back up.

It had been a week since he'd laid his eyes in the incarnation of the devil, he avoided her at all costs and he barely even slept.

He managed to make acquaintance with Nine, Chinonso Kayode and TK – whose name he found out to be Tokunbo– most of the time Chinonso had to go out with Sam.

"If i do not get my supply of dope tonight, Tayo... I swear on your crippled father... You'll die at my hands" her voice was devoid of any emotion and Mayowa sat up straight.

She walked into the dining room, with an unfamiliar Yoruba guy with a scar running from the middle of his forehead to the left side of his face then sat in her seat.

"Yes, Sam" Tayo nodded shakily

"Good, you're excused" she wove him off like a waste of space.

"Sam!" Kayode walked into the dining room and Mayowa couldn't help but stare at her, this time she was dressed so conservatively and still too s*xy in a white ankle length dress that opened all the way up to her thighs.
Mayowa had a hard time looking away from her thick thighs, they seemed so smooth to touch and he wondered how it would feel under his touch.

Sam raised her eyebrows at Kayode, asking a silent question.

"We've lost contact with Diego who is handling the cargo to Italy" his voice was just as emotionless but his eyes were full of panic. Mayowa sat uncomfortably and didn't know if he should even be listening to all they were saying.

"Was it intentional? "

"I was told he cut the communication off"

"Good... Blow the ship" Kayode's eyes bugged out of their sockets

"Carmichael will kill us, Thats over 12bil-" she turned to him and he stopped mid statement.

"Did i stutter, Kay? I asked you to blow the f*cking ship"

"No, ma'am "

"If that litttle task is too much for you to manage...I'll handle it myself" She looked away from him and her eyes landed on Mayowa who was trying to stay unnoticed throughout the whole conversation.

"No, I can handle it. I'll call Carmichael" she wove Kay off, and uncovered her plate.

"Good afternoon....ma'am" Mayowa greeted and started eating.

"Mayowa...I heard you weren't feeling well. Do I need to call Dr. Afolayan?" She asked and began eating, his eyes followed her fork.

"N-no Ma'am"

"Call me Sam" he nodded, looked away and let silence reign for  some minutes

"Do you have a girlfriend?" His eyes widened and he shook his head furiously. Nobody wanted a broke man who couldn't afford a place of his own

"Good, come to my room by eight tonight" she ordered and he nodded before he remembered that he had kitchen duties, and maybe he could avoid any form of meeting with her.

"I-i have um..kitchen-"

"My room... By eight" she stated again and he didn't want to piss her off.

Something in him didn't want to see her pissed, maybe it was because she scared the shit out of him.

"Maybe" he unconsciously whispered and she glanced at him

"Did you say something?" His eyes widened and he shook his head furiously. She eyed him before dropping her fork and walking out of the room.

He noticed that she rarely ate.

She didn't need to loose weight, she was perfect. He thought before reality hit him in the face.

She's a killer, a monster.

He gulped down the spaghetti with so much effort and he lost his appetite after swallowing the food he had in his mouth.

He left the dining room with no appetite and a heavy burden in his heart.

***

"Guy, just go! Do you know how many guys would risk their lives for this chance" Korede urged excitedly and Mayowa narrowed his eyes at him.

"What if she kills me?"

"If she wanted to kill you...she would have done that a week ago" TK added and Mayowa nodded

"Its not like you even have a choice...its seven fifty eight already" Mayowa noted and Mayowa inhaled heavily before standing up from his bed.

"So I just knock her door, abi?" Hr asked, trying to stall

"Seven fifty nine...she hates lateness, Man" TK said, patting Mayowa's back before walking out of the room, leaving Kayode with a shaking Mayowa.

"I'm leaving, Just go before its eight and you'll survive" Kayode said and Mayowa walked out of the room, he walked down the hallway and stopped in front of her door.

He didn't know what to think as he stood in front of her doors. He only whispered a silent prayer before knocking on the door.

"Come in" her voice caused his heart to speed up again and he cleared his throat before entering.

The room was dark but it smelled like her, she usually smelled like a mix of men's perfume and flowers.

She wasn't inside the room but he heard the shower so he knew he was safe for now.

"You're earlier than I expected" her warm voice reached his ears and he folds this hands behind his back.

"Um..yes ma'am"  he answered but got no reply and he couldn't see a damned thing however as soon as she opened the door to the bathroom, the light reflected into the room.

He glanced at the door and his jaw dropped, she stood there as naked as the day she was born and with so much effort he looked away.

"Hand me my towel" she ordered and he swore he could hear an underlying tone.

"W-where ma?"

"On the rack by your side" he glanced to his right and he pulled a spread towel. He walked towards her with his head down and his heart in his stomach.

"Thank you" she took it from him, her skin brushing against his and he retracted his hands as soon as possible and he hoped that she didn't notice the growing bulge in his pants.

She sat at the edge of the bed and Mayowa felt a lot more comfortable looking when she wasn't facing him.

She rubbed some cream on her body so slowly and sensually. It was driving Mayowa mad with lust.

"Mind helping me?" She turned to him, pointing to her back with the cream in her other hand and he shakily walked towards her, taking the cream from her.

She dropped the towel, standing up but she was nowhere as tall as Mayowa. Mayowa couldn't keep his eyes off her, her br*ests were like two drops of molten chocolate. Her body was like a wrapped present to him and his dick hardened painfully.

"M-ma?" He looked at her and still her face was emotionless.

"Closer, Mayowa" she bent her fingers, motioning that he should move closer and he did with his hands behind his back.

His eyes widened as she pulled him by the collar and pressed her warm and naked body to his clothed body.