THE LOVE & HATE TRIANGLE

Hi teebeelicious, i have been following your blog and i really love the stories. I have a situation which has/is troubling me.


I used to have this friend who is female; she is my colleague and also my supervisor (at work). She use to be my fag hag (she knows am gay) and would always take me to shop and hang out.




Anyways, she started seeing this very handsome man who is a replica of Eyinna Nwigwe ( nollywood actor). The only difference between them was that he is more light skinned, has very black shiny beard, bald, very huge in stature and of course, more handsome. His lips are the colour of ripe peach....so delicately pink.



At first, my colleague (lets call her Ada) showed me his photos at work one day and no doubt was he cute. But knowing Ada too well and her weakness for fine boys, i assumed this was just another time passer. Though i have never supported how she changed men like bras, i had come to the conclusion that whatever she does with her vagina was completely her business.




Obviously, she wanted me to comment on his photos but i really wasn't in the mood. She must have sensed it and gotten offended. She started making comments that i was jealous and all. I let that slide.



 I eventually got to meet Ada's new man at a colleagues wedding which he was invited to (by Ada). Honestly, this guy was amazingly gorgeous. People (especially women and girls) starred at him as if he was some sort of Hollywood legend or celebrity and Ada; of course, didn't spare the chance of parading herself along side just to have a taste of the glory.




During the course of the wedding, myself and Mr handsome (lets call him Nnamdi) began chatting (at the time, Ada has stepped out for quite a while). He told me he was into supplies and we exchanged complementary cards.  When Ada eventually returned and saw us holding a conversation, she started asking what the discussion was about. Before Nnamdi could finish the sentence of his reply, Ada interrupted him and said– “just so you know,  he's gay.  As in he does men...abi they do him"







{Ada no doubt is such a nice girl but there is One thing i strongly detest about her and its is  her seemingly jealous and insecure habit. Anytime she sees me chatting with a guy who is cute or she likes, she would suddenly out me to them right there on the spot. I don't know if it's to spite or ridicule me. And even if i confront her, She would say she was joking, claim she was drunk or ask me if am ashamed of who i am}




“okaayyyy?????...” Nnamdi said as he clearly looked confused as to what relevance was the information.

Looking right at her, he asked-




  “and???”



Ada must have gotten the jerk that she had disgraced herself instead of me. Obviously now feeling stupid, she started commending me and started talking about how she likes gay people and all that Patronising nonsense. I obviously wasn't having it and neither was Nnamdi. When i couldn't stand her anymore, i took my leave.






The following day, Nnamdi texted me and apologised on Ada's behalf. He tried saying i should take it as “women issues”. I responded telling him the embarrassment was mutual and i didn't bear any grudge as Ada was my friend. That was how we began texting back and forth all through the day.



Eventually, Nnamdi and I fastly bonded as friends and so much more as brothers. We began hanging out a lot regularly  (sometimes with his hommies (guess because I have a very masculine nature he could identify with comfortably  ) ). Although we never discussed my sexuality parse, he will constantly bug me to tell him who was gay among his friends or a random stranger.




 He also had this habit of making fun out of the most random things such as someone's hairstyle, dance moves or even walking steps. He was such a jester. Ada on the other hand, had become extremely jealous and insecure that Nnamdi and I thought it wise to keep our friendship away from her (even without having to verbally agree). Also, Ada's recent attitude towards Nnamdi had really become so snobby and full of attitude that it gave Nnamdi lots of concern.






 Often times, he will complain about Ada and try to extract informants from me as to know “why the change of behaviour” but anytime he did, i would either deviate the topic or encourage him to be patient...after it was all, its all “women issues” (according to him).  But deep inside my heart, i felt pity for him and wanted to scream “RUN!!!!”


I knew Ada was either tired of him, had another catch or both. But I couldn't tell him this because I didn't want to be labelled a snitch or the cause of their break up (although I knew that sooner, she would dump him once she was fed up. it was all a matter of time).









  As time went on, Nnamdi fell on very hard times and it got so bad i had to support him (with rent money, money to fix his car and do one or two things). He would always call me a “God sent” and jokingly say if he were gay or i was a woman, he would fuck out my brains , date me or marry me. According to him, my kind was a rare find. Anytime he made such remarks,  I would always laugh and tell him to introduce me to someone who looks exactly like him.








So it happened that about towards the end of last year (2017) , my company had a contract for supplies. I immediately thought of Nnamdi and how this could help his  condition. When i suggested the idea to Ada, her reply surprised me



 - "if he gets money now he will grow wings and start spending on all these small girls. Let him suffer and keep hustling like his mates".






I was very-very disheartened hearing her say such but nevertheless, I was determined to ensure Nnamdi got the job by all means within my capacity. I had to break protocol and managed to get one of our directors who attended my church to award him the contract. Eventually, the risk  paid off.



I remember that evening when I sat with Nnamdi at his house and made him promise me that whatever I was to disclose to him; Ada MUST NOT hear of it. He was a bit skeptical but he agreed. When I handed over the documents of the contract for him to sign, he was lost for words. He slumped to the floor with mouth wide opened.

"HOW???....BRO....HOW???????......IS THIS REAL?" He kept asking in disbelief.




I told him it was the little I could do for the sake of friendship. He shouted...jumped....ran around the house.....embraced me so tight he almost crushed my lungs. When his excitement lessened a bit, he asked me to be honest with him and I agreed. He asked me if Ada knew about the contract offer. I didn't want to answer....but from the look in his eyes, I knew I couldn't lie. All I told him was that Ada has serious issues and he shouldn't hold it against her.



"okay...thank you" was all he said.



from the countenance on his face, I knew something irrevocable had happened.





Nnamdi accomplished his deal in the contract and was paid. He literally begged me to take part of the money but i refused because i knew he had more than enough to do with the money.





One day, he invited me over for a party at his friends house and i refused. But because he kept pressuring me, i eventually accepted. I was embarrassed when all his friends started thanking me over what i had done for him when we were at the party. He had told them. From the look of things, I could see Nnamdi was really loved and respected  by his mates and this made me fall harder for him.





 After time spent, he insisted we go to his house and i accepted the offer. As we drove to his home, he started asking me direct questions about my sexuality for the very first time. Some of his questions came off as offensive but i understood he had no idea they were and besides, i was too tipsy to bother or get offended. I answered all he needed to know. I could remember he asked me if i was the “ man or woman “ (top or bottom), how i knew i was gay, if shit doesn't come out from my bum when fucked as a bottom, how it feels getting fucked etc. All of which i answered honestly.




By the time we got to his home, i was too tired that i didn't know when i slept off in my clothes. When i woke up, it took me couple of minutes to regain my senses and recollect the previous night. I noticed i was just on my briefs and i saw my clothes neatly folded on a chair. I could hear Nnamdi  on the phone in the living room. The time was 11am.




As  i got out of bed and made my way to him, he rounded up his call and smiled as he saw me approach.



“you don finish your orchestra?” he asked.




“what do you mean?” i wondered.



“you should snore for the Olympics” he teased and that cracked me up.



“i don't snore” i said defensively.



“let me disgrace you now...wait a minute" he said as he grabbed a remote control, turned on his sound system, turned up the volume and then began fiddling with his phone. In no time, the entire house shook with a snore coming from the speakers. He had voice recorded me snoring. As i darted towards him to collect his phone, he was fast enough to see me coming and docked. That was how we started running round the house like little kids until there was a sudden power failure.




Nnamdi said my snoring caused the power to go off. Boy!!! Was he such a jester.


He made us breakfast/lunch and i couldn't help myself from drinking the sight of him. Just like me, he was only in his briefs. He wasn't “ built “ but he had such a fit body. There was more hair on his stomach than there was on his chest. His thighs and trunk were just as thick as the rest of his body. His crotch area was so impressive it was obivious he had a big one.




Nnamdi noticed i was looking at him and began insinuating (jokingly) i wanted to rape him.


“why did you say you want me to introduce you to someone like me? Am i your spec?”
He asked as he bit a carrot.




Feeling so shy i became defensive. “what sort of question is that?”



“am your type or am i not?” he asked.


“you know already so why asking me? Okay; yes you are my type...so what?”

I replied.




Making a caricatured face, he went- “nye nye nye nye nye”. “Am sure this is how you fail your exams. Simple yes or no question you are reciting Quran from the book of Timothy”.
The art of his sarcasm was phenomenal.



“so do you want us to fuck or you want us date?” he said casually as he kept chewing the carrot.


One thing that really confuses me with Nnamdi is that you never can tell when he is serious or joking.

“stop such jokes Nnamdi” i warned cos i felt he was playing mind games.


“there he goes again...dude answer the damn question" he sounded quite irritated.

“dating na regular straffing nah...na that one make sense pass” i answered.






“abi??????” his voice trailed off.



“But i have a big dick o!.....do you like big dick?” he asked. His face held no expression when he looked at me.


There was an awkward silence.


“stories!!!!....which pikin go say him mama soup no sweet?” I scoffed.


“am serious o...even Ada use to complain” he said defensively.



“big dick is in the eyes of the beholder and not in the eyes of the owner" i jeered.


“This thing no big for your eye?” he said as he pulled down his briefs to expose a flacid fat dick.


My heart literally skipped. He completely took me unawares. How i happened to retain composure was nothing short of a miracle.



 “but it doesn't look that big nah" i said; pretending to doubt.


“its because its not hard" he replied.



“can you take it?” he asked stuttering.



“i cannot take a flacid dick naw" i said bashfully.



“Mr Man, it is a yes or no".
 he was getting irritated again.


“yes" i answered.


“can you try and see if you can make it stand? " he said as he lazily flickered his limp cock in-between his fingers.




part of me wondered if he was doing this because he genuinely liked me enough to want to be intimate with me or because I had done him a huge favor and he wanted to "sort of" reciprocate in a manner I definitely found  appealing?






 I would have said "NO" but Instinct told me he wont forgive himself for going this far ( exposing his private part and initiating a discussion of indulging in homosexual intimacy) if I turned him down. I knew he already felt like an idiot just standing there with his briefs down to his mid thighs and his deflated penis just hanging out.




I could see with not a doubt  how tension and fear laid heavy in his eyes ;.... but even at that, there was something else...and it was the sheer will of determination . This could surely be the bravest thing he had ever done and it surely demanded my respect.




Knowing  I shouldn't keep his pride hanging on the line for too long, i rose from where i sat and walked up to him as he stood in the kitchen door way.




Now standing so close to him to the point that the tips of his chest and stomach hair tickled mine, i could feel  the breath of his nostrils caressed my temple. Everything felt awkward in a beautiful way.






"look at how your nipples are pointing....with your dry chest" he said with tranquility laced in his voice as he pinched my one of my nipple which also is very sensitive. In the instant he did that, my cock leaped to an automatic solid erection which poked his thighs ( he felt it and it made him giggle in amusement like a little boy who was fascinated over experiencing something for the first time). Good thing he didn't stop the nipple fondling; Rather, he took the other nipples in his other fingers and began pinching and twiddling. My eyes uncontrollably rolled up in my head as the ecstasy washed all over me...I couldn't help myself as I leaned on his solid body and buried my face on the side of his neck as I reached for his still limp penis.






"no kiss me o...you never brush" he teased.



I began to tongue his neck as he kept playing with my nipples (which was so sweet). I ran my hands all over his hefty back...feeling every muscle it held and slowly bending low, i took one of his nipples in my mouth and started sucking on them. He stifled a grunt and one of his hands left my nipples and rubbed my head gently. But he seemed to be suddenly conscious of himself because he quickly withdrew his hands. I kept sucking on them and then i felt the back of his finger lightly brushing my chest to locate my nipples which he commenced twiddling once he found them.


I licked his hairy stomach and then sank to the floor. His cock was almost erect and he was right...it was a big cock. Not long but fat...extremely fat and covered lavishly with veins. The cock head was equally wide like the umbrella of PDP. His balls where big and hairy.




                                                                             WHAT A MAN!!!!



I held up his rapidly stiffening heavy cock and gently kissed the tip...the wetness of his precum wetting lips subtly. I loved his dick...it was well shaped...fat....heavy....full of veins....I admired it in awe as I held it in my hand. I could feel his eyes on me...he was watching me swoon over his meat. I robbed my face on his pubic hair, sniffed the morning scent on his balls and then nicely, i gently took him in my mouth. First sucking the thick knob and then, inching down on his super fat veiny prick. I could hear him gasp lightly as i took his complete penis all the way into my throat until  my nose touched his bush.  I withdrew my mouth until his dick knob was only left in my mouth then, i slowly began to  suck it and with the same rythm, i  gently (just like before) went all the way down his entire shaft. He could barely stifle his grunt...he gasped loudly and moaned “damn".





I loved blowing his cock so nice and slow cos it gave me the opportunity to feel the protruding  veins of his dick on my lips.  I gently pulled his hips towards my face encouraging him to thrust into my mouth and after a few moment, he complied.

I gently pulled down his briefs entirely and began stroking my dick as i gulped his thick prick joyfully. From the way Nnamdi stroked into my mouth, it was certain he wasn't in a hurry...he took his time. With one hand i played with his hairy balls and with the other, i stroked my cock to the rythm of his thrust.





After about 20 minutes (or over),  he started to groan loudly and vibrate. With a loud 

“OHHHHHH   SSSHHHHIIIITTTTTTT!!!!!!” 

as he gave up his juice in good abundance. Lucky for him, am one who is anti-cum wasting. Not one single drop was spared. As he moaned and groaned, i kept sucking him until i reached my climax....my cum spiliing on the floor like libation to the ancestors.



Panting and with an exhausting “PHEW!!!!”, he asked me if I'd like to spit. When i replied “am fine", i could see his eyes widened with wonder.



“you mean you......?????????” he asked in amazement.



And i smirked.



“that's a first for me" he chuckled.



We both ate, freshened up and headed out. He had to meet some of his debtors and i came along. We never talked about what had happened for many days. Everything was just as they were; normal.





The festive season came and I had to travel for few days to see my parents in Imo state. Nnamdi drove me to the transport park and While we waited for the vehicle to be filled with the required number of passengers, he and i could barely say a word to each other. We had been in each others company for so long that it really felt somewhat painful separating. When it was time for me to depart, i offered him a goodbye handshake.




Taking my hand in his, he started joking- “it is just a handshake o....don't come and be expecting any rubbish hug or kiss".. but from the look in his eyes, i knew better.




“make sure you call me once you arrive or else i will break your head...now get out from my sight" he said as he dismissed me.




Once i arrived, i called him to let him know. We kept in touch all through the couple of days i was away. During one of our communications on a video call, he asked to see my bum. I was completely taken unawares.


“since when did that one start?” i asked in utter disbelief.


“are we not dating? Show me the thing jor"




“Did i hear right? When did you ask me out?”




“show me your ass and stop being annoying” he ordred.



“have you been drinking?” i queried.




“How did you know?” he was surprised.




“ask that to someone who doesn't know you" i responded.



Every Friday evening,  Nnamdi loved relaxing  at home listening to jazz music and drinking brandy. It was a routine.



“You are very correct. Am drinking” he said as he raised a glass of brandy to the camera.

“so....are you horny?” i asked.



“yeah.... i can still feel that mouth of yours on my cock mhen...” he whispered directly into his device and had a happy grin when the camera returned its focus to his face.



I loved seeing Nnamdi in his jolly high state.



“let me see your big cock daddy" i said as i too, started feeling horny.



He positioned his device and stood up. Untying the knot on this pants, he stuck his hands inside them and brought out a nice big fat prick. It seemed to look so much bigger on camera than live.



I followed suit; dropped my pants, turned around and began clapping my fleshy booty cakes.



“ooohhhh yeahhh thats what am talking about” he groaned. “shake that ass for daddy”



I have a very unique body. I don't add weight on my body except on my thigh and ass which emphasizes the smallness of my waist. My ass is soft and wobbly and despite I am dark skinned, my butt hole is the exact shade of my lips -  PINK!!!!.



I knew for certain he would love the unique contrast of color so, as I twerked, I now seductively parted my bouncy cakes  with both hands to reveal my pink pussy  which I gave him a wink with. 

“HOLY FUCKKKKKK!!!!!!!”

He exclaimed loudly.  As i turned around, i saw him wanking his monster fuck pole.



“turn around let me see that hole again” he pleaded and i obeyed.




I twerked, spanked, parted, wobbled, squeezed, fingered, winked my reddish pink man pussy hole and did all sorts to my ass cheeks for his delight.




“Mhen.... imma eat and fuck that ass so good until its all shade of red" he moaned as he massaged his penis.



“can't wait to ride and twerk on your pole daddy" i moaned as i kept doing all sorts to my now moist ass.




He asked me to find an object and fuck myself with it and i did.



“push it all inside” he demanded as he came so close to the camera that all i could see was just his eyes and forehead. He was really engulfed in my performance... he wanted to see it all.



“can't wait to fuck you i swear" he moaned.

“am about to cum....am about to cum" he gasped.

“cum inside me daddy i begged as i assaulted my hole with the object.



Stepping back from the camera, i watched him scream as he released loads upon loads of cream on the floor while jerking.



I could watch this forever.



He took a moment to recuperate and then he came to close to the camera, took the device and made his way to the bathroom.


“you liked that?” i enquired.



“oh yeah....sure mhen....was such a good relief. You are one hell of a surprise” he said with a smile.


“Am glad you enjoyed it” i replied.



Nnamdi let me watch him take a quick shower. After he was done, he walked to the bedroom, laid down and told me he felt sleepy.



He asked when was my  return date and i told him.

“make sure you wash that ass good when you coming okay?...I don't  want shit on my dick ” he  teased as a sleepy smile played on his face.  He then said goodbye and hung up. 




I was completely over the moon. I couldn’t believe what just happened.



That same day, Ada who also was away for the holiday (in Dubai) video called. She was having a blast and was in some big shots house (one of her many sugar daddies). She was naked under the sheets and told me she just had sex. When i asked if she has heard from Nnamdi, she rolled her eyes and said “what's that? Animal place or thing?”. Indeed she was done with him. She told me she got me some gifts and would see me when she returned. We said goodbye and hung up.




Two days later, i was on my way back to base; squeaky clean and my darling Nnamdi was waiting in the park.




 Did i mention that because i thought the whole video chat was alcohol induced, Nnamdi would not remember what transpired. WRONG!!!!! The next day, he mentioned it and reminded me to keep clean. The day i was to return, he did same.




After he picked me up, we drove straight to my house. As i turned the key, he was already standing so close to my back that i could feel his crotch in-between my plum ass cheeks. He was thirsty for real.

I squeezed his crotch with my ass cheeks and we both giggled as we stepped into my small apartment.



I had barely dropped my bag when he began feeling my ass and putting his hands inside my shirt to fondle my nipples.


“let me see that ass baby" he whispered into my ears from behind.



“can i at least shower first?” i tried to protest cos i had a long journey and felt a bit sweaty.




“You can always do that later” he purred as one of his hand squeezed its way into my shorts and grabbed a chunk of ass flesh. I reached my hand behind and found his fat solid penis.


“it missed you” he said as he undid my fly and yanked down my shorts all the way down to my ankle.



“wow....nice and soft" he gasped as he jiggled my cheeks with his hands.


“bend down a bit and open your pussy" he breathed; and as i obeyed, Nnamdi squatted behind me and began using his finger to rub on my hole and he hissed “oh la la"



My senses began to dance as i felt the wet softness of his tongue on my sweaty hole. The way he slowly flicked the tip of tongue on my pussy hole was indeed tremendous. He ate me like it was some sort of delicacy. I moaned like i was possessed. I have never felt anything so good in all my life. He slowly dipped his finger into my hole as he kept murmuring – “so amazing”. I felt his finger easily slide all the way inside of me till i felt his knuckle.





He spat on my hole several times and then spat on his hands (which he rubbed on his very swollen dick).



 From the corner of my eyes, I could make out some whitish streaks on his saliva moistened vein enriched cock. He indeed had pre-cummed a substantial amount and had increased the lubrication with his spit.


as he started rubbing his fat prick cap on my red cunt, it dawned on me that he wanted to fuck me with his over thick cock without lube and I began to panic.


"daddy I cant" I begged in protest as he kept rubbing his wet fat cock head on my saliva soaked and thoroughly rimmed red ass hole.


"ssshhhhhh....come on baby....relax.....you can take it....just relax...yessss baby that's it....just like that......relax" he encouraged as he gently edged into me while his fingers twiddled on my nipples.



The way the pain crept into me was quite welcoming as he slowly occupied me. I could feel the way my sphincter stretched gradually as it adjusted inch by inch to his fat cock. At a point, I felt I couldn't handle it anymore and my legs began to tremble (because I was standing). Nnamdi noticed I was uncomfortable and with part of his dick still stuck in my ass, he gently gestured we to walk towards the bed room.




"can I lie on my back?" I requested and he accepted.





as I laid on my back, Nnamdi's eyes where glued on my red pussy. He lifted my waist high to his face as he knelt on the bed and began to feast on my ass while my body balanced on my neck. I could feel the tip of his tongue go through my rectum. As he slowly dropped my waist, he made sure my hole was resting exactly on his cock head. Both my thighs rested on his as he knelt.


With a powerful pull (with his hands under my waist), he lifted me up; and by so doing, my body weight where placed on his thighs which also automatically achieved full penetration.




I screamed as my privacy was violated. My ass hole without a shadow of doubt had crossed its stretching capacity. As hot waves of agony exploded all over me, Nnamdi began comforting me with soothing words as he started started stroking my head the way a parent would to a sobbing child.




“shhhhhhhh...easy.....easy.....easy “ he cooed soothingly.



He waited patiently for me to adjust to the invasion and just when i was getting accustomed to having a huge cock in my hole without lube, his mouth found one of my nipple and started sucking on them. My senses were spilt asunder. One of piercing pain and the other, sweet sensation. I almost went mad as to which feeling needed to be totally registered.





While he sucked my nipples, he gently began to thrust. My hole was really finding it difficult to completely relax from the enormous occupant and it really did hurt to the extent i began to sob.



“shhhhh....don't cry baby.....daddy is here....sshhhhh....don't cry”. He wiped my  tears with his palms and said – “look at me....” and i did.


“relax okay?” he said as he starred intensively into my eyes. I don't know how it happened but our lips met; for the very first time. We really kissed. Kissed...and kissed and kissed so much more. As we kissed so passionately; (he; in his kneeling position and i, sitting on him face to face), i noticed that the friction between his cock and my ass had really loosened and there was now a good amount of lubrication.




In sweet embrace and deep kisses, we made divine love. As his cock drove inn and out of my stomach, there was all certainty that ; that was its true home.



After a while, He re-positioned himself by stretching his legs while retaining an upward position with his hands serving as a wedge for his body. I, on the other hand was now squatting over his groin and fucking the joy of his thick penis. I raised my balls and dick while leaning backwards with my hand to support me so he could watch how his dick went inside me. And my o my did he love what he saw.




“you love it daddy?” i asked him as i humped and fucked this thick heavy fat rod.




“aswear this is beyond anything I've experienced. I can fuck you every day...i mean it" he moaned.




Removing his cock from my now bastardized cunt,  he asked me to stand, turn around and twerk. As i did, i could feel his penis go in and out of my ass as i used my soft bubble cheeks to give it a good round of applause.






“am gonna fill up your ass with cum baby.....fill you up with my babies” me moaned in my ears and his strong hands gripped my waist. Without warning,  he began to slam inside my hole repeatedly and i whimpered in agony.



“yes baby....work that ass.....work it dammit.......work it for daddys cum baby........come on!!!!!! Come on!!!!!!!” he commanded...the tone of his voice rich with authority.





Even though i knew i could faint from the mad pain, i forced myself to gyrate my ass. I began to clap my booty like crazy and suddenly, it started......





Showers of blessed milk watering and nourishing the roses in my Eden.





He held me so close to himself so tightly until every single drop had been spent.




We both collapsed on the bed...breathing heavily and completely exhausted.




“i have never experienced sex like this i swear.....damn it mhen.....” he panted.


As i layed in his hands feeling sore in my butt hole, he began to snore. In no time i joined him.




Few months ago, my company called Nnamdi for another contract because they were more than pleaded with his last job. Ada found out about it and also discovered the previous contract he did. Obviously, she knew i was behind it and she is so upset with me that she stoppped talking to me.






Since she cannot do anything to Nnamdi apart from curse him on social media (he has finally blocked her from everywhere) , she has taken it upon herself to make work a nightmare for me. She is also going around telling everyone am gay and snatched her “fiance” (imagine the lies).




Nnamdi has asked me to leave my work and look for another job else where but as we all know, securing a job in Nigeria is a big deal and besides i love my job and its great pay.





Few days ago, Ada sent me a message saying myself and Nnamdi should get ready for 14 years in prison. Nnamdi was forced to call her and threatened to finish her if she doesn't leave me(us) alone. Am really afraid although Nnamdi is telling me she can do nothing so far she has no evidence to backup her accusation.




I feel so trapped in the middle of all this.... although am happy i have Nnamdi’s love, i feel like am putting his life in harms way because i don't know what Ada has in mind.



Written by

Harry I.