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written by Sonia Okehie


A Two Faced Lover

(episode 1)


Psychologists describe ‘Halo Effect’ as when someone is perceived by others

as being good due to previous good deeds that person has done and their

perception towards that person never changes; even though he or she was

caught in the act doing something evil. Have you ever trusted someone with

all your heart and could even stake your life that the person in question

would never hurt or betray you; only to find out later that you actually

never meant anything to that person and they were living a Big Lie? What if

the person happens to be your supposed lover and you were just being pla-yed

all along. Someone you felt you were in an honest relationsh!pwith, only

to realise later that you were not even close to being even a ‘Side Piece’

talk more of being the ‘Main Piece; do you know how devastating that feels?

Well, br@ce up because this tale is one of a kind.


In a very busy city resided a charming man by name ‘Saint’. The lifestyle

of Saint was an extremely admirable one and it brou-ght him respect from all

around the world. Saint was a Life Coach and a Philanthropist who lived

most of his lifetime impacting the m@sses and giving out a great portion of

his fortune to the less privilege. Due to his good deeds and impact on many

lives, a lot of people could go to war for him.


Things were so serious that people even fought their colleagues or friends

that had a different opinion about Saint’s lifestyle. This man was idolised

and could never do any wrong in the eyes of the people that loved him. Due

to his ‘Holier Than Thou’ attitude, a lot of ladies wished to be his

girlfriend and even wife.


I mean, which lady wouldn’t go head-over-heels in love with an angel in

human form like Saint? He was handsome, a successful career man, he had a

charming charisma and personality, he had the h0ttestl-ips you could ever

imagine and a ban-ging fitted b©dy to t©p everything up. Oh my! He was just

a complete package that so many ladies wished could be delivered to their

door front. What a man indeed!


However, the truth here’s that no one truly knew who Saint was behind

closed doors. No one could tell of the life he lived when the c@m£ras

st©pped rolling, no one could ascertain his relationsh!pstatus and

certainly, no one knew anything about him other than what he wanted them to

know. Saint controlled his imagine very well and never left any loop holes

that could leak his secret lifestyle.


What a lot of people didn’t know was that Saint was very much still single,

but it was deliberate because he was a Brutal Love ma-king Freak and also

had the traits of a Dominant. For those who don’t know what a dominant is,

it refers to a person that loves taking total charge and control during

Love ma-king without giving their p@rtner any chance to express themselves

the way they want to. A dominant derives plea-sure in inflicting pain on

their p@rtners when they reach a high level of ecstasy and usually want

things to always go the way they want. This was the reality of Saint.


Most ladies who had encountered Saint’s Brutal Love ma-king sessions took

race after their first experience, while some actually liked it and

eventually bec@m£ his ‘Call Girls’. Most of these ladies that truly knew

who Saint was, gossiped about him to their friends and colleagues and

that’s how come people had different opinions about his personality and



To be fair, Saint wasn’t really doing anything wrong because being a Brutal

Love Maker or Dominant isn’t a crime and wasn’t anyone’s business, but what

made everything look shady and bad was because he usually preached against

certain things he practised. As a life coach, Saint usually spoke in

seminars and had lots of followers. He was an advocate of equality in

everything that pertains to life and usually frown at any form of

injustice. But the irony of everything was that he was the master of

injustice and inequality. How can you manipulate and use ladies that you

know de-ep down loves you and want a relationsh!pwith you? How can you

think of only yourself during love ma-king, without considering the plea-sure

and satisfaction of your p@rtner? How can you be a dominant in your

personal life but preach against inequality to the public? Well, all I see

is a double standard and two faced human being but I’m glad every secret

has an expiry d@t£.


What Saint didn’t know was that not all ladies can be messed with. His doom

wasn’t far fetched since the day he met an equally charming lady named

Rose. They met one fateful evening at a restaurant after a stressful work



It happened that Saint was alre-ady seated inside the restaurant and facing

towards the gl@ss that showed the outer p@rt of the restaurant. In the

parking lot area was a woman begging for alms with her kids.

Coincidentally, they were there when Rose drove in and immediately she

alighted, the beggars walked up to her pleading for alms. Rose was kind

enough to hold the little girl that held her leg and beckoned on them to

follow her inside the restaurant.


As they walked towards the restaurant, Saint was quic-k to sp©t the charming

lady because her kind gesture caught his attention. He sternly watched her

till they entered inside. As Rose ordered take-away food for the beggars,

Saint couldn’t st©p staring at her. In his mind, he kept praying that she

stays back to eat in the restaurant and not order take-out for herself too.

He wanted an opportunity to approach her but didn’t want to look too

desperate by walking down to the counter. Chat MartinMartino on zero eight

one eighty thirty fourteen twenty one to be added to his WhatsApp group.He

knew he was going to make a fast move on her immediately she settled down

to eat.


Unknown to Saint, he wasn’t going to need any much introduction because

Rose alre-ady knew whom he was and she was also one of his secret admirers.

She hadn’t seen him yet but that wasn’t for too long because immediately

she was done ordering food for herself, she looked out for where to sit

down and the only empty seat in the restaurant was the one opposite Saint.

She majestically walked towards the seat to ask if she could sit there and

that was when she recognised him.


“Can I sit here plea-se?” Rose asked, “Yes sure you can!” Saint hurriedly

replied and stretched his hand towards the seat. In as much as Rose

recognised whom he was, she comported herself and pretended otherwise.


After about 5 minutes of awkward silence, the waiter walked in with Rose’s

food and a conversation began. “I saw what you did back there, we need more

people with good heart like you” Saint calmly said, “Awwn, thank you very

much. I appreciate” Rose replied blu-shing. Saint asked of her name and she

revealed her name to him and also pretended not to know his name and asked

for his; of which he also revealed. They got talking and gradually began to

enjoy each other’s company.


Apparently, what Rose didn’t know was that Saint wasn’t the regular kind of

man that believed in Love. If he liked a lady, it was usually for her to

warm his be-d and nothing more. He usually gave money to the women in his

life and was a great Sugar Zaddy!


In as much as Saint instantly liked Rose the very moment they started

interacting, he honestly didn’t foresee anything serious like a

Relationsh!p, but rather imagined her at his mercy during Love ma-king. It

was such a messed up life that Saint lived and it was indeed not a suitable

lifestyle for a role model like him; little wonder why it was a secret from

the rest of the world.


After a beautiful meeting at the restaurant, Saint optioned to pay for Rose

food but unfortunately, she had alre-ady paid for it at the counter. Due to

that, he promised her a d@t£ and they exchanged numbers afterwards.

Throu-ghout the rest of that day, Rose was very excited to have met the man

she had always admired and had a hvge crush on. She blu-shed at every

thought of him and kept repla-ying their conversations in her head.


On the other hand, Saint wasn’t that excited as Rose was because his

intentions were different than she thought. There was no doubt that he

liked her but that didn’t make her anyway different than every other lady

in his life. The fact that she was generous to the beggars was what

actually prompted him to want to get closer to her, otherwise he wouldn’t

have made any move to talk to her at the restaurant.


The upcoming d@t£ was the perfect time for Saint to make his move and try

to lure Rose into his life. He actually thought it was going to be an easy

one like with other ladies but was in for a tough chase.


Finally, the D-day c@m£ and both p@rties dressed to kill. Saint was a

cl@ssy clean guy so whatever he wore usually fitted him, same with Rose

too. When they met, Saint couldn’t hesitate to compliment Rose on her

charming looks, of which she blu-shed all throu-gh. They settled down and

made their orders and a conversation started afterwards.


“I’m glad you are here, thanks for coming” Saint said, “My plea-sure” Rose

confidently replied and he smiled. His eyes were fixed on her eyes and it

actually started ma-king her sweaty and a bit uncomfortable. “Why are you

looking at me like that?” she asked in a shy tone, “If it’s a crime to

stare into those beautiful eyes of yours, then just apprehend me” he

jokingly said and they both laughed.


As Rose sat there looking pretty, Saint had alre-ady undressed her in his

mind and was just praying for an easy wooing so he could eventually undress

her physically. Well, too bad because Rose wasn’t as desperate as the other

ladies and would definitely never settle for a ‘Call Girl’ position for any

man; not even the almighty Saint.


As they conversed further, Saint began to notice that Rose was a bit

difficult and wasn’t an easy prey, so he had to switch his technique even

if it meant for him to lie just to win Rose’s heart and trust. “Are you in

a relationsh!p?” he suddenly asked, “No I’m not, why asking?” she inquired

and he dropped a shocker; “I asked because I might be the lucky guy to fill

in that space in your heart.


Those words pierced Rose’s heart and left her speechless for a while. She

looked into his eyes and began to stammer. “But..but..” she said and before

she could finish her s£ntence, Saint placed his f!nger on herl-ips and

hushed her; “Shhuusss, No Buts! Just let me take care of you” he gently

said. Immediately afterwards, he stretched his b©dy and planted a soft k!ss

on herl-ips.


Rose blinked her eyes after the k!ssand was completely love struck at that

moment. She held her che-st as Saint drew back to his seat and quietly

muttered; “Oh My God”.
A Two Faced Lover

(episode 2)


You know there’s fire on the mountain when a man you just met and ba-rely

knows k!sses you on the first d@t£ without your cons£nt or prior notice.

Looks can be deceptive quite alright but actions speaks high volume of

someone’s character and intentions. It was quite unfortunate that Rose was

alre-ady love struck and couldn’t re-ad between the lines that everything was

just happening fas-ter than normal and was quite suspicious. In as much as

the k!sswas unexpected and too soon, she actually enjoyed it and secretly

wished for more.


The atmosphere was a bit awkward after the k!ssand it made Rose slightly

tensed and nervous, while Saint was perfectly fine and unmoved. The level

of confidence at which he portrayed made her fall even more in love with

him. It made him look more outright and charming; the kind of man that

loves to go head-on for what he wants.


Well, if only Rose knew the true intentions of Saint’s action, then she

might have retraced her steps and held back herself from falling dee-per in

love with him. Too bad things had alre-ady escalated and at that point,

there was little or nothing she could do other than get excited at the

thought of going into a relationsh!pwith the man of her dreams.


“I’m so sorry if I took you unaware” Saint said after the tension had died

down a bit, “To be honest, I wasn’t expecting the k!ssbut it’s all good”

Rose said in a shy tone. Before they could talk further, the waiter brou-ght

their meals and they dived right into it.


As they ate, Saint stole glances at Rose and she blu-shed all throu-gh. While

they were still eating, an unknown person who happened to be a follower of

Saint, walked towards them and happily introduced herself to him. Due to

the over excitement of meeting her role model, the lady shook him with two

hands before walking away.


After that little show of attention, Rose smiled at Saint and couldn’t hold

back the glitters in her eyes as she stared at him in admiration. “What’s

it?” he asked with a wi-de smile on his face, “Uhmm, Nothing” she replied

smiling more. The excitement on Rose face made Saint’s heart glad. At that

moment, he wished to str!p her clothes off and just do what was on his mind

because her b©dy movements and gestures were killing him slowly. Rose was

aware that Saint was into her, and it gave her the courage to behave even

more babyish.


The funny thing about the whole situation was that Saint had no idea that

Rose knew whom he was. He didn’t have a clue that she was aware of his

respectable image in the media and eyes of the public. The main reason Rose

didn’t want to disclose to Saint that she alre-ady knew him was because she

felt pride might set in and he might begin to see her as just one of his

multi-ple Fans; of which she didn’t want to be categorised as.


Due to the fact that Rose hid that little secret form Saint, it made him

more relaxed because he felt he wasn’t putting his image at risk. Since his

career as a Life Coach only covered a little niche, it’s fair to say that

not everyone knew or have heard about him. He probably thought to himself

that Rose was just p@rt of that big population that didn’t know him. Too

bad for him because that wasn’t the case.


Few hours later, the d@t£ c@m£ to an end and Saint cleared the bill. It was

getting quite late so they had to head back to their various houses. Rose

c@m£ with her own car so there was no need for him to give her a ride.


When they finally got to the parking lot, Saint opened Rose’s door for her

to get into the car; just to show off some gentleman skills. She smiled and

entered the car but before she shut the door, she pe-cked him on the cheek.

That little action from Rose increased Saint’s hunger to devour her and

make her beg for Mercy, but he had to comport himself just so he doesn’t

look too desperate. “Call me when you get home” he said and bid her

Goodbye, as she drove off.


With Rose gone, Saint sat inside his car for a while to cool off the

burning fire within before zooming off. After about 30 minutes, he figured

that he hadn’t succeeded in calming his nerves down so he had to dial the

line of one of his ‘Call Girls’ so he could have a companion that night;

since he didn’t succeed in luring Rose to his be-d. With someone alre-ady on

the way to his house, he finally headed home.


That night, while Saint was Brutally dealing with someone’s daughter in his

house, Rose was busy fantasising about him. She didn’t want to call him

when she reached her destination just so she doesn’t overdo things.

Everything still felt like a beautiful dream to her and the thought of

having a relationsh!pwith Saint drove her crazy.


“Wow, how did I get so lucky? Everything still feels too good to be true.

Did he just ask me out? This isn’t true!” Rose wondered all night with

bu-tterflies dancing in her stomach as she la-id on the be-d. On the other

hand, Saint wasn’t even concerned about petty thoughts like that and was

busy exhausting his strength on the lady that c@m£ visiting that night. At

that moment, the only thing in his mind was to empty himself of every

burning craving for plea-sure that Rose had triggered.


What a complicated situation that involved two people that wanted entirely

different things from each other. Rose wanted a relationsh!pbetween them

and felt that Saint wanted same too; since he was the one that instigated

their first k!ssand also made the first move by telling her that he wanted

to fill in the space in her heart. Sadly, that wasn’t Saint’s de-sire

because what he wanted was to taste Rose’s apple and eventually make her

one of his ‘Call Girls’. At this junction, it’s safe to say that a big

disaster was forth coming.


The next day, Rose waited for Saint to call first of which he actually did.

She was highly excited when his call c@m£ in and couldn’t hold back the

smile on her face. “Hi dear” she greeted, “Hello sunshine, trust you sle-pt

well? I waited for your call last night but it wasn’t forth coming” he



Rose was low-key smitten to hear that Saint actually waited for her call

last night; it made her feel wanted. “I’m sorry for not calling, I actually

felt you would be tired so I decided not to disturb you” she said, “Point

of correction, nothing from you is a disturbance so don’t ever feel that

way again” he revealed.


It was so clear that Saint was trying too h@rd to win Rose over, hence the

extreme he had to go just to make her feel comfortable around him. Beneath

all that camouflage sweet talks was a guy that just needed to get into the

P@nts of his newest catch. Too bad Saint even had to go to the extreme of

lying to Rose by ma-king her believe he wanted a relationsh!pwith her. it’s

also quite unfortunate that she had alre-ady fallen too de-ep for him.


“About what we talked about yesterday, I was serious though” Saint said as

they conversed, “What was that dear?” Rose inquired, “I’m talking about how

long you want to keep me standing outside your heart while there’s a vacant

space inside” he replied and Rose blu-shed, “Everything is just happening

too fast and don’t get me wrong, I like you too but just feel like you

might be pla-ying me” she innocently said.


At that moment, Saint knew he had to step up his game because it alre-ady

felt like Rose had began to s-en-se that he was lying and wasn’t genuine.

“Can I see you again tonight so we can talk about anything that might be

ma-king you doubt my feelings for you” he gently said, “Uhmm, I don’t really

know because I have some things to do today. Where should we met if I

eventually change my mind?” she asked, “Well, I was thinking my house but

that decision is entirely up to you. Where do you suggest?” he asked. By

that time, his plans had alre-ady succeeded because he had indirectly

planted a seed in her mind.


Dominants know the game and can easily manipulate a lady to think that they

want something, without knowing that their thoughts and de-sires have been

stirred to go in a certain direction. The fact that Saint brou-ght up his

house as their meeting point was very deliberate, because he knew that even

if he made his choice look optional, Rose will still consider it because

she wouldn’t be able to come up with a better option in such short notice.

They talked further and ended the call with hopes to see each other later

in the day if things go rightly.


When the phone hung up, Saint smiled and walked back to his be-droom where

the lady that spent the night was lying down in. He gently moved towards

her and they continued from where they st©pped the night before. Later in

the day, he discharged the lady and a cleaner c@m£ to arrange his house and

clean it; as he prepared to receive Rose anytime soon.


At around p@ssed 5pm, Rose called Saint and told him she was re-ady to come

over to his place. He s£nt his location to her and she drove down to his

nice ap@rtment in a cl@ssy neighbourhood of flats. Saint c@m£ downstairs to

welcome her and took her to the t©p floor where his ap@rtment was.


After they exchanged greetings, Rose settled down and sat quietly on one of

the couch in the living room. “What can I offer you?” Saint politely asked

but she turned down the offer and told him she was OK. He sat on the same

couch with her and they started talking about random things. Rose tried her

possible best to avoid eye contacts but not for too long.


As they conversed, Saint redirected the conversation back to the main

reason he invited her over. “Enough with the chatting, now can we talk

about my heart?” he said out of nowhere and Rose blu-shed. “What’s wrong

with your heart?” she pla-yfully inquired and Saint laughed; “It wants you”

he bluntly answered.


That reply melted Rose’s heart and made her palms sweaty. She didn’t know

what to say or do at that moment and kept praying within that Saint doesn’t

make physical advances towards her because she was bound to fall. After

being speechless for a little while, she managed to talk further.


“You just knew me not too long ago, how can you be sure this is for real

and that your feelings isn’t pla-ying with you?” Rose inquired as she looked

into Saint’s eyes. His emotions began to heat up as the atmosphere

gradually changed. He moved closer to her and gently placed his palm on her

cheeks. She blinked her eyes and gently rubbe-d her cheek against his palm

and out of nowhere, Saint asked; “What do you want?”.


That question threw Rose off balance and ignited a slight s-en-sation within

her. “I want you but I’m just not sure if this is real” she gently said and

before she knew it, Saint leaned forward and planted a soft k!sson her

li-ps. This time around, she tried to st©p him but it was alre-ady too late

because the mood had alre-ady set in. “I can’t do this” Rose said but Saint

hushed her; “Don’t fight this” he said and planted another k!sson her

li-ps. This time around, she reciprocated and k!$$£d back.


They k!$$£d p@ssionately and gently made their way to Saint’s room. He

pushed her on the be-d and immediately rushed her n£¢k and k!$$£d it. “I’ll

be right n£¢k” he said and went inside his bathroom to freshen up.


While Saint was gone, Rose la-id back on the be-d and started looking around

his beautifully decorated room. Her eyes made a marathon race and finally

st©pped when she caught sight of something that looked like a lady’s br@.

“Isn’t that a br@ my eyes are seeing?” she thought to herself as she got up

to clarify her doubts. She walked towards the stack of clothes on t©p of a

chair opposite his wardrobe; Lol & Behold, It was a wine coloured br@.


Shocked and confused as to how a woman’s br@ got into Saint’s room and was

even mixed up with his clothes, Rose stood there with the br@ in her hands.

Before she could figure out what to do, the bathroom door opened and Saint

walked in to see her standing beside his wardrobe. “What’s the problem?” he

curiously asked and before he knew it, a br@ dangled in front of his eyes.

“Who owns this? Am I in another woman’s territory?” Rose sadly inquired.


Unable to think of a more convincing lie, Saint said; “Oh it’s nothings to

worry about, it belongs to my sister!”

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 3)

The easiest way to catch a liar is to confront them with h@rd evidence of

whatever suspicion you are having; but also watch out because a

professional liar can still find his or her way out of any situation no

matter how intense it is, without giving you the slightest clue that your

guesses were right. There was no doubt that the br@ Rose found belonged to

a lady that had clearly been to his room, so the most convincing lie Saint

c@m£ up with at that crucial moment was to say that it belonged to his

sister. A hvge p@rt of Rose’s heart knew that the story wasn’t adding up

and she felt in her guts that the br@ belonged to a lady that might have

spent the night at his place. In as much as Rose could tell that something

was fishy, there wasn’t any evidence to prove Saint’s story otherwise, so

she just accepted and shut the t©pic down.

Due to that little confrontation, the atmosphere bec@m£ tensed and it made

Saint a bit nervous; he could tell that Rose wasn’t satisfied with his

response and probably wasn’t happy with him so he had to act fast in order

to set the mood back to what it initially was. Determined to bring back the

previous good mood, he walked towards where she stood and gently placed his

hands on her w@!st.

“Are you angry with me?” Saint calmly inquired, “I don’t know what to feel

at the moment because I can’t tell if you are saying the truth about who

truly owns that br@” Rose sadly replied. Her response made Saint smile for

reasons known to him.

Despite the fact that Rose had doubts and needed more clarity before

investing too much emotions, Saint wasn’t interested in giving her that

clarity but was rather only interested in getting inbetween her legs. “To

be honest, that br@ belongs to my younger sister. She c@m£ around few days

back from school and usually loves slee-ping here because she uses my l@pt©p

for school work. She probably showered in my bathroom while I was away and

forgot her br@ in my room” he lied.

At that moment, Saint’s lies began to sound convincing enough to Rose and

she sadly fell for it. He could see that his tricks and sweet ton-gue had

eventually gotten to her so he quic-kly used that as leverage to set the

mood again. “Can I get at least a smile from you?” Saint pla-yfully

requested. Rose blu-shed and rolled her eyes in mild excitement as she

looked into his shiny eyes. They got k!ss!ngagain and eventually made

their way back to the be-d.

While they k!$$£d, Rose was quic-k to notice the fact that Saint was being

slightly rou-gh by squee-zing her both hands and choking her in the process.

At first, she thought it was ro-mantic and cute but later changed her mind

when his rou-ghness persisted.

Unknown to Saint, it hadn’t come to his consciousness that the ‘Dominant’

p@rt of him had began to show off. Firstly, it started from seizing her

hands and squee-zing it ti-ghtly and later upgraded to choking her slightly

in the n£¢k. This form of Love-ma-king was entirely new to Rose as it was

her first time being manhandled that way. She screamed most of the time

when the pain was unbearable and endured the ones she could.

Their Love-ma-king sessions lasted for hours and Rose was transported to the

wonderland of intense plea-sure. In her shallow mind, she felt she was

giving her b©dy to a man that cared so much about her and also to her

p@rtner, but little did she know that Saint had no atom of love for her and

that they were far from ever being an official couple. Poor Rosy!

After they were done, Saint went straight to the bathroom to take his

shower without her and returned few minutes later and went to be-d. He

turned to the other side of the room and shifted his b©dy in such a way

that it had little or no contact with Rose’s b©dy. She didn’t pick any

offence due to his attitude because she felt he was greatly tired and

needed a good rest. Though she was slightly angry, she waved it off, headed

to the bathroom to bath and la-id down to sleep afterwards.

Throu-ghout that night, Rose kept thinking if she did the right thing by

giving Saint her b©dy. “Was I too easy? Did I give him the cookie too

soon?” she wondered as she la-id down lonely without a cudd-lefrom the man

that just t©uçhed her. Despite all those scary thoughts, she still remained

positive about their relationsh!pand finally retired to be-d.

In the morning before Rose woke up, Saint was alre-ady dressed to leave the

house. Rose was quite shocked because she was expecting breakfast in be-d

treatment but that wasn’t the case. “Where are you going to?” she curiously

asked, “Oh you are awake! I was actually about to wake you up myself. I

just received a call and have to head out because I have an important work

appointment this morning” he said.

While Saint was talking to Rose, he was getting re-ady to leave at the same

time. He indirectly watched her to see if she would get up and start

preparing to leave with him too but that wasn’t the case because Rose was

still comfortably lying down on the be-d. In order not to sound rude or in a

haste to discharge her, Saint kept mute but prayed within that she does the

needful by also preparing to leave.

Few minutes later, Saint was done dressing and looked as though he was

re-ady to leave. “Aren’t you coming with me?” He finally managed to say but

it seemed as though Rose wasn’t re-ady to go just yet. “Uhmm, I don’t think

I’m re-ady to leave yet. I have to shower and maybe eat something, I felt

you will be around so we could spend some time together” she innocently


de-ep down in Saint’s heart, he wasn’t happy that Rose was being too

comfortable and also wasn’t seeing the need to leave his house at the same

time he was leaving, but who could blame the poor lady? She felt they were

in a relationsh!p, hence the reason she was that comfortable. Not after all

the sweet talks Saint used to lure her; of which it seemed as though he had


Unable to indirectly convince Rose to leave, Saint gave her a spare key to

lock up the house when she was re-ady to go and then left afterwards. Rose

felt wanted and valued when Saint left his house key for her but she had no

idea that he was boiling with anger within. As he walked out of the door,

she smiled and blu-shed at the thought of being the madam of the house. If

only she knew that her pres£nce wasn’t needed at all and that she was not

that important to him, she probably wouldn’t be feeling that fly. Well,

it’s quite unfortunate that we can’t re-ad people’s mind.

As Rose was having the best time of her life back at Saint’s house, he was

bitter and angry that she was still there. “Did I marry and forget? Which

kind wahala is this!” he murmured as he drove down to his destination. It

was then that every sweet thing he said to Rose slowly began to dawn on

him. When he was busy telling her to let him fill up the space in her

heart, he didn’t realise that he was saying those words to a human being

with emotions.

I bet Saint didn’t think that winning Rose over was going to be a difficult

task, that’s why he subjected to fake promises and tactics when his quic-k

plans weren’t working. Words are powerful and greatly determines a person’s

action or reaction towards a situation, person or thing. Rose was acting

that way and being too comfortable because of the sweet promising words of

@ssurance Saint spoke to her. He set the beat so he had to dance to it!

At around 11am, Rose finally left the house and took the spare key with her

after Saint instructed her to drop it off at a hidden place in front of his

door. Rose called Saint to inform him that she had left and that was when

he asked if she dropped off the key and she said ‘No’. At that moment, it

felt as though he should just fall off the surface of the earth because he

felt suffocated. At the same time, every anger ceased when he figured that

it was best he kept leading her on so as to Make Love to her whenever he

wanted to. He swept every anger he was feeling un-der the rug and went with

the flow.

“So when am I seeing you again?” Saint calmly asked and Rose blu-shed. “But

we just spent last night together and with the way you behaved after what

happened last night, I felt you weren’t into me that much as I thought” She

revealed. “How did I behave?” he curiously asked, “You couldn’t even cuddle

me or something, I felt used” she replied in a low tone.

To be honest, Saint was fed up at that moment because he wasn’t used to

having those kind of conversation with women. The fact that he owed Rose an

explanation was emotionally exhausting for him, but he just had to pretend

anyways. “I’m sorry babe, I was just tired that’s all” he lied. As the

conversed, Rose wanted to bring up the rou-ghness at which he handled her

the night before when they made love, but just had to shove it down the

drains. They scheduled to meet up again in few days time and ended the call


Gradually, Rose started trusting Saint more than she should have. The funny

thing was that he was very good at pretending and also very good at lying.

The fact that his name was even ‘Saint’ made his shady ways even more

difficult to figure out. Sadly, Rose had alre-ady began picturing Saint in

her life and was excited for what the future held. Actually, what she

didn’t know was that there were more shocking surprises ahead; more than

finding a br@ in his room.

Something shocking happened one fateful day. It turns out that Saint had an

interview at a gospel media television show. The interviewer was a

gentleman and they talked about life related t©pics and finally c@m£ to his

personal life matter. The interviewer asked if he was secretly married or

in any relationsh!pbecause he h@rdly ever gave out any information about

his personal life. Saint smiled faintly and said; “I’m just focused on my

good works to humanity and also using my career to bless lives, those are

my core priorities right now. Women are blessed beings and need to be

pampered by we men, I believe God also had me in mind when creating and

have created my missing rib. She’s out there somewhere and I know we would

meet someday but for now, I’m focused on other things”.

Just imagine the disappointment Rose felt when she realised that Saint

didn’t even acknowledge her existence in his life or even at-least tell the

interviewer that there was someone he was seeing to find out if things will

work out. The fact that he didn’t even behave as someone that had a lady in

his life was heartbreaking.

That very day was the scheduled day Rose was supposed to visit Saint again.

She waited for his call for long but it wasn’t forth coming, she called him

after a little while but he wasn’t picking up. Unable to control her

hurting emotions, she drove down to his house unannounced and used the

spare key she was with to open up the door.

Unfortunately, Saint wasn’t home yet so Rose sat on his couch and waited

for him to come back because she knew he was in town, as they spoke the

previous day. If Rose knew that her heart was about to get broken the more

by coming to his house that day, she wouldn’t have made the mistake of

coming at all. The interview shock was little compare to what was about to

happen that day.

About an hour later, there were sounds on the door lock and it seemed as

though someone was trying to in-sert a key but it wasn’t entering. Rose

figured it could be Saint and hurriedly headed to the door to open it up.

Immediately the door opened, her heart dropped at the sight of Saint with a

beautiful looking lady.

Saint was surprised as to what she was doing in his house without his

cons£nt. “What in God’s name are you doing here? Did you call me before

coming over?” he angrily asked. The lady he c@m£ with sighed and walked

inside. She knowingly hit Rose with her shoulder and never bothered to say

‘Sorry’ afterwards. coolval stories

Short of words and with a teary eyes, Rose looked into Saint’s eyes and

said; “Wow! It’s so good to see how much I meant to you. Did you even mean

anything you said to me? At this point you could p@ss for a Devil”.

Saint smiled faintly and said; “Get your entitled self out of my house and

give me my keys before you do so”. Rose’s eyes opened wi-dely and she

screamed “Wow!”.

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 4)

There’s a popular saying that goes; “Hell hath no fury like a woman

scorned” and it’s safe to say that it’s entirely true. A woman can be

anything you want her to be depending on the way you treat her. Majority

might question any reason Rose had to be extremely furious at Saint but

before you judge her, first remember that Saint was the same person that

put her in that situation. How can you promise heaven and earth to a woman

you can’t even cross a bridge for? How can you manipulate a lady into

falling de-eply in love with you and think it’s OK to treat her like trash

few days after she gave her b©dy to you out of the love you promised her?

Even an articulated person will lose their mind if they were the one in

Rose’s shoes. Saint felt he had won the game but never knew that it was the

beginning of his downfall.

After the rude response Saint gave to Rose, she folded her arms in shock

and couldn’t close her mouth properly. It felt as though everything was

just a bad dream and wasn’t actually happening in real life. Too bad that

it was her reality and there was no running away from it, so all she could

do was face it head on.

“I should have known, I should have known you were a big lying devil. How

could I be so naive and ignorant not to see the hvge handwriting on the

wall? How could I be so blind not to see throu-gh you and know that all you

just wanted was a piece of me? This is so much coming from a supposed

highly respectable angel like you. Who would ever believe that the almighty

Saint was a chronic womaniser, a cheat and a lair? You are a big hypocrite

who doesn’t even practice what he preaches; you contradict your own words

when you are in pri-vate. Tueh! I must run you down even if it’s the last

thing I do to pay you back for hurting me this way” Rose soberly said with

tears falling off her eyes. When she was done talking, Saint didn’t even

utter a word to her neither did he try to defend himself because he felt

there was no need to do so. He gently held the door handle and opened it

for her to leave; of which she shamefully did.

Never in a thousand years did Rose ever imagine to be treated that way by a

man. To start with, she was beautiful, smart and had a charming

personality; so what more could a man ever want again? She actually had

confidence in herself and always knew that any man that got her was lucky;

little wonder why she never suspected that Saint was out to pl@yher,

despite all those admirable qualities.

One thing Rose knew for sure was that Saint wasn’t going to go scot-free

for his actions; not after treating her like dirt and inflicting such

amount of pains on her. Throu-ghout that day, she cried her eyes out and

refused to eat anything. It was so bad that she sat un-der the shower all

night without minding being expo-sed to cold and eventually running a high

temperature. It was such a pitiable situation for the heartbroken lady and

the only thing she felt at that moment was ‘Revenge’.

While Rose was experiencing a mental breakdown, Saint was busy having the

time of his life with the lady he c@m£ home that day with. It’s safe to

@ssume you alre-ady know what went down that night at his house because we

all know who he is.

The sad thing was that not for once did Saint think of his rude attitude

towards Rose, neither did he feel slightly guilty for how he treated her.

Matter of fact, he didn’t even consider that incident as anything serious.

He only saw it as a case of a woman that wanted more love than he was

willing to give; but who could blame Rose after he instigated the whole

thing by telling lies and promising her what he wasn’t willing to give.

Well, every thief has that last robbery that leads to their doom and Rose

was the beginning of Saint’s doom, but it hadn’t dawned on him yet. If only

he knew that not all ladies were to be messed with, he probably would have

applied caution but unfortunately that wasn’t the case.

Days and weeks after that incident, Saint completely erased Rose from his

‘Call Girls’ list and never contacted her again. Chat MartinMartino on zero

eight one eighty thirty fourteen twenty one to be added to his WhatsApp

group.As an unapologetic emotionless person that he was, moving on was very

easy and didn’t require much effort; unlike Rose’s case. It wasn’t that

easy for her to get over the fact that she was used and dumped by a man she

saw a future with and felt loved her genuinely.

One of the things that hurt Rose the most was the way Saint shamefully

ended things with her and embarr@ssed her in his house that very day. The

fact that he hadn’t even called to apologise since the incident happened,

made things worse.

Whenever Rose remembered the fact that Saint sle-pt with her, she cried

bitterly because she felt used and violated. “He must pay, I can’t let him

just go like that after hurting me this way. He must pay, I just can’t

leave him!” she always muttered to herself.

Well, we all know that when anger and pain is harboured for too long, it

becomes dangerous. At that point, the only thing Rose wanted was Revenge

for all she was going throu-gh. Day and night, all she thought of was what

possible ways to get back at Saint. de-ep down, she knew that she wouldn’t

st©p until he felt the same way she was feeling.

Day in day out, Rose would Rage in anger as she secretly scrolled throu-gh

Saint’s social media accounts. It killed her de-eply whenever she watched a

video cl!pof him pretending to be the ‘Saviour of the world’ whereas he

was a wolf in sheep clothing. The fact that Saint behaved as though he was

Jesus neighbour whenever he was in public, made her feel like s—–g the

life out of him because she knew he was far from anything godly or


“Just take a look at this clown, how can someone be this two faced? My God!

It’s about time people knew him for his true character and not for this

camouflage attitude. Who would even believe that the almighty life coach

that talks about good living and tackles s-en-sitive life issues, has a truck

load of women he changes every now and then? Hmmm, I must expo-se him even

if it’s the last thing I do on earth” Rose angrily said.

Despite having plans of ex-posing Saint, Rose wasn’t able to execute any of

them because she didn’t have any physical access to him since after that

incident at his house. Also, she hadn’t been able to find the perfect time

or way to execute the numerous agenda she had planned out.

While Rose was there looking for ways to run Saint down and ruin his image,

he was busy touring the state they resided in. He had events upon events to

attend to so he didn’t have time for any personal outing at all. Rose was

hoping to publicly confront and disgrace him in front of many people so

they could video and post on social media, which will eventually dent his

image and ruin his reputation. Well, it seemed as though luck was on

Saint’s side but not for too long.

One fateful morning, Rose arrived at the office and the television in the

reception area was on. She reluctantly looked to see what was showing and

it was an interview session with the one man she hated with all her heart.

Curious to see what the interview was all about, she stood at the reception

area and listened attentively.

Turns out that it was a ‘Live’ interview that required people from over the

world to call in and ask Saint any question of their choice. Immediately

Rose figured what was going on, she hurriedly dialed the number on the

screen so she could also talk live and ask Saint whatever she wanted to

ask. Bullseye! That was the perfect opportunity for her to strike and she

wasn’t going to back down on any chance she had to show him pepper.

Few seconds after Rose dialed the number, the call c@m£ in live on the

interview and she was waiting for them to pick up so she could strike. “We

have an incoming call for you now, re-ady? One, two, pick!” the interviewer

said to Saint. He sat up to listen attentively to what the caller was going

to say; just like he did with previous calls.

“Hello, this is Kongo TV, tell us your name and how we may help you?” the

interviewer excitedly asked, “My name is Rose and I have a question for our

life coach” Rose bluntly replied. At the mention of the name ‘Rose’,

Saint’s heart skipped a beat and he silently prayed that it wasn’t the Rose

he knew, but unfortunately it was!

The interviewer directed the call to Saint and told Rose to go on with her

question. Unknowingly to the interviewer, a bomb was about to be dropped

that would scatter the show and throw it off balance. “Hi Rose, this is

life coach Saint, we have just two minutes so let’s make it count. How may

I help you?” Saint said.

Before they knew it, Rose dropped a bomb. “Mr Saint, I want to know why you

are such a hypocrite. You lied, sle-pt with me, used and dumped me. How many

more ladies have you done that to huh? You are a demon and pretender, I

haven’t even started with you yet and will not st©p till the whole world

see your true colour” she angrily said.

Saint was dead shocked and before Rose could talk further, the interviewer

shouted “Cut!”.

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 5)

Revenge isn’t always a suitable approach to solving relationsh!pissues but

most times, it is the best because some ill mannered people need to have a

taste of their own medicine once in a while. If you can’t eat it, then

don’t serve it. You can’t expect to have your way all the time while

treating people badly and like trash. Everyone has their limits and once

you push them beyond that limit, get re-ady for anything that happens next

because they will come at you with all the strength they have got left.

Saint had stepped on so many toes and it was his turn to get stepped on so

he knows how it feels. Women are nurturers and have the ability to give

back to you in ten folds whatever you give to them. Rose had nurtured the

pain Saint inflicted on her heart and it was time for him to receive it

back in double portion. Well, it seems as though the battle line had just

been drawn!

Immediately the interviewer instructed his media crew to cut Rose’s call,

they swiftly did so and the call was disconnected. After the awkward phone

call session ended, the entire interview studio was dead silent. Everyone

gave each other an awkward stare and they all redirected their stare to the

man on the h0t seat, which was Saint.

Due to the fact that no one saw that bomb coming, it took a little while

before the interviewer got back to his s-en-ses and continued the interview.

In order to be professional, the interviewer covered the severe awkwardness

with laughter and told Saint that things like that normally happened on the


“Wow, that was unexpected but not to worry, we get calls like this from

disrespectful callers who intentionally want to pl@ygames. Let’s take a

commercial break and we will be right back” The interviewer said and they

went on a short break.

Immediately the c@m£ras st©pped rolling, Saint took a de-ep breath as he sat

there still short of words. The interviewer tried to cheer him up just so

he could get himself back together for the next round of the interview.

While Saint sat there still in shock, the interviewer walked up to the

media crew to instruct them not to receive any more calls after the

commercial break.

While everyone conversed from a distance, Saint couldn’t bear their low-key

comments about him. Unable to bear the side eyes and distant murmur from

the crew, he got up and shamefully walked away from the interview studio.

Immediately he left, the interviewer hurriedly ran after him.

“Where are you going to? We still aren’t done with the interview and the

commercial break will soon be over” The interview guy nervously said, “I’m

sorry but I can’t do this, I can’t continue with the interview” Saint said

and hastened his steps out of the building. On seeing that there was no way

they could st©p him from leaving, the interview guy ran back to the studio

to continue with the show because the commercial break was almost over.

A day that was supposed to be a good one turned out to be a disaster after

one phone call, so imagine what would have happened if it was two phone

calls. There was fire on the mountain alre-ady because everywhere was h0t;

Saint was highly devastated, the interview host and media company were

pissed at him for walking away, Rose was angry that she didn’t say more

than she did, Saint’s manager was b!owing his phone up with calls and his

potential clients were also calling as well.

There was just so much happening at once and it almost drove Saint crazy.

For once in his life, he gets to experience first-hand what it feels like

to be in real pain and heartbreak. He was extremely furious with Rose for

her actions and wanted to head down to her office and unleash his anger on

her; but at the same time, he knew that his past actions had made her

ruthless so she was re-ady to go down any path with him.

As people kept calling Saint from all angle, he was also calling Rose

back-to-back but she unfortunately wasn’t picking up. He called her

countlessly and screamed out in anger whenever the phone rang till the end

without being picked. “Aaaahhhhhh” he gro-an ed in pain as he drove; “where

did I meet this kind witch from? This girl has killed me, which kind of

girl is this one that I carry myself and give? I must deal with her, she

doesn’t know who I am” he angrily said.

While it seemed like the whole world was about to come to an instant end on

Saint’s p@rt, Rose was busy smiling at the office all throu-gh that day. She

even went as far as buying food for her colleagues and everyone was

surprised and even began to inquire if it was her birthday.

Have you ever felt that unexplainable good feeling that overtakes a person

after they repay someone back for a bad deed that was done to them?

Majority aren’t familiar with this payback feeling because they usually

don’t like to take matters into their own hands but rather leave the

Revenge to God. Well, either ways, there’s this feeling you get when

someone pays for something horrible they did to you. It doesn’t make you a

bad person to feel that way, but rather makes you human because bad people

deserve to have a taste of their own medicine every now and then. Rose

wasn’t a horrible person for feeling happy after supposedly ruining Saint’s

image on national television; not after how he led her on, sle-pt with her,

broke her heart and humiliated her to t©p everything up. Haba! Who wouldn’t

get pissed and lose their common s-en-se of reasoning?

One of the worst things that can happen to a person’s emotional and mental

health is to see the person that inflicted pain on them, walking freely

like nothing happened while they suffer. No one deserves to take trash and

die in silence while their abuser lives their best life as if someone isn’t

going throu-gh pain at their expense. Saint set the music, so it was his

turn to dance to it!

That day was such an emotionally draining day for Saint as a lot of people

were on his case. The interview had gone viral and got so many people

talking about it. Saint’s social media accounts were b!owing up with

comments of different opinion and criticism concerning the interview. The

ladies Saint had sle-pt with in the past opened fake accounts and expo-sed

him the more on the comment sections.

Things actually went beyond that as days p@ssed by. Sponsors started

pu-lling out from Saint’s seminars and he also lost major gigs with Big

media houses. The tour he was on before the incident had to pause because

his sponsors weren’t willing to go ahead with their initial deal.

Just when we thought the worst had happened, it turns out that it was

actually just the beginning. While everyone was still digesting the

interview incident, another bomb was about to be detonated.

Turns out that some of the ladies Saint had Brutally manhandled in the

past, started reaching out to media houses, blogs and vlogs for interviews.

Most media houses turned them down but some desperate ones took up the

offer and made do¢vmentaries with their stories. What made matters worst

was the fact that these ladies didn’t know each other personally so they

all contacted different media houses on their own. Due to that, there were

so many stories from different sources concerning one man which was Saint.

Imagine having numerous confirmation to a p@rticular rumour, wouldn’t the

tendency of believing it’s authenticity be on the high? The different

stories that filled the Internet gradually began to break the ‘Halo Effect’

that had surrounded Saint’s personality and image for a very long time. His

die-h@rd followers began to slowly lower their voices during arguments on

the Internet, as the scandal and allegations began to get more convincing.

Due to the backlash from the media and also all the financial loses Saint

was incurring, he fell into depression and lost weight in no time. Things

bec@m£ bad that he even st©pped showing up at public gatherings so as to

avoid side eyes or distant murmuring from people that knew what was going

on. It killed Saint slowly to realise that everything he had worked h@rd

for years to get, was gradually going down the drain. It felt as though he

had hit an irrecoverable low moment in his life and it killed him daily

whenever he recalled that Rose was the master person behind all his misery.

At that point, if there was someone Saint hated with p@ssion and wanted

dead, then it was Rose. If God gave men individual privilege to rule the

world for just a second, Saint would end Rose’s life the very minute that

power was conferred to him. While he was eating himself up and wallowing in

depression, Rose was busy laughing at any new article or video about him

that hit the Internet. “Na wa oh! So this man have enemies to this extent?

It took me to talk before all of them gradually began to crawl out of their

shell. Wow!” She shockingly said.

Due to the fact that Saint was alre-ady going throu-gh so much heartache,

Rose decided to re-move her hands from his matter and backed down on every

plan she was initially having to further run him down. She felt he was

alre-ady going throu-gh so much and there was no need to further add to his


Unfortunately for Rose, while she had decided to let go of Saint and move

on with her life, he was about to fl!pthe coin and deal with her

mercilessly for ruining his life. Something unexpected happened one fateful

day that almost led to world war 3.

It happened one evening that Rose was at a shopping mall buying groceries

and wasn’t aware that Saint was in the same mall. He c@m£ there to meet up

with someone that was contemplating on offering a gig to him that would

bring money to his pocket. It’s been a rou-gh couple of months and it

greatly affected Saint’s financial status. At that point, he was desperate

for any gig that could bring him money, as a lot of sponsors and clients

abandoned him due to the dent on his image.

Saint finished up with his meeting and was heading towards the parking lot

when he caught sight of Rose. “Is this who I think it is? I just pray it

isn’t her” he said as he took steps to get closer to the person. Before he

could even reach where the person stood, she turned and looked towards his

direction; Lo & Behold, It was Rose!

Immediately Saint’s doubts were confirmed, he rushed to where Rose stood

and before she could even figure out what was going on, a big sl@p landed

on her cheek from behind. After receiving the sl@p, she furiously turned to

see who sl@pped her and was extremely shocked when she realised it was


Without wasting a single second, Rose retaliated and landed a h0t sl@p on

Saint’s cheek too. She furiously gr@bb£d his shi-t and said; “You must be

mad, you will kill me today!”.


written by sonia okehie

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 6)

There’s a popular saying that “you never know how strong you are until

being strong is the only option you have”. Every human walking the surface

of this earth have their limits on which they can tolerate things, and hear

me when I say you don’t want to be the person to push them beyond that

limit. Even the softest heart can become as h@rd as stone when you abuse

and maltreat it. The worst thing a person can do is to be the one that

brings out the beast from an initially lovely person, because they would

never forgive you for bringing out the worst in them and you will

definitely be the first to taste their wrath. Saint had succeeded in ma-king

Rose a bitter person; this is the same lady that once loved him and was

excited at a future with him. The pain he inflicted on her had made her

bitter and hateful towards anything that concerned him. The fact that Saint

even had the guts to l@yhis hands on Rose after she had made up her mind

to let go of the past and move on, had succeeded in reopening the wound she

was at the verge of closing. At that moment, the beast in her had awaken

and she was re-ady to create a scene that had never been seen before. D–n

the consequences and eyes ba-lls because Rose’s temper had skyrocketed to

Mars and a Broadway show was inevitable!

After the sl@p retaliation, Saint bec@m£ more furious and so was Rose. She

held him ti-ghtly on his shi-t and squee-zed it as though she wanted to choke

him. At that moment, few people had began to notice what was going on and

gradually made their way to the scene.



“How dare you? Who do you think you are? You must be mad!” Rose flared up.

Saint f0rç£fully knocked her hands off him and tried to re-move her hands

from his shi-t but couldn’t because she was holding it with every single

strength she had. “You are a coward, did you hear me well? I said you are a

coward! Listen, if you hit my hands again, I will make sure you rot in the

police cell. Look at this clown of a human, Saint you are a hypocrite, a

coward, a two faced human being and a chronic womaniser. Yes I said it!

That’s what you are” she continued in intense anger.

While hell broke loose, people started gathering the scene and few people

recognised who Saint was. Due to the fact that they were aware of the

controversies that was surrounding him of late on the Internet, they

brou-ght out their phones and started recording while others tried to

separate the fight.

Things got so heated that the Mall security officials had to hurry down to

the scene to resolve the issue. Due to the fact that so many guys where

pres£nt there, Saint couldn’t raise his hands on Rose again because he

feared they might jump on him for beating a lady. Everything that was

happening was extremely embarr@ssing for Saint that he secretly started

regretting confronting Rose in the first place. “What have I gotten myself

into? I should have just ignored this crazy lady and head home” he thought

to himself as the issue escalated.



With the help of the security officials and concerned people, they were

able to plead with Rose to let go and pardon Saint for his actions. It

wasn’t an easy plea but she eventually re-leased his shi-t from her hands

and fiercely stormed out. She headed towards the parking lot, entered her

car and drove off leaving Saint behind at the scene. He was answering some

questions with the security officials because they held him hostage for

some time, but finally let him go.

As Saint walked away from the scene and headed to where he parked his car,

Shame almost killed him. At that moment, he wished that the ground could

just open and swallow him up because the eye ba-lls on him were just too

much. de-ep down, he regretted his actions but it was alre-ady too late

because the deed had alre-ady been done and it was just a matter of few

hours before it hit the Internet.

Just as predicated, in just few hours the incident went viral. Social media

blew up the story and even added some lies to the story to twist it in such

a way that it will bring m@ssive traffic. Before the next morning, the news

was almost in every blog and was even broadcasted on television stations.



Imagine waking up to over a hundred articles written from different blogs

and media sites about you? The funny thing was that everyone twisted the

story one way of the other and that resulted to different versions of one

story. Saint was weak and couldn’t eat anything all day. His phones where

b!owing up with calls for interviews that he even had to switch it off. It

felt like his whole world was crumbling and it killed him beyond words can


On the other hand, Rose wasn’t that bothered or moved about what happened

because not too many people knew her and she wasn’t a celebrity, unlike

Saint. Despite the fact that few people recognised her in the viral video,

she didn’t see it as a big deal because confrontations like that happened

all over the world everyday so there was nothing to be ashamed of. The only

thing she did was to explain to her bosses at work and succeeded in ma-king

them un-derstand that she was attacked by Saint for reasons unknown to her.

They saw it as self defence and pardoned her.

With the way things were looking, the only person at the losing end was

Saint because he was a public figure that had numerous skeletons in his

cupboard. He was the one that lived a double standard life, the one that

lied to his followers and deceived the m@sses, he was the one that had a

dirty secret of being a ‘Dominant’ who loved to exploit women but didn’t

want commitment and he was the one that was living a Big Lie.

This is exactly why being real will always be a hundred times better than

living a fake life. The worst thing you can do to yourself is to live a Lie

because one day, your true self must surely surface. See, you can never

pretend or deceive people for too long because it’s just a matter of time

before you will eventually get tired of your own fakeness and

subconsciously start revea-ling your true self.

If you pretend to be nice when you are a demon behind closed doors, one day

you must show your true colour in public. If you pretend to be a giver when

the c@m£ras are rolling but a stingy person when no one is watching, then

it’s just a matter of time before that lie will wear you out. There’s

nothing as easy and beautiful as living your truth and not a lie because

when you live your truth, you will never crack even when tossed into a

burning fire.



It’s apparent that Saint never took life lessons from experienced people

and clearly wasn’t befitting to be called a Life Coach. How can you give

what you don’t have? How can you pour from an empty cup? How can you preach

something you don’t practice? How can you repres£nt something you don’t

believe in? There’s certainly no way it’s possible and that’s why there was

an expiry d@t£ attached to Saint’s success.

Due to everything that was happening in Saint’s life, he bec@m£ sober and

even went as far as deactivating all his social media accounts. It was such

a humiliating and humbling period in his life. It was then that all his bad

deeds and mischief started to dawn on him. He began to recall all the

ladies he had toyed with and how much he truly hurt them.

Gradually, Saint’s h@rd shell began to crack and eventually broke into

pieces. He couldn’t stand the pain and pressure so he travelled out of the

country so as to find peace and go far away from all the drama surrounding

his life and name. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t still find peace nor

happiness; despite travelling a long distance away from home.

That period was so emotionally draining for Saint that he lost excess

weight. His family and closed friends still loved him and were there for

him no matter what. Thanks to Saint’s family members otherwise he could

have committed suicide or harm himself. He took everyday one step at a time

and prayed for peace each day.

As time went by, Saint began to feel the need to see a thera-pists to help

him with his predic@m£nt. He was able to get in contact with one at the

place he travelled to and a ‘one week’ thera-py session was conducted.

During that one week thera-py session, Saint wasn’t really feeling the

impact initially until about the third day. The thera-py session started

normally but things got heated and went from zero to hundred real quic-k.

“Why did you come back for the 3rd time? Tell me Saint, what do you truly

want?” the thera-pist asked in a calm soft tone. Saint looked into her eyes

as he scratched the leather of the chair he was seated on. “I need help and

haven’t gotten it since we started this thera-py session” he soberly said,

“What kind of help do you seek?” she asked, “I don’t know, maybe peace” he

sadly revealed.



The thera-pist smiled faintly and looked into his teary eyes. She knew what

his problem was and wanted to help him but needed him to truly de-sire the

help he sought because only then can he truly change. “What could you have

done differently if you can take back the hands of time?” she asked. Saint

paused for a while and said; “I would have practised what I preached, treat

women more nicely and maybe truly love someone”.

Saint’s reply was heartwarming and gave the thera-pist a reason to look

forward to a genuine change in him. She knew he was sober and broken and

that was the perfect time for a change to take place. “I want you to do

something for me tonight, s£nd an apology to everyone you have hurt in the

past. If there’s any reason as to why you can’t reach a p@rticular person,

s£nd that apology to yourself and re-ad it out loud. Do this and I promise

you that you will wake up a better person than you are now” the thera-pist


The task given was quite difficult because there were so many people Saint

had wronged in the past. He knew they hated him and didn’t want to set

their eyes on him but he had to do the task since it had the power of

ma-king him feel better. That night, he s£nt out an apology to every lady he

had hurt in the past and also to all his ‘Call Girls’. For those he wasn’t

able to reach due to one thing or the other, he re-ad the apology to himself

as the thera-pist instructed.

Everything went smoothly till it got to the last person which was Rose.

When it got to her turn, he felt a different way and instantly knew that

she was indeed special from the rest and needed to render her apology face

to face. He postponed hers till when he travelled back home. It was such an

uplifting task and it made Saint more sober and a bit better.

Days p@ssed and life suddenly started looking differently to saint than the

way it used to be. He surprisingly wasn’t moved by the media or what people

said about him because he had owned up his mistakes and was deliberately

ma-king amends. The thera-py session was helpful and had impacted him greatly.

After a while, Saint travelled back home to continue with his life. The

Internet tension had died down a bit and everyone had moved on from his

story. He invested some of the money he had on a new business venture and

started all over again. It was such a humbling experience for Saint but was

worth it because it brou-ght out the best in him.

As life went on, Saint always carried Rose in his spirit. He was aware he

hadn’t apologised to her yet but was hesitant because he didn’t know where

she lived so as to pay her a surprise visit but the good news was that he

knew where she worked.

Most times, Saint used his fake social media accounts to stalk Rose to see

how she had been doing. He would spend hours scrolling throu-gh her pictures

and looking at them over and over again. With time, he started noticing

that his heart skipped severally beats whenever he was lost in her


de-ep down, Saint knew Rose was special and kept wondering why he treated

her so badly. He always felt ashamed whenever he recalled that he hit her

that fateful day at the mall. It was always traumatising whenever he

thought of it. Unable to hold back any longer, he did something unexpected

one fateful day.

It happened one evening that Saint drove down to Rose’s workplace and

waited outside for her to close and come out. At around 6pm, she walked out

from the office building, entered her car and drove off. As she left, he

secretly followed her behind until he got to her destination. By the time

they arrived at her house, the sky was alre-ady dark.

As Rose alighted, Saint got down from his car too and gently walked up to

her. Immediately she saw him, she almost dropped dead due to shock because

he was the last person she ever thought would be standing right in front of

her in her compound. “Why are you here? What do you want? Or do you want to

sl@p me again?” She angrily inquired.

With tears in Saint’s eyes, he took a de-ep breath and soberly said; “I know

I am the last person you want to talk to or hear anything from but plea-se

hear me out. I hate myself for ma-king you the person you had become,

because the Rose I met at the restaurant that fateful day was a sweetheart

and charming lady. I was stupid to have hurt you that way but I know better

now. I’m so sorry Rose, I’m so so sorry. Can you plea-se forgive me?”.

Rose didn’t know when tears fell off her eyes too. She looked into Saint’s

eyes and could tell that he was truly sorry, but it’s quite unfortunate

that she wasn’t re-ady to render forgiveness to the one man that hurt her

more than anyone had ever done and succeeded in turning her into a beast.

She shed a few tears and said; “I’m sorry, but there’s no forgiveness in my

heart for you.

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 7)

To err is human but to forgive is divine; forgiveness will never be old

fashion or outd@t£d because it benefits both the offender and victim. Being

angry is p@rt of life and not a bad thing either, but the problem starts

when you let the pain and grudge linger for too long because it might

develop into something more drastic than the initial reason you ever got

angry in the first place. As long as we still breathe the air we have never

for once been charged for, then you should never hold back forgiveness to

people that wronged you; talk more of when they realise their mistakes and

ask for your forgiveness. Most times, we have to go throu-gh a rou-gh path in

life just so we can appreciate life more. Saint had to hit rock bottom

before realising how messed up and selfish he had been in the past. It took

the world to be against him before he could retrace his steps and make

amends with his past. In that sober moment of Saint’s life, it dawned on

him how empty and void his life had been and also how much he wanted to

commit to someone for the first time ever. The fact that Rose occupied a

significant space in his heart, made her very special from the rest. He

knew de-ep down that he was willing to try with her if she gave him a

chance. Well, too bad because Rose wasn’t even willing to render

forgiveness to him, talk more of being in any form of relationsh!pwith


The reply Rose gave to Saint s£nt chilled reactions all over his b©dy. To

be fair, he knew the forgiveness process wasn’t going to be an easy one, as

he wasn’t expecting her to forgive him so easily; not after all the

horrible things he did to her in the past. The fact that Rose was tearing

up as she spoke to Saint made his heart melt like candle wax. He wanted to

wipe the tears off her eyes but she shifted her face and moved it towards

another direction to avoid any physical contact with him.



“Rose plea-se I’m so sorry, I’m saying this from the depths of my heart.

Tell me anything you want me to do to make you forgive me and I promise to

do it in a twi-nkle of an eye. It’s been a rou-gh couple of months but I

@ssure you that I’m a changed man now, I am deliberately working on myself

each day just to see to it that I have nothing to do with my past again. To

be honest, I think I owe you a big ‘thank you’ because you are the one that

brou-ght out the best in me. You deserve everything good and I promise to

make it up to you. plea-se give me one last chance to make things right with

you” Saint soberly said. By the time he was done talking, Rose’s face was

covered with tears. She couldn’t hold back her emotions for some strange

reasons. It was h@rd for her to forgive a man that was responsible for so

many sad incidents in her life.

To make matters worst, Rose didn’t trust Saint anymore and even felt he was

lying all throu-gh. The fact that he lied about so many things in the past

had succeeded in killing any chances he had for her to ever trust him

again. Despite the fact that Rose could tell that Saint was truly sorry for

all the bad deeds he had done in the past, a p@rt of her still felt like he

had an ulterior motive behind everything. Forgiving him was far from the

content in her bucket list, so it wasn’t going to be an easy task at all.



After being mute for a while, Rose finally spoke. “To be honest, I don’t

have anything else to say to you other than what I said before. I’ll leave

now, bye!” she managed to say and sadly walked away. As she went inside the

building, Saint still stood there looking at her. His heart was crushed and

his eyes were teary. It felt as though a hvge p@rt of him was taken away

and thrown into the river.

Feeling devastated, Saint sadly walked back to his car. For over an hour,

he sat inside his car thinking and couldn’t move. Rose was aware that he

still hadn’t left because she could see his car from her balcony. “Why is

he still here? Oh Lord, what exactly does this man want from me? I still

have a soft sp©t for him but will never make the mistake I made the other

time by falling for him. What does he want? I feel bad” she soberly said to


In as much as a big p@rt of Rose wanted to go back downstairs and talk to

Saint, she just had to control herself by putting her emotions on check.

When a person goes throu-gh a rou-gh path in life, it makes them stronger and

tougher than they used to. Rose had learnt not to be controlled by her

emotions so easily; so due to that, she wasn’t too moved.



After about an hour later, Saint finally drove off and headed home. On his

way home, he kept thinking of nothing else than Rose. He thought of how to

get her to genuinely forgive him and he began to look for ways to back his

words with actions. “How can I get her to see that I have truly changed and

that my intentions are genuine?” he wondered as he drove home. Saint knew

it wasn’t going to be easy to find his way back into Rose’s heart and win

her trust again, but he also wasn’t willing to back down either.

On the other hand, Rose was sober all night and couldn’t st©p thinking

about all that happened earlier. Everything just felt weird because she

wasn’t expecting such at all. To be truly honest, Rose still felt something

for Saint in her heart. She hadn’t succeeded to completely erasing him from

her mind and also, the day they made love was still very fresh in her

memory. No man had ever handled her the way Saint did, so it was a bit

difficult for her to move on completely. Also, the fact that he c@m£

apologising made matters a little worse because he had somehow found his

way back into her mind and thoughts.

Most people have a h@rd time moving on completely from a relationsh!pthey

were once in, because they still haven’t met anyone that rock their world

more than their Ex’s did. Pray never to find yourself in that

unsatisfactory and comparism bottomless pit because it usually leads to

incompleteness and unhappiness in any new relationsh!pyou enter.

Apparently, Rose was still not over Saint but held back her feelings

because he really hurt her in the past and that was quite a lot to forget

and move on from. She was afraid of being vulnerable again so as not to

regret it afterwards.

Days and weeks p@ssed by but Saint never st©pped apologising and trying to

make things right with Rose. He s£nt her a text message everyday,

expressing how much he was sorry and wanted to make things up to her. She

never replied any of his messages but that didn’t st©p him from trying over

and over again.

Everyday at work, Rose received flowers from a flower company with a note

that re-ad; “I’m sorry!”. The flowers never st©pped coming and it made her

low-key happy even though she pretended otherwise. Her whole office was

filled with flowers that she even started giving some away to her




Due to Saint consistency in seeking for Rose’s forgiveness, her h@rd shell

began to crack gently and her heart suddenly melted. Whenever the flowers

c@m£ each day, she would smile till her cheeks hurt and it usually made her

day bright. She wanted to call him so bad but held herself not to do so. It

was h@rd for Rose to keep concealing her feelings but who could blame her

for holding back? not after all the terrible things Saint did in the past.

Asides trying to get Rose’s forgiveness, Saint had his new business to

nurture and take care of. It wasn’t too long before it started generating

good profits and his life started taking great shape again.

In as much as Saint’s business was now generating money, he knew that there

was still something missing in his life. Whenever he was alone, he realised

that he needed a companion; someone that would be his own and one that he

could love totally. At that point, he began to realise that he was re-ady

for commitment and no one was befitting enough to take that sp©t in his

life than the very woman that made him the changed man he now was; which

was Rose. Saint figured that if there was anyone that deserved the new

version of him, then it might as well be Rose because she really did love

him in the past.

All this contributed to the more reason why Saint wanted to win Rose back

by first seeking her forgiveness no matter what it took. Despite the fact

that she wasn’t even giving him any signal that the forgiveness was forth

coming, he still wasn’t discouraged. Everything remained the same till one

fateful day.

It happened that it was Rose’s birthday and Saint got to find out throu-gh

her social media account. He didn’t want to call or text because he knew

she wouldn’t respond the text nor pick up the call. After work that day, he

hurried down to a cake store and bought a nice cake with the inscription

“Happy Birthday, I am sorry”.

While at work, Rose had an awesome time with her colleagues and celebr@ted

her birthday with them. She retired home at close of work and wasn’t aware

that Saint had something up his sleeves.

Few hours after Rose returned home, she heard a knock on the door and

reluctantly went to see who was knocking. Immediately she opened the door,

her heart raced when she set her eyes on Saint standing there with a box of




At that moment, Rose’s heart was on a marathon race and Saint could hear

her breathe in and out. “Happy Birthday” he calmly said and handed the cake

over the her, “Thank you” she replied as she collected the cake.

After handing the cake over, Saint didn’t know what else to do so he

figured it was best he left. “I just c@m£ to give you that, happy birthday

once more” he said and was about to walk away when Rose st©pped him. “Do

you want to stay so we can eat the cake together and maybe celebr@te well?”

she asked in a low tone. Saint looked into her shiny eyes and nodded ‘Yes’


They entered inside and Rose placed the cake on the centre table and opened

the carton. When she saw the “I am sorry” inscription, her heart melted the

more and she didn’t know when tears fell off her eyes.

Immediately Saint saw the tears on her eyes, he gently got up from where he

sat and walked closer to her. “plea-se st©p right there, don’t come too

close because you’ll just use and dump me again. Saint why are you doing

all this? plea-se st©p if you know you are going to pl@ywith my heart

again. I beg you st©p, plea-se! I don’t have the strength for lies and

heartbreak” Rose said as she bur-st into uncontrollable tears. Saint bec@m£

sober and knelt down before her. He held her legs and sobbe-d bitterly too.

“I promise this time is different, I swear! It took me a long time to

realise that you were made for me. plea-se give me one more sh0t, I promise

you wouldn’t regret it. I need your forgiveness but also want you back.

plea-se Rose, I beg you!” he soberly said.

The atmosphere bec@m£ filled with emotions and Rose didn’t know when she

cried and knelt down with Saint too. She held his head and looked into his

eyes and uttered those golden words “I forgive you”.

Immediately Rose said those words, Saint’s heart dropped and it felt like

his life began all over again. They looked into each other’s eyes as they

cried like little babies.

Unable to hold back the burning s-en-sation that filled the air, Saint said

“Oh Gosh, I love you so much” and planted a h0t k!sson Rose’sl-ips

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 8)

It’s such a sweet and beautiful feeling to love and be loved back in

return. A relationsh!pcan’t be established unless the feeling is mutual

between both p@rties because two cannot work together except they agree. It

wasn’t just enough for Saint to realise his mistakes and want Rose back

into his life, but also up to her to decide if she wanted him back into her

life too. It’s a thing of joy indeed to know that both of them still had

feelings for each other and was willing to make things work between

themselves. At this point, it’s safe to acknowledge the popular saying that

“what is meant for you will never p@ss you by”.

The k!ssSaint planted on Rose’sl-ips was unexpected because she was so

engrossed in her emotions that she didn’t see it coming. She reciprocated

and they k!$$£d p@ssionately for a while before finally p@rting theirl-ips.



After the k!ss, the whole atmosphere bec@m£ a bit calm and the burning

s-en-sations ceased. Saint didn’t want to make any more advances so as not to

come off as having an ulterior motive. He figured it was best to take

things slow between them, so as not to jeopardise things.

On the other hand, Rose also didn’t want things to go beyond that k!ss

because she still needed some time to process everything and think things

throu-gh. After the k!ss, he pe-cked her on the forehead and raised her up

from where they both knelt. They located the nearest couch and sat down


“Thank you so much for giving me another chance, you wouldn’t regret this I

promise. I have to go home now because it’s alre-ady getting late, take as

much time to process and think about everything. I want you back into my

life and this time around, you are coming back as my one and only. I’m

re-ady to commit to you and give my all to this relationsh!p. Things have

changed for the better and now I’m sure of what I want. I love you Rose,

Happy Birthday once more” Saint said. He pe-cked Rose again on her forehead

and walked away.



When Saint left, Rose la-id down on the couch she was sitting on and folded

her b©dy like a little baby. She kept staring at the cake as she thought of

Saint. de-ep down, she knew that she was still very much in love with him.

“Oh Lord, what should I do? Should I take him back or not? I really don’t

want to make any mistake” she soberly said to herself as she la-id down in


It was such an emotional day for both p@rties. Saint thought of Rose all

throu-gh the remaining hours of that day, same with her too. He kept praying

that God t©uçhes her heart to accept him back, even though he knew that her

h@rd shell had cracked. The future looked promising and @ssuring that Rose

would come back to him, but he didn’t want to take any chances at all by

slacking or slowing down.

As days p@ssed by, things gradually began to fall into place for the two

lovebirds. Saint made deliberate attempts everyday to solidify their

relationsh!p. He usually s£nt Rose money for upkeep without her asking, he

s£nt lunch to her office whenever he had the time to order, he texted and

called her daily. It was just a matter of time before Rose fell de-eply in

love with him again. Gradually, she started opening her heart again and

Saint didn’t take any chances at all.



With each p@ssing day, their relationsh!pgrew stronger and they started

trusting each other again. Chat MartinMartino on zero eight one eighty

thirty fourteen twenty one to be added to his WhatsApp group. With time,

they started going on d@t£s and chilling out together. They deliberately

took things slow when it c@m£ to their inti-mate life. Matter of fact, Rose

made up her mind not to let Saint t©uçh her till he puts a ring on it. She

didn’t want to loose her guards nor bring it down again, so as not to be

too heartbroken if anything unexpected ever happened. She communicated with

Saint that she was going to abstain and not give her b©dy to him in the

course of their relationsh!pand he un-derstood perfectly fine and accepted.

The fact that Saint didn’t make a fuss about Rose’s decision to abstain,

made her believe he had truly changed and his feelings were certainly

genuine. With ‘Love ma-king’ out of the way, they had enough time to focus

and concentrate on other major things that guaranteed a healthy and strong

relationsh!p. They got to know each other better and invested their time

and energy on things that uplifted the other. Life seemed as though it had

finally smiled on them till something unfortunate happened along the line.

It happened that Saint began to make his relationsh!pwith Rose a little

public. He uploaded ph0tos of them together on his new social media handles

once in a while and never hesitated to let people know that he was now

‘Taken’. de-ep down, Rose was happy that he was proud of what they had and

wasn’t keeping it a secret.

However, as time went on, some ladies from Saint’s past that still loved

him weren’t too happy with the new development. One p@rticular lady took

things to the extreme as she wasn’t willing to fold her arms and watch

another woman take her dream place in Saint’s life.

Turns out that Rose wasn’t the only one that was aware of the changed

Saint; as a lot of people could see that he was now a different man. The

‘New Saint’ was more attrac-tive than the ‘Old Saint’ and this made him more

sought after by the ladies from his past. A lot of them tried to contact

him as time went on but he usually told them he had someone else and wasn’t


Saint didn’t bother to confide in Rose about the constant har@ssment he was

getting from the ladies from his past because he felt it might make her

insecure; of which he didn’t want that sort of negative energy in their

relationsh!p. Well, too bad because if he knew it would lead to a big

problem in the future, he would have told her straight up.



One fateful day, a certain lady named Patricia called Saint and pleaded

with him that she wanted them to talk about something business related. The

lady was someone from his past that wanted him to be hers by all means. The

thought of Saint being with someone else with all the admirable package he

had, drove Patricia crazy and made her even more determined to get him no

matter what.

Initially, when Patricia called Saint, he didn’t want to honour her

appointment but had to do so because she mentioned that it was strictly

business related. She was the one that suggested her house and he didn’t

think there was an ulterior motive to that suggestion because he had been

to her house many times in the past.

The appointment was scheduled for evening but Saint moved it to afternoon

to avoid stories. That fateful afternoon, he arrived at Patricia’s

ap@rtment to listen to the business proposal she had been disturbing him

for almost a week to hear. When he entered inside her living room, the

first thing she did was try to pe-ck him, of which he swiftly shifted his


“If this is why you called me here, then I might as well take my leave.

Let’s get to the business proposal you called me here to look at” Saint

bluntly said, “I am sorry, let me get you something to drink so we can get

to business” Patricia said. She went inside the kitchen and c@m£ back with

a drink.

Unknown to Saint, the drink was drugged but he had no single clue. He took

a sip and they got talking. Few minutes after taking several sips, he

suddenly bec@m£ dizzy and knocked off on Patricia’s couch.

With Saint de-eply asleep, Patricia hurriedly undressed him and undressed

herself too. With the help of c@m£ra timer, she took inti-mate pictures with

him in such a way that one would think they made love. After taking the

pictures, she k!$$£d him p@ssionately. “No one can have you if I can’t, I

miss thosel-ips” she gently muttered. When she was satisfied with her evil

motives, she dressed him back and pretended as though noting happened.

It was getting dark but Saint was still fast asleep. Rose called him thrice

but Patricia let the phone ring without picking up. She was able to get

Rose’s number from Saint’s phone and stored it on her phone because she had

something up her sleeves.



Finally, after over six hours of slee-ping, Saint woke up. Immediately he

opened his eyes, he was shocked to find out that he just woke up from sleep

and also was still at Patricia’s house. Immediately she saw that he was now

awake, she walked towards him and pretended to be surprise.

“Oh, thank God you are now awake! I was scared” Patricia said, “Did I sleep

here? What happened?” Saint curiously asked, “I am surprised myself, while

we were discussing, you suddenly bec@m£ dizzy and sle-pt off. I guess you

were just stressed out and tired” she lied.

Without wasting any more time, Saint told Patricia that he had to leave and

zoomed out. It was when he got into his car that he realised that Rose had

been calling him. He saw her missed calls and immediately called her back.

“Hello babe, I am so sorry; I was asleep when you called” he said. Rose

tried to inquire where he was but he told her he had a business meeting

with a friend and unknowingly dozed off there. She un-derstood and told him

to drive home safe.

Unknown to Saint, a big disaster was up ahead. It turns out that Patricia

forwarded the pictures she took to Rose’s WhatsApp that same evening with a

message that re-ad; “You can’t keep what isn’t yours, stay clear!”. Patricia

knew she had the right person because Rose’s displ@ypicture gave her away.

Few minutes after Rose was done talking to Saint, her phone beeped and she

reluctantly checked her notification and saw that it was a WhatsApp

message. On seeing that the message was from an unknown number, she opened

it to see it’s content and almost coll@psed when she saw the pictures and


At that moment, Rose died a thousand times and couldn’t breathe properly.

She placed her hand on her che-st and gently muttered “It can’t be true”.

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 9) Second-to-last episode!

The past always has a way of creeping into the future; that’s why it’s

advisable for us to be mindful of the way we live our lives. However, the

good news is that a changed person is free from their past and can’t be

subjected or defined by it. Despite the fact that Saint lived a double

standard life in the past, he still deserved another chance to make things

right and live a better life. We all know that stigmas are h@rd to correct

or erase, so the only thing Saint could do is pray that Rose sees throu-gh

Patricia to know that it’s a set-up intended to ruin his relationsh!pwith

her. f!ngersare crossed and at this point, all we can do is hope that Rose

doesn’t take any drastic decision concerning her relationsh!pwith her

repentant beau.



After the shocking revelation by the anonymous WhatsApp contact, Rose

couldn’t think properly any longer. She was in denial and didn’t want to

believe that the half n-ked man in the pictures that were s£nt to her was

her own Saint. Everything felt like a horror movie and it gave her a panic


The fact that Saint just informed Rose that he dozed off at a friend’s

place and also didn’t pick up when she called earlier, gave her anxiety and

actually made the whole set-up believable. It was going to take more than

talking to get her to believe otherwise.

While hell broke loose at Rose’s end, Saint was clueless on what was

happening and never suspected any shady act by Patricia while he was at her

house. Though he noticed his belt wasn’t knotted the way he usually does

it, he waived the thought cause he felt it could have loos£ned due to the

tossing and turning while he sle-pt. Never for once did it cross his mind

that Patricia had a hand in the sudden dizziness and unexpected sleep that

took place while he was at her house. Too bad he trusted blindly!

Shortly after Rose received those pictures, she wanted to call the number

that s£nt it but held back so as not to complicate things the more. Rose

felt the first person she needed to confront was Saint and not the

anonymous message s£nder. She felt if there was anyone that owed her an

explanation, then it was him.



One of the wise things Rose did was to take some time to digest the shock

she was feeling at that moment and also calmed her nerves. She knew that if

she called Saint immediately, they might end up not getting anywhere with

their conversation because she would be yelling and throwing accusing

f!ngersall throu-gh their conversation. The whole thing was a hvge

contradiction of everything he had promised her so it was a hvge deal


“Why on earth would he do this? What s-en-se does it make to go throu-gh all

this length just to get me back and make things work between us, only to do

a thing like this few months after we got back together. This can’t be

true, why would he do this? Is it because we chose to abstain? Could it be

that he couldn’t bear his urges any longer and then decided to cheat on me?

But he never showed any sign of resistance towards our abstinence

agreement, so where’s all this coming from? God plea-se let there be a

suitable explanation to this because I’m at the verge of losing my mind”

Rose soberly wondered as she walked to and fro in her be-droom. It was such

an emotionally stressful day for the young lady because she couldn’t close

her eyes to sleep due to the numerous scary thoughts in her mind.



On the other hand, Patricia was anxiously waiting for a reply from Rose but

non was forth coming. She checked the WhatsApp message countlessly, waiting

for a reply but Rose was mute. Patricia could see that she had re-ad the

message and also seen the pictures she s£nt. She kept wondering why Rose

was mute and wasn’t reacting the way she expected. “Ah ah, are you sure

this is the lady Saint have been flaunting all over social media as his

girlfriend? Why hasn’t she messaged me back till now or even call to yell

at me? Hmm” she wondered. It was quite weird that Rose hadn’t showed any

sigh yet of a lady that just received information with proof that her

p@rtner was cheating on her. Patricia’s initial plan was to get into a

verbal fight with Rose and reveal more shocking details if she had called

back. The fact that she was still mute, made Patricia nervous. All she

could do was keep her f!ngerscrossed as she awaited a reply or reaction.

When Saint arrived home that evening, he called Rose to say ‘Goodnight’ to

her but she wasn’t picking up. Without carrying any thing in mind, he felt

she had alre-ady sle-pt off so he innocently s£nt her a goodnight message.

The following day, Rose woke up a bit calm and was re-ady to confront Saint

with evidence. While they spoke that morning, she informed him that they

needed to talk after work hours; of which he agreed to meet up with her at

her house.

As they spoke that morning, Rose’s tone wasn’t friendly at all but was

rather blunt and straight to the point. Somehow, Saint figured that

something was wrong and even went ahead to ask if she was alright but she

told him that all was fine.

All throu-gh the early hours of that day, Saint was a bit worried and tensed

as he kept wondering why Rose sounded very cold on the phone. Not for once

did his mind ever think that the issue on ground involved cheating

accusations with picture proof of him being half n-ked with another lady.

Despite the fact that Saint felt a bit tensed all day, he kept his cool and

hoped that it was nothing serious.

Immediately after work that day, Saint hurried down to Rose’s house. He got

there before her and had to wait inside his car for her to pu-ll up. After

about an hours later, Rose returned home and could see Saint’s car outside

her compound. She parked well, alighted from the car and went inside

straight; without exchanging greetings with him.



Everything that happened that very moment confirmed Saint’s fear that

something was seriously wrong. In order not to lose his mind too soon, he

summoned up courage and followed Rose inside the house. When he entered

inside, he found her crying bitterly in the living room. That sight only

was enough to murder his heart as great fear gr!pp£dhim because he knew

that whatever problem that could make Rose cry, was a big one indeed. “Baby

what’s going on? Why are you crying? To be honest you are getting me scared

and worried” he curiously inquired as he walked closer to her.

At that point, there was just so much for Rose to say that she didn’t know

where to start from. Unable to properly express the pain she was feeling,

she brou-ght out her phone and gave it to Saint. One look at the phone

screen and his heart jumped out of his b©dy.

Just imagine the feeling of seeing a nûd£ picture of yourself with another

lady but can’t recall or remember when that sort of incident took place.

Saint was totally numb and almost coll@psed due to the shock that

overshadowed him. At that point, he didn’t even know where to start

defending himself from. Words were heavy because the man on that ph0to was

undeniable him. After being mute for a while, he finally managed to say


“This isn’t true, I swear I’m very confused because I can’t remember ever

doing this with anyone” Saint confusingly said, “wait a minute, this is

Patricia and this is also her house” he shockingly added. When he said

that, Rose’s attention was drawn and she was kind enough to ask him to

explain himself. “Saint tell me the whole truth now before I lose my mind

that I have been trying to hold together since yesterday evening I received

this message” she said.

Rose’s revelation as to when she received the pictures confirmed any doubts

Saint was having that Patricia had set him up. “Baby let me explain. This

p@rticular lady was the person I told you that I had a business appointment

with. Her name is Patricia and she’s one of the ladies I had a thing with

in the past. When she told me she wanted us to see, I initially didn’t want

to grant her offer till she said it was strictly business. I went over to

her place yesterday afternoon to take a look at the business proposal she

said she wanted to show him. The only thing I can remember last was when

she gave me a drink and when I woke up from sleep. I suspect now that the

drink was drugged because I still can’t fathom why I dozed off unexpectedly

like that in her house. We didn’t end up having the meeting anymore because

I left immediately I woke up. The reason I wasn’t able to pick your calls

when you called was because I was fast asleep. My God! So this lady had

ulterior motives for inviting me over to her house and used ‘Business’ to

lure me over. Baby I swear I didn’t t©uçh her, babe you have to believe me.

I have never cheated on you since we started this new journey, you have to

believe me” he soberly said.



Saint’s explanation was quite convincing but Rose wasn’t re-ady to believe

him too soon. “How do I know you aren’t lying? I’m trying so h@rd to trust

you but it’s quite difficult to do so when things like this keeps

happening” she furiously said. Without wasting any time, Saint told her to

follow him so they could get to the root of the whole matter once and for

all. He figured that the best way to make Rose believe him was for him to

confront Patricia in front of her. No time to waste!

“Babe you know what? plea-se come with me! Don’t say anything and just

follow me I beg you” Saint said. In order not to complicate things the

more, Rose stood up from where she sat and followed him out of the house.

They both entered his car and drove off; without him telling her where they

were going to. Saint felt Rose might not want to come with him if he had

revealed that they were headed down to Patricia’s house that evening. All

he could do was pray for Patricia to be at home when they get there.

Throu-ghout the ride, Rose kept sobbing and didn’t look like she was going

to st©p anytime soon. It killed Saint de-eply to hear her cry but he knew

the tears would dry immediately he was done with what he wanted to do that


After about an hour later, they arrived at their destination; which was

Patricia’s ap@rtment. Saint told Rose to wait inside the car that he was

coming. He rushed to Patricia’s ap@rtment and knocked on the door. He could

hear music pla-ying inside and it confirmed that she was very much around.

After the forth knock, Patricia opened the door and was dead shocked to see

Saint standing in front of her. He tried his best not to unleash his anger

on her too soon, so he kept his cool. “What are u doing here? She

shockingly asked, “Just come with me to the car, there’s something I want

us to talk about” he calmly said.

Due to Saint gentleness, Patricia felt he wanted to talk to her about

ma-king her his girlfriend since she might have succeeded in ruining his

relationsh!pwith Rose. She locked her door and happily followed Saint to

where he parked his car. Unknown to her, Rose was seated inside the car and

could see them waking towards the car. A serious confrontation was about to

take place but apparently, Patricia had absolutely no clue.

Immediately they got to the car, Saint opened Rose’s seat door and brou-ght

out her phone from his pocket which contained the pictures and message

Patricia s£nt. The whole atmosphere was tensed and that was when Rose c@m£

out from the car.

When Patricia saw Rose, her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly realise

what was about to go down. Before she could process things further, Saint

showed her the pictures she s£nt and said; “You have just two minutes to

explain this pictures and what happened yesterday before I re-move my

clothes and run mad for you. Just so you know, if you don’t say the truth

to me you will definitely say it to the police officers when I get you

arrested. Now speak!”.

Scared and shocked, Patricia stammered; I…I…can cann explain plea-se!”.

A Two Faced Lover

(episode 10) Last episode!

Most times in life, you just have to take the bull by the horn when it

comes to addressing some issues because any little time wasted could wors£n

or complicate things. There are some situations in life that doesn’t

require a gentle approach to solve, but rather a rugged one. If Saint had

stayed back in Rose’s house to explain things to her and try to prove his

innocence, the issue would have taken a longer time before it gets resolved

because she would have probably asked for some space to put herself

together; now we all know that the more space couples take ap@rt, the more

chances that things might never be the same again and they might never get

back together. It was such a brilliant move that Saint made to hurry down

to Patricia’s house that same day to get to the root of the accusation

levied against him. At that moment, a serious confrontation was inevitable!

Patricia was beyond shocked when she realised that Saint brou-ght Rose with

him to her house. Never in a thousand years would she have thought that her

evil deeds were going to backfire at her in such short notice. She probably

felt that Rose wouldn’t have a problem believing her set-up plans, due to

the kind of lifestyle Saint lived in the past. Too bad Patricia wasn’t

aware that Rose was there during the worst times of Saint’s life and was

able to quic-kly absorb the shock that c@m£ with the n-ked pictures and

message she s£nt. I guess she should have done her homework well before

pu-lling such stunt on the promising couple; it was alre-ady too late and it

was time for her to dance to the music she pla-yed.



“Start explaining because I can’t wait to find out how you were able to

obtain n-ked pictures of me and also how you were able to get Rose’s

contact. Are you a serial killer or what? Speak because I am at the verge

of getting you arrested now” Saint furiously said. Rose was quiet all

throu-gh and just leaned on the car listening attentively to everything that

was happening. At that point, she could tell that her boo was innocent and

was set-up by the strange lady. But despite knowing that he was innocent,

she still wanted to watch the whole drama unfold.

On seeing that Saint was extremely furious, Patricia confessed her evil

deeds to them. She narrated everything and revealed her intentions for

doing what she did. After her narration, she apologised to Saint and Rose

for any harm or trouble she might have caused. “I am very sorry for doing

what I did, I honestly don’t know what c@m£ over me. I guess I was

devastated at the thought of Saint being with someone else that I let my

emotions get the best of me. I can’t seem to fathom what I was thinking

when I did what I did yesterday, plea-se you guys should temper justice with

mercy. I’m sorry!” Patricia soberly said.



Due to the apology that was tendered, Rose’s heart melted and she

indirectly gave Saint a sign that it was time for them to leave. When he

caught her signal, it gladden his heart to know that Rose was convinced he

didn’t cheat on her. He took a de-ep breath and looked at Patricia

afterwards. “Thank your stars I have suddenly calmed down because the anger

I c@m£ here with this evening wasn’t a joke. plea-se stay away from my

relationsh!pbecause the next time you try something shady like this again,

I will deal with you the way you deserve to be dealt with. If I were you,

the first thing I would do when I get inside is to pick your phone and

delete those pictures you took of me because if I ever see it anywhere

again, I will sue you for defamation of character and blackmail. Don’t just

try me because I would make sure you don’t go unpunished like you are being

left to go scot-free now. Have a nice life and leave me alone” He added and

beckoned on Rose to get into the car. Before Patricia could blink her eyes,

they zoomed off.



It was such a humiliating day for Patricia because she felt like a fool for

pu-lling such stunt. The fact that Rose still didn’t utter a word as

everything went down, drove her crazy and made her feel more embarr@ssed.

For fear of being sued and in more trouble, she deleted the nûd£ pictures

from her phone immediately she entered inside her house.

On the other hand, Rose couldn’t st©p staring at Saint as they drove back

to her house. de-ep down, she felt a bit guilty for not trusting him

initial, but who could blame her? I mean the whole thing looked absolutely

convincing. As she stole glances at him, he didn’t want to look towards her

direction and pretended to be focused on his driving.

After about a hour later, they arrived at Rose’s house. Saint didn’t want

to alight from the car and enter inside her house because it was alre-ady

late and he needed to head to his house too. Rose was feeling really bad

and didn’t want to get down from the car. She needed to work things out

with her man in order for their relationsh!pnot to get affected by the

incident that just happened.

“Baby I’m sorry for not trusting you, I’m so sorry for talking to you

rudely this morning and also for not greeting you when you c@m£ this

evening. I’m sorry my love” Rose calmly said. Saint looked into her eyes

and smiled faintly. “It’s not your fault sweetie, I would have reacted same

way if I were in your shoes. I want you to know that I love you and would

never ever cheat on you. I rather walk away from this relationsh!pthan

cheat because cheating would only make me look like the old Saint; of which

I never want to be again. I actually commend the way you handled things

because it isn’t as bad as you think. I love you and want you only. I have

to go now, see you tomorrow” he said and pe-cked her on the cheek.

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The pe-ck Saint gave to Rose wasn’t enough because at that moment, she

wanted a large piece of him. She held his shi-t and k!$$£d him on thel-ips.

They k!$$£d p@ssionately for a while before she alighted from the car and

entered insider her ap@rtment. Rose was grateful to God that her

relationsh!pwith the man she loved wasn’t at risk and was also happy that

he was faithful to her and was committed to what they had.



Apparently, Rose wasn’t the only one that was happy as Saint was equally

happy too. He held his che-st and thanked God that Patricia’s evil plans

weren’t fulfilled. They were both extremely happy and valued their

relationsh!pthe more.

As time went on, their relationsh!pwaxed stronger and bec@m£ more

authentic. The cheating incident that was intended to cause harm actually

made them trust each other more. They bec@m£ more conscious of what either

of them did and were more careful than they used to be.

Have you ever benefited from a cir¢vmstance that was intended to cause harm

to you? Well, at this point it’s safe to say that Rose and Saint’s

relationsh!pbenefited greatly from Patricia’s evil schemes. When two heart

genuinely beats for each other, crisis becomes an elevating ladder in their

relationsh!pand not the other way round.

As time p@ssed by, Saint began to feel the need to wife Rose. The fact that

they were practising abstinence, low-key sped up the whole process. He was

dying to feel her b©dy again and knew that the only way it could be

possible was if he puts a ring on it.

To be fair, Saint also had a lot of reasons why he wanted to wife Rose and

not just because of her b©dy. It had gotten to a point where he knew that

it was either her or no other person. She was his ride or die and was the

only woman that had hvge impact on his life. Saint adored Rose and she

somehow had a great influence on his day to day decisions. It’s safe to say

at this point that they were made for each other.

With each p@ssing day, Saint began to make moves on how he would ask Rose

to marry him. He kept thinking on the perfect time but was finding it

difficult to pick a day. The good thing he did was to buy an engagement

ring, while still contemplating on the perfect time to pop the big

question. Rose was completely unaware of Saint’s plans because he never

gave any clue on what he was up to. The tension continued on his path till

one fateful day.



Turns out that Saint hid the engagement ring in his cupboard; since he

hadn’t made up his mind yet on the perfect time to propose. It happened

that Rose c@m£ around to his house one Saturday afternoon to cook for him.

When she was done cooking, she dished the food for him and went straight to

the bathroom to take a shower.

After bathing, Rose needed a casual cloth to wear since she was still very

much around. She went to Saint’s cupboard to pick one of his singlet

because that’s where he normally kept them. As she searched in the cupboard

for the perfect singlet to wear, her f!ngerst©uçhed a jewellery case so

she picked it up to see what was inside the box.

Immediately the box opened, Rose held her mouth as her heart raced. At that

moment, there were over a thousand thoughts on her head as to why an

engagement ring was in her man’s cupboard. “Oh My God, this isn’t what I

think it is” she shockingly said as she gazed at the ring.

As Rose was lost in thoughts, she didn’t realise that Saint was behind her

observing all that was happening. He actually walked into the room to get

something when he saw her with the ring case. de-ep down, Saint was happy

that Rose found the ring because it only just made things easier for him to

do what he had been nervous to do a long time ago.

“Do you like it?” Saint asked out of nowhere and Rose immediately turned to

see him standing right behind her. Her heart skipped several beats and she

was dumbfounded. Saint figured she was having a h@rd time digesting all

that was happening so in order to make things clear, he knelt down and held

her hands with his sweaty palms.

“Baby, I know you are shocked and didn’t see this coming but I wanted to do

this a while back but was too nervous on what the outcome would be so I

held back. If there’s anyone I want to spend the rest of my life with, then

it’s nob©dy but you. We started off on a very rou-gh path but just look how

far we have come. It has gotten to the extent that I can’t function

properly without you. I would never trade our past experience for anything

because that’s the foundation of what we have today. I love you so much and

want you to be the mother of my children. Roseline Jacobs, will you marry

me?” Saint soberly asked.

The atmosphere was clouded with an out pour of emotions that Rose didn’t

know when she started tearing up. She held her heart and looked into

Saint’s eyes. Joy like never before filled her heart and the bu-tterflies in

her stomach wouldn’t st©p dancing. With tear of joy in her eyes, she said a

gentle “Yes” and handed the ring over to him to in-sert it on her f!nger.

Immediately Saint inser-ted the ring on Rose’s f!nger, she k!$$£d his

forehead and happily screamed; “Yes babe! We got this on Lock!”

Everyone deserves a second chance and should be given one if they genuinely

repent from something wrong they did in the past. Don’t be in a hurry to

stigmatise someone because change is constant.



Always endeavour to live your truth and not a lie because being fake would

only do you more harm than good. As you go throu-gh this life, make sure

that the foundation of anything you ever want to stand the test of time is

built on truth, because that’s the surest insurance you can stake the

survival of that thing on.

Sometimes, it’s good to lose your cool when someone has stepped on your

toes long enough, because your reaction might just be the perfect medicine

that person needs, in order to turn a new leaf.

In all, endeavour to be slow to anger and not be in a hurry to confront

your p@rtner when faced with trials like unfaithfulness. A simple

conversation and proper communication can solve a whole lot in

relationsh!ps. Don’t forget to love with all your heart when you eventually

find that special someone because we don’t have forever on this earth. Give

love your best sh0t when that time finally comes!


End of Story!