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    jennybayjennybay
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    i need your comments guys

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    Always add the episode numbers

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    @bayjenny add episode numbers so that it will be easy for admins to create the link for you

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    this is my first time of writing story here

    I will post the episode
    thanks

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    Loving This Story Already Next Pls

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    contract episode 5

    She just hoped she would get the job after
    all the trouble she went through just to get
    to Mr. Ademi’s office.
    She was still nervous about seeing him
    again. She had to admit, he was very
    attractive. She had no idea who he was and
    she was very rude, but still, he offered her a
    job; so he was nice too.
    She shook her head trying to get rid of her
    thoughts. Who cared if he was handsome or
    nice? She just needed the job. She had a bill
    to pay.
    She walked up to the reception where a
    man was sitting there clicking away on a
    laptop. She mustered enough courage and
    walked up to him with a polite smile.
    “I’m here to see Mr. Ademi.” She said with a
    strained smile. He looked at her with
    suspicion. He gave her a curt nod and
    asked, “Do you have an appointment?”
    “He gave me his card?” She said unsure and
    then placed her purse on the table. She
    started rummaging through it, obviously
    frustrated and the man rolled his eyes at
    her. After bringing out her lip gloss, phone,
    a gum wrapper, her C.V, and some scraps
    of paper, she brought out the rumpled card.
    “Here it is.” She smiled triumphantly and he
    grunted in response while eyeing the card.
    “31st floor. Meet his secretary.” He grunted
    rudely and looked back at his laptop without
    waiting for her reply.
    She looked at him in surprise. Weren’t
    receptionists supposed to be friendly? He
    obviously hated his job.
    Ignoring his attitude, she walked towards the
    elevators. She passed the one that read,
    ‘Private’, and went to the other one.
    When she got to the 31st floor, she
    assessed her surroundings. The secretary’s
    desk was by the window blinds and a comfy
    couch was opposite her. There was a
    chandelier in the middle and the room had a
    homely look. He obviously didn’t bother with
    extravagant designs.
    She walked up to the secretary, with a
    polite smile. If she could get past the rude
    receptionist, she could get past the woman.
    Besides she looked nice enough. She was a
    robust woman who looked like she was in
    her late thirties. She had a pair of glasses
    on, and her hair was braided and pulled into
    a bun.
    She looked up at Abena as she saw her
    walk in. With a raised eyebrow, she asked,
    “Do you have an appointment?” Abena drew
    in a breath.
    “Not exactly, but Mr. Ademi gave me his
    card, said I should come on Monday morning
    for a job interview.” She explained
    sheepishly.
    “Your name?” The woman asked with a
    straight face.
    “Abena Omotosho… ma’am.” She said trying
    not to show that she was intimidated.
    “He didn’t mention anything like that.” The
    woman said narrowing her eyes at Abena
    suspiciously.
    “He didn’t even ask for my name.” She gave
    a forced laugh.
    “So…” The woman looked up from her
    laptop.
    “Please, I really need this interview. It’s very
    important. He said he’ll see me.” Abena
    pleaded and the woman’s expression
    softened.
    “Okay. I’ll send you in when he’s finally free.
    But that’ll take a very long time.” The
    woman warned.
    “No problem. Thanks. I’ll wait.” Abena let
    out a breath she didn’t know she was
    holding. She slumped wearily on the couch
    and before she knew it, she fell asleep.
    “Miss, Miss, Mr. Ademi would see you now.”
    Abena opened her eyes and blinked.
    Suddenly she remembered that she slept off
    while waiting for him. She rubbed her eyes
    and nodded at the secretary. She checked
    the time, 2pm! How long did she wait for
    this appointment?

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    CONTRACT episode 6

    As she straightened her clothes and hair,
    she reminded herself that the wait was
    worth it because she would get a well
    paying job.
    She strode into the office with the little
    confidence left in her. “Good morn-
    afternoon sir.” She smiled politely and he
    gestured for her to sit down.
    His office was huge. The room had a cool
    look. His table was in the middle with two
    chairs in front of it and his own chair at the
    other side. She saw the door to the
    bathroom at one side, and a kitchen at the
    other side. The blinds were closed and the
    air from the A.C hit her unexpectedly.
    She sat down opposite him and handed him
    her C.V. He gave it a cursory look before
    looking at her. “Abena? That’s-”
    “Ghanian.” She cut in confidently. He
    nodded before looking back at the C.V.
    “You finished university on part time?” He
    asked.
    “Yes. I had to.” She shifted uncomfortably in
    her seat and rubbed her sweaty palms
    against her trousers.
    He dropped the C.V on the table and stood
    up. He sat down on the table just in front of
    her.
    “How old are you?” He asked.
    “22.” She replied with confusion. Wasn’t that
    included in her C.V, and why was he seating
    so close to her? She was already nervous
    and he was making it worse.
    “You look 19.” He muttered.
    “What?” She asked looking up at him.
    “I said you don’t look a day over 20.” He
    quickly said.
    “Oh.” She looked down.
    “How’s your health?” He asked. “Good. I
    haven’t gotten sick in the past six months.”
    She replied.
    “Miss. Omotosho, or Abena, can I call you
    Abena?” He started and she gestured for him
    to continue. “The job I have for you isn’t at
    the office.” He finished.
    “If it’s at home, I don’t mind. I can clean,
    cook, I’m very neat and organized-”
    He held up a hand to stop her. “I don’t need
    a cook or cleaner. I already have them.”
    “Then what type of job is it?” She asked
    curiously.
    “Don’t overreact. Just hear me out.” He said
    cautiously and she replied with a nod.
    “See, I want you to get pregnant for me.” He
    stated. Her jaw dropped and she stared at
    him in disbelief.
    “What do you take me for? A w---e? I’m not
    going to sleep with you for money?” She
    exclaimed but he still looked calm and
    collected.
    “I didn’t ask you to sleep with me. Trust me,
    I don’t ask women to sleep with me, they
    offer. I dont want you to sleep with me.” He
    said eyeing her with disapproval.
    She suddenly felt self conscious but refused
    to make it obvious. “Why? I’m not pretty
    enough?” She spat out obviously offended.
    “You are. That’s why I chose you, I want my
    daughter to be like you… but more
    sophisticated. You’re not the type of woman
    I would sleep with.” He shrugged ignoring
    the glare she shot him.
    “Back to what I was saying, I’m asking you
    to get pregnant for me. Have my baby for 40
    million naira.”
    “40 million?” Her jaw dropped.
    “Yes. It’s very reasonable, isn’t it?” He
    smirked.
    She realised the kind of offer he was giving
    her and came back to reality. After all the
    trouble she went through just to get to him,
    and then he asks her to get pregnant for
    him! What did he take her for? A baby
    producing machine?
    Burning with anger, she stood up and her
    palm cracked against his cheek. He stared
    at her in surprise, but she ignored him while
    muttering some Yoruba profanities before
    slamming the door.

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    CONTRACT episode 6

    As she straightened her clothes and hair,
    she reminded herself that the wait was
    worth it because she would get a well
    paying job.
    She strode into the office with the little
    confidence left in her. “Good morn-
    afternoon sir.” She smiled politely and he
    gestured for her to sit down.
    His office was huge. The room had a cool
    look. His table was in the middle with two
    chairs in front of it and his own chair at the
    other side. She saw the door to the
    bathroom at one side, and a kitchen at the
    other side. The blinds were closed and the
    air from the A.C hit her unexpectedly.
    She sat down opposite him and handed him
    her C.V. He gave it a cursory look before
    looking at her. “Abena? That’s-”
    “Ghanian.” She cut in confidently. He
    nodded before looking back at the C.V.
    “You finished university on part time?” He
    asked.
    “Yes. I had to.” She shifted uncomfortably in
    her seat and rubbed her sweaty palms
    against her trousers.
    He dropped the C.V on the table and stood
    up. He sat down on the table just in front of
    her.
    “How old are you?” He asked.
    “22.” She replied with confusion. Wasn’t that
    included in her C.V, and why was he seating
    so close to her? She was already nervous
    and he was making it worse.
    “You look 19.” He muttered.
    “What?” She asked looking up at him.
    “I said you don’t look a day over 20.” He
    quickly said.
    “Oh.” She looked down.
    “How’s your health?” He asked. “Good. I
    haven’t gotten sick in the past six months.”
    She replied.
    “Miss. Omotosho, or Abena, can I call you
    Abena?” He started and she gestured for him
    to continue. “The job I have for you isn’t at
    the office.” He finished.
    “If it’s at home, I don’t mind. I can clean,
    cook, I’m very neat and organized-”
    He held up a hand to stop her. “I don’t need
    a cook or cleaner. I already have them.”
    “Then what type of job is it?” She asked
    curiously.
    “Don’t overreact. Just hear me out.” He said
    cautiously and she replied with a nod.
    “See, I want you to get pregnant for me.” He
    stated. Her jaw dropped and she stared at
    him in disbelief.
    “What do you take me for? A w---e? I’m not
    going to sleep with you for money?” She
    exclaimed but he still looked calm and
    collected.
    “I didn’t ask you to sleep with me. Trust me,
    I don’t ask women to sleep with me, they
    offer. I dont want you to sleep with me.” He
    said eyeing her with disapproval.
    She suddenly felt self conscious but refused
    to make it obvious. “Why? I’m not pretty
    enough?” She spat out obviously offended.
    “You are. That’s why I chose you, I want my
    daughter to be like you… but more
    sophisticated. You’re not the type of woman
    I would sleep with.” He shrugged ignoring
    the glare she shot him.
    “Back to what I was saying, I’m asking you
    to get pregnant for me. Have my baby for 40
    million naira.”
    “40 million?” Her jaw dropped.
    “Yes. It’s very reasonable, isn’t it?” He
    smirked.
    She realised the kind of offer he was giving
    her and came back to reality. After all the
    trouble she went through just to get to him,
    and then he asks her to get pregnant for
    him! What did he take her for? A baby
    producing machine?
    Burning with anger, she stood up and her
    palm cracked against his cheek. He stared
    at her in surprise, but she ignored him while
    muttering some Yoruba profanities before
    slamming the door.

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