January 20, 2018 at 11:11 pm #1165803MartexyMember
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Who’s demi to u abena0January 21, 2018 at 5:07 am #1165833jummybabeMember
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That joke is Expensive0January 21, 2018 at 5:26 am #1165844ItzprinceModerator
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I feel so sad for Abena, she has passed through alot and getting pregnant for a celeb was the only means of saving little Demi… But, am yet to know who he (Demi) really is to her+1January 21, 2018 at 8:33 am #1165931kingsabintoMember
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Who is Demi?0January 21, 2018 at 10:23 am #1165992
He heard her sniffling in her room, and felt a
pang of guilt.
“I also got you cookies, chocolates, and
more bananas.” He said again.
He heard the door click open and she stood
in front of him, blocking him from entering
“I have to come in with the whole package
Abena.” He said softly and she let him in,
grabbing the bunch of bananas from him.
He chuckled, but kept quiet when she glared
“I’m sorry, I’m such a d--k. I have no filter,
and I say a lot of mean things.” He
“Yes, you do.” She simply said.
“Let me make it up to you.” He offered.
“Sorry, I don’t hang out with my baby daddy.
I don’t want people to think I’m with him for
money…” She gave a sarcastic pause. “Oh,
yes! I am getting paid.”
“Abena, thats unfair. I’m trying to apologize.
I’m sorry I always say the wrong things. I’m
such a bad person to you.” He sighed and
she felt bad.
She looked at the worried look on his
beautiful face and immediately gave in.
He had no idea what he did to her.
“Fine. Apology accepted.” She said grabbing
the box of cookies from him.
A smile lit up his face and the butterflies
returned to her stomach, playing around.
“So, Abena.” He started, attempting to make
small talk. “Why don’t you go out?” Tobi
asked after a while.
“Go out? To where?” She lifted an eyebrow.
“Go out, like to have fun. You always stay at
home, even after I told you that you’re
allowed to leave the house.” He explained.
“People stare.” She said quietly, thinking of
Dr. Karo’s scrutinizing gaze.
“Stare? At what?” He asked confused.
“At me. People stare at me.” She tried to
“I don’t understand.”
“What have you been doing all your life?
“You have no knowledge of how life works
do you?” She asked.
“Just talk Abena.” He said impatiently.
“People stare, when you’re pregnant and not
married, or at least engaged.” She explained
“Why don’t I take you out. Shopping and
stuff. Anything you want.” He offered.
“Really?” Her eyes lit up.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She
squealed, hugging him tightly. He released
himself from her grip and gave her a smile.
I’ll do anything to see that smile on your face
But of course, he didn’t tell her that.
…0January 21, 2018 at 10:25 am #1165994
Abena slumped her shoulders in defeat as
she looked at herself in the mirror, wearing
only underwear. Her closet had been
emptied out and clothes were scattered all
over the room. What was the matter, you
The leggings ripped as she tried to pull them
Her jeans didn’t go past her thighs.
Her shirts were too tight.
Her dresses were suffocating.
Skirts didn’t go past her thighs.
She couldn’t zip up her jumpsuit.
Nothing fit, well except for her sweatpants.
Tobi was taking her out, and she really
wanted to look good. But after trying every
article of clothing in her closet, she was
giving up. Her thoughts were interrupted by
a knock on her door.
“One second!” She yelled and jumped into
her sweatpants. She threw on a random
blouse, and regretted it immediately. It was
“Oya, come in.” She breathed out.
He walked into her room and raised an
eyebrow at the mess. Then his gaze landed
on her and he bit the inside of his cheek to
stop him from laughing.
“You look… nice.” He said slowly.
“You’re a terrible liar.” She said and sat
down on her bed, tears threatening to fall.
“Okay, you don’t look nice. It looks like it’s a
lot of sizes smaller.” He said truthfully.
“That’s because I’m fat.” She said quietly.
“You’re not fat, you’re pregnant.” He tried to
“What’s the difference?” She shouted at him,
wiping the tears that stained her cheek.
“Um… not all fat people are pregnant?” He
said slowly, trying to avoid the wrath of an
hormonal pregnant woman.
“Nothing fits. I’m just so fat now, I don’t
want to be fat. I want to be slim again. I
want my clothes to fit me.” She said.
“So, nothing here fits.” He said.
“You trying fitting into your clothes when
you have a… ball, attached to your
stomach.” She said.
“That’s my baby you’re talking about.” He
joked and she gave a small smile.
He slung his shoulder around her and pulled
her to him. “Abena. You’re not fat, you’re
just pregnant. And you’re a very hot
pregnant woman. I have never seen a
pregnant woman so beautiful.” He whispered
in her hair but she hardly heard a word he
said. She was too busy inhaling his scent,
and staring at his chest.
“Now, this is what you’re going to do. You’re
going to wear your sweatpants, and I”ll give
you one of my shirts, so you can fit your
‘ball’, in it and stop squashing my baby in
these clothes. And then we’ll go shopping.”
He said softly.
“But I wanted to look nice na. I won’t look
nice in sweatpants and a man’s shirt.” She
whined, although the offer of wearing his
shirt was very tempting.
“I think you look exceptionally beautiful in
everything.” He said and her heart skipped a
As he left the room to bring his shirt, Abena
was convinced that he only said that to
make her feel better, but Tobi knew he
meant every word.0January 21, 2018 at 10:28 am #1165996
“Okay. I like this one, and this.” Abena said
as she walked through the store, dumping
every attractive piece of clothing on Tobi.
“When I said that you could shop to your
hearts content, I didn’t mean that you
should make me your shopping bag.” He
said as she dropped a dress on him.
“Well, this is your way of apologizing for
making me fat.” She said, looking through
“You’re pregnant, not fat.” He pointed out
“Okay.” He said calmly. “Why don’t you try
on all of this first?”
She nodded obediently, and he called one of
the shopping assistants. “How can I help
you sir?” She asked, batting her fake
eyelashes at him.
Tobi didn’t seem to notice the flirtatious
smile that the assistant was giving him, or
the amount of ladies that were eye-raping
him in the store.
“Yes, you can. Take all of this first.” He
dumped the clothings on her, causing her to
stumble a little. “I need you to help her out.”
“Of course sir.” She gave a strained smile.
“I’ll see to it that your wife is taking care
Much better , Abena thought. These women
are just treating me like I’m nonexistent, so…
She stared at Tobi in surprise but he just
gave her a wink and followed the assistant
to the changing room.
“Wife, you coming?” He teased and she
glared at him, ignoring her increasing
After a few hours of shopping, Tobi was
tired, but Abena wasn’t.
She held her cone of icecream and her
purse, while Tobi carried all twelve bags of
maternity wear and, after the insistence of
Abena, unisex baby clothing.
“Wait.” She said abruptly.
Tobi stumbled back. He was supposed to be
annoyed. As a billionaire, he didn’t carry
things for people, it was the other way
around. He didn’t like to be told what to do.
But when Abena told him to do something,
he did it, he complained obviously, but he
did it anyway.
“What is it now?” He complained.
“We have to decorate a nursery.” She said,
beaming at him like she just won a million
“No need jare. I’ll get an interior decorator
for that.” He said, dismissing the topic and
walking towards the car to drop all the
“But I want to do it. We should do it. It’s our
baby.” She explained.
“I know, I know. It’s not really mine. But
please, let me do this one thing for my child.
Just one thing. So that I can know that I did
something for my child before I left.”
He looked in her eyes and knew she was
already getting attached to the baby. And
the baby wasn’t even born yet. But there
was nothing he could do. The baby was,
literally, attached to her.
“Okay. But, abeg, stop referring to my
daughter as an ‘it’.” He joked and she rolled
“It’s a fifty-fifty chance jare. Thanks sha.”
She smiled sincerely at him. He smiled back
at her, and his gaze fell to her lips. How
could someone look so… kissable, he
wanted to kiss her, right there.
“Let’s start with paint!” She squealed in
“You’re not going to paint. You could fall
down when you’re painting the top part of
the wall.” He said.+1January 21, 2018 at 12:13 pm #1166044Lonewolf05Member
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Am loving every bit of this story, and am sure Abena will not be able to leave the baby for Tobi once she puts to bed. Its gonna be a difficult moment.0
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