February 27, 2019 at 3:55 pm #1294305marcus VictoriaMember
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The Benjamin mansion felt a little bit silent to Elena, though her father was still around. Her sisters had found love and Cassie was getting married to the King in a month. She felt empty and alone. Elena wasn’t used to this sort of life. She began to miss her mischievous mother whom she had refused to call since learning of her involvement in Cassie’s kidnap.
Unlike her older sisters, Eno and Cassie, Elena had short hair. She’d taken her father’s gene. She wasn’t comfortable in wearing a low-cut, so she made use of silky weaves most of the time. And she could afford the expensive ones because of the little cash she’s started earning from her blog.
Elena sighed and stared outside the window. The street was swallowed up in serenity and darkness. The stars were scanty, such that she could even count them. The moon wore a frown, and refused to reveal her true beauty to the universe. Elena wasn’t pleased with the night, she usually penned down some things on her blog at midnight. But she had a splitting headache, and a haunting feeling that something bad was about to happen.
She decided to distract herself a bit by thinking about her sisters. Elena smiled as she thought about Eno, and her man, Sam who turned out to be the Mask. Sam had confessed to her sister on the night of Valentine. Eno had been terribly shocked. She had walked out on him and ran home to share the news with Elena; who advised her to love Sam the way he was.
People who openly confess their sins without being persuaded or forced are truly repentant. Sam was an example. Elena had always known there was something more about him that met the eye. She told Eno about her suspicions of Sam, and it made her sister very surprised.
“Smart ass,” she earned a nickname from then. Eno had accepted Sam and his past. They’d both moved back to Iowa two weeks after Valentine. And from all the pictures they shared online, Elena had a strong feeling that her sister was happy.
Eno wasn’t the only one that found love; Cassie’s love story was the greatest. She had fallen deeply for King Yemi Lasisi; the youngest billionaire in Africa. He cherished her greatly and helped her get admission into a fashion school in Paris. Currently, they were vacating in the Islands of Montenegro. Cassie had found love and fulfillment.
‘Wedding bells,’ Elena smiled sadly and closed her window. She hadn’t heard from her brother, Elvis, for a long time. It seemed something had taken him off the radar. She couldn’t contact him, and she missed him greatly. Elena didn’t keep friends, so this new life without her sisters around was strange to her.
She returned to her bed and turned on her laptop immediately. She always had a ten articles target for a day. She decided to do only five before catching some sleep. Before now, Elena had occupied herself by carrying out a research on Aniekan Umo, a famous techno billionaire who spent most of his time in America. The technocrat was famous for video games creation. He had made a lot of money from designing video games and websites for the same to be bought or freely downloaded.
One of his games, Luciferon, was downloaded by a million people five hours after release. It was this game that Elena had written a piece on. The video game was a battle of all ages and realms. It was a fight between demons, humans and all sorts of magical creatures.
Elena had noticed a similarity in character and theme song of Luciferon to another video game which was designed by Kayla Hales, another famous technocrat. The American woman had released Slay Lords, three years before Luciferon. How come Luciferon had the same theme song and shared some characters of the Luciferon kings
Aniekan Umo had to be a fraud and a thief. In her job as a blogger, she had struggled with plagiarists who would steal her ideas without proper acknowledgement. After a week of research, she had noticed that no one had ever written a piece about the Nigerian Techno billionaire. Elena had a feeling that calling him out would propel her blogging career to the next level.
She dropped the notepad she carried, and quickly clicked on the message box in her computer. Elena’s roundish eyes almost jumped out of their sockets when she realized she had one thousand notifications on her blog. The highest she had ever gotten was two hundred.
‘Something is wrong,’ she licked her lips and clicked the messages. It didn’t take long before Elena realized that her piece on Aniekan Umo’s insincerity to the game world had gone viral. Numerous news outlets were contacting her for more information.
Her heart was thudding heavily. This was too much for her to handle alone. Gaining this kind of attention was all she could ever dream off and getting it through publishing the right information made her success legitimate.
She didn’t need to think twice before hopping out of bed and rushing towards her father’s room.
‘Dad! I made it. My post went viral and I am going to be the next big thing that happened to blogging.’ She would be praised for her honesty and courage for exposing a fraud like Aniekan Umo. The video games expert thought he could just uplift someone’s idea without recompense; she couldn’t wait for his response.
It was just an hour past midnight and her father wasn’t a deep sleeper. This made her wonder why he was hesitant to respond to her call. She was almost close to his bedroom when she noticed that the lights in the parlor were still on.
‘Geez, what a waste,’ She quickly abandoned her announcement and proceeded to turn off the lights first. Owning a prepaid meter for electricity had them very careful about utilizing power. Elena descended the stairs in a rush.
She was on the last case when she noticed that the lights in the parlor were turned on for a purpose. Her heart skipped as she realized robbers had broken into the house and had tied her father to a chair. Elena quickly remembered the ominous feeling that hung in the air, while she had been staring out the window.
Her hands shivered as she stared at the three hefty looking men. They were all dressed in black, and their faces were hidden in masks. How had they broken into the house when everywhere was locked? Why hadn’t her father raised an alarm?
Elena was greatly shocked, she couldn’t even think of the next action to take. If she tried going upstairs for her phone, these men could shoot her or harm her father. She had to comply with them, and hope they wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.February 27, 2019 at 7:33 pm #1294343jummybabeMember
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About time… I can’t wait for the next episodeFebruary 28, 2019 at 7:46 pm #1294577marcus VictoriaMember
You must be the famous Elena…’ One of the masked men rumbled.
Her heart missed a beat at the mention of her name. How had the robber come to know her name?
‘Please release my father. You can take anything you want. Just don’t hurt us, we are good people.’ Her voice cracked as tears began to rush from her eyes
The man who’d spoken scoffed, ‘You insult us. Do you think we are robbers?’ He asked mockingly. Before Elena could think of the right retort, he pulled off his mask and pointed a gun at her.
‘Well…well, you are more beautiful physically than in pictures.’
‘Your brother is going to like her very much.’ The second man who stood next to him laughed.
Elena bit her lower lip, to prevent herself from screaming at these men. She could see an animalistic glint in their eyes, and it terrified her. Who was the other man they were talking about?
‘I haven’t done anything wrong. Please release my father,’ Elena begged.
‘Even the good book reminds us to take an eye for an eye. Did you think you will have peace, after smearing my brother’s name with your lies and cheap desire for fame?’ The first man asked.
Still, she was lost.
‘I don’t understand. I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ she stuttered.
‘You don’t have to. But after this, you’ll learn to confirm your sources before publishing lies.’ He turned towards the other two and snapped his fingers. It didn’t take long, before the men stepped forward and covered Elena’s face with a black bag. Her dad’s effort to stop the men was futile, as they pushed him on the floor and dragged Elena out of the house.
She fought for air. Her screams were swallowed by the darkness and thickness of the bag. She was engulfed in a kind of fear that she had never felt before. And she began to wonder where she had gone wrong. One thing was certain, she had offended someone very powerful and he had come for her.
The white bungalow was a pearl of the night. It glowed like a fine jewel in a hopeless place. The, ‘white house,’ as it was popularly called had been named one of the finest bungalows in Nigeria. It wasn’t just about the painting, but the sophistication in design.
The house had fifty rooms. The roof was erected in a pyramidal shape, which added another kind of beauty to the structure. Chandeliers dropped from the frontage of the house, and to the sides of the building; blue and yellow chandeliers. Their lights clashed sometimes, but their gleam made the house very beautiful.
A man sat on the veranda, staring at the black gate that enclosed the building. A scowl settled on his face as he looked on. He wore a cashmere sweater that was red in color. It rhymed with his chocolate complexion and his light brown eyes. The man was Aniekan Umo, and he had been sitting outside for an hour, since he learned of the news by the blogger who almost smeared his name.
‘Are you still thinking about the blogger?’ Ada Elechi, his lawyer asked. Aniekan had been home, working on a new game as usual. His lawyer’s visit had come as a surprise to him; he sensed that everything wasn’t alright. From the tight corners of her mouth, he was able to discern that there was a problem.
That was when he realized that someone had accused him of intellectual property theft and plagiarism. Ada’s visit was followed by a myriad of calls from his business partners, friends who cared and those who worked with him. It took a lot of convincing to make them believe that he hadn’t stolen someone’s idea when he’d created Luciferon.
‘No, I’m wondering where Ese is. I told him not to step out of this house. We both know he is out of control when he is angry.’ Aniekan briefly glanced down at the face of his golden watch which ticked very fast.
When the news had come, his younger brother, Ese; had been very upset and he had vowed to track the blogger and make her pay for what she had done. Aniekan was angry no doubt, how could one person try to ruin all his efforts? All his life, he had dreamt of being the biggest thing that ever happened to the game world. He was just close to taking the title on a global platform when the blogger had come up with the lies.
‘Ese would be fine. He is not our problem right now. We need to talk about the blogger’. Ada quickly powered her phone, and ran her eyes over the documents she had screen-shot. She had found the name of the blogger and everything else that she needed to know.
‘I hate this blogger for what she has done. What if my business partners and friends didn’t trust me? Her accusations can ruin my career if I wasn’t an honest person.’
Immediately he and Ada had come across the fake news, Ada had quickly gone on all social media platforms to explain what really happened between Aniekan and Kate Haley.
‘She thought she was being smart. People like her want to become rich overnight. She knows that you are a billionaire; she probably thought you were guilty…’ Ada trailed off as she stumbled on a detail that would prove useful.
Aniekan laughed, ‘Are you saying if I were guilty that she would’ve blackmailed me’? He had heard of bloggers publishing untrue stories about people. He never knew the gravity of their offence, and he never knew he would be a victim.
Ada nodded, and raised her eyes to meet him. They were filled with mischief.
‘Our darling blogger would be the King’s In-law very soon. I think she can afford to pay the damages I have in mind.’ Without wasting time, Ada fetched the brown briefcase that was next to her. She opened it, and retrieved a pen and some papers.
She was one of the smartest lawyers in town, and Aniekan hadn’t made a mistake of hiring her.
‘What are you doing’? He wondered what his lawyer was up to.
‘Making us more money’, Ada smiled and began to scribble on the white sheets.
Aniekan wasn’t satisfied with her answer, ‘Can you explain that better? And what King are you talking about’?
Ada gritted her teeth, irked by his disturbance, but he was still her boss and she had to explain things to him.
‘The blogger’s name is Elena Benjamin. She is twenty four years old and in her final year. One of her sisters is in a serious relationship with the King of Lagos. And we both know that Oba Adeyemi Lasisi is one of the most powerful kings in Africa.
I want Elena to pay for what she has done to you. If you were guilty, you would’ve lost everything tonight. I want her to pay for the damage she has caused in the amount of fifty million naira. At least, someone in her class should be able to afford that’. Ada winked and focused on what she had been writing.
Aniekan scoffed, he hadn’t thought along those lines. He didn’t even know much about the blogger except now. Well, Ada had never led him astray, so he would stand by her decision to make the blogger payFebruary 28, 2019 at 9:45 pm #1294617Mhiz LilygoldMember
Please continue…. This is gonna be a long rideFebruary 28, 2019 at 10:26 pm #1294622February 28, 2019 at 10:33 pm #1294625
is this how the Benjamin’s girl are going to find their respectives love?? through illegal abduction?… because I know for sure that’s Elena love routeFebruary 28, 2019 at 10:45 pm #1294630