SAVING MY MARRIAGE

SAVING MY MARRIAGE CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 11 (The Deal)

'Linda's POV'

It’s been two weeks now, and Mr. Tony has yet to fulfill his part of the agreement. It’s like I don’t even exist in the house, and he doesn’t give me even the briefest of looks. His wife, Sandra, has been incredibly kind to me, though. She’s a calm and gentle person.

They seem so in love, and Mr. Tony is positively obsessed with his wife. 'Maybe she cast some spell on him' I thought to myself.

Mr. Tony is indeed a handsome man, and I can’t help but fantasize about him fulfilling his part of the deal. But I must tread carefully, I thought, tempering my desires. Seducing him could backfire, and I don’t want to risk being kicked out of the house.

One night, as I laid in bed, the door suddenly flew open. There he stood—my messiah, my Mr. Tony. My heart melted as he approached me.

“How are you, Linda?" he asked, his voice firm and devoid of any seductive charm.

"I’m fine, Sir" I replied, subtly shifting my nightwear to reveal my cleavage. Perhaps my subtle gesture would encourage his interest.

"I only have ten minutes to spend here" he said, sitting down on my bed.

Who in their right mind would think a woman would be satisfied with just ten minutes? Still, I wasn’t about to complain. When opportunity knocks, you open the door. We got it on—quickly. I moaned and prayed he wouldn’t pull away, but he did, and left without even looking back.

I stood up, went to my bag, and brought out my trusty dildo. As I thrust the dildo inside me, I moaned his name, picturing him, imagining that he was still here with me, giving me the pleasure I craved.

Five days had passed, and I hadn’t seen Mr. Tony since that quick, unsatisfying encounter. Was this really how babies were made? If this was how he was going to behave, then I wasn’t going to let this pregnancy happen. Even if it did, I would flush it out. I was done being ignored. He’d made a deal with me and he was breaking it. I’d had enough. It was time to remind him of his place.

I sat on the couch, steeling myself for the confrontation that was about to happen. As Mr. Tony arrived home from work, I greeted him.

"Good evening, Linda" he replied, heading towards his room as if I didn’t exist.

"Sir, we need to talk" I said

He turned and looked at me with a questioning gaze, before reluctantly sitting down on the couch next to me.

For the first time since I’d moved in, I had Mr. Tony’s full attention. But his gaze was intimidating, and I found myself stammering as I tried to get the words out.

"Sir, it’s about...the thing..." I struggled.

"Linda, relax" he said, his voice softening. "I don’t bite. Just tell me what’s on your mind."

“Sir, I don’t think you released inside me the other day" I said, unable to hold back any longer. "The s*x was so quick, and I don’t think I’ll be able to get pregnant from that. I know my body". I trailed off, my voice wavering.

Mr. Tony continued to stare at me, his eyes now focused on my mouth, his expression unreadable.

"Have you been pregnant before?" Mr. Tony interrupted, a piercing glint in his eye.

"Yes, sir" I replied, steadying myself.

"And the baby?" he pressed.

"With her dad" I said, my voice remaining firm despite the lie. I knew the truth. I aborted it

"I see" He said, his tone indicating he might not believe me.

"Linda, I’ve heard you out, and tonight I’ll make it up to you" he said, his voice authoritative. "Once you conceive, I’ll give you two million naira, and I promise to satisfy you until then".

I sat there, stunned. Two million naira? It seemed too good to be true. My jaw dropped, my mind racing to process what he’d just said.

"May I have your account details?" he asked, and without hesitation, I recited the numbers.

I watched as he opened his banking app, and within seconds, a notification appeared on my phone. One million naira had been transferred. My gasp was audible, my hand shaking as I verified the amount.

"I’ll transfer the remaining million once I see a positive pregnancy test. Remember, this is a deal between the two of us. No one else can know about this" he added, his voice unwavering.

"Yes, sir" I replied, still reeling from the magnitude of the situation.

"Don’t flush out my baby just because you weren’t satisfied" he muttered under his breath as he made his way up the stairs.

I watched his retreating form, my mind racing. Mr. Tony was a complicated man, He was gentle, sweet, and frustrating all at once.

I couldn’t contain my excitement, so I dashed to my room, grabbed my phone, and immediately dialed my friend’s number.

"Guess what, Omoh? You’ll never believe this!" I exclaimed, bursting into a fit of giggles. "Mr. Tony just offered me TWO MILLION NAIRA if I get pregnant! And he promised to…" I paused then continue ‘satisfy me.’

My friend was speechless.

"You dey joke abi?" Omoh asked, his skepticism evident. "Mr. Tony? The same Mr. Tony wey dey follow him wife like Siamese twins? How you take do am?"

I laughed and filled him in on all the details, from the agreement to the million naira already transferred. My friend was amazed.

"You don arrive o, Linda!" he exclaimed.

“But wait o" Omoh continued. "Make sure you chop am sharp sharp o, incase e fit change him mind."

I nodded, his words resonating with me. "You know say I dey wise now" I reassured him.

"Linda, you sure say you never use im wife charm for am?" Omoh joked.

"You dey craze" I laughed. We talked for length and I ended the call.

That night, as the clock struck eleven, Mr. Tony appeared in my doorway, his presence setting my heart racing. I dashed to him, throwing my arms around his neck in a tight embrace.

He returned my hug with a faint smile.

“Thank you, Mr. Tony" I murmured, removing my towel to reveal my naked body. His reaction was neutral, but I wasn’t deterred.

His strong hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer, as his lips locked with mine in a passionate kiss. He trailed his lips down my neck, and I let out a soft moan, my lips bitten in anticipation.

His hands traveled down, cupping my buttocks as he kneaded them in a way that sent shivers of pleasure through my body.

He swept me up and carried me to the bed, burying himself inside me without hesitation. A satisfied moan escaped my lips as our bodies moved in sync, and this time, he was tender, almost reluctant. But when he tried to pull away, I clung to him, grasping his back as if he were a lifeline.

‘Please’ I pleaded, my voice trembling with desire.

He looked down at me with a mix of pity and surrender, and continued, his movements now driven by a desire to please me.

I could feel the warmth of satisfaction spread through my body as he continued to pleasure me, even though I knew he wasn’t entirely happy about it.

As he finally pulled away, I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me. My legs were like jelly, and I could only manage a nod when he asked if I was okay. But my gaze met his with a look of seduction, and I leaned in to plant a kiss on his lips.

He flinched, pulling away as if my kiss burned him, a look of conflict crossing his face as he left.

I nestled into my pillow, thoughts of a life without Mr. Tony swirling through my mind.

Pregnancy wasn’t just about the money. It was also about the satisfaction he promised. It was part of the deal. I could imagine myself living a life with Mr. Tony satisfying me everyday, but what if it didn’t happen?

These thoughts filled my head as I drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.