IN LOVE WITH NARCO❤️: EPISODE 1

 

“You are fired", my boss said as he walked out in annoyance while I stood, transfixed in shock and couldn't believe my ears. I turned around only to realize that Mike, my boss was almost reaching the driveway and as I tried to run after him, I couldn't run fast because of my heels so I pulled them off. I was able to stop him just as he was about to open his car door.

   "Sir, please hear me out", I panted.

 "Really? What do you have to say? I can't believe my secretary works as a stripper in this filthy club. Do you even know how embarrassed I was when my friends saw you back there? Take a good look at yourself, you are not different from a slut! Come to the office tomorrow and clear your desk", he finished as he gave me a disdainful look and entered his car.

  I ran after his car but the driver drove so fast that I couldn't reach him. My head, in fact my whole body was in a frenzy and I didn't know what to do anymore as I broke into tears.

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  This morning, my landlady, madam Rose, a chubby dark skinned, middle-aged woman, came to demand for the house rent and I gave her my word that I would pay tonight. But, in order to do that, I had to accept the job Clara offered me. She is the only who has got my back since my twin brother, George passed away.

 Whenever I think of my situation, I can't help but blame George for it. Before he passed away two months ago, George got himself involved with some drug dealers. He messed up one of their operations and was compelled to pay ten million naira for the loss. It was either that or death, they threatened.

 I don't blame him for attempting to escape their wrath when couldn't pay because he didn't have much of a choice. However, in his attempt to escape, they got a hold of him and he was taken to their hide out. He made a second attempt to escape and it went well. Unfortunately, there was a shoot out on the streets the night he got out and he got shot in the pandemonium.

"How do I know all these?"  While I was still mourning my brother's death, someone knocked on my door. A strange handsome man with full beards and jet-black eyes dressed in a vintage shirt and jeans was who I saw. He reached out to his back pocket and handed me an envelope.

" I'm Andrew, and I am so sorry for your loss. Your brother wouldn't have died if he hadn't tried to play smart. Actually, he owed me a huge amount of money before he passed away so as his sister, I expect you to settle his debts. Don't you dare  run away from me or call the police if you don't want to end up like your brother", he threatened. He told me how George got shot and instructed me to open the envelope.

 As I did, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets and it was as though I lost my voice. I opened my mouth to express the extreme shock and anger that engulfed me at the same time but I couldn't form syllables let alone words. What I saw...

to be continued...

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