A routine training session. A conversation that lingers. And two people discovering that first impressions rarely tell the full story.
By the time Chinwe finished her dinner, she realized she had stopped paying attention to the food. It was Tunde. Or rather, the way talking to him felt like sitting on a low wall at dusk, legs swinging, worries temporarily forgotten. How do you meet someone and in the next one hour it already feels…
Chinwe’s cab wound its way through Kano’s busy streets, the city alive with movement, lights flickering off shop fronts and streetlamps. She pressed her face lightly against the car window, taking in the unfamiliar environment, the smell of roadside suya mingling with the evening air.
She felt the tension in her shoulders beginning to loosen.…
A story of grit, passion, love and desire all locked into 1 heart. It’s an experience of a lifetime.
Obedience is weird sometimes. Like, sometimes it’s easy. You see what to do, it makes sense, and you just… do it. But other times? It’s not easy at all. It’s confusing. It’s scary. And honestly, it can feel unfair.
I remember this one time I had to make a choice and I didn’t get it.…
I’ve fantasized about this website for as long as I can remember.
