Exaggerated Realities
He didn’t just butter my bread, He gave me tea to go with it. The tea was laced with plenty milk and sugar. LOL. This red Range Rover Evoque pulled over beside me. I know it was nyash he saw that made him stop. When he came down from the car, I wanted to melt. This one was proper Nutella; tall, dark and handsome. Just like fine wine, his sexy torso was so visible from body hugging Ralph Lauren t-shirt. He smelled very expensive.
Osheyyy… I finally found a way out. Firstly I tried snooping out the rich boys on Instagram and that one didn’t work. When I am not a witch, how will I know which handle belongs to a rich man? Meeting a man online was definitely not working so I had to find him offline and definitely not on this dry mainland. God forbid. I would go to the Island, on a Friday night. I can’t be searching for man on a Monday morning. Where I wan see am?
Hi. My name is Naya. But my parents call me Ifunaya and I hate it, but I dare not correct them. They will kill me. I am 23 years old. Beautiful, brainy and a body to die for. I am a recent graduate of Mass Communications from the prestigious University of Lagos. I am going to take you on an interesting journey, one that earned me the title, ‘The Lagos Side Chick’.
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