Dangerous Love

Chapter 27

This chapter is dedicated to chidinmairene Happy Birthday in Arrears to you sis 🥰🥰 I'm really sorry this is coming so late. But this is to let you know, you are in my heart and you are loved by this fine writer 😁😄

Less than an hour, they were back to Lagos again. Ara wished she could still enjoy the luxury at Abuja, but then, it was good to be back to Lagos again.

"Oh my God, Ara! Look at you!" Grace laughed staring at Ara unbelievably at how suddenly Ara was glowing. She dragged Ara inside as she received her from the door immediately Prince Ire ran upstairs to his room. Grace played with Ara's cheeks that looked more chubby. "Ara has turned fat in how many days. Girl, where is the gist?"

Ara couldn't help the little laughter that left her mouth. She knew Grace was a gist addict, holding Ara really tight so as not to slip away from her at all. Though she was tired and wanted to embrace her bed, Ara knew she couldn't. It was obvious they were really happy to have her back and she wanted to spill the gist too. So badly. "Momma how far now?" Ara greeted Sewa who snatched her bag the moment she walked in, searching the bag and nodding her head to reply Ara. Sewa drew out the half bottle of fanta Ara left in her bag. She was actually thirsty and Instantly craved for it. She unscrewed the cover, raised the bottle to her mouth and emptied the orange liquid straight in her mouth.

Ara laughed. "Momma, that's your Prince fanta. Get ready to write a statement."

Grace unable to swallow her laughter, she hit Ara. "Ara just imagine him come down and saw Sewa with that drink?"

The two ladies burst out laughing, but suddenly, Grace mimicked Prince Ire's look, standing erect. "How do you explain that drink in your hand? With whose permission did you take that?"

Everyone burst out laughing watching  Grace suddenly turned to a comedian. Grace spoke up again. "Aunty Momma," she called and laughed. "Sewa you get mind o. You really finished it."

"He will soon call you now. Keep shouting." Sewa threw the empty bottle, aiming at Ara's buttocks. "Don't tell me half Fanta is what you brought for us?"

Ara laughed. "After the gist."

Facing Grace whose ears were popped open, Ara started, telling them in a rush but Grace was actually enjoying it just like that. "Your Prince was actually nice though." Ara blushed remembering the moments Prince Ire was really dear to her. "He even bought me one book like that." Ara laughed at the thought. "Was it the cow skin we ate together. If I tell you what happened that day self. . ."

"Oya, oya... Drop that gist too."

Ara laughed. But suddenly, she noticed Grace kept mute and started blinking her eyes at her. Ara thought that was another joke from Grace. She made fun of her instead. "This one you are now blinking your eyes, what happen to you?"

Grace realized Ara didn't get what she was trying to pass across to her. She immediately brought her hand to her neck scratching it, clearing her voice, hoping Ara would understand this time. "Hmm...hmm..." she squeezed her eyes one after the other.

Ara finally sensed something wasn't right, but it was too late.

"What do you expect?" The figure standing behind Ara spoke. "Poor bitch!"