THE CONTRACT
EPISODE 1
The bachelor’s life was easy…
Wait, let me rephrase that. The bachelor’s life for Tobi Ademi was easy.
As the third riche-st man in Nigeria, all he had to worry about was ma-king more money and avoiding his nagging mother.
Every morning, he woke up in his 160 million naira mansion, and went for his morning run around his 75 billion naira estate in Lekki.
After his run, he always made a smoothie, and he never failed to add a little bit of br@ndy to it. Then he would go to work, without having breakfast. After work, he would have lunch, sometimes with his best and only friend or sometimes in the office when the paperwork was too much.
After work, he would go back home, sometimes with a h0t model clinging to his arm, or sometimes alone.
On Saturdays, he hung out at any of his many clubs or at the Quillox Club pla-ying golf; sometimes he was visited by his mother with a young girl behind her. The ageing woman hoped that her son would fall for any of the women she brou-ght to his house.
So you see, Tobi had a routine, and one that wasn’t to be broken, especially not by a nagging wife. He was in control of everything, and that was exactly how he liked it.
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“Guy, I’m going to be late, again, because of you.” Tobi complained as loud as he could while trying to ignore the screaming children in the background.
“Patience is a virtue you lack.” Joseph pointed out.
Joseph was Tobi’s childhood and only friend. They attended the same schools all the way from nursery to university. Now, he was Tobi’s only friend and lawyer.
“Well, forcing crying children to get re-ady for school isn’t something worth my patience.” Tobi retorted.
“So this is why my children hate you.” Joseph mumbled loud enough for Tobi to hear while he struggled with his son, trying to make the five year old put on his shoes.
“You two should get going or you’ll be late.”
Joseph’s wife, Dera, walked in all dressed up for work in a green dress that ended just above her knees.
“You’ll be able to manage?” Joseph asked struggling with his tie not noticing Tobi roll his eyes.
“They are my children, so obviously yes. Now go, before Tobi kills us both.” She joked while helping her husband with his tie.
“Nice to see you too Dee.” Tobi said sarcastically with a hint of humour in his voice.
“I can’t wait for you to get a new car.” Tobi said as they exited the house.
“You’ll definitely miss my company.” Joseph tea-sed.
“I prefer my silence.” Tobi replied dryly.
“Don’t forget to get the milk hun!” They heard Dera call from inside. “I won’t!” Joseph replied.
“Yet they ask why I’m not married.” Tobi muttered as he started the car.
“See, this is why you have no friends, except for the fact that I decided to pity you by giving me mine, you always say the wrong things.” Joseph pointed out.
“What did I say wrong?” Tobi asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Tell me, what’s wrong with marriage now?” Joseph asked.
“Everything. You’re limited to one woman, you have no silence, women talk too much, expect too much and nag too much.” Tobi shrugged nonchalantly.
“What about kids?” Joseph asked curiously.
“What about them?” Tobi asked with his eyes focused on the road.
“Don’t you want any?” Joseph narrowed his eyes at him.
“Yeah I guess. It would be nice to have a little girl. I would have adopted but Mama won’t agree.” Tobi grumbled.
“Ha! Mama! How is she? Did she come last Saturday?” Joseph bur-st into laughter.
“It’s not funny jare. She c@m£ with this fat short woman who kept on ogling me. She was smiling so ha-rd I’m sure her jaw was hurting.” Tobi complained pu-lling up into the parking lot. Joseph’s law firm was just opposite his gigantic office building.
“You have to give that woman a grandchild before she does something you hate more than ugly girls.” Joseph said.
“I know, I know.” Tobi agreed while raising his hands up in surrender and they both walked into his office building. They ignored the greetings of the workers who made way for them as quic-kly as they could.
“It’s not like you can pay someone to have your baby or anything.” Joseph joked.
“Why not?” Tobi said seriously and turned to his friend with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“You’re a genius.” He smiled broadly.
“And you’re joking.” Joseph said rolling hi eyes.
“We’ll talk later. Why are you following me anyway? Your office is across the street.” Tobi asked as they stepped into the elevator.
“I know.” Joseph replied dryly. “I want to see Muna about something.” He added, secretly thankful that his friend had dropped the subject.
“Who’s that?” Tobi asked furthering his eyebrows.
“She’s the head of your Law dep@rtment. Do you even know your employees?” Joseph asked as they walked towards Tobi’s office.
“I have over a million all over Africa… so no.” Tobi boasted and acknowledged Funmi, his secretary.
“Show off.” Joseph grumbled.
Funmi was not the typical secretary. She was in her late thirties, married with four kids and almost overweight; yet Tobi preferred her to any skinny bimbo. She was efficient and loyal. Just what he nee-ded.
“She’s in there.” Funmi st©pped him gesturing towards his office door.
“Who?” Tobi asked startled…
“Eniola. She c@m£. I couldn’t st©p her. Said she brou-ght you breakfast.” Funmi explained apologetically.
Tobi nodded and Joseph had an amused smile on his face.
“Eniola? Who’s she?” Joseph asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Met her at an award ceremony. Now she won’t take a hint and leave me alone.” Tobi gave an exasperated sigh.
“Still don’t want to get married shay.” Joseph chuckled.
“Nope. Can’t stick to one woman.” Tobi said. Joseph opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the sound of Tobi’s office door.
Eniola balanced expertly on a pair of stilettos. She was wearing a turquoise coloured jumpsuit and flashed a smile s£dûçt!velyat Tobi who in return, have a strained smile. She was the daughter of the Oba of Lagos, and nob©dy wanted to piss off the Oba.
“Hey hun.” She purred tou-ching his tie. “I brou-ght you breakfast, your favourite. Yam and egg sauce.” She smiled pu-lling him in before he could utter a word in protest.
When the door was shut, Funmi chuckled and returned to her desk and Joseph smiled in amusement. He turned to leave but reversed as an afterthought
“Wait. What’s his favourite? ” He asked before leaving.
Funmi looked up from her l@pt©p and said with a smile, “Spaghetti Bolognese.”
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I don’t have much time like before again because of my busy schedule, plea-se pardon me for that. This story will be posted 3times in a day, 9am, 3pm and 9pm. The time may not accurate atimes, It may del@yfor like 1hr but u will have it 3times daily. Thanks for re-ading.
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THE CONTRACT
EPISODE 2
Tobi stood impatiently outside the KFC restaurant just a few blocks away from his office. He ignored the excited stares from pas-sersby and the suggestive stares of the women. He was waiting for Joseph so they could have lunch together, but the latter was held up at court. He couldn’t st©p thinking about what Joseph said earlier. Any woman would want to have his baby, and for the right price too. Why didn’t he think about it before?
His thoughts were interrupted by a lady who was arguing with the staff of the restaurant. She wore a faded red dress with fl!pflops and her ebony black hair was packed but had strands falling out.
She was beautiful. Clas-s-less, yes, but beautiful anyway. He didn’t realise when he was smiling obviously amused. She wasn’t exactly his type of woman, but he couldn’t st©p staring.
She sat down on a chair with a scowl on her face. A man c@m£ to talk to her and she glared at him but he didn’t seem to take the hint.
Without thinking, Tobi walked into the restaurant and towards her. Before he could say anything, she stood up and planted a k!sson his cheek.
“There you are! Why did you keep me waiting?” She said then turned to glare at the man. The man looked away with a frown and left.
“Sorry.” The lady turned to him with a shy smile. “I was trying to get rid of him. I told him to leave me alone but he just kept on talking and talking and argh.” She explained with frustration.
Joseph walked in with confusion written across his face and Tobi replied with a shrug.
“You have a littlel-ipstick, on your-” She pointed to his cheek and he chuckled. “No worries.” He said pu-lling out a handkerchief.
“I nee-d to go to the restroom.” Joseph whispered and left.
The girl sat down and brou-ght out her purse. She brou-ght out a notebook and some bills and started writing some things down. He sat down with her and she looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
“I said sorry. You can leave now.” She said dismissing him with her hand..
“I want to sit here. Keep this seat for me while I order.” He said ignoring her comment.
Her stomach grumbled but he pretended not to notice. “Would you like some?” He offered. “I can’t eat it all alone.” He lied.
“Then you shouldn’t have bought it. I’m fine.” She snapped although her gaze lingered at the plate of food longer than it was supposed to. She looked back at her notebook with a serious expression, counting money and writing some things down.
“So, what are you doing?” He asked curiously.
“None of your business. Go seat somewhere else. I’m alre-ady having a bad day.” She said without looking up.
“Anything I can help with?” He offered with a smile tugging at hisl-ips before taking a hvge bite from his chicken. She fought the urge to look up at his food.
“If you can get me a job, then yes.” She murmured but he heard her.
Breathing in nervously, he said, “You nee-d a job? I have a job for you.”
She finally looked at him suspiciously.
“What kind?” She asked and he gave her his card.
Tobi Ademi
CEO
Ademi Group of Companies.
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Her face went pale. She had no idea she was talking to the Tobi Ademi. How could she be so stupid? His face was everywhere.
His name was in every business you could think of. She pretended not to recognize the name and looked at him.
“I’ll be there on Monday morning.” She smiled politely.
“Just show them the card, they’ll let you see me.” He replied with a cheeky smile.
“Thank you.” She stood up to leave, and as an afterthought, she picked a drumstick from his place and bit into it. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow and an amused smile.
“What? You said I could have some!” She said with her mouth full before she walked away.
Joseph walked up to the table and sat down, placing his tray of food gently on the table. “What was that all about?” He asked before taking a spoon of Fried rice.
“She’s perfect.” Tobi stated still gazing at the door even if she had left a moment ago.
“For what? Your wife?” Joseph asked hopefully and Tobi stared at him as if he had grown two heads.
“No you idiot. To have my baby.” Tobi said nonchalantly as though it was a normal thing.
“Where is this going?” Joseph asked carefully. “You didn’t actually take me seriously… did you?” Joseph asked in an alarming voice.
“I actually did. I’ve got it all planned out. See, it’s simple. No woman would refuse an offer to get pregnant for me.” Tobi pointed out with a smug smile.
“Any woman who wants to hold on to her virtue would.” Joseph argued.
“Oh but virtue can be bought, at the right price.” Tobi said still smiling. He looked like a little boy who got an A in his math test.
“No woman would reject that kind of offer, especially when there’s 40 million naira on the line.” Tobi added.
“40m! Are you crazy?” Joseph exclaimed.
“No. Just brilliant.” Tobi shrugged.
Joseph looked at his friend and was convinced he nee-ded to be checked out. “We’ll sign a contract. She gives me my baby. She’ll get 40 million. That girl nee-ds money desperately. She’ll totally jump at my offer.” Tobi’s grin grew wi-der but Joseph just stared at him in surprise.
“And which stupid lawyer is going to draw up that kind of contract?” Joseph asked with a raised eyebrow as they stood up to leave.
“You, obviously.” Tobi stated and walked out.
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“So when would you start drawing up the contract.” Tobi asked Joseph. They were seated in his car, on their way to Joseph’s house.
“As your friend, and lawyer, I would like to sincerely advice you against this very foolish act.” Joseph stated seriously.
“Just give me an answer.” Tobi snapped and Joseph rolled his eyes.
“I’ll get started alright. Just mail me the details.” Joseph gr-unted. He was still very opposed to the idea.
They pu-ll-ed up in front of his house and he kept his l@pt©p inside his briefcase before stepping out. “Did you get the milk?” Tobi called after him. Joseph gro-an ed. “Oh $h!t.
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Abena walked into the hvge building feeling completely out of place. She was wearing a pair of black p@n-t trou-sers and a short sleeved blue bu-tton up shi-t. She was alre-ady sweating because the company was far from where she lived and she had to enter three buses to get there.
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