Dangerous Love

Chapter 4

Ara who had finally settled in her room was enjoying a cold shower, having the sudden hot temperature she felt on her body to cool down. To say she was not scared by Florence threats was a big lie. 'What has she done? What has she taken from her?' Ara wondered unable to think of why on Earth she was hated by Florence on the first day. First day for that matter. She found it serious, and she better avoid her like a plague.

Everyone thought she was going to be sharing a room with Sewa who was yet to have a partner. But instead, a key to a new room was given to her. She opened the drawer and found new set of clothes, new set of undies, a new towel, bedsheet, and almost everything a lady needed. Ara knew if Sewa had not stopped Florence from talking, she would have said more than what she said to her. She had so much in her that she wanted to burst it all out without regrets.

'oh dear hundred thousand naira, why are you making it hard for me? Can't someone not go through any stress to make money and let me just have you weekly in peace.' Ara whispered to herself, allowing the cold water to run down her tired body.

But then, a reply came from her mind. 'Are you kidding me! People making ten thousand naira monthly are going through worse in this country, talkless of you. You better calculate the money well well. Is hundred thousand naira weekly we are talking about. So you better expect your worse in hundred folds.'

"Because I killed someone shey!" This time, Ara said loudly and laughed at the thoughts running through her mind. She would just have to avoid Florence and make sure nothing brings them together. For Sewa, Ara felt she was still better to talk with and manageable to ask some questions. She believed Sewa doesn't like her as well but Florence was worse, and she'd been taught how to flee from people who don't want you near them.

Ara noticed Sewa looked older. Big stature may be deceiving to make people think certain set of people are older. But for Sewa, her face sold her out even more. Though Ara also has a big stature for a twenty two year-old lady. But for her, it wasn't fatness. It was her shape, her physique, her height. Tall, very fair, full pink lips with a small round dot close to her lips in a dark colour. A tiny waist that brought her hips to limelight. And a long legs that supported her wide firm butt, giving her a triangle, pear body shape. The reason her clothes never sized her sister was because her hip measurement was larger than the other parts of her body.

The body everyone thought was hot and beautiful to look at, the same body which called and submit people's attention to her feet without her asking for it was the same body Ara was shy of. She was almost always feeling embarrassed when people stare at her for no reason.

🎶Parte after Parte, ah yeah... 🎶
     Parte after Parte, ah yeah
    Parte after Parte
   After Parte...
  After Parte, ah yeah

She let her phone rang. Too filled up with her thoughts to pick up her calls. But the caller was an aggressive one. Her phone rang again for the fifth time. She came out of the bathroom naked like she would have done if she forgot to take her towel with her to the bathroom or something she should have taken with her. But this time, she didn't forget her towel. She wanted to still enjoy the shower and continue to think of how her life was going to turn out in the palace she thought was fun and full of enjoyment.

She grabbed her phone before the call could end. It was her sister. And immediately, she knew the reason for the calls that seemed not to end if she had not picked it.