LOVE IN NIGERIA. #projectnigeria

Fall

TJs POV:

I see ifeanyi walking towards me, he is with ofure, two other ladies and a little girl but my eyes are on only one.

She's wearing mundane colors: black and white, I don't know if what she has on is a weave because it blends so naturally with her hair.

The black halter neck top she has on hugs her beautiful torso and accentuates her thin arms. Her palazzo trousers (palazzo, that's what best friend dupe calls it anyway)clasped her tiny waist, making it look even tinier.

I didn't have a preference when it came to women, I just liked ass. They could be tall, short, fair, dark or whatever; I wouldn't care, so long as they had big, round bottoms. This girl didn't, everything about her body was moderate, but I was still drawn to her; not necessarily sexually, it was more like a pull.

Her eyes are white and clear, pupils as black as charcoal. She has her arms folded, looking around with disinterest, but not once regarding me.

"Omo this is Tj, ifeanyis friend"

"Pleasure to meet you" she focuses her gaze on me as she takes my hand in hers; her grip is strong and firm! And her eyes feel like it's reaching deep into my soul

"You as well" I wonder how I am able to get the words out, without choking. This girl intimidated me, challenged me and scared me all at the same time.

"And this is Egor my friend" I take her friends hand in mine and shake it as well. She had ass, she was my type (or so I used to think) but looking at her in that tight blue dress, curves threatening to burst out from underneath it; nothing in me moved, I wasn't interested. My attraction to Omo was primal; like a wolf that had just found it's mate, I had a dangerous craving for her, a feeling that this was it for me, there would never be anyone else. I had always been an Alpha and now I had found my Luna.

Ofure had game, she probably noticed me starring at her sister because she pulled her friend, ifeanyi and their kid away.

"So, can I get you a drink?"

Omo's POV:
 
He catches my eye before I catch his. He is fine in a way that is a crime, I mean no one should be allowed to look that good.

The moment he notices me, I look away, occasionally stealing glances at him with my side eye. He is hot! and it is making me hot. I want to do bad things with him, to him.

I usually don't do rich kids, they are always spoilt and entitled. Daddy's money made their heads big, they never had to work for anything, so they never appreciated anything. And I had a tribal and physical preference: super skinny guys who were either Ibibio or efik. Tj was neither.

His warm chocolate skin, his muscular body, his high brows and soft looking eyes all screamed innocence! And I couldn't wait to to steal it. I would sure be having him for dinner tonight; but that would be it, after that, I'd be done!

I pinch ofures right thigh from behind, so she could take the hint and leave with ifeanyi, peace and Egor; to give us some privacy. My sister was one bad bitch, she took the hint immediately and left with them.

He asks what I want to drink, I opt for vodka, just because I need something strong if I'm going to stand all these pretentious people; with their sense blocking perfumes and 'decent clothing'; drinking wine so bougily, and flashing their expensive accessories; arrrgh! They made me so mad!

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a hater. I just don't like how unfair the world is: Some have much more than others yet they cannot help; instead they focus on buying expensive shit they don't need to impress people who don't care, it is just plain stupid!