𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✔

Chapter 11. ♠️

I was tight lipped, trying my best not to talk back. She knew my weakness, yet she still pushed me. I groaned mentally, as all attention was on me now. I searched for the right  words and pronunciation, so I could translate my question to Yoruba. I released the air I didn't know I was holding before I cleared my throat and said.

"So baami ibo le ti fe se ayeye figbaga ti emmanuella ye ge ni opin ose family yi "
Translation: So dad where are we going to celebrate Emmanuella wining the tournament this family weekend

My dad chuckled in his deep black american accent, yes he is black american and my mom is biracial but we are all Nigerians because my mom's father is Nigerian, and so is my dad's, like me, his Yoruba is not so great. He also tried his best to reply me in Yoruba just to please my mom.

"Ma yo ara e lenu Iyalenu ni"
Translation : Do not worry about it, its a great surprise.

I smile at him, as we all continued eating and gisting in Yoruba, much to my dismay. Soon enough, we were done and we began packing our things to leave for the family weekend. I made sure all my essentials were packed in one big luggage, well not too big because I knew Addie and Emma wouldn't help me lift it let alone carry it. I adjusted my naturally full afro before I touched up my face a little, and wore my white denim jump suit. I looked in the mirror of my walk-in closet, satisfied with my look, I went downstairs to my family.

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW

I squealed in excitement when we removed the blindfolds, to find ourselves at the shore of Lekki Leisure Lake

"Ahhhhh!!! dad, this is so cool how did you....? when did you.... ? Gosh, we love you!!!! "

He giggled at my response before saying,

"Calm down, Addison, lets get settled in first, okay?"

We all settled in. Thirty minutes later, we were back at the shore in our different swimming outfits. I didn't want to swim, because the sight of the water was terrifying, so I stayed as far away from the water as possible, while my sisters went water skiing with my parents.

Once we were done skiing or rather I finished watching them ski, we had a round table lunch with other families, getting to know each others and I was glad to make a friend, as i wasn't really emotionally ready to be in any form of relationship, not after what happened 4 years ago.

We all got back to our room, in time for a nap, after which, we'd be up for karaoke that night. When I awoke, I dressed against the cold, with my handy denim jacket, for when it became too cold. Hell, it was cold, as expected during the rainy season, and definitely the wrong time to be on the beach but oh well, what the heck. I applied a little blush mascara and the right amount of lip balm, just to keep my lips moist, after which, I stepped out to join the karaoke.

Emmanuella POV

It was time of karaoke and I was loving it, my new friend was singing along to one of Davido's songs. It sort of reminded me of a certain Adeleke that captured my heart 4 years ago and till now he still hold my heart dear.

I shrugged off the thought as I tried to savor the moment. Mom was next, then Zoey sang her heart out to 'jealous' by Fireboy, though she mixed up a few line, as it wasn't her kind of music but she tried her best to sing along. This made it more fun as I couldn't stop laughing at all the mistakes she made.

After a while, someone I didn't notice started making a scene because she wanted to get a turn by all means. She did a karaoke to Jonny Drille's 'wait for me', dancing seductively, in front of my father with her big breasts almost falling out.

I gagged at the sight of this, expecting someone to end this madness as she was about to put her slutty lips on my fathers firm rigid ones. Lucky for my dad who looked too shocked to do anything , my mom swung into action yanking her by her braids, to put as much distance between this stranger and my father.

My mom demanded an explanation. I hope it wasn't what I feared, as I closed my eyes, tightly hugging my self closely hoping this madness would end. My mind began wondering as It was getting clouded with dark thoughts.

How did my father even know her in the first place?
Where did they meet?
Who is she?
Why does she look so familiar?
who was she to my father?

A concubine? A mistress? A slut?

What ever she was, I guess we were about to find out, as this woman in question was still throwing herself at my dad. He stood there mortified, too stunned to stop her and assure his wife that he knew not this woman who was ruining our family weekend.

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