Aunty Stop Touching episode 21

πŸ”žAUNTY 😏
STOP TOUCHING πŸ₯’

CHAPTER 21πŸŽ‰

A STORY BOLDLY WRITTEN BY PETER’S GRACIOUS ✍🏻

πŸ”žFOR MATURE MIND ONLY πŸ”ž

EMEKA
The club was bubbling, with disco lights circulating the whole clubhouse.

Different sugar mummies were seen with their sugar boys.

Some who were older or younger than me were seen with their respective sugar mummies dancing.

After drinking some alcohol with Madam Cassandra giving me a lap dance, Madam Cassandra excused herself to go have a phone conversation.

Just then, I stood up to go take some air outside. I got outside, stood beside Madam Cassandra’s car, brought out a cigarette from my pocket, and a lighter to light it when I felt a cold palm tap my shoulder, instantly sending cold shivers down my spine.

I quiver in shock. I could swear no one was beside the car aside from me. I turned around and saw a pale-looking lady in white standing right next to me.

You asked, “How did you get here?” trying to hide my fears, but she ignored me. “You’re destined for greater things. Go home to your mother, young boy.

Go home and take her away from that house which was given to you by Cassandra.

If you dare step your foot inside that club again, then your life will never be the same again. You will become a walking corpse.

A word is enough for the wise,” she said and vanished.

Instantly, I felt as if I was hallucinating. “Maybe I’m overthinking things lately, because I had been planning on how to leave this dirty game,” I thought, lit up my cigarette, and began smoking it, lost in thought.

“Ahah, Emmy, you’re here, what are you doing outside? The party is just starting,” Madam Cassandra said walking towards the car. “Just came to receive air,” I said.

“Oh, come, let’s go back inside,” she said and held my hands, trying to take me inside.

“I want to go back home, my mom just called that she’s emm… Sick.” I stutter.

“But we just got here?” She whines.

“I know but I have to go now.” I said.

“I can send some of my men to go take your mum to the hospital, if that’s the problem.” She insisted.

“She said she need me back home.” I persisted.

“Ok then, let me book a cab for you.” She said bringing out her phone from her pocket.

Just then she looked at me and our eyes met.

WRITER’S POV

immediately, Emeka’s eyes met with Cassandra.. a red flame came out of CASSANDRA’S eyes and went into Emeka’s eyes.

Instantly
“What are we doing outside here? We should be inside the club.” Emeka told Cassandra.

” Yes sure, but I thought you wanted going home?” Cassandra asked stylishly.

“Did I no, how can I say a thing like that when I aren’t done groofing Emeka said.

“Ok then we should go inside then.” Cassandra said leading him inside.

Immediately Emeka got inside… He became shocked by the sight before him.

Most of the people in the club aren’t who he saw earlier… But they all were walking with their head instead of leg.

Frightened.. He looks at Cassandra and also he was shocked to see a different face.

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Meanwhile

At home

Beatrice Emeka’s mom, was having a strange feeling. He tried sleeping but each time she closed her eyes to sleep she sees some strange faces dragging Emeka to a newly dug grave.

And immediately she woke up light her candles bringing out her anointing oil πŸ›’οΈ and Bible to pray.. but she got distracted by of a strange noise of a crying baby.

TBC

What did you think is going on?”

We are gradually getting to the end

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