The minute Gabriel stepped into the house late evening after a highly competitive lawn tennis match with his frenemy, Christian Esoghan, he could literally perceive the bottled-up rage accumulated in the particular female expecting his child. He needed no soothsayer to tell him it would blow up in his face the minute he stepped foot into his room.

Pausing briefly at the door, he undid the top buttons of his white polo, then pulled up his shirt exposing his firm abdominal muscles and his lean hips where his black jean trousers hung low. Satisfied with what he saw, he released the fabric and sauntered into the room whistling.

Sizing the room for the expected attack that was engineered to blindside him, he stopped few feet from the bed, accessing all exit points before coming back to rest them on the ticking time bomb poised on the bed watching him.

"Hello, Gabriel. Did you enjoy your outing?"

The sweet, saccharine voice and beaming smile did not fool him, so he dived into the matter at hand.

"The guards told me you nearly engaged them in a fight when they stopped you from leaving the house. What were you thinking?"

"Nothing," came the dismissive response as she eased out from the bed and strolled to come stand in front of the bed, facing him. The flaps of her sheer black lace night gown wrapping around her mid thigh as she walked, exposing long legs, the shade of dark chocolate.

"I just wanted to take a stroll down the street, nothing more but they refused and sent me back to my room," she explained, sounding livid.

"They had no right to manhandle me like that as if I was a common criminal. And they said they were acting on your orders, Gabriel. I don't understand, I thought you said it was your father's orders, not yours." Her eyes were full of questions.

He winced at that, the sugar-coated lie from yesterday coming back to bite him on his firm buttocks. Facing her squarely, the necessary distance observed, he remarked,

"Well, I am my father's son, aren't I? I was merely following up on his examples."

"As the obedient son you are, okwaya?" She snorted, plainly trying to understand his motives.

"I've told you before that I will not tolerate any negligence towards my child, and you going out into the streets of Lagos, where 'mad people' patrol on a daily, is more than I can permit near my child." He shrugged his long feet out of his sneakers, bending slightly to pull them off before flinging them to the side of the room, a few inches away from the closet door.

"I'm not stupid, Gabriel. I know that any danger towards your child is danger to me so I'm always cautious. Besides, danger can find you anytime. Even in a fancy mansion among certain rich people."

He nearly chuckled at the savage way she insulted his family home and the occupants, but reserved it for later. Besides, he needed to get this issue under control. Again.

Sighing, he raised his polo up and over his head, shrugging out of the fabric before letting it drop on the floor beside his leg.

"Let it go, already," he cajoled, tinkering with the fastener of his jeans. "You're not allowed to leave this house, period. You must understand that it's for your own good."

"And, how do you know what's good for me, huh? Tell me." She barked, paying no heed to what he was doing, too incensed in ensuring her points were driven home. "I tolerated that rubbish in your house because I didn't want to upset you so you'll pay me the first half of my money without complaint. But that was two months ago and I'm tired of that stupid rule."

"What would you have me do? You signed a contract that binds you to its contents and clauses."

By now, he was only in his boxer briefs. He expected she'd be tongue-tied already but when her parrot voice spoke up again, he decided to take things up a notch.

"Yet, here am I pretending to be your loving girlfriend. You and I both know it's not written anywhere in that rubbish contract that I have to play this absurd role."

He cocked a brow at her. "I believe I'm paying you handsomely for your troubles, the expenses you're incurring using my credit card notwithstanding."

"Benefits of dating a millionaire," was her prideful retort.

He smirked at her. "Now, deal with the strings attached to such luxuries, my dear girlfriend."

Her mouth gaped at that, seeming to comprehend there was no headway out of this situation. Gabriel knew exactly what was going on in her mind right now.

If she stopped using his wealth, she'd have to depend on his first payment for her upkeep and frivolities. Of course, he'd never allow her to live on her own as per agreement, which meant spending his money was unavoidable. There was the one other option where she could stop using his money entirely, but he hoped she wouldn't act foolishly. Women could be that unpredictable.

"Lekwa mu na ndi-ara inwe mmeko," she muttered under her breath in incredulity, trying to grasp the reality of the situation she found herself. "Gina, you've never seen anything in this life, O. This is just the beginning. Do you now see how you and mad people are now in partnership?" She continued to soliloquise, interpreting her earlier remark as if she had a live audience.

"So, you want to use your gorgeous body to confuse my already bothered mind, abi?" She threw a rhetorical question at him when she paused her mumbling enough to watch him tug at the hem of his briefs before proceeding to remove it very slowly.

"Is it working?"

The triumphant smirk he brandished was everything. She had betrayed her immunity to his charms by complimenting his physique, clearly hinting her interest in treading down that path. He would be ecstatic to oblige her.

For a silent second, he watched her eye the distance between them, seeming to recall a similar position yesterday had ended all protests from her lips. He could almost sense the direction her mind was heading with her flickering irises.

To taunt her, he flexed his shoulders and coughed slightly, drawing her focus back to his naked body like a spell. He saw her eyes trail down past his waist to linger there, before she reluctantly dragged them away, her concentration locked on all possible escape routes.

"Let's make this interesting, Gina. Instead of wasting precious saliva in our mouths on pointless discussion, I suggest we put it to good use." He offered with a charming smile that was swoon-worthy. "Let's talk dirty, sweetheart."

Ignoring his persuasion, she decided to go with an idea of hers.

She took a step backward.

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Gina tried to concentrate on plotting her escape from the conniving snake, in form of six inches plus of molten chocolate, standing metres apart.

Determined to thump her efforts, the man had upped the stakes by going further than yesterday.

He was butt naked!

A well dressed Gabriel was a sight to behold; a semi-naked Gabriel was deliciously mouth-watering, but a naked Gabriel?..., well, she would admit now that she never had meaningful words left in her brain after viewing that sight.

Trying to avoid looking at him was herculean, so she did what any sensible girl in this situation would do.

She inched backwards.

Smirking at her obviously foolish action, the hot male in front of her eased forward gracefully, being very light on his feet.

"I can do this all night, baby."

I can do this all night, too, Idiot. Flashing angry eyes at his cocky self, she thought it wise to up her plan too.

She took two steps backward.

He closed the added space with one giant stride.

Na wah ooh. It's like this man is determined to drill my hole this night, she thought, wondering if she could persuade him to desist, but also knowing it would be futile.

His action of drawing his lips in between his teeth slowly but sensually nearly reeled her in. From the looks of it, he had all plans of rolling in the hay with her in more ways than one.

She shook her head to break from the charm when she remembered how furious she had been when the guards, reiterating that she was not allowed to leave the premises, treated her like a piece of expensive furniture. More accurately, when he treated her like a precious jewel on display.

"I want you to cancel that stupid rule, Gabriel. I want to be able to leave this house whenever I want."

Two steps backward. Again.

"Not while you're pregnant. Stop insisting already, my decision will not change."

One giant leap in a counter direction. Again.

Getting frustrated at the cat-and-mouse game they were playing, she eyed her circumference, taking in all possible exits before damning them all the hell. If he was playing the art of seduction to exercise his control over her, she'd let him succeed. She'd let him goad in his victory over her tonight, choosing to fight her battle some other day.

Or some other way.

Besides, she wasn't loosing out entirely in the long run. She would be receiving a generous amount of sensual ministrations and Gabriel was one hell of a KamaSutra monk.

As if sensing her resolution, he closed the gap between them in a matter of seconds, smirking at her. Although she hated his victorious leery look, she conceeded to play his game while it lasted. To prolong her defeat, she turned around to walk away, only to feel a firm grip on her arm, effectively stopping her.

"Are you trying to bolt out of this room?"

She snorted, finding the idea ridiculous. They did not born her well that she'll see a virile, hot gorgeous male and turn the other direction. What was the purpose of her training as a professional stripper cum sex worker if not for moments like this? "Never. In fact, I'll let you know that I'm in the mood for serious dirty talk this night."

He smiled then, loving this side of her. "This is one of the reasons I chose you that night. You've got the fire in your eyes and that's exactly what I yearn for."

Not giving her room to comprehend his words, he tilted his head down before planting his lips on hers. Stubbornly, she refused to hike up on her tiptoe and kiss him back, causing him more stress and back pain. Annoyed with her little games, he reached behind her. Cupping her large butt and squeezing firmly, he lifted her up consequently forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. The new height gave him access to explore more.

Nibbling on her lower lip, he bit on the tender flesh, forcing a moan out of her. This sudden act gave him room to slip his tongue inside her mouth, cajoling her into accepting his wanton invitation. Out of party tricks, she wrapped her arms around his neck and proceeded to enjoy the kiss, and the promises of greater things to come.

Moving towards the bed slowly and purposefully, he disentagled himself from the hurried frenzy of the kiss to allow them catch their breaths before dropping her unceremoniously on the bed.

The sudden fall due to gravity had her mouth gaping in shock. Before she could formulate a coherent sentence however, hot and demanding lips had connected with hers, effectively shutting up any protests she might have.

Ensuring to keep his weight off her -mainly for the baby's sake-, his fingers started to trail down. From her neck, past the curve of her breasts, down past her hips until they met her knees. Arching her calf up to meet his intention, she let out a sigh, which was swallowed up into the kiss, when he began to lift the night gown up.

Expertly, he broke away from the kiss a second time that night to yank the gown past her head and out, flinging it in a random direction. Now both in their naked forms, his pupils dilated at the amount of lust clouding his senses.

Not one for dilly dallying, Gabriel dove straight for her earlobe. Nibbling at the soft flesh, he allowed his hands to seek out other treasures. His hands found her peaked nipple and they set out to work. Twirling and rolling his fingers over them, he was blessed with melodious sighs and moans, which encouraged him to take the act further. His lips met her collarbone, sucking at the flesh there before trailing hot kisses from there down and pausing on her engorged buds.

Not one for sitting idle and fiddling with her thumbs while men went to war, Gina removed her right hand from caressing his broad shoulders and moved down to his waist line. Searching greedily, she almost let out a triumphant sound when her lean fingers enclosed around his rigid flesh. Her skills honed, she proceeded to put her best into giving him pleasure only for lean, callused fingers to grab her wrist firmly, forcing her to let go of her prized possession. She hiccuped instantly from the sudden loss.

"Later," came his husky promise. "You can play with it later. For now, allow me do the dirty work."

Spurned on by the sexy vibe, she trailed her hands back up, only this time, she grabbed the edges of the bedsheets and held on tight.

He sucked on her buds, twirling and rolling them in between his teeth, with occasional nibbles that had her biting her lips to muffle the sounds. Annoyed with her lack of audible responses, he reached his fingers up to her lips and forced them open, giving her work to do. While she sucked greedily on his long fingers, slurping and licking all over them, he was offering the same treatment to her other breast.

Moving to bigger fishes, he pulled his fingers from her mouth causing a slight whimper to leave her lips. To appease her, he brushed his free hand over her honey pot, causing her to jump suddenly. Grining at the expected reaction, he went back to work. Kisses and nibbles followed one another successfully as they trailed the path that led to her V section. Soon, it was time for the main course.

His mouth went in first, hungrily kissing and playing with his food, prolonging the moans and, ultimately, her release. His tongue was a wonder worker, lighting up all nerve endings and consequently setting her body on fire. With a scream, she was trembling visibly, following the aftermath of her first release for the night. In her dazed after-climax state, a silly thought crossed her mind. If she would be receiving this type of treatment every night, she wouldn't mind being locked up inside this house throughout.

To compound her pleasure, his long fingers went in to help his mouth. First, the long one, followed closely by the first finger, until they were drilling slowly in her cave, in and out, continuously with a maddeningly erractic pace that turned her into a quivering mess in a matter of minutes. She swore she saw stars with her second release.

Panting to catch her breath, she watched him hold her gaze before licking his fingers dry, the action unbelievably arousing her and wetting her core. Coming up to match his body with hers, he smashed his lips against hers like a thirsty man in a hot, dry desert. The intense kiss had her curling her toes and arching her hips up to accommodate him, which prompted him to do the needful.

Fire in the hole!

It became blurry in a matter of minutes; the panting, the moaning, the groaning and the growling, it didn't matter who made what sound as the sexual energy he possessed was incredible, and it left her breathless. She came again in between thrusts, barely holding her scream down. Not allowing her time to recover, he changed the pace of the thrust, quickly sweeping her away into the current like a whirling sea storm.

When they finally came down to earth, Gina was sated and in cloud nine and Gabriel was trying to catch his breath.

Turning to stare at his bed partner -glad that another confrontation had been successfully thwarted- he grinned at her limbo state. He felt a sense of pride wash over him knowing he was responsible for the ridiculous smile gracing her lips.

"Why are you staring at me like that, Gabriel?" She quizzed suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence to stare at him. "Don't tell me you want to go again?"

He scoffed at the incredulous look on her face. "Don't act so modest. You're used to four rounds per night and we are just starting. I plan to beat that record tonight, my dear girlfriend."

A helpless giggle left her lips when he reached for her, grabbing her easily and pulling her flush to his body. He began to nozzle her neck, loving the smell of sex on her.

Moaning at the feel of his member pressed against her side, she decided to take over the reins. Without warning -in the case he objected-, she sat up quickly and straddled him, giving him a victorious sneer when he raised a questioning brow at her.

An expert in the act of pleasing a man, -not entirely true-, she proceeded to ride him in style.

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They paused at the end of third round, still joined to each other intimately.

Straddling him, Gina reached for the bedside table to pick up her phone, causing Gabriel to eye her warily before attempting to ease himself out of her. Not having it, she bent forward and crashed her lips to his, instantly awakening his nerves which had his semi rigid member sprouting into action.

Groaning at the contact, he cupped her face and dominated the kiss, forcing her to instinctively drop her phone on the bed, plastering her focus on the male beneath her.

Moaning, she raised her butt up slowly, nearing easing off of his rod before coming down to meet his hips, the action prompting them into another blissful round.

In his fatigued state, Gabriel ordered for cold, refreshing fruit drinks be sent to their room, the need to replenish lost nutrients more severe than their lust for each other. After the drinks had arrived with Sisi, Gina climbed off of him to go relieve herself in the bathroom, without a stitch of clothing on her body.

Sighing, Gabriel reached for his tablet placed on the side table after taking a generous sip, and quickly opened his message app. He scrolled through, searching for the particular one that held his interest. He paused when he saw it and smiled, reading the short missive quickly.

He knows. Remember, tread carefully from now on.

He didn't need to be told twice. His whole entire plan for the past year had been based on careful, meticulous planning. He would not start being foolish. Deleting the message, he wiped the storage and the draft before dropping the tablet the same time Gina strolled back into the room.

"Drop that tablet before I break it into pieces. You promised me more rounds!" She glared at him, eyes flashing.

He grinned up at her, opening his arms wide for her to climb in which she was happy to oblige. "When have I never been a man of my words?"

After one more round, Gabriel drifted off to sleep much to his chagrin, as he kept trying to convince her he was Superman. She knew why he couldn't keep up but kept mum, content with bidding her time as she waited for the effects to kick in fully.

A knock on the door was the prompt she needed to ease off the bed and get into action.

"I thought you would never send for me." Sisi complained, moving quickly into the room to clear away every evidence of their crime.

"What should I say? He knows what he's doing in bed," she defended quickly, waiting for her to be done.

"How long does this pill work?" She couldn't help voicing her worry as she watched Gabriel slumber away.

"About six hours, depending on dosage." Sisi replied offhandedly. "Don't worry, days are coming when you'll embrace this idea. It's like you don't know who Gabriel is, yet."

After the girl left the room, Gina moved to check the effect of the drug. This was a trial run, the test coinciding perfectly with the over exertion from the sex. Next time she might be forced to use it would have to tally with intimate moments like this, she assumed, grinning at the prospect of being completely ravished like this again. Even her eyes ached!

After her inspection, she made her way to her side of the bed and climbed in. As if awake, he rolled on his back to face her. Sucking in a sharp breath, she waited until he had settled before climbing under the duvet.

Just minutes after she drifted off to sleep, however, his words came to her floating, as if in a trance, raising terrible goosebumps on her skin.

"Don't play games with me, Gina, or else, I might be tempted to bash you over the head just to keep my secret safe."

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Okay, I'll say, that went pretty well. Now one mystery has been cleared somewhat. On to the next one.

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