SBM Reader: Poverty Drove Me into the Arms of a Sugar Daddy, Now I’m Doomed [CONCLUDING PART]

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POVERTY DROVE ME INTO THE ARMS OF A SUGAR DADDY... [PART 1]

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That was how he kept me company. He ordered food and drinks for me. He gave me his card and N50,000 and ask me to see him in his office the next day. I was surprised that he did not insist on me following him home that night.

However, I went to see him in his office and life became brighter for me. He asked me to be his mistress. He was already married with two wives, but needed a young girl as mistress. I gladly accepted his offer.

Chief became my sugar daddy. I told mammy and as usual, she did not say anything. She only asked me to be careful. Chief showered me with love and gifts. My lifestyle was transformed, I became a ‘happening babe’, the envy of others girls on campus. I moved in a clique of rich and famous girls on campus. Chief rented an apartment for me outside the campus. He opened an account for me and put money there on regular basis. My family also benefited from Chief’s generosity. I rented a shop for mammy and send my two younger brothers back to school. They’d had admission into the universities but no money to go. Mammy was so happy, she even prayed for the friendship between Chief and I to blossom.

I dated Chief for two years. Chief was providing everything for me but like every other voracious young woman, sex with Chief was not enough for me. I decided to spread my tentacles. That when trouble stated.

          I met Olumide Don-Lisa, an engineering student. He was a very handsome guy and I could not resist him. I met him at the party organized by the graduating students. That was my last day on campus. He was putting on a tight Jeans. I could not stop looking between his legs at the bulge that formed there. I approached him and he fell for me. Everybody admired me on campus, so Olumide was happy to go out with me. I danced with him throughout the party, flirtying with him shamelessly. When the heat became much, we decided to go to a guest house to enjoy ourselves. Olumide, after making sweet love to me that night, had slumped and died. The news went round school but I had left already.

Two months later, I met Kelvin aka Lord’s Bullet, an Ibo guy. We met in Idumota market where I had gone to buy clothes. He had fallen for me and decided to be my friend. One Saturday, Chief couldn’t make it to my house, so I invited Kelvin over. That afternoon, as we were making love, Kelvin rolled off my body and collapsed. It took Chief’s connections to save me from the police net.

Mammy took to an Alfa who said that was under a spell called Thunder-bolt (Magun). Chief placed it on me. How could he? He never said he would marry me, so should I die as his mistress. He didn’t even want any issue from me. How could I end up like that. I pulled out of the relationship with Chief. He was so angry that he took everything he gave me, except the spell. I begged him to remove it, but he wouldn’t listen.

The problem is that I am getting married this coming December. A cousin to mammy’s friend had told Mammy that he wanted me for a wife. He has seen my pictures with his cousin. Mammy’s friend has approached me and I accepted the offer. He would be coming to Nigeria from America where he lived to complete the marriage rites and take his bride back with him. What do I do about the spell placed on me by Chief? I am doomed. I really need your advice please.

Note: All names used in this story are fakes because of security reasons. However, the story is sent in by a reader who really needs advice and help. For further information, you can contact the Editor.

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