1 Prologue.

"I-I'm so sorry… It wasn't my intention to…"

" Save it! I knew you were trouble the moment I met you in that restaurant in Lagos! It's my fault for letting my guard down. I should have known better than to relax around your kind! You already seduced your sister's husband, what would stop you from trying your luck with me?"

" I am sorry, Sir…" she apologized again with a wobbly voice and quivering lips. She kept her watery eyes down as she kept a tight grip on the sheet that was covering her dignity. She couldn't even blink in case the tears in her eyes would fall.

One thing she had learnt about this man was he absolutely regarded everything she did as a lie. Tearing up in her current situation might agitate him even more.

"I knew you will try something like this so I was prepared. Take it," he said passing her a small pill.

She looked at the tiny pill, unsure of what to do. She couldn't put it past him to want to kill her. He had made it clear many times how he hates her.

In his eyes she was nothing but a gold digging wh*re. She couldn't blame him. With the situation surrounding their first meeting ,the story circulating about her, and now this? Even she was starting to believe she was such a loose woman. Seducing men everywhere.

She accepted the small pill and swallowed it without much hesitation. If she dies then that's it, she will accept that it is her time.

He smirked, "It's good that we're on the same page. Now out! Let me not see even a glimpse of you. You understand?"

She swallowed her tears and nodded. She fumbled with the sheet as she tried to stand up and get her clothes but it was yanked out of her hands as soon as she stepped off the bed. She staggered, almost falling backwards. Her hands instantly covering her private parts as she scurried to pick up her clothes and put them on without looking back at the man who had took her only source of covering. She almost knew what he would be looking like without looking at him.

He clicked his tongue as she apologized one last time and started for the door. "Disgusting!!!", followed her out the door.

Unlike him, she had no recollection of the night before. The last thing she could remember was the strong taste of the drink he had suspected her of poisoning. The drink she had no choice but to have in order to prove she had not done anything to it.

Now she woke up naked in her boss's bed with a sore body, particularly that place between her legs. She was doing her best to walk without a limp incase one to the servants saw her.

If this had happened a month ago, she would have flipped and got herself ready to die at the hands of her father and mother.

After years of being forced to keep herself chaste, she had come to hate her virginity. It was the unnecessary test at the hospital that she had endured with a smile even though she hated that her parents couldn't just trust her to keep herself chaste until her marriage. They had to check for themselves every six months.

Now she had lost it, she felt… quite relieved. She felt freed of a huge burden. Even better because she couldn't remember how it had happened. How unfortunate that she couldn't even thank the man responsible for her liberation.