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Nerd In A Paranormal Condom

"So please tell us, sir. What is your greatest weakness?" "Losing my wife", he grinned. The hostess smiled, "Aww, that's beautiful. What will you say is your greatest strength?" "Having my wife". "Okay sir, last question... How would you describe your wife?" His lips grew into a devious grin, uncontrollably holding the hand of his heart's desire. "The best dream no man but me deserves". The entire audience clapped in adoration. Delia smiled, glancing at her husband then back at the interviewer. The hostess then asked, "And sir, bonus question, how would you describe your marriage?" "A condom". Delia, his wife, then chipped in, "A paranormal one, at that". "One that none of us can escape, unless we go boom!" He smiled. • • • The son of a powerful western empire, Dilen Liam, has to prove his innocence against false racial accusations by dating a dark skinned girl; all to save his family's name and businesses. Unfortunately, things go beyond haywire when he gets intertwined with Delia Alan Ada, a Nigerian girl cursed yet gifted with the supernatural ability to see the future and speak to the unseen. Their attraction grows stronger and deeper beyond race and ethnicity, enclosing them in a paranormal condom-like romance. But all cards are played when their faith and love are put to the test — against powerful diabolic forces beyond their worlds had ever imagined. Romance. Paranormal. Horror. Urban. Politics. BWWM. Demons. Conspiracy. African. Nigerian. American. Cult. Power couple.

DestinyNdi · Urban
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250 Chs

Chapter 055 Little Mice

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The clicking sound of high block heels echoed off the wooden floor of the corridor as Delia made her way majestically towards the door opposite her's. 

Dressed formally in a slim cooperate gown without her veil hat on, Delia halted in front of the door with her hand already extended.

Pausing for a moment, her expression weakened.

"I hope his strong enough to stand", she murmured, remembering that the pain was usually worst the next day after waking up. 

Delia sighed.

Her conscience hadn't yet let her rest throughout the night; punishing her for taking the daytime vision lightly — so lightly, it may have caused Dilen's life.

Maybe if she had taken it seriously enough and insisted on calling Dilen, he wouldn't have been hurt.

But then again, things didn't work so blissfully in this world.

Delia then exhaled softly before raising her hand to knock twice.