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THE KEEPER CHAPTER 2

 Chapter 2

“Welcome home honey” Motola said collecting Chris’ briefcase

“Thank you my love” he responded kissing her forehead. “You look amazing” he said

“Thank you honey” she responded

Motola shut the door as Chris walked towards the bedroom. He did a double take at the dinning and turned to see her smiling shyly behind him.

“SURPRISE!!!!!” Motola exclaimed laughing

“Wow my love, this is a wonderful surprise. So this why you told me you had to leave work early eh?”

“Yes honey” Motola replied. “I wanted us to have a quiet, romantic anniversary dinner at home”

Chris moved towards his beautiful wife, carried her and spun her round.

“Please put me down, you’re very tired” she pleaded amidst laughter.

“Not until you guess how much I love you” he replied

“A whole lot” Motola said

“No”

“Very much?”

“Not even close” he replied spinning her faster

“Chris please put me down; we are going to wake Joana”

He complied and set her on the floor, holding her to his chest as their breathing slowly went back to normal.

“You’re wrong my love” Chris said still holding Motola, “Words cannot describe the depth of my love for you”

For the umpteenth time, Motola couldn’t believe her good fortune. Chris was everything she had hoped for and more. He was unashamedly honest and sincere in his love for her. Though they had been married almost a decade now, his love for her was as genuine as the first time; fresh like flowers in spring. He was loving, patient, caring and above all, honest. Indeed, she had married the best man. She couldn’t wait to “give” him his present; let him in on the secret about to change their lives forever.

“Let me go and freshen up, I’ll be right back” he said taking his briefcase from her

“Of course honey” Motola replied.

He kissed her fully on her lips, smiled, before going to the bedroom




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Fifteen minutes later, Chris joined Motola on the dining table. While she dished the food, he poured the champagne in the wine glasses.

“Hmmmm, chicken and egg fried rice with peppered shrimp and gizzard sauce, my favourite” said Chris “Thank you my love”

“Anything for you my darling”

After a short prayer, they clinked wine glasses. However the ringing of the doorbell interrupted their blissful evening.

Frowning, she asked “Are you expecting someone?”

“No” Chris replied standing up “Let me see who it is”

Just as Chris opened the door, three men in black jumpsuits and masks burst in brandishing weapons.

“EVERYBODY DOWN!!!” they said

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