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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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Chapter 051 Proud Virgin Mary

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Roman, Andrew and Delia finally calmed down, resting their shoulders together. Andrew then turned to Delia, "Okay! Now it's your turn!"

"Me?" Delia pointed at herself.

"Yes! You've dodged your last questions with sarcastic answers. So now you have to be very honest!"

Delia shrugged, "Okay".

"Okay", Andrew grinned, resting his back on his seat.

"How old were you when you had your first head?"

Delia held her chin for a few seconds, humming.

"Never".

"WHAT!?" Roman and Andrew pushed their heads forward. Delia shrugged.

Andrew stared at her in disbelief then chuckled, "Okay, let's not be surprised, it happens. I know people".

"Okay, let's change the question. Are you a vrigin? If no, when did you lose it?"

"Yes".

"How old are you!?" Was Roman's question.

"Seventeen".

"And you are still a vrigin?" Andrew cocked his head.