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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 163 Power Couple

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Damien stepped down from the car, straightening his expensive black suit. He turned around, stretching out his hand for his wife's delicate hands.

Delia slowly stepped down, standing next to Damien. The two were both dressed in identical black suits; with Delia having on her dark veil hat.

"Mrs. Clark?" Damien gave her a subtle bow.

"Mr. Clark", she bowed back, smiling at him.

With their guards at both sides and a few standing by the door, the couple padded towards the building main door.

The door bings open, causing all the staffs in the hall to rise from their seats and bow. Like royalty, the two padded forward.

The Clarks made their way to the elevator.

They then stepped out.

"M- Mas- master Damien?" Jim stammered at the sight of the death-lurking auraed couple that were padding towards to the conference door. They looked more frightful in black, seeming like a death couple.