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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 173 Don't Bring Home A White Man - 4

"And this is where you will be staying", Jacob halted in the centre of the large guest room, with Damien still standing at the door.

Jacob then walked to the closet and pulled open. "There are a few new clothes here I'm sure will fit you. Enough for a week".

"Woah. Thanks".

Jacob hissed, walking away from the closet to the next door. He pushed open to reveal the large royally decorated bathroom.

"This is your bathroom with everything you need. New".

"Thank you".

With a straight face, Jacob ignored his words, padding past him and out of the door. He then halted, "Oh, and dinner is at seven. Don't be late".

"Sure".

Again, Jacob only blankly ignored his words and walked away from the corridor and down the stairs that led to the living room.