Chapter Twelve

Gift continued to see Desmond. She was getting addicted to having sex with him and the thrilling thing about it all was that she felt her actions may be condemned by many who would feel that she was not supposed to have any intimate relations with her ex's friend but she was having a great time enjoying fabulous sex with Desmond and if it was seen as forbidden, then she did not care.

She kept visiting Desmond and sleeping with him.

Desmond was not the only man she was having an affair with. She had numerous lovers.

she had wanted to stop herself having so many male 'friends' but she found that she only had to like the looks of the person and she would immediately start feeling hot between her thighs and such heat had to be cooled and what better way to do that but to sleep with the object of her desire.

Most often than not, the men are unable to resist her because of her youth and captivating beauty. And why resist? They often asked themselves when they also desired what she was offering and did not have to work too hard to get it.

Among them all though, Desmond was the most regular.

Gift remembered how this uncontrollable sex drive began.

She had long tired of Sam her suitor cum lover. But because of his diabolic ways, she had had to stay with him reluctantly as she desperately devised a means to get free of him because she knew she could never consent to marrying him. It would be like locking herself up in a prison for the rest of her life.

She also did not want to involve her parents because she had feared endangering their lives.

So, she got help from a very good friend of hers who introduced her to an old man who was vast in his knowledge of subduing and controlling dark powers.

And he told her that he would free her from the clutches of Sam but there was a price she had to pay.

'What is it, wise one', she asked. 'Tell me and I will pay and even if I don't have the money for it, I can borrow from my friends. I just want to be free of this relationship with no risk to myself or my loved ones', she pleaded.

'Don't worry my daughter. The price is something you can afford if your freedom is important to you'.

'Okay. How much is it?', she asked again.

'The payment is not monetary', he intimated.

'It's not?

'It's not'.

'Then what is it?' she was starting to get suspicious but she refused to accept what she was intuiting.

'It is a very small price to pay. Just sleep with me', he said.

Gift had felt like her whole world had come to a stop. Her worst nightmare was staring her in the face. How could she allow this ancient man touch her intimately? Did she really want her freedom that much?

'Think carefully before you refuse because if you leave here, I will not have you back here for any price.

Gift remembered what she had been enduring with Sam and going back to the same hell when she could do something about it was unthinkable but it was also unimaginable being in a close embrace with this dirty old man.

It was really a dilemma and she was not sure there was another way out and she did not want to miss the opportunity to cut ties with that demon Sam.

'I accept', she said.

'Wise choice' he said.

After it all, she found out that it was not really bad at all. She had actually enjoyed herself. The man must also be wise in the act of satisfying his women.

She cleaned herself up, took the portion the man offered her and left.