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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.

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Chapter 131 The First

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Roman and Delia sat in the back seats of the car, quietly. Roman watched Delia from the corner of his eyes; who was continuously tapping her pen against the divorce papers, biting her lips.

She looked slightly reluctant to sign it. He shifted his hand to rest on hers, squeezing it lightly. Delia immediately looked up at him, pushing out a nervous smile.

"Is something wrong?" He asked.

"Uh no... I just– i just em..."

"Don't want to sign it?" He cocked his head.

Delia sighed, "No... It's not that", she looked back at the papers, squeezing unto the pen.

Roman stared at her contemplating expression, wanting to calm her down—she took in a deep breath and suddenly shut her eyes, tilting her head slightly downward.

Roman quirked his brows, watching her lips move subtly as she mumbled something. She was praying.