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Love in Bondage

Love in Bondage

Author: Chi_emie
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Chapter 1 Wake me up

Word Count: 1172    |    Released on: 13/08/2021

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ga

one more time, one more t

ga

k and picked agai

and don’t

ew the direction the orange seller h

tly mistake the orange seller had also made. He looked back too, another mistake and he caught the evil smirk Lanre thre

n people gathered. The police siren came minutes later and his body was packaged

the orange seller, the ne

people c

ne, cross as they read

een smarter

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even to the detriment of others. That selfish part of us humans that desires our good

OD; but then not everyone ack

s of their freedom; all types of freedom acknowledged by man. Those termed as

exception of one, nicknamed the bully; fell int

t to become live players unknowingly. Their

rror of their

ONDAGE

re ready,

computer system he was operati

uestioned in his b

e ready, sir."

a wide grin, an unusual occ

claimed, clasping

taring at the computer's screen

Auctor as expected was already engrossed in his

Mr Sam offered helplessly, shak

red as he walked away,

*******

" a voice

. She opened her eyes and saw a figure staring down at her, s

d around, she was lying on her bed in

leaned down and pecked her forehead. She clos

of a lonely road and her sister was sta

e been sleeping for too long."

ed, all confus

rivate tutor. He was laughing, looking at something

ke

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g her vigorously, there was shouting a

! You’re

it was Aisha, her friend and fellow

on?” she asked

hed while I was busy trying to wake you!” A

ngs and remembered where she was. Locked in a dirty stinki

ng held hostage to eventually either be kill

ed respectively as more people were brought in and more were taken out. They were all teenagers between the a

ha, who was 18, was one of the oldest captives; she had been there for 60

t is?” Aisha sarcastically asked, hands on hips. Ify roll

what it is. Where's

th Akara, bean cake(an African meal) the, and a cup surely filled with water, held tightly to himself; dodging attackers and hurrying

ving up and down, then looked at the fresh cuts and bruises on

him. He glanced at her,

” he

awake.” she apologized, looking from hi

. As long as I’m with you, I’ll always be there

ooked

y honest with her; alway

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