CHAPTER 3
"Follow me, please!" Steven said, leading the way. "This is your room, twins," he added, pointing at
a room with beautiful furniture and a bunk bed.
"I will sleep on the top," the twins said simultaneously.
"Oh dear, not again," Chantel sighed.
"But I said it first," Jade complained.
"Oh, hell no, I said it first, so shut the fuck up!" Jane cursed.
"Jane, please be quiet," Chantel said.
"Jade sleeps on top while Jane sleeps on the bottom," Steven interjected.
"Oh yeah? Is that how you want it? Alright!" Jane said angrily and took her luggage inside to unpack.
"But where will Channy sleep?" Jade asked cutely.
"You should know we are dating, Jade," Steven insisted.
"That doesn't mean she's gonna sleep with you! You guys ain't married yet! My sister ain't sleeping
with you!" Jane said with her wayward accent.
"And who are you to decide?" Steven challenged.
"Oh please, both of you stop!" Chantel shouted. "I will sleep in the living room."
"Chantel—"
"Please," she interrupted Steven.
"Okay, do whatever you wish!" he said, giving Jane a bad look before leaving.
"Oh, we just got here and you are already picking a fight," Jane complained.
"He started it—no, you started it!" Jade yelled.
"Girls! It doesn't matter who started it. Please, let's learn to be cooperative for the next six months.
If you really love me and are grateful that I am willing to sacrifice for you guys, then please don't let
me down!" Chantel said, walking out to plead.
"You see what you"Me? Or you!!!!!!!" Jade challenged.
"Oh please, let's quickly unpack and look around," Jane suggested.
"I'm in!"
"Your kitchen is damn beautiful, Steve," Jane exclaimed. Steven was with Chantel in the living room
when Jane intruded.
"INTRUDER!" Steven screamed inside. "It's Steven! Not Steve!" he corrected.
"Hmm, I was just trying to be polite, but it seems you hate it when I am. Don't you?" Jane gave an
evil smile and sat opposite them.
"It disgusts me!" Steven challenged.
"Oh, I see. Don't you think you are disgusting? Because your looks give me creeps."
"Well, my looks give you creeps, but they give other people like Chantel joy," he said, brushing
Chantel's hair with his hand. Chantel stood up and left in frustration; she was fed up with their
continuous indirect insults.
"I hate your politeness, deep weed," Steven cursed, angry that Chantel left.
Jane frowned. "Did he just call me deep weed?" she thought.
"Hmm, why do you have that kind of haircut? I think you think you are cute in it, but guess what? It
makes you look like a housekeeper!" Jane cursed.
"You are such a coward!"
"And you are a dumb-ass chicken butt hair!"
"You messy slut!"
"You—you—PERVERT!" Jane yelled. She angrily stood up and walked out of the living room with a
grumpy attitude. Steven just gave her a sinister laugh.
***
"Steven, we are going out for a performance. We promise to be back before 10," Chantel said. She
and the twins were already dressed. Jade was holding their bag for changing into their dancing attire
when they got there.
"Alright dear, take care of yourself," he replied, giving her a kiss on the lips.
"Eewwee! Disgusting!" Jane commented.
"Take care of your sisters," he said, ignoring Jane.
"I will!"
***
They arrived at the open dance theater-like club where they were supposed to perform for Mrs.
Andy's customers for just ₦15,000.The hip-hop music started playing and the audience applauded when the ZOOMERS got on stage. All
three of them were wearing bikini-like skirts and short vests that revealed their sexy and flawless
tummies. It was trendy. Chantel was the only one wearing a cowboy hat since she was in the middle.
Their dance moves captivated the audience. It was perfect! The whole audience applauded.
Chantel felt uncomfortable when she noticed a guy who kept staring at her. The stare wasn't
normal. After the dance, Chantel threw her hat to the audience stylishly, and the handsome staring
bloke caught it!
***
"Oh gosh, I am so hungry. That jerk didn't even offer us anything when we got to his home," Jane
complained.
"Chantel, someone is calling you!" Mrs. Andy yelled to Channy, who was in the dressing room with
the twins.
"Okay," Chantel hurried out.
"He's out there, in the waiting room," Mrs. Andy said.
"He?"
"Yes, he! A handsome, rich, adorable guy. I envy you!" Mrs. Andy winked at her.
Chantel knew it must be one of her admirers, so she decided to go see who it was.
"Hello? Hello?" Chantel called out, but no one answered. "Hello!" she shouted.
"Hello, Chantel!"
She nearly fainted when she heard Andre's voice. Andre was one of her suitors, a notorious coward.
"Andre," she just needed to say something, so she called out his name.
"It's been so long, Chantel." He moved closer to her and kissed her on the lips before she could
struggle.
"Look, Chantel, you better behave! I've had enough! There's no one here, so we can have sex till
dawn! You always gave silly excuses whenever I asked you for sex, and you're dating Steven? There
is no girl Steven has ever dated that didn't sleep with him, and now you can't give silly excuses
anymore. You gave Steven what he wanted, and now you're going to give me what I want! You act
like you're the Virgin Mary, not knowing you're someone else's sex mate! This time I won't let you
go!" He grabbed her forcefully.
"Let me go! Let me go, Andre!" she struggled.
"Why would I let a baby like you go? You will give me what I want, sweetie," Andre said, grabbing
her breast. He forcefully laid her down, dipped his hands into her bikini-like skirt, tore off her pants,
and caressed her clitoris.
Chantel screamed both in pleasure and fear. She struggled hard. "Please let me go!" she cried out.
Andre undid his belt, holding Chantel captive with his legs. He unbuttoned his trousers and brought
out young Mr. Andre that stood erect.
"Let me"Just give me this once, baby, I will satisfy---"
A mighty punch thrown at him interrupted him.
"Who the hell is that son of a bitch!" Andre grunted in pain.
"The hell is me, MAXENTINUS!" the masculine voice came.
"Brother?" Andre settled. He put back little Mr. Andre in his position and faced Maxentinus.