An Emotional Affair

An Emotional Affair – Part Twenty-Three


Copyright © Ufuomaee


The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy” (John 10:10).

Danny left the Church building still reeling from Bolu’s hug.  He could still feel his big strong arms around him, squeezing him.  Danny hadn’t been hugged like that before.  It was…comforting.  Strangely so.  And what Bolu had said about God loving him was just…too much.  He couldn’t take it in.

He had heard many people tell him that before, but they were usually so flippant about it…as if they didn’t really believe it.  Sometimes, people would say it in such a way as to pass judgment or their frustration across.  But the way Bolu had said it, Danny knew he really meant it.  Bolu had even gotten emotional about it.

But could it be true?  Could God possibly love him?  Still?  After all the awful things he had done?  Even knowingly choosing to give himself over to Satan?  How could God still love him?

Danny didn’t know why it was important for him to know that God still loved him, but somehow…deep inside, he hoped that it was true.  He hoped that there was still hope for him to choose the path of righteousness and to forsake evil.  He hoped that there was still forgiveness and grace available to him.

He got into his car and sat in it for a while, not knowing what to do with his feelings.  He had heard that sermon preached at least a thousand times, but it had never had an impact on him.

He was regular at the Church.  It was important for business to be seen as a “good Christian”, and nobody knew his real situation.  Even his family thought he was a believer, just a little worldly, narcissistic, but Christian nonetheless.

He wanted to pray, but he didn’t know how or where he would begin.  Then the laughter started, from inside him.  He threw his head back and started laughing.

“There is no hope for you anymore.  You are mine now,” the shadow appeared next to him, and Danny turned to look at it in horror.  It was the shadow that was laughing at him.  “Humans.  There’s really no pleasing you, is there?”

Danny was quiet.  He didn’t know what he wanted anymore or what he wanted to do.  He had thought he was in control, but he was beginning to realise that he hadn’t read the fine print.  He was not in control at all.  God help me!  He cried inside.

“He can’t help you now.  Stop your whining.”

“Go away,” Danny said, in a small voice.

“Come again?”

“Go away,” he said, louder now.

“If I go, you’re coming with me!”

“Leave me alone!!!” he shouted.  The shadow laughed hysterically.

Some passersby turned to look at Danny, wondering who he was talking to.  Someone knocked on his car window.  “Are you okay?”

Danny nodded and began to drive out of his parking space.  The shadow had gone, but he knew it would return.  He was filled with an awful dread of its return.  What was happening to him?  Had he finally gone mad?


Ifeoma was at her desk when Bolu arrived at work on Monday morning.  She greeted him as he passed to enter his office.  He nodded in acknowledgment of her greeting.

She came in ten minutes later with a tray of tea and biscuits.  “How was your weekend, Sir?”

“Fine, thanks,” Bolu said, without looking up from his newspaper, which she had placed on his desk earlier.

Ifeoma came up beside him.  He could smell her perfume as she put the sugar and milk in his tea.  That was unusual, because he usually added them himself.  She lingered next to him after making the tea.

He looked up at her, and said, “Thanks.  You didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to make up for the other day.  Just let me know if I got it right…” she replied, flirtatiously.

Bolu was uncomfortable, because she was still close to him.   He picked up the cup, and took a sip.  “It’s perfect, thanks.”

Ifeoma beamed at him.  “Great!  Anything else you want or need, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Bolu watched her as she left.  When she got to the door, she turned around and saw that he was looking at her, and gave him a mischievous wink.

Alarm bells went off in Bolu’s head.  This woman is trying to seduce me!  He spat out his tea, wondering what she might have put in it.  He remembered Danny’s warning or threat about him “messing up”, and got to his senses.  “Devil, you’re a liar!”

Bolu made a call to Human Resources immediately.  He told them that he needed his Secretary replaced.  Preferably for a mature woman or even a man.  ASAP!


Lola took a break from her work at 12:30pm to make a surprise visit to see Bolu at his office.  She hadn’t been able to stop thinking of that wretched woman who was posing as his Secretary since they had met on Friday night.  She’d been watchful to see if there were other signs that something was going on with Bolu, but he had behaved like his devoted self all weekend.

One thing she knew about men was that they were skilled at covering up their affairs.  She felt she had a duty to follow up on leads herself, if she there was a chance of nipping it in the bud.  She stopped by the Sweet Sensation near his office to buy some donuts, so she wouldn’t arrive empty handed.

Lola got in to see Ifeoma packing up her desk, and sniffling outside Bolu’s office.  “Is everything alright?” she asked genuinely.  Ifeoma didn’t acknowledge her presence.

Lola knocked on Bolu’s door and opened it.  He smiled when he saw her.  “Is something the matter with your Secretary?” she asked, when she had shut the door.

“Yes, I had to let her go.  She’s not very efficient,” Bolu said, as he walked over to embrace his wife.  “Did you get these for me?”  He took the bag of donuts.

“Yes, Babe,” Lola smiled, marveling at her husband.

Bolu returned to his seat, and patted on his lap for Lola to take a seat.  “It’s a nice surprise, thanks.”

Lola kissed her husband.  “You amaze me, you know?”

“How?  Why?”

Lola didn’t know if she should be honest about her original intent in coming over.  She was embarrassed that she had so easily acted in distrust.  “I guess, I was worried that there might be something between the two of you…  If I’m honest.”

“What?  Me and Ifeoma?” Bolu giggled.  “I have eyes only for you!”

Lola blushed and kissed Bolu again.  “So, when’s the replacement coming?”

There was a knock on the door.  “Come in,” Bolu said.

A young man walked in and introduced himself as Bolu’s new Secretary.  His name was Emeka, and he looked like he had just completed University.

“Speak of the devil,” Bolu said to his wife.  “Thank you.  I’ll come and see you later.”

“Are you happy with that?” Bolu asked his wife, stroking her arm lovingly.

Lola’s passionate kiss said it all.  No, she had not been deceived to have married Bolu.  She knew without a doubt now that he was the only man for her.  Her heart would be safe with him.  So she fell again, in love with her husband, with wild abandon.


Danny was depressed. He had hardly slept a wink last night.  He was at war with himself.  From being on top of the world, living lavish and loving it, he could not stand to be alive one more day with this darkness hanging over him.  He was desperately miserable, and it was worse because he had no one he could talk to about his feelings…

He was also scared.  He was scared that he was going mad.  That he would start talking to himself in public, like he had done at Church, yesterday.

There was only one thing he wanted to know…more than anything else.  He wanted to know if God would have him back.  If there was a chance that God would have him back, he would fall on his knees and beg for mercy.  But every time he thought of it, he would convulse into laughter like one that is demon possessed, and the shadow would mock him, making him even more and more depressed.

Danny was feeling claustrophobic in his penthouse suite, so he decided to take a stroll.  He walked out of his hotel in Port Harcourt, and along the main road.  He had been greeted by his many stewards as he left the hotel, but hardly acknowledged their presence.

There was a young boy kicking a ball on the pavement.  Danny wondered what such a young child was doing out of his house and on the busy streets at 7pm at night.  Where were his parents?

The boy turned around to look at Danny.  There was something strangely familiar about that face.  Who was the boy?  Why was there no one around to watch him.  He told the boy to go home, that it’s not safe to play football on the sidewalk.

The boy ran along and ignored him.  He kept kicking the ball, until it bounced into the road.  Danny looked on frightened that the child would follow the ball into the road.  The little boy instantly ran after the ball, seemingly unaware that a bus was heading right towards him.

Danny quickly ran to the boy and dived in front of the bus.  The bus hit him and sent him flying across the road.


The bus driver that hit Danny sped away in a panic.  Onlookers began to gather at the scene of the crime.  Danny’s body was convulsing on the ground.

“Did you see what happened?”

“Don’t touch him!  He has a demon!”

“He just threw himself into the road, oh.”

“Somebody should take him to the hospital, maybe he will live.”

“I’m not touching him, oh.  Ah!  God forbid.”

The crowd that gathered were too frightened to know what to do with the crazy man in a white bathrobe, who had thrown himself in front of a moving bus.

A taxi driver stopped to see what was going on.  He asked someone to help him with the body, but no one would.  He checked for Danny’s phone.  Fortunately, it wasn’t locked.  He checked his frequently dialed numbers, and saw that he had a driver.  He called him.

“Em… come quick o.  Your oga don enter accident,” he spoke in broken English.  The taxi driver told him where they were, and ten minutes later, the driver was at the scene.  He came with an ambulance from the hotel.

Everyone watched as Danny was lifted from the floor into the ambulance.  His body had stopped convulsing.  He was still.

Danny’s driver offered the taxi man N500 for his trouble, but he refused to take it.  He prayed that all would be well with his Boss.

To be continued…

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37 replies »

  1. Cast me not away from your presence Lord. Take not your Holy spirit from me. Restore to me, the Joy of my salvation and redeem your spirit within me. Lead me not into temptation Lord Jesus but please deliver me from the hands of evil. In Jesus’ Christ name I pray, Amen. Each night I read this, my faith in God is renewed. Thanks again Ufuoma.

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  2. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I hope Danny will be ok… i hope he lives to repent……… the thief cometh not but to steal to kill and destroy…. the devil cannot give you anything for free…………………………

    Bolu……….. hmmmm……. infact………..

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  3. Praise God! I have only read the first paragraph and I just had to come and express my joy at Bolu’s action of requesting a replacement for his secretary. Holy Spirit, I salute you. Twale!
    Now let me move on to the next paragraph……

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  4. Oh no! That seemingly familiar boy was most likely the evil spirit tormenting Danny.
    This story has indeed taken a new turn.

    The Bible talks of: evil befalling evil doers; God giving believers discernment and strength to live victoriously; the prayers of the righteous availing much; Excessive quest for wealth and power causing sorrow and God providing a way of escape for believers in time of temptation. This story illustrates the above Bible truths and more.

    I believe God will send help to Danny. I hope he becomes conscious enough to seek God.

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  5. God has a hand in Danny’s case. He has to go through this process before he can be totally free. Our God is really awesome, He loves even the worst sinner.
    And Bolu, u’re the man! *thumbs up*

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  6. The LORD is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy. He will not always chide: neither will he keep his anger for ever. He hath not dealt with us after our sins; nor rewarded us according to our iniquities. For as the heaven is high above the earth, so great is his mercy toward them that fear him. As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us… .
    Danny it’s your redemption time..
    Bolu congrats, you’re conquerer..
    though i pray Ufuomaeee ends the seduction things there…
    Missed last night episod, things came up… Will be here waiting for today’s episode.. God is your strength Ufuomaeeeee.

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  7. Choi! I came across the series(abi wetin dem dey call am) a few hours ago, i started reading from the prologue up to this part and i’m anxiously waiting for the next part. Madam, you are amazingly talented, i love your stories, i love how each story has a handful of biblical lessons to be learnt and applied. And then i just saw John 10:28-29 from a whole new light. More wisdom ma’am!

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  8. so lola can be jealous like this eh. Well nobody loves to be cheated on and i knew it that Bolu is a good and upright man and what else can a woman want in a man. I just hope danny wont die but be given a second chance to give his life to christ. I also suspected that his money was not that pure and i wasnt wrong. Its well. Welldone ma`am

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  9. I suspected the child was just an illusion created by the devil. When the car crashed into him, it reminded me of God’s not dead where the car crashed into the atheist guy when he saw his salvation was at hand. But he gave his life to Christ before he died. It is well.

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