I met this guy on Instagram sometime last year. It all started when I followed him through one of his posts. I found him so attractive. He followed back, and at first, we were just liking each other’s stories and posts, although he barely made a post. But when he did, I liked it. 👍 We got talking after I replied to one of his stories. This guy is so cute, has a nice height, writes so well, and speaks fluently. On my birthday, he wished me, called, and even sent me N100k. I liked this guy, and I started giving him green light. He stays in Osun State while I base in Lagos, but I can still cope since the distance is not so much. I said to myself, I must have this guy to myself. We were on call one fateful night, and I tried asking him if he had a girlfriend. He was so quick to answer, “Yes, I have a fiancée.” Omooo, I was so pained. He asked me if I had a relationship too, but I said no, even though I had someone, but we were not that serious. So, I asked him why he was giving me green light when he had a fiancée, and he said he liked me too but was in a relationship and couldn’t double-date. I told him we could be FWB since I liked him too.
We started as FWB, and in a month, this guy had sent me N1.4M in total. Each time we saw each other in one particular hotel in Osogbo, he would make everything ready for me, make me feel comfortable. He’s also good in bed and can go an hour without getting tired. His head game is a hundred, and he’s just a complete man. I got nothing less than N250k with some other tips when going back to Lagos on each visit. Two months into FWB, I felt I should just upgrade to being his girlfriend because I could only imagine the enjoyment his girlfriend was getting if he could treat me this well in FWB. I told him about being his girlfriend, and he said he could never date me. He got angry and said, “I told you from the start that I have a girlfriend.” I persuaded him to let us start dating, and in a few weeks, if he didn’t feel good about it, we could switch back to FWB. He stopped replying to my texts for a week, and I kept apologizing to him. He finally agreed to do this with me but gave some rules and warned me not to pass my boundaries. Lmaoo, I already had plans, bruhhh. 😂😂
We were planning to meet again, but this time around, I told him I wasn’t going to meet him in the hotel. I wanted to know his house as a girlfriend, and I was going to spend like five days. He said, “Okay, you can come to my place, but you will not spend more than two days.” I finally got to his space, and all I can say is wowww. Everywhere was so clean and arranged. No dirt. His living room and everywhere were so tidy, and it was obvious that a woman was in his life. He had everything, and I was so happy that I got myself a rich boyfriend who was also good in the other room. In the evening, I told him to let me cook for him instead of buying food since there was everything available in the kitchen. Everywhere was stocked, but this guy said NO, that he only eats his girlfriend’s homemade food. He said if I felt like cooking, I could make food for myself, but he wasn’t eating. I got angry because why would he keep bringing his girlfriend into our talks every time? He apologized and said I could make rice and chicken stew. When I was cooking, this guy kept coming to the kitchen every minute, and he would say,
“Please use the air freshener, it’s so smelly. Clean this table, it’s too dirty. Wash your hands, can’t you see oil on them? Please use a towel, this is how my girlfriend does it.” He kept controlling me, and I was pissed already, but I was trying to be calm. After I finished cooking, I went to sit beside him, and this guy asked me to go and have my bath, wear another dress, and use perfume before sitting. He said that’s how his girlfriend does it—after cooking, she showers, wears another cloth, and smells nice before they eat. I told him I was tired and couldn’t do that at the moment, but he insisted that I do it. I went into the bathroom angrily, showered, and wore one of his polos, and this one asked me to take it off and wear something else that I brought. He said his fiancée would detect my odor on it, and it could put him in trouble. I started questioning myself for coming over to his place. I was relaxing, and he went to the kitchen. I thought he wanted to serve himself, but he came out to ask me why I did not wash all the stuff (blender, knife, spoons, and some other things) I used when cooking. I told him I wanted to rest and would do the dishes tomorrow,
but my boyfriend said no, I couldn’t leave stuff like that in his kitchen. He said I must wash them and return them to their space because that’s how his girlfriend does it. He asked me to clean the kitchen cabinet, sweep the floor, and make it clean. He said every time his girlfriend finishes cooking, the kitchen doesn’t smell or seem like anyone just cooked there, that everything would be in place and smell nice too. My head wan blow. I was so tired, but I had to just do it. Lol, no be me wan do girlfriend? I let him know I didn’t like how he kept mentioning his girlfriend in everything. Why couldn’t he just be with her? Why have me around when he couldn’t stop comparing us? After we finished eating, he took his plate to the kitchen, washed it, and returned it to the rack. But I just left mine in the sink. This guy had the chest to wake me up to wash the plate and return it to the rack. I spent the two days, but it was hell for me. The only enjoyment I had was the s€x part. On Saturday night, he got me a gown to wear out with him, but on getting to the lounge, he didn’t give me attention. He was on his phone all through, texting his fiancée.
I ordered drinks and food for myself, but I didn’t get to eat everything before he asked us to leave because his fiancée kept calling him on video call. He was so scared that she might come to the place or that someone had already told her they saw him with a girl. Before we slept, he laid the bed, and when we woke up in the morning, he asked me to arrange the bed again. Once he woke up, he went straight to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, then came back to me, asking me to do the same—wash my face, pee, clean my coochie, and brush my teeth before coming back to bed for morning s>x. As per se na so his girlfriend dey do. The day I was leaving, which was on Sunday, two hours after morning s€x, he said to me, “Babe, can you please come, let’s do the cleaning?” I was like, “Why should I do this with you? After all, it’s your house, not mine.” That was how he asked me to use the vacuum cleaner to sweep the bedroom, living room, and kitchen and also use the vacuum to clean the chairs while he mopped everywhere.
After that, he handed me a small towel to clean the TV shelf, center table, and kitchen cabinet. He went to lay the bed and clean the bathroom, saying that’s how he and his fiancée do their cleaning every weekend. He then asked me to wash the towels I had used since I arrived and also wash his underwear in the washing machine. WTF? Would I do all this for a guy that’s not my husband? I refused, and he washed them himself. After the house cleaning, he went out to get us food, telling me not to cook because I wasn’t neat enough. While he was away, I tried checking everywhere, and I saw that he had recently gotten his fiancée an iPhone 16. I saw the receipt inside the phone carton. He had already given her the phone, but I also saw that he got her three luxury wigs, bags, and two fine gowns. I bet they were all expensive because the packaging was so fine. I wanted to take one wig, but where would I put it? What if he checked my bag before I left, with the way he was acting like a spiritual husband?When he got back, he asked me what time I was leaving because his fiancée,
was coming around since she lived nearby. I told him I was leaving after I finished eating—me wey don tire already. As we were leaving the house, I promised myself never to come to his house again and that I would block him when I got home. He dropped me off at the park. We were almost in Lagos when I checked my account, and I saw that he had sent me N500K with the description: “YOU ARE SO DIRTY TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND. GOODBYE.” I laughed and went to WhatsApp to block him, but he had already dropped a message for me: “YOU LEFT YOUR SHIT UNFLUSHED. Is this how dirty you are?? I’m sorry, I can’t date you or continue the FWB. Let’s not cross paths again.” He had already blocked me. 😂😪 I forgot to flush because he was rushing me to get ready. I didn’t lose sha. Aunty, please hold your nagging fiancé. He’s the one behind your glory. 😹😂
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