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Sammy's POV

"Dad, please don't leave us. My birthday is next week and you promised me i would go see granny"

"Dear, daddy has to leave"
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"Why don't you be a man and tell her why you're leaving?, you're a bloody coward"

"Daddy, I won't be a naughty girl again but please don't leave"

"Honey, go to your room"

"Daddy please"

"I said go to your room"

"Don't you dare shout on my child"

"Hadiza!! Shut up, for once just shut the hell up,  do you know why all these fell apart, because of your constant nagging, you're late nights, the drugs, the brothel every goddam thug that comes here. I'm tired of everything"

"At least it puts food on the table, what have you done do help"

"I might not be doing anything at the moment but I am hustling. It's not like I sit home everyday and mostly I don't put our daughter's life in danger."

"That's not an excuse or is it because of that woman, because if I find out she's at fault I'll burn her alive."

"Don't you dare mention her name with your filthy mouth"

"You know what, Get out!! And I don't want you anywhere near my child"

" You aren't fit to decide that kinajina( Do you understand), but I'll leave her here and when I make it big I'll come back for my child marakunya( shameless woman)"

"We dont need you and we would never leave you"

"Daddy don't leave me, dads please don't leave me "

The words kept ringing in my ears as the years rolled down my fave, it's been 27 years and it's the same dream everyday and I know it would only stop when I have my revenge from the Mustapha's.

"Hello, Its Sammy. Proceed unto step 5" I said into the phone before hanging up.

"It's going to be a long day"I said before getting out of bed and into the bathroom to get ready for the day, I got out and dressed up in a black flowing sephora dress and a black LouisV shoe and a black chain bag headed to the fridge to pick an itamge drink and an Apple before picking the keys to my black Bentley and sped off into the busy streets of Abuja.

"Get a message across to the workers in Seoul, I want full info on the new game that was supposed to be released and if the aren't done fire all of them, and Mahra send me my morning coffee" I said to my Lebanese assitant.

I'm sure you guys don't understand, my main purpose is revenge so I'm other to have that I had to make it big in life so I studied hard my show life and made it as the owner of a multibillion dollar coding firm that runs in about 60 countries worldwide including the United States, Algeria, Malaysia and many more and that how I met Amir, it wasn't love at first site it was more of the love at first fight kinda love. Our relationship was the silver lining in my cloud although I was older than him but I refuse to settle down while the Mustapha's were still happy so I decided to enlist his help in breaking them down from the easiest target that was Zahra because she had had it rough and love was all she needed but I wasn't ready to forgive them so I am going to use their weaknesses against them.

I planned the perfect loss and reunited mother-daughter love which I was sure going to take away from her real soon and then my next target would be Ibrahim oh drug dealing Ibrahim, use sure going to get him in jail but drug dealing wasn't enough I had other plans and not just yet. Next target would be Fahad, the perfect son he thinks he is I'll tap all that is dear to him starting with u perfect job, leave him jobless and then take away his little family and last but not the least Faisal, my dear Faisal he thinks I love him😂😂 could you believe the naive soul. I know breaking all his childing would break "him" i mean my dear father.  The Mustaphas should get ready because Sammy doesn't back down and she never loses.

Speaking of the devil or should I say thinking of the devil my phone was ringing and it was dear Faisal.

"Hello habibi" I said into the phone.

"Hey baby" Came his voice.

"Baby, I've been thinking and I think this relationship should at least be going somewhere with us. I mean we've been together for the past year and it's going no where" This is the second step of my plan.

"Baby, that's a I called I wanted asking if you would want to meet my parents" Came Faisal's reply.

"Of course I would"  I said in the most elated voice I could muster and from his chuckling I could tell I was doing a perfect job convincing him.

"I'll pick you up on Saturday" He said before ending the call.

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Saturday....

"Are you sure you're parents would like me" I said trying my best to sound concerned because honestly I wasn't in fact I wouldn't give a second fuck what they thought.

"I am positive they would totally love you" He said giving my hand that was on my lap a light squeeze.

"We're here now" He said pulling into the gates of the house I was so familiar with it was almost as if I was living there because every worker in that house was paid for by me and are all my door.

We knocked on the top a few times before Ibrahim opened the door and gesture for me to come in while he gave his brother a brotherly hug.

"Man!! She's hot" Came Ibrahim's voice in what was supposed to be a whisper before his brother nudged him in the stomach and moved forward to hold me hands and we were in the parlour were I was now face to face with the woman that took my dad away from me but what could I do but smile smile I wouldn't ruin my hard work of 27 years.

"Salamualikum my dear, I've heard so many beautiful things about you" she said pulling me into a motherly hug one my mother had never given me because to her it made me weak. 

"Let me leave both of you to bond while I go call dad." Faisal said pulling Ibrahim along with him leaving his mom and I.

"My dear you look beautiful" she said checking me out in more of a motherly way.

"Thank you ma" Came my qurt reply.

"Do you know how to cook?" She asked

"No ma, my mum was always too busy to teach me and when I started going to school I didn't have time to learn" I replied honestly.

"Well, I can teach you if you want me to" She said as she sent the maid to get us refreshment.

"Salamualikum" Came the voice I craved to hear my whole life and there in front of me stood the man I waited for at the door all my childhood waiting for him to just call my name. The way he looked at me it was almost as if he recognized me but 27 years was too much for a man who barely ever called after he walked away and I most say these years were kind on him because he still looked dashing even with the Gray hair on his hair and the slight wrinkles around his eyes.

"Do both of you know each other?" Came Faisal's voice because we had been looking at each other since he stepped in.

"Samira!?" He asked as if he didbt believe his eyes and then and there I knew my plan was over.

"You've grown so beautifully" I said how holding my face as tears streamed down his face and mine too.

"You have her eyes and my nose, you're still beautiful" He said pausing before pulling me into a hug.

"She said you had died, I even went to your grave" He said realsing me from the hug and kissing my forehead.

"Liar!! You never cared, you never checked on me, you left!!" Those where the only words that I could say.

"I swear, i came back, I checked everywhere but she told me you were dead, my beautiful daughter" He said holding my hands.

"How could I forget you? You have me strength when I gave up, you are the reason i had to leave because I didn't like you staying in that place, i have always loved you and I'll always love you" he said kissing my forehead again and again.

He was lying she told me I never came, she told me he left because he didn't want me, why would she lie when she saw me crying my self to sleep all those nights, why would my mother lie. She could never he was lying "Liar" was all I said before running out of the house.

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That was hot wasn't it, I am really sorry for the late update but here it is. 

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