Lady Whistleblow of Ikoyi

I am the masked Lady Whistleblow of Ikoyi, mainly because I run a gossip blog in the nation’s most elite city. I know everything that happens, I know what every family has for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I know if couples did not share the same room, I know when one partner has an extra-marital affair, even when that extra-marital affair leads to them having another family in another part of the world. To be honest, I have everyone’s life at my fingertips, and this was all thanks to me binge-watching Bridgerton and finally deciding to not live a broke life make a living out of writing people’s secrets

About a year ago, my life went completely downhill when I resigned from my job as a journalist at the popular media house I worked at. That was not just it, the person who I had fallen deeply in love with suffered from paralysis after he got involved in a ghastly accident and this really shook the whole community. The love of my life who happened to be the heir apparent of the Ikoyi kingdom was planning to take me in as his wife and this made the news headline. It came as an utter shock to everyone as the young guy had decided to settle down with me, a not so young lady who was in her 30s. This was not music to the king and queen’s ear more so, their only and beloved son just recently graduated from university at the age of 22. The king wondered where he had gone wrong as the king was not one of promiscuous character, many revered him because of his uprightness and decency and how he stood his ground on not becoming a polygamist, which is a rare sight to find.

This was bad news to his parents, as they felt their son would be able to find a young girl from a reputed family who they would be sure would be able to bare an heir who would further the family royal name. Every folk around both young and old, became nosy they wanted to know what secret power I possessed, that I used to woo the Prince. Some felt, I had some portion or some charm that made the Prince fall for me head over hills. But that was not the case, it was not a love portion, neither was it any secret power it was all just pure love and nothing short of that. In all honesty, it was love at first sight. However, people could not see the love we had for each other, instead people felt I was this gold digger who was trying to extort money from the royal family or I was just trying to be a cougar who would rub him of his life.  This made everyone gossip about me, they dug into my past, to find out everything they possibly could. It got to the extent that they even started stalking me and family members, including extended family members. There was always something new about me in the blogs and most of the time, it was fake news or just a bit of truth mixed with false information. All throughout this period, I lost everything I loved and cherished, I lost everything I owned including the love of my life.

This was partly because the Queen had initially blamed me for her son’s ailment, because he was with me when he suffered a heart attack. When I tried explaining myself to her and trying to prove my innocence, she always shut me out and never gave me the opportunity to defend myself.

These were really trying times and it eventually almost cost me life as I believed suicide would be what could save me. This too which might have helped was not brought to reality all courtesy of a friend, I call Demi who saved my life. Demi had been a childhood friend and, we literally grew up together in our hometown. Demi and I lived right beside ourselves and we had always dreamt of living a life in the city, not just in the city but in the most opulent part of the city. We achieved this dream, but we at a severe price, that cannot be forgotten. For, Demi it was an inexpensive price but mine was just as costly even if not more than a house in the Kensington Palace Gardens. Demi lived a close to perfect life with her husband and her two kids. Although, she has her own fair share of skeletons in her cupboard it could be swept under the carpet as it could be easily excused and forgotten because she has managed to maintain a good character as the daughter-in-law and wife of a prestigious family in the community. However, now on my end nothing was going as planned.

But this hasn’t always been the case for me, at some point in time in life, I was living in a bed of roses with no thorns whatsoever. This was when I first met David, the king’s only son. He was everything you need in a man and more. The first time we met is still as vivid as what is happening right now. He came into my office, looking for my boss who had just recently left the office due to an emergency. My boss was meant to interview him, but the emergency he had made him cancel all his plans last minute. While David waited for my boss’ arrival, a call came in from my boss telling me to go ahead with the interview. I was not prepared at all to just have an interview with one of the most eligible bachelors in the city, I was a bit nervous, and I did not know what to do but David on the other hand made everything smooth-sailing and this made me a little bit more comfortable. We went through the already pre-set questions and before we knew it we were already in the flow like we had known each other for ages. When our eyes locked at several occasions, I could feel my lower stomach rumble and this was the same for David as I noticed a bulge between his pants. We both decided to avoid the obvious and we managed throughout the whole interview. When the interview was over, he asked for my contact details but I declined, I was not looking for any trouble and I did not want to have a taste of the unforbidden fruit. However, this was not the case for David as he had other intentions.

That same evening, I received a call from an unknown number and lo and behold it turned out to be David. Of course, this put a smile one my face, it sent jitters through my body, mainly because I knew being together would cause worse than good. Indeed, it would eventually cause worse than good but at that present time, we could not see more than fulfilling those sinful desires. Due to this blindness, I picked up the call and my ears were awakened to the rhythm of David’s melodious voice full of youthfulness, cheer, and passion. All what was in David’s voice was all what I needed in my sad, boring and monotonous life that just had a few bursts of joy when my blogs or papers were recognized by my editor.

Quickly, that evening I responded to the calls of David and found myself in his high-rise penthouse apartment that overlooked the Atlantic Ocean. Upon arriving at his home, I was welcomed to the aroma of freshly prepared meals and to the sight of David who welcomed me in with just a pair of pants on his waist. This was too much for me to bare, so I decided to turn back but his hands met with mine and this was a feeling that remains unforgettable. That touch brought me into his home and led me into his living room which was a topic for another day as it practically took my breath away. This was not the only thing that was taking my breath away, but it was the song playing over his in-built speakers, Rema’s Charm. This was enough to let me know what was going on but I had to keep my body in check as that familiar feeling formed in my lower stomach. This feeling even got worse when David returned, this time he was not shirtless but he had a sheer shirt on which put me under more pressure, I was finding it difficult to resist. I regretted whatever made me pick up the call and even open my door to his aides who brought me over here in his Cadillac Escalade. This regret quickly disappeared, and it turned into what I could not define. In this state, I could not define, I held unto hands as I followed his lead as he led me across the apartment to his dining table which had been laid and set properly. Looking unto, the dining table, I asked him if he did this all by himself and in response, he gave a nod and informed he that he got himself some help with the recipes from one of his sisters, Titi. Hearing that name, I froze, I remembered all the things I had written about her previously in my blog and how that cost her, her marriage as I had written in my blogs that she cheated on her husband with a younger lover boy. While remembering all this, I zoned out and it took adorable call to me to snap back to reality. He dragged out a seat opposite him and told me to have a seat, which I did. Then, I asked him why he had me over at his house and he informed me that he would want us to become friends and for us to get to know each other better. I was thrown aback and wondered why he would want to be friends with me, we did not have anything in common, I did not belong to a royal family, we were not from the same social walks of life to top it all up, there was a ten year age gap between us and it was even more awkward since I was the female in this ‘friendship’ and he was the male. I guess he could read my mind as he got up and pulled his seat towards mine and asked me that I should not worry if was not comfortable being ‘friends’ with him. In order not to disappoint him, I agreed to become friends with him. He then told me to follow him. Of course, I did so because I was more like a star-struck fan. I followed him across the house, and we stood in front of some closed doors which he eventually took me into, and then we found ourselves in an empty room. He took me into this room and by the time we got to another door in that room, he asked me one more time, if I would be okay being friends with him , I nodded. Then, he opened the doors to the room and it turned out to be a scene straight out of the Fifty Shades of Grey. I was too stunned to speak and it was written all over my face. Quickly he shut the room door, but I held unto the door and took a step in. This was exactly what he wanted, and he literally picked me up the floor and spun me across the room out of joy. I was not too comfortable with the setup, but I was not about to lose a friend. I was not afraid to share my inclination towards what I had seen and he took this well, assuring me he would make the process smooth for me. We both agreed on becoming friends and that was when he brought some sheets of paper for me to sign. I had an idea of the contents of the documents and we both signed and I was right, it was a non-disclosure.

We headed back to the dining table, we ate the feast he prepared for dinner and it was nothing short of being delicious, he had magic in his hands.

After dinner, he offered me a glass of wine and from one glass it led to many, and this was a rare thing for me as I never really indulged in alcohol. Those glasses of wine left me in a not so good place in the morning and that happened to be in David’s bed. By the time, the morning sun shone over my face, and I found David sitting right by my bed with a smile on his face. I looked down at myself and I found myself in a pair of new clothes, that were unknown to me. I turned over to David and he informed that I passed out the night before and he wanted me to feel comfortable, I don’t know whether this made me upset but one thing I knew I was not angry even despite knowing that David would have seen what I had looked like without clothes on. David wanted to be sure we were still on good terms as friends and I assured him we were still on good terms, this made him breathe a sigh of relief.

 He heads out of the room and lets me know that he would be in his study room to sort out some document. As he was heading out, he turned back to me and told me if I needed anything I was more than welcome to join him

I let him go and tried to figure out my way to the kitchen, because I was suffering from a terrible headache. I got myself some pain killers and this made me feel better. I found my way to his study room, I wanted to tell David I would be taking my leave but this quick stop at the leaving room led to the not so unexpected. As I knocked on his door, it was opened unto me and this time there was just a towel wrapped round his waist, I wanted to turn back but I couldn't, instead I found his lips, moving against mine slowly , me imitating his actions by moving at the same space and our slow kiss eventually becoming full of hunger and want. Before I knew it, he had bent me over the tabletop, and he smacked my butt as he initially slowly entered into me and quickened his pace doing it more vigorously. This was the order of the day for us until the next morning, which was a workday, I had to go to work but David was not letting me go. He held unto me from that very day, and he always had me by his side. We got so addicted to each other, that I even quit my job so he would have me all to himself. This was how our love story began. It was the best thing that ever happened to me, but this beautiful part of my life was cut short when David announced to the world that he wanted to marry me. This was not well accepted by his family and from that moment on all eyes were on me and many people dug into my life and eventually they found out that I was the Lady Whistleblow of Ikoyi. This was devastating news which I wanted to keep a secret because this hidden part of my life had caused severe damage to many including, David’s sisters who I had continuously written about and defamed through my words. By the time, this news was out, it was not music to David’s ears, and this led to him getting involved in an accident which left him paralyzed.

From day of that accident, up till now I had not heard a word from David, there were rumors' that his parents had sent him abroad to receive better medical treatment. All sort of news was flying about, I even heard that his marriage was being arranged to a Princess from another part of the country. All the efforts I made to get in touch was to no avail. I even went as far as apologizing to all those who I had hurt with my words most especially his sisters, but they still did not forgive me, they warned to stay far away from their brother. It even got so bad, that the Queen offered to pay me off, to leave the city and her son for good. Still, I stuck to what I wanted, and this was the Prince, I knew I was a changed person which was not just being a gossip monger looking for an extra income. I had found my purpose in life and that was David and I wanted him back. 

Indeed, David too wanted me back and it did not take long for souls to reconnect and this was through the help of his sister Titi who felt I had done her a favor by letting the cat out of the bag.

10 MONTHS LATER

I was being rushed into the delivery room and I could not stop cussing at David. I was letting him know how difficult it is to push a little one. He stood there and not for once did he have a frown on his face, he supported me through every single outburst. Not for one second did he leave my side as I pushed continuously until I felt that emptiness in me.

He was now my husband and he had just become my baby daddy to the sweetest little thing ever. His family that were once against were now all by my side and they all had gleaming faces