I had hoped the first yams would live up to its reputation. Every market day, before my capture, Akande Agan’s wives would brag about his first yams. Haughtily walking through the market clad in their expensive aso-oke, they let their hips swing and beads rattle while they sang praises hips of their husband’s first yams.
Jeez! Bloodthirsty much? I love that she took her power back
Hhahaaha
Okay. I didn't expect that 👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿
Damn!!
The ending >>>
Hauwa’s stories/newsletter is God’s present to me🥺
Awwwww
Ko tie dun.. 😂😂😂
Wow
This write likes blood too much 😅
Yay
Amazing Hauwa. Damnnn!
Savage! Gruesome! Epic! Vengeful! Bloodthirsty! Sensual!👏👏
God sent😩😩... The way I need weekly stories in my life
Hawaaaa you’re amazing
This is beautiful
Now this is what I call lit✨.. this part
“My smile started to come back as I wondered if he had the same red blood running down Akande Agan’s side.”>>>>>>
Hauwaa you’re spectacular
This is too good