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I took my husband from his cheating fiancé and I’m glad I did

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I separated my husband from his unfaithful fiancée, and I’m pleased I did. This is the story of a cheating fiancée whose boyfriend I took on a silver platter. Accra Sports Stadium, 2011. I noticed him before he noticed me. He was making his way towards the row of bleachers where I was sitting. He had a mesmerizing appearance. He was of medium height and had wide shoulders. His sculpted abs were apparent through his t-shirt, enhanced by a non-existent waist. I unashamedly looked at him, and he returned my gaze with his brilliant smile. I returned her grin and altered my crop top to show off what little cleavage I had.

That’s when I noticed her and developed an immediate disliking to her. She looked like something out of an erotic film, and she was stunning! He extended his hand to her, and she grabbed it and clung to him. He glanced at me again and grinned the megawatt smile, but this time I had the impression he was mocking me and saying, “I’m taken, you cow!”

I had no idea the erotica princess was going to make my day
The game pitted King Faisal against Accra Hearts of Oak. My ex had bought the tickets, and we were meant to go to the game together, but he broke up with me just days before the game. I had determined to go to the game anyhow, if only to pass the time and annoy my ex.

The pair sat on the bench in front of me, so I could see them from a higher vantage point. In a frantic bid to avoid relegation, King Faisal was giving Hearts of Oak a run for their money. She was on her phone, which she yanked out as soon as her buttocks struck the bench and began texting. And I was smitten by the painfully attractive pair in front of me. He was watching the game, she was looking at her phone, and I was watching them.

I could see her phone’s screen from where I was. First, she spoke about girlie things with a couple of her girlfriends. But then Yaw Plumber Boy sent me an odd SMS. “He’s in town, therefore I’m forgotten,” it stated. I thought that was an unusual text from a plumber boy, so I started paying close attention. “I have to play the nice fiance, lol,” she said.

They continued on and on, flirting and insulting my lovely spouse, who hadn’t realised I was his wife yet. It wasn’t hard to figure out that Yaw Plumber boy wasn’t plumbing pipes and faucets, but rather Princess Erotica’s erotica. And Princess wasn’t just any regular fiancee; she was a con artist.

“My poor baby,” I thought, there he sat engrossed in the game, cheering on his team, oblivious to the betrayal brewing in his backyard.

I wasted no time borrowing a pen and paper from a fellow spectator, and I scribbled on one side, “Check her phone for messages from Yaw Plumber Boy.”

And on the other side of the piece of paper, I wrote my phone number.

When the game was over, I folded the paper and quickly handed it to him when she was not looking. He looked into my eyes, smiled and shook his head, as if to say, “I cannot believe your audacity.” “Read it,” was all I said.

He contacted me the next day, distressed and angry. Plumber boy was a good buddy of his. He couldn’t believe his fiancee was having an affair with his friend. I couldn’t believe it, I wasn’t sorry for anything, not even for him. “Come to Mama, darling son,” was all I could think.

We became excellent friends over the following few weeks. Not only was he devastated, but he was humiliated at how much of a fool he’d been taken for. And he was persuaded that his whole social circle was mocking him and had known all along. I listened to him rant, watched his great heart break, and saw him quiver with weeping. His finance’s infidelity took its toll on him, and he needed all the help and comfort he could receive. I stood by his side and loved him through his suffering.

He broke up with Princess Erotica, the unfaithful fiance, just weeks before their wedding. To her credit, she attempted to repair the situation. She begged and pleaded, but his family was adamant that he not marry her or even continue a friendship with her.
His mother once grabbed me aside and whispered, “Get pregnant for him.”
“In due time,” I said with a smile.

I adored him and wished for him to reciprocate my feelings. I had no intention of capturing a man whose heart had become sour as a result of betrayal. So I kept my calm, stayed and seemed to be a loyal friend, and waited for him to see me with his heart.

We were in my living room one night, him stretched on the carpet watching football and me sitting on the couch revising his poorly written thesis about the Cypriot recession. Then, out of nowhere, he rolled over to me and started rubbing my foot. I smiled down at him, and he rewarded me with the megawatt smile. When we caught gazes, I knew he was ready. We’d been friends for months and experienced many wonderful moments, but that one was different; the way he looked at me was passionate, and his eyes gave him away.
“I believe this is how support and love feel; can we quit being friends?” He inquired.

“Stop being friends?” I cocked my head to the side and asked.

“Yes, and be this instead…” He held my face in his hands and gave me the kiss of all kisses.

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I introduced her to fraud but she scammed me and married my Canadian-based friend

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I introduced her to fraud but she scammed me and married my Canadian-based friend

I used to do fraud. Someone introduced it to my buddy, who then introduced it to me. The game has different stages. We were at the bottom of the game’s ladder, so we didn’t make much money, but the risk involved was excellent. Aside from the danger, you must labour every day in order to earn GHC500 every week.

We slept very little because our clients were all over the world, and because of the time difference, we had to stay awake in order to communicate with them. I had a major hit one day. I received GHC7,000 from a bargain and immediately purchased an iPhone for my girlfriend, Cynthia. She was aware that I was involved in fraud, yet she was uninterested. She became interested in the business when I gave her the iPhone and told her how I obtained it.

So when I had a customer who claimed to be a girl, Cynthia was the one who spoke to them. She was the one who set up the video calls. We were still struggling. We halted operations since the money was not flowing as promised.

Life was difficult for two jobless lovers. I couldn’t help her. I couldn’t help myself, so we relied on the generosity of friends who were succeeding in the game.

Ernest, a buddy of mine from Canada, came over one day, and we were all hanging around. Cynthia later informed me, “Your friend likes me.” He was licking his lips and staring at me in some way. Let’s go get some money from him. Tell him I’m not your girlfriend. Allow him to take me so we may obtain money from him.”

Ernest was formerly a player in the game. He went outdoors after getting money. I warned Cynthia Ernest that she might catch the hint, but she was so enthusiastic about collecting money that we gave it a shot. “Don’t let him sleep with you,” was the lone caution. Never.”

She brought me GHC 500 a week later. “He gave me 1,000 GHC.” “That’s your cut,” she explained.

Ernest was hiding the affair because he was afraid I would be upset if I found out he was seeing my sister. He was even concealing it from the team, but we were aware of what was going on.

He was here for a month, and we earned a lot of money.

He was still sending money after he left. Cynthia gave me my portion. I got a job and advised her not to see Ernest anymore. She didn’t give up. It escalated into a brawl, in which I threatened to let the cat out of the bag. “If you try it, you’ll go to jail,” she said. You know I’m familiar with all of your previous transactions. How much money can you offer me to get me to quit seeing Ernest?”

Cynthia is currently in Canada with Ernest, where they are having the time of their life. I tear up when I see their images. When I see these videos on Instagram, I want to kick them in the video.

Ernest finally understands reality. Cynthia, I believe, informed him in a way that she wouldn’t be held responsible, saying something like, “He gave me to you so we could get money from you, but I fell for you because you’re a good person.” That sort of thing.

I must confess, they had the final laugh. Cynthia informed me the last time I spoke with her, “If you stop being bitter, I will send you something small every month.” You don’t have to hate me since I don’t hate you.”

I bowed my head and kicked the bitterness out of my heart because money is money.

That girl is the only honest scammer there is. She maintained her promise. She occasionally sends me money. She’s gradually rebuilding the bridge between me and my old friend Ernest. She duped me, but I can’t really complain. I still have feelings for her but in a different manner. I adore her as someone who looks after me.

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I adore my husband, but I also love my boss

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I adore my husband, but I also love my boss

My spouse is fantastic. He’s a wonderful father to our children, and I adore him.

Everything went well till I saw my Boss for the first time lately. I had just recently begun working at my new workplace, therefore, I had never met the Boss in person. He was smitten with me from the moment he saw me. He knows I’m married and is fine with it.

He treats me like a lady and pays all of my bills. He pays for stuff I don’t even realise I need. I enjoy spending time with him. He makes me feel incredibly protected, and with him, the world may disappear for all I care.

He is not married and, in his own words, is eager to “be here” for me.

We are yet to have shuperu, but he kissed me last night before we split ways, and I’ve been craving his kiss all day. Not only have I been thinking about his kiss, but also about what it would be like to lay in bed with him and yield to his wishes.

I tell him how much it pains me to do this to my husband, and he says, “Don’t worry. Everything will be well. He can’t be harmed by what he doesn’t know.”

He has a knack of getting under my skin emotionally. Only my husband has been able to reach me in the same manner that my employer has, and it makes me want to keep him—keep him and keep my husband.

My spouse just refers to him as my Boss. If he finds out, he would undoubtedly break down and break up with me, therefore I’ve learnt not to leave any evidence. I’m in a state of confusion right now. Confused because my husband needs to hurt me or treat me horribly in order for me to fall in love with someone else, but in this situation, everything is perfect between us, but I still long for someone new.

I desperately need my job, therefore I don’t want to offend my employer. This is the only job I’ve ever had that pays above and above my expectations. I simply cannot afford to lose it. Aside from that, I want my employer and I need my husband. I wish there was a way for the two to coexist.

The gravity of the situation is that, since meeting my employer, shuperu with my spouse has become a responsibility for me. I make myself available to him, but I don’t feel anything. It’s similar to the fable of the brook and the stone. What effect may the stream have on the stone? Nothing. He’s doing it, and I’m thinking about my employer. I am aware that I require assistance.

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Woman sues boyfriend for abandoning her after funding his extravagant lifestyle

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Woman sues boyfriend for abandoning her after funding his extravagant lifestyle

A heartbroken lady has hauled her lover, Hassan Umar, to a Kano magistrates’ court for having dumped her after spending N900,000 on him.

In court, the woman’s counsel said that the defendant claimed he was in love with his client and that they had agreed to marry.

However, after spending the money on him, Umar abandoned her and stopped seeing her.

The defendant, on the other hand, pled not guilty to the accusations, explaining that it was merely a relationship that did not survive the test of time.

Following the reading of the charges, the Magistrate requested that both sides produce their witnesses for the next postponed session.

Addressing journalists after the court sitting, the woman said:

“I doubt he didn’t charm me. Whatever he asked me I did it instantly. I cooked different types of food for him, including chicken, meat, and even two rams.

“I spent over N900,000 on him. But from there, he started showing me as if he didn’t care. Later he stopped coming to me.”

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