The First Temptation I never planned to sleep with her. God knows I tried to resist. But something about Ekaete—my 22-year-old housemaid from Calabar—made it hard to ignore her presence. She moved around the house with effortless grace, always in tight Ankara wrappers that clung too well to her hips. My wife, Amaka, barely noticed. She was always tired, always busy with church meetings, office deadlines, and women’s fellowship. Our marriage had turned cold—no kisses, no passion, not even a soft touch. I was starving for attention… starving for warmth. Then one Friday night, it happened. Amaka had travelled to
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