EPISODE ONE
Some memories can never be shared with anyone, because they are unexplainable…….anonymous

Susan sat at the edge of the bed tensed, looking pitiful and deranged, not knowing what to do leaves her perplexed and powerless. Susan was not the type to always take the brunt end, or look defeated but it was a surprise she has been defeated in this aspect. (You might want to ask which aspect?.... well keep your curiosity tucked in because the story just begun). she stood and glare at nothing in particular, as her once neat-and-tidy room has been torn down and turned over, not leaving any corner tidy. All in the bid to seek solution but home was found.
She decides to visit the trouble maker in his office.

She got outside her house to get her car only to recall after a minute of a confused state, that her car has been with the mechanic since a week now, she became even more annoyed with herself.
She check through her wallet to see if she has enough money to take her to Frank’s place. In the process, she drops a letter unnoticed right on her threshold.

Unaware of this, she left for frank’s place in a hurry and with fright of not knowing how she was going to tell it to him.
She got to Fran.J Allied company which Frank was the boss and has so many affiliated companies under it. {That’s just to tell you how rich the FRANK might be}
Just in time before he left for the meeting he would be having at that time, with a sad and no smiling face, she made her way to the secretary's desk and asked if Frank was on seat but wouldn’t be able to see him.
“Why” she asked acidly
The secretary responded “madam, the CEO would be heading out for an important meeting few minutes to now and all appointment with him this hour has been cancelled, you could wait, but it might take about an hour or two before you can see him. I will order you tea—she interrupted the ever-fluent British lady standing behind the desk in front of her.
“You know what.....she cuts in
“What madam?” The secretary replied in curiosity
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

EPISODE 2
IN MY CLOSET by Comfort. I (comfyflex)

“His meeting can wait till when I am done with him but this hour is the best time to see him.” She said confidently


“Madam I'm sorry, but you can’t see him now and besides, you haven’t booked an appoint___"

Susan yelled angrily at the secretary “Hey you!!! When I say now, I mean now!!!”
The polite manners of the secretary didn't do anything to calm her nerves and she vented anger on the innocent young lady in front of her with full on glare.

Startled at the drama that has played out in front of her as few people in the lobby waited to know what has happened.
"𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩" she imagined.
She quivered with a move for the land line to put a call through to the CEO’s office when Susan made her way to Frank’s office but her actions to stop her proved futile.

"Oh no! Not now! I might be in deep trouble” she rolled her eyes exasperated, her face distorted.
She proceeded the dial to the boss office to give a quick-time saving heads up because the lady seems trouble. It rang twice before it was picked....


============

...Frank moved around the furnished broad mahogany desk to pick the land line. “yes?..." He chided

Carolyn, the secretary explained what has just transpired down at the lobby and what the impending doom is.


“Don’t fuss, I will handle things well here. Don’t stop her. Next time when you see her, give me heads up right?. He dictated and dropped the receiver with a puffy sigh.

“Yes sir” She grumbled into the silent receiver. Her face sporting a wearing smile, she handed the phone back into its cradle and slouched into her seat.
𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴.


============


Susan got inside, scowled immediately her eyes settled on Frank who was standing at the other end of his office desk picking up some files that would be needed for his meeting.

"Suzzy baby, what's up? You are so lucky to meet me in the office, that's one of the reasons I ask you not to always call up at my office unexpectedly because I'm always occupied. You wouldn't even have met me a minute later than now" Frank rambled without looking up as he picked his way from his desk to his cabinets where files for meeting are always stored.

The room fell into a tensed silence as if he was alone in the office. He glanced up bothered, raised a perfect brow at Susan for not saying a word since he had been talking but dropped the files he was holding when Susan's expression gave a serious warning

"You only come to me with this face when there's a problem that involves me, what now, Susan?" He prodded.
He pushed out his upper thorax on his angled arms resting on his desk, his face a bit pushed out.
Susan moved away from behind the door she has been standing since she came into the office to stand behind the two seats before the desk.
A knock came on that killed what she was about to say. Frank called in the visitor behind the door but the person happened to be the secretary who came in to hand over the important key note drafts for the meeting that Frank had earlier told her to go through.
After passing it over to him, without allowing her to say one word, all in a bid to dismiss her, he waved her off telling her to move ahead to the board room that he would be in shortly. The gesture gave the secretary a clear message that her boss was in the middle of a crisis that required all his attention, so she hurried out without a further hesitation or sideways glance.

The entrance of the secretary gave Susan more time to process and gather her thoughts, hence with the exit of the secretary she was now with a more confident look and a composed stance.
She relayed everything to Frank, from how she had been having some feverish feelings for a month to how she had ignored it until some weeks ago when it became persistent, that was when she decided to visit the Doctor and here she was to tell him she'sexpecting.

"Oh no! Oh no!" (Frank whispered) already sweating profusely on hearing the last statement of her narration, he bursted out suddenly, sat down with the shock like a man drained of all his energy, he managed to voice out above whispers...

“You could have done better than this? WHY!!!......What the heck were you thinking? But I thought you were better at this and knew never to miss it out”

“You don’t talk to me like that Frank”. She refuted.

They both glared at each other devastated, fuming, the room charged with anger which was obviously engraved on their faces.

“You just have to find solution to this”. Frank imposed.

"anyway, so what___?”


Susan evil laugh cut Frank short as she jeered “Did you just say YOU……..as in, it seems to me you don’t know what mess you are into already, so let me correct you, it is 'WE'. I mean WE are in this together!” she gave her final words in a plain and pained tone.


To dismiss the tension between the two battered lovers, Frank rounded his table to get closer to Susan where she has sat down dejectedly. As he took a long and thoughtful stride, he smiled trying to dissolve his earlier anger towards Susan.


“Baby you know how much I love you and we ain’t suppose to be having this argument or conversation but the news got me shattered and perplexed….. and beside I thought you knew better of how to…”

Susan cut him off before he could finish the sentence. “Don’t even go there; I won’t watch you insult me for the second time. All this while you have been enjoying the game you didn’t think of a day like this….ehn….. (shakes her head pitifully)….. and for me to remind you that am a human being that is prone to mistake shows the level of your stupidity.”

Frank on his edge again almost dived into anger; “Hey! You don’t have to be insultive because I know I gave you everything to keep this a secret and to avoid all mistake………. Anyways let’s just forget about the problem and see what can be done to alienste it.”

He continued….” See, money is not the problem….. you need to eliminate this….. he pointed at Susan’s stomach…. I have a wife and two kids and I don’t need a third child”


Frank sighed and sat back on his plush seat.


"What do we do now?" He asked calmly


"I should ask you that!" Susan steam with anger.


"Abortion is not an option" Susan chipped in


Frank rubbed his face for the umpteenth time. "My wife must not hear about this"

"My boyfriend would be back from the States today" at the brink of tears, Susan countered.

Silence fell on them before the landline chimed and Frank picked it up to answer.
His eyes opened wide to whatever was being said over the phone and he lowered the phone back into it's cradle.


"I just lost a contract worth of billions because of your inappropriate visit Susan!" He let out exasperated.


"Well...same goes for me, i should be on my way to the airport now, to pick my fiance instead of in your office"
Susan glared at him with vicious look in her eyes.


"I have a suggestion" Frank face light up as an idea struck him.

"Why don't you force it on your boyfriend? You are still in the early stage, you can make him mate with you and after a month you tell him you are pregnant?" His curious eyes settled on Susan's face eagerly.

Mouth wide opened and eyes almost popping out of their socket, Susan gaped back dumb founded...



EPISODE 3
IN MY CLOSET


ARE. YOU. OUT. OF. YOUR. MIND?! screamed Susan as she drawl her words with vigor and venom. Her eyes blazing with punished tears mix with horror

Frank was taken aback by her emotional outburst. "Will you please keep it down" This time, he treaded with caution.

Arms akimbo and ragged breathing, Susan fumed at him, with a diagust look on her face.

"Frank, what kind of a man are you?"

Shock etched on his face.

"You had the guts to flirt around, to destroy many young girls life and leave your wife at home peacefully! And you are not even ashamed to ask me to give what is not another man's problem to him?"

"Tell me?" (Susan has tears streaming down her face in sucession).

Frank indifferent stance not only fuel the boiling anger in Susan to the highest degree but it also had Susan giving him what he had feared would happened.

"Well...It's not my fault you are stupid to let it slip in. You are so damn good at this. That was the recommendation I got. I didn't know you would turn out to be a moron and also a cry baby.... Gosh! You disgust me!" His face contorted into a loathing face.


Susan wiped her tears. She dipped into her pocket and brought out a card. She stamped it on the table and all that she gave away was a bored look.

Frank raised a questioning eyebrow.

"In case you have lost my contact, here, you have it again (she points at the card on the table) Frank trust me, you don't know what I'm capable of.

She turned on her heels to leave but stop abruptly and walk around the office desk to give Frank a peck on the left cheek.

"Mind you, I have videos and can make a great money from that if I released it to the press. (With a smirk) I'm sure you know what would happen if I do"

She let out an evil laugh.

"I bet to know what your wife will do, if she finds out"

Struck by the lightening of her words, Frank lost all five senses as he stood transfixed, jaw almost hitting the floor and face opened wide in horror.




EPUSODE 4
IN MY CLOSET


Frank wasted no time after Susan left his office, in clearing his desk as he put call through to his "boys" to relay what has transpired between him and Susan.

The "boys" popularly called triple "F" has been together since college. Frank, a member of "The black brotherhood" with Francis and Fredrick met during an outing for the group. Frank being known as the strongest was made the don of the fraternity before he left and gave his old life up to become a better man but little did he know, 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥.

He had only kept good relationship with these two men because of the similarity in their names. They couldn't break apart after many years of being known as 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙡𝙚 "𝙛" hood 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨. He loved the name.
They later got to interact with each other in the world of work and business many years after and they found out they were still much bonded together as they were back in collegeee.

Since then, they have been together and always would have a 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 against his wife's wish.

The secretary came in as he dropped the phone to pick his briefcase. A brain-wrecking glare told her to ship off whatever she had to say in her mind.

"Sir, are you leaving?" She asked cautiously

"Does it look like I'm having a feast here? He retorted with a mild glare this time.

"But the meeting is still in progress and they await you sir" she replied back anxiously awaiting for him to say something as he just ignored her and pick his jacket from the coat hook in his office and head out

"Sir..." She tried again as she followed after him but made sure to keep her distance as Frank is a man to loose his temper quick.

"I'm done for today, dismiss the meeting!" Frank exploded on her, she stood still and eyes bulging out of their socket at the daggers thrown at her in Frank's glare. He made his way into the elevator and rode down and out of the luxurious building.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Frank got to the privatebbar in one of the less crowded part of the city, where mainly rich men and business men, including celebrity get to unwind and tuck away from the bustling city. His clothes drenched with sweat and his well-perfectly iron suit and shirt has wrinkles on it.
He loosen his tie with vigor, sat on one of the stools at thee counter and wave down the barman, he was immediately attended to as the barman placed a cold drink before him.


He reflected back on how he had met Susan on a business trip, introduced to him by Fredrick. He never wanted to involve in the rendezvous with Susan. He loves his wife and would do anything to make her happy but at that time, his wife had travelled out of the country and he was suffering.



EPISODE 5
IN MY CLOSET
by (comfyflex) Ogunfalu Comfort

He had waited like he was in now waiting in an Italian restaurant on the Island just like this for the boys and he kept looking as men like him who supposedly were meant to be in a business meeting, whirling away time talking about trends and trivialities in the corporate world. Each men with their secretary or 'side chick' as they chatter away. 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵.
An hour later, the two men had came in, profusely begged furious Frank who wouldn't hear any of it. But as they had known the only way to calm him was to introduce the slim but curvy lady standing mutely behind Frederick to him, to have his anger subdued.
Fred had introduced Susan as an associate in his business.
Susan, light skin toned, pretty with the brightest eyes known to man with sparks of adventure to it had quickly caught Frank's attention and brought him down as his eyes roamed over her a couple of times and instantly he fell in love or better still in lust with her. They fell into a quick nice conversation filled with giggles due to Frank's wits and snippets of jokes and winks from the boys. Since that fateful day, they've been indulging in the 𝘢𝘤𝘵.
The boys plan had work but it had also caused him a lot of troubles from the incessant calling from Susan for '𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"How could she be pregnant..ehn?" Frank muttered to himself as he sips his drink whilst checking the time "20 minutes late"
At that moment, the two men entered, sporting nice hair cut and scruffy shave with expensive suit cladding their body. They spots Frank at the bar counter before and made their way to him.


"Frank Frank, Frank the bad guy!" hails Francis as he back slap him friendly.

Frank's face scrunch up to warn him to desist from joking with him.

"You guys haven't stopped holding me on the wait eh?"

"Old habits die hard guy..." Fred replied dismissively but was cut off by rude remark from Francis who just dropped the call he had on when they entered.

"...And what are you doing with soda when what you need right now is a strong drink?"

Frank ignores the mild glares they shoot at him, instead he ask why they came late but the two men flipped his question and ordered a chilled beer each, after which they all moved to a booth that's more comfortable for their conversation.


Francis speaks first as they finally settled into the seats in one of the few booths in the secluded stained-glass partitioned section usually for the 'high-class boys' who loves to enjoy their drinks away from the bubbly section.

"Frank, let's be frank (he smirk at his pun), you are at fault"

Frederick and Frank gave a look

"Yes!...(he explains further)...you have been with that girl for too long. I mean, for the past 2 years, you should have do away with her. 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘴...but you obviously brought your own 𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘴 home with you"

Frederick laughs at the sardonic explanation given to the matter but stops as the two others men eyes disapprove the fun he sees in the matter.

"What do I do now?" Frank begged in a desperate tone.




EPISODE 6
IN MY CLOSET
by (comfyflex) Ogunfalu Comfort

Frederick in all sobriety answered him
"If you really want to get back your PEACE...(he puts more emphasis)... you know what to do" he finalized with a shrug

The intensity of distress on Frank's face indicates he didn't know what Frederick just implied. Francis ladled him out of his desperation as he adds on..
"Do what we do back then in university. Leave no trace behind. Clean your own mess!" A finality to his accent.

Realization hit him but he bobs his head up and down with his eye brows knit together. They changed the discussion to other matters that's not pressing. They ordered more beers and made sure he had enough alcohol in his system.

Into the late evening, Francis and Frederick decides to call it a night but not until they ensure Frank called his chauffeur, who arrived the venue as Francis and Frederick helps Frank out of the bar to his car and the drivers zooms off. The two other men dispersed after their customary goodbyes.


**** ***** ****** *****

Frank's Chauffeur drops him at home, he alight. The chauffeur zooms off as Frank makes his way briskly into the the skyscraper building. He waves at the security as he opens the door to him.

He hurries into the elevator as he punch in his floor numbers. He rides up to the pent house in silence.
All his thoughts flashing on about the phone call he got from his wife while at work. He couldn't think of what the urgency could be as she didn't give away much information.

"Could it be that___"
The elevator door opens and he comes out...
© Ogunfalu Comfort