When I was 24 years old, I worked at a "forex trading" company as customer care rep. I lived in Maryland and the office was at Anthony Village, this meant I could take walks to a certain point and then board a bike at an affordable rate to my destination.
One day, as I walked to work and not far from home, a sleek BMW pulled up beside me. The older man driving asked where I was going, upon learning I was headed to Anthony Village, he generously offered to drop me off. I accepted.
In the car, we exchanged introductions; his name was Ken.
We had small talk until I got to my destination. I was pleasantly surprised when he promised to send his driver to pick me up and drop me off at home at 5 pm.
I received a call some minutes before 5 PM, it was Ken's driver calling to inform me that he had arrived. I dragged my colleague, Titi along. We stepped outside only to be greeted by a magnificent Range Rover.
One day, as I walked to work and not far from home, a sleek BMW pulled up beside me. The older man driving asked where I was going, upon learning I was headed to Anthony Village, he generously offered to drop me off. I accepted.
In the car, we exchanged introductions; his name was Ken.
We had small talk until I got to my destination. I was pleasantly surprised when he promised to send his driver to pick me up and drop me off at home at 5 pm.
I received a call some minutes before 5 PM, it was Ken's driver calling to inform me that he had arrived. I dragged my colleague, Titi along. We stepped outside only to be greeted by a magnificent Range Rover.
The driver, courteous and professional, opened the door for us. It was a surreal moment.
The routine continued – Ken picking me up for work, and his driver ensuring I safely returned home. Discovering Ken's age, 47, and single, coupled with the reassurance from my brother-in-law who knew him, instilled a sense of comfort. Ken claimed to appreciate my maturity and decency, despite my age and even promising to change my life by taking me abroad.
At that age, I never agreed to date anyone so quickly, so I told Ken, I would 'think about it.' Nonetheless, I enjoyed the free car rides and the nice dates. Plus a successful man was asking poor me out, what a privilege!
This idyllic life began to crumble when Ken started dictating my wardrobe choices. He would ask me to wear short skirts and gaping tops whenever I was stopping by at his office. I did as I was told. When he saw me, he told me he wanted me to dress my age, the tops were not showing enough cleavage and the skirts were not short enough.
Ah! I thought this bros said he liked that I was decent? I told myself we were not dating and he couldn't tell me what to do, still, I went to the market and bought some short skirts and v-neck tops/blouses.
I soon found myself uncomfortable with the revealing attire so I stopped wearing them. Ken was not happy.
As Ken's impatience grew with me, so did his temper during phone calls, where he berated me for not accepting his proposal promptly. He would shout at me on the phone, tell me how he wanted me to get out of poverty and make me a United States citizen but I was not obedient and I was wasting time like a child.
I told some of my friends about his behaviour and temper and they thought it was a big opportunity I didn't want to miss out on. They asked me to 'manage' him.
It just didn't feel right.
His tone was too condescending and it felt like I was already indebted to him for taking me to work and picking me up.
So, I stopped picking his calls and that was the end of that.
Recently, I learned that Ken had been in prison in America for eight years. He was convicted of marital rape and endangering his children during a domestic violence situation.
It turned out, the vicim was a young lady he met in Nigeria and flew abroad for a better life.
At that age, I never agreed to date anyone so quickly, so I told Ken, I would 'think about it.' Nonetheless, I enjoyed the free car rides and the nice dates. Plus a successful man was asking poor me out, what a privilege!
This idyllic life began to crumble when Ken started dictating my wardrobe choices. He would ask me to wear short skirts and gaping tops whenever I was stopping by at his office. I did as I was told. When he saw me, he told me he wanted me to dress my age, the tops were not showing enough cleavage and the skirts were not short enough.
Ah! I thought this bros said he liked that I was decent? I told myself we were not dating and he couldn't tell me what to do, still, I went to the market and bought some short skirts and v-neck tops/blouses.
I soon found myself uncomfortable with the revealing attire so I stopped wearing them. Ken was not happy.
As Ken's impatience grew with me, so did his temper during phone calls, where he berated me for not accepting his proposal promptly. He would shout at me on the phone, tell me how he wanted me to get out of poverty and make me a United States citizen but I was not obedient and I was wasting time like a child.
I told some of my friends about his behaviour and temper and they thought it was a big opportunity I didn't want to miss out on. They asked me to 'manage' him.
It just didn't feel right.
His tone was too condescending and it felt like I was already indebted to him for taking me to work and picking me up.
So, I stopped picking his calls and that was the end of that.
Recently, I learned that Ken had been in prison in America for eight years. He was convicted of marital rape and endangering his children during a domestic violence situation.
It turned out, the vicim was a young lady he met in Nigeria and flew abroad for a better life.
by diaryofaniaijagirl on X
Thank God she gave herself sense and quit when the kitchen was just getting hot.
ReplyDeleteAll that glitters is not gold
ReplyDelete👍👍👍
DeleteIf naira woman no convict you of marital rape and domestic violence who will. Although I'm not comfortable with being treated like a fool
ReplyDeleteShe writes for fun so it is hard to believe her story sometimes, but if it is true, I’m glad she learned quickly.
ReplyDeleteShe said they are her personal stories.
DeleteThat’s not true , when she writes about her personal life, it’s never for fun, and if you’ve followed Ife for long , she’s talked about that her work period before.
DeleteThat’s how you people lie authoritatively here like you know the person. yimu
Miss Aboki the person saw that too but ofcos
DeleteIfe writes for fun. Believe all she writes at your own peril.
Delete47 - 24 the age gap is enough reason to take off! I mean a man of of 47 still single? Hmm
ReplyDeleteThis is my line of thought as well, why is a successful 47 year old man single? Either he had a woman he's no longer with or he is a very difficult person so all the ladies he met ran away. Not all free money is good money oh.
DeleteSo what is the motive of the story or the reason
ReplyDeleteHe claimed he liked that she was decent but he obviously wanted something else other than her decency.
DeleteWe should always use our sense of reasoning.
No be every advice we go jump upon.
Do proper vetting. No close eye follow red flags
Wahalur
ReplyDeleteThis one na thanks giving post o
Lol
Ppl looking for someone to control will always start with your clothes and how you should dress.
ReplyDeleteInside life!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure there was a time you regrets that you turned him down?
That's life for you. Every disappoint na blessing in disguise.😎
Ife is wealthy. Although she has always documented how she rose through the ranks.
DeleteThank God you did not ignore the red flag,you saw the signs and left,maybe you would have become one of his victim,poor you,who would have helped you out,you would have remain his sex slave forever........ Josaria
ReplyDeleteposter you would have been his victim but thank goodness your borrowed some sense.
ReplyDeleteLadies and freebies, that is why for every missing persons’ report u see, women are the majority. So a man in a BMW would jist pull up by the road side and you would tell him ur destination and even just enter the car on the very first day?? Then he kpt dropping u off after work and ur parents didn’t bother to ask who is that person witn that kind of car? Knowing that no be dem get the car. Sha thank God for ur life and i hope u instill discipline in ur girl child abeg.
ReplyDeleteI tell you. Hers na ashewo family gangan minus nothing
DeleteComing from a gender that pulls up by the roadside and carrés a complete stranger home, has sex with them n even sleep off beside them all in the name of hookup
Delete17:46 you are spot on. I know someone that carries a different roadside call girl home every other night. Also heavily into hook ups. But if you see how he always puts down girls and women ehhhnnn..........smh.
Delete17:46, no i’m not a man, i’m a woman. The hook up excuse u brought, please going by the reports we read daily here, who is more at risk of something bad happening to them? How many women have been successful killing their hook up partners compared to the number of female hook up partners that have died?
DeleteThere! U have ur answer. It is not gender war, it is common sense, we are at the receiving end of everything, even the abroad that u wud come bck and shout, their women move with pepper spray in their bags, because yh, the law works but more women are still kidnapped, raped and killed compared to men. Go watch ID extra
It's the emoji for me though
ReplyDeleteThank God for giving her wisdom and boldness to avoid marrying him.
ReplyDeletedang lifestyle!!!
ReplyDeleteThank God for her
ReplyDeleteYou sure dodged a bullet. Thank GOD for you
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