🇳🇬🤎BROWN SKIN GIRL🇬🇧🇺🇸
{Love across races}
Theme: She’s a Nigerian
Genre: Romance
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved
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CHAPTER 61&62
•The abandoned Warehouse•
Yolanda sat with mouth wide agape, staring at her father whose head was down.
He’s also chained like his daughter, and tho, the room is without light, the moon pierced through the little window, making them see each other.
“He took me off guard… that boy”Ronald said.
“The almighty Ronald Daw… arrrgggghhh”she groaned as a sharp pain tore through her wrist, as she tried moving.
“Yolanda”Ronald looked up.
“This was supposed to be my wedding but you ruined it, dad! You ought to have been protective enough, you should know Bryan is mad and he’d do anything to me because he hates me. You should have protected me with secret guards till the wedding! I fúcking love Bryan and if I don’t get married to him, no one else will!”Yolanda screamed, her yells mixing with her pain.
Giving her a definition of an agonizing witch.
“I should have killed him when I had the chance, Yolanda. He’s the heir to his family’s business and getting rid of him was the best option but you never let me, because of your senseless obsession you have with him. I thought marrying him to our home would put him in his place, but here we are! I don’t know what he did to my guards, but the time I needed them, they were nowhere to be found!”Ronald snapped.
“I fúcking can’t believe you’re this dumb, FATHER”she muttered. “I should be clapping for you right now, but I fúcking can’t!”she yelled.
“Don’t you dare yell at me!”Ronald screamed.
“Get ready for the worse. My Bryan won’t let you go, not after killing his father. And I’m never forgiving you for killing mom”Yolanda said.
“Tell me you didn’t know all this while? That I killed my wife?. Tell me, Yolanda!”Ronald said.
The door was opened and someone was thrown directly to Ronald’s feet by a tough guy.
Ronald moved his legs, looking down at the grunting guy.
“Your new neighbor, enjoy,”the tough guy said and walked out, locking the door behind him.
Ronald squinted, still trying to process who’s at his feet.
The young man looks like his life was drained from him… he looks like a walking dead.
Beaten on every side, drenched in blood… maybe like twenty trained fighters ganged up to beat him up, because, c’mon, he’s ruined. He’s too weak to get up so he lay on his face, grunting and groaning.
Well, even if he wasn’t weak, he won’t be able to stand up since he’s tied behind.
“Wait… is that… füç? my face”Yolanda screamed as something moved on her face.
She screamed and wriggled till she got herself.
“Is that Dax?!”she screamed.
“Dax?”Ronald squinted.
Dax didn’t say a word, he stopped grunting, accepting his fate.
HE’S DOOMED.
He fell on his face on the wicked, cemented floor.
“Arrrgg. Bryan is too obsessed with that girl!”Yolanda screamed.
“Shut up, Yolanda!”Ronald barked.
“I won’t, not when you can’t do a thing! Not when I’m dying soon. But know this, the brown girl is dying soon, and I know Bryan… he’ll kill me when she dies, but that’ll be nice, I’m already dying by his sweet touch. But you know the annoying part? He’s too obsessed with her that he might kill himself! Bryan is mine… till death!”Yolanda screamed, totally mad.
Ronald watched his daughter.
Is she… mad?
“I don’t care if he kills me, as long as I hear her death news before I die”Yolanda muffled, blinking so her blood wouldn’t enter her eyes.
“Is there something you’re not telling me?”Ronald quietly asked.
“Even in death, Bryan’s mine. I don’t give up easily. If it’s to wait in hell for years, I’ll do it because I know he’s coming to meet me there. Yes, I’ve planned her death, before now”Yolanda smirked, even in pain.
•Bryan’s Home•
Trisha walked around the living room, worried and at the same time, anxious.
She had just spoken with her dad some minutes ago and now, she’s back to being anxious.
She rubbed her necklace for the one thousandth time and heaved a deep sigh.
“Miller, I think I love you… no, I love you”
“I really love you!”she screamed and looked around, touching her chest.
“Fúck… can I really say this?”she muttered and fell her arse on the couch.
Bryan entered that same time and she sprang to her feet, running to him.
She hugged him once, and broke the hug smiling at him.
They stood so close, staring at each other. Chocolate and Patchouli scent filling the air.
Bryan squinted, observing her.
She’s in a see through singlet which poked out her little titties and a bum short stopping exactly below her arse.
Her brown skin glowed softly under the living room neon lights and Bryan found his throat bubbling.
“Miller I…”she said.
His eyes caught hers, demanding for words.
“I…”she blinked once.
“You what?”he covered the little space between them.
“I love you!”she screamed with eyes closed.
This second, they were standing close to each other, the next second second, Bryan was eating Trisha up.
He kissed her raw and hard, not giving her any space to breathe. Trisha in turn didn’t want to breathe. She jumped on him, wrapping her slender legs around his waist, her hands went in his hair, pulling it slowly.
“Aah, Miller”she moaned as he pressed her boobs.
“Let’s finish this upstairs, shall we?”he groaned in her lips.
Without waiting for her ‘YES’, he strode towards the staircase without breaking the kiss.
The sounds of kisses filled the air till they got to Bryan’s room.
He threw her like a thing on the bed and before she could get over it, he crouched over her, locking his lips on hers.
The kiss resumed.
His hand went to her two hands, pinning them above. His other hand went down to her bum short, unzipping it.
His hand entered, he inserted two fingers in there… her coochie.
“Mil… fúck it!”she screamed.
Bang!
Those long fingers hit her spot madly. Her orgasm rushed out. One thing she can’t stop.
Bryan isn’t done.
He rode his fingers in her, staring at her teary eyes. He fúcking loves those tears.
Fúcking her with his fingers, he kissed her tears, meeting her lips again.
Trisha groaned, kissing him back with force, holding her pain of pleasure.
She couldn’t match, not when she could feel his hardness on the side of her leg.
“Fúck… Damn!”she broke the kiss again. He just unlocked a new feeling she’s never felt before.
Something strange, yet sweet.
Her center is breathing so hard. Wait, breathing?
His fingers rolled in her Honeypot and when he finally pulled out, he licked those fingers.
Her teary eyes stayed on his dark ones.
He leaned and kissed her again, making her have a taste of herself.
She’s sweet, she knows. But he’s sweeter.
Bryan released her hands, tearing off her singlet in a jiffy. Her beautiful brown babies poked his chest. He leaned in, sucking one.
“Fúck”she stretched her hand down to his crotch, unzipping his jeans. It was hard doing that since he’s treating her boobs.
But she did it anyway, touching his díck through his shorts.
He’s large!
“Damn, little angel”he bit her nipple, she ‘mhmed’, biting her lips together.
He moved from her, pulling off her bum short together with her panty.
“Fúck, so pretty brown”he growled.
In no time, he’s bare. In his manly form, crouching over her.
Trisha struggled to tilt her head up to stare at him.
He’s too hot. His cóck? Gawd!
Full, long and straight. His pink cap pointed straight at Trisha and she did him the favor of rubbing it.
Who on Earth taught her these things?
Bryan let her stroke him for a minute, groaning silently in pleasure.
Then he slid his length into her.
Trisha felt the world spin. Her back rose from the bed, it fell back. Her fingers dipped in the bed spread, she shook.
Damn, the pain! Tears leaked from both eyes, falling down to her ears..
Bryan entered fully into her, burying himself in her. Filling her everywhere. No space, no remains.
“Christ!”she screamed.
“Damn”he whispered…
He fúcked her slow at first, making her feel him. Then harder.
She gave him the sweetest moan.
She came.
He came…
•The Next Day•
Bryan sat on the dining chair, waiting expectantly. His eyes are on his phone, scrolling through random stuff.
“And lunch is served!”Trisha smiled happily as she came out of the kitchen with a tray.
“You’re ???y,”he said.
“Don’t start now… let’s eat first”she said.
“Hope it’s not weird like the breakfast earlier?”he kept his phone, watching her as she kept the tray before him.
“Bean buns and custard? Nah, this is better”she winked, opening the plate.
“You didn’t call it bean buns that morning”Bryan said, his eyes never leaving her.
“Ohh, Akara”she said, he rolled his eyes watching her pour water on the weird, dried food.
She stirred the food with a spoon and placed the spoon in his palm.
“So… what’s this?”he asked.
“In Nigeria, we call this amazing dish Garri… but since we’re in England, let’s call it granulated cassava,”she replied, walking to sit across from him.
“Trisha!”Bryan groaned.
“Dig in already. Do you want it to get soaked?”Trisha blinked, already enjoying her food. She poured some milk and looked back at Bryan who raised his left brow.
“What?”she asked. “You couldn’t eat Akara and custard this morning, I’m sure you’ll enjoy this one,”Trisha said.
“I can’t eat this gera or whatever”Bryan dropped his spoon.
“Garri!”she corrected.
“I better learn the language”he stood up, taking his plate.
He looked at Trisha for a while before rushing to the kitchen, pouring the food away.
“Bryan, that’s unfair!”she screamed, laughing.
“Let’s go to the Atelier,”he said.
“I won’t let you sketch me till you eat!”she screamed.
“Then I’ll draw you without you being there,”he replied.
“Bryan!”she followed him.
“Gera…”
“It’s Garri!”she screamed.
•Weeks Later~Clinic•
Michelle stormed in, heels clicking. This is the same clinic she left sometime ago, after hearing she was pregnant but here she is again.
She couldn’t abort the child in her womb because after being checked in different hospitals, she’d be chased out.
Yeah, she’s been arrogant but at least, she ought to be told what’s wrong.
No one cared to tell her because she didn’t want to listen but now, she’s feeling more weird than before and she rushed here.
She was checked and asked to wait. Exactly what she’s doing right now.
Until…
The kind doctor called her name, walking slowly to her.
She spun around, arms crossed, smirk plastered on her face.
“Yeah, that’s me,” she snapped, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.
The doctor looked at her, calm, unreadable. “Your HIV test…” she started.
She cut her off with a laugh. “Oh, don’t tell me. Don’t even start. I know I’m fine. I’m only pregnant….”
“….is positive,” the doctor finished.
The words landed like a punch. She froze, then laughed again—bitter, harsh, full of bravado.
“Ha! That’s impossible,” she barked, voice rising beyond control. “You got it wrong. Check it again, dummy!”she yelled.
“Michelle, be calm for once!”the doctor said, sliding the result slip in her hand.
Michelle stared at it for minutes, frozen.
Then she croaked, laughing hysterically.
“Michelle…”the doctor touched her.
“Don’t touch me… I hate being PITIED”she screamed and fell her butt on the floor, re-reading the paper in her hands.
POSITIVE. POSITIVE. POSITIVE.
The words resounded in her ears.
She pinched herself to know if she was dreaming. Nah, this is real. She’s HIV positive!
Tears escaped her eyes.
•Freddy’s Residence•
“We’re here”Freddy held Ann’s hands as they walked inside the large mansion, decorated with flowers and ribbons all over.
On the floor? The red carpet which Ann proudly walked on.
“Wow, beautiful,”she smiled.
A man blowing a trumpet came out of a corner playing a sweet melody.
“Tah-dah”Freddy smiled.
“What’s the meaning?”she laughed.
“Today makes it three months we’re together. I wanted to make it special”he said.
“You’re sweet”she screamed and kissed him.
“You’re delicious,”he winked.
“Silly”she whispered, deepening the kiss.
“Naughty”he replied and claimed her.
•Axel’s Home•
Axel held Courtney’s hand as they entered.
“Courtney!”Ella ran to them with Kiki.
Kiki rubbed herself on Courtney’s legs and she carried the growing kitten.
Yeah, she’s learnt how to touch and carry it.
She hugged Ella at the same time.
“Courtney”Britney walked down the stairs, Courtney immediately got to her, hugging her.
Ella ran upstairs and ran back with a paper, jumping on Courtney’s laps. By now, Courtney’s on the couch with Britney.
Only Axel stood.
“Here. It’s my painting of us… one big happy family”Ella smiled, showing Courtney the paper of a silly colored drawing.
“Here’s big bro and you holding hands, that’s mom behind and Little Ella jumping… oohh, there’s Kiki on my head”Ella described the characters on the paper.
Courtney laughed with Britney and hugged Ella.
“It’s so cute. I’ll keep it forever”she said, Ella blushed.
A strand of tear fell from Britney’s eyes and Axel walked forward with worry in his eyes.
“Mom, are you fine?”he asked.
“Of course. Courtney is such a blessing to my life”Britney sniffled.
“Awwnn”Courtney hugged her.
“I hope Axel’s taking care of you?”Britney asked.
“My big bro is the best, right Courtney?”Ella asked.
“Hmm. The best. He never lets me breathe alone. Always worried about me, I can still remember the time I missed my steps, Axel piggybacked me for the whole week… I never placed my feet on the ground”Courtney explained.
Lies. Isn’t it just two weeks they started dating?
“You’re a good actor”Axel mouthed, not hiding his amazement. She shrugged and smiled at Britney.
“He’s really the best,”she said.
“I swear I love you so much”Axel said and got to her, pulling her up.
He kissed her.
Her lids batted, but in no time she kissed him back.
Their second kiss. Their first real kiss.
Lovers kiss.
“Awwn”Ella hugged her mother. Kiki meowed happily.
•Night~An open garden•
Only Trisha and Bryan are here, staring lazily at the stars in the sky.
Both are on the grass. Trisha’s head is on Bryan’s chest tho.
“So, what do you hate the most?”she whispered, licking her hand. She just finished licking popsicles.
“Yolanda,”he replied.
She looked up, hitting his chest. “I said, what… not who”she laughed.
“She’s a ‘what’. She’s a thing”Bryan said.
“You”she shook her head and relaxed back on his chest.
“You fear her then”she teased.
“I only fear one person and that’s YOU”he clarified, she looked up again.
“Bryan”
“I fear you leaving me, Little Angel. I fear that I might run mad completely if you leave me. I love you mad”he said.
Sudden sweat dampened on Trisha’s forehead.
“Huh? You do what?”she swallowed.
“I love…”Bryan paused when he saw a red laser button on her chest.
Someone’s somewhere making her a target.
Bryan immediately switched their position, taking Trisha’s place.
But before he could do anything…
He was shot in the heart directly.
No mistake. Clean and sharp.
Trisha paused, cold shivering down her spine.
The first few seconds she was traumatized, she fúcking watched Bryan fall DEAD on his back.
Damn.
Blood spilled from his mouth.
“BRYAN!”she screamed.
TBC…
