51. ASHHH.

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BIBOERE'S P.O.V:

WHICH KAIN WAHALA BE DIS? {"WHAT SORT OF TROUBLE IS THIS?"}.

What have I done?

I mean I knew what I had done, but STILL!

In fact sef, who told him he could shoot my dance partner and then proceed to point a gun at me?!

"You go like stay there." He said before taking step after step to reach us. Eighty seven percent of the club had ran back home, while the rest were too glued out of fear to move their bodies. "Stop shouting like you're in labour." Eloka's eyes drifted to the man that clung on his leg in utter agony.

"My leg!" He wailed as his friends knelt down, rose up their hands as they pleaded for Eloka not to harm them.

Zikora's asshole of a brother seemed unfazed as he moved close to the poor unfortunate soul, before proceeding to lift his foot up and descend it right on the man's wound. The wound he just created  with the bullet still in it. The stranger destroyed his vocal chords as Eloka pressed down on it. It was as though he was trying to make the bullet go in deeper.

Everyone witnessing was stunned by his act of brutality. Up to the point Zikora had enough of it and shoved his feet away. "What is wrong with you? At times, you remind me of Daddy and I hate it so much! How could you do that to a person?" My best friend furiously hit her brother's chest as Chinanza catwalked from where she was at.

That fucking little bitch.

Only Zikora wasn't terrified of what Eloka would do if any of us moved. I guess she always thought she had little sister privileges, even when her brother brought out his inner psychopath. His chest deeply inhaled and exhaled as his eyes closed. Trying his every best not to react in a way that would most certainly make him regret in the next five minutes. Eloka opened his eyes to meet Zikora's fury-filled ones.

"Take the two of them..." Eloka's eyes ran from Zikora, to Chinanza who instantly had on a wary look when her cousin laid eyes on her. "...home. They're not to leave their homes for a week. I do not give a flying fuck if they miss tests in schools. If I find out that they do defy my orders, I'll have both your balls for dinner." He coldly directed his devil worshippers that didn't hesitate to run to his side.

Even Olamide started walking towards us. Zikora then displayed a temper tantrum when one of her brother's men held her against her will after she put up a fight. "Get your filthy hands off me. HMPH! I am Eze Obasi's daughter and I command you to let go of me! You work for my father and NOT my brother! Let go! LEAVE ME ALONE!" She began crying as they led her out of the place with a quiet Chinanza that surprisingly didn't put up a fight.

"Eloka she's crying—" I began but he just cut me off.

"Don't you dare open that mouth of yours." He glared at me and I felt my rage about to erupt. Eloka turned back to the man that was appearing like he was about to pass out. "And as for you. I won't touch right now. But make no mistake, I will find you." He bent and gazed at his trembling face. "And when I do, you see these fingers you temporarily own? And yes, temporarily. I will cut ALL of them off. So next time, you wouldn't ever dare laying them on my babe again. You get am clear?" {"Do you understand?"}.

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