17/06/2026
Security Take Her Out
PART 4
Strangely, Damian liked Tunde immediately.
Maybe because Tunde was intelligent.
Maybe because unlike many rich students, he was humble and serious.
Soon, Damian started inviting him everywhere. Luxury rooftop parties.
Private beach trips.
Birthday dinners at expensive restaurants.
Exclusive social events with influencers and celebrity children.
For the first time in his life, Tunde tasted luxury.
And he loved it.
Slowly, he began changing.
He stopped wearing cheap clothes.
He started borrowing designer outfits from friends.
He became obsessed with social media appearance, expensive perfumes, polished shoes, and elite company.
The more he entered that world, the more ashamed he became of Obunike village.
Ashamed of the mud house.
Ashamed of his mother’s rough hands. Ashamed of her village accent.
At first, he still called her often.
Then the calls reduced.
Soon, entire weeks passed without speaking.
Mama Zainab still sent long voice notes every morning.
“My son, have you eaten?”
“My son, don’t skip breakfast.”
“My son, pray before sleeping.”
Most times Tunde replied with only one word.
“Busy.”
Still, she never complained.
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