Freddie Duet by Kiru Taye

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Freddie Duet by Kiru Taye
Series: The Essiens #6 & #7
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Women's Fiction
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Violence marked Freddie Edun's early years. Coming to work for the Essiens saved him from the angry young man he was and gave him focus. Now he's walking the path of success, and partnership in Banks Security business is within reach. He
just has to seal this deal with a potential customer first. Until he meets the client's wife, and the deal risks taking a nose dive.

Kike Ogun married young to a man who dazzled her with his bogus charm. She’s lived like a caged bird for many years, but with a looming milestone birthday on the horizon, she is determined to walk a new path of self-love. If she could just ignore the electrifying and forbidden attraction she feels towards a younger man from the first moment they meet. With a devious husband who refuses to let go, she’s going to need help—Freddie’s protection—to stay alive long enough to celebrate her upcoming birthday. And she’s going to have to give in to her dark passion for him and finally unleash the natural woman inside. If it's only sex, then what's love got to do it?

This story unravels in two installments—this is the first part.

“Did you know that yourgateman believes that God guards your house?” Freddie’s words cut into herthoughts, drawing her attention back to him. “And therefore, he doesn’t have todo anything more than just opening and closing the gates?”
Kike sighed. She remainedaware of the lackadaisical attitude towards security around here. As if bybeing a pastor, her husband and anyone associated with him became bulletproof.
“I know. It’s part of thereason I don’t feel safe,” she replied in a monotone voice. “Sometimes, I feelas if I’m going to be murdered in my sleep and everybody is going to dismiss itas the will of God.”
Freddie stopped the car justafter he went past the main gates leading out of the estate. He turned in hisseat and stared at her, eyebrows drawn together. “Do you feel that unsafe? Didsomeone threaten you?”
Damn. Why had she blurted thatout? She shouldn’t have spoken those words out loud. She’d never said anythinglike that to anyone before. And she certainly shouldn’t have said it toFreddie.
She avoided eye contact, andher gaze bounced around the car interior before settling on a spot beyond thewindscreen at the high fence surrounding the building across the road. Sheclenched her hands into fists and closed her eyes, counting between inhales andexhales.
“Mrs. Ogun, is there somethingI should know?”
“Look, Freddie—“” Saying hisname felt very intimate like she knew him on a personal level, which shedidn’t. He was just a man looking to provide a service to her and her family.She needed to remember that. She avoided his searching gaze. He seemed able todiscover things she hid. Not to mention the ease with which she had confided inhim. “Forget I said that. It was nothing.”
“It’s not nothing.”
Cool palm covered the bareskin on her wrist. Her pulse jumped, her skin electrified, and her breathhitched. She turned her head so quickly that she felt woozy, the disorientationmade worse when she met his gaze.
His eyes were full ofquestions, concern, and compassion. He looked at her as if he’d understood herfears even before she’d spoken them.
What was going on with her? Hedidn’t know her. Couldn’t know her. And he was never going to get the chance toknow her.
“Just drive.” She ordered,forced herself to look away again, and tried to tug her arm free. He didn’t lether go. She swallowed as her skin flushed.
Her heart skipped a beat. Hername on his lips was beautiful, like a plea whispered by an old lover ratherthan a man she hardly knew. The low timbre vibrated through her, making hercore throb. Her skin tingled where he held her. She was certain he could feelher racing pulse underneath his thumb.
Did he know that his restraintexcited her?
She closed her eyes and heldher breath. An image of him caging her with his body popped into her mind.
Her eyes flew open, and sheraised her palms to cover her face.  Soshe’d become starved of a lover’s affection in the past few years. But did shedesperately miss the touch of a man enough to forget herself? That she wouldache for the first man who inadvertently pushed her needy buttons?
“You shouldn’t call me that.”Her breathy reprimand came out weak, more to remind herself that she was just aclient to him than to prompt him of his status.
“You can tell me anything,” hesaid, his enticing voice filled with empathy. “You can trust me. What I said inyour house is true. I will protect you from any threat.”
“Okay.” Her voice croaked, andshe swallowed.
“So will you tell me what’sgoing on?” he probed.
Her first impulse was to tellhim the truth. To bare her soul to him. His soothing tone felt almost magical andinspired trust.
Breaking the habit of alifetime proved difficult. She’d hidden things about herself from other peoplefor years. When people found out things about her, all she ever got back werejudgements and criticisms. The only person who ever really understood her wasLekan. See how that had turned out.
“Nothing is going on.” Shestill didn’t meet his gaze. At least this way, he wouldn’t know she was tellinga lie.
He didn’t say anything forseveral racing heartbeats.
“Okay. When you decide to talk,I’ll be here to listen. Any time of day.” He pressed the ignition knob,indicated, and pulled out of the junction, heading to Yomi’s school.


Kike has struggled for years to break out of the chains of her marriage to Lekan. After moving out of the Ogun estate, she has to cope with condemnation not just from family and friends but from unseen followers as the story of her relationship with Freddie becomes media fodder. She’s finally free to love a man who loves
her but is she about to lose everything else that matters to her?

Freddie has a new family—Kike and the kids—and he has to pull out all the stops if he is to outwit a powerful sociopathic pastor as well as and deal with ghosts from his past that come to haunt him. He will do whatever it takes to keep the woman he loves safe but the price might be his sanity and his life.

Lekan is not about to give up on a woman he sees as his property and uses every weapon in his arsenal to get Kike back, including following through on the threats he made. With the odds stacked up against Kike and Freddie, is a happy future together even possible? Will they ever be out of Lekan’s reach?

This story unravels in two installments—this is the second part and not a standalone.



As a lover of romance novels, Kiru wanted to read stories about Africans falling
in love. When she couldn’t find those books, she decided to write the stories she wanted to read. Kiru writes passionate romance and sensual erotica stories featuring African characters whether on the continent or in the Diaspora.  When she's not writing you can find her either immersed in a good book or catching up with friends and family. She currently lives in the South of England with her husband and three children.
Kiru is a founding member of Romance Writers of West Africa. In 2011, her debut romance novella, His Treasure, won the Book of the Year at the Love Romances Café Awards. She is the 2015 Romance Writer of the Year at the Nigerian Writers Awards.


Grown ass woman, Mother, reader, drinker of the red wines, not so serious makeup enthusiast and finally...a habitual procrastinator. I read just about everything but I really do love my romances. HEA’s are optional because hell sometimes, Prince Charming really is just a frog. Don’t asked if I finished *that book* yet...because I didn’t.

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  1. Thank you for posting, Sharonda! I hope you're doing great.
    Have a wonderful weekend. xx

    1. You're welcome Kiru! :D

      I am well, hope you are too.

      Have a great weekend <3