I couldn’t stop staring at Ife when his father introduced him to me as the firstborn of their family. I remember thinking, “If I had met this fine boy first, I wouldn’t have dated his father.” That’s right, my boyfriend took me home to meet his family, and I ended up crushing on his son who is my age. I was with Ife’s father because of money, not love. I saw him as a sugar daddy and not really as a boyfriend. The age difference between us meant we had very little in common. So we found a language we both understood easily. Money and sex.

He spent a lot of money on me, and I gave myself to him whenever he wanted me. It was a simple arrangement. And I thought it was a temporary one too. However, this old man took me out to a romantic dinner one evening. I thought it was just foreplay of what he wanted us to do for the rest of the night. But I was wrong.

He didn’t get down on one knee or take out a ring box or anything of the sort. But all the same, he told me, “I want to marry you. I will come and see your people as soon as you give me the go-ahead.”

It was an unexpected proposal but it was also a good one. I had the opportunity to marry a man who would take care of my every need. How could I say no to that? After I accepted his proposal, he decided to take me home to meet his family. That was when everything became real to me. Meeting his son made me feel like I was giving up my independence to get married to an old man. It was an awakening of a sort.

Ife works in one of the foreign companies in the country so he is also rich. I could tell by his expensive clothes and cologne. And boy, he is so handsome. His father is handsome too but age has diminished his looks. Ife on the hand, has all the freshness of youth. I fell in love with him that very moment, but I didn’t intend to do anything about it. My plan was to marry his father and stay away from Ife.

However, Ife decided to walk me to the gate when I was ready to leave. He asked me for my number and I gave it to him. After that, he said, “Can we be friends? My father said you work with his company. He has sung your praises. He told me you are a good girl to him. So I would to know you.” First of all, I was surprised that a man who asked me to marry him could not reveal the true nature of our relationship to his son. Secondly, it seemed the universe was pointing me in the right direction.

I agreed to be Ife’s friend and we started talking. I enjoyed getting to know him, and I wished I could tell him everything about myself but I couldn’t. My relationship with his father remained a secret. And his father didn’t know that I had gotten close to his son. This continued until one day Ife confessed that he is in love with me. “I want you to be my girlfriend,” he said. I was in a crazy situation but how could I say no to a fine boy like him?

So I accepted his proposal and decided to forget about his father. I didn’t tell him I was breaking up with him. I just stopped picking up his calls until he got the message and stopped calling me. I then focused all my attention on enjoying my handsome boyfriend. He also took care of all my needs like his father did. The only difference was that he was more generous than his father.

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Ife is so caring and lovely. He introduced me to all his friends, and they embraced me as one of them. We also travelled almost every weekend just to enjoy ourselves. Everything was so blissful. He was the complete package; all I wanted in a man and so much more. I honestly felt like I was leaving in a dream. And I didn’t want it to end, but reality can be cruel. I was awakened from my beautiful love story when Ife asked me to marry him. I was caught up in the moment so I said yes.

After the excitement died down, I realized that I didn’t think my actions through. In what world will Ife’s father allow his son to marry me, his ex-girlfriend? And Ife would definitely not marry me if he found out I once dated his father. They will both think of me as a scum. And even if the truth doesn’t come out, it would be a disaster for me to join their family. So the wise choice was for me to walk away from Ife.

Just as I did with his father, I didn’t tell him I was breaking up with him. I just stopped picking up his calls and responding to his messages. I actually ran away so he wouldn’t find me if he came looking. That’s how I lost my fine boy and his papa. I am still in pain as I write this. I cry when I think about the fact that I have lost two good men who took good care of me and proposed to marry me.

However, I don’t want to repeat the mistakes of my past so I have given my life to Christ. I am born again. And I constantly pray that I don’t fall into the same temptation that led me to date a man and his son. So help me God.

—Vicky

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