Sweetsoul

THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS
PART 17
The air in Ghost’s apartment still hummed with the fading resonance of celebration, but the joyous chaos had settled into a warm, contented quiet. Paper lanterns cast soft, multicoloured pools of light on the worn floor. The scent of jollof rice and sweet puff-puff mingled with the faint, hopeful fragrance of the lilies. Jessica sat nestled in a worn but comfortable armchair, a hand resting on the magnificent curve of her belly, exhaustion and profound happiness etched on her face. Beside her, perched on the armrest, was Sebastian Scar.
He hadn’t left her side since the moment he’d stepped through the door. One arm was draped protectively around her shoulders, his large hand resting possessively on her bump, feeling the powerful, reassuring kicks of his son. His other hand held hers, his thumb tracing slow circles on her knuckles. The cold, hardened kingpin was gone. In his place was a man visibly awash with wonder, tenderness, and a fierce, almost overwhelming protectiveness. He couldn't hide his excitement. A genuine smile, rare and radiant, softened the harsh lines of his face as he watched Jessica accept a final glass of water from Chioma.
"You need to rest, *omoge*," Chioma fussed gently, using the Yoruba term for 'beautiful child'. "All this excitement isn't good for the little warrior."
Scar nodded immediately, his voice unusually soft. "She's right, my love. You've been through too much today." He leaned down, pressing a lingering kiss to her temple, breathing in her scent – safety, home, *future*. He acted as if she were spun glass, his movements careful, his embrace constant, a physical manifestation of his terror at the thought of her disappearing again. Every time she shifted, his arm tightened infinitesimally; every time she smiled at one of the men, his gaze followed her with possessive adoration. The raw vulnerability he displayed, this public clinging, was as shocking to his men as his earlier rage had been.
As Chioma began gently clearing plates, William stepped forward, clearing his throat. The relaxed atmosphere shifted slightly, a current of solemnity returning. Kola, Musa, Femi, and the others gathered closer, their expressions turning serious, respectful, but also apprehensive.
"Boss," William began, his voice steady but heavy with unspoken weight. "First… on behalf of all of us…" He gestured around the room, encompassing the gathered men. "We owe you and Jessica a profound apology. We hid the truth. We kept Jessica from you. We deceived you." He met Scar’s gaze, which had sharpened but held no immediate anger, only a watchful intensity. "It wasn't disloyalty to you, sir. Never that. It was… it was loyalty to *her*." He nodded towards Jessica. "And to your unborn child. We saw what Amanda was doing. We saw the poison she dripped into everything. We knew she’d kill Jessica if we didn’t act, and likely the baby too. We needed time. Time to gather proof solid enough to shatter her lies and keep Jessica safe while we did it. We chose to protect what we knew mattered most to you, even when you couldn't see it. We beg your understanding… and your forgiveness."
Scar studied William, then slowly scanned the faces of the other men. He saw no defiance, only earnest contrition and the steely resolve that had driven their dangerous gambit. He squeezed Jessica’s hand. "You kept her alive," he stated, his voice low and thick with emotion. "You kept *my son* safe. When I…" He paused, the memory of his own murderous rage towards Jessica a fresh wound. "When I failed to see the truth. That debt outweighs the deception." A collective sigh of relief seemed to ripple through the room. "Now," Scar’s voice hardened, the tender lover replaced by the avenging king. "Tell me everything. Leave nothing out."
William nodded, pulling out a slim tablet. Kola stepped up beside him. What followed was a meticulous, damning reconstruction of Amanda’s treachery.
Kola detailed the digital forensics: "The CCTV deletion wasn't just timed during the chaos, Boss. It was executed using *your* encrypted master credentials, accessed from Amanda’s personal tablet within the penthouse. We recovered the login timestamp and device ID. She had a keylogger planted months ago, likely when she 'accidentally' spilled wine on your old tablet and insisted on getting it 'cleaned'."
Musa spoke next, his voice rough: "The poison, Boss. Aconite. Rare. Traced to a disgraced chemist operating a back-alley lab in Badagry. Amanda visited him twice under a false name in the weeks before… *it* happened. Paid in untraceable crypto. Femi and I tracked him down. He confirmed it was her, described her perfectly, even remembered the red diamond serpent ring she wore. He was… persuaded… to give a recorded testimony." The implication of that 'persuasion' was clear.
Femi added, "The cook, Mama Nkechi. Amanda got to her. Threatened her grandson who was in trouble with some local thugs. Promised to make the trouble disappear if Mama Nkechi wiped *only Jessica’s* favourite coffee cup with a cloth Amanda provided *after* Jessica made the coffee but *before* she handed it to you. Mama Nkechi thought it was just Amanda being spiteful, trying to make Jessica look careless. She had no idea about the poison. She’s terrified, Boss, but she confessed everything when we showed her the threat to her grandson was orchestrated by one of Amanda’s paid street enforcers."
William displayed the evidence on the tablet: the digital logs pinpointing Amanda’s device, the chemist’s shaky video testimony, transcripts of Mama Nkechi’s tearful confession, financial trails leading back to Amanda’s shadow accounts. "She framed Jessica perfectly, sir," William concluded, his voice tight with anger. "Used your trust, your systems, and innocent people as tools. She poisoned you to eliminate Jessica and reclaim her place. She nearly killed you to get what she wanted."
As each piece of evidence slammed home, Scar’s body grew rigid beside Jessica. The tender hand on her belly became a claw, trembling with suppressed fury. The warmth in his eyes vanished, replaced by a glacial, terrifying darkness. The image of himself choking, the white foam, the agony – not caused by some faceless enemy, but by the woman he’d once been bound to, the woman who’d shared his childhood, all to destroy the woman he loved and the child she carried. The betrayal was absolute, monstrous.
When William finished, the silence was volcanic. Scar slowly rose to his feet. The gentle protector was gone. The Lion of Lagos, wounded and enraged beyond measure, stood in his place. He didn’t speak. He didn’t look at Jessica, though his hand briefly squeezed hers in a silent promise. He turned, his movements lethally precise, and walked towards the apartment door. He paused only to pick up the heavy black pistol Ghost silently handed him, checking the chamber with a cold, mechanical click that echoed in the stillness.
"Stay with her," Scar commanded Ghost, his voice a low growl that vibrated with pure menace. "Guard them with your life." Then he was gone, striding into the hallway, William, Kola, Musa, and Femi falling into step behind him like shadows of death.
***
The drive back to the villa was a blur of speed and suffocating silence. Scar sat in the back of the armored SUV, staring straight ahead, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle pulsed in his cheek. The evidence replayed in his mind – Amanda’s manipulations, the cook’s fear, the chemist’s greed, the deliberate, calculated attempt to murder him and frame Jessica, to destroy his future. Rage, cold and absolute, consumed him.
They stormed into the penthouse. Amanda was lounging on the cream sofa, sipping champagne, dressed in a silk negligee as if expecting a different kind of visitor. The sight of Scar, flanked by his grim-faced lieutenants, his expression murderous, made her freeze mid-sip. A flicker of fear crossed her face, quickly masked by defiant arrogance.
"Sebastian! Darling, what's—" she began, attempting her usual purr.
"Silence." Scar’s voice cracked like a whip. He stopped a few feet away, the pistol held loosely but pointedly at his side. "You poisoned me." It wasn't a question.
Amanda’s eyes widened with theatrical innocence. "Poisoned? Sebastian, have you lost your—"
"Spare me the act," he snarled, taking a step closer. "The chemist in Badagry. Mama Nkechi. The keylogger. The CCTV deletion. Your tablet." He listed the evidence like a death sentence. "You tried to kill me. You framed Jessica. You threatened an old woman’s grandson." His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "For *what*? A throne you were never fit to sit on?"
The mask shattered. Amanda slammed her champagne flute down, shattering it on the glass table. She surged to her feet, her beautiful face contorted with venomous rage. "Fit for? That throne was *mine* by birthright! Our fathers promised it! You were *mine*! Then that gutter rat slithered in with her simpering innocence and stole you! Stole *everything*!" Spittle flew from her lips. "Yes, I poisoned you! I wanted you weak, needing me! I wanted her blamed, destroyed, *gone*! And I would have succeeded if it weren't for these *traitors*!" She spat the word at William and the others.
Her eyes, wild and hate-filled, locked onto Scar’s. "You think she loves you? That whore? She’s using you! Just like her mother used men to climb out of the slums! That baby? It’s probably Ghost’s, or some other street—"
The gunshot was deafening in the opulent room.
Amanda screamed, staggering back, clutching her upper left arm where Scar’s bullet had torn through silk and flesh. Blood bloomed crimson, stark against the pale fabric. She crashed onto the sofa, gasping, her face white with shock and pain, staring at Scar with utter disbelief.
Scar stood frozen for a split second, the gun smoking in his hand. The raw, blinding fury that had propelled the shot warred with cold control. Killing her now, in cold blood, would be too easy. Too merciful.
"Get her out of my sight," Scar commanded, his voice icy, his gaze fixed on Amanda’s writhing form with utter contempt. "Take her to the secure clinic. Patch her up. Then lock her in the basement cells. No visitors. No privileges. She lives to face justice. *My* justice." The promise in his voice was more terrifying than the gunshot.
William and Kola moved swiftly, hauling a shrieking, cursing Amanda to her feet. Musa followed, already speaking into his comms to alert the clinic.
Scar watched them drag her away, the crimson stain spreading on the cream upholstery. The rage still simmered, but a profound exhaustion, and a desperate need, washed over him. He needed Jessica. He needed his son. He needed to make amends.
***
He didn’t return to Ghost’s apartment. He sent for Jessica and Chioma, bringing them back to the villa in a heavily guarded convoy. He went straight to the wing housing Jessica’s family.
Jessica’s parents and younger siblings were gathered in their living room, the atmosphere tense with the distant echoes of the gunshot and the sudden flurry of activity. Fear was etched on their faces. When Scar entered, flanked by Ghost (who had stayed glued to Jessica’s side) and William, they flinched.
Scar stopped in the center of the room. He didn’t sit. He looked at Jessica’s mother, then her father, meeting their fearful gazes directly. He saw the strain of months under house arrest, the worry for Jessica, the humiliation.
Then, to their utter astonishment, Sebastian Scar, the most feared man in Lagos, the man who held their lives in his hands, bowed his head. Not deeply, but significantly. A gesture of profound respect and contrition.
"Mr. and Mrs. Adebayo," he began, his voice rough but sincere, devoid of its usual command. "Jessica." He looked at her, standing protectively near her parents, Chioma beside her. "I owe you the deepest, most sincere apologies. Words cannot express the regret, the shame I carry for the suffering you have endured because of my blindness, my failure, and the evil of another."
He took a breath, the weight of his words heavy in the room. "You were brought here for safety, but it became confinement. You lived under guard, separated from Jessica, fearing for her life, fearing for your own, because I believed a lie. I failed to protect Jessica. I failed to protect *you*. I allowed a viper into our home, and she poisoned everything – my body, my mind, and your peace." He looked directly at Jessica’s parents. "The inconvenience, the fear, the suffering you have had to go through… it is unforgivable. But I beg your understanding, and if possible, in time, your forgiveness."
He straightened. "The woman responsible, Amanda, has been dealt with. She will never harm any of you again. Jessica is innocent. She has always been innocent." His voice softened as he looked at Jessica, his hand instinctively reaching towards her belly before stopping himself. "And she carries my son. Your grandson."
He gestured towards William. "Your house arrest is lifted. Effective immediately. These men are no longer your guards, but your protectors. This wing is yours. Come and go as you please. The city is yours. Anything you need, anything you desire, you have only to ask." He met Jessica’s father’s eyes again. "I know trust must be earned again. I will spend the rest of my life earning yours, and Jessica’s, if she allows me."
The silence that followed was thick with shock, relief, and hesitant hope. Jessica’s mother burst into quiet tears. Her father, a proud man weathered by hardship, looked at Scar with a new, cautious measure of respect. He gave a slow, solemn nod. "We suffered," he acknowledged quietly. "But our daughter is safe. Our grandchild is coming. That is what matters now."
Scar nodded, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. He turned to Jessica, his eyes filled with a vulnerable plea. She stepped forward, away from her parents, and walked into his open arms. He held her tightly, burying his face in her hair, the horrors of the day momentarily banished by the solid, living reality of her and the life they’d created. Home wasn't just a place; it was this woman, this child, this fragile, hard-won peace reclaimed from the jaws of treachery. The storm wasn't entirely over, but for now, the Lion was home, guarding his den, his mate, and his future cub.
TO BE CONTINUED...

THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS
PART 16
The Lagos heat pressed down like a damp cloth, but within the modest walls of Ghost’s third-floor apartment, a different kind of warmth pulsed – nervous, hopeful, and defiantly joyful. For weeks, William, Kola, and a handful of Scar’s most trusted lieutenants had moved with the precision of a covert operation. Not against rivals, but for Jessica. The secret baby shower was their rebellion, their apology, and their promise.
Chioma had transformed the small living room. Strings of tiny, multicolored paper lanterns crisscrossed the ceiling, casting a warm, dappled glow. Bunches of vibrant orange lilies and purple bougainvillea blooms overflowed from repurposed jars, filling the air with a sweet, hopeful fragrance. A folding table groaned under the weight of steaming pots of jollof rice, fragrant pepper soup, fried plantains, and small mountains of puff-puff. In the corner, a carefully curated pile of gifts grew – tiny knitted booties, soft cotton blankets, hand-carved wooden toys, and practical supplies donated by the men who’d once hunted her. A banner, painstakingly lettered by Chioma, hung crookedly above the food table: "WELCOME LITTLE LION CUB."
Jessica stood in the center of it all, one hand instinctively cradling the immense swell of her eight-month pregnant belly. She wore a simple, flowing dress of deep blue cotton that Chioma had sewn, the fabric straining gently over the curve of life within. Her long black hair was loosely braided, framing a face that held a complex mix of emotions – profound gratitude, lingering fear, and a fierce, protective love that radiated from her. She hadn’t felt this surrounded, this *cherished*, since before the poisoning. Ghost stood near the window, his usual stoicism softened by a rare, almost imperceptible smile as he watched Chioma fuss over Jessica, adjusting the dress and pressing a cool cloth to her forehead.
"We told him we were doing perimeter checks on the new warehouse district," William murmured to Kola, keeping his voice low despite the cheerful chatter of a dozen men awkwardly holding plates of food. "Benji said he had a family emergency down in Port Harcourt. Tunde claimed his mother needed him for a traditional ceremony." He ran a hand over his close-cropped hair, a flicker of unease in his eyes. "He bought it… but barely. He’s been like a caged panther these past few days, restless. Feels like he senses something’s off."
Kola nodded, his gaze sweeping the room, landing on Jessica. "It’s worth the risk, Will. Look at her. She deserves this moment. We owe her this." He lowered his voice further. "After tonight… after we show him…" He didn’t need to finish. The plan was set. The evidence against Amanda – meticulously gathered, witness testimonies secured, a timeline of her manipulations laid bare – was locked in a secure case in William’s car downstairs. The baby shower was the calm before the storm, a final act of solidarity before they presented their case and shattered Amanda’s poisonous reign.
The apartment buzzed with an energy that was part celebration, part conspiracy. Men who usually carried the weight of violence and suspicion laughed awkwardly, cooed over the tiny booties, and shared stories of their own children. Chioma moved like a benevolent whirlwind, refilling plates, urging everyone to eat, her eyes bright with tears of happiness for Jessica. Jessica herself felt a warmth seep into her bones, a fragile sense of safety she hadn’t known in months. She accepted a plate of puff-puff from a burly guard named Musa, who blushed furiously when she thanked him.
"This little warrior," Musa said gruffly, nodding towards her belly, "will be strong like his father, and wise like his mother." The simple words, coming from a man who had once been ready to drag her before Scar, brought fresh tears to Jessica’s eyes.
Suddenly, a sharp, insistent knock echoed through the apartment, cutting through the music Chioma had put on – a soft, traditional lullaby.
Everyone froze. The cheerful chatter died instantly. Plates were lowered. Smiles vanished, replaced by wary alertness. Ghost’s hand drifted instinctively towards his waistband. William and Kola exchanged a look of pure alarm. *Too early. No one else was expected.*
"I’ll get it," Jessica said, her voice calm despite the sudden pounding of her heart. She assumed it was perhaps a neighbor Chioma had invited, or maybe one of the men who’d been delayed. She smoothed her dress over her bump and moved towards the door, a welcoming smile already forming on her lips.
She unlocked the door, the cheap metal bolt scraping loudly in the sudden silence, and pulled it open.
The figure standing in the dimly lit hallway wasn’t a neighbor. It wasn’t a late-arriving guard.
It was Sebastian Scar.
He filled the doorway, dressed not in his usual impeccable suit, but in dark trousers and a slightly rumpled black shirt, the sleeves rolled up his powerful forearms. His face was a mask of cold fury, his dark eyes burning with the intensity of a predator who had finally cornered its prey. He’d followed William, his suspicion a coiled spring finally released. He’d seen the men gather here, heard the muffled music, the laughter that felt like a betrayal. He expected secrets, perhaps disloyalty, maybe even Ghost’s treachery laid bare.
He did *not* expect the sight that met him.
Jessica stood before him, bathed in the warm light spilling from the apartment. Her beauty, amplified by pregnancy, hit him like a physical blow. The gentle curve of her cheek, the luminous glow of her skin, the defiant strength in her eyes… and the impossible, undeniable swell of her belly, stretching the soft blue fabric of her dress. It was a reality so profound, so utterly shattering to the narrative of betrayal he’d clung to, that it stopped the breath in his lungs. His furious glare faltered, replaced by sheer, unadulterated shock. His eyes widened, locked onto the visible proof of life – *his* life, intertwined with hers – that pulsed beneath her hands.
"Jessica…?" The name escaped him, a hoarse whisper devoid of its intended rage, filled instead with bewildered awe.
The room behind her was utterly frozen. William had gone pale. Kola looked like he might be sick. Ghost stood rigid, every muscle tensed, ready to spring. Chioma clutched a platter, her knuckles white. The other men looked stricken, caught between loyalty and fear. They braced for the explosion, for the violence Scar was legendary for. They expected him to tear Jessica away, to unleash his wrath upon them all for their deception.
Scar didn’t move. He just stared, his gaze traveling from Jessica’s face, down to the incredible evidence of their child, and back again. The fury that had propelled him here seemed to dissolve, replaced by a wave of emotion so powerful it threatened to buckle his knees – disbelief, a dawning, agonizing understanding, and a surge of raw, possessive love that eclipsed everything else.
Then, he moved. Not with violence, but with a sudden, desperate urgency. He stepped across the threshold, ignoring the terrified men, his focus solely on Jessica. His large, powerful hands, capable of such destruction, came up, trembling slightly, and gently cupped her face. His thumbs brushed away the tears that had begun to spill down her cheeks, his touch impossibly tender.
"My God," he breathed, his voice thick with emotion, his eyes drinking her in. "You look… you look so beautiful, my love." The endearment, unused for so long, fell from his lips with aching sincerity. He pulled her carefully, oh-so-gently, into his arms, mindful of the precious burden between them. He buried his face in the curve of her neck, inhaling her familiar scent mixed with the new, warm sweetness of pregnancy. His arms tightened around her, not to imprison, but to anchor himself to this impossible reality. "I’ve missed you," he murmured against her skin, his voice cracking. "Every single day. Every single breath. Why… why did you run away from me, my little lioness?"
Jessica clung to him, sobs shaking her shoulders, months of fear, isolation, and longing pouring out. "I had to," she choked out, her voice muffled against his chest. "I had to protect the baby… from your rage. From *her*." She lifted her head, her eyes searching his, pleading for understanding. "I didn’t poison you, Sebastian. I swear on our child’s life. I would *never*."
He looked deep into her eyes, past the fear, past the tears, to the unwavering truth he saw shining there. The damning evidence Amanda presented, the deleted footage, the apparent betrayal… it all crumbled in the face of this – Jessica, pregnant with his child, hiding not out of guilt, but out of desperate love. The last vestiges of doubt evaporated.
"I believe you," he whispered, the words a sacred vow. He kissed her then, not with the desperate passion of their reunion after Amanda’s arrival, but with a profound, reverent tenderness that spoke of homecoming, of forgiveness, of a love reforged stronger in the fire of betrayal. It was a kiss that silenced the room, that washed away months of pain and suspicion.
When they finally parted, both breathless and tear-streaked, Scar kept one arm firmly around Jessica, supporting her weight, his other hand resting possessively, protectively, on the curve of her belly. He turned to face the room, his expression no longer furious, but stern, demanding answers.
William stepped forward, his own eyes suspiciously bright. He cleared his throat. "Boss… welcome. We… we planned this for Jessica. For your child." He gestured around the decorated room, the food, the gifts. "But it’s more than a party. We have something else for you. Something crucial."
Scar’s gaze swept over his men, seeing not traitors, but allies who had protected what was most precious to him when he couldn’t see the truth. He gave a single, curt nod.
Kola stepped up beside William. "It was Amanda, sir," he stated, his voice firm and clear, cutting through the lingering tension. "From the beginning. She poisoned you. She framed Jessica."
One by one, the men added their pieces, painting a damning picture. William detailed how Amanda had sourced the aconite weeks before the poisoning through a disgraced chemist she’d paid off. Musa recounted seeing her near the penthouse security server room late on the night *before* Scar fell ill. Another guard, Femi, confessed under pressure how Amanda had subtly threatened his family if he didn’t corroborate her story about Jessica’s behavior. Kola presented digital fragments Ghost had painstakingly recovered – not the full CCTV, but metadata proving the deletion happened remotely from *within* the penthouse network, timed precisely during the chaos, using credentials only Amanda and Scar possessed.
Ghost finally spoke, his voice low but carrying. "I didn’t betray you, Boss. I followed a false trail she laid, knowing I’d be out of the way. When I realized the trap, I came back… not to help Jessica escape guilt, but to save her from being murdered for a crime she didn’t commit. Bringing her here, so close… it was the only way to keep her safe while we gathered proof."
As the evidence mounted, Scar’s face darkened with a chilling, silent fury directed not at Jessica, not at his men, but at the architect of this devastation. He held Jessica closer, his hand tightening protectively on her belly, the gesture speaking volumes.
The baby shower, interrupted by seismic revelation, slowly transformed. The fear melted away, replaced by a profound sense of relief and vindication. Scar, the feared kingpin, stood amidst the paper lanterns and flowers, gently guiding Jessica to a chair, fetching her a plate of food himself, his attention solely on her. He listened intently as the men, now relaxed, resumed their celebration, showering Jessica with well-wishes and playful predictions about the baby’s strength or intelligence. He touched her belly hesitantly at first, then with growing wonder as he felt the powerful kick of his son beneath his palm. A slow, genuine smile, the first in months, touched his lips.
"Strong," he murmured, looking up at Jessica, his eyes shining with a mixture of awe and fierce pride. "Just like his mother." He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I can’t wait to meet him, Jessica. Our son."
The party continued, the music restarted, the laughter now genuine and free. But beneath the celebration, a new tension simmered. Amanda was still out there. And Sebastian Scar, reunited with his lioness and anticipating his heir, had a debt of vengeance to collect. The storm hadn’t passed; it had merely found its true target. The final reckoning with the serpent in their midst was just beginning.
TO BE CONTINUED...

*INTERCESSION FOR MY FAMILY*


TEXT: PS 22:22-31

At salvation, God positions us as saviors! (Obad 1:21). This is especially to our families, friends and neighbors! We become the spiritual covering and intercessors for them. Yes, our prayers over our families could save them and us a lot of trouble. It can also open up a lot of blessings for even those of our household whom we don’t feel qualify for heavens best! God intentionally placed us in our homes to be his salt and light. It is our duty to preserve, sweeten, guide and brighten our families!

*Prayer points:*

1. Pray, ‘Father I thank you for my family. I thank you for every mercy and grace you have shown us. I believe you for a greater blessing in my home this year in Jesus name!’
2. Lev. 26:40-42. Pray, ‘Father tonight, I sanctify my family from every ancient altar, ancestral iniquity, covenants, collective and individual sins, and judgments by the blood of Jesus!’
3. Pray, ‘By blood and by fire, I cast down every demonic strongholds, familiar spirits, monitoring spirits, and evil strongmen oppressing the destiny of my family. I destroy your activities in Jesus name!
4. Pray, ‘Tonight I release every member of my family to a genuine encounter with Jesus Christ. I call them to salvation! No one in my family will serve sin and Satan. No one related to me will go to hell in Jesus name!
5. Pray, ‘I bring everyone in my family into the blessings of God. I bring them into the prophetic covering that is over my life! I command their dreams, desires, requests and pursuits to materialize in Jesus name!’
6. Pray, ‘O God, arise over my family, and let the regime of the spirits of poverty, infirmity, bareness, near success syndrome, confusion, etc. be over in Jesus name!
7. Gen. 12:1-4. Pray, ‘This year, let men of renown begin to be released in my family. My father’s house must have a name in Business, Sports, Academics, Politics, Religion etc. Outstanding personalities must arise!’
8. Pray, ‘Tonight, I destroy every program of the devil that is producing seasonal sicknesses, yearly deaths, and repeat calamities in my family! I terminate every evil work in my family, in Jesus name!’
9. Pray, ‘Tonight, I destroy by fire, anyone using witchcraft, sorcery, curses and evil manipulations to hurt my family. I command a hundred fold return of their evil to them! I reverse what they have done in Jesus name!
10 . Pray, ‘By the covenants and prophecies of God overs my life I proclaim a new season of release, open heavens, family peace and noticeable prosperity in my life and marital family in Jesus name!’

People always laugh at me because I married for love. They say I married her out of pity. Some even say, "With all your looks, your talent, your smartness, and boldness, you still married someone older, and not even beautiful." When I hear things like that, I just smile. They don’t know what I know.

I chose my wife with clear eyes. She is older than me, yes—but that doesn't stop her from being sweet, peaceful, respectful, loving, and very talented. She cooks very well, and she brings peace to my life. That is what really matters in a marriage.

I always tell my friends—marriage is more than looks or age. It is not easy, but when you find a good woman, hold her. If you’re a man and you’re happy with an older woman, marry her. Forget what people say. In time, they will learn to respect your choice.

— Stan Nze

Good morning.

OPEN HEAVEN DAILY DEVOTIONAL

DATE: WEDNESDAY JUNE 18 2025

THEME: WORDS CAN HEAL

MEMORISE: Let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man. Colossians 4:6

READ: John 8:1-11

1 Jesus went unto the mount of Olives.

2 And early in the morning he came again into the temple, and all the people came unto him; and he sat down, and taught them.

3 And the scribes and Pharisees brought unto him a woman taken in adultery; and when they had set her in the midst,

4 They say unto him, Master, this woman was taken in adultery, in the very act.

5 Now Moses in the law commanded us, that such should be stoned: but what sayest thou?

6 This they said, tempting him, that they might have to accuse him. But Jesus stooped down, and with his finger wrote on the ground, as though he heard them not.

7 So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.

8 And again he stooped down, and wrote on the ground.

9 And they which heard it, being convicted by their own conscience, went out one by one, beginning at the eldest, even unto the last: and Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst.

10 When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee?

11 She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee: go, and sin no more.

MESSAGE
Over the past two days, I discussed the power of words; today, I will focus on how words can heal. As a Christian, you should always be gracious with your words (Ephesians 4:29). You should be generous with giving compliments and telling people encouraging words. Simply saying things like, "I like your haircut," can bring people out of sadness and put a smile on their faces. Your compliments must, however, be genuine because God will punish those who flatter others with their words (Psalm 12:3). In Ruth 2:1, Boaz was described as a mighty man of wealth.

Unlike some wealthy people who look down on their workers and speak rashly to them, Boaz encouraged his workers with his words, and they responded pleasantly (Ruth 2:4). I believe this is partly responsible for Boaz's successful business. If you are a business owner and you curse or talk down on your workers, you are indirectly also cursing the work of your hands because they are the ones managing it for you.

Nabal, unlike Boaz, was a man who spoke negative words. When David sent his men to ask him to give them something, his response was terrible. He spoke harshly to the men and if his wife, Abigail, hadn't intervened by going without his consent to soothe David with her words, everyone in his family would have been destroyed. While Nabal's words stirred up David's anger and made him gather his men to go against the former's household, Abigail's words were seasoned with salt and kept her family from destruction (1 Samuel 25:1-35).

When you speak, what effect do your words have? Do they heal or destroy? Solomon said, "Death and life are in the power of the tongue..." (Proverbs 18:21). Apostle Paul, in today's memory verse, tells us to make sure that our speech is always with grace and seasoned with salt. Seasoning makes food more enjoyable. A fellow whose speech is well- seasoned will always attract others to himself or herself because people go to places where they are appreciated and motivated. When the woman caught in the act of adultery in today's Bible reading was brought to Jesus, in the midst of many condemning words from other people, His words, "Go and sin no more," brought her the liberty that she needed (John 8:11).

Beloved, let your words bring unbelievers to Jesus and show them His grace. Do not let your words be the reason people reject the gospel.

ACTION POINT
Consciously give genuine compliments and encourages people with your words every day.

BIBLE IN ONE YEAR: Psalms 73-77

AUTHOR: PASTOR E. A ADEBOYE

HYMN 24: I WANT TO BE LIKE JESUS*

1. I want to be like Jesus,
So lowly and so meek;
For no one marked an angry word,
That ever heard Him speak.

2. I want to be like Jesus,
So frequently in prayer;
Alone upon the mountain top,
He met his Father there.

3. I want to be like Jesus,
I never, never find
That He, though persecuted was
To any one unkind.

4. I want to be like Jesus,
Engaged in doing good;
So that of me it may be said
"He hath done what he could."

5. I want to be like Jesus,
Who sweetly said to all,
"Let little children come to Me;"
I would obey the call.

6. But oh I'm not like Jesus,
As any one may see;
O gentle Saviour, send Thy grace,
And make me like to Thee.

*THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE*

DATE: THURSDAY 19TH JUNE 2025

THEME: *ACTIVATE YOUR DIVINE INTELLIGENCE*

MEMORIZE
Job 32:8
[8]But there is [a vital force] a spirit [of intelligence] in man, and the breath of the Almighty gives men understanding. [Prov. 2:6.] [AMP]

READ
Acts 6:1-7
And in those days, when the number of the disciples was multiplied, there arose a murmuring of the Grecians against the Hebrews, because their widows were neglected in the daily ministration.
Then the twelve called the multitude of the disciples unto them, and said, It is not reason that we should leave the word of God, and serve tables.
Wherefore, brethren, look ye out among you seven men of honest report, full of the Holy Ghost and wisdom, whom we may appoint over this business.
But we will give ourselves continually to prayer, and to the ministry of the word.
And the saying pleased the whole multitude: and they chose Stephen, a man full of faith and of the Holy Ghost, and Philip, and Prochorus, and Nicanor, and Timon, and Parmenas, and Nicolas a proselyte of Antioch:
Whom they set before the apostles: and when they had prayed, they laid their hands on them.
And the word of God increased; and the number of the disciples multiplied in Jerusalem greatly; and a great company of the priests were obedient to the faith.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
*The brightest minds in the universe are those who study under the LORD.*

MESSAGE
Yesterday we saw the awesome necessity of functioning with quick understanding in the fear of the LORD.

This is vitally necessary because, we do not always know what to do because of the high percentage of our ignorance due to spiritual blindness and the impact of darkness on our spiritual senses. This is why we need to be extraordinarily passionate about our fellowship with the LORD.

We need the LORD much more than ever.

Today's memory verse tells us that we already have a vital force or a spirit of intelligence in us which requires an activation by the breath of the Almighty God.

Three spiritual exercises are vital to activating our divine intelligence.

1. BE CEASELESS IN PRAYERS.
Why we should pray always and spend more time in prayers is because through prayers we reduce our ignorance and by spending time daily in God's word, we increase our capacity for divine intelligence.

The Lord Jesus Christ in His earthly days spent so much time in prayers as to make it a notable feature of His earthly life and ministry because He had to function in alignment with the will of His Father, and to do this perfectly, He had to battle with His humanity to align with His divinity. We were only permitted to see that He battled with His humanity when He was praying in the garden of Gethsemane before His passion. However, He allowed His humanity to be conquered by the perfect will of His Father through willing submission and obedience.

The altar of incessant prayers is a necessity because that is where we reduce our ignorance and resistance to God's perfect will for our lives.

The Bible puts it this way;
Jeremiah 33:3
[3]Call to Me and I will answer you and show you great and mighty things, fenced in and hidden, which you do not know (do not distinguish and recognize, have knowledge of and understand).

2. REGULAR INTAKE OF GOD’S WORD.
The act of regular intake of the Word of God is necessary because through it we expose ourselves to divine light and increase our intelligence.
See;
Psalm 119:105,130
[105]Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. [Prov. 6:23.]
[130]The entrance and unfolding of Your words give light; their unfolding gives understanding (discernment and comprehension) to the simple.

3. SPEAK FORTH GOD’S WORD REGULARLY.
The act of speaking forth the word of God through teaching others, preaching, witnessing, or prophetic confession of God's Word increases our learning and divine brightness in God.
Proverbs 16:21
The wise in heart shall be called prudent: and the sweetness of the lips increaseth learning.
Proverbs 16:23
The heart of the wise teacheth his mouth, and addeth learning to his lips.

Beloved, availing yourself in God's presence regularly is making yourself a student of the LORD.

*Those who are privileged to study under the LORD are the brightest minds in time and in eternity*

ACTION STEPS
1. Prayerfully meditate on today's devotional guide.
2. Be determined to keep on reducing your ignorance and increasing your intelligence.
3. Insist on a regiment of tight spirituality with the Lord Jesus Christ.

REMEMBER
*The brightest minds in the universe are those who study under the LORD.*

PRAYERS
Dear heavenly Father, Thank you for today's devotional guide. I receive grace to accept the responsibility of activating my divine intelligence through the exercise of higher spirituality in Jesus name. Amen.

AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID

DAILY READING: 2Chronicles 2-4; Psalms 144-145; Hebrews 11-12;

HYMN
1
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

2
When darkness hides His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vail.

3
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the ’whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.

4
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
On ,may I then in Him be found,
Clothed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne!

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*Breakfast words Inspirational:*

*All that believe are justified.'*

Acts 13:39 (KJV)
' And by him all that believe are justified from all things, from which ye could not be justified by the law of Moses."

The believer in Christ receives a present justification. Faith does not produce this fruit by-and-by, but now. So far as justification is the result of faith, it is given to the soul in the moment when it closes with Christ, and accepts Him as it is all in all. Are they who stand before the throne of God justified now?--so are we, as truly and as clearly justified as they who walk in white and sing melodious praises to celestial harps. The thief upon the cross was justified the moment that he turned the eye of faith to Jesus; and Paul, the aged, after years of service, was not more justified than was the thief with no service at all. We are to-day accepted in the Beloved, to-day absolved from sin, to-day acquitted at the bar of God. Oh! soul-transporting thought! There are some clusters of Eshcol's vine which we shall not be able to gather till we enter heaven; but this is a bough which runneth over the wall. This is not as the corn of the land, which we can never eat till we cross the Jordan; but this is part of the manna in the wilderness, a portion of our daily nutriment with which God supplies us in our journeying to and fro. We are now--even now pardoned; even now are our sins put away; even now we stand in the sight of God accepted, as though we had never been guilty. 'There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus.' There is not a sin in the Book of God, even now, against one of His people. Who dareth to lay anything to their charge? There is neither speck, nor spot, nor wrinkle, nor any such thing remaining upon any one believer in the matter of justification in the sight of the Judge of all the earth. Let present privilege awaken us to present duty, and now, while life lasts, let us spend and be spent for our sweet Lord Jesus

Prayers/ Meditation:

Father , help me to believe and be justified

*DIABETES*
Diabetes is a chronic metabolic disorder characterized by high blood glucose levels, often leading to damage to the heart, blood vessels, eyes, kidneys, and nerves.

The main types of diabetes include type 1,
type 2, and gestational diabetes.

Types of Diabetes:

*Type 1 Diabetes:*
This type is an autoimmune disease where the body's immune system attacks the insulin-producing cells in the pancreas, resulting in little to no insulin production.
It often develops in childhood or adolescence but can occur at any age.


*Type 2 Diabetes:*
In this type, the body either doesn't produce enough insulin or its cells don't respond properly to insulin (insulin resistance). This leads to a buildup of glucose in the bloodstream.
Type 2 diabetes is the most common type and usually develops in adulthood, but it can also occur in children.

*Gestational Diabetes:*
This type develops during pregnancy and typically resolves after childbirth. However, women who have gestational diabetes have a higher risk of developing type 2 diabetes later in life.

*Prediabetes:*
This is a condition where blood sugar levels are higher than normal but not high enough to be diagnosed as diabetes. Individuals with prediabetes are at higher risk of developing type 2 diabetes.

Treating diabetes involves a multifaceted approach, including lifestyle modifications like diet and exercise, and often requires medication, such as insulin or non-insulin antihyperglycemic agents. The specific formulation used depends on the type of diabetes and individual patient needs.

Types of Diabetes and Treatment Approaches:
Type 1 Diabetes:
Primarily requires insulin therapy due to the body's inability to produce insulin. Insulin is administered through injections or an insulin pump, mimicking the natural function of the pancreas.

Type 2 Diabetes:
Often managed initially with diet and exercise, but may require medication as well. Medications can include oral antidiabetic drugs (e.g., sulfonylureas, metformin, GLP-1 receptor agonists) or insulin therapy.

Gestational Diabetes:
Usually managed with diet, exercise, and potentially insulin, especially if blood sugar levels are not controlled.

Formulation Methods:
Diet and Exercise:
These play a crucial role in managing blood sugar levels, improving insulin sensitivity, and promoting overall health.

Insulin Therapy:
Involves administering insulin to lower blood sugar levels. Different types of insulin are available, including short-acting, rapid-acting, and long-acting options, and are chosen based on individual needs.

Non-Insulin Antihyperglycemic Medications:
These drugs work in different ways to lower blood sugar levels, such as by increasing insulin production, improving insulin sensitivity, or slowing down glucose absorption.
Other Treatments:
May include therapies like islet cell transplantation (a more advanced treatment that restores insulin-producing cells) or insulin pumps (devices that deliver insulin continuously, mimicking the body's natural function).

Example of a Formulation (Combination Therapy):
A common approach for type 2 diabetes is a combination of oral antidiabetic medications (like metformin) and insulin, used when oral medications alone are not sufficient to control blood sugar.

Some formulations may also include other treatments like GLP-1 receptor agonists, which can help improve blood sugar control and may also lead to weight loss.

Important Considerations:
Individualized Treatment:
The specific formulation used should be tailored to each patient's individual needs, taking into account factors like their age, other health conditions, and medication preferences.

Monitoring and Adjustments:
Regular blood sugar monitoring and follow-up appointments are essential to ensure the formulation is working effectively and to make necessary adjustments.

Education and Support:
Patient education is crucial to ensure proper medication use and understanding of the diabetes management plan.

Diabetes treatment formulation involves a comprehensive.

1. *Dietary changes*: Balanced meal planning, carbohydrate counting.

2. *Physical activity*: Regular exercise, such as walking, jogging..

3. *Weight management*: Maintaining a healthy weight.

Monitoring and Adjustments
1. *Blood glucose monitoring*: Regular tracking of blood sugar levels.

2. *A1C testing*: Monitoring long-term glucose control.

3. *Medication adjustments*: Healthcare provider-guided changes.

Education and Support
1. *Diabetes education*: Understanding the condition, treatment and self-management.

Over time, diabetes can damage blood vessels in the heart, eyes, kidneys and nerves. People with diabetes have a higher risk of health problems including heart attack, stroke and kidney failure. Diabetes can cause permanent vision loss by damaging blood vessels in the eyes.


*DIET PLAN ON DIABETES PATIENT*

*A diabetic diet focuses on managing blood sugar levels through a balanced intake of carbohydrates, protein, and healthy fats, while also prioritizing whole, unprocessed foods and limiting added sugars and refined grains.*

*Principles of a diabetic diet:*
Carbohydrates: Choose complex carbohydrates like whole grains, fruits, vegetables, and legumes.

*These are digested more slowly, preventing rapid spikes in blood sugar.*

*Protein:* Include lean protein sources such as fish, chicken, turkey, eggs, beans, and lentils.

*Healthy Fats:* Opt for healthy fats like olive oil, avocados, nuts, and seeds.

*Fiber:* Increase fiber intake through whole grains, vegetables, and fruits to help regulate blood sugar.

*Portion Control:* Be mindful of portion sizes to avoid overconsumption of carbohydrates and calories.

*Limit Added Sugars:* Reduce intake of sugary drinks, desserts, and processed foods.

*Regular Meal Times:* Eat meals at regular intervals to maintain stable blood sugar levels.

*Foods to include:*
Non-starchy vegetables: Spinach, leafy greens, carrots, bell peppers.

*Whole grains:* Whole wheat bread, brown rice, quinoa, oats.

*Fruits:* Choose whole fruits over juices or dried fruit.

*Lean protein:* Fish, chicken, turkey, eggs, beans, lentils.
Low-fat dairy: Milk, yogurt, cheese.

*Healthy fats:* Olive oil, avocados, nuts, seeds.
Foods to limit or avoid:
Sugary drinks: Soda, juice, sports drinks.
Refined grains: White bread, white rice, pasta.
Processed foods: Fast food, chips, sugary snacks.

Saturated and trans fats: Found in processed meats, butter, and fried foods.

Example meal plan:
*Breakfast:* Oatmeal with berries and nuts, or a lean protein omelet with vegetables.


*Lunch:* Salad with grilled chicken or fish, whole-grain bread, and vegetables.

*Dinner:* Baked chicken or fish with roasted vegetables and brown rice.

Snacks: Fruits, vegetables, nuts, or a piece of whole-grain bread with a small amount of low-fat cheese.

*Additional Tips:*
Read food labels: Pay attention to sugar and carbohydrate content.

Consult with a registered dietitian: A dietitian can help create a personalized meal plan.

*Stay hydrated:* Drink plenty of water throughout the day.

*Be active:* Regular physical activity helps improve insulin sensitivity and blood sugar control.

*Manage stress:* High stress levels can impact blood sugar.

*Don't skip meals:* Regular meals help prevent blood sugar swings.

*Monitor your blood sugar:* Regularly check your blood sugar levels to track your progress and make adjustments to your diet.

*Consider cultural preferences:* Incorporate healthy versions of traditional Nigerian dishes into your meal plan.

Use the plate method: Fill half of your plate with non-starchy vegetables, a quarter with lean protein, and a quarter with a carbohydrate.

*POTENTIAL WARNING SIGNS OF DIABETES* include increased thirst, frequent urination, unexplained weight loss, excessive hunger, fatigue, blurred vision, slow-healing wounds, numbness or tingling in hands/feet, frequent skin or vaginal yeast infections, and dark skin patches.

More detailed look at each of these signs:
1. Increased Thirst and Frequent Urination:
Excessive thirst (polydipsia) and frequent urination (polyuria) are common early symptoms, especially in type 1 diabetes.

2. Unexplained Weight Loss:
Despite increased appetite, unexplained weight loss can be a sign of type 1 diabetes, as the body is unable to utilize glucose for energy.

3. Excessive Hunger:
Increased appetite (polyphagia) can occur as the body tries to compensate for the inability to use glucose.

4. Fatigue:
Persistent tiredness and weakness can be a result of high blood sugar levels and dehydration from frequent urination.

5. Blurred Vision:
High blood sugar can affect the lens and cause changes in fluid levels in the eye, leading to temporary blurring.

6. Slow-Healing Wounds:
Diabetes can impair blood circulation, slowing down the healing process of cuts and sores.

7. Numbness or Tingling in Hands/Feet:
Nerve damage (neuropathy) from high blood sugar can cause tingling or numbness, particularly in the extremities.

8. Frequent Skin or Vaginal Yeast Infections:
High blood sugar can create an environment for yeast to thrive.

9. Dark Skin Patches:
Acanthosis nigricans, characterized by dark, velvety patches in skin folds (like armpits, neck, groin), can be a sign of type 2 diabetes.

10. Shin Spots (Diabetic Dermopathy):
These round, brown or reddish-brown spots, often on the shins, can be a sign of diabetes and may fade after diabetes is well-controlled.

*Several herbs medicine for management blood sugar levels, including cinnamon, fenugreek, bitter melon, it's very important to check the patient sugar levels before incorporating them into your routine, especially if you have diabetes.*

Herbs and Supplements for Blood Sugar Control:

*Cinnamon:* Studies suggest cinnamon can help lower glucose levels and improve insulin sensitivity.

*Fenugreek:* This herb is known to improve glucose tolerance and reduce blood sugar levels.

*Bitter Melon:* This plant has been traditionally used to manage diabetes and may help with blood sugar control.

*Milk Thistle:* Some research indicates milk thistle may help lower blood sugar and protect against diabetes-related complications.

*Gymnema:* This herb is believed to help regulate blood sugar levels and suppress cravings for sweets.

*Ginger:* Ginger has anti-diabetic, anti-oxidative, and hypolipidemic properties that may help manage blood sugar.

*Aloe Vera:* Aloe vera may help improve insulin sensitivity and lower blood sugar levels.
Berberine: This supplement is known to help control blood sugar and lipid metabolism.

*Turmeric:* Turmeric is a spice with anti-inflammatory and anti-diabetic properties that may help regulate blood sugar.

*Holy Basil:* This herb is believed to improve glucose tolerance and regulate blood sugar levels.

*Oregano:* Oregano oil may help lower blood sugar and reduce oxidation of lipoprotein in the blood.

*Aegle marmelos (Bilva):* A study showed that the aqueous extract of Bilva leaves can improve digestion, reduce blood sugar, and lower cholesterol levels.

*Nopal Cactus:* Nopal cactus may help control high blood sugar and cholesterol levels when incorporated into the diet.

*Curry Leaves:* Curry leaves may improve insulin sensitivity and help lower blood sugar.

*Apple Cider Vinegar:* The acetic acid in apple cider vinegar may help lower blood sugar levels.
Ginseng: Ginseng may help improve insulin sensitivity and regulate blood sugar levels.

*Probiotics:* Some research suggests probiotics may help improve blood sugar control and insulin sensitivity.

*Berberine*: Lowers blood sugar, improves insulin sensitivity.

*Ginseng*: May improve insulin sensitivity, glucose metabolism.

Methods
1. *Tea infusions*: Herbal teas, such as gymnema or fenugreek.

2. *Capsules or tablets*: Standardized extracts of herbs like berberine.

3. *Powders or extracts*: Added to food or drink Considerations
Ensure safe integration with conventional treatment.

. *Quality control*: Choose reputable sources.

. *Monitoring*: Regularly track blood sugar levels.


Potential Benefits
1. *Blood sugar control*: Some herbs may help lower blood sugar.

2. *Insulin sensitivity*: Certain herbs may improve insulin function.

3. *Antioxidant properties*: Some herbs may reduce oxidative stress.

As a complementary and alternative medicine practitioner, I'd describe various ways to formulate and use herbal treatments for diabetes management:
Herbal Formulations.

1. *Teas*: Infusions or decoctions of herbs like Gymnema Sylvestre, Fenugreek, or Cinnamon.

2. *Capsules/Tablets*: Standardized extracts of herbs like Berberine, Ginseng, or Turmeric.

3. *Powders/Extracts*: Added to food or drinks, such as Gymnema or Fenugreek powder.

4. *Tinctures*: Concentrated herbal extracts, often used sublingually.

Methods
1. *Combination therapy*: Blending multiple herbs for synergistic effects.

2. *Individualized treatment*: Tailoring herbal remedies to each patient's needs.

3. *Lifestyle integration*: Combining herbal treatments with dietary changes and exercise.

Popular Herbs
1. *Berberine*: Blood sugar regulation, insulin sensitivity.

2. *Gymnema Sylvestre*: Traditionally used to support blood sugar control.

3. *Fenugreek*: May improve glucose tolerance, insulin sensitivity.

4. *Cinnamon*: Potential blood sugar-lowering properties.

Considerations
1. *Quality control*: Sourcing high-quality herbs.

2. *Dosage and potency*: Ensuring effective and safe dosing.

3. *Interactions and contraindications*: Monitoring potential interactions with conventional medications.


*Treatment plan for the management of diabetes*

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*King of Bitters* has a sharp, intense bitterness that fully activates all the bitter-sensitive areas of the tongue. It hits hard the moment it touches your tongue but fades relatively quickly. The initial impact is strong, but it doesn’t linger for too long.

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The bitterness hits hard—just like King of Bitters—but unlike it, the taste lingers stubbornly. It stays on your tongue, often making you want to scrape it off. That lingering bitterness is what sets it apart.

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TYPES OF DATES EVERY COUPLE SHOULD TRY:

1. PICNIC DATE
There is something special and free about the outdoors. Pack up some food and drinks and a leso, find a spot and have fun

2. WALK DATE
Make time to just take a walk as you bond. Walk for long as you hold hands, laugh, bump shoulder to shoulder. You need no money for this

3. ELEGANT DATE
Go all out. Gentleman, ask her out to an expensive, classy venue. Give her a chance to dress up. She will feel special, smiling as you romance her; she wearing her fashionable dress

4. DANCE DATE
Find a place where good music is played or dance is taught and go there as a couple. Salsa, lingala, afro, twist, benga; go to a place where you will sweat, groove and get down

5. IMPROMPTU DATE
Dates don't have to be pre-planned. Be spontenous sometimes, drop everything and go somewhere as a couple for some quality time

6. MOVIE DATE
Go to the cinema. Movies bring out emotions

7. DOUBLE DATE
Go out on a date with another couple close to you. This will give you a chance to celebrate love and talk couple to couple. Your love will grow stronger

8. COMPASSION DATE
There are many people in society to bless. You and your partner, find a children's home, an elderly home, a hospital or someone in need and together go spend time with them. God will bless your love

9. CANDLE-LIGHT DINNER DATE
There is something romantic about looking into each other's eyes in dim candle light. Make it special. Romance is sweet

10. SPECIAL MOMENT DATE
This is when you celebrate big as a couple a special moment like Birthday, Anniversary, Graduation or Promotion. Never forget these moments

11. MAKE-UP DATE
If things between you two haven't been going well. Make effort to save your love by planning a good date. A date provides a good setting to allow you two to talk and get back to deep love

12. LUNCH DATE
Since you work at different jobs, sometimes meet up and have a couple's lunch for an hour or so

13. OLD LOVE DATE
Dates are not for young love only. Sadly, as lovers stay in a relationship/marriage, the dates become fewer as they go through the motions. No matter how long you've been together, step outside your everyday responsibilities and go for a date to rekindle and sustain the excitement

14. SPORTS DATE
Is your favorite football club, rugby team, basketball team, golfer playing? Is it the safari rally, athletics? Go out for dates as a couple where you can scream, cheer and go wild. You two will connect more

15. FRIENDS DATE
Have a barbeque, hook up with friends, throw a party. Organize something as a couple where your love will be celebrated in the presence of close friends

16. TRAVEL DATE
Pack your bags and travel. Break the monotony and as a couple drive, fly, sail to a place you've never been. Experience new attractions together. Your love will never be boring this way

16. STAY AT HOME DATE
Or lock yourself in the house. Not to work or do chores. But to switch off everything and concentrate on each other. Cook together, eat together, make memories for two