HANDSOME DRIVER ACCIDENTALLY SLEPT OFF IN BILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTER'S ROOM

Liam had just landed a dream job as a private driver for the ultra-wealthy Carrington family. Known for his charm and dashing looks, Liam kept a low profile, focusing solely on his job. One night, after a grueling back andforth drive to and from a late evening gala, exhaustion overcame him. He arrived at the mansion, parked the car, and went in to ask for a glass of water from one of the housemates before retiring to the staff quarters.
The entire mansion was unusually quiet. The maids were nowhere to be found, probably off duty or resting. Liam, confused and dizzy from the long day, walked through a hallway, searching for a spare room to nap in. The door to a guest room was slightly a jar. Thinking it was empty, he slipped in and collapsed on the bed, completely unaware it was the room of the billionaire's only daughter, Arya Carrington.
Arya had stepped into the adjoining bathroom after her bath when she saw Liam's shoes outside the bed. Peeking through the bathroom door, her heart raced. There was a man in her bed. Instinctively, she grabbed a hairbrush as a weapon and crept closer. But when she recognized the face, her brows knitted.
What was their driver doing in her bed? Instead of screaming, Arya did something unexpected. She stood there watching him. His chest rose and fell so peacefully, and there was something unusually innocent about his face as he slept. Her initial anger softened into curiosity. Arya had always found Liam attractive, but seeing him there completely vulnerable stirred something new in her.
She left him there and curled up on the Sha's lounge, deciding to deal with him in the morning. But her sleep didn't come easy. Every sound he made kept her awake. Morning broke, sunlight flooding through the windows. Liam stirred, confused, and sat up slowly. His eyes widened in horror when he saw Arya seated across the room, arms folded, glaring at him.
"What on earth are you doing in my room?" she asked coldly. Liam stammered, trying to piece his words together, but she stood up, raised a brow, and said, "Relax. You're lucky I didn't scream and get you fired." Her tone held a strange mixture of anger and intrigue. Liam quickly apologized and fled the room, heart pounding.
But neither of them knew that night had changed everything. Word hadn't gotten out about the incident, thanks to Aria's silence, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. She began watching Liam from her bedroom window as he cleaned the car or opened doors for guests. There was something about his politeness, the way he smiled at the staff and remained unaffected by the luxury surrounding him.
Liam, on the other hand, kept a safe distance. Embarrassed, he avoided eye contact with Arya at all costs. But one afternoon, while driving her to a shopping complex, she suddenly said, "You snore when you sleep." He almost hit the brakes from shock. She giggled for the first time in front of him, and that moment shattered the wall between them.

To be continued....

“You might be aware of a video which has been circulating on social media showing me in what some have misunderstood as brandishing a firearm. I want to assure you of this — that, that was certainly not a firearm, and at no point did I point such at anyone.- Paul Adefarasin.
Islamic Religious Extremists In Ogun State, Yoruba Land, Stabs An Igbo Lady To Death

Today, we received the report of an Igbo woman identified as Mrs Blessing Eze who was stabbed to death by some Islamic religious extremists in Ogun State. The Extremists  goes about collecting unlawful levies from traders for the June 6th Eid Mubarak prayers. It was gathered that the Islamic Extremists had Unlawfully taxed the Info market traders  the sum of 1,500.00 Naira per shop for the Eid Mubarak prayers on June 6.  When they stormed the market in  collection of the money, it was in the morning and Mrs Blessing Eze told them that it is still morning and that she had not sold anything for the day. She told them to go and come back later but they refused and then began to destroy her goods. She then firmly buckled one and demanded that they pay for her goods they have destroyed. That was when they stabbed her. One of the Islamic Extremists collecting the unlawful levy quickly brought out a knife and stabbed the woman in the chest right in her shop, and she died.
For clarity sake, these extremists are Muslims but their act is criminally. That is why we called them extremists because we don't want to believe that they were sent from the mosque to go and extort or to go and kill people in the market,  unless otherwise.

Extortion is a crime and no crime  bypasses the punishment of the laws. When has Muslims started taxing people for Eid Mubarak prayers? And, why should people compulsorily pay you for your own prayers?  Giving is by willingness, you don't force people to give to you. We believe that no true Islamic leader will send his people to go and force 1,500.00 Naira out of traders and to kill any trader who refuses to pay.
Mrs Blessing Eze did not refuse to pay, rather she told them to go and come back later that the time was still early for her to raise such an amount of money. But they refused and then killed her. This is how crimes are committed in Nigeria but the most painful thing is that when it is committed by Muslims against an Igbo person or against a Christian, justice will be denied.

If there would be no justice for this woman, then we might be left with the option to believe what people have been parading about that "Islam is a religion of violence". People have been saying this but we just don't want to believe it because inasmuch as we know that some Islamic worshipers are evil, there are many good ones in there who are not violent and this also extends to every other religions.

Fingers crossed, but the case of this woman will never be swept under the carpet just like that. We are demanding justice for her and, every Islamic person who believes that Islam is not a religion of "violence" must stand up for this woman's justice. All those involved in her death must be arrested and made to pay for the crime they committed. Of course, no payment will bring back the dead, but they must pay for it. It must not go like the case of Deborah Samuel.

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*THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE*

DATE: SUNDAY 8TH JUNE 2025

THEME: *THE ULTIMATE POWER.*

MEMORIZE
Luke 5:5
And Simon answering said unto him, Master, we have toiled all the night, and have taken nothing: nevertheless at thy word I will let down the net.

READ
Luke 5:4-9
Now when he had left speaking, he said unto Simon, Launch out into the deep, and let down your nets for a draught.
And Simon answering said unto him, Master, we have toiled all the night, and have taken nothing: nevertheless at thy word I will let down the net.
And when they had this done, they inclosed a great multitude of fishes: and their net brake.
And they beckoned unto their partners, which were in the other ship, that they should come and help them. And they came, and filled both the ships, so that they began to sink.
When Simon Peter saw it, he fell down at Jesus' knees, saying, Depart from me; for I am a sinful man, O Lord.
For he was astonished, and all that were with him, at the draught of the fishes which they had taken:

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: *When we submit to God's word over our lives, we have submitted to the ultimate in the universe.*

MESSAGE
The universe came into existence at the instance of God's spoken word.

He literally spoke everything into existence and held them in place firmly by the same word. So powerful is the Word, that He Himself submits to His word.

Everything is a product of words relatively.

Every man or woman is a product of words. We all are products of the words we have listened to cumulatively over the years.

The medical doctor was made by listening to certain words over a period of time. The lawyer was made by words. The Architect is a product of words. Our parents moulded our lives with words.

And God moulded the universe by simply speaking.

*In the realms of words, God's word is the ultimate.*

The Bible puts it this way;
Psalms 138:2 "I will worship toward thy holy temple, and praise thy name for thy lovingkindness and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy word above all thy name."

The word is the greatest revelation of God in the universe. He has always existed as the Word. He manifested as the Word. His word is His bond.

And when we submit to God's word over our lives, we have submitted to the ultimate in the universe. There is nothing as great as the Word of God anywhere in the universe.

The one who submits to God's word will be put in command of the world, because God rules and runs the world by His word.

It appeared that Peter the fisherman understood this truth even as an unschooled fisherman that he was.

As against his professional ethics in fishery, he hearkened to the word of the Son of God and his night was turned into day.
Peter became an apostle of the Word because he was converted by the power of the word that worked in his life. He was a living witness of the wonders of God's word.

*Beloved, everything changes and turns around at God's word.*

It doesn't matter how bad your case may be today, there is hope for you if you will surrender your life to God through His word and begin to obey what He says.

Make the word of God your greatest companion today, and your story will surely be rewritten. Shalom.

ACTION STEPS
1. Locate the scriptures that deals directly with your peculiar case and apply them to your life.
2. Meditate on them regularly until they become part of your life.
3. Act on them, speak them over your case until your change becomes obvious.

PRAYERS
Dear heavenly Father, thank you for today's devotional guide. Open my eyes that I might see wondrous things from your word. And let my own seasons of enjoying your wonders begin in Jesus name. Amen.

REMEMBER
*When we submit to God's word over our lives, we have submitted to the ultimate in the universe.*

AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID

DAILY READING: Isaiah 47-48; Galatians 1-2.

HYMN
" There shall be showers of blessing " :
This is the promise of love ;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Saviour above.

Show - - ers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need ;
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.

2
" There shall be showers of blessing "
Precious reviving again ;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.

3
" There shall be showers of blessing " :
Send them upon us, O Lordl
Grant to us now a refreshing ;
Come, and now honour Thy Word.

4
" There shall be showers of blessing ":
Oh that to-day they might fall,
Now as to God we're confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call !

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His name is Felix. This is one of our brothers from Nigeria that came to buy goods in China. So 3 days ago he felt sičk and this sickness made him to have a partial strokě. Which took him to hospital and he was revived, but as God may have it, he's alive. We want to know any of his family members. And unfortunately none of his family members is in China and no way to open his phone to contact any of his family or friends, But we are meant to know that he owns shops in lagos and is from Aba, Abia State.

So we are trying to know in case if you know who is this person is. Please send contacts to get to his family. Atleast he is shaking his body and his alive. Please help share this post with this picture here. So that people who knows him can come so that we can take him back. Please share this video, So that it can get to his people, please Save a brother.

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BILLIONAIRE CHOSE HIS MAID OVER HIS FIANCÉE — AND PAID THE PRICE

Darlington Obi, the sole heir to the OB group holdings, had never been one for surprises.
Yet, on that breezy Wednesday afternoon, he arrived at his estate without alerting anyone. Not his staff, not his fianceé, not even his mother, who usually micromanaged his every step. His flight from London had landed earlier than expected, and for the first time in years, he wanted to walk into his mansion without the burden of fanfare or formal greetings.
The towering black gates slid open silently, and his convoy remained outside while he stepped in alone, holding just a leather bag and wearing a simple black polo with navy blue slacks. The stillness inside was unsettling. The chandelier above the entrance cast soft shadows on the white marble floor as he made his way toward the kitchen, drawn by the faint sound of music and laughter.
It was not the kind of laughter that came from privilege or pretense. It was genuine, pure, melodic and strangely contagious. And there she was, barefoot on the tiled floor, her wrapper tied loosely around her waist, headscarf swaying as she spun in slow circles with a mop in one hand and her other hand lifted toward the ceiling like a ballerina.
She danced like someone who didn't know the world was watching, like someone whose joy wasn't dependent on money or fame. The Bluetooth speaker beside the pantry hummed with a soft tune by Asa, and every step she took fell in rhythm with the song Darlington froze. Not because she was the most beautiful woman he had seen, though her smooth dark skin and natural smile lit something within him, but because her freedom, her joy, and her authenticity struck him like lightning in a dry season.
For a man who had seen the world closed billionaire deals and walked red carpets with women who wore diamonds like clothing, this moment felt like a window into a life he had forgotten existed. It wasn't just about attraction. It was about something deeper. peace, purity, and presence. He didn't say a word, just watched until she twirled, startled to see him standing there.
She gasped, fumbled with the mop, and almost slipped. "Oga, I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I didn't know you were back." Her eyes widened with fear, perhaps thinking she would be scolded or fired for using the speaker. "But Darlington only smiled and shook his head gently." Don't stop," he said softly, stepping further into the room.
"I've never seen someone dance like that so free." Her eyes dropped to the floor as she apologized again, reaching to turn off the music. But he stopped her hand. That moment marked a shift, a dangerous one. In that small space of silence between her heartbeat and his, something unspoken was born.
and neither of them knew that everything in their world was about to change because of a dance upstairs in a bedroom laced with velvet curtains and French perfume. Cassandra Au scrolled through her tablet while a maid painted her toenails a radiant shade of wine. She had no idea Darlington had returned.
And even if she did, she wouldn't have rushed downstairs to welcome him. That wasn't her style. Love to her was about possession, a calculated alliance between her family's legacy and his. She was a daughter of Chief Au, an oil tycoon whose influence ran through political veins like blood. The engagement between Cassandra and Darlington was a merger of powerhouses.

To be continued...

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 (𝟖) 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐆𝐆:

We have so many things in life that we can handle with strong hands & they can withstand pressure and force. There are things that are so fragile in nature & anyone who wants to handle them must do so with every carefulness and tenderness. I saw a truck loaded with cartons of Noddles. Two guys were asked to move the cartons of noddles from the truck into a shop. You need to see the throwing and catching prowess of this two guys. One was in the truck throwing the cartons to the one at the entrance of the shop and he was throwing it into the shop. The one in the truck can throw about 3 cartons at a go and the one in the shop will catch it so well. They can do it like that because the noodles in the cartons are not fragile.

They can't handle crates of egg like that when loading from a truck into a shop. It takes extra carefulness and tenderness, if I not ,it will break and that will amount to huge debt and wastages.

Friends, there are things we also must carry and handle with extra- carefulness because these things are fragile and once broken, it is not easy to put back together and once some of these things get broken, they can lead to huge damage and destiny wastage.
Let me mention 8 of those things you must carry /handle with carefulness as if you are carrying a crate of eggs.

1. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Your name is very important and fragile. There are names that stink in the ears of people simply because, those who bear those names spoilt the names. The way to handle your name with carefulness is to be careful of your doings. Your actions can rubbish your name. A good name can open doors for you & for your children and generations after you. The Bible says ' A good name is better than precious ointment...' ( Ecclesiastes 7:1). When your name is mentioned anywhere, like in your office, at home, church, on social media like Facebook, Twitter, IG, etc. What comes to people's minds? Carry your name with carefulness. It is a huge asset. Read one of the quotes written by Shakespeare. 'Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed'.

2: 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓: Many hearts are broken, shattered, wounded and bitter today. One of the factors responsible for this is because many of this heart owners were careless with their hearts. You can guard your heart from being broken and bitter. Run away from people, and things that are bent on breaking your heart. Carry your heart like a crate of eggs. You need a whole heart before you can be said to be fully whole!

3. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 : When you put too much pressure on your wife, you will 'break' her. ' Likewise ye husbands, dwell with your wife according to knowledge, giving honour unto the wife, as unto the weaker vessel...' ( I Peter 3:7)
Handle your wife with carefulness and tenderness. Let tenderness flow in your manliness. Don't be wicked to your wife. Carry her like a Queen. She's stron, powerful and wise, yet, she needs to be protected, cared for and handle like a crate of eggs. Treat her like that.

4: 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄: Your purpose is your destiny. If you don't handle it with utmost carefulness, it can slip off your hands and gaze and get broken. So many things can come like pressure on this 'crate of egg of purpose'. Discouragement, lack of fund, delayed Breakthrough, etc. These are things that may want to come like pressure on your purpose to break it. Don't allow it! Carry it with care. Carry your purpose away from people and things that may want to put pressure on it and break it.

5: 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇: You have only this body as a vehicle that will carry you throughout your journey of destiny in this life. Handle your health with carefulness. No matter how big your vision is, once you are dead, nobody can really run the vision like you!

Fight for your health. Avoid things that can destroy your health. Wealth is useless when your health becomes useless. Don't kill yourself before your time. Do your best to stay alive. We still need you here. Don't use your fork and your spoon to dig your grave. Watch what you eat. Always pray for divine immunization against sickness and diseases.

6. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄.: So many people handle their marriage like a carton of noddles. Let me remind you sir/ma. Your marriage is fragile. Handle it like a crate of egg. It must not break! A broken marriage is not easily put back together, because, when a marriage breaks, many things get broken with it. Husband and wife, please, carry your marriage like an egg. It must not break!

7: 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒. : Your worth is attached to your words. Be careful with words. Once broken, you can't gather it up again. Many people are careless with their words. They speak violently. They make empty promises and break it. Some say things they later wish they never said. Guard your words. Be careful with it.

8: 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘: Those who are running up and down to fulfill destiny here on earth without thinking of their eternity are not wise! Hear what the Bible says ' Oh that they were wise, that they understood this, they would have considered their latter end! ( Duet 32:29). Friends, the matter of eternity is not something you should handle with levity. Think about where you will spend eternity. You will die one day. I will also die one day. All that we are and have in this world are vanity upon vanity. Take the matter of your end very serious. Stop living carelessly as if you have extra life. Think about eternity. Don't live for the pleasure of this present moment alone. If you miss heaven, you will cry!

I believe someone here is blessed with this. You can share it to bless others. (don't plagiarize it )

Thanks for reading.

Wahala be like wetin again?

Hey there! I know this morning has felt exhausting, but remember that you have the power within you to turn things around. Take a deep breath and shake off that lethargy!

You’ve accomplished so much already, and you have the strength to keep pushing forward. Now, take a moment to visualize your goals and the impact you can make. Speak eloquently, letting your passion and knowledge shine through. You are capable of greatness!

Embrace the challenge ahead of you; let it fuel your spirit. You’ve got this!