Mustapha Audu, Son of Late Abubakar Audu has finally reacted to Sugabelly’s rape allegations.
In a statement by his lawyer, Philip Odin, Audu insisted that Sugabelly is only interested in advancing her blogging career.
The statement which was posted on Facebook read ust a quick one to inform you that my client, Mustapha Audu is quite disturbed about the trending #Sugabelly false accusations against him and his friends, online, especially as he tries to align with the reality of the death of his beloved father.
While I plead with you to apply caution over the allegations, as he (Mustapha has already initiated legal process), I want to assure you that all the allegations flying online are baseless, fales and totally untrue.
You will receive next from me, in a moment, a comprehensive report of what really transpired between Sugabelly (Lotanna Igwe-Odunze), how she wanted Mustapha to marry her at all cost, and when that failed, she resulted to cheap blackmaik to gain cheap publicity to promote her blogging career, as well sending associates behind to ask for pay-off from Mustapha.
My next mail will reveal and contain shocking details, email conversations, confession of love, ‘wild things’, imaginations, Unclad pictures of her sent to Mustapha, in efforts to get Mustapha back, plus how she was ‘rapped’, and kept recalling such ugly experiences. The emails are well dated.
Later, Philip Odin published the email messages between Mustapha Audu and Sugabelly while she was in college.
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From: musti audu <[email protected]>
Date: Mon, Dec 29, 2008 at 1:29 PM
Subject: sup
To: [email protected]
hello…
jus wanted 2 see how u r doin dis holiday season..
whats good wif u…
Musti Audu
AttachmentsNov 26 (1 day ago)
to ceo
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From: Lotanna Igwe-Odunze <[email protected]>
Date: Sun, May 17, 2009 at 9:40 AM
Subject: Pictures
To: [email protected]
Hiya,.
Images are not displayed. Display images below – Always display images from [email protected]
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From: Musti Audu <[email protected]>
Date: Thu, Nov 26, 2015 at 12:49 PM
Subject: Fwd: something to make you smile
To: Ema Oloyo <[email protected]>
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From: Lotanna Igwe-Odunze <[email protected]>
Date: Fri, Feb 29, 2008 at 6:35 AM
Subject: something to make you smile
To: Mustapha <[email protected]>
xoxo
Lotanna Igwe-Odunze
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From: Lotanna Igwe-Odunze <[email protected]>
Date: Sun, May 17, 2009 at 10:03 AM
Subject: Re: Your Pic
To: musti audu <[email protected]>
On Sun, May 17, 2009 at 4:46 AM, musti audu <[email protected]> wrote:
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From: Oladipo Oladapo <[email protected]>
Date: Sat, Mar 28, 2009 at 10:12 PM
Subject: Your Pic
To: [email protected]
Your Pic
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Mustapha Audu
CEO
JAVABean Ltd
www.javabeanltd.com
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Yours sincerely,
Lotanna Odunze
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Mustapha Audu
Director
Constructors Guild
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From: Lotanna Igwe-Odunze <[email protected]>
Date: Sun, Mar 2, 2008 at 7:24 AM
Subject: can’t sleep..good morning Mr. Audu
To: Mustapha <[email protected]>
Hey,
I can’t sleep. Lying in bed watching The Bionic Woman online. And that’s after I watched Family Guy, The Sarah Conner Chronicles, and Cashmere Mafia. I did a lot of thinking today. I spoke to my mom. I feel rather sad…for some reason I almost always end up sad after speaking to my mom. She still hates you…can’t blame her. You were a jerk to me sometimes, and she got the worst of it from me when she wouldn’t let me see you. Plus all the horrible stuff that happened in between. If you don’t know what I’m talking about I’ll tell it to you later. I’m homesick. Maybe that’s why I’m emailing you. I know you won’t reply.You never do. You don’t even reply when I text you…which is funny because you used to text me all the time..
..speaking of which.. I remember the series of texts we sent each other when our ‘affair’ started..
me: (right after you dropped me off after that first night in your car): was fun…still wet
you: Hello 17… glad you enjoyed it. Don’t worry, we shall continue soon 🙂
you used to text me all the time… at least much more than you do now… which is never…can you believe it’s been a year? I’ve known you for a year..
Jan 24, Wednesday- The first day I spoke to you. You were working on a database and you told me to pull my seat over… I remember you saying “….pretty boring stuff..”
Feb 5, Monday – You were showing me how to use Dreamweaver and my facebook profile came up.. and you saw that picture … we drove around Maitama until we found a dark street. I was so nervous, I almost couldn’t breathe.. and I unbuttoned my shirt and let you touch me..I told you I couldn’t have sex with you and you said ” ..it’s okay, we’re not going to have sex…yet..” .. but we did, .. and I was sore afterwards.. the inside of my thighs hurt and it was painful to touch myself.
Feb 6, Tuesday – We grabbed lunch at 212. Later you realised spicy shawarma and blow jobs don’t mix so well.. just so you know.. it cracked me up. Later that evening at work I decided to be mean and I ate your shawarma as well. Made it up to you though: sent you three pictures of me Coverless.. wonder if you still have them.. After that we had sex almost every day that week. A different street each night. Sometimes it took ages to find a lonely enough spot.. and then your red Mercedes would sputter and die..it was quite amusing..
Feb 8, Thursday – You wore a pinstriped suit to work.. I bumped into you at the front desk. I was signing in and you came through the door, ruffled my hair, and said something that predictably started with “woman…”. You looked quite dashing that day.. I think I told you.
Feb 9, Friday – I was desperate for an excuse to get away from work, and Killian needed to go to the Access Bank somewhere in Wuse. You were taking him and I jumped in the car. After we dropped him off we went to Med to have lunch, but I was horribly nervous and I couldn’t eat anything.. I don’t know what went through your mind when I said I wouldn’t/couldn’t eat… but you took it in stride and announced “..Bartender..I’ve got lots more to order when I get back..” We made our way to the car (did I mention you introduced me to the girl at the reception?) I couldn’t keep up with you.. shoes were killing me. I know I’m 5ft 11″, but I love shoes so I’ll suffer anyway… as we pulled into Villa I commented that my cousin lived there.. you asked where.. and I said “Suleiman Barau” .. I almost died when we got to your house.. It was practically opposite my aunt’s.. you said you’d forgotten your key.. you said it was in your laptop bag. You had me sit and wait while you got something from upstairs.. I think it was another key.. your little brothers? came and sat on my lap, and I swear they molested me.. the younger one had his hand in my bra when you came back down the stairs and ordered them to run to Islamiyya…. you opened the door nearest to me on the ground floor.. Balked when I saw the bed.. I’ve never been good with beds… they scare me… visions of violent rape flood my brain and I get goosebumps… it’s like having no air.. there are reasons for that… perhaps you’ll find out later. I hid in a corner to UnCloth.. you asked if I was hiding from you… I was. When I was in nothing but my panties you came and stood behind me and slipped your fingers between my legs..I stared at myself in the mirror..Unclad and watched you touch me. And then you told me to get on the bed and assume a position.. so I lay on stomach with my legs parted slightly..my hips raised.. and you undressed.. and then I was thoroughly frightened. You see, in that moment I realised that I had never seen you Unclad in daylight. Actually I’d never seen you Unclad. And I’d never seen a man’s joystick in such detail before…except in movies.. and online. It felt different, that afternoon. I liked watching myself in the mirror.. you liked watching me in the mirror.. I liked that you liked looking.. it made me feel dirty.. it turned me on.
Later that night I told the first lie. I told my mom I was going out with you and Ogechi.. we were going have drinks.. Tunji’s house.. you and him played a football tournament or two.. “Tunj, do you know how old she is.. packing this kind of equipment..” I stopped you from telling him.. afraid he’d judge me for wanting you.. You’d play for a while then reach into my top and handle my breasts.. the screen of your macbook is so much brighter than a regular laptop.. it was the only light in that dark room.. but I didn’t care..I’m scared of the dark.. I sleep with the light on in college.. I have sleeping masks to trick my body into thinking it’s surrounded by darkness. I can’t wait for you in a room if the lights go out.. My mom has to call me if she’s out and they take the light because I’m terrified..I once ran out of the house Unclad because I thought I heard a noise in the dark.. but you were there, and you did delicious things to me that took my breath away..
I should stop… I’m not trying to arouse you, and I’m not trying to scare you off.. oh crap, I really should shut up now.
Mustapha.. basically, I just miss you a lot. I don’t know why.. I mean I do know why but I can’t explain why I stop breathing every time I hear your name, even if it’s not about you.
I know this has pitifully graduated into a poorly disguised love letter from an infatuated teenager, but whatever it is..it’s sincere.
..Now May looks like Christmas all over again..
okay seriously, I’m shutting up now.. and if you reply… like when you called and left that message, it will make my day. Or if you call, it will be ever so much more so.
-Lotanna
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From: musti audu <[email protected]>
Date: Sun, Jan 20, 2008 at 10:14 PM
Subject: hello darlin
To: [email protected]
whats up..
waz off my comp when u sent the msg…
what u been up 2… howz uni and all… hope itz goin well…
what did u say we need 2 talk bout… hope u not 2 nasty in college..
well itz college so u mite az well….. hope u doin some work though..
i know u’z a smart gal…. so not 2 worried…
anywayzz… hope all else iz good..
l8r
From: Lotanna Igwe-Odunze <[email protected]>
Date: Fri, Dec 28, 2007 at 9:44 AM
Subject:
To: Mustapha <[email protected]>
Hey, it was great talking to you the other day. I’m in Maryland until January 12 – the number’s 301-879-0501- after which I’ll head back to Florida. You can call my room: 352-588-8726, or if you prefer, my mobile, which is 857-544-7540. You may leave a message on either of the last two numbers; I’ll reply. I don’t know why I decided to call you. It’s been four months since I last heard you speak. I guess I knew to hear you would make me happy, so I did. It would have been nice to see you, but I suppose it’ll have to be some other time.I’m well, and enjoying school. You should be swamped with work, but consider it a good thing. Say hi to Bashir for me, and to Abdul.
Call me Mona.
Cheers!
Lotanna
Nov 26 (1 day ago)
From: Lotanna Igwe-Odunze <[email protected]>
Date: Wed, Dec 19, 2007 at 1:38 AM
Subject: ………………
To: [email protected]
Hey, it’s been a while. School’s out, and I’m in Maryland so I just thought of you. I’m well, and I hope you’re the same.
Cheers
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