𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 (18+)

12 | secrets

"The big lesson in life, baby, is never be scared of anyone or anything."

Thandeka Ndaba

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I was going insane.

I looked at Qophelo as he threw his head back, laughing at whatever one of the maids had said. She blushed when she saw that she made him laugh. I rolled my eyes, sipping on my smoothie. I had made it myself with a tutorial on YouTube.

I shook my head to get out of the jealousy trance I was on and took my phone. I thought about just texting Zweli and asking him to spend the day with me but I didn't enjoy his company as much as I faked it in front of the others, mainly his parents. He annoyed me to no end.

I scrunched my nose in disgust as she touched his arm. Qophelo was wearing a vest and shorts since it was sort of a day off for him. I wasn't planning on going anywhere and there was basically no-one for him to suspect or protect me from. I couldn't wait to just get busy after the King and Queen's abdication.

It felt like I was just here to decorate the place. There was nothing I could do other than donate and visit my children. I needed more things to take on. I also couldn't just start doing the Queen's duties because people don't believe that when you're a Princess, you're capable. They need the Queen's assurance. And with someone who's been ruling for years, they trusted her and wanted her only.

Her giggle made me look up at them again. I was caught by surprise when Qophelo's eyes were already on me. He was just staring and it made me look away bashfully. I remembered the time I had slept the night in his room. It was the time I almost gave in to my desires. I wanted to kiss him.

Just after that happened, I was flooded with another load of dreams. I'd feel uncomfortable around him for the first half of the day then get used to him again. It seemed that I was the only one getting them because his behaviour towards me was just the same throughout. Not liking my husband pushed me further into his arms.

I wanted to feel what it was like to be with him. For him to make love to me or be rough with me. I have been exploring myself sexually since I came here. It had nothing to do with my boredom but just the fact that I didn't enjoy sex with Zweli like I probably should.

He was my husband.

He was an experienced individual.

His history, from my parents, told me that he did have girlfriends, multiple girlfriends, before me. I still don't get why my parents would set me up with him. We were total opposites. But I guess opposites attract. Or maybe his parents thought a lonely girl would fix their unruly son.

"Princess," I almost squealed in surprise. Qophelo was behind me, whispering in his gravelly voice. It sent goosebumps all over my arms and a flutter to my core. I swallowed a lump in my throat and clenched my thighs, responding with my eyes closed.

"Y-Yeah." I responded breathlessly. The way my body was reacting to him now made me think I was absolutely insane. I felt his hands on my bare shoulders and shuddered.

"Did you want something? I saw the way you were looking at me, do you want me to do something for you? To you?" He asked, he voice going an octave lower than usual. The thought he knew exactly what he was doing drove me crazy. I never thought we'd get here.