So Busani and I finally moved to his house and I must say his house is beautiful well I guess for other girls is wouldn't it has a black grey and black colored furniture a double story house and we obviously don't share rooms and it's been three months since we have been married and have been loving together
I try to avoid him by all means necessary but the problem is he has been wanting us to have sex and I have been telling him the same thing that I am not going to sleep with him but at night he always comes to my room and starts touching me some nights I just become weak and let him touch me but it has never got to the point where we have sex he just finger fucks me
And I've started locking my door recently....so anyway I have started working and I have some acquaintances and a friendly PA Ayanda and now it's knock off time today has been hectic yho I hate mondays
Ayanda:I'm going home Mihle byeee
She's so bubbly yaz
Me:bye babes see you tomorrow
I pack up and as I go out of my office I bump into someone and my handbag falls yerr
Me:watch where you go marniie
Voice:ngiyaxolisa MaDlamini
Damn that voice is deep...I look up and it's my boss dammit I just yelled at my boss Mr Langa Khoza
Me:I'm sorry Mr Khoza I didn't mean to yell at you
Him:its okay I wasn't watching where I was going.....going home?
Me:yes sir
He smiles damn this man is so hot yho
Him:please call me Langa
Me:okay Langa it is then
I smile and he smiles back
Him:let me walk you to your car
Me:okay
Him:what are you going to do when you get home
Me:just eat and watch tv....why
Him:maybe we could go out for dinner as friends
Me:well.....
Him:come on like I said as friends
Me:okay let's go
We go out he goes to his car and I go to mine and I follow him we get to this beautiful restaurant and he helps me out of my car I take my handbag and we enter the restaurant
We have been eating and talking he is a good guy and it turns out he has a girlfriend and they are going through a rough patch he opened up to me and I did the same and told him about Busani it feels good to talk to someone who isn't related to Busani even though he knows him because Busani is kinda famous for the work he does
Him:he is a jerk and as for your parents I cant believe they would do that to their own daughter they are selfish
Me:I haven't talked to them or seen them in 3 months and I have accepted it and well my brothers they were there for me but lately they have been distant even Ndalo I don't even know what happened but it's fine
Him:well I'm your new big brother and bestfriend
We both laugh
Me:how old are you
Him:36 years old
Me:haaa mkhulu
We laugh again....he is really great company we go to our cars and we share a hug and we go our separate ways I get 'home' and Busani is already home well what did I expect its 10PM already I get in and as I'm about to go upstairs.....

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MaBhengu
Ficción GeneralYamihle Dlamini a young Xhosa independent woman born in Cape Town recently moved to Durban after being forced to marry her bestfriend's older brother called Busani Bhengu a arrogant intimidating young Zulu businessman