TEMPTED BOOK 1: secret in the moonlight🌙

CHAPTER THREE

Her situation or trait as a lesbian was as a result of poor sexual orientation, which caused her default nature to relapse with the urge to be with people of the same gender. However, this was something she grew up knowing that she was a natural born lesbian. It was something she thought she was growing up with less time to learn from her parents due to there off continent work trips and all. Her nanny (old babysitter) never paid attention much to the child’s growth, her being of western origin saw the trait to be normal as opposed to the African or Zambian tradition. She encouraged her to feel natural for it was who she is little did she know the child was just misplaced sexually, her fascination of male clothing and activities made it clear to the overly quick to conclusion people. Aurora sat on the floor rag wrapped herself in her arms as she started to sob. In her mind she thought “the last person I expected to exploit me, now knows my vulnerability. Why did I have to be this way God why did you make me this way”, she cried. I felt sorry for her and again confused for the reason I didn’t understand why she was crying. I couldn’t comfort her, I mean I was good with the ladies but never have ever been in a presence of a broken-down maiden crying her untold emotions. I mastered the strength, went up to my room and picked up a t-shirt and some pants and went down to cheer her up while in hand I had picked up a fresh t-shirt peach in color and some grey sweat short for her to wear till her clothes got dry. As I approached her, she lashed at me with a threat “now that you have used me, do me a favor and never tell anyone about us. I don’t want anything to do with you ever”, I smirked, and responded in a low tone “you do realize you the one who drove me home right? I mean your car is parked in my garage while mine is still at the drive through at the school club”. She stood up in retaliation, what on earth are you saying, she shouted. “so, you think am some slut, you get to manipulate and just expose”, the funny part was the part she omitted the idea of her bringing me home and then laying with me. She herself had said I had passed out and then she waited till I sobered up. That was more than enough to ruin my reputation, regardless the outcome if this would go public both our houses names would be ruined.  So, I took up the stand as a man and walked towards her and held her by her shoulders with both hands and I told her to shut up. She looked me in the eye with fear and hate, then I kissed her. With shock of being caught off guard she smiled and placed her head on my chest, she muttered “you idiot, you don’t even know what kind of girl I am”. I knew at that moment that this girl just got stuck in my mind and I couldn’t just let it be a two-day thing, I had to make her mine.
1 week later
Bright and early, perfect weather with no chance of clouds it was a perfect day for a swim. Heading to class, I stopped by my friends’ places olex. He wasn’t the low-key type of person, but he surely knew how to keep things quiet. “loud as ever I see” I said to him, “dude, why bother having 4K sound if you aint gonna turn it up a notch” he responded with a blast of laughter. “so, what’s for the morning breakfast rush today”. Normally we had our breakfast on the go, either we got some hot coffee, panarittos pizza or we just got some scones from the drive through supermarket. “yo slim, I heard man”, he said that with a cunny smirk. I thought to myself, how many know about my uncorked adventure of last week, I knew I didn’t tell any of my home boys except those who were present at the party. But none knew the details of how it went, I asked him “dude what you wilding for, what you know” I responded acting all innocent. He paused and laughed,” dude I know you keeping exildah secret, your mum called me telling me she flying over for the weekend at her family manor”, with that I changed from mighty king slim to frustrated stressed face slapped squidward depressed mode. I mean I knew she was coming back for the weekend but I had literally forgotten when. With the face I gave Olly (olex) knew I wasn’t expecting the sudden news or memory check. He came forth to my side and just blasted me “not too shabby slim, I knew you were an idiot but dude you just almost forgot the most important day huh”. Well exildah isn’t some random girl in my connection life, she a woman or lady my mum loves and since were kids, she always nagged about how our by our I mean me and exildahs kids would beautiful and stuff. And that thought alone gave me nightmares, I never liked the idea of people making me do things or choosing things for me, if I didn’t like something I wouldn’t definitely dare get close to it no matter what. Him bringing it up just rushed down my spine like a tomatoe grate down my back. (phone buzz) speak of the devil, it’s my mum.
Me: “rise and shine mum, was expecting your call. How’s little Kami and the old man”
Mom: “don’t give me that morning nonsense son, she laughed in her old voice, how’s my little princess holding up in school. Hope you eating your vegetables and I don’t want you to end all bony like your friend Olly”
Ya little did she know she was on speaker, I mean we were headed for school and we have to have some music playing and Olly’s music wasn’t the type you can play outdoors.
Olly: “hey mama T, I aint that skinny, your boy here having a big head. He laughed at it sliding the joke.
Mum: hello little Olly long time no see, hope you keeping your friend in check, has he told you yet what he has planned for exildahs birthday.
Olly: noooo not yet but he stopped by the channel store probably he got something for her.
Me: yo Olly stop encouraging mum’s weirdness lol (I gave off a crazy laugh).
Mum: boy you better not mess up, exildah the only girl who can tame your childishness

With that she lost me I snapped and cut the call right there n then. I mean who would call a man in his 20’s childish. Come to think of it I never understood what mum saw in that girl I know she was from a family we knew for generations but still. But again, she was beautiful in her on rights, a girl raised with glamor and perfection her mother a sophisticated fashion designer working in company called MONTREL DIOR she built if from the ground up combining traditional African wear with eastern culture dressing, I know it sounds rather impossible. Imagine a Japanese fashion with an African theme, and her father, only referred to as Mr Tembo  he had an ambition to join the ranks of my father as one of the heads of the 8 great houses, these great houses referred to the prominent business families in different fields this included the Malambo’s who were based in the automotive production, the nguzus who supplied he most of the agriculture produce exported outside the country, the mwase’s who dominated the transportation industry, the fowls which is my family we went into textiles and fabrics and 4 others who controlled the other industries. My family started out in the south growing cotton till my great grandfather bargained with the colonial masters to invest in his textile and fabrics business, he began to produce clothes and other related materials till it grew to be one of southern Africa’s biggest suppliers of textiles and fabrics.
The thought of seeing Exildah tormented my mind, she was a self-centered brat with no regard of how others feel. I remember in high school she would torment the other kids at lunch because of there low-quality food, and everyone thought I was like her due to the fact I came with her to school. The pain in that was annoying putting aside her ridiculous personality, she is a beautiful 5’8” with and amazing physical figure. Her beauty was something to behold, her dark Mable eyes and fair fade peach lips made her hair seem darker than a shade of granite. She isn’t considered slim for her fame waist had the texture of flesh and elegant growth of her frontier high tip breasts brought her double B size buttocks. The thought of her figure made me smile a little because just to admit the truth I would envy me to have that type of girl by my side. Olly smirked and whispered “dude are you already fantasizing exildahs ass on your laps already, save the imagination for later this weekend”.