Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 14

Nicolas's POV
It is not making sense,what ever samba is telling me does not make any sense at all, let me take you back to how it began,I was contacted by an old friend of my father mr sibeso,saying he had a job for me,one night him and his best friend mweemba went drinking in another town,at the club he met a woman from his past who confronted him about abandoning his child,despite having all that money to buy the whole bar,looking at his mischievous history mweemba could not tell which one of his women he had a child with,after much thought he had two women in mind,Thandiwe and Hetty,he hired me to look into thandiwe who was very difficult to trace,i found some information about her family in the outskirts of town,sibeso approached them but they denied us all information,I decided to go there and bribe their youngest daughter who told me the woman's name and town she had relocated to,around that time Mrs mweemba discovered my twin sister Natalia had schizophrenia and was committed to a mental institution,I was using the money mr mweemba was paying me to pay for her bills but it wasn't enough ,when she offered to pay for my sisters bills and pay me double I was too desperate to refuse,I handed her the file the day she came to house and ignored my boss's calls until I had a convincing lie to tell him. " what is your mothers name" I asked her in a confused state,pulling her inside the house to avoid noise" have you gone mad" she yelled. " answer me" I begged desperately "Thandiwe ,you psycho " my feet grew cold,could samba be the daughter me mweemba has been looking for,I was confused and scared at the same time,I don't know the intentions that chuma has for wanting to find that child before her husband,if this is true,samba is a mweemba then I will have to protect her from that woman,but how,I panicked " Nicolas,say something,what is wrong with you" she screamed,I got up and covered her mouth until she was calm" listen to me very carefully samba,you are the daughter of a billionaire.... She laughed at me hard until I removed my hand from her mouth," I do not know much about my father but he was no billionaire " she laughed mockingly, " chuma is the wife of the man I work for,who's child I have been looking for,for years now,the day she came here she collected a file with your mothers name and address if she went to your house it was to question your mother or find out where her child was,I do not know her intentions samba please get serious " her face was full of realization " if what you are saying is true Nicolas then my sister is in danger,yes, it makes sense now,mother has never talked about Muna's father,we do not know if he dead or alive,if truly she had a child with your boss then it's my sister " I watched her sit on the bed with no energy as she put the pieces of the puzzle together.
Muna's POV
It took me two hours straight to get ready for work today,I only went to avoid problems with anyone,my heart was torn apart on my left was the urge to see him and repeat what happened. On my right was the burning hatred I had for men fueled with my sisters pain yesterday,nothing good comes out of these things they do not matter at all,I should focus on my work it's all that matters,back to being my cold self as he described me,I passed right through his office,"Muna" he called out,my focus was where I was going not his direction,I continued walking like I did not hear him utter a word,I touched the handle of the door to open it so I can go inside,the air around me suddenly changed,his breath was on my neck and his hand placed on top of mine " why are you ignoring me" to avoid your stupid feelings that eventually turn into tears isn't it obvious dummy. " I do not know what you speak of" he giggled under his breath," will you pretend nothing happened between us" the images came back flashing at his words,this time anger filled me not the electricity I have been feeling every time I think of that moment" that's because nothing happened,sir,now if you would excuse me I have a job I need to tend to" I opened the door,heard his footsteps behind me slowly approaching me. I placed my purse on table,his hand cupped waist drove me right against the wall,my face faced the wall as he handcuffed my hands with his,there was no space between us,his breathing was getting heavier," tell me you did not feel what I felt,tell me you do not think about me each time I'm not around,tell me you did not enjoy my lips against yours,tell me you did not like my tongue massaging yours" the images came repeating in my head like a movie scenes I keep rewatching,his hand was big enough to hold both my had behind,he used his other hand to caress my trembling lips,I was not thinking again,why I'm I not pushing him away,why I'm I enjoying whatever this is," he will hurt you" my subconscious reminded me but I shut her up,without thinking I turned around to face him,burying my face in his,he roughly grabbed my chin and placed his lips against mine,I opened my mouth to allow him to do what he was whispering to me seconds ago,I love it.