The throne's keeper.

Chapter 10 - Twelve mil

Khwezikazi.

I fix my top as i make sure that it hugging me nicely before I take one last look at my weave and my make up for any faults before I I take one final look at my outfit.

Although my jeans may be stand up jeans but I look good in them, I feel amazing in them and so does my body. I smile at how I look before grabbing my bag and I look at myself in mirror again.

I don't look too bad.

I slip my ring onto my finger while I continue to stare at myself for a little bit more just for quality assurance until I am content. I then grab my bag and I walk down the stairs and straight to the kitchen. The way this place is so spacious you'd swear this isn't the top of a building.

It's got three bathrooms and four bedrooms one of which he turned into a walk in closet which i don't blame him for, his initial closet space was not that generous never the less it made sense to add an extension of the room which I am now also happy about.
And open plan living area, study, a whisky bar and his office which over looks into the city accompanied by beautiful views at nights.

When I get to the kitchen, he's in his sweats staring at his laptop while he munches onto one of the snacks i made for us before I left to go and get ready.

He's dressed in just his socks and some grey sweat pants with an oversized T shirt, his many many tattoos flow on one of his arm forming a sleeve each arm with a little contrast of color on some of his tattoos and I have never seen anything so beautiful and the way they sit adorned on his skin-

I need to get myself together. I remind myself as I start to normal walk back into the kitchen while he does what he does best, watch codes with complete concentration.

I put my bag on the counter as I move to fetch a bottle of water in the fridge behind him.

"Going somewhere ?"
He asks as his eyes move all over me and they linger on my breasts a little longer before they finish their voyage down the rest of my body.

"Yeah, I am going out with your sister in-law, She invited me for brunch."
I answer and I see his eyes find mine again and he furrows his brows in question.

"And uphuma ugqoke kanjalo ?"
[ Your leaving, dressed that way ?]

I look down at my outfit and I stare at him again and I nod my head.

"Yes, these clothes are really comfortable and I've only worn this outfit like once since I bought and I thought this occasion would be perfect for me to wear it again. Please Don't ask me to change."

"I wasn't going to."
He simply says as he only continues to stare at me.

I put my bottle of water ontop of the counter and I stare up at him too as I reach for one of the snacks on his plate.

"What is it Sanele ?"
I ask cluelessly and he comes to stand close to me, very close to me with a slight smirk on his face.

He smells good, he smells amazing and there's that familiar gravitational sensation that I feel whenever I am around him. So I step away from him, a little because now my lady bits are pulsating at the smell of his cologne.

Composure.

"I love the clothes MaDlamini. "

"Thank you."
I answer as I now take a bite of my snack.

"These are the kind of clothes you need to be in, modest but still very much sexy, leaves a lot of room for the imagination."
He says as his voice echoes lower.

His face is inches away from mine and somehow my brain has managed to forsake me.

"If a man approaches you and asks to speak with you what do you say ?"