MaKhumalo Wami

Chapter 2!

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Lwandle

A few weeks back my dad met up with an old man, apperently k'thiwa they are friends they were discussing a business deal about me marrying one of his daughters, hai keh mina I am taken and out of all my 6 brothers why me? Life isn't really fair yazi

I am Lwandle a 26 year old businessmen who happens to own multiple of hotels, construction companies, restaurants and clubs internationally. My dad is thee King Khumalo ruling over KZN, yes I am of royalty and i have 6 brothers namely Mthokozisi(33), Ndabezitha(30), Simosethu(25), Thandolwami(23),Thandolwethu(23) and Kwenzokuhle(20). We all run the same businesses just that Mthoko studies law and he had a couple of law firms. My dad is part of a mafia and both brothers before me don't want anything to do with the business so let's just say I am the next Don in line only because I wanted to impress dad and feel worthy of his love. Yah neh lenna ake proud.

I am seated here in this meeting as they are speaking about me like I don't even fucken exist, let me not lie here I am not interested in whatever is taking place he is selling his daughter to us because he needs the cash to take care of his family and from the deal I get to have a wife and my dad will sell me some of the shares in our underground business so that's that.

My phone rings,'Baby Wami' I ignore it because I know she wants me to transfer millions to her account for a new bag. I love her though, a petite model who is very beautiful by the way and she is also a graduate so beauty and brains. She is not used to cleaning and cooking so you can already imagine that my mom isn't really fond of her. I met her in university and since then we have been fuck buddies but recently she confessed her love for me and I just thought to myself 'why not give it a go' she is sweet and all but damn all she cares about is her weight and what to wear, the new bag in trend auwa bafana I need a wife manje and I am ready to move on because yoh.

Next week me and my brothers are going to Rusternburg to have a little meet and greet so I can see my future wife, I can't be marrying someone ugly Uyangi bona moss ukuthi ngi'handsome kanjani.

A week later:

I look dashing in my black Armani suit, with a white dress shirt and my Salvartore Ferragamo shoes. I wear my tie and my Rolex watch. I walk downstairs to have breakfast.

"Yoh mtanam she will melt when she sees you, umuhle kanjani" ma says. "Hau ma ngifuze wena nje, ngiyabonga" she blushes. After breakfast it's time to leave the royalty palace. I take my Lamborghini out and both my twin bothers hop in Thandolwethu and Thandolwami followed by one guard just incase, my dad rides in his Bently with my mom and two guards Ayy those two!

The ride is quite long and since we ate enough and had snacks in the cars, wwe made no stops. 'Welcome to North West' Yoh finally! It's currently 9am in the morning. We get to the house that looks like it can barely fit 5 people inside and we park at the gate, I spot her sweeping around the yard, wearing that shirt that rides up her thighs even though she is wearing shorts under I feel my muscles stiffen and my dick harden, what is happening to me? Until she notices the cars. As she is walking towards us I guess to open the gate, another lady who looks a little bit over 40 tells her to go in, Haa mara why? Nomzali Masweu walks out and opens the gate for us to enter, it has a very huge yard so we park inside and head in. Yoh I am so scared but I manage to pull it off with a straight face. Let's meet my bride.

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Guys please forgive me mh zulu is a bit shaky so sincere apologies.
Hope Yiu injoyes Chappie 2!!🎀