"Uvelaphi?" Nkosiyabo asks as I walk into the warehouse. "I have a house don't I?" I raise an eyebrow at him. "But you smell like a woman, who is she?" Nkosikhona nduges me. "That's none of your business" I semi glare at him.
"Oho, so there's a woman" He raises his eyebrows at me. "Mind the business that pays you Nkosikhona" I flick him off. "Usuyajola keh manje Lindokuhle?" (Are you dating?) "Ngizokushaya wena" I walk past them and into the empty boardroom.
Nkosiyabo walks in just after me. "Don't tell me that you're still messing with Itumeleng" I sigh in response. "Lindo... If Kwenzo finds out-" I cut him off. "They're divorced and he wants to marry her sister... I don't see a problem with me being with her and neither should you" I shrug my shoulders.
"I know but your brother is crazy" He exclaims. "I don't care... I'm not the one that told him to cheat on her with her sister for five years. What Itumeleng and I are doing is none of his business" I state. "But you're playing with fire" He hints. "Fire? Kwenzo is not capable of anything, I hold the upper hand here"
"I control everything and without me this entire organization would fall apart" I gritt out. "And that's why you need to play it safe, Itumeleng's a smart woman and she'll figure out that you aren't just a CEO but a criminal too"
"She won't. She just thinks that we wash money and smuggle weapons out and into the country and it shall remain that way" I glare at him. "Don't drag me into your mess when she finds out, I don't want Ntsumi knowing about that"
"When are you planning on marrying her?" He asks. "Soon, I just need Kwenzo to.make this thing with his mistress fast so that we can all move on with our lives" I plan on making her mine very soon, with or without Kwenzo's approval. "Sanibonani"
Both our gazes move towards the door as Kwenzo limps in. We nod at him before we all take our seats. "Have any of you spoken to Itumeleng?" He asks and we just stare at him. "Why?" Nkosiyabo asks. "Because she seems to speak to everyone but me... I want to make things right"
"You're marrying her sister, how is that making things right?" I ask. "Itumeleng wanted me to stop cheating so I won't be cheating if Rorisang and I are married- I just need to tell her my plan and she'll come back home. Easy as that, she's forgiven me before she can do it again" He states and we glare at him.
"I don't think that she wants you back" Nkosiyabo says and I nod, agreeing. "You'll see. She'll be back with me by the end of the week" He seriously says and we burst out laughing. "Are you serious?" Hw nods. "Kwenzokuhle, focus on your new wife or else she'll break your other leg" I stare down at his injured leg.
"That was a mistake, she was angry" He huffs. "What if she's seeing someone else?" I test the waters. "Itumeleng? Never, her heart only beats for me and if she does, Anathi would tell me" Really? "Anathi works for me" I say. "Yeah but he'd tell me" I shake my head at him as the other brothers walk in.
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I walk into the house and I check the time, it's around three in the morning. I had to change from my bloody clothes and into something else a few minutes ago. I find Itumeleng asleep on the living room couch with the TV playing.
I switch everything off and carry her up to my room, I carefully place her onto the bed before changing her out of her skirt and top and into my shirt. I head down to the kitchen to get her a glass of water since she always wakes up in the middle of the night. "Baba?"
"Mhm?" I slightly turn around to see Maqhawe, glaring at me. "Where are you coming from?" She frowns. "Work" She sighs. "Yeah well we were worried about you, you weren't picking up your phone and your location was off" She huffs. "I did say that I'd be back"
"You said soon, not in the morning Baba. She's angry and I'm also angry" She fols her arms over her chest. "I'm sorry, princess" I sigh. "Ha, Baba... A sorry? Only" She pouts. I fish for my card and hand it to her. "Thank you" She squeals, hugging me. "There's a limit on that one" I say.
"Why? Where's the other one?" She scrunches up her face. "Do you want the card or not?" I ask. "How much is the limit?" She tilts her head to the side. "Bring my card Maqhawe" I hold out my hand. "No. Nevermind" She places it in her pocket and I raise an eyebrow at her.
"You promised to take me to the mall yesterday but you left, I'm compensating for that with your card". "Thank you, again" She tightly hugs me and I hug her back. "I love you" I mutter. "I love you too" I peck the side of her head. I pull away from her and she strolls into the kitchen.
I grab the glass of water and walk up to my room, placing it on the nightstand. I take a shower before getting dressed into sweatpants and aiming to get into bed but she's all sprawled out, pushing the sheets off of her body. I watch as she stirs, moving around the bed.
My eyes stay focused on her body as the shirt hikes up, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. She's half naked. I m heavily sigh, watching as she spreads her legs open, sleeping on her stomach. Her lips are slightly open as she pouts, mumbling in her sleep.
She moves once again, making her thick thighs jiggle and I briefly shut my eyes, getting into bed, besides her before pulling her into my arms.
"Goodnight beautiful"
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RomanceSpurned /spɜːnɜd/ -To refuse to accept something or someone because you feel that thing or person is not worth having. ------------------------------------------------------------ Itumeleng Nthabiseng Mashaba A single wife- she's married but she'...