CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

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I woke up to the feeling of a warm, soft body pressed against me. I opened my eyes to see my beautiful wife lying next to me. She was still asleep, her chest rising and falling rhythmically. I couldn't help but smile as I looked at her.

I gently brushed a strand of hair out of Hlelo's face, and she stirred awake. "Morning," she said, her voice thick with sleep.

"Morning," I replied, leaning in to kiss her. She kissed me back, her lips parting slightly as our tongues met.

The kiss quickly became heated, and I could feel Hlelo's hands wandering down my body. She reached down and grabbed my cock, giving it a squeeze. "Someone's already awake," she said with a smirk.

I rolled on top of Hlelo, pinning her arms above her head. "I want to fuck you," I growled, my lips finding hers again.

Hlelo moaned, her legs wrapping around my waist. "Yes," she breathed, "I want that too."

I reached down and pulled Hlelo's panties to the side, positioning my cock at her entrance. I slid inside her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around me.

"Oh fuck," Hlelo moaned as I started to thrust. "Yes, just like that."

I picked up the pace, my hips slapping against Hlelo's. She was moaning louder now, her nails digging into my back.

"Fuck, you feel so good," I groaned, my balls tightening.
"Cum for me," Hlelo begged, her legs shaking. "I want to feel you cum inside me."
That was all it took, and I felt myself reaching the edge. I thrust a few more times before finally letting go, filling Hlelo with my cum.
We lay there for a moment, panting and trying to catch our breath. "That was amazing," Hlelo said, a satisfied smile on her face.
"Yeah, it was," I agreed, pulling her close. I couldn't wait to do it again.

The morning had started off beautifully. I stood in the shower, feeling the warm water cascade down my back, thinking about Hlelo, about how far she and I had come. It had been few days since her graduation, and honestly, I was still in awe of her. Watching her walk across that stage had made me so proud. She had worked hard for her degree-countless sleepless nights, exams, juggling her studies with our relationship, and through it all, we had stuck together. She was incredible, and I loved her. There was no question about that.

After the shower, I stepped into the kitchen, towel-drying my hair as the delicious smell of breakfast hit me. There she was, standing at the stove, focused on finishing up the last of the meal. It was moments like these that made me feel like everything was in place. She turned and smiled at me, that smile that always made me feel like I was the luckiest guy in the world.

"Mmm, smells good," I said, sitting down at the table. "What did I do to deserve this?"

She laughed softly, setting the plate in front of me. "You deserve more than breakfast after everything you've done for me."

I dug into the food, letting the warmth of the moment settle over me. Hlelo always had a way of making the ordinary feel special. And I was content with how things were between us-steady, comfortable. I liked the rhythm we had.

But then, as we sat there in the stillness of the morning, Hlelo spoke up.

"Sbani, there's something I need to tell you."

I looked up, taking in the seriousness in her voice. "What's up?"

"I applied for a job," she said, her voice soft but filled with excitement. "An accounting job. It's at one of the top firms, and it's exactly what I've been working toward all these years. I have an interview next week."

For a second, I froze, the words hitting me harder than I expected. A job? She applied for a job? When had she decided that? Why didn't she talk to me first? I put my fork down, trying to process what she was saying.

"A job?" I repeated, my voice lower than before. "Why didn't you talk to me about this first?"

She looked taken aback, like she hadn't expected my reaction. "I didn't think I needed to. I mean, you know how much I've wanted this. You were there when I graduated, you saw how hard I worked-"

"I know that," I said, cutting her off, my frustration rising. "But that's not the point, Hlelo. This isn't just about you anymore. We're a team, we've built a life together. You're just going to go off and start working full-time without even thinking about how it'll affect us?"

Her face fell, and I could see the hurt flash in her eyes. But I couldn't help it. This wasn't just about her career; this was about us, about our future. How could she make such a big decision without even talking to me first?

"But Sbani," she said, her voice trembling slightly, "I'm not abandoning us. This is my dream. It's everything I've been working for. I thought you'd be proud of me..."

"I am proud of you," I said, but the words felt hollow. My mind was racing, and I couldn't seem to control the irritation bubbling up inside me. "But this is a big decision, and you didn't even involve me. It feels like you're just doing whatever you want without considering us."

I started pacing, trying to make sense of my emotions. Part of me knew she deserved this-she had earned it, no doubt about that. But why did it feel like she was slipping away from me? Like this job, this career, was taking her away from what we were building together?

She stood up, anger flashing across her face now. "That's not fair. I've always been there for you, supported you in everything. Why is it such a problem that I want to pursue my career now?"

"Because it changes things!" I snapped, my voice harsher than I intended. "You're not just Hlelo anymore. We're in this together, and you didn't even stop to think how this job might affect us."

She stared at me, tears welling up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "I thought we were in this together. I thought you'd want me to succeed. But it feels like you're more worried about losing control than about supporting me."

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. Was that what this was about? Control? No, it wasn't that-at least, I didn't think so. But the way she said it made me feel like I had crossed a line. I wanted to say something, to fix it, but the frustration was too thick, clouding my judgment. I needed to get out, to clear my head.

Without another word, I grabbed my keys and stormed out of the apartment, the door slamming behind me. The cool air outside hit me like a slap, but it did nothing to calm the storm raging inside me.

As I walked away, I felt a mixture of regret and confusion. I knew Hlelo was right to pursue her dream. I knew I should've been her biggest supporter. But deep down, I couldn't shake the fear that this was going to change everything between us-that the woman I loved was slipping through my fingers, one ambitious step at a time.

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