Apartheid Rendezvous 🔞

16. Swart Meisies

Easy Go by Grandtheft

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"But isn't hate just scorned love ?" ~ Anonymous

Leonardo Dicaprio.

"Evening Mother." I said with a solemn expression.

"Leo is that certainly you ?" She cooed.

"Certainly." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh Dear child, how i have missed your presence in the mansion." She sounded happy but I wasn't ofcause i wasnt.

"Mother, i am well aware of what you did." I tried to say this calmly but it just spat out of my mouth with bitterness. Yes, Bitterness. That's what I was feeling.

"I know not what you speak of Dear Leonardo Aaldrik Le Roux."

"Well don't mind if I enlighten you mother." I replied.

"Don't mind if you do." She scoffed.

"Mother you bought Grace Swanepoel a engagement ring and told her it was on my behalf because I don't remember wanting to MARRY ANYONE."  I yelled at the end.

"Aaldrik, I'm still your mother. I will not tolerate you raising your voice at me. You are still my little boy and I'm well aware of what is good for you and what is not." She spoke with elegance even when she was talking crap. My mother, oh mother... I love her but sometimes I swear she is selfish. She claims she cares about me but whatever she does for me only benefits her even more than it benefits me.

"I would like you to return the ring, this instance and apologize to Grace."

"I will do no such thing." She gasped over the phone.

"Mother !!" I growled. I had never confronted  my mother like that, she always did as she pleased in my life.

"Leo you are marrying Grace that's final, your father is aware of it. I am trying to resolve an issue here that could land you with bad publicity on the news paper."

"What ?"

"Aaldrik-" please note how much I hate that name. "Aaldrik, Grace's father came here and told me what you did to his daughter." She said in a low tone.

"What did I do ?" I asked clearly swimming in a pool of confusion.

"You have been sleeping with her, before marriage. I raised my little boy in a Catholic home, Your father and I are fairly disgraced." My mother sobbed, was she crying.

"Mother-"

"Don't mother me, Aaldrik. What if she fell pregnant."

"But she did not." I added.

"Aaldrik when you return, we are having dinner with the Swanepoel family so you can apologise and aks for her hand in marriage properly."

"I will do no such thing."

"I bought her the engagement ring as assurance because her father was furious."

Ofcause he was, if only he knew his innocent Grace was the same person who seduced me into sleeping with her. If he knew that his innocent Grace was the one jumping on my dick when I had told her I was willing to wait fairly because I was getting it somewhere else.

"This gives me a migraine." I groaned.

"You got yourself into this, dear." She responded in a firm absolute voice. I could imagine her holding her tea cup while listening to this phone call. That was my mother.