Forbidden Relations

Chapter 5: Levels darling💁

"My softness is my super power,what do I when the night is over"-Alayna_Tender

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After having sent out my address to Lunga I was feeling more and more anxious.

Tonight was the night we were meeting for out first date.

If I did this there was no backing out now right?, I ask my self internally. My emotions were in turmoil right now.

Oh how I wish my parents were still around to tell me everything would be fine.

Life was just so damn hard.

Maybe this was all a bad decision after all. I guess now that the reality of what I'm about to embark on is finally hitting me I'm realizing this isn't a game but more like a gamble which could either go right or wrong.

A knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts. I was curious as to who it was since I didn't have any friends around my block.

Seriously, I told you I was a loner. So who could possibly want to bother my introvert, weird self.

I fling the door open to be met with a young guy around my age caring a parcel.

"Good evening, are you Ms M Dlamini?", he asks quickly scanning the page on the clipboard in his hand.

I nod my head, my face probably pulled up in confusion.

He hands me the clipboard with a pen. "Great, please can you sign for me on the dotted line at the bottom".

I do as he says, quickly signing before he hands me over the parcel and heads off.

I close the door immediately rushing to sit on my worn out grey couch, ripping open the parcel like a wild animal.

Look would you blame me, I haven't had anything sent to me in like, never. So this was new to me.

Letting out a gasp I pull out a red off-shoulder dress from Forever 21.

Damn.

I only have ever set foot in that store once wishing I had the money to buy one of their dresses but I couldn't even afford it if it were on sale.

Also in the parcel was a pair of black, strappy heels from Zara.

Okay what the hell is going on I say thinking out loud.

Maybe this parcel is for another Ms M Dlamini. I ramage around the box and my hands land upon a note.

I hope you like the dress and shoes. I want only the best for my baby girl. Can't wait for tonight.

L Khoza

As I read the note I feel a wave of many emotions hitting me all at once.

Excitement, nervousness, fear, doubt.

I am literally shaking as I hold the note. But what was I expecting. This is what it means to have a sugar daddy.

If you must know I did some extensive research online on what such a relationship holds.

And Lunga was already giving me a taste of how my life was about to change.

But I didn't care about the dresses and all that fancy materialism he would provide me, I wanted the Rands rolling in and I was going to work for them I knew it.

Gosh I sound like such a gold digger right now, but I was going to do it if it meant that I would find myself amougst the graduates of 2021.

It was my dirty little secret that no one needed to know of. And besides they say every story of wealth has some crime.

My phone pinged from the small table and as I read the new messages my tummy felt as if it had a herd of animals running around inside.

Really I needed to get my shit together. The man wasn't even in front of me but I was a puddling mess already.

Lunga K💵💳:

Hi baby girl, I'm sure you have received you dress and shoes. Do you like it?

I felt a smile creep up to my face as I type back my reply almost instantly.

Me:

Yes, I do. Ngiyabonga (thank you).
But it's all too much.

I glance at the dress and shoes again thinking I would just wear my own cheap Mr Price dress and heels.

My phone vibrates again.

Lunga💸💳:

Nonsense, you will wear what I have bought for you. A beautiful girl like yourself deserves only the best. I will text you when I am outside the res. See you later MaDlamini.😘

And that's it. He leaves no room for argument. It's finalized.

A man who clearly knows what he what he wants and get's it.

I was slowly realizing in my naïve mind that I was dealing with a fully grown man and not one of the uni skkr skkr boys.

Looking at the time it was only 2:36pm so I still had sometime to get some of my assignments done and stir my mind a bit from Lunga and what was to come.

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Lunga💸💳:

Babygirl I'll be the in 5 minutes 😉.

I type back a quick okay, my heart beating erratically in my chest, palms all of a sudden sweaty and my hands shaky.

Glancing in the mirror for the millionth time I look at the woman before me and I hardly recognise her.

For she is dressed like a celebrity, her makeup done with neat precision and she looked fearless, ready to take on the world.

Oh, but what a contrast she is to her inner self who is quivering like a deer caught in the headlights, with so much of unanswered questions lingering in her mind.

But she wanted to succeed and she was willing to turn a blind eye on anything that would stop her from doing so.

Even if it meant playing with fire. Mahle knows that her parents are looking down on her with disapproving and disappointed looks. But life is one hard hell of a bitch and she needed to survive it's cruelty.

And for Mahle, Lunga was her survival.

A/N:

Mahle mmmh...🤭

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