I stupidly fell for a serial killer

CHAPTER 14

I am very lucky because the rooms on the safe house are soundproofed. I asked Nkonzo to go get some wine for me in the kitchen. He isn’t aware of my surprise and I wish for it to stay like that. I get dressed in my new lingerie and take the handcuffs. I cuff my hands to the headboard and just wait for him. The door handle turns and he walks in carrying 2 glasses of wine. He is talking while closing the door.

Nkonzo: “well I am sorry but the wine isn’t co…” he stops talking when he sees me. “Holy Guacamole!”
Me: “daddy I am all yours. Do with me whatever you wish.” The look on his face bahlali is exactly what I was hoping for. He looks like a hungry lion ready to devour his meal.
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We get to the club and head to the VIP section. We order drinks and party like there is no tomorrow. Zipho is warming up to the idea of me dating. Nkonzo looks funny when he is drunk.

Unathi: “let’s go dance at the general section.”
Zee: “hell yeah.” We, the ladies, head to the general section. We dance for a while and when we are tired we go back to our table.
Nkonzo: “how long have you guys known each other?” he asks looking at Zipho and Unathi. Unathi smiles.

Unathi: “we have known each other since college. We dated back then and when things didn’t work out, we broke up. But now we are trying again.”
Zee: “well I am happy for you guys. I just wish everyone can find their soul mate. Life is so much simpler when you have finally found your equal.”

Wandile: “that’s so beautiful baby.” He kisses her and she blushes. I am so happy that my sister has found the king of his heart.
Zipho: “well I believe that we will get things right this time around.” He takes Unathi’s hand and kisses it.

Nkonzo: “as much as we have recently started dating, I have faith in us and I wish that we can take our relationship to the next level.” My eyes pop out and I look at him disbelief.
Me: “what are you on about Nkonzo?”
Nkonzo: “I wish for you to meet my family by the end of this year.” My heart skips a beat.
Me: “I’d love to. But I am scared.” He smiles and cups my face.
Nkonzo: “I will be with you every step of the way because I love you Nceba wami.” I blush and he kisses me.

After midnight we head home and Nkonzo can’t keep his hands off me. He is remembering the fun we had earlier on and he can’t seem to have enough of me. If I was fertile I would’ve been worried about getting pregnant but God did not bless me in that department so yah. I take back the guns and place them safely in my secret room.
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We get up the following morning and eat breakfast. The two couples finally leave and they drop Nkonzo and me at the airport. We say our goodbyes with me promising to come back within two weeks. He is so emotional and he even says he wishes that I move in with him when I get back to Durban. I just laugh. I head to the hotel to get my car and then drive to church. The pastor is already preaching. I sit at the back and listen to the sermon.

The pastor is preaching about consistency. How I wish I got here earlier. I am not a regular at church but when I go there once in a while, I make sure to listen attentively to the pastor. He finishes preaching and prays for the sick. The service finally comes to an end and I head out. I go wait in my parents’ car. A few minutes later they come out chatting with the pastor and his wife. My parents are regulars in this church so they are well known. They get to the car and stop, they seem shocked to see me. They both hug me.

Mom: “baby we didn’t know you will come.”
Me: “it was a last minute decision.”
Dad: “pastor this is our first born Mayenzeke.” The pastor and his wife shake my hands.
Pastor’s wife: “nice to meet you child. What do you do?”
Me: “I am a detective ma.”
Pastor’s wife: “that’s good. We need heroines in this lifetime.”
Me: “thank you.” They both leave.

Mom: “wanna join us for lunch?”
Me: “I won’t say no to free food.” They both laugh. “I will drive behind you.”

We get into the cars and drive to their house. Mom starts preparing for lunch while I am bonding with dad. We even sing and dance. Dad is fun to be around with. This reminds me of the time I was still staying with them. Dad was so cool, sometimes he would even allow me to go partying. Mom finishes cooking and dishes for us. We sit down and start eating.

Me: “I spent the weekend with Zee, her fiancé and his brother partying.”
Mom: “wasn’t she supposed to be in Nelspruit?”
Me: “I thought so too. Anyways they left this morning.”
Dad: “you’re spending the night here right?”
Me: “I wish. I have to meet up with another detective who is helping me with this case.”

Mom: “I hope you win baby. I really don’t know why our youth find it fascinating being involved with gangsters. Not all are like the ones you read about in novels. These guys have history of abuse, some have anger issues and they feel better about themselves when they inflict pain on a person who is powerless against them. I haven’t even touched on the dangers that come with being involved with a gangster.”

Dad: “these girls are chasing the good life, easy money and fame because once they slay, they get famous on the net and they call themselves influencers.” I laugh.
Me: “dad influencers? Really?” they also laugh.
Dad: “one day they will gang up and take you down because you are taking the nice life away from them.” I laugh again.

Me: “they must come. I am ready for them.”

We finish eating and I wash the dishes. I spend another hour with them and then head to Kheswa’s house. I get there and knock for about a minute. When he doesn’t open I go to the backyard and find him swimming. He sees me and comes out of the pool. What a fit and sexy police man. I wish I known him before I gave Nkonzo a chance.

Me: “If I had known we were going to swim, I would’ve brought my swimsuit.” He laughs and dries his face. He is wearing just briefs.
Kheswa: “next time I will inform you prior detective. I was bored so I thought of spending time by doing a few laps.”
Me: “am I late?”

Kheswa: “not really. I am the one who had nothing to do. Let’s get inside.” We head inside using the kitchen entrance. “Let me go get dressed. Help yourself with anything you want to drink.” he leaves before I can reply.

I open the fridge and take out bottled water. I sit on the barstool and drink the water. He comes back after a few minutes and we discuss the case. He also gives me some of the information he has. Later that night I drive to nana’s house and retire to my chambers.
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