CHAPTER 46
KATHERINE MOLOTSI

I open my eyes and roll over to the middle of
the bed before stretching dramatically. I slept
throughout the night, it was dreamless and
peaceful. I really needed the rest after what
happened yesterday. I reach for my phone on
the bed side table and there’s nothing from
Karabo. I decide to send her a message,
apologizing for what I said yesterday. She
didn’t deserve the nonsense I said to her, I
just hope she will change her mind about us
after a few days. I still maintain that she’s
mine, Vhutshilo will definitely hate me for
taking her from him hut I don’t care. Karabo
and I share something special, I was a fool for
choosing Thabo over her.
Speaking of Thabo, the son of a bitch had left
the bedroom when I was done taking a
shower last night. I don’t know when he came
to bed because I slept immediately after
taking the pill. I wasn’t in the mood to
address the situation I found him in when I
walked in here; In fact I’m not going to bring
it up. I caught him having phone sex with
Mabatho and that’s that, there’s nothing for
me to ask and there’s absolutely nothing he
needs to explain to me. What I need to do,
however, is move swiftly in getting my affairs
in order and leaving his broke ass. Yes, some
might label me a hypocrite and I don’t care.
Thabo cheating with Mabatho is what drove
me into Karabo’s bed.
I get up from the bed and head straight to the
bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my
face. I’m famished, I want to eat some cereal
and take myself out for brunch. I’ll use the
time out to Google best divorce lawyers and
send appointment emails. I need legal advise
before I can do anything with my personal
money and assets in my name.
I get to the kitchen and Thabo is standing
over the stove with an apron on. I greet him
and open the fridge, taking out some milk.
“Good morning beautiful. I am making you
some breakfast,” he says and I chuckle. He
thinks breakfast will make me forget what
happened yesterday? What a joke my darling. I
won’t say shit, I want guilt to eat him up.
“I’m gonna go out for a heavy meal, I just
want something to hold me off till I get to
the restaurant,” I answer him without making
eye contact.
Thabo heaves a sigh, “You can just take a
little of everything and I’ll finish what’s left
on your plate. Please, Kat,” he begs and I
shake my head.
“I appreciate the effort really but cereal will
work for me,”
“That’s okay. Do you need me to do anything
else for you?” he asks and I am tempted to
laugh in his face.
“Something like what Thabo?” I ask, this time
looking at him. He licks his lower lip
nervously.
“Anything my love. Take the laundry to the
laundromat, wash your car or maybe go run
some errands for you,” he says and I shrug my
shoulders.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll get those done tomorrow,” I
say, taking out a bowl from the cupboard.
“Kat, can we talk about last night,” I frown
and look his way.
“What happened last night?” I ask and he
swallows hard, causing his adam’s apple to
bob like a monkey on a stick.
“You walked in on me being inappropriate in
our matrimonial bedroom. I was just horny
and decided to masturbate to porn, I was
wrong babe. I should have waited for you to
get home and for that I’m sorry,” he says,
sounding like a wounded dog. I am just
looking at him with a stoic expression. Thabo
can lie for Africa shame. That was no porn, he
was on a call with Mabatho.
“That’s okay, sometimes we can’t hold
ourselves.” let him continue thinking I’m his
fool. Soon he will learn that the one who
laughs last, laughs the best.
NALEDI MOLETSANE
We landed in Cape Town last night and we
went to check in at the hotel. Thuli booked us
into the penthouse suite, the amount she
pays per hour is just insane. I tried stopping
her but I was asked what is the point of
having all the millions if she couldn’t spend
them on what she likes. We got to our home
for the weekend and ordered room service,
champagne, shots and food. We were both
intoxicated and laughing in no time, I never
thought I’d see Thuli that way. Yes, we were
drunk the day she asked me to meet her at
my house in Bryanston but yesterday she was
lit.
As much as I was pissed by how she
manipulated me into coming with her to this
trip, I’m actually enjoying my time with her.
She’s effortlessly funny, she has hilarious
stories from back in the day and the lady can
dance. She was whining her waist last night,
twerking and just being extra. I took so many
videos, I didn’t want her to say I’m
exaggerating when I told her.
We honestly had a great night and not once
did we talk about Jimmy, I pray it stays like
that the entire time we are here. We came
here for her, so she can have some fun.
After breakfast we went shopping, I don’t
even want to mention how much she dropped
in total. I have never had a problem with
spending money but Thuli is on another level.
She’s going all out and I’m not gonna stop her,
not after what she said yesterday when we
were checking in. I’m going to let her do
whatever she wants on this trip and hope
that it makes her feel a little better.
“Help me choose a cocktail,” she says, leaning
in.
“I got you,” I say and she smiles.
We are at some restaurant to have lunch and
a couple of drinks before going back to the
hotel. We booked a private massage session in
our penthouse and later on we are going out
to a club. I’m ready to turn up and have an
amazing night, it’s been a minute since I went
out to groove.
I promised Thuli an amazing weekend and I’ve
been delivering on my promise. Tonight has to
top everything we have done so far, I’m
willing to go as far as she wants to make it
memorable. After this weekend we are going
our separate ways.
“Are you ready to order ladies?” the waitress
asks and I nod.
“Can we please have two margaritas and six
shots of tequila,” I say.
“Food?” – waitress.
I’m not sure what I’m going to have. I think
I’m gonna ask for more time to go through
the menu again.
“Can I please have Ramen noodles, lobster tail,
prawns with extra noodle soup and cajun
sauce,” Thuli orders. That’s sounds mouth
watering.
“I’m gonna have the same, thank you,” I say
and hand the waitress the menus.
“You’re choosing dinner before the club,” Thuli
says and I chuckle.
“Not fair,” her smile fades.
“Thank you for coming here with me, Naledi.
I’m having a great time,” she mutters.
“It’s a pleasure, Thuli…” my phone chimes, it’s
an incoming text. I grab it from the table and
open the text, it’s Manana. She’s asking if
Thuli hasn’t tried to drown me. I throw my
head back and laugh.
“What’s up?” Thuli asks and I raise an
eyebrow.
“Huh?” I pretend like I didn’t hear her question.
How can I tell her what the message is
saying? She will definitely take offense.
“You’re laughing, I’m asking what’s funny,” I
swallow uncomfortably.
“It’s… Uhm it’s nothing really,” I stummer and
she narrows her eyes.
“You’re nervous, is it about me?” Aow Jehovah.
Did she have to hit the nail right on the head?
“It’s just Manana asking if I’m safe,” I answer,
hoping she let’s it go.
“She thinks I might hurt you?” she asks and I
lick my lower lip.
“She’s just joking, please don’t take it
personally,” I answer and she heaves a heavy
sigh.
“I won’t, she is right to feel some type of way
about me. I mean I did pour urine on you in
public. I was mad at you then, I didn’t know
you were also lied to. I know the truth now
and I’m not going to hurt you, Naledi. I just
need you to help me accept that he didn’t
love me anymore, and I shouldn’t hold on to
the good he did because that’s making me
stay in my feelings and I can’t live like that. I
have to move on from the good memories of
Jimmy, I need to find myself outside being his
wife and the mother of his children,” she says,
sounding pained.
“Why do it with me though? You can just
remind yourself that he wanted to start a
whole new life with me, remember that he
wanted to toss you to the side to make me
his whole life. You don’t physically need me to
forget him Thuli,” the waitress brings our
drinks and walks away after telling us our
food will follow shortly. Thuli downs a shot
and takes a deep breath.
“You’re right, Naledi. I just envy you, that’s all.
You didn’t find it hard moving on from Jimmy,
it was easy for you to remember your worth
and move away from the bullshit he was
offering you. I envy that, I thought spending
time with you will rub off the confidence you
have on me and help me move on. I don’t
know if you understand,” finally the truth.
“Now this explanation makes sense. I
understand exactly what you mean,” I take a
sip of my drink.
“You can move on from this Thuli. You don’t
have to rush yourself, take it a day at a time.
You shared much more with Jimmy, years and
years. Please do not compare yourself with
me, we weren’t invested the same way in
him. Love? Yes we loved him but it wasn’t at
the same level,” I say and she drops her tears.
“Thank you, I think I needed to hear that,” I
watch her wipe her tears. I feel for her, she’s
really going through it. I wish I can heal her
hurt and bring her the happiness she deserves.

SHLOBOSENKOSI MAVIMBELA

I’m going to break Mphikeleli’s jaw when I see
him, he will regret ever trying to get in
between my son and I. I should have known
that he will go to Nhlangano behind my back
after I fired him. The bastard couldn’t just
stay away, he wouldn’t go down without a
fight. Nhlangano is mad and hurt that I kept
the truth from him when I always preach
honesty between us. He doesn’t understand
that I kept the whole Mphikeleli situation to
myself because I was trying to protect him.
That guy is not a good person, allowing him
to be a part of my sons life would be the
greatest mistake of my life. Mphikeleli will
find a way to destroy Nhlangano the way he
did with Busisiwe.
After Dinner I pulled Nhlangano to the side
because he wasn’t himself, Nonku and
Thalente also noticed his mood and asked me
to find out if he’s okay. He has been in a funk
since we got to Cape Town and I thought he
was going to have the time of his life. He
promised Thalente that they are going to get
up to no good when the rest of us retired to
our rooms at the end of the day, but that
never happened and we are leaving later on.
He didn’t want to tell me what was wrong
but I pressed until he asked me who his
biological father is and if I knew where he
was currently. Of courses I said I don’t know
but that was a stupid move because
Nhlangano already knew that I know.
Apparently Mphikeleli reached out to him and
told him that he has been reaching out for
years, begging me to allow them to have a
relationship but I always refused. Nhlangano
is both mad and hurt because I lied to his face
and because I didn’t allow him to make his
own decision regarding his biological father.
He left us at the restaurant and came back to
the hotel. When we got back I went to his
room but he wouldn’t open, Thalente tried and
she got access. When they were done talking
my sister came to tell me that he’s not okay
and he feels a little betrayed by me.
I’m stressed out, I won’t even lie. I have been
tossing and turning, Nonku might even wake
up. I climb out of bed and put on my clothes
then check my phone for time, it’s half past
three in the morning. Where will I go at this
hour? But I honestly need some air and
definitely a strong drink. I take my key card
and leave the hotel room.
I press the elevator button down and a few
seconds later the doors ping open. Two ladies
are inside, laughing like naughty school kids.
They are both drunk, the thick one is
gorgeous and she catches my eye
immediately. She is definitely my type of
woman, she’s young but God dammit!
The other one looks at me and there’s a
mischievous smile on her face, she adjusts her
gold dress, exposing her cleavage.
“Oh hey handsome,” gold dress says and I press
my lips into a thin line. This is awkward.
“Haibo! Thuli, behave,” the gorgeous lady says.
She’s not as drunk as her friend but drunk
none the less. “I’m sorry, forgive her. We had
one too many drinks, she’s just being silly,”
the doors are trying to close but golden dress
keeps swiping her hand to keep them open.
“It’s okay. Which floor are you going to?” I ask
and they look at each other and laugh again.
“The last floor, we are in the penthouse,”
gorgeous answers, “We need the access card
to go up there and Thuli doesn’t know where
she put it. We wanna go ask for help at the
front desk,” she adds and her friend takes a
deep breath and checks her bag after handing
the bottle of Don Julio 1942 to gorgeous.
“Let me check properly,” gold dress is fishing
in her handbag and I’m now on elevator door
duty.
“Yes! Gotcha bitch,” gold dress exclaims,
holding up the access card. I can’t help but
chuckle. They are so light and carefree, I wish
I was them right now.
“Get in, which floor are you going to?”
gorgeous asks and I heave a heavy sigh.
“I am going to the bar but I’m not sure if it’s
open,” I explain.
“We have plenty of alcohol in our penthouse,
join us for a night cap,” gold dress slurs her
words. She’s cracking me up.
“Yeah, let’s go up for a drink,” gorgeous adds
and I nod. It’s just a drink, I’m not going to do
anything inappropriate. I step in the elevator
car and they insert their access code and the
elevator goes up. A few minutes later the
doors ping open and we step into the hallway.
They are holding hands, trying to balance each
other so they don’t fall in those crazy high
heels.
My eyes involuntarily move to gorgeous’
behind, it’s round and firm just the way I like
it. She’s swaying those hips effortlessly and I
bite my lower lip, when was the last time I
was this attracted to a woman?
They open the door and step aside for me to
walk in first. This penthouse is huge and
beautiful, I wonder how much they are paying
a night.
“So, where are you from?” I ask, watching
them removing their shoes.
“Johannesburg, what about you?” gorgeous is
the one who answers. She has a naturally
husky voice and it’s turning me on so bad.
“I’m from Durban. My name is Shlobo,” I say
and gold dress walks past me and goes to
throw herself on the couch.
“I’m Naledi and that’s Thuli,” beautiful name
for a beautiful lady.
“What would you like to drink?” she asks and I
walk to the table where there are bottles of
alcohol.
“Hennessey will do, thank you,” I answer.
“You can have a seat, I’ll go get ice and clean
glasses,” she heads to the kitchen and I turn
with her, my eyes on her beautiful body. God,
she’s mesmerizing.
I settle down on the couch and cross my legs.
A light snore has me chuckling, gold dress is
out of it.
“Oh Thuli,” Naledi says, walking back in the
room.
“She’s out of it. Are you two friends? She
seems older than you,” I ask and she nods and
shakes her head at the same time.
“She is older than me, I wouldn’t exactly say
we are friends. Thuli and I…” she pauses,
“There’s a lot happening between us,” Naledi
explains ambiguously and I narrow my eyes.
“I don’t mean to be forward but are you guys
like a thing? Are you dating?” I ask and she’s
thrown into a fit of laughter.
“I like my partner older than me but they have
to be the opposite sex. If I were to choose in
this very room then it would have to be you,”
she says and I tilt my head to the side and
hold her stare. Her eyes are drawing me in,
her beauty is captivating. I’m insanely
attracted to her, I don’t think it has ever
happened this way.
“Well, I’d choose you too,” my voice comes out
hoarsely.
“Here you go,” she hands me the glass of
Hennessy on the rock and settles down next
to me with her glass of tequila and lemonade.
“My feet are killing me,” she takes a sip of her
drink and I place mine down on the side table.
“I have magic hands, put you feet here,” I say,
patting my lap. Naledi snaps an eyebrow but
doesn’t say anything. She shifts and puts her
feet on me. Her dress is pulled up a little,
exposing more of these thick thighs. I am
tempted to run my hands all over them and
feel a fire worse than the one I’m feeling right
now.
I grab her left foot and start massaging it.
Naledi throws her head back and moans. I
gasps for air and bite my lower lip. Is she
trying to make me cum in my jeans? Jesus!
“You’re beautiful,” I say out of nowhere and
she looks at me with eyes full of lust. Is she
feeling how I’m feeling right now?
“I don’t normally invite strangers to my hotel
room, offer them a drink, allow them to
massage my feet and have my butterflies
flatter at them saying I’m beautiful,” it comes
out in an almost whisper and I offer her a
lopsided smile.
“I’m glad you don’t. I also don’t tell strangers
they look beautiful or ask to massage their
feet but there’s something about you,” I throw
it back to her playfully too.
“That’s good to know Shlobo,” my name rolls
out perfectly from her tongue.
“What would you do if I tried to kiss you?” I
ask. I don’t know why I’m failing to hold
myself with this girl.
“Uhm, I’d kiss you right back,” she says and I
take her glass and place it next to mine on
the side table.
I pull her to me by her neck and kiss her soft
lips, they taste like lemonade from her drink.
She takes my lower lip and sucks on it. I’m
feeling fire all over my body, I can’t help but
run my hand up her thigh. Her skin is so
smooth, I’m feeling weak. I honestly cannot
stop myself right now, if she allows me to go
all the way then I’m going all the way. I’m
shocked by my lack of self control, I normally
don’t let desire drive me like this.