DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 1
I park my car on the side of the road of the township. People are busy roaming around. Kids
are playing, and some teens are hanging around while others who I believe are in their
matric are walking home in groups, some in couples, and some alone. Some people are
getting off the taxis from town, and some are getting off the buses from work. The township
looks enjoyable, though I heard rumors of having a high rate of crime.
There is someone I'm waiting for. He's still wearing his blue work pants and its blue jacket.
My heart goes on, beating fast. Each step he takes towards my car causes my heartbeat to
increase. I step out of the car, smiling, and he doesn't return it.
Mkhuseli: What did I say about you coming here, Rorisang?
Me: I'm sorry, Mkhu. I just needed to tell you something urgently. You weren't taking my
calls, so...
Mkhuseli: What is it? Khuluma phela, ngijahile. (Talk, I'm in a hurry)
Mkhuseli is working for my uncle. He was our security guard, that's how we met. Yes, he's
older than me, but with only six years. He got a better job and started driving my father's
trucks, shipping goods outside the province, and even outside the country.
I take out two pregnancy tests, and both of them show two strips. He's not shocked but
rather angry.
Mkhuseli: Umithi? (You're pregnant?)
Me: Yes. I... I'm... I...
Mkhuseli: What's this, Rorisang? We never slept together!
Me: I know. I mistakenly slept with someone else, and we...
Mkhuseli: Mistakenly? How did you mistakenly sleep with someone else while you told me
that you were never ready?
Me: I got drunk and...
Mkhuseli: I didn't know you drink? Yazin, leave. I always knew that this wasn't going to
work anyway. Your family is rich, and I have nothing. You probably slept with someone in
your class. Maybe I wasn't worth your virgin, so leave.
I swallow a lump on my throat, looking at him with teary eyes. Maybe this is for the best. I
love him, God knows that I love this man with all my heart. A child came running our way,
calling, "Baba." He wrapped his little hands around Mkhuseli's leg.
Me: Baba?
I ask in confusion. I thought he had no family? Mkhuseli said his family turned their backs
on him after his parents' death and that he was living alone.
Me: Mkhuseli?
Mkhuseli: Leave, Rorisang.
He carried that boy in his arms and turned around kissing his cheek. Could this be the
reason why he never wanted me to visit him? He has a child? No, children. There goes
another one, a girl. She hugs Mkhuseli around his waist, smiling widely. Was I played here?
Now I get it. He never loved me. I was just his sponsor. Someone who sponsored him with
money, clothes, and food. I... I can't believe this.
I watched them with teary eyes until they disappeared before getting back in my car and
driving back home.
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Arriving home, I found my brother, Thabiso, waiting, along with my father. Well, he's my
uncle, our uncle, but people know him as our father because he raised us. After witnessing
my father getting brutally k.lled by Mr Wolf Tattoo, we moved here. I call that k.ller Mr Wolf
Tattoo because that's the only thing I saw the day he shot my father. Thabiso didn't say
anything even after I told him that, and just like that, we laid my father to rest without
fighting for justice.
Pule: Did you tell him?
My uncle asks if I told Mkhuseli about the pregnancy. I nod, and that has him smiling.
There's no baby here, I'm not pregnant. My uncle found out about our affair and told me to
end things with Mkhuseli using the pregnancy stunt.
Pule: Good. Go and get ready. You'll be leaving soon.
Me: I'll go and bid my goodbyes to my friends first.
I said in whisper and stood up. I grabbed the car keys and walked to the car, driving off to
Nkele's place.
Tears welled in my eyes. I don't know if it's because Mkhuseli played me and lied, saying he
loved me when he did not, or it's because I'm going to another city to live with my brother
and leave all my friends here. Tears blur my vision before dropping down my cheeks, I
quickly wiped them.
Car hooter snaps me out of my thoughts. I look up and realize that the traffic lights are red,
and I just bump into another car. Not just an ordinary car, but SUV!
The traffic lights turned green. It drove past the traffic lights and stopped on the side of the
road. Lord! I have to own up for it because there he steps out of his car. Oh, no! There's two
of them. I stepped out just after fixing my face.
I checked how much damage I caused. It's just a scratch, thank God.
"Are you going to pay for that, mam?"
Asks the one who just stepped out of the driver’s side. I glance at the other one who shoots a
death glare my way. I can't even stare back. He's intimidating.
Me: (Nervously) It's just a scratch, haw?
We're talking about a SUV car here! Where the hell will I get the money to fix that? Of
course, we have money at home, but I wouldn't want my family to find out about this. My
savings are just...
"What do you mean? Isn't this your fault?"
The driver asks. He seems a little scared, I don't know if it's because of this grumpy man
standing by his side or I have a scary face.
Me: How much will it cost?
"Are you even allowed to drive?"
What's wrong with this driver? We should be discussing the amount of price, not asking
useless questions. Well, of course, it's not allowed. I'm just 16, but I'm turning 17 soon. I do
know how to drive, so they must not dare me! Okay, now I get why my brother never allows
me to drive.
Me: Yes.
Driver: License?
Me: What's wrong with you? Are you a cop?
I looked at the grumpy man, and he didn't even look fazed by this. Isn't he in a hurry?
Judging by his black suits and shiny shoes, I can clearly see that he has to be somewhere.
Me: Sir, please give me your number, I'll sort you out.
Driver: You better do because trust me, if you don't, the Khoza brothers will find you and
bur¥ you alive.
Oh my God, is that a threat? The other guy hasn't moved his eyes from me. Heck, he hasn't
said any word. Does he even know how to speak, or is he just mute? What a fine, mute man,
but I wouldn't date him. Yes, he's a whole meal! Body is giving, and so is his face! But
where's the bold voice!!?
Driver: Siyezwana sisi?
Me: (Startles) Yes, gosh!
Zulu men and thinking they own this world! I took their business card and walked back to
my car. My brother shouldn't find out about this, or else I might as well kiss my car goodbye.
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Arriving at school, I jumped off the school bus and wandered my eyes around. I can't believe
my brother refused my car all because he thinks it would draw unnecessary attention. Who
would it draw attention to, me or him? Mxm. Speaking of cars, I didn't pay that Khoza
brother. Yep, I didn't. That driver answered the call when I called, and he was just so
expensive. I know he just put extra cash because there's no way that small crash could cost
thousands.
Well, I moved to another city, so they wouldn't catch me because I even changed my
number. So, they won't 'bur¥' me alive.
I cat walked in the school yard wearing my grey short skirt with high knee-length grey
socks and a white long sleeved shirt with a shining buccaneer. This skirt was a problem, and
I had to argue with my brother before coming to school. He bought me a skirt and I cut it.
Thabiso has forgotten that my dream is to be a designer, so he didn't believe that I did it
myself. He thought I bought another one. Who would wear granny skirts to school? He
seems to forget that I'm a pre-matric learner, not a grade 2 one.
I just tied my goddess braids into a bun with my backpack hanging around my righthand
shoulder, walking further in the school yard.
I know I'm a newcomer, but the stares I'm getting right now are starting to annoy me. For
the first time, I don't regret listening to my brother. Imagine if I drove up here with my car.
The attention must be because I transferred in the second term of the year. Yes, that must
be it. My uncle knew that I would still see Mkhuseli and would go back together again
secretly so he asked if he should transfer me to a boarding school or living with Thabiso, so I
chose that boring brother of mine. It's better to live with him than spend most of my days
locked up.
We were summoned to the assembly before getting released to the classes. I walked around
checking for art and designing class when I bumped into some guy.
"Sorry... do I know you?"
Does he know all the people in this school? I just shake my head and walk past him. He
grabs my arm, gently so.
"Are you lost?"
I look at his name tag, oh, he's the president of the school. I smile because I really am lost.
Me: Yes, Lloyd.
Lloyd: Oh... to which class?
Me: Arts and Design?
Lloyd: Follow me, Ms...?
Me: Gela... Rorisang Gela.
He smiled and led the way to the class. Oops, guess who's late? I am. I'm not surprised,
though. I'm never punctual, though this time is not my fault, I was just lost.
Me: Thank you.
Lloyd: Let me explain to Mr Khoza why you are late.
Me: Huh?
Wait... I've heard that last name before. Where have I? Oh, fvck no! He still has his hands
tucked in his pockets. Lloyd just left, I didn't even hear him explain because I'm lost in my
own thoughts.
Mr Khoza: Good morning, Ms.
Oh, he knows how to talk? He's definitely not mute, and I'm definitely doomed! RIP to
myself, I'll be buried alive.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 2
RORISANG
He's my class teacher, and also my English teacher. I don't think he still remembers me
because he isn't giving me any stares, and he even smiled at me. No, what if he wants me to
let it go and will attack when I least expected it? I need to be extra careful.
A soft pat pulls my mind back to its place. Oh, I didn't even see someone I was put to sit
with. I smile at her, and she returns it before pointing forward with her head. I frown,
looking at the chalkboard direction. Damn, it's Mathematics teacher, he's staring at me. Mr
Khoza has long left the classroom.
I look around only to see that all eyes are on me. Was I asked a question? I smile awkwardly,
not knowing what to say.
Me: Sir?
"We are waiting for you to tell us your name."
Oh, name! I was worried that he might have asked me to solve an equation. Me and Maths
had long part ways, the minute I was asked to solve X when I only knew X as an alphabet,
not a number.
Me: Rosisang, sir. Rorisang Gela.
Him: Oh, let's welcome our new learner with warm hands.
That wasn't really necessary, but I feel welcomed. My mind refuses to let go of Mr Khoza. I
was threatened, so I don't really blame my poor mind. It's also scared on behalf of its owner.
Me: What's his name?
I whispered to my desk mate. She chuckled softly before whispering back, "Mr Ndaba." I
nod, smiling. Isn't she going to tell me her name?
"I bet you didn't even hear mine."
I didn't. Can she please not blame me? My life is in danger here! I haven't chewed my
brother's money the way I aimed, so I'm not ready for death. I let out an awkward smile.
"Linda."
She introduces herself again, okay! That's out of the way! I have made a new friend, Lindi,
and that's it. Mr Ndaba has left the class. I think there won't be much of a teaching since we
just reopened. Good, because now, I'm getting back to thinking about my own problems.
Linda: Are you okay? You seem a little stressed.
A little? I'm so much stressed, Linda! I think my life is at stake here. No, I don't think so, I
know that it's at stake.
Me: I am okay. Anxiety of starting a new term at a new school, I guess. Tell me, does Mr
Khoza have a driver?
Linda: Huh? That's... weird, but no.
Me: Is he rich?
Why am I given that look? She shouldn't look at me like that. Wait, does she think I want Mr.
K? Oh, please, I can never, or maybe I can! I like them big. Sneaking around would be so fun,
like how I used to sneak around with Mkhu.
Linda: Rosisang!
Me: What? No, it's not what you think, really.
She probably thinks I want the dude's money. I'm not a gold digger.. no, I think I am, but I
dig my brother's gold, and my uncle's, not any other one.
Me: Trust me, I don't want him. He's old to be my grandfather, so nope. I like them young.
Linda: Your grandfather looks that young?
Me: No, I don't have a grandfather, but I think grandfathers look like Mr Khoza.
She cracks up laughing but quickly composes herself and looks at me.
Linda: Are you serious?
Me: Yes. He looks old and ugly.
That's a lie, a very massive one. Mr K is a smash, but a murderer. I know I'm pretty, but
Linda's eyes are literally piercing through my face.
Me: I'm kidding, haw?
Linda: I was going to snitch on you to my friend.
Me: Your friend? Are they dating?
Linda: Rori! Gosh, no, she's his little sister.
Me: And she attends school here? I can never.
Linda: She does, but no one knows that they're actually related because she uses a different
surname.
I just nod. It's really none of my business. I have a business at hand that I should be worried
about. First thing first, I need to apologize and pay back the money. He wouldn't bury me if I
pay him, right? Yes, Rori, he wouldn't.
Linda: You don't act like a newcomer.
Her tongue slips. Yes, it did. How does she expect me to be? Quiet? That's really funny. I
never run out of something to say unless I'm on my periods or hungry... or maybe angry, it
depends on my moods, but I'm mostly talkative.
Me: Was I supposed to cry for my mother when I stepped into this yard?
I'm not a mama's baby. I don't even know what my mother looks like.
Linda: No, but most newcomers are quiet and shy.
Me: Well, I'm not. Matter of fact, would you take me on a tour?
Linda: I don't mind. Plus, Luhle enjoys walking around this school.
I don't care who would like to take me on a tour, I just need to talk to Mr K, and that's the
only way to find his office. I need to find it and send the money before Thabiso loses his
little sister.
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I thought this school would be a boring private school like those that focuses too much on
schoolwork. I thought wrong. There are content creators here, and it makes it so much fun
because I'm already in three or more videos.
I knock gently on Mr Khoza's office door. No one would suspect anything because vele he's
my class teacher. He also teaches English, so they should think I need help with nouns and
stuff.
I push the door just after being allowed inside. He's busy on his laptop, typing whatever it is
that he's typing. He's ignoring my presence on purpose, isn't he?
Me: Sir...
He shoots up his eyes and looks back at his laptop. Maybe that's his way of showing that
he's listening. I thought this man would be worked up. I mean, I bumped into his Bentley
Bentayga! Isn't he mad?
Mr Khoza: Ms Gela, what are you staring at?
At him and his calm self! Can't he recognize me? Nope, he definitely does because this guy
was glaring at me like no business that day. He studied me well, and now that I'm studying
him. He's now a little darker than before. People are busy creaming, so they can get a lighter
and he's getting darker? What's he using, charcoal cream?
Mr Khoza: Weeh sisi?
Me: Oh, sorry, sir.
He's already on his feet. Was I getting creepy? My creepy self pulled out his annoyed Zulu
side. Wait, his height has also... no, Rori, pull yourself together and say what you're here to
say.
Me: I wanted to apologize, sir.
Mr Khoza: For what?
Me: For disappearing just like that. The thing is, I fainted after hearing the amount that I had
to pay for that small crash.
I explain, scratching the back of my neck with my index finger. I hope my reason isn't
obvious that I'm lying, I really hope it's not lame.
Mr Khoza: What?
Me: When I opened my eyes, I was at the hospital. I was told that fainting caused damage in
my brain because I hit the ground with my head. I was told that I have... kana, what is it
called, nausea, yes, nausea.
Is it nausea? I think so, but why is he looking at me like I'm crazy? Damn, that sounded
crazy, didn't it?
Me: Yes, memory loss.
Mr Khoza: You mean amnesia?
Me: Yes, that. When I saw you, all the memories came rushing back. I lost your account
number. Can I please have them back?
Mr Khoza: What are you talking about?
Me: The money that I... owe you? For bumping into your car.
He seems a little bit confused, nope, not a little. He's so confused. He's the one with amnesia!
Thank you, my God, I knew you would never turn your back against me! I'll escape this one
and forever.
Me: I must've been confused. Thank you for your time, sir!
I quickly walk out without wasting any more time. Good, now that's out of the way! Let me
focus on this new atmosphere and observe the new environment.
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Linda: You look happier than earlier.
Me: I know. My nerves have faded.
We're on our way to the gate. Looks like she also doesn't have a ride to school other than
the school bus. Sukoluhle, her friend, has been on her phone since we left our classes.
Linda: Have you made up your mind, Luhle?
Sukoluhle: Yes. I'm not sure if throwing a party will do me good. I'll talk to my brothers.
Linda: Kodwa, you know how strict they are.
Sukoluhle: Bhut'Nhla will definitely have a problem, but I'll talk to him. Are you coming
along, Rori?
Me: Me? Nope. I don't party.
Linda: No, she asks if you're coming along to our ice cream date.
Me: As long as you pay, yes.
I wouldn't pay for an ice cream date I didn't initiate. They came up with the idea, so I'll just
go with it only if they pay.
Sukoluhle: I'll pay, and my chauffeur will get you both home safe.
Linda: Chauffeur or brother?
She asked, stopping walking, folding her arms close to her chest. I stopped, holding my bag
on the right-hand shoulder. Kante, how many brothers does Luhle have? Oh, I've seen this
car before, but where?
Linda: Nhlankanipho will never leave my heart.
Sukoluhle: Bhut'Nhlankanipho, Linda! He's older than you.
We approached the car since it parked a distance from the school gate. The more we
approached the car, the more mind went on a working shift, summing up what was before
me. Sukoluhle is Mr Khoza's little sister, and she has another brother. If I recall well, that
driver said 'Khoza brothers'.
I stop walking, watching him step out of his car. He doesn't have a driver today. I was
wrong, God was never on my side. The Mr Khoza I encountered with, is this one. I watch
Sukoluhle hugging him, and how Linda greeted, blushing.
His gaze drifted to mine, and our eyes locked in a charged moment. I swallowed hard, a
shiver tracing down my spine as his piercing stare seemed to see right through me. It was
then that I noticed the difference — a subtle yet unmistakable spark in his eyes that left me
breathless. The body, the height, skin tone, and....
Sukoluhle: Bhut'Nhla, that's our new friend, Rorisang. Rori, you've met Bhut'Philani, this is
my older brother, Bhut'Nhlankanipho.
Nhlankanipho buries his hands in his pockets, not moving his eyes like he didn't last time.
Nhlankanipho: Sawubona, nkosazana.
There's the bold voice I was waiting for last time. Forget the voice, I didn't ditch the debt
like I thought I did?
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 3
RORISANG
So I apologized and made all those efforts for nothing? Lord, I even said I had amnesia. What
if Mr Khoza makes a joke about it because I said it's nausea? Kante, what's the difference? I
need to find the difference so I can be able to defend myself why I said nausea instead of
amnesia. Don't be surprised, school is not my thing, I'm just here to learn more about
designing.
I saw the small crash is fixed. Yes, I walked around the car just to check. But that doesn't
guarantee that I've escaped this. I just wanted the earth to swallow me that very same
moment, but now I'm glad it didn't swallow me. I wanted to head back home just after
almost fainting, but Linda and her friend refused me to go, and I'm so glad they did!
I'm enjoying sitting in the Bentley Bentayga, and it's leather seats! Sukoluhle should've
allowed me to sit in the front. Maybe the view is even more perfect. I know this is her
brother's car, but she's used to it. That's why she's looking at her phone and talking
nonstop. I'm used to different cars, but never a Bentley.
Nhlankanipho: What party, Sukoluhle? You're crazy.
His voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I think his voice has a treatment that makes it sound
like this. I should be scared and pinning myself against the backseat, but here I am,
balancing myself between the front seats, looking out and checking the car in front. Maybe
that's why I heard his bold voice making my right ear vibrate. Okay, that's an exaggeration,
but that's actually how much his voice is deep.
I shamefully shift back upon realizing that I've been comfortable in my creditor's car. Is he
my creditor? Yes, I'm sure I'm right this time, but let me not say that out loud. That's why I
prefer my own language. English loves to embarrass us.
Linda: What's wrong?
I smile awkwardly and glance at Nhla through the rear view mirror, our eyes meet. I quickly
look at Linda.
Me: Nothing's wrong, Linda.
I clear my throat, sitting straight. She comes to my ear and whispers.
Linda: Stay calm. He likes them calmly.
Me: What?
Linda: Nhla.
I widen my eyes. What the hell? I don't want to impress this man! I actually want to be far
away from him, well, not far away from his Bentley.
Me: I'm not calm, and I'm not going to pretend to be someone I'm not for a man!
I whispered back. She's unbelievable! Just because she wants the man, she shouldn't include
me in her dirty mind. I told myself to play far away from men the minute I found out that I
was played by a man.
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I thought we were going for the ice cream date, but why are we parked in front of Ocean
Basket? I'm not allergic to seafood, and I'm not about to hesitate to be treated. For the first
time, I don't regret coming to live with my brother because I'm very sure there is no seafood
at boarding school.
Why is he getting off as well? He's not going to eat with us, is he? I hope not. Yes! He's
staying behind as we walk towards the restaurant entrance.
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang.
I really need to stop getting excited for nothing. Wait, why is he calling my name? He should
be calling his little sister's name, Sukoluhle!
Me: Are you calling me?
Nhlankanipho: Who else is Rorisang here?
Me: Maybe that girl is Rorisang.
I point at a random girl walking past us. He doesn't even spare her a glance but stares at me.
That's one of the differences between him and his brother. He likes staring a lot.
Nhlankanipho: A moment, please.
A moment with me? That isn't surprising because I know what this is about, but my new
friends here are surprised. Linda shouldn't look this hurt, Nhla and I are actually enemies. I
know I like them old, but definitely not Nhlankanipho Khoza.
Me: I'll find you inside girls.
I turn, walking a few steps back to where Nhlankanipho was standing. I fake a smile,
scratching my forehead.
Nhlankanipho: We meet again.
A soft yet fake chuckle escapes my lips. He slightly frowns, still glaring.
Nhlankanipho: You owe me, remember?
Me: I... I do? No, I don't actually remember. Have we met before?
Nhlankanipho: Drop the act, Rorisang.
You people need to tell me why I like the way he's pronouncing my name, because I clearly
have no idea why I like it.
Me: The thing is... I fainted and lost my memory for a while. What do they call it? Nausea...
uhm... amnesia, yes.
Nhlankanipho: You fainted and experienced amnesia illness?
Me: Yes. I hit the ground hard with my head, so yes. Where did we meet again?
Nhlankanipho: In Durban.
Me: Oh? Yeah, I used to live there. But I don't recall meeting someone like you.
He chuckles softly, exposing his one deep dimple. God surely took his time when he created
this man. Perfection!
Nhlankanipho: Let me remind you, then. You bumped into my car and had to pay for
crashing it.
Me: Do you have another car because this one seems fine to me.
Nhlankanipho: It was a small crash, but it was expensive to fix it.
Me: Oh? If you fixed it, why are you bringing it up? I don't even remember a thing.
Nhlankanipho: Well, you'll surely remember because my poor driver had to pay for your
sins.
Me: Your driver paid?
There's no perfection here! This man is evil. He has money that's clear to me, but why would
he make the poor driver pay? That's why he seemed a little scared that day.
Nhlankanipho: Yes, he did.
Me: Poor him, but at least he did. I don't owe you now, do I? Please say no. I won't be able to
pay you. We're actually struggling at home. We're very poor.
Nhlankanipho: You don't look poor to me.
Me: I am!(sighs) Okay, sorry for snapping. I live with my grandmother, and I'm in private
school because of a scholarship. We're very... very poor. Can you please forgive me?
Nhlankanipho: You were driving a Polo, Rorisang!
Damn! I know I'm a terrible liar, but today I'm worse. God is obviously not on my side today.
Now I remember, I forgot to pray. I always forget, but today seems like I really needed to
pray.
Nhlankanipho: You'll be paying for your lunch.
Me: Excuse me?
Nhlankanipho: You're excused.
Me: I was brought here, Bhuti. Your little sister said she'll treat us, so how can...
Nhlankanipho: Treat you with my money, right? Now, turn down the offer and pay.
I'd rather leave this place. I know those people are going to order expensive things. I like
spending money on myself, not on other people. Nhlankanipho is evil, pure evil. This man
smells money! How can he run after a rotten and forgotten debt? What a greedy man.
Nhlankanipho: Who are you sulking for?
Folding arms, frowning, and looking away is now considered sulking? If it is, then of course
I'm sulking.
"Rori!?"
Linda comes our way. I guess she couldn't wait for me to come because I'm actually turning
my arse here. I'm leaving. She's burning inside this one.
Me: I'm leaving.
Linda: What? Why? Luhle has already ordered for you.
I shouldn't have told them what I preferred to eat here. Sometimes, I hate my loose mouth.
Me: I'm poor, Bhut'Nhlankanipho. The car I was driving belonged to my friend. She's the one
who taught me how to drive. Can you please forgive me?
I try my luck, and it seems like my puppy eyes are working. He side smiles, like he's amused
by seeing me like this. Linda pulls my hand inside, I glance back at Nhla before getting
inside. He winks, smiling. This man!
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I was really hungry. These two are eating with fork and knife while I eat with my own
hands. Sukoluhle is embarrassed. She says I'm embarrassing her because her fans might be
around here. Yep, she's one of the influencers.
Me: You know very well that you eat like this at home.
Linda: But we're not at home, Rori.
Me: So vele I should go by your word? Come on.
Sukoluhle: Is there anything you worry about in life, Rorisang?
Me: Yes, my own life and money, of course.
They laugh as I continue eating. We go on chatting, talking about anything random. I don't
think there's any need for them to know me deeply. We're in grade 11, and soon we'll be
doing our matric and part ways. We'll be together for just two years, so there's really no
need to know me that deep because vele this friendship isn't going anywhere. They're best
friends, and I'm just a spare wheel that is used when one is busted.
Linda: So, what were you two talking about?
Me: I don't think that concerns you, Linda.
They can't know the truth. Luhle will tell his greedy brother, and he'll come after me again.
I'm tired of this money owing thing. If I had enough, I would've long paid him. Now that I do
my grade 2 maths, once I pay him, I'll be left with nothing.
Sukoluhle: My brother is 30, Rori.
Me: So?
Linda: He's 14 years older than you!
Me: 13 because I'm turning 17 soon, but okay. Why are we suddenly talking about age gaps?
Your brother is not in my league, Luhle. Linda baby, your type is not my type.
Linda: I know, I was just...
Me: Uh-uh, your type is not my type, sisi.
We laugh, enjoying our meal. After what seemed like forever, we finally stepped outside just
after Sukoluhle settled the bill. Yep, I didn't pay, and Mr Greedy let me be.
Nhlankanipho is taking us back home. Doesn't he have anything to do with his life? He has
turned himself into a chauffeur, but at least I'll be in a Bentley again.
He dropped Luhle first, saying he's heading to his place and wouldn't go back home
afterward. Linda got a little excited, saying she'll be riding with him alone. This one is still
sleeping and dreaming about things that happen only in dreamland because the man is
dropping her off first.
Linda: Thank you, Bhut'Nhla. Bye, Rori.
Me: Bye, Lili.
She frowns and shakes her head, smiling. I know I have that thing that forces a smile in
almost everyone's faces except my brother. That one hates me, and he's failing to hide it.
Nhlankanipho: Your address? I need to go and greet your grandmother.
Me: Huh? For what?
Nhlankanipho: It's late, and she's obviously worried about you. Come and sit in front.
For a moment I was worried about him finding out the truth that I actually live with my
brother, and we're not really poor, but the 'come and sit in front' sentence erased all the
worries I had. Who would say no to that?
Oh, my! I was right! I like the view, and the fresh breeze coming through the window isn't
making anything less exciting. Now I get why Nkele, my bestie back at home, enjoyed dating
rich men with expensive cars. It feels so good to sit here.
Wait, why isn't the car moving? I frown, finally giving the man my expensive attention.
Me: Why are we not going?
Nhlankanipho: Go where? I'm waiting for you to put your address in the GPS.
Me: Oh, right...
I chuckle in embarrassment and punch in the address. Now, the reality just kicked in. I need
to tell this man the truth.
He drives me home and parks a few houses away. He's roaming his eyes around the area.
Nhlankanipho: You're poor, huh?
Me: Yes, I live with my sugar daddy.
Nhlankanipho: Don't you get tired of lying, Rorisang?
Me: (sighs) Fine. I'm not poor.
Nhlankanipho: I know. You're terrible at lying. Now, my money?
Me: Are we still there?
Nhlankanipho: Yes. Here, punch in your numbers, I'll call you and tell you what you need to
do to pay me.
I do as he says. I shouldn't have allowed Mkhuseli to break my heart like he did. Maybe I
wouldn't be here.
Me: I hope you won't ask me to sleep with you.
Nhlankanipho: (frowns) What do you take me for, Rorisang?
He sounds offended. I apologize and step out of the car.
Me: Thank you for dropping me off.
Nhlankanipho: The man gotta do what man gotta do. You dropped something.
He says, handing me my scrunchie through the window. I stretched my hand to take it, but
got startled hearing my brother calling my name.
Thabiso: Who is that?
He's approaching the car.
Me: Please drive off.
I beg. I've heard enough for today. I had a long day, and Thabiso is going to make it worse.
Oh, and the greedy brother listened and drove off before Thabiso could reach where we
were standing.
Me: Hi, biggie? Is this you?
Thabiso: Who else would it be?
Me: People look alike these days.
I fake my laughter, scratching the back of my neck.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 4
RORISANG
I should've refused to be dropped off by Mr Greedy had I known that my brother would've
knocked off early. Now, I have to answer his endless questions.
Thabiso: You haven't even spent more than a month here, and you're already running
around with old men!?
Me: He's my friend, Abuti Thabiso.
Thabiso: Friend? Where and how did you meet that 'friend'? You should've been home an
hour ago!
Me: He took me out on lunch. I promise you, he's my friend.
I don't befriend greedy people. Nhlankanipho is just... my phone rings. It's Linda, I even
forgot that I gave her my number, but I'll call her back. Thabiso is shooting death glares my
way.
Thabiso: Didn't you learn your lesson from Mkhuseli?
Me: I did.
Thabiso: And Mr Bentley?
Me: He's not Mr Bentley.
Why is he giving him names? I said he's my friend, so I need to defend him in every way
possible. I'll be the only one calling him names, not Thabiso!
Thabiso: He might be a married man like Mkhuseli.
Me: So what if he has a wife? We're not dating, Thabiso. I've learned my lesson.
Thabiso: How would his wife feel, Rori? Can't you befriend girls, young ones?
Me: I did befriend them. Nhlankanipho is actually my new friend's brother, so since he took
us to late lunch and brought me home safely, I now regard him as my friend as well.
He let out a sigh, giving up on me. Can I get going now? I need a real long nap. My day was
just so stressful.
Thabiso: Play far from that man, Rorisang. Wa nkutlwa? (Do you hear me?)
Me: Oh...
Thabiso: It's not too late to take you to boarding school. I won't be stressed and worried
because of you. I'm not Uncle Pule, and I won't let you play on my head.
Uncle never let me play on his head, but I won't say a thing because Thabiso will see that as
back-chat and call me a disrespectful child.
Thabiso: Stay away from old men, and their money! I can take you on lunch and you receive
allowance from uncle. Kante, what more do you want?
Fun! Mkhuseli didn't have money, but I enjoyed his company. Dating my peers is boring,
especially dating someone from the same school you attend. I want someone with a mature
mind because I'm definitely immature. I want someone who is well-built and can carry me,
grab my small arse and... I don't think my brother will understand.
Thabiso: You're going to stay away from him, right?
Me: Yes, after getting my scrunchie.
Thabiso: Your scrunchie? How did it even land in his hands?
Me: I dropped it in his car.
Thabiso: I can get you another one.
Me: Really? I would kiss you under your feet. Please get me a black one.
I already have a white one— which Nhlankanipho has. Thank God the lecture has ended,
and now I'm allowed to go to my bedroom. I take off my uniform and opt for a quick shower
before wearing my pyjamas.
Oh, Linda called me earlier, I really forgot and just remembered now that she's calling me
again. Do I owe her?
Me: Linda.
Linda: Rori, hi. Did you get home safe?
Me: Y-es, I mean... I didn't use an Uber. I was driven home by your man.
Her man in her dreams, obviously because Nhla sees her as his little sister.
Linda: Did he say something?
Me: He said a lot.
Linda: Really? What did he say?
Me: It's our business, Linda, not yours.
Linda: Mxm. Vele, why uRude so?
Me: Being a straight talker is regarded as rude now? Haii shem, I learn new things every
second. Why did you call me again?
Linda: I was just checking to see if you got home safe.
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NHLANKANIPHO
He couldn't believe his eyes when he met the very same dollface he met a few weeks back.
He just got amused to see his debtor and had a perfect excuse to talk to her— the 'debt'
excuse.
Oh, what a coincidence. He's driving to work, and there she is, still hanging her school on
one side like yesterday. He lowers his speed and drives next to her with the passenger
window opened.
Nhlankanipho: Sawubona, ntokazi.
She's eating an apple while listening to music connected to the airpods. She takes one off,
with a slight frown, but a hidden smile while wandering her eyes on the car. She's so
obsessed with the cars and can't even hide the obsession she has over the cars.
Rorisang: Bhut'Nhlankanipho? Morning.
She says, unbothered. It's how she acts and how her voice matches with her mood that
draws him even closer.
Nhlankanipho: A lift?
Rorisang: I was on my way to the bus stop, but okay. I can never say no to this!
She sometimes forgets that she owes him and gets so comfortable around him. She gets
inside, already looking all over.
Rorisang: Where do you get these cars? Do you perhaps have connections? Please plug me.
Nhlankanipho: Will you afford them if I plug you?
Rorisang: I can come up with a sad story to get a discount.
Nhlankanipho: I can give you this one. Do you want it? It's old anyway.
Rorisang: Old? Mxm, rich people, mhh?
Nhlankanipho: I'm not rich, nana, I just afford.
She rolls her eyes, smiling and frowns like she just recalled something. She took out her
phone, and here Nhla thought she was remembering that he took her scrunchie home.
Rorisang: I need to take a picture so my friend back at home can believe me. She didn't
believe me when I told her that I found a Bentley man.
Nhlankanipho: Man?
Rorisang: No, I mean... a friend. I don't know why I'm seen as a liar to everyone. When
someone is trying to get herself out of trouble, she's seen as a liar. When someone is
defending herself, she's seen as a liar. When someone is protecting herself, she's seen as a
liar. Why would I lie about Bentley? She knows how much I'm so obsessed with cars like
Bentley Bentayga!
She keeps quiet, looking all guilty. She's probably regretting telling me what I didn't ask her.
She goes back to taking selfies and posing on the camera, like she just didn't feel guilty for a
second.
Rorisang: Oh, we've arrived?
Nhlankanipho parks just not far from the school gate.
Rorisang: Please hold this for me and take a picture.
Rorisang is a lot. She freezes before pulling her hand back without giving him the phone.
Her brows furrow, looking at the back of his hand. Damn! He usually hides his Wolf Tattoo
with the black glove, but today he forgot.
Rorisang: It's fine. Thanks for the ride.
She quickly steps out of the car without waiting for him to respond.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 5
RORISANG
Maybe coming here was a mistake. I should've chosen to go to a boarding school. Maybe,
just maybe, I would've had a better experience. Yesterday wasn't my best day, I was
stressed, and today I didn't enjoy being at school, my mind was just all over the place and I
couldn't wait to get home and tell my brother that I found our father's kïller.
Me: Is that your response, really?
Thabiso: Papa is resting in peace, Rorisang. Digging out the old news and fighting for justice
for a person who died years back is just dragging us back. Papa died, and we lost him and
laid him to rest. Can we now move on? How sure are you that it's him? There are many
people with wolf tattoos on their hands.
Me: I just...
Thabiso: Where will we even start? Are you just going to police station to file a case against
the person who kïlled your father eleven years ago? With just an evidence of 'he has the
same tattoo as the person I saw shooting my father'? Come on.
Somehow, somewhere, he's right, but I feel like I could do something. I was just six years old
back then, and I couldn't do anything to protect my father. He was the best father, and I lost
him too early. I wanted him to see my achievements. Maybe his presence would've been my
motivation to study hard. Now I just don't care because he won't be here.
My mother? I only know her in pictures. She died after giving birth to me. I sometimes feel
like I'm the cause of her death, and maybe if I wasn't born, she would still be alive, and
Thabiso wouldn't have lost his mother at an early age.
A soft rub on my shoulder pulls me out of my thoughts. Why is he giving me that look? I feel
sad, but I feel sad for him! He shouldn't try to sympathize with me. I do crave a mother's
love 'sometimes', but this is life. It's moving, not stucking with all sad people.
My father once said being sad is a waste of time. I would realize too late that I should've
been happy instead of crying over something that has happened. I lost my parents, but
would being sad bring back to life? No.
Me: But we need to do something.
Thabiso: We're not doing anything, Rorisang. The person you want to fight for isn't
haunting you. Is he? No. You are just going to start a war that you won't finish. Leave this
matter alone, and I really hope it's the last time we talked about this.
He walks away, leaving me in shock. We're talking about our father here. I don't know if I'm
being paranoid, but Thabiso sounds like he knows something. Maybe he knows that it will
be best if we let this go.
I dragged my feet to the bedroom. There goes two black scrunchies, lying on my bed. I know
he keeps his promises, that's why I sometimes call him the best brother. A smile formed on
my face as I put one of them on my wrist.
I take my parents' photo frame from the nightstand of my bed. They looked so happy
together. Thabiso took our father's charming smile while I only took his pointy nose. From
all the pictures of my mother's I've ever seen, she has the best smile here, a humble smile
with eyes that glitters happiness.
My phone ringing snaps me out of my thoughts– unsaved number. I hesitantly answered.
Me: This is Rori G, hi.
Caller: Nana.
I look at the screen and put back the phone on my ear. I would know this voice even if I
turned death!
Me: Can I help you, sir?
Nhlankanipho: 'Sir'? Let's leave that alone. Uhm, can we talk?
Me: We're talking.
Nhlankanipho: Remember I said I'll tell you how to pay me back?
Me: Please send your bank details. I'll have enough money to pay you back. I don't want to
talk about this again, and please, after getting your money, please delete my number.
Nhlankanipho: Nana...
Me: Ke Rorisang, Nhlankanipho, not Nana. Please send the banking details.
I disconnected the call. I placed my hand on my heart, listening to it beating faster. I've
always ignored how it beats faster whenever I'm around Nhla. At first, I thought it was
about the money I owe him, and thought that maybe his presence makes me nervous, but
it's clear that even his voice has an effect on my poor heart.
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NHLANKANIPHO
Philani walked into his office just after the call he had with Rorisang. He doesn't get what
really happened, and the talkative, jolly Rorisang, didn't actually sound okay.
Philani: Bafo.
Nhlankanipho: Mhh. Unjani?
Philani: Ngiyaphila. Lalela, I got five girls in just two days. They're willing to have a few cash.
Nhlankanipho: Virgins?
Philani: No, but young. I was eyeing one of the learners, she seems...
Nhlankanipho: Philani, I said I don't want high school girls. We have an age limit, and girls
under 18 are not our target. They're still young!
Philani frowned at his brother. He's right, but that doesn't mean he should snap. This
prostitution business has been operating at a lower rate for the past weeks, but using young
girls isn't an excuse.
Nhlankanipho: I'm sorry for snapping. Please send their full details along with their pictures
before midnight. I hope you didn't force them into this.
Philani: I didn't. Uright, bafo?
Nhlankanipho: Yes, why wouldn't I be?
He pours himself a glass of whiskey, cracking his head with endless questions. He would
drive to her brother's place, but that would be creepy because they're not even friends.
Philani: Is this about the Italians?
Nhlankanipho: No. I can deal with those.
Philani: Nhla, I really hope you're not letting anything distract you because the Russians and
Italians are about to join hands to bring you down. I need you to focus.
Nhlankanipho: Have I ever lost focus, Philani? Let them join hands. I will be prepared to be
brought down.
Philani: I believe so, seeing the white scrunchie in your hand.
Nhlankanipho: This is nothing.
He replies, throwing it in his pants pocket and clearing his throat. Philani follows him out as
his guards follow.
Every step he takes carries dark aura, commanding respect and submission. His employees
keep bowing as he walks past them, keeping his straight face until he reaches his car where
his driver was waiting.
Philani: Don't forget we have a mission to accomplish this weekend.
Nhlankanipho: I won't. Bring the girls tomorrow at our place, I need to check them out.
Philani: Sure.
He hands the car keys to his driver before he gets in the backseat. He tells the driver to take
him to his place. A call comes through as he walks inside, "Dollface" name appears on the
screen. Something moves inside him, and a smile voluntarily forms on his face.
Nhlankanipho: Nana.
Rorisang: I'm waiting for your bank details, I want to sleep.
Nhlankanipho: I don't want your money, Rorisang.
Rorisang: But you called, talking about the debt.
Nhlankanipho: And I have a way of you paying me back.
Rorisang: If you don't want my money, then let's just leave this issue. I won't pay you in any
way. I want my scrunchie back, so please give it to Sukoluhle, and I'll get it from her.
Nhlankanipho: Did I do something wrong?
No response. He checks his phone screen, and the call has ended. He swallows and puts the
phone away.
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THABISO
He didn't sleep a wink. He has done his calculations well. Bentley car, Nhlankanipho name
and the tattoo? It's definitely the Khoza son. He has to make sure that Rori stays far away
from the Khozas.
What he doesn't understand is WHY and WHAT does that spoilt arrogant Khoza son want
from his sister. They had long cut ties, and Nhlankanipho is his biggest enemy. He must be
wanting something from Rorisang. That's why he's here this early in the morning, waiting
for Nhlankanipho, but Philani is the one who happens to appear before him.
Philani: Gela, it's been a minute.
Thabiso: Where is Nhlankanipho?
Philani: What do you want from him?
Thabiso: Philani, I want your brother.
Philani: You want to join back in? That should be the case because we both know if it's
something else, nothing good is going to come out of your conversation.
Oh, there is someone he wants, coming through the company sliding door from the parking
lot. Look at how he walks like he owns this world, carrying himself like a king. Thabiso
clicks his tongue, glaring at Nhlankanipho, who looks unbothered to see him there.
Nhlankanipho: Ufunani wena la?
Thabiso: Leave my little sister alone, Khoza.
Nhlankanipho: Ukhuluma ngani lomfana, bafo?
Thabiso: Mfana is that small dic of yours! Leave Rorisang alone!
Nhlankanipho: Did you leave my woman... I mean,my ex-woman alone?
Thabiso: Nhlankanipho...
Nhlankanipho: You didn't, Gela. You fvcked her behind my back and impregnated her while
you were supposed to be my best friend!
Thabiso: Are we still there?
Nhlankanipho: No, heck, I didn't even know that dollface was your sister because she looks
way better than you. You don't call shots here, Gela. What even makes you think I would
listen to you?
Nhlankanipho clicks his tongue and walks away. Philani sighs in relief, seeing that this time,
they didn't get to fight physically.
Philani: Join The Wolf G, Gela. That way, your beef with Nhla will come to an end. You're
needed in the team.
Thabiso: Do you think I'll join that gang after what happened to my father, Philani?

DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 6
RORISANG
I can't believe it's been two weeks already. So far, I'm enjoying my stay at school, and
Thabiso, besides acting like my mother, he's taking very good care of me. Mr Greedy has not
brought back my scrunchie, and for that, I told myself to take his Bentley and never return it
back. No, don't compare those with prices. I mean, he loves his car like how I love my
scrunchie, meaning he'll feel the feeling of being snatched something you love.
I don't know how I'll get it, though, because we haven't been talking. I last talked to him
when I was still thinking he's the one who shot my father. Thabiso proved to me that he
might not be the killer, so I let it slide.
Thabiso: You're going to be late for school, Rori. What are you thinking about?
Me: Bentley.
My tongue slips out. But I am thinking about Bentley. Nhlankanipho doesn't know that I was
gifted that scrunchie, that's why I can't just replace it.
Thabiso: Bentley? Don't tell me you're still meeting that guy.
Me: Mr Bentley? No, I'm not. He suddenly stopped talking to me. Well, it's not like we always
talked. We only spoke the first two days I started schooling there, and he just stopped.
Did he perhaps sell my scrunchie? Yes, that's how greedy he is. Remember, this guy has
money, but he still made his driver pay for my sins and still came after me to pay him back.
He might have sold it because Sukoluhle said he didn't say anything about it.
Thabiso: Does Bentley make you lose appetite? Eat Rori, or you'll be late for school.
Me: Sorry, ka ja hee. (I'm eating then)
After eating a light breakfast, I took my school bag and grabbed my apple. This has become
my habit, eating apple all the way to school. I look at my brother.
Me: Are you going to drive me to the bus stop at least?
Thabiso: No, I still need to get ready for work.
Me: This is why I should get myself to school using my car. Do you know how uncle would
be hurt to hear that I'm not using the car he bought me?
Thabiso: He'll understand my reasons.
Me: But I don't understand them. How would you feel if...
Thabiso: Go to school, Rorisang, or else we'll never stop talking. When you start talking, you
forget to shut up.
Me: You're so mean.
That's so rude of him. I know how to shut up! I never forget to shut my mouth. If I come
back quiet, he gets worried that I might be sick, mxm. I take back the words I said a few
minutes ago, he's not taking good care of me.
I keep turning my head to see if I won't see Bentley or Aston Martin passing by. He didn't
pass by until I got to the bus station. We passed by Linda's station, and she wasn't one of
those who got in.
I just continued listening to music while scrolling down my Facebook checking out memes.
As soon as we got to school, I jumped off and was met by a blushing Linda, getting off my
Bentley. Yes, it will be mine soon.
Nhlankanipho is no longer just a greedy brother. He's also a snake. I thought I was only his
nana, the one he gives a lift to. Who is he smiling with? I don't smile with greedy snakes. I
fold my arms, waiting for my friend.
Linda: Yep, I just got off the SUV.
That's what I said to her when Nhla gave me a lift that other day. I steal a glance at him. He's
slightly frowning, though the amusement can not be missed on his face. What's so amusing
about what he just did? Never mind what I just asked, the man is so freaking fine, what the
hell? Is it legal to be this hot so early in the morning?
Linda: Are you hurt?
Me: Why would I be? My uncle drives something better than that. I also have a car.
Linda: You mean that white polo?
I shouldn't have shown them my car. Sukoluhle followed as her brother hooted at us. That
freaking fine, greedy snake! Three of us walked inside the school yard just after they waved
at Nhlankanipho, I didn't. I don't want to associate myself with snakes. Nhla said he was on
his way to work that day, and looking at him now, he's on his way, so why did he change his
route to work? He could've seen me in that route and gave me a lift.
Me: Your brother slept at your parents' house?
Sukoluhle: No. He came this morning and insisted on taking me to school, so I asked him to
take Linda as well.
Me: What about me? Luhle kore you make it obvious that I'm a third wheel in this
friendship.
Linda: This isn't about the friendship. It's about the Bentley.
No one will ever understand my obsession with that car. Not just that car, I love SUVs! They
won't get it, only my best friend, Nkele, does.
Sukoluhle: It's Friday. We'll be going to check out for tomorrow's outfits. Are you coming?
Me: I don't know how many times I should preach about not attending parties. I do not
party, and my brother wouldn't allow me to go out. I'm still a baby in his eyes.
Linda: You can always sneak out.
Me: Just to go and get bored at a party? Nope. Oh, Lloyd, hey!
I leave them behind, walking towards Lloyd, our school president. What a neat freak of a
guy he is! He smiles and side hugs me. I slap away his hand.
Me: Your girlfriends are watching.
Lloyd: My girlfriend is at work, Rori.
I still can't believe he's dating a girl who's five years older than him, and he isn't bothered a
bit. Well, Mkhuseli was six years older but vele a man has to be older than his woman.
Me: I'm getting bullied, yazi, Lloyd? They bully me because you don't smile with them, but
me.
Lloyd: You make me smile, and they don't.
Me: That's the problem! You smile even before you hear me say a word!
I walk him to the grade 12s block. I'll go back to class after taking out what I'm holding in
my heart.
"Hey L.K! Here's something to end your week."
One of the girls says, giving him a gift bag. Pecks of being a handsome boy. Beauty with
brains? Yes, that's our perfect president.
Lloyd: So, you're mad?
Why is he asking like I'm crazy for being mad? He puts his bag on his seat just after wiping
off the invisible dust.
Me: Am I being unreasonable? Lloyd, he's a snake.
Lloyd: But you're not dating. He's not even your friend.
Me: I know, but he said the route I use is the one he also uses when he goes to work. He was
supposed to go in my way.
Lloyd: Do you like him?
Me: What? No! He's old enough to be my great-grandfather.
He bursts out laughing as he walks me to my class while reprimanding other learners who
are not wearing their uniform accordingly. The guys who didn't comb their hair and girls
who are wearing earrings.
Me: It's hard to be a president, mh?
Lloyd: For a guy like me, no. It's fun, honestly. I like being in charge and being the leader. I
like it when I get respected.
Me: Are you studying to be the country president?
Lloyd: (laughs) What? Hell no.
We reached my class. They keep quiet as soon as we walk in. Oh, and this is the respect he's
talking about. If I was walking alone, they wouldn't keep shut.
Lloyd: So tell me, if Mr Greedy hands you back your scrunchie, you won't take his car?
Me: I will, for a full two weeks, like how I separated with my scrunchie.
Lloyd: (laughs) You're crazy. You think he'll just hand his car over to a 16 year old who...
Me: 17! I'm turning 17 soon.
We both laughed before he could walk out to do some of his work. I wouldn't want to be a
leader, ever. That'd stressful, for real. It wants people with patience, and I'm not patient at
all!
Linda walks in, carrying mathematics teacher's books. Talk about a boring nerd keh. There
was no need for Linda to go and drag Mr Ndaba to class. Speaking of him, I think he gave us
homework yesterday.
Linda: What are you doing?
Me: Did you write his homework?
Linda: No.
Oh, thank God I'm not alone. Mr Ndaba walks in just two minutes after we settle down. I
don't know why they would make Mathematics a first period, especially when I didn't write
a homework. Damnit! He's already checking, starting on our row.
Me: You snake!
Linda: Sorry.
Linda is not my friend, period! I mean, why would she hide her wrong answers and say she
didn't write? What a traitor!
Linda: Do you think I would fetch the teacher without writing?
Me: You're such a traitor.
Linda: You should've written instead of daydreaming about Bentley.
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Detention. Yep, that's our punishment for those who didn't write homework. Linda knew
about this because I'm not aware of the school punishments. Now that I think of it, she
didn't want me to get a lift from Nhlankanipho because he's taking them to the mall to get
their outfits. Does she think I want Nhla? Only if she knew I only wanted his car. Remind me
to cut ties with her tomorrow, no, tonight.
I sigh, washing my hands in the bathroom just after getting released. Two girls who were on
detention walked in, too, giving me nasty looks. Oh, it's the 'bullies', I wasn't even aware.
"Didn't we ask you to stop talking to L.K?"
One of them asks. Who are they to tell me who I should and shouldn't talk to? I wipe my
hands and take my bag on my back.
"We're talking to you."
Me: Dare raise your hand on me, I swear you would regret ever living.
"Hahaha, what would you do?"
Me: Press assault charges against you. Imagine being arrested and having a criminal record
for a guy who doesn't even know that you exist.
"Lloyd knows me!"
Me: Of course, probably by your appearance because you attend school here. Now, step out
of my way.
They look at each other before moving away. This is a major reason why I didn't want to be
a shy and quiet newcomer. I knew they would take advantage of me, but they definitely
don't know Rori G, I don't take nonsense.
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NHLANKANIPHO
Oh, there she comes, walking like she's a queen of this school, not caring if she has a fat arse
or not, not caring if she has perfect hips or not. Her short height goes so well with her fit
slender body. The catwalk matches her energy, not to mention her flawless dollface. What a
beautiful girl she is.
Rorisang: Nhla? Hi.
No 'Bhut'Nhla' today? Where did the respect disappear? She smiles widely, walking towards
him, nope, towards the car.
Nhlankanipho: Nana, Sawubona.
Rorisang: Luhle had long left. What brings you here?
Nhlankanipho: You. Don't you need a lift?
Rorisang: I definitely do! My brother is working till late today, so I had to call a cab, but it
seems like my God never turned his back against me.
Nhlankanipho: Oh, come on in, then.
Rorisang: Before anything, can I have my scrunchie back?
Lord! What's with this scrunchie? Sukoluhle kept reminding him about the scrunchie, which
he kept to himself, not wanting to return it back, but it seems like Rori desperately needs it
back.
Nhlankanipho: I forgot it at my place.
He lies. It's right in his pocket. He has washed it, but it still has Rori's fragrance on it, and
that's what he likes the most.
Rorisang: Oh, Lord! Okay.
Nhlankanipho: We can go and grab it if you want.
Rorisang: (sighs) No, I'm tired. You can just give it to Sukoluhle on Monday.
Nhlankanipho: Okay. Let's get going then.
He walks around and opens the door for her. She comes and stops on her tracks, turning to
him like she just recalled something.
Rorisang: Can I drive?
Nhlankanipho: Don't be crazy.
Rorisang: Okay, let me just feel how to be behind the wheel without driving. I will just start
the car, and you can get in.
He frowns, but what nana wants, nana gets. He hands her the keys and steps back. He
chuckles, watching the happiness on Rorisang's face as she jumps inside and starts the car.
Rorisang: Oh my God!
She looks at him with her eyes lighting up with excitement. He smiles to himself, adoring the
beauty in front of her. His smile is quickly replaced by a frown, seeing the car moving.
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang, no.
Rorisang: I'm not going anywhere, I'm just feeling the movement.
As he walks around, Rorisang reverses and quickly turns before getting in the road and
drives off.
Rorisang: I'll be back! For now, go and collect my scrunchie.
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang!
He runs after the car, shouting Rorisang's name.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 7
LINDA
She can't wait for tomorrow's party! She bought herself a nice outfit. Linda really wishes
that Rori was drinking, she can just imagine the crap Rori would be saying each and every
passing second. That girl never runs out of anything to say. Linda likes her, but she
sometimes drains her. Rorisang is a newcomer but Linda don't know how many homeworks
she has copied from her. It's not like she wanted her to get punished, she just want her to
take her school work seriously like how she gets serious when she's drawing outfits she
wants to design in future.
A heavy sigh escapes her lips as she gets home. They're not actually wealthy like her friends'
families, but they can afford. Linda attends private school because of scholarship, that's why
she doesn't want to fail.
Bulelwa: Where do you get the money to buy all these, Linda?
Her mother asks. She has been asking Linda endless questions since she started buying
things at home. Philani proposed an offer to some girls, and she gladly took part in it. He
didn't want her to be one of those girls, but Linda begged him.
Linda: Ma, please eat and stop asking too many questions. Mkhuseli is no longer sending us
money, so I had to make a plan.
Bulelwa: I hope you're not doing anything illegal, Linda. I hope you're not into prostitution.
Linda: I'm not, Mama. Sukoluhle is the one who keeps buying all this.
She lies and quickly rushes to her bedroom.
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RORISANG
I was just scaring him off, but the man isn't mad like I thought he would be, or is he hiding
it? Maybe he's hiding it because he isn't responding to anything I'm saying. He parks a few
houses away from home. I look at him, now feeling sorry for him. I shouldn't have allowed
my immature to get into me.
Me: I'm sorry.
Nhlankanipho: Here.
Oh, he had my scrunchie in his pocket all this time? I smile, forgetting that I just made the
poor guy angry. I smile at him before sniffing on it. It's clean but has a bit of his fragrance.
He smells good, no cap.
Me: Why did you hide it?
Nhlankanipho: I was just joking around like how you just joked around with my car.
Me: I said I'm sorry, Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlankanipho: Get out before your brother comes out and sees you with me.
Me: Okay, look.
I take my bag and grab a packet of Maynards sweets. I love them, Lloyd gave them to me just
after one of the girls gifted them to him. He frowns, glaring at me. Sometimes, his gaze
makes me feel uncomfortable. We lock eyes for a while before he drops them on the hand
that's holding the sweets. Can he just take them? My hand is getting tired.
Me: This is my apology.
Nhlankanipho: No, I'm fine. I don't eat sweets.
He looks so cute when he's sulky. I smile at him, not knowing what to offer. I don't like to
see people mad at me like this. Maybe I went too far, no, not maybe, I really went too far.
Me: What do you want then? A handshake?
I would say a hug, but he might think I'm too forward. I gladly take my sweets back in my
bag. I'll eat them while watching Kdrama.
Nhlankanipho: No...
He answers, still sulking. Aii, I'm not a begging type, and if he thinks I'll beg him while he's
not God, then he better think again. I open the door, and it locks. I frown at him.
Me: Are you going to kidnap me for joking around? You better take me to South Korea if you
kidnap me.
Nhlankanipho: (chuckles) What?
Me: Or Dubai, I don't know, but not around Africa.
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang, are you insane?
Me: People tend to think I'm crazy when I'm only born like this.
I take out my Maynards sweets because, clearly, I won't be going home anytime soon. Eating
one or two sweets won't hurt. I chow two and keep two in my hand before taking back the
rest.
Me: You like staring.
Nhlankanipho: Only if you're worth my stares.
Me: Am I worth your stares?
Nhlankanipho: You can say that.
Me: I must be really pretty. Well, I know I'm pretty. You can argue with me, but I'm prettier
than Sukoluhle.
Nhlankanipho: (chuckles) Why are you like this?
Me: I guess you finally forgave me because you're chuckling. Can I go now?
He shakes his head, not moving his eyes from mine. His hand finds mine, I swallow
nothingness staring right back at him.
Nhlankanipho: Who said you're forgiven?
Me: It's hard to be forgiven by you. Why are you like this?
Nhlankanipho: I don't easily forgive, but I can forgive you.
Me: I must be special. Do you want a handshake to forgive me?
He shakes his head, looking at my lips before raising his eyes to mine.
Me: A... hug?
I whisper, dropping my eyes on his hand that's holding mine. Why is he rubbing the back of
my hand with his thumb so gently? I'm suddenly shy to look at him. I never get shy! What's
wrong with me?
Nhlankanipho: A hug sounds better.
I leaned over, taking my hand off his, and hugged him briefly. His big hand grabbed my back,
hugging me tightly. Lord, he smells so heavenly!
I slowly pull out, but he's still holding me. Our faces are just a few inches apart. I can smell
his cold, good smelling breath against my face. I can not believe this, I'm facing down again.
Nhlankanipho: You're forgiven then.
His voice keeps getting low and husky. I finally get the courage to look at him, deadly in his
eyes.
Me: Am I?
I asked, whispering. He looks at my lips and goes up, looking in my eyes. His face gets closer,
I shut my eyes, and our lips touch.
A loud bang snaps me out of my thoughts! I get startled and pulls away. I clear my throat,
glancing at him. He doesn't look startled at all.
Me: Please unlock the door.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 8
RORISANG
I slowly rub my eyes, sitting up straight. What a lousy dream was that? I'm still mourning
my broken heart, I shouldn't be dreaming about kissing other people's men! Well, any other
men at that! The bang I heard in my dream was obviously my bedroom door because there
stood my brother, fuming.
Me: Am I still dreaming? Shouldn't you be home by 10 pm or so?
Thabiso: It's past 10 pm, Rorisang. I just got home, and guess what I just saw outside.
Bentley Bentayga! The very same one you got off that other day.
Me: Really?
Yes, I did take it like I promised myself. I don't usually make empty promises to myself.
Nhlankanipho must be going crazy wherever he is.
Me: Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you. I won it.
Thabiso: Rorisang.
Me: Eish, nawe Thabza. Fine! I took it from him.
Thabiso: Why on earth would you do that? How did you even manage to?
Me: I said I wanted to test it, and he allowed me. I'm getting my revenge on him. He took my
scrunchie for almost a month.
It's actually just two weeks, but still.
Thabiso: Scrunchie? I thought I bought two of them!
Me: Yes, you did, big bro, but I wanted my white one. Plus, I now have three of them.
He's so annoyed. I swear if I don't change my behavior, my brother is going to age before his
time. He might as well have a heart attack and kick the bucket.
Me: I'm sorry, I just...
Thabiso: We're taking it back, now.
Me: I don't know where he lives.
Thabiso: I... fine! (Sighs) I want it gone by tomorrow. You're such a headache, Rori.
I didn't take his car, so why is he calling me a headache? I didn't plan to sleep, but ended up
sleeping. My mind is back to thinking about the wet dream I just had. I swear Nhla would
literally call me a perv for having such dreams of him. He must have his own woman, and
here I am, dreaming about him. Why on earth would I even dream of that while he doesn't
even show me any sign of interest in me? God!
Thabiso had long left the room. He has given up on me. I seriously need to change my ways.
I take my phone out of the charger and switch it on. Messages come piling up from
Nhlankanipho's number. Looking at them, this man is only worried about my safety, not his
car. "Nana, please get back to me. Are you okay?"
That's his last message. A call comes through, I let it ring for a while before answering.
Nhlankanipho: Thank goodness! Unjani, nana? Did you get home safe?
Me: Your car is still okay.
Nhlankanipho: Kodwa uzizwa njani wena? Uphephile? (But how are you? Are you safe?)
I sometimes wish I could snatch this voice of his and make it my ring tone. It's so deep, yet
soft. My mind drifts back to the dream. The way he was looking at me, and how his voice
corresponded with his stares. The hard, yet gentle hands wrapping my body. I swallow my
spits, feeling a little liquid making my thong a bit wet.
Nhlankanipho: Nana...?
Lord, why!? I put my leg over the other and press my thighs, trying to control whatever I am
feeling.
Me: I'm... safe. You'll get your car tomorrow.
Only if he brings back my scrunchie.
Nhlankanipho: Cha, ungayi keep for as long as you want.
Me: I can't. My brother wouldn't let me. He hates you.
Nhlankanipho: He's just trying to be a protective brother.
Me: Yes, so you'll get your car tomorrow morning.
Nhlankanipho: I'll be working from home. I'll send you my location so you can drop it off.
Me: Why don't you send your driver?
Because I honestly don't want to see myself anywhere close to him. Maybe being that a little
close to him was the cause of this dream.
Nhlankanipho: He only drives me when I go to work.
Me: Oh...
Nhlankanipho: And it's Saturday tomorrow, dollface.
Me: Why do you keep giving me pet names?
Nhlankanipho: You have a dollface, and you're younger than me, so nana is a perfect name
to call you. Or do you want me to call you 'princess'?
Me: Princess from which kingdom? Hell no.
Nhlankanipho: (chuckles) So, are you coming?
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Wow. What does Nhla do for a living again? Whatever he does, he does it for cars, not for a
living. His yard is full of different cars and guards. It's not a double storey house like I
anticipated, but a one storey house.
Thabiso: Rorisang.
Oh, I forgot that I came with him. Thabiso should really get paid for being my brother
because the guy does extra for being a protective brother.
The door opens, and a very beautiful woman with a beautiful body appears. She smiles and
greets. Only if she knew her man was living rent-free in my mind, she wouldn't even utter a
word. Nhla has a sharp eye. This woman is breathtakingly beautiful.
Me: Dumelang. We actually brought the car back. Bhut'Nhlankanipho left it with my brother
and asked him to wash it.
My brother is shooting death glares my way. He has to understand that I'm not trying to
ruin Nhlankanipho's relationship with his woman here. I'm sure she wouldn't like to hear
that her man's car slept at another girl's place, a young girl at that.
Me: Yes, my brother works at car wash.
"Oh? He never leaves his favorite things around, but I'll definitely tell him."
Isn't she going to allow us to see him? I handed out the keys to her, trying to peek behind
her to see if I would see him. He said he would be working from home, so he should be
home.
"Anything else?"
She snaps me out of my thoughts. I quickly shake my head, smiling. She nods and closes the
door on my face. I'm a little disappointed that I didn't see Nhla, but then again, we have no
connection.
Thabiso: Are you going to stand there until Jesus comes back to earth?
Me: No.
I follow him, but quickly stop on my tracks. Thabiso sighs in annoyance. I promise myself
not to say anything that will annoy him even more.
Thabiso: Kante keng Rorisang?
Me: My scrunchie.
Thabiso: Get in the car wena.
Me: If I don't take it now, I'll end up meeting him again because of it.
Thabiso: I'll wait here.
He says, giving up. He's irritated now. I know I can be troublesome, but I'll definitely behave
soon. I press the doorbell again, and she opens, now with a frown that makes her even
prettier. I swallow my words that I said in my dreams, I'm not pretty. Well, I said that
because I had not met the real pretty woman.
Me: I'm sorry, there is actually something else.
They can fight with her man, I don't care anymore as long as I have my scrunchie back. She
sighs and goes back inside after hearing what I wanted.
Wow, he's a fan of black. His house is small but neat and cozy. It's just a small kitchen in the
same room as a lounge and a bedroom. His yard is huge, but definitely not for a big house,
but for many cars, I assume.
She didn't say I should get in, but I did. I wanted to see what was inside. It's just black and
silver in this kitchen. Looking at the long couch, coffee table, and tv hanged on the wall,
they're all black. It's beautiful.
She was about to walk inside the closed bedroom door when it opened.
"Sanda, have you seen my..."
He appeared, wearing only a towel around his waist. His upper body dripping wet. The gym
treats him good, he's so...
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang?
Yep, he called me by my ID name. You don't believe it too, right? Yes, he did and doesn't
show any remorse. I understand, though, he's with his woman.
Me: Bhut'Nhla, I brought your car back. I just needed my scrunchie. Remember Luhle left it
in your car?
The madam already looks mad, so I should do her justice. Oh, is her face softening? Shem,
she's so jealous. I would be, too. His man is a snack.
Sanda: Are you going to stare at him or answer him?
Me: Huh? I'm sorry...
Nhlankanipho: (chuckles) Go and get it from my drawer, Lusanda.
Lusanda flicks her lashes at me before disappearing in the bedroom. I suddenly can't hold
gaze with him anymore.
Nhlankanipho: Nana.
Wow, after God fear this Zulu man! His woman is no longer in sight, and I'm suddenly Nana?
But tell me, why am I smitten by this instead of being mad for being played.
Me: Hi.
Nhlankanipho: Waze wamuhle.
Me: Thank you.
I face down, swallowing nothingness. I can feel his eyes on me. He likes staring a lot.
"Which drawer, Nhla?"
Nhlankanipho disappeared into the bedroom and came back a little while later, holding my
scrunchie. He takes my hand and puts it on. He kisses my hand and holds it still. I look up at
him, our eyes lock.
Nhlankanipho: Will I see you at Suko's party?
Me: I don't party.
Nhlankanipho: Damn... can you do it for me?
Me: Why would I do that? Your woman is just right there, Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlankanipho: Do you think I'm that disrespectful? She's my secretary.
Me: Oh...
I can't believe my heart just jumped in joy after hearing that. What does that make me?
Nhlankanipho: Ngizokwenzejani keh mina ngoba ngifuna uk'bona? (What am I going to do
because I want to see you?)
Me: Ke mo mos. (I'm right here)
His other hand leaves my hand and goes to my cheek, brushing it gently. This is a dream
again, right!!? He slowly brushes my lower lip, staring right at my lips. His eyes shift right
back to my eyes.
Nhlankanipho: Ngingakubona kamuva? (Can I see you later?)
Someone pinch me, I'm dreaming again.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 9
NHLANKANIPHO
He doesn't know what happens to him whenever Rorisang is around. He just can't keep his
hands to himself. That's how he can not hold himself around her. He smirks, watching her
blush and walks out.
Turning around, he meets Lusanda, who is in confusion and anger as well. Oh, it's probably
because he's half-naked in front of her again.
Nhlankanipho: You came sooner than I thought.
Lusanda: Nhla, what are you doing with that kid?
Nhlankanipho: Ukhuluma ngani?
Lusanda: I know what I saw, okay? Do you know what that makes you? A pedophile.
Nhlankanipho: Haibo, Lusanda? Usuyakhohlwa keh manje ukuthi you're just my secretary.
Stay in your lane because you know how I hate people who put their nose in my business.
Lusanda: She still has the future ahead of her. She doesn't need someone who will put her
life in danger.
Nhlankanipho throws a death glare her way. That's his way of warning her for the last time.
He's a grown man, a thirty year old man, and he doesn't need anyone to tell him what is
wrong and not. He knows what he's doing. Lusanda swallows, feeling that glare running
through her body.
Nhlankanipho: Never, and I mean never, put your nose where it doesn't belong, especially in
my business. You and I only share professionalism, nothing else. You speak something out
of work, you'll kiss your job goodbye. Mark my words, I mean every single of it.
He says calmly, but his voice firm holds a bit of threat. He looks at his coffee table where the
files were.
Nhlankanipho: If you brought everything I asked for, leave my place.
Lusanda: We were supposed to work on a project together, Nhla.
Nhlankanipho: I can do my work on my own, Lusanda. And it's either Mr Khoza or Sir to
you, siyezwana?
Lusanda: Haw, since whe...
Nhlankanipho: Siyezwana na? (Are we clear?)
Sanda nods and quickly grabs her car keys. Nhlankanipho clicks his tongue and disappears
in the bedroom. As soon as he gets inside, he lets out a sigh, looking down at his almost hard
dic. What is that Gela girl doing to her? He just held her and didn't do much, but it looks like
she has a strong effect on him.
He changes into short sweatpants and a t-shirt with slides. He heads to the kitchen, pours
himself a whiskey, and goes back to work. At times like this, he wishes to go to his main
house where there's a study room, but he quickly brushes off those thoughts and begins to
work.
The girls are making cash on Philani's side, and his heists are also going well. Ifalethu, his
friend, is also making good cash from jewelries and casinos.
He balances everything well and deals with his legal business files before closing down his
laptop and breathing out heavily.
A text comes through his phone from Sukoluhle asking for more money. She surely asked
Philani as well. Kanti, how much is she planning to drink all their money? Of course, she's
the only girl and last born at that, but she's too much now. He dials her number and calls
her.
Sukoluhle: Bhuti wami omdala engimthandayo. (My beloved elder brother)
Nhlankanipho: Yini kanti inkinga yakho, Sukoluhle? Didn't I spend enough money on your
so-called party?
Sukoluhle: Uya complaina yini?
Nhlankanipho: Wee madoda, yizwa lengane! Heyy wena Sukoluhle, uyazi nje ukuthi ngi risk
impilo yami kangakanani ukuthi ngi vele ngithole leyo mali oyifunayo? (Listen to this child!
Do you know how much I risk my own life to get that money you want?)
Sukoluhle: Eish, I know usucasukile ma ukhuluma ulimi lukaBabakho. Ngiyaxolisa, I just
need a few things, Bhut'wami. (You're already annoyed when you speak your father's
language)
Does he have a choice? He disconnects the call and sends it over. Sukoluhle must quickly
finish school so she can work for her own money. What will she do once Nhlankanipho and
Philani get married? They will both focus on their marriages and carefully spend their
money on important things. Sukoluhle will get money on timetable.
"Ngiyabonga Bhut'Nhla. I invited Lungelo to my party, so please show up."
The text comes through. Nhlankanipho reads and sends an upside-down thumb emoji.
Lungelo once drove him crazy, and he couldn't hide that from anyone. They dated for a few
weeks before she could fly to New York City, and they lost contact.
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He has freshened up. He has a late meeting with one of his clients. He hopes that the
meeting won't take long so he can get to see Rorisang. He asked her to go to the party, and
he really can't disappoint her and not show up.
Philani steps out of his car. He fixes his blazer and walks up to Nhla while fixing his
wristwatch. The brothers bro hug briefly before doing their unique handshake and walk
inside the hotel.
"The Khoza brothers"
The Russians leader greets, smirking and already offering them a drink. They just stare at
him before taking their seats.
Philani: Gentlemen, let's get to business. Remember, no funny moves. This is business, and
you don't really want to mess with the wolves.
Mikhail: (chuckles) Khoza boys and acting like they own this world.
Nhlankanipho: Ivan, warn your brother because my warning wouldn't be nice. Who is he
calling boys? Are we his friends?
Ivan: Khail.
Ivan, their boss, shakes his head. They all keep quiet, exchanging looks around the table.
Ivan does what he usually does– calling his men to bring the money.
Ivan: No funny games, Wolves. Where is my stuff?
Nhlankanipho: Mkhonto.
He calls his righthand man through the wireless microphone pinned on his shirt. Mkhonto
obeys and comes up with two bags that are full of cocainə, meth and heroin drug$.
Mikhail: Mhh... the smell... fvck, the Wolves knows what business means.
Nhlankanipho: Ivan, tell me there are two more bags coming because there's no in hell
millions of rands could be fit in three bags.
Ivan: What do you mean, Gray?
Ivan asks Nhlankanipho, calling him with the most powerful wolf name. Nhlankanipho
frowns because what does he mean by that question?
Philani: You'll only get half of the bag if that's the cash we're going to get.
Ivan: What?
Nhlankanipho: Do you know where we get that stuff, Ivan? The cost of the same stuff your
country needs? We're not playing here. This is business.
The Russian men take out their guns, pointing at them just after cocking them. Philani
chuckles, what a stupid move. Nhlankanipho is unbothered but worried about cash only.
Philani: Didn't we say no funny moves, Ivan?
Ivan: You're the one who started. The money in these three bags is enough.
Nhlankanipho: So you're telling the seller the price they should sell the product with?
Ivan: We came with peace, Gray.
Nhlankanipho: And you'll leave it right here if you think we're playing a game here.
Philani: You're already a dead meat, Ivan. Watch your moves.
Ivan looks at the red lighter on his chest. If one of his men shoots, it will be over for him. He
let out a shaky sigh. He can't die in South Africa. His kids will be traumatized.
Nhlankanipho: Add two bags of money, Ivan, or leave it.
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RORISANG
Convincing my brother was a really difficult task. Even Mathematics paper 2 is not that
difficult. I wonder where does he inherit the strictness from because our father was a
darling. That man would get me sweets even after Grandma warned him not to. He would
give me anything I wanted, just like uncle, but Thabiso, Thabiso dammit! Wait, our mother
was probably strict. God, was she MaNtuli ka i1? I wouldn't have survived.
I planned to wear my short dress, but my man-made father refused. He said I wear
something better or I'm not coming. I didn't plan to come, but Nhla begged to come, and I
hope he has a good reason behind that.
"Rorisang, right?"
I thought this party was for youngsters. What is Miss secretary doing here? Wait, I don't
recall telling her my name, but I flash a smile.
Me: Dumelang.
Lusanda: You look beautiful.
I don't! She should've seen me in my dress! Not these jeans.
Me: Thank you. Are you Sukoluhle's friend?
Lusanda: (laughs) What? No, silly. I just came to check if everything is in order and they're
not doing anything they're not supposed to.
Me: Oh, okay.
I'm still outside the yard, but hearing the noise and loud music, I can tell it's going down. I
walk a few steps before Lusanda calls my name. She likes my name, really.
Lusanda: Nhlankanipho is not someone you think he is. For your own sake, I hope you stay
away. I can see he's attracted to you, but it's deadly. You will get hurt in the way.
Me: I... don't know what you're talking about.
Lusanda: I'm talking about Nhlankanipho Khoza. I'm saying play far away from him if you
value your future and life.
She leaves me in confusion. Thabiso said the same thing to me when we got back from
Nhlankanipho's place. Are they teaming up because what the hell?
Walking in the yard, I'm in awe. It's a very beautiful double storey. The grey and black walls,
the beautiful lights, and how it's beautifully built.
I slowly walk through the opened kitchen door. Linda screams upon seeing me and hugs me.
This traitor!
Linda: I thought you were joking. What changed your mind?
Me: Nothing. What's up?
Linda: We're taking out the meat for braai, and after we'll be going swimming.
Me: Swimming?
Linda: Yes, it's a pool party.
I wasn't informed. I didn't even bring my swimming costume. I never got in a fight with
water, so I do want to swim because I love it. Swimming was my hobby back in primary.
Linda: Anyways, meet Lungelo and Lungi she's our new friend that Sukoluhle has been
talking about, Rorisang.
Lungelo: Sawubona ntombazane.
Me: Hi.
Linda: I'm sure Luhle has something for you, so come through.
Lord, it's so packed out here. They're all outside the poolside, and some are already inside
the pool while others are drinking. My brother will never allow me to throw such a party at
this age, let alone drinking alcohol.
Sukoluhle: Rori, hi!
I noticed how she enjoys my company, and I also enjoy hers. It's probably because we both
have something in common— being talkative.
Sukoluhle: I thought you wouldn't make it, so I couldn't update you that it will be a pool
party. We're almost the same size, so come, I'll give you something to wear.
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Two hours has passed. I've drank cocktails and went to the bathroom multiple times. I
swam and even got tired. I don't know where Nhlankanipho could be. I thought he wanted
me here so we could talk— I don't know about what.
Lloyd is invited, but wherever he goes, girls run after him. That's why I decided to sit by the
pool with my legs inside and watch everything while sipping on my cocktail.
Sukoluhle is really enjoying her so-called party. She's dancing and singing to every song
playing. Linda is with that Lungelo girl. She looks a little older than us, but it seems like
they're quite close.
Oh, and there is the man I came here for. He's in black suits, with a straight face and looking
all hot. Something happens in my tummy as our eyes meet. Our little eye contact contest is
ruined by Lungelo, hugging him from behind. He turns, and they share a quite long hug
before chatting among themselves.
She looks ecstatic to see him, like he's an old best friend... or maybe a boyfriend. He turns
my way and waves. A smile voluntarily forms on my face as I wave back. Lungelo goes to
whisper something to Linda and pulls Nhlankanipho out of the crowd, disappearing with
him.
Linda comes to sit by my side, drinking an alcohol. Well, it looks like a drink. Sukoluhle says
her brothers warn her not to drink, and it should be a party with no alcohol so they made a
plan of mixing drinks with alcohol so the brothers wouldn't notice.
Me: Where are Luhle's parents?
Linda: At their house.
Me: Their house? Whose house is this one?
Linda: Mr Bentley's house.
Me: Oh, he has two houses?
Linda: How do you know that?
I sometimes forget that I have a loose mouth. Now, how do I answer that? I'm saved by
Lloyd calling my name. I step out of the pool and walk up to him.
Lloyd: There are many hot guys here. Why are you sitting alone?
Me: I was sitting with my friend.
Lloyd: She just sat there a second ago. Why don't you forget about Mr Greedy for now, and
have fun?
Me: Why do you talk like I said we're in a relationship?
Speaking of Mr Greedy, I leave Lloyd standing there and catwalk inside– barefoot. He's
nowhere in sight, so is Lungelo. Kante why was I called here?
I head to the room where my purse is and take out my phone to call him. It rings twice,
unanswered.
This is a lesson. I don't know why I listened to him and came here. Maybe I misunderstood.
He said he wanted to see me, not to talk to me. That's why he waved and got his flat arse out
of here.
I call him one last time, and he answers on the last ring with a low, yet very deep voice.
Nhlankanipho: Ngi busy Nana, I'll call you.
Call disconnects. Nhlankanipho is not only a greedy snake. He's a mother fvcker. Warn me to
never talk to him again, and besides, we share no relationship. I was too naive to allow him
to get to me. I change into my clothes and grab my purse, walking out.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 10
MKHUSELI
He just arrived home. He finds his mother alone, and Linda not in sight. He hugs her, though
their hugs isn't a normal one, it's cold. Bulelwa, his mother, shifts away from him expecting
an explanation of his sudden visit.
Mkhuseli: Uphi uLinda, Ma?
Bulelwa: At her friend's. Awungitshele la, Mkhuseli. Ubhekwa yini la? (Tell me, what brings
you here?)
Mkhuseli: Hawu, ma? I'm not supposed to visit my mother now?
Bulelwa: There's something, I know. You have stopped sending us money, we no longer get
your phone calls everyday and now you visit in the middle of the month? Kwenzejani,
ndodana?
Mkhuseli heaves a sigh. How does he tell his mother that he has lost his good paying job
because of falling in love with a mere 16 year old girl? The same girl that was sponsoring
their lavish temporary life. If she knew Rorisang would betray him like she did, he wouldn't
have even tried his luck.
Bulelwa: Mkhu?
Mkhuseli: Uphelile umsebenzi, ma.
Bulelwa: Kanjani? I thought it was a permanent job.
He keeps quiet, facing down, with his elbows resting on his thighs. Bulelwa heaves a soft
breath.
Bulelwa: Mkhuseli.
Mkhuseli: It was a permanent job, Ma kodwa ngimoshile. (I ruined everything)
That's all he's going to say. He hopes his mother doesn't ask further questions. Thankfully,
she doesn't, but stands up heading to the bedroom Mkhuseli uses.
Bulelwa: I'll change your sheets and fix a bath for you so you can eat.
Mkhuseli: Ngiyabonga Ma.
While waiting, he checks on his wife and the kid. They're still doing okay. At least he
managed to get them enough groceries so they're still good. Now that he's home, he thinks
it's best if he looks for a job around here because back in Durban, Rorisang's family has
already ruined his name.
He goes to take shower and comes back to catch up. The job loss topic is left out, so they can
have a comfortable conversation.
Mkhuseli: Is she sleeping out now?
Bulelwa: She's safe, Mkhu. Sukoluhle's brother assured me.
Mkhuseli: Okay, I just get worried. How have things been? I'm sorry I couldn't buy you some
groceries for two weeks.
Bulelwa: We survived, but you should've told us, Mkhu. You can't suffer alone in that city.
Mkhuseli: I just couldn't bring myself to. I promise to do so on the later stage. For now, I
need to look for a job so I can be able to take care of your needs and that of my wife and kid.
He now regrets allowing his heart to control him. He shouldn't have fallen for Rorisang that
way and allowed their relationship to ruin everything for him. Now he is stuck while she is
happy somewhere with someone's else's baby inside her tummy. Such betrayal! He was
going to save and make her his second wife after she completed her matric. Yes, that's how
much he loves her.
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RORISANG
A guy named Smangaliso stopped me from leaving. I don't know he said it was too risky to
step out and no one was allowed to go out. I don't know how I ended up drinking, but I did
and now I'm left with regret.
I'm on the bed, in the bedroom I don't know. My head feels heavy, and my body is sore. I'm
no longer in my clothes, only a shirt I don't recognize is covering my upper body. One thing
clicked in my mind, my virginity, is it still safe?
I rubbed on top of my panty, and couldn't feel anything strange. The door swung opened
just as I was about to get off the bed. It's Smanga, could he be the person who put me on this
bed?
Smangaliso: Hey, I was about to come and wake you up.
Me: Huh? What time is it?
Smangaliso: 11:45.
Me: What? I need to leave.
I jump off the bed and quickly realize that the t-shirt I have on is much shorter than I
thought. He chuckles softly and puts down the tray he had in his hands down on the
nightstand as I tried to lower down the t-shirt.
Smangaliso: I already saw that, Rori, you can relax.
Me: Where are my clothes?
Smangaliso: I washed them, but they've dried now. Please freshen up first, have your
breakfast, and drink the headache pills.
Me: Headache pills? I'll drink them first.
He lets out a chuckle and head to open the curtains and windows. After drinking the pills, I
felt my head getting better, but my body still sore. I don't quite remember what went down
yesterday after playing games with Smangaliso and his friends.
I went to take a shower with the toiletries he gave me and wore my clothes back. He kept
my things safe including my phone and gave them back just after we both finished eating.
Me: Did I do something embarrassing last night?
Smangaliso: You don't remember? Of course you wouldn't. You were so much drunk.
Me: I'm not a drunkard, I promise. I just happened to drink because I was bored and you
wouldn't let me leave.
Smangaliso: Suko did tell me that. I wasn't surprised judging by how you were. You didn't
do anything embarrassing other than kissing me like there's no tomorrow.
Me: I what?
Smangaliso: We played different games, danced and talked. When we were getting tired of
playing and dancing, we decided to chill in my car and talk since you started crying. You
were talking about how the guy played you, told you that he had no one while he had a wife
and kids. You told me about Mr Greedy, and how he also played you. So after comforting
you, we kissed.
I gasp, not believing what he just said. I know I talk a lot, but spitting out my heartbreak? I
never do that and I don't easily cry. What was wrong with me? I blame that bottle I drank.
The lounge door opened from outside. A man walked in, an old version of Smangaliso.
Smangaliso: Baba. How did it go?
"Ubani lo, Smanga?"
Smangaliso: Oh, it's Rorisang, Sukoluhle's friend. Rori, this is my father, Ifalethu Mazibuko.
Me: Dumelang, ntate Mazibuko.
Ifalethu: Yebo, ntombazane. Unjani?
Me: Keya phela ntate.
Ifalethu: What are your parents saying back at home if you're still here by this time?
Smangaliso: We were about to leave, Baba. She's not my girlfriend.
Ifalethu: Oh...
He thought this guy was my boyfriend? Is that why he was giving me the look I couldn't
read? Yes, he must've thought that I was here to get smashed.
I say my goodbyes as we head out to Smangaliso's car. I'm even afraid of switching on my
phone. Thabiso must be going crazy. He's going to ground me for a year. That one can be
extra.
Me: Your father has a beautiful house.
Smangaliso: It's mine.
Me: Oh? You're lucky mos.
Smangaliso: Yeah, I got it after passing my matric. It's close to campus, so yeah. Did you
think I would take you to my parents' house?
Me: Well, yeah... I thought so...
Smangaliso: My father would bur¥ me alive.
As expected, missed calls from my brother and uncle. Yep, that's how forward my brother is.
He has already ran to my uncle and told him that he can't get me on a phone and I went to
the party. I wouldn't be surprised if he went to the police station for a missing person case.
Oh, and no missed calls from Nhlankanipho. When he said he would call me, did he mean
next year?
Smangaliso: Are you okay?
Me: Yes, why?
Smangaliso: We've arrived, and you're now zoned out.
Me: Oh, we did? Thank you.
Smangaliso: I can walk you inside if there has to be an explanation.
Me: Oh, no, I'll be fine. Thank you for keeping me safe.
Smangaliso: Rather thank me with your number.
He indirectly asks for my number, letting out a side smirk whilst biting his lower lip.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 11 (EXCUSE ERRORS)
RORISANG
Who on earth created school kana? I need to send that person a strong lighten!ng because
what on earth did that person think when they created school? I just hate it, and can't even
hide it.
It's Monday, one of the days I hate the most. Yesterday was a very long day. I found my
uncle home, fuming with anger like he never allowed me to sleep at Nkele's place and my
man-made father gave me a lecture like I went to sleep at a guy's place. Okay, maybe I'm
lying, but I told Thabiso that I would be with my friends. He actually went to check and
found me gone. Guess what's my punishment? Doing house chores and laundry for month.
Someone please call social workers, I'm being abused here.
Pule: You should get to school early, Miss Party.
Me: Mara Rangwane? Keitse sorry mos. (But uncle, I've apologized)
Pule: Eat, Rorisang. I'm driving you to school today.
Me: You don't trust me anymore? You were the only person who trusted me the most in this
family, uncle. I just broke youre trust by just going to a party? Wowest.
I quickly finish up getting ready, and have my breakfast before following my uncle out. I
don't know who's going to attend his meetings and carry on with his work at the company
when he's here, being my chauffeur.
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Linda has been so ecstatic since that night. I don't know what happened, that made her so
much excited. She hugs me— which is a weird thing, but I hig her back.
Linda: How was your Saturday night at theee Mazibuko household?
Me: I'm still pure if that's what you're asking.
Linda: Oh?
Me: Yep, Smanga is not that kind of a guy that takes advantage of drunk girls.
Linda: Oh, well... I thought you guys connected.
Me: We connected, but not with our private parts.
I've long noticed that I have a hypocrite of a friend, and I have let that slide, but I decided to
be careful around her. Firstly, she said she didn't write a homework in a way of refusing me
to copy her. I got punished for that, and now she was all happy thinking I slept with
Smangaliso, but she's suddenly sad now that I told her nothing happened?
Me: I don't usually associate myself with hypocrites, and you seem to be one. Why?
Linda: What are you talking about?
Me: What do you want from me, Linda? Do you want me to be a failure or maybe laughing
stock?
Linda: No. Why are you saying that?
Me: Because you're fighting me alone. I don't know what you're fighting for, but you clearly
aren't my friend. I thought I could just keep shut and not say a word, but I'm not like that.
Linda: I don't know what you're talking about.
Me: Figure it out while staying away from me.
I sit down on my chair just after hanging my bag on it. I log into WhatsApp and reply to a
few messages, including Smangaliso's texts. Yes, I gave him my number, and we're honestly
just talking.
Nhlankanipho called me yesterday around 11 pm. Imagine! I didn't answer his call and
immediately blocked his number. I don't know what our relationship was anyway.
Whatever the encounter we had has ended, and I hope to never bump into him.
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NHLANKANIPHO
What occurred on Saturday night wasn't supposed to. Hr thought they had an agreement
with the Russians, but clearly, Russians wanted their stuff with a less price while they
bought them expensively.
His men apparently followed Nhlankanipho and Philani. They wanted to cause a havoc at
his little sister's party, and he had to make sure everyone was safe. Smangaliso kept them
safe as well, but they shot Nhla on his arm.
Dollface must've thought that he made a fool out of her. He called her there only to
disappear into a thin air. Worse, she saw him with Lungelo and must've probably thought
that he had disappeared with her. That was not the case.
She blocked Nhlankanipho's number, and he understands, but she can't do that without
hearing him out first. He had to keep them safe. He couldn't even call her because of all that
was happening not only in his life but in his businesses as well.
A man walks into his office as he is busy with paperwork. He's the one who was referred to
Nhlankanipho by Lusanda, his secretary. He sits down just after being permitted him to.
Nhla goes through his CV and immediately gets impressed. He has good qualifications and
can actually do more than what he's qualified for.
Nhlankanipho: Mkhuseli Biyela?
Mkhuseli: Yebo.
Nhlankanipho: You're actually good. Lalela neh, please leave this here, okay? I'll call you
once I've confirmed that the job I have in mind for you is still available.
Mkhuseli: How long should I wait, if I may ask?
Nhlankanipho: Just a few hours.
Mkhuseli: Ngiyabonga, ngibonga kakhulu.
Nhlankanipho: Don't thank me yet. You'll thank me after the interview— if you make it.
He smiles and nods. Nhlankanipho asked him a few questions before letting him go. He has
a Code 14 drivers license, meaning shipping the Wolves goods around the country wouldn't
be hard work for him.
Nhlankanipho gets back to work, and before he knew it, his alarm rang, reminding him that
he has to go to school and talk to Rorisang face to face. He likes her, and that's no a joke. He
has wronged her, that's why he needs to step up and take the blame.
He firstly pass by the flower shop and gets her a beautiful bouquet of flowers with a pack of
chocolates and sweets.
He went to school driving his Audi Q8 RS since they know his favorite car that he always
uses. He parks a little far from school and watches learners heading out of the yard while his
eyes searched for only one person, and she appears! Walking with a guy he doesn't
recognize while laughing.
Nhlankanipho grabs his phone and calls her using a different number. He watches her
stopping on her tracks and answering her phone after a few rings.
Rorisang: This is Rori G, hi.
Nhlankanipho: I parked by the side of the road. Do you mind coming down here?
Rorisang: Sorry, who's this?
She asked, turning to check the car parked on the side of the road. He can't believe Rorisang
just couldn't recognize his voice.
Nhlankanipho: Nana, it's Nhla.
Rorisang: You probably called the wrong number. I don't know anyone who goes by that
name.
Nhlankanipho: Dollface? Nana-
The call disconnected. He clenched his jaws, tightening his grip around the phone. He
watches her part ways with that guy after sharing a hug. He clicks his tongue and steps out
of the car, leaving the flowers and chocolates.
As he charged towards where she was standing, he recognized a familiar figure. Mkhuseli
Biyela, staring at his Dollface. His eyes shifted to Rorisang, and he saw that these two were
sharing a contact.
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MKHUSELI
His throat instantly became dry as soon as his eyes landed on her. She looks astonished, too,
to see him here. He did hear that she moved to a different city, but he couldn't think of her
brother's place because she always complained about how strict Thabiso is.
Rorisang: Mkhuseli, what are you doing here?
She snaps him out of his lost thoughts. Linda screams from behind and runs towards him
before throwing herself on him. Mkhuseli holds her in his arms, but his eyes not leaving
Rorisang.
Rorisang scoffed in disbelief before walking away.
Linda: Bhuti!? Kwenzejani?
Mkhuseli: Oh... it's nothing...
His eyes move with every step Rorisang takes. She hugs a hunk man whose back faced
Mkhuseli, and they both walk away to a black Audi.
Mkhuseli: Not so surprising.
He mumbles in disbelief. Maybe that's the father of her child. Rorisang has always liked
older men, but Mkhu didn't know she also liked rich men.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 12 (UNEDITED)
RORISANG
Being in this car wasn't actually my plan. I don't even know why I changed my direction
because of that liar, Mkhuseli. I can't believe he's dating Linda and even drove all the way
here just to see her. I must admit, Mkhuseli really did play me dirt. I wish I was indeed
pregnant with someone else's baby, so his heartbreak wouldn't just be a temporary thing.
Nx, he even has the nerve to look at me like that!
Nhlankanipho: Are you listening to me?
Me: Mm-yeah.
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang.
Me: Listen, Bhut'Nhla. I don't know what it is that we're doing here, honestly. You asked to
see me at the party, I came but you just disappeared like a view once picture. If your
girlfriend was going to be there, why did ask to see me?
Nhlankanipho: You're listening, but not hearing anything I'm saying. Lungelo isn't my
girlfriend. Why do you like shipping me with people? I just apologized and stated my
reasons why I did that, but clearly, you didn't hear a thing.
Me: What's the use? It has happened. Apologizing won't change a thing. You made a fool out
of me even after I told you politely that I don't party.
He can't justify what he did. Yes, I didn't hear what his reasons are, and I'm not aiming to
because if he had an emergency, he should've let me know. I sit up straight, facing him as he
just stared.
Me: You know I got a very harsh punishment because of going there? I promised my brother
to be back before 12 a.m, but I waited and waited, Nhla. Now I should clean the house and
do the laundry like I'm a housekeeper.
Nhlankanipho: Ngiyaxolisa MaGela.
MaGela? Do I look old in his eyes? Why on earth would he call me that?
Me: Nana sounds better.
I complain, with an irritated face. He lets out a chuckle, exposing his one deep dimple. How
can a man like him be so fine? His thick brows frowning snaps me out.
Nhlankanipho: You can drool all you want.
Me: What? Me? Drooling? I can never, bhuti wami. I decided to come and tell you to stop
calling or texting me. Besides you betraying me, I think it's best if we stop talking. You're
older than me and my friend's brother. There should be boundaries.
Nhlankanipho: I'm only 14 years older than you, and why does it matter if I'm Suko's
brother?
Me: You're 13 years older, but it's fine. What I'm trying to say is...
His cold hand goes under my chin, making me go on an eye contact contest with him. I don't
know what I was trying to say anymore. His eyes peirce right through mine. I wet my lips,
losing the contact and face down.
Nhlankanipho: I need you.
I shoot my head up, not getting what he means.
Me: Need me to do what? I can't. I decline before I even hear what you want to say. Last time
I listened to you, you betrayed me.
Nhlankanipho: I need you to be mine.
Me: I still decline... wait, what?
Nhlankanipho: Ngiyakfuna mina, Rori.
This is the first time he calls me Rori, and it sounds different, just like how he calls me with
my full name. Let the name calling alone, what is this Zulu man saying?
Nhlankanipho: Rorisang, ngikhuluma nawe.
Me: I hear you, Bhut'Nhla, but I don't understand.
Nhlankanipho: Can I take you out to make you understand?
Me: I'm grounded.
I can't believe I'm already considering to go out with him. I said you should warn me to
never listen to him, but I haven't gotten any warning so I'm going out with him. Nope, just
for food.
Nhlankanipho: We can make a plan.
Me: Like how I made a plan and you disappeared on me with your Lungelo?
Nhlankanipho: God! Are we going to keep talking about that? I apologized, Nana. Lungelo is
not mine, but you are.
Me: Huh?
His phone rang, disturbing our little chat. He took it out, and Lungelo name flashed on the
screen. I should've known! Nhlankanipho will always be Nhlankanipho. Why did I even
consider going out with him? Oh, because I wanted to understand what he meant by saying
he needs me to be his.
I try to open the door, but it's locked. I glance back at him. My uncle must be on his way to
pick me up since he took the decision of being my chauffeur for as long as he's here.
Me: Please open.
Nhlankanipho: It's not what you think, I promise you. She was shot the night Suko threw a
party, and I was the reason behind that. That's why I have her number.
Me: You don't need to explain. You're nothing, but my friend's brother and you can do
whatever you want. I just hate being made a fool because I never made anyone a fool, and I
don't intend to because I hate it when it's being done to me. So don't worry, you mean
nothing to me. Can I please go, now?
Nhlankanipho: We aren't done talking. Can I mean something to you?
Me: No. Please open, maybe your patient needs you to go and check on her since you're her
doctor.
I'm worked up, and only God knows why. His huge hands cup my face, and he leans over to
plant soft kiss on my forehead. Our eyes lock for a second.
Nhlankanipho: Are you calm now?
Me: Nhla...
Nhlankanipho: Please give me a chance.
Me: Why? I'm still immature. I once took your car, remember? I ran away instead of paying
you back for damaging your car. I live with a strict self-made father, and I don't think before
I speak. Why should I give you a chance?
All this time, he was looking at my lips. He slowly looked into my eyes just after I asked him
a question. Instead of answering, he leaned over and pecked my lips. My heart skipped a
beat and almost dropped. He looks into my eyes again and sucks my lower lip, inviting me
into a kiss.
I slowly shut my eyes, accepting his invitation. We shared a slow, passionate kiss, his hand
gently grabbing my waist while the other held my neck at the back.
He deepened the kiss, pulling my waist closer and our breath catching one another. I placed
my hand on his chest, holding his shirt.
He pulled back and brushed my bottom lip with his thumb, still staring at my eyes with his
face only a few inches apart.
Nhlankanipho: Maybe it's because I like that side of you.
He answers the question I don't remember asking. I'm still lost in the kiss we just shared,
and how he's a gentle, good kisser with hard hands, yet soft touch.
Me: Huh?
Nhlankanipho: Please, Nana.
Oh, now I remember what we were talking about. I looked back at his eyes.
Me: I... I can't.
Nhlankanipho: Rori...
Me: I haven't healed, Bhut'Nhla. I'm sorry, but they betrayed me and broke my heart. I'm
still trying to gain my trust in guys. I can't use you to forget him. I'm sorry.
He leans at the backseat and brings followers with chocolates and sweets.
Nhlankanipho: I noticed that you love sweets, so I decided to get you flowers and
chocolates.
Me: Where would I say I got them? I can't take them, I'm sorry.
Nhlankanipho: I can drop you off
Me: No, Please unlock the door. I'll be fine.
He sees the uncomfortable position I'm in and finally opens the door. I quickly stepped out,
rushing towards the school gate. As soon as I reached to the gate, my uncle's car appeared.
My heart is still beating fast, and I really can't hold myself. I've never felt anything like this. I
glance at his car before jumping inside my uncle's car.
Pule: Are we grumpy today?
Uncle drives past his car. I look through my open window only to meet his eyes. I quickly
look forward.
Pule: Rori!
Me: Uncle?
Pule: Kante ho etsahalang? Did you have a hectic day? (What's really going on?)
Me: No.
I had a hectic interaction with my friend's brother.
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LINDA
She arrived at the club around 7 pm. Her brother wasn't okay with her going out so late, but
he allowed her anyway. He can be strict, but Linda understands that he's just being
protective. She needed to get here ASAP and explain to Mr Khoza— Mr K, that's what they
call him here.
She hopes he's in since it's during the week. He's hardly seen here. Oh, there he comes,
looking at an iPad and going through it with his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows and
two buttons undone. He's fine but can never be finer than his brother.
Linda noticed how Nhla looked at Rori. It's really unfair that he never looked at her that way
when all she did was like him since she was doing grade 8. Linda was happy when he
disappeared with Lungelo. Yes, she would rather see him with any other girl, not her friend.
She wanted Nhla to look down on Rorisang. That's why she made Rori drink and go home
with Smangaliso. She admits that she's guilty and very wrong, but how would she be able to
handle seeing him happy with her friend?
Philani: Haibo, Linda?
Linda: Sawubona, Mr K.
Philani: This isn't your day. Is it?
Linda: No. I just needed to come and talk to you urgently.
Philani: Is it fine if we talk here? I'm in a little bit of a rush.
She's wearing her mask in case any of a teacher in their school would see them or any
learner from their school, so he must've recognized her by her mask.
Linda: Yes. I... I can't continue to work here anymore.
Philani: Oh? Is it because of a client? I can deal with him.
Linda: No. It's not. I know I've been working here for just a few weeks, but I think I need to
stop. My brother is back, and he's promised a job around here, so I won't be able to work
here while he's around.
Philani: You read the contract, right? So you must know what follows if you stop working.
She did, but she never thought she would quit. It's either she pays them all their money back
or she sleeps with the owner of the business. She doesn't know who that is, but she has no
choice but to sleep with him since she doesn't have money.
Linda: Yes, I read the contract.
Philani: So will you back back the money?
Linda: I don't have it now.
Philani: But you're quiting now.
Linda: I'll take the second term.
Philani: See why I warned you about this job? I'll let Khoza-Wolf know about this so he can
be ready.
Khoza-Wolf? She has heard that name before, but where? Philani walks away as she's
thinking deeply about this name. Right! She has heard it from Sukoluhle. Khoza-Wolf is the
elder brother. Does this mean... oh my word! She screams unexpectedly before pulling
herself together.
As she walked to the exit door, she bumped into someone whose fragrance smelled familiar.
She looked up, there stood Mkhuseli — her brother, with Nhla.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 13
MKHUSELI
He's nervous. Mkhuseli only thought the interview would be taking place at the
company, but here they are— in the club and having drinks. He happened to bump into
a masked girl who slightly felt like his little sister, but he let that slide.
Mkhuseli: I'm sorry, what?
Nhlankanipho: You can drive trucks around the country, right? That's what your CV
said.
Mkhuseli: Yes, but I never went out of the country.
Nhlankanipho: There's always the first time for everything.
Mkhuseli: I don't have a passport.
Nhlankanipho: That can be arranged. What I'm asking is, will you be able to do it?
Mkhuseli: I... may I ask, what will I be transporting?
He can't just agree to that. What if this man exports young girls to other countries in
exchange for money? He can't be involved in human trafficking and risks his life like
that. He has a mother and little to think of and a wife back in Durban with a kid.
Nhlankanipho: Coke, Meth and Heroin.
Mkhuseli: Aren't those... drugs?
Nhlankanipho: Yes, they are.
Mkhuseli: I would be risking my life, sir, I can't.
He disagrees whilst shaking his head. Mkhuseli did very good research on the Khoza
brothers. They own businesses, and they're the most well-known Mafia men. He saw the
company running well and thought that he could get a job around the company, not
what he's being offered.
Nhlankanipho: Risking your life? Aren't you a man?
Mkhuseli: I'm a man with responsibilities, Mr Khoza. I have a family that relies on me. I
can't risk my life and go to jail.
Nhlankanipho: Who said anything about jail?
Mkhuseli: That business is illegal.
He no longer wants to be here. His mother would even be disappointed that the
interview he was talking about was at the club over drinks, and it's actually an illegal
job.
Nhlankanipho: Yes, it's illegal, and so what? You'll earn it. The salary you got per year in
your previous job will be your monthly salary. Will you let that slip out of your hands
because of playing an innocent card? This is life, Mkhuseli.
Mkhuseli: I'll look for another job. Thank you, sir.
Nhlankanipho: The position will be waiting for you in case you decide to take it. Here's
my business card, my secretary will call you for an interview once you've made your
decision.
Nhlankanipho gulped down his whiskey and left him there in deep thoughts. He used to
earn a lot per month, well, at least that's what he thought, but getting that salary
multiplied by 12 per month? It's a lot.
He orders another drink while trying to wrap his head around this offer. He can already
think of the happiness his mother will have once he buys her a better house. Linda likes
expensive clothes since her best friend wears them, and she would like to be spoiled
too. His wife will be happy to move to this city and stay at a better house with a hard-
working husband. But the question is, will he risk his life like that to satisfy his family?
Girls walking in the club pull him back from his thoughts. One of them sends him a
picture of Rorisang in his head. She just has the body and skin tone like Rorisang's.
What he saw back then shuttered his heart. He only thought Rorisang liked him, well,
loved him.
A message beeps on his phone from Nomkhitha, his wife. She begs him to call urgently
and lets him know that'd it's urgent.
Mkhuseli gulped his drink and pays before walking out. He stands a little far from the
music playing.
Mkhuseli: Sthandwa sami.
Nomkhitha: Mkhu, it's Simthembile. He was struggling to breathe. I took him to the
clinic, but they say he needs to be at the hospital. We have no money to get him
admitted.
Mkhuseli's heart went from beating normal, accelerating.
Mkhuseli: Where are you guys now?
Nomkhitha: Still at the clinic. They can't transfer him because we have to pay first. I'm
panicking, mnyen wam, what if he...
Mkhuseli: No, Sthandwa sami, don't say that. I'll make a plan, okay? I'll make a plan.
He's now also panicking. As soon as they disconnected the call, he let out a shaky sigh.
Maybe this was a sign that he needed to take that risky job.
He sees Nhla walking towards his car with his hands buried in his pockets.
Nhlankanipho's serious face and tone scare him. He knows that's how Mafians were
described in Google, but now that he has to face him, it's scary. That's probably one of
the reasons he was nervous around him.
He walks behind him and calls him out before he can get inside the car.
Mkhuseli: I would like to take the job.
Nhlankanipho: (raises eyebrow) That was fast. Like I said, contact my secretary
tomorrow so she can squeeze you in for an interview.
Mkhuseli: I will do that, sir. Can I... please get half of the salary?
Nhlankanipho: What? You haven't even gone for an interview.
Mkhuseli: Please, or else my son will lose his life. He has asthma, and it suddenly has
acted up. Please, I'm begging you.
Nhlankanipho checks time on his watch and sighs.
Nhlankanipho: Send me the hospital details, I'll settle the bill, but remember this, you
owe me.
Mkhuseli: Thank you so much, sir.
Nhlankanipho glances at him once and gets in his car before driving off. Mkhuseli didn't
waste time but quickly saved the contact details on the business card he was given and
sent the hospital details that he would like his son to be admitted at.
Mkhuseli: The bill will be settled soon. Prepare him.
Mkhu says over the phone to his wife.
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RORISANG
It's school again. Can it be next year around December already? I just can't wait to see
myself of this clothes— school uniform. I suddenly get irritated when I think of coming
to this school. Nkele, my best friend, said I'm being bewitched, and I think that's true.
No, it's not true. People like Linda are the reason why a person gets irritated when
coming to school. I slightly push her from me. I don't know why she pretends like we're
still friends. I'm friends with her best friend, and nothing more.
Linda: What did I do, kodwa Rori?
Me: You seem happy, so to keep that mood, please leave me alone.
Linda: Okay, I'm sorry.
Me: I'm never gonna be friends with you, Linda, and that's it.
I did my little research yesterday. Linda Biyela, a little sister of my ex-boyfriend,
Mkhuseli Biyela. Why didn't I think of this? I thought Linda was another girlfriend of
Mkhuseli.
I rush up to Lloyd, leaving Linda standing all alone there. Lloyd is forever busy
whenever he's in school premises. It's like he gets paid for whatever he's doing.
Lloyd: Hey, Mrs Bentley.
Me: Lloyd! Why would you call me that?
Lloyd: Because you're forever talking about Mr Bentley. It's like you're in love with him.
Me: I'm not!
Lloyd: What's the snapping for then?
Me: Sorry. He asked me out yesterday.
He stops whatever he's doing and glares at me, anticipation eating him inside as he
waits to hear what my answer is.
Me: I refused.
Lloyd: Why? You obviously like this guy!
Me: I thought I did, but no. I like his Bentley.
Lloyd: What was your reason behind the rejection?
Me: I can't make him a rebound. That one is an honest truth. I can't use him to get over
that betrayer.
Lloyd: I hear you, but when will you heal and move on? Mr Bentley would've long
moved on to another girl.
Me: If he really likes me, he'll wait.
Lloyd isn't helping. Not like I needed him to help me, but he should've said something
much better.
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Sukoluhle is a sweetheart, and we connect so well. Maybe that's why Linda acts like this
towards me. She thinks I'll take her best friend away from her, not understanding that
Luhle and I have a lot in common. I might end up being her sister-in-law— kidding! But
we do have a connection, I just won't be hanging out with her because she's with a
hypocrite.
I put my earpods on and listened to Sannere, don't judge me, that's my music taste.
Meeting that Sotho man would literally be a dream come true. Well, I also have other
favorite artists.
As I walked out of class, I saw Luhle with Linda on their way back from getting
something to eat. She was holding a paper bag of Stadium Inn, talk about rich kids, huh?
I know she'll be eating something fancier today, but why must she smile like people are
singing a happy birthday song to her and she just doesn't know what to do other than
smiling?
Sukoluhle: Rori!
Lord, is she going to brag now? I sigh and smile at her. She's a sweetheart, and I really
can't help it.
Sukoluhle: Here.
She's smiling. Can she just stop! Yes, she has a pretty smile, but she shouldn't keep
smiling like she sells her smile.
Me: Oh, I was on my way to get myself a bunny chow, but I wouldn't choose to spend my
money and refuse this. Well, who would choose bunny chow over Stadium Inn?
Sukoluhle: (laughs) You're so funny, do you know that?
She's also carrying a small gift bag. Awww, must be from her boyfriend. Come to think of
it, she never said anything about her dating. Is this a new ship? She must remember that
tea start off being hot.
Sukoluhle: This is for you. I took it and signed because you're my friend.
Me: For me?
Sukoluhle: Yes. Linda wanted us to read the note, but that would be disrespectful, so will
you tell us who's the lucky guy?
She sounds so ecstatic, like she's the one who just got the gift. I might have an idea who
sent these, but I wouldn't tell a soul besides Lloyd.
"Here's something to eat, Nana. I hope you'll also like the gift. Ube nosuku oluhle
njengawe.
Your man"
I try to hide my smile, but I completely fail. Sukoluhle giggles, hitting my shoulder
playfully. She really got a hand this one.
Me: What does "Ube nosuku oluhle njengawe" mean?
Sukoluhle: He said that!? Oh my God, I'd faint. So, it means "have the same beautiful day
as you."
I face down, trying to check what's the gift is, but it's in the box. If I was light skinned,
my face would be red like a tomato.
Sukoluhle: Linda! Look at her blushing!
Linda: Yeah, so who is it, Rori?
Me: Secret admirer.
I take a turn before I blush even more in front of them. Nhlankanipho Khoza, come and
take this virginity already!
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NHLANKANIPHO
Philani went to see him at the office during the break. He found him smiling with his
phone, looking at the texts Rorisang sent him.
Philani: Nhlankanipho Khoza is smiling? If this isn't bad luck, then I don't know. Nhla?
Nhlankanipho: Mhh?
Philani: Aii mahn! I'll have to go back to work. Did you hear what I just said?
Nhlankanipho: No, what was it?
Philani: There's a girl who's quitting. She's under 18.
Nhla looks up at Philani. He knows exactly what that means— he'll have to sleep with
her.
Nhlankanipho: I have my eyes on someone, Lani. I can't jeopardize the chances of being
with her. I can no longer do that.
Not like there were any girls who had left this job. He used to mark his targets and
would fvck them, not prostitutes.
Nhlankanipho: How many men have fvcked her? I can't.
Philani: This is part of the contract, Nhlankanipho.
Nhlankanipho: Don't you think I know that?
Philani: So be ready. Linda will be waiting.
Nhlankanipho: Linda? The very same Linda you told me about? Suko's friend?
Philani: Yes.
Nhlankanipho: Fvck, no!
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 14 (UNEDITED)
SUKOLUHLE
She closes the door behind her, smiling at what's in front of her. Lloyd is busy writing down
something on a school record book. She charges towards him and hugs him around his neck
from behind before kissing his neck.
Lloyd: (groans) Hey, babe.
Sukoluhle: You seem busy. I can come back after school.
Lloyd: I can never be busy for you.
Sukoluhle: Like how you're never busy for Rori.
He pushes his moving chair back and pulls Suko to his lap. Sukoluhle wraps her hands
around him, facing down. She doesn't know why she gets so nervous and all shy around her
boyfriend of two years.
Lloyd: What do you mean by that?
Sukoluhle: You're...
Lloyd: Look at me.
Sukoluhle: (looks up) You're so close with her. I'm sure you probably know her secret
admirer.
Lloyd: Babe, tell me. How long has Rori been in this school?
Sukoluhle: (frowns) A few weeks.
Lloyd: But already she's known by almost everyone at this school. I saw her walking with a
physics teacher, talking to him like they're best friends, and that time Rori doesn't even do
physics. My love, what I'm trying to say is, Rori is talkative and funny. She knows that I'm a
school president and found someone she could trust with what's in her heart and mind.
Sukoluhle blushes. She trusts Llyod and Rorisang as well. All she wanted to find out was
Rori's secret admirer. She realized that Rorisang didn't trust both her and Linda with her
secrets.
Sukoluhle: So you know her man?
Lloyd: I know we're used to gossip but not with someone's secrets, babe. You know I don't
do that.
Sukoluhle: You like her.
Lloyd: I like every learner who attends this school.
Sukoluhle: Is that why you're keeping us a secret?
Lloyd: What? I'm not keeping you a secret, my love. There's a difference between a secret
relationship and a private relationship. They all know that I have a girlfriend, and that
girlfriend is a beautiful brown skin with a beautiful body and that she attends school here.
They just don't know your face. Can you believe they think I'm dating Rori?
Sukoluhle: Yes, because you're always with her. You have a kind heart, yes, but you laugh
with her and not with any other girl in this school.
Lloyd: Who wouldn't laugh with Rorisang, babe? She's effortlessly funny.
Sukoluhle trusts her boyfriend, and she can see that Lloyd is not really Rorisang's type, but
who wouldn't be jealous to see her man laughing and smiling with other girls? Lloyd kisses
her cheek.
Lloyd: Babe, Rori shouldn't be a threat to you. She's your friend.
Sukoluhle: I know, Lloyd, I just can't help it.
Lloyd: Look at me. I understand, you're just a girl, and it's okay to be jealous. But I love you,
baby, I only love you. They're bullying Rorisang already, thinking she's my girlfriend, so you
can imagine what they'll do to you. This will even reach your brother's ears, and you know
how they will react. I can't risk that.
Sukoluhle: I understand, my person.
She let out a shy smile. She loves him so much, and when he's being like this, she feels a knot
in her tummy that sends shyness on her face.
Sukoluhle: I love you too.
They share a kiss. Lloyd's hand grabbed her waist closer, deepening the kiss and expressing
how much he only loves her. Luhle quickly pulled out, feeling Lloyd's hand getting under
her skirt.
Sukoluhle: I... we can't...
Lloyd: (in a low voice) We're just kissing baby.
Sukoluhle: You know I have to wait to turn 21, right?
Lloyd: And I'll wait for you.
He pulls her for a rushed, passionate kiss again, forgetting that the door isn't locked.
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RORISANG
Nhla got me a very beautiful bracelet with earrings. I couldn't refuse them like I refused to
take those beautiful flowers with me. I don't know if he's trying to charm me, but what I'm
sure of is that he's winning. I never got a boyfriend who got me anything, instead I was a
provider, and now it feels so good to get something from a man who claims to need me in
his life. Nkele was right, a providing man is everything.
Like I thought, he's here, but Sukoluhle has seen him before I could. Linda stands beside me,
smiling like a retard.
Linda: You like him, and can't even hide it.
Me: Linda.
Linda: He's going to hurt you.
Me: And o kena kae wena moo? (How's that your business?)
Linda: I can't catch that, unfortunately, but anyway, good luck!
Me: Aren't you worried about the competition?
There's a competition for arts and design learners that was proposed to us. You draw any
outfit you would like to be designed and the winner gets to see the most well-known
designers and gets a weekend vacation.
Linda: Why would I be worried about something I have a calling for? I was born for that. I've
always been a top student in art and I'll obviously win.
Me: Congratulations in advance. Look, your brother is here.
Linda: What? Wait, how did you know my brother?
Me: We used to play around.
Linda: He has a wife! Mkhuseli is not Nhlankanipho, Rorisang and you better stay away from
him!
Me: I long stayed away. He...
"Girls."
The nerve to even greet me! He seemed to forget that he lied to me. I know I did, too, but I
was under my uncle's influence. I loved this man. Heck, I think I still do. He's a struggling
man, but he's also caring and... handsome.
Mkhuseli: Rori...
He holds my arm back as I'm about to leave. He still has a gentle touch. Linda looks like she's
going to bust soon.
Mkhuseli: Linda, go wait in the car.
Me: Mkhuseli...
Mkhuseli: Linda, ngiyakhuluma awuzwanga yini?
Linda: Ngikzwile bhuti.
She says and slowly walks to Mkhuseli's car.
Mkhuseli: You're not pregnant, are you?
Me: Mkhuseli...
Mkhuseli: Why would you lie like that?
Me: You lied to me too.
Mkhuseli: We need to talk. Are you free on weekend?
I wet my lips, looking at his hand holding mine.
Me: You have a wife.
Mkhuseli: Rori...
Me: And kids! Mkhuseli.
Mkhuseli: We can talk about that, sitted down, Rorisang.
Me: No, I...
My phone beeped a message from Nhlankanipho, "Is he bothering you?"
Didn't he leave? What is he still waiting for? His little sister had long got in his car.
Me: My uncle is on his way to get me, Mkhu. Can you please leave?
I step back, swallowing.
Me: We're done. Please leave me alone.
Nhlankanipho has already stepped out of his car, and he's walking towards us. I should've
responded to his text.

DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 15 (SHORT AND UNEDITED)
RORISANG
I quickly walked towards him before he could get to us. I don't want unnecessary
attention. These learners always have their phones in their hands, and posting such are
part of their daily bread. I fake my smile, reaching for the hand that went behind my
waist.
Me: What are you doing, Nhla?
Nhlankanipho: You looked uncomfortable, so I had to come and hear what he wants
from you. Uright kodwa?
This man likes touching me! I move his hand away from my cheek before someone takes
a photo of us.
Me: O yenzani?
Nhlankanipho: (laughs softly) Usuyakhuluma manje?
Me: Akere you no longer understand English. I don't why are Zulu men so stubborn.
What are you doing?
Nhlankanipho: That guy looked familiar, who was it?
Me: No one important, just an idiot I thought was a man.
Thinking of Mkhuseli makes me nauseous. I just want to vomit nje when I think of him
and the things I used to do thinking he was a man.
Nhlankanipho: That guy looked older than you.
Me: He did, but his brain is younger, trust me. Kante o batlang mo, Nhla? You'll raise
suspensions.
Nhlankanipho: What suspensions? You think I want you so I can hide you?
Me: What will Sukoluhle think?
Nhlankanipho: I'm her brother, not someone she should question. I need to know if
you're okay, Nana.
He holds my hand. This guy doesn't listen. I just nod because my voice decided to betray
me and disappeared out of nowhere. His other hand brushes my chin, making me look
up from his chest to his face.
Nhlankanipho: Words, Nana.
Me: I'm okay.
Nhlankanipho: Ngizoklinda, uyezwa? I will wait for you to heal. Ungowami wena, ngeke
ngikyekele nje.
Me: Okay.
I whispered, trying not to smile. Yep, my voice has disappeared again. Trust no one and
trust nothing because here is my own voice betraying me. He makes me face him again
and say nothing other than brushing my lower lip while looking all over my face,
searching for something only he knows. What a fine man.
Nhlankanipho: You're so beautiful. Who would hurt such a beautiful doll?
Me: Thank you.
I also can't believe I was played. A frown forms on his face.
Nhlankanipho: A 16 year old with a heartbreak?
Me: I'll be 17 soon.
I correct him. I don't know why I always have to correct people about my age. I know I
haven't turned 17, but it's another year, good people, meaning I'm already a year older.
Me: Was I supposed to date at 30?
Nhlankanipho: No, I was supposed to be your first love.
Me: Awwwn, are you already jealous?
"Bhuti?"
A familiar voice rings in my head. I brush it off and play with Nhlankanipho's shirt
button. He's always in black, and hell, it looks so good on him. He bites his lip, smirking.
Nhlankanipho: What do I do when you're this pretty?
"Bhut'Nhla!"
There goes that familiar voice again, but now it makes me blink twice and snap me out
of my own world. Oh, it's Sukoluhle. I quickly step away from Nhlankanipho. Looks like
we were focused too much on our own thoughts, forgetting that the real world exists
and in the real world there's my uncle who's standing next to Sukoluhle, already giving
me given up vibes.
Me: Rangwane...
Pule: O etsang le ngwanaka Wolf? (What are you doing with my child, Wolf?)
Nhlankanipho: Oh, sawubona Gela omkhulu.
He greets like he knows my uncle from years back. They exchanged looks I couldn't read
before my uncle glanced at me.
Pule: In the car wena, now.
I quickly walk to the car with a tail between my legs. Sukoluhle is also giving me glares
like I stole her man. She shouldn't dare because I never asked her brother to come after
me, and I didn't ask God to make Nhla so attractive that I can't even resist him.
My uncle came after me after a few minutes. I already have a lie in my head that he will
definitely believe. He gets in the car and starts his car.
Me: (fakes chuckle) Uncle, It's not what you think honestly. Bhut'Nhla was...
Pule: Who was harassing you?
Me: Huh?
Pule: Who was harassing you that made Nhlankanipho come in your rescue?
Me: Oh...
What a better liar he is. I was actually going to say something that didn't make sense,
and it would've bite me so bad.
Me: It was... some guy... a phara.
I can't sell Mkhuseli now. No, wait, why am I even protecting him? That mother fvcker
betrayed me.
Pule: I'm sorry, I should've come sooner.
Me: It's okay.
Pule: But that doesn't mean Nhlankanipho should touch you like that.
Me: He was checking if I wasn't hurt.
Pule: That's what he said.
Match from the heaven! How are we so good at lying and even picking up the same lie?
Yep, now I'm certain that he's my match. I smiled, glancing outside the window.
Pule: But I have to warn you to stay away from him. Yes, he saved you from that phara,
but that doesn't mean you should be friends. Listen to me this time, Rorisang, and stay
away.
Why would he bust my bubble like this? I just nod and look out the window.
Nhlankanipho's fragrance is left on me, and I can't help but blush.
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 16
NHLAKANIPHO
His little sister is giving him silent treatment like he did something wrong. He's not
going to explain to her about his own feelings for Dollface. He wasn't there to pick Suko
up because she has her own personal chauffeur. She just happened to see his car and
came without being called, so she witnessed whatever she did on her own.
Nhlakanipho parks his car on the driveway at their parents' house. He hears a scoff from
Sukoluhle as he's about to step out. He looks at her with a frown.
Sukoluhle: I'm not a kid, you know?
Nhlakanipho: You're a kid to me.
Sukoluhle: As much as Rorisang, Bhut'Nhla!
Nhlakanipho: Who are you shouting at? Angiyena umngane wakho mina, Sukoluhle.
Sukoluhle: You're not, but acting like my agemate! Rorisang is 16! 16, Bhut'Nhla and
how old are you? 30! A grown man with a teenager? Aren't you scared of getting
arrested because you're now a pedophile?
Nhlakanipho clenched his jaws as his eyes darkened and shot glares at Sukoluhle. No
one gets to raise their voices at him, not even his father, so who does this little girl think
she is?
Sukoluhle: I'm not an idiot, Bhut'Nhlakanipho! I saw what was going on between you
two! I don't believe what you said to her uncle. What would Linda's brother possibly do
to her!?
Nhlakanipho: Sukoluhle.
He warns, his voice low, but firm. Suko finally snapped out of her furious self and
swallowed.
Nhlakanipho: Dare raise your voice at me, again, I swear I'll forget that I'm your blood
brother. I'm not your age mate, and I answer to no one about my personal life,
uyangizwa? Nxx.
Sukoluhle steps out of the car and bangs the door behind her. Nhla clicks his tongue and
follows after her. He should get back to work, but he just can't leave without seeing his
mother.
Nhlakanipho: Ma wami.
Kedibone: Why is your sister mad? She didn't even greet me.
Nhlakanipho: Mood swings, I guess. I'll talk to her.
Kedibone: Please do. You know you're the only one who can. I cooked your favorite for
lunch. Would you take some to work?
Nhlakanipho: Yebo Ma. Unjani kodwa queen yami?
Kedibone: Keng, why are you so jolly? Should I expect a daughter-in-law soon?
"Yes, mom. A daughter-in-law who is the same age as mine."
Sukoluhle answers the question she wasn't asked, taking her bottle water out of the
fridge. Nhla swears to not give her her allowance for two months. That's a lesson to
never run her loose mouth like this.
Kedibone: 16 year old?
Sukoluhle: Yes, and a Sotho girl. He probably wants to be Dad.
Nhlakanipho: Sukoluhle! Yini kanti ngawe? Were you always like this? Because if so, I'm
going to beat that cheeky attitude out of you.
Kedibone: Is that true, Nipho?
Nhlakanipho: Ma, since when is helping out a girl a sin in this house? Yazin, I'm no
longer waiting for food, I'm going back to the office.
He walks a few steps and stops, turning to Sukoluhle.
Nhlakanipho: Let me hear that Rorisang was harassed and humiliated by you, uzongazi
kahle. (You'll know me well)
He clicks his tongue and walks out to his car. A text came through his phone from Nana,
"Thanks for backing me up. I owe you one." That sends a smile on his face, lowering his
anger.
He reverses his car, calling her, and she picks up in a second.
Rorisang: Hey, are you okay?
Her little worry warms his heart, and her soft voice sends a grin on his face.
Nhlakanipho: Yes, dollface.
Rorisang: I thought Luhle gave you a hard time. I know us, girls, can be dramatic. We can
overreact.
Nhlakanipho: I know. So, you say you owe me one, huh?
Rorisang: Why do you like being owed? You're so greedy.
Nhlakanipho: Well, those were your words, not mine. I'll hold on to that, though.
Rorisang: I know, You're Nhlakanipho Khoza, after all. The man who owns a Bentley that
I bumped into.
He chuckles, wondering what if they never met and Rori never actually bumped into his
car. He has never smiled with strangers ever since he was given the Mafian title. He
doesn't know how Rorisang does it, but she actually brings a smile on his face.
Rorisang: Did you catch that, Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: No, what were you saying?
Rorisang: I was saying you're a better liar.
Nhlakanipho: When it's necessary, not when I'm running away from my debts.
Rorisang: Are you actually mocking me right now?
Nhlakanipho: Am I winning?
He parks his car at the underground parking lot of his company and steps out. He can
hear Rorisang sulking and talking a lot, but his mind is focused on her sweet voice that
forms a smile on his face.
Rorisang: I see you want me to take your Bentley again.
Nhlakanipho: You're so obsessed with that car.
Rorisang: Who wouldn't? Mamela Nhla, we'll talk. My brother is calling me.
Nhlakanipho: So 'we'll talk'?
Rorisang: Yes, unless you'll be busy.
Nhlakanipho: I can never be busy for you.
The call gets disconnected. He wipes off his smile as soon as he gets through the
company entrance. He steps inside, his face up straight, and jaws clenched.
Lusanda: Sir.
Nhlakanipho: Lusanda, how's my schedule from now on?
He asks, barging in his office as Lusanda rushes behind him, updating him about his
upcoming meetings and conference calls.
Lusanda: You missed a conference call with Mr Joel. He was fuming, saying you make
people sound desperate to work with you.
Nhlakanipho: Anything else?
Lusanda: A gift box came through in your name.
Nhlakanipho: What could it be? You may leave.
He opens a small box and checks inside with anticipation. It's an envelope with a light
weight. Only if it was money, he would've...
A frown forms on his face. It's pictures of him and Rorisang from the second time they
met at their school to this day. Someone must be after him, but who hell would risk their
lives like this?
"So she's a newbie that caught your heart?"
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RORISANG
I know I'm beautiful, and I have a body to die for, but the stares I'm getting now are
really making me feel like someone leaked my səx tape. My confidence should be
dropping, but it's actually on a very high level. I don't know if it's because I love
attention or I feel prettier today.
Sukoluhle would be spilling the beans and be all jolly, telling me what is going on, but
she woke up on the wrong side today. She's so grumpy.
Sukoluhle: I'm sure you're enjoying the attention since you're the seeker.
Me: Of course, attention seekers enjoy unnecessary attention, but I can tell this one is
necessary. Did I win something?
Sukoluhle: My brother's dic, yes.
Me: Haww? How can you easily spit that out, Luhle? Bhut'Nhla is older than you.
I'm offended. That man doesn't deserve to be disrespected irregardless of her relation
with him.
Sukoluhle: So is he older than you! For a moment, I thought you were after Lloyd, but
my brother, Rorisang?
Me: Should I apologize for attracting your brother? Sorry, Sis Luhle, but I didn't ask to
have a dollface.
I walk past her, bump my arm against hers and head to my class. Linda will die young,
good people. She's fuming, kante what have I done? Only Llyod will update me.
Linda flashes her android phone on my face. Now that I see it, it's the same phone I
bought Mkhuseli, and he came to me a week later saying they robbed him a phone. I
remember buying Samsung A14 for him, and this is exactly A14.
Linda: Did you see that? It's trending.
I didn't see anything. I was focused on the android I bought with my monthly allowance.
Who knows, the money I sponsored her brother with bought this uniform she's wearing.
Me: What was that?
She shows me again. It's a picture of Nhla and I. Whoever took this picture deserves an
award for being the photographer of the year. Awwwn, I wasn't aware we looked so
good together. I love our heights! He's a tall man— a fine tall man.
Linda: You're smiling, really?
Me: Please send me that picture, I need to frame it.
Eish, I was about to ask her to airdrop it, so it wouldn't ruin the quality, but I forgot she
uses android— an android that I bought! Yazi Mkhuseli is such an arse!
Linda: You're not serious, Rorisang. You're trending in the school group.
Awunamahloni!
Me: Your brother was harassing me, and Bhut'Nhla came to my rescue. Was I supposed
to run away from help?
Linda: He's touching you!
Me: So? He was checking if your brother didn't do any harm on my dollface. What's
wrong with that? I don't even know why I'm explaining myself.
Linda: You want Sukoluhle's brother and boyfriend? Yes, we saw how you were acting
around Lloyd.
Lloyd? Luhle is dating Lloyd? Why am I not aware of that? I know Lloyd's sugar mama,
not Luhle, as a girlfriend. I make a mental note to ask him, but for now...
Me: Please send me that picture.
I wipe my seat before hanging my bag on it. What I'm grateful for is that they don't
know Nhla is Suko's brother, rather than her chauffeur. At least there's no more drama.
Linda: You're dating him?
She's now calm, but I can see how broken she is. Poor her. Maybe if she had a dollface,
Nhla wouldn't take her as his little sister.
Me: Are you taking a relationship register?
Linda: What?
Me: Bring it up so I can sign since you're now a prefect of relationships.
Linda: Rorisang!
Me: Don't forget to send the picture.
I put on my earpods and listen to music with a very high volume.
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 17
RORISANG
What a long week I had. Anyways I'm Rori G, and I can handle anything and anyone who
think they have a free entrance to get into my life and play on my head. Linda is still on my
neck, I think it's high time she finds out who actually sponsored her little lifestyle.
Sukoluhle is a sweetheart, but I don't know why she's acting like b!tch now and going after
what Linda says. She's way too prettier to act like how she has been acting towards me. She
has to get used to me because I'm her brother's breath, his can't live without so, I'll end up
as her sister-in-law at the end of the day.
Thabiso: You're still grounded, Rori. Just because Uncle left, it doesn't mean you're off the
hook.
Me: Mara I need to practice. Remember the competition I told you about? I need to practice
and win.
Thabiso: Why don't they come here instead? You have your own painting room where you
can draw, paint, and sew.
Me: Sukoluhle has a better room.
I can't believe I've run out of lies to come up with so I can show up at the date I have with
Nhla. My brother sighs, taking his car keys.
Thabiso: I'll drop you off.
Me: You have paperwork to focus on. Bhuti wami, why don't you just...
Thabiso: I'm dropping you off, Rorisang.
Yep, that's the result of being troublesome. I'm no longer trustworthy in this family.
Me: Let me go bring my bag.
Thabiso: What bag?
I disappeared to my room and bought a bag that had my toiletries and the outfit I picked for
the date. Thankfully, he doesn't ask any further questions or asks to see what's inside my
bag. He bought my story, well I agree, I can be a better liar.
He drove me up to Lloyd's house. He's my only backup since Sukoluhle is suddenly turning
into being my enemy.
Thabiso: I need to talk to her parents, Rori.
Me: Mara Thabiso! Do you think that's necessary? You will appear as a weird,
overprotective brother. Why do you want to embarrass me like this?
A car parked behind us. Praise the Lord! A girl, who I believe is Lloyd's sister, stepped out of
that car and walked to ours as we both met her halfway.
"How can I help you?"
Three seconds passed without my brother responding. I glanced at him, and the man was
staring and drooling over the woman who stood in front of us.
Me: Oh, hi... friend.
She frowned in confusion. I quickly winked at her, and surprisingly, she came on board and
became my sudden friend.
Me: Here she is, keh, Abuti. Thabiso!
Thabiso: Huh? Oh, hi. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming because only gorgeous
women like you exist in dreams.
I guess he doesn't see my beauty. Maybe he experiences nightmares when I appear in his
dreams because what line was that? I can't believe a girl is also smitten by that line. Kante,
why are you, girls, so weak? I'm not a weak girl.
Thabiso: I guess my sister is in good hands, and I don't really have to meet the parents. Here
are my numbers in case something happens.
He says, giving out his business card. Now it's like I'm watching a live movie at the theater.
He smiled and winked before jumping back in his car.
Me: Uhm, hello!?
She's still staring at the corner where my brother's car disappeared. I don't believe in love
at first sight, but I do believe in lust at first sight. She just wants my brother to grab her
against the wall and fill her up with his semen.
Me: Hi. Uhm, thank you for backing me up. Are you Lloyd's sister?
"Lloyd's sister? Oh, uhm... yes. Come in, please."
She looks back again and opens the gate for me before heading back to her car and slowly
drives in.
Lloyd is already waiting for me outside, shirtless.
Me: I hope your parents won't mind me.
Lloyd: Parents? This is my woman's house, not my parents' house.
Me: Oh, then what is your sister doing here?
Lloyd: Sister? Oh, that's Imani, my woman, not my sister.
Wait, what? What on earth is going on here? Llyod is cheating on Sukoluhle with that
woman, and now the woman is saying she's his sister after eyeing my brother? A lot is going
on, but I'll fully focus on that when I come back from my date. It's not an official date, I'm
just paying my debts.
Imani: Lee, I didn't know you had a girlfriend.
Lloyd: What? No, baby, she's my friend, Rorisang.
Imani: What is she doing here?
Me: Please don't fight because of me. I just came to change into my outfit and step out of
here.
Lloyd leads the way inside. I pull Imani back and whispered.
Me: You'll cover for me when my brother asks for me, right?
Imani: Rorisang...
Me: I'll make sure he grabs what you want him to grab.
Imani: Rorisang!
She playfully pushes my shoulder, giggling. I blame our family genes. We're hot in our family
even though he doesn't see my beauty when he sees other women.
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I'm in my silk midi-length skirt with my sleeveless cropped top and a two inch heel. I'm not
a fan of heels, but I can wear them. My braids are styled and tied into a bun with laid edges.
Me: Thank you.
I say to Nhlakanipho just after he pulled a chair for me. I'm suddenly nervous, and him
looking so good for this date makes my heart melt. He's a very fine man.
Me: I love the deco. It's beautiful.
Nhlakanipho: Not as beautiful as you look.
Me: (blushes) Thank you.
Nhlakanipho: No, thank you for making time and actually risking to come and spend time
with me.
Me: You deserve it after being a caring man.
Nhlakanipho: I'm no longer greedy?
Me: You'll be greedy if you make me pay for this date.
I know I said I'm paying my debts, but my presence is the price. He should be a man and pay
for the date.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry about the scandal that I put you in at school.
Me: Scandal? I love drama. I enjoyed every moment of it, and besides, did you see how good
our trending picture looked?
Nhlakanipho: What? (laughs) Rori, how are you like this?
Me: Honestly, we looked like a power couple. No wonder the school went crazy.
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) It's funny how I'm in love with such a character.
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The interview went well, and he passed. His mother is happy, and so is his wife, but what
they don't know is the position that he's offered. Mkhu just hopes God and the Biyela
ancestors will protect him from this one.
What added to his worries was owing a Mafia. He has already asked him to pay the price by
sleeping with a prost!tute in Nhla's place. A prostitute that is quitting this job. He doesn't
know if he can do it.
Philani, Nhla's younger brother, approaches him with a frown. It's probably because he's
wondering why Mkhuseli looks so unsettled. Who will be doubting to hit a free teen pvssy?
Philani: Ndoda.
Mkhuseli: I don't think I can fill Nhlakanipho's place. This is hard, Khoza.
Philani: Aren't you a man?
Mkhuseli: I'm also a husband.
Philani: A husband to a woman whose child Nhlakanipho saved, right? Now it's time for
payback. She's ready in room number 7.
He hands him the keys along with condoms and walks past him. He has cheated on his wife,
but not with a prost!tude. This is a first. He knew coming here was just a risk, but what can
he do now that he needs the job?
He slowly walks to the room and unlocks it. The girl's back is facing him, but he can tell that
she's young, very young.
"Hey, Mr K..."
He frowns at the familiar voice but also taken back by the body standing in front of him.
"You're not going to regret this, I promise you."
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 18 (SHORT AND UNEDITED)
RORISANG
It's a bit chilly outside. I'm in his Adidas slides, I couldn't wear those heels for another
second. He puts his blazer jacket around my shoulders and wraps his hand around my arms.
Nhlakanipho: Are you feeling better?
Me: Mm.
He kisses my hair as we both walk to his car. He's holding my heels and purse on the other
free hand.
Me: I no longer owe you now, do I?
Nhlakanipho: I want you to owe me forever.
Me: That's why I call you greedy.
Nhlakanipho: Am I also greedy for craving to pin you against this car and kiss you?
Me: You're not my man, Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: I can be one. You need to be mine, Rorisang.
Is he not going to open this door for me? He's standing so close to me, already pinning me
against the car. He brushes my cheek gently before lowering his thumb to my bottom lip.
Nhlakanipho: Can I heal with you?
Me: Bhut'Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: It's Nhla to you.
He leans over and hurrily kisses me. He let down my things from his hand, cupping my face
and passionately kissing me. I respond, trying to reach the level of his breathing. We've both
lost our breath as he pulls out.
Nhlakanipho: Please give me a chance.
Me: Will you be able to handle me and my immature character?
Nhlakanipho: I can handle anything.
Me: I still need time.
Nhlakanipho: I can buy you time. Nana, I want to help you heal. I can't wait any longer.
Me: I'm 17, you know?
Nhlakanipho: 16, and I still don't care.
He doesn't give me a chance, but smashes his lips against mine. He carried me in his arms,
squeezing my arse with my skirt pulled up. This is why I like them old, he's carrying me
with aggression yet with care.
Me: Oh, God...
My breath quickened as I tilted my head and giving him a full access to my neck. I can feel
his hard self against me. Someone clears their throat, and he doesn't move until they call his
name. He cursed, pulling away and slowly put me down.
I bit my lower lip, fixing myself before picking up my things. Looking up, it's a woman, a
woman's who's giving me looks that I don't appreciate at all.
Nhlakanipho: Nandipha.
Nandipha: Is that the greeting I'm going to get, after seeing each other in years?
Nhlankanipho: What was I supposed to do? Hug you?
Nandipha: Like old times, yes. What are you doing with this child?
How am I her business now? This is why I enjoy sneaking around, not showing off that I'm
dating. I avoid judge Judy's like this one.
Me: Please unlock the door, Nhla.
I don't want to see myself saying somethings I'm not supposed to. I know myself, and I
know how loose my mouth can get without a warning.
Nandipha: Nana, have you done your homework if you're here smooching other people's
man's lips?
I haven't done my homework, and that's not her business. My homework is actually my
morning class work because I write them in the morning with a panic of course.
Nhlakanipho: Nandi.
Nandipha: Go and do your homework and leave adults stuff.
Me: Baby, please unlock the door, I'm getting tired of standing or are you going to carry me
in your arms?
I ask, kissing his cheek and rubbing my hand on top of his pants. He's shocked, but tries to
hide it.
Me: We still need to finish up where we left off, phela our moment got distracted.
Nandipha: Weeh sisi!
Me: Sisi? Didn't you just call me a kid just a few seconds ago, and now I'm your sister?
I don't disrespect elders, honestly. That's why I'm trying to control my tone because this
woman comes out of nowhere just to bullshit me.
Me: Babe, I'll wait in the car. Finish up here so we can go home and finish off what we
started so that you can help me with my homework afterwards.
I take a glance at Nandipha before getting in the car just after Nhlakanipho opened it for me.
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His touch isn't as much as Linda thought, but it's gentle and very turning on. She rests her
head on his chest, tilting her head so she can have more of his cold lips on her neck. Linda
wanted to film this, but Mkhuseli unfortunately switched off the dim lights like he knew it
was going to be filmed.
The fragrance is different from the one she's used to, and she can sniff her brother's
perfume. She shuts her eyes, shaking off the unsettled feeling.
Linda turns and attacks him with a kiss. Good Lord, she has always craved for this lips. Nhla
is not someone who gets nervous out of nowhere, well, he doesn't get nervous at all. But the
way he's kissing her right now, he senses nervousness. Does she make him this nervous?
Wait a minute, Nhlakanipho's height is much more than this.
She pulls out of the kiss and stares with her mask on. She frowns because this is definitely
not her Nhla.
Linda: Who are you?
Mkhuseli: Can we get this over and done with?
Linda: No, I know your voice.
Her heart skips a beat. The fragrance wasn't a coincidence. This is her brother! What is he
doing here? Linda takes a step back, swallowing.
Linda: You were not supposed to be here.
Mkhuseli: Well, here I am.
Mkhuseli can't shake off the feeling that this is his little sister. The voice and how she also
smells tells him that it's Linda, but what would would a 17 year old girl be doing in a strip
club? More like prostitutes club?
Linda knows that she has to do this because she already signed, and Mkhuseli wants to see
himself out of here, and be relieved that he has paid a favor he owned Nhlakanipho.
He takes steps closer and attacks her with a kiss, mizing all the thoughts that have been
flowing in his mind.
Linda responds, and how the kiss is flowing and making her wet, all her thoughts have been
wiped from her mind. Mkhuseli is man. Of course, he gets hard. That's why he's already
working on his pants zip.
Moans escape Linda's lips, feeling hot. Mkhu scooped her up to the bed, and gently placed
her on. He stares at her in thee darkness, even though he couldn't see her face, but the kiss
they just shared made his body yearned for hers.
Linda: What?
Mkhuseli: Nothing.
He unwrapped the condom wrapper and slid it on his hard dic. He buried his face on Linda's
neck, slowly burying himself inside.
Linda: Mhh-ahh..
Mkhuseli: Fuck!DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 19
NARRATED
Mkhuseli snaps out of his thoughts. He can't kick off the feeling that this is his sister. He
couldn't just ignore the instinct that kept screaming that this was Linda. He switched on the
side lamp.
His heart almost came out of his throat. His throat became dry as he stared at her with her
eyes closed.
As he was in deep running thoughts, Linda softly moaned, wrapping her hands around
Mkhuseli's waist. She smiled before opening her eyes slowly.
She screamed, pushing Mkhuseli off her and quickly getting off the bed with the sheet
covering her body. Her hands were shaking, as her heartbeat couldn't give her a break.
Linda: Bhuti!?
Mkhuseli: Are you a prost!tude, Linda?
Linda: No... I... do you sleep with them?
Mkhuseli: Don't you fvcken dare question me! You're still a minor. What are you doing in
such places?
Linda's eyes welled with tears. It was because of his disappearance and not sending money
that forced her to do this. She wanted to keep her virginity until she got in her 20s, but for
her and their mother to survive, she had to do this.
Mkhuseli: Don't you dare cry! Look what you almost put us through now! Linda!
Linda rushed to the bathroom with her clothes and shut the door behind her. Her voice is
shaky, and so are her hands. What the hell just happened? This wasn't supposed to turn out
like this. She shouldn't have ignored her instincts. Mkhuseli is her brother, blood brother.
She sinks down with her back on the door and silently cries. She never wished this, but now
she wishes death upon herself. She wishes this earth could swallow her up right now. How
is she going to explain this to her mother because Mkhuseli is obviously going to spread the
word?
Tears are flowing down, and she can not keep her sobs anymore. Her brother is not going to
ignore this. How is she going to explain herself? A knock on the door startles her.
Mkhuseli: You're not going to lock yourself up in there forever.
He's right, but for now, she needs to be alone and as far as she can be away from him.
On the other side of the door, Mkhuseli just finished getting ready in his clothes. His
heartbeat hasn't given him a rest. It's beating out of his chest. He's wondering if he had not
stopped. What could've turned out? What if he didn't remove the mask she was wearing?
Khoza brothers are unbelievable. They know he's a Biyela, and so is Linda, so how could
they not connect the dots? They're Zulus for Christ' sake! Wait, was this their plan? Either
way, he can't confront them and loses his job before he can even go anywhere with it.
He's pacing up and down, trying to get why his sister got herself in this disgusting industry.
She's just a 17 year old, doing grade 11. Shouldn't she be focusing on her studies? Mkhuseli
did all he could to provide for them. What more did Linda want?
He opens the door and closes it so it sounds like he has gone out of the room. He silently
goes to wait next to the bathroom door.
After a few minutes, Linda steps out fully clothed. He quickly grabbed her arm before she
could get back in there.
Linda: Bhuti...
She has been crying, that's evident. He hates to see his little sister like this, but emotional
blackmail is not going to work on him, not now.
Mkhuseli: We need to talk.
Linda: Ngiyaxolisa, Bhuti.
She apologizes, her voice cracking. That angers him even more. How long has she started
doing this? How many has she slept with, and how much money has she made?
Linda: Uyangilimaza. (You're hurting me)
He now realizes that his grip has tightened around Linda's arm. He lets go of it and pushes
her to the bed. Now the light is switched on, and they can clearly see each other.
Mkhuseli: When did you start doing this?
Linda: Ngiyaxolisa...
Mkhuseli: Awusazi IsiNgisi manje? (You don't know English now?)
Linda: I didn't intend to do this.
Mkhuseli: That doesn't answer my question.
Linda: A few weeks back when you decided to disappear on us.
Mkhuseli frowned. So the blame is suddenly on him? Selling her body was the solution to it
all? Doesn't she get grant money? He thought that was enough for a month grocery.
Linda: I needed a few things, and we were hungry.
Mkhuseli: And you thought selling your body was a solution? Linda, do you realize what
could've happened had I not listened to my doubts?
Linda: Ngiyaxolisa, kodwa, it didn't happen.
Mkhuseli: How... how many have you slept with?
Now he's feeling bad. He could've at least reached out and told them the truth about losing
his job. He should've made a plan and helped them out.
Linda: I lost count.
Mkhuseli: Kodwa uyazizwa ukuthi uthini, Linda? You used to tutor other kids in exchange
for money, and you get grant, what happened to that? Ma is not someone with credits, so I
know you weren't hungry. You just wanted to fit in and be like that rich friend of yours.
Why?
Linda: Bhuti...
Her voice trembled, tears falling out of her eyes. Mkhuseli doesn't want to see her little
sister like this, but his anger is beyond his sympathy.
Mkhuseli: How many times have I told you that you can never be like her? I'm trying all my
best to be there for you. I... I had to...
He can't bring himself to say it out loud, but he had to cheat on his wife to make sure that
Linda got everything she wanted. Their mother doesn't need as much as Linda does, and as
her older brother, he had to make a plan.
Mkhuseli: What I bring home isn't enough for you?
Linda: It's enough, I'm sorry.
Mkhuseli: Is that why you said you wanted a party? Are you in a competition with this girl?
Linda: No. I just want a soft life. Is that too much to ask?
Mkhuseli: Yes, it's too much to ask for a soft life from a family that is far from being rich. I
told you to study hard, and in that way, you can live a soft life. What do I have to my name?
Just a matric certificate. I had to go hunt for a job instead of furthering my studies, so you
could go to school with a full uniform, neat hair, and a full stomach. Why did you have to put
yourself through this?
He whispered, feeling his heart shattering. He tried his best, and this is the behavior that
Linda pays him off with?
Mkhuseli: Ma has to know this. You disappointed me.
Linda: And she has to know that you're sleeping with prost!tudes while you're a married
man.
Mkhuseli: Ma has to know that you're selling your body, Linda, and that's it.
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RORISANG
Two minutes weekend, mxm. It's already Saturday at noon. Yes, I know it's still the
weekend, but I wanted yesterday's repeat. Soon, it will be Sunday noon, and I'd have to get
ready to see that Linda girl. I really need to change seats, I won't be able to share seats with
her any longer.
Nhlakanipho: Nana kaNhla.
Me: Hey.
After agreeing to his request yesterday, I'm suddenly shy when he's around. I'm still
grounded, but I slept at Imani's place, and the girl had already called my brother. There's no
love at first sight here. They just want to smash, and I'm rooting for my brother. He needs to
get laid.
Nhlakanipho: Unjani? (How are you?)
I noticed Nhla's first love language— physical touch. His hand is already on my thigh,
brushing it gently. We're in his car that is parked on the side of the road, a little far away
from the nearest houses.
Me: I'm okay.
Nhlakanipho: You don't look okay.
Yes, I'm not. He makes me nervous, and for the first time, nothing comes to my mind. I'm a
very talkative person, but clearly not now. His hand on my thigh makes me feel something
I'm not used to, something down on my coochie.
Nhlakanipho: Dollface, yini kanti? (What's up?)
Me: Nothing.
I respond with my voice above the whisper. I'm already used to this voice betraying me, but
why are my intestines also betraying me? They're turning like I have eaten something
wrong.
Nhlakanipho: Manje ngizokwazi kanjani ukuthi yini ekuhluphayo uma ugakwazi
ukukhuluma nami? (So how will I know what's bothering you if you can't talk to me?)
Me: There's nothing wrong. I'm just feeling a little nervous.
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) Nervous? Do I make you nervous?
I shoot my eyes up, and they lock with his. He side smiles, cupping my one cheek with his
free hand. What isn't so perfect about him? He has a beautiful smile, a smile that exposes his
one deep dimple.
He leans over and slowly kisses me. I put my hand over his hand that's cupping my cheek,
responding to the kiss. He pulled out as I started enjoying having his lips, but his forehead
rested on mine.
Nhlakanipho: Do you feel better?
Me: No, I want to have more.
He smirks and smashes his lips against mine, kissing me passionately with gentleness. I get
on top of him, deepening the kiss. Yes, I did say I want to have more of his cold lips.
Nhlakanipho: You're so pretty.
He whispers between the kiss.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 20
NHLAKANIPHO
He should've known. Nandipha was the one who sent those ridiculous gifts, making empty
threats, and here he thought it was one of his enemies. If Nandipha values her life, she
wouldn't even try to do something stupid. Out of all people, she should know the other side
of his and how ruthless he can be.
He shot her a death glare, watching her walk towards the table where they're meeting.
Nandi walked to kiss his cheek before sitting down. Nhla clenched his fist, and his jaw
visibly clenched as well.
Nandipha: Missed me?
Nhlakanipho: Do you have a death wish?
Nandipha: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Stay away from Rorisang if you don't want to be buried alive.
Nandipha: Are you really in love with this girl? Nhla, where are your agemates? This is
actually against the law.
Nhlakanipho: Go and arrest me then.
His frown deeps, eyes darkening as he leans over to stare right into her eyes.
Nhlakanipho: Stop whatever you're planning to do. It won't end well.
Nandipha: I can't be replaced by a kid, Nhla!
Nhlakanipho: Replaced? Replaced where? Your positions are different in my life, Nandi.
She's not what you were— a link, I mean. She's mine. Have I called you mine?
He asked, leaning his back against the chair. Nandi huffed, not believing what he just asked.
She has a great job and a beautiful body with a pretty face and good personality. What more
does she need to qualify to be Nhla's? That kid has nothing close to what she has. Moreover,
she's just a skinny kid who should focus on school instead of old hunky men!
Nhlakanipho: Don't harm her if you know what's good for you.
He warns for the last time and takes out a few notes, putting them on the table before
gulping his whisky and standing up from the chair.
Nandipha holds his hand back as he is about to walk past her.
Nandipha: You need to release, that's why you're talking like this.
She stood up, closing the gap between them. Nhla stared, looking at how she still had the
beauty she had years back when she attracted him at the club, but she got nothing
compared to his Dollface.
Nhlakanipho: Do you think I kept my semen to release them inside you? Do I look like
someone who's sexually frustrated? Ungangijwayeli kabi wena, uyangizwa?
He yanked his hand off Nandi's grip and clicked his tongue whilst brushing her fingertips off
his hand. He shot her a death glare before walking out of the restaurant. Two of his guards
were waiting by the door. They bowed and walked beside him with just a few steps back.
He found his driver waiting for him. As soon as he reached the door, the driver opened for
him. His guards part ways, one heading to drive behind his car while the other drove ahead
of him.
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Rorisang smiled, getting inside his car.
Rorisang: Missed me already?
Nhlakanipho: I miss you every second.
He held her hand and pecked the top of it. Rori blushed, feeling butterflies in her tummy.
Silence passed through as they locked eyes for a second.
Nhlakanipho: I have an emergency outside the country.
Rorisang: Emergency?
Nhlakanipho: I know we just our thing, but I have to attend to it, love or else I'll lose a lot of
money.
Rorisang: (sulks) How long will you take?
Nhlakanipho: A few days, or a day if there won't be any complications. Don't sulk, sthandwa
sami. Kanti, what will I give you if I don't make money? Mhh?
He cupped her cheek, looking into her glittering pretty eyes.
Rorisang: You'll give me your Bentley.
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) Rori!? You're so obsessed with the car. Can I go?
Rorisang: Would you stay if I say no?
Nhlakanipho: I have no reason not to listen to you.
Rorisang: You can go and make money so you can get me my own Bentley.
Nhla smiled, bringing her face closer and kissing her forehead.
Nhlakanipho: You're so beautiful.
He compliments, unable to hold back his smile.
Rorisang: Come back safe.
Nhlakanipho: Behave yourself.
They spent a few minutes together before Nhla could drive off. He ordered his guards to put
their eyes on Rorisang.
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MKHUSELI
He's lost in his thoughts, trying to crack his head if working for the Khozas was a wise
decision. These people knew that Linda was 17 and still accepted her application to work as
a sex worker. He's not sure if they knew that they were related. Was it their plan?
Bulelwa: Mkhu, kwenzejani?
Mkhuseli: Lutho ma. Uphi uLinda?
Bulelwa: She's sleeping. She said headache is not having mercy on her. I gave her some pills.
Mkhuseli: Okay. Let me go and rest, Ma. I have a long road trip tomorrow.
Bulelwa: Supper is almost ready. Are you not going to eat?
Mkhuseli: Cha, ngi right.
He stood up, heading to his room. He stopped by Linda's bedroom and knocked. Even if she
did the worst, at the end of the day, she's still her little sister. His only sibling.
He let himself in after standing a few seconds without hearing her voice letting him in. She's
out, lying on her bed with only panties on. It's not the first time she sees her half-naked.
This is the same girl he used to bathe, but it feels different this time.
His mind rushed back to what occurred last Friday night. Her soft lips against his, kissing
him and how she was hot down there, her walls clenching his dic. He swallows and quickly
snaps out of it. His face is in disgust and shame because he's thinking the worst of his sister.
He recalls that he has a wife and quickly closes the door.
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They're loading the goods inside the truck. They're packed inside the snacks packages and
chocolates plastics so they wouldn't sell them out. Nhlakanipho's car parks behind the
truck, and his driver opens up for him. Mkhu watches him as he walks towards him, every
steps he takes carries a dark aura that demands respect and attention.
Nhlakanipho: Ntshangase. (clan name)
Mkhuseli: Sawubona Mnumzane. (Greetings, sir)
Nhlakanipho: I want a clear job, do you hear me? I don't want any mistakes with excuses. I
hope I'm clear.
Mkhuseli: Yebo mnumzane. (Yes, sir)
Nhlakanipho goes to check on the goods that are packed well and nodded. His heart
warmed in peace, seeing his stuff and already imagining the money that's coming his way.
Nhlakanipho: You will go with a few of my guys. They'll be there for money.
Mkhuseli: There won't be policemen searching the truck, right?
Nhlakanipho: Stop being a cowered of a man, Mkhuseli. Get to work and bring me money so
I can pay you.
Mkhuseli swallows. He makes a mental note to call his wife and also talks to his son before
driving off.
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RORISANG
I last saw Nhlakanipho the day before yesterday when he told me about the business trip he
was attending. Well, we just dated for three days, so it's nothing to be zoning out about. I
miss him, though. I know I would've received multiple texts and calls from him. He won't be
available on the phone for those few days that he's gone for.
Lloyd: Rori!?
Me: Mh?
Lloyd: What's up? You've been zoning out.
I shouldn't be this attracted to Nhla. It's dangerous, considering the fact that he's older than
me and there's a high possibility that we might not even last a few months.
Lloyd: Is it Mr Bentley?
Me: No. The design competition, it's draining me already.
Lloyd: Linda is a threat, mhh?
Me: Nothing scares me, Lee.
Other than the way I suddenly feel for Nhlakanipho. The man is attractive, I can't help it.
Linda is good at art and designing, but she doesn't scare me, honestly. I know I'm good, but
not hearing his deep voice is suddenly saddening.
Me: I've been meaning to ask. Kante o jola Sukoluhle? What about Imani?
Lloyd: Luhle told you about us?
Me: Linda did, but leave that alone. Are you two-timing them?
Lloyd: Rori, no.
Me: Lloyd! Why? Sukoluhle is a sweetheart. She doesn't deserve this. Imani is also a good
woman to be played.
She's good and good for my brother because my brother is not a player. Sukoluhle is also
sweet because she's my man's sister, and we can be great friends. The bell rang, indicating
for us to go back to classes.
Lloyd: I'm going to class.
Me: You need to make up your mind and be the leader that you're portrayed to be.
I went back to my class. Mathematics, yeses! I don't know why this subject is compulsory,
seriously. How does being a designer and designing meet mathematics? How are those two
a combo? Education is not a key to success, it's a key to death because vele I'm going
straight to grave because of solving for x, an x that is supposed to be an alphabet and remain
there. Since when did x become a number?
"Yes, sir!"
My classmates say in unison. There must have been a question asked. Mr Ndaba gave us
homework, maybe he was asking about it. Linda is still my desk mate, and don't ask me why
because I'll eat you alive.
Linda: Are you ready for it?
I roll my eyes. She always tries to make some chit-chat with me.
Linda: The test, I mean.
Me: What test?
Linda: We're writing maths test tomorrow, didn't you hear Mr Ndaba?
Me: Oh...
Test? What the dammit my brother, what the dammit is that? Couldn't he give us a notice a
few days back? Well, it's not like I was going to practice anyway, but at least he should've let
us know.
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Smangaliso only got a chance today to meet me. We've only been talking over the phone
because he's been swamped. He's a mechanical student, so I totally understand.
Me: I can't spend more than an hour with you, I have a test to prepare for.
Smangaliso: Wena na! It's fine. We're just grabbing burgers and drinks.
Me: Sounds nice. How have you been?
Smangaliso: I may look happy, but trust me, I'm dying inside kodwa keh. Seeing you has
made me feel better.
Mh? He's trying to be charming, and I'm charmed — not romantically, no.
Me: That's why I exist vele akere. My presence makes a difference. That's my specialty.
Smangaliso: Talk about ego, mh?
Me: Truth, you mean?
He laughs softly as we head to the restaurant where my brother won't see me. I had to ditch
that chauffeur so I could have this late lunch with Smanga. We opted for Roco Mamas and
had our lunch over chats and laughter.
Smangaliso: Ngizoklinda phela.
Me: Aii, don't. You would've long graduated once I get admitted to college.
Smangaliso: As long as you passed your matric and at the age to be dating.
Me: Am I not supposed to date now?
Smangaliso: You're just playing around now because you're still a teen.
Me: Well, okay, Mr Serious Relationship timer. Let me quickly head to the bathroom before
we depart.
I walked to the toilet, taking my phone with me. I freed my bladder and went to fix myself.
Someone flushed from one of the toilets as I fixed my hair and also put on a lip gloss.
"Hand that phone over"
I frowned at the deep voice. These are the female toilets. Oh, it's one of those ladies that
have deep voices.
Me: Oh, why? Do you need to make a phone call?
Woman: Shouldn't I be asking if I wanted to make a phone call?
Me: O-kay. Why should I hand it over then?
She took out the gun, pointing it my way.
Woman: Wee ntombazane!
I stepped back, attempting to rush out, but someone shut the door. It's a man I don't know.
That woman took my phone and went to flush it.
Me: No!
Man: Haii wena! Take this and disguise yourself. You're going to walk out of here disguised,
wa nkutlwa? (Do you hear me?)
Me: A Sotho man? Us, Sotho people, don't do what you're doing.
Woman: You're wasting our time, ntombazane!
I disguised myself and walked out following the woman with the man behind me.
Smangaliso was too focused on his phone to even notice.
As soon as we got to the car, they pushed me inside and handcuffed me.
Me: Are we going to Paris? Please take me to South Korea at least, I need to meet Cha Eun
woo and Ji Chang Wook, or maybe...
Woman: Hayibo, lentombazane!
Me: I was just...
Man: Thola wena! (Shut the hell up!)
They put a tape over my mouth and drove off at high speed. My heart started beating fast as
I realized that this was getting serious, and I could be in danger. A smile creeped on my face
as a thought crossed my mind.
I don't have to worry about tomorrow's test.
I won't have to practice.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 21
THABISO
It's half past 9, and at this time, Rorisang should be out of her room because she likes Isitha-
The enemy sopie. No matter how busy she is, she can never be busy for that sopie. Now it
worries Thabiso because he thought she was in her room practicing maths since she sent a
text earlier telling him about writing maths test tomorrow.
Thabiso: Rori?
He calls out, knocking softly on her door. She's a heavy sleeper, but not when it's time for
Isitha. Thabiso opens her door slowly, and frowns at the sight in front of him. It's dark, and
curtains are still opened along with the windows. Switching the lights on, he realizes that
she's not in sight and her school bag is not on its spot.
Now he starts panicking. Rorisang can be her usual self, but she can never disrespect him to
the point of just disappearing without letting him know. She'd rather beg him to go
somewhere. He closes the curtains and windows and calls her number.
Her phone doesn't go through. He tries to track it, but it doesn't show. His heart starts
beating fast. He goes to his tech guy's number, walking out of Rorisang's room and calling
his tech guy.
Thabiso: Bro, listen, I'm going to send you my sister's number. Please track it for me. She
has switched off her phone, so I can't use that app to track her.
He says in a fast pace, unable to control his panic. He should've checked when he got home,
maybe he would've got to talk to her. This is not normal and Thabiso can't bring himself to
calm down. How is he going to explain himself to uncle Pule? That man loves Rorisang
dearly.
His tech guy got back to him within five minutes, telling him that the phone cannot be
tracked. That it was either damaged or stolen by someone good at tech.
Thabiso: Fuck!
He paces, scratching his head. He tries to calm down and decides to drive up to where he
dropped her off last time since he doesn't have any of her friend's numbers.
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Imani opened up for him. They've been flirting over the phone, but he's not really in the
mood to even pay attention to that. He only wants his sister.
Imani: Rorisang? No, we haven't talked. I last saw her when she went back home last time
she slept here.
Thabiso: Oh... don't you go to school together?
Imani: I haven't been going these past two days.
Thabiso: Don't you have her other friend's number? This is unlike her. I need to find her,
please help me.
Imani: Come on in.
Imani offered him a glass of water as they tried to call Lloyd. Lloyd also got worried and
gave out Sukoluhle's number. Thabiso called Luhle with no luck. He also tried Linda, but no
luck.
Thabiso: Thank you, but I better get going now.
Where will he even start looking for her? If only he was still working underground, he
would be able to locate her within a blink. He's not on good terms with Nhlakanipho, so he
wouldn't even help him.
Uncle Pule knows people who know people, but telling him would put him in a very tricky
situation. Now, he feels like a failure of a brother.
He scrolls on his phone, searching for a certain phone number. Wolves, would they help
him?
A car parks next to his at his place. Thabiso doesn't recognize it, so he thinks it's his sister.
He quickly walks to the car, unable to control his heartbeat that has accelerated.
Thabiso: Rori...
He whispered in a trembling voice, but instead, a boy and a man step out. Thabiso looks at
the backseat door, expecting it to open and reveals Rori. He doesn't care if she comes with
men, but only if he can see that she's safe and okay, so he can give her a warm hug. She
doesn't appear, now he gets even more worried. Are these policemen? Did they come to tell
him they've found his sister's body? He quickly shakes his head, taking off those thoughts
seeing Ifalethu.
Thabiso: How can I help you?
He asks, just after the polite greeting. His voice is shaky and very low. He doesn't have time
for anything other than trying to find his sister.
"I'm Ifalethu Mazibuko, this is my son, Smangaliso."
Thabiso: Did you drive all the way here to introduce yourself? I don't have time for this. My
sister is missing!
He blurts out, snapping. He can't hold himself now. Ifalethu? He knows him very well. He's
one of the Wolves, but they're not going to get on that.
Smangaliso: That's the reason we came here.
Thabiso shifts his attention to Smanga, expecting something good to come out of this.
Smangaliso: I was with her today at the restaurant when she came back from school.
Thabiso: Did something happen to her? Please take me to her. She's still alive, right?
Smangaliso: I don't know about that. She left her school bag with me, taking her phone with
her, heading to the ladies' bathroom, and she never came out.
Thabiso: What do you mean by that? You should've asked someone to check her.
Ifalethu: He did, and we also went there to check cctv footage. We saw her walking out
disguised, with a woman and a man guarding her.
Thabiso frowns. He doesn't have enemies anymore because he's no longer under the Mafian
gang. He hasn't removed a wolf tattoo on his back, but that doesn't mean he's still a wolf.
Thabiso: Are those people's faces revealed?
Smangaliso: Yes.
Ifalethu: It's of no use, Butcher. You may not know them even if you take a look. Now, why
don't you just take action?
Why is this man calling him with that name? That used to be his name when he was still a
ruthless mafia, not now! He shakes off all the thoughts and sighs.
Thabiso: I won't take a part in that again, Mazibuko.
Thabiso knows well that taking action meant him being part of the wolves again. He doesn't
know why him and Philani are so eager to have him back in the picture while he's not on
good terms with Nhlakanipho, the leader of the team.
Ifalethu: That's the only way we're going to help you, and you know we never take time to
find what we want.
Thabiso: No.
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NHLAKANIPHO
He just got a call from his business phone that the shipment was a success. He smirks,
telling himself that that Biyela boy was slowly but surely passing his tests of getting himself
trusted.
Ivan: Gray.
He shakes hands with the leader of Russian's Mafians. Nhla has his men around the place.
Some are in hide while some are not, just in case they try to do something.
Mikhail: You have the nerve to come here after what happened last time.
Nhlakanipho: You started that fight, Mikhail and I had to protect my people. You even shot
innocent people. I hope we won't encounter any of that because I'm not here to play, Ivan.
Ivan: Relax, Gray. Where's your brother?
Nhlakanipho: Let's get to business and leave Philani out of this. Where are the pills?
Now he's the one who came to buy the pills that Russians produce. It's the pills that help
students focus on their studies, especially when they are writing their exams. He doesn't sell
them in his country though, he sells them in another country for cash. He heard it can
damage people's health, but as long as it doesn't damage his people— South Africans.
Nhlakanipho: I hope we're not going to have any disagreement.
Ivan: Gray, Gray! You're always ready for fight, huh?
Nhlakanipho: No, but I know when it comes to this country, there's always disagreements
that lead to death.
Ivan: Khail, bring the pills.
Nhlakanipho's heart warms, seeing the big bags that hold what will bring him money. He
orders his men to check them before he can take out his money. They do that for a while
and nod to him.
Nhlakanipho: Mkhonto.
Mkhonto brings the bags of money. They negotiate well before Nhla walks out with his men.
He smirks just after they depart, thinking of how Ivan is going to be frustrated seeing that
the money is fake. Who do they think they are causing problems in their country? He almost
lost his Dollface because of them, causing unnecessary fights.
Nhlakanipho: A flight to SK. These goods need to be delivered as soon as possible so we can
head back.
His personal phone rang, and seeing a South African number calling, he declined the call and
switched it off. He doesn't take calls when he's on duty, especially before he gets out of this
ruthless country.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 22
RORISANG
This is serious. I no longer care about the damn test because I'll obviously write it when I
get rescued from here. These people are ruthless. I'm now shaking and shit scared for my
life. It's been days now.
I don't know who sent these people to kidnap me and force me to lick and suck that man's
dic! It was a very horrifying scene I've ever been exposed to. Did I maybe wrong someone? I
have a loose mouth, but I never wronged anyone.
Woman: He hasn't acted.
Man: He surely hasn't found out.
I don't know who they're trying to get to, using me. Thabiso? Lord, what did that baboon
do? I'll never talk to him again, I swear. Writing maths test and failing it's better than being
kidnapped and sucking dicks.
Woman: You're no longer excited now?
Man: That man traumatized her.
They laugh together, but their laughter was cut short by a phone ringing. I feel like vomiting,
yes, I've vomited, but I haven't done enough. It was disgusting, and the fact that they forced
me to pretend like I was enjoying made things worse.
Man: Yes, boss.
The man replied to whoever who called.
Man: Nhlakanipho Khoza will learn not to mess you. Yes, boss.
Wait, am I here because of Nhla? If Nhlakanipho did something, why am I the one to pay the
price? He better come and get me out of here. My poor brother must be worried sick about
me. He may be a strict boring brother, but I know how much he cares and loves me.
Man: Aren't you going to eat?
I want to get out of here. I don't want their dry bread that would choke me to death. If this is
what I'm going to go through because of being in a relationship with Nhlakanipho, then it's
better if we part ways. We haven't even been in a relationship for that long, and already this
occurs? What more is there to experience because of being his girlfriend?
He's not even here to rescue me from his damn enemies! I'm sure he won't even try to call
me because he said he doesn't call when he's out of the country. Thanks Rorisang for being
a fool and not listening to your brother when he warned you about Nhlakanipho.
Woman: South Korea? (laughs) That's where he was, having fun with the Koreans.
Man: He should've taken you with him since you wanted to see whoever you wanted to see.
They flashed the phone on my face, showing me how Nhlakanipho was busy with the guys—
yes, Korean men. He was in a club, but how did they get to record him? I thought no one
knew where he was going except his guards and family.
Woman: I wonder how he's going to feel hearing that you've been transported to Nigeria.
Me: Wh-what?
Man: Scared now? Scared of being trafficked?
Me: He wouldn't feel anything, so please let me go. Deal with him, not me! Why didn't you
take his sister? He would've felt something.
Man: You're his weakness.
These people don't know what they're talking about. Nhla doesn't even know me that much.
He doesn't know what I like except for Bentley and my obsession with my scrunchies. How
can I be his weakness?
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NHLAKANIPHO
He arrived well in SK, and negotiations between his team and their team went well. He got
enough cash that was immediately transported to SA. It's been three days now since he left
South Africa. Calls have been coming through his phone, SA numbers to be exact.
If it was an emergency, Philani would've called using their specific private number. It can't
also be his Dollface because he knows her number by heart. He even saved them, but he
can't help feeling like something is off.
A video comes through from the number that has been calling him. He shoots up like he just
got a pain in his arse hole. Nandipha doesn't listen, does she? No, she's still as stubborn as
she had always been, but definitely not when it comes to his Dollface.
Nhlakanipho: Gentlemen, I'm glad we had a smooth agreement. Let me take my leave, let's
continue working like this.
Wiliam: Are you not going to celebrate with us?
Nhlakanipho: Next time, man. I need to get home ASAP.
William: Oh, I thought you said you still had a few meetings to attend?
That's true. He flew out of South Africa with the intention of attending business meetings,
not going around buying and selling drugs. He just thought it was good to transport them
himself and attend his meetings after. This was one of the meetings he had to attend, but
now he thinks losing those two business deals will be better than losing Rorisang.
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Being a private jet owner has this kind of pecks. He has landed, and already stretching his
long legs out of the airport. He's calling everyone he thinks will help him look for Rorisang.
He can't imagine how traumatized she could've been. She's carefree, but there's no one sane
who could enjoy being kidnapped.
Nhlakanipho: Where the fuck where you when they abducted her? Didn't I ask you to keep
an eye close to her?
Msizi: Sorry boss, we...
Nhlakanipho: I don't need your useless apologies! Pray that she makes it, for your own sake,
pray that she gets out of that hostage alive and well. If anything and I mean anything,
happen to her, you'll kiss your life goodbye.
He clicked his tongue, unable to control his anger. Fear overpowered his anger, making his
heart beat abnormally. After trying to hard to make her his, this happens?
He gets in his car, driving off at high speed to Nandi's place. Luck on him, he finds her gate
still opened.
Nhlakanipho: Nandi!! Nandipha!
He bangs the door, anger taking over. Nandipha opens with a frown.
Nandipha: You didn't buy this door, Nhlakanipho. You don't get to knock like that.
Nhlakanipho: Where the fuck is she?
Nandipha: Uthetha ngantoni? (What are you talking about?)
Nhlakanipho: Nandipha, angizodlala nawe la. Where the fuck is Rorisang? (I'm not going to
play with you)
Nandipha: I don't know what...
He grabbed her by her neck, pinning her against the fridge. His eyes screamed, anger, his
brows furrowed and veins popping on his forehead. He tightened his grip.
Nhlakanipho: You thought I was joking when I said I'll bury you alive?
He asks, his voice low and husky, though threatening. Nandipha kept gasping for air, trying
to get out of his cold tight grip. She kept shaking her head, trying to beg him not to strangle
her.
Nhlakanipho: Still refusing to talk?
His phone rang. He let go of her as she kept coughing, holding her neck, falling down on her
knees.
Nhlakanipho: Where? Send the location, I'll be there.
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Rorisang cried, holding her brother for dear life. Thabiso held her her, as much as he was
shaking, he was relieved that they finally got to her after days.
Thabiso: I'm so sorry, Rori. I'm sorry, baby sis.
Rorisang clenched on his shirt, crying her lungs out. The more she thought of it, the more it
scared and broke her. Nhlakanipho doesn't love her. That's what she thinks. If he loved her,
he wouldn't put her in that horrifying situation.
Thinking of him, his car parks next to Thabiso's car. Nhla steps out of the car, rushing
towards them. He didn't care whether she was with her brother or not, or if people were
watching.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Rosisang: Take me home, biggie.
She asked, her voice husky from crying, looking at Thabiso with red, puffy eyes.
Nhlakanipho: Rori...
Rorisang: Leave me alone, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: No, I... I can explain, Nana. This is just a misunderstanding.
Thabiso: Leave my sister alone, Khoza.
Nhlakanipho: Rorisang.
He held her hand back, pulling her into his arms. Rori pulled away, slapping him.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyaxolisa.
Thabiso: Nhlakanipho! Am I invisible in your eyes? What the fuck is wrong with you?
Nhlakanipho: I just need to talk to her.
Thabiso: Talk about what?
Nhlakanipho: Listen, Nana. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know you were abducted. I promise I'll
deal with...
Rorisang: Deal with them? Will dealing with them bring back my virginity?
Nhlakanipho: Wh-what?
Rorisang: Leave me alone.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 23
RORISANG
We got finally got home after passing by the hospital. I had to stop Thabiso from beating
Nhla to pulp. He beat him after hearing me say I lost my virginity. I don't want to think of it.
I thought I could keep this until I felt ready, but it was unfortunately taken from me by force.
Thabiso: I'll fix you a bath and something to eat.
Me: I'm not hungry.
Thabiso: You have to eat, Rori.
Me: I'll eat when I'm hungry.
I dragged my feet to my bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Tears welled in my eyes
before dropping down on my cheeks. I quickly wiped them and smiled. My father did say
being sad is a waste of time. He said I shouldn't drag the memories that broke me because
I'll forever stay broken, but if I focus on creating good memories, that way I'll be able to
move on. But he didn't tell me how to move on. He didn't tell me how to act after being
traumatized and assaulted. I want to move on from whatever happened, but how do I do
that when I don't know where and how to start?
Thabiso: I've fixed a bath for you.
Me: Thank you.
Thabiso: Princess.
That's how my father used to call me. For a moment, I smile, recalling how I used to get
happy knowing that when he called me that, I was getting something nice.
Thabiso: I need you to talk to me, okay? I know it might not be easy, but I'm here for you.
You need professional help, I can sort that out for you.
Me: How did you find me?
Thabiso: Huh? This is not about me, Rori. It's about you.
Me: I'll be fine. Nothing lasts forever, right? Meaning I'll soon forget about this.
He walked in, standing in front of me, and held the side of my arms.
Thabiso: You can forget anything, but not a sexual assault, Rori. I need you to trust me. I
know I can be a tight brother, but I can also be a caring brother.
Me: You couldn't find me for days. I need to know how you managed to find me today?
Thabiso: I had someone help me. Your water is getting cold. Go and take a bath.
I forced my smile and walked away, taking my towel and toiletries. I shut my eyes the
moment my body fell into the hot bubble bath. It felt refreshing, though the scenes I
experienced these past days couldn't just give me a chance to take my bath with peace.
Now I'm taken aback by Nhlakanipho's secretary's words. She did tell me that he was going
to hurt me, but I didn't know he was going to hurt me in this way. My brother warned me,
and my uncle too. I was too naïve to believe their words. It sounds like they all know him
and what kind of person he is.
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After taking a bath, I wore my warm pajamas and got under the warm blankets. My brother
cooked something fast for me— spaghetti and tin beef with a hot coffee.
Me: I said I'm not hungry.
Thabiso: But they're not that much. Even if you take two bites, I'll be okay.
Me: Mara Thabiso...
He took a fork and fed me. Why is he treating me like a child now? Two bites turned into
four and more until I finished all the food. He smiled sympathetically, his eyes flashing pain.
Thabiso: I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.
Me: You didn't know.
Thabiso: I should've been more careful, though.
Me: You saved me, though.
Thabiso: That's not enough. They forced themselves on you. I should've been a better
brother.
Me: You're the best brother. I'm sorry for not listening to you when you told me about
Nhlakanipho. I promise I'll listen to every word you say from now on.
He puts away his plate and holds both of my hands before kissing them.
Thabiso: And I promise to always be careful when it comes to your safety. You're my only
sister, Rori. Being protective doesn't mean I'm strict, I just don't want to lose my baby sis.
Me: I understand.
He kisses my hands again. I can see he wants me to open up, I will. I definitely will, just not
now.
Thabiso: The doctor said there was no sign that you were assaulted. Can you just please tell
me what you meant by getting your innocence back?
Me: I told you, Thabiso. That doctor is a fake doctor. Those people opened my legs. They...
they opened my legs and... and... you don't believe me, do you? Please leave, I want to sleep.
What did I expect? This is Thabiso Gela, after all, my mother's son.
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NHLAKANIPHO
The more he thought of it, the more his heart shattered. He could still see the pain flashing
in her eyes, and how her voice broke each second she spat a word. He's angry, not angry at
anyone but himself. His anger doesn't top his pain, though, because it's clear that he has lost
her. He should've listened to her when she suggested that they date privately, so maybe his
enemies wouldn't have attacked her.
Now that he has confronted Nandi twice, he's sure that it's really not her. She would've been
foolish to go against his word, but who would cross the line like this?
Nhlakanipho: Have you found them?
Mkhonto: No. Looks like they knew Wolves were on them. That's why they left Rorisang
alone and ran away.
Nhlakanipho: Find them, Mkhonto. Find them before tomorrow's sunset, uyangizwa? Look
for anything that would link us to them.
Mkhonto: Yebo, Mkhathini. (clan name)
Mkhonto is Nhlakanipho's righthand man. He trusts Mkhonto out of all people who work for
him. Mkhonto has worked for his father, and as loyal as he is, Nhla had to put his trust in
him.
Nhlakanipho turns and walks off to the warehouse, where people he asks to keep an eye on
Rorisang are held.
Nhlakanipho: I don't want any excuses or lame apologies. My girl was taken right in front of
your eyes and lost her innocence in the way. If you kept tight eyes on her, we wouldn't be
here right now. Without any waste of time, write your family a letter. You know how I work,
right? Tell them that you're skipping a country and they'll never see you again. You know I
don't use any weapon, I bur¥ people alive and that's what I'm going to do with three of you.
The poor guards write down their notes with shaky hands. They know they need to come up
with excuses for their families to believe them.
Nhla's mind is no longer focused on them. He's worried about Rorisang. He heard that
Thabiso was back in the game, but he has not approved that. Nhla knows that Thabiso is
good, but him being part of The Wolves G will just refrain him from being with Rorisang.
Yes, he's going to try to fight for her. He doesn't know how he's going to do it, but he needs
to. Rorisang has to become his.
Nhlakanipho: Are you done?
Mkhonto walked in and handed him a phone. He glanced at Mkhonto before checking the
phone.
Mkhonto: I believe it belongs to one of the kidnappers. They must've dropped it.
Nhlakanipho: It's unlocked.
Mkhonto: Yes. I already asked our tech guy to unlock it.
Nhlakanipho: Good.
He orders his men to keep eyes on the guards that he's yet to kïll and walks out to his car.
Getting in, he went through the phone. It had nothing other than the video. It's a video
where Rorisang is sucking a man's dic. He frowns at how she seemed to enjoy doing that.
The date is shown, and it was just two days ago. Did she really enjoy this?
Was this her way of trying to stay away from him? But why? He now had mixed emotions.
He went to call log, unable to control his emotions. The calls were to and from multiple
numbers, but the most called one was the one that caught his attention.
He logged into an app on his phone and put in the number, tracking and checking its owner.
Nhlakanipho: Fuck no!
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 24 (UNEDITED)
SUKOLUHLE
Exams are written in a few weeks. She can't help but get worried about Rorisang. She
heard that she was found, but in a horrible state. Rorisang hasn't been going to school
for three days, and today, being Friday makes it four days. She had put their differences
aside and went to check up on her.
Linda is untouchable. They're both in the same class, and they do the same stream, but
Linda is not in the mood to bring Rori anything they did for a week. Sukoluhle had to ask
one of their classmates, and she wrote down what they did instead of taking that
classmate's books.
She knocked twice, and the door opened. There stood her boyfriend, carrying snacks.
Sukoluhle: Lloyd?
Lloyd: Babe, hey.
Sukoluhle: I didn't know you were here.
Lloyd: I had to come, Suko. Rori is my friend.
For some odd reason, he sounds nervous. Heck, he also looks nervous, like he was
caught doing something.
Sukoluhle: Aren't you going to allow me in?
Lloyd: Are you in good terms with Rori? I don't think your presence will make anything
easier.
Sukoluhle: She will tell that herself, Lee. I just brought her some snacks, and the school
work she's behind with.
Lloyd: Babe? This person is still not okay to catch up with school work.
Sukoluhle: Okay Mr Therapist, can I please see Rori and leave? I can't come all the way
here just to take a turn on the door.
He clears his throat and moves out of the way. He closed the door and led her to the
lounge where Rori was catching up with some girl who looked a little older.
They kept quiet seeing Sukoluhle. She's not a bubbly Rorisang Sukoluhle knows. She
doesn't know if it's because of what happened or if it's her presence like Llyod said.
Sukoluhle: Hi.
Rorisang: Hi.
Suko smiled nervously and slowly walked towards the single couch. She put the snacks
she bought on the coffee table and uncomfortably cleared her throat.
Sukoluhle: Hi... uhm, I'm Sukoluhle.
"Imani."
The girl introduced herself with a smile.
Rorisang: How are you?
Sukoluhle: What? I should be asking you that, Rori. How are you feeling?
Rorisang: I'll be fine. Where's Linda?
Sukoluhle: Oh, she went home. She said there's an emergency.
She lies. Rorisang shrugged, drinking whatever she was holding in a mug.
Rorisang: I didn't expect her anyway.
Sukoluhle: I'm sorry for what happened to you.
Rorisang: Oh...
She doesn't look happy at all! Well, not like Suko expected her to be happy, but she looks
like she hates seeing her here.
Sukoluhle: There's a paper where I wrote what needs to be done— school work.
Rorisang: Okay.
Sukoluhle: And snacks...
Rorisang: Argh, drop the act, Sukoluhle.
Sukoluhle: Huh?
Rorisang: You know very well I'm here because of your damn brother.
Lloyd walked in from the kitchen. He took his bag and pulled Imani out, saying they're
giving Luhle and Rori some space to talk.
Sukoluhle: What do you mean, Rori?
Rorisang: I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for your brother. Nhlakanipho hates me, and if
you're here to check if he did enough damage, you might as well run back to him and tell
him I'm broken! Go and tell him...
Sukoluhle: Rori...
Rorisang let out a shaky sigh, trying to keep tears within her eyes.
Sukoluhle: I didn't know he was the one behind your abduction. I'm sorry... I'm so
sorry... I just came to check on you.
Rorisang: Are you happy that I'm in this state?
Sukoluhle: No, not at all. Nothing like that makes me happy, Rori. I'm a girl, and what
happened to you could happen to me. I was angry about you and my brother, but that
doesn't make me a bad person to be happy about your abduction. It saddening to see the
bubbly Rori G in this kind of state. Trust me, my visit means no harm.
She shifted to the longer couch where Rorisang was seated, with a blanket covering her
lower body. Luhle side hugged her before kissing her shoulder.
Sukoluhle: I'm so sorry.
Imani walked back in, smiling. What a beautiful melanin girl she is. She had forgotten
her phone. Sukoluhle grabbed it since she was sitting next to it, and it immediately
flashed, exposing Imani's wallpaper, which was a picture where Llyod was kissing her
forehead.
Sukoluhle: Llyod?
Rorisang: You can be forgetful.
Rori quickly said, chuckling. Luhle watched Imani until she was out of their sight.
Sukoluhle: What was that?
Rorisang: What? Oh my, you bought me Maynards sweets?
Sukoluhle: Yeah, I'm not so forgetful.
Rorisang: They're just friends, Luhle.
Sukoluhle: Friends? I'm not stupid, Rori.
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RORISANG
Sukoluhle left just a little while ago. I had to make her believe that Lloyd and Imani were
just friends. Seriously, Lloyd needs to make up his mind and choose the one he loves,
and Imani should also not confuse my brother.
Thabiso arrived with Nkele, my best friend from Durban. She must've heard, but I
wonder how my uncle did not know. Thabiso must've kept it from him because he
knows the lectures he's going to get.
Nkele: Your brother still cooks nice, hey.
We just had dinner, and my brother was the cook. He didn't want Luhle here, but I had
convinced him that she had nothing to do with my abduction.
Me: I know that tone, stay away from him. You wanna drink my brother's wallet empty?
Nkele: Wow, are you really my best friend? Tell me, who was that girl? Thabiso couldn't
hide the dislike he had over her.
Me: Just a girl I met at school. Her brother's enemies were the people who kidnapped
me.
Nkele: And what the hell was she doing here?
That's why I couldn't tell her this back then. She would've acted out and made the poor
girl uncomfortable.
Me: She's my friend.
Nkele: She sold you out to her brother's enemies!
Me: Nkele?
Nkele: No, seriously, you have to stop being friends with her.
Me: You can't hide your jealousy anymore?
Nkele: Oh, come on!
We giggled, getting under covers and cuddling each other.
Nkele: Was it Mr Greedy?
Yes, I've told her about Nhla. I told her almost everything, no, not almost. I told her
everything.
Me: Who else would it be?
Nkele: From what you told me, he doesn't sound like someone who would put his Nana
at risk.
Me: He did. I didn't think he would, but he did, Kele.
Nkele: Awwwn, askies chomiie.
Me: To even think I fell for him.
Nkele: That was too soon.
Me: I couldn't help it, Kele. He's so attractive and... I love him.
Mkhuseli was my boyfriend, yes, but with Nhlakanipho, I felt like he was my man
instead of a boyfriend. When he hugged me, I felt safer in his arms. When he kissed me, I
could feel the gentleness. Those few days we dated felt like years. I don't know if it's
because we were already growing closer or because I got attracted before I knew it.
Nkele: I think he loves you too.
Me: That's what you think.
Nkele: If he was around, we wouldn't be here. His enemies knew that he was away, and
they took their chances.
Me: But he's still at fault. I... they took my virginity, Kele.
Nkele: (gasps) What? They did what?
She pushed me out of her embrace, sitting up straight. I followed.
Me: Yes. They forced me to suck a man's dic and... and put their fingers inside me. It was
painful, Kele.
My voice trembled as the thought of it flashed in my mind. Nkele cupped my face, wiping
tears that escaped my eyes.
Nkele: No, they didn't take your virginity Rori, but they gRaped you. That's an assault,
and they must get charged for that. I'm so sorry.
Me: It was painful...
I say, my voice barely audible. Nkele pulled me into her arms, hugging me tightly.
Nkele: I'm sorry, Rori.
She kept whispering that as I cried silently.
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LINDA
She accepted that Sukoluhle was born from a rich family. She accepted that Sukoluhle
was getting princess treatment. Rorisang arrived, and she thought they would both be
from the developing families, but she thought wrong.
Being the only one who came from a struggling family put pressure on her. She didn't
want Sukoluhle to do anything for her anymore, especially in front of Rorisang. She
thought if she could get to be Nhla's girl, she would be okay in life because he'll basically
spoil her and treat her like his princess.
Then Rorisang arrived! Rorisang didn't only take her best friend, but she also took
someone Linda wanted. Linda watched Rori being a rich kid in front of her eyes, and she
watched how Rori was getting princess treatment from Nhla. How could she watch that
and let her be?
If it wasn't for her, Nhla would've slept with her instead of sending Mkhuseli over.
Rorisang is the problem here, and the only problem that needed to be solved by getting
kidnapped and trafficked.
She smirks and talks to herself, "Let's watch how their little love tumble down before it
could even get built."
She clicks her tongue and flushes down the sim card she was using.
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CHAPTER 25 (UNEDITED) Sponsored by Amber
NHLAKANIPHO
He's with Philani. They both jotted down the ideas of how to deal with this. Nhlakanipho
doesn't want anything other than being with Rorisang. He doesn't know how he's going to
pull this off, but he has to. He's actually relieved that it's not one of his enemies, but her so-
called friend.
Philani: I knew from wanting to be an escort that she was a problem.
Nhlakanipho: The fact that I trusted her with Suko digusts me. This person can put our little
sister's life in danger, Lani.
Philani: Ngiyakuzwa kodwa you can't do what you're planning to do, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Do you realize that Rori will never get back her innocence, Philani? Linda is
wicked, and she should pay for what she did.
Philani: With death, though?
Nhlakanipho frowns at his brother, burying his hands deep in his pockets.
Nhlakanipho: U'serious, Philani?
Philani: What business do you have with Thabiso's little sister, Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Uzoba umakoti wenu, why? Can't you read the room? (She will be your
daughter-in-law)
Philani: (chuckles) Haibo, I thought I was just hearing rumors. Do you love that crazy
minor? When did it happen?
He's actually amused. Apart from being a Mafia, he's also a very dedicated teacher who is
very obsessed with his work. All these happened with him busy with work.
Nhlakanipho: When she hit my car, I knew I had to make her mine. When we bumped into
each other again, I knew this was fate.
Philani: Haibo ndoda!? Maybe Suko might be Thabiso's soulmate phela.
Nhlakanipho: Usuyahlanya keh manje wena. How does this have to do with those two?
(You're now crazy)
Philani: Ngoba you wouldn't like it as much as Thabiso wouldn't like your relationship with
Rorisang. This will just cause a rift between not only you and him, but between Rori and
Suko as well.
Nhlakanipho: Aii, manje ngiyenzeni nge nhliyo yami? Ikhethe yena mos. (What should I do
with my heart then? It chose her mos)
He can imagine how Rorisang must be feeling right now. She hates him, but only if he could
hear her voice, or even have her in his arms, he would be okay.
Philani: I can see you're into her, and I'm not going to stop you, but at least let her reach 18,
Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: I can't. I want to be with her.
Philani: That's against the law.
Nhlakanipho: I'm not sleeping with her.
Philani: (laughs) Damn, you look so stupidly in love.
Nhlakanipho: Back to the main focus, Philani. Let's deal with Linda. You're already her class
teacher, so it will be easier to deal with her. She has crossed limits.
Philani: Do you think she did that alone? She obviously had someone she was working with.
Nhlakanipho nodded to that. It's Friday, so he'll use this weekend to try and win back his
Dollface. By Monday, Linda wouldn't know what had hit her.
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MKHUSELI
He just came back from transporting all the drugs around the country and outside. He only
thought that was one trip for the night, and that was it, not a week road trip. But in all
honesty, Khozas has treated him right. He slept at five-star hotels and had enough meals. On
top of that, he'll get his full payment.
Mkhuseli: Ngiyabonga ma. You'll always be my favorite cook.
His mother went all out for him, cooking a five-star meal for her son. The smile of
satisfaction played on Bulelwa's face, though her eyes emphasized with Mkhu. She could tell
how tired he was from this trip, but she is sure that it was worth it.
Mkhuseli: Linda didn't look okay during supper. Is she okay?
Bulelwa: Her friend, Rorisang, was kidnapped a few days ago.
Mkhuseli shot up, unable to hold back himself. His heart almost came out of his throat as it
beat faster than normal.
Mkhuseli: Uthini, ma? Have they found her?
Bulelwa: Haibo, Mkhu. Why do you act like you know her from...
Mkhuseli: Ma! I need to know if she's okay.
Bulelwa: I- don't know, Mkhuseli, but she was found yesterday.
Mkhuseli sighs in relief and leaves her mother in confusion, heading to his bedroom. He
grabbed his phone and tried to call her, but remembered that she had changed her number.
How is he going to get to check on her? Linda clears her throat, leaning by the bedroom
door with her arms folded.
Linda: Kwenzejani bhuti?
Mkhuseli: Lutho. Lalela, can I have Rorisang's number?
Linda: Haibo, bhuti?
Mkhuseli: I just need to hear if she's okay.
Linda: She has her brother, Bhut'Mkhuseli. She has a lot of people on her side, so would you
relax?
She says, walking inside the bedroom, trying to fight the anger she has. She doesn't really
understand what Rorisang has that she doesn't. Mkhuseli isn't even aware that she's only
wearing her short silky night dress until she holds his cold hand.
Linda: You're coming from a very long trip. Would you take rest and focus on other things
tomorrow?
Mkhuseli: I just wanted to check if she's okay.
Linda: Ngiyaktshela mina as her friend, she's okay. She lost her phone during the abduction,
so... you won't be able to hear from her.
Mkhuseli: Oh...
Linda: Did you play around with her vele?
She asks, rubbing Mkhuseli's hand and kissing the top of it. Mkhu has suddenly become
uncomfortable considering what occurred between them last time. Her eyes are piercing
through his.
Linda: Mhh?
He clears his throat and takes a step back.
Mkhuseli: I'm your brother, Linda. How can you easily ask me such a question?
Linda: Mhh? Okay, brother. Let me step out of here. I just came to calm you down anyway.
Mkhuseli watched her walk out, swaying her hips on the sides. He swallowed, scratching the
back of his head before following her out.
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CHAPTER 26 (UNEDITED)
MKHUSELI
He had to hold himself back yesterday. He doesn't understand what got into Linda. She was
seducing him yesterday like they're not siblings. Linda seemed to forget that he has a wife
and a kid. A wife that loves her so much.
He got his payment of thousands. Nhlakanipho kept his word and gave him the doubled
amount of what he used to get. Mkhu couldn't hold his excitement, and called his wife and
son over. Nomkhitha arrived in a few hours with her little sister, Zanele, and their son.
They went shopping and bought necessary things that they needed. After doing all the
shopping, groceries and clothes, they decided to go and grab something to eat at the famous
restaurant.
Nomkhitha: Thank you, babakhe.
Mkhuseli: It's been so long since I last spoiled you. You deserve it.
Nomkhitha: Does transporting good pay off that much?
Mkhuseli: I didn't expect it as well, but those Khoza brothers are filthy rich mkami. I don't
regret coming here.
Nomkhitha: Please don't spend too much. Save up and buy a house this side so we can move
here and transfer Simthembile to a better school.
Mkhuseli smiled, nodding. They all continued to have their lunch until his eyes looked
outside the window, staring where Rorisang was walking with Nkele. She was still the same
Rorisang in his eyes, and nothing could prove that she was kidnapped just a few days ago.
Simthembile: Baba.
Mkhuseli: Mh?
Simthembile: I want to go to the bathroom.
Mkhuseli: Oh, yeah.. let's go boy.
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Mkhuseli's phone beeped a message from Linda. She was thanking him for sending her
some cash. He was about to respond when another message came through.
"I would thank you much better, but I heard sis Kitty is home. Let me thank you properly
when she goes back."
That was followed by a winking face emoji and kissy faces emoji. Mkhuseli frowned,
clearing his throat and immediately called her.
Linda: Brother.
Mkhuseli: Uyibiza ngani lento oyenzayo?
Linda: Hawu?
Mkhuseli: Don't hawu me, Linda. You better stop it, okay? Whatever happened wasn't
supposed to happen, and we should let it slide unless you want mother to know what you've
been doing at age of 17.
Linda: Kodwa bhuti...
Mkhuseli: I'm your damn brother! And I have a wife, a wife I'm spending my day with,
ngiyacela please, stop it.
He disconnected the call and pulled Simthembile's hand out of the male toilets. He stopped
on his tracks seeing Rorisang walk in the restaurant. This is what he has to get used to,
they're living in the same city, and there will be many chances of them bumping into each
other.
She still looks as beautiful as ever. Her innocent smile that makes her eyes small when she
flashes it, has always been his favorite.
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RORISANG
What earth do I live in? I only thought I lost my innocence, just like that. Fingers were also
painful, so I only thought they took my virginity. That doesn't mean I have healed. Those
people traumatized me. I think Nkele saw that I wasn't actually okay even after she
comforted me. That's why she opted for shopping and lunch date.
Nkele: We're going to drink his black card empty. Akere he let his enemies close to you?
Otlare tseba hee. (He'll know us very well)
Nhla gave me his credit card when he left the country so I could spoil myself, and well, I
won't spoil myself only, but my bestie as well.
Nkele: There's this necklace I've always wanted.
Me: Kele, it looks like you're only going to be the one spending his money.
Nkele: Because you look like you don't need anything! Mxm, look at that traitor! Oh, he's
with his wife, wow.
Me: You mean a hypocrite? I want nothing to do with that man. Actually, I'm not really lucky
with men. Look at what Nhla did to me.
Nkele: Mr. Bentley is way better than that breadwinner. He drives a bakkie while Nhla
drives an SUV. You spoiled him, but Nhla spoils you.
She says, flashing Nhlakanipho's credit card on my face. I don't mean it in that way, but I let
her be. She's trying all her best to keep me in the mood, but I just honestly don't want to see
myself here, but on my bed.
Nkele: Should we just go home?
Me: No, let's have fun.
Nkele: You're not having fun, Rori. I think you need a professional help to be able to move
on from that trauma.
Me: No, I just need to lie down, I'm tired.
Nkele: Let's just order and take food home then.
Me: No, let's have our lunch and leave.
I was never a party pooper. My presence never turned the mood off, but I think I need a few
days to regain myself. Nkele is very understanding. That's why our conversation is flowing
like I just didn't turn off her mood. We ordered food and drinks before continuing with our
chats.
Me: How is school?
She's in university, majoring in Accountancy— second year student.
Nkele: School will always be school.
Me: That's why I only need a matric certificate and I'll be done.
Nkele: How can...
"Rorisang, hi."
I shifted my attention to where the familiar voice just came from. Oh, it's Mr Khoza,
Sukoluhle's other brother.
Me: Good day, sir. How are you?
Philani: No, how are you?
Me: I'll be fine.
Philani: Awww, my Nausea girl.
Oh, my God! I can't believe he just brought that up. That's an ancient history. He shouldn't
make fun of my lacking English.
Me: It's amnesia, sir.
Philani: There's the smile I was looking for. I really hope you'll get better and come back to
school. Phela, I need to teach you the difference between nausea and amnesia.
Me: I already know that, Mr Khoza.
Why is he teasing me like this? Funny enough, I'm smiling and laughing softly. As I reflect on
what I said back then, I was really not okay in my head. I think I indeed had amnesia, which
made some screws loose in my head.
Philani: I didn't know you had a sister. Hi.
He greets Kele, taking a seat from another table, and sits down. Who invited him to sit with
us? If my schoolmates see this, I will be all over the school group again.
Me: She's actually my best friend, Nkele.
Nkele: Good day, sir.
They stare at each other for a few seconds.
Philani: Where have I seen you?
Nkele: I'm asking myself the same question.
Me: You know each other?
Nkele: Oh, Mr Khoza! You came to our school just a few months back. Now I remember. I'm
the girl who asked for your signature, and you laughed it off saying you're not a celebrity.
Okay, now I'm left with confusion. Our drinks come before our meal. The waiter asks if he
should get Philani something, and he shakes his head.
Me: Why would you ask for his signature?
Philani: She actually asked me to sign in numbers. She was indirectly asking for my number.
Me: Oh, God, what?
We laugh it off, but I'm honestly embarrassed on her behalf. She's not so embarrassed, but
looks happy that she actually met him again.
A familiar strong fragrance fills my nostrils. I look towards the door. There he is, wearing
blue jeans and a white polo neck with white sneakers. A whole snack of a hypocrite!
He walks towards our table, not moving his eyes from mine.
Philani: Kele, please walk me to my car so we can catch up.
Me: Nkele, no.
Nhlakanipho: Hey, nana.
Philani quickly pulls Nkele out of the restaurant. Nhlakanipho sits uninvited and stares at
me. We lock eyes for a few seconds.
Nhlakanipho: How are you feeling?
Me: O batlang, Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: I want to talk to you and apologize.
Me: Okay.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyaxolisa, nana. I'm deeply sorry, and from the bottom of my heart, I... I
really...
"Mnumzane Khoza?"
I know that voice. I don't bother myself to turn because what is this man doing here, leaving
his wife back? Oh, the wife is walking out along with their kids.
Nhlakanipho: Biyela.
Mkhuseli: Sorry to interrupt, but Rori, can we talk?
Haibo, people are in the mood to talk to me kante what's going on?
Nhlakanipho: Where do you get the nerve to come out of the hell hole you're coming from
and ask such? Am I invisible in your eyes? What are you even going to talk about with my
girl?
Mkhuseli: No, I... sorry, what did you just say? Your girl?
Lord, I'm not really in the mood for this.
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CHAPTER 27
LINDA
What was that? She only thought Mkhuseli was drawn to her, especially what she did
yesterday. She thought her getting money from him was to show that he's drawn. Kante,
what's wrong with her? Mkhuseli still likes Rorisang. She could tell how worried he was
yesterday. Nhlakanipho jumped from looking at her and looked at Rorisang at the
minute they met. There must be something that Rorisang uses for these men to be so
attracted to her.
Lusanda: Are you even listening?
Linda: Huh? Oh, yes. What's the plan from here onwards?
Lusanda: What? I told you I want nothing to do with this, Linda. I know Nhla, and I know
how ruthless he can be, especially when it comes to people he loves.
Linda: He wouldn't even have an idea it's us.
Lusanda: Us? Did you just say "us"? Linda, you're on your own. You blackmailed me to
help you track Nhlakanipho's whereabouts. You blackmailed me into doing this so I
could help you, but now I'm out because I know he's onto you.
Listen to this woman. Did she forget that Linda has her video where she's doing wild
things and she can trend in just a second?
Linda: I'm on my own?
Lusanda: Yes. You can leak that video, I don't care anymore. Did you hear the people you
asked to abduct Rorisang gRaped her?
Linda: (laughs) What?
Lusanda: You find this funny?
Linda: I find it interesting. I didn't ask them to do that. I'm sure she was being herself,
and they got fed up.
Lusanda: You shouldn't be like this, especially knowing that you're a girl and it could
happen to you? You called her your friend. Why are you so heartless?
Linda: Haibo, I helped both of us here. You also wanted Nhla by yourself.
Linda takes her cup of milkshake and gulps it down. Lusanda looks at her in disbelief. If
fighting for what you love is called heartless, then she'll let her be.
Lusanda: I have had him. Yes, I wanted him, but not to this extent. Pray that Nhla doesn't
find out because you're going to experience something more than what Rorisang
experienced.
Linda: Aoow?
Lusanda: You're a psychopath. A young psycho that needs help, a serious help.
Linda smirks, watching her walk away. Nhlakanipho wouldn't do a thing, but he'll
instead like her one way or the other. Does he like it when that little sister of hers
flashes their riches on her face?
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RORISANG
I have watched Kdrama, and this kind of situation happens all the time. I always wished
it could happen to me, but with Korean men, not Zulu men, especially hypocrites and
traitors like these two. I know I'm pretty, but this is so uncalled for. Firstly, Mkhuseli
and I broke up. He shouldn't be here. Secondly, well, I haven't broken up with
Nhlakanipho, but I will.
Lord, where's that woman? She has to come and drag her man out of here. He's the one
blubbering like we're a couple while Nhlakanipho is seated still, clenching jaws.
Nhlakanipho: Are you done?
He asks Mkhuseli just after he decides to shut up. I don't exactly know what his problem
is with me being with Nhla. If he's going to question my age gap with Nhlakanipho, why
didn't he question mine with him?
Nhlakanipho: I guess you're done.
He takes out his wallet and puts a few notes on the table before grabbing my hand.
Nhlakanipho: Asambe Nana.
Me: Huh?
He pulled my hand gently and led the way out. It's hard to keep up with his pace. Has he
forgotten that I'm short and he has long legs? No, have I forgotten what he put me
through?
Me: Our shopping bags, Bhut'Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: Someone is taking care of them, and it's Nhla to you.
Me: And I'm hungry.
Nhlakanipho: I have a cook at my place.
Me: What?
I stop, yanking my hand out of his grip. He heavily sighs before looking at me. Why is he
frowning? I should be the one frowning! Is this tall giant greedy man kidding me?
Nhlakanipho: I'm sure you have no hearing problem. I said I have a cook at my place.
Me: I'm not going to your place.
Nhlakanipho: Oh? So you want us to sit where your crazy ex-boyfriends could come and
siege me?
Me: What the hell? Mkhuseli wasn't...
Nhlakanipho: Of course I expected you to speak up for him. We need to talk, Rorisang.
We need a quiet place to do that.
Wait, did this man just firmly talk to me without asking? Okay, I can let that slide, but
call me with my full ID name? I fold my arms, facing away.
Nhlakanipho: I don't have time.
Me: I don't care about the damn time. What is it that we need to talk about? I don't want
this anymore nna.
Nhlakanipho: What did you just say?
Me: Oh, you're the one with a hearing problem? I said I don't want this anymore, akesao
batla. (I don't want you anymore)
Nhlakanipho: I heard that the first time, I thought you misspoke. Weeh Rorisang,
ucabanga ukuthi ngiyadlala la? (Do you think I'm playing here?)
Me: Yes ke cabanga hore wa dlala because you think my vag!na is a toy to play with. (I
think you're playing)
His frown deepened as his èyes darkened. I blinked my lashes multiple times, facing
aside. I can't read his expression, but I can sense he's getting mad.
Nhlakanipho: You're drawing people's eyes. What's wrong with you?
Me: I like attention, don't you know? (chuckles) Mxm, what do you even know about
me?
Nhlakanipho: Don't talk to me like that.
Me: Or what, huh? Are you going to send your people to kidnap me again so they can
play on my p^ssy? I mean, that's what you're good at.
Nhlakanipho: Rorisang.
He warns, in a stern voice. I glance at him, our eyes lock. His pierce right through mine. I
swallowed, stepping back.
Nhlakanipho: I'm not your agemate.
Me: I'm sorry.
Shouldn't he be the one apologizing? I'm bewitched here. He holds my hand and
continues walking.
Nhlakanipho: We're going to my place.
Me: Okay.
He pulls my hand again. His patience with my pace ran out. He scooped me up in his
arms in a bridal style. I circled my hands around his neck, staring at him as he kept his
face straight, clenching jaws.
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 28 sponsored by Amber

NHLAKANIPHO
Feeling her against his body melted his anger away. This is why he wants to be with her and
no one else. Her eyes are wandering around the house like she hasn't been here as he walks
back from the kitchen to get her something to drink.
Her eyes fall on him as he approaches her, they lock with hers. Her beautiful round eyes are
no longer filled with excitement when they meet his. She's not okay at all, and he, as her
man, has to make sure she's okay.
Rorisang: Thank you.
She takes a sip from the appetizer he poured her. Nhlakanipho takes a seat next to her,
leaving just a small gap between them.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry for sternly talking to you like that. I just hate it when someone raises
their voices at me or more like talking to me with an attitude.
Rorisang: So it's okay if you let your enemies take and assault me? Should I have just kept
quiet?
Nhlakanipho: No, no. I'm sorry that you had to go through that, but it's not because of me.
Yes, I have enemies, but they weren't the people who.
Rorisang: I'm a child, but that doesn't I'm stupid, Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Didn't I just ask you to call me Nhla? Why are you so stubborn?
Rori took another sip from her drink and faced down. Nhla pulled her free hand and left a
peck on top of it.
Nhlakanipho: I know you're not stupid, and I'm not trying to make you look stupid. My
enemies haven't even been aware of our relationship.
Rorisang: So I'll face another trauma once they find out? What am I even saying? They'll
never find out because we're breaking up.
Nhlakanipho: Linda was the one behind your kidnapping, Nana.
Rorisang: (frowns) Linda?
Nhlakanipho: (nods) Yes, Linda Biyela, your friend.
Rorisang: (laughs) You're so funny.
She gulped all of her drink and put the glass away, standing up. Nhla stood up with her, not
letting go of her hand.
Rorisang: You've got jokes, really.
Nhlakanipho: Do you think I would joke about something like this? Rorisang, I'm not a
person who jokes around. That's you.
Rorisang: So you want me to believe you?
Nhlakanipho: You got no choice.
Rorisang: Nhlakanipho! Linda may hate me, but not to an extent of hiring people to kidnap
me. She doesn't have that power.
Nhlakanipho: Well, I also thought so. Nana, I just want you to know that I got nothing to do
with this. I don't know why would Linda do that to you. I'm still working on making her pay.
He looks at her as she let this sink in. She shakes her head and looks up at his eyes.
Rorisang: Why would she make me go through all that?
Nhlakanipho: I don't know, love. I'm asking myself the same question.
Rorisang: She never liked me.
Nhlakanipho: You're friends.
Rorisang: No. She firstly didn't help me with homework, and hid the fact that she wrote only
to get me on detention. She secondly set me up with Smangaliso so I could sleep with him at
that party and... and now this? Did I wrong her?
Her voice trembled as her eyes got filled with tears. Nhlakanipho pulled her in for a hug. She
wrapped her hands around his waist.
Rorisang: What did I do for her to make me go through gRape?
Nhlakanipho: Oh, Nana kaNhla, ngiyaxolisa. I'm so sorry that I wasn't there to protect you. I
promise she'll pay. She'll pay for this.
Rorisang: Nhla...
She clenched on him, crying softly as the bad memories of what happened to her flashed in
her mind. Nhlakanipho picked her up, wrapping her legs around his legs. He tightened his
hug around her as he brushed her hair.
Nhlakanipho: Askies, Nana.
He comforts her until she calms down. He wipes her tears with his free hand whilst still
holding her firmly, yet gently. Rori faces down on the button of his t-shirt, wetting her lips.
Why on earth would Nhla see her as cute as ever with these red eyes? She looks up at him
again, locking eyes with him.
Rorisang: I'm sorry for...
Nhlakanipho: No, you had every right to be mad at me. I failed to protect you as your man.
Rorisang: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Shh... I'm at fault. there's no need to apologize, okay?
She puts her hands around his neck, nodding. Nhlakanipho leaned closer and pecked her
lips. He pulled away, looking at her again.
Nhlakanipho: Did you have to be so beautiful?
Rorisang: (slightly smiles) Thank you.
Nhlakanipho: Hayibo, bengibuza nje mina. (That was a question)
Rorisang: (giggles) Mxm! Vele ke muhle.
Nhlakanipho: Listen to you speaking Zulu. Do you have to always mix your language with
mine?
Rorisang: I don't know your language fully.
She blushed, shying away from Nhla's stares. He just stares a lot, and his side smile doesn't
help at all.
Nhlakanipho: I can teach you.
Rorisang: Mhh?
Nhlakanipho: Let me do this first.
He leaned over for a kiss. Rori reciprocated, slowly kissing him. They exchanged spits, with
their tongue dancing together. Nhla brushed her arse gently, already getting heated up. Both
their breathing pattern accelerated. Nhla pulled away just after pecking her lips.
Nhlakanipho: Ungowami wena. (You're mine)
He said in a low, husky voice, gently brushing her cheek.
Rorisang: Am I not heavy? You've been standing for too long.
Nhlakanipho: You're not okay, Rori. I can see it in your eyes.
Rorisang: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: My kiss always makes you feel better, but it failed this time. What do you want
me to do? Ufuna uNhla wakho akwenzele ini? (What do you want your Nhla to do for you?)
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Philani and Nkele laughed at the joke Philani cracked as they walked through his house.
Kele looked around, admiring the place.
Philani: A drink?
Nkele: Do you have wine?
Philani: I think I do.
He winked, licking his lower lip and walking a few steps backward before disappearing to
get Nkele her wine.
He walked back a little while later holding two glasses with a bottle of wine. He poured a
glass for Nkele, and grabbed his whisky bottle from the coffee table.
Philani: How long will you stay this side?
Nkele: Liked me?
Philani: You're so straightforward.
Nkele: Playing hard to get isn't one of my cards.
Philani: Oh, really?
Nkele stepped closer to him and grabbed him with the collar of his shirt. Philani let out his
deep chuckle as they both went on an eye contact contest.
Nkele: You're not so bad.
Philani: That comment wouldn't sound so amusing if you drop it after fvcking you.
Nkele: That will depend on your performance.
They both put away their glasses and already attacked each other with a kiss.
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Later on, Linda cried for her life, standing inside the dugged grave. Nhlakanipho stood a
little far from the grave, having a smoke.
Linda: Please, ngiyacela, don't do this Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: She must've begged them to stop, but did they? No.
Linda: Bhut'Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: What was your reason for that, mhh? Gents, bury her.
Linda: No, please. No!!!!
Linda snap opened her eyes. What kind of dream was that? She's breathing heavily and
sweating. Dammit! This is why she hates sleeping in the afternoon. She wipes off her sweat
with the back of her hand.
"Bad dream?"
A deep voice startled her. She blinked multiple times, her heart beating out of her chest.
Linda: Bhut'Nhla? How... how...
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CHAPTER 29
NARRATED
Nkele's giggles turned to gasps as Philani's hand connected with her butt, sending a shiver
down her spine. Just as she reached for the door handle, Philani's grasp closed around her
wrist, pulling her back. He pinned her against the door, his forehead inches from hers. His
eyes blazed with desire, the intensity of his gaze making Nkele's heart skip a beat.
Nkele: I have to go.
Philani: Thank you, I needed that.
Nkele: (smiles) Of course you did, but did you have to go that hard on me?
Philani: I couldn't help it. You were just so good.
He buried his face on her neck, leaving soft cold kisses down to her chest whilst cupping her
boob and holding her waist closer.
Nkele: (gasps) Philaaaa...
Philani: Mhh... Do you have to go?
Nkele: Rori...
Philani: My brother kept her safe.
Nkele: I can't stay any longer, Philani.
Philani: I know, just a quick last round.
He didn't wait for her to respond. His hand went under her chin, bringing her lips closer. He
brushed his lips against hers. Nkele opened her lips slightly, inviting him into a kiss.
He picked her up to the counter, getting between her thighs. They shared a hurried kiss,
unzipping Philani's zip, and shifted Kele's thong to the side.
Nkele: Oh my God!
Philani: Oh, shit!
He pulled out. Nkele looked at him with a slight frown, her eyes begging for more. He went
back inside again, letting out a deep groan. He moved in and out, unable to control his fast
pace. Feeling the warmth around his dic, the soft moans against his ear, and the way Kele
ran her hands on his arm and his back drove him crazy.
Nkele shut her eyes, her mind focused on the pleasure she was given. Philani pulled her to
the edge of the counter, holding her firmly, and went in harder, burying his face on her neck.
Nkele moaned loudly, feeling him hit the right spot.
Nkele: Oh, Philaaaa...
She threw her head back, rolling her eyes back. Philani held her tightly as her legs shook,
attempting to release when the door opened. They both froze. Philani slowly pulled out and
cursed, feeling his dic getting cold from the warmth it's coming out from.
"What the hell, Philani?"
Philani helped Nkele off the counter, and they both fixed themselves. Nkele cleared her
throat, feeling embarrassed. She glanced at Philani, who was unbothered by what was in
front of them.
Philani: Asekhona, hi.
Asekhona huffed before letting out a chuckle. Nkele attempted to walk out to excuse them,
but Philani's hand grabbed her wrist.
Philani: Uyaphi? (Where are you going?)
Nkele: I... I was...
Philani: I'll drive you and make sure you get home safe.
Asekhona: Ngiyalingwa yini!? Philani, what are you doing? (Am I being tempted?)
Philani took out the car keys out of his pocket and handed them over to Nkele before kissing
her cheek.
Philani: Go wait in the car, I'll be there in a minute.
Nkele: Okay.
She replied, her voice whispering. She glanced at Asekhona and quickly stepped out of the
house. Philani watched her until she was out of their sight.
Asekhona: And then?
Philani: Yini kanti inkinga yakho, Asekhona? I'll have to change my passcode if you're going
barge in my house like you're my woman. You startled that poor girl. (What's your
problem?)
Asekhona: She'll be fine. Who is she? I don't know her.
Philani: Just a girl I met a few hours ago.
Asekhona: And she decided to give it to you just like that?
Philani: On a gold platter.
They shared laughter and fist bumped. Asekhona went to the fridge and took out a can of
brutal fruit.
Asekhona: She has to know I'm the woman of this house.
Philani: Udakiwe. Let me take her home.
Asekhona: You can finish your session in the car.
Philani: You'll definitely pay for what you just did.
Asekhona laughed as Philani walked out to the car. He frowned, seeing Nkele sitting at the
backseat of the car as soon as he got inside since his car windows were shaded.
Philani: What are you doing in there?
Nkele: You should've told me you had a girlfriend.
Philani: Oh, she's my wife, not a girlfriend.
Nkele: Wow, and you see nothing wrong with what you just did?
Philani: Come and sit in front.
Nkele: That seat has its owner. If I had known, I wouldn't have even gotten inside this car.
Philani: But you did. Come on, didn't you enjoy a married man's dic? You made the first
move and I couldn't say no.
Nkele: Mxm.
She stepped out of the car. Philani followed, rushing after her and pulled her hand. She
stepped back, yanking her hand off.
Philani: I was kidding, Kele. She's my colleague and friend.
Nkele: Oh, and she has that much access to your house? She must've heard the moans.
Philani: We've been friends since forever. I also have that access to her house.
Nkele: Please take me home Bhut'Philani.
She folded her arms, headed to the front seat of the car, and got inside. Philani smirked,
going after her and hopping in the driver’s side. He leaned over, fastening her seat belt. She
must've forgotten because she's too focused on sulking.
Philani: Are you upset?
Nkele: No.
Philani: Of course you are.
He reversed the car slowly before getting in the main road and drove off. He kept glancing at
Kele and smirking to himself.
Nkele: I was wondering how a man like you could drink a wine. It wasn't yours, but hers.
Philani: You're right.
Nkele: Do you realize how embarrassing that was?
Philani: It must've been embarrassing.
Nkele: You clearly don't see it that way. You're a man, after all. Maybe it's not the first time
for you.
Philani: It is. I don't bring girls to my house.
Nkele: Of course, you would say that to make me feel special.
Philani let out a soft chuckle, stopping by the red traffic lights. He finally paid full attention
to her. She looked even prettier with the upset facial expression. He put his hand over her
bare thigh, brushing it gently.
Philani: You're not mad over what happened, but because you couldn't release.
Nkele: Mxm.
The traffic lights turned green. Philani smirked and drove away. He parked a few houses
away from Thabiso's place.
Philani: Come and sit here.
Nkele: No.
Philani: Kele...
Nkele: Unlock the door, Bhut'Philani.
Philani: Hawu? I'm not "daddy" anymore? No "Oh, yes, daddy"?
He slid his hand under Nkele's short skirt and shifted her thong to the side. Nkele's toes
curled as she pulled back her leg and released a heavy breath.
Nkele: No...
Philani: Do you want me to stop?
He asked, whispering against her neck whilst leaving kisses and slowly rubbing her cl!t.
Nkele shook her head, biting her lower lip.
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Rorisang let out a sigh of relief as soon as Nkele walked in, looking all bubbly. It's good that
she arrived before Thabiso because he was going to ask endless questions, and Rorisang
being a terrible liar, Thabiso would've known that she came from Nhlakanipho's place.
Rorisang: Where have you been?
Nkele: At Philani's.
Rorisang: Kele! What were you doing there?
Nkele: What were you doing at Mr Greedy's place?
Rorisang: How did you know that?
Nkele: So you're from his place?
Rorisang: He just wanted to talk.
Nkele: And Philani just wanted to talk.
Rorisang squinted her eyes at her friend, causing Nkele to laugh.
Rorisang: Talk?
Nkele: We talked, you know? In the bedroom, of course.
Rorisang: Kele! You cheated on Khumo?
Nkele: Oh, come on! Khumo wouldn't know. I just couldn't help the lust I had over Phila, and
he also wanted it so.
Rorisang: Doesn't he have a girlfriend?
Nkele: I think he does. She found us fucking. I wouldn't care if she got in just after I
climaxed, but the woman got in as I was about to reach my climax. I was so mad, and... okay,
you can close your mouth Rori.
Rorisang was just staring and listening with her jaw dropped down on the floor. Nkele
never ceases to amaze her. The call came through the phone she was given by Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Do you want to see her?
Rorisang: And do what after seeing her?
Nhlakanipho: Dollface, you can do anything to her. Slap her, punch her, kick her or even...
k!ll her.
His tone changed on the last statement. Rorisang widened her eyes.
Rorisang: What? No, I'm not a killer.
Nhlakanipho: But you can be a kicker, or even a slapper.
Rorisang: (chuckles) You can kick her for me. I don't want anything to do with that girl.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, that girl owes you answers.
Rorisang: I can't leave the house, Nhla. My brother will be suspicious.
Nhlakanipho: How about tomorrow, then?
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LINDA
Her heart hasn't rested since the nightmare she had that turned into reality. Nhlakanipho
took her, yes. She couldn't understand how come because she had flushed that sim card.
How did he find out about her?
Nhlakanipho: Linda, Linda, Linda.
Linda: Bhut'Nhla, please...
Nhlakanipho: I don't like betrayers. Do you know that? I hate people like you.
Linda: I didn't betray you.
Nhlakanipho: You betrayed my Dollface.
His what? Linda's heart shuttered. This was actually her reality, Nhlakanipho even gave
Rorisang a pet name. He's even here, fighting for her. Nandipha was right.
Nhlakanipho: Why?
Linda: You chose her.
Nhlakanipho: What?
Linda: I liked you first, Bhut'Nhla, but you chose her. I've always been around you, showing
you the signs, but you turned a blind eye. I have a beautiful, thick body, curves, pointy
boobs, and a flat tummy. She is skinny with no boobs. What does she have on me?
Nhlakanipho: Are you crazy, Linda?
Linda: Yes, you drive me crazy, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: I took you as my little sister. You grew up with me watching over you and
Sukoluhle. I don't have to even explain myself. Lalela la, I can tolerate anything you say, but
not bodyshaming Rorisang. You're sick in head! Did you have to go this extra just because
you weren't attractive enough?
Linda raised her eyebrows. Not attractive enough? Is that what he thinks of her? Rorisang
doesn't even have a dollface!
Nhlakanipho: What were you looking for in return? You just made things worse because I
now despise you. Getting my girl gRaped? Are you insane?
Linda: I had to do something to get your attention.
Nhlakanipho: And trust me, you won't only get my attention, but d!cks too.
Linda: What?
Nhlakanipho: Gents.
Two guys walked in shirtless and sweaty. They were both given a bucket to pee inside and
walked to where Linda was tied up.
Nhlakanipho: You're going to suck their d!cks and swallow their semen.
Linda: Wh-what?
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 30
NARRATED
Linda widened her eyes. Ever since she knew Nhlakanipho, she had never seen him giving
her the look he was giving her now. It was full of anger and hatred even though he was
trying to control it. Was he trying to control his emotions or he's just not the one to shout to
show them out?
Linda: No.
Nhlakanipho: No? Your brother works for me. One phone call away, his life will be ruined.
Linda: I'm not going to suck anyone's dic, Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Oh, so that's how it's going to work?
Linda: Ngiyaxolisa Bhut'Nhla. It was for the last time.
Nhlakanipho glanced at his men. They untied Linda and forced her to go on her knees.
Nhlakanipho watched the other guy shoving his huge dic inside Linda's mouth. She bit him
instead of sucking. The guy slapped her hard and shoved back his dic inside.
Philani walked in just after the first guy came inside Linda's mouth.
Nhlakanipho: Swallow.
He ordered. Linda shut her eyes and swallowed, making a disgusted face. Before the second
could even pass, she vomited down on the floor.
Nhlakanipho: You'll eat that vomit back, all of it, and suck the other dic. Asidlali la. (We're
not playing here)
Linda: Bhut'Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Bhut'Nhla yokunuka. Angiyena uBhuti wakho mina. I thought I was until a few
minutes ago when you told me you've been looking at me with a different eye. (Bhut'Nhla,
my left foot! I'm not your brother)
She vomited again. Philani couldn't keep watching, so he excused himself. Nhlakanipho
forced Linda to eat all of her vomit.
Nhlakanipho: Good, now drink water and suck the other dic. You vomit again. You'll keep on
sucking them.
They gave Linda some water to drink and rinse so she could continue. Nhlakanipho watched
the whole scene until the man finally came inside her mouth. Linda swallowed before Nhla
could even order her to. She looked at him with teary eyes.
Nhlakanipho: Good girl. Now, you're going to lie down and let them finger fvck you like how
they did to Rorisang.
Linda: I didn't ask them to do that, Bhut'Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: But you asked them to abduct her, right? That's one and the same thing,
Linda. You broke her.
Linda: I'm sorry.
Nhlakanipho: If only it could rewind what happened to her, I would forgive you. Do I even
forgive?
Philani pulled Nhlakanipho aside just after walking back inside. They both glanced at Linda
and looked back at each other.
Philani: I hope you're not planning to bury her. You can't k!ll her, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: I can.
Philani: Of course you can, but don't.
Nhlakanipho: Who are you to take orders from, Philani? Linda shouldn't have done what
she did over lame excuses. She has this crazy obsession over me that pushed her to get Rori
kidnapped.
Philani: What?
Nhlakanipho: She says she wanted my attention, imagine.
He lets out his deep chuckle, with no smile at all. Philani looks at Linda, taking his hands out
of his pockets and folds.
Philani: She likes you?
Nhlakanipho: No, she's obsessed, so please, don't tell me not to k!ll her. Rorisang is not okay.
Philani: Rorisang is okay, Nhla. I saw her laughing and smiling today earlier.
Nhlakanipho: Anyone can smile, but not everyone you see smiling is okay, Lani. She smiled
with me too, but I couldn't see the spark I always saw whenever she smiled. Her smile
couldn't even reach her eyes. She's not okay.
And that alone worries him. What have they done to his carefree, crazy talkative Dollface?
The one who used to put a smile on his face without even trying to? He wants her back, no
infact, he needs her back.
Nhlakanipho: Lie down on that mattress and wide open your legs, Linda.
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SUKOLUHLE
She last saw Lloyd on Friday when she went to pay Rori a visit. They should've met
yesterday, but Llyod kept postponing the time until it was too late for her to go out. Llyod
being friends with that Imani doesn't really get into her.
She got ready for school and walked downstairs where her mother, Kedibone, and father,
Khulekani. She greeted, taking apple and her school bag.
Khulekani: Haibo, Suko, awudli yini? (Aren't you eating?)
Sukoluhle: Cha, I'm not hungry. (No)
Khulekani: Kwenzejani princess kaBaba? (What happened, daddy's princess?)
Sukoluhle: Lutho Baba. Bye Ma. (Nothing dad)
She kissed her mother's cheek and went to hug her father before rushing out where her ride
to school was waiting for her.
Sukoluhle arrived early as she intended. Llyod walked with other class representatives,
coming from an early meeting. She knew Llyod would've been at school. He smiled upon
seeing her and walked towards her.
Lloyd: Babe, hey.
Sukoluhle: Hi.
She responded to his hug coldly and stepped back. Lloyd's brows furrowed in confusion.
Lloyd: Are you okay?
Sukoluhle: Yes. Are you?
Lloyd: Uh... yes.
Sukoluhle: Let's break up.
Lloyd: What? Did you come this early to say that?
Sukoluhle: You aren't bothered, are you? Because you actually never cared. Imani is the only
woman you care for.
Lloyd: Baby, what are you on about?
He tried to hold her hand, but she stepped back. She could see guilt in his eyes that made
her eyes fill with tears.
Sukoluhle: I know you're dating her.
Lloyd: I have another meeting to attend, Luhle. Can we please not do this?
Sukoluhle: You're not even denying. Does Rori know?
Lloyd: Babe...
Sukoluhle: Wow. Is that why you kept our relationship hidden? Because you were seeing
someone else and was afraid you would get dumped? You played me.
Lloyd: No, baby. I never played you. I just...
"Lee, we have to hurry before the assembly resumes."
One of the representatives said. Sukoluhle walked away as Lloyd watched her, attempting to
run after her, but they pulled his hand.
Sukoluhle waited by Rorisang's class after heading to put down her bag in her class. She
waited for Linda, but Rorisang appeared instead. Her anger washed away upon seeing how
down she looked, no matter how much she tried to keep her usual walk, but she was
completely failing. The looks she was getting were also investing in her mood.
Sukoluhle: Rori, hey.
Rorisang: Hi, Luhle.
Sukoluhle: How are you feeling?
Rorisang: I'm much better, thank you. How are you?
Sukoluhle: I'll be okay.
Her voice cracked, but she held herself back. Rori nodded and walked in her class.
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RORISANG
Linda didn't come to school today, and that was a relief for me. I totally hate that girl, and
I'm afraid that I will show it to her that I have so much hatred towards her.
Sukoluhle found out about Lloyd's shenanigans and dumped his dumb self. I can say Luhle
knows her worth. I wouldn't also stay where I'm not appreciated.
Nkele isn't planning to leave anytime soon, I don't know why is that because she has classes
to attend. She's the one who drove me to school earlier with my car, and I expected her to
pick me up, not Nhla.
Nhlakanipho is stubborn, very stubborn. I asked him to keep our thing low-key, but look at
him, parked a little distance from the school gate under the tree. He was looking on his
phone and leaned against his car. Something told him to look my direction. He dropped his
phone in the pocket of his sweatpants. He's not wearing formal like he always does. Did he
skip work?
I suddenly forgot that I was complaining about him being stubborn and ran up to him. He
opened his arms and welcomed me warmly. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my
hands around his neck. We shared a quick, deep kiss and pulled out.
Nhlakanipho: Hey.
Me: (giggles) Hi.
I love this man, that's confirmed. And I love how big he is to hold me in his arms like this.
Nhlakanipho: How are you?
Me: I'm better now that I'm in your arms.
Nhlakanipho: Do you feel better in my arms? I better stay like this forever.
Me: (giggles) How are you?
Nhlakanipho: Getting a kiss from my Dollface would make me feel even better.
Me: But we kissed.
Nhlakanipho: That was a peck.
That wasn't a peck! This man is in love with my lips.
Me: Not here.
Nhlakanipho: Why? Do you have a little boyfriend here?
Me: What? No. (laughs)
Nhlakanipho: Isho phela.
Me: I don't have a little boyfriend, I have a man, and that man is Nhlakanipho Khoza.
"Okay, lovebirds, show is over."
Nkele says, peeking through the car window. When did she even get here? Oh, I think I was
still lost in this man's eyes when she got here.
"Lovebirds? Bhuti, you still went on even after Baba warned you about this so-called
relationship?"
Who could it be other than Sukoluhle? Plus, Llyod did her good by cheating on her. She's
such a bore who would stay with her?
Nhlakanipho left a kiss on my cheek and put me down gently. He cupped my face before
pecking my lips.
Nhlakanipho: Ngizobuya ngikbone, yezwa?
Me: When?
I don't want to part ways with him.
Nhlakanipho: Later, Nana.
Me: I thought you came to pick me up.
Trust me, I didn't plan to sulk. I just suddenly felt different in his presence.
Nkele: And what did you think I would be doing? Kena koloing, Rorisang. (Get in the car)
Nhlakanipho: I came to pick Sukoluhle up, but can I make it up to you later?
Me: Okay.
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) You're so cute when you sulk.
He kissed my forehead and hugged me. Lord, why do I like being in his arms?
Nhlakanipho: Don't sulk. Indoda yakho ayiyi ndawo. I'll come see you later. (Your man isn't
going anywhere)
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 31 (UNEDITED) sponsored by Kungawo.
RORISANG
Thabiso found me, someone I can talk to. I don't think I need professional help, seriously. I
just a few days, and I'll be back to my old self. He didn't only bring that person, but also
bought me a phone. I lost so many important things on that phone, but I guess I just have to
accept the new one. I'll be returning the one Nhlakanipho gave me today later when he
comes on check on me.
Nkele is busy checking her phone while she should be getting ready to leave for Durban. I
guess Mr Dick hasn't texted back.
Nkele: I'll leave tomorrow, I'm canceling my flight.
Me: Haibo, girl? You have to go to school, Nkele.
Nkele: But why isn't he responding?
Me: Because he got what he wanted and doesn't want it anymore. Let's say you tried
something new, and it tasted awful. Would you go back to taste it again?
Nkele: What are you saying, Rorisang?
Me: I'm saying pack up and go, Kele. You can still visit in the holidays.
I don't understand what the fuss is. She can still come back and see her, Mr. Good Dick. Oh
no, she doesn't look okay at all, but she was all happy on Saturday, on how she doesn't care
if Philani has a girlfriend or not.
Nkele: You're right. I can't afford to skip classes again tomorrow.
Me: Yes. I will talk to my brother-in-law.
Nkele: Has Mr Greedy proposed?
Me: Rather call him Mr Bentley, not that, and no he hasn't.
Nkele: So how's Philani your brother-in-law?
Me: Because Nhla is my man, obviously ke bona future mo relationship ya rona. (I can see
the future in our relationship.)
Nkele: Chesa wena prophetess.
She laughed, taking out her toiletries and the outfit that she'll be wearing. She has a late
flight, so she still has time.
Nkele: 16 year old prophetess.
Me: I don't know when you'll get the fact that I'm 17.
Nkele: You're still a minor.
Me: Don't be Sukoluhle 2.0, please.
Nkele: When you're 30, he would've forgotten that he was once 30.
Me: Like how Philani has forgotten how good you rode him?
She threw her t-shirt on my face. We both laughed together before she could step out to
take a bath. I got in my sleepers and walked downstairs.
Looks like Thabiso works day and night shifts nowadays. He's always so busy. I think he
forgot that I was once abducted. No, he didn't, because he got me a therapist.
He's the one who usually cooks, but now, I'm forced to do it. I know how to cook, I just don't
like cooking, at all. That's why I want to be a designer. If I'm not drawing outfits, I'll be
designing outfits. Being a housewife isn't actually on my mind.
I decided to make something quick, macaroni and mincemeat. When I said I knew how to
cook, I didn't mean going all out like wife materials.
Nkele came downstairs along with her bags. I already dished up for both of us, so she said a
little prayer before we could dig in.
Nkele: Mayonnaise?
Me: Here we go.
Nkele: I could have this with wine instead of Coke.
Me: Well, I don't drink.
Especially after what happened at the party Sukoluhle threw. I shouldn't have allowed
myself to even taste alcohol. Thankfully, Smangaliso wasn't one of those guys who took
advantage of drunk girls. Speaking of him, he came to check up on me yesterday. He really
felt bad for taking me out on lunch, only for me to get kidnapped right in front of his eyes.
Nkele: Thank you, bestie.
Me: Pleassure. I haven't taken my uniform off, so you'll wait for me so I can drive you.
Nkele: Alright.
I went to change into casual clothes while she washed the dishes we used whilst waiting for
me.
Me: Let's go!
I grabbed her back and car keys. Opening the door, there stood a young version of my man.
He breathed out and smiled warmly.
Philani: I'm glad I caught you at the right time.
Me: Afternoon, sir.
Philani: Hi, nausea.
Yep, that's my new name given by him. I should've noticed that he wasn't Nhlakanipho. I
wouldn't have been given that name.
Philani: Can I drive you to the airport?
Nkele: Yes, let's go.
Wait, this is the same person who said she blocked Philani and wouldn't ever talk to him
after ignoring her the whole day. I guess the good dic works in many ways.
Me: I guess I'll just stay behind.
Nkele: I'll visit on the holidays, okay?
And just like that, Mr Khoza replaced me in my friend's heart. We shared a long hug as
Philani walked to the car. I watched them driving off and got back inside the house.
I don't want to be alone because I tend to think of the events that occurred last week. I have
a session with the therapist tomorrow, maybe, just maybe I'll be okay.
I decided to head to my drawing room and started with the drawing I'll be submitting for
the upcoming competition. Nhla will be here soon.
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NHLAKANIPHO
He rescued Linda after a lot of begging from Philani. She looked traumatized but not as
satisfying as Nhla wanted. Rorisang asked him to let her be, as long he gets her arrested
along with those bastards.
Khulekani: I hear that you're still seeing that girl.
Nhlakanipho: Yes.
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho!
Nhlakanipho: Baba, I'm not a kid anymore. You can't tell me who to and not to date.
Khulekani: That's exactly my point, Nhlakanipho. You're not a kid, so you can't be seen with
a kid. I won't tell you who to date, but you're crossing the line now. That girl is the same age
as your little sister.
Nhlakanipho: I know.
He replies, unable to hide his irritation. He just wants to see himself out of here. His Dollface
must be waiting for him, and he also can't wait to see her too.
Nhlakanipho: Did you call me to talk about Dollfa... Rorisang, Baba? I thought this had to do
with the businesses.
Khulekani: It has. Leave that girl alone, and go to your agemates. Do you realize what your
relationship will do to the businesses?
Nhlakanipho: Baba...
Khulekani: If you don't care about the reputation of the businesses I worked so hard for,
then leave all of them in Philani's hands.
Nhlakanipho: Kodwa Baba...
Khulekani: It's either that, or I arrange marriage for you. I've been hesitant about it, but
your actions are forcing me to do something.
Nhlakanipho: I can't leave her.
Khulekani: You can, and you will. You may not care if people throw insults on your face, but
I will care if my businesses are being tarnished.
Nhlakanipho swallowed, facing down. This is family businesses. It's the legacy that he'll
have to pass down to his kids. How can he choose between Dollface and his businesses?
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 32 (UNEDITED)
NKELE
Philani drove her to the airport himself. Instead of escorting her inside, he asked her to
cancel her flight, and he'll be using their family's private jet to take her to Durban. Who
would say no to that? Definitely not Nkele.
She's smitten by the decorated table inside. Her favorite red wine and goodies, of course.
She needs to snap this and send it to Rori and brag.
Philani: This is my way of apologizing for making you upset.
Nkele: What? We're not even dating to be apologizing. You owe me nothing.
Philani: I owe you an apology, Kele. I wasn't supposed to upset you like that. This is the way
I was raised.
Nkele: They raised you well, I see.
She can not hold her excitement back. She's not only excited about the decorated table but
also being in a private jet. She's sure Rori hasn't been in here, and well, she is obviously
gonna brag like how Rori bragged about being in a Bentley.
After taking a few snaps, she sent them to the new number Rori is now using and put away
her phone, giving Philani undivided attention. She locked eyes with him before facing down,
blushing.
Philani: I hope you're still a wine person.
Nkele: Of course.
The problem is being horny and all. That's what wine does to her, but she would choose it
over and over again. Philani pours himself a whiskey just after handing the wine over to her.
She smiled alone, staring at how he looked so hot. She doesn't blame her 16 year old best
friend for being into a 30 year old man. These brothers are fine. She hates to say it, but
Sukoluhle is also as beautiful.
Philani raised his eyes, and they met her lustful glare. He let out a chuckle before taking a
sip from his whiskey, leaning back on the chair.
Philani: You stare a lot.
Nkele: We're no different.
Philani: You're beautiful, I can't help it.
Nkele: Is that your way of looking for a compliment from me?
Philani: (chuckles) Cha, I'm a man. I don't look for compliments. Women's actions show.
Nkele: Get off your high horse, Mr. I'm not one of those women.
She takes a sip from her wine and puts it away. They both smile at each other, taking their
fork and knife, having their well-made food. They share a meal over a light conversation,
flirts here and there, and soft laughs exchanges.
Nkele: Thank you.
Philani: You deserve it.
Nkele: I have a boyfriend, Philani.
She says out of nowhere. Philani frowns slightly before laughing softly.
Philani: And so?
Nkele: I was just telling you just so you know.
Philani: Okay, I didn't expect a gorge lady like you to be single, anyway.
Nkele: I must be seen as a little hoə, huh?
Philani: Well, I see you as a little who goes after what she wants.
Nkele: I don't want you.
Philani: You want my dic, I know.
Nkele huffs, watching him drink his whiskey in amusement. That's correct, but did he have
to say it out like that?
Philani: And you want my attention, that's why you were upset about me not being
reachable on the phone.
Nkele: Well... well...
Philani: Woza la, Kele.
He pats his lap so she can walk around and sit on top of him. The weak Nkele obeys and sits
on his lap.
Philani: I had a great time with you. We didn't only fvck, but we had a great chat, which is
why I'm doing this.
He ran his hand on her thigh, bringing her face closer to his. They shared a slow kiss for a
few seconds before pulling away, staring at each other's eyes.
Philani: Waze wamuhle.
He whispered, making Nkele squeeze her thighs together to have her cl!t under control, but
she couldn't control her heavy breath caused by the cold hand on her thigh.
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After the hot sessions they shared, they both took a naughty shower and wore their clothes
back. Philani hugged her from behind as she put on her earrings.
Philani: I thank my brother for asking me to keep you busy for him to have time with Rori.
Nkele: Oh, you tricked us.
Philani: My brother had to fight for his love.
Nkele: And you got to hit it, lucky you.
Philani: You made the first move.
Nkele: Because you're attractive.
She turned and pecked his lips. Khumo would be so hurt if he were to find out that she
cheated on him, but for some reason, she doesn't regret it one bit.
They walked after Philani's men, who were carrying her bags. After doing shopping on
Saturday, she got herself new outfits.
Philani: My driver will take you home.
Nkele: Thank you.
She hopped in the backseat just after kissing him for the last time. She rolled down her
window, smiling.
Nkele: Thank you for the great weekend.
Philani: Tell your little boyfriend I said hi.
He smirked, stepping back whilst biting his bottom lip.
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RORISANG
Nhlakanipho didn't come yesterday as he promised. This is the second time he's
disappointing me. He doesn't even answer my phone calls, like last time, and he would come
back with lame excuses and apologies. I'm so done with him. A man who can't keep his
word is definitely not for me.
Nkele got home safe yesterday, and she says thanks to Philani. Poor Khumo who thinks his
girlfriend is loyal while she is busy with English teachers and flying in private jets.
Linda came to school today. She didn't look okay at all, and the fact that she confessed in
front of our classmates about being the one behind my kidnapping and actually apologized,
crying— with crocodile tears, of course, shocked me.
The bell rang, indicating that the last period has come to an end. Nothing brings me joy like
the last bell for the day. I almost smiled when a thought of finding a therapist waiting for me
at home passed on my mind. I'm talkative, but not when it comes to such things. It's
uncomfortable.
Before we could step out of the car, policemen walked in, walking with one policewoman.
They said something to our teacher and called out Linda's name. She took a quick glance at
me and slowly stood up, shaking.
"Linda Biyela, you're under arrest for kidnapping and assault. You may remain silent.
Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law."
Linda: I apologized, Rorisang. Why would you do this to me?
Her voice trembled as they handcuffed her, dragging her out of the class, leaving all of us in
shock. I didn't call the police on her, but leave that alone. Did she think apology was
enough? She's going to trend shem, but who cares? Probably, Sukoluhle does.
I mized like nothing happened and took my school bag out. Sukoluhle came running
towards me, tears in her eyes.
Sukoluhle: What happened, Rori? Why is Linda arrested?
Me: Why didn't you ask her?
Sukoluhle: She wasn't saying anything.
Me: Well, okay.
Sukoluhle: She's not a criminal, Rori. They must've made a mistake. Bhut'Nhla has to do
something and get her the best lawyer.
Let Nhlakanipho do that, I swear I won't ever talk to him. Sukoluhle is in disbelief.
Sukoluhle: You don't look bothered.
Me: Why should I? She got what she deserved after hiring people to kidnap me when I did
nothing to her.
Sukoluhle: What?
I walked away from her, heading to my ride. Thabiso just had to make sure that my
chauffeur gets me to school on time and gets me home on time.
"Rorisang"
His deep voice stops me from opening the car door. He looks yummy in his brown formal
outfit and a white shirt that's not fully buttoned. His freshly done haircut suits him best. But
wait, lendoda called me with my full name.
Nhlakanipho: Do you have a minute?
Me: Hi, no.
He's going to apologize and make me weak with his touch and lips. That's what he's good at
anyway.
Nhlakanipho: I also have things to do, but I think we should talk.
Me: When it suits you?
He pulled my hand, standing aside.
Nhlakanipho: Are you okay?
He sounds worried but also nervous at the same time. I'm waiting for the sincere apology.
Me: Yes.
Nhlakanipho: I... I think we should...
I raised my brows, waiting for him to finish his line. He cursed "fvck" and pulled me in for a
hug.
Me: Nhla, what's going on?
Nhlakanipho: Let's stay like this, please.
He kissed my hair, holding me tight in his arms. Does he even notice that we're in the crowd
of school learners who leaked our picture last time?
Nhlakanipho: Please hug me back.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 33 (UNEDITED)
RORISANG
Nhlakanipho couldn't say anything. My chauffeur was being a jerk and planned to call
my brother if I stayed any minute longer with Nhla. We couldn't talk, and it worries me.
The look he had on his face wasn't a pleasant one. He said he'll come later when he
knocks off, but I don't believe him... I want to believe him because I think we need to talk
so he can say whatever he wanted to say.
I have taken off my uniform and have worn my casual clothes with sleepers. The
psychologist has arrived. She's a white woman with specs. I don't like white people, yes,
I'm raci$t. These people made us— black people go through a lot back in the 90s and
80s. Yes, I wasn't there, but my great grandfather was there and was killed.
"Hi, I'm Elizabeth Hass. Your..."
Me: Psychologist. My brother has told me about you.
Except that she is white! She smiles humbly as we both settle on the couches. She sat on
the single couch while I sat on the long one.
Elizabeth: Okay, uhm... how are you feeling right now?
Me: Normal?
Elizabeth: Oh, okay. How do you feel about being here today?
Me: Okay.
Elizabeth: You feel okay? Alright. Uhm... before we can start, do you understand that
everything discussed in this session is confidential?
Me: I didn't know, but now I do.
Elizabeth: Will you be okay with me taking notes?
Me: It's fine, Ms. Hass.
Elizabeth: Okay, uhm... you can tell me if any question makes you uncomfortable or if
you find today's topic uncomfortable, okay?
I just nodded. She opened her small notebook and flipped through the pages with a
black pen between her fingers. It's so uncomfortable, and I'm sure she must be thinking
I'm a spoilt brat with a stinking attitude.
Elizabeth: So, how have you been since the incident? Have you been able to sleep well,
have enough meals, and rest?
Me: Yes, I won't starve myself to death.
Elizabeth: But having sleepless nights is not a choice.
I have nightmares, that's why I decided not to sleep enough. That's my choice, I chose
not to sleep to avoid having bad dreams.
Elizabeth: How do you feel after what happened, and how have you dealt with the
feeling so far?
Me: I... I have...
My tongue got tied as I tried to find the right words to explain my feelings towards this
whole thing. I felt a lump blocking my throat and tears filling my eyes. This wasn't the
plan! I don't cry easily, especially to a stranger who just asked a few questions.
Me: I have been...
Elizabeth: It's okay. Take it easy.
A drop of tear fell down my cheek. I brushed my index finger under my eye, wiping it off.
Me: It hasn't been easy, and I... I've been trying to act strong. It hurts...
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Nhlakanipho: Let's break up.
Me: Hu... huh?
Nhlakanipho: I think we should break up, Rorisang. I've already put you through a lot,
and I just don't want to hurt you anymore.
Me: O bua kang, Nhla? You didn't hurt me. Linda did. (What are you talking about?)
Nhlakanipho: Because of me, Rorisang.
He keeps calling me with my name. Am I not his Nana anymore? Am I not his Dollface
anymore? His stern voice shutters my heart even more. This wasn't my day at all. Why
do I have to cry like this today?
Nhlakanipho: It was because of me.
Me: And I forgive you. We can start all over again and...
Nhlakanipho: And nothing. I can't afford to see the pain caused by me in your eyes. It
hurts me.
Me: I'm okay.
Nhlakanipho: You're saying the opposite of what I see in your eyes. I'm sorry, but I think
we should part ways. You can step out of my car.
Me: Nhla...
We haven't even spent much time together. I tried to hold him, but my phone ringing
pulled all of my attention. I slowly opened my teary eyes, tears fell on my pillow.
Me: Hello?
I answered in a cracking husky voice. Why would I dream of a breakup? Is it because of
Nhlakanipho's sudden actions?
Nhlakanipho: Nana, are you okay? Your voice sounds different.
Me: I'm fine.
Nhlakanipho: Can I please see you?
Me: You can say it over the phone.
Nhlakanipho: Say what? I just want to see you.
Me: And break my heart?
Nhlakanipho: Nana, can we just meet up? I can sense that you're not okay.
Me: Where are you?
I ask, sitting up straight, wiping the remaining tears on my face. I don't know when I
have suddenly become a crybaby.
Nhlakanipho: I parked down the street, just a few houses away. I'll meet you halfway
since it's late.
Me: I still need to convince my brother to go out.
Nhlakanipho: Ngizoklinda.
I disconnected the call and walked to the bathroom. I washed my face, dried it, and went
to put slides.
Thabiso: Hey. How was your first session?
Me: Okay.
Thabiso: Rori...
Me: I'm gonna take a walk.
Thabiso: A walk? It's late.
Me: I need to clear my mind, Thabiso.
Thabiso: Take a drive, at least.
Me: Drive? You never allowed me to drive since I moved here.
Thabiso: I'm allowing you now, Rori. What if something happens?
Me: Nothing will happen.
I walked out without waiting for his response. Nhla was already waiting just a house
away from home. He opened his arms so I could run up to him, but to his
disappointment, I walked past him, walking down the street to his car.
Nhlakanipho: Ingabe konke kuhamba kahle? Did I do something wrong?
He asked just after we settled inside the car. The look I'm seeing right now is a totally
different look I saw in the dream. He looks worried now rather than angry.
Nhlakanipho: Khuluma nami phela. Is it because I couldn't come yesterday? Ngiyaxolisa
MaGela omuhle.
Me: Mxm. What is it that you wanted to talk about? Should we break up?
Nhlakanipho: Haibo, Nana ukhuluma ngani manje?
Me: I know you want to break up with me. Did you find someone else better and
probably mature?
Nhlakanipho: Hawu, Rori?
I hate the way he pronounces my name! His voice doesn't have to be so good with my
name. He looks confused.
Me: Earlier you said you think we should... should what?
Nhlakanipho: Take things slow. If we should lay low.
Me: Oh...
Nhlakanipho: Yes. Why on earth would you think I would want a break up? Our
relationship hasn't gotten anywhere.
Me: I... I had a dream.
His deep chuckle fills the car, pulling all of my undivided attention to him.
Nhlakanipho: It was just a dream, Nana. Come here. Is that why your eyes are this red?
I sit on his lap, giving him a puppy look. He kissed my cheek, down to my neck.
Nhlakanipho: I wouldn't do that.
Me: I was hurt.
Nhlakanipho: Hawu, ngiyaxolisa Nana kaNhla. There's nothing like that at all. I just
thought our relationship should be low-key.
Me: That's what I've been saying.
Nhlakanipho: I just gave it a thought.
Me: So is coming to my school and pulling my hand in front of my schoolmates, hugging
me in front of them, a low-key?
Nhlakanipho: I couldn't control myself. I just wanted you in my arms to ease my mind.
Me: Did I manage?
Nhlakanipho: You always do. Your presence makes me feel a lot better and different.
Does he feel what I feel when he's around? If he does, we're really a match made from
heaven.
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LINDA
She's in a holding cell for now, but they're already giving her looks that make her
uncomfortable. She doesn't believe Rori called police on her even after she sincerely
apologized. Her poor mother is going to be so broken, and her brother is going to be
disappointed. Now that she thinks of it, it was a very stupid move to take out her
jealousy into an action.
"Thick mamas! Unjani spakalasi?"
One of the inmates says just after getting in the cell, she was in.
"I can't wait to have you to myself. A raw, fresh meat from the butchery!"
She rubbed her hands together, licking her lips whilst giving Linda nasty looks.
"We gonna have so much fun."
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 34
PHILANI
He's marking and signing his learners' books while Nhlakanipho is busy counting the money
he needs to clean and deposit in the company's business bank account. Nhla keeps smiling
and shaking his head, and there's only one reason behind that— Rorisang Gela. Sometimes,
Philani finds it weird because he's his brother, dating his learner! It's so disturbing.
Philani: Aren't you worried about the Russians finding out about the fake money? They will
be attacking soon.
Nhlakanipho: You hate seeing me smiling, mh?
Philani: I don't see your smile often. Why would I hate it when you smile at given chances?
Nhlakanipho: Dollface can only be the one giving me chances of smiling.
Philani: Aren't you ashamed of being whipped by a minor?
Nhlakanipho: Aren't you ashamed of falling for a minor at first fvcking session?
Philani: I haven't fallen for her, and she's not a minor.
Philani knew Nhla would find out about him using the family's private jet, and he obviously
found out every detail that took place.
Nhlakanipho: I don't think they've noticed that it's fake or else they would've long attacked.
Russians don't waste time.
Philani: They might be plotting, Nhla, we should be careful and ready for war. Kanti, who
gave you the gut to go to a foreign country with fake money? Why would you risk your life
like that?
Nhlakanipho: They attacked us in our own country. What did they expect?
Nhla can be very unbothered. He reflects their father a lot.
Philani: Make sure that Rorisang is always guarded. We can't let her get kidnapped again,
especially after being abducted by those weak people.
Nhlakanipho: They already have tight eyes on her. We're actually taking things slow for now
until your father's mind relaxes and lets me date someone who makes me happy.
Philani: Well, don't only take things low-key because of him. You're living the risk life, Nhla,
and enemies can sense your weakness from a distance.
Nhlakanipho: I know, but I just don't want her to feel like I'm hiding her, Lani. I want her to
feel that she matters and that our relationship matters. Her peers would be walking around
holding hands and kissing in public, going for movie dates and dinner or lunch dates in
public, while she has to be hidden.
Philani: Well, as long as she's happy with you. She doesn't have to worry about people not
seeing that she's happy with you.
Nhla sighs and gets back to counting the money. They keep it safe at Philani's place since
he's a teacher, and the police' concerns don't lie on him, but Nhlakanipho.
Philani: Did you call the police on Linda?
Nhlakanipho: Yeah.
Philani: Damn! That was embarrassing, Nhla. You should've seen her face.
Nhlakanipho: She deserved it. No one will hurt my Dollface and get away with it.
Philani: Speaking of Linda. She's related to Mkhuseli. Did you know that?
Nhlakanipho: Mkhuseli, my employee?
Philani: Yeah. Now that I think of it, he fvcked his little sister.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck no!
They firstly found it very disgusting but couldn't hold back the laughter. They cracked up
thinking of how crazy that must have been. Nhla shakes his head. He doesn't imagine
himself sleeping with Sukoluhle. Yuck, he hates to even imagine it.
Philani: I don't think they did, though. Ucabanga kanjalo?
Nhlakanipho: I don't know. Frankly, I don't care. How did I not know this?
Philani: Because you're too focused on Rorisang. I don't know what that little girl fed you.
Nhlakanipho: She fed me nothing.
Philani: Listen to you. You're so wrapped around her little finger. Speaking of the devil, look
at her book. Bhuti, you still have a chance to leave her.
Philani says, paging through Rorisang's workbook that has neat handwriting and
underlined dates and all information that needed to be underlined, but she just doesn't
complete all her work.
Philani: What would you do with someone who doesn't know English?
Nhlakanipho: She speaks it fluently.
Philani: But writes whack.
Nhlakanipho: I'll teach her.
Philani: Haibo, waze wa goer. Yazi u'deep bafo kulothando. She once said she had nausea
instead of amnesia, and we're talking about a grade 11 learner here.
Nhlakanipho: I'll find her a tutor. She has good handwriting, though.
He says, smiling at Rorisang's book, running his fingers on it. Philani chuckled, shaking his
head and snatched the book away, heading back to his seat.
Philani: So, have you approved Thabiso back in?
Nhlakanipho: No.
Philani: Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: I'll get this money collected tomorrow so it can get cleaned. Thabiso left, and
he swore never to come back, so what makes him think I will bow to him and approve his
request of coming back? We are doing just fine without him.
Philani: Stop lying.
Nhlakanipho: Rori will be sleeping at 10, so I need to video call her before she sleeps.
He finishes off his whiskey and walks out.
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RORISANG
I walked into Mr Ndaba's office since he asked to see me. I know it's about the test I thought
I ditched. Yes, it is about the test, yeses, Nhlakanipho should kidnap me and keep me in his
house.
Ndaba: I understand that you're not doing well for now, but at the end of the day, you'll
have to write the test. When do you think you'll be ready to write?
Me: Next year?
Ndaba: Ms Gela, I'm sure you understand that this test will be a contribution to your term
mark. I'm not playing with you.
Me: I didn't know, but now that I do, sir, can't you just give me free marks? I was kidnapped.
Please have a heart.
Ndaba: I have a heart, that's why I'm still breathing. You'll have to test your knowledge
before getting in the examination room, Gela.
What's wrong with just giving me free marks? They do that to the learners they sleep with. I
will figure something out when we get to write our examination.
Ndaba: When will you be ready and fully recovered from the trauma to write?
Me: I think next week. I saw the paper you set, sir, and I know you're going to set another
one with other questions. Can you please make it simple for me? Give me a scope, at least.
Ndaba: Scope? There won't be any scope here, Ms Gela.
Me: Look, sir...
I took out the Maynards sweets my brother gave me this morning. He'll have to forgive me
for giving away the sweets he bought me.
Me: I can give you these. I saw you eating peanuts and realized you like snacks.
Ndaba: (laughs) Are you bribing me with sweets?
Me: Is it a bribe? No, sir. It's just me showing you how much I appreciate you and your
geometry equations.
Ndaba: (laughs) Get out of here, Gela.
Me: Mara sir, why can't you sympathize with me? I went through a lot to solve equations
while I couldn't solve my way out of that abduction.
Ndaba: Go to class, Rorisang. Haibo lentombazane. (laughs)
I smiled, taking my sweets back. Maths will always be maths anyway. Stepping out, I slid out
my phone and texted Nhlakanipho. "Please abduct me."
The call came through almost immediately.
Nhlakanipho: What is that text supposed to mean?
Me: I want you to take me and keep me in your house. Feed me your lips and food, and I'll
be the happiest girl ever.
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) What about school?
Me: School is the reason why I want to disappear.
Nhlakanipho: Kodwa mara Nana.
Why is he laughing like I'm joking with him? He honestly should take me.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 35
RORISANG
***A MONTH LATER***
Examination season has come to an end. I can't believe Nhlakanipho actually found me a
tutor. I've been doing so well, and Maths paper 1 wasn't that hard. I had practiced, and with
my tutor's lessons, I managed. Paper 2 wasn't so easy, but I think I pulled through. Argh,
being a focused school learner is not really my thing.
Nkele: What do you mean you're visiting Uncle Pule? I thought we agreed that I'm visiting
you.
She says over the phone. She doesn't sound okay with what I've decided to do. She'll be fine,
I know what she wants to visit for— Philani's "good" dic.
Me: I've changed my mind, Kele. I miss home.
Nkele: What do you even miss here because I can just come there. I know you only miss me.
Me: Get off your high horse because I also miss my uncle and my bedroom.
Nkele: You have a bedroom there!
Me: Bathong, Nkeletseng! I'm coming home and that's it.
Nkele: When are you coming?
She asked in disappointment. She'll be fine, I'm going home, and she's not going to convince
me otherwise.
Me: On Saturday.
It's Wednesday today. I was writing my last paper, which was my home language, so it
wasn't too hard on me.
Nkele: I'm coming today, we can fly back together on Saturday.
Me: Bathong?
Nkele: I need to see him, Rori.
Me: And then what? I thought you were not in contact with him.
Nkele: I was not, but... but I...
Me: Fine, you can come.
Nkele: Thank you, bestie!
Philani must be really good in bed. Thabiso wouldn't mind if Nkele came, but he's going to
ask the reason behind her visit since I'll be going home. I haven't told Nhla that I'm leaving,
but I don't think he'll mind. We've spent quite a good time together at his other house, the
one I found his secretary at the other day.
After freshening up. I wore my short dress with slides. I like wearing dresses when I go to
Nhlakanipho's place. I don't know why, but I like it when he constantly puts his cold hand
on my bare thigh.
I grabbed my car keys and walked out, locking the door behind me. Thabiso is still at work
since it's midday, and so is Nhla. I just want to go to his place and wait for him there.
As soon as I got there. I ordered myself some goodies, just pizza and dunked wings. There's
always my favorite drink in the fridge— Coke. I opted for Netflix and chose a nice series—
My life with the Walter boys.
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I slowly opened my eyes, feeling a heavy stare on me. When did I fall asleep? I was still on
episode 7. My eyes met his, and immediately, a small smile creeped on my face. I covered
my face with the fleece I had on.
Me: When did you get home?
Nhlakanipho: A while ago. Why are you hiding your face?
Me: I don't want you to see how I look when I wake up.
Nhlakanipho: Manje, what are you going to do when we live together?
I uncovered my face, frowning at him. He's so close. I bet he was watching me sleeping. God!
Did he listen to my snoring? This is so embarrassing.
Me: What?
Nhlakanipho: Fuck!
He cupped my cheek and leaned over, leaving a soft kiss on my lips. A smile involuntarily
formed on my face.
Nhlakanipho: Did you have to be this beautiful?
Me: (blushes) Don't play like that. I just woke up, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Umuhle Nana.
He sincerely says, staring at my eyes. What do I do when he makes me blush like this? I put
my hand behind his neck and bring his face closer. He responded to the kiss, lowering his
hand down to my exposed thigh. God! I love it.
Me: Thank you.
I say in a whispering in a husky voice, with our faces a few inches apart. He's a very fine
man, and the fact that he's my man hasn't actually sank in.
We kissed, at a slow, passionate pace. I could feel his breath changing, his hand unable to
control itself, getting deeper under my dress. He removed the fleece off of me and slowly got
between my legs. He pulled away, but his forehead still on mine.
Nhlakanipho: I bought you food, you must be hungry.
Me: I... yes, no, I mean...
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) Come on.
He got off me. A tent in his pants made me widen my eyes in shock. He's always left like this
after every kiss. Will he really be able to wait for me? I think it's hard on him.
Nhlakanipho: He'll be fine. I bought Nandos, I'll dish up, okay?
Me: I can dish up.
Nhlakanipho: It's okay, Nana.
He disappeared into the bedroom and came back a little while later changed into more
comfortable clothes— sweatpants and a vest. His member was now okay, but I could still
see it through his pants.
I squeezed my thighs together, trying to fight the moist between my legs. I think I need to
change my thong. I looked at him since the kitchen was in the same room as his lounge.
The more I watched his broad arms moving, with his back facing me, the more my coochie
reacted in a way I couldn't describe.
Nhlakanipho: Two minutes passed, and you're quiet? That's new.
Me: Huh?
Nhlakanipho: Nana, uright?
I bit my lower lip, his voice not making anything better, but worse. Our eyes locked for a
second. Lord, did you take years to create this fine man?
Nhlakanipho: (smiles) You can stare for as long as you want. I'm yours, àll yours. Your
snack.
Me: Why snack? You're a whole meal.
I mumbled, and he raised his brows amused. He didn't catch that, I think. I stood up, walking
up to him.
Me: Please kiss me.
Nhlakanipho: Huh?
I stood on my toes and brought his face closer, kissing hurrily. He let go of the napkin he
was holding and responded, picking me up to the counter. I locked his waist with my legs,
shoving my tongue in his mouth. He pulled me to the edge of the couter, holding me firmly
yet with gentleness.
Me: Oh gosh.
He kissed me down to my neck, suck!ng on it while squeezing his hand on my thigh. He
pulled up my dress, taking it off and cursed, staring at my body.
His hands cupped my small boobs before suck!ng them, going down on my coochie. I
stopped breathing heavily.
Me: Wait, Nhlaa...
Nhlakanipho: (breathless) What's wrong?
Me: We... we can't... I'm not ready yet.
Nhlakanipho: It's just a fore play, Nana. I won't do what you don't want me to do, trust me.
He assured, already taking off my wet thong. He put it over his nostrils. Is this man insane?
Why would he do that?
Nhlakanipho: It smells so heavenly.
Me: Nhla!
Nhlakanipho: Trust me, will you?
He briefly kissed me and went down, kissing my neck, down to my boobs and going down to
my honeypot.
Me: Nhla... you...
I let out a gasp, feeling the warmth of his tongue on my cl!t.
Nhlakanipho: Fuck, you taste so good.
I shut my eyes, feeling the pleassure that I couldn't describe. My hand were to push him off,
but it instead pulled him closer.
Me: Oh, Nhlaaa... mhh, uhh...
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DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 36 (UNEDITED)
PHILANI
He's in disbelief. He has always wished to see Nkele again, but he did not expect to hear this
when they finally met.
Philani: What do you mean, Nkele?
Nkele: I mean exactly that, Philani. I'm pregnant. With your baby.
Philani: I thought you... Weren't you on a pill? You said you were on a pill.
Nkele: I was, I mean, I am... it's just a miracle, I guess. We can name her Miracle.
Philani: You're full of jokes.
Having a baby is not a problem, especially with someone who's ambitious as Nkele, but he
didn't expect it now. He's living a life that could put his child in danger. He should've been
more careful.
Nkele wrapped her arms around him, smiling. She's so beautiful, and her heartwarming
smile has replaced his frustration with a smile.
Nkele: You don't have to be this worried. You're a working man.
Philani: You just don't care, do you?
Nkele: I'm not pregnant. Will you relax?
Philani: Huh?
Nkele: You heard me. Now, didn't you miss me?
Philani: Nkele...
Nkele: I was just pulling your leg, Phila. Will you relax? I'm more careful when it comes to
such.
Philani smiled and wrapped his hands around Nkele's waist. He wouldn't worry if it wasn't
the life he was living or the life his family was living.
Philani: Why would you lie like that?
Nkele: I wanted to see your reaction. I thought you would be like, "Get rid of that, and get
out of my house!"
Philani: Do you actually think I'm that heartless? Shukthi awungazi.
Nkele: Oh?
Philani: And uyazi ukuthi kusho ukuthini lokho? (Do you know what means?)
Nkele: I should leave?
Philani: No, shukthi kufanele ngik'khiphe, go on a date and get to know me better? (That
means I should take you out)
He said, tucking her weave behind her ears. Nkele blushed, biting her lip whilst playing with
Philani's button.
Philani: We can forget about your little boyfriend for now.
Nkele: I didn't even bring his name up.
Philani: I know you would have. Awungitshele, uzizwa njani lowo mfana when your nails
are not even done? (Tell me, how does that boy feel)
Nkele: Hawww, Phila?
Philani: Does he not like it when you scratch his back with done nails?
Nkele's cheeks burned from blushing. She let out soft giggles, drawing what she couldn't
even grasp on Philani's chest.
Nkele: Do you like it when I scratch your backs with done nails?
Philani: It turns me on, especially when you hold my head against your neck.
Nkele: Mxm. You're playing with me. (blushes)
Philani: Look at your hair. When was the last time you did it? It's wearing off.
Nkele: Stop it, haww.
Philani: Unga worry uPhila ukhona, yezwa? (Don't worry, Phila is here)
He brushed her cheek gently with his thumb, staring at her beautiful face. Maybe his
brother was right. He fell for this girl after a first fvcking session, not just a session, but a hot
one.
Philani: Let's go out on Saturday night.
Nkele: I'm heading back home that day.
Philani: (frowns) Hawu? You're just here for three days?
Nkele: Mm... Rorisang is suddenly visiting home. She says she misses home, and I can't be
selfish and stop her from leaving.
Philani: Then wena ungenaphi? You came here for me.
Nkele: Who said so? (laughs)
Philani: Haibo, kodwa Kele, you can't leave so soon. I mean, you're done with exams, and
there's nothing left to do other than hanging with your little boyfriend.
He actually doesn't like the fact that she's in a relationship and she can't deny that she has a
boyfriend. Nkele laughed with her hand over her mouth. She looks so beautiful.
Nkele: Yini, uya catcha?
Philani: Mxm.
He walked off, getting out of her hands. Nkele pulled his wrist, still smiling.
Nkele: He's actually going home. He stays in Durban because of school.
Philani: You love him, mhh?
Nkele: You said we should forget about him. I know he's younger than you, but please stop
saying he's a little boyfriend.
Philani huffed, facing aside. Nkele stood on her toes, kissing his cheek.
Nkele: Don't sulk. Let's just not talk about him. Oh, come on, I flew from Durban for you.
Isn't that exciting?
A smile creeped on Philani's face. He finally looked at her, locking eyes with her. He leaned
over, smashing his lips against hers.
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RORISANG
I keep having flashbacks of what went down. The feeling his tongue was leaving inside me.
How my body was shaking, but felt so good. I just had to ruin it and push him off when he
inserted his finger. It was a little painful.
Me: Are you upset with me?
Nhlakanipho: No, Nana. Why would you think that?
We just freshened up and fixed ourselves. He was hurt, I could see it in his face. I didn't have
any flashbacks of what those kidnappers did, but his finger should've stayed on my cl!t, not
going down and getting in the hole.
Nhlakanipho: I'm your man, Rori, and I need to understand that all this is new to you. You
also had a horrifying experience with the fingering thing. I'm not upset with you, okay?
Me: Okay.
Nhlakanipho: I approached you, knowing you were still not old enough to be intimate. I will
wait for you.
Me: Thank you.
Nhlakanipho: Let me drive you home. I'll ask one of my drivers to drive behind us with your
car.
He walked past me, and I grabbed his arm. I know it's late, very late for me to be here, and
Thabiso might be worried, but...
Me: We can do a fore play again.
Nhlakanipho: What? (Laughs) Nana, did you see the time?
Me: Yes, but I feel like I'm not satisfying you enough, so maybe if you eat it, you'll be full and
satisfied.
He chuckled, kissing my forehead and holding both of my hands.
Nhlakanipho: I am satisfied. I was doing that to give you pleasure, Nana.
Me: I liked it.
Nhlakanipho: I'm glad you did.
Me: Can we do it again tomorrow?
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) We can do it every day if that's what my Dollface wants.
He picked me up in a bridal style, walking out with me to his car. I'm in love with his
fragrance.
Me: Why did you want to kiss me after eating my coochie, Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Uyakhuluma yhoo. There's nothing wrong with tasting yourself, Rori. You
didn't have to make me brush my teeth before kissing you.
He gently placed me in the passenger just after his driver opened up for him.
Nhlakanipho: You haven't seen anything. I'll do things to you, Nana, things that you never
thought existed.
He said, staring right deep into my eyes. His voice sounded different, and more... seducing.
Why is he doing this to me?
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 37 (UNEDITED)
MKHUSELI
He hasn't been himself since his sister's arrest. What crushed him even worse was finding
out that Linda was the one behind Rorisang's kidnapping. He never thought Linda could
stoop that low. What is he even saying, Linda was starting to seduce him even as her blood
brother. Now that he thinks of it, he thinks Linda needs serious help.
Linda: I didn't mean to do it.
He has finally decided to visit her after the trial. They haven't been talking, not over the
phone and not face to face. Mkhuseli took his time to visit, and all he wanted to ask was,
"Why?"
Mkhuseli: You're not answering me, Linda.
Linda: She was a threat. Everyone liked her, and I despised that.
Mkhuseli: Didn't I love you enough? Didn't Ma love you enough?
Linda: (shamefully) You both did.
Mkhuseli: What did you need from other people? You have different personalities wena
noRorisang. Not everyone would like you, so why would you go this extra?
Linda: Ngiyaxolisa.
She faced down, blocking her tears from falling. A lump formed on her throat. She knew
Mkhuseli would be disappointed, but not this broken.
Mkhuseli: Was it worth it?
Linda: Cha.
Mkhuseli: Ngibheke uma ngikhuluma nawe. (Look at me when I'm talking to you)
Linda shook her head, still faced down. She pressed her lips together, suppressing a sob
from escaping her lips.
Mkhuseli: Was this how you planned to live your life? A grade 11 convict that will live with a
criminal record forever? This is going to affect your dream of being a designer. No one will
trust you after discovering that you have a kidnapping case.
Linda: I didn't think it could lead to this, bhuti. I only wanted to feel loved outside my family.
Sukoluhle is dating, and Rorisang was loved by almost everyone at school.
Mkhuseli: Coming with excuses for your actions won't help, Linda. You're arrested, and who
knows in your next trial you'll be sentenced for years?
Linda raised her head, looking at Mkhuseli with tears falling down her face. She shook her
head, trying to hold his hands, but was quickly reprimanded.
Linda: Bhut'Nhla is our solution, bhuti. Please talk to him, ngiyacela. He can make the case
disappear. Please talk to him.
Mkhuseli: Sadly, he was the one who called the police on you. I found out recently when he
was with his brother.
Linda: But...
Mkhuseli: He doesn't want to see you out of here, Linda. I found a lawyer for you, but I'm
not sure if you'll win this case. It's you against the Khoza brothers. Those brothers are
undefeated.
Linda: Can you at least talk to Rorisang? She'll surely talk to Bhut'Nhla and drop the case. I
can't rot in here, Bhuti. It's bad. Look at my face.
Mkhuseli let out a heavy sigh. Where is he even going to start? Rorisang doesn't want to
even smell his scent anywhere. That's how much she hates him. He understands, though.
She felt betrayed.
Linda: Please, bhuti.
Mkhuseli: I'll try.
He whispered in a shaky voice and swallowed. How is he even going to try?
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NARRATED
Lloyd is breathing heavily in anger. He's trying to control himself, but he's completely
failing. Imani is shaking. She has never seen Llyod this angry.
Imani: I... I can explain, Llyod.
Lloyd: What are you even going to explain? It is evident that you're cheating, Imani.
Imani: I'm sorry...
Lloyd: I thought I make you happy!
Imani: You did, you...
Llyod: Did?
Imani: Lloyd, we both know that this relationship wasn't going anywhere. You're younger
than me and still have a long way to go. I just...
Lloyd: Do you love him?
His voice broke as he asked. Looking at the picture, he can see who it is, and he's wondering
if Rorisang knows about this. It's Thabiso Gela, Rori's brother. They resemble each other a
lot. Even if they had not met, he would still see that it's her brother, just a male version of
Rorisang.
Imani: Don't do this, please.
Llyod: Do you?
Imani: He makes me happy.
Lloyd: Are you aware that my girlfriend left me because of you!?
Imani: That was your carelessness, Llyod. You should've careful, maybe...
Lloyd back slapped her hard, unable to hold himself back. Imani widened her eyes in shock.
Llyod has never raised his hand on her. He has never even tried to.
Imani: Lloyd?
Lloyd: You're shitting me, Imani. I should've been careful!? Huh!?
Imani got startled. No matter the gap between them, Llyod was a man after all, and he had
power over her, so even if she tried fighting back, she would've lost.
Llyod was about to throw another slap, Thabiso held his arm back, pushing him off and
standing in front of Imani.
Thabiso: O nahana o etsang sahni? (What do you think you're doing, boy?)
Imani: Thabiso...
Llyod: Oh, and he's your shield now?
Thabiso: I asked you a question. Leave my woman alone, and face me as a useless boy you
are.
Imani: Love, please...
Thabiso: Imi, awukahle. Step back.
He said, taking a glance at her, and immediately frowned at the fingerprints on her cheek.
Thabiso: So he wanted to hit you twice?
Imani: No, he was just scaring me off.
Thabiso: How dare you!?
His voice deepened, looking at Llyod, who wasn't attempting to even run away. Thabiso
grabbed him by his shirt, throwing punches on him.
Imani: No, Thabiso!
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RORISANG
Nkeletseng is unbelievable. She has always been unbelievable, but today, she's worse. Okay,
she looks good with her done hair and nails and also smells good, but that this means she
should decide to stay behind when I depart tomorrow?
Nkele: Don't look at me like that.
Me: Kante o tshepisitseng sir? (What did sir promise you?)
Nkele: A good dic?
Me: I thought all men had d!cks. Doesn't Khumo have one?
Nkele: He does. It's just not as good as sir Philani's. Oh, God, I just love how you called him. I
wish I was still in high school so I could transfer here. I can already imagine the office sex
scenes!
I think something is wrong with my so-called friend. Can you believe she actually took
pictures and sent them to Khumo? Showing him how good she looks and not mentioning it
was sponsored by another man. I don't think I'll ever cheat on Nhla and go as far as
comparing his dic to others. My bestie is just a careless human being.
Nkele: So, Mr Khoza sir asked me out. I'm not going to date him. No. I'm just here for his
weapon.
Me: When are you going to come out of the world you're in?
Nkele: The day you decide to be mature. Who on earth asks her boyfriend to brush his teech
after giving her a good tongue sex?
Me: That's not immaturity. It's just disgusting.
Nkele: Ere keo blelle hee chomiie ya ka. That's a turn-off to men. Men like it when you enjoy
your own taste. (Let me tell you, my friend)
I didn't intend to make a disgusted face, but I eventually did. I still need to find out what's
going on in the sex world. If Nhla was making me feel all sorts of feelings yesterday, how is
his sex game going to do to me?
Nkele: Let him eat you up, make you cum and lick you clean and then thank him by giving
him a kiss— tasting yourself.
Me: Oh, God, no!
Her phone rang. She flashed her screen on my face. It's Khumo, poor him.
Nkele: Lerato la pelo yaka. (The love of my heart)
She winked and left me sitted on the couch, heading upstairs. I shook my head when my
phone rang. A smile formed on my face.
Me: Nhla kaRori.
Nhlakanipho: Meet me outside.
Me: Huh?
I frowned, looking at the screen. He had disconnected his call. I quickly slid my flip-flops and
walked out. I thought we had agreed that we won't meet in public. What's he doing now?
Me: Nhla, what's wrong?
He looks upset. For some odd reason, my cl!t is twitching at this side of him. I will forever
compliment this man! In my head, of course.
Nhlakanipho: You're leaving tomorrow?
Where did he hear that? I was going to tell him when I visited him later on.
Me: Who told you?
Nhlakanipho: I wasn't supposed to know? Is that why you kept quiet about it?
Me: No, I was going to tell you.
Nhlakanipho: When, huh? After packing and ready to fly to Durban?
Me: No, I... I was... you don't have to be so upset, Nhla. It's not like I'm going forever.
Nhlakanipho: I would've appreciated it if you told me sooner.
Me: I'm sorry. I didn't think it was that important for me to tell you sooner.
Nhlakanipho: That's the problem with you, Rorisang, you don't think!
Why is he shouting at me? I do think, what does he take me for? I don't like the look he's
giving me, honestly.
Nhlakanipho: When will you actually grow up!?
Me: Nhla, why are you shouting? I said I'm sorry. I don't know what does growing up had to
do with this.
Nhlakanipho: Communication, Rorisang!
Me: Now I know, stop shouting. You said you'll be patient with me.
Nhlakanipho: Being patient doesn't mean I should tolerate such.
Me: You can eat my coochie up again so you can calm down.
Nhlakanipho: Are you for real?
Me: No, I'm for fake.
He frowned and shook his head, attempting to get in his car. I held his hand back.
Me: I'm sorry.
I gave him a puppy look. He kissed my forehead, and pulled me in his arms. I could feel his
body shaking. There's more to this anger.
Nhlakanipho: I don't want to lose you.
He whispered. What does that have to do with what I did? My phone vibrated a message. I
pulled out, checking it out. It's from an unknown number.
"If I were you, I would stay away. Do you want to know who murdered your father?"
I stepped back, with my heart pounding.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 38 (excuse errors)
NHLAKANIPHO
He could recognize the number that texted Rorisang. It's one of his father's men. He
probably has found out that he still continued to see her even after making a promise to
leave her. He glanced down at Rori who froze on the spot, her beautiful eyes sparkling with
tears.
Nhlakanipho: You're not going to allow this person to get into your head. Are you?
Rorisang slowly shifted her eyes to him. Nhlakanipho's heart skipped a beat, he then
swallows, trying to keep it cool.
Nhlakanipho: It might be...
Rorisang: I need to show that text to my brother.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, listen, calm down, okay? Let's figure this out first before running to
your brother.
Rorisang: Figure it out jwang, Nhla? It is obvious that that person knows what happened to
my father and who did it.
Nhlakanipho: What are you going to do after finding out?
Rorisang: I... I will...
Nhlakanipho: Hey...
He cupped her dollface, pecking her lips and pulled her into a hug. He can't let his father
ruin a beautiful thing they have. He knows what he did, and he had to do it, but Rorisang
wouldn't actually understand.
Nhlakanipho: Let's check if this is even a real number.
Rorisang: How will we check?
Nhlakanipho: Let me do that for you, okay?
Rorisang: Okay. I don't know who would pull my leg like this.
Nhlakanipho: It's probably someone who knows this subject triggers you.
Rorisang: That can only be Mkhuseli because Nkele wouldn't do that to me.
Nhlakanipho: I'll track this number, Nana.
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Nhlakanipho barges in his father's home office, fuming. Khulekani smirks, drinking his
brandy unbothered.
Nhlakanipho: What was that Baba?
Khulekani: That was what I had to do.
Nhlakanipho: For what, huh?
Khulekani: When will you realize that I'm actually against this relationship? She's a Gela,
and worse, a minor. Nhlakanipho, you need to think of the business' reputation. What are
our clients going to say?
Nhlakanipho: I don't give a damn about those people, Baba. What does my personal have to
do with the business? Am I supposed to block my happiness all because of the damn
businesses!?
Khulekani frowned, getting up from the leather chair he was sitting on. His hand found its
way to the pocket while the other held the glass of brandywine.
Khulekani: Those damn businesses made you the man you are today.
Nhlakanipho: Did I perhaps ask for it? You know what, I'm actually stepping down.
Khulekani: What?
Nhlakanipho: Yes, you heard me, Baba. I'm stepping down from these businesses. Philani
can take it up from here.
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: If I won't live my life the way I want, with the person I want, all because of
family businesses, then I'd rather step down.
Khulekani: You're making a huge mistake.
Nhlakanipho: Mistake will be choosing businesses over someone that makes me feel alive to
satisfy you and your people. You're happily married with the woman you fell in love with.
Why can't I be happy too? I'm leaving those businesses.
He deadly stared at his father before heading towards the door. His father stopped him on
his tracks, calling his name.
Khulekani: If you're willing to leave the businesses, you might as well leave all the things
you gained from them.
Nhlakanipho: Angizwa?
Khulekani: You heard me very well.
Nhlakanipho: Baba, I worked hard for those.
Khulekani: Ngik'buzile yini?
Nhlakanipho: Wh... yazin, it's fine.
Khulekani raised his brows in shock. He least expected to hear that. Nhlakanipho will
actually give up all his cars and mansion?
Khulekani: Do you love her that much?
Nhlakanipho: Even if you asked me to jump off the cliff for her, I wouldn't hesitate.
Khulekani: What? What did that teen feed you?
He would say she fed him her sweet coochie, but that would be disrespectful, and he always
felt like this before they even went that route.
Khulekani: You know she's still going to find out, right?
Nhlakanipho: That doesn't concern you, Baba.
He left the home office with a heavy heart. His father has always been evil, but to take all the
things he has worked so hard for? He promised Rori a Bentley. How is he going to fulfill his
promise if he loses everything?
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He didn't want to drive to work considering how he felt. Only Rorisang's little hands could
be his escape from feeling like this.
Rorisang: We just part ways just a while ago.
Nhlakanipho: I just needed to hug you, were you busy?
Rorisang: No, I was getting ready to head to the mall with Nkele.
Nhlakanipho: Can I get my hug?
Rorisang: Do you like being in my little arms like how I like your broad arms?
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) How do you effortlessly put a smile on my face like this? Woza la.
They hugged tightly. He buried his face on her neck, holding her closer and tighter.
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
Rorisang: Mhh?
Nhlakanipho: Would you still like me without Bentley?
Rorisang: What do you mean? Bentley comes first.
Nhlakanipho: If I were to lose it, and... everything I have, would you still like me back?
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MKHUSELI
Thabiso hates him, but he desperately need to talk to Rori and beg her to drop the charges.
Linda has gone through the worst than what Rori has been through. Thanks to his
ancestors, there she comes out of the yard, walking with that forward friend of hers.
Nkele: Heee! Are my eyes deceiving me? O batlang mo wena? (What brings you here?)
Mkhuseli: Rori, can I please talk to you for a minute?
Rorisang: Whatever you want to say, I don't want to hear it. O rata ho bona ke sokola neh,
Mkhuseli? (You love seeing me suffering, huh?)
Mkhuseli: No, please, we need to talk, Rorisang.
Rorisang: Talk about what? How do you want to give me panic attacks by digging out of the
past? I knew you were the one who sent that text. What do you actually want from me,
Mkhuseli?
Mkhuseli's brows furrowed in confusion. What was Rori talking about? He never sent any
text.
Mkhuseli: I don't know what you're talking about.
Nkele: Oh, really now?
Mkhuseli: I just want to talk about Linda.
Rorisang: Linda is your sister, not mine. I got nothing to talk about that psyho.
Mkhuseli: That psycho is my sister, Rori, and my mother is not doing so well. She has been
sick since we heard about Linda's arrest.
Rorisang: Do you think my brother was okay when he heard about my kidnapping? Leave
me alone, Mkhuseli. What we had long ended, and you should keep distance between us.
Pretend like we never knew each other.
She clicked her tongue and walked to her car. Mkhuseli sighed, took a decision to go and ask
Sukoluhle. She's Nhlakanipho's little sister, and actually has a soft spot in his heart.
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He found her in no a good state. She's actually pissed. He doesn't know how she would feel
after his request. They're both settled in his bakkie.
Sukoluhle: Is she okay, though?
Mkhuseli: No. She has bruises, Luhle. She actually begged me to ask Rori to drop the
charges.
Sukoluhle: That wouldn't be easy.
Mkhuseli: It was actually a flop. She told me to back off.
Sukoluhle: I'm sorry.
Mkhuseli: It hurts, Luhle. You should've seen how broken she looked.
Sukoluhle: I'm so sorry, Bhut'Mkhuseli. I really am.
She touched the top of his hand, brushing it gently. Mkhuseli sniffed, trying to take control
over his emotions. Sukoluhle decided to take him into her arms, comforting him. The silence
passed between them as Mkhuseli pulled himself together.
Mkhuseli: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shown you that side of me.
Sukoluhle: It's fine. Men cry.
Mkhuseli: I don't get weak easily. I just got overwhelmed.
Sukoluhle: It's okay to cry.
Mkhuseli stared at her. He leaned over, brushing his lips against hers.
To Be Continued.

DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 39 (UNEDITED)
NARRATED
Mkhuseli smirked slightly, seeing that Sukoluhle was responding. This is it. He'll try to use
her to get to Nhla. Nhlakanipho has to do something with Linda's arrest. He quickly pulled
back, pretending as if it was just a mistake.
Mkhuseli: I'm sorry, I shouldn't... I shouldn't have...
Sukoluhle: Uhmm... it's my fault, I should've pushed you away, sorry.
She now felt guilty. She was no different from Rorisang dating her brother. She shouldn't
have allowed him to even get closer.
Mkhuseli: But it actually helped me calm down.
Sukoluhle: Huh?
Mkhuseli: The kiss, it made feel even better.
Sukoluhle: (blushes) Hawu, but it only lasted for a few seconds.
Mkhuseli: Maybe I needed those few seconds to be okay. Would you mind making it a few
minutes?
Sukoluhle: No, bhuti. We shouldn't have even done that.
Mkhuseli: Didn't you enjoy it?
He sounds a little disappointed. He expected her to feel something, but her reaction quickly
changed his thoughts. She liked it.
Sukoluhle: We shouldn't be doing this.
Mkhuseli: I just want to feel better, and your lips are surprisingly the solution.
Sukoluhle: You have a wife, Bhut'Mkhuseli. Linda would also be disappointed in me.
Mkhuseli: She's in Durban, taking care of the child like a wife should. Kodwa, we're not
talking about her now. It's about us.
Sukoluhle: I need to go, I'm sorry.
She quickly stepped out of the car. Mkhuseli cursed, hitting his steering wheel. Nothing
seems to be coming together. He has already lost hope in trying to get his sister out of jail.
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RORISANG
We were just grabbing something to eat at the mall. Well, that's what we planned because
we were too lazy to cook. Now tell me why are we holding shopping bags, walking inside
Spur in a light mood. Philani had to bless us with his black card, yep, akere we spent my
man's money not so long ago? Now, we're spending her man's... no, her good dic giver's
money.
Nkele: Shout out to Khoza brothers! Shem, these two are really, really, really rich.
Me: Refer to only one Khoza brother, that being Philani.
Nkele: What do you mean?
A woman who walked us to the table took our orders and left. Nkele couldn't help with
curiosity.
Me: He's stepping down from the businesses.
Nkele: Reason being?
Me: I don't know, Kele. He wasn't okay, asking if I would still like him if he lost everything. I
love Bentley, and he will literally lose it.
Nkele: Bentley? Are you with him because of Bentley?
Me: No, but I'm sad. He said he would lose everything, Nkele. I'm not sad because of that, but
I pity him. He was not okay, and me saying Bentley comes first must've hurt him.
Nkele: Why on earth would you say that?
Our drinks came through. She ordered a red wine while I ordered a cocktail drink for
myself. I let out a sigh. I didn't actually mean that.
Me: I just thought it was a random question. I didn't think deeply about it. I could see the
pain that flashed in his eyes, Kele. That hurt.
Nkele: What did he say the reason was?
Me: He just said he needed to step down to be free and actually get to be happy with me. I
think I'm the reason. I just feel so bad.
Nkele: Is that why you've been off the whole shopping spring?
Me: Yes. I don't know how else to comfort him. I love him, and not because of what he has,
but because he makes me happy, not materialistic, but his presence makes me happy.
Nkele: Awww, chomiie, you really love this greedy guy.
I do, and a lot. I took a sip from my juice, trying to swallow away the lump that was blocking
my throat.
Me: He's not greedy.
Nkele: He will be okay, Rori. You don't have to stress yourself about it.
Me: And now, I'm leaving for Durban tomorrow when he needs me the most. He will think I
only loved what he has.
Nkele: Did you tell him that it's not about his things, but you're actually in love?
Me: I did, but he wasn't convinced after I said Bentley comes first. I didn't really mean that.
Nkele: Well, I guess you have to make it up to him.
My uncle is impatiently waiting for me because I promised him that I was coming, and I also
miss home. How do I cancel this? Nhla needs me, and I need him not to lose everything
because of being with him. I now understand why he suddenly changed and said we should
keep it low-key. His family is against our relationship.
Nkele: Don't be so down, Rori. Just go to him after this date. I'll cover up for you to Thabiso.
You can eve sleepover.
Me: What? No!
Nkele: Sleepover doesn't mean having sex. Just cuddle him, and tell him that you're not
going anywhere.
Me: But I'm going somewhere— home.
Nkele: I mean, tell him that you'll stay by his side. He's a very successful man, and dating a
minor might actually jeopardize not only the family's businesses but his image as well.
Me: I didn't ask to be a minor.
Nkele: No one said you did. Go to your man, Rori, he needs you. I'll cover up for you.
I nodded. Smile crossed on my face as my eyes landed on Smangaliso. He smiled back and
walked to our table. I slightly screamed, hugging hugging him. It's been a while.
Nkele: Khumo?
That snapped me out of my happy thoughts. What is Khumo doing here? He said he lived in
Mpumalanga, and this is Joburg.
Khumo: Hey, babe...
He's astonished too to see her here. But that was quickly replaced by smiles on their faces.
They shared a hug, too.
Smangaliso: How have you been? Khumo is my cousin and he's here for holidays. I didn't
expect you to know him.
Me: I know him through my best friend. Meet Nkeletseng, she's also here for holidays.
Smangaliso: But I thought you were going home.
Me: I... I was... but I suddenly changed my mind.
This is shocking and actually risky. Khumo in the same city as Philani? I can already see that
Nkele is getting uncomfortable.
Khumo: Let's change seats and go over there.
He's pointing at the table for four. I was about to refuse that, but these guys had already
taken our shopping bags heading to that table.
Nkele: No, we need to leave, Rori. Khumo can't see me with Philani.
Me: But he's not here.
Nkele: I know, but you'll never know with Philani. He said he was at the mall too and asked
for my location.
Me: You didn't give him, did you?
Nkele: Eish, I didn't know, Rori. We have to do something.
Me: Let's go and tell them there's actually an emergency. Let's not waste time, Kele.
I pulled her hand. My heart beating fast on her behalf. She must be scared as hell. But
Philani knows about Khumo. He shouldn't have a problem.
Me: Guys, we... something just came up. We really need to leave.
Smangaliso: What a bummer. What happened?
Nkele: It's actually something confidential. Please excuse us.
We quickly grabbed our shopping bags, heading towards the door. The waitress shouted,
"Hey, nina! Hey! You can't leave without paying."
Oh, fvck no! That completely slipped our minds. We looked at each other, and all eyes were
on us already. We were not running away, well, we were running away but not from paying,
from drama that could pop up if Philani happened to get here.
"I'll settle the bill."
I widened my eyes, hearing a familiar voice. The familiar voice should've come from inside
the restaurant, that being Smanga or Khumo saying it, but it actually came from the door.
He's here, and my bestie is actually doomed.
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NKELETSENG
She awkwardly smiled as he walked towards them. The way her and Rorisang are freezing
on the spot, it's kinda funny and also suspicious. Her heart is not giving her any mercy and
beats out of her chest. Rori nudges her quickly, snapping her out of her lost thoughts. Nkele
looks at Rori, then slowly looks up at Philani, locking eyes for a second.
Philani: Are you oka...
Rorisang: We're okay, sir! It's very kind of you to settle the bill for us. You're not only my
best teacher, you're also my hero! Please meet my friend, Nkele.
Nkele wet her lips, trying to keep herself calm. Rori was really coming through for her. She
owes her best friend a whole meal, no, a Bentley.
Nkele: Nice to meet you, sir.
As confused as Philani was, he smiled anyway. His thumb brushed Nkele's hand the minute
they shook hands. She quickly pulled her hand, but not so suspiciously.
Waitress: You're blocking the way. Sir, can you please settle the bill and move away. This is
the entrance.
Philani: Oh, right.
He took out his card, making Nkele question herself as to how many cards he had. This is a
teacher, and everyone knows that teachers' salaries are not that much.
Rorisang: Thank you, sir! We're actually in a hurry, so we'll meet when the school reopens.
I'll get you Maynards' sweets.
Rori quickly said and pulled Nkele's hand. One of the shopping bags dropped. Lord, people
were probably getting annoyed because of the commotion. Philani went down and picked it
up as the waitress tapped his card on the speed point.
Philani: Be careful, sweetheart.
Nkele: Thanks.
"Mr P? Khoza sir? The only hot teacher I know?"
They all looked at Khumo, who looked ecstatic to see Philani. Rorisang and Nkele looked at
each other astonished. Everything was just happening so fast, and Nkele only wanted to see
herself out of there.
Philani: K? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?
Nkele: You know each other?
Rorisang: Nkele!
Rori didn't waste time, but rushed outside, making sure they don't drop any more shopping
bags. Nkele kept glancing back, trying to put two and two together. Khumo is not a Zulu,
Philani is. Was Philani his teacher? It doesn't make sense.
Rorisang: Okay, let's finally breathe.
They both released the breath they've been holding. Rorisang put all their bags in the car
boot. She held Nkele's hands and kissed them.
Rorisang: Are you okay?
Nkele: How do they know each other?
Rorisang: I don't know, but I know Smangaliso's father is Nhla's friend. Khumo is a cousin,
so he must've been visiting, and maybe Philani is also a friend to Ifalethu, Smangaliso's
father. Maybe they met there and...
Nkele: And I'm in shit, Rori.
Rorisang: You have to cut ties with Philani as soon as possible, Kele. It's clear that you're no
longer staying behind, but coming with me.
Nkele: But we have a date tomorrow.
She must be kidding Rorisang. Nkele is still thinking of the date they have now? Does she
even hear herself?
Nkele: I already imagined our date, Rori, and the things he was going to do to me after date.
I already had a picture of how it was going to be like staying a few days with him.
Rorisang: Snap out of it, Nkeletseng. You said you love Khumo and wouldn't leave him,
right?
Nkele: I also love Philani's dic, and I wouldn't leave his dic.
Rorisang: Wa hlanya, Kele? (Are you crazy?)
Nkele: Yes, and I blame Philani and Khumo. Those two are driving me crazy. Can't I just
have both of them?
Rorisang has given up on her. She leaves Kele standing there alone and gets in the
passenger seat. They made a deal that Rori was the one driving to the mall and Kele would
drive them back home.
Nkele: Do you think I'm in the state to drive?
Rorisang: I'm tired, Kele. You made me walk all over this mall.
Nkele: But don't talk like you didn't get yourself something.
Rorisang: Akere mara Kele you were the one making me walk all over, trying to get the best
dress for the date.
Nkele: And you want me to leave with that expensive dress without wearing it to date?
Rorisang: O risk taker akere wena? So sharp, go ahead.
Rorisang moved to the driver’s seat and fastened her seatbealt.
Rorisang: Are you not going to put the seatbealt on?
Nkele: Oh...
Rorisang: Stress will kill you, kao blella. (I'm telling you)
She started the car and drove off. Nkele did the breathing exercises, trying to cool off until
they got home. They both carried their shopping bags inside where Thabiso was fuming.
Rorisang: O sharp abuti waka? (Are you okay, my brother?)
Thabiso: No. Where are you coming from?
Rorisang: School?
Thabiso: Rorisang.
Rorisang: Mara Thabiso, where do you think we're coming from with the shopping bags?
Thabiso: Nkele, are you okay?
Nkele: Yes, I just need to lie down.
Rorisang: And I need to try these on. I got you something!
Thabiso: It better not be those ugly sharpnose shoes you got me last time.
Rorisang: You were promoted to the CEO position, and you needed those kinds of shoes.
They were formal, not ugly.
They both walked upstairs to Rorisang's room. Nkele keeps releasing a breath, sitting on the
edge of the bed, thinking critically about her life situation right now.
Rorisang: Are you still going to cover up for me?
Nkele: I need you to my side, too.
Rorisang: You need me. How? I told you to leave Philani because you don't love him, but his
dic. Khumo has a dic. Just tell him to up his game.
Nkele: I don't think he'll reach Philani's level even if he does.
Rosisang: Why can't you love Philani keh? He has a 'good' dic, money, and he's a fine man.
What's there not to like about him?
Nkele: I just don't want to leave Khumo.
Rorisang: Okay, suit yourself, keh. I'm going to Nhla's place, and you're going to back me up
like I did at the restaurant.
Nkele: You're choosing a man over a friend of 8 years? I'm already drowning in depression
here.
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He doesn't understand why those two were acting like that while they spent his money like
they've never been to the mall. He doesn't even want to get to where they ordered so much
food like they've been starving and only for them not to eat. So, he decided to take them
home.
What he least expected was seeing Khumo here, the one and only smart learner he always
tutored.
Khumo: How about hitting the club later on?
Philani: You seem to forget that I'm older than you.
Smangaliso: Oh, come on, uncle. I'm sure you can get yourself a hot mama there.
Philani: Haii wena! Hot mama at the club? I've got no time to play.
Khumo: Don't tell me you've settled down.
Smangaliso: He hasn't.
Khumo: So? You can get a hot mama to take home with you.
Philani: I already have eyes on someone. I don't want to jeopardize my chances of being
with her.
Smangaliso: Why am I only finding out about this right now?
Philani: You don't need to always find out early.
Khumo: Who is she? How's she like?
Philani smiled, trying so hard to hold himself. He took a sip from the whisky he ordered and
sighed with a smile.
Smangaliso: Damn, you're already whipped.
Khumo: Is she that pretty?
Philani: She's gorgeous.
Smangaliso: Where does she work?
Philani: Why do you want me to go deeper into details? We're not peers. Remember that.
Khumo: We need to meet her, but two drinks won't hurt.
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The aim was to satisfy these two boys, not to get more than two drinks, but at least there in
a private section.
Khumo: More drinks!
Philani: Haii nina!
Smangaliso: Come on, uncle! We don't do this often, please let's go.
The music went up as they kept taking drinks after drinks. Smangaliso ordered a bucket of
Corona beer.
Philani's phone vibrated. It's a message from Nkele. A smile creeped on his face, opening it.
"I've been trying to call you. Are you okay?"
That's how the text was read, but Philani's drunk eyes saw a different text.
Philani: This is one last drink. My woman needs me.
Khumo: You said things are not official yet.
Philani: Yes, but they'll be official tomorrow.
He stood up, keeping his balance well. Khumo stood up with him.
Khumo: Let me accompany you, I need to see her anyway.
Smangaliso: (laughs) Let's stay for another 10 minutes and have more drinks, so we can
escort him.
Philani: Are we kids?
Khumo: No, but we're just making sure you get to her safely.
Smangaliso: And use the chance to see her gorgeousness.
They all cracked up laughing. They kept drinking and decided to call a driver to Philani's
girl.
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RORISANG
Nhla is the happiest man in the world. He ordered something for us to eat. After having our
dinner, we decided to watch a movie. He's not a movie person, and it bores me. He has been
talking, if not staring at me. He's touchy, I get that, but he was being too much. Kissing me,
tickling me so I could give him my attention.
Me: I didn't even enjoy the movie.
Nhlakanipho: But you enjoyed my company.
Me: Mxm.
He switched off the tv and scooped me up in his arms, walking to the bedroom. We're at his
other house. He says it's our secret spot. He placed me well on bed and kissed my forehead.
Nhlakanipho: I'll fix a bath for us.
Me: I'm not taking a bath with you!
I snapped unplanned. He frowned but ignored it and walked in the ensuite. After a while, he
walked back, took off his vest, and walked towards the bed.
Nhlakanipho: Should I undress you?
Me: No!
Nhlakanipho: I'm your man, Rori. Will you just trust me?
Me: I'm not ready to... to sleep with you.
Nhlakanipho: Then why are you sleeping over?
Me: Nhla! Do you think I came here for sex? Is that how you think of me?
Nhlakanipho: I thought you're here to sleep with me, not to have sex with me.
Me: Oh, you meant that?
Nhlakanipho: We're just going to take a bath together and come to bed. I won't do anything
to you.
I nodded, getting off the bed. He stood just closer, running his hands on my body. He
unzipped my dress and let it slide down. His eyes wandered all over my body, checking me
out. He kept cursing beneath his breath and finally looked up at me.
Nhlakanipho: Were you always this beautiful?
Me: Yes, hawww, what do you mean?
Nhlakanipho: Meaning some boys have held this body in their arms?
Me: That's in the past.
Nhlakanipho: I should've been your first.
He sounds jealous, and it's funny, for real. He hands snaked around my waist before
dropping off my thong. I don't like bra, so I'm standing in front of this man in my birth
clothes. He picked me up, walking in the ensuite with me. Oh, a bubble bath? This man is my
favorite after God.
He took off his pants, and I quickly looked away. His deep chuckle filled the ensuite.
Nhlakanipho: Look at your man, Nana. You have to know what you'll be dealing with in the
latest stage.
Me: Nhla!
He laughed softly, getting behind me. I laid my head on his chest, relaxing in the tub. This
man's hands are always busy on my body. Tell me why he is playing with my nipples now.
Like he read my mind. He let go and grabbed a loofah. He gently scrubbed it on my body,
leaving kisses on my neck, down to my shoulder.
Nhlakanipho: Thank you for coming over.
Me: I had to. You didn't look okay earlier.
Nhlakanipho: You hurt me.
Me: I'm sorry, but I really didn't mean that, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: I know you were being your crazy self.
I turned my head, looking at him. He smiled, revealing his dimple and pecking my lips.
Me: I'm not with you because of what you have. I loved Mkhuseli and didn't mind spending
on him.
Nhlakanipho: Don't talk to me about your ex-boyfriends.
Me: I was just saying. I love you for who you are, okay? I don't care about what you have.
You can start over and build your thing, I'll be with you. We can eat kotas instead of burgers,
I'll stay with you. You can live in a shack, I'll still visit you. That's how much I love you. Your
presence makes me feel better, and I want no one but you.
Nhlakanipho: Do you mean that?
Me: With everything in me.
Nhlakanipho: Fuck!
He brought my face closer and smashed his lips on mine.
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Nkele is home alone. Rorisang went to Nhlakanipho's house, and Thabiso is only God knows
where. She was scared to open for Philani, who sounded drunk over the gate intercom. She
instead decided to go out instead of letting him inside. What she didn't expect was to see
him with Khumo and Smanga.
Khumo: Where have I seen you? Such a beauty.
Philani: Right? Halo mama.
He said in a charming tone, but Nkele wasn't impressed at all. She thought Philani was
mature enough to drink with his peers, not these kids. That's his first red flag. The second
red flag is him coming with them here.
Nkele: Please leave, you'll come back sober and alone.
She's just thankful that Khumo is too drunk to recognize her. Smangaliso has been in his
world since they got here. He's talking alone and dancing like he's still in the club.
Philani: Hawu, ukwatile mama?
Nkele: Why on earth would you come here with people? Don't you know your way here?
You shouldn't have even come here this drunk.
Philani: Sorry, darlie.
They busted into laughter, sending irritation to Nkele's face. This is it. She's dumping his
crazy immature arse. Well, they were not dating anyway.
She attempted to walk away when a warm hand grabbed her arm. It isn't Philani's hand
because she knows Philani's hands are always cold. It's Khumo, and the way he's looking at
her sends her heartbeat on a marathon.
Khumo: Kele?
Nkele: Hu-Huh?
Philani: You know her? Aii, get your hands off my girl, Khumo.
Khumo: Your girl?
He asked, stepping back as if he was now getting the it. He frowned at Philani and glanced
back at Nkele, who was now getting scared. Dammit! She should've gone back the minute
she saw they all came.
Khumo: You're cheating on me?
Philani: Cheating how? You're getting too drunk now, leave.
Khumo: Nkeletseng?
Nkele: Babe, I... I...
Philani: Babe? What's going on here?
Nkele: Philani, Khumo is the boyfriend I've been telling you about. Khumo, baby, can we
please talk? I'll explain and...
Philani: Oh, the little boyfriend?
A punch flew over and landed on Philani's face, making him stumble back. Nkele gasped,
bringing her hands over to her mouth. Khumo threw another punch and another.
Khumo: Little boyfriend?
Nkele: Khumo, please stop it.
Philani pushed Khumo away from him, holding himself back not to find himself beating a
child. Smangaliso managed to pull Khumo back. Nkele walked over, passing Philani, and
cupped Khumo's face.
Nkele: I'm sorry. Are you hurt?
Philani: You must be kidding me.
Nkele: Please go home and rest. We will talk tomorrow.
Smangaliso: What are they fighting for?
Nkele: Smangaliso, please take him home. I'll call a cab for Philani. They can't be in the same
car right now.
Khumo: We're not going anywhere. I need to k!ll him first, Smanga.
Smangaliso pulled Khumo away to the car they came with. He took Philani's wallet with his
phone and rushed back to give it to him before being driven off home.
Philani: I didn't know he was the one.
Nkele: Even if you did, why on earth would you come to me with other guys? What are you,
12?
Philani: Ngiyaxolisa mama.
Nkele: We're canceling tomorrow's date. I love my boyfriend, Philani, and I'm not going to
lose my two years relationship over nothing.
Philani: What do you mean nothing?
Nkele: Wait here, I'm going to grab your card and also request a cab for you.
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She disappeared inside and came back after a little while. Philani was still stumbling,
waiting for her.
Nkele: Here.
Philani: I gave it to you, so you can spoil yourself.
Nkele: And I've spoiled myself, thank you.
Philani: Kwenzejani sthandwa sami?
Nkele: Did you just forget what happened a few minutes ago? I can't keep on cheating on
Khumo.
Philani: You're dating Khumo?
Nkele: Mxm. The cab will soon be here, wait for it.
She walked off, but Philani couldn't just let her go. He hugged her from behind, kissing her
neck.
Philani: Wait here, with me.
Nkele: I'm getting cold, Philani.
Philani took off his jacket and placed it over Nkele's shoulders.
Philani: How about now?
Nkele: I'm still cold. I need to get inside to feel warm.
Philani: Get inside your man's arms, and you'll feel the warmth.
Nkele: I have a boyfriend.
Philani: So? I said I'm your man, not your boyfriend. Those two are different.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her hair. Nkele couldn't help but feel safer and even
warm. She could feet Philani's heartbeat against his chest. It was beating so fast.
Nkele: Your heartbeat is not beating normal.
Philani: Do you blame it? That's how it beats every time you're around me. It beats this
much for you.
Nkele: How do you keep saying the right words every time?
Philani: I say the right words to the right one.
His grip tightened around Nkele. Only he wishes that it could last forever.
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NHLAKANIPHO
Waking up next to her sends different kinds of feelings. He just doesn't know how he feels,
especially after hearing her confessing to him and assuring him that she's not going
anywhere. Who would've thought that one day, he would be this stupidly in love? If
someone told him three years ago that he would be deeply in love with a teenager and
surprisingly happy with her, he would've laughed it out.
He caresses her cheek, watching her asleep with her lips slightly parted and her hand under
her cheek. He moved his thumb on her bottom lip and leaned in for a soft kiss. He loves her
soft, small lips and how she looks at him with eyes that have a spark of excitement and
peace.
Nhlakanipho: You're so beautiful even in your sleep.
He takes a few snaps and gets off the bed. He wears his slides and proceeds to the ensuite.
Took a quick shower and wore his track pants with a white t-shirt. He walked out to quickly
make something for them to eat. He was raised by a woman, so he knows his way around
the kitchen. He doesn't often cook, and he's not a breakfast person, but today, it's special.
He's doing it for his girl.
He doesn't have many groceries here, so he'll make a simple, light one. At least he now
knows what Rori is allergic to. He prepares toasted bread, fried eggs, and bacon with cheese
grillers. He doesn't know whether she would like coffee or tea, so he takes an appetizer,
which is her favorite drink.
Nhla takes the tray to the bedroom, leaving all the mess he created in the kitchen. She's still
sleeping but has changed the position. She's a heavy sleeper on top of that, a very terrible
sleeper. Nhla chuckles as a thought comes through his mind, reminding him of the way Rori
was putting her legs over him, her arms and even went as far as sleeping on top of him,
those were his favorite positions, but not when she kicked him, and pulling the sheet all to
herself.
He's still standing in the middle of the room, smiling to himself whilst staring at her. He's
whipped, and that doesn't shake him. He's still going to show love and affection towards
her. Ifalethu was asking him the other day if he would survive without sex while he used to
smash left right and center, and he responded that he surprisingly doesn't mind waiting.
Their relationship is still fun without sex.
Rorisang stretched out her arms, moaning softly. She turned to the other side—
Nhlakanipho's side and attempted to hug him. Nhla smiled to the sight as Rori kept patting
the empty bed.
Nhlakanipho: Good morning, pretty.
She turned with a frown. Her eyes fell on the tray he was carrying, and immediately, a smile
creeped on her face. She hid her face with the sheet again.
Rorisang: I should've been the one to wake up first.
Nhlakanipho: But you said you're a heavy sleeper.
Nhla put the tray on the bed nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed next to her and
uncovered her face.
Nhlakanipho: If only you knew how beautiful you look right now, you wouldn't hide
yourself.
Rorisang: Please move away, I have a morning breath.
Nhlakanipho leaned over and pecked her lips. Rorisang widened her eyes, putting one of
her hands over to her mouth.
Rorisang: Why would you do that?
Nhlakanipho: I'm showing you that I love you with your morning breath.
Rorisang: But you're unfair because you brushed your teeth.
Nhlakanipho: Nana vuka, awuyeke ukukhuluma kakhulu. (Baby, get up, and stop talking too
much)
He went to open the curtains and windows. He didn't want to do that while she was still
asleep because he would've disturbed her beautiful sleep. Rori stepped out of the bed, still
wearing Nhlakanipho's t-shirt that looked like a short dress on her and went to wash her
face as well as brushing her teeth. Meanwhile, Nhla did the bed so they could both sit on the
made bed and eat.
Rorisang: Where's yours?
Nhla widened his eyes because he put both of their food there. She's not going to eat all of
them, is she?
Nhlakanipho: What do you mean? Can't you see I added too much on the plate so we can
share?
Rorisang: Oh, I saw one plate and thought they were only mine.
Nhlakanipho: Can't you see my drink?
Rorisang: I can, but I thought you were only drinking.
Nhlakanipho: Muntu wami, do you love food to that extent?
Rorisang: You said you don't eat breakfast.
Nhlakanipho: I don't, but I can do what I don't when I'm with you.
Rori smiled, taking one of the cheese grillers and taking a bite. He took one of the toasted
bread and took a bite.
Nhlakanipho: What time are you leaving today?
Rorisang: I haven't asked my brother, but we usually leave around 6 pm.
Nhlakanipho: Is that why you're not panicking?
Rorisang: Nkele got my back, so I said by 1 pm I'd be home.
She took the fried eggs, bacon, and two cheese grillers and put them between the two
toasted bread. Nhla watched in silence, but the amusement on his face couldn't be wiped off.
Rorisang: Mhh... wow, Nhla...
She took another bite with her eyes closed. She kept complimenting after each bite. Now,
with her mouth full, very full, she came back to her senses. Her mouth was now full that she
couldn't compliment him anymore.
She blinked twice, not chowing the food in her mouth, but instead felt embarrassed. She was
just carried away by the great cooked breakfast.
Nhlakanipho: Eat, Nana. It shouldn't go to waste.
She slowly chewed and swallowed. She took her drink and gulped it down before clearing
her throat.
Rorisang: That was embarrassing. I'm sorry, I just got carried away.
Nhlakanipho: I will take that as a compliment, but I'm glad that you're being yourself
around me. Are you full?
She shook her head, earning a smile from Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Idla, Nana. You can even have mine.
Rorisang: That would be greedy, but I can take only one bread.
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) It's okay.
He kissed her forehead, and they both continued to eat with light conversation between
them.
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He woke up with a banging head. He's thankful that it's the school holidays. He makes
himself a strong coffee and sits on the high stool, getting himself busy with his phone. He
scrolls down to Nkele's number and calls her.
Nkele: Philani.
He frowned at the cold tone she just greeted him with.
Philani: Hey, how are you?
His voice is cracky and deep now that it's in the morning.
Nkele: O batlang? (What do you want?)
Philani: Uhm... you sound cold, are we good?
Nkele: Didn't you hear me yesterday, Philani? I said we should stop whatever we're doing.
Philani: Why? Did I do something wrong?
Nkele: You're so funny.
Philani: Lalela, I already bought you a dress for our date. Please be ready by 7 pm.
No response. He takes a look on the screen, and the call long ends. He frowned and dialed
her number again, but it didn't go through. His heart started beating faster. He doesn't
remember anything besides getting drunk yesterday at the club. Did he perhaps do
something?
He calls her again, but it still doesn't go through. That's obvious. She has blocked him. He
swallowed and left his coffee there. He took two pills and gulped them down with water so
the hangover could lessen.
On his way to Nkele, he decided to call Smangaliso, who answered his phone in his deep
sleep.
Smangaliso: Uncle.
Philani: Did I do something yesterday when I was drunk?
Smangaliso: Kodwa malume, ngikhathele.
Philani: I just need to know.
Smangaliso: I don't remember quite well. I just recall that we drove to your girl's place, I
don't remember her well, and you suddenly fought with Khumo. That's all.
Philani: What? Why on earth would I fight with Khumo?
Smangaliso: I don't know, uncle. Can I please sleep?
Philani: Sure.
He disconnected the call. No, no, no! He needs to remember. Did he say something to Nkele?
If that's so, he needs to apologize.
He drove off at high speed and only slowed when he reached the street. He parked a few
houses away and attempted to step out of the car when he saw Kele walking out of the yard,
wearing only a short tight and tank top.
His brows formed a frown, seeing her hugging some guy. Taking a closer look, he recognized
Khumo. He swallowed, biting his lower lip. Now, it made sense why Smanga said they were
fighting. It was because of her.
He has a good dic, money, and a great personality. He thought Nkele enjoyed being with him
as much as he enjoyed being with her. Not all women look for money, and Nkele is one of
them.
He gathered his strength and brought the engine to life, driving off with a heavy heart. It
was just too soon to fall for her. Was Khumo the boyfriend she always talked about? It
makes sense as to why they were acting like that yesterday.
Philani: Fuck! You're so stup!d, Philani.
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RORISANG
I took my small bag and put it over my thighs, looking at him. He's hurt but doesn't want
to show it. I had a great time with him, but I honestly miss home. His hand finds mine
and squeezes it before kissing it.
Nhlakanipho: Do you have to go?
Me: I'll be back before you know it.
Nhlakanipho: But your birthday is coming soon, Rori. I wanted to spend it with you.
Me: I miss home.
Nhlakanipho: And I'll miss you.
Me: I'll miss you too.
I had a great night. Kele was right. Sleeping in a man's arms is the best feeling ever. I
slept like a baby, and I would do the repeat without having second thoughts at any given
chance.
Me: Let me go home.
Nhlakanipho: Can I please get one last hug?
Me: Of course.
We hugged for a little while and pulled away. He stared into my eyes with eyes full of
pain. Why does he act like we'll never see each other again?
Nhlakanipho: I don't want any boys near you.
Me: They won't even dare come closer to me.
Nhlakanipho: Behave yourself, okay?
Me: I will.
Nhlakanipho: Call me when you get there.
I nodded. He pecked my lips for the millionth time. He stepped out and walked around
to open the door for me. He helped me out and let out a heavy sigh.
Me: I'll call you every day.
I hugged him one last time and walked off. By the time I reached the gate, I looked back.
He still stood there with his hands deep in his pants' pockets. My tall giant fine man! He
waved, and so did I and disappeared in the yard.
As soon as I walked in, Nkele quickly rushed to me and helped me with my bag. I can tell
she's not okay.
Me: Where's Thabiso?
Nkele: I don't know, he didn't sleep home.
Me: Oh...
That's not new, but he has frequently started sleeping out. I know he's an elder, but he
needs to update me that he'll be going out and sleeping out. Nkele put away my bag and
threw herself on the edge of the bed, sighing heavily.
Nkele: How was your night?
Me: Fascinating.
Nkele: Did you manage to make him feel better?
Me: Yep, I can tell he's content.
Nkele: I hope you didn't manage to make him feel better signing off your innocence.
Me: No! I didn't.
Nkele: That's great to hear.
Me: What's going on, Kele? Did something happen?
I asked, sitting down next to her. She faced down, fiddling with her fingers.
Nkele: I hurt him, Rori.
Me: Who did you hurt? Khumo?
That's the only guy she cares about. He is the only guy who can make her feel the way
she's feeling right now. I'm taken aback by her head shake.
Nkele: No, Philani.
Me: Philani? How did you hurt him?
Nkele: Yesterday, they came here.
She goes on telling me every detail of what went down in my presence. Philani shouldn't
have come here with those two, but then again, why would Nkele walk out, seeing that
Khumo is also there?
Me: So Khumo doesn't remember anything?
Nkele: No. He asked for my location earlier and came to see me.
Me: So how did you hurt Philani?
Nkele: I told him we should stop with this thing and blocked him. I guess he doesn't
remember as well because he also drove up here. He saw me with Khumo and drove
past us. Khumo didn't see his car because we were hugging, but I did. I saw him, and
how broken he looked.
Me: Oh my God.
Nkele: I feel bad, Rori. Maybe I shouldn't have led him on.
It's confirmed that she loves him too, or else she wouldn't be this hurt because of
breaking Philani's heart.
Me: Why are you doing this to yourself? You like this guy.
Nkele: And I love Khumo. We've been together for two years, Rori.
Me: That's what makes you think you love him— time period you've been together. You
feel like you'll be doing something wrong for leaving him for Philani.
Nkele: No! I love Khumo, Rori.
Me: Then you shouldn't give a damn about Philani's feelings.
A doorbell pulled her out of her thoughts. I let her sit and went down to attend the
person on the door. Oh, a bucket of goodies and flowers? Philani would never let my
bestie go.
"Rorisang Gela?"
The delivery man asks. Why would he ask about me? Aren't these supposed to be
Nkele's?
Me: Yes?
Man: Please sign here for me.
I signed in hesitation and received the gifts. He thanked me and walked away. I shut the
door behind me, putting the gifts down on the counter. Here's the note, "Here are some
snacks for the way, Durban is hours away. Have a safe trip, and stay safe for uNhla
wakho. Your man, Nhla."
When did he even get me these? Talk about a man of surprises. I guess he understood
when I said I love surprises.
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NKELETSENG
There she is, standing in front of his house. What brings her there? Only God knows.
She's shaking, and her heart doesn't give her rest. Rorisang and Thabiso long left the
city, but she stayed behind— only God knows why.
The gate opened. She frowned in confusion because she didn't press the gate buzzer. A
white Range Rover reverses out of the yard. There's soft music playing inside, and a
very beautiful light skinned woman is humming along. She's not the same woman who
walked on them having it last time. It's another one.
Maybe coming here was not a good idea at all.
Woman: Are you waiting for someone?
Nkele: No.
Woman: Oh. Lani didn't say anything about having a visitor, but you can get inside.
Nkele nodded. The gate slowly closed, and she threw herself inside before it could
completely close. She knocked twice and went on knocking thrice. The door opened, and
there stood a fine man in his only shorts and shirtless.
Nkele: Hi.
She unblocked him and gave him signs that he was unblocked, but Philani didn't act like
how he's not acting right now.
Nkele: Uhm... was that your colleague?
Philani: Is that why you're here? To ask me questions?
Nkele: No.
Philani: Does your boyfriend know you're here?
Nkele: Phila...
Philani: I don't want to get punched again. What are you doing here?
Nkele: Are we still on with our date?
She doesn't have any valid reason as to why she's there. She just wanted to be here, and
now that she has gotten here, there's no valid reason pipping up in her head.
Philani: Am I your toy?
Nkele: No..
Philani: So uzofunani lah?
Nkele: I don't know, honestly.
Philani: You told me that you were canceling our today's date. You told me that you love
your boyfriend, well, you've always told me that, but yesterday was different. You were
rude and cold, Nkeletseng. You said you can't lose your two years relationship over
nothing. I recalled everything, so tell me, ubekwa yini la? (What brings you here?)
Nkele stared at him for a second and faced down, swallowing her lump.
Philani: You called what I thought was something, nothing.
Nkele: I'm sorry.
Philani: No, you were being truthful to yourself. You only loved what I gave you— dic,
and nothing else. Not even my money.
Nkele: I'm just so confused, and I...
Philani: So you want to confuse me too? I thought I made it clear that I liked you, but I
understand your relationship comes first. I shouldn't have even tried.
Nkele tried pulling his hand, Philani yanked it off and stepped back.
Nkele: You're breaking my heart.
Philani: You broke mine, Nkeletseng. Leave before Khumo gets here with Smangaliso.
Nkele: Are you kicking me out?
Philani: I'm trying to save your own relationship like how you saved it yesterday. Leave.
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NHLAKANIPHO
He was busy with the resignation letter when a car pulled over at his place. He thought
it was Ifalethu since he said he's on his way, but Ifalethu never knocks. He just barges in.
He walked barefoot and opened. There stood someone he least expected. Behind her,
there was a white Range Rover.
Nhlakanipho: Inganathi?
Inganathi: Mholo. Philani gave me your location because I wanted to surprise you.
Nhlakanipho: Is that why he was asking for my location? That sly brother of mine.
Inganathi: Aren't you going to give me a hug?
Nhlakanipho: A handshake would do. My girl wouldn't like to see me hugging other
women.
Inganathi: I'm not other women, Nipho. I'm Inga, your Inga.
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 44
NHLAKANIPHO
This has his father written all over it. Inganathi wouldn't just pop out of nowhere after
the whole 8 years. There has to be motif behind her sudden arrival, and that motif must
be getting between him and Dollface. Khulekani would go the extra mile to ruin his
relationship with Rori, wouldn't he?
Nhlakanipho: You were mine 8 years ago before disappearing on me.
Inganathi: But here I am, Nipho. Are you not going to allow me in and let me explain?
Nhlakanipho: I don't need your explanation.
Inganathi: I never forgot about you.
Nhlakanipho: Yes, because you embarrassed me, Inganathi. Slept with my best friend
and got pregnant with his child. What am I in your eyes? A fool?
Inganathi: No, I...
Nhlakanipho: I paid a dowry for you, made all the wedding plans, and even chose a date.
Only to find out on the wedding day, the wedding you didn't even pitch at, that you ran
away with Thabiso's child, my best friend, Inganathi!
Inga smiled politely and gently pushed Nhlakanipho aside, walking in. Nhlakanipho's
fists clenched as he watched her roaming her eyes around his house.
Inganathi: I went to your mansion, but your guards said you haven't been home.
Nhlakanipho: Ufunani, Inganathi?
Inganathi: Ndiyakufuna. (I want you)
Nhlakanipho: Get the fvck out of my house, Inga. I don't want to lose it. You know me
pretty well that I can lose it.
Inga smirked. Instead of stepping out of the house, she stood in front of Nhla, looking at
his face. She glared deeply into his eyes and looked looked down at his juicy lips, then
up at his eyes again. She did that purposely knowing Nhla has always said a woman who
looks at him like that it's a turn-on.
Inganathi: What will you do? Fvck me?
Nhlakanipho: I don't fvck hoəs.
Inganathi: You can start with me. Well, I'm your hoə after all.
She upped her hand, attempting to touch his chest, Nhlakanipho grabbed her wrist
before she could even put her finger. The more she stared at her, the more his eyes
darkened and eyebrows forming a deep frown.
Nhlakanipho: Don't you dare.
Inganathi: Nhlakanipho...
Nhlakanipho: You don't want to see my worst, Inganathi.
Inganathi: I actually do want to see your worst. Your child will be motherless.
Nhlakanipho: I don't have a child.
Inganathi: You do, Nhlakanipho. You have a baby girl with me.
He's not a man who raises his hands on women, but this one is testing him. He roughly
pulls her to the door and pushes her out.
Nhlakanipho: I don't ever want to see you again. Do you hear me?
Inganathi: Nhlakanipho...
Nhla shut the door on her face and clicked his tongue. The nerve this woman has!
Showing up after full 8 years? Is she kidding him? He reads the text from Rorisang
telling him that she had arrived safely. Nhla pressed the call button to call Rori so he
could hear her voice.
Rorisang: Nhla kaRori.
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
Rorisang: I just sent a text that I got home safely. Why do you sound like this? Are you
okay?
Nhlakanipho: No, I wish I could hug you at times like this.
Rorisang: Did something happen?
He wants to tell her, but it will break her little heart. She will be miles away, broken, and
he wouldn't be there for her. He decides not to tell her and instead acts like he's okay.
Nhlakanipho: I'm just missing you already.
Rorisang: I'll video call you later, babe.
Nhlakanipho: It won't be the same.
Rorisang: Even if I show you your favorite meal?
Nhlakanipho: What?
Rorisang: You can lick it from the screen of the phone.
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) Baby!? Don't be insane.
Rorisang: Don't be sad too, then I won't be insane.
This is why he needed to call her. He has forgotten that other people exist. He's now in
his own world where only him and his Dollface exist.
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Nhlakanipho parked on the driveway and rushed inside his parents' house. Since his
father retired, he's always at home or either at their farm.
Nhlakanipho: Ma, uphi umnyeni wakho?
Kedibone: Hawww, Nhlakanipho? What happened?
Nhlakanipho: He's gone too far right now.
Kedibone: Will you tell me what's going on?
Nhlakanipho: He went to dig out Inganathi from hell hole she disappeared into. All
because of what? Rorisang! Why can't he leave me alone? I said I'm leaving all his
useless businesses. What more does he want from me!?
"Are you raising your voice at my wife like that?"
Khulekani said, walking through the kitchen from the sitting room. Nhla huffed, turning
to face him, breathing heavily.
Nhlakanipho: Awungitshele la, Baba, usithathaphi isbindi, mhh? No, because I want to
be as brave as you are.
Kedibone: Nipho, baby, calm down.
Nhlakanipho: Calm down? Ma, your husband is after my life! He wants to see me
spending my whole life miserable. What kind of father is he? Shouldn't he be happy that
I finally found the one who makes me happy after so many years?
Khulekani: A child, makes you happy?
Nhlakanipho: Does that count? Why are you still after me even after telling you that I'm
leaving everything behind?
At this point, Nhlakanipho is going to burst in anger. The fact that his father looks
relaxed and unbothered by this frustrates him even more.
Nhlakanipho: Inga? Inganathi, Baba? Ngobani?
Khulekani: She's your type.
Nhlakanipho: My type? Baba, out of all the people, you're the one who knows how much
that girl broke my heart. You're the one who saw me at my lowest, almost going crazy
because of the same girl you brought back to my life. Why would you do this to me?
His whispered the last sentence in a cracking voice. He held back tears in his eyes, which
made his eyes red.
Nhlakanipho: Why? Why are you trying to break my life in every way possible?
Kedibone: Kodwa Baba, nawe.
Khulekani: You were the happiest man with her, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: You're right until she ditched me on our wedding day. I "was" happy with
her, not anymore. Rorisang makes me happy. Can't you get that?
Khulekani: You can still rekindle your love with...
Nhlakanipho: Dammit, Baba mahn!
He took the glass of wine that was on the counter, throwing it in Khulekani's way. His
father ditched it, widening his eyes. The glass smashed against the wall. Kedibone
gasped for her as her hands traveled up to her mouth.
Nhlakanipho: Rekindle our love? Are you fvcking kidding me?
Kedibone: This is still your father, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: My father? A father would do anything to see his son happy, not a father
who makes his son's life miserable. He wants me to disappear from the face of the earth,
and trust me, I can do that. Continue doing what you're trying to do. You'll never see me
again.
He clicked his tongue and stormed out.
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PHILANI
He can't stop thinking about her. Whatever he tries to do to keep himself busy, she
always occupies a little space left in his mind. He went for a run and walked to the gym
room in his house.
He threw a few punches on the punching bag. The voice of Nkele refused to leave his
mind. He kept punching and punching. The smile kept flashing in his mind. He punched
and punched again. Her soft moans, giggles, and her touch. He cursed, punching and
kicking the punching bag.
He got rid of the gloves and gulped down his water. Philani breathed out heavily,
holding on to his knees. Nhlakanipho's fragrance filled his gym room. Philani didn't
stand up to face him.
Nhlakanipho: Why would you give Inganathi my address?
Philani: I didn't. I threw her out.
Nhlakanipho: She said you told her.
Philani: And you believed her?
He finally stood straight, wiping off his sweat. Nhlakanipho didn't look okay, and he
could tell from his red eyes. Nhla also noticed that his brother wasn't okay.
Nhlakanipho: It must've been your father.
Philani: Did she tell you what brought her back?
Nhlakanipho: She says she wants me. Obviously, she's here to destroy my relationship.
Philani: Are you going to let her?
Nhlakanipho: She would have to k!ll me first for me to let her get between me and
Dollface.
Philani: Let's go out. Don't you need a drink?
Nhlakanipho: Let's just drink and watch soccer here.
Philani: No, I need something better. A distraction. A loud music bursting the speakers
and strong drink will do.
Nhlakanipho: Did something happen between you and Kele?
Philani let out a sigh as a response to his brother. They both walked out of the gym.
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RORISANG
Nhla didn't sound okay. I know he was pretending with me. If he was an actor, he
would've long got fired. It's been hours since I heard from him. I know he might still be
busy, but he knows that I sleep at 10 pm, and he should call me.
I've been trying to reach him on the phone, but he has been unavailable. 10 pm has long
past, and I'm running out of patience. He makes me worried.
Pule: Rori, when are you going to sleep?
Me: In five minutes' time.
Pule: You've been saying that for a while. Is there anything bothering you?
Me: No, uncle. I'll go and sleep right now. Good night.
I went to give him a hug and walked to my bedroom. We left Nkele behind. Thabiso
trusted her enough to stay at his place. I don't know if she finally concluded her love life,
or she's still as confused as ever.
I tried to call Nhla again, but it was the last time calling him and... oh, there he answers. I
hear shuffling before a woman's voice answers.
Me: Who's this?
"Who are you calling my man at this time?"
I looked at the screen, making sure I called the correct number. This is Nhla's phone
number, but who is this woman?
Me: Where's Nhla? Can you please give him the phone.
"He's sleeping. Can I pass the message?"
Me: What message? I'll call him tomorrow.
"Who the hell do you think you are? I just told you, he's my man."
Me: But I didn't ask you. Why would you tell me something that I'm not interested in
knowing?
"Mamela apha, leave Nhlakanipho alone, okay?"
Me: Who are you to tell me that? My ancestor?
"You don't want me to make your little life miserable, do you?"
Me: Let me see you try and see if Nhla will let you make his Dollface's life miserable.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 45
RORISANG
I didn't sleep a wink. I kept tossing and turning the whole night, expecting Nhla to get back
to me. Of course, I'm hurt that his phone was answered by another woman who told me to
stay away. Who wouldn't be hurt? I leave the city, hours later, Nhla has been taken from me.
Was I his side piece? Or did he have a side piece? He can only answer that himself.
Pule: Are you ready, Rori?
Me: Yes, uncle.
Pule: Leave the phone behind.
Me: Jwang mara rangwane? I need to take my phone with me. (But how uncle?)
Pule: The way you're so glued to that phone since yesterday, I doubt you would even spare
me your attention.
Me: I'll put it away.
We're going out for breakfast along with my brother. Thabiso was already in the driver’s
seat, waiting for us. I got in the backseat as my uncle walked to the passenger seat. They're
probably surprised because I prefer the passenger seat if I'm not driving, but I really need to
keep an eye on my phone.
The chats of my brother and uncle catching up are filled in the car along with soft laughs
that irritate the fvck out of me. They keep asking me useless questions, not reading my
expressions that I need to be left alone!
Pule: That's surprising. I've been called to her previous school multiple times. Thrice a
week?
Thabiso: And you kept it from me, uncle? I would've sorted her out.
Pule: What changed, Rori?
There goes another boring question again. Do they understand that those are two different
schools? I was used to my previous school, and I wouldn't have misbehaved at the new one
as much as I misbehaved at the previous school.
Thabiso: Nothing changed. I had to be a strict brother, so she could remember that she's 16
and be a child.
Me: I'll be 17 and in a few days.
Uncle: You're still a child.
Me: Can I be 18 already and get my own apartment.
Thabiso: Oh, you mean 21?
I'm still wondering why I chose Thabiso as my brother when we were given a chance to
choose brothers. What a boring jerk he is. I still have more years to wait to finally move out?
I leaned over, balancing my arms between the front seats, looking at my uncle.
Me: Did he tell you that he stole someone's girlfriend?
Thabiso: Rorisang!
Pule: He what?
Me: Yep. He stole a teenager's girlfriend, rangwane. He's hardly seen at home. So, tell me,
how am I safe in that environment?
Thabiso: I have a tight security, uncle. Don't listen to this one.
Pule: How old is that girl?
Oh, God! Does the age really matter? He should be scolding Thabiso for being a girlfriend
stealer, not questioning me!
Pule: Is she pretty?
Thabiso: She is.
Pule: Then I'll gladly accept her.
Me: (mumbles) I hope you'll gladly accept my handsome Nhla as well.
Thabiso: What was that?
I'm back on my phone again, just swiping, doing absolutely nothing, but expecting
Nhlakanipho's call or even a text. He's not even on socials. He only uses WhatsApp— when
he feels like it.
They chose spur for breakfast. Uncle Pule said today was mine, so after breakfast, we'll be
going shopping, but I don't feel like it. We can do that on my birthday. I just need to be in my
bedroom and wait for Nhla's call. I'll give him time to explain.
Pule: Rori, what did I say about that phone? You barely touched your food.
Me: I suddenly don't feel okay, uncle.
Thabiso: Haii, Rorisang and drama.
Pule: What's wrong, mukie?
Me: I feel like lying down, and these eggs make me feel nauseous.
Thabiso: You now know the meaning of that?
I shouldn't have told him I once misspelled the word amnesia. Him and Philani are the same
WhatsApp group. They'll never let me be.
Pule: You can have my sausages then, and I'll take your eggs.
Thabiso: I hope you're not pregnant.
Pule: Haii, Thabiso! How can you think of your sister like that?
Thabiso: Eggs suddenly make her nauseous, uncle?
If I was given a chance, I'd splash this cappuccino on his face and rearrange his ugly face.
Wait, is it possible for a tongue to make one fall pregnant? No, I doubt. We've been taught
about this at school. Okay, Rori, relax, you're not pregnant.
A message comes through, and I jump to my phone and unlock it. Oh, it's Nkele. She's telling
me that she's coming home today. Didn't she say she'll spend quite a few days at Philani's?
Oh, Nhla posted a status but didn't call or text me back. It's a picture of him sleeping on the
boobs of a woman I believe is the one I talked to yesterday with no caption but emojis.
I swallowed, attempting to reply to it, but went against the thought.
Thabiso: Rori, what's wrong?
I guess he saw the sudden change of expression on my face. I faked my smile and shook my
head, pushing off the plate and standing up.
Me: I'll go and lie down in the car.
Pule: Rori...
I took my phone, rushing to the car while trying to call him. Maybe he'll explain, right? I
shouldn't overthink. He has a better explanation, I believe.
Me: Please call me back when you get a chance.
I leave a voice mail, trying not to sound hurt.
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NKELETSENG
She is not as happy as she thought she would be. Her mind is far away from where her body
is. Khumo has tried to talk to her, but he hasn't won. Nkele's mind is at Philani's place. She
wants to go and see him, but the way he kicked her out yesterday makes her think twice.
Khumo: Should we just cancel this lunch date and go home?
Nkele: No, why would you cancel?
Khumo: I've been talking alone, Nkele. I don't know what's wrong with you because you've
been quiet since I got here.
Nkele: I'm fine.
Khumo: You've been saying that, but your face says the opposite.
Nkele heaves a heavy sigh. Is she lying to herself about loving Khumo? Because why on
earth would her heart be so hurt while she's with the person she claims to love?
Khumo's hand finds hers and squeezes on. Nkele shoots up her eyes, meeting his eyes that
are full of worry and care.
Khumo: Talk to me. What's going on?
Nkele: Nothing's going on, babe. Let's have our food before it gets cold.
She pulls back her hands and reaches out for fork and knife. A familiar cologne fills her
nostrils before she could raise her head and look for him. Sukoluhle gets to their table,
smiling.
Sukoluhle: K, hi! Why didn't you say you'd be visiting?
Khumo: Suko? Oh, God! Is this you?
He pushed back his chair and hugged Sukoluhle, who clung on him for quite long. Nkele's
eyes roamed around, and there he was, collecting their order. As soon as he turned, his eyes
met Nkele's. Nkele unintentionally stood up from her chair, swallowing nothingness.
Khumo: Baby, are you okay?
Nkele: Huh? Oh, yes.
Khumo: Meet Sukoluhle. She's a family friend of Smangaliso, the guy you met the day before
yesterday.
Nkele: Oh, hi.
She glanced at Philani, who hadn't moved his eyes from her. Philani was now standing next
to them, carrying a paper bag in his hand.
Philani: K-man.
Khumo: Bra wami. I last saw you that night!
Philani: Yeah, hey.
Khumo: I don't quite remember what went down, but I had fun, hey.
Philani: It's good that you don't remember.
They share a laughter together, sharing a bro hug. Nkele slowly sat down, unable to fight the
feelings she was facing.
After a little catch-up, Philani and Sukoluhle excuse themselves and walk off. Khumo sat
back down, still smiling.
Khumo: So, when are you going home? I mean, what time?
Nkele: Around 5 pm.
Khumo: Okay, I'll escort you to the airport.
Nkele: Okay.
She takes a look back and releases a sigh. He looked good in his gray sweatpants and black
hoodie with that winter hat!
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Philani: Nkele.
She had to come and bid her goodbyes. She couldn't fight the urge to come here and see him
before leaving. She might not ever return.
Nkele: Can I come in?
Philani: No, what do you want?
Nkele: Philani, please. It's cold out here.
Philani stood aside, letting her inside. The warmth inside the house warmed her little cold
body. She rubbed her hands together and turned to Philani, who was looking at her, with his
hands in his pockets.
Nkele: Hi.
Philani quietly stared at her, waiting for her to say whatever brought her to his place.
Nkele: I wanted to say goodbye before leaving.
Philani: Did you owe me one?
Nkele: No, I felt like I should because it might be my last time coming here.
Philani: Good for you. Are you done?
Nkele: Why are you so rude?
Philani: You disturbed me, Nkeletseng. I'm busy marking the scripts.
Nkele stepped closer to him and looked up at him.
Nkele: Can I get a hug?
She didn't wait for his response but circled her hands around Philani's neck. Philani couldn't
resist the urge to hug her back. He wrapped his arms around Nkele's waist, unable to hold
himself. He let his hands travel down to her arse. Nkele breathed out in his ear down to his
neck.
Philani pulled back, feeling his dic misbehaving and already getting hard. They shared a
tight contact before attacking each other with a hurried kiss.
Nkele pulled out, trying to catch her breath. Philani glared at her with reddish eyes.
Nkele: I think I'm falling for you.
Philani: You think?
He asked in a husky, low voice. Nkele nodded and kissed him again. Philani scooped her up,
walking to the lounge. He gently placed her on the couch, already taking off her clothes.
Philani: Don't think, Kele, be sure.
Nkele: I'm sure...
She whispered and gasped as her coochie slowly accommodated Philani's dic inside,
clenching on it.
Philani: Oh, fvck!
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He woke up too late and decided to take a cold shower before anything. The female
fragrance in his house couldn't give him a rest. He kept praying that he didn't do anything
stupid yesterday that could ruin what he has with Rori.
He made the bed and opened the curtains just after wearing warm clothes. He sat on the
edge of the bed, holding his painful head while scrolling through his phone. Before calling
Rorisang, he came across a call log. Rorisang called him yesterday, and it shows that they
talked for a minute and a few minutes. They never talk within that little time. He also
missed many calls from her, God, she must've been worried.
He shakes off the thoughts and calls her. Rori answers in a sleepy voice. It's past 3 p.m., so
she was probably taking an afternoon nap.
Rorisang: Hello?
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
Rorisang: Hi.
She sounds a little different. She doesn't answer his calls like that. Did he say something
offensive yesterday during their call? If he did, she wouldn't have been calling him like crazy
today.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry for not answering your calls and being offline for so long.
Rorisang: I understand. You were busy.
Nhlakanipho: I wasn't busy. I was sleeping, ngiyaxolisa. I got drunk a little too much
yesterday.
Rorisang: Oh...
Nhlakanipho: I can make it up to you.
Rorisang: No, it's fine. I was expecting you to explain why your phone was answered by a
woman telling me to leave you alone.
Nhlakanipho: What?
Rorisang: Don't act surprised because you posted her on your WhatsApp status. You're
saying you were sleeping, but you were online in the morning and even posted. What am I,
Nhlakanipho, your fool?
Nhla swallows, putting her on a loud speaker and swipes to his WhatsApp status. Dammit,
Inganathi mahn!
Rorisang: Nhlakanipho, I'm talking to you, or you forgot to hide me? Or was this your plan to
break my heart?
Rorisang has never called him with his full name, and it makes him even more nervous to
hear her call him like that— with a firm voice.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, listen, it's not like that at all.
Rorisang: How do you explain that?
Nhlakanipho's grip on his phone a little tighter, staring at the photo and wondering how
he's going to explain this.
Rorisang: You have no explanation? I think you should focus on her then.
Nhlakanipho: What is that supposed to mean? I don't know how that woman got to my
phone and took that picture, Nana. I was mighty drunk, I was really wasted, so she must've
used that to her advantage.
Rorisang: Wow, what a valid explanation.
Nhlakanipho: I don't know how to explain this in a better way without lying, I just... Nana?
Rorisang?
He cursed, trying to call her again, but it didn't go through. He tried again and again to no
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NHLAKANIPHO
He had to call his brother because that's the person he was getting drunk with. Philani says
he went home tipsy, not drunk as he thinks. Now that he recalls it, he got to his place and
had a glass of strong whiskey.
How did Inganathi have access to his place? It's obvious that his father has a hand in this
again. He helped her get inside and might have helped her drug Nhla. There are cameras
outside only, not inside, so he at least has proof that Inga went inside before him. The
question is, will Rorisang believe only that? Dammit!
He parked his car on the driveway at Philani's place. He has no other choice but to try and
call Rorisang using Philani's phone.
As soon as he walked in, the sweet aroma filled the air that made his stomach grumble in
hunger. Great, Nkele is here, and she's the one who's busy cooking, wearing Philani's
hoodie.
Nkele: You scared me!
Nhlakanipho: Sorry, I didn't know you were here.
Nkele: But you should've knocked.
Nhlakanipho: I don't usually knock. That's not my style.
He could see Nkele was getting uncomfortable since she was only wearing a hoodie that
covered half of her thighs.
Nkele: Philani is in the lounge, marking.
Nhlakanipho: Can I please use your phone?
Nkele: Excuse me?
Nhlakanipho: I need to talk to Rori. She's mad at me, so she blocked my number.
Nkele: What did you do?
Nhlakanipho: Nkele, I don't have time to explain.
Nkele took out her phone out of the hoodie pocket and dialed Rorisang's number. It rang
twice before her tired voice echoed from the side of the phone.
Rorisang: Nkele?
Nkele: Hi, uhm... I was just telling you that Philani and I are okay, so I'll be spending more
time here.
Rorisang: Okay, but have you informed your family?
Nkele: I did. They just don't know which friend I'm crashing at.
Rorisang: That's better. I broke up with Nhla.
Nhlakanipho frowned since she was on the loud speaker. When did they break up? He only
thought Rori was just being a mad girlfriend, not breaking up.
Nkele: You did? Why?
Rorisang: He's cheating on me. Kele, maybe I'm the problem here, or maybe I should wait
for my time to date. Maybe I'm still a child, like how people always consider me as one.
Nkele: Don't talk like that. Nhla loves you.
Rorisang: No, he doesn't. He's no different from Mkhuseli. He waited for me to leave, only to
have his best time with his woman— his agemate. (chuckles) What did I even think dating
an old man like him? I knew he wouldn't wait for me.
Nkele: Rori...
Nkele glanced at Nhlakanipho and shrugged, asking if he's going to talk to Rori or not.
Philani appeared from the lounge with furrowed eyebrows.
Rorisang: He has been offline since yesterday. I thought he would call because he knows
what time I'm sleeping. He didn't call. I waited for another hour, and he still didn't call until
I decided to call him. A woman answered his phone, telling me to leave him alone. In the
morning, he was online, Kele. I called him, but he didn't answer. He posted that woman with
heart emojis. And do you know what his explanation was? That he was mighty drunk. How
did that woman even get in his house? I'm a child, but not a fool.
Nhlakanipho snatched the phone from Nkele, turning off the loudspeaker. He walked out of
the kitchen, going to his car.
Rorisang: Nkele?
Nhlakanipho: It's me. Please don't hang up.
Rorisang: You're teaming with my friend now?
Nhlakanipho: No, I just needed to talk to you. Lalela Nana, it's not what you think. Please
give me a chance to explain.
Rorisang: (sighs) Ke mametse, Nhlakanipho. (I'm listening)
Nhlakanipho: Unblock me so I can call from my phone. Nkele's airtime is almost running
out.
Rorisang: I deleted your number.
Nhlakanipho: (raises brows) Were you already moving on from me? Yazin, it's fine, I'll send
my number through Nkele's WhatsApp.
Rorisang disconnected the call. Nhla walked back inside and asked Nkele to send his
number over. It's really unbelievable that Rorisang had not only blocked him but also
deleted his number. She was already moving on.
A profile picture appeared on Nhlakanipho's WhatsApp, showing that he's been unblocked.
He thanked Nkele and walked out to sit in his car.
Rorisang: I hope you won't be telling me lame excuses.
She says as soon as she answers her phone. Nhlakanipho heaves a sigh and clears his throat.
Nhlakanipho: No. I wasn't actually drunk, but I was drugged.
Rorisang: Nhlakanipho...
Nhlakanipho: No, honestly. I was drugged, Nana. The truth is, my ex-fiancèe is back.
Rorisang: Oh, wow.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't call her here. She was summoned by my father without talking to me. I
think my father knew you were going home, that's why he asked her to come. I kicked her
out, but it seemed like my father let her in later on when I went out with Lani. I promise, I
was drugged. I didn't even feel anything when I was sleeping.
That makes him even more scared because his enemies would've long done with him had it
not been Inganathi. Even if he got drunk, he never black-out.
Nhlakanipho: Please forgive me for being this careless.
Rorisang: Let's talk when I get back.
Nhlakanipho: When you get back? That's three weeks from now, Dollface.
Rorisang: I know.
Nhlakanipho: Are you breaking up with me?
Rorisang: We'll talk, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: No, tell me now if you're indeed breaking up with me. Don't wait for that long.
Rorisang: Will you accept if I break up with you?
He swallowed, clenching one of his hands on the steering wheel. He felt his heart breaking
because it sounded like Rorisang never cared. He took his time to explain himself and even
begged for apology. What more is left for him to do? They haven't had much fun in their
relationship.
Rorisang: Nhlakanipho?
Nhlakanipho: No, I won't accept.
Rorisang: Why wouldn't you? Your fiancée is back.
Nhlakanipho: Because we can't break up over nothing, Rorisang. What fiancée? I said ex-
fiancèe!
Rorisang: She has so much access to your life, and your father is approving her. What am I?
Do I have any chances with you? I'm just 16 years old.
He can't miss the breaking voice she's speaking with. She's hurt, and only if she was here.
He would've made her feel better. She'll feel worse there where she won't be able to talk to
anyone.
Nhlakanipho: You're turning 17 soon.
Rorisang: What does it change? Your family hates me.
Nhlakanipho: But I don't. Why do you have to stress yourself?
Rorisang: Because I love you, Nhlakanipho. I've never been into anyone like this before. I'm
so attracted to you that I'm even scared to lose you. What kind of love is this?
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INGANATHI
She has always wanted to be back. She has always wished to be with Nhlakanipho again, but
just didn't know how to. Khulekani came to her and begged her to come back to
Nhlakanipho's life. She didn't need to think twice.
She didn't mean to cheat on him. Thabiso was just too tempting, and she couldn't resist his
touch on her.
Inganathi tried to abort, but all the tricks she tried failed. Hence, she couldn't come back.
She's back now, and she came back with Nhlakanipho's child. He has to take care of both of
them. She sighs and lets out a smile at her baby girl, who is now 8 years old.
Inganathi: Zaza, who's your daddy?
Zanele: Nhlakanipho Khoza.
Inganathi: Who is this?
She shows Zanele a photo of Nhlakanipho. Zanele smiles, giggling softly.
Zanele: Daddy.
Inganathi: Yes, that's Daddy, okay? Your daddy. We'll be seeing Daddy soon. Remember
when you see him, beg him to marry Mama, okay?
Zanele: Yes. I want to live with both of you.
Inganathi: And that will happen only when you beg him to marry Mama, do you
understand?
Zanale nodded joyfully.

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CHAPTER 47
PHILANI
He doesn't know how to explain the feeling he has right now. He no longer cares about the
scripts that must be marked but only cares about the woman whose head is lying on his
chest and the coziness between them.
He knows Khumo would be broken if he finds out about this, but then again, he's a Khoza, he
doesn't give a shit, especially to people who don't share the same blood as him. Khumo was
introduced to him by Smanga, so he doesn't actually have to feel for him for having strong
feelings for his girlfriend.
Nkele can also feel that there's a connection between them. A connection they felt at the
first fvcking session they had. There's no way he's going to let her go, especially now that
she finally decided to face the truth and confessed her feelings towards him.
A phone ringing snaps him out of his lost thoughts. It's Nkele's phone, flashing Khumo's
name saved as "Babe."
Nkele: He won't stop calling.
Philani: Why aren't you answering?
Nkele: He said he'll drive me to the airport, but I'm no longer going.
Philani: Come on, Kele. Just tell him you've already left.
Nkele: What if he happens to bump into me in a few days that I'll be staying here?
Philani: He won't, I can promise you that.
He plants a soft kiss on her hair, allowing her to answer her phone. Nkele's heart is beating
out of her chest, and her hands are also shaking as she picks up, putting the phone on a
loudspeaker.
Khumo: Baby, I've been trying to call you. What's going on?
Nkele: Oh, nothing.
Khumo: Aren't you leaving anymore?
Nkele: Yes.
God! Philani holds a sigh that he wanted to let out. Nkele should've just said she had already
left because vele they're just going to keep themselves indoors. It's winter, and it's cold to
be outside.
Khumo: Oh, why?
For some reason, he sounds disappointed. Did he perhaps want her gone? If so, what's the
reason behind that?
Nkele: I still have some things to do. Don't worry though, you won't have to drive me to the
airport.
Khumo: Nkele, you have no relatives here, and Rorisang has left. What's left for you to do
here?
Nkele: Khumo, you don't know all of my relatives. I said I have some things to do, so please
don't interrogate me.
Khumo: Fine. I hear you, so when are we meeting again? Smangaliso has his apartment, so I
think we can spend a night or two there.
Nkele: Oh...
She looked up at Philani, shrugging. Philani clenched his jaws like he didn't just snatch
Nkele from the same person he didn't want to see her with. Philani shook his head in
disagreement.
Nkele: I... I can't. I'll be here for a day or two, and I'll be very swamped to do sleepovers.
Khumo: Oh, but I don't think we won't make it to lunch as well.
Nkele: Oh, no. We can do lunch.
Philani gently pushed her off him and walked off. He grabbed himself a glass of water and
gulped it down. It's cold to be drinking cold water like this, but to calm himself down, he
needs some.
He leans over the counter with his hands and heaves a sigh. Warm hands wrap his waist,
followed by a head on his back. Suddenly, his frustration fades.
Nkele: Are you mad at me?
Philani: No.
Nkele: Then why did you push me off you like that?
Philani turned to face her. He scooped her up, walking with her to back to the lounge, with
her legs around his waist.
Philani: When will you be meeting for that lunch of yours?
Nkele: We didn't confirm the date.
Philani: You can take my card and pay with it.
Nkele: He usually pays, don't worry.
They both settle on the couch, with a cover over them. Nkele is facing him, and she can read
his face that he's not pleased with this.
Nkele: Is that why you pushed me off like that?
Philani: Don't make it sound like I pushed you roughly. I just don't like sharing.
Nkele: Sharing is caring.
Philani: Not when it comes to you. I won't be sharing you, Nkele.
Nkele: Please give me time. I'll break things off with him. It's just that we've been happy
lately, and he hasn't cheated on me or anything like that. It will be hard to break up with
him.
Philani: You just don't want to hurt him, mhh?
Nkele: Yes. He's innocent in all of this. I was lustful over you, without knowing I'd fall for
you.
Philani: He'll be more hurt if he finds out about us, love. Don't take too long to break things
off with him.
Nkele nodded, getting closer to Philani and laying on his shoulder. Philani's grip around her
tightened, holding her closer.
Philani: Ngiyakthanda mami.
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INGANATHI
She had to do what she's doing right now. Kedibone, Nhlakanipho's mother, is looking at her
suspiciously while Khulekani is ecstatic to see his granddaughter.
Kedibone: So why now, huh?
Khulekani: Mkami, not now, please.
Kedibone: I need to know, Baba. After the whole 8 years, she decided to come out of the hole
she's been living in with a child she claims to be Nhlakanipho's?
Inganathi: I was afraid to come back.
Kedibone: Afraid of what? You disappeared on the day Nhlakanipho's was supposed to
marry you.
Inganathi: Yebo, Ma, and that has been the reason why I couldn't come back.
She has to win both of their trust. If she has won Nhla's father's trust, then there won't be
any difficulty. Kedibone is a very humble, kind woman, down to earth soul that wouldn't
dare kick them out.
Inganathi: Ngiyaxolisa Ma, kodwa, I'm still Nathi you've always been in love with.
Kedibone: Nipho doesn't want to see you.
Inganathi: He hasn't seen his child. Maybe that's why he's been acting like that. Once he sees
Zaza, he'll see that we need to rekindle our love for our baby's sake.
Kedibone: So you expect Nhlakanipho to leave the girl he's seeing right now to rekindle
your love?
Inganathi: Oh, he's seeing someone? I didn't know.
She faces down, swallowing. Has Kedibone approved that teenager? That girl doesn't even
know how to handle a man like Nhlakanipho Khoza.
Kedibone: He's seeing someone, I'm telling you then. What's your plan?
Khulekani: They'll be breaking apart soon, Inga mntanami, don't worry yourself too mucn.
Kedibone: Baba kaLuhle.
Khulekani: Rorisang is still young, mkami. You also know that. We need a woman who will
be doing wife's duties, not a school learner. I doubt she even has a dream.
Kedibone: But she makes your son happy.
Inganathi: But I can also do that, Ma. You don't have to worry about Nhlakanipho's
happiness, Zanele and I will be his happiness.
Kedibone: So, you think you're better, and he should leave someone he loves?
Dammit woman! Why is she being hard-headed now? This woman used to be a very soft
woman who agreed to everything Inga suggested. What has happened to that?
She was about to say something when the kitchen door opened. Nhla walked in, wearing his
sweatpants with a hoodie that also covered his head. His hands are deep in his pockets,
proving how cold it is outside. God! What made her cheat on this fine man?
Nhlakanipho: Did you call me here for this, Ma?
His deep voice echoed in the warm lounge, making Inganathi's cl!t vibrate. She pressed her
lips together, squeezing her thighs to reprimand her misbehaving cl!t.
Khulekani: Take off your hood.
Nhlakanipho: Ma, ngikhuluma nawe phela.
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho!
Nhlakanipho: Baba, I can see you're holding a child, so please, don't raise your voice at me.
Khulekani: You mean your child?
Nhlakanipho: Angizwanga?
Inganathi slowly raised up from the couch, fiddling with her fingers while trying to lock
eyes with Nhlakanipho, who didn't even spare her a single glance.
Inganathi: Yes, your father is right, Nipho. This is your child.
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He glanced at the child they claim it's his. He sees nothing but Rorisang's resemblance. She
resembles Rori a lot, and that means one thing— it's Thabiso's child, and Rorisang is her
aunt.
Nhlakanipho lets out a chuckle of disbelief. Is his father that stupid enough to believe
whatever Inganathi is saying, or is he just doing this to break his relationship with Rori.
Nhlakanipho: Is this some kind of a sick joke? It's June, so I wouldn't think it's April fool.
Inganathi: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Are you that desperate?
Inganathi: I still love you.
Nhlakanipho: (frowns) Haibo wena! Uyahlanya yini?
Khulekani: The crazy one here is you, Nhlakanipho.
He's really wasting his time here. It's too cold to be out here arguing and making people see
that he's being accused. It's just so funny how his father quickly forgot that this is the same
person who slept with Thabiso, the very same 8 years ago.
Nhlakanipho: Nothing is going to make me get back with her, Baba. The more you keep
trying to make my life miserable with hoəs like this one, the more I'll disappear.
Kedibone: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: No, Ma. I'm done trying to explain to your husband that I love Rorisang. He
can't accept that I'm happy with that teenager. All he cares about are the businesses that
will collapse once I resign.
Khulekani: You haven't even heard us out.
Nhlakanipho: Hear you out? Isn't it obvious that this child is not mine?
The more they're trying to convince him otherwise, the more he's getting frustrated. He
shouldn't have picked up his mother's call had he known she was calling him for this
nonsense. What on earth is this woman crying for?
Inganathi: (sobbing) Baba, ngicela ukuhamba, please. Nhlakanipho doesn't want us here.
Nhlakanipho: No, you can stay here with your crocodile tears and 8 years old little girl. As
for me, I'm leaving this place. Ma, you know where I live if you want to see me. I'll never set
my foot in this yard until your husband decides to grow up.
Khulekani: You're insulting me, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: I'm telling the truth. There are no insults here.
He glances at a little girl whose eyes are full of tears. He shakes his head, walking a few
steps to the exit door when little hand pulled his pants.
"Daddy."
She called out in a breaking voice. Nhla isn't someone who has a soft spot for kids, and hell,
he doesn't even care about them. He has a stone heart, that's why he just yanked off his leg.
Nhlakanipho: Tie your little dog to yourself because she would hate me for the rest of her
life.
Kedibone: Haibo, Nhla!
Nhlakanipho: She's not my child, Ma. I'm not even going to try to do DNA tests because I
would be wasting my precious time that I should be spending with Dollface.
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho Khoza.
Nhlakanipho: Baba, if you're so obsessed with this woman, why don't you make her your
second wife? Nxx.
He clicked his tongue and walked out, leaving Inganathi crying along with her child. As soon
as he got in his car, his hand went straight to his chest. He could feel his heartbeat, beating
out in frustrations.
Rorisang asked for space. She asked for them not to talk for a little while so she could think
about this whole thing. He understands that she hates cheating, considering what happened
with that Biyela boy. But he needs her now, if only he could hear her soft voice.
He scrolls through his phone, swiping to her pictures. He finds himself smiling, recalling
how she didn't want to take pictures when she felt like she didn't look good. The cute
pictures where she's hiding her face, and videos where she was blushing.
Nhla finds himself calling her, only for her to answer on the last ring.
Rorisang: Nhlakanipho.
She's still mad if she's still calling him like that, but it melts his heart to hear her voice.
Nhlakanipho: Have you taken enough time to think?
Rorisang: I asked for that an hour ago, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Kante udinga isikhathi esingakanani? I can't wait for any more time, Nana.
Rorisang: I said we'll talk when I get back.
Nhlakanipho: Your birthday is next week.
Rorisang: And so what?
Nhlakanipho: Nana, come on! I apologized, nje.
Rorisang: How do I know if she didn't kiss you? How do I know if there's something more
that happened? Nhlakanipho, I need time. Please respect that.
She said and disconnected the call. Nhla swallowed, his grip tightening on his phone. He
brings the engine to life and reverses out of his father's house.
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He doesn't understand Nkele's sudden change of mood. They didn't talk last night, and
yesterday's call didn't end so well. What could she be so busy with to even make time for
him? He's now wondering if he doesn't hit it good anymore, or she's indeed so busy as she
says.
Smangaliso: Boii, you good?
Khumo: Oh, yeah.
Smangaliso: You haven't been okay since yesterday, K. What's up?
Khumo: I just... I have a bad feeling about Kele.
Smangaliso: Do you want me to keep tabs on her?
That's how Smanga is. He just doesn't waste time. But Khumo shakes his head no.
Khumo: I don't want to be an insecure boyfriend. She has no reason to lie to me.
Smangaliso: This is Joburg, Khumo. Your girl is hot, yep, she's so hot and has a body that
makes men turn their heads.
Khumo: I trust her. We've been together for two years and a few months.
Smangaliso: That doesn't mean anything. She can be attracted to someone else, but if you
trust her, let me let you be.
Smanga walks away, leaving Khumo in deep thoughts. Khumo shakes his head. That can't
be, Nkele wouldn't break his heart like that.
He scrolls down his contacts and clicks on her name. For the first time in years, he's hesitant
to call her, but eventually does.
Nkele: Hey.
Another act that shows there's something up. That isn't how she answers his calls.
Nkele: Khumo?
Khumo: Hey, baby.
Nkele: Are you okay?
Khumo: Yeah... yeah, I'm okay. Are you?
Nkele: I'm good. Did you have something to say? I'm kinda busy.
Khumo: Oh, do I now have a reason to call my girlfriend?
Nkele: What? No, baby, no. I'm just a little busy.
Khumo: Will you be able to make time for me around lunchtime?
Nkele: Uhm... (clears throat) Sure.
That's hesitant. No matter what, one can feel when their partner changes towards them.
Khumo: I'll pick you up, then.
Nkele: No! Just tell me where to meet you, I'll come there.
Khumo: Nkeletseng, what's going on?
Nkele: What do you mean, Khumo?
Khumo: Wa njolela? (Are you cheating on me?)
Nkele: I can't believe you just asked me that.
Khumo: What do you want me to think when you're acting like this? I didn't get a night text
or a morning text.
Nkele: Did you die, though, if I didn't send them?
Khumo: No, you also sound jumpy and hesitant over the phone.
He could hear her heave a sigh. Khumo swallowed, feeling his heart break.
Khumo: What's going on, Kele?
Nkele: Nothing's going on, Khumo. I'm just busy, that's all.
Khumo: Let's meet at the restaurant we bumped into the other day.
Nkele: Okay.
And the call was cut, no 'I love you' nothing?
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RORISANG
No one likes to wake up in this coldness. Such weather wants you deep inside the sheets
with snacks and the best Netflix series playing. I have my phone with me and catching up on
the Kdrama I've been missing on, "Study Group."
I'm a baby when I'm here. My uncle wouldn't disturb me from being deep in my covers, but
instead, he would ask if there is something that I need. Like now, I have snacks with me, and
I'm enjoying my Kdrama.
What I didn't need was a call from this cheater. Nhlakanipho will never understand, will he?
Maybe if I dump his arse, he'll finally get that I want nothing to do with him for now. I
decline his call because Kdrama comes before him and his useless self.
He calls again, God! Will I ever get my break?
Me: Nhlakanipho Khoza.
Nhlakanipho: Dollface wami.
Me: Keng kante? (What is it?)
Nhlakanipho: Please come out.
Me: What?
Nhlakanipho: I need to see you, Nana.
Is this man crazy? He must still be dreaming. No, it's way past 2 p.m. and he doesn't usually
take afternoon naps.
I couldn't get out of bed until now. I'm standing by the window, and there he is, parked. A
little far from home. How did he even get here? He has a car, Rori, so he must've driven all
the way here. I don't know that car though, well, you'll never know with Nhlakanipho.
Me: Leave, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: Haibo, ngiyakukhumbula mina, Nana. Woza phela. (I miss you, Nana. Come)
Me: Nhla, are you crazy?
Nhlakanipho: Uyangihlanyisa phela. (You drive me crazy)
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 49
RORISANG
I can't believe I just got out of the house in this coldness. I don't love myself, and I realized
Nhla doesn't love me because tell me, why is he taking me out of the house in this cold? My
hands are shivering and cold already for just the distance I walked from home.
Nhlakanipho: I missed you.
He's hugging me like we've never seen each other for years, whereas I just left two days ago.
I melted in his arms, hugging him back. He feels so warm, and even the car heater is on.
Me: I missed you too.
I admit. He lets go of me and holds my cold hands into his. He plants kisses again and again.
Nhlakanipho: They're so cold.
Me: Akere you called me out here in this cold.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyaxolisa. Let me warm them up.
How when his own hands are still cold? Oh, with kisses. He keeps kissing them, and weirdly,
I feel them getting warmer with each kiss.
Me: I'm fine, now. What did you call me for?
Nhlakanipho: I wanted to see you.
Me: We're on a break.
Nhlakanipho: You're on a break, I'm not.
Me: Nhla! How did you even get here?
Nhlakanipho: I drove.
He indeed drove. This man has time to waste. Hours on the road, just to see me? Isn't he
crazy? Oh, yes, he admitted that he's crazy and I'm the reason behind that.
Nhlakanipho: I'll be staying here with you until the reopening of schools.
Me: What? Where will you be staying?
Nhlakanipho: Can't I crash in your bedroom?
Me: You must be out of your mind. This is Durban, Nhla, not Joburg. My uncle has eyes
everywhere. I wouldn't be surprised if he already knows that I'm in this car.
Nhlakanipho: If he had no eyes everywhere, would you let me crash?
Me: Don't you have anywhere to go?
Nhlakanipho: No.
Me: Then you shouldn't have come.
Nhlakanipho: You're so mean.
He pulls me to sit on top of him with my legs on either side of him. Oh, he came with a
fleece? Yep. I'm covered with it for warmth.
Nhlakanipho: So, how is my Dollface doing?
Me: She's still hurt.
Nhlakanipho: When will she see that her Nhla is being honest?
Me: Didn't he kiss that woman?
Nhlakanipho: No, even if she kissed him, but Nhla didn't.
Me: I trust him, but not his words.
He planted a soft kiss on my hair. Mara, how would I not forgive this man? I now realize that
I missed him more than I thought.
Nhlakanipho: I'll prove it to you that I'm innocent.
Me: How?
Nhlakanipho: With my actions.
Me: Okay. How have you been?
He heaves a heavy sigh, tightening his grip around my waist and kissing my hair again.
Nhlakanipho: I'm okay now that you're in my arms.
Me: That means you haven't been okay.
Nhlakanipho: Yes. I've been drained these past few days since you left. I feel like
disappearing without a trace and start my life anew.
Me: What about me?
I sit up straight. How can he easily say that to me? Do I even mean something to him if he
can say such to me?
Nhlakanipho: We'll never be happy together, Nana.
Me: Are you leaving me?
Nhlakanipho: I can never do that. I'll never do that to you, Dollface. I just wish I could
disappear with you, but it's impossible.
Me: So you'll disappear alone?
Nhlakanipho: No, I'll fight for our love. I also need you to fight, Nana, because I wouldn't do
that alone.
He cupped my face, looking deep in my eyes with teary eyes. I swallowed a lump that
voluntarily formed on my throat.
Nhlakanipho: I never thought it could be a big deal to be yours. People are against our
relationship. It's not only my father, but your brother as well. Can you please not give up?
Me: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Please, Nana. Let's fight together. I can fight for both of us, but I won't win if
I'm alone. I need you in this as well.
Me: What if we lose?
I ask in a trembling voice, with my eyes filling with tears. I know I blocked him last time, but
I wasn't okay. How will I be if we lose each other?
Nhlakanipho: Love conquers all.
Me: I love you, Nhla. I can't lose you.
I wrapped my hands around his waist, resting my head against his chest. His grip around me
tightened.
Nhlakanipho: You won't lose me as long as we fight for our love.
Me: I'm with you. I won't let them get between us.
He pushes me off him gently and brushes his thumbs under my eyes. I give him a puppy
look. He looks at me with a side smile that doesn't reach his eyes. His eyes were full of tears
and love. I bring his face closer and kiss him. He shut his eyes, shedding a tear. I cup his
cheek, wiping it off as we deepen the kiss.
Oh my God, I missed this lips!
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INGANATHI
Nhlakanipho can say whatever, but she's staying here. The father has even arranged a place
for her and Zanele to stay, nope, not an apartment, but a house for them to stay at.
Obviously, the mother wasn't so pleased, but when the head of the house says, the word
goes.
Zanele: Mama, Daddy doesn't like me.
Inganathi: No, baby. He was just in a hurry, Zaza.
Zanele: He didn't even greet me.
Inganathi: Listen, remember we never saw Daddy?
Zanele nods, sucking on her thumb.
Inganathi: And daddy never saw us, right? So he's still a little shocked, okay? He will come
around. This is our house. Daddy's, mine and yours.
Zanele: Will he come here?
Inganathi: Yes. Look at that photo.
She points out at the photo frame that's hung up on the wall. Nhlakanipho's photo. Yes,
they're at Nhla's house, already moving in.
He comes across the photo frame of Rorisang that is placed on the stand in the lounge. She
takes it? Her heart skipped a beat. Who is this? She looks so much like...
Zanele: Is that his photo as well, Mama?
Inganathi: No, no baby. It's a photo of someone who's trying to get between mommy and
daddy.
She says the last sentence mumbling, with grinted teeth.
Inganathi: But she wouldn't succeed. I'm Inganathi.
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NKELETSENG
Khumo is already suspecting her of cheating. Of course, she's guilty, but she needs time to
end things with him. Philani has just been so good to her that made her forget totally about
Khumo, and she feels bad for that.
Nkele: I'm so sorry, Khumo. I just got held up.
Khumo: 30 minutes late, Nkele? What were you so busy with?
Quickie? But obviously, she wouldn't say that. She has to think a good lie quickly.
Nkele: Traffic.
Khumo: Oh... at this time?
Nkele: Are we going to argue about that now? I said I'm sorry, Khumo.
Khumo: It's fine. I have already had two drinks, so you can order yours. As for food, I
already ordered.
Nkele: Oh, you should've ordered for me. You know my favorite drink.
Khumo: Well, I wouldn't know if it has changed because you have suddenly changed.
Nkele's eyes dropped on the menu. She grabbed it and roamed her eyes on it, trying to avoid
Khumo's piercing eyes on her. She cleared her throat, faking her smile.
Nkele: What will you have?
Khumo: I just said I ordered, Kele.
Nkele: Oh, yeah... uhm... I'll have... I'll have steak.
Khumo: You can tell that to the waiter. What I need you to tell me is what the hell is going
on with you.
Nkele: Babe, come on. Nothing is going on. I'm just stressed out with what I've currently
been busy with.
Khumo: Will you mind telling me what's that you've been busy with?
The waiter came with what Khumo ordered. Surprisingly, he ordered for her as well. Nkele
put up her drink order.
Nkele: You knew what I wanted?
Khumo: You're my girlfriend, aren't you?
Nkele: But why wouldn't you order a drink for me?
Khumo: Food takes time, and you were also taking your precious time, so I figured ordering
food when you only got here and waiting for another minute again would be a waste.
Nkele: Oh, right...
She takes her fork and knife and starts eating in silence, and so is Khumo. The waiter
brought her drink within a few minutes.
Khumo: Let's finish up here and head to Smangaliso's place. I miss you.
Nkele choked on her drink, widening her eyes at Khumo, whose brows formed a frown.
Khumo: Is there anything wrong with what I said?
Nkele: Uhm... no... no...
Philani had her for almost the whole night, and they even had a quickie before driving her
here. God! She can deal with her burning coochie later. How is she going to explain why her
coochie is different? It sure is different. Their sizes aren't the same. God, be with her.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 50 (UNEDITED)
RORISANG
Time really does fly. It flies like a mosquito you try to trap in your hands. It's the 28th of
June, the day my mother screamed her lungs out, pushing me out before taking her last
breath a few minutes after. Do I smile and celebrate my birthday or cry for my mother's
death?
"Happy birthday to you,"
My uncle's terrible voice snaps me out of my thoughts. He's singing, holding my birthday
cake with my brother behind him, holding gift paper bags. They keep singing as I sit
straight, smiling like an idiot. I blew the candles on the cake just after making a wish.
Thabiso: Happy 17th birthday, you nutcase!
Me: I'm a big girl now.
Pule: Big girls focus on school, not boys.
Me: I don't like school nor boys.
I like men. Men like Nhla. He called me at 00:00, wishing me a happy birthday. I don't know
why he did that because I was still in my mother's womb at that time. My father told me that
I was born at 8 in the morning, but either way, I found my man cute.
Thabiso: Being 17 doesn't mean you should go and open your legs for boys.
Me: Wa qala akere Thabiso. (You're starting)
Thabiso: Keng? Akere you were already driven crazy by that Khoza man.
Pule: But she left him alone.
Driven crazy? He still drives me crazy. I also like the fact that he calls him a man. Wait, did
Uncle just say I left him alone? I can never leave that Khoza man alone.
Thabiso: Did she?
Me: Don't be a bore on my birthday, please, Thabiso.
Pule: Baby, I didn't hear you saying anything about the party.
Me: I don't want any party this year, uncle.
I threw a massive sweet sixteen party last year. I don't see the need to throw one this year. I
think I'll need a party again once I reach the 21st birthday.
Pule: Okay, get out of bed and freshen up and come downstairs.
Me: It's so cold, but since it's my birthday! I need to get out of here and enjoy.
Pule: You're so grown. Please grow up to a woman I'll be proud of in the next coming years.
Me: I'll make you proud, uncle. I'll be the most well-known designer. A designer for
celebrities, I promise!
Thabiso: You need to study for that.
Me: You'll forerver be a party pooper.
Pule: He's right, Rori. You need to study. No celebrity would trust someone who isn't
ambitious. Someone who completed matric with lower marks.
This is my birthday, and I should be happy. These people know how much I hate school, but
they go on ruining my birthday by giving me boring lectures. My man found me a tutor, and
I'm doing well.
Me: Just know I'll make you proud, uncle.
Pule: You better keep your promise. You'll cut this downstairs, right?
Me: Yes.
He kissed my hair and stepped out of the room with the cake. My brother smiled, proudly
taking out a muffin from the hand that he had hidden behind his back.
Thabiso: Have a taste of the sweet Seventeen.
I smiled, taking a bite from the muffin. He raised his brows in amusement. No one is sad, but
my heart is a bit heavy. It's always like this, but today is worse. His amusement faded. I
don't know what he wanted to say, but I think my sudden change of expression made him
pause on that.
Thabiso: What's wrong?
Me: (whispers in a shaky voice) It's Mama's death anniversary, Thabiso.
Thabiso: I know, we know that, Rori.
Me: But why is everyone happy?
Thabiso: Because it's also your birthday. Mama must be happy as well, seeing the girl you've
grown to be.
Me: Please take me to her grave.
Thabiso: Baby, we can do that any other time. Today is your day.
Me: And I want to go to her.
He let out a sigh. He probably didn't expect this because I really never cared. I can say I was
ignoring it, but I can't anymore.
Me: I just want to visit her.
Thabiso: It's fine, Rori. I'll let Uncle know so you can head to her before going on with
today's plans.
Me: Okay.
The mood has dropped. I didn't want it to be like this, but I honestly want to visit her today.
Maybe my heart will be at ease.
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THABISO
That's not what he expected. Rori has always been so careless about their mother's death.
He is coming from her grave, himself, and Uncle Pule. They went there way before Rori
could wake up. Since she last went there when she was young, and kept making excuses
when they had to all go, they both thought she wasn't interested. Hence, they didn't include
her.
Pule: Are you serious?
Thabiso: I'm also shocked.
Pule: Is she ready to go there? She cried painfully last time we went there with her.
Thabiso: She wants to go, uncle.
Pule: It's fine, we'll escort her there.
They had already prepared a feast for her but decided to dig in when they came back from
the cemetery.
Thabiso walks Rori to their mother's grave. He glanced at her grave from afar, feeling his
eyes burning.
Thabiso: I'll wait here.
Rorisang: No, come with me.
They both walked over, with Thabiso's hand around Rorisang's neck. He pat her back
gently, allowing her to take two steps ahead, staying behind.
Rorisang: Is it her?
Thabiso: Rori...
Rorisang: I'm just making sure.
Thabiso: Those are her names, though.
Rori let out a soft sigh, squatting next to her grave. Thabiso watched her as she ran her
hands on it.
Rorisang: Mama...
Thabiso swallowed hard, hearing her breaking voice.
Rorisang: It's me, Rorisang. (chuckles) You must've forgotten me because I took a long time
to come here. But I'm still alive and kicking.
She sniffed, smiling smiling through tears.
Rorisang: I'm sorry that you're lying here because of me.
Thabiso: Rorisang...
Rorisang: If you were not carrying me in your womb, you would still be alive, and Thabiso
would still have a mother.
Thabiso: Rori, don't do this again, please.
Rorisang: But I don't have a mother as well, and it's my fault. I woke up missing you. I don't
know why and how, but I feel like getting a hug from you and hearing you wishing me a
happy birthday would make me feel better.
Thabiso looked away, pressing his hand against his teary eyes.
Rorisang: I miss you. I want to have a mother, Mama. I don't know how it feels to have a
mother, not even the hug. What do I do when I miss you like this?
She breaks into a sob. She covers her face with both of her hands.
Rorisang: How do I wake you up, Mama? I'm sorry.
Thabiso: (whispers) Rori...
Rorisang: I'm sorry, Mama. Please... please at least visit me in my dreams. You never did
that, and I blame myself too for that. I'm sorry, Mama... I'm sorry...
Thabiso pulled her into his arms, holding her closer to his chest as she sobbed painfully. He
blinked away his tears, brushing her back gently.
Thabiso: It's not your fault, Rori. It's not your fault. It was her time.
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NARRATED
Philani is refusing to let go of Nkele. He's holding her closer, kissing her all over her neck,
down to her boobs.
Nkele: Phila, I have to go.
She's giggling like a 5 years old that is being tickled. Philani can't also hold himself back.
Nkele: It's Rori's birthday. I've been here for days.
Philani: I don't want you to go.
Nkele: I'll be back..
Philani: Not unless your little boyfriend tells you otherwise.
Nkele: Don't say that. I'll be back. A re tsamaye, please. (Let's go)
Philani: I don't know when you will finally break up with him.
A knock disturbs their little chat. They both look at each other. They didn't expect any
visitors because they're on their way to the airport.
Nkele uses the opportunity to get out of Philani's wrap and walks to check on the door. Her
heart drops immediately as soon as their eyes meet.
She takes a step back, swallowing.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 51
NKELETSENG
Khumo is as confused, and no perfect lie is coming in Nkele's mind right now. Philani is so
chilled, God! He's staring at both of them, instead of coming up with something.
Khumo: I asked you a question, Nkeletseng.
Philani: She came to collect a gift from me for Rorisang.
Khumo: A gift?
Philani: That's what I said.
He can't even hide his annoyance. Nkele swallows, looking up at Khumo. He looks angry
rather than hurt. She stepped back, standing in front of Philani with her head against his
chest. Khumo squinted his eyes with a frown.
Khumo: Kele?
Nkele: I've been here the whole time.
She confesses and swallows hard. Her eyes fill with tears. She hates doing this, especially to
someone who has been nothing but the best boyfriend to her. For the past few days, she has
been the happiest girl on earth. She has never felt like that in years.
Khumo: Kele, wh-what do you mean? What do you mean you have been here the whole
time?
Nkele: I've been here, Khumo. I've been with Philani for these past few days.
And she is content with Philani. She realized that maybe Khumo was being the best
boyfriend, but definitely not for her. Philani may not be the one, too, but he made her feel
what she had never felt. Besides the dic, he's the best at making her feel like she's in the
world where she and only Philani exist.
Khumo: You mean to tell me when you said you were busy, you meant busy with him.
Nkele: I'm sorry, K.
Khumo: Nkele...
Nkele: I'm in love with him.
Khumo: How... how...
Nkele: He makes me happy, I'm sorry.
She said in a whisper, shedding a tear that she quickly wiped, but the other followed.
Khumo stepped back, wetting his lower lip and biting it.
Khumo: I never did?
Nkele: You made me happy, but he made my heart even happier.
Khumo: Wow... (chuckles in disbelief)
Nkele: I realized that I love you, but I'm in love with him. I'm sorry...
Khumo: When did you realize that?
Nkele: That doesn't matter.
Khumo: Probably when you started fvcking. Why would you do this to me?
Nkele: I'm sorry...
Khumo looked at Philani with disappointment and a hurtful look. Philani held Nkele's hand
and squeezed it. Khumo glanced at them with teary eyes and chuckled before walking out.
Nkele attempted to run after him, but Philani's hand held her back. She looked up at him
and threw herself on his chest. Philani's hands held her tightly.
Nkele: I hurt him, Philani.
Philani: He's a grown adult, a guy. He'll be fine.
Nkele: He's so hurt.
Philani: Aren't you? Aren't you also hurt? There's no such thing as a nice breakup. Don't
worry, I'll fix your broken heart, and he'll find someone else who will fix his broken heart.
Don't cry like this, Mama, please.
He picked her up, gently placing her on the counter. Nkele kept her legs around him, now
silently sobbing. Philani pulled her face a few inches closer to his. His thumbs went under
her eyes, over to her cheeks, wiping off her tears.
Philani: You're so ugly when you cry.
Nkele: (chuckles) Mxm...
Philani: Don't ever cry in public. I promise, I'd deny you once you would cry in public.
Nkele: Stop it!
They both laugh softly. Nkele bites her lower lip, sighing faintly. Philani kissed her forehead
and pulled her for a kiss.
Philani: I love you, okay? You won't regret being with me, I promise.
Nkele: You make me happy, I love you too.
Philani: You make me happy, too. That's why I don't want you to leave.
Nkele: No, I'm leaving! I need to surprise Rori.
Philani ran his hands, kissing her all over. Nkele stopped him.
Nkele: Robot is red, sorry Baba!
Philani: Fvck no!
Nkele: Fvck yes. Now, let's go before I miss my flight.
Philani: I can take you home.
Nkele: I know, but no.
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RORISANG
I feel relieved, and I'm fortunately back to my old self again. I guess I needed to take that
out. I ate breakfast with my uncle and brother. After eating breakfast, they took me out for
golfing, and we also went for horse rides. They wanted us to visit other places, but Nkele
begged them to let me go.
Nkele: Look at the baby girl already glowing.
Me: Glowing? Argh, I guess 17 looks good on me.
Nkele: Haaaww, waze wakhula.
Me: Haaaww, waze wa khuluma IsiZulu after staying in Joburg with a Zulu man for just a
few days.
Nkele: I guess I'm a fast leaner, unlike someone I know.
Me: Sheem, am I a slow learner? Nope, I'm just a learner who hates school.
We shared a hug, laughing, and found ourselves a table to sit at. It already has nicely cooked
food with drinks. Oh God, she bought a wine!
Nkele: It is 0% alcohol.
Me: I hope so.
Oh, my! Nkele didn't have to go out all in this. No, she had to! I'm a foodie, and I love what
I'm seeing.
Nkele: Happy birthday, my favorite nutcase!
Me: Awwwwn, friend...
She took out a birthday present, handing it over. I just stole a glance. It's wrapped. I smile,
putting it away. I'll take a look once I'm done with the day.
Me: Thank you.
Nkele: You deserve it! So, what did Mr Greedy get you?
Me: I'm not sure yet. Don't call him that. He's not greedy. He might lose Bentley too, so
rather call him Nhla kaRori.
Nkele: I don't have that energy. I'll call him Nhla.
Me: Better. As for getting something from him, I think only his lips would do. I'm not
expecting anything, for real. He's about to lose almost everything, so I don't want him to
waste any more money. He should save up.
Nkele: Look at you being a professional girlfriend.
I smiled, taking a bite from the meat. I went on telling her about my trip to my mother and
how I felt after that. She's actually happy for me.
Nkele: I'm glad you managed to go after so many years.
Me: I had to. My heart was heavy and loosened up after the trip.
Someone walked over with a bouquet of flowers and a gift box. "Rorisang Gela?" He asks,
looking at both of us.
Nkele: Mhh... who is it from?
I read the card from the flowers just after signing, "Happy birthday, Dollface yami. I hope
your day is as beautiful as you. "
Nkele: That can only be Nhlakanipho Khoza.
Me: Who else would it be? Nhla can be a bothersome. He shouldn't do this. He's about to
lose a lot here.
Nkele: Don't be a bore, and enjoy the gifts!
I put the box away, reading the card that was pressed on the box.
"Wear this later on. We're going somewhere."
He's not even asking me, but why are my lips curving into a smile?
Nkele: What is it?
Me: It's Nhla.
Nkele: Oh God! You're so within.
"Fvck, I can't wait to see you in this dress."
I read the second line, blushing.
Nkele: Have you forgotten that he has to save?
Me: He can save, but spend all his savings on me.
I can't wait to see him.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 52
KHUMO
He's beyond hurt. The person he only thought he had a future with had seen a future with
someone else. He could still see the pain in her eyes when she spat those hurtful words. She
was so sure, yet so hurt. Look at him now. He's being worried over someone who literally
broke his heart.
"K! Hey..."
He doesn't need any company, not now. He chose this private restaurant that has a mini bar
for a reason. Sukoluhle seems to be everywhere he is.
Sukoluhle: Hi, are you okay?
Khumo: No, I need to be alone.
Sukoluhle: Oh, uhm... I'm sorry, but do you mind sharing?
Khumo: Didn't I just say I want to be alone?
Sukoluhle: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you.
Khumo heaves a sigh and holds her arm back, jumping off the high stool. Suko looked up at
him, swallowing.
Khumo: I'm sorry, I'm just... going through something.
Sukoluhle: It's okay, I understand.
Khumo: Are you grabbing late lunch? I can join you.
Sukoluhle: You don't have to.
Khumo: I need a distraction anyway.
They both walked to the table where some girl was sitting. Khumo frowned at Sukoluhle. He
only thought they'll be having their lunch together, only two of them. He holds the glass of
whisky properly in his hand.
Sukoluhle: This is my friend, Nosipho.
Nosipho: Hi.
Khumo: Sure...
He takes a glance at Sukoluhle sitting down. He doesn't. Suko smiles, looking up at him with
a slight frown.
Sukoluhle: Aren't you going to eat?
Khumo: I thought you were alone.
Nosipho: It's fine, I can leave.
Sukoluhle: No, Nosi. You've been inside for too long. We haven't gone out in a while.
Nosipho: But he wants to eat with you alone.
Khumo: It's fine. I guess we'll do that next time, Suko.
He grabs a seat and gently throws himself on. Nosipho starts to get nervous now, and her
hands are trembling to prove how nervous she is.
Khumo: Are you okay?
Nosipho: (shifts to him) Yes.
Khumo: I don't bite. Stop being this nervous.
Sukoluhle: Let her be, K. She'll be fine.
Khumo: She's going to make me uncomfortable.
Sukoluhle: Khumo...
Nosipho: I made you uncomfortable before you could even hear my voice.
That's true. Nosi shifts her attention to Sukoluhle.
Nosipho: This is why I wanted to leave. We can still do this next time.
Sukoluhle: Let me call a cab for you.
Nosipho: Don't. I'll be fine.
Sukoluhle: Nosi...
Nosipho shoots up from her chair and walks away. Khumo is unbothered. He doesn't even
know her to be bothered.
Sukoluhle: You were rude.
Khumo: Maybe because girls are selfish.
Sukoluhle: Hawu?
Khumo: (chuckles) She dumped me.
Sukoluhle: Huh?
He drowned the whisky that was left in his glass. He raises up his hand, ordering another
glass, he corrects himself, and orders a whole bottle.
Sukoluhle: Khumo, you don't have to drink like this.
Khumo: Why? She broke my heart.
Sukoluhle: And drinking is going to mend it?
Khumo: Yes.
Sukoluhle: Khumo, no. You're just going to keep thinking about it, and it will break you even
more.
Khumo: She wasn't in love with me. I don't make her happy.
He doesn't know when he got drunk, but he is, and he is getting emotional. He doesn't want
to cry in front of Sukoluhle or any of the customers in the restaurant, but Nkeletseng broke
him.
Sukoluhle: At least she told you instead of...
Khumo: And your brother makes her happy.
Sukoluhle: What?
Khumo: Yes.
Sukoluhle: Nkele? Rorisang's best friend?
Khumo nods and pours himself a glass. Sukoluhle smiled, a thought crossing her mind. So
Nkele is busy with Nhla while Rori is gone? This is interesting.
Sukoluhle: So she says she's in love with my brother?
Khumo: Unfortunately, yes.
Interesting.
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RORISANG
I had my lunch with my bestie. Went shopping and even went for a little long, peaceful ride.
I haven't seen what they all bought me. I'm just excited about the date I have with Nhla. I
can't help but look forward to it. It feels like the best thing to happen in my life.
Thabiso: Hell no!
Yep! I look so insanely hot in this dress. Black? My color! A dress with a slit? Perfect. Oh yes,
it covers my small curves so well, showing off the skin tone of my thigh. I turn around,
failing to hide my excitement.
Me: How do I look?
My uncle is in awe. I can understand, I look hotter than I imagined. Nhla is such a turn-on.
Thabiso: You're not going out wearing that, Rori.
Me: Why? Are you afraid they might marry me sooner than later?
Thabiso: You look...
Me: Hot, I know.
Thabiso: No, you look worse than that.
Me: What?
Pule: Where are you and Kele going, Rori?
Yes, they don't know I'm going to my man. Nkele had to back me up and say we'll be
together, spending this night together and doing girls' things.
Me: The hotel.
That's where Nhla said his driver will be taking me.
Thabiso: Which one? I'm dropping you off.
Me: No, she sent someone to pick me up. I think it's surprise because she didn't even tell me
which restaurant we'll be celebrating at.
Thabiso: Ask her.
Pule: No, Thabiso. It's her birthday, don't ruin things for her. Go and enjoy yourself, baby.
I sure gonna enjoy myself. Thabiso doesn't want to see me out of here, I can see it from his
facial expression.
Thabiso: Be careful.
Oh, my poor brother is worried. I'll be safe, Nhla will make sure of that, I trust him. I hug
both of them before walking out in my inches heel. Hell no! Did he ask his driver to wait for
me at the gate? There's my Bentley, waiting for me.
Man: Good evening, ma'am.
Ma'am? Wait a damn minute! I've just turned 17. Do I deserve that title? Of course I do. I'm a
big girl now. Oh, my.. the bow after opening the door for me? Did Nhla ask him to do this? I
will give him a very good, passionate kiss for this.
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He opened a door for me again. I stepped out, taking a deep breath. A smile creeped on my
face as my eyes landed on him. He's wearing formal pants that suit him so well, with a shirt
matching his pants and jacket. He walks towards me with his hands deep in his pants
pockets.
I bit my lower lip, facing down. His cologne reached me first before him. I looked up at him,
smiling. Has he always been this tall, or am I just too short? I'm in my heels, but this man's
face is still above my head.
Nhlakanipho: Sawubona.
He greets, placing his hand on my back and planting a soft kiss on my forehead. He takes off
his jacket and places it over my shoulders. I don't know why I chose to look gorgeous and
not wear a jersey in this coldness.
Nhlakanipho: You look stunning.
Me: Thank you.
Nhlakanipho: Did you enjoy your day?
Me: Yes, but I missed you.
Nhlakanipho: I missed you even more.
He smashes his lips against mine. I hold on to him, kissing him back. He pulls away before it
gets tense.
Nhlakanipho: It's cold out here. Let's get in.
We went to have dinner first. I've had a lot of food today, so I only had something light. He
takes my hand and leaves a soft kiss on the back of it.
Nhlakanipho: You're so beautiful.
Me: Thank you.
I blush, wiping the corner of my lips. A man stands next to our table, giving him what looks
like pictures. Nhla gave him money in exchange.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck, no!
Me: What is it?
He hands them over, and indeed fvck no! It's a picture of us when we walked through,
laughing. We look so perfect together! My goodness, the following one is where he was
whispering in my ear, making me blush. God! These look so good. The other one is a picture
of myself, when I was waiting for him to come back from the bathroom.
Me: You did this purposely, didn't you?
Nhlakanipho: Yes, and take them as one of your birthday presents.
Me: Thank you, Nhla. They're so beautiful.
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He takes me to the suite just after our little dinner. The lights are dim, but I can see a
beautiful black fluffy blanket on the floor, with rose petals all over around. There's different
kinds of snacks and fruits with a bucket that has a bottle of wine in it. A bouquet of flowers,
again? No, this one is a money flower bouquet.
I look back at him. He has this smile that makes him even hotter. Why does he have to do all
these things? There's also soft music playing.
Me: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Happy birthday, Nana.
He whispers, hugging me from behind. I turn around, giving him a kiss. He deserves it, and
even more. Our lips lock into a passionate kiss. I lose my breath on the way, with my cl!t
reacting to the kiss.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, wait...
He says breathlessly, pulling out from the kiss. My eyes stare at his lips before finding his
red, sleepy eyes.
Me: I just wanted to thank you with a kiss.
Nhlakanipho: It didn't have to get tense.
Oh, no! A tent in his pants. He chuckled, pulling me to his chest.
Nhlakanipho: I'll be fine.
Me: It's so big, Nhla. I don't think it will fit.
Nhlakanipho: It will. It has to because that's where it belongs.
I can't believe he just said that. He pecks my cheek and pulls me to the laid blanket. We sit
across each other. Before anything, I take pictures.
Nhlakanipho: Do you like it?
Me: I love it.
He smiles, feeding me. I've eaten a lot today, so I don't want to burst my poor tummy. I tell
him that only snacks will do, and he's okay with that.
Me: I visited my mother today.
Nhlakanipho: You told me that earlier.
Me: I'm telling you again.
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) How was the trip? You seem excited.
I shift, getting between his legs and lay my back against his chest. I go on, telling him about
my little trip. He keeps brushing my arm gently, leaving kisses on my shoulder.
Nhlakanipho: How are you feeling now?
Me: Okay.
Nhlakanipho: Let me make you feel even better.
I smile, tilting my head. This man needs to admit that he's in love with my lips. He pulls me
to sit on his lap. I snake my hands around his neck, staring into his eyes. Suddenly, the music
playing fades, and I get lost in his eyes. I love him, and it keeps getting stronger.
We gradually close the distance between us, our eyes locked in a charged gaze. My gaze
drifts to his lips, and then back to his eyes, where I see a spark of desire. Our lips meet in a
slow, sensual kiss, the tension building as we move in perfect sync. He breaks away, his
piercing stare holding mine for a few electrifying seconds before he utters a low, husky
curse "fvck" and claims my lips again, this time with urgent passion.
Me: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Mhh?
Me: Do you have protection with you?
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CHAPTER 53
RORISANG
He pushed me off him, getting up. Did I say something wrong? I thought that would actually
make him happy, but he doesn't look excited at all. I also stand up from the floor. He's hard,
so what's the problem?
Nhlakanipho: Protection? Protection for what?
Is he going to act dumb with me? What else is protection for? I don't want to get pregnant,
and we don't know each other's statuses, that's why I want us to use a protection— for
safety reasons.
Nhlakanipho: We're not going to have sex, okay?
Me: Oh, but I thought...
Nhlakanipho: You thought I was doing all these because I wanted to sleep with you?
Me: No, I thought that's what you wanted. I just want to thank my man, is that a problem?
Nhlakanipho: You just want to thank me? You thank me with sex, Rorisang? This is your
birthday, and you're my girlfriend. I'm just doing this for you because I'm your man. You
don't need to thank me, I'm doing my job as your man.
Oh, that's not how I thought of it. I'm so embarrassed right now, I can't even look at him. I
clear my throat, scratching the back of my head. I should've listened to Nkele when she
advised me not to think about sex.
Me: I'm sorry, I didn't think of it like that.
Nhlakanipho: I'm not with you because of sex, okay? I approached you, knowing you were
still a minor, and I'll wait for you. Don't be pressured by anything.
I nod, pressing my lips together. His cold, huge hands cup my face, making me face him. He
has a frown that suits his fine face. A kiss is left on my lips.
Nhlakanipho: Did I make myself clear?
Me: Yes.
Nhlakanipho: Good. Now, come on, don't ruin our little indoor picnic.
Me: (smiles) Okay.
We went back, but instead of sitting, he laid on his back, and I placed my head on his
stomach, facing up.
Nhlakanipho: What did you say to your family? I know your brother wouldn't have let you
go just like that.
Me: I said I'll be with Kele, and they bought my story.
Nhlakanipho: I'd say I'm turning you into a liar, but you've always been one.
Me: Mxm, I can't believe you just called me a liar when I lied just to be here with you.
Nhlakanipho: Kodwa, it's true, nje. You lied when we first met, remember?
Me: I remember nothing.
Nhlakanipho: Hawu, Ms nausea?
Wow, I can't believe he has joined the team. I thought this guy was my boyfriend? Shouldn't
he support me instead of mocking me? I'm so done with him along with his brother. Philani
tells Nhla everything, including embarrassing details like that?
Nhlakanipho: Hawu, uyaphi? (Where are you going?)
Me: Leave me alone.
Nhlakanipho: Haibo, ukwatile? (Are you mad?)
He asks, holding his laugh. Mxm, I'm so done with Nhlakanipho. I charged towards the
ensuite door when his hands grabbed my waist. He left a soft kiss on my neck.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyadlala, don't be mad at your birthday.
Me: But it's your fault.
Nhlakanipho: That was just a joke.
Me: You were mocking me.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry, crybaby yami.
He kissed my neck again before turning me around. I gave him a puppy look, biting my
bottom lip.
Me: Fine.
Nhlakanipho: Am I forgiven?
Me: Yes.
Nhlakanipho: Kiss me then.
Me: Go and kiss your brother since you're teaming up with him.
Nhlakanipho: Hawu?
I disappeared in the ensuite. I could hear him laughing. I'm a laughing stock now, mxm. I
sighed, stripping off naked just after opening the shower taps.
Nhlakanipho: Are you taking a shower without me?
He shouted from inside the room. I didn't know bathing together was now a habit. I'm new
to these things, Kele should've updated me.
After fixing myself shower, I stepped inside, getting under the warm water. I shut my eyes,
feeling the warmth hit my whole body. His hands around my body almost startled me.
Nhlakanipho: You thought I'd let you take a shower without me?
Me: Of course you wouldn't. You're Nhlakanipho Khoza, after all.
Nhlakanipho: You know me.
His hands run all over my body, making it cringe. He keeps kissing my neck, down to my
back. I gasped, holding on to the wall, as he slowly rubbed my cl!t. I parted my legs, giving
him more access.
He pulled his hands back, turning me around before attacking me with a deep kiss. I
responded, breathing heavily. He took both of my hands and locked them on top of my head.
His finger keeps playing on my cl!t, making me lose my breath. I bite my lower lip, shutting
my eyes as he slowly slid in his finger.
Me: Nhlaa...
I whimpered. He pulled out his finger and licked it whilst staring deep in my eyes.
Nhlakanipho: You taste so good, Nana.
He goes down, putting my one leg over his shoulder and plants a kiss on my cl!t before
going up and down, licking me.
Nhlakanipho: This is mine, okay?
Me: Yes.
Nhlakanipho: I hate sharing. You should know that.
Me: I... uhh...
His finger went back in, now slowly thrusting. His tongue hasn't left my coochie. At this
time, I hope I don't fall.
Nhlakanipho: Am I making myself clear?
Me: Mhh..
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Me: Yes! Oh, God, yes.
He digs in again, eating me like I'm his only meal. Water keeps dripping on us, making me
feel all sorts of feelings.
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INGANATHI
Inga left for Durban. Zanele is with her. She is here to fight for what's hers. She talked to
Nhlakanipho's father, and Khulekani told her where Nhlakanipho disappeared. Inganathi
hates losing, and being in a competition with a teenager makes her even angrier.
Zanele: Are we going to Daddy?
Inganathi: Yes, baby.
Zanele jumps in joy. She has forgotten how she was treated. Inganathi knows where Nhla is.
She's not going to him today. She's going to send something to them, something... spicey and
to be received by Rorisang.
They both walked out of the airport, heading to the car she rented. As soon as she got to the
car, she paused. The familiar cologne should've given her a sign. They locked eyes for a
while before Inga could pull Zanele's hand.
Thabiso: Nathi...
He calls out, making her startle. Fvck! This shouldn't have turned out like this. What is he
even doing here at this time? Inganathi's heart beat faster. Thabiso shouldn't see Zanele, or
else everything will be ruined.
She feels a pat on her shoulder that startles her even more. She swallowed, trying to keep
calm.
Thabiso: Inganathi...
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CHAPTER 54
THABISO
A cold breeze hit their faces as their eyes locked, a distant chat disappearing into a thick air.
She's still beautiful, but the fact remains, she's the main reason behind his ruined friendship
with his best friend.
His heart skips as his eyes land on the little girl standing next to Inga. She hides behind Inga,
but her eyes are not shifting away from Thabiso. Thabiso walked closer to them and
squatted in front of the little girl.
Thabiso: Are you my long-lost sister?
The little girl found a little joke in that and giggled. Inganathi stepped back, breathing
heavily in fear. She swallowed, trying to control the beat of her heart.
Inganathi: Thabiso, stay away.
Thabiso: She looks like Rori.
Inganathi: But it's not her. If you still want to have a peaceful life, stay away from
Nhlakanipho's child.
Thabiso: I didn't say anything. Wait... you have a child with Khoza?
Inganathi: Leave us alone.
She quickly said, attempting to walk off, but Thabiso's hand was quick enough to hold the
little girl's hand back. Thabiso's eyes locked with the innocent, beautiful eyes. He
immediately felt a knot in his stomach that forced him to look up at Inga.
Inganathi: Thabiso...
His eyes suddenly got filled with tears. He stared back at the girl, swallowing.
Thabiso: What's your name, little one?
Inganathi: She's Zanele Khoza. Will you please leave us alone?
Thabiso: Nele, how are you?
Zanele: I'm fine.
Thabiso: How old are you?
Inganathi: That's enough, Thabiso! What's wrong with you? You're harassing my daughter.
Thabiso: Harass? She looks fine.
Inganathi didn't wait any longer but quickly walked away, with her beating fast. Thabiso
stood up, staring at them with squinted eyes whilst biting his lip.
His hand searched for his phone in his pocket and snatched it out. He scrolled down his call
log and pressed on the certain number. Zanele Khoza? She better be kidding. That girl
resembles Rorisang. Inganathi last slept with him, so how is it possible that that girl could
be a Khoza?
He runs behind them and holds Inganathi's arm. He releases a breath, trying to study Zanele
well. Inganathi can't even hide her nervousness and fear.
Inganathi: What is your problem, Thabiso?
Thabiso: This child is mine.
He may be anything but not someone to ignore the fact. He can not just watch Inga lie about
this and let another man raise his child.
Inganathi: We used protection, Thabiso. Zanele is 8 years old and old enough to understand
the situation. Stop confusing my child, please.
Thabiso: Nathi...
Inganathi: Ngiyacela bandla Thabiso. I have to be somewhere. Instead of running after me
and Nhlakanipho's daughter, why don't you try and reprimand your so-called younger
sister from dating older men?
Thabiso: What are you talking about?
Inganathi: I'm here to fight for my man against your teen sister. Nhlakanipho left us in
Joburg, running all the way here to fuc... I mean, spend his time with Rorisang.
Thabiso takes a step back, refusing to believe what Inga is saying. He warned Rori about
Nhla, and he knows Rori can't be going against his and their uncle's warning.
Thabiso: You're lying. You just want to keep me away from...
Inganathi: Oh, really? I bet you don't even know that they're together right now as we
speak.
Thabiso: Rori is with her friend, Inganathi.
Inganathi: Is that what she told you? I can't believe I outsmart you now. What happened to
the Thabiso I used to know? Has the mighty fallen? You always knew what was going on
around you, Thabiso. What happened?
Thabiso: Inganathi...
Inganathi: Stop harassing me, Thabiso, and go deal with your little sister who doesn't know
where her age mates are.
Inganathi opened the door for Zanele and walked to the driver’s seat, leaving Thabiso in his
own deep thoughts. Rorisang, dammit! He places his hand on his hip, wiping off his
forehead.
His hand finds his phone from his pocket and dials Nkele's number. Her phone rings
unanswered. He tries Rorisang's, which takes him straight to voice-mail. A curse escapes his
mouth in whisper.
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RORISANG
We took our session to the bedroom. Nhla's hands trace all over my body, with his lips
working on my neck. My nipples harden, craving for more.
Me: Oh, Nhlaaa...
I shut my eyes, giving him full access as his thumb rubs my coochie. He stops, making me
open my eyes slightly only to find him staring with our heavy breath against each other's
faces.
Nhlakanipho: (whispers in a smokey voice) You're so beautiful, do you know that?
A blushing smile forms on my face. He didn't have to stop just to tell me that. His thumb
rubs my cl!t gently, making me gasp a bit.
Nhlakanipho: And I just love your hard breathing.
His middle finger finds its way inside me. I gasp, moaning softly. A smirk of mischief forms
on his face.
Nhlakanipho: Your moans drives me insane.
His lips find mine, I part them, deepening the kiss. I pull out, moaning softly as his finger
goes in and out at a relaxed pace. He keeps kissing my neck, his breath heavy and tracing all
over my neck, making me feel goosebumps.
Me: (breathlessly) Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Mh..?
His pace quickes, whilst his thumb works on my cl!t, making me go crazy. He sucks on my
neck, releasing all his hard breath against me.
Me: Oh, my God!
A huge wave approaches as I twirl my toes, shutting my eyes, unable to control the feeling
he's making me feel.
Nhlakanipho: Good girl.
He says, planting a kiss on my forehead. He licks his fingers a always and lies next to me, his
hands around my body. I love how I perfectly fit in his huge arms and how I feel safe in
them.
Me: I love you, Nhla.
He smiles faintly, pecking my lips. I look at him, locking eyes with his sleepy eyes. What a
fine man. He has this smile that instantly turns me on. I cup his cheek, smiling back at him.
Me: Make love to me.
Nhlakanipho: You're not ready, Nana.
Me: I am.
Nhlakanipho: I can't.
Me: Why not?
Nhlakanipho: You're 17. You're still underage.
Me: But you're dating me. It's no difference.
Nhlakanipho: I can wait for you to turn 18, Nana. There's no rush.
He pulls me even closer so that I can feel his heartbeat. He satisfies me, but how can I satisfy
him without being intimate? I can't finger sex him, and I... eeuw, I can't and would never eat
his thing like how he eats mine. How can I even think of that?
Nhlakanipho: You're going to keep staring at me until when?
Me: Until I fall asleep.
Nhlakanipho: Do you adore me that much?
Me: Says someone who stares at me while I'm sleeping and even goes to the extent of taking
pictures.
Nhlakanipho: You're so cute, I can't help it.
He kisses my hair and brushes my back down to my arse. Lord, he's so hard. How do I help
my man in this situation? I swallow nothingness, beating the nervousness out of me as I
sneak my hand in his briefs.
Nhlakanipho: Rori.
Me: I just want to touch it.
Nhlakanipho: (smirks) Are you sure? I don't want you to be traumatized that you wouldn't
be able to sleep.
Me: What are you on about? What would traumatize me?
Nhlakanipho: Thatha into yakho, Nana.
I heave a heavy sigh before touching it. I swallow my spits, clenching on it and feeling his
veins against my hand. It doesn't fit in my hand, so I jerk my hand up, sizing it. Lord, no!
Nhlakanipho: Are you okay?
Me: Huh? Mhh, yes...
Nhlakanipho: Are you satisfied now that you've touched it?
Me: Yes.
He lets out a groan as I run my thumb over the tip of it. He felt that? Right. I jerk my hand up
and down, working on his tip, and down to his balls.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck, baby!
Baby? That's a first, and it actually brings a smile on my face. I keep giving him a hand job,
watching him shut his eyes, his brows forming a slight and seducing frown, and the lip bite
that makes him look even hotter. His deep groans turn me so on! I love them.
Nhlakanipho: Oh, fvck!
He squeezes my arse, biting lip as I increase my pace on his dic.
Nhlakanipho: Kiss it.
Me: What?
Nhlakanipho: Leave a kiss on it, baby.
Hell freaking no! His eyes slightly open, giving me a begging look. I swallow hard, going
down and pecking the tip of his dic.
Nhlakanipho: Oh, yes!
A warm liquid drops on my hand, forcing a disgusted look on my face. He breathes out,
kissing my forehead.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyabonga, Nana.
He gets off the bed and disappears into the ensuite. The transparent liquid on my hand
forces me to get out of bed. Oh, Nhla went to grab the towel. He wipes off my hand and his
dic before hugging me.
Nhlakanipho: Get in bed, I'll be with you in a minute.
Me: Okay.
He disappeared into the ensuite again. I laid on my stomach, smiling to myself. At least I
managed to satisfy him somehow. Lord, his deep groans! The look of satisfaction on his face
when I was busy with his dic drives me crazy.
His phone vibrating snaps me out of my ecstatic thoughts. I thought we both switched off
our phones, but why is his still on? I noticed unsaved number and answers.
"Daddy!"
A child's voice echoes from the other side of the call. I frown, looking at the screen, and put
the phone back on my ear.
"Dad, are you there?"
Me: Hi, uhm... I think you called the wrong number.
"Wrong number? No, sisi. This is Nhlakanipho's phone number. Hand the phone over to the
owner."
This voice is familiar. Where have I heard it? I clear my throat, trying to act cool.
"My child wants to speak to her father. What are you doing with my man's phone?"
Me: I'm sorry, Nhla is in the bathroom right now.
He walks back in just after I said that. Now, the voice lingers in my mind. I think I now
remember it's the same woman that once answered his phone.
Me: Someone called.
I say, handing the phone over. He looks at the screen and takes a cold glance at me.
Nhlakanipho: Who gave you permission to answer my phone?
Me: Huh? I... I thought...
Nhlakanipho: Since when do we answer each other's phones manje Rorisang?
Me: I'm sorry. I didn't think you would mind.
Nhlakanipho: Have I answered your phone? Let alone touch your phone.
Me: Why are you getting upset? I said I'm sorry."
Nhlakanipho: I hope that was the last time you did that.
He clicks his tongue and wears his pants and jacket.
Nhlakanipho: I'm going out for air.
He slams the door behind him, startling me. Why is he mad? I have answered his phone
before, and he never reacted like this. I have touched his phone, so what was all that? I
should be the one getting upset because he kept the fact that he had a kid from me.
He lied. He said that woman drugged him to take those pictures. He lied. He said he had no
relation with that woman. And now, she... she's his kid's mother?
I wear his t-shirt since I have no pajamas and get undercovers with my back facing his side.
I wanted to sleep, but I can't seem to find any.
The door swings open after what feels like eternity. I can't see his face to read if he's still
upset because my back is facing him.
Me: I'm sorry for answering your phone. I must have caused a fight between you and your
woman.
He doesn't say anything. I feel tears burning my eyeballs. A lump on my throat forms, I
quickly swallow it down.
Me: Why didn't you tell me you had a child?
Nhlakanipho: I don't have a child.
Me: Oh, am I stupid?
Nhlakanipho: If you believe you are.
I sit up straight, facing him as he takes off his clothes. He's still upset, I can see, but he's
worse than before he walked out on me.
Me: I heard her, okay? She called you 'Daddy.'
Nhlakanipho: So? That doesn't mean she's my child.
Me: I heard that woman's voice. She's the same one you slept with, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't sleep with anyone, Rorisang.
Me: Why are you so mad, huh? I apologize for answering your phone without your
permission, but I can see it's beyond that. Is she angry at you that you're with another girl?
It's still my birthday, Nhla, you can't be hurting me on my birthday.
He has already hurt me by scolding me. He has already hurt me by receiving a call from
another woman and only finding out today that he has a child. Nhlakanipho gets in the bed
and covers himself.
Me: Ke bua le wena, Nhlakanipho. Are you going to ignore me? (I'm talking to you)
He keeps quiet. Wow. I get back undercovers and have my back face him. Is he not going to
cuddle me? Oh, no, he's not. I caused a fight between him and his woman. I'm being used
here.
Me: You're using me.
Nhlakanipho: ...
Me: Let's break up so you can fix things with her. I don't want to be a home wrecker. I can
see you're hurt and angry because I answered your woman's call. I shouldn't have done
that, I'm sorry. I've answered your phone, but you never complained, and today you just did,
and even changed your attitude towards me. Did you forget it's my birthday, Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Sleep, Rorisang.
Me: How do you expect me to sleep, Nhlakanipho? You can't break my heart and expect me
to just sleep.
Nhlakanipho: Ubanga umsindo keh, I want to sleep.
I get out of bed, head to the plastics that are on the floor. I take out comfortable casual
clothes he bought me to wear tomorrow when I go home. I'm no longer waiting for
tomorrow, I'm leaving now.
Nhlakanipho: Wenzani?
Me: I stopped making noise. You can sleep, and don't mind me.
Nhlakanipho: Rorisang.
Me: Leave me alone, Nhlakanipho. You're nothing, but a fvcker! A motherfvcker! You're such
bªstard, Nhlakanipho! I don't even know what I saw in a prick like you!
I threw his t-shirt I was wearing on his face since he was now sitting on the edge of the bed.
Me: You can go to your woman and chid, and leave the stupid me alone. It's good that you
refused to take my innocence. I can only imagine how would I be feeling had you fvcked me.
How long were you planning to play me? I did good by answering that call so I could find
out what you've been hiding. You can get all upset, I don't care anymore! You can go and
fvck yourself!
Nhlakanipho: Rorisang.
He warns, standing up from the bed. I step back, holding the plastic that has the dress I
came here wearing with the heels.
Nhlakanipho: Ukhuluma nobani kanjalo?
Me: I didn't know there were other people in here other than us. I guess I'm talking to the
walls.
Nhlakanipho: What?
Me: You heard me.
I walk past him, and his hand grips my arm. He's beyond angry. I glance at his hand on my
arm as the grip tightens.
Me: You're hurting me, Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: Awungitshele la wena, am I your friend?
Me: No...
Nhlakanipho: Are we age mates?
Me: No...
Nhlakanipho: Or maybe you were born yesterday, and I was born today, huh?
Me: No...
His eyes darken as his voice gets deeper and scary.
Nhlakanipho: So what makes you think you can talk to me however you want?
Me: I'm sorry.
Nhlakanipho: I never asked for your apology.
Me: I'm sorry, Nhla. Please let me go home.
Nhlakanipho: Home?
Me: You're upset with me. You don't even cuddle me, but being cold towards me and
scolding me. I need to go home. I can't be with you anymore.
Nhlakanipho: What do you mean?
Me: You're cheating, Nhlakanipho. I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore.
I whisper the last part. His fury fades as I stare in his eyes. He lets go of my arm and hugs
me. I surprisingly hug him back. That's how much his touch has an effect on me.
Nhlakanipho: Will you keep breaking up with me every time we face a storm?
Me: There's no storm here. You're mad at me for no reason, and your wom...
Nhlakanipho: She's not my woman, Nana. Like I said before, that woman is my ex-fiancèe.
She's trying to break us apart. I don't know whose child she came back with, but it's not
mine.
Me: Then why are you so mad at me?
Nhlakanipho: I'm not. I just... I hate the look you're giving me, Dollface. I wish you didn't
pick that call because I saw how you were already hurt. I just hate to see you hurt, I hate
seeing tears in your eyes. I guess I couldn't control my emotions seeing how much that call
detroyed your mood. I'm sorry.
Me: But you hurt me more by scolding me.
Nhlakanipho: That's why I'm apologizing, Nana.
Me: Did you go out to talk to her?
Nhlakanipho: To warn her. She said something that pissed me off, I'm sorry for taking it out
on you.
Me: How long will this keep going, Nhla? What about the child?
A knock distracted our moment. He frowned, heading to open the door. Lord, what?
Me: Thabiso?
How did he even know I was here? Behind him stood a woman. A woman I saw only on
pictures that were posted on Nhla's WhatsApp status.
Thabiso: Is he Nkele now?
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 55
RORISANG
Birthday night ruined. The rest of the holidays ruined. Yep, I'm back and schools are already
opened. Thabiso took my phone the minute he found out about me and Nhla. I haven't
talked to Nhla, haven't even seen him since that night. It's frustrating, and to even think I
left him with that woman.
"Yo, Rori G"
That could only be one person— Llyod! I don't know about him, but I missed him. I smiled,
attacking him with a hug. He feels so warm considering how cold it is out here.
Me: How was your holidays?
Lloyd: Lonely.
Me: Damn, kana you were dumped, sorry friend.
Lloyd: I wasn't only dumped. I found out as well.
Me: June wasn't really your month, but it's July, a new month, so let's leave the past in the
past and enjoy the present whilst looking forward to the future.
Lloyd: (frowns) Where's Rori G, and what have you done to her?
Me: What? What do you mean? I'm here, you idiot!
Lloyd: I mean, the crazy immature Rori G.
Me: Oh, no. That was the 16 year old Rori G, this one is the 17 year old— matured and sane
Rori G!
He lets out a chuckle as we both head to the hall entrance where the assembly will be held.
Sukoluhle is still giving me nasty looks, and seeing me with Lloyd makes it worse.
Lloyd: Let me love and leave you, Rori. I need to make sure there's order in here.
Me: Oh, bye Mr President. Don't forget to bring me lunch.
Lloyd: Do I owe you one?
Me: Yes, you do. You didn't get me anything for my birthday, remember?
He side smiles and winks, walking away. Oh, God this hall is so cold. My toes are freezing.
This why I hate winter. Schools should be closed during winter, this is pure abuse.
I shouldn't have come to school on the first day of reopening. Besides the coldness, the
assembly takes too long to come to an end, and the maths teacher already starts with his
lessons, it's so frustrating sometimes.
After what felt like forever, we were released to the classrooms. It still feels so weird to
come to school without seeing Linda. Last time we attended the court case, she was declined
bail.
But tell me why am I seeing her now? By the looks of things, she didn't attend the assembly.
Tell me how do I sit with the person who planned my kidnapping? How did she even get out
of prison?
She stands up upon seeing me, smiling faintly. She has scars on her face, I bet she didn't
have peace in that hell hole.
Linda: Hi...
What makes her think she can talk to me, let alone give me a smile. I should change seats
before I lose my mind.
Linda: Rori, can we please talk?
Me: I have nothing to say to you.
Linda: I'm sorry, Rorisang. I was selfish, and evil for doing what I did to you. I'm not asking
for friendship, I just want you to forgive me. I'm begging for forgiveness.
Me: Who got you out? Your brother?
Mkhuseli doesn't want to see me happy. He would actually do everything in his power to see
me miserable, but I understand, this is his sister.
Linda: Yes, it's him.
Me: Great.
Linda: Our mother wasn't well, Rori. She suffered a lot due to my arrest. I realized that I'm
still a child for the things I did. I realized a lot, Rorisang. I didn't gain anything from doing
what I did, but instead my mom suffered a heart attack, and I got arrested.
Me: So what? Should I pity you?
Linda: No, I'm just asking you to forgive me.
Sukoluhle rushed inside screaming like she was seeing a celebrity. She attacked Linda with
a hug, failing to hide her excitement.
Sukoluhle: I couldn't believe when I heard you came to school. How are you? How have you
been?
Linda didn't answer her, instead she looked at me tearfully.
Linda: Rori...
Me: It's fine, Linda. I forgive you.
Linda: You don't need to change seats, I will.
She said, already taking her bag pack. Sukoluhle remained behind as Linda moved to the
front seat, exchanging seats with one of our classmates.
Sukoluhle: Why are you like this, Rorisang?
Me: Leave me alone.
Sukoluhle: I saw you with Llyod.
Me: Was it the first time you saw us?
I wiped off my seat before sitting down. This one is mad that I'm with her brother, and
seeing me close to Lloyd drives her crazy.
Sukoluhle: He's a douchebag.
Me: I like douchebags.
Sukoluhle: Mxm. Did you hear that your friend is seeing Nhla?
Me: You don't know what you're talking about.
Sukoluhle: I do. Nkele is dating my brother, Nhla. Your boyfriend.
Me: You mean my man? Askies, Luhle. You must have missed the memo. The brother Nkele
is dating is Philani, not Nhlakanipho. Now please, leave me alone.
I turned to my new desk mate. She offered me a humble smile, taking out a book. Is she a
bookworm? Another nerd, God! Oh, no, it's actually a novel.
Me: Mpumelelo, right?
Mpumelelo: Yes, but you can call me Mpumi.
Me: Oh, I thought you were Lelo. That's how most of that name is shortened.
Mpumelelo: I like being unique.
Me: Oh, I better call myself Sang instead of Rori to be unique.
Mpumelelo: (laughs) That wouldn't sound nice, but being 'Rori G' stands out.
Of course I'm known as Rori G! I smile, taking a glance at her book. Me and books are oil and
water, either being a novel or not.
Me: I hope we'll get along.
Mpumelelo: I'm no a drama person, so we're good.
Since I transferred here I've never heard her being involved in a school drama or anything
like that. I'm afraid that if we become close, she'll get involved.
Me: So what's the book about?
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NHLAKANIPHO
He hasn't been himself since he last part ways with Rorisang. He's been frustrated, trying to
reach her with no avail. Inganathi added to his frustration. He had to kick her out the
morning following that night.
He just came back from Durban. He has been there, taking a break from everything and
everyone, but with his mind preoccupied of Rorisang. He just prays that everything has laid
low, so he can get his normal life back.
The schools have reopened, meaning Inganathi's child has to go back to wherever they came
from. He's not in the mood for anything.
The company has been running, and he has only been holding zoom meetings and
conferences. Before giving out the resignation letter, he has to merge the loose ends and
leave nothing hanging.
Philani: So you came here to check up on me? Come on, be honest.
Nhlakanipho: Am I not supposed to check on my brother now?
Philani: Nhla, you just got here. Didn't you at least think of going home and take rest before
coming to "check" up on me?
Nhlakanipho: I missed you a lot, I couldn't go home.
Philani: You don't miss anyone except that one crazy teenager.
Nhla smiled to himself, as his heart jumped to a thought of her. Philani chuckled, taking the
food Nhla came with.
Nhlakanipho: Tell me she's present today, ngiyacela.
Philani: What if she's present?
Nhlakanipho: I bought her something to eat. I haven't seen her for the past week and a few
days. It's killing me.
Philani: You're so attached to Rorisang. She's going to k!ll you one day.
Nhlakanipho: Can you please call her in here? Please bafo.
Only if he can see her, and hug her. Only if she can tell him how she has been doing, and get
to see her beautiful smile. He finds his heart skipping, as many thoughts crosses his mind.
Does she still love him?
Nhlakanipho: Please, Lani. I need to talk to her.
Philani: Fine. Only a few minutes left before break time. I'll send someone to call her
through.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyabonga bafo.
He prepares himself to see her, rubbing his hands together. Philani shakes his head amused,
and gets back to check his lesson plans for the upcoming periods after break time.
Philani: I have a meeting during break, so please, hold yourself, Nhla. I don't want to come
to my office reeking sex.
Nhlakanipho: What? How can you even say that? I'm not... we haven't got to that stage yet.
Philani: Haibo, wena? Nhlakanipho Khoza?
Nhlakanipho: Yes. I don't want to break the law.
Philani: How many times have you broken the law? Come on, be honest with me.
Nhlakanipho: I just don't want to hurt her, Bafo. She's not ready yet, so I'll wait for her.
Philani: (laughs) Wait for her? What if she becomes ready at 25? Ngeke.
Philani can't hold his laugh. Nhla doesn't mind him. He's just thinking of his Dollface, and
can't even wait to kiss her, that's all.
Philani: Yazi uyayithanda ngempela lengane. Hawu, bafo? (You really love this child)
Nhlakanipho: If I can give up everything for her, what will stop me from waiting for her?
Philani: The Nhla I know, would've long tapped that.
Nhlakanipho: Mxm.
A light knock comes through. It's one of the teachers. She locks eyes with Nhla before facing
Philani.
Philani: This is my mentee, a student teacher, Ms Puleng Khosana. And Ms K, he's my
brother.
Puleng: Dumelang.
Nhlakanipho: Sure.
Philani and Puleng discussed briefly about the lessons to be presented. Nhla kept himself
busy with his phone, passing the time while Philani and his mentee went on with their
thing.
Philani: Please call Ms Gela for me when you pass by the grade 11A class.
Puleng: Yes, sir.
She took a last glance at Nhla who still focused on his phone and walked out. Nhla raised his
head from the phone, focusing on his brother, as they both continued to catch up on what
has been going on in their lives lately.
A knock came through before the door pushed opened. There walked his Dollface, rubbing
her small hands together. She closed the door behind her, and immediately shifted her eyes
to him. Their eyes met.
Rorisang's eyes lit up, as excitement filled them. She tried to hold back her smile, looking at
Philani.
Rorisang: Mr Khoza sir, did you call me?
Philani: I shouldn't be doing this. Nhla, make it snappy, this is my work office.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyabonga bafo, I owe you one.
He stood up from the chair as Philani made his way out, giving them some privacy and
attending to his meeting.
Nhlakanipho looked down at Rori, who was smiling, facing down.
Nhlakanipho: Hey.
Rorisang: (looks up) Hi.
She whispered, biting her lower lip with a smile. Nhla opened his arms for her, she giggles
throwing herself on him. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth and safety around her
small body.
Rorisang: I missed you.
Her hands clenched around Nhla, holding him tighter. Nhlakanipho picked her up, making
her wrap her legs around him. They both pulled out, staring at each other's eyes then leaned
over, smashing their lips together.
Nhla's breath hitched as Rori moaned softly between the kiss. The way her soft, small hand
held his neck, with the other rubbing the back of his head, he could feel something
awakening inside him. He placed her on the desk, his lips trailing to her neck, leaving her
breathless.
Rorisang: Mhh... Nhla...
She let out soft moans, biting her lip as Nhla sucked on her neck. Nhlakanipho pulled out,
smirking mischievously.
Nhlakanipho: Missed me that much?
Rorisang: Missed you even more than that much.
He pecked her lips, staring at her beautiful eyes.
Nhlakanipho: I missed you too, Dollface wami. How have you been?
Rorisang: Not so good. But now that I saw you, I'm okay.
Nhlakanipho: I've been frustrated. I only needed your hug, and sweet lips.
Rorisang: Are you okay now?
Nhlakanipho: Mm.
Their staring contest were disturbed by a knock on the door. Nhla quickly got Rori off the
desk, and sat back on his chair. The door opened, and the student teacher walked in. She
looked around, reading the room.
Puleng: Gela, where's Mr Khoza?
Rorisang: Here he is.
Nhlakanipho: (mumbles in chuckles) Rori...
Rorisang: Oh, he... he went out for a meeting.
Puleng: Then what are you waiting for in here?
Rorisang: I... I...
Puleng: Leave the office, and go have lunch. You'll come back again once he gets back.
Rorisang: Of course.
She stole a quick glance at Nhla, and winked, leaving him in smiles. As she approached the
door handle, Nhla called out to her.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, take your lunch.
He said referring to the Spur paper bag.
Rorisang: Oh... I hope there are onion rings in here.
Nhla winked, side smiling watching her walk out. Puleng had already taken her seat in
there.
Puleng: Is she your little sister?
Nhlakanipho: No.
Puleng: Daughter? She doesn't look like you at all. Is her mother present? I wouldn't mind
being a step. I'm good with kids.
Nhlakanipho: No, she... she's just someone who caught my heart.
Puleng: Huh?
Nhlakanipho: She's my girl.
He stood up from the chair, taking his phone in his pockets.
Nhlakanipho: She's mine, and I would hate to hear her complaining about being harassed at
school. Leave her alone if you still value your life.
He warned throwing deadly stares at Puleng, who swallowed nodding.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 56
NARRATED
School hours have come to an end. Philani's office is filled with chats and laughter
between Puleng and her friend, Slindile. They're both student teachers, but majors in
different specializations. Philani had left the minute the last bell rang.
Slindile: I only got a glimpse of him when he walked to his car.
Puleng: I thought I wanted P.K, mara no, I want N.K. They look alike, a lot, but the older
brother has that aura that draws me to him, you know? He doesn't smile, I doubt he
even knows how to laugh. They're both masculine, mara the older brother's height is
more attractive.
Slindile: You said he has a girlfriend.
Puleng: The girlfriend I teach? Mxm.
Slindile: Didn't you say he looked scary when he threw his warnings at you?
Puleng: He was, and I think that's what turns me on. I like bad boys.
Slindile shook her head in disbelief. Puleng seemed to be fantasizing about what would
never happen. From what Sli heard, Philani's brother sounded dangerous.
Slindile: Remember we came to this school after you being banned from two schools
because of your behavior?
Puleng: Nhla isn't a teacher here.
Slindile: I know, but with the pace you're taking, Puli, you're risking your own career.
Puleng: How? Nhla and I will meet outside the school premises.
Slindile: And you think that makes it better? You don't know this guy. You can tell from
the wolf tattoo on the back of his hand, and how his serious face looks, that he's no a
playground.
Puleng: Relax, will you? I know how I can handle men like him.
She stated, smiling. Slindile decided to leave her alone, and took her bag while Puleng
packed some of the scripts she's taking home to mark.
Puleng: I will take these scripts to Philani's house when I'm done marking. I just pray to
find his brother there.
Slindile: I pray you find him with his girlfriend.
Puleng: That forward grade 11th learner? She's so weak. I can deal with her as quick as I
can.
Slindile: You promised not to bring drama here, Puleng.
Puleng: All that will happen outside the school premises, Sli.
Slindile: Whatever you see fit, Puleng. I see you don't get tired of getting your name
dragged through the mud.
They both made their way out as Puleng locked the office door, and walked to catch a
taxi down the road.
Puleng's eyes met with Rorisang's, the minute she was walking out of the staff room.
Rori smiled with Slindile, waving.
Rorisang: Ma'am, get home safe!
She shouted, still waving. Slindile smiled back, waving as well. Puleng frowned at the
scene, and watched Rorisang walk towards the exit gate where they were both headed.
Puleng: What was that?
Slindile: Oh, that's Rori. She calls herself Rori G, a very dramatic crazy girl. Since Mr
Ndaba is their maths teacher, I was assigned to him so I'm teaching her.
Puleng: And you already bonded?
Slindile: Who wouldn't bond with her? She's a mood.
Puleng: Sli! That's the same grade 11th learner I was warned not to harass. Rorisang
Gela.
Slindile: Really? She doesn't look like a dating type. She's too crazy and immature to be
dating, especially dating a man you described to me.
Slindile is in disbelief. Her guts refuse to believe that Rorisang is actually dating the
same man Puleng described as intimidating. But then again, maybe that's the side
Nhlakanipho loves— her crazy side.
Puleng: Is that what you're worried about? What about their age gap?
Slindile: Age doesn't matter these days, Puli. At least he's not a teacher here, or else that
would've put both of their lives at risk.
Puleng: So you're going to dismiss my feelings just like that?
Slindile: Your feelings don't matter at this point, Puleng. You found those two dating,
and happy with each other. You come out of nowhere with your evil feelings, and I
should caress them?
Puleng: I sometimes hate how you see things.
They both found Rori waiting by the gate with some boys, laughing. That's how she is,
wherever she is, she leaves a mark.
Slindile: Rori, you should get home and stop being a comedian that isn't funny.
Rorisang: Wa bona ma'am? Don't do me like that. I'm waiting for my brother.
Slindile: Okay, see you tomorrow. Don't forget the homework I gave you.
Rorisang: On the first day mara ma'am?
Slindile: What was your today's plan kanti?
Rorisang: Kdrama all the way.
Slindile: You're crazy. See you tomorrow then.
Rorisang: Bye ma'am.
Sli waved in smiles, walking away with the grumpy Puleng.
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THABISO
The small, cosy two bedroomed house with a fresh smell surrounded him. He looked
around, with his hands in his pockets. Inganathi walked out of her bedroom, and
immediately widened her eyes.
Inganathi: What are you doing here?
Thabiso: Hi.
Inganathi: Wenzantoni apha, Thabiso mahn!?
Thabiso: I came to see my daughter, Inganathi.
Inganathi: That's not... Thabiso, that's not your daughter.
Thabiso: Oh?
He took out his phone, flashing the screen on Inganathi's face. Inga swallowed, reading
what was written on the phone.
Thabiso: I ran the DNA tests. She's mine.
Inganathi: Behind my back?
Thabiso: You wouldn't have agreed if I asked, would you?
Inganathi: How did you even find us? How did you get her DNA?
Thabiso: I thought you asked for the Thabiso you always knew. Otherwise I'm not here
for that, where is she?
Inganathi: At her father's house.
Thabiso: Nathi...
He said, letting out a sigh. One of his hands traveled to his waist, as he glared at
Inganathi.
Thabiso: Where is Zanele?
Inganathi: Thabiso, please... please let me be happy for once.
Thabiso: I have nothing against you and your happiness, Nathi. I just want my daughter.
Inganathi: She's Nhlakanipho's daughter.
Thabiso: That's what you want, but it's not reality, Inganathi. I fvcked you, and you
fortunately kept the baby. You and Nhlakanipho had long done the minute you didn't
pitch at your wedding.
Inganathi slapped him hard, breathing heavily. She stepped back, unable to control her
heart beat.
Inganathi: I didn't pitch because of you, dammit! I lost Nhla because of you, punk!
Thabiso: (laughs) What? Did I perhaps open your legs forcefully? Did I force myself on
you?
Inganathi: Uyinja, Thabiso! Do you hear me?
Thabiso: A dog that gave you a beautiful baby.
Inganathi: Fvck off!
Thabiso: I will fvck off, but not without my daughter. Stop confusing the baby for your
own selfish gain, Inganathi. Tell her the truth because at the end of the day she will find
out. I won't sit still and watch my baby get raised by someone else ke le teng nna. (while
I'm still alive)
Thabiso stopped closer, causing Inga to takes steps back, trembling.
Thabiso: Wa nkutlwa? (Do you hear me)
Inganathi: Thabiso...
Thabiso: I'm giving you only a week to tell her the truth. Make sure you do the right
thing. My child won't be your meal ticket to the Khoza household. Are we clear?
Inga slowly nodded, swallowing hard as Thabiso clicked his tongue and walked out,
slamming the door behind him.
He cursed seeing the time. Rorisang must be waiting for him to pick her up. He quickly
started the car and drove off to Rori's school. She was in no sight.
Thabiso took a turn, driving home. He prayed and hoped to find her home, safe and
sound.
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RORISANG
Thabiso didn't come to pick me up from school like he promised. I waited for about 30
minutes or so, trying to chat and crack jokes with my schoolmates, people I don't even
know.
I stayed there until a black Ford Raptor parked in front of us. Who could it be other than
Mr Khoza senior? He actually offered to treat me on a late lunch and I couldn't say no to
food.
I know last time I went on a late lunch was when I got kidnapped and I just risked my
life again by climbing in a Raptor just for a meal.
Khulekani: Were you that hungry?
Me: Mm.
I answered with my mouth full of food. He nodded slowly, giving me a disgusted look.
Wouldn't he have gone mad if I didn't touch any of this food? He should be great that his
money won't go to waste.
Khulekani: You must be wondering why I took you out for late lunch, mhh?
I shook my head, taking some fries into my mouth. He looked around, before leaning
over.
Khulekani: Don't eat like you get starved to death, Rorisang. This is a classy restaurant.
Me: Sorry.
I don't usually talk with my mouth full of food, but this man forced me.
Khulekani: So you know the reason why I took you out?
Me: Mm.
I gulped down the drink, taking some of the food in my mouth, down my throat. He
frowned, confusion washing over his face.
Me: Well, you're just treating your future daughter-in-law to lunch.
Khulekani: What? Do you think this is a joke?
Me: Joke? No. Nhla's feelings are not a joke, same applies to my feelings. So why would I
think this is a joke?
Khulekani: Shouldn't you be focusing on schoolwork instead of running after my son?
Rorisang: Running? That's one of the most hobbies I hate. But then, running after your
son is the most enjoyable hobby.
I shrugged as he leaned against his chair, already giving up. I continued to have my food,
getting my mouth full. Well, that's how I enjoy eating. When I eat slow, I don't feel where
the food drown to.
Khulekani: You're still immature and crazy little rascal.
Me: Isn't that why your son is head over hills?
Khulekani: Just... swallow before replying.
He took out a white flat envelope, pushing it my way.
Khulekani: There's a cheque in there. Thousands of rands cheque. I'm giving you all of it,
so you can disappear out of my son's life.
I choke on my food, some of the food spilling on his face from my mouth. Oops, I didn't
mean to, or maybe I did.
Khulekani: Fvck!
Me: Kodwa ketlo mtholaphi uNhla o mong? (But where will I get another Nhla?)
Khulekani: What?
Me: Akekho ofana naye nje. (There's no one like him)
Khulekani: You're still a child, and you have a bright future ahead of you. Take this
money, get yourself whatever you want, and leave Nhlakanipho to his age mates.
I sighed, taking the envelope.
Me: I will take it and more.
Khulekani: What do you mean more?
Me: A Bentley, plus this money. You can even get me Maynards sweets and a white
scrunchie.
Khulekani: Bentley? You must be crazy.
Me: Leaving Nhla is crazy, future father-in-law. Get me Bentley Bentayga, Maynards
sweets and white scrunchie. I'll leave him.
Khulekani: Consider it done.
Ehh? This man is rich mos. Did I really have to say that just to own Bentley? God works
in mysterious ways. I can't wait to get it and go on a drive with my man, Nhlankanipho,
while having the Maynards this man is going to get me.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 57 (UNEDITED)
NKELETSENG
She had great holidays, but as schools reopened, all of the happiness she had, flushed down
the toilet drain the minute she laid her eyes on Khumo. She'd hurt his feelings, and there's
no excuse for that. He looked okay though, and maybe it would be better if she stayed away.
Nkele stopped on her tracks, watching him laugh with his friends and catching up. Philani
wouldn't even like to hear that she was busy trying to talk to my ex. Speaking of him, she
missed him a lot. She last saw him on Rorisang's birthday when she was flying back home.
"Kele?"
She snapped out of her thoughts, offering one of her campus friends, Lomile, a smile. Lomile
returned a smile with a confused slight frown on her face.
Lomile: What's up?
Nkele: Nothing. When is our last class?
Lomile: Around 16:30. Only a few minutes left.
Nkele: Okay, I'll find you there. I need to make a quick call.
Lomile: Kele, I saw K walking past you like you're not his girl. Are you guys fighting? Well,
even if you fought, he has never been like that.
Nkele sighed, looking at Khumo and back at Lomile.
Nkele: I'll find you in class.
She walked away, trying to reach Philani on the call. He said he had no meetings, and no
extra classes for grade 12s, so he was definitely free. He picked up on the last ring, with a
sleepy hoarse voice.
Philani: Mama.
Nkele's lips curved into a smile, her heart warming to hear his voice. They did talk, but his
voice already leaves a smile on her face.
Nkele: Hey, did I disturb your sleep?
Philani: You can never disturb anything, sthandwa sami. Uright?
Nkele: Yes, I just wanted to hear your voice.
Philani: Did you see him?
Nkele: Huh?
Philani: Did you see Khumo? Is that why you're calling me?
Nkele: Babe...
Philani: I told you there's 100% chances of bumping into him since you attend the same
institution, love, but remember you did what you thought was best, for you. You didn't make
a mistake, and I'll assure you that you've always been mine.
Nkele swallowed a lump that formed out of nowhere. It's true, she loved Khumo, but with
Philani... everything is just so... perfect. He's the one she wants to be with.
Philani: Do you want me to come?
Nkele: What? That would take hours for you to get here.
Philani: I can make it happen, as long as you're okay, sthandwa sami.
Nkele: You don't need to, I'm fine.
Philani: Ngiyakthanda mama, don't ever doubt that.
Nkele: I love you too, babe.
A second of silence passed, as Nkele stared at space, with blurred vision. The way she just
fell for Philani scared her. It was an unusual feeling she has never experienced, and hearing
him assuring her that he loves her and no one else made her emotional.
Philani: Mama...
Nkele: Mhh?
Philani: u'Phila wakho uyakuthanda.
Nkele: I love him even more.
Philani: Now, wipe those tears.
Nkele: What? I'm not crying.
Philani: Baby.
Nkele: (in a trembling voice) I'm sorry, I just... I love you too much.
Philani: Uyabon keh? I'm coming there.
Nkele: No, I'm fine, Phila. I'm okay... Babe? Baby?
She looked at her screen, and furrowed at the cut call. Only three minutes was left before
her class time. She called him back, shaking her head. Philani can't come over just because
she's just emotional.
Philani: Ngiyeza lapho, Kele.
Nkele: For what? Stop being dramatic, I'm fine.
Philani: You sounded down nje.
Nkele: Because I suddenly got scared, Philani.
Philani: Scared of what, Nkeletseng?
Nkele: Of losing you. The way I'm in love and attached to you, scares me.
Philani: Hawu, kodwa mama...
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SUKOLUHLE
Mkhuseli hasn't been available on phone since yesterday. This is a first after spending most
of her holidays with him. She thought he had gone out of the city, but Linda said he's been
home since Linda got released last week Friday.
Linda: You didn't have to ask your driver to drive me home.
Sukoluhle: No, it's okay. You would've gotten the unnecessary attention in the school bus.
Linda: Thank you.
Sukoluhle: It's fine, Lili.
She replies, looking over Linda's shoulder to check if Mkhuseli wouldn't show himself. His
bakkie was parked in the yard, so he was obviously home.
Linda: No, I mean... thank you for not turning your back against me even after everything I
did to Rori. Thank you for throwing kindness on my way, and well, for today's little date, I
enjoyed myself.
Sukoluhle: You needed that. You needed different taste after eating prison food for the
whole month.
Linda: (laughs softly) You're right. Come on in.
That's it! Luhle only wanted to be invited inside. Mkhuseli can't ditch her, not after helping
him get his sister out of jail and destroying the docket.
Linda: Sisi!
Linda screamed, running up to the woman they found busy in the kitchen. Sukoluhle
frowned, trying to remember where she has seen the familiar face.
Linda: When did you get here?
Nomkhitha: Just an hour ago. How are you?
Linda: I'm getting there. Remember my best friend? Sukoluhle.
Nomkhitha: I sure do, hi.
Sukoluhle: Sanibona.
Mkhuseli appeared from one of the rooms, carrying a baby boy in his arms. He planted a soft
kiss on Nomkhitha's cheek.
Mkhuseli: Sthandwa sami, you...
He paused, his eyes meeting Sukoluhle's deadly stare. He played her. Didn't he say the
divorce was in a process? He lied. He lied just to get Linda out of prison.
Sukoluhle: Linda, we'll talk.
Linda: Oh... I...
Sukoluhle didn't wait for Linda to say whatever she wanted to say. She hurried to the car,
and ordered her driver to take her home.
Was she too blind to see it? Maybe there's something wrong with her. Firstly, Llyod cheated
on her and kept her hidden, and now, Mkhuseli used her to free his little sister? What is she,
a playground?
Suko wipes away her tears, blaming her heart for quickly catching feelings. She doesn't even
know what she saw in Mkhuseli because he's even older than her. She goes through her
phone, looking at Maleficent pictures... she'll get herself a tattoo.
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RORISANG
I pushed my way in, carrying shopping bags, and shut the door with my leg. I found my
brother in the kitchen, pacing. He looked at me, clearly looking relieved like he was told that
I got kidnapped again. I smiled, leading the way to the lounge. The heat and warmth of the
lounge welcomed me, proving how cold it is outside.
Thabiso: Where are you from, Rorisang?
A heavy sigh escapes my lips as soon as I put down the shopping bags. He must not dare
because he's a stingy brother and I won myself a jackpot.
Me: The mall.
Thabiso: I remember taking my black card from you. What did you buy all these with?
Me: God has His own ways, Thabiso. He saw how sad I was when you took your card, so... he
blessed me with a jackpot.
Thabiso: Is it him, again?
Me: I don't know who you're talking about, but worry yourself not, bhuti waka. I got you
something.
Unfortunately I know nothing about cheques and how they actually work, so I had to ask for
cash. Did the man waste time? Not even a minute. Just a phone call away, the man walked in
with an envelope with stack of money! Yeah no, the Khozas are really really rich. And future
father-in-law expects me to leave all that for what? Ngeke.
Thabiso: Did I said I needed shoes?
Me: Aren't you tired of wearing those sharpnose shoes everyday? Jonathan D shoes are the
best, Thabiso. They're also stylish.
Thabiso: Where did you get the money, Rorisang? These shoes are expensive and from the
looks of it, you bought expensive things. O nka kae tjhelete? (Where do you get the money?)
He's getting angry. How furious is he going to be when I drive through this yard with a
Bentley? A Bentley he should've gotten me on my birthday?
Me: I won a lotto.
Thabiso: Lotto?
Me: Eish, Thabiso, why osa thabe hore I got you something nice? I even got you a watch.
I got my man a watch too, with his father's money of course. A more expensive watch than
Thabiso's. And I did good because this brother of mine doesn't know how to be thankful
instead of getting angry that I got money.
Thabiso: You're going to take all of these back, wa nkutlwa?
Me: Why? I didn't spend your money, Thabiso.
Thabiso: I'm not doing this back and forth with you. I will...
Me: Fine. My future... I mean, Nhla's father gave me some cash.
Thabiso: (frowns) Why would he give you money?
Me: To stay away from his son.
I shrugged, sitting back down. He's such a party pooper. I didn't forget to get myself a small
phone for calls. I won't be able to survive any further without hearing his voice.
Thabiso: What?
Me: And I took it. Akere le wena you want me to stay away? Let's drink his pocket empty
keh.
Thabiso: We're not poor, Rorisang.
Me: Of course. But also rich people keep working to get more money, right? We won't... well,
I won't refuse so much money at any given chance.
He sighed, throwing himself on the couch, defeated.
Thabiso: Are you going to leave him?
Me: I took the money, that should answer your question.
Thabiso: Well, are you?
Me: Yes. I will.
In their dreams, I will leave him. I can never understand their reasons for being against my
relationship with Nhlakanipho. I can understand my brother, he's just trying to look out for
his little sister, but future father-in-law? Isn't his son old enough to make his own decisions?
Me: Let me take a rest, I have maths homework.
That's me running away from him, and surprisingly he lets me be. I take my shopping bags
upstairs to my bedroom, leaving him with the shoes and watch.
As soon as I got to my bedroom, I locked the room and unwrapped the box that had a
cellphone. I took my diary book and punched in Nhla's number just after restarting the
phone and putting the airtime.
Nhlakanipho: Yeah?
Hawu? Is that how he actually answers his phone? A thought crossed my mind, I smirked
and quickly cleared my throat.
Me: Hello?
I changed my voice, so I can prank him. A few seconds passed.
Me: He...
Nhlakanipho: Who's this?
Me: Uh... how are you?
Nhlakanipho: Nana?
What? How did he...? I thought I changed my voice, and he wouldn't actually recognize it.
Nhlakanipho: Rori, kwenzakalani nge voice yakho?
Me: I was trying to prank call you.
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) Do you think I'm that stupid?
Me: I wanted to hear if you would cheat on me.
Nhlakanipho: I wouldn't do that, Rori. Why on earth would you think I would cheat on you?
Me: It was just a thought. How are you?
Nhlakanipho: I'm okay. How's my Dollface? Whose phone are you using?
Me: I'm happy now that we're talking. It's just a small phone I got from the mall.
Nhlakanipho: I was going to get you one, you didn't have to spend your money.
Oh, no! It's actually your father's money, but obviously I won't say that out loud.
Me: I don't mind spending it. Matter of fact, why don't we go out tomorrow and spend it
together?
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) What?
Me: I actually need your account number so I can also transfer some for you to spend.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, what the... why would you spend money on me?
Me: Because you're mine, and I'm yours.
And together we'll spend your father's money.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 58
INGANATHI
It's Saturday, the deadline Thabiso gave her to tell Zanele the truth. The truth about her
biological father. Maybe she shouldn't have gone to Durban, and maybe, maybe Thabiso
wouldn't have found out about her secret. Now, all her plans have been ruined.
Inga knows Thabiso for who he really is. She knows what he's capable of as they were once
fvcking... and became a temporary couple. She really doesn't want to mess with him, but
how will she get to live a dream of being Mrs Khoza?
Zanele: Mama.
Inganathi: Zaza baby.
Zanele: Are you okay?
Inganathi: I'm fine, baby.
Inga checks her out if there's anything on her face or her hair. Thabiso walks in the
restaurant they're meeting at, his eyes searching for them. Inga takes a second, studying
him as he walks to their table. There's always been this thing that draws her to him, but she
can't put a finger on it. He's a very neat, fine man, and his sleepy eyes make him even hotter,
but not compared to Nhlakanipho.
Thabiso: Hey. Hey, little angel.
He plays with Zanele's cheeks before getting his arse sitted. He quickly checks up on Zanele,
and surprisingly, they link up, like they did the first time they met. Zanele has been asking
about him ever since that day, until Inga said he was just a friend.
He finally spares Inga his attention, and the smile he had a few seconds ago has wiped off.
He has this stare that sends shivers down Inganathi's spine. She finds herself grabbing the
coffee she was having and gulping it down.
Inganathi: Hi... uh...
Thabiso: Have you told her?
Inganathi: No.
Thabiso: What are you waiting for, Inganathi?
The waitress comes to their table with a grin and a small notebook. She takes Thabiso's
drink order as well the breakfast they will be having.
Thabiso: I thought you called me here for something that's already done. I have told my
family, and my uncle says there are ceremonies to be done. You're delaying.
Inganathi: They're not that important because nothing wrong has happened to her.
Thabiso: Are you kidding me? Do you think it's all about 'something' that may go wrong?
Inganathi: Can you please not do this, Tee? Please, she already knows...
Thabiso: I gave you two whole weeks, Inganathi. You can be telling me bull.
Zanele keeps looking at them confused. She's 8 years old, but that doesn't mean she's
stupid. She can sense there's something going on.
Inganathi: Calm down, will you? You can't lose your temper in front of a kid.
Thabiso: (sighs) So what's your plan? Why did you even call me here?
Inganathi: To... to... tell her?
Thabiso: O reng? (What did you just say?)
Inganathi: I can't bring myself to tell her.
Thabiso: Are you listening to yourself, Inganathi? If you could bring yourself to lie, what's
hard in telling the truth? Ska mbora. It's too early for this, honestly. You can't have possibly
called me for this nonsense.
He's annoyed, very, and he can't even hide it. Inga swallows her spits, not knowing what to
say in response. Thabiso heaves a sigh, unable to wipe off the annoyance on his face.
Thabiso: Zaza, mommy needs to tell you something.
Inganathi: Thabiso...
Thabiso: Now.
Zanele: Oh..?
She's still confused but decides to give her mother an undivided attention. Thabiso takes out
his wallet, dropping a few notes and excuses himself. Inganathi watches him walk out, her
heart pounding. What is she going to say? How is she even going to start? She called Thabiso
here to do half of the job, but he just decided to leave her stranded.
Zanele: Mama?
Inganathi: Oh, there comes our food, I'm famished.
She dismisses the confession part she has to make and focuses on the food. Thabiso didn't
have to do that, but since he did, she knows that she has to do this one way or the other.
He's probably giving her a chance until tomorrow.
Zanele: What was bhut'Tee talking about, Ma?
Inganathi: We'll talk when we get home, baby. Have your breakfast.
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PHILANI
Winter is his favorite season, but today, he feels cold than any other day. It's not even that
cold, says Nhlakanipho, who just got here to check on him. Maybe it's because his girl is mad
at him. It feels so lonely and strange not to talk to her since he woke up.
Nhlakanipho: You have so much to do.
Nhla says, taking a sip from the whisky he just poured himself whilst looking at the scripts
that have to be marked by Monday. The term reports haven't been issued out, and delaying
with marking is one of the reasons.
He spent most of his holidays with Nkeletseng and marked only a few. He has more than
three classes, from the FET phase and two from the senior phase. He's a language teacher,
marking paper 1 and 2 is easy, but 3 is a lot of work and needs focus. He usually starts with
them, but since Nkele was here in the holidays, he didn't want to make her feel lonely and
focused on work, so he marked paper 1— the easiest.
Now, she's angry. Is he being an empty promiser for not keeping his promises of going to
see her this weekend, or Nkeletseng is just unfair on him? That's what they actually had an
argument about. She says he promised to come last weekend, but he flopped and did the
same thing again this weekend.
Philani: Isn't she being unreasonable? She has to understand that this is work. I can't fly
over there for sex, leaving work here. It's been two weeks since the schools reopened, and
the reports haven't been issued out. Isn't that insane?
Nhlakanipho: Explain it to her.
Philani: I did, but she's being hard-headed. I can't keep explaining and apologizing to
Nkeletseng like she's a kid who's angry over a candy.
Nhlakanipho: Be patient with her, Lani. Remember, this person was in a relationship with
someone who was closer, and they probably fvcked every chance they got. It's not even
about sex. She probably feels lonely.
Philani: Then she should focus on her studies, Nhla. I'll make time when I get a chance.
A knock comes through. Philani lets out a sigh. It must be Puleng. Philani gave her some of
the scripts to mark, and she surprisingly marked them well, so he called her over to help
him with the rest. Maybe, just maybe if they happen to finish early, he'll fly to Durban.
Puleng: Dumelang.
Philani: Hi. Come on in, how are you?
Puleng: I'm good sir, how are you?
Philani: I'm okay. Remember my brother?
Puleng: Oh, yes. Hi, sir.
Nhlakanipho: Sure.
He greets nonchalantly and focuses on his brother.
Nhlakanipho: Lani, I wanted us to have a conversation about something, but I'll pop by
tomorrow.
Philani: You can come later.
Nhlakanipho: I'll be with my girl. She's spending the night over, so I won't be able to.
Philani: Oh? I thought she wasn't allowed.
Nhlakanipho: Who would stop Rori from getting what she wants? I also want her in my
arms tonight. It's cold. We'll talk, bafo, get to work, and remember to give Kele a call.
Philani: I've been trying to call her. She's ignoring me on purpose. I didn't know she could
be this childish. She'll call me back when she has calmed down.
Nhla finished off his drink and stepped out of the house. Philani's face softened, giving
Puleng a smile, though his mind wasn't with him. He was worried about Kele, and no matter
how he tries to make it look like he doesn't care, he does, and a lot.
Philani: Please make yourself at home. I'll be back.
Philani jogs upstairs, with his phone on his ear, trying to reach Nkele.
Nkele: Philani.
Philani: Hey, baby.
Nkele: What do you want?
Philani: I'm just checking up on you. How are you?
Nkele: I'm fine.
Philani: Call me once you have calmed down. I don't have energy for this, honestly.
He disconnects the call and sighs.
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RORISANG
Guess who's the Bentley Bentayga owner? Take a quick guess. Thabiso? Nope. Take another
guess, yes? Rorisang? Oh, yes. Rori G? Das right! I wished to have Bentley at the age of 17
when I was making a wish on my 15th birthday, and now, God has answered the prayer!
Papers? Done. Everything is done, and in my name. I couldn't be happier. I couldn't take
Nhla out last weekend, but this weekend, I made a plan! Remember my new desk mate,
Mpumelelo? Girl is my favorite person right now because tell me why she backed me up and
said we have a study group together to my brother?
I'm going to sleep on his chest today, thanks to Mpumi, the new desk mate. I should make
her my friend, she's for keeps. I even asked her to keep my new Bee at her brother's house
until I managed to talk to Thabiso about this.
I'm going out with Nhla today. He's lucky that he'll be the first passenger. Lord, it smells so
good. When my future father-in-law called a day before yesterday, I couldn't help myself. I
took a few pictures with Mpumi's phone, but I can't upload them now.
I'll soon do that, and I can't actually wait to write, "Thank you for the gift, Father-in-law."
What a lucky daughter-in-law I am. Mr K senior deserves everything good coming his way.
I'll get him something too, to thank him— with his money, duh. But not now, maybe when I
have given my man a ride with my new wheels!
Thabiso: You better behave, Rorisang.
Me: I always do.
Thabiso: You never do. Please don't snore. You'll scare those poor girls.
Me: I don't snore.
Thabiso: Of course you do.
What? Thabiso better not ruin my mood. I don't snore, Nhla would've long told me. No! I'd
be embarrassed if he ever did, but I really don't snore.
He gives me a side hug before letting me get in the Uber. Yep, he doesn't drive me today, and
I'm glad!
–
I honked, parking at Nhlakanipho's place. He smiled, stepping out of the yard. Lord, you
blessed me with a very fine tall man. He's wearing Jonathan D black and white shoes, black
jeans, polo neck, and a leather jacket. He also has a winter hat on, so very suitable for his
head!
His smile is replaced by a shock, yep, Baba, I'm a Bentley driver— your perfect match!
Nhlakanipho: Rori?
Me: Unbelievable, right?
I asked with a smile plastered on my face as I stepped out of the car. He's looking all over it
like he has never seen this kind of car. His shock is replaced by a sudden seriousness.
Nhlakanipho: Who bought you this?
Me: Is that what you're going to ask? Baby, let's get in, please. We have a shopping to do!
Come on, I'm going to get you anything you want.
I hold his hand, putting on the scrunchie his father bought me. I recalled he once kept my
scrunchie, so I suppose he would like to keep this one. He can go to his father's house
wearing it, I don't mind.
Nhlakanipho: You owe me answers.
Me: I know, let's get going first! I'll answer all your questions after our long day!
He laughs as I open the door for him, like how he always opens for me. I walk to my side and
jump in.
Nhlakanipho: It smells so good.
Me: I know, right! Here, let's have some Maynards while listening to 'Always Be My Baby' by
Mariah Carey..
What did I say, good people? I hope future father-in-law won't die out of heart attack when
he finds out, but either way, I'll pay my respect as his future daughter-in-law and attend his
funeral with my new baby— the baby he got me. The old man will be fine and learn to stay
out of his grown-up kids' lives.
Me: (sings along) Always be my baby!
I touched his bearded, pulling his chin closer and pecked his lips. The traffic lights turned
green, I pulled away and smiled, driving off. Glancing at him, he was staring, with a smile
that exposed his dimple. Kodwa how does father-in-law expect me to leave this fine man?
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 59 (UNEDITED)
NKELETSENG
It's quiet in her room. Only her music over the headphones can be heard, as well as the
papers she keeps flipping whilst studying. A heavy sigh escapes her lips as she leans back on
her study chair. She turns off the music and takes the headphones off her ears.
No message notifications or missed calls come through her phone as she turns off the flight
mode. Philani only reacted on her last text on WhatsApp and didn't say anything. She feels
her heart breaking, blaming herself for being a little too much on him and being
inconsiderate. She has to understand that Philani is working, and being a teacher requires a
lot. She just misses him, and being untouched for too long isn't something she's used to. Not
getting intimate, but being close to her man.
Before their call earlier, Philani had mistakenly called her, and she heard how he
complained to his brother about her being childish. Maybe he was right. If only Rori had her
phone with her, they would've talked about it and Kele would've felt a little better.
"Hi,"
Kele sends Philani a text via WhatsApp which is only one tick. She suddenly feels scared to
press the call button. She doesn't know if she'll be too much on him.
After an eternity, Kele finally beats her fears and gets the courage to call Philani. As it rings,
her heart pounds, until it takes her to voice-mail. Will it be too much if she calls twice?
Maybe this is a sign that he's busy. Two missed calls wouldn't be too much, she guesses.
There it goes again, ringing until the last ring. Oh, it's picked up. There's some shuffling
before a soft voice speaks over. Kele's brows furrow in question.
"Philani stepped out for a second. Can I take the message?"
Nkele: And who are you?
"Puleng, his mentee."
Mentee? It's Saturday, and in the afternoon, so there's no way he could be at school. What is
this girl doing at her man's place, but Kele decides to cool down, and not act insecure.
Nkele: Tell him to get back to me.
Puleng: Sure.
"I got pizza, and wings. I hope you're not allergic to..."
The call disconnected. Nkele's heart sank, as she thought of the worst. She quickly shakes off
her thoughts, telling herself that her man is trustworthy and wouldn't do anything stupid to
jeopardize their relationship.
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Later on, Kele finished off with her studies. She made herself some noodles, and watched a
series while eating. She's living in single rented room, away from home and closer to
campus.
Her mind isn't actually on the series. Hours have passed, so what could've kept Philani so
busy? He didn't even reply to her text, but it was now double ticks.
Giving him a call would be better than texting him and getting ignored again. Maybe this is
his way of breaking up with her, but Nkele wants to hear it from him so she can find a way
to move on.
Philani: Sure.
And that's the way he's now answering her calls, great. Kele swallows before speaking.
Nkele: Hey.
Philani: What's up?
Nkele: Uhm... we last talked in the morning, so I was checking up on you.
Philani: Have you calmed down?
Nkele: Yes. I called you earlier and your mentee answered your phone. Didn't she tell you I
called?
Philani: It must've slipped her mind.
Nkele: Oh...
But that girl dropped the call when Philani walked in. Nkele lets it go because Philani
somehow sounds cold, and it breaks Kele's heart. She wets her lips, before clearing her
throat.
Nkele: I... I'm sorry.
Philani: Sorry?
Nkele: Yes. I realized that I was being inconsiderate, and didn't think clearly. I'm sorry for
acting childishly. It was really out of line.
Philani: I'm glad you noticed. It's okay.
Nkele: Are you still busy? Was I disturbing?
Philani: No. I just finished with marking and entering the marks, thanks to my mentee I
managed to finish in time.
Nkele: Oh... uhm... I guess we'll talk.
Philani: Are you okay?
No! She's not okay, and him being so cold towards her doesn't make anything less easier for
her. A lump forms on her throat, she quickly swallows it.
Nkele: Yes.
She replies, her voice inaudible. She didn't intend to whisper, but her voice betrayed her.
Philani: Nkele?
Nkele: I'm okay. Are you?
Philani: What's wrong now?
He sounds annoyed. Nkele doesn't know if she should speak out her feelings now. Isn't he
aware that he's being cold?
Nkele: I don't think this will work.
She blurts out. Honestly, if they're already having issues now, and Philani isn't even making
any effort but already gets tired of her, she better call it quits.
Philani: What?
Nkele: This long distance relationship, Philani, it won't work.
Philani: We just had misunderstanding once and you already think our relationship won't
work?
Nkele: You're cold, Philani. You firstly complained to your brother about me being childish,
in front of your so-called mentee. I just got mad because you kept failing to keep your
promises, and suddenly I'm the bad guy. You took the whole day without talking to me, and
if I complain about that, you'll say I'm being clingy. You ignore my texts on WhatsApp, and
gives your mentee free access to answer your phone, and if I complain, you'll say I'm being
insecure. We haven't been dating for long, but I'm already drained, Philani. I don't need such
draining relationship. I need a healthy one, but I don't think you're the perfect one to give
me that.
Philani: Are you breaking up with me?
Nkele: For my own sanity, yes.
Philani: Okay.
Just like that? Wow, she should've known. What happened to, "I'll make sure you don't
regret leaving Khumo?" Philani is just so unbelievable. Did he... did he just drop the call on
her? She chuckles in disbelief, glaring at her screen.
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RORISANG
Well! What a great day spent with my man. We went for a thirty minutes drive before
heading to the shops. We bought a few clothes, not much since the money wasn't that much.
Went to the salon to get my hair done. I just did a straight back, which suits me so well and
Nhla just trimmed.
I'm scrolling through Nhlakanipho's phone, smiling at the pictures we took and the pictures
of my car. My Bentley!
Nhlakanipho: Come on, Nana. I just fixed us a bath.
Me: Oh, you're such a life saver.
He comes my way and picks me from the couch. I giggle, wrapping my hands around his
neck as he walks us to the bathroom.
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After taking a bath, I feel my body relaxed and refreshed. I wore my new comfortable and
warm pajamas before getting undercovers.
Nhlakanipho said he'll be busy with something work related before coming to bed. I wanted
to call Nkele and tell her about all this since the phone I bought only allows phone calls, not
WhatsApp, but I want to surprise her.
I smile, thinking of what went down today. I had a great day, and the more I spend a minute
with Nhla, the more I fall harder for him. I want him to be mine forever. Yes, I want him to
deflower me, that's how much I trust him with my purity.
Nhlakanipho: Dollface wami.
He snaps me out of my thoughts. I didn't even hear him get in the room. We're at his
mansion anyway. He says he doesn't want me to sleep at that small house, but he hasn't told
me the reason behind that. Otherwise I think I like it more here.
He gets undercovers, pulling me closer to him and pecks my hair.
Me: You're cold.
Nhlakanipho: You're not, so you'll warm me up.
Me: Mara baby...
Nhlakanipho: Mhh? Uyangithanda, angithi? So prove it.
Me: I thought I proved it by spending on you.
Nhlakanipho: Did you think spending on me was a proof that you love me?
Me: Yes, like how you spend on me.
Nhlakanipho: That's how it should be, Nana. I'm a man, and a man is a provider. You're my
girl, and I should spend on you.
I snuggle closer to him. He pulls me even closer, and now I'm just like a baby, fitting enough
in his arms. I love it here.
Me: I love spending on you too.
Nhlakanipho: And I appreciate it.
I tilt my head up, looking at him. He looks down at me, smiling slightly before leaning over
for a kiss. Our kiss isn't rushed, but slow. He bites my lower lip, and deepened the kiss,
holding me closer.
My breath hitches, as his hands run over my back, down to my arse. He squeezes my butt,
pulling my lower body closer to him while breathing heavily against my face. His dic is
already up, poking my tummy.
His phone rings from the bed nightstand. I pull away, he curses, with his eyes closed.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck!
Me: Your phone.
Nhlakanipho: Let it be.
He whispers breathless, pulling me for another kiss. Now a hurried one. He gets on top of
me, between my legs. My nana is already throbbing with moist.
His hands slides under my top pajama, up to my boobs. His lips leaves mine, heading down
to my neck. My breathing has changed, already being the most loudest thing in the room.
Me: Mhh, Nhla...
His phone doesn't stop ringing, until he stops, still breathing heavily.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck, let me take it.
Me: (whispers) Okay.
He gets off the bed, answering whoever called whilst standing in the middle of the room. I
take off my pajamas in the meantime because this man needs to take care of my throbbing
coochie. He can't just let me be.
Nhlakanipho: What?
His tone has changed, as he turned to my direction. He's slowly getting back his normal
breathing. After a little while, he disconnects the call, and glares at me with a different look.
Me: Wh-what is it?
Nhlakanipho: Where did you get that car?
His tone has also changed. I sit up straight, swallowing. His eyes are piercing like a needle,
making me fake my laugher.
Me: I... I told you mos babe.
Nhlakanipho: Am I stupid, in your eyes?
When did our mood change to this? Are we not going to finish up with what we started? I
get off the bed, naked, and walk towards him. He steps back.
Nhlakanipho: Are you not going to answer me?
Me: Babe...
Nhlakanipho: Don't 'Babe' me, Rorisang. How do you do what you did? Does our
relationship even matter in your eyes?
Me: Yes. I...
Nhlakanipho: Don't touch me.
He steps back, his voice bold and scary.
Nhlakanipho: How do you take a car and money from my father in the expense of our
relationship?
Me: But I didn't break up with you.
Nhlakanipho: So you think it's just going to stay like that? My father isn't as stupid as you
think, Rorisang. Just know our relationship has come to an end.
Me: Are you breaking up with me?
Nhlakanipho: You broke up with me the minute you took money from my father, and signed
the car paperwork. I can't believe you've always been this stupid.
Did he... did he just call me stupid? Wh-where is he going?
Me: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Leave me alone.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 60 (UNEDITED)
RORISANG
I throw on the robe, and follow him out. He looks angry, or even way beyond that, but I, as
his girl, need to press some buttons and calm him down. I needed that car, and him out of all
people should know how much that car means to me. Money? Everyone loves money, and I
needed some. Since I've been misbehaving, I haven't been getting my allowance, so I had to
make a plan.
Me: Where are you going?
He's taking his car keys. It's damn late in the night. He can't be leaving me alone in this huge
house whereas I made all the means to come all the way here and spend my time with him.
Me: Nhla?
I can't keep up with his pace. His long legs takes about five steps I take, so my voice stops
him. He doesn't turn around, but his heavy sigh is very audible.
I stand in front of him, blocking his way. Why is this man so angry? It's not like I broke up
with him, or his father will do anything about it. I did whatever I did knowing what I was
doing.
Me: It's late, where are you going?
Nhlakanipho: I need to clear my head.
Me: I can clear it up for you.
Nhlakanipho: Do you think before you speak? Do you even think at all?
That's an insult! A very heartbreaking insult, but I'm not going to take it to heart.
Me: Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: You ruined our night.
Me: I didn't do anything. You're just acting up.
Nhlakanipho: You're unbelievable. Is this how it feels to date a teenager?
Me: You've hurt me with words three times now, Nhlakanipho. Calling me a stupid, saying I
don't think and now you're questioning our relationship?
Nhlakanipho: You're frustrating me, Rorisang! How do you take money, and even go to an
extent of taking a car?
Well, I demanded that car, but I obviously wouldn't say that. He's furious, and I'll never get
why. I wasn't planning to break up with him.
Nhlakanipho: Do you know what kind of a man my father is?
Me: Will he make me leave you? Well, does he know the kind of a girl I am?
Nhlakanipho: I don't have time for this.
Me: Nhla...
He walks towards the kitchen door that leads to the garage.
Me: Are you going to leave me alone here? Nhlakanipho!
I failed to soften him. He has disappeared in the garage. I hear the garage door opening, his
engine already running. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to do what I did. I saw this in Kdrama,
but they don't actually take the money, why did I? I just thought it was fun, maybe he's right,
I don't think at all.
I head back to the bedroom, and get under the warm blankets, still naked. I was looking
forward to get my nana licked and sucked. He obviously wasn't in the mood, and I just came
here for nothing.
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IMANI
The air around her suddenly become thick, like they just didn't have a steamy session. Did
Thabiso really have to drop such a bomb on her like this? She doesn't know how to respond
to that. Her heart is beating fast against her chest.
Thabiso: Please say something.
Imani: What am I supposed to say, Thabiso? This is shocking. Yo-you actually have an 8 year
old girl?
Thabiso: I... I didn't know, okay? I just found out recently.
Imani: Oh...
Imani gets off the bed, clearly with disbelief. She doesn't believe what Thabiso says one bit!
He just waited for the perfect moment to tell the truth. An 8 year old? Where's her mother?
Imani didn't even ask. She disappears in the ensuite, and wash her face. She sighs, looking at
her reflection.
Thabiso walks behind her, and grabs her waist gently before planting a soft kiss on her
back. Imani's body is already reacting to his touch, but her poor fragile heart refuses to
accept what he just confessed.
Thabiso: (whispers) You're so beautiful.
Imani: Where is her mother?
Thabiso: She's present. She was actually planning to pin this on the other man, but I couldn't
let that happen. Can we please go to sleep, so I can explain this clearly tomorrow?
Imani: Mxm.
She walks away from him, walking back to the bedroom. Thabiso let out a heavy sigh,
following behind her.
Imani: I don't know how do you expect me to sleep after dropping that bomb on me. I need
explanations, Thabiso. Are we perhaps just hooking up here?
Thabiso: What? No. How can you ask that, mara rato laka? (My love)
He holds both of her hands, and plants soft kisses on top of them. He looks up in her eyes,
holding her gaze.
Thabiso: Remember when I went Durban? I had to take back the rented car, that's when I
saw her.
Imani: An ex-girlfriend?
Thabiso: You can say that. I instantly felt a connection with the child she was walking with. I
could feel it, baby, and her resembling Rori couldn't help. I had to dig in, because I can't let
my baby get raised by another man, my love.
Imani: So, the mother, isn't actually... I mean, she doesn't like you?
Thabiso: (laughs) What? No. Is that what you're afraid of?
Imani: I don't want to be in a relationship where I have to doubt you or our relationship.
I've been happy, and... and the last thing I want is a woman who's interested in my man.
She lost Lloyd because of being in love with Thabiso. The last thing is being cheated on
because she knows a woman can get obsessed over a man.
Thabiso: I'm only yours, rato laka. I don't easily get tempted, well, I'm the least man she
likes.
Imani: If you say that, I believe you. I'm happy that you told me the truth.
Thabiso: I was serious when I said I don't want secrets in our relationship, and I had to
practice what I preach.
Imani: Ngiyakthanda.
Thabiso: Kao rata lenna, my love.
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NKELETSENG
A knock makes her frown as she isn't expecting any visitor. She was keeping herself busy
with studies to avoid to overthink about her breakup with Philani. Studying is what keeps
her mind away from thinking what happens in her life.
Another knock, now getting rough. It better not be other students who come and shit on her
with nonsense. The person is persistent and even gets rough on knocking.
Nkele: Who the fvck are you?
She unlocks her door and opens. Her eyes widen to what comes across. Philani pushes the
door, walking further inside.
Nkeletseng slowly closes the door, and turns to his direction. His back is against her, and his
heavy breath can be heard.
Nkele: Philani...
Philani: Uhlukana nobani? (Who are you breaking up with?)
He takes a turn, facing Nkele with furrowed eyebrows. His hands find comfort and get
buried deep in his pockets.
Nkele: Huh?
Philani: Am I joke to you?
Nkele: Uhm... No...
Philani: Is our relationship a joke, Nkeletseng? Mhh?
Nkele: No, Philani, it's not...
Philani: Usithathaphi isibindi sokuhlukana nami? (Where do you get the courage to break
up with me?)
He's fuming, but trying to keep himself calm. Nkele can see anger from his darkened eyes,
and they're making her feel unease. She has never seen this side of him. Philani takes steps
towards her, glaring at her.
Philani: Am I alone in here, or have you suddenly become deaf?
Nkele: No...
Philani: Then why are you not answering me?
Nkele: I'm sorry. I just thought it was the best thing to do, Philani. You kept failing to keep
your promises, and you suddenly changed your tone and spoke coldly to me. I have a fragile
heart, Philani. I couldn't take it. You were with a girl in your house, and... I didn't want to
sound insecure, but she answered your phone and...
Philani: And you thought break up was the solution?
Nkele: (whispers) Yes.
Philani grabbed her neck, making her face him before smashing his lips against hers. Nkele,
with a pounding heart, responded to the kiss. It somehow calmed her nerves down. Philani
pulled away, staring into her eyes.
Philani: You're not leaving me, uyangizwa?
Nkele: I...
Philani: You're mine, Nkeletseng. Mine alone.
He kisses her again, pinning her against her door. Nkele kissed him back, pulling him closer.
She loves this man, and the way she's in love with him, scares her. They both pulled out,
Nkele bit her lower lip, looking down on his chest.
Philani: I thought communication was your love language. Speaking out your feelings
doesn't mean you're insecure. Puleng is my mentee, and was just helping me out with
marking. I didn't mean to be cold towards you. Heck, I wasn't even aware that I was being
cold and hurting your feelings. Ngicela uxolele indoda yakho.
Nkele: It's fine.
Philani: Sthandwa sami...
Nkele: I forgive you, Philani.
She escapes his grip, walking to her single bed and sits on the edge of it. Philani follows her,
and sits next to her.
Philani: I was being unfair on you, sthandwa sami. Nami ngiya bona, ngiyaxolisa.
Nkele: You hurt my feelings.
Philani: That's why I'm apologizing, my love. I won't do what I did again, I pro...
Nkele: Don't promise me anything.
Philani: Hawu kodwa mama...
Nkele: You don't keep them, and you know it.
Philani: Don't talk like that, we both know the only promises I broke were only me
promising to visit you.
Nkele: It's one and the same thing.
Philani pulls her to sit on his lap and kisses her cheek.
Philani: I'm sorry again, for not keeping my promise. Nawe, you can't just break up with me
over one, first misunderstanding. We're still going far with this relationship, sthandwa sami.
Nkele: I just hated to hear you were with another girl.
Philani: We were marking scripts, baby.
Nkele: You also brought her pizza and wings... and maybe a drink.
Philani: (chuckles) Kodwa mama, how can I make someone work for hours without getting
something for her to eat? Okay, let me apologize again. I won't let her or any other girl next
to me again.
Nkele: Okay, I trust you.
She really mean what she's saying. She trusts him, but who she doesn't trust is that girl. It
doesn't even help that they'll be together for more weeks while she will be here.
Philani: Ngibheke phela... ngithanda wena kuphela, uyezwa?
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 61 (UNEDITED)
NHLAKANIPHO
He's woken up by a banging headache. He groans slightly, opening his eyes. The
different ceiling comes across his eyes. Oh, he drove to his other house after having a
few drinks. What he doesn't remember is picking up a girl and driving all over here with
her.
His heart skips a bit as his lazy eyes fall on someone sleeping next to him. Fvck, no!
How... when... did this happen?
He jumps out of the bed. Thankfully, his sweatpants are still on. He's just shirtless. He
scratches his head and shakes the girl.
Nhlakanipho: Hey! Hey! Hey!
His husky hoarse voice echoes in the room. The girl rolls over, stretching her arms.
Damn no! Inganathi? How did he end up here with this woman?
Inganathi: Oh, hey, handsome.
Nhlakanipho: What the fvck, Inganathi!?
His hands are actually shaking. His heart isn't giving him any mercy, its heartbeat is
accelerating, and the more he thinks about Rorisang, the more his heartbeat increases.
Nhlakanipho: How did you get here?
Inganathi: Oh, I drove you here.
Nhlakanipho: What?
Inganathi: Your father called me and asked me to drive you here. You were damn
wasted.
He's not surprised. He takes a look at her. She's only in her thong. He swallows, thinking
of the worst.
Nhlakanipho: Get dressed, and leave my house.
Inganathi: Thank you for the great night, Daddy. I'll get dressed.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't fvck you.
Inganathi: You did, and roughly so.
She walks past him, kissing his chest and heads up to the ensuite. Nhlakanipho's
headache isn't backing down. It hurts him like hell, but he doesn't even care. Rorisang is
owning his mind right now.
He didn't even take his phone. Okay, Nhla, relax, nothing happened. If something
happened, they would be both naked. He heads out to have something to ease his
headache.
As soon as he gets to the kitchen, a car parks on the driveway. The only Bentley he
knows. A knock follows, a hurried knock.
Rorisang: Nhla! Nhla, I saw your car, please open.
Dammit! He feels his world spinning, and he's stuck with no way out. He holds on to the
counter, trying to keep himself calm. He's losing her.
Rorisang: I'm sorry. I will take back the car and money. Please, open up. We need to talk.
He swallows and walks to the door. It's cold outside, and he knows how Rori hates the
coldness and how it treats her. She must be already shivering.
Rorisang: Nhla...? I'm sorry...
He opens the door, his face already selling him out. Rori doesn't even read his face but
throws herself on him. Damn, she's so cold. He pushes the door closed and wraps his
arms around her.
Rorisang: I know you're mad at me, but I promise, I'll do better. I'll grow up and think
before I speak. I'll be the mature girlfriend you want.
Nhlakanipho: Rori...
Rorisang: Just don't... don't be angry at me, kao kopa.
Nhlakanipho: I'm not angry at you.
His deep, hoarse voice fills the kitchen. Rori shoots up her red eyes at him. She doesn't
look like she was crying, but she actually didn't sleep at all. Fvck, Nhla! Why would you
leave her all night alone?
Rorisang: You're not?
Nhlakanipho: I just wanted to be alone for some time.
Rorisang: I know I must've upset you, but I honestly didn't think you would take it like
that. I was just scamming your father because he's trying all by means to take you away
from me.
Nhlakanipho: You should've told me, though.
Rorisang: I know, I'm sorry.
Nhlakanipho: I should be the one apologizing. I wasn't supposed to leave you alone like
that.
"But you did. Just to spend your night with me."
Nhla clenched his jaws without turning to Inganathi's direction. Rori moved away,
taking a clear look at Inga. She frowned, looking at Nhla and back Inga.
Inganathi walked towards her, smirking whilst folding her arms. She looked down at
Rori since she's a little taller than her.
Inganathi: That shows you should leave old men alone and focus on your peers.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, let's...
Rorisang: And how does it feel to be a night owl?
Inganathi: What?
Rorisang: He only sees you at night, doesn't it? And you having big eyes doesn't help.
You're just a night owl that's being used.
Inganathi: You're insulting me, you little rascal!
Rorisang: I'm telling the truth. Did you think I'd leave my man because of you? Your
time has run out, granny! You're calling me a kid, right? That only means you're nothing
but an old stinking grandmother!
Inga raised her hand to slap Rori, but Nhla was quick enough to get between them,
holding Inganathi's hand.
Nhlakanipho: Don't you dare.
Inganathi: Didn't you just hear her, Nhla? She...
Rorisang: Let her hit me, sthandwa sami. Let her, because it's clear that she likes hurting
others, but hates getting hurt. Weren't you just bragging how Nhla left me all night for
you? Mamela hee, you're nothing but a bubble gum that has run out of sugar. That's why
he used you all night and spat you out like a chewed bubble gum in the morning, coming
running back to me— where he belongs.
Rorisang said, folding her arms. Nhla just looked at her in disbelief, not believing that's
what she thought, but relieved that she wasn't leaving him.
Rorisang: Put on your shirt, baby. I'll be waiting for you in the car so we can head back
to the mansion.
She took a last look at Inga and smirked, walking out. Nhla pushed Inga away. Trying to
digest what just transpired in front of him. Was that Rori? Why isn't she angry?
Nhlakanipho: You better leave.
Inganathi: Are you proud?
Nhlakanipho: What?
Inganathi: Are you proud of dating that minor?
Nhlakanipho: Inga, leave before she thinks we're busy in here. You already caused
damage in my relationship. If you keep pushing me, I'll bur¥ you alive. That's a promise.
He pushed her out and shut the door behind him. He didn't waste time but rushed to put
on his shirt and a hoodie.
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That woman has left, but the lump on my throat hasn't. I keep swallowing, but it doesn't
seem to move from my throat. Nhlakanipho looked guilty, and I'm wondering if I didn't
come here, would he have been honest with me?
I watch him walking out of the house. I quickly wipe away my tears and smile as he
jumps in the passenger seat. I bring the engine to life, and he holds my hand, stopping
me from driving out. I kill the engine, looking at him.
Nhlakanipho: Can we please talk?
Me: Talk about what, Nhla? It's fine, I understand.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't sleep with her.
Me: And I believe you.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Me: I understand, Nhla. You were angry, and I'm the one who drove you to her. If I was
honest with you, you wouldn't have driven all the way here to be with another woman.
My voice shook. I swallowed, trying to put a smile on, but tears betrayed me and rolled
down my cheeks.
Nhlakanipho: I... I wasn't...
Me: You left me alone all night at your house, only to be with her. I understand because
she even gives you what I don't give you, so it's okay.
Nhlakanipho: Will you give me a chance to explain?
Me: I don't need explanations. I will understand either way. She's trying to tear us apart,
right? Remember we promised to fight for our love?
I look at him tearfully. He swallows and curses "fuck" scratching his head. I force my
smile, facing aside.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't... I didn't sleep with her.
Me: Okay.
Nhlakanipho: Rori.
Me: She just got here?
Nhlakanipho: No. I went to have a drink at the club yesterday, so I ended up having
more than I planned.
Me: Oh, so she came to the rescue and took you home?
Nhlakanipho: She says so, but I don't remember. My father asked her to. I don't
remember anything, Nana. I just...
Me: So where did she sleep? In the guestroom?
That's where she could have possibly slept in. This is a two bedroom house. He gives me
a guilty look, nodding. So, we're lying to each other now?
Me: Okay. Can I drive out now?
Nhlakanipho: Are you okay?
Me: Yes. I need to go back home, so let's go, unless you're taking your car.
Nhlakanipho: It's fine, let's go. I need to freshen up and get some painkillers for
headache.
Me: Okay.
I put on some music whilst driving out. From his place, I'll be taking this car back. I
shouldn't have taken it in the first place. I just didn't think it would push Nhla into
another woman's arms. Nkele was right. Nhla wouldn't be able to wait for me. He will
keep cheating on me with that woman. What am I saying? She is his ex-fiancèe, maybe
that's why she has so much access to him. His family loves and approves her. Will I be
able to do this? Will I be able to fight this? I mean, I'm just a 17 year old, grade 11th
learner.
Nhlakanipho: Rori.
Me: Mhh?
Nhlakanipho: Nothing happened. I promise.
Me: I believe you, babe.
Nhlakanipho: Then why are you crying?
Me: Huh?
I snap out, and stop by the red traffic light, wiping tears I wasn't aware of. I chuckle,
glancing at him.
Me: It's probably this song. It's too emotional.
Nhlakanipho: Sannere's song?
Me: Yes.
Nhlakanipho: Let me drive. You're not okay.
Me: I'll be fine.
I drive off, taking a turn to his mansion. After a little while I park by the gate. He looks at
me with a frown.
Me: I'll just grab my things and leave. I need to fix my school uniform.
Nhlakanipho: It's still early, though.
Me: I know, that's why I need to go. I usually do that at this time.
Nhlakanipho: Okay.
I step out of the car, and he follows after me. As soon as we get inside, I head to the
bedroom to grab my stuff. He watches every move I make until I finish up.
Me: Thanks. We'll talk later.
Nhlakanipho: Please wait, I'll drive you home. You don't want your brother to see the
car, do you?
Me: I'm taking the car back.
Nhlakanipho: What? Why?
Me: Because I shouldn't have taken it. You wouldn't have left me alone for another
woman if I didn't take it.
I force a smile, walking out with my small bag. I grab my small phone and car keys from
the coffee table and walk out. I jump in the car and let out a sigh.
A knock on the window startles me a bit. Nhlakanipho! I don't know why he's following
me around like a hungry dog. I roll down the window.
Nhlakanipho: Please step out.
I do as instructed. He takes a deep breath before glaring deep in my eyes.
Nhlakanipho: Let's... let's break up.
My heart skips. I look at him, searching for a sign of joke, but he's not joking.
Me: (whispers) What?
Nhlakanipho: Let's end this, Rorisang.

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CHAPTER 62 (UNEDITED)
RORISANG
He's serious. The look he's giving me is not the one I'm used to. I found him with another
woman. Why is he the one breaking up with me? I'm the one who's supposed to dump his
arse! I'm the hurt one here! Why is he doing this to me? He left me in his house, going to the
club and met his fiancée there. They took each other and went to his other house together!
And he... he breaks up with me?
Me: You don't mean that.
Nhlakanipho: I do. I really do mean that.
Me: Are you getting back together with her?
That could be the only reason. He spends one night with her, and we suddenly have to end
our relationship? Great!
Nhlakanipho: No.
Me: Oh? Is it because we don't get intimate?
Nhlakanipho: Do you think I'd do that, Rorisang? No. You're hurt. I can see it in your eyes,
you're broken, and it's my fault. I hate seeing you like this.
Me: I said I'm fine.
Nhlakanipho: But you're not. It's not the first time ngik'hurt, Rorisang. Since we started
dating, our happiness is always short-lived. I can't do that to you.
Tears blur my vision as I stare right back at him. I try to hold his hand. He takes a step back,
putting his hands in his pockets. I feel my heart breaking at this, but I'm trying to keep my
tears within my eyes.
Me: I can't even hold your hand now?
Nhlakanipho: We need to break up, I'm serious. This isn't working.
Me: You're breaking my heart, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: It will get better with time, rather than being with me and keeping getting
your heart broken in the future. This is for your own good.
Me: But I love you.
Nhlakanipho: Maybe love isn't just enough, Rorisang. You can keep the car.
Me: Nhla... Nhlakanipho!
He walks away and disappears in the house. I take a step forward but stop myself. I would
look desperate, wouldn't I? He doesn't want me anymore, and that's why he's breaking up
with me. I should accept that and stay away from him.
Tears stream down my face. I wipe them away and smile faintly. He's doing it for my own
good, right? He's just caring. I hop back in the car and take my phone texting him.
"I thought you said love conquers all. Didn't you say I shouldn't give up, then why are you
giving up? You said we should fight for our relationship, Nhla. Why are you suddenly giving
up?"
I can't see if he has seen it because it's a message, not a WhatsApp text. I type another one.
"You're doing this for me? Who said you can fight without getting hurt, Nhla? How do you
expect me to fight for our relationship without getting hurt? Of course, I will get hurt in the
way. Are you letting them win?"
I start the car after composing myself and drive out, heading home. Thabiso is in, meaning
he's left his girlfriend's place because he doesn't work on Sundays.
Thabiso: Haibo, and then?
Me: Hi, biggie.
I throw the keys on the counter and pour myself a glass of water. He takes the car, widening
his eyes. Yes, it has the key holder that's written 'Rori G' and my Bentley isn't the same one
as Nhlakanipho's.
Thabiso: Bentley?
Me: Yes.
Thabiso: Do you want to kill me with a heart attack?
Me: No. I got that as a bribe, and I couldn't say no.
Thabiso: Rorisang.
Me: It's from Nhlakanipho's father, biggie. I demanded it after the cash he gave me.
I said the last sentence in a low voice because it's a literally embarrassing thing to do. His
look has proved me right. He's disappointed and embarrassed on my behalf.
Thabiso: I sometimes wonder how we're related. You could be demanding and taking that
poor old man's money and still go on seeing him.
Am I that disappointing? Yes, because there he is, leaving me here. He's obviously going to
tell Uncle Pule, and I might get transferred again. They transferred me here thinking I would
go back together with Mkhuseli if I stayed in Durban, and now I'm misbehaving again,
dating someone 13 years older than me. I'll be transferring to boarding school soon, and if I
happen to date a teacher or security there to be able to sneak out, I'll be going to study
abroad. (Sighs) Why am I like this?
I secretly check my phone, Nhla hasn't replied to me. Maybe I should just try and forget
about him.
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NKELETSENG
Waking up in his arms will always be one of the things that puts a smile on Nkele's face. He's
still peacefully sleeping, with his hand gripping her waist. This is a single bed, and it can fit
both of them, but Philani insisted that she sleep on top of him.
He looks so fine, even in his sleep. Rori needs to get back her phone so they can catch up.
She needs to tell her how happy this man makes her feel. Nkele is glad that she got a single
room instead of a sharing one, God, it would've been hard to be this free.
Philani: You can stare as much as you want, baby.
Nkele: (giggles) Morning, babe.
Philani: Good morning, sthandwa sami.
His deep voice is deeper in the morning, which surprisingly makes her cl!t twitch. Nkele
plants a kiss on his lips, smiling. He's already hard down there.
Philani: How did you sleep?
Nkele: With you next to me? I slept well.
Philani: Next to you or underneath you?
Nkele: (giggles) Yes, that. How did you sleep?
Philani: Did we sleep? I think we just shut our eyes.
Nkele: Akere you couldn't let go of me.
Philani: I couldn't bring myself to. I still want you now.
He says, parting Nkele's buttocks. He slowly enters himself inside and immediately shuts his
eyes as Nkele gasps. They stay in that position without moving for a few seconds. Philani
opens his sleepy eyes, smirking mischievously.
Philani: (whispers) Your coochie will kill me one day.
Nkele responds with just a slight smile and moves her waist. She sits in the right position
and lets out a gasp with her hand on Philani's chest.
Nkele: Mhh...
Her waist moves slowly, trying to adjust to the little pain she's feeling. Philani meets her
halfway, and they both move in a perfect sync, both moaning and groaning to the pleassure.
Philani holds her waist tight, feeling her coochie getting hotter around his dic. Nkele holds it
in, lets go, holds in, and so on, moaning loudly. Lani goes crazy, shutting his eyes.
Philani: Uhh, fvck! Fvck, babyy!
Nkele: Oh, God!
She increases her pace, as well as her moans, and so does Philani. He gets up, sitting up
straight, holding her closer, groaning hard on her neck whilst moving at the same pace as
Nkele.
Nkele: Ahh baby! Wait...
Philani: Uhh shit! Oh, yes! Fvck Kele! You're so good.
He whispers, unable to hold himself. He growls louder, feeling Nkele's coochie clenching on
him. He holds her tighter as her body shakes. They both release and face each other with
lazy smiles plastered on their faces.
Lani kisses her on the forehead and smiles faintly.
Philani: Thank you.
Nkele gets off him to get a towel. Philani's phone beeps a message. He checks it and quickly
puts away his phone. Nkele noticed his sudden change of expression.
Nkele: Are you okay?
Philani: Mm, yes.
It goes ringing as he takes the towel, cleaning himself. Kele picks it up and sighs.
Nkele: It's Ms. K.
Philani: Oh, uhm... let it ring unanswered.
He clears his throat and gets off the bed.
Philani: I... I better get going.
Nkele: Already?
Philani: Yeah, I need to take a shower, baby. I'll order some breakfast for you.
Nkele: Oh...
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CHAPTER 63
PHILANI
Before anything, he orders breakfast for his girl and heads to the nearest hotel he arrived at
yesterday to take a quick shower. The message he received doesn't settle in well with him.
He needs to let Nhla know about this because he's the one who fvcking messed things up!
Just after taking a shower and wearing his warm clothes, he picks up his ringing phone. A
smile creeps on his face.
Philani: Mami, did you get your food?
Nkele: Yes, but what about you? Have you eaten?
Philani: You know I don't eat breakfast.
Nkele: But you didn't eat last night. You must be hungry.
Philani: I'm only hungry for you, baby.
Nkele: (giggles) Stop being so dirty! You had me almost all night and in the morning.
Having flashbacks already wakes his dic from its peaceful sleep. He'll never get tired of her.
Philani bites his lip, thinking of Nkele's warm nana.
Nkele: Baby?
Philani: I'm coming back to have more of you.
Nkele: (laughs) What? Don't be crazy, it's burning. Have mercy.
Philani: For now, I'll have mercy on it.
Nkele: (laughs) Thank you, and thank you for breakfast.
Philani: That's my job as indoda yakho.
A second of silence passes, but Lani can sense and see how blushing Nkele is. He loves her,
and he's sure that he's going to protect her and their love. That's what he vowed to do.
Philani: Mama.
Nkele: Mhh?
Philani: Indoda yakho iyakuthanda yezwa?
Nkele: I love him too.
Philani: I know, and I'll make sure our love is protected at all costs.
Nkele: (clears throat) If you don't mind me asking, who is Ms.K?
Philani: Oh, that's Puleng. Her last name is Khosana, so I saved her number like that.
Nkele: Okay.
Philani walks to the edge of the bed, sighing. She no longer trusts him, and it's his fault. He
even forgot Puleng had called him.
Philani: You don't need to think anything, baby. I don't know why she called, but I can add
her in the call, and we can both ask her.
Nkele: You don't have to do that, babe. I was just wondering why she would call you so early
on Sunday morning. I thought you said you were done marking.
Philani: I'm done, baby. I haven't called her back, that's why I'm suggesting that we call her
back.
Nkele: No, it's fine. Did something happen, though?
Philani: (frowns) What do you mean?
They may be having ups and downs or even have misunderstanding, but he'll never cheat
on Kele. No matter how down he is, he won't ever go out to find comfort in other girls. He
has a reason why he stayed single until Kele.
Nkele: Uhm... I saw your facial expression changing. I was afraid to ask you because you
were in a hurry with your mind all over the place.
Philani: Oh... about that... it's just, a family thing, babe. Not like I'm excluding you, but I don't
think I should go into deep details.
Nkele: Okay, love, whatever it is, I hope you'll be okay.
Philani: We'll be fine, sthandwa sami. Kanti ubani indoda yakho?
Nkele: Philani Khoza?
Philani: Uh-huh.
They both shared a laughter. They went on talking like they didn't just part ways until their
call disconnected. He smiles alone, before a thought distracted his mind.
He quickly sent Nhla a message, telling him about the text he received when a call came
through from Puleng. He sighs before answering the call but doesn't say anything.
Puleng: Hello?
Philani: Ms Khosana, hi.
Puleng: (laughs) Why are you being so formal? Unjani?
Philani: Ngingaksiza ngani, sisi?
Puleng: Haww, I was just... wondering if you managed to get enough sleep since we had a lot
of work to do yesterday.
Philani: I did. Thanks for checking on me, but I hope it's for the last time you randomly call
me like this. Let's keep things professional because you almost cost me my relationship. You
helped me yesterday, and I paid you for that, and even thanked you, so cut this behavior.
Asibona abangani, Angiyena umngane wakho, Puleng.
Puleng: Oh... I... I'm sorry... I thought...
Philani: You thought wrong. Awungitshele la wena, why didn't you tell me my woman called
yesterday? The nerve of even touching my phone and even deleting the call I got from my
woman, usithathaphi isbindi?
Puleng cleared her throat, unable to reply.
Philani: My kindness made you think I want you?
Puleng: No, I'm sorry. I didn't know she was your woman.
Philani: Why did you answer my phone?
Puleng: I'm sorry, Mr Khoza.
She disconnected the call. Philani looked at the screen and clicked his tongue. If only he had
a right to change his mentee, he would. God, it's going to be a long month of them working
together.
He presses the send button, sending Nhla a message.
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NHLAKANIPHO
He has lost count of the drinks he had since morning. His house is suddenly lonely and
boring. He's a deep house music listener, but they seem not to get to him. He keeps reading
the messages Rori sent, and he regrets taking this huge decision. He's the one who instilled
positive thoughts in her mind, but he comes again and breaks her little heart.
Khulekani called a few minutes ago, telling him that he's on his way to his house. He doesn't
want anyone, but who does Khulekani listen to? That old man is stubborn.
"Haaah! Don't do that, mahn, Nhlaa! (giggles)"
Nhla's lips curve into a smile, watching her silly videos and adoring her beautiful, cute face.
He loves her, but he needs to let go of her for her own sake. He can't only think of his own
happiness. He has to consider her feelings.
Rosisang: Hello?
Nhlakanipho: Hey, Rori G. (laughs)
He takes another glass of gin and gulps it down. Her voice sounds broken as her heart.
Shouldn't he be the one taking good care of her small heart instead of breaking it?
Nhlakanipho: What are you doing to me, mhh?
Rorisang: You sound drunk.
Nhlakanipho: Drunk in love?
Rorisang: Please call me when you're sober to speak things that make sense. Please.
Nhlakanipho: I don't make sense now? Oh, yeah... probably because I lost someone I
wholeheartedly love.
Rorisang: You broke up with me!
Nhlakanipho: I know, but why is it so hard to accept the decision I took?
Rorisang: I don't know. Call me when you've sobered up.
She disconnected the call. Nhla called her back again. She didn't pick. He scoffed, trying to
stand up from the couch. He stumbled to the car key, which was hanged, and walked to the
garage, unlocking one of his cars.
A car parked on his driveway as he was about to reverse out. He cursed, hitting the steering
wheel. He needs to go and ask that girl who does she think she is dropping a call on him. Oh,
it's his father— with Inga and her child. He stumbles out, walking towards them.
Nhlakanipho: You must be happy, huh?
He's looking at Inganathi. He can't even stand still, his eyes are so small and red. How was
this person going to drive all the way from Sandhurst to Midrand?
Inganathi: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: Ungakhulumi nami wena! Ngiyakuzonda, uyangizwa? I hate you, Inganathi!
The more you try to get closer to me, the more I despise you!
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho! Can't you see there's a child here?
Nhlakanipho: A child who's already fed with lies? Don't bore me, please.
He stumbles to Zanele and laughs, looking at her. This child doesn't even have his genes.
Nhlakanipho: Angiyena uyihlo, uyangizwa? I'm not your father.
Zanele: Ma...
Nhlakanipho: Oh, you're used to IsiXhosa, mhh? Let me explain...
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho! Yini inkinga yakho? (What's your problem?)
Nhlakanipho: Cha, baba. Yini inkinga yenu? Nifunani kumina noDollface wami? (No, baba.
What's your problem? What do you want from me and my Dollface?)
Nhlakanipho looks at Zanele, who was holding her mother's jersey for dear life.
Nhlakanipho: Andingoyihlo uyandiva? Umama wakho ukuxokile, uyaxoka. (I'm not your
father, do you hear me? Your mother lied, she's a liar)
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho Khoza!
Nhla looked at him in disgust. A slap landed landed on his face.
Nhlakanipho: You can try all you want. We'll always find a way to each other. I don't know
when you will see that I'm 30 years old. I'm no longer that 18 year old boy you used to
control. Bribing her to leave me? Awunamahloni, Baba.
He walks away from them and stops on his tracks.
Nhlakanipho: You can do whatever you want in this house since it's not mine, but yours.
Ngiyahamba mina.
He walked out of the yard, still stumbling. Lucky him, he found the cab that had just
dropped someone. He begged the driver to take her to his Dollface.
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Upon arriving, he pressed the gate buzzer like a mad man. Rorisang spoke through the
intercom.
Rorisang: Hello? Do you think this is your mother's house?
Nhlakanipho: No, I think it's my in-laws' house.
Rorisang: Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Mhh? Vulela indoda yakho, nana.
"Indoda yakhe yokunuka! Hamba la, wena."
Thabiso spoke through. Nhla frowned, feeling his heart shattering. In his drunk mind,
Thabiso sounds just like another guy who Rori is seeing.
Nhlakanipho: Nana, you already moved on? Did you ever love me kodwa mhh? Is that your
new man?
Rorisang: What? You need to leave, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Wow. (chuckles)
Rorisang: I'm coming.
Rorisang stepped out of the yard after a little while, wearing her pajamas since it was cold
outside.
Rorisang: My brother is inside. What do you want?
Nhlakanipho: I can't cope without you, Nana.
Rorisang: I said I'm going to chase you away, so please, leave.
Nhlakanipho: Can you cope?
Rorisang: Please leave, Thabiso will come out. You're drunk, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho pushed her against the boundary wall, kissing her. Rorisang responded for a
few seconds and pushed him away.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry...
Rorisang: You need to leave.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't mean to sleep with her, Nana. I was drunk.
Rorisang: What? Who did you sleep with?
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry, Rori...
Thabiso stepped out. Rorisang looked at Nhla with a racing heart.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry.
Thabiso: I don't want to punch you, Khoza. Leave.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
He watched her disappear inside and finally spared Thabiso his undivided attention.
Nhlakanipho: I love her.
Thabiso: Haibo, wena!? Tsamaya mo, Khoza. Areye pele re qabana. (Leave here. Leave
before we fight)
Nhlakanipho: I... love her...
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CHAPTER 64
INGANATHI
Nhla's cologne is filled in the house from the kitchen, but more especially in the lounge. The
bottle of Gin is almost finished, and the bottles of Heineken beers are scattered around the
lounge mat.
Inganathi: He loves her, Baba.
Khulekani: He's not supposed to be with her.
Inganathi: But he hates me.
Khulekani: You'll be my daughter-in-law, Inga. Whether he likes it or not.
Inga sighs, cleaning all the mess that Nhla created while Zanele sat on the single couch, with
her big eyes roaming around. Poor thing, she's still scared because of what Nhlakanipho
said to her.
After taking away all the empty bottles, Inga comes back to the lounge and sits on the other
couch. Khulekani asked her to switch on the tv for Zanele so they could both talk aside. They
both walk to the dining to have a talk.
Inganathi: Nothing happened, Baba.
Khulekani: What do you mean, Inga? He was drunk.
Inganathi: But not too drunk to forget that kid. Baba, I tried, okay? I tried to kiss him, he
pushed me away, busy saying, "You're not her." We couldn't... because he wasn't even... he
wasn't even erected.
Khulekani: Haibo. Did this little Sotho girl bewitch my son? Nhlakanipho wasn't like this.
Inganathi: And I'm getting tired, honestly. I love him, baba, but I don't think I can do this
anymore.
She explains how she had to sleep next to him just to make him think he cheated on
Rorisang and feel guilty so he could break up with her. Inga tells Khulekani how Rori drove
all the way here, and from the look of things, she slept at his mansion in Sandhurst.
Khulekani: Meaning that girl didn't break up with her like she promised?
Inganathi: She didn't. I don't know, but these two seem to be stuck with each other. It's
really hard because Nhla is whipped, really whipped.
Khulekani: Dammit!
Inganathi: We'll come up with something. Go and rest a bit, and I'll see what I can quickly
make for us to eat.
Khulekani: Do that, makoti.
Inganathi smiled, feeling some sort of butterflies in her stomach upon being called that. She
opens the cardboard and frowns at the snacks. Nhla is not a snacking person, but it's
obvious whose snacks they are. She takes out a pack of maynards and Doritos snack,
heading to give her child.
Inganathi: Have this for now, okay?
Khulekani: Sweets before the meal, Inga? She's not going to eat the food if she eats snacks.
Inganathi: She is going to, baba, trust me.
Khulekani: Haii, Inganathi, there's no such thing. Fix something for us to eat first before
giving her sweets.
Inga nods, attempting to roll her eyes, but decides to obey and walks back to the kitchen.
Her phone beeps a message. She swallows seeing Thabiso's saved number.
"I hope you have told her."
She quickly blocks the number and lets out a shaky breath. An Instagram notification pops
up from the fake account she uses to stalk. Rorisang has updated her wall. She posted her
selfies with a caption, "Guess who's back? Yep, it's Rori G."
"Had to come back with a bomb! Yep, a Bentley Bentayga owner, that's me!"
Inga's brows furrowed with her heart pounding as she scrolled down the comments. "Is it
Mr Greedy?" ; "Your dream came true." ; "This has Mr Greedy written all over it."
Mr Greedy? That must be Nhla. Rorisang's responses were only emojis, laughing emojis.
Inganathi's hand clenched on the phone as she stared at Rori's updates.
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NKELETSENG
Philani asked to take her out since his departure is a little late. They both missed each other,
and each second passing means a lot to them when they're together.
Nkele: They serve good food here.
Philani: That's why I had to take you here, sthandwa sami.
Nkele: Thank you, babe.
She has heard of it, and the reviews of this restaurant are all positive. Philani is with her, but
she can sense that he's not okay. Something is bothering him, and it probably is whatever he
mentioned about 'family' earlier, but she can't also enjoy this date.
Nkele: Philani...
Philani: Baby? Do you need a refill?
Nkele: No. I need you to tell me what's bothering you so much.
Philani: Nothing's bothering me, Mama.
Nkele: I know we haven't been together for that long for you to trust me, and I won't force it
out of you. What I want you to know is that I'm with you, okay? If it gets heavier on your
shoulders, I'll always be here to give you an ear and comfort. I'll be by your side, okay?
Philani: (swallows) Ngiyabonga mami.
He takes her hand into his and plants a kiss before staring into her eyes that are full of hope
and love. He kisses her hand again, feeling a sort of emotion attacking him.
Nkele: Are you going to leave without hitting it?
Philani: (smiles) You said it was burning.
Nkele: Is that a yes to my question?
Philani: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Nkele: What if I want you to hurt me?
Philani: I would hate to see you hurt.
Nkele: I want it.
Philani: (laughs) Then I will serve it to you. Asambe.
He takes cash and pays the bill, pulling Nkele's hand, who is giggling and laughing softly.
Philani stopped on his tracks, picking her up in bridal style.
Nkele: (laughs) My God! Baby, I was joking.
Philani: I don't like jokes, and you know it.
Nkele busts into laughter, holding him for dear life. She stared at him, her laughter fading
into a smile. She stared, feeling lucky to have the man to herself. She shouldn't be saying
this, but she's thankful to Rori's kidnapping because had she not been kidnapped, Kele
wouldn't have met Philani again, and she wouldn't be this happy.
Nkele: Wh-what's wrong?
She asks as she sees Philani stopping on his tracks, his jaws clenching. Her eyes follow
Philani's gaze, and they fall right on Khumo. She swallows, slightly kicking so Philani can put
her down. Lani frowns at her, but he does as she wants.
Nkele: (forces smile) K, hey.
Khumo exchanges death stares with Philani and walks past them without a word, but a
tongue click. Nkele clears her throat, rubbing the back of her neck.
Philani: Let me drive you home.
Nkele: Are you okay?
Philani: Why wouldn't I be?
He walks ahead of Kele, unlocking the rented car. Kele curses, following behind him. Oh, he
opens the door for her, meaning he's not mad.
Nkele: I'm sorry, babe.
Philani: For?
He reverses out, focusing on the mirror to watch out the cars behind. He joins the main road
and drives off.
Nkele: I shouldn't have acted like that.
Philani: Like what?
Nkele: Philani, come on.
Philani: You haven't moved on from him, I understand. You still feel guilty for cheating on
him and breaking up with him like that, but I wonder how long it will last.
Nkele: Baby...
Philani: It's okay, I understand, but what I will never understand is you behaving like we're
still sneaking around. Should I be scared of bumping into Khumo while walking with you,
now?
Nkele: No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
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MKHUSELI
Mkhuseli gets home a little later. He's drained from working overtime, and on the other
side, he has to beg a mere teenager, Sukoluhle, who should be focusing on her studies. He
honestly didn't love her romantically. He just wanted her to get through to her brother so
Linda could get released from prison, and now that she did, and the docket has been
destroyed, he wants to end their fake relationship.
Him calling Nomkhitha, here was one of his plans since he knew Sukoluhle would try to see
him because he was unreachable on the phone. He's glad that she got to see his wife, and
now he's pretending to care by begging. (Sighs)
What comes across his eyes forces him to pause for a little while. He hates what he's feeling,
and he's been trying to control himself for these past few days. Linda has a very strong
effect on him, and he blames those Khoza brothers for making them fvck, well, almost.
From the looks of it, Linda was studying since she's very behind with school work. Now,
why is she bending like this? Fvck, Mkhu, hold yourself!
Mkhuseli: What are you looking for?
He asks, leaning against the doorframe of Linda's bedroom. Linda lets out a sigh, flashing a
highlighter on the air.
Linda: (smiles) I was looking for this.
Mkhuseli walks further inside and kneels, brushing Linda's knees. Linda's throat suddenly
becomes dry as they share a tight stare.
Mkhuseli: Are you okay?
Linda: (swallows) Y-yes.
Mkhuseli flashes a side smirk and stands up from the floor. His thumb stretches below
Linda's cheek, slowly brushing something white off her cheek.
Mkhuseli: Okay.
He winks and steps out of the bedroom. Linda lets out a breath she has been holding. What
was that?
She slowly sits back and looks at her knees before glancing back at the door.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 65
PHILANI
He's not having mercy on her. From fvcking her mouth to having her from behind. Holding
her braids back, slamming her hard. Her moans get louder and louder with every thrust,
turning him on. He watches her grab the sheets of the hotel bed, trying to control her
moans.
Nkele: Wait... stop... babyy...
Philani: What do you mean 'stop'?
He pulls her braids from behind, whispering in her ears, breathlessly so.
Philani: You're mine, do you hear me? You're mine, Kele!
Nkele rolls back her eyes as her legs shake, reaching her climax. Philani fvcks her through
her release and climax a little later, shooting his semen inside her. They both collapse next
to each other, their breaths only heard in the room.
Lani leaves a kiss on her forehead and gets off the bed to get the warm towel. He cleans both
him and Kele, who looks drained before throwing himself next to her. He pulls her to his
chest and kisses her hair.
Philani: Are you okay?
Nkele: (faintly) I'll be fine.
Philani: I'm sorry, I lost control.
Nkele: It's okay, babe.
Philani feels his heart sinks. He didn't intend to be too rough on her. He just lost his cool
when he thought of the look Nkele had on her face when they bumped into her ex-
boyfriend. It felt like she still loved Khumo, and it was like she was forced to be with him.
Philani: Did I... or maybe, did you make a rushed decision?
Nkele: What do you mean?
She tilts her head, looking up at him with lazy, tired eyes. Philani looks down, swallowing as
his eyes meet hers.
Philani: With Khumo. I mean... did you perhaps dump him because you wanted to, or you
were just enjoying what we had?
Nkele: Where's that coming from, Philani?
Philani: Don't get annoyed. It's just a question.
Nkele: An annoying question.
Philani: That's not hard to answer.
Nkele: I can't believe you.
She gets off his chest, jumping out of the bed. Philani frowns, sitting up straight. Nkele is
collecting her clothes that are scattered around.
Philani: Why are you avoiding the question?
Nkele: I'm not! It's annoying. Why are you acting like an obsessed or rather scared
boyfriend? Khumo is nothing compared to you.
Philani: I'm acting like an obsessed boyfriend just because of a simple question?
Nkele: An annoying one! You can't just fvck me and ask me that!
Philani: Why are you getting mad?
He's confused. She should've just answered the question. What's all this fuss about? Unless
what Philani is thinking is actually true.
Nkele: You can be annoying le wena.
She's throwing back on her clothes. Isn't she going to take a bath like they discussed earlier?
Philani hopped off the bed, throwing on his pants and heads to stand by the door.
Philani: I can be annoying? Just because of a question you can't answer?
Nkele: Move from the door, I need to leave. You have a flight to attend, remember?
Philani: What's up with the sudden change of mood, Nkeletseng? Do you still love him? Is
that why you're acting up?
Nkele: Wa bora, Philani. You didn't have to bring up Khumo's name! I chose you. Why are
you doubting me now?
Philani: I don't want you to feel trapped, Nkeletseng. I saw the look on your face earlier
when we bumped into him. I saw how you looked at him, okay? I needed to make sure if you
made the right choice for yourself! Not for me. Did you choose me for me, or did you just
enjoy being with me?
Nkele swallowed, her eyes filling up with tears. She stepped back, dropping her eyes to
Philani's bare chest.
Nkeletseng: I love you, Philani. I didn't make a mistake in choosing you. I didn't make a
quick decision out of this. Kao rata. (I love you)
Philani: Kele...
Nkeletseng: I'm sorry if I made you doubt our relationship. I didn't mean to. I just... I feel bad
for what I did. Khumo did nothing but made sure I was always happy. He always put me
first before him, and I just broke his heart like that. We dated for a long time, Philani, and
he... he's the one who deflowered me. I'm sorry, I just... I'm sorry...
Philani: Ukhalelani manje? Woza la.
He pulls her to his chest and snakes his hands around her body. The love he has for this girl
will drive him crazy one day. She's right. He's scared. He's scared to lose her to another guy.
Lord, he wouldn't survive to see her with someone else. That thought only forces him to
tighten his grip around her body.
Philani: Ngiyaxolisa sthandwa sami.
He kisses her hair and holds her until she calms down. They both sit on the edge of the bed,
facing each other.
Philani: You need closure, Kele. We're not going to be in a relationship where you would feel
like you're making a mistake by being with me.
Nkele: I'm sorry.
Philani: Don't be sorry. I need you to find closure and accept that it's okay to break up with
someone. I'm your man now, and the look I see in your eyes when you land them on Khumo
doesn't sit well with me. You wouldn't like it if I was the one doing that. Fix this, okay? I
don't want to come here again and find that you're still hung on your ex-boyfriend.
Nkele: I will find closure.
Philani: Not behind closed doors.
Nkele laughs softly, hitting his chest and sniffs. Philani side smiles, glaring and adoring her
gorgeousness. Nkele raises her eyes, and they meet his.
Philani: You're so beautiful. Do you know that?
Nkele: (blushes) Thank you.
Philani: Why don't we take this chat to the bathroom?
Nkele: My nana is burning.
Philani: I didn't say anything. We're just going to chat while taking a bath. Why are you
suddenly having dirty thoughts?
Nkele: Because you're dirty!
She hits his chest, giggling.
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RORISANG
My brother gave me back my phone yesterday. I think it's because he witnessed what
happened between Nhlakanipho and I. I was lucky that he didn't pop up at the moment
when Nhlakanipho kissed me. He finally believed that I took the car and money from Mr
Khoza senior and broke up with Nhlakanipho.
I've been trying to avoid thinking about him, but it's hard. I was happy that I got back my
phone and posted my updates on my socials. I don't think I'm that happy because someone
who used to make my phone lively left me, yes, he cheated on me and dumped me. How can
he easily break up with me like that? Did I not mean anything to him? He even ignored my
messages yesterday!
Mpumelelo: At least your brother didn't come to know that we tricked him.
Me: Yeah.
Mpumelelo: Are you okay? You've been off since morning.
Me: I'll be fine.
Mpumelelo: Oh, it must be the drawing design competition, mh? The results are coming out
today, so you're having cold feet. I don't know why because you're a genius in that
department.
I may be dumb, but not when it comes to drawing and painting. Those are my specialties,
that's why I don't even care. Linda was my threat because that b!tch knows how to draw,
dammit! But since her arrest, she couldn't submit her drawing.
Did I mention that a winner gets to spend the weekend with the person who sponsored this
competition in Cape Town? Yep, and the winner gets to meet a famous designer. I hope it's
my favorite designer!
I roll my eyes, snapping out of my thoughts as Ms. Khosana walks in, carrying the teacher's
guidebook with chalks and a duster. That means only one thing, Mr Khoza isn't coming to
class. He never allows anyone to touch his duster, and that includes Ms Khosana.
This one doesn't like me one bit, but I don't blame her. She's not the first and probably not
the last. I won't be everyone's favorite, I mean, I'm not money.
Puleng: Good morning class, take out your books. We need to check Friday's work.
This is what bores about student teachers. They like acting like they're already working. Mr
Khoza doesn't check our books, and I usually write corrections as homework and get myself
a total, but clearly not today.
Puleng: You didn't write my homework.
When did she get here? She started on our table. What's wrong with this woman? This
ironing board figure woman! Yeses.
Me: I wasn't feeling well.
Puleng: Wasn't feeling well, or were you busy with other stuff?
I was busy with other stuff, but I obviously wouldn't say that to her face. She checked all of
my classmates' books, and the majority did their homework. These hypocrites! Even the
jailbird did her homework. We were only three who didn't write the homework.
Puleng: Follow me when I step out of this class.
Why is she only looking at me? Oh, yes! I'm the bad guy. This woman hates my guts.
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She shouldn't have taken me to Mr Khoza's office. Nhlakanipho is here, and from the looks
of things, he looks like he's on his way to work. What made me think he would leave
everything for me? You're so funny, Rorisang. Why would he leave a big company for a mere
teen like me? Lol, why would this man leave his wealth for an immature girl like me?
He takes what looks like a file, a very serious file, and stands up from the chair. He didn't
notice me when we walked in since his back was facing the door, and he didn't even look up
when we walked in.
Puleng: Mr N.K.
Nhlakanipho: Sure.
He holds my gaze for a second and looks back at his brother, with a very serious look. He's
now Mr N.K? This girl never ceases to amaze me.
Nhlakanipho: Let's finish this up when you knock off.
Philani: Sure.
Before he could even step out, Puleng had already spilled the beans, snitching on us and
telling Philani how we didn't write homework. I never cared, but I suddenly felt
embarrassed that Nhla heard that.
Puleng: Ms. Gela is worse. She didn't even write a date.
I've been apologizing since we were in class. I've run out of all accent of apologizing. This
ironing board figure is having none of it.
Me: Kea xolisa, sir.
I'm tired of apologizing. I'm ready for any punishment they have for me. Maybe Ms. Ironing
board will be satisfied.
Philani: Those who didn't complete the homework will clean the class for the whole two
weeks, and wena, you'll clean the toilets for a month.
Me: Can't I be in detention, sir?
I hate cleaning, and the look Ms Khosana is giving me, I'm certain she's not happy with Mr
Khoza sir's decision. I'm also not happy. Cleaning!? Worse, the toilets?
Philani: Are you questioning me?
Me: I'm sorry, sir, sorry.
Philani: Good. You'll be cleaning girls' toilets.
Me: Yes, sir.
Philani: You're excused.
I quickly make my way out, rushing to the parking lot. I missed him. There he is, driving out
of the school premises. I don't know why I even ran after him. Now I feel stupid for doing
this. He must've seen me on the rear view mirror or on the wing mirror.
I went back to class and took my bag to the art class since the English period had already
come to an end. Good thing, Mpumi saved me a seat.
Mpumelelo: Will you get detention?
Me: I wish. I'll be cleaning the girls' toilet for a month.
Mpumelelo: Eeuw, what?
Me: I know, right? Mr Khoza hates me.
His brother must've instilled hatred into him. Philani is not that kind of a teacher. I'll have to
talk to Kele so she can press some buttons to soften him. Yep, pecks of being friends with a
teacher's girl! Le yena, she has been unreachable on the phone since yesterday. She hasn't
seen that I got my phone back.
Linda: Please ma'am. Please take a look.
She's talking to our art teacher. Fvck no! Is that a drawing? This girl wants to see me at my
downfall. I was ready for that weekend vacation! Ms. Lewis sighs. She's white, by the way.
Lewis: We have already chosen the winner, Ms Biyela. Marking the design drawing isn't just
taking a look but going thoroughly. Even if I take a look, it won't make a difference.
Great! Linda wants to be at the top always. Isn't she satisfied that she's intelligent and smart
in all the other subjects? She should let me shine because I master this one.
Linda: Okay, ma'am, thank you.
Lewis: Let me take it to the head of department. It really looks captivating.
Mpumelelo: Oh, no!
Me: Mxm, Ms. Lewis is such a bore.
That's why I don't like white people, yeses. The class continues, and all because of that
jailbird of a nerd, the competition winner announcement has been posted. Great, just
awesome!
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NARRATED
Inganathi's mind is all over the place. Thabiso isn't having any patience on her, and on the
other hand, something that she doesn't want to think about happened yesterday.
She keeps reading Khulekani's message over and over again. "What happened was a
mistake. I think we should stop seeing each other."
What does that mean? Are they even going to stop trying to break Nhla and Rorisang apart?
She badly wants to ask him questions, but it looks like she's already blocked.
Why does this old man have to act like this? It's not like kissing is fvcking! They were just
tipsy from drinking Nhlakanipho's alcohol while waiting for him.
"Father-in-law, we need to talk."
She sends a message using her sim2. A mere kiss can't just part them away from each other.
She wants Nhla, and she's not going to give up until she becomes Mrs. Khoza.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 66
NHLAKANIPHO
It's been so long since he last stepped into this office. He has given Rorisang too much
attention, not aware that the family business was collapsing. The meetings he held
online and the conferences were not helping, especially since they have to deal with
stubborn clients.
He knows very well that this company comes first, but Rorisang also has her special
place in his heart. He's finding it hard to deal with their sudden break up, and the pain
that flashed in Rori's eyes when he glanced at her still leaves a pang of sadness and
regrets in his heart. Maybe he should've dealt with this differently, but he can't go back
and forth with her, confusing her, so instead, he'll stay away.
Lusanda, his secretary, walks in with an iPad in her hand. She fixes her specs, clearing
her throat, but Nhla doesn't turn to face her. He's looking outside the big window that
shows the beautiful big buildings of Joburg with his hands in the pockets.
Lusanda: Mr. Khoza, you received an email from Mr Blake. He's requesting a private
meeting concerning the deficit amount of the manufactured goods that were delivered.
Nhlakanipho: How would we deliver less goods of what were requested? I'll make time
for that meeting. Anything else?
Lusanda: Last week, Mr Biyela lost some of the goods on his way to deliver. He says he
happened to bump into the police. They found some illegal goods and took them, and
not only that, but charged him.
Nhlakanipho: Illegal goods?
He finally turns, with his brows frowned. Lusanda catches his darkened eyes and clears
her throat uncomfortably.
Lusanda: Yes.
Nhlakanipho: Why was I not informed?
Lusanda: You were unavailable on a phone, sir. I couldn't pop up at your house because
you refrained me from stepping any closer.
Nhlakanipho: How much did those goods cost?
Lusanda: Uhm... over... R70 000.
Nhlakanipho: Are you kidding me?
Lusanda: No, sir. That's the reason Mr. Plankton and Ms. Klaas are willing to pull out.
The goods were not delivered.
Nhlakanipho: Tell me, Lusanda, when were you going to let me know? Those are our
biggest clients. What's wrong with you? If you couldn't reach me, why didn't you let
Philani know? Are fvcking shitting me right now?
He gives Lusanda a death glare, clenching his jaws. Lusanda swallows, taking one step
back and roaming her eyes around, failing to meet Nhlakanipho's gaze.
Nhlakanipho: I need full details. Where that happened, and which police popped up out
of nowhere. Are we clear?
Lusanda: Yes, sir.
Nhlakanipho: Was that all?
Lusanda: No, sir. You have a message delivered through the postal address from Russia.
Fvck, not those morons again. Philani had sent Nhla a message about them already
sending threats. The brothers are already on top of it. Lusanda hands the letter over.
Lusanda: That will be all, sir.
Nhlakanipho: Call Mr Biyela in on your way out.
Lusanda: Yes, sir.
Lusanda bows her head a little and makes her way out. Nhla loosens the tie on his neck,
taking off her blazer jacket and hanging it on his leather chair.
His eyes land on the photo frame on his desk. The beautiful smile and those eyes that
are full of love, hope, and peace lowers his anger. He feels himself calming down by just
staring at her beautiful dollface.
Nhla opens the letter he just got from Lusanda. He frowns, his heart skipping a beat. It's
a picture of Rorisang with a caption, "You thought you got away? Pay us our money,
Gray, or else bid a goodbye to your little princess."
He curses, clenching the paper and shoving it in his pocket. He stares outside the
window, his eyes filling with anger.
A knock comes through. He keeps quiet, but Mkhuseli walks in anyway. Nhlakanipho
turns, throwing death gaze his way.
Mkhuseli: Mnumzane. (Sir)
Nhlakanipho: Uyindoda wena? (Are you a man?)
Mkhuseli: Hawu, what... what kind of question is that, sir?
Nhlakanipho: How do you let mere South African police take our manufactured goods,
goods that cost over R70K, Biyela?
Mkhuseli: I... I... They...
Nhlakanipho: "I..." "I..." Mkhuseli, are you fvcking kidding me? Are you that stupid?
Mkhuseli: Ngiyaxolisa mnumzane...
Nhlakanipho: Uyaxolisa, uxolisani?
He's fuming, but inside. Mkhuseli is just a... a stup!d man. If he knew, he wouldn't have
hired him. This one could throw all of them under the bus at any moment.
Nhlakanipho: You'll pay that amount, uyangizwa? You'll pay it, and in full, asizodlala
nawe la.
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KHULEKANI
He didn't have quite a good sleep yesterday. He kept tossing and turning all night,
regretting having a few drinks with Inganathi. He's a married man, and he loves his wife.
He feels disgusted at himself for cheating on Kedi. Whether it was just a kiss or more
than that, it's still cheating.
He decided to bless his friend, Thuso, with his presence. It's not a usual visit, but he
needs to tell someone about what's bothering him so he can finally get rest.
Thuso: That's cheating. Do you know that?
Khulekani: I know, Thuso. That's why I came here so I can vent out. You're the only
person I can vent out on.
Thuso: Kedi isn't going to like this one bit.
Khulekani: She shouldn't ever find out about this, Thuso. She's going to be hurt.
Thuso: I'll never understand the issue you have with this Rori girl, honestly. Why can't
you just let them be, Khu? Look at what you've done while running after breaking your
son's relationship with a girl he loves.
Khulekani doesn't expect Thuso to understand. Well, he doesn't expect anyone to
understand. Everything they do include the image of the company. The company his
father built from scratch. He can't let anything taint that. Nhlakanipho dating a child, a
17 year old, who's still in high school, will bring nothing but unnecessary attention that
will trash the company's image.
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho has to think of the company.
Thuso: He was willing to leave, Khu. That means he really loves that girl, and you
refused. Why are you so eager to bring a girl who left him at the altar and never showed
up her face? This girl broke your son. You can't expect him to just welcome her with
warm arms, just to please you.
Khulekani: He's doing it for the company, Tee.
Thuso: What did you do for the company, Khulekani? You married the woman you
loved, and no one was against that. You can't make Nhla's life miserable all because of
your selfishness.
Khulekani: You don't understand.
Thuso: Then make me understand, Khu.
Khulekani gulps down the whiskey he is offered and lets out a heavy sigh. He gives his
friend a quick glance, swallowing.
Khulekani: It's not only that. That girl is a Gela.
Thuso: Your dead friend's child?
Khulekani: Yes.
Thuso: So?
Khulekani: She will know the truth.
Thuso: So how's that your business, Khulekani? Let Nhlakanipho deal with that. She's
the girl he wants to be with, and he will deal with any consequences of choosing her.
Nhlakanipho is 30 years old, and he has every right to make his own decisions. We're no
longer living in the 80s or 90s where our parents used to choose brides for us to marry.
The age gap doesn't even matter, so I really don't know what your problem is.
Khulekani: I came here to vent about me, not to have a conversation about those two,
Thuso.
He's getting annoyed because Thuso isn't giving him any advice or saying anything
related to what brought him here from the first place. He shouldn't have told him what
has been going on in his life.
Thuso: Those two are the reason why you ended up kissing that Inganathi girl,
Khulekani. You're already feeling guilty for kissing her, so can you imagine how
Nhlakanipho felt when he woke up next to that Inganathi woman? Worse, he was drunk.
He must've thought they slept together. He must've felt guilty for cheating on that poor
girl.
Khulekani: Thuso...
Thuso: No, Khu. You're making your son's life a living hell. Let him be happy with the
one he wants to be with. Your company won't lose clients just because of Nhlakanipho's
love life. They most depend on your goods, so you have nothing to worry about.
Khulekani: I just don't like them together.
Thuso: At this point, you shouldn't be selfish and let Nhla be. Will you do the same if
Philani were to fall in love with someone younger?
Khulekani: Philani wouldn't do that.
Thuso: What if Sukoluhle falls for someone older? You're just going to focus on your
children's lives and blocking their happiness while losing focus on your married life.
The same way you're scared to lose your wife over a kiss you shared with Inganathi, it's
the same way Nhlakanipho is scared to lose Rorisang. Do you want him to live in fear of
losing someone he loves because of you? Don't do that, Khoza, no. That kiss should be
your stop sign. Nhlakanipho will never get back together with someone who broke his
heart like that, no matter how hard you try.
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LINDA
After what Mkhuseli did yesterday. Well, she would've taken whatever he did as a
normal thing, but before she was jailed, Mkhuseli was showing some signs, and she was
playing along. She's honestly no longer that girl. All she wants to do is focus on school
and her future.
She has to tell him that she's not comfortable with whatever he is doing or planning to
do. She's no longer interested, and moreover, they're blood siblings! It's a crazy thing to
even think of.
Sukoluhle: Lili, are you even listening?
Linda: Mh? Sorry, what were you saying?
Sukoluhle: I was saying your brother...
Linda: Mkhuseli? What about him?
Sukoluhle: We dated.
Linda: What?
Sukoluhle: Yes, he... he told me that he was divorcing his wife and that he loved me.
What in the hell? Mkhuseli loves his wife. That's not up for discussion. He will never
divorce Nomkhitha.
Linda: And you believed him?
Sukoluhle: Yes. I know, I was stupid to believe his words. I was just caught up in the
moment after breaking up with Lloyd. I didn't want to keep this from you, that's why I
decided to tell you.
Linda: Do you love him?
Sukoluhle: Lili...
Linda: Sukoluhle! How do you fall in love, my brother? You were against bhut'Nhla and
Rori's relationship because she was our friend and too young for bhut'Nhla, but how do
you do the exact same thing?
Sukoluhle: I'm sorry.
A round of applause for Mkhuseli. He dated friends, and well, he's trying another luck
with another one— his sister. Something must be wrong with Mkhuseli.
Linda: I hope nothing worse happened between you two.
Sukoluhle: Mhh?
Linda: Don't tell me you gave up your virginity to him.
Sukoluhle: Linda...
Linda: Sukoluhle! Oh, good Lord!
Nhlakanipho and Philani are going to k!ll Mkhuseli for this.
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 67 (UNEDITED)
RORISANG
We got our term reports today. I didn't expect anything good since I hardly have an interest
in books, but I see the private tutor Nhla found for me really did a great job. I have
improved, even if it's not that much of an improvement, but obviously, I wouldn't move
from level 2 up to level 6. It's impossible, but at least I improved.
I wish I could let Nhla know. I know we would be celebrating this. He really helped me, and I
need to thank him, but how do I do that without seeing as a desperate ex-girlfriend seeking
attention?
Mpumelelo: This is not bad.
Me: I know, right!
I can even aim higher than that, only if I keep focus and let that tutor help me. Nhlakanipho
broke my heart by cheating and breaking up with me, but I won't forget what he did for me.
Mpumelelo: You don't look happy, though.
Me: I'm just shocked, that's all. I'm used to level 2s and 3s on my report. Getting level 4s and
5s is a shock.
Mpumelelo: Why don't we go and have a cappuccino as a little celebration? It's cold out
here.
Me: Your friends won't mind if you go out with me? I need no drama.
Mpumelelo: We can go out with them.
Me: I hope we'll get along. I have a very loose mouth, but I'll try to control it just to keep
peace.
She smiles, nodding. She's so quiet, down to earth kinda girl, and what I actually like about
her is not judging or getting offended. She has come to understand that I'm very talkative
and I can be extra, but poor her, she still likes me this way.
I text my brother, letting him know that I'll request a cab home. He should let my chauffeur
not pick me up today. Surprisingly, he doesn't argue.
Mpumelelo goes out to her friends' class, leaving me packing my bag. Linda has changed
since she got released from prison. She's so down, but I'm never going to sympathize with
her. She deserves everything bad coming her way for being evil and cruel.
"Rori..."
I turn, just after taking my bag, hanging it over my shoulder. It's some boy I don't know.
How does he know me? Of course, he knows me, I'm Rori G!
Me: Hi?
"I was asked to give you this. My friend is falling deep for you."
What in the hell? A love letter, really? Oh, I will never say no to chocolate. I was about to
lash out, but composed myself seeing a rose and top deck dairy milk chocolate.
Me: Awwwn, that's so sweet of him. Why did he send you, though?
He confesses that his friend is afraid of me. I guess you see why I don't ever date my peers.
They're so childish. What am I gonna do with someone who is afraid of me? Afraid? I'm not
ugly, that I know for sure. What's he afraid of?
Me: He shouldn't fall for me. He'll get hurt. Tell him I said thanks, though.
I walk past him, taking the chocolate and rose from his hands. What an immature person,
that time he's calling himself a boy. What kind of man is he going to be? That's why I look
for men older than me. I'm immature, and I need someone mature and very sane to be able
to deal with my childish behavior.
Me: Hey, are they coming?
Mpumelelo: They actually have a netball practice.
Me: Or they don't wanna hang out with me.
Mpumelelo: Rori...
Me: It's fine. Are you also backing out?
Mpumelelo: How can I back out of the plan I came up with?
Me: Great! I don't care about people that I don't actually know. Let's go!
She laughed as I snaked my hand around her arm, walking towards the school gate. A smile
forms voluntarily on my face as my eyes land on him. His attention is on his phone, and he
looks so attractive in his brown suit. He puts his phone in his pocket, burying his hands
deep inside.
Mpumelelo: Mr Bentley?
She's excited. Yep, I told her about Nhla the first day we became desk mates. I only call him
Mr Bentley when I talk about him to others. He's not driving it, so I don't know how Mpumi
guessed that.
Mpumelelo: Oh, my God, Rori! He looks old.
Me: Old enough to carry me in those huge arms.
Mpumelelo: Was it the one you trended with in the school group?
Oh, that? I almost forgot we once trended even though I took the picture and sent it to Nhla,
who framed it. I glance at him, my eyes catch him looking at his wristwatch, and looks up.
Our eyes lock.
Me: I'll be back.
Mpumelelo: Rori, you said he dumped you.
Yes, I told her. I just find myself being too much sometimes, but I had to tell her why I was
not okay the other day. Why is she holding me now?
Me: Yes, so? I just want to show him my report.
Mpumelelo: For what?
Me: He helped me.
Mpumelelo: You can text him with a "thank you" text and leave him alone.
Me: He... he blocked me.
Mpumelelo: That shows he wants nothing to do with you. Let's go and have our hot
cappuccino.
I glanced at Nhlakanipho one more time before heading to the cab she requested. What a
fine man I lost.
Mpumelelo: Stop acting like a desperate ex-girlfriend. He should be running after you, not
the other way around.
Me: You're right.
Hell yes she's right. I should let him be. He didn't block me, I just wanted Mpumi to let me go
to him, but I'm not even going to text him.
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NARRATED
Nhlakanipho's heart is still beating fast. He has gotten in his car, trying to calm himself
down. Nhlakanipho doesn't get the feeling he's getting every time his eyes neet Rori's.
Something moved within him, something he can't describe. That child has bewitched him.
He wanted to hug her so tightly in her arms, but he had to stay away for as long as he could.
That's the only way to convince Russians that he's no longer with her and protect her from
them.
Sukoluhle walks to his car and jumps in, shutting the door. Nhla frowns at her, a little
confused to the sudden mood. He will be fetching her for now until they deal with those
Russians.
Nhlakanipho: Yini inkinga yakho wena?
Sukoluhle: Nothing.
Nhlakanipho: Sawubona nawe.
Sukoluhle looks out the window, not responding to him. She keeps replaying the
conversation she had with Mkhuseli. She only realized now that he didn't love her one bit,
and she was stupid to give him her purity.
Nhlakanipho: Where's the report?
Sukoluhle: In the bag.
Nhlakanipho: Why am I not given it? Did you fail?
Sukoluhle: I'm not a failing type, you know that. I'm not your failing girlfriend.
Nhlakanipho: Haibo wena! Ukhuluma nobani kanjalo?
Sukoluhle: Bhut'Nhla awungiyeke, hawu.
Nhlakanipho's brows furrow deeply, forcing him to park his car on the side of the road. He
throws a deep glare at Sukoluhle, who frowns at him.
Sukoluhle: Why did you...
Nhlakanipho: Usukhohliwe ukuthi ukhuluma nobani? Ngizok'shaya kanzima kabi, wena.
Yini kanti inkinga yakho? Are we friends now? (Did you forget who you're talking to? I'll
beat you roughly. What's your problem?)
Sukoluhle: (swallows) Cha, bhuti. Ngiyaxolisa. (No, brother. I'm sorry)
Nhlakanipho: Never, and I mean, never speak to me in that way, uyangizwa? I'm not your
friend, Sukoluhle. I'm far from being your peer, ungangijwayeli kabi mina.
Sukoluhle: I'm sorry.
She faces down, playing with her fingers. Nhlakanipho clicks his tongue, joining the road
home. He parked his car on the driveway and led the way inside. Sukoluhle's moods were
slowly fading.
She smiled at her mother, showing her her report and flashing her flying colors on her face.
Kedi smiled proudly, side hugging her.
Nhlakanipho: Ma, uphi umnyeni wakho?
Kedibone: Mara Nipho... he's in his study.
Nhlakanipho slightly nodded and went through the corridor towards the study room. He's
still angry at Khulekani for meddling his love life. Rorisang is young, yes, but she's the one
who makes him feel alive, and he's happy with her.
Nhlakanipho: I got your message. What did you want?
Khulekani: Aren't you going to have a seat?
Nhlakanipho: Cha, I still need to go back to work. What did you want?
Khulekani: I know you're still mad at me.
Nhlakanipho: What did you expect?
Khulekani: I thought I was doing the right thing, Nhla. I wasn't aware that I was being
selfish, blocking your happiness for my own selfish reasons. Ngicela umxolele uBaba wakho.
Nhlakanipho: And then what, Baba? We've broken up. Thanks to you and your Inganathi.
Khulekani: Ngiyaxolisa, mfana wami. Thuso made me aware that I was wrong all along. I can
make her get back together with you, like how I broke you guys up.
Nhla chuckles. So he thinks Rori was the one who broke up with him because of his bribe?
And he's obviously going to bribe her more so she could actually get back together with
him?
Nhlakanipho: Cha. It's over, and I'm moving on. There's no need to fix things with her. I
want Inga now.
Khulekani: What!?
He shoots up from his chair, his chest raising as his breath becomes heavy.
Khulekani: You what?
Nhlakanipho: I want Inganathi, Baba. Isn't that what you want?
Khulekani: Nhlakanipho...
Nhlakanipho: Seeing her often woke my dead feelings up. I just... I realized that Rorisang is
still a child, and she can't handle me, but Inga can.
Khulekani: Rorisang is going to be hurt, Nhla. I know I made a mistake, and I've hurt that
poor girl enough with my actions. Don't do what you're planning to do.
Nhlakanipho: She will be fine. She's just a high school girl and still has years ahead of her.
She will find someone better than her.
And he mean every word. Rori will find a better man who won't bring any dangers in her
life. She should live a normal life.
Nhlakanipho: Moreover, she will resent me once she learns the truth about her father's
death. I want Inga and I'll marry her.
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LINDA
A report with circles of a red pen lies on the floor. Sobs are audibly heard as Linda leans
against her bed, hugging her knees. She knew that she had failed, but it hurt to see it
happening. She's a genius in their class, and that's why she was chosen as a class
representative. How do you lead a class by such disappointing results? A class
representative should lead by example.
Linda focused too much on things that wouldn't benefit her. She focused on things that
could ruin her entire life and future. If Bhut'Nhla didn't have connections and the upper
hand, she would still be in jail, getting finger fvcked every day.
"Lili..."
A deep voice snaps her out of her thoughts. She quickly grabs her report and shoves it
under the bed before wiping off her tears. She looks up, standing from the cold floor.
Linda: Bhuti.
Mkhuseli: Haibo, kwenzenjani?
Linda: Lutho. Did you need something?
Mkhuseli: Yes, I needed to know what you were sobbing for?
Linda: Sobbing?
Mkhuseli: Linda.
Linda: It's nothing, bhuti. I just thought of my life recently and got emotional in the way.
Mkhuseli let out a sigh, pulling her into his arms. He kisses her hair, making her tears flood
from her eyes. She wraps her hands around his waist, breaking into a sob.
Mkhuseli: I'm your brother, Lili. You grew up in front of my eyes. You can't possibly lie to
me that easily. What's wrong?
Linda: Bhuti... I... I failed...
Mkhuseli: Lili...
Linda: I failed, bhuti, because I didn't write the exams. I failed. Mama is going to be
disappointed in me again.
Mkhuseli’s arms tightened around her waist, comforting her in silence. After a little while,
Linda had calmed down. Mkhu pulled her to the bed, and they both sat on the edge of it.
Mkhuseli: Look at me.
He cupped her cheek, glaring deep into her red, puffy eyes. Linda met his gaze, swallowing.
Mkhuseli: This is not the end, Linda. Who said you've failed in life? This is just a lesson
phase. It's a lesson that teaches you what's more important in life. A lesson to keep your
mind from thinking of doing anything that will not benefit you. You failed because you
didn't write your exams, not because you are dumb or something close to that. It was just a
second term, Lili. You can try and do better this term and even the following term. At this
time, on this day next year, you'll be in your matric uniform. I don't know about you, but I
already have an image of you in that matric uniform.
Linda smiled, her emotional state subsiding. She chuckled, facing down. Mkhuseli placed his
two fingers underneath her chin, making her face him.
Mkhuseli: I'm here for you, okay? Mama is still not doing well, so there's no need for her to
know about your results. You'll make it trust me.
Linda: I trust you.
Mkhuseli: Do you?
He leaned closer, softly brushing his lips on hers. Linda's mind drifted to the conversation
she had with Sukoluhle two days ago. She quickly pulled away.
Linda: What are you doing?
Her voice has also disappeared on her. She asked, with her voice barely audible. Mkhuseli
looked at her lips, brushing his thumb on them, and looked up at her eyes.
Mkhuseli: I asked you to trust me.
He leaned over, slowly biting her lower lip, inviting her into a kiss.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 68
LINDA
Suddenly, the air thickened around them. Both their hearts beat against each other.
Linda shut her eyes, responding to the soft smooch. A tear rolled down from the corner
of her eye as she placed her hand on his chest.
Linda: We shouldn't be doing this. You're my brother.
She whispered between the kiss, slowly pulling out. Mkhuseli bit his lower lip, letting
out a shaky breath. Linda stood up to avoid being tempted by his touch again.
Linda: Mom will be disappointed to find us in this compromising situation.
Mkhuseli: I want you, Linda.
He blurts out, getting up from the bed. Linda quickly takes steps back, creating much
distance between them. She shakes her head in disbelief, her eyes welling tears.
Linda: You're not okay in your head. Something must be wrong with you.
Mkhuseli: Are you calling me crazy?
Linda: Crazy is understatement. You're a lunatic, Mkhu. A psych.
Mkhuseli: You did this to me.
Linda: How? We both know what happened, well, almost happened between us was a
mistake! We weren't supposed to sleep together, and we luckily didn't. Let's stop this,
you have a wife, and I'm your blood sister. The lust you have over me should disappear.
Mkhuseli attempts to step closer, but Linda quickly blocks his way. They both share
contact, trying to fight the emotions evoking deep inside of themselves.
Mkhuseli: I... I want you.
Linda: Did you get me out of prison for this madness?
Mkhuseli: No, but it could be part of the reason. I missed you, Lili. What we have is
chemistry. We both can feel it. Why are you avoiding it?
Linda: I don't have chemistry with my brother, Mkhuseli. It's just in your mind, and you
better deal with it.
Mkhuseli smirked, stepping back. He nodded and winked before walking out of the
bedroom. Linda let out a breath she had been holding for a while. She slowly walked to
her bed, taking out her report.
She didn't do so badly because of the assignments, but she still failed, and the circles
were just too many for her.
Linda lets out a deep sigh before grabbing her phone and gets under the covers, feeling
the coldness hit her. As she scrolls down her feed, she bumps into Rori's updates. She is
with Mpumelelo, their classmate. What did she expect? Rori wouldn't struggle to find
someone to hang out with. They're not friends, but they're pretty close. How do Mpumi
manage to deal with Rorisang's personality?
Oh, she really missed out. Rorisang has a Bentley? Impossible. She scrolls down the
comments, and they're all screaming "Mr Bentley" and whatnot. She knows too well
who's that, but could Nhla get her a car? Does he love her that much?
Linda stalks Rori's wall to see if she has ever posted him. She did, but not the face. It's
either his back, his hands or chest, or anything but his face.
Linda: She really loves him, huh?
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NKELETSENG
It's so cold to be doing this. She should be in her warm, cozy room, studying or reading
books or asleep, but she's here, seeking a closure from her ex-boyfriend.
Khumo's class just got dismissed. He is walking with his friends as usual. Nkele sat on
the bench she knows exactly that he will pass there. She stands up as soon as she sees
him.
Khumo glances at her for a second and looks away.
Nkele: Khumo.
She stops him from walking past her. Khumo sighs before tilting his head to her. She
clears her throat, scratching her neck.
Nkele: Can we talk?
Khumo: Ke busy.
Nkele: Aketlo nka nako. (I won't take time)
Khumo: O batlang, Nkeletseng? (What do you want?)
Nkele: I... can we go to the cafeteria to grab some coffee?
Khumo: Are we friends?
Nkele: No, but we need to talk, please. I just... I need to talk to you.
They both walk in silence to the cafeteria. Nkele orders two coffees and leads him to the
available table. They both settle down, sipping on their coffee.
Nkele: It's so cold.
Khumo: It's winter, what did you expect? O batlang mo honna, Kele?
Nkele: I want to apologize, K.
Khumo: Apologize for what? For making me a fool?
Nkele: I didn't make you a fool. I... I was... I don't know how I should explain this, but I... I
didn't mean to hurt you like that, K. I've always loved you, and we both know that.
Khumo: Then why did you cheat?
Nkele: I guess I was wrong for that. If you remember, Philani once came to our
institution. He was giving a speech since he completed his degree here and also
completed his hours. I... I think I got attracted to him that day. We happened to meet
again, K, and the feeling I had that day came rushing back. I couldn't ignore it. The
feeling his presence woke up within me overpowered me. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for
hurting you like that. I just... I couldn't move on, knowing I've deeply hurt you.
She paused, looking at him as he just stared without saying anything. Is this a closure? It
must be it.
Nkele: Ke kopa tshwarelo, Khumo. I loved you, I really did, please don't think I didn't. I
wasn't supposed to break up with you like that. You weren't supposed to find out like
that, I'm sorry.
Khumo: Is it sex? I know you love sex, Nkeletseng.
Nkeletseng: Khumo!
Khumo: I need to know if sex was the reason behind the feeling he evoked within you.
Nkeletseng: No, no, it wasn't sex. I... I just stated that it was his presence, Khumo. We
wouldn't finish this conversation if I were to differentiate the feeling you made me feel
with the feeling he makes me feel. I just want you to forgive me, that's all. Maybe the
regret of cheating and the burden on my shoulder will wear off.
Khumo took a sip from his coffee, letting out a sigh. He's a very handsome guy and very
caring. He'll find someone who will treat him even better than she did.
Khumo: It's fine, Kele. I forgive you.
Nkele: Really? Oh, my God! Thank you.
She rushed to his side and attacked him with a hug. Luckily, he had put down his coffee.
Khumo laughed softly as tears burned his eyes, responding to the warm hug.
Khumo: Cut the drama, Kele. What's the hug for?
Nkele pulled away, trying to control her emotions. Khumo stood up, now facing her. He
let out a side faint smile. His hands locked with Kele's.
Khumo: I love you, you know?
Nkele: Huh?
Khumo: I haven't stopped loving you, Kele. You were the first person to make me feel
alive— and probably the last.
Nkele: Don't talk like that, Khumo.
Khumo: It's the truth. I don't want to lie, I loved you more than I could've done. I gave
you my all, and was hoping for a bright future with you. You broke my heart, but I
obviously wouldn't hold on that forever. Some things are not meant to be, and our
relationship had to be one of those. As long as you're happy, I'm happy.
Nkele: Thank you, and I hope you find someone better than me.
Khumo: Fate will tell. Thank you for the greatest moments we shared together. I hope
Philani has good intentions with you. I will k!ll him if he breaks your heart.
Nkele laughs softly, trying to hold back her tears. Khumo pulled her into his arms,
hugging her tightly, Kele responded, feeling it was the last hug they shared. She shed
tears, emotional feelings taking a toll on her. Cinnamon girl song being played softly in
the background couldn't make things easier for her.
Khumo: It's okay. Sometimes, it's okay to let go.
Nkele: Thank you.
Khumo cupped her cheeks, brushing his thumbs under her eyes and planting a kiss on
her forehead.
Nkele: Thank you.
Khumo: It's okay. I wish you the best.
Nkele: All the best to you, too, K.
They smiled at each other, slowly letting go of their locked hands. Khumo side smiled
and winked, taking his coffee and walking away. Nkele turned, watching him until he
disappeared.
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INGANATHI
Khulekani has been ignoring her calls and even went as far as blocking her number. She
has this edge of telling his wife what happened between them, but something is holding
her back because it was just a kiss, nothing deep. Yes, Kedi would be angry, but that
would ruin the chances of her being with Nhlakanipho.
Thabiso couldn't also give her a break. She had to find courage and told Zanele the truth.
Zaza, being a child, just nodded, but she's 8 years old enough to understand because
she's also in grade 4. She understood that Nhlakanipho Khoza isn't her father, but the
father is Thabiso Gela, which kinda confused her.
Zanele: Why did you lie, Mama?
Inganathi: Because... I thought he could be your best father, but did you see how he
treated us?
Zanele: (nods) Yes, but Bhut'Thabiso loves me.
Inganathi: (fakes smile) He does, nana, and that's what we both want, right? A loving
and caring father?
Zanele: Yes.
Inganathi: Oh, there he comes.
Inganathi pointed at Thabiso as he walked through the restaurant entrance, wearing his
black sweatpants and bomber jacket with a hat. Zanele smiled, running towards him.
Zanele: Bhut'Thabiso!
Thabiso laughed, squatting and accepting her in his arms. He carried her to the table
they'll be sitting at.
Thabiso: Sure.
Inganathi: Hi.
Thabiso: She's happy to see me. Are you not shy anymore?
Zanele: (shakes head) Mama said you're my father. Is that true?
Thabiso looked at Inganathi, a smile spreading across his face. His gaze shifted to Zaza,
unable to control his excitement.
Thabiso: Yes, munchkin, it's true.
Zanele: You're not a bad father.
She said, hugging him. As the excitement subsided, Thabiso put Zanele on her chair and
finally took his seat.
Thabiso: Thank you.
Inganathi: I had to do it anyway. Nhlakanipho isn't budging. Moreover, he's in love with
your sister.
Thabiso: Yeah, but I'm glad they broke up.
Inganathi: They did?
Thabiso: Yeah. Did you order?
Inganathi: Not yet. We were waiting for you.
A smile crossed on her face, not because of Thabiso, but because of what he just said.
She knew they weren't going anywhere with their so-called thing. She did tell that girl
that she wouldn't handle Nhla, and she's the one who can.
Thabiso: I'll take her home this weekend.
Inganathi: Isn't it too early?
Thabiso: Early jwang, Inganathi? Did you forget you hid her from us for the whole 8
years?
Inganathi: Sorry, it was just a thought.
Thabiso: A ridiculous thought. What would you like to have, munchkin?
Zanele: Burger!
Thabiso: Papa will get it for you, okay?
Zanele nodded happily. Now that Inga is studying them, they do resemble each other,
but not so much. Zanele took Thabiso's thick eyebrows and the lips. From there, she
looks so much like Rorisang, even her captivating eyes.
Waitress serving them snapped her out of her thoughts. She smiled, ordering lemon
water and just an Alfredo pasta. A message notification pulled her attention to her
phone. She frowned at the number she saved... Nhlakanipho.
"Ingiee."
She feels butterflies in her tummy as she reads the text. That's how he always called her,
and it always smitten her as it was the unique way he called her.
"I wanna see you tonight."
She bites her lower lip, already imagining the things he's going to do to her.
Thabiso: Earth to Inganathi!
Inga snaps out, looking at both Thabiso and Zanele. They laugh at her, making her smile
a bit.
Inganathi: Would you mind babysitting Zaza for tonight?
Thabiso: Haibo, Nathi?
Inganathi: I mean, you have to introduce her to Rori, right?
Thabiso: That time will arrive. I think that's a little early. Zanele isn't used to me as yet
to sleep over.
Inganathi: But you'll be taking her on weekend.
Thabiso: You'll be coming with us. I don't even understand how you can make her
sleepover, whereas it's school tomorrow.
Inganathi: We can go to my place and get her uniform.
Thabiso: No, Inganathi. Why are you suddenly having night plans? Tell that person you
have a child to look after.
Zanele just sat there, keeping quiet. Inganathi took a deep breath and typed back.
"I have a child."
The text came through almost immediately.
"I have plenty of rooms here. Are you coming?"
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 69
NHLAKANIPHO
His eyes aren't shifting from his phone. He is smiling from ear to ear, slowly checking
Rorisang's report. She did very well compared to term 1 results. He will need to talk to
that tutor again, but she will be tutoring her from home, not his place because they've
broken up. Rori needs to get to at least 28 points in term 4 to be able to apply for her
course.
"Thank you for helping me. I will give your brother something to give you tomorrow. I
love you."
The message follows after the picture of her report. He clears his throat, looking at the
last one. She really does love him, and he couldn't miss that fact. A message from
Inganathi pops up before he can reply to Rorisang.
"I made a plan. I'm coming alone."
He smirked, replying with a winking face emoji. Philani offered him a cold beer of
Corona before taking a seat across him.
Philani: I don't understand you. Are you getting back together with Inga?
Nhlakanipho: Yes. That's what she wants, isn't it?
Philani: You're going to hurt Rori, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Do you think I don't know that? It will hurt for now, but as time goes on,
she'll heal and move on. I'm protecting her here.
Philani: They're also threatening me, Nhla, but I'm not letting go of Kele.
Nhlakanipho: You have your reasons, Philani. Rori has experienced kidnapping before, I
can't let her face that again. It was my fault at first, and it will be my fault once again, I
don't want her to hate me.
He gulped down his beer. Despite the cold weather, these brothers wouldn't drink
caffeine but rather have beers.
Philani: I understand, but she's going to hate you even more.
Nhlakanipho: At least I won't have regrets. How are you going to protect Kele from
here?
Philani: (takes a one gulp) I've sent people to guard her from a distance. I've sent an
application at DUT since I completed my honors, and I'll be able to lecture at the
institution. Seeing my results, I doubt I'll even stay on this side.
Nhlakanipho: Don't be crazy. You can't move there just because of a girl.
Philani: Says someone who was willing to be poor for a girl. I love Kele, Nhla, and this
distance thing is already draining me. I want to be close to her.
Nhlakanipho: You really love her, huh?
Philani: I do. I'm going to make her my wife, and as soon as yesterday, before she thinks
of leaving me. That's why I would hate to see her hurt. You should take some notes.
Nhlakanipho threw a cushion on his chest, clicking his tongue. A text from unsaved
number came through. He smiled and showed Philani.
Philani: What in the hell?
Nhlakanipho: Did you really think I would spend my night with her?
Philani: Who is she gonna fvck?
Nhlakanipho: Some guy. She allowed herself to be a desperate wh0re, so let her benefit
from it.
Philani: You're crazy.
Nhlakanipho: I know.
He smiles and glances at his incoming call from Dollface. He clears his throat, walking
away from Philani. He clears his throat before answering.
Rorisang: Please don't hang up.
Nhlakanipho: I won't. What were you saying?
Rorisang: I'm sorry for calling you so late.
It's just before 9 p.m., it's not late, but she lets her be.
Rorisang: I just... I miss you, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: We broke up, Rori.
Rorisang: You broke up with me, but I didn't break up with you.
Nhla shuts his eyes, sighing. This is Rori, after all, his little crazy Dollface.
Rorisang: Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
Rorisang: (giggles) I missed hearing you call me that. How have you been?
Not so great without her.
Nhlakanipho: Good.
Rorisang: Didn't you miss me?
Nhlakanipho: I... Rori, we need to stop this.
Rorisang: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: We need to stop talking so you can be able to move on. Please, don't do
this.
Rorisang: Can we please meet? I want to at least hug you for one last time.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Rorisang: Okay, fine. I understand you broke up with me, but I didn't break up with you.
You're my boyfriend, but I'm not your girlfriend, so do your duties as a boyfriend. I want
you to come and give me a hug, so do what you must.
Nhla finds himself laughing at this, and she sounds so serious. He misses her, and she's
not going to lie to himself. He misses her.
Rorisang: So oreng? (What do you say?)
Nhlakanipho: Kodwa Dollface...
Rorisang: Come tomorrow, it's already late now, and I'm sure my brother is on his way
home.
Nhlakanipho: I'll be busy.
Rorisang: I love you too, Nhla kaRori.
She giggles, cutting the call. Lord, does she love him that much? He smiles, checking out
tomorrow's schedule, seeing if he can squeeze her in. Of course he can.
Philani: Who was that that got you smiling like that?
Nhlakanipho: Smiling? I'm not smiling.
Philani: Did she call?
Nhlakanipho: Inganathi? No.
Philani: Inganathi doesn't make you smile. I'm asking about Rori.
Nhlakanipho: Yeah, she called, and she's being her usual crazy self.
Philani: I know her. I never step out of their class without laughing because of her.
Nhlakanipho: Can you imagine she says I'm the one who broke up with her, but she
didn't? According to her, I'm still her boyfriend because she didn't break up with me.
Crazy.
He chuckles a little, checking a message from Inganathi. She has arrived at his place. The
guy Nhla hired will do his job excellently.
Philani: (laughs) How did you deal with such every day?
Nhlakanipho: The craziest thing is me being so in love with that side of her.
Philani: Russians will track your calls, be careful, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck! That completely slipped my mind.
Philani: You should just pay them their money.
Nhlakanipho: Over my dead body. I'll just block Dollface's number.
Philani: Nhlakanipho! Can't you see you've already hurt this poor child?
Nhlakanipho: For her to be protected, I have to do this.
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RORISANG
After the call I had with Nhlakanipho, I felt somewhat relieved. I missed him, and I
missed his voice. I just couldn't stay away like Mpumi advised me to. I may look
desperate, I don't care, as long as my heart is satisfied.
I keep swiping our pictures, smiling like an idiot. We looked so good together. Lord, he's
so tall. Wait, is he tall, or I'm just short? I smiled at one of the videos I took of him when
he was walking towards me, smiling. That deep dimple shows off. Did he think I'll let go
of such a fine man? He must be dreaming.
Thabiso opened the garage door, getting in the kitchen.
Me: Abuti waka! (My brother)
I asked him to bring me something to eat, that's why I'm happy to see him back home. I
stand up with a frown, seeing him walk in with a little girl who's sucking on her thumb.
Me: Tee? Who's this little cutie?
Wait, why does she look like me when I was still in primary? Did I perhaps have a child
without knowing? Oh, my God! Is that even possible, Rorisang?
Thabiso: Zanele, my daughter.
Thank God she's not mine. Wait, what? What does he mean 'his daughter'?
Thabiso: Please fix her bath and bathe her so she can sleep. It's school tomorrow, I don't
want her to stay awake until late.
Me: Aren't you going to explain what's going on here, Thabiso?
Thabiso: I will do so after tucking her in.
Me: How old is she?
Thabiso: 8.
I nod slowly, approaching her. She already looks uncomfortable, so my reaction to this
might make it even worse.
Me: Hi, cutie.
She waves with her other hand, still sucking her thumb, and hides behind her father.
Lol, I can't believe my brother is a father. A father to a whole human being!?
Me: Are you my twin? No, are you me?
Zanele: (shakes head)
Me: Then why do I see my little self in you?
Zanele: (shrugs)
Me: (smiles) Okay, let's get you bathed and changed into comfortable pajamas and get
you sleep. I'm Rorisang, okay? Your aunt, but please don't call me that, I'm too young.
You can call me Rori G.
Thabiso: Rori! Are you crazy? Don't worry about her, munchkin. She's Rori, okay? You
can call her auntie.
Great! In a split of a second, I'm already auntie. Auntie Rori? Yuck! Lord, I'm so young to
be called that. Please intervene.
Me: Did you bring my food?
Thabiso: Yes. You'll eat after bathing her.
Me: Auntie duties already? Yeah, no.
—
We had a talk yesterday, and I could sense he wasn't the same Nhlakanipho I knew, but
to wake up in a block list on his phone? That I didn't expect. Did he really mean it when
he said we should break up? I thought hearing my voice yesterday would change his
mind.
I feel so stupid to even stand here. Mpumi has warned me until the poor girl gave up on
me. She has to understand that I love that man.
Me: Dumelang. Is Mr Khoza in?
Receptionist: Let me check.
I smile, nodding. She calls someone and asks. I look at her as she ends the call.
Receptionist: He just got out of the meeting. Did you have an appointment with him?
Me: Yes.
Receptionist: Are you in matric? We're no looking for interns, nana.
Me: It's a personal appointment, sis.
Receptionist: Let me check with his PA.
She makes another call and looks at me, asking for my name. I tell her, but the call takes
a little long until I am allowed in. Last floor, second door from my right is his office.
I knock once and walk in. His PA is still that woman I once found in his house when I
went to collect my scrunchie. She walks out after exchanging greetings.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Me: Nhla.
I let go of my school bag, rushed towards him, and hugged him tight. He doesn't waste
time, but hug me back. He spins me around, burying his face deep on my neck.
Me: I missed you.
Nhlakanipho: I missed you too.
He admits, tightening his grip around my body. After a while, he gently puts me on top
of his desk. Our eyes clutch, gazing deep into each other's.
He leans over, kissing me. God knows how much I missed his cold, juicy lips. I
reciprocate, deepening the kiss. He bites my lip before inserting his tongue in my mouth.
My cl!t immediately reacted to that, twitching. His hand runs under my skirt, squeezes
my thigh gently, and does not let go of my lips.
I moan softly as he trails his lips on my neck, his breath changing. I shut my eyes, feeling
every trail of his lips leave a sensation down in my panties.
Me: Nhla... I... I missed you...
I breathlessly say. He whispers against my air, "I missed you more." Leaving
goosebumps all over my body.
He pulls away, trying to catch his breath. I smile and bite my lip.
Nhlakanipho: How have you been?
He asks, his voice low and husky. I just reply with a smile and peck his lips.
Nhlakanipho: Have you been well?
Me: No, I was missing you and...
A soft knock comes through. I quickly get off the table, fixing my skat. The person walks
in before being allowed to. This woman doesn't want to see me happy with my man.
Nhlakanipho: Inganathi?
Inganathi: Sthandwa sami, hey.
She walks further in, puts the Steers paper bags on the desk, walks past me to Nhla, and
kisses his cheek.
Inganathi: I bought you a late lunch.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyabonga, love.
Love? I must be dreaming. What on earth is going on here? I watch Inga smiling with
Nhla, her hand on his chest. Nhla looks at me, swallowing audibly. His hand travels
around her waist.
Me: Nhla... what's... what's going on?
Nhlakanipho: I... she... I'm sorry, Nana...
Me: What's happening, Nhla?
Inganathi: We're back together. Isn't that visible?
Me: Nhlakanipho?
I mize her, trying to control myself from bursting out.
Nhlakanipho: Yes, she's... she's now my woman.
Me: Is she the reason you broke up with me? (chuckles bitterly) Of course, she is. You
broke up with me the day following the night I found you with her.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Me: How long has this been going on?
Inganathi: What did you say? I'm a night owl? A bubble gum that has run out of sugar?
Who's that bubble gum now?
Me: Nhla, are you going to explain?
Nhlakanipho: What should I explain, Rori? We broke up.
I swallow a huge lump on my throat, keeping tears within my eyes. Nhlakanipho is
staring right back at me, with no remorse.
Me: Yo-you... you played me?
Nhlakanipho: ...
Me: So you indeed posted her that other day? You weren't drugged? Nhlakanipho, so
you started sleeping with her that day? Why didn't you leave me alone when I asked you
to?
Nhlakanipho: I'm leaving you alone now.
Me: After I've fallen so deep in love with you? Why would you do this to me? No one was
against our relationship. You were just getting rid of your boredom using me.
Nhlakanipho, you... you left me at your place all night to be with her, and I was stupid to
believe that you didn't sleep with her.
I shed tears, staring at him as he just looked at me emotionlessly. Maybe I should've
listened to Mpumi. I should've let go of him.
Me: You're breaking my heart, Nhla. How could you do this to me? You just said you
missed me. Did you also lie about that?
Nhlakanipho: Yeah.
Me: Why are you breaking my heart like this?
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 70 (SHORT & UNEDITED)

RORISANG
I wipe my tears with the back of my hand, sniffing. Inganathi has this smile on her face that
pisses me off. Her man lets go of her, and he grabs my arm. He picks my bag up from the
floor and pulls me out of his office. I can't read his facial expression, but the way he's
holding my arm, it's gentle yet tight.
Me: Nhlakanipho!
Nhlakanipho: Wipe your tears, and get out.
Me: I was going to leave anyway.
I wipe my tears, snatching my backpack from him. His brows form a frown as his gaze
darkens, looking at me.
Me: You should've told me that you didn't love me anymore.
Nhlakanipho: Have you heard me saying I love you?
Me: What?
Nhlakanipho: I never said that, did I?
I keep swallowing a lump on my throat that keeps forming. I tearfully look at him, trying to
recall when he has ever expressed his love for me. He's right. He never did. When he court
me, he only said he wanted me, not he loved me. Was I stupid enough not to notice that?
Nhlakanipho: I never loved you, Rorisang. You were just... how do I describe it? A...
Me: Don't you dare insult me, Nhlakanipho! I was your toy, fine.
Nhlakanipho: Did you think I'd love you, though?
Me: You're all the same. I should've known. That is why you never called me 'love' like how
you just called her. I was either 'Nana' or 'Dollface' to you. You played your game very well,
and I was just too blind to see it.
Nhlakanipho: I'm glad you just noticed. I'm marrying Ingiee soon, so you better stay away
from me.
I walk towards him and slap him hard across his face. I slap him again and again until he
holds both of my hands. I dead stare at him with teary eyes and click my tongue, walking
away from him. All the way to the elevator, down to the cab, I keep swallowing the lump
that keeps forming. I hope Inganathi's child will be out of my sight when I get home.
On my way home, I block his number and delete them. I hate Nhlakanipho. I actually hate
men. They're all the same. Mkhuseli was married and hid it from me, and now I was played
again, Nhlakanipho is also marrying someone. I should've known.
—
As I got home, my brother's car was parked on the driveway. Obviously, he's still with his
daughter. I barge inside, walking past them without a word.
Thabiso: No greeting today? Rori!
I slam the door behind me, breathing heavily in anger and emotions that I can't describe. I
let out a trembling breath just after throwing down my backpack. I sink down on the mat,
just next to my bed, letting go of the sob I've been holding. I grab my sheets, trying to
suppress my painful screams.
All the memories we shared together flashed back in the back of my mind. We were so
happy, we were... I was so in love. I... I loved him so much, but was too ignorant that I wasn't
aware he never said he loved me.
He treated me so well and didn't even force me to sleep with him, so how is that not love?
He was the boyfriend I thought I could have after Mkhuseli, but he turned out to be the
worst. It didn't hurt so much with Mkhuseli. Why am I so broken with Nhlakanipho?
Thabiso: Rori...
I guess I couldn't keep my cries low like I wanted. The door has been thrown, and my
brother has already barged in. The panic can't be missed in his voice.
Thabiso: What happened?
His hand goes behind my back as soon as he squats beside me, bringing me to his chest. His
warm embrace makes everything worse instead of helping. I break down on his chest,
holding his jersey for dear life.
Thabiso: You're scaring me, Rori. What happened?
Me: I should've listened...
I managed to whisper between the sobs. He held me tight, gently brushing my back. He
keeps shushing me while rocking back and forth with me.
Thabiso: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Me: Why did he do this to me? I thought...
Thabiso: That's why I hated to see you with him. I knew you'd be this hurt. You're breaking
my heart now.
He whispered the last part, holding me. I could feel his breath hard.
Thabiso: He'll pay for making you cry.
He says in my ear, his voice very low and cold, piercing through my body. I swallow, slowly
claming down. He wiped my tears and carried me in a bridal style to the bed.
Thabiso: I'll fix you a hot bubble bath and order your favorite goodies, okay?
Me: I'm not hungry.
Thabiso: No, Rori. You're not going to starve yourself because of that jerk. Do you hear me?
Me: Mara aka lapa. (But I'm not hungry)
Thabiso: It's gonna be your favorite snacks and goodies.
Me: Thabiso...
Thabiso: Let me quickly fix a bath for you.
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NHLAKANIPHO
He can't take out the picture of Rorisang's sad face, her eyes that were filled with tears and
pain. He hates himself for breaking her like that, but he hopes he'll understand once this is
all over. Russians wouldn't just back down even if he pays them. They wouldn't just leave
him until they do something that would hit home, and Rori has to stay as far as possible
from him. He would hate to see her getting k!lled because of his doings.
Tears are burning his eyes. His heart is beating out of control, and his breath is getting
heavier with each second passing.
He's in his indoor gym, taking out all the frustrations on the punching bag. He can still hear
her breaking voice and her painful sniffs. Her small hands kept wiping tears that wouldn't
stop flowing.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck! Fvck, Nhlakanipho! You... you're such a...
He threw a punch, kicking and screaming at himself. He leaned down, holding on to his
knees as he clenched his jaws, keeping his tears in his eyes.
A soft knock on the door frustrates him even more. When is she leaving again? The man he
hired to fvck her yesterday didn't do a great job. Apparently, Inganathi enjoyed the sex he
gave her, whereas Nhla asked him to fvck her so rough that she wouldn't ask for it again.
Inganathi: Hey, supper is ready.
Nhlakanipho: Angilambile.
Inganathi: Kodwa, Nipho...
Nhlakanipho: Please leave me alone, Inganathi. I... I need to be alone.
Inganathi: You look stressed... or rather... broken, is this about that child?
Nhlakanipho: Inganathi! Get the fvck out if you value your life.
He clenched a fist, trying to control his anger. Inganathi, hearing his husky, low voice that
sent shivers down her spine, she quickly made her way out.
His eyes fall on the white scrunchie and maynards sweets that Philani brought earlier. He
recalls their conversation they had over the phone yesterday, his breath slowly going back
to normal. She sounded so happy, and today... she... she looked so excited to see him. The
way she ran up to him and hugged him was felt how much she had missed him. The hurried
kiss they shared, he can still feel the hunger, and the way she...
A door being kicked down snaps him out of his thoughts. Thabiso stood up the door, his
breath audible and chest pacing. Nhlakanipho looked deep in Thabiso's eyes, seeing the
rage.
Thabiso:How dare you?
Nhlakanipho: Gela...
Thabiso: How dare you break my little sister's fragile heart, Khoza? Didn't I warn you to
stay away?
Nhlakanipho: It had to be done.
Thabiso: You knew it was too risky dating her because of your damn dirty life. Why did you
persuade her?
Nhlakanipho: I... I love her...
Thabiso: You love her ya masepa!
His hand disappeared on his back and came back with a heavy metal, pointing it on
Nhlakanipho's chest.
Nhlakanipho: Gela... no...
Thabiso: You'll pay handsomely for this.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 71: SEASON FINALE
NKELETSENG
The indistinct chattering from inside the school yard can be heard from the gate as it's a
break time. Nkele is hesitant to walk inside as she hasn't informed Philani about coming. It's
been a week, and he hasn't called her. He told her to switch off her phone and use a personal
computer to do school work and that he would be the one calling via a small phone he sent
her.
She doesn't want to pop up without telling him. Philani easily gets pissed, but she couldn't
help herself from coming and strike occurring at campus worked on her favor, plus it's
Friday.
Guard: Ma'am, how can we help you? You've been standing there for a while now.
Nkeletseng: Oh, I... I had an appointment with Mr Khoza, is he in?
Guard: Yes, he's in. Please come in.
He opens the gate for her, smiling. He directs her to Philani's office. Kele takes a deep breath
before walking towards the office. She's looking around the learners, searching for her best
friend, but she's nowhere to be seen. It's been hard already not being able to talk to her over
the phone. She must be seen as an uncaring friend for not reaching out, but she hopes Rori
will understand.
Kele knocks gently on the office door that she was directed to. Philani's deep voice echoed
from the office, allowing her inside. Nkeletseng let out a breath, slow pushing the door.
Oops, he has a company, apparently.
Nkeletseng: Dumelang.
Philani: Kele? Baby, what brings you here?
He can't hide his excitement. He pushes the chair back, approaching Kele with a hurried
pace, and hugs her, spinning her around and kissing her face all over, down to her neck.
Nkeletseng: (giggles) Baby, wait...
He puts her down, sensing how uncomfortable she is. He cups her face and plants a gentle
kiss on her forehead.
Nkeletseng: Is this appropriate? You're at work.
Philani: As long as we're not in front of learners. How have you been?
Nkeletseng: I've been good, just missing you.
Philani: Oh, sthandwa sami! I missed you too.
He pulls her into a few seconds hug. Only it hit him now that there are other people in the
office. He clears his throat, chuckling.
Philani: Hawu, ngiyaxolisa hey. I completely forgot that other people existed when my eyes
landed on her. She's my woman, Nkeletseng, and sthandwa sami. This is my student teacher,
Ms. Khosana Puleng, and that's her friend. She specializes in Maths, Ms. Gasa Slindile.
Nkele: Oh, okay.
Slindile: Great to meet you, Kele.
Nkele: Likewise.
Slindile: Let's give them privacy and go to Mr Ndaba's office, Puleng.
Oh, the same Puleng that dropped the call on her last time? Shem, she's not as pretty as Kele
thought. She's so annoyed by Kele's presence and can't even hide it. That's probably why
she didn't greet her back or said anything.
Slindile: Puleng!
Puleng: Yeah, right. Mr. K, don't forget about the promise you made.
Philani: I won't. Baby, woza la.
He couldn't even wait for them to walk out. He attacked Kele with a kiss, picking her up in
his arms. They both breathlessly kissed for about a few minutes and pulled out, smiling at
each other.
Philani: How are you here? Didn't you have classes to attend?
Nkele: (shakes head) I did, but there's a student strike, so classes were canceled.
Philani: So you thought of coming to surprise your man?
Nkele: Yes, plus my man hasn't been calling for a week now.
Philani: I'm sorry, my love. Things took a turn in a blink of an eye. I couldn't risk it and call
you.
He put her down and sat on his chair, pulling her hand so she could sit on his lap.
Nkele: Are the enemies on a spree attack?
Philani: Yes, and it doesn't help the situation that Nhla is at the hospital. He's the cause of all
this, and now he's left me to handle his shenanigans. I'm sorry for not calling and worrying
you.
Nkele: It's okay. I hope me coming here won't be a risk. I wanted to go to your place since I
know the passcode, but I didn't want to risk it.
Philani: It's okay, sthandwa sami.
Nkele: I couldn't bring you lunch. Do you have something to eat?
Philani: No, we were planning to drive out to have our lunch. I promised the lunch since
they've been helping me when I was facing the challenges at home.
Nkele: Oh, that's the promise?
She can't hide her jealousy. Philani finds amusement in that and smirks, nodding to her
question.
Nkele: Promises are meant to be broken.
Philani: Haibo, baby, those two helped me.
Nkele: You can just buy something for them. There's no need to go out.
Philani: Okay, ma'am, whatever you say, your man will obey.
Nkele: (smiles) Good. So, who are the enemies that make me date my man in secret? When
are they going to stop?
Philani: I'll need time to update you, baby, but they're dangerous, especially when they're
crossed. Nhla did them dirty, and now they're attacking back, including us, his family.
Nkele: Oh, I hope he's protecting Rori from all this. What happened to him anyway?
Philani: They shot him.
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RORISANG
The winners were announced during the week, and apparently, it's me and Linda. There
was supposed to be one winner, but since Linda 'outdone' herself in the drawing, they'll be
giving her a chance.
I haven't been so well. That man broke me beyond repair. I never thought I'll ever feel this
way after my father's death, but I did, and thanks to Nhlakanipho Khoza.
Nkele: I had to come after I heard you were not present at school today.
Me: Yeah, I had to prepare myself for the vacation.
I take a KFC paper bag from her, settling down on the high stool after sharing a hug with
her. It's been a while since I heard from her. She has been so scared that I haven't even told
her about my breakup with Nhla.
Nkele: Oh, Philani told me about that, but you don't look excited.
Me: I am.
Nkele: Rori, what's up? You didn't even look excited to see me.
Me: Was I supposed to ullulate? Come on, Kele.
Nkele: You were supposed to jump on me like you always do. Your smile didn't even reach
your eyes. What's going on?
Me: He never loved me.
I tell her with a trembling whisper. She frowns in confusion as I face down, swallowing.
Me: Nhla. He never loved me.
Nkele: I don't get you.
Me: He broke up with me, Kele.
Nkele: Oh my God, Rori.
She jumps off, walks to my side, and side hugs me. I don't think I can move on from him. I'm
so attached to him.
Nkele: I'm sorry.
Me: He said he never loved me. He's gone back to her ex.
Nkele: The same ex you were telling me about?
Me: Yes.
Nkele: That mother fvcker! I was sad when I heard he's in the hospital, but now I think he
deserves everything bad coming his way. Askies chomi.
She wipes off my tears, kissing both of my closed eyes. I open them, looking at her with both
my eyes teary.
Nkele: In fact, let's go and switch off the machines and end him.
Me: No. I love him, Kele. I don't know how many times I've stopped myself from going to
check on him at the hospital. I don't know why I love him this much.
Nkele: It happens, Rori.
Me: But it kills me. I love someone who's in love with another woman. I'm so worried about
him. Can you believe that when I heard he was shot, I took a cab to the hospital and stopped
the urge to get inside? I just... I love him, and it's breaking me inside.
She has run out of words. All she does is hug me and comfort me in her embrace. She listens
as I go on telling me what's been in my heart while crying.
Nkele: Nhla is not the only man in this world, Rori. Maybe he wasn't meant to be yours.
Me: But he was treating me well and kept me happy. Where would I find a man like that?
Nkele: There are men like that out there, even the better ones. You're still going to college or
university, so you'll find someone. You're still going to be the best designer! Who knows,
you might even find someone at the 'vacation'?
Me: (laughs) What? No, I'm still heartbroken to be finding someone.
Nkele: Who cares? He'll just heal your heart.
Me: (laughs) Mxm. Enough about me, how have you been? What's been going on in your life,
and what happened to your phone?
She goes back to her stool and takes out two packages of dunked All-Star Boxes. She opens a
bottle of drink for me and has hers.
Nkele: I've been good, honestly. Nothing has been going except that I was asked to switch off
my phone. I can't even call my family, but it's for my protection. I explained it to my mother,
so I think they're okay.
Me: Wait, who asked you to switch off your phone?
Nkele: Philani. Apparently, there are dangerous people who are after his family. He's the
only one who's supposed to call me. He says all this is caused by Nhla, and now, they're
attacking all of the family and their loved ones.
Me: Oh, God. Thank God he left me. I wouldn't be able to live in fear. How has that been?
Nkele: Eish, it's hard, but he assured me that as long as my phone is off, we're good. I'm sure
the people who shot him are the same enemies.
God, they might as well k!ll him. Is he even safe at the hospital? What if they finish him off
there?
Me: Is he safe there, though?
Nkele: Don't give a damn, Rori. That man is evil for using you. You shouldn't care.
Me: I hope he's safe.
Nkele: Yeah, no. O loyile monna oo. (That man bewitched you)
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SOKULUHLE
"Do you hate me this much, Mkhuseli?"
Sokuluhle recalls the conversation she had with Mkhuseli a week ago. The way Mkhuseli
responded to him still breaks her even now. Was she that naive to see his true self?
She's on her bed, crying with her hand over her tummy. The pain won't just go away, and so
is the bleeding. She did the abortion a week ago, and the doctor said it was safe since she
was still early and that the pain won't last.
She's even scared to tell her mother. Where will she even start? She has used all her pads
that she kept changing every hour.
Sukoluhle shuts her eyes as the pain stings. She limps to the ensuite and lies on the cold
floor on her stomach. The pain subsides, giving her a glimpse of relief.
She takes her phone out of her pocket and dials Mkhuseli’s number. It rings unanswered.
She tries again with no luck.
Sukoluhle: Mkhu, it's still painful. Please try to talk to your doctor. I can't carry on like this
forever.
She leaves him a voice-mail.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 72: SEASON FINALE
NARRATED
SPONSORED BY NTHABELENG T MASOMBUKA
Kedibone checks time on her wristwatch. Sukoluhle hasn't come down to have supper. They
usually share meal, that's how they've been. Kedi looks at her husband, Khulekani, with
worry written all over her face.
Kedibone: Baba, I'll go and call her down.
Khulekani: I already did that, mkami. Suko has started having a nasty attitude that I don't
actually understand.
Kedibone: I realized that too, but we can't eat without her. I'll check on her.
Khulekani nodded, approving his wife's plea. Kedi walked up the stairs in a hurry, a bad
feeling failing to leave her. She quickly knocked, trying not to panic. She thought she was the
only one who noticed Suko sudden change of attitude. She knocks again and again and
finally lets herself in as there is no response.
Sukoluhle wasn't in the bedroom. Kedi frowned, looking around the bedroom. Her eyes fell
on the opened ensuite door. She hurried there and loudly gasped as her eyes fell on the
numb body of Sukoluhle. She kept groaning whilst shutting her eyes.
Kedibone: Kuhle!? Oh my God!
She called Khulekani from downstairs in panic. Khulekani couldn't wait any minute upon
hearing the way his wife was screaming.
Kedibone: Kuhle, Kuhle, baby! Please don't close your eyes.
Sukoluhle's eyes were blood and very small. Her groans grew louder, with a mixture of
slight screams. Kedi just kept slapping her cheek with her head lying on Kedi's thighs.
Khulekani: What happened!?
Kedibone: (crying) I don't know, Baba. Please call the ambulance. She's weak and in pain.
Khulekani swallowed and took out his phone. His trembling fingers moved swiftly in a
hurry, calling the ambulance.
Kedibone: Oh, good Lord!
Kedi exclaimed, seeing blood stains on Sukoluhle's school gray pants. Luhle's breath started
increasing, getting heavier.
Sukoluhle: Mama, kubuhlungu.
Kedibone: Help is on the way, baby... shh...
Sukoluhle: It's... it's painful...
Kedibone: (crying) You'll be okay. Mama is here, okay? I'm not going anywhere.
—
It's been over an hour since Sukoluhle was driven into an emergency room. Kedi can't stop
her tears from falling, while Khulekani keeps pacing up and down. Philani is also present,
going through Sukoluhle's phone.
He's raging. The texts he keeps reading from Mkhuseli’s number are angering him. He's just
controlling himself, clenching his jaws, his hands forming fists, and frown deepening.
Mkhuseli has always been a pain in the arse. He didn't only use Sukoluhle to get Linda out of
prison, but also went as far as fvcking her sister and got her pregnant! Not only did he get
her pregnant, but he forced her to terminate?
Philani: Fvck!
He shouts, unintentionally so. Both his parents look at him. He stands up from the bench,
pacing while scratching his head.
Khulekani: Philani, kwenzenjani?
Philani: Lutho Baba. Keep an eye on Ma and Sukoluhle, I have to take care of something.
Khulekani: You can't just leave, Philani. They're probably done with your sister.
Philani: I don't want to see Sukoluhle at the moment. She pisses me off.
He clicks his tongue and rushes out of the hospital. He orders his men to keep a close and
tight eye on his family. Nhlakanipho has to know about this, but he'll come to know after
Mkhuseli death.
Philani drives straight to the Wolves.K Logistics Company and goes through the
underground parking. The elevator takes him up to Nhlakanipho's office. Philani switches
on the computer and goes straight to Mkhuseli’s contract.
He sends him a message and requests an immediate meeting with him. Philani receives a
call from Nhlakanipho's office phone.
Mkhuseli: Sir, is there any problem? It's late to...
Philani: Be here or might as well kiss your job goodbye.
He disconnected the call, trying to keep himself calm, which was a challenge for him. Lani
pours himself a glass of whisky, trying to stay put, but the more he thinks of it, the more he
gets furious. Mkhuseli is going to pay for this. He's going to pay for doing this to Sukoluhle.
In the meantime, Kedibone and Khulekani stood up as the doctor approached them. They
both waited in anticipation, their hearts not beating normally.
Doctor: She had an unsafe abortion.
Kedibone: What?
Doctor: She experienced excessive bleeding, which may affect one of her organs. She was
brought in time, so we managed to stabilize her, but the bleeding hasn't stopped. We can
give it time.
Khulekani: Is she going to be okay?
Doctor: We will try our best to keep her safe and alive as she's still bleeding. We will keep
her for a few days if she gets better, but it may take a few weeks if she doesn't. This has also
affected her infertility. She may not be able to conceive in the future if one of her organs
gets damaged. We hope for the best, and we will try to do our best to make sure the damage
isn't too much.
Kedibone: Can we see her?
Doctor: For now, only one person is allowed.
The parents nod and watch the doctor walk away. Kedi looks at her husband tearfully,
swallowing a lump that refuses to disappear.
Kedibone: Khu...
Khulekani: I've washed my hands off your daughter.
Kedibone: Kodwa Baba...
Khulekani: You may go in, I'll see myself out.
Kedibone: Aren't you going to listen to her explanation?
Khulekani: Explanation, Kedibone? She went out, slept with a boy, got pregnant, and not
only that, but terminated? Isn't she 16 years old?
Kedibone: What if... what if she was... gRaped?
Khulekani: You'll let me know, and then I'll take action. For now, I'm out of here.
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RORISANG
I've packed my things. We're just going to stay until Sunday, but tell me why I packed so
many clothes? I guess I'm just a girl. I think I needed my best friend to be able to stand up
and dust myself. I don't actually feel down anymore. Maybe I'm still hurt, but not like before.
I stood far from Nhlakanipho's ward, trying to act normal. I don't know what I'm doing here,
but I sure need to see if he's okay. There are armed men standing around his ward. They
must be protecting him from the damn enemies.
I take a deep breath and take steps towards his private ward. I'm not sure how bad he looks,
but all I know is that I need to know if he's okay. That's how much I love the damn man.
I don't know if I'm being paranoid. He said he never loved me, but his eyes told me the
different story. Maybe that's why I'm so tempted to see him.
"You're not allowed in."
One of the guards stops me from walking in. I shoot my eyebrows up, trying to grasp what
he's saying. Are visitors not allowed, or am I the only one not allowed?
Me: I... I just need to see him, please.
Guard: Don't you understand English?
Me: I'm not that dumb. Of course, I understand. I'm leaving the country, so I just need to say
goodbye.
I hope he buys my lie. I'm a terrible liar, and I don't mostly get away with the lies. He sighs
and leads me inside.
He's awake! I mean, wide awake. I thought this guy was preparing his way to heaven. I let
out a sigh of relief. Our eyes meet, holding on for a minute.
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
He calls out in a smokey voice. His lips curve into a smile. This handsome satan! I press my
lips together, looking around and avoiding his eyes.
Me: I just came to check on you. (chuckles) I must be stupid, huh? After breaking my heart
like that, I still run after you, 'checking' up on you.
Nhlakanipho: No, no, I... you're not stupid, Rori.
Me: I just love you, Nhla, and... it's your fault.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry.
Me: Sorry for hurting me or sorry for making me fall this hard for you?
Nhlakanipho: Once all of this is over, I hope you'll understand.
Me: Once what is over?
The door swings open as he is about to respond. His wife to be walked in, carrying a bucket
of fruits and flowers.
Inganathi: What are you doing here?
Me: I see you're okay. I'll see myself out.
Inganathi: Did your brother ask you to come here?
Me: Why would he ask me such? My brother doesn't want to see me with your man, so why
would he...
Inganathi: So you can finish what he started and k!ll Nhlakanipho.
Nhlakanipho: Inganathi.
He warned, shooting her with dead glares. I'm lost in what she just said. Finish what
Thabiso started? Why would I even k!ll Nhlakanipho? I'm not a murderer.
Me: What did he start?
Inganathi: Yes. He's the reason why Nhla is on that bed.
Me: What are you talking about?
Inganathi: He...
Nhlakanipho: Inganathi, what's wrong with you?
Inganathi: She has to know that her brother is the one who shot you, Nhla. Because of her,
you're stuck on that bed! So she came to finish you up.
Me: Do I look like a murderer in your eyes? Ska ntlwaela. I don't even know why I came
here.
Nhlakanipho: She's making that up, Nana. Don't...
Me: I know. My brother would never do that. I'm not going to take that seriously. Nhla
doesn't eat bananas, so you better take them out of that bucket.
I take a last glance at Nhla and walk out. The Uber driver must be impatiently waiting. My
heart is satisfied now. I saw he's okay, but I can't take out what that ironing board figure
woman said about my brother. No, Rori, Thabiso is not that kind of a guy. I shake the
thoughts off and get in the Uber who drives me to school. I asked Thabiso not to drive me
because I wanted to pass by the hospital, plus he's babysitting his daughter.
—
We're meeting the person who sponsored our trip to Cape Town at school. Linda is so
happy that you can tell from just looking at her.
Linda: I'm so excited! I've never gone to Cape Town before.
Me: Okay.
Linda: Rori, come on! I'm not asking you to be my friend again, but can we please drop the
drama out until we get back? We can't have a sour vacation.
Me: I'm not going to have a sour vacation because of you. I don't think you'll even exist once
we land in Cape Town.
Linda: As much as you are sure of that, we don't know what Cape Town holds for us. We
might as well share a bed. I asked for forgiveness, and you forgave me. Can we please put
our past behind us just for this weekend?
How do I get comfortable with someone who planned my kidnapping and went as far as
instructing people to assault me? Yes, she said she didn't instruct them to, but who believes
that? I attempted to respond when a limousine parked where we were standing with two of
our teachers.
Me: No, freaking way!
I'm so obsessed with cars! Fancy cars, beautiful cars, SUVs! Just cars, I love cars, but a whole
limousine? Lord, take me now! I'm impatiently waiting for the person to step out, giggling
softly, and Linda has frozen since it parked.
Ms. Lewis: I kinda expected this, Mr Sibiya never disappoints.
Me: I like him already!
Mr. Graham: Gela, no.
Me: I'm just saying, sir.
The door opened, and a man in his black tuxedo that fitted perfectly on his body stepped
out, wearing dark shades. He side smiles as he approaches us and takes off his shades.
Ms. Lewis: Mr Sibiya, good afternoon.
Mr. Sibiya: (laughs) Ms. Lewis, it's just Kwenzokuhle, please, no formalities. How are you
all? I hope you didn't wait for too long.
Linda: No! We didn't wait, sir.
Says someone who got here before me and even complained about me arriving late and how
Mr Sponsor is not so punctual.
Kwenzokuhle: (smiles) Oh, are you my learners?
Mr. Graham: Yes, they are. We've already updated you about them, especially Ms. Gela,
please keep a close eye on her.
Wow, I'm already famous! Mr Sponsor takes a glance at Linda and nods. I guess he believes
Linda is Gela, well, because I have an innocent face, that's why that bastard called me
dollface.
Ms. Lewis: It's this one.
Me: Mara ma'am.
Linda should have taken the credit. I don't know why they're making me the bad guy, I'm
just talkative, that's all, not handy! I steal a quick glance at Mr. Sponsor, and quickly look
away upon finding him staring.
Kwenzokuhle: (chuckles) You don't need to worry, I'll make sure she's under my watch.
Mr. Graham: Have a great time, and don't forget you're representing our school and end up
embarrassing us.
Ms. Lewis: Especially you, Rorisang.
This white woman will never like me. I don't like her either, and that pronunciation of my
name makes me dislike her even more.
Kwenzokuhle: Okay, we may bid our goodbye now.
His men walked over and took our bags to the car. Linda's bag better not leave cockroaches
in that limousine! I don't look down on her, no, but I just dislike her, no, I hate her.
Mr. Sponsor holds out his hand, helping Linda get inside. I'm behind her. He stares at me
amused, slowly taking out his hand to help me. We lock eyes for a second.
Me: Thank you.
He winks, still smirking, and lets go of my hand.
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PHILANI
Sniffs of Mkhuseli echoe in the dark room that's only lighting on the table he's tied up on.
Philani is standing in the dark, watching him write down the note he ordered Mkhuseli to
write.
Mkhuseli: I'm done.
Philani: Did you write what I told you to write?
Mkhuseli: Yes.
Philani: Good.
He takes the note and reads it. A smirk forms on his face as his eyes run around the well
written note. It's not a long note, just a letter notifying his family that he's going out of the
country because he did something illegal, and now, he's running away.
Mkhuseli: My mother is going to die, Philani. Please don't do this.
Philani: You should've thought of that before fvcking my 16 years old sister. Did you hear
your child and wife's voices?
Mkhuseli: Mr. Khoza, please...
Philani: What about your mother's? Your sister's?
Mkhuseli: (cries) Philani, please...
Philani: I made calls for you so you could hear their voices for the last time. Why are you
making me the bad person now?
Mkhuseli looked at Philani with begging eyes, but Philani couldn't give a damn.
Philani: My sister is at the hospital as we speak. She might lose her life all because of your
selfishness! How do you sleep with a minor, impregnate her, and force her to terminate?
You're evil, Mkhuseli! To even think my brother did you a favor and gave you a good paying
job! Dating Sukoluhle was enough! Sleeping with her? You'll pay for this.
He nodded to his men. They took Mkhuseli out, heading behind the warehouse. Since the
house was already built in the forest, it was easy for Philani to do his job.
Philani: Dig your own grave.
Mkhuseli: Hu-huh?
Philani: I won't repeat myself.
Mkhuseli started digging while crying silently and sniffing. He digged a deeper hole for
hours and hours. It wasn't easy as he was already beaten by Philani's people. His body was
shivering and painful.
Philani: Good. Gents, take the spade from him and bury him alive.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 73: SEASON FINALE
NARRATED
SPONSORED BY MA SBETA
Philani arrived, wearing a face Nhla could easily read. Anger mixed with pain and
frustrations. Nhla's eyes are fixed on him, even though he's trying to act like everything is
normal.
Philani: I know you're craving your whisky. I brought you some.
Nhlakanipho: Spit it out.
Philani: Spit what out?
Nhlakanipho: Philani, I'm your brother. I know something must be up.
Philani: Focus on your wound, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: This is nothing. Is something going on at home?
Philani: (sighs) It's Sukoluhle.
He grabs the chair next to Nhlakanipho's hospital bed and sits down. Nhlakanipho's heart
almost dropped. These Russians won't dare to even put their fingers on his little sister. He's
already fuming.
Philani: She was pregnant.
Nhlakanipho: What?
That? He never expected. Pregnancy was the least thing that came into his mind when
Philani mentioned her name. How old is Sukoluhle again? That fvcker better be ready for
fvcking his little sister.
Philani: Yes, and that mother fvcker forced to abort.
Nhlakanipho: Tell me you found the bastard and made him meet his maker.
Philani: Done. I buried him alive, and that fvcker is Mkhuseli Biyela.
Nhlakanipho: Don't you dare fvck with me.
Philani: I went through her phone. She 'loved' him so deadly that she threw herself on him.
Mkhuseli couldn't even tell you what your little sister was saying to him, but decided to fvck
her. He impregnated her and told her not to keep the baby. Not only that, but used her to get
to you so you could get rid of Linda's docket.
Nhlakanipho: That arse mother fvcking hole! I'm going to dig him out, fin!sh off my bulləts
on him, run him over with the car, and then take him back in that hole.
It's unbelievable that he was so blind to see all this happening. The thing is, Sukoluhle was
using the 'she's my best friend' card on him. Nhla doesn't want to see her little sister sad or
down, and Sukoluhle is aware of that, so she emotionally blackmailed him.
Philani: He has met his maker now. I've sent his wife a letter, and she'll be the one spreading
the news. No one messes with Sukoluhle and gets away with it.
Nhlakanipho: Not when we're still alive. How is she holding up?
Philani: She has been quiet since she woke up. Ma has been crying, begging her to explain,
and all she does is...
Nhlakanipho: Crying. I know her. She deserves a good whipping for being so naive. I can't
believe I'm calling her my little sister. What did that boy have that drove her so insane? Nxa.
The more he thinks of it, the more he gets furious. Sukoluhle is unbelievably stupid for
allowing that fvcker to get on top of her. Nhlakanipho sighs, changing the topic.
Nhlakanipho: Are the gents plotting well?
Philani: Yes. I think the Russians have been trying to come here and finish you off, but
obviously couldn't. I'm worried about Kele. She's here.
Nhlakanipho: Take her to the hotel.
Philani: I did. I think they're buying your relationship story with Inganathi. My boys say
they've been after her.
Nhlakanipho: I wanted to fake our wedding so they can actually buy it, but if they're already
after her and leaving Dollface alone, I can do with that.
Philani: They're going to k!ll her, Nhla. What's going to happen to Zanele, her daughter?
Nhlakanipho: Zanele has her father, Philani. I need them to wipe Inganathi off. That woman
is a pain in the arse, and she's the only key to getting Russians off my back.
In the meantime, Inganathi was standing by the door, listening carefully. She swallowed as
Nhlakanipho's cold, harsh voice rang in her head, his words playing and hitting home.
She looked at the guards who were standing a distance from her, trying to push back her
tears. Was she that stupid to believe that Nhla suddenly loved her again? Who would hate
you today and end up loving you the following day? Inganathi feels a wave of mixed
emotions hitting her. Regrets, pain, frustrations, and anger.
She quickly pulled herself together and ran out of the hospital, her heart pounding against
her chest. Good thing she came with her car. She's going to tell Thabiso the truth and take
her daughter back to the hell hole they come from. It's better to stay home where millions of
her siblings' children are than dying for someone else's sin.
She should've thought! Nhlakanipho loves that girl! As long as he broke her heart, she only
realized now that he was doing it for her safety! Bloody bastard!
As soon as she got to her car. Someone covered her nose and mouth, and the lights went off
for her. They dragged her to their car and threw her in the backseat.
Back in the ward, the brothers were now catching up after putting a dot and finalizing their
plan of striking back the Russians.
Nhlakanipho: What? Who will be taking them on a vacation?
Philani: Some guy I don't know.
Nhlakanipho: A guy?
Philani: Focus on Inga, Nhla. Rori is not going anywhere. She's yours.
Nhlakanipho: (murmurs) Fvck!
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SUKOLUHLE
Tears keep flowing down the side of her eyes. She doesn't know how to explain all this, and
her mother is eagerly waiting for her to spill the news. She hasn't seen her father since she
opened her eyes. He must be angry at her, but she doesn't blame him. She has disappointed
him.
Bhut'Nhla would also find out since Bhut'Philani visited her earlier, and she could also
sense anger in his voice. Bhut'Nhla is going to whip her and also cut off her allowance. This
is so fvcked up. No, no! Where's her phone? Dammnit, they shouldn't find that phone
because they'll eventually find out that it's Mkhuseli. Lord, they're not going to have mercy
on her, especially when they come across his angering reckless words that he used with her.
Sukoluhle: Ma, where's my phone?
She asks, panicking. That's the first thing she says after going mute on her mother since she
got here. Kedi frowns at her in disbelief.
Sukoluhle: Ma, please, I need that phone.
Kedibone: So you need a phone from me after going silent on me, Sukoluhle?
Sukoluhle: I'm sorry, Ma. Please get me my phone.
Kedibone: It's with Philani.
Sukoluhle: What? No, no, no!
Kedibone: Keng ka wena Sukoluhle? (What's wrong with you?)
Sukoluhle swallows, pulling herself together, but her heart can't stop beating against her
chest. She is sure that Philani has always read all the chats in her phone.
Sukoluhle: They're going to k!ll him.
Kedibone: What?
Sukoluhle: Please, please call him and ask him to bring it.
"Bring what?"
God, no! That can't be Nhlakanipho's voice. Hell, it is! He's on the wheelchair, fuming with
anger, but trying to suppress it from showing.
Nhlakanipho: Your phone?
Sukoluhle: Bhuti...?
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RORISANG
View once weekend, two minutes lasting weekend, yes, those describe this weekend. We
were driven to the airport yesterday. We had something to eat in the car, something I would
define as a starter. When we got to the airport, Kwenzo's men ushered us to the private jet,
which took us to Cape Town. We were having a meal, I can only remember at least non-
alcoholic wine and wings from the meal we had, other than those two, I didn't know other
things we ate, but they were eatable.
We checked in the Silo Hotel! Yep, that man is monied! I'm sure if I steal his thousand rands,
he won't even notice that it's missing.
Today in the morning, we went hiking on Newslands Forest at Table Mountain. Well, I took
many pictures and videos. It's not so cold here. We went shopping, went on a date with Mr
Sponsor, and went to the beach. We didn't swim, though, but watched the beautiful waves.
I didn't want this day to end. I enjoyed myself and even forgot that I'm going through
heartbreak. I give it to Mr Sponsor shem. He made sure that those days I spent drawing that
designer dress didn't go down the drain. He hasn't told us why he took us on vacation,
though.
Thabiso kept calling me like crazy. Asking me if I'm okay, if I need anything as if he would fly
over here, asking who am I with, what I'm eating, and where I'm headed. He gets to be like
this when he's worried sick, but Kwenzokuhle talked to him and assured him that I would
go back home safe. Linda just kept looking at her phone with no calls coming through.
Mkhuseli must've promised to call, and since he is a damn promise breaker, he didn't keep
his promise.
I just got ready to have a special dinner with one of the top fashion designers! She asked to
be a surprise, so Mr Sponsor didn't say who.
Good thing I bought myself a very stunning dress during our shopping today. I'll never say
no to money or food, or even a car, that's why I own a Bentley today. So, Mr Sponsor didn't
only sponsor our trip costs, but as well as our shopping spree.
A knock comes through as I'm busy trying to pull up the dress zip. I don't know where the
hell Linda disappeared when I needed her freaking help! It might be her. Linda has this
habit of knocking even though we share the room. She's so weird. I answer to her and allow
her inside.
Me: Linda, please help me pull this zip up. I know you might be angry because I'm slow
when it comes to getting ready, but I'm just a girl. Linda?
"You're just a girl, huh?"
A deep voice asks, forcing me to snap open my eyes. Kwenzo? What is he doing in here?
Great! I already zipped my dress up to my lower back, so my arse is already covered.
Kwenzokuhle: I asked you a question, Rori.
He holds my hand that's holding the zip. He slowly moves the hand and looks at me in the
mirror. I look up, meeting his gaze. He smirks mischievously and drops his eyes on the zip,
slowly pulling it up.
Kwenzokuhle: Designing suits you.
He whispers and plants a kiss on my bare shoulder. I blink multiple times, trying not to act
uncomfortable.
Kwenzokuhle: And you know how to dress like one.
Me: Thank you.
His hands travel to my waist before stepping away from me.
Kwenzokuhle: You good?
Me: Yes.
I respond with a whisper and look at my reflection. I can't look at myself without my eyes
stealing glances at him. He's standing still with hands buried in his pockets, his gaze not
leaving my face.
Me: Are you okay?
Kwenzokuhle: Ye-yeah. It's just... you're so captivating.
Me: You have a ring on your finger.
Kwenzokuhle: It can be taken off.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 74: SEASON FINALE
RORISANG
SPONSORED BY ZINHLE MADUNA
This man is brave. Did he sponsor this trip to speak crap? Well, was this his plan? To take us
on vacation and make moves on us? I know I like them old, and I attract them mostly, but a
married man? Touching me and kissing my shoulder like it's okay? I don't do that. I don't
date married men. Mkhuseli hid that he was married and made sure to keep away his ring
from my eyes all the time. That's why I never noticed. Had I known, I wouldn't dare because
I know in the future, I wouldn't like to hear that my husband is having an affair with some
other girl.
Me: You're not serious. Please give me some privacy, I need to finish getting ready.
Kwenzokuhle: I'm serious, Rori.
Me: I don't want to be the reason behind your marriage ending. Moreover, I'm a child.
That's an honest truth. I'm a child to be dating someone's husband. Besides, my heart is
with someone else. He doesn't love me, but I love him, and I obviously can't wake up hating
him. I shoot up my eyebrows as he slowly takes off his ring, throwing it in his pocket. Is this
what he usually does to get the woman he wants?
Me: I pity your wife.
Kwenzokuhle: Did you perhaps give me one?
Me: You're making me uncomfortable, Mr. Sibiya.
Kwenzokuhle: I'm sorry, but I can't help myself. You started this.
Me: What?
Kwenzokuhle: You looked at me with those captivating eyes, drawing me to you.
Me: It's not my fault that I have beautiful eyes. Please think of your wife, and don't let such
things tempt you.
His lips slowly curve into a smile. Linda must get in here and distract all this. I can't be rude
because I'm spending this man's money here, and well, I can't ruin my chances of meeting
the designer we're supposed to meet.
Kwenzokuhle: Listen to that. You're just... someone I want to be with.
Me: Mr. Sibiya...
Kwenzokuhle: It's Kwenzokuhle, princess.
God, he's making my body cringe. I need to see myself out of here. Linda, that b!tch! I
wonder where the fvck she has gone.
Kwenzokuhle: I don't have a wife, Rori.
Me: What?
Kwenzokuhle: I don't have one.
I may be a child, but not a dumb child. He just took off the ring on his finger in front of my
eyes. Does he think I'm stupid just because I'm a 17 year old?
Me: We're going to be late for dinner, Mr. Sibiya.
Kwenzokuhle: Rorisang.
Me: You're just playing around, and it's saddening because you're an elder, a matured
person to do what you're busy doing.
Kwenzokuhle: I... I use that ring as my escape from girls throwing themselves on me. I have
money, Rori, and not just that, but I'm also a type, a very fine type.
Is he bragging? Has he seen my Nhla? No, not mine, but has he seen that one dimpled man?
Yes, he's a fine man, I agree with that, but has he seen Nhlakanipho Khoza? If he had, he
wouldn't be bragging like this.
Kwenzokuhle: I'm not bragging, I'm just being honest as to why I put on the ring.
Me: Okay, I understand, but we need to get to dinner early.
Kwenzokuhle: And we will.
He closes the gap between us. He doesn't touch me, but he's so close that I feel
uncomfortable. I think he realizes and decides to step away.
Kwenzokuhle: I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable.
Me: My heart is with someone else.
I blurt out. He frowns but with a hint of amusement on his face. Men like acting like fools
sometimes. What's amusing in what I just confessed?
Kwenzokuhle: Oh, so his heart is with you?
Me: We have to go.
I shouldn't have said that. Now I've embarrassed myself in front of another man. Thank God
Linda just walked in. She's also beautiful in her dress. She let out an awkward smile, her
eyes shifting from me and Kwezo, who is still staring at me.
Me: Sir...
Kwenzokuhle: See you later, princess.
He winks, walking away. I have to tell him something, I'm not a princess! Princess, in which
kingdom? Linda is giving me glances, expecting me to say something. We kinda bonded
today earlier, just to make this vacation better for her because shem I would've enjoyed
without her.
Linda: Princess?
Me: Imagine! I don't know if it's Princess Tiana, and he's Prince Naveen. Because last time I
recall, I'm not from any kingdom, I'm not a princess.
Linda: (laughs) That's not what he meant.
Me: I don't care. He can just call me Rori.
Linda: But you didn't complain when Bhut'Nhla called you Dollface. I didn't hear, "Oh, which
doll? Barbie? or Kristen? I'm not a doll."
Me: Well... well... (blushes) Because...
Linda: Look at that smile!
Me: Because I have a dollface, that's a fact, Linda. Am I a princess? No. Let's get ready.
Linda: "Let's?" Aii sisi, I'm done getting ready.
I quickly style my hair and spray some fragrance on. I put on my block heels just after
clearing the mess I made in the room and follow Linda out with our purses. Now I feel like a
real designer who owns her own company or maybe a boutique? Yes.
We take pictures first and head to the rooftop. The Silo Hotel is the hotel for the riches, I tell
you. The view is so beautiful, and the night breeze is just so peaceful. I like it here.
Kwenzo shows us our seats. He takes my hand, leading me to the comfortable seat. I see he's
very touchy. He should learn to keep his hands to himself.
Me: Thank you.
He kisses my hand and goes to sit on the opposite chair of mine. We ordered drinks while
waiting for the surprise. I respect every designer, so whoever it is, I'll be happy to see him
or her even if it's not my favorite.
The ring is still not on his finger. I'm not going to buy his story this one.
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NARRATED
Nhlakanipho received pictures and videos of Inganathi tied up and crying. He has to pretend
to be in love with her, but in a way of approving them to k!ll her.
"Bring our money or we k!ll her."
That's the last message he received. Philani has gone home to be with Kele and make sure
she's safe. Nhla's mind can't keep focus on these Russians' threats. His mind is in Cape
Town, imagining the worst that could happen, especially now that he broke her little heart.
She might find some guy there. Fvck! It's driving him crazy.
He calls his men inside and orders them to take the fake money to the Russians. He's not
going to pay them any cent, so they might as well k!ll that crazy woman.
Nhlakanipho: Call the doctor, I need to get discharged.
Man: But boss, you still need to go under monitoring.
Nhlakanipho: Do I look like I need to be monitored, Nkondlo? I need to see myself out of
here!
He snaps, making Nkondlo nod quickly and walk out of the ward.
—
As soon as he got to his place with his men. He got ready in his black outfit, wore a
bulletproof inside, and took his gun. Philani's call comes through as he is about to walk out
of the bedroom.
Philani: Is it safe to go there? I mean, you're still not okay, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: I need to act like I care to get them off our backs, Lani.
Philani: What if they shoot you?
Nhlakanipho: I'm not going there alone.
Philani: I'm coming.
Nhlakanipho: Don't be crazy. Nkele needs you by her side at any cost.
Philani: Be safe. Remember you need to come back alive for Rori.
Nhlakanipho: I know. I'm flying to Cape Town immediately after dealing with these
Russians.
Philani laughs out loud, sending an irritation to Nhlakanipho's face.
Philani: What will you be doing in Cape Town? Rori isn't supposed to be away from that guy
who took them there. He has to make sure she comes back home safe because school will be
charged if something happens to her.
Nhlakanipho: I need to see her.
Philani: She's coming back tomorrow. You'll see her.
Nhlakanipho: What if... what if they touch her?
Philani: Nhla, focus on the Russians and stop overthinking. Rori is yours.
Nhlakanipho: I hurt her, remember?
Philani: I remember. At least call her, don't go there, Nhlakanipho.
Nhla nods, but his heart refuses to listen to his brother. Would it be a good idea to go there?
No, Rori would probably ignore him, especially what transpired at the hospital. Fvck, this is
frustrating him!
Nhlakanipho: I'll call you once I deal with those crazy bastards.
Philani: Sure.
Nhlakanipho: Hit all the right spots. Remember, she's going back tomorrow.
Philani: Fvck you!
They both laugh and end the call. A thought crosses his mind. Since he got attached to Rori,
he has never fvcked anyone. He laughs alone at the thought because that's unlike him. Going
months without having sex? He must really love this girl.
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At Thabiso's place. Imani stared at him as he paced up and down, trying to reach Inganathi
on the phone. She was supposed to come and get Zanele since they decided to go home next
weekend because Rori has gone on that vacation.
Imani: Is she still unreachable?
Thabiso: I'm sorry, baby.
Imani: It's okay. We can just watch the movie and spend the night here. Zanele has also
slept, so I don't think her mother will still get here.
Thabiso: Are you okay, though?
Imani: I'm okay, babe.
They were supposed to go out and have dinner together, but only two of them. Their plans
got ruined by Inganathi not coming to get Zaza from Thabiso's place.
Imani: I just hope she's okay. Zanele still needs her mother.
Thabiso: It's like you just read my mind. I have a bad feeling about this whole thing.
Imani: Let's hope she's okay, my love.
Thabiso kisses her forehead and hugs her, trying to feel a little better.
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In Cape Town, Rori and Linda met the designer Gert-Johan Coetzee. Rori couldn't hide her
excitement because he's one of her favorites! They had dinner together and talked more
about fashion and design. Rori and Linda also shared their visions with her about designing.
After all that, they took pictures together. Had a little bit of fun and drak alcoholic wine.
That was Linda's plea, and Coetzee agreed to just wine because they're still under age.
Rori hates feeling dizzy. That's why she doesn't drink alcohol. She washes her hands in the
toilet and looks at her reflection. Such a perfection! She smiles and heads to the door, which
is pushed and shut immediately.
Rorisang: Uh... sir...
Kwenzokuhle cupped her face and hurrily kissed her. Rori pushed him from her, with her
heart pounding.
Rorisang: What are you doing?
Kwenzokuhle: Are you blind, Rori? I can't help myself. I... I like you.
Rorisang: You're married.
Kwenzokuhle: I told you, I have no wife.
Rorisang: But I...
Kwenzokuhle: Shh...
He put his index finger on her lips and slowly brushed his thumb on the bottom one. His
eyes not leaving hers.
Kwenzokuhle: Does he feel the same way?
Rorisang: It doesn't matter.
Kwenzokuhle: You're broken. He broke you.
Rorisang: Kwenzo...
Kwenzokuhle: But I don't mind waiting. I'll wait for you to heal.
Rorisang: We just met yesterday.
Kwenzokuhle: Don't you believe in love at first sight?
He pecks her soft lips.
Kwenzokuhle: Mhh?
Rorisang: I never experienced it.
Kwenzokuhle: Well, it's my first experience. Unganginika ithuba? (Will you give me a
chance?)
Rorisang: I... I don't know...
Kwenzokuhle: Think about it.
He pecks her lips again and turns to leave. Rori holds his hand back and pulls him for a kiss,
standing on her toes.
Kwenzo holds her waist gently, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. Their heavy
breath fills the restrooms as they hurrily kiss. Kwenzo pins her against the wall, his hands
wavering all over Rori's body. She moans softly when her phone rang.
Kwenzokuhle: Fvck!
Rorisang: (breathlessly) It must be my brother. Hello?
Silence. She looks at the screen and sees the number she saved. It's Nhlakanipho. Kwenzo
reads her face and nods, kissing her forehead.
Rorisang: Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Who are you fvcking, Rorisang?
Rorisang: What?
Nhlakanipho: You're out of your breath, I can hear you.
Rorisang: I was... I was... running.
Why is she feeling guilty now? This man broke up with her for goodness' sake!
Nhlakanipho: Running?
Rorisang: What were you saying?
Nhlakanipho: I thought you were not ready for sex, Rorisang. Did you make me wait for
nothing?
Rorisang: You made a fool out of me as well, remember?
Nhlakanipho: And the guy you just met is worth your purity?
Rorisang: Yes. Watseba keng? Nhlakanipho, focus on your wife, and leave me alone. I
thought you had blocked me, so I don't know how you're calling me. Who I fvck or give my
purity to, got nothing to do with you.
She dropped the call and blocked the number. Who does he think he is?
***FIVE YEARS LATER***
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 75: SEASON FINALE
RORISANG
SPONSORED BY ZAMA NGUNEZIIE
***FIVE YEARS LATER***
Winter is the most season I hate, followed by Autumn. Spring season is the best, making me
wonder why I couldn't be born in September at least— Nkele's birth month or maybe
October? Look at those beautiful trees, healthy trees, and healthy plants. It's not too hot, and
it's not too cold. It's just the best season.
I love it the most when it rains like this. I slowly gulp down my non-alcoholic wine while
staring outside my office window, my mind racing with thoughts. Who would've thought?
Well, I would have. This has always been my dream— being a fashion designer who owns a
huge manufacturing company and a boutique. Surprisingly, I never thought I could achieve
that at the age of 22. Thanks to the vacation I went on five years ago, I got to meet one of the
top fashion designers, Coetzee, who invested in my small business and made me big! I'll
forever be grateful.
Being born in an advantaged family also came in handy. My brother promised to sponsor
my boutique once I pass with flying colors. I studied hard, and with the help of my tutor, I
passed my matric well. I got accepted at the University of Johannesburg and recently
graduated.
My PA walking in snaps me out of my thoughts. A smile creeps on my face as she tells me
who's on the line. I already know what she's going to say, and I would hate to disappoint her
again.
Nkele: Do I have to go through your PA now?
Me: (laughs) Yes.
Nkele: Ska hlanya wena. I'm your best friend. (Don't be crazy)
Me: Sorry, I last switched on flight mode when I got in a meeting, and that's why you were
directed to my PA. How are you, Mommy?
Nkele: Argh, you know, just working and looking after my little family. How are you?
Me: Just working and spoling myself.
Nkele: It's our marriage anniversary this weekend.
I know. She has been telling me this since last week. I let out a heavy sigh, hitting the floor to
my chair.
Nkele: Rori.
Me: I don't think I'll be able to come.
Nkele: You can't say that. You missed our anniversary celebration last year.
Me: I was busy, Kele, and you know that.
Nkele: But this time is on a weekend. You don't work on weekends. Instead, you lock
yourself in that big house and watch Kdramas all day long, stuffing yourself with food.
Me: No, I found a man. We have a date this Saturday.
Nkele: Good, because it's on Sunday. You can come with him.
Me: But you know why I can't come there, Kele. You're now connected with him. You know
what happens every time I meet up with him.
Nkele: But you're coming with your man now, right?
There's no man here. I just wanted to come up with something as an excuse. I don't want to
see Nhlakanipho. The last time I went to Joburg, we had a heated argument after he saw me
with another man. I don't know where his Inganathi disappeared to. If she didn't disappear,
he would've married her, but since she's not here, Nhlakanipho came after me. What does
that make me?
Nkele: You last came here on my wedding and never showed your face. If Mnqobi was born
after our wedding, you wouldn't even know him.
Me: I'm sorry. I'll make time and come.
Nkele: I need you here.
Me: I'll come. How are Mnqo and Professor Khoza?
Nkele: They're both okay, just being clingy old men.
Me: Philani is an old man, not my Mnqo.
We go on and catch up. Mnqobi is three years old, so he can talk. I had a few words with
him, and well, he calls me aunty. He's very talkative like his mother. Mr Khoza wasn't so
talkative, but he was someone to chat with. I'm happy that their relationship got
somewhere. Philani was honest with her until they got here. Two years happily in marriage.
Yes, Kele got pregnant in her last year of university. I was doing my second year at that time.
Nkele: I hope to see you on Sunday.
Me: I'll come, trust me.
Nkele: Thank you.
We end the call that leaves me in racing thoughts. It's been what? The whole two years
without seeing Kele. I thought as we grew, we were growing apart, but I now realize that
I've been avoiding seeing my best friend because of that jerk.
I sigh, shaking off the thoughts. I'll make it up to her. Tell you what, I'll pack and leave
tonight since it's already Friday.
I check a few emails, replying to some and ignoring some. I won't deal with rude clients.
That is something I wouldn't ever do.
Olerato, my PA, walks in, followed by someone I never thought I could see. I quickly stand
up, clearing my throat.
Olerato: He refused to listen, Ms Gela.
Me: It's fine. I'll take it from here.
She makes her way out, leaving me with Kwenzokuhle.
Kwenzokuhle: Sawubona.
Me: Hi.
Kwenzokuhle: How are you?
Me: O batlang, Kwenzo? Mhh?
After dating this man, I swore to never look at men the same way, like before— older men, I
mean. The difference I've been feeling is only towards Nhlakanipho. I think he's the first
person I got attached to. I didn't have this feeling towards Mkhuseli.
Kwenzokuhle: You can't ignore me forever, Rori.
Me: I'm working.
Kwenzokuhle: I've been trying to reach you on the phone.
Me: I blocked you.
Kwenzokuhle: I noticed. Look, I'm sorry, okay?
Me: I hate cheating, Kwenzokuhle. I don't understand why every man has to make a fool out
of me. You were the worst of them all. Sleeping with my friend? Just after proposing to me,
Kwenzokuhle? Blocking your number should make you aware that I want nothing to do
with you.
Kwenzokuhle: Nawe be honest, Rorisang. You were still in love with that Khoza boy.
Boy? Nhlakanipho would flip if he were to hear that he's being called a boy.
Kwenzokuhle: Besides that, you couldn't sleep with me!
Me: I wasn't ready.
Kwenzokuhle: Even after I proposed?
Me: I was uncomfortable. Are we really going to talk about that now?
Kwenzokuhle: I miss you.
Me: Kwenzo...
Kwenzokuhle: What I had with Minenhle was lust.
Me: A lust that broke my heart.
I was still doing my second year, 20 years of age, and Minenhle was my varsity friend. From
that time, I realized that I was meant to have only one friend, that being Nkeletseng. Every
friend of mine turns to go for people I get in a relationship with.
Kwenzokuhle: Ngiyaxolisa, sthandwa sami.
Me: I can't.
Kwenzokuhle: Rori...
Me: I need to work, Kwenzo. Please.
He sighs, scratching the back of his head.
Kwenzokuhle: Can you please unblock me?
Me: Please leave.
After so many years, he comes running after me? He should be with Enhle and leave me
alone. God, it's been so peaceful since I've been single. Focusing on work and myself has
made me realize that I don't actually need someone to make me enjoy life.
Me: I'll unblock you.
He smiles and finally leaves the office. Great!
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NKELETSENG
She's brushing her small bump, smiling at her husband playing with their son. She has
gained weight, and that has made her lose self-confidence, but Philani, being a supportive
husband, he assured her that her body wasn't bad, especially for a mother.
Mnqobi: (giggles) Dada... Dada...
He's out of his breath from laughing too hard. Philani finally lets him be and joins Kele on
the couch. He kisses her bump before going up to kiss her lips.
Philani: Is he still okay?
Nkele: SHE is okay.
Since Nkele is still just four months pregnant, they haven't found the gender of the baby.
Philani says he wants a soccer team, while Nkele wants a baby girl.
Philani: Are you okay?
Nkele: Mm. Baby, can I ask a fovor?
Philani: Yes, sure.
Nkele: I know I might sound crazy, but... can you please not let your brother come on
Sunday?
Philani: Huh? How is that possible, mkami? Nhla is my brother, and we invited all the family
members to that lunch.
Nkele: It's just... he makes Rori uncomfortable. I thought maybe he should miss this one
celebration.
Mnqobi ran towards his father, still giggling, and threw himself between his legs. Philani
picked him up to his lap and kissed his cheek before focusing back on Kele.
Philani: Nhlakanipho has a woman he loves now, and you know that. Rori shouldn't be
feeling uncomfortable with someone she last saw years back. Kanti, isn't she in a
relationship with someone?
Nkele: You know how Nhla is, baby. I don't know what happens when those two meet.
Remember the heated argument they had on our wedding? I don't want drama.
Philani: Then don't invite your friend.
Nkele: I miss her, Philani. It's been so long since we last saw each other. I just wanted her to
be here, with me, to celebrate me. Rori isn't in a relationship with anyone. Well, she says she
now has a man, but I don't think so. She's a workaholic and Kdrama addict. She hardly goes
out, especially after that friend of her betrayed her.
Philani swallows, thinking critically about Nkele's request while Mnqobi plays with his
beard, singing the song he and God only know.
Philani: Tell her to come with her man, and Nhlakanipho will come with Kristen.
Nkele: You just can't tell him not to come, mh?
Philani: As much as you can't tell Rori not to come, Kele. Nhla is my brother, Angeke
ngikwenze lokho ofuna ngikwenze, mkami. (I can't do what you want me to do)
Nkele nods and lets out a heavy sigh, brushing her tummy. Philani puts his hand on top of
her hand.
Philani: Unless we cancel and just go out and celebrate, only the two of us.
Nkele: No, you get too naughty when we're alone. That's why I'm pregnant again after three
years.
Philani: (laughs) You're just too good, I can't help it. Champ, don't you want to sleep?
Nkele gasps and laughs immediately. She playfully smacks the back of his head.
Nkele: Don't be crazy.
Philani: I want you, baby. Why did you have to snap out my naughty thoughts?
Nkele: The child is listening Philani.
Philani: Naughty can be defined differently.
He winks, smiling, and kisses her lips.
Philani: I'll talk to him. He will be hurt, but I'll make him understand.
Nkele: It's fine, my love. We can just cancel. I'll call Rori and tell her.
Philani: You said you miss her.
Nkele: I do, but I don't want your brother to hate me. I will make time and visit her.
Philani: You can't fly to Cape Town, Kele. You're pregnant.
Nkele: I'm not heavily pregnant.
Philani: Still. I won't let you.
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NARRATED
Rorisang's phone rings, just as she got to the car she rented. The atmosphere in Joburg will
always be different from Cape Town. She lets it ring to avoid ruining the surprise. She's just
going to drop her things at Thabiso's place and drive off to Nkele's house. She won't be able
to sleep before seeing her.
Rori starts the car and drives off. Imani had already opened the gate for her since she
notified her about her visit. Zanele is so grown, a 13 years old girl, who's now in grade 8. It's
still unbelievable that her mother ran away and never looked back, but Thabiso did a great
job, together with Imani.
Zanele: Aunty Rori!
She exclaimed in excitement, running towards Rori, and hugged her tight. Rori smiled
warmly, welcoming her into her arms.
Rorisang: Wareng wena? (What's up?)
Zanele: Nothing much. How are you? I saw you on TV the other day. I screamed my lungs
out and took a video to show my friends at school.
Rorisang: That was so necessary, I love being well-known.
Zanele: (laughs) I know, right? Are you okay?
Rorisang: I'm perfect. You're so grown, wa jola neh? (You're dating, huh?)
Zanele: No!
That was unnecessarily loud! Rori laughed together with her as they both walked inside the
house. Imani smiled, welcoming her with a warm embrace.
Imani: You're so beautiful. Cape Town treats you well.
Rorisang: I knew I had to reside in Cape Town the weekend we went on vacation when I
was in grade 11.
Imani: You made a good choice. How are you doing?
Rorisang: I'm good, how are you guys? Where's my nephew?
Imani: Tlotli is sleeping.
Imani responds, referring to her child with Thabiso. Rori feels like she's slacking, especially
now that her friend is married and has kids, and she's still stuck— single.
Rorisang: Thabiso said he'll get home late. In the meantime, I'll go and pop up at Kele's
place.
Imani: Don't be late. You know how your brother is.
Rorisang: Overprotective, I know.
—
Rorisang drives slowly and smiles as she sees that the gate is left open. She drives in and
parks next to a car that she found parked on the driveway.
She jumps off and fixes her skirt, walking towards the door. It's been so long, and nerves are
failing to slow down. She feels butterflies in her stomach as she thinks of seeing her best
friend.
Rori presses the doorbell again. She was about to press it again when the door slowly
opened. She looked up and blinked, swallowing hard. His cologne hovered over her the
second he opened.
Nhlakanipho: Nana?
There he goes, calling her that again after so many years! His voice hasn't changed. It's still
deep, but now cracky.
Rorisang feels her body changing, feeling something she thought had long faded.
Rorisang: Hi.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 76: SEASON FINALE
NHLAKANIPHO
Seconds of awkward silence pass between them as he takes a clear look at Rori, his
Dollface. Nhla studies her carefully, looking at her well-built curves that suit her small
body and the beautiful small boobs that go along with her flat tummy. He looks up on
her face. Her beauty is a cherry on top. Her captivating eyes pierce through, giving him
chills he can't describe.
The urge of having her inside his arms overpowers him. He finds himself pulling her
into his arms, squeezing her so warmly and kissing her hair like they're still in a
relationship. He feels something different hits him inside. He feels home. Rorisang has
always felt homely, and what he did years back has cost him someone he dearly loves.
For a moment, Rori responded to the hug but suddenly pushed him away and stepped
back. She looked deadly in his eyes with unshed tears.
Rorisang: What are you doing?
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Rorisang: Rorisang. That's my name, so please stop calling me that. I'm no longer that
naive teenager. I've grown, and I don't like what you're trying to do.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry.
Rorisang: This is not your place, so I came to see my friend. Move out of my way.
Nhlakanipho: I will. I will move out of your way, but can you at least tell me how you
have been?
He's sincere. His eyes search for hers as she blinks away her tears. Nhla feels his heart
aching, sinking to see her cry. This woman loved him. She loved him so much, but all he
did was shuttering her little heart. He regrets not making wise decisions, letting his fear
of losing her to death overpower him.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry.
He finds himself uttering those words in a trembling voice, yet with certainty. Rori
shakes her head no, taking another step back as Nhla closes the door behind him.
Nhlakanipho: Nana... I mean, Rori...
Rorisang: I've got nothing to say to you.
Nhlakanipho: But I have a lot to say, Rorisang. I have a lot of things to say.
Rorisang: What will that be for? It's been years, and I've moved on.
Nhlakanipho: Be honest, Rori. Not with only me, but be honest with yourself as well.
What we have is a strong connection. You can't resist me, and so do I.
Rorisang: I'd rather die than be with you, Nhlakanipho. I need to get inside, please move.
Nhla finds himself holding Rorisang's hand, which she quickly takes back. She throws
him a death glare.
Rorisang: Kopa oska mbora. (Please don't bore me.)
Nhlakanipho: How are you, Nana? At least let me know how...
Rorisang: I'm good. I've been so good for the past years until now. Every time my eyes
land on you, everything changes, Nhlakanipho. What do you want from me? Don't you
want to see me happy?
Nhlakanipho: I just want you to give me a chance to explain everything. I don't know
when will I ever see you again, so I'm begging for a chance. Maybe I'll finally find peace.
I'll stop seeing you in every woman I get involved with.
Rorisang: Will you also explain why you k!lled my father?
That question leaves Nhlakanipho perplexed. It has taken him aback as to how she
found out. It was supposed to be secret, and Thabiso also knows that. This was an
agreement, regardless of their indifference and dispute.
Rorisang: Cat got your tongue? Are you speechless now?
Rori tries to prompt Nhla to break his silence and say something, but Nhlakanipho's
mind goes completely blank. He swallows, clenching his jaws and trying his all to avoid
her eyes. Rori glares at him and pushes him out of the way and barge inside the house.
"Nhla? Who was on the door?"
Philani asks from the lounge as Rorisang walks inside. Nhla curses, "sh!t" whilst
scratching his head in frustrations. He looks at the door where Rori disappeared to and
curses again, now punching the air.
She has grown into a woman he had never imagined her to be. He has stalked her on
socials, anonymously so, and honestly, he always wished to see her again after the
argument they had on Philani's wedding. She was still a student then, still talkative and
crazy— well, he watched her from a distance.
After gathering his strength, he finally walks back inside, with his emotions fighting
against one another. Her fragrance attacked his nostrils as soon as he walked in the
lounge. The laughter and chattering he heard from the kitchen had turned into silence.
Mnqobi clapped his hands, jumping before running towards Nhla, calling him with a
wide grin.
Nkele: Stop running, Mnqobi!
She warned. Nhla caught him in his arms and kissed his cheek. He glanced at Rori, who
was looking away. Is it legal for someone to be this gorgeous? Her big afro also looks
good on her. Nhla only realizes now that he lost a gem, a real one.
Nhlakanipho: (clears throat) Philani, I'm heading out.
Philani: Oh, uhm... let me... let me walk you out.
Nkele: Go well, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Sure.
He stole a quick glance at her again before leading the way out. Mnqobi was now
focused on Nhla's mustache and ear.
Philani: What happened between you two?
Philani couldn't wait any second when they stepped out of the house. Nhla breathed out,
a hint of regret washing over his face.
Nhlakanipho: She knows. She knows about her father's death.
Philani: Don't fvck with me. Does she know the full story?
Nhlakanipho: I don't know. She just know that I was the one who pulled the trigger.
Philani: Oh, shit!
Nhlakanipho: I fvcked up, Lani. She wants nothing to do with me. If only she didn't know
this, I would've tried to win her over. I messed up.
Philani: (raises brows) What do you mean 'win her over'? You have Kris, Nhla. Will you
just stop messing around and fvcking grow up? Focus on one woman, and that is
Kristen. What you had with Rorisang had long ended the time you decided to protect
her by being away from her.
For some reason, Philani is just mad. He's slightly shouting at his brother for absolutely
no reason, which forces Nhlakanipho's brows to form a deep frown.
Nhlakanipho: Kristen isn't my woman, Philani, and you know that. We're just hooking
up.
Philani: Imagine a whole 35 years old man hooking up with different girls.
Nhlakanipho: Different girls? It's just her.
Philani: That's why I asked you to settle down with her!
Nhlakanipho: Kungani ubanga umsindo manje? You also startled Nqobi. I met Kris at the
club. Do you think I would settle for someone like that? I don't last in relationships that I
intend to keep. You, out of all people, should know that. I'm attached to Rorisang. We
haven't even gotten intimate, but our souls are already connected. I'm in love with her.
Philani: Well, she has moved on. She will never look at you the same way she used to.
You're getting old, and she's still in her twenties. Why don't you look for someone else
to settle with?
Irritation hits Nhla's face. He hands Mnqobi over to his father and walks to the driver’s
side. He's not even shocked to see Rori's fancy car. She has always been in love with
fancy cars. Speaking of cars, she returned the Bentley she was given by his father.
Nhlakanipho: I don't want someone else, I don't know when you will get that through
your skull.
Philani: This attraction you have towards Rori will be the end of you.
Nhla ignores that and jumps in his car. He reverses his car, trying to call Kristen. She
answers on the last ring in a sleepy voice.
Kristen: Mr. K.
Nhlakanipho: Where are you?
Kristen: My place.
Nhlakanipho: Open up, I'm coming.
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RORISANG
Seeing Nhlakanipho today wasn't on my expectations. This frustrating organ betrayed
me again as soon as our eyes met. How could I even melt like that in his arms? Thank
God I managed to get hold of myself and pulled back.
Me: He ruined the surprise as well as my mood.
Nkele: I'm sorry. We didn't know you were coming, le yena he just got here to drop off
something.
Me: I understand. How's the little princess doing in here.
I brush her bump, smiling. I can't believe she hid that she's expecting another one. It's
been two months since she found out and just decided to keep quiet about it. Philani
walked past us, disappearing to one of the rooms with Mnqobi.
Nkele: I wanted to surprise you, that's why I didn't tell you.
Me: Is it really a mini you?
Nkele: I hope so. Philani wants another boy because he says a girl will drink his pocket
empty.
Me: Lol, what is he expecting? That will be his princess.
Nkele: Right? I don't know what he's expecting. Enough about me. You're so beautiful,
mkgotsi, kante keng? The pictures you sent me didn't do any justice on you.
Me: You reckon? (laughs) No wonder I'm still single.
I say, purposely not hiding the sarcasm. She slaps the back of my head, ruining my
styled afro. I laugh softly, fixing it.
Me: You're ruining my hair.
Nkele: I don't care. You don't find a man because you're always indoors, or rather
working. Who would see you?
Me: I don't know, maybe when I go grocery shopping?
Nkele: They must've tried their luck, but you obviously pushed them away.
Me: No.
Nkele: Yes. I know the reason behind that, but friend, if you love him so much, why are
you not giving him a chance? He's trying. Remember when you blocked his number the
time you went on vacation? I remember because I was visiting Philani at that time. He
almost went crazy, and the fact that you were breathless when you answered your
phone? It drove him insane.
Mxm, I'm not going to buy that. What could possibly drive him crazy? I did exactly what
he wanted.
Me: He broke up with me first, and I begged him to stay, but he still stood by his
decision. He asked me to stay away, so what drove him crazy?
Nkele: He wanted you to stay away because of his enemies.
Me: Enemies?
Nkele: Yes. His enemies were threatening him using you after seeing him frequently
spending time with you.
Me: So he decided to break my heart like that? I don't understand.
Nkele: He'll make you understand if you give him a chance.
Me: What chance, Kele? I don't want him. This stupid heart is just making bad decisions
on its own. I don't want Nhlakanipho.
Nkele: I'm not saying you should get back together. I'm saying give him a chance to
explain himself. You're my best friend, Rori, and Nhla is my brother-in-law, so at the end
of the day, you'll always see each other because you're both part of my life.
That's true. I'll always bump into him. Maybe I should stop locking myself indoors and
go out. Maybe I'll find someone who'll eventually replace him in my heart. Basically, I
truly loved Nhla, and I can technically say he was my first love. Someone I got seriously
attached to.
Me: I... I would give him a chance, Kele.
Nkele: But?
Me: It's not only about him and breaking up with me.
Nkele: Did he do something else?
Me: He... I found out that... he's the one who k!lled my father.
Nkele: (gasps) What? O reng, Rori? (What are you saying?)
Me: Yes. I don't have a father today because of him. I overheard Thabiso telling Imani
that years ago. He was never mine, Kele. How do I give someone who murdered my
father a chance? I wish I could hate him, but I can't. I wish... I wish I could just stop
randomly thinking about him. You know?
I look at her, pushing back my tears and pressing my lips together to refrain sobs from
escaping my lips.
Me: He broke me beyond repair, so how do I keep loving him like this, Kele?
Nkele: Oh, God, Rori...
She pulls me to her shoulder, brushing my arm gently. I free a sob I've been holding, as
she keeps shushing me.
Nkele: I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Me: He hurt me.
Nkele: And I now understand, Rori. I just saw the love you have for him, that's why I was
persistent about you giving him a chance. I'm sorry, don't even think about it.
I cried for a while and finally calmed down. Kele pours me a glass of water and hands it
over. I just take a sip and put the glass away.
Nkele: Did you make this skirt as well?
Me: What? No.
She hates emotional chats, and that's why she's changing the topic. I know she's about
to say something because of the look she's giving me.
Nkele: Mara chomi, how long are you planning to keep your purity?
Me: Who said I'm still a virgin?
Nkele: Huh? Wait, what?
Me: How about you treat me on lunch tomorrow? I'll fill you up with the details.
Nkele: How about ordering in now, so you can spill the beans? I can't wait for tomorrow.
Who did you do it with? How was your first time?
Me: (laughs) Will you relax?
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION

CHAPTER 77: SEASON FINALE

LINDA
SPONSORED BY ZAMA NGUNEZIIE
She has grown into a woman her brother would be proud of. It was saddening when she
heard that he skipped the country, but thanks to her intelligence, she kept the
scholarship safe and managed to pass with good marks that got her into university.
Linda was accepted at the University of Free State, not only that university, but she
chose one to study in a different province that she has never been to. Mkhuseli’s wife,
Nomkhitha, had taken Linda's mother and took care of her. Well, she still does.
She's now in her mini office, typing on her computer and making sure that her work
schedule for Monday is ready when a knock came through, and Khumo walked in
holding a bouquet of flowers.
Linda rolled her eyes, finishing up on her laptop. Khumo put the flowers next to that
laptop, clearing his throat.
Khumo: Babe, hi.
Linda: Hello.
She has done typing, but she decides to keep her eyes glued on the screen. Khumo walks
around and spins the chair that Linda is sitting on in his direction.
Khumo: Are we still fighting?
Linda: Angilwi nawe mina. (I'm not fighting with you)
She returns to her laptop, saves the work, and shuts it down. Khumo stands a distance
from her, watching every move she takes. Linda parks her laptop and grabs her
handbag. Khumo stops her before she leaves the office.
Khumo: Can we talk before we leave?
Linda: Oh, you want to "talk" now?
Khumo: Mamela, moratuwa, ke maswabi tlhe. (Listen, love, I'm sorry)
Linda: You keep saying that, Khumo. When will you finally change? If I can make time
out of my busy schedule, why can't you do the same?
Khumo: My job is a very demanding job.
Linda: And mine it's not? I can schedule my important meetings just to spend my time
with you. Why can't you reciprocate?
Khumo: I'm sorry. I've seen my mistakes, but breakup is not the solution, moratuwa, we
can sort this out without... you know, going separate ways.
He pleads. Linda hates this so much! She hates how he can easily get to her using just his
words and those eyes! Those eyes make one innocent while guilty.
Linda: These flowers smell nice.
Khumo: (smiles) Just like their owner.
Linda: (blushes) I'll have to put them in that vase. Thank you.
Khumo: No, thank you.
He holds both her hands, kissing the top of them before looking deep in her eyes. Linda
drops her eyes, unable to hold his strong gaze.
Khumo: I'm serious, babe. I will stop behaving like this. I will become the better man for
you.
Linda: I'll believe in your actions from now on, not your words.
Khumo: I'll prove myself to you. Kea go rata.
Linda: Nami ngiyakthanda.
Khumo: Do you want to show me how much you love me?
Linda: (laughs) Khumo!
She looks around like someone has heard that apart from herself. Khumo smirks
mischievously and rounds his hand around Linda's waist, bringing her closer. They both
hold a gaze before colliding their lips, sharing a slow yet passionate kiss.
Khumo fails to control his hands. They travel down to Linda's arse and hold it closer to
his boner.
Linda: Mhh... (breaks the kiss) I should show you, huh?
Khumo: Yes, baby.
She runs to the door quickly and locks before rushing back. Khumo's pants are already
down, kissing the floor.
Linda hurrily kisses him while jerking his dic, moaning slightly between the kiss. She
goes down, still in her heels, and kisses the head. Her tongue plays on the head while
her eyes are fixed on Khumo's face.
Khumo: Oh, shit!
She has inserted his dic inside her mouth. She pulls it down, plays with her tongue, and
inserts it back in.
Khumo: Baby! What are you... uhh, fvck!
Khumo's phone rings. He looks at it and puts it on silence. His hand goes behind Linda's
head and pushes deep.
Khumo: Uhhh...
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NHLAKANIPHO
He lies on his back, breathing heavily. Next to him, Kristen lies, trying to gather all her
breath whilst chuckling.
Kristen: You can be a beast when you want.
Nhlakanipho: Yeah.
He answers dismissively. His mind far away from where his body is. He feels a wave of
regret showering over him. He suddenly feels like he cheated on Rorisang. "Shit," he
curses beneath his heavy breath. He just wanted to offload the frustrations and stress he
had earlier on Kristen.
Kris turns her head, facing him with a frown. Nhlakanipho looks at her and sits up. He
gets off the bed and grabs his clothes.
Kristen: I thought you were sleeping over.
Nhlakanipho: No.
Kristen: Nhla, what's up with you?
Nhlakanipho: Nothing.
Kristen: Nothing? Bro, you're getting back into your clothes just after a steamy session.
That's not you. Driving from my place smelling sex?
Nhlakanipho: I'll bathe at my place.
He throws on his t-shirt and wears his slides. Kristen jumps off the bed, grabbing a sheet
to cover her naked body.
Kristen: Is this about 'Rori'?
Nhlakanipho: What?
He pauses. Nhla doesn't remember saying anything about Rorisang, especially to
someone like Kris. How does she know her now? Yes, he told her that his heart and soul
were with someone else but never mentioned a name.
Kristen: Rori, or do you want me to say 'Nana'?
Nhlakanipho: What on earth are you talking about, Kristen?
Kristen: I don't know if I'm now 'Rori' or 'Nana' to you because you basically called me
those names while fvcking me.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck no!
Kristen: Fvck yes.
He doesn't recall any of that. Why would he call Rori's name while they've never had
intimacy? This is insane, and he's being crazy. "Rorisang, what are you doing to me?" His
inner self asks, unable to believe what Kris is saying.
Kristen: Did you go and fvck someone else when you asked me not to fvck around?
Nhlakanipho: No. I... I didn't. Kris, I think we should put a full stop to our so-called thing.
Kristen: Don't drive me insane.
Nhlakanipho: Remember the girl I once told you about? She's back, and I don't think I'll
be able to continue fvcking around.
Kristen: Is she Rori?
Nhlakanipho: Yes.
Kristen: Didn't you say she wants nothing to do with you? Are you sure you want us to
put a full stop instead of a comma?
Nhlakanipho: I'm serious, Kris. I shouldn't have even come here. I'm trying to win back
her trust, but I don't think I'll succeed with this behavior.
Yes. Calling her name during sex with someone else should be a sign that he's never
going to be able to move on from her.
Kristen: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: I need to go. I had fun while it lasted, but I... love her.
Kristen: I thought... I thought you were getting interested in me.
Nhlakanipho: (frowns) What?
Kristen: We went on dates, Nhla. You sent me money and flowers. You wished me a
happy birthday. Those were the signs.
Nhlakanipho: Haibo. Uyangidakelwa keh manje wena. Dates? We went on that double
date because my brother begged me to bring you. He's the one who also asked me to
buy you flowers because you were promoted at work, and I sent money because you
satisfied me. There are no signs here.
He picks his phone and throws it in his pants pocket, and grabs his car keys. Kristen
holds his arm back.
Kristen: But I... I have fallen for you, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Kris...
Kristen: I know what we agreed on, and I know... about that Rori girl, but I... I love you,
Nhlakanipho.
To Be Continued.
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 78: SEASON FINALE
NHLAKANIPHO
SPONSORED BY ZAMA NGUNEZIIE
He gently gets her hands off his arm and heaves a deep sigh. This is what he has been trying
to avoid for the past years, but he literally thought Kristen was smarter than this. Catching
feelings? That's not like her.
Nhlakanipho: Don't do this to yourself, Kris. I thought you were smart. What's this now?
Kristen: I just...
Nhlakanipho: No, Kris. What we had was just a hook up, sneaking around, and fvcking.
There was nothing serious that could pop out of this. We both agreed not to attach strings.
I'm now ending this, and you decide to confess your feelings? What should I do now?
Change my mind just because you decided to break the rule?
Kristen: Nhla...
Nhlakanipho: No, Kristen. I lost someone I wholeheartedly love because of stupid decisions,
but I'm not about to make another stupid mistake of ruing what we could have with her. I'm
done playing around.
He stares at her for a little while before walking away, stepping out of the bedroom. He goes
straight to his car and drives out, heading straight to his place to take a quick shower before
driving to Thabiso's place.
He parks his car a few houses away and takes out his phone, dialing Rori's number with a
different number since his number is blocked. It rings unanswered. He checks times and
curses, seeing that it's damn late. She must be sleeping.
He drives straight to the yard and parks on the side. The security walks to his car and
knocks on his window. He lowers the window down, smiling.
Nhlakanipho: Hawu, Sicelo? Sawubona.
Good thing— It's a man he knows. They come from afar, both him and Thabiso used to be
close, and that's how Nhla got to know him. Sicelo is also happy to see Nhla since it's been a
long time. Nhlakanipho steps out, filling the cold breeze with his fragrance. They bro
handshake and laugh softly among themselves. They quickly catch up, and Nhla gets
straight to point after the catch-up.
Nhlakanipho: I'm glad it's you. I need to talk to Rorisang. Is she inside?
Sicelo: Yes, but it's way past 10, so she must be sleeping.
Nhlakanipho: That's where I need your help.
Sicelo: Help? Don't tell me you want me to wake her up. She hates being woken up.
Nhlakanipho: I know, that's why I need you to sneak me inside her room.
Sicelo: Haibo, Nhla? Cha. I can't do that to risk my job.
Nhlakanipho: I'll pay you, Sicelo. I need to talk to her, please.
Sicelo: This isn't only about money, but my loyalty with Thabiso.
Nhlakanipho: He wouldn't even know. I'll make it as fast as I can.
Sicelo hesitates, shaking his head. How is he even going to sneak him inside? That's risky.
Sicelo: They've locked the door, and their windows have bars.
Nhlakanipho: You've worked with him for a long time, Sicelo. You must know the
alternative way to get inside.
Sicelo: Kodwa uyahlupha yazi Nhlakanipho. I'll open the garage door. There's a door that
leads to the kitchen. As soon as you're inside, make sure you make no noise, okay? I don't
want trouble.
Nhlakanipho: Which room is hers?
Sicelo: Downstairs, go through the passage. The second door on your left. Come on, I'll
watch over your car.
Nhla nods and follows Sicelo inside. Sicelo presses the garage remote and opens its door. It
slowly opens without making any noise. Nhla quickly disappeared inside before Sicelo
closed the door again.
Inside, Nhla opens the door that leads to the garage, slowly so. It's dark, meaning they're all
asleep. He can hear soft moans from upstairs but focuses on his mission to Rori's bedroom.
Fvck, what if she locked the door? His heart races the more he takes more steps towards the
bedroom. She's a heavy sleeper, so she wouldn't hear him opening the door. Great! It's
unlocked.
As soon as he steps inside, her smooth fragrance fills his nostrils. His eyes roam around,
looking at unpacked bags lying on the floor. His eyes fall on her. The side lamp is on, and
she's sleeping on her stomach, her legs apart. He chuckles as he thinks of the moments they
shared the bed. She still doesn't know how to sleep.
He needs to make it fast like he promised Sicelo. Nhla takes steps towards the bed and sits
on the edge, staring at her beauty.
Nhlakanipho: Hey, Nana.
He's whispering, forgetting that this person is a heavy sleeper. He shakes her a little, not
wanting to be rough. Rori moans, turning around and changing her position.
Nhla pulls her gently, making her sit. Her eyes are still closed.
Rorisang: Mh? Is it morning already? Mara Thabiso, you know I hate...
She sniffs the familiar scent, a frown forming on her face. She slowly opens her eyes and
yawns. Nhla smiles, failing to control himself.
Rorisang: Am I dreaming?
This person is still sleeping, just with her eyes open. Nhlakanipho pulls her into a hug and
whispers against her ear.
Nhlakanipho: No, you're not dreaming.
He pulls away, and she has now closed her eyes. Nhla laughs softly, cupping her cheek. She
falls on his big hand, her dollface fitting well.
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
He doesn't whisper this time. Rori opens her eyes, and they immediately widen. She blinks,
attempting to scream, but Nhla quickly places his hand on her mouth.
Nhlakanipho: I'm not going to hurt you. Please don't make a noise. Your brother wouldn't
like to see me in here.
He moves away his hand. Rori is still shocked to see him here. She moves back on her bed
and rubs her eyes.
Rorisang: Wh-what... how did you get in?
Nhlakanipho: I have my ways. I'm sorry for waking you up.
Rorisang: You're starting to get creepy now, Nhlakanipho. I'm going to open a protection
order against you.
Nhlakanipho: You can do that, but at least listen to what I have to say.
Rorisang: I don't want to listen. Please leave.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Rorisang: You k!lled my father, Nhlakanipho. How are you going to explain that?
Nhlakanipho: Your brother didn't explain fully what happened, and that's why I feel like I
deserve a chance to explain.
Rorisang: (sighs) Let me go and wash my face. I'm still sleepy.
Rorisang hops off the bed and walks out after switching on the light. She now looks wide
awake. Nhla watches as she grabs the water bottle and gulps down the water.
Rorisang: Let's listen to what you have to say.
Nhlakanipho: Sit down, Nana.
Rorisang: No, I'll listen while standing. I don't want to be next to you.
She hates him, and he gets and understands her point. He leans his elbow on the edge of his
knees, facing down.
Nhlakanipho: Firstly, I would like to apologize. I apologize for everything I put you through.
I apologize for hurting and breaking your heart.
Rorisang: Why did you kill him? I need to know why you had to rob me, my father?
Nhlakanipho: I pulled the trigger because I was asked to, not because I wanted to.
Rorisang: Don't lie, Nhlakanipho. I saw your cold look when you killed him. You were
shooting to kill, Nhlakanipho. My father was a good man. He didn't deserve to die like that.
Nhlakanipho: He was a good man in your eyes, Rorisang. You were his only little daughter,
and he had to appear as a perfect father. Your father was a sinner, more than I am.
She shakes her head in disbelief. Her father was everything but a sinner. Nhla looks up, and
he can sense the disbelief, but to win her back, he has to be honest with her.
Nhlakanipho: There's a gang, mafia gang called 'The Wolves', and your father was the
leader.
Rorisang: What?
Nhlakanipho: The gang where dark secrets are kept, blood is spilling, and crimes, and I
mean, dirty, deep crimes are committed.
Rorisang: Leave if you're going to lie to me.
Nhlakanipho: I'm not lying. Your brother dismissed the fact that you suspected me as your
father's killer. Didn't you ask yourself why? Because he knows. He knows the truth but
decided to tell you half of it just to spite you against me.
Rorisang: He... he didn't directly tell me. I overheard him telling Imani, his woman.
She confesses, facing down. Nhlakanipho goes on, telling her the whole truth.
Nhlakanipho: I was instructed to k!ll him. Thabiso didn't tell you because he's also at fault. I
don't want you to hate him because honestly it had to be done or else you would've lost
your life, and so is Thabiso. Your father sacrificed his life for both of you even though it was
Thabiso's fault. I had to be the one doing it because I was under him and my father. Your
brother came after Philani.
Rorisang: (frowns) I don't get you at all.
Nhlakanipho: Thabiso will have to tell you full details because it's not my place. My place
was to tell you under what reason I did what I did.
Rorisang: Is that supposed to make me feel better?
Nhlakanipho: No, because at the end of the day, you lost your father, and I'm the one who
pulled the trigger.
He gets up from the bed, memories of that day flashing in the back of his mind. He holds
back his tears that eventually make his eyes bloodshot red. He closes the gap between them
and holds her hands. Rori looks up with unshed tears in her eyes.
Rorisang: Please tell me what he did to make my father sacrifice his life.
Nhlakanipho: That's not my place, Nana, even if I tell you, you won't understand, maybe, just
maybe when he tells you, you'll understand.
Rorisang: Was there no alternative way to deal with that?
Nhlakanipho: No, I'm sorry.
He pulls her into a hug, squeezing her into his warm embrace. She silently cries, holding the
tight on his t-shirt. Nhlakanipho's silence sends a comfort while his hand keeps brushing
her back, gently so.
Rorisang: Why do I always get hurt?
She asks, pulling away after a little while. Nhla stares into her teary eyes, swallowing. His
hands go up to her wet face, and brush away her tears.
Nhlakanipho: It's not always, Nana, this shall pass too. You'll be okay as time goes by, and
you'll understand that it had to be done.
Rorisang: I'll never understand. The 'Wolves' gang and whatsoever, I'll never understand.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry.
Rorisang: Breaking up with me was also to protect me?
Nhlakanipho: Yes.
Rorisang: So Kele was right? If this gang thing brings so much drama and enemies, why are
you still there?
Nhlakanipho: That's a legacy, Rori. We just don't decide to leave. Many procedures are
taken, and they may include k!lling again. I'm sorry for hurting you. Instead of dealing with
the situation at hand with wisdom, I chose the wrong path.
He wipes off the tear that Rori sheds and pecks her forehead. They lock eyes, their hearts
beating fast.
Nhlakanipho: I'm so sorry for breaking your heart like that. I love you, Rorisang. I loved you
the very first time I laid my eyes on you. I've always loved you, Nana, and I never stopped.
He puts her hand on the side of his heart, not breaking the contact with her.
Nhlakanipho: Do you feel this heartbeat? It beats this fast when you're this close to me.
You're in control of this heart, Nana, because it only beats for you. I've never had any
interest in any woman since you came into my life. I see you in every woman I try to get
myself involved with. (laughs) It's crazy, I know, but that's how you drive me— crazy.
Ngiyakthanda mina, Nana, ngifuna ukuba ngowakho. (I love you, Nana, and I want to be
yours.)
He sincerely says, his voice very deep and husky, so very low that made Rori swallow
audibly hard. She finally breaks eye contact. Nhlakanipho puts his hand below her chin,
forcing her to look at him.
Nhlakanipho: Can we please work on things? You know you miss me too, you know you
want me as much as I want you. Let's not be in denial, baby.
He whispers the last part, leaning over and slowly brushes his lips against hers. He kisses
her as if he's asking for permission. Rori places her hand on his shoulder, the other one on
his chest whilst standing on her toes.
Nhlakanipho deepens the kiss. He holds her waist tight, kissing her passionately. Rori jumps
on him, her night dress going up, showing through a kiss on how she missed him. He missed
her too, he missed her lips, her gentle touch, soft moans and just... everything.
Their hunger for each other is evident. Nhla walks with her to the bed and gently lays her on
before getting on top. Their kiss gets hurried, heavy breaths filling the room.
His hands travel under her night dress, grabbing and squeezing them without breaking the
kiss. Rori wraps her legs around his waist and takes off his shirt. Nhla's body fills with
goosebumps as her hands collide with his body, causing him to groan slightly.
His dic is hard, very hard, and painful. Rori is moaning softly, and it's driving him crazy, as
he sucks on her neck, breathing heavily against it whilst working on her boobs.
Nhlakanipho fails to control himself. He fails to keep his hands on her boobs as they trail
down to her coochie. Surprisingly, she lets him.
Nhlakanipho: (whispers breathlessly) Fvck! No thong?
Rorisang: (whispers) It makes uncomfortable.
Nhla groans, feeling his hand meet with her moist.
Nhlakanipho: You're so wet.
He doesn't wait for her response but smashes his lips against hers while his other hand
works on his pants. He takes out his hard, veiny dic. Its coldness snaps Rori out of her own
world. She puts both of her hands on his chest.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry. I was just...
Rorisang: It's not you. It's... it's me.
Nhlakanipho: What's wrong?
Rorisang: I... I haven't... I haven't...
Nhlakanipho: (frowns) What? You mean to tell me that you're... you're still sealed?
Rori nods, dropping her eyes on his bare chest. Nhla gets off her in disbelief and sits on the
edge of the bed.
Rorisang: I know it's an embarrassing thing. For a woman my age, I still...
Nhlakanipho: I thought you were engaged.
Rorisang: I... I was... but I... I wasn't comfortable with him. I kept pushing him away and
ignoring the sex topic.
Nhlakanipho: Rori...
Rorisang: I didn't say you should stop. I just wanted you to be gentle.
Nhlakanipho: No.
Rorisang: What do you mean 'no'?
She asks, getting on top of him and wrapping her hands around his neck. She leaves kisses
on his neck, moving her waist on him. Nhla stops her, taking a deep breath.
Nhlakanipho: You're just controlled by emotions.
Rorisang: Your touch also controls me.
Nhlakanipho: Nana...
Rorisang: My body is more comfortable with you, Nhla. You... you asked for a chance and I'm
giving it to you.
Nhlakanipho: I didn't ask for a chance just to break your virginity.
Rorisang: I know, but I'm ready.
She plants a kiss on his lips and kisses him again until they eventually kiss, bringing their
spark back. Nhla quickly takes off her night dress, leaving her naked. He curses, seeing her
dripping wet. Nhla trails his dic on her moist, moving it up and down groaning within his
throat.
Nhlakanipho: Are you sure about this?
Rorisang: Ye-yes. Just... don't hurt me.
Nhlakanipho: It will hurt a bit, just... free your body, okay?
Rorisang: (whispers) Okay.
Nhlakanipho: Look at me. You're so beautiful. Do you know that?
He slowly slides in with a head. Rori whimpers, shifting back.
Nhlakanipho: It's going to hurt, Nana, but don't focus on it, okay?
Rorisang: It's... uncomfortable...
Nhlakanipho: That's how it should feel the first time.
He goes in slowly and clenches his jaws as her walls hold half of his dic.
Nhlakanipho: Look at me, baby, don't lose eye contact.
Rorisang: It's painful.
Nhlakanipho: It's going to get better with time.
He moves in and out, not losing eye contact. It feels so warm and so tight that it makes his
body tremble.
Nhlakanipho: Fvck!
Rorisang: Nhla...
The hardest part has passed. He watches her adjusting to the pain as pleasure starts kicking
in. He pushes all of himself inside her.
Rorisang: Ahh... Nhlaa!
Nhlakanipho: (whispers) Is it better?
Rorisang: (breathlessly) A bit.
Nhlakanipho: Don't make noise, baby. I love you, okay?
Nhla taps it, slightly increasing his pace. Rorisang's hands add to his pleasure, giving him a
soft touch on his back, scratching him.
Rorisang: Oh, God! Nhlaa...
Nhlakanipho: Shit! This is so good, baby. It's so... fvck!
Their heavy breaths fill the room, a sound of their parts slamming against each other. The
wet sounds audible, mixed with soft moans and groans.
Rorisang: Nhlaa... I... I need to...
Nhlakanipho: Release baby, it's okay.
He whispers heavily against her ear. He balances his hands on either side of Rori and goes in
harder. Rori slightly screams, rolling back her eyes as a good feeling hits her hard.
Nhlakanipho: Good girl.
He whispers, and a second later, he pulls out to release on top of her coochie. He looks at
her and goes down, kissing her forehead.
Nhlakanipho: Thank you.
Rorisang: For?
Nhlakanipho: Thank you for trusting me with your body. I love you,Rorisang.
Rorisang: I love you, too, Nhla. Thank you for being honest with me even after so many
years.
Nhlakanipho: I had to win you back.
He leans over and kisses her.
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SOKULUHLE
She's still studying. She's running studying for a doctorate degree, which will cost her 7
years, and she's so dedicated and focused to achieve her dream. She got a scholarship in one
of the universities in New York. That worked on her favor because she got to be with the
man she loved.
Despite being forced to abort, Sokuluhle had to ask and beg one of Nhlakanipho's men,
Jason, who was guarding her at the hospital to help Mkhuseli and offered him a cash.
Jason tracked down Sukoluhle's phone, which was with Philani years back, and just when
they finished burying Mkhuseli and left the warehouse. Jason digged him out with two of his
friends, even though he was already unconscious. He took Mkhuseli to a private hospital
and helped him skip the country, using Sokuluhle's savings.
She's leaving her best life, living off her brothers' money with Mkhu. He also found a job
around here, not a stable one, just a receptionist at one of the biggest companies while
Luhle studies.
It's just around 4 p.m. in New York, while it's around 10 p.m. in South Africa. Mkhuseli walks
in, clearly not looking good. Luhle stands up from her study table, her gaze fixed on him.
Sukoluhl: Did you lose your job?
That's the only thing that could make him lose his mind and act like this. Mkhuseli throws
stares her way— death glares.
Sukoluhle: What's going on, Mkhu?
Mkhuseli: Your brother.
Sukoluhle: My brother?
Mkhuseli: Yes. His PA called, arranging a meeting with the CEO at the company. The meeting
will be on Monday, Suko.
Sukoluhle: It will probably be an online meeting. Nhla wouldn't come here.
Mkhuseli: He is. There's an arrangement already, and the boardroom is ready.
Sukoluhle: You'll have to sleep over somewhere else.
Mkhuseli: Do you think that's my worry? I'll be working that Monday, Sukoluhle, and
obviously, I'll be the first person he meets.
Oh, God! This is not good! Her brothers are not going to forgive her for this.
To Be Continued. DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 79: SEASON FINALE
RORISANG
I long woke up from my beauty sleep. I'm just lying under the covers, replaying the events
that transpired last night. It was unexpected, but I honestly think my body only wanted him.
The way I suddenly felt the need to have more of his touch, his lips, and... his lollipop.
Lollipop? No, cucumber? Yes.
I'm no longer sealed, and frankly, I'm not regretting anything. I've dated other guys, and
well, I did try to get intimate with them, but my body wasn't so free and comfortable. When
our lips touched yesterday, my coochie reacted in a way I never expected. When his body
came in contact with mine, my tits immediately hardened. I can still feel all of himself inside
me, moving slowly, and the feeling it made my body feel.
I shut my eyes, pressing my thighs together as my clit twitches. I slightly scream, covering
my face with a throw. I can't believe my precious gem is gone just like that. I've kept it for so
long though, if Nhla was another man, he would've long taken it when I was 16. Lord,
Thabiso wouldn't forgive me if he were to find out what I did in his house!
I don't even know what time he left. I just recall falling asleep on his chest while updating
him about my boring life. I quickly sit up straight, and grab my phone, unblocking his
number.
A message from Kele pops up, "Don't forget I'm treating you on lunch today! Pick me up
around 12, I need that tea!"
Nkeletseng will never change. I quickly reply to her and call Nhla. Wait, is this the same man
I hated just yesterday? I quickly dropped the call. Oh, he's quick, huh? He's already calling
me.
Nhlakanipho: Hello?
"Hello?" Is this how a man who chowed you answers your call after the deed? This must be
it.
Me: Hi.
Nhlakanipho: Sure.
Me: Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: Ufunani?
Me: Uhm... it's Rori.
Nhlakanipho: I can hear you, that's why I'm asking ukuthi ufunani?
Me: I... I thought...
Wait, was I dreaming? No, God, no! I wasn't dreaming. I heard his voice, I felt his touch, and
he took my virginity. I felt his dic inside me, and I enjoyed every moment of it, even though
it started off painful. That can't be a dream.
Me: I thought...
Nhlakanipho: You thought what?
Me: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called.
Nhlakanipho: Wait, Nana... (laughs) I was just pulling your leg. Don't drop the call.
Me: Don't play like that, Nhla. I was close to crying.
Nhlakanipho: Hawu, kodwa Nana. (laughs) My crybaby. Ngiyaxolisa, sthandwa senhliziyo
yami. Ulale kanjani kodwa? (I'm sorry, the love of my heart. How did you sleep, though?)
I heave a sigh. I'm still trying to pull my heart from having an attack. Nhlakanipho can act so
childish for a 35 year old man.
Nhlakanipho: Baby?
Me: I slept well.
Nhlakanipho: Are you mad? I said I'm sorry, my love.
Me: It's fine. Did you get home safe?
Nhlakanipho: Yes, I did. How are you?
Me: I'm okay.
Nhlakanipho: How are you feeling down there?
Me: I'm going to take a bath now. It's still feels weird and a little burning, but I think I'll be
better after taking a bath.
Nhlakanipho: I'll send someone to drop off something to use when you take a bath, so you
can be a little better. You don't mind waiting for a few minutes, right?
Me: No.
Nhlakanipho: Okay. Let me send someone. Ngiyakthanda, Nana.
It's still feels surreal to hear him say it. He never said it back then, but now that he says it, I
think I love it. His deep voice matches so well with those words. I say it back and disconnect
the call.
—
I have freshened up, gotten ready for my lunch with Kele. The products Nhla bought helped.
I also noticed stains of blood on the sheet. I didn't know when one breaks a virginity, there's
blood involved. I've washed and dried the sheets, though, and also put on the pad.
I will talk to Thabiso when I get back. I don't want to have a sour mood and ruin my lunch
date with Kele. I've already asked to have a word with him after dinner.
Me: Tlotli, hi.
That's Letlotlo, my nephew. Thabiso and Imani's baby boy. He's so shy— total opposite of
me. I pick him up and play with his chubby cheeks before sitting down next to Zanele. She's
looking at me like she has something to say but can't do so because her mother is in the
room.
Imani: You're so happy, better than yesterday when you came back from Kele's.
Me: Well, she's making it up to me by treating me today.
Imani: That's great. You shouldn't have even fought on your first arrival.
That's what I said to them when I got home in sour mood yesterday from Nhlakanipho. I've
come to realize that Nhla has so much power over me, and I surprisingly let him. He can
make me feel sad, frustrated, and happy when he wants. What a bastard I love so much.
Me: Let me go before she runs out of patience.
Zanele: Let me walk you out, aunty.
I nod, kissing Tlotli's cheek, walking out with Zaza. Her hand is around my arm as we make
our way out.
Zanele: You're so beautiful. I love your outfit.
Me: (laughs) Thanks, love. My outfit should match my career, isn't it?
Zanele: I know, right!?
Me: Yep. Let me rush, Zaza. It's already 1 p.m. already and Kele asked me to pick her up at
12.
Zanele: Oh, uhm... (clears throat) I... I just want you to know that your secret is safe with me.
Me: (frowns in confusion) What secret?
Zanele: Uncle Nhla.
Me: Huh?
Zanele: I saw him, and I'm sorry, but I... somehow overheard you guys.
Can the earth open and swallow me up right now!? Lord, I think it's my time. Yes, it's my
time. Please take me already.
Zanele: It's safe with me. (winks)
Me: Did you overhear or eavesdrop, you little witch!?
Zanele: (laughs) Why would I eavesdrop? I didn't hear much, but the glow on your face
proves how much you're happy. Are you guys back together?
Me: Uhm... no. What did you actually hear?
Zanele: Him expressing his love for you.
Me: That's all?
Zanele: You'll be late for your lunch date. Bye, aunty!
Me: Zaza. Zanele, moloi ke wena! (You witch)
She laughed, running back inside the house. Dammit, that naughty little witch. I trust her,
though. She wouldn't stab me in the back. Dammit! Was I too loud? No, eish... now I'm
stressed out. My phone ringtone startles me.
Me: Kele.
Nkele: Should I wait till Jesus comes back?
Me: No, I'm on my way, just a few houses away.
Nkele: Don't lie. I can hear you're not in the car.
Me: Eish, kea tla, friend. (I'm coming)
I hopped inside and placed my bag in the backseat before putting on the seatbealt and drove
out. I just honked, and she came out within a minute. Pregnancy looks good on her, well, this
pregnancy. It sure is a girl.
Me: Hey, mommy!
Nkele: You're such a bore. Who takes hours just to get ready?
Me: Me? You have to understand, I'm just a girl.
Nkele: Oh? Clearly, I'm a boy.
Me: (laughs) Hawu? Askies. Where is Mnqobi? I wanted to say hi.
Nkele: He left with his father.
I put on her favorite music and drive off to the mall. She hears me singing along the song
and raises her eyebrows in a surprise.
Me: No, I don't listen to these songs. This one happens to be my favorite.
Nkele: Wait, what's this glow?
Me: (smiles) What glow?
Nkele: You weren't like this yesterday!
She says, hitting my shoulder.
Me: I guess you'll never stop hitting people when you're acting like this.
Nkele: Don't switch the topic, skelem ke wena!
Me: (laughs) What? I think it's water. Joburg must be...
Nkele: Do you think I'll believe that?
I laugh, changing the topic. I drive to one of the restaurants in Sandton. We both opt for The
Grillhouse Sandton where we're both ushered to our desired table. We both order our
cocktails while given the menu to order our meal.
Nkele: I know I'm an accountant, but choosing this restaurant, Rori?
Me: I thought we both agreed, nje.
Nkele: Because you were putting me under pressure. Look at these prices.
Me: I'll pay then.
Nkele: As you should because you have your own company.
Me: Just a small company.
Nkele: That has many clients!
The waiter doesn't waste time with our drinks. We put an order and give away the menus.
Nkele: So? You're not going to wait for food to spill the beans, right?
Me: Can't you wait?
Nkele: Waiting the whole night was enough. I can't believe you hid this from me. When did
it happen, with whom?
Me: Yesterday?
Nkele: What? Rori, do you think I've got time to play?
Me: I'm not playing. I was just kidding when I said I wasn't sealed. Nhla took it. He sneaked
in my room yesterday and demanded what has always been his.
I sip on my cocktail, smiling. She's so... I don't know, confused? No, she's actually shocked.
Nkele: What has always been his?
Me: Yes.
Nkele: (laughs) You... wait, you didn't only let Nhla in your brother's house, but let him take
away 'what has always been his' in that same house?
Me: Yes.
Nkele: Girl, what? (laughs) I need to get you a bouquet of flowers because you definitely
deserve them.
She can't stop laughing. I don't think that's funny, especially now that Zaza also knows
about it. I had every right to decide what happened to my virginity, but doing it in Thabiso's
house was out of the way.
Me: It was unplanned.
Nkele: Nhla never cease to amaze me. You were just crying yesterday saying he killed your
father. What changed?
Me: He told me the reason behind that.
Nkele: And you saw it better to brush the fact that he murdered your father just because he
'reasoned' with you?
Me: No. He was actually told to do that. My brother is actually at fault here.
Nkele: Haibo? Kante, what did that Khoza man feed you, Rorisang? What if he lied?
Me: He has no reason to do so, Kele. Thabiso knew all along that Nhla is the murderer of our
father. I even brought that up when I saw Nhlakanipho's tattoo, but he told me to let it go.
He hated my relationship with Nhla, so why didn't he use that to break us up? I heard him
telling Imani that, but he shouted at me for eavesdropping when I asked him, and went
silent on me for days. How can Nhlakanipho lie?
I was very ignorant when it came to this case. Thabiso has a reason why he's been hiding all
this from me. He has a reason why he told me to let it go.
Me: Otherwise, Nhla did feed me something, that being his lollipop.
Nkele: (cracks up laughing) What the hell, Rori?
Me: Thank you.
I say to the waiter as he placed our food on the table. I swallowed my saliva, my stomach
already growling.
Nkele: Was it that good?
Me: At first, no. It was so painful that I wished to push him off me, but he was gentle, so I
endured. On the way, I ended up enjoying it.
Nkele: That's how you'll feel from now on! I'm sure you're regretting why you've kept
yourself sealed for so long.
Me: I should've done at 16, but it was worth waiting for.
Nkele: (laughs) Waiting for lollipop?
I laugh softly, nodding. She can't even hold herself. Our lunch is filled with laughs, giggled
and crazy screams. I missed this crazy woman.
Nkele: Welcome to womanhood, though.
Me: I long entered womanhood when I got my first period, so I don't know what you're
talking about. Speaking of periods. Is it normal to bleed after the deed?
Nkele: Are you on your periods?
Me: I don't know. It's not my date, so I'm confused as to why I saw the blood stains.
Nkele: Oh, it happens, but not to everyone. When it breaks, sometimes it bleeds. I didn't
bleed, though, but I heard some do, so you shouldn't worry.
Me: So, it was a once off thing?
Nkele: Yes.
Oh, I guess I shouldn't have put on the pad. My phone rings, pulling both our attention to it.
It's obviously Nhla.
Nkele: Oh, it's Mr. Lollipop.
Me: Mxm. Hey, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Are you guys done? I'm here to pick you up?
Me: Yes, we're done, but I came with my car.
Nhlakanipho: Kele can drive it, and I'll drive you there later.
Me: Where are you taking me?
Nhlakanipho: I'll wait for you outside. I love you, okay?
Me: I love you too.
He cut the call, leaving with a sigh. Nkele is so annoyed. I guess she heard the conversation
between us.
Nkele: No dessert?
Me: Eish...
Nkele: Fine! Go and spend time with your man. You missed him anyway. I'll stay behind for
dessert.
Me: Wouldn't Philani mind if you drive?
Nkele: No. I'm pregnant, not paralyzed.
Me: Enjoy the dessert then, and don't forget to kiss Mnqobi for me.
Nkele: And enjoy the lollipop! Don't forget to greet him for me.
That's followed by a crack of laugh. I shouldn't have said it out loud. I take my purse, hand
the car keys over, and kiss her cheek before walking out.
As soon as I step out, my eyes fall on him. He's standing beside a black Ford Raptor, wearing
shades. He waves, smiling. I quickly rush towards him and give him a hug. He showers my
face with soft kisses.
Nhlakanipho: Are you okay?
Me: Yes. Why did you come here, though?
Nhlakanipho: To pick you up.
He opens the door for me. I get inside, watch him walk to his side, and hop inside. He starts
the car, reversing.
Me: Where are we going?
Nhlakanipho: My place.
Me: Your place?
Nhlakanipho: Yes, don't you want to see my new mansion?
Me: Is this about your 'new mansion' or my poor coochie?
Nhlakanipho: My new mansion.
He winks, smirking mischievously. This handsome moron wants to have me again.
—
I was right, he wanted to have me again, but at least I took Kele's advice— I'm enjoying this
lollipop, but I think he's enjoying mine a lot. He's moaning against my ear, holding my waist
so tight.
Me: Nhlaaa, slow... down...
Nhlakanipho: Shit! You drive me insane, babyyy! Oh, fvck!
He pulls out and pulls my leg to the edge of the bed. God! Can he relax? We just started
yesterday. He spreads my legs and enters himself inside.
Me: Ahh, baby...
Nhlakanipho: Yes, love?
A doorbell interrupts us. He pulls out and rolls me over, entering from behind. I attempt to
move, but his hands hold my waist steady.
Me: Nhlaaaa!
Nhlakanipho: Fvck!
Already pumping more quickly, he curses. His balls striking my nana and our hard
breathing are accompanied by moans and grunts that fill the room. This is amazing, God! I
groan aloud and grasp the sheets
Nhlakanipho: Uhh fvck! Shit, what is your pvssy doing to me, Nana? Oh, shit!
I try pushing off his hands as he goes in deeper and faster. He quickly grabs them and lock
them into his one hand, fvcking me hard.
Nhlakanipho: I love you, Rori. I love you so much!
A wave of pleassure washes over me. I shut my eyes, feeling my knees trembling. He growls
louder, his grip getting tighter and quickly pulls out as we both climax.
Nhlakanipho: Damn! You're so good, baby.
He rubs himself on my coochie and collapses next to me. His eyes are so small and red. We
smile at each other as he leans over to plant a kiss on my lips.
Nhlakanipho: I love you.
Me: I love you more.
Nhlakanipho: I'm sorry if I was too rough.
Me: You know you were rough.
He was gentle on the first round when we got here, but as we went on, he went hard on me.
He jumps out of the bed and grabs the towel, wiping both of us, and throws himself next to
me.
Nhlakanipho: Ngiyaxolisa. You're just too good.
He kisses me again and slowly closes his eyes. I feel drowsy, too, but someone at the door
hasn't left the house. There's another doorbell.
Me: Someone is at the door.
Nhlakanipho: It must be your dress. Please go and check.
Me: What dress?
Nhlakanipho: On our way here, you said you don't have an outfit for tomorrow.
Me: How did you manage to get me a dress in just two hours?
Nhlakanipho: A man is a man with a plan, baby. Please go and check.
I just throw on his shirt and walk down the stairs. Lord, this person is so persistent. I open
up and come across a woman— coloured woman, but she's not carrying anything.
Me: Uhm... hi?
"Hi? Where's the owner of this place?"
She's so rude with her irritating accent!
Me: He's... asleep. Can I pass the message?
"Tell him his girlfriend is here."
Me: I'm sorry, what?
"Tell him that Kristen, his woman, is here. Argh, why am I even ordering you?"
She walks in, bumping my shoulder. His girlfriend? I guess Nhlakanipho and I will never be
together.
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NKELETSENG
She doesn't know if Nhlakanipho did wrong by fixing things with Rori. Nkele is just so lost
as she's looking at the frustrated Philani who keeps pacing up and down.
Nkele: Did you want to make Rori your second wife?
Philani: (he pauses) What? Are you crazy, Nkeletseng?
Nkele: No. Make me understand why you're suddenly against their relationship, Philani.
Those two love each other, and after so many years, they still want to be with one another.
What's wrong with that?
Philani: They're not good for each other! Nhla will hurt Rorisang again. Is that what you
want?
Nkele: No, but since when do you care?
Philani sits down on the edge of the bed, scratching his head while his heart races. He holds
onto his chest, trying to control his heartbeat.
Philani: They have to separate.
Nkele: Haibo, Philani? Can we just let Nhla and Rori be happy at last? Don't be Thabiso 2.0,
please.
Philani: I'm not, my love. I just... Nhla is going to hurt Rori, unintentionally so, and end up
getting hurt as well. You know how he is when he's not okay. He almost died years back.
Nkele: But I think he realized his mistakes, and he's now a changed, mature man.
Philani: Yeah.
That's not a convincing response. Something must be up with this man, but Nkele can't
pinpoint what exactly it is. Does he want Rori? No, he can't do that to her, but why is he
acting like this?
To Be Continued.
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CHAPTER 80: FINALE I
RORISANG
I should be numb to heartbreak by now, but it still hurts like it's my first time. Nhlakanipho
has a girlfriend, and she's here now, right after we slept together. Great, just great. It feels
like Inganathi vanished into thin air, and now 'Kristen' appears out of nowhere. But I
shouldn't be surprised – I found them together after leaving him years back.
Me: Nhlakanipho.
I wake him up, and he smiles, slowly opening his sleepy eyes. I stand with my hands on my
waist, watching him as he lies on the side of his bed, catching his breath.
Me: Your girlfriend is here.
Nhlakanipho: I know, now, come and sleep next to your man.
Me: I'm serious. Your girlfriend, Kristen, is here.
Nhlakanipho: What?
Me: Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend? Did you only want to sleep with me and
leave me, running back to your girlfriend?
Nhlakanipho: I don't have any girlfriend other than you, Rori.
He says, getting off the bed. He grabs his pants and throws them on. He wears his vest since
I'm wearing his t-shirt and puts on his slides.
Me: You said Inganathi was your ex, but you ended up leaving me to marry her. Now you're
saying that so you can keep sleeping with me until I head back to Cape Town. Do you think
I'm stupid?
Nhlakanipho: No, I don't think you're stupid. I'll be back.
He lazily walks out. He doesn't even seem bothered by this. He's so calm. I take off his t-shirt
and walk to his ensuite. I take a quick shower, using his toiletries, and step out.
I see him sitting on the edge of the bed as I walk back in the bedroom. He raises his head, his
lazy eyes meeting mine. I look away, grabbing his lotion.
Nhlakanipho: I thought we were resting first before taking a shower.
Me: I'll rest at home.
Nhlakanipho: Didn't we agree to take a shower together?
Me: I already took one when you went to your girlfriend.
Nhlakanipho: She's not my girlfriend, Nana.
He rises from the bed, walks towards me, and stands behind me while I mosturize my body.
He seems exhausted.
Nhlakanipho: I ended things with her before coming to you that night. I thought she was
understanding because I've been telling her about you. We were not even a couple, Rori. I
don't have any feelings for her, I never did.
Me: I guess she's Inganathi 2.0 because she can't just pop up here, whereas you never dated.
Let's just admit it, Nhlakanipho, we'll never be together.
Nhlakanipho: Don't talk like that, Rorisang. We can't just give up on our love.
Rorisang: How long will we keep fighting? I'm tired. Go back to her and just leave me alone,
or else I'll never find peace.
Nhlakanipho: You can't part ways with me, Rorisang. Not when we just got back together.
Not when we're trying to fix what I broke years back.
His hand wraps around my waist, obstructing my path as I pass him to pick up my things. I
look up at him and swallow hard. His small crimson eyes flash with pain.
Nhlakanipho: She's not my girlfriend. I told her to fvck off. Please don't do this again.
Me: I just get tired, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: That was the last time you saw her, I promise.
Me: Who else were you hooking up with?
Nhlakanipho: She was the only one, and for one record, I always used protection with her. I
wouldn't risk your life like that.
Rorisang, you're such idiot! You let him hit it raw without thinking twice! Do you love this
man that much? A sigh of relief escapes my lips. At least he's a very considerate man.
Me: Uhm... okay.
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
Me: Mh?
Nhlakanipho: You're still mad. How can I make it up to you?
Me: Let me go home.
Nhlakanipho: You're no longer that 16 year old girl. You're now a woman who has her own
business, so how about you sleep over?
Me: So you can never let me sleep? Nope.
Nhlakanipho: (laughs) What? No. I want to cuddle you.
I'm not going to buy that. I grabbed my clothes and threw them on with him, watching me
while licking his lips. Perv!
Me: Why do you always have to go for psychopaths?
Nhlakanipho: Are you a psychopath?
Me: Except for me, of course. If you were to break up with me, I wouldn't run after you,
trying to destroy your relationships.
Nhlakanipho: Says someone who refused to get dumped five years ago.
I open my mouth to say something, but my phone ringing disrupts me. Nhlakanipho picks it
up since he's the one standing next to it. A frown forms on his face as he swipes to answer.
Nhlakanipho: Sure.
He glances at me as his frown deepens. Are we answering each other's phones now?
Nhlakanipho: This is her man. Can I pass the message?
Me: Nhla! That must be my client.
Nhlakanipho: Oh, I would advise you to leave her alone. She's off the market. Whether she
has a ring on or not, ungowami. She's a Khoza bride, I hope I made myself clear. Step
anywhere closer to her, I'll make sure you meet your ancestors.
My eyes grew wide. That was a very real threat, and I could feel my body cringing from the
tone of his voice. He ends the call with a tongue-click. His dark eyes turn toward me. I force
a smile and awkwardly clear my throat.
Me: Who was it?
Nhlakanipho: Some punk you saved as 'Kwenzokuhle'. Is it the same moron you were
engaged to?
Me: Oh? Yes.
Nhlakanipho: You're still in contact?
Me: He... he came to my office yesterday and asked me to unblock him. I didn't know we
would be fixing our relationship nna le wena, that's why I unblocked him. He was going to
harass me, so I unblocked him. I'll block him.
I attempt to take my phone from his hand, and he moves it away. I look up at him, his eyes
lightening up.
Nhlakanipho: Do you like him?
Me: No. I don't. Like I said, I'll block him, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: I don't want to seem like I'm controlling you.
Me: Did you ask me to block him? No, I'm doing it on my own, so how are you controlling
me?
Nhlakanipho: Okay. I hope that was the last time I saw him calling you. Tell me if he ever
comes close to you, I'll deal with him.
Me: Are you... are you going to k!ll him?
Nhlakanipho: No. I'll go take a shower and drive you to the salon.
Me: Salon? I didn't say I wanted to go to the salon.
Nhlakanipho: But you complained about your hair. I listen attentively when you talk, Nana.
He kisses my forehead and disappears in the ensuite. I thought he wanted to rest, but I
guess Kwenzo's call fueled him and kicked the fatigue out of his arse.
A smile creeps on my face as I think of what he just said. I wasn't complaining as such
because I can fix my afro. I was just thinking out loud, kante the man was 'attentively'
listening.
My smile disappears as I think of how he brutally k!lled my father. He showed no mercy,
and now he's threatening Kwenzo. How do I stay with someone like this? Am I safe here?
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LINDA
She is getting ready for her dinner with Khumo when her phone rang. It's an unsaved
number. It must be one of her biggest clients. Nothing brings a huge smile like getting a call
from her clients. She picks the phone up, smiling.
Linda: Linda Biyela, hi.
"Hi."
She pauses, hearing a voice she is once familiar with. She chuckles softly, convincing herself
that she must be hearing things. Her brother disappeared five years back. He can't be calling
her now.
"Linda?"
Linda: Bhuti?
Mkhuseli: Unjani?
Linda: Are you seriously asking me that?
Mkhuseli: Look, I'm sorry. I can explain in person. I just landed in Joburg. Where are you?
Linda: In Durban, and I don't know what you will explain because you left us with a mere
note and disappeared, Mkhuseli. You left your kid and wife, your sick mother, Bhuti! Well, I
won't mention myself because I didn't matter that much. What if Ma died out of a heart
attack?
Mkhuseli: How can we meet up? I have a reason why I disappeared. Can you make it here by
tomorrow?
Linda: No, I can't. I'll be with my man, so please call your wife so you can explain, I don't
have time for this.
She disconnected the call, letting out a shaky sigh. She's not sure how to feel about this call,
but it surely left her heart pounding. She sits on the edge of the bed, holding her hand
against her chest.
A message beeping startles her. She checks it and breathes out seeing Khumo's name
popping up. "I'm outside. Are you done?"
"Almost. Please give me a few minutes." She replies and gets off the bed. She does breathing
exercises and finally does last touch-ups. She shakes her head no, she can't let her brother
ruin this night for her.
"I'll be in Durban tomorrow. Make sure you don't say any word to Nomkhitha noma uMa."
Mkhuseli’s message reads as follows. Linda quickly deletes it and steps out.
Khumo's lips form a little smile, his eyes lightening up as a woman who makes his heart
flutter emerge outside. Their eyes locked until Linda got to him, and he pulled her into a
warm embrace, burying his face on her neck. His lips traced across her collarbone, leaving
wet kisses that left her clit throbbing.
Khumo: Hey, you look so beautiful.
Linda: Thank you. You're not bad yourself.
Khumo: Shall we?
Linda nods, allowing him to take her hand and lead her to the passenger seat. He walks
around just after making sure Linda settles well on her seat.
Khumo: Are you okay?
Linda: Yes, babe.
Khumo pulls the seatbealt and puts it on around Linda before kissing her cheek and brings
the engine to life, driving off. The road to Khumo's place is filled with silence. Linda's mind
was all over the place, wondering what tomorrow holds for her. She learned to live without
her brother, and now he just came back. What is that supposed to mean? Is he here to mess
up with her feelings again? No, she can't let him. She was just a little teenage girl who was
overpowered by mere feelings— crazy feelings.
Khumo: Linda.
Linda: Huh?
Khumo: (frowns) What's going on? I've been talking, but you haven't said any word. Did I do
something wrong again?
Linda: No, you did nothing wrong, love.
Khumo: Then what is it?
The traffic lights turned green. He sighs, continuing to drive off. There she goes silent again.
Khumo drives up to his place and parks on the driveway. His gate slowly closed up as they
both sat in the car with silence.
Khumo: Are you going to tell me what's eating you?
Linda: My brother called.
Khumo: Your brother? The one who left the country years back?
Linda: Yes, and he got the nerve to order me to fly to Joburg because he needs to 'explain'
why he decided to vanish. I don't understand him, why can't he call his wife? Where did he
even get my new number?
She fans herself with her hands. Khumo exhales a deep breath and takes Linda's hands into
his.
Khumo: Why not give him a chance, baby? Remember how much you were crying when you
missed him? Even if he hurt you, he's your brother after all.
Linda: I'm angry at him.
Khumo: I know, and he knows that, too. That's why he's asking to meet up with you. He
wants to right his wrong. Give him a chance.
Linda: He's coming here. Would you mind going with me to see him?
Khumo: No, but don't you think it's a family matter? I mean...
Linda: I want you to come with me.
Khumo: If that's what you want, my love.
He opens his arms and pulls her in for a warm hug. They stay like that for a few minutes and
pull away.
Khumo: Let's get in.
They both walk inside the house, where Khumo prepared a beautiful setup for their dinner.
Rose petals lying all over the floor to the setup table of two. On the table, there's a beautiful
bouquet of flowers. Linda takes them and smiles, sniffing the fresh smell.
Linda: I love them.
Khumo: Like how I love you?
Linda: (smiles) Yes.
Khumo walks in front of her, and swallows. Linda frowns in smiles, seeing the seriousness
on Khumo's face.
Khumo: Ga ke tshameke fa ke re ke a go rata, Linda. (I'm not playing when I say I love you)
Linda: (smiles) I know, and I love you too.
Khumo: I want you to be mine for as long as I breathe, Linda. I want us to share the same
future. I want you to be mine, and when I say mine, I mean take my last name and make it
yours.
Linda: Wh-what?
Khumo: (kneels) For the past days that you were mad at me, not talking to me, nor even
looking my way, I realized that I couldn't do this life thing without you. I realized that I
needed to make you mine before someone takes you from me. I don't want to wait any
longer. Linda Biyela, would you do me the honor and make me the happiest man in the
world?
Linda held her hand up to her mouth, her jaw dropping down on the floor. She knew they
loved each other, and she was content with him. She knew Khumo was the guy she wanted
to spend her life with. For the past years they've been dating, she has never dealt with
cheating or anything like that. They had their ups and downs like any normal couple, until
recently, when he paid attention more to his job and spent the whole day without calling
her or texting. She forgave her, but this is what she least expected. Khumo is only 27, while
she's 22. Is that okay? Is it okay to be a married woman at 22?
Khumo: My knee is getting hurt, my love.
Linda: Khumo...
Khumo: (swallows) It's fine if you...
Linda: Yes! Yes, I'll make you the happiest man in the world.
She exclaims in excitement as tears welled in her eyes. She is an independent woman, so she
has nothing to lose in marrying the man she loves.
Khumo: Thank you! Thank you so much!
He carries her and spins her around, listening to her soft giggles. As soon as he puts her
down, he smashes his lips against hers. They share a quick kiss, and smile at each other.
Khumo: Kea go rata.
Linda: Nami ngiyakthanda, sthandwa sami.
Khumo: You've made me the happiest man in the world, and I'll make sure you're the
happiest woman.
Linda: Thank you.
They kiss, and Khumo pushes back the chair for Linda so she can have a seat and go to his
side with a wide grin.
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MKHUSELI
After discovering that Nhlakanipho will be flying to New York on Monday, he came with a
perfect idea of faking one of his family member's deaths so he could fly over here and hide.
They wouldn't let him take a sick leave without any valid doctor's note, so faking his family
member's death worked perfectly for him. With Sukoluhle's money, he can make a fake
death certificate for someone who doesn't exist and submit it as proof when he gets back to
New York.
He just couldn't come back to South Africa and leave without seeing Linda. He doesn't want
to see his mother because he will have to go back, and that will cause her mother to have
another heart attack. Linda can be understanding, so he'll just explain, and maybe, maybe
he'll find peace in his heart.
Sukoluhle: When will you be back?
Sukoluhle asks over the phone. Mkhuseli sighs and quickly drops the call as Linda walks in,
swaying her hips towards him. He stands up, frowning at some boy she's walking with
hand-in-hand.
Mkhuseli: Linda.
Linda: Hi.
The guy takes off his bucket hat and slightly bows his head to show respect. Mkhuseli looks
at him in disgust before glancing at Linda.
Mkhuseli: What's this, Linda?
Linda: You mean 'Who's this'? He's Khumo Modise, my fiancée.
That sends an irritation to Mkhuseli’s face. He glances at him and clenches his jaws, seeing
that whatever he wore screams money. Realizing he got nothing to this guy, his brows
furrowed in disgust.
Mkhuseli: Is that how you're going to disrespect me now? Bringing your boyfriends to me?
Linda, did you forget that I'm your brother?
Linda: Boyfriends? Bhuti, I just said he's my fiancée. He will be your brother-in-law. Now,
can we sit down? We're drawing attention.
Mkhuseli: I don't care about the damn attention. I called you here to talk to you! This is a
family matter!
Linda: Bhuti...
Khumo: (clears throat) It's fine, my love. I will wait for you in the car, call me if you need
anything. It was a pleasure to meet you, Ndabezitha.
He bows and kisses Linda's forehead before walking out. Linda sits down before him. He
clicks his tongue, taking a seat.
Mkhuseli: What the hell, Linda? Fiancée? At your age?
Linda: Bhuti, please get to the point.
Mkhuseli: You're not going to marry him.
Linda: What makes you think I won't? You can't just pop out of nowhere and tell me that.
You left me when I needed you, Bhuti! I found love, Khumo loves me. Did you come all over
here to talk about my love life?
Mkhuseli: Will he still feel the same once he finds out about us?
Linda swallows, staring at him as her heart starts pounding
DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 80: FINALE II (unedited)
LINDA
A chuckle of disbelief leaves her lips. Mkhuseli is dead serious, throwing death glares
her way. Linda can't believe this is what Mkhuseli called her here for. To even think she
didn't want to see herself here! Khumo shouldn't have asked her to give this punk a
chance.
Linda: Us? There was never an 'us' here. Are you trying to threaten my relationship?
Mkhuseli: A relationship built on lies?
Linda: What lies, Mkhuseli? You know nothing about my relationship, so please, stay out
of it.
Mkhuseli: Did you tell him you were once an escort?
Linda: Mkhuseli.
Mkhuseli: And we almost slept together? Did you tell him how much you were seducing
me after that? Or maybe told him how much you enjoyed kissing your own brother?
Linda: What do you want from me? What is your problem?
Mkhuseli: I want you to leave him. My problem is him.
Linda pushes back her chair, unable to control her breathing pattern. Mkhuseli stood up,
holding her hand. Linda looked at his hand, and her eyes quickly roamed around,
checking if anyone was looking at them. Indeed, they were. She quietly sits back down
and releases a heavy breath.
Mkhuseli: I don't like him.
Linda: Should I go for your likes now? I like him, no, in fact I love him, Mkhu. If you're
going to ruin this for me, just know I'll never forgive you. I'll forever hate you, I can
promise you that. I won't even show my face at your funeral, and if I happen to die first,
I wouldn't want to see you at my funeral, or else I'll haunt you till death.
Mkhuseli: Is that a threat?
Linda: It's a promise. I'm leaving this place, and I don't ever want to see your face again.
Mkhuseli: We're not done talking, Linda.
Linda: You obviously started on the wrong path, so please, ngiyeke.
Mkhuseli: Are you going to listen to me? I'm sure your 'man' will surely listen to me.
Linda stares at him, fueling within herself. The waitress comes to take their order, only
Mkhuseli orders.
Linda: Don't waste my time.
Mkhuseli: Okay. I'm sorry, Lili.
Linda: Why are you apologizing?
Mkhuseli: I'm apologizing for leaving just like that.
Mxm, to even think Linda thought he was apologizing for being a jerk! Linda rolls her
eyes, folding her arms.
Linda: Why don't you go and apologize to your wife? You left that woman in a shuttered
state, Mkhuseli. Why don't you go and apologize to Ma? She got sick and lost weight all
because of you. I don't need your apology. Your disappearance didn't do any harm on
me, so you owe me nothing, Mkhuseli.
Mkhuseli: I don't want to meet Nomkhitha. She will ask a lot of questions, that's why I
asked to meet you. Khoza brothers found out that I used their little sister to get you out
of jail, and... they tried to bury me alive. No, in fact, they did. Philani buried me alive.
Linda: What?
If Mkhuseli thinks this will soften her up, then he's fooling himself. Linda stayed away
from those brothers the minute they threatened her to stay away from Sukoluhle.
Mkhuseli: It's unbelievable, but I'm being honest. Suko saved me, Linda. She sacrificed a
lot and managed to get me to New York.
Linda: What you're saying is confusing me. Why would Sukoluhle sacrifice a lot for you?
Mkhuseli: She loves me.
Linda: I heard that she's studying abroad. Are you living together?
Mkhuseli: No. She just saved me because she felt guilty. She knew what her brothers
were up to and sent some men to dig me out. It was all guilt. I don't live with her.
Linda: Okay, so why are you telling me this? Ngizoksiza ngani mina? I have no powers
against the Khoza brothers. Why did you even bother to come back?
Pain flash in Mkhuseli’s eyes. This was a different Linda. This was not the same Linda he
was used to. He swallowed, leaning over for Linda to be able to hear his lowered voice.
Mkhuseli: I need Baba's death certificate.
Linda: Uyahlanya yini, Mkhuseli? Where will I get that certificate? Ma is the one who has
it, and she's in Joburg with Nomkhitha and your son. Why do you need it? Dad died
years back.
Mkhuseli: The reason I came back is because Nhlakanipho will be at the company I work
at. To avoid him because he thinks I'm dead, I asked for leave at work, and they need a
legit death certificate.
Linda: Haibo! You never cease to amaze yazi, Mkhuseli? Did you forget that the death
certificate has specific dates?
Mkhuseli: I know what I'm going to do, that's why I need it.
Linda: Well, it's in Joburg, and I don't have time to run errands for you. Just go home and
apologize, or surrender yourself to the Khoza brothers.
Linda grabs her phone and stands up from the chair. Mkhuseli follows her out and pulls
her hand back.
Mkhuseli: I'm a dead man walking, Linda. You're only my ticket to life. How would you
feel if you were to hear that I died when you had a chance to keep me alive?
Linda: It would be your time. Everyone has their own time of death.
Mkhuseli: I'll die knowing you lost your 'love' of your life too.
Linda: Are you threatening me?
Mkhuseli: Death certificate on my hands tomorrow, or might as well bid a goodbye to
your 'fiancée'.
Linda: I can't go to Joburg, Mkhuseli. I have a business to run here. It gets busier on
Monday. How do I sacrifice my important clients for you?
Mkhuseli: That Modise Boy is also important, isn't he?
Linda: Not more important than my business. The business I worked so hard for to get
while you were having your nice life in New York. Sort yourself out.
Linda walks away without looking back. She finds Khumo standing by his car, busy with
his phone. He looks up, and worry washes over his face as Linda throws herself on him.
Khumo: What happened, baby?
Linda: Please hug me.
Khumo did as instructed. He hugged her so tight while kissing her hair. Linda silently
cried, imagining losing Khumo because of stupid mistakes she made years back when
she was still a teen. She cries even more thinking of losing the most important clients
because of sacrificing for her brother. The same brother who left her stranded years
back.
Khumo: I'm sorry, baby. What happened?
Linda: I shouldn't have gone to meet him, Khumo. He makes my life miserable.
Khumo: I'm sorry, love. If I knew it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have convinced
you to go. I'm sorry.
Linda pulls away. Khumo wipes off her tears even though her eyes are still full of them.
She looks deadly in his eyes.
Linda: He wants to separate us, and he wants me to sacrifice my business for him. He
says if he dies, it will be my fault because I refused to help him. I have important
meetings tomorrow, babe. How will I manage to go to Joburg and come back?
Khumo: What does he want you to do?
Linda tells Khumo what Mkhuseli is ordering her to do with sobs between. She tells him
everything he told her, except what transpired between them years back.
Khumo: What will that death certificate help him with? He's crazy.
Linda: I don't know. I don't know, K.
Khumo: It's fine. I'll just...
"If it isn't our lovely couple!"
Mkhu says, standing five feet away from them. He drops his hands in his pockets,
looking at them. Linda blinks, swallowing hard.
Mkhuseli: So she tells you everything?
Linda: Bhuti.
Mkhuseli: I don't think so.
Linda: Fine! I'll go to Joburg and bring that certificate.
Mkhuseli: (smiles) Mh? I know you can do anything to keep your so-called relationship.
Let's meet tomorrow in Joburg. Thanks for being the best little sister!
Mkhuseli winks and gives Khumo a nasty look before walking away. Linda's hands are
shaking, her eyes fixed on Mkhuseli and praying silently that he doesn't return.
Khumo: What was that, Linda?
Linda: (chuckles awkwardly) What?
Khumo: What was he talking about? Don't even think of making a fool out of me.
Linda: I... I don't...
Khumo: You're literally shaking. What was your brother talking about?
Linda: He just wants you to leave me, K. Please, please don't mind him.
Khumo gently pushed her a little far from him, opening a distance between them.
Khumo: You know I hate lies.
Linda: (tearfully) Please don't do this.
Khumo: What are you hiding that makes you not think twice before sacrificing your job
for that certificate?
Linda: Nothing.
Khumo: I'm not doing this with you.
Linda: Okay, fine!
She stops Khumo from getting in his car. She rubs her eyes, and takes off the ring.
Khumo frowns at her as she hands it over to him.
Khumo: What are you doing?
Linda: I know after this you're going to leave me.
Khumo: Did you cheat on me?
Linda: What? No.
Khumo: Then what will make me leave you if not cheating?
Linda: My past, Khumo. I've done a lot of things in my past, shocking things.
Khumo: (frowns) What did I say about the past, baby? Especially the past that does not
include us being together, mh?
He holds her hands. Linda breaks into a sob, failing to maintain eye contact with Khumo.
He makes her face him and kisses her through her cries. He pulls out, and brushes away
her tears before cupping her face.
Khumo: What did I say?
Linda: They don't matter.
Khumo: Yes, my love. They don't, so you don't need to give the ring back.
Linda: I was an escort.
She blurts out.
Linda: At the age of 17.
Khumo: Huh?
He can't hold his shock. Linda swallows, taking Khumo's hand into hers.
Linda: I know you wouldn't want to spend your life with someone who used to sell her
body.
Khumo: Linda...
Linda: I almost slept with my brother without knowing. After that, we used to kiss and
get touchy here and there. That's what he was threatening our relationship with. So yes,
this is it.
Khumo holds back her hand as she is about to walk away. She raises up her head, her
tears still unshed.
Khumo: We can sit down and talk it out, but you're not losing your clients over your
selfish brother. Why don't we go home and talk?
Linda: Do you still want to talk?
Khumo: Yes. You're my woman, and I deserve to hear you out. No girl decides to be a
prostitute for fun. You had your own reasons, and I will hear you out. You're mine,
Linda.
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NARRATED
It's the big day today. Nkele is a happy woman, decorating their garden with the help of
Sukoluhle and Rori. They're banging 2 years of marriage today. Philani gave her the best
morning glory and a beautiful diamond necklace.
Nkele: If you pop another ballon, Mnqobi, I swear your cry will make your father storm
out of the house to hit me.
Rorisang: Let the child be, Kele. There are many ballons here.
Nkele: Don't give him too much credit, Rori, or else he'll pop them all, I promise.
Rorisang: There is really no need for the balloons. You know you're just doing this for
content.
Nkele: Vele, hawu. The haters should see my success and happiness. I'm surprised that
you're the one who's speaking like this. Weren't you a content creator back then?
Sukoluhle's phone rings, disturbing their chats. They both look at it and look around for
her. She's nowhere in sight.
Nkele: Let that phone ring. You know the attitude of the owner stinks. Just answers my
question.
Rorisang: Well, I was still in high school, and the school I went to forced me to be one.
Nkele: You're so grown. Yazi mara, I'm proud.
Rorisang: You should be.
Nkele: So, did you manage to talk to your brother?
Rorisang: How could I when I slept at Nhlakanipho's place? I couldn't, but I'll make sure
we talk before I head back to Cape Town.
Nkele: Please do. You better find out what really happened.
The phone rang again, now making noise. Rori peeked on the screen. The number saved
as "Mine" made her curious, and she ended up answering.
Caller: Suko, I'm still in Durban. I'll surely come back tomorrow once Linda gets me that
certificate. I'm sorry for dropping the call on you earlier.
Rorisang: Mkhuseli?
Mkhuseli: Who's this?
Rorisang: It's Rori. What are you...
The call got disconnected, leaving Rorisang in confusion. She frowned at the screen but
immediately widened her eyes as she came across Mkhuseli’s picture with Sukoluhle.
Sukoluhle: What the hell are you doing with my phone?
She snatched it away, her heart almost dropping. Rori slowly looked at her in shock. She
heard Suko was studying abroad and did hear that Mkhuseli skipped a country, but
what she least expected was knowing that Mkhuseli was with Sukoluhle all this time.
Sukoluhle: Who the hell gave you the permission to answer my incoming calls?
Rorisang: No one did. Your phone was unnecessarily making a noise, disturbing my
smooth conversation with my friend. You should've taken it with you.
Sukoluhle: Just because you're my brother's girlfriend, that doesn't give you any
audacity to touch my phone!
Rorisang: Who are you shouting at? I'll slap that little mouth of yours before running to
my man and tell him what you've been up to. Ska ntlwaela nna.
Rori clicked her tongue and walked away. Nkele quickly pulled her aside, wanting to
hear this from her.
Nkele: Ore Mkhuseli called?
Rorisang: Yes. And I just saw their picture together on the lock screen.
Nkele: You lieee! Wasn't he dead?
Rorisang: Was he supposed to be dead?
—
Inside the house, Philani is with Nhlakanipho. They're all waiting for the elders. While
waiting, Nhlakanipho is questioning Philani to his sudden change of dislike towards his
relationship with Rorisang.
Nhlakanipho: I thought you wanted me to be happy.
Philani: I do.
Nhlakanipho: Then what's with all this attitude, Philani? You're also sending Kris to my
place, knowing very well that I don't want any hoəs next to my house. Why would you
do that?
Philani: You're better off with her.
Nhlakanipho: Ngicela singaxabani ngosuku lwakho. (Let's not fight on your day)
Philani: We're not fighting, siyakhuluma nje. Being with Rori will hurt. It hurt will not
only hurt you two, but people around you. Ngiyacela bafo, leave her. You looked happy
without her.
Nhlakanipho looks behind as the footsteps he heard approaching, stopping. It's Rori,
and she's throwing stares at Philani. Nhla clears his throat and stands up.
Nhlakanipho: Nana.
Rorisang: I wanted you to help me with something.
Nhlakanipho: I'm coming.
Rorisang: Don't bother. I'll ask someone else.
She quickly rushes out. Philani stopped Nhla from leaving as he was about to follow Rori
out.
Nhlakanipho: Yini inkinga yakho vele?
Philani: Heart failure.
Nhlakanipho: What?
Philani looks out, tears burning his eyes. He looks back at his brother, who is visibly
annoyed by him.
Philani: I have a heart failure.
Nhlakanipho: Wh-what do you mean, Philani?
Annoyance is suddenly replaced by fear and concern. Philani swallows, tears filling his
eyes. He quickly blinks them away.
Philani: I mean, I'm dying, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: No.
He whispered in denial. His jaws clenched as he looked at tears in his brother's eyes.
Philani: I... I'm dying, bafo. I'm leaving my wife and kids... and I... I'm leaving you. I'm
leaving...
Nhlakanipho: Philani! Don't you dare. Do you think I got time to joke around?
Philani: Why would I joke around about such? I'm only given a few days before leaving
and...
Nhlakanipho: No! You're not leaving me. Do you hear me? Philani, you have a wife and
kids to live for! Do you know how much that is going to break Kele?
Philani: I know. It breaks me too, Nhla. I won't get to see the child she's carrying. I won't
get to know the gender. It's killing me already. What kills me even more is you marrying
her in my place while you're dating her best friend.
Nhlakanipho shakes his head, feeling tears stinging his eyeballs. He sits down and
stands up again, still shaking his head in denial.
Philani: You know what will happen when I die, right?
Nhlakanipho: You can't die, Philani.
Philani: Rori is going to get hurt. Her heart is going to shutter.
Nhlakanipho: No.
He whispered in a trembling voice. His eyes have turned red as he looks up at his
brother.
Nhlakanipho: I can't lose you, Philani, we have to do something. I can't lose you and lose
Rori on the other hand. I can't...
Philani: I'm sorry. Ngiyaxolisa bafo.
Nhlakanipho: No. I can't... ngeke ngikwazi.
He sat back down, putting his hands on his face while shaking his head.
Philani: (whispers) Ngiyaxolisa. DEADLY ATTRACTION
CHAPTER 80: FINALE III
NHLAKANIPHO
The day is going well as planned. The elders arrived, had lunch together, and shared a laugh
together. Khulekani couldn't believe his eyes when they fell on Rorisang. She is indeed
grown and no longer the same teenager he thought he knew him.
Nkele is the happiest woman on earth, and Rori's presence makes her even happier. Nhla is
observing how happy they are when they're together. This Philani situation is just going to
ruin that beautiful friendship. It's a tradition that once a daughter becomes part of the
Khoza family, she never leaves. If he was married to Rori and happens to die, Philani was
going to take her as his second wife.
Now Nhla is not married, which means Nkele will be his first wife. Rori would be so hurt,
God! Nhla runs his hand over his face and gulps down his corona beer.
The sun is almost setting, and the music is buzzing through the speakers as indistinct
chattering among the families and friends as well as laughs are audibly all over the place.
Nhla is in his own world, and so is Philani. Philani asked Nhla not to overreact and deal with
this once this day ends. He just wants Kele to have her best time. Nhlakanipho's phone
beeps a message. He checks it out and sighs.
Nhlakanipho: Our guys are on their way here from Durban. They have him.
Philani: I still can't believe that bastard is alive. How the hell did he get out of there?
Nhlakanipho: I don't know. Frankly, I don't care. Let's deal with him the minute he gets
here. I don't have time for that fvcker. I'll be back.
He puts down his beer and walks to Rori. He pulls her hand and leads the way inside. As
soon as they got it, he pushed Rori against the door, attacking her lips. Rori responded to it
but pushed him away gently a minute later.
Rorisang: Baby, what's going on? You're drunk.
Nhlakanipho: So are you.
Rorisang: I'm just... tipsy from the... wine I had.
Nhlakanipho: I love your tipsy eyes.
His fingers trail from her cheek, down to her collarbone. His lips go down her neck, leaving
soft kisses up to her earlobe.
Nhlakanipho: I want you.
He whispers, breathing hard hard in her ear. Rori's breath hitches as she closes her eyes,
swallowing with Nhla's lips and leaving goosebumps on her body. His hands move swiftly
all over her body until they grab her tiny waist, holding her against his boner.
Rorisang: You had me the whole night, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: Do you blame me? You're just so good.
He keeps whispering in a husky hoarse voice, with his lips traveling all over her neck. Rori
presses her thighs together, trying to stop her cl!t from throbbing.
Rorisang: I'm not on a pill, and we've been reckless. I'm starting to get worried.
Nhlakanipho: We'll get you morning afters.
He doesn't wait for her response but smashes his lips against hers with his hand on the door
and the other one holding her neck. Rorisang puts her hand on his chest, reciprocating to
the kiss. They hurriedly kiss, their breath accelerating. Nhla scoops her up, making her
dress pull up. Nhlakanipho smirks between the kiss, realizing that she has no undies on.
Rorisang: (gasps) Oh, my God!
Nhlakanipho: Shit! You're so... good!
He has entered all of himself inside her. He is frozen to the wetness of Rori's coochie and
how it just clenched on his dic. He slowly moves, clenching jaws as Rori moans, trying not to
scream loudly.
Rorisang: Nhlaa! Oh, Nhlaa...
Nhla keeps thrusting all of himself inside, groaning deep within his throat. He makes it
quick, holding her waist tight.
Nhlakanipho: Scream baby! Scream as much you want.
Rorisang: No... I... can't...
Nhlakanipho: I want them to hear you, Nana. I want everyone in this town to hear you, love.
He went in harder and faster. Rori shut her eyes, her moans accelerating, mixed with Nhla's
groans in the room. She tightened her legs around his waist, screaming louder.
Rorisang: Oh, baby. Yes, ahh... yes!
Nhlakanipho: Like this, mhh? Oh, fvck Nana!
Rorisang: It's good, baby. I... oh, God, I love this!
She screamed, rolling back her eyes as her body shook, climaxing. "Good girl," he whispered
and released almost immediately. He walked her to the bed and gently laid her on.
Rorisang: Nhla?
Nhlakanipho: I'm not done.
—
Mkhuseli is tied up in a chair, breathing heavily with blood running down his face.
Nhlakanipho is chilled, as his men are breathing hard from beating up Mkhuseli. The weight
he had earlier on has been lifted off his shoulders. After the heated session he had with Rori,
he made a call, making an appointment with the doctor from overseas regarding Philani's
heart surgery.
To their luck, someone volunteered to donate his heart and also signed an agreement, that
person being Mkhuseli Biyela.
Nhlakanipho: Biyela. Uthini kahle kahle?
He asks, his voice very hushed. Philani was just standing by, watching.
Nhlakanipho: Sukoluhle, my little sister, helped you?
Mkhuseli: Yes. We've been living together all these years.
Nhlakanipho: Haibo, so we've been sponsoring your little life?
Mkhuseli: I didn't ask her to save me, okay?
Nhlakanipho: You didn't have to. You fvcked my underage sister, made her pregnant, and
forced her to abort. Kahlekahle, you don't love her, Mkhuseli. You have just been using her
for your own gain. Well, that ends today. It ends with you.
He points the gün at him, no remorse on his face, just a relaxation. Mkhuseli blinked,
swallowing hard.
Mkhuseli: Hawu, Khoza omkhulu. Ngiyaxolisa... please spare my life. I... I...
Nhlakanipho: (chuckles) Relax, Biyela. I was just showing you what I can possibly do. You
don't mess with the Khozas and get away with it. You will diè, but definitely not today. The
papers you signed? (laughs) Are you that stupid, Mkhuseli?
Mkhuseli: Huh? What were those papers for?
Nhlakanipho: Relaxa, you'll find out soon.
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NARRATED
Philani got back home with Nhlakanipho like nothing happened. The elders had already
gone to bed, and so did Sukoluhle. That one has questions to answer. Nkele and Rori were
still awake, just clearing up the mess and having chats between.
Philani: Haibo, sthandwa sami! You're overworking yourself. You should be taking a rest
now.
Nkele: Hey, love.
She smiled, hugging him. Philani responded to the hug but was still concerned about her.
Rorisang: I tried stopping her. You know how stubborn she can be.
Philani: Kodwa mkami.
Nkele: Rori wouldn't be able to do all this alone, my love. I had to step in.
Philani: I would've called people to clean up. That's what I told Ma.
Nkele: And waste money ke le teng? No.
She smiled, playing with Philani's shirt button. Lani leaned over, kissing her forehead before
brushing her bump. All this time, Nhla was just leaning against the wall, watching how
lovely they looked and how Rori just admired what they had. He prays hard that the surgery
goes well. In that way, everyone would get their happy ending.
Philani: How is my baby?
Nkele: She's being a good girl today.
Philani: You mean a good boy?
They look at each other and laugh. Rori is just smiling and loving them. She looks at
Nhlakanipho and immediately frowns, walking towards him.
Rorisang: Hey, are you okay?
Nhlakanipho: Huh? Hmm.
Rorisang: What's bothering you?
Nhlakanipho: Nothing, Nana. Bafo, let's have a talk privately.
He kisses Rori's forehead and walks away, leaving her in confusion and worry. He
disappears in Philani's home office, where Philani follows him in a little bit later.
Nkele: Rori?
Rorisang: Mh?
Nkele: Are you okay?
Rorisang: Yes. Uhm... okay. Nhla is just acting weird, I don't know.
Nkele: Hawu? After giving it to him earlier on?
Rorisang: (widening eyes) What?
Nkele: Don't act surprised. You were too loud.
Kele teases, but Rori does not find amusement in that. She is just worried about her man.
She looked where Nhla and Philani disappeared to and sighed.
—
Back in the home office. Nhla is venting out his feelings, as Philani is just trying to reason
with him.
Philani: You do not understand, Nhla. Do you think I didn't try anything? Do you think I'm
that selfish to rob you of your love?
Nhlakanipho: No. Let's give it a try, Philani. I don't think I can part ways with Rorisang
again. She will be broken.
Philani: I understand. This will not break her only, Nhla.
Nhlakanipho: That's why this surgery needs to be done.
He stands up, walking to the table, and pours himself a glass of gin. He gulps it down, trying
to control his frustrations.
Philani: You'll have to accept that I'm dying, Nhla. There's nothing we can do. I can't even
believe you let Mkhuseli live because you already have a surgery planned for me without
talking to me!
Nhlakanipho: l had to! I can't marry Nkele. Those two are best friends!
Philani: That's why I asked you to stay away from Rorisang!
Nhlakanipho: Would it be better? If I stayed away, do you think it would've hurt less? We're
doing this, Philani. Whether you like it or not.
He gulps another glass of gin and storms out. He freezes as soon as he comes across Rori's
perplexed face. The bottle of beer she had in her hands dropped on the floor.
Nhlakanipho: Nana… Nana, I… we…
She looked up at him, swallowing. Her eyes welled with tears, her heart beating fast. She
took a step back, still in shock.
Nhlakanipho: Nana…
Rorisang: You're marrying my best friend?
She asked in a trembling whisper, shedding a tear. Nhla shook his head, trying to hold her
hand, but she stepped away.
Nhlakanipho: No. No… we will work on that…
Rorisang: Is that why you were whispering those words to me?
Nhlakanipho: What words?
Rorisang: Goodbye words.
Nhlakanipho: Sthandwa sami.
Rorisang: “No matter what happens, you'll always be my love.” You said that.
Nhlakanipho: I was just… being honest.
Rorisang: I told you, Nhlakanipho. We will never be together, but what did you say? You
were never mine.
Nhla's eyes filled with tears, shaking his head.
Nhlakanipho: No… Rorisang, don't talk like that. Let me explain, please, let me explain.
Ngiyacela.
Rorisang: Now I understand why you were suddenly zoning out.
Nhlakanipho: I love you… ngiyakthanda Rori, and you know it.
Rorisang: Where will that love get us? You're marrying my best friend. This is clear… We
will never be.
“Rori, what's going on? What is that supposed to mean?”
Nkele asks, walking towards them. Rori stared at Nhla for a while. Her eyes shifted to
Philani, who was standing behind Nhla and sniffled, wiping her tears.
Rorisang: Your husbands will explain it to you. I need to catch a flight anyway.
Nhlakanipho: Nana…
Rorisang grabbed her bag, and phone alongside the car keys and walked out, with
Nhlakanipho running after her.
Nhlakanipho: Rori… listen…
Rorisang got in her car, reversed out with teary eyes, and drove off. Nhlakanipho attempted
to get in his car when Nkele's scream pierced through his soul. He quickly ran back inside
and found his brother on the floor, running out of breath as Nkele screamed. The parents
also stepped out of the guestrooms, attending Philani.
Nhlakanipho: Lani! Philani! No.
He squatted in front of him. Philani held his hand, shaking while trying to maintain his
breathing pattern. Kedi held her head as Khulekani tried to call the ambulance.
Philani: I… I'm leaving.
Nhlakanipho: No!
Philani: Tell Rori I said I'm sorry.
Nkele: What do you mean, Philani? What's going on?
Philani: Ngiyaxolisa mkami, kodwa isikhathi sami sesfikile.
Nkele: No, please don't do this to me… to us. We still need you, sthandwa sami, please.
Philani: Bhuti, please take care of my family. You're my only hope.
Nhlakanipho: Bafo…
He whispered, his voice breaking as his eyes filled with tears.
Philani: Please… ngiyacela…
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Rori drove off with eyes full of tears. She didn't hear all of the conversation they had and
doesn't know the reason Nhla will be marrying Nkele, but the thought of it breaks her heart.
She breaks into a sob, her heart aching. The memories of her and Nhla flash back in the back
of her mind. When she met him the second time after bumping into his car, and how his
deep voice called her “Nkosazana” and from there calling her “Nana” and “His Dollface”. She
recalls the beautiful picture of them that spread all over the school group and how they
looked so good together.
She remembers his gentle touch and how he was so patient with her. How he always looked
at her, and the way he smiled at her differently, then how he smiled with others. His
laughter and soft yet cold lips. A memory of him deflowering her in her brother's house.
How he was so gentle with her.
She loves him, but obviously, the universe just doesn't want to see her with him. Maybe she
should have stayed back in Cape Town.
She stops by the traffic lights, breaking into painful sobs. She cries on the steering wheel,
unable to control her emotions. The cars honking at her forced her to wipe tears that
couldn't stop falling. She drove without realizing that the traffic light had already turned
red.
Rori looked at the truck lights on her right. The truck honked loudly. Rorisang's hands
moved quickly, trying to take a reverse, but it was too late. Car crashed!
She shut her eyes, screaming as the car rolled.
The minute it stopped, the silence filled the street for a moment before distant chattering
occurred. Rori's body ached, her breath shortening. She slowly opened her eyes and
immediately shed tears.
Rorisang: Nhlaa…
She whispered, swallowing and shutting her eyes slowly.
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