CHAPTER 32
THATO BOOYSENArriving at the office, I found Quincy already running the meeting. I'm blessed to have him as my assistant.
Me: Gentlemen.
Mr Muller: Booysen, you're late.
Me: I can see that, but I really can't prevent the traffic, can I?
Mr. muller: You still don't like to apologize, huh?
Me: Well, I apologize when I'm wrong, Mr Muller, but now I'm not. Shall we proceed?
Mr. muller: You might as well kiss a goodbye to our deal.
Me: I haven't even signed yet, though you're saying that?
Mr. muller: I can't be signing a deal with people who aren't punctual. Moreover, who have no manners.
He said, standing up from his chair as I made my way to the chief chair. I looked at him and his men, making their way out.
Me: Mr. muller.... yazi, I just wonder how your wife would feel if she knew about you fücking your stepdaughter, who happens to be her child.
He stopped on his tracks and looked back at me.
Mr Muller: What did you just say?
Me: Want me to expose you more? Come on, Dave, we both know im no one to mess with.
He stared at me, fuming with anger. He walked back to his seat... great mission accomplished!
I looked at Quincy. He had the most evil smirk while I still had my serious face on.
Me: That wasn't hard, was it?
ZINHLE DUMA
He looked at me so did I. He's so clean and smells so yummy! Well, not that my man doesn't, Thato's Cologne is my favorite.
Mr Mothobi: Mr Vitya Petrov....
He said poking me from my lost thoughts.... wait, what did he call Sandile?
Mr. m: We welcome you to our coal company.
He led him inside with some women, and they were hand-in-hand.
Mr. m: Kindly meet my new assistant, Zinhle Duma and Ms Duma this is...
Sandile: Vitya, Vitya Petrov. I'm walking with my fiance, Alina.
What the hell? Okay, what's going on here?
Me: *fakes smile* Nice to meet you, sir.
Sandile: Can we get to work now, Mr Mothobi?
Even his English accent has changed. What happened to him?
Mr. m: Right.... Ms. Duma, please show Alina around as we continue with our meeting with Mr Petrov.
Holy shit! I faked my smile, nodding...
Me: Please follow me.
We walked around with her, asking me many questions about the business, including confidential information, which I couldn't bring myself to spit out.
We were now in my office drinking coffee.
Alina: I really didn't like the way you stared at my man.
She blurted out.
Me: Your man? Ohh no, I really didn't stare at him the way you think I did, I just thought it was someone else.
Alina: Someone else?
Me: Yeah, he's not important.... by the way, where are you guys from?
Alina: Russia.
And it clicked, Tshepiso did mention that Sandile ran out of the country, but he came back too soon. Well, at least I have recovered, and all those things he did to me have passed me.
Alina: Hello?
Me: Ohh... I'm sorry..
Alina: Are you okay?
Me: I'm good, thanks.
Alina: Yeah, as I was saying, we're from Russia.
Me: I can tell from the accent.
She laughed softly.
Me: Not to be nosey, but is he treating you well?
Alina: Very much good.... I'm at my happiest place right now.
I nodded, and the room filled with the silence.
***
I just got off the Uber. I see Thato's car parked on the driveway, meaning he just arrived, or did he forget to pick me up?
I opened the door and walked to the lounge. He was leaning on the couch busy with his laptop. I threw myself next to him.
Me: Why didn't you pick me up today?
Thato: Hello to you too.
Me: I even tried to call you but couldn't get through.
Thato: My battery died.
I hate it when he has this look. Trust me, it still terrifies the inner me.
Me: I see you're busy.
Thato: Very much.
Me: Is that why you didn't fetch me from work?
Thato: Yes. I told you that you should go to driving school so I can buy you a car.
Yes, that's him! Not knowing how to apologize when he's wrong, always putting the blame on others.
Me: Aren't you sorry for not picking me up?
He looked at me for a while and focused back on his laptop. That means I'm disturbing him, and I should give him some space. I sighed and headed upstairs. I took off my clothes and went for a warm, long shower while humming Lloyiso's song “Seasons”.
After an hour or so, I walked out with a towel around my body. As I dried my body, the almighty himself got in. I'm used to him staring at my body even though we haven't sexually intimated... we just do foreplay.
Me: Your eyes are literally räping me.
He was leaning against the door with his back still with his serious intimidating look.
Me: Thato, stop.
He bit his lower lip, argh he knows what that does to my poor pûssy.
Me: Thato, please, stop.
Thato: What did I do?
He asked in his deep sexy voice. He slowly stepped towards me with his hands in the pockets. I swallowed hard already thinking of what he's about to do to me.
He stood behind me and kissed the back of my neck. My breathing changed instantly before he could even touch me.. am I that weak? His lips moved to my ears and whispered “Are you okay, mami? ” breathing heavily, which sent some shivers.
Thato: Hlehle?
He wrapped his cold hands around my waist. I closed my eyes, taking all the foreign feelings in and butterflies I felt in my tummy. I felt his hard boner poking my naked bütt.
Me: *whispers* Thato.
Thato: Fûck, I love you.
He turned me around, smashing his lips on mine and carrying me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and deepened the kiss as he gently put me on the bed.
To Be Continued.
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