"I am sorry that I scared you. " His voice is gentle and loving.
Before I could say something, his brother burst out a loud mocking chuckle. It makes me feel uncomfortable and shy.
"Brother stop it" His voice express his irritation. I could sense that his brother's behaviour is vexing him. Wait, that's not Thami. Thami is sweet
"Sorry, I will try to behave" He apologises.
"You better, or I will drop you here and you will have to beg your model girlfriend to pick you up" His voice sounds irritated.
"Yes sir. Now introduce to the famous lover who healed your broken heart" He giggles.
"You are doing it" He slows the car. "Do you know that Muledane is far from Unit D? I am doing you a big favour here"
"Not really... let's let that go. Introduce me or I will..." His voice is now daring and sounds dangerous. Musa sighs. I can sense he is vexed and tired.
" Babe meet my elder brother, the first child to my mom, Kamokgelo. You can call him Kamo, he needs to earn your respect and he's very flirty, don't fall for it" He sneers at the end of the sentence. "Brother, this is my woman Deya".
I see the car pulling to a townhouse. It looked...normal for the praised and worshipped wealthy Mala brother, the man after his father's heart, so they say. Because they business-minded minded.
" Deya...it is my pleasure to finally meet you. Can I see you? My heart is glad, that I finally met the woman who has brought hope to love for my sweet little brother" His voice was really sweet and melodic. He is a charmer, I can sense that.
"Just get out!" He yells.
"Okay, okay" He alights the car. He knocks by my window. He then opens the door. "Take care of him tonight, I think he needs some saving tonight. So please give some good time" Through the puff of darkness, I see his radiating wicked smirk.
"Bye!" He aggressively reverses the car. His brother promptly steps back and the door slammed.
He drives and I could hear his piercing and mocking laughs as I watch him through the window while he walks to the door. They...look a little bit alike but have different body structures and auras. His aura is made of danger. He seems to be old but the forever playing, never wanting to settle type, because they are busily expanding their wealth. Does he know that one can never feel satisfied and have abundant access to money?
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I slide my cold body and snuggle to him. He smiles sweetly. He places a perk on my forehead.
"Hun...do you think I am too harsh on Deya about this boy?" I sweetly gaze up at him.
"You don't even know his name, Musa is his name" He wraps around my now round waistline.
"Of course you do because they are your business partners Mr Kim Smith" I caress his bare chest.
"Besides that, I consider them my acquaintances close to friendship. The kids are well mannered. Their father ensures that they live up to his name" He squeezes me into his frame.
"And that's my problem, I suffered from that" My voice is cracking with emotions overwhelming my eyes.
"You have me to protect you and Deya. The past won't repeat itself" He tries to assure me.
"I can feel it. She won't leave the boy. She's even ignoring my calls. I have this strong feeling that something amiss will happen" I bit my lower lip in worry.
"Don't overthink about everything it is not good for the young one, and not for Deya, she needs you to be her mother. And you can't do that if you stressing" He pauses. "Hun, you gave her advice, and it's up to her to use that information and decide. Whatever decision she makes, we should be supportive. or we will lose her"
I heave a heavy sigh. His words are true, maybe I should not let my painful past experiences cloud my judgement. Maybe this Musa boy could rewrite what was meant to be. If it is fate, nothing can undo it.
I lift my face to reach his beautiful plump lips. Our lips crash and the sensation break into million pieces flowing over my body. Aren't I blessed to have a second chance to true love?
He brushes my cheek and his eyes fickle with passion. His gaze is intensely making love with me. I open my lips to gasp for air. I love this man.
"I love you" His voice was soft and intense in emotion.
"I love you too"
We kiss slowly letting ourselves drown in our pool of passion.
I hear the phone violently vibrates and ring very loud.
I pull back violently, accidentally biting his lower lip. His gaze was intense and hungry for me. He wanted me, all of me right now...
I reach for the phone by the sideboard drawer. He is placing tiny kisses on my shoulder and slowly biting into my skin. Ah...his teeth on my skin creating a sensation of pleasure which flows throughout my body, calling out his name.
I see the caller ID written Baby Deya.
"Honey, it's Deya" I immediately sit upright on the bed erasing the little hot session we were having.
He jerks his head in impatience and irritation. He was in the mood, plus he hates night and morning calls because that is our time. He is upset but he will swallow his frustration because I have been trying to reach Deya for a long time. I am glad, she is finally willing to talk. I will listen and tell her she is free to date that boy if she wants to. It won't be easy, but I hate it when we don't talk. I promised to be with her always, and these squabbles are not helping me to do that.
"Hello Baby" I greet cheerfully. I wait eagerly for her sweet voice to land in my ears.
"Hello...Is this Deya's mother? The owner of the phone" A strange female voice echoes in my ears.
"Uhm...yes" I hesitatingly agree with my heart beating fast.
"Madam, your child has been hospitalised at Hope and Grace, she was involved in a car accident" The female voice pause waiting for my reply.
A hot flood of tears drenches my cheeks. My baby...I open my mouth but no words can come out. Kim noticed that and hurriedly reach out to me. He takes the phone from my hand and starts talking on the phone. I could not hear what he is saying. My mind is blank and I don't know what to do. I see him move around the bedroom getting something to wear to cover our bodies and taking the car keys from the drawer.
"Let's go" He instructs me to get up. He looks at me impatiently. I attempt to dismount the bed, but I can't move. My pupils widen in startle and I desperately gazed at him. I can't talk either. He glances at me for a minute and he reaches for me on the bed. He carries me.
He noticed. What is going on with me? I can't be like this? I can't lose my baby. Lord, I pray she is alive and is not badly injured.
Where was she going this kind of time?