part 4 the orchid

I am not mad. I am not pissed nor am I angry at Him. Well I don’t know. Yes I am surprised that he is the same person who bought my painting and got me that expensive holiday but why didn’t he tell me his name. “Maybe he thought you knew” Lebo says. We are sitting at the restaurant across the street. I am having a strawberry daiquiri and she a glass of cold red wine. She loves her Wine and she knows it very well. “I doubt it… I mean he should have realised that I didn’t connect the dots the moment I told him about the holiday in the first place.” I am rambling on and on about how he has lied to me and the fact that I was so stupid to accept the gift from a stranger. Lebo has her mouth hanging and eyes all gobbled out. She’s looking behind me I turn around and he’s here. “My Love trust me I realised it but I couldn’t tell you. Besides I wanted to see your face when I welcome you myself at the opening of my hotel tonight.” He says as he pulls out the chair and sit beside me. Lebo chokes I give a stare down. “My Empress please. I need you to be there. You just have to right next to me” he is seriously begging me. Both my hands in his. He is rubbing and kissing them. Lebo and I are communicating with eyes. I end up nodding again my body not listening to neither my heart nor head which are totally against Mkhululi and his charm. Yes! He is Mkhululi Malinga. Head of production at International Arms and Ammunition Inc. Yes he owns a company that makes Guns and Bombs. I am certain he owns one too. He is the second born of three boys. There is nothing on the net about his brothers or his parents. He owns Hotels around the country especially places close to the mountain. He has a doctorate degree in Business Management and Finance. Not only handsome but smart too. Two ticks on my father’s list already. Its 5pm when I make my way downstairs with my mini suitcase. Mkhululi said he will pick me up and we will drive together. He practically gave me no choice. I gather he is the type of person that prefers things done his way or the high way which is practically his way still. He is wearing a Navy Tuxedo. I am in a red number with white stilettos. These things are killing me and I haven’t arrived at the venue yet. We will meet Lebo there she called and said something about Mandla and the car and a party somewhere. I didn’t ask any further questions. “You look beautiful” he startles me when he reaches for my neck and kisses it as a hello. He helps me get in the car as the driver loads my suitcase in the boot of the Limo. My face flushes! Immediately! He helps me get in and he sits next to me. He is excited. Too excited. “Nervous?” Is he seriously asking me that? I am literally frozen. The night is warm and chilled but trust me he still dominates as the reason my knees wobble. I swallow hard as I look at him completely concentrating on his face careful not to meet with his eyes as he speaks to the driver. Ours eyes meet I quickly look away. I am still afraid of those eyes. “I have something for you” I reaches out of his pocket and takes out a ring box. Is he proposing?? After 3 days? You have got to be kidding the shit out of me. My mind screams!! My heart Jumps and I spill the glass of champagne all over myself as the Limo hits a pothole. Great! Clumsy as always Leya!! Nice move dweeb! “Oh my god I am so sorry!! I am really sorry” The champagne is cold as the North Pole on my breasts. My nipples immediately react and rise for attention. He notices because they are standing out on the silk Dress. Why I wore this one? I also have no damn idea. He clears his throat his eyes fixed on my two twins. He looks at me as he bites his lower lip. I am frozen literally. I can’t feel my legs or my arms. He’s coming closer slowly and I have a chance to interrupt me but I don’t because I want this. I want him to kiss me I want him to touch me. My loins are calling out for him. His lips reach out for my neck. A light wet kiss sends thrills down my spine I tremble with my mouth letting out a gasp. He makes his way to my ears and he whispers: “I want to hold you in my arms tonight” I swallow as he pulls back just slightly and we are looking at each other. A kiss is inevitable and who am I to interrupt it? The place is heaven. I cannot begin to explain it. It has fountains everywhere. I notice a very familiar statue and the way it is built. It reminds me of something but before I find what it is He is pulling me close and we are walking to the lifts. I turn around and stare at it as we are walking away from it. “That’s the statue of Ngonyama Yezulu. A sacred family Lion. The protector of our family and our loved ones” He did not just say that I made a mini statue of his Family Protector. I am flabbergasted but I don’t say a thing. We reach my room and it is beautiful. There is a knock on the door just as he is about to come close to me. He goes to open. It’s the porter he is holding a phone on a tray. “Phone call for Mrs Malinga” Say what??? He smiles and takes the phone from the Porter I am confused and shocked but I take it as he hands it to me. It’s Lebo she is cancelling on me. On a normal day I would be pissed and probably end up cancelling and going home too but Tonight I am glad! I put the phone down and follow him to the kitchen. It’s a penthouse suite. “Take a shower and change my lady… we have dinner at 8” he says totally not paying attention to be but the piece of cake he is attacking with the folk. He looks at me and offers I shake my head. That Mrs Malinga shit still pisses me off a little though. “Cataleya sooner or later you will be Mrs Malinga and the Queen of my kingdom. My empire.” It’s like I do not have a choice in this matter. I melt as soon as he takes my face in his hand and pulls me closer. He makes my lips his. “I could kiss you everyday” he whispers between the smooching sounds. I could get used to you kissing me all day every day! Hands are touching everywhere. Breathing has changed. I am against the kitchen wall and we can’t get our hands off each other He keeps saying shit and fuck and damn. Trust me I am doing nothing but following his lead. We are only just kissing. “What the hell!!” he screams his phone interrupting us. I am breathing heavily and shock as hell. What just happened!! Last thing I remember is being mad about something I don’t remember though what it was. I don’t blame myself though I blame his lips. They completely wipe off my memory of anything! “Baby I need to go out for a few minutes. Will you be okay?” He is fixing himself. I pick up his tie and help him dress up. Yeah his shirt had already been on the floor. # HideFace # NaughtyEyes. “I promise I will be all yours tonight this whole week in fact” he says as he plants a fast one on my forehead and he’s gone. It is barely a minute he walked out and already we are on the phone. I didn’t even know he had my number. I am laughing tears pouring out my ears. He is telling me about how turn on he is and that he can’t get it down but he is in a meeting. He is crazy. I want to tell him but I don’t want to offend him. He still scares me you know. Even though I am starting to be comfortable around him I am still watching what I say hence I hardly talk unless he is asking something. It is 9 pm he is not back yet. We were supposed to go to dinner like he said at 8. I had already dressed up too like he said. I am disappointed sad and lonely. I miss him too and his phone is off. I end up calling room service ordering just for myself a light meal and a bottle of wine. I try calling him after each glass and before I know it the bottle is empty. It’s almost 12 am when I decide to get into bed. The TV has nothing interesting and the music is just blur on the radio tonight. I change into my two piece navy silk short pj’s and get into bed. The lights are off when I hear him tiptoe next to the bed. I am pretending to be asleep. I can feel his eyes on me and his warm breath on my face. He plants a kiss on my eye. “I am so sorry your highness” he whispers. He reeks of cigars and alcohol but I want him. I want him to hold me tonight. Make love? Probably. I trust him enough to give myself to him. I didn’t even question him about sleeping arrangements. He probably knew he was planning on sleeping here with me tonight. If Lebo had come she would be in her own room. His phone vibrates I hear him curse under his breath because it’s interrupting him from undressing. “Yeah? It’s not a big deal man. Just promise me I don’t have to do that again. I fuckin hate mistakes. They cost a lot of money. It’s almost Christmas dude… yeah yeah yeah! I’ll talk to the boys. Last thing we need is blood on our hands… chat later man” He hops on the bed and gets under the covers. He is cold! I quickly move my leg from his but his hands are warm. I let him hold me from behind. “Leya Baby?” Should I respond? My body makes that decision for me. I have the most deceiving body ever. I can feel his hands caressing my body under the covers his eyes staring at my face I can feel it. Even though I can’t see him I am sure he can with the help from the moon shining from outside behind him. He places his trembling hand on my buttocks and I gasp as he spanks it then squeezes tightly. If this is my boyfriend or my man or whatever. Then I am in for a very kinky 34 year old man. He apologises and says it took longer than expected. I tell him it is okay before he even finishes explaining. I don’t want to know not tonight maybe tomorrow. The rest of the night or better yet the morning I am in his arms my head on his chest. The soft and almost brownish caramel skin next to mine. I could live like this! I am first to wake up he is fast asleep like a baby. Literally! I stumble upon the heap of clothes on the floor. Careful not to wake him up I pick them up and throw them on the couch. My eyes did not expect to see this neither was I prepared. His vest is covered in blood. Now the question comes to mind where was he last night? I don’t ask him a thing when he wakes up. I have a prepared a feast for breakfast. Ordering in was not an option I felt like cooking for him. The blood scared me but I am sure there is a perfect explanation for it. He is devouring the bacon eggs and sausages like there is no tomorrow. “You make me miss home. Mom prepares this every time I am home” he has this glow on his face either from the food or missing his mom. I want to ask about the blood but I choose to ask about his family. He confirms that he has two brothers like the social networks said his parents are in the Eastern Cape enjoying retirement. His older brother is a business man and the youngest an IT Expert. He is only in his boxers and he does not seem to mind at all. I have covered myself in one of the gowns in the hotel. I will only reveal when I have given up the cookie. Thank you very much! He looks at me I am staring at the couch from afar. He turns his head and looks straight at it. He frowns wipes his moth and walks over to it. He picks up the vest. What lie is he brewing? He is standing there for a good 2 minutes. “I can explain” he says walking towards me with it in his hand. I take a step back and I am against the fridge. “Get that filthy thing away from me” I react immediately. Images of Sikho and his wife flash through my brain. I shut my eyes. He tries to touch me and I move his hand away from me. I look at him he is confused and he doesn’t know what to do. How did I get here? I want to cry I want to cry so badly and my eyes are already deceiving me. The tears race down my cheeks. I can’t stop them neither can I breath. I am coughing. “Baby? What’s wrong?” I see him tossing the vest aside and in one go he picks my tiny body and carries me to the bed. I love his arms! I must have passed out. He is sitting next to me watching me sleep. “Don’t ever do that again. You scared to death woman” he looks startled. I apologise. I really don’t know what came over me. I thought I was over the Sikho drama but clearly not. I have not been exposed to blood like that in a long time too. The passing out bit I have no comment for it. He hugs me tightly. “The doctor was right you need to rest” This man is insane. I just passed out for Christ’s sake. “You called the doctor?” I ask my voice husky and rust. He nods and brings me some water so thoughtful. “I didn’t know what was wrong with you. You completely just fainted after going all crazy on me because of some blood splatters. If you must know we were slaughtering a goat at a friend’s braai in the township” he is looking at me like he just gave me a compliment. “You left me here? Alone? For a braai?” I am becoming more enraged than hurt. He can see it in my eyes I am sure! “No baby it’s not like that. The guys were here at the hotel they dragged me to the meeting and one thing led to the other and I am in Gugulethu at a braai. I am really sorry sthandwa sam.” Is he telling the truth? I forgive him anyways. I can’t stay mad at this pretty face. The doorbell rings I cover myself as he walks to open. I hear a male voice he walks out and closes the door behind him. It is only a few minutes and he is back leaving the door open. “It’s my brother” what!!!! “What is your brother doing in my hotel room?” I ask. Even though I spoke without thinking I sure was not expecting the answer. “Uhm… Technically Your highness this is my private apartment.” Shoot me now!! Bury me in a ditch somewhere!!” I fume. He is begging and I end up nodding he kisses me excitedly forcing me to fall on the bed on my back. He’s on top of me kissing and touching. He forgets about his brother. “Brother that’s enough” The voice behind him demands He gets off of me. Our eyes meet. I am embarrassed. He walked in on me halfway through doing the deed with a man I have known for less than a week. Shameful Leya! Really shameful. “So this is the Cataleya Orchid you have been talking about?” the brother says walking with so much pride across the room to the couch. He is walking with a cane but he is not limping. It has a lion head and it looks pretty expensive. “Leya baby this is Melumzi My elder brother” He does not have a single smile on his face he does not seem pleased at all that his brother is in our presence or mine alone. But Melumzi… he has this smirk on his face I wish Mkhululi could just punch off of his face. Wait!! Did I just say that? “Cataleya Mfiki so nice to finally lay my eyes on you beautiful lady… you sure know how pick them brother. Let’s hope she is not cray….” Mkhululi is grabbing him by the collar and dragging him to the door. “Do not test my patience. What the hell do you want?” they are whispering but I can hear them clearly. “Portia called me she says Zana has been asking about you” Melumzi says. “Tell Portia to see me first thing Monday now is that all?” Mkhululi is agitated. He wants him gone! This idiot knows that he is a nuisance but he is still wearing that smug. Punch him baby!! Just punch him! I am no longer listening I figured it is work related. I make my way to the bathroom. “Nice to see you Cat” he yells as I walk away. I waved giving Mkhululi confused eyes. He shrugs his shoulders. The brother is gone when I come back. Mkhululi is laying on the bed. “I never get to laze around like this. Thank you My Lady you have added some sparkles and lights in me” I smile not sure what to say. I join him in bed. He caresses me with every kiss and every twirl out tongues make. He owns my lips and my body. Take me Mr Malinga! Take Me!! He breaks away from me. “There is someone I want you to meet” he’s smiling just a little though. “Who?” I ask curiosity killed the cat once well it choked me. “My Daughter”

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