Today, I am sharing two chapters out of my upcoming novel with you!

We have said that with the competitions that we have run throughout the posting of this season’s story, some lucky winner will get to win a hardcopy of my new novel that is to be released in October 2023, titled Yeni: A family & its business.

You can still stand a chance to win! 

All you need to do to stand a chance to win is: 

1. Invite 5 friends or more to this read

2. Share your views of the story (posts, not today’s sneak peek into the novel)

3. Tell us about your favourite characters

The prizes are as follows: 

Three people will win customized notebooks;

Two people will win copies of the new novel (snippet being shared in today’s post);

One person will win a collection of all Ketso Madonsela novels (My Worth Crowned You; Nosi & The Church; Mrs Him Book 1; Mrs Him Book 2; Last Wife Standing) PLUS the new novel that is set to launch this October 2023 (snippet being shared in today’s post)

I am looking forward to announcing winners soon and sharing these prizes with you! So please, keep tagging people and inviting them to our reads… keep commenting and telling us what you think… keep telling us about your favourite characters!

For today, happy reading Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 of the new and upcoming novel!

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Chapter 1

“Hello handsome”, Ayanda greets her fine godauve of a man, Nathaniel Nel. 

It has been a long day for both of them. Nate was in theatre all day performing surgeries, and Ayanda was living the life of an executive PA: making her chief’s life a lot easier at the expense of her own sanity. 

“Hello gorgeous. You look exhausted. How about I give you a foot massage while you tell me all about your day?” Nate suggests. But it is nothing out of the ordinary. Nate is a thoughtful person, and his love language is literally performing acts of service. 

“You are far too sweet, Dr Nel. I had actually planned to come here and cook you a mean meal so that you can tell me all about your surgeries. I couldn’t get hold of you all day. I missed you.” Ayanda says as she cuddles into his warm big arms filled with incredible love and passion. 

Nate smiles. He loves this woman. They have been together for seven years now and he still looks at her as if he just met her. 

Ayanda starts preparing dinner and Nate goes upstairs to dress down into something more comfortable. Ayanda started at her place, so she has already changed out of her heels and tight dress outfit. She is now dressed in short shorts, sneakers and a baggy basketball t-shirt. She pours herself a glass of wine to keep her company while Nate is changing upstairs. 

Nate eventually comes down the stairs wearing shorts and no t-shirt. He is a handsome and fine-looking white man. He feasts on gym sessions and his chizzeled body keeps Ayanda’s eyes glued to him as he makes his way back to her. Nate is about twelve years older than Ayanda, but somehow, they make a beautiful couple. He is so tall. Ayanda is up to his chest in height. He loves it though. 

“How are the twins?” Nate asks Ayanda as he has her wrapped in his arms. 

“They are okay. They are visiting my mom, that’s why I’m here without them today.” Ayanda explains. 

Ayanda has a set of twins who are now eight years old. They are fraternal twins: a boy (named Melusi) and a girl (named Ntandokazi). The father of these twins is not only a worldwide known businessman who is known for his true brilliance and unexplainable charm, but he is also the true love of Ayanda’s life. 

Ayanda ran away from Gauteng to live in Umhlanga for reasons still unknown to Sakhile Yeni. Ayanda found out about her pregnancy three months into living in Umhlanga. Today, Ayanda can follow his life because someone is always writing about him in the media. He still believes that she just left and never looked back. 

Ayanda met Nate when the twins were a couple of months old. He has been helping her raise them ever since. 

“I miss them. I bought them a few gifts”, Nate says. 

“Thank you, baby… not just for the gifts, but for everything. Not a lot of men would raise kids that aren’t theirs”, Ayanda. 

“Not a lot of men get to call you their better half”, Nate. 

Ayanda and Nate passionately indulge in an incredible kiss. 

“I really want you upstairs and in bed. We will dine out tonight”, Nate whispers. 

Ayanda jumps on top of him. Nate catches Ayanda with one arm and stretches the other arm to switch off the stove. 

He carries Ayanda upstairs and when they get to the bedroom, Nate puts Ayanda down. The pair are now breathing heavily. 

“My angel, I want to make love to my fiancé tonight”, Nate randomly says between the heavy breathing happening between him and Ayanda. 

Huh? 

Nate turns Ayanda around and she faces the ring lying on the bed. 

She turns around to look at Nate and he is on one bended knee. 

“Ayanda Kunene, will you please give me the honour of calling myself your husband? I want to marry you, baby, and I want to adopt the twins. The three of you are my family. I love you. Please marry me. Then tonight, I can make love to you as your fiancé”, Nate. 

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Ayanda screams. 

With that, they have their first evening in bed as fiancés.

…

Lira is performing at the private dinner reserved for the Yeni family and their partners. Tonight, the Yeni brothers celebrate the engagement of Sakhile Yeni to his beautiful fiancé, Lefika Letuka. 

Lefika is a beautiful woman who was born and raised in Dube, Soweto. She is a solutions architect by profession, she is madly in love with Sakhile by favour of the simple things in life. 

Lefika and Sakhile are dancing to the melodies of Lira, celebrating what is about to become a powerful couple. 

Sakhile’s brothers (Thomas and Ntokozo) are also dancing with their wives (Thimna and Zuziwe). 

Sakhile is the middle brother. You can imagine the running jokes that came with Ntokozo (the youngest) making it to the altar before he did. However, he was always stuck on the one that got away; the one he had already traditionally married, but could not make it to the altar with where their union would be sealed by a priest and witnesses dressed in their Sunday best. 

He still keeps her pictures. His brothers have told him – pleaded with him that it is time he let her go. It has been nine years. If she were ever coming back, she would be back by now. Nevertheless, he always had hope… he had hope that she would come back to Gauteng and they would still have a chance. I guess his engagement to his three-year long girlfriend is his first step to moving on. 

“I have something to tell you”, Lefika whispers in Sakhile’s ear.

“Yeah?” Sakhile. 

“I’m pregnant”, Lefika says with excitement. 

Sakhile spins her around in the air and shouts at the top of his lungs, “She has made me a father! I have definitely made the right decision with this one.”

Being a father means everything to Sakhile. 

“I’m finally going to have my first child”, Sakhile announces. 

The following morning, the engagement of Sakhile Yeni and Lefika Letuka is all over the media – social media included. Ayanda bumps into it as she is scrolling through her phone. She is at the office already, preparing the day for the chief that she is an executive PA to. She cries a bit. It is not easy seeing him this happy with someone else. 

She starts something that she knows she will never be able to take back. However, it must be done, she thinks to herself. 

“Congratulations on your engagement“, she dms him on twitter. 

After 3 seconds…

“Ayanda Kunene? Is this a prank?” Sakhile replies to the dm. 

“No Sax. It’s me. I just wanted to say congratulations. Have a good day“, Ayanda. 

Sakhile knows that Ayanda is the only person who calls him Sax. 

“Yanda, please give me a number to contact you on“, Sakhile requests. 

“082 123 1234“, Ayanda replies.

—

A throwback: Yanda & Sax

“Hi, I am Sakhile Yeni. I am the CEO of the company. I thought I’d come down and meet our new Operations Manager”, Sakhile says as he stands in front of Ayanda in her new office. 

“I remember you. You were in my last round of interviews. I had no idea that you were the CEO though. Thank you for coming down to meet me. I really appreciate this, Mr Yeni.” Ayanda replies. 

“Please, call me Sakhile. You have a very impressive CV. I am confident that you will take this company to the next level. As a founder of any company, you need to know when you have reached your ceiling and can no longer take the company or brand any further. That’s when we start hiring brilliant people such as yourself to take us to the next level”, Sakhile says. 

“That is very profound. I am looking forward to serving under you, Sakhile. Leaders such as yourself are very rare.” Ayanda. 

“How are you settling in? Do you like your office?” Sakhile says, getting comfortable in Ayanda’s office as she is unpacking her boxes, making her office homey and comfortable. 

“My manager has already had a one-on-one with me and dumped three piles of files that I need to get through. It is mostly the company’s progress reports, operational reports and reports for the board and investors. He has already introduced me to the team. They seem great. I believe I will be meeting with more managers later today.” Ayanda explains. 

“Wow, Tom is really not giving you a break. Today is your first day. I will talk to him.” Sakhile says. 

“No, please don’t do that. He is a cool guy and I knew that this role came with pressure and responsibility. Don’t worry about me. I will be good. I am here to make the company proud.” Ayanda says. 

Sakhile smiles at her and says, “I am very happy to hear that. I just don’t want the company to be the reason you start having problems with your husband.” 

“That should not be your problem, sir. I am here to work. My personal life should be the last thing that you worry about”, Ayanda. 

Sakhile nods his head. 

“Have a great first day, Mrs Kunene. I will be on my way now.” Sakhile says, standing up and making his way to the door. 

“It is actually Miss Kunene. But, you can call me Ayanda.” Ayanda says. Sakhile nods and leaves Ayanda’s office. 

…

9pm 

Ayanda is still in her office reading the files that Thomas gave to her and making notes for her team meeting scheduled for 11am tomorrow. It is raining. Ayanda told herself that she will work until the rain calms down. Sakhile has just knocked off himself and as he makes his way to his car, he notices that the light in Ayanda’s office is on. He knocks on Ayanda’s door and lets himself in. 

“It is 9pm, Ayanda”, Sakhile says. He is standing at the door and looking at Ayanda. 

“I am very much aware of that, Sakhile.” Ayanda says, raising her head to smile at him. 

“You should be home by now. Thomas, your boss, left the office at 4pm.” Sakhile states. 

Ayanda closes the file and looks at Sakhile. Sakhile sees this as a sign to come into the office and get comfortable. He closes the door. 

“I need to be on top of my game. I have a meeting with my team tomorrow and there is a lot that I need to get through before that meeting.” Ayanda explains. 

“We don’t expect you to overwork yourself like this. You know that, right?” Sakhile says to her. 

“What is it exactly that you expect me to do? You are paying me a lot of money as an investment in my talent. Surely you expect an ROI on that.” Ayanda tells him. 

“Awusho, don’t you have a family? A steady partner? Kids?” Sakhile asks her. 

“I could ask you the same question. Or is it only men that are allowed to work into the still of the night while a family waits for him at home?” Ayanda. 

“Well, I am a CEO. However, I do not have a wife or kids. I have a girlfriend, but she understands how hard I need to work for her to live the life that I give her. My mother lives in KZN, my eldest brother is married, and my youngest brother is whipped by his new girlfriend. That’s why they are usually out of here by 4pm.” Sakhile explains.

“Maybe you should marry your girlfriend and make sure that you follow their example”, Ayanda comments. 

“There’s a reason why I am the CEO. Whoever I marry needs to understand that this is how it will always be. Our plans are to grow this business and nothing else. We started from nothing and our goal is to not end up with nothing when all is said and done. I don’t think my girlfriend understands that.” Sakhilestates. 

Ayanda nods her head. 

“So, what about you? A steady partner? Children?” Sakhile enquires. 

“I don’t have a husband, a steady partner or children. My career is very demanding and I demand a lot from myself. I left the country upon my undergraduate graduation to further my studies and work abroad. I had a dude there, but I always knew that I was never going to marry him. I spent two years in LA then moved to London. I worked a bit there while completing my MastersDegree. My LA guy was still hopeful about our relationship. I felt bad about having given up on him already, so I decided to be a nice person and not cheat on him.” 

Sakhile laughs at this comment that Ayanda makes. Ayanda smiles. 

“He had money to travel between the countries, so I let him. Then I came back to South Africa and ghosted him. So here I am, single and able to do my job until whatever time I see fit, and no one will ask me crap about it.” Ayanda concludes. 

Sakhile laughs, taking in how free Ayanda’s spirit is. 

“Your parents must have missed you while you were away”, Sakhile says. 

“Not really. We were used to being apart. I am an only child. My mother practiced nursing in the UK from when I was six. My dad passed away. I have been in boarding school since grade three. It’s just how we are. My mom returns from the UK next year. She is retiring. I am thinking of buying her a house in KZN, Umhlanga. We are from eMlazi anyway, so I think she will appreciate staying in KZN. I could never live with her. I have never had to and starting at this grown age might ruin our relationship. My mom and I are closer when we live apart.” Ayanda says. 

“I see. You really are a breath of fresh air.” Sakhile. 

“Thank you. Now that you have finally interviewed me, may I get back to my work?” Ayanda says. 

Sakhile chuckles. 

“I have a bit to do as well for this evening. How about I get us some food then we can work in my office? It is bigger and more comfortable. I am sure you haven’t eaten.” Sakhile suggests. 

“You don’t have to –

“I insist. Please. It’s just the two of us here. I am sure it is only decent that sihlale sobabili as we burn the midnight oil. Come on.” Sakhile insists. 

“Okay. Please get me Chicken Licken hot wings, McDonald’s fries and a McDonald’s Mango frappe. Thanks.” Ayanda places her order and starts packing her bag. 

Sakhile chuckles and shakes his head. 

…The beginning…

…

Chapter 2

Tonight is Ayanda’s and Nate’s engagement party. First, they have to get the Friday at work out of the way. Ayanda has been complimented all week for her beautiful engagement ring.

“I can’t believe you are getting married to a white boy”, Nomzamo said to her on Monday when Ayanda announced her engagement. Nomzamo is also a PA in the same company. She and Ayanda have become good friends.

“Well, who did you want me to get married to? You know I love me some Dr Nate Nel”, Ayanda.

“I thought you would have fixed things with baby-daddy by now”, Nomzamo.

“You do know that he is getting married, right?” Ayanda.

“You are still the mother of his twins – his first children may I add. All you have to do is object that those two people should be married, and you know for a fact that you will have him back”, Nomzamo.

Ayanda simply looked at her and did not comment.

“Anyway, congratulations my friend”, Nomzamo concluded the conversation.

“Aya, may I please have a minute with Titus?” one of the executive heads disturbs Ayanda’s thoughts as she stands at Ayanda’s desk requesting time with the chief that Ayanda assists.

“May I ask what the meeting is about?” Ayanda asks as per her usual routine to determine the level of priority of each meeting. Titus is a very busy man and the key part of Ayanda’s job is to ensure that matters are prioritised appropriately.

“It’s important, that’s all you need you know”, Charmaine responds. 

Charmaine has a reputation of being the cow in the office. Even Titus himself has an issue with her behaviour and attitude. However, that does not stop him from sleeping with her.

“Charmaine, I cannot help you if you do not give me information. You know how this works”, Ayanda softly says, careful to not draw attention.

“The problem with you PAs is that you have appointed yourselves as CEOs. I am not asking you to schedule time for me to see Titus, I AM TELLING YOU THAT I NEED TO SEE TITUS AND I NEED TO SEE HIM NOW!” Charmaine speaks at the top of her voice. Now the entire open-plan office space is staring at these two women who look like they are fighting for a man.

Ayanda gives her one look then puts earphones on and carries on with her work.

The thing is, Ayanda is an educated young woman. When she still lived in Johannesburg and worked in the company that was owned by the Yeni brothers, she was a manager for operations. She became a PA to Titus, but she is also heavily involved in operations at the company that she is currently working in. She consults on massive projects. Senior management loves her. They wanted to give her the position of COO (Chief Operations Officer), but she declined it because she wanted to keep a low profile and not be all over the news. She did not want Sakhile Yeni to find her or her children. Charmaine is the outlier that seems to have a gripe against Ayanda.

Charmaine slams her fist against Ayanda’s table and yells, “TELL TITUS I AM HERE TO SEE HIM AND HE MUST MAKE HIMSELF AVAILABLE”.

Ayanda whispers to Charmaine, “You are sleeping with Titus, not me. Kindly refrain from disrespecting me. You do this nonsense at his house, not on my desk. Titus is not available. Now be a professional and get back to work”.

Charmaine is shocked. Didn’t she get the memo? PAs know everything. PAs book all your hotel stays, honey.

Charmaine walks away in shame, but grateful that Ayanda is matured enough to not make that announcement to the entire office. The truth is that Titus is in his office with his wife. Even if he wanted to be disturbed, Ayanda knows better than to let his pregnant mistress walk in while he is with his wife.

…

“I am so excited about going to Paris, my goodness”, Lefika is excited to go to Paris to celebrate hers and Sakhile’s engagement. Sakhile has not exactly reached out to Ayanda yet, but he has been thinking about her a lot. He is thinking about her as he always thought about her when she had just left. He is thinking about her with hope in his heart. Sakhile is back at that dangerous place of wanting to find her again.

“Babe, ushup?” Lefika asks non-responsive and non-excited Sakhile.

“You know my love, Tom, NTK and I were talking. The business needs all three of us right now, so we cannot leave. I will not be able to go to Paris with you, but you are welcome to take Thimna and Zu”, Sakhile.

“Ok, kodwa Sakhile I am not engaged to Thimna and Zuziwe, I am engaged to you. I also have a career, but I have taken leave so that I can enjoy my engagement to the man that I love. Why am I not put first in your life?” Lefika.

“Lee, this is not a good time for me to be on holiday in Paris. I told you this when you were booking your tickets. I am running a business. I cannot just take leave like I am some employee who has no real responsibility to the company”, Sakhile frustratingly says.

“Are you being serious right now?” Lefika.

“I am not going to Paris, end of story”, Sakhile.

With this, Sakhile leaves the bedroom and heads to the bar. He pours himself a stiff drink then goes into his study. 

“It is 8pm now. What could she be doing? Probably sleeping. Nope. She was never the type to sleep early. That girl works hard.” He thinks to himself.

Sakhile pulls out his phone and gazes at her cellphone number on his cellphonescreen. He dials the number.

Ayanda is slow-dancing to mood music and enjoying her engagement party. Her cellphone vibrates in her clutch bag, which is somewhere in Nate’s parents’ house. It does not help that Sakhile is calling with a private number because now Ayanda cannot return the call when she sees that she has a missed call.

—

A throwback: Yanda & Sax

“So – 

“Sir, I’m literally emailing you the report you asked for, right now”, Ayanda says, interrupting Sakhile as he had walked into her office to say something. 

“Report?” Sakhile enquires. 

“The one the board asked for. Tom said I should send it to you, him and NTK before I go home”, Ayanda explains. 

“Oh. Do you mind just taking me through it now on your laptop?” Sakhile. 

“Sure”, Ayanda. 

They spend two hours going through the report and making the necessary changes. After the two hours, Sakhile thanks Ayanda for her dedication to the company. 

“A friend of mine has invited me to his place for a braai and some drinks. It’s his wife’s birthday so after taking her out all day, he invited a few people to come by and hang out”, Sakhile. 

“Okay. Have fun”, Ayanda. 

“I was hoping you’d come with me”, Sakhile. 

Ayanda looks at Sakhile. She sighs. Then she says, “Listen, this is not going to end well. I’ve seen how you look at me and I know that you don’t inviteeveryone to work in your office after hours. But you are my boss. I don’t want to sleep my way to the top.” 

“You are a beautiful woman. And yes, I do like you. Our time will come for us to explore this chemistry between us further. But tonight, it’s just drinks.” Sakhile explains himself. 

“Okay then. In that case, let me make my way home so I can change out of these clothes and get into something more comfortable”. Ayanda. 

“I’ll pick you up at 8pm.” 

“It’s 7pm right now.” 

“How much time do you need?” 

“Come at 8:30. I’ll send you my location at 8pm”, Ayanda says with a threatening eye. 

Sakhile laughs.

…

Ayanda just looks simple, but beautiful. There is a natural beauty about her that just cannot be denied. Her spirit is out of this world. She is wearing blue jeans, torn at the knees, and a t-shirt torn in rows at the back, but she looks beautiful. Her sneakers are cool too. Sakhile definitely notices her chilled side too, but even in that, she is as hot as she is in the office with her heels and professional wear. Her block braids make her look gorgeous and bring out her hoop earrings well. 

“A punctual man? I’m impressed”, Ayanda says as she settles in the front seat of Sakhile’s BMW X5. 

“I couldn’t wait to see your gorgeous self. I have been waiting for that location to arrive on my phone. You definitely didn’t disappoint. You look gorgeous.” Sakhile tells Ayanda, driving away from Ayanda’s complex in Sunninghill and making his way to his friend’s house in Midrand. 

The drive to Midrand is nice. Ayanda and Sakhile are chatting and laughing away. It started off as a conversation about work then it turned to a “getting to know each other better” conversation. There is some singing here and there to old skool jams that are playing on the radio. When they arrive, Ayanda puts her handbag in the boot then she and Sakhile walk in. 

The friends are excited to see Sakhile. They welcome Ayanda beautifully and she likes it. 

“It’s nice to finally see this guy with a girlfriend. And such a gorgeous one, I am proud”, his friend the host says. His name is Kwanele. 

“Girlfriend? He told you that I’m his girlfriend?” Ayanda says, making Kwanele, Sakhile and Kwanele’s wife, Zakithi, uncomfortable. 

“Are you not his girlfriend?” Kwanele. 

“Well if I am, then your boy really lacks game. Can you believe that he has never laid his lips on mine?” Ayanda. 

The smiles come back on everyone’s faces. 

“Sakhile, come on. Such a beautiful woman? How?” Kwanele. 

Right there and then, Sakhile gently pulls Ayanda in by her waist and kisses her. Ayanda returns the kiss. 

“And now? Am I your boyfriend now?” Sakhile says, eyes still closed from the enduring kiss. 

“Pending”, Ayanda. 

The laughter fills the moment. Ayanda comes out of Sakhile’s arms. 

“It’s lovely to meet you Ayanda and I look forward to attending yours and Sakhile’s wedding. You are family now”. Kwanele. 

…

Saturday morning at 9am, Sakhile calls Ayanda. He dropped her off at home just after 4am this morning. The braai at the friend’s place was a lot of fun and ended quite late. After the braai, an after party of some sort was attended in Tembisa. Ayanda and Zakithi hit it off really well and in Tembisa, they brought Durban to GP after a few drinks. The men had beer and definitely enjoyed watching their women unwind – especially Sakhile. 

It takes a few rings before Ayanda answers her phone. She is deep in her sleep.

“Hello”, Ayanda answers her phone. She is still drunk on sleep. 

“Good morning to you too, lovely lady”, Sakhile.

“How and why are you awake and so chirpy?” Ayanda. 

“I’m at your gate and your security has been trying to call you. Please ask them to let me in”, Sakhile. 

“Okay”, Ayanda. 

Ayanda rolls out of bed. She is wearing bumshorts and a lingerie vest. Security phones her again to let her know that she has a guest. She instructs security to let Sakhile in. She walks to the door to unlock the door then she goes back to her room to make the bed. She checks the time and is slightly annoyed. 

Sakhile walks in as Ayanda goes back into her TV room. 

“Hello sexy”, Sakhile. 

“I’m just tired and hung over”, Ayanda. 

“I was hoping you’d pack a bag and go spend the day and evening with me somewhere nice. Our flight takes off to Cape Town in a few hours”, Sakhile. 

“What the fuck, dude? I’m still recovering from yesterday. And who just wakes up and decides to go to Cape Town?” Ayanda. 

Sakhile laughs. 

“If it’s any consolation. It is a business meeting that I need to attend. You and I will have fun afterwards. Please shower and pack an overnight bag. Please?” Sakhile. 

Ayanda looks at Sakhile for a minute then goes to pack her bags. Sakhilewatches some sports channel. 

After Ayanda is all packed up, she takes a shower. This time, she wears a sporty dress with Jordan four retro sneakers. She wears a cap over her braids and packs some stuff into her handbag. 

Sakhile holds her overnight bag for her then they leave Ayanda’s place. Ayanda is still drinking cold water. 

After their two-hour flight, Sakhile and Ayanda make their way to their hotel. They are staying in two separate rooms. The first thing Ayanda does is pass out. She just throws herself on her bed and sleeps. Luckily, Sakhile has business meetings to attend in Cape Town. However, upon his return, Ayanda is dressed up and ready for dinner. 

She is determined to return to Sakhile’s room and solve this sexual tension issue between the two of them. Plus, she has been starving for some time now.

The dress of the night is a red body-hugging strapless dress. Underneath the dress is beige lingerie. 

Dinner is exciting. As expected, they walk back to their hotel rooms hand-in-hand. 

“I thought we could chat some more in your room before I retire to mine?” Ayanda.

“I’m not going to say no to that”, Sakhile says as he leads Ayanda to his room. Ayanda walks in after Sakhile. 

“May I use your restroom?” Ayanda. 

“Sure. If you don’t mind, I’ll just change into something more comfortable”, Sakhile. 

“I plan to do the same”, Ayanda.

She disappears into the restroom, leaving Sakhile confused. What is she changing into? Her clothes are in her hotel room, not Sakhile’s. He changes into shorts and a t-shirt while Ayanda is now just in her lingerie and touching up her braids and make-up. 

She parades into the bedroom, finding Sakhile on his bed drinking a glass of whiskey. He takes one look at Ayanda and he drops his glass. The glass breaks and whiskey spills. 

“I hope you don’t plan to break my heart like that”, Ayanda seductively says.

“Ayanda – 

“Sakhile, just kiss me”, Ayanda says now that she is lying on top of him. 

She kisses Sakhile. 

Sakhile is too shocked to respond. He is still. Ayanda climbs on top of him, now sitting on his erect penis. 

“If I’m wrong about our chemistry, I’ll put on my dress and leave. I promise you, there’ll be no hard feelings. But if I’m not wrong, I need you to show me or I will walk away and never look back”, Ayanda says. 

“I just don’t want you to feel as if I expect this from you. I enjoy spending time with you. I like you a lot. I definitely want to see where this goes. But I am happy to wait for you if you are not ready”, Sakhile. 

“You are such a gentleman. It’s just unfortunate that tonight, I don’t want a gentleman. I want my CEO in bed, giving me one hell of a night to remember. You think you can be my beast tonight? Or are you the type that generally requires some motivation?” Ayanda. 

Sakhile has flipped her onto her back and is ripping the lingerie off her body. The rest of the evening is…

Well…

Between the two of them and the walls that surround them.