As Divine and Ronald were having fun while drinking their coffee, talking about all kinds of things that happened in their lives and getting to know each other a little bit more, Ronald moved from his opposite couch and went to sit next to Divine. It happened so fast that Divine didn't even have the time to act on it.
Divine's body language changed. She was shaking. She could feel a certain tension between her and Ronald. She wanted him so bad. She wanted him to hold her, feel him inside her. She tried to touch him and connect with him, but she was afraid to make a move. All she wants is for Ronaldo to make a move, but she doesn't know how to voice that out. She does not wish to send the wrong impression to Ronald. If he makes the first love, then she can act on it.
"If we are going to be a thing, you need to be free when you are around me and stop being frightened. I won't break your heart, and I love you." He confides her, and she looks down. She doesn't trust him yet. She has not yet connected with him to a point where she would say that she counts on him to do the right thing or be honest with her.
He might just be after sex and using her as the sex you that he can use whenever he pleases.
"I have heard horrible things about you that you do to people. I don't want you to do those things to me. You can't blame me for acting this way, Ron." She says, and Ronald smiles.
Divine is right. Ronald is a person you should be intimidated by. He does things that are not good for people. With him, it's blood for blood. He does his things his way. Therefore, she doesn't want those things to happen to her. Maybe he gets kidnapped or assassinated by his enemies. She has the right to be scared of him. He sure knows that.
"I love you, Dee. You that I will not let any get in our way of our love. All I want is for us to have a better future." Ronald says, and Dee kisses him. The kiss gets even more enjoyable. The kiss felt magical.
Ronald felt like he was in heaven. He could feel his smooth lips rubbing against hers, with her hands around his neand and his hands around her waist."I am the luckiest and happiest guy to have such a moment like this."With that, he puts his hands down and pulls away from the kiss. It was supposed to be a long kiss, but it ended because Ronald couldn't control himself."Yes, you are Ronald," Divine says with a smile on her face. She enjoyed the kiss. It felt like nothing she has ever felt before. She is the type of person who would do whatever it takes just to kiss him every day."Let's go upstairs," Ronald says, and they go upstairs to his private room without even thinking about it. They both want each other, so why not get on with it.He has never taken anyone to his private room before. Only important people go to his room. Since he got this new house, no one has ever been in this room. Divine is the first person to walk into this room. They go towards Ronald's bed, and he starts to rip Divine's sundress. "I love this dress, Ron." Dee moans, and he grabs her boobs and starts kissing her all over her body.
"I love it too, baby, but it has to go. I will buy you a new one."Ron says, throws me over the bed, kisses me all over my neck, and moves to my mouth. I moan at the touch of our lips, and he growls.He spread my legs and stood between them while taking his pants off. He pulls my legs closer to him and kneels over my pussy. I felt so much joy to be touched after a long time. He starts to kiss my panties. He ripped off my panties and noticed I was wet. He slowly took his tongue up and down to my slit before getting to her clit."Oh Ronny, what are you doing to me?" Divine morns, and Ron groans."Call me daddy." Ron declares with a husky voice.
I could not feel my legs; they were so tight, and my stomach was in turmoil. He made me cum all over his lips as I cried out, daddy. I felt so much joy. He knew what he was doing, and that made him go crazy.
"You will feel me inside you when the time is right." He said as he kissed her neck and came to join her over the bed.
"Why did you stop? I wanted more, daddy!""We still have time, baby, don't stress."
"Ayy, wanna pillow talk?" Devine says, and Ron chuckles."Sure, why not," Ron says and hugs her. Now that's the first. He didn't even bother having sex with her. What's going on in Ronald's head?
He sure did the right by not having sex with her. Know she will want him even more. Smart ass!
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"To be honest, I thought we were going to have sex. I am surprised by what you just did, daddy!""I know. I could tell how disappointed you were by the look you gave me."
"Yeah, I was!"
"I am sorry, babe. At first, I wanted to have sex with you, but the more I spent time with you, it made me realise that I love you more than anything. It's not sex that I want."
"Thank you for that. Since we are both being honest, I might as well tell you this.."
"Go on."
"I also love you. I have always wanted you as well. I mean, I felt like I was in paradise when you kissed me. I have never felt anything like that before."
"I can see it, the way you like at me gives it all. Come on, kiss me."
In my mind, everything is perfect. Nothing can go wrong because I feel safe in his arms. I know he can protect me, but with my heart, I am not too sure. There is something about him that just makes everything perfect. As I lay on his chest at this moment, I have no desire of wanting more. I have more than enough. I got the business and a lovely fucking hot man. That's enough for. The rest will find its way to me…
Divine and Ronald had an amazing time together yesterday. I can't remember the last time I had so much fun. It's been a while since I was sexually active, and the last time was when I was 18 with my ex-boyfriend, Hary. But being with Ronald is something else entirely. He fulfills a craving deep within me. "Good morning, baby. How are you feeling today?" Ronald asks, and I can't help but giggle as I rest my head on top of his chest. "Morning, daddy. I'm good, thanks for asking," I reply, feeling a rush of affection towards him. Ronald's smile lights up his face, and it warms my heart. "I love it when you call me daddy. It gives me the courage to find myself!" Ronald expresses, leaning closer to me. He playfully gives me a love bite on my neck, and I moan with delight while he lets out a gratifying groan. I notice a shift in Ronald's expression, and concern fills me. "What's wrong?" I ask, worried about the change in his demeanor. "It's not you, love. I would love to keep this going
It's been five incredible months since Ronald and I embarked on this journey together. Our love has grown, blossoming like a vibrant garden in full bloom. Ronald has welcomed me into his world, introducing me to his closest friends, and allowing me to witness the depth of his character. Our relationship thrives, and together, we are an unstoppable force, weaving our dreams into a tapestry of shared goals and aspirations. Ever since Ronald handed me the reins of his company, my professional life has taken flight. Working independently has opened doors I never imagined. Clients flock to me, seeking the touch of my artistic vision, and I am humbled by the influx of opportunities that come my way. From different corners of the globe, people travel to South Africa, drawn by the chance to have their dreams transformed into architectural marvels by my hands. The sheer joy that fills my heart is palpable when I speak of my work; it radiates from my face, lighting up every room I enter. I have
Ronald's POV. I've been searching for a chef for several months now, and it hasn't been easy. I can't go on with my normal life without worrying about Divine's safety. I need to find the chef as soon as possible before they can reach Divine. She's like family to me, and I can't bear the thought of anything happening to her. I know she won't be pleased when she discovers what I've been doing behind her back. I promised her that I would never lie, but here I am, breaking that promise, doing things I swore not to do. It's not by choice. I have to take these actions to protect her. I hope that one day she'll understand. "Sir, if this person had intentions towards Divine, they would have made a move by now. Don't stress yourself out. Jack is searching for them in the field, and we'll find them and resolve all of this. Just make sure Divine doesn't find out anything about it. It'll keep us on the safe side," KG says, and I agree with him. "Would you like a drink?" I offer, and KG accepts.
For most people, the beginning of a new relationship is magical, filled with romance and excitement. It could be a storybook-worthy meet-cute or a modern-day serendipitous encounter. Regardless, there's a sense of possibility and a glimpse of a promising future. However, amidst all the positive vibes and the honeymoon phase, it's easy to overlook important conversations. In my case, Divine, and Ronald, we didn't discuss what's truly important and what we both want from this relationship. We jumped straight into intimacy without considering the deeper aspects. ... I arrived home to change for my lunch meeting with my long-time friend Tola, only to find my so-called boyfriend, Ronald, unexpectedly at home. This was unusual since he's always busy with work, and I honestly didn't care much for his presence at the moment, as I had plans unrelated to him. "Oh, babe, you're home. How are you?" I greet him with a passionate kiss on his lips. "Mmm, I've missed passionate kisses like that.
Tola and I had agreed to meet at the restaurant, and as I walked towards the table, my mind was filled with a flurry of thoughts. It had been such a long time since we had sat down together and had those carefree conversations we used to have. We would forget about the world, talk about our days after school, share stories about our families, and joke about everything that bothered us. I missed those moments dearly. Tola had left South Africa a few years ago to return home to Nigeria and take care of her sick father. Now she was back, and I was excited to catch up with her and share the news of my children's birth. However, I never expected to see the changes in my friend. She used to be a good girl, someone who followed her mother's guidance, focused on her studies to secure a good job, and never relied on anyone else. But now, it seemed like she was dependent on a wealthy older man, living under his rules, and doing everything he told her to do, well, to some extent. "Hello, Sam. I
Later that day, I decided to bring my best friend Tola to meet my boyfriend Ronald, whom I had been talking about. I thought it would be a good idea to introduce them because Ronald wasn't happy about me going to lunch with Tola. By introducing Tola to Ronald, I hoped he would understand and be less likely to complain when I wanted to spend time with my friends. As we were on our way, I excitedly shared with Tola how I became a successful businesswoman and how I met Ronald. However, Tola seemed bothered by the similarities between my story and her own experience with her previous ex-boyfriend, which she hadn't told me about. "My friend, I've been calling your name several times, but you haven't been responding. Is there something on your mind that I should know about?" I asked Tola, growing concerned. We had been talking for quite some time during the drive, and Tola had been unusually quiet. It seemed like something was bothering her. I wanted to make sure everything was okay. I wa
Ronald…. As I entered the room, my eyes fell on Tola, and a shock wave washed over me. I had seen her before, but I couldn't comprehend why she was in my house. Memories of our shared history flooded my mind, a history I had desperately tried to bury and forget. It was a place I didn't want to revisit for fear that it would reopen old wounds and shatter the fragile peace we had managed to find. Going back there could destroy us both, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing the one person who truly mattered to me, Dee. Tola and I had a complicated past filled with love, betrayal, and heartache. We had once been inseparable, bound together by a deep friendship and an unbreakable connection. But circumstances had driven us apart, leading us down separate paths and leaving us with scars that refused to fade. Seeing Tola sitting there brought back a flood of emotions. It reminded me of the pain we inflicted upon each other, our mistakes, and the consequences we had to face. It was a ti
A sense of unease gnawed at me as I drove to Tola's house. I needed answers. Why had she chosen this moment to reappear in my life? What did she want? What was her hidden agenda? I consider myself perceptive, capable of discerning when something is amiss or someone is trying to deceive me. The intensity of my emotions grew, and my face contorted with anger and determination. I was ready to confront her, to dig deep and unravel the truth. Divine might think she can handle whatever comes her way, but I know the fire she's unknowingly igniting within herself. The repercussions of this encounter will inevitably affect her, and I fear the consequences it may have on our relationship. As we continued our journey in silence, my patience wore thin. I needed Tola to speak up, to explain herself. The tension in the car was palpable, and I could no longer contain my frustration. "Well, let's cut to the chase. Why the hell did you decide to show up now?" I blurted out; my voice tinged with ang
As I entered our rented house, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the room. Ronald was seated on the couch, engrossed in a book, his presence a comforting anchor in the tranquil space.I couldn't contain my excitement as I approached him, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "Ron, you won't believe the incredible morning I had!"He looked up, his eyes meeting mine with curiosity. "Tell me all about it," he said, bookmarking his page and setting the book aside.Settling onto the couch beside him, I launched into the tale of my encounter with Neo—the shared connection, the laughter, the TikTok videos, and the heartfelt conversations that flowed effortlessly between us.Ron listened attentively, his expression a mix of interest and concern. "It sounds like you had a wonderful time," he remarked, a hint of a smile on his lips."Oh, it was more than wonderful," I gushed, remembering our morning filling me with joy. "Neo is amazing, Ron. We connected on many
**Time Gap: Several Years Later** The African savanna stretched before me, a vast and untamed tapestry of nature's beauty. The sun's warm embrace painted the landscape in hues of gold and amber, while the gentle breeze carried with it the symphony of nature's melodies—the rustling leaves, the distant calls of wildlife, and the soft murmur of a nearby stream. Seated on a blanket spread atop the earthy ground, I watched with a contented smile as our children explored the wilderness. Their excitement was palpable, infectious as they ventured into the unknown with the curiosity and wonder that only the African landscape could ignite. Our daughter's laughter filled the air as she playfully chased after a mischievous monkey, her eyes alight with youthful joy. Our son's voice joined the chorus as he pointed out the elephants bathing in a nearby watering hole, his face illuminated by the awe of discovery. A short distance away, Ronald worked with skilled efficiency at the grill, the aroma o
The aftermath of the confrontation with Uncle Ben weighs heavily on my mind. The tension in the air is palpable as Ronald, and I sit in our dimly lit living room, surrounded by the comfort of our home. Our children play nearby, blissfully unaware of the storm in our hearts.Ronald's face is a mask of determination, but I can see the flicker of doubt in his eyes. I know he's wrestling with the consequences of the heist, just as I am. We had thought we were invincible, that no one could touch us, but Uncle Ben's actions have shaken that belief."What are we going to do, Ronald?" I ask, my voice trembling with uncertainty. "We can't go on like this. Uncle Ben won't rest until he's taken revenge."Ronald sighs, running a hand through his dark hair. "I know, Dee. I know we've stirred up a hornet's nest, and we must be careful."As I watch our children play, my heart aches with worry. They are so young and innocent, and I fear our actions have put them in danger. We had thought we were prot
Uncle Ben's Point of ViewThe sun rises on a new day, but all I see is red. Anger consumes me as I wake up to the shocking discovery of the heist. My prized machinery, the very heart of my power within the mafia, is gone, replaced by a haunting note that warns of consequences. Ronald and Dee, once friends I thought I could trust, have crossed a line they can't come back from.As I read the words on the note repeatedly, my anger intensifies. "This is a reminder of the consequences of crossing Ronald." They've dared to challenge and humiliate me and will pay dearly for their treachery. The rage inside me threatens to explode like a volcano, but I must control it. I can't let my emotions cloud my judgment; I must plan this carefully.Strategic planning has become my sole focus. I know a confrontation with Ronald might be dangerous, and I can't afford to be reckless. I need to strike when he least expects it when he feels safe and secure.Gathering allies is my first step. I reach out to
The sun rises on a new day, casting a golden hue over the cityscape. As I step into the morning light, my mind races with the events of last night's party. The thrills of the celebration and the tension of Uncle Ben's unexpected appearance still linger in the air, and I can feel a storm brewing.I know I can't let Uncle Ben's intrusion go unpunished. My reputation in the mafia is at stake, and I can't afford to show weakness. I need to teach him a lesson he will never forget, something that will remind him of the consequences of crossing me.But as the excitement of the heist plans takes hold, I can't help but feel a tinge of unease. Dee senses my inner turmoil and places a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Ronald," she says softly, her voice steady, "I understand why we need to do this, but let's not lose sight of who we are. We're better than resorting to this kind of violence."Her words resonate with me, and doubt creeps into my mind for a moment. But I push it aside, reminding mys
The sun dipped below the horizon, glowing warmly over the vibrant decorations adorning the house. Guests began arriving at the much-anticipated South African heritage party, their eyes immediately drawn to the captivating tapestries and paintings that adorned the walls. Laughter and chatter filled the air as old friends reunited and new connections were forged. As the guests entered the kitchen, they were greeted by the enticing aromas that danced in the air. Ronald, beaming with pride, served platters of boerewors, marinated chicken, and tender lamb chops, each dish infused with the rich flavours of South African spices and cooking techniques. The guests couldn't help but marvel at the colourful array of dishes, engaging in enthusiastic discussions about their favourites and the unique tastes that defined South African cuisine. As everyone settled down at the beautifully arranged table, their eyes lingered on the African-inspired centrepieces and the traditional woven baskets fille
As I wake up on the day of the party, excitement courses through my veins. The house is buzzing with anticipation, and I can feel the energy in the air. Today, we will bring our vision to life and create a celebration that embodies the vibrant tapestry of our South African heritage.I step into the kitchen, where Ronald is already hard at work. The enticing aromas of spices and grilled meats waft through the air, creating an irresistible allure. The fragrant embrace of coriander, cloves, and cinnamon tickles my senses, mingling with the earthy aroma of rooibos tea brewing on the stove. The tantalising scents envelop the room, making my stomach growl in anticipation and filling me with a deep sense of contentment.The kitchen is alive with the sounds of sizzling meats and bustling activity. The rhythmic crackling of boerewors on the grill serenades my ears, accompanied by the sizzle of marinated chicken as it dances on the hot grates. The occasional clatter of pots and pans, the gentle
As I sat with Ronald at our kitchen table, notebooks and recipe books scattered before us, excitement filled the air. The preparations for our upcoming party were in full swing, and we were fully immersed in the joyous whirlwind of planning."Ronald, let's start with the menu," I suggested, a playful smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "We can't celebrate without some mouth-watering South African dishes."His eyes lit up with anticipation as he leaned closer, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "Dee, this is our chance to showcase the diverse flavours of our heritage, to treat our loved ones to the delicious tastes that make South African cuisine so special."I eagerly flipped through the recipe book pages, my heart fluttering with anticipation as I landed on the section dedicated to traditional favourites. "Boerewors, Cape Malay curry, Malva pudding, Chakalaka & pap, Braai/Shisa nyama, Bunny chow, Amarula Don Pedro, Vetkoek, Sosaties, Sambals... We have a treasure trove of options
As the car pulls into the driveway, relief washes over me. It has been a long day, and I'm eager to reunite with Ronald and share the unfolded events. I gather the shopping bags filled with the items I've chosen for the upcoming party.Entering the house, I'm greeted by the comforting scent of home-cooked food wafting from the kitchen. The sounds of laughter and chatter float through the air, wrapping me in a warm embrace. Ronald stands at the stove, tending to a delicious meal that awaits us."Hey, honey," Ronald says, his eyes lighting up as he sees me. "Welcome back. Dinner is almost ready."I smile, grateful to be home with my loving family. "Thank you, Ronald. It's good to be back."Our three-year-old twins run towards me, their tiny arms outstretched. I lift them up, peppering their cheeks with kisses. Their giggles fill the room, momentarily lifting the weight of the outside world.After settling the children down to play, Ronald and I find a moment alone in the living room. I