Previous page “They don’t exist? Vezo, I’m failing to understand, explain this to me,” Mrs. Moyo Snr said, looking entirely confused. Vezo utterly broke down. Flashes of his engagement party, the traditional marital ceremony and the wedding, assaulted him. He’d popped the question five months into dating;
Previous page He gave her the job. He had to. How else was he supposed to woo her quickly? How else was he going to ensure that he knew her every move? And of course to protect her from his lecherous friend, who offered her a position as his legal assistant. It wasn’t a good… Continue reading Lobola Heist Page 5
Previous page “I’m an administrative assistant…open for hiring, could you just take a look at my CV please?” The angel was pleading with him. For a moment Vezo wasn’t sure what they were talking about, his world momentarily shaken. He stared blankly at the envelop extended towards him. “Umm, sure sure…you said your name is… Continue reading Lobola Heist Page 4
Previous page Tanya woke up to find herself sitting awkwardly in a chair, hands tied behind her back. Slowly she assessed the situation. She had a ball of damp material stuffed in her mouth, and what she suspected to be a sock, covering her mouth, tied behind her head.
Read from Page 1. Now what? Vezo hadn’t really thought beyond finding his wife, and now that he had her, he wasn’t sure what to do. Where was he going to take her? Fury burning through his blood, he thought of all the time he’d spent searching for her. All his previous vengeful plans, none… Continue reading Lobola Heist Page 2