Melissa stormed into NMFJ premises seething with anger, she had no time to greet Nerudo’s secretary, a stout lady in her 50s. It was her idea to get an older woman as his secretary. She burst into Nerudo’s office and there he was, sprawled on a luxurious Courtney couch watching the 160inch flat screen on the opposite wall. He seemed unputurbed by her dramatic entry as she waddled in like a duck. She was evidently in her final trimester. “Where the hell have you been Nerudo?!! it has been 3 weeks since you came home!” Melissa screamed at him. He leaned on his elbows and looked at her with unhinged nonchalance. ” You will miscarry again if you are not careful Mel.” He stood up and threw himself on a leather swivel chair behind a massive mahogany desk. “Take a sit, care for some tea? I can ring Mrs. Sithole” he added casually. Melissa stood there in shock unable to recognize the man who sat before her. “Are you fucking kidding me? Is that all you can say right now? You don’t pick up your phone or reply my messages! You haven’t been home in 3 weeks!” Her eyes glazed on the brink of tears. “You know Mel, not so many wives are as privileged as you. You have everything you want and all the money you can have. You should be grateful that I am taking such good care of you. Matter of fact, a thank you would suffice right now”. Melissa stared at him in bewilderment, hurt and confused. ” What happened to you Rudo? Her voice broke, fighting to hold back tears. “You promised…promised to be a better man? You…you said you had changed.” Nerudo laughed and shook his head, he gazed at her and said, ” People don’t change Mel, we have been married for what? Close to 8 years and why would I change now?” The cold words hung in the room, stabbing her heart and she slowly sat down her legs suddenly unable to carry her weight. “Nerudo…” She chocked. “Come on Mel, enough with the water works, go home and rest. We can talk later, I have a meeting that I need to attend now.” He stood up and grabbed his car keys. “You can let yourself out but first get yourself together woman.” Melissa wiped her tears with the sleeve of her dress. “I want a divorce you weak piece of shit.” She said scathingly. Nerudo smiled, “Music to my ears.”
Sasha handed Sekuru Gutu a condom with Nerudo’s sperm and he received it with bare hands. “Give me your thumb.” He ordered. She leaned forward with her right hand out, he grabbed her thumb and pricked it with a needle. Squeezing it, he let blood drip into a tiny goblet and then he emptied the contents of the condom into the goblet. His lanky cross-eyed assistant poured a thick brown liquid into the goblet and stirred. Sekuru nodded at her. Sasha stood up and stripped her clothes off. She slowly laid down on a cow-skin mat, legs spreadeagled and she started rubbing her clitoris. A shadow entered the room and stood above her. She moaned, sekuru began humming a song while his assistant clapped his hands softly in unison. The shadow slowly entered her, setting her loins on fire. She arched her back and clawed at the mat. A rapturous tingle consumed her whole body and she writhed in a blinding orgasm. The shadow disappeared. She immediately felt something surge inside her, a new elated energy that powered her will. Unabashed she knelt before sekuru in her nakedness and drank the concoction in the goblet. “Tonight he will be in your bed, your souls are now tied together” Sekuru reassured her. The corners of her mouth slowly cracked into a smile. You are mine forever Nerudo Matavire.
“I swear I will kill him”. FJ said through gritted teeth. “I will fucking kill him for doing this to you right now”, he pulled Melissa into his arms and kissed her forehead. Melissa felt comforted in the fortress of his arms. He always made everything so much better. She soaked in his tender love and alluring divine Tom Ford scent. Melissa was well aware that FJ was bad news for the fact that he was Nerudo’s business partner, not to mention the man had 7 baby mamas and 9 children. If anything those were enough red flags to ring alarm bells to stay way from him, but she always found herself back to him. She could not resist his bad boy charm and most importantly, the way he loved her. He was consistent with his demonstration of love. A great father to his children, kind and generous to his baby mamas. FJ was there when Nerudo failed to show up, did more for her than her own husband, he was sensitive to her needs, quick to notice her energy and continuously extended himself to her. 3 years ago FJ walked in Melissa’s office and boldy said, “Let’s cheat.” Melissa had always found him attractive but never nurtured any thoughts of infidelity. “What?! Have you lost your mind?” Melissa laughed but he didn’t. He was dead serious. “I will have the last laugh Mrs Matavire, you shall see.” He left her in that office and she felt a glint of excitement budding from her chest. It didn’t help that Nerudo was a cold, manipulative and cheating bastard. 3 years later Melissa and FJ could be expecting a child together. “I have property in Mt Pleasant and there is a beautiful house that I was turning into an Airbnb, you can stay there for the sake of the child and your mental health.” He intently looked at her, ” And I promise, I will not leave your side, not even for a second.” He knelt down and whispered to her belly, “And you too my daughter.” Melissa closed her eyes and sighed, ” Stay with me tonight, hold me all night…I just want to feel safe.”
After Sasha came to his office, Nerudo could not stop thinking about her. It didn’t matter how hard he tried to shut her out of his mind, thoughts of her intruded. He left his office to pick up Melissa from work but was surprised when he found himself parked at Sasha’s front gate. He felt sluggish and everything around him felt surreal. So drawn to Sasha, it was almost as if he was in a trance when he climbed up the stairs to her apartment. He decided she was his soulmate and it was pointless to fend off the feelings he had for her. That night he held her close vowing not to ever leave her again. The day Melissa stormed into his office was the last nail to the coffin. He wondered what he really saw in her because the woman who stood in his office repulsed him. Her presence suffocated him and he desperately needed to be as far as possible from her.
Sasha stared at the two bold stripes on the stick. She swirled on her toes and collapsed on the bed while laughing like a maniac. She quickly hit speed dial, ” hello sekuru, I am pregnant!… What? No please no Sekuru! Is there no other way?…oh…okay.” Sasha put the phone down and slowly sunk back on the bed. The last words from sekuru rang in her mind. The child of the other woman must die for yours to live. Kill the child, she must die.
To be continued
Catch up with The Dark Mistress 5 on Friday 31 January 2019, 0800 hrs