Khanya Magubane
ABOUT ME
ABOUT ME
STORY BY Khanya Magubane
I WAS PREGNANT WHEN MY SISTER STOLE MY HUSBAND
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I was eight months pregnant with twins when I found out my husband was sleeping with my own sister.In our bed. While I was at the hospital for my babies' check-up.Thabo Nkosi handed me R50,000 and divorce papers on the ultrasound bed and said my sister Naledi was "more suitable" to be his wife. She was also pregnant - two months - with his child.I had nothing. No family, no home, R180 in my bag, and my water broke on a bench outside King Shaka Airport.That's when he stopped.Zamo Mthembu. 34-year-old billionaire. The most ruthless, coldest man in Durban. The owner of Mthembu Towers. The man every woman wants and no one can have.He looked at my belly and said, "Those are my babies."Six months ago at a charity gala, Thabo left me alone to go to my sister's birthday. I drank too much. I woke up in a hotel suite with no memory, only a note: "You were safe. - Z.M"I thought my twins were Thabo's. I was wrong.They are Mthembu heirs. And Zamo Mthembu has been searching for me for six months.Now he scoops me up from that bench, carries me to his private hospital, and says: "No child of mine will be born on the street. And no woman of mine will ever be betrayed again."Thabo thinks he left me with nothing.But I am about to give birth to twins who will make me a billionaire's obsession.Will Zamo be my revenge or my second chance at love? And what will Thabo and my sister do when they find out the babies they abandoned are worth billions?TROPES: ✓ Pregnant & Betrayed✓ Sister Steals Husband✓ Billionaire Romance✓ Twin Babies✓ Second Chance Love✓ Revenge & Glow Up✓ South African Romance✓ Possessive Alpha Hero
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FOUND HIM WITH MY SISTER
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*CHAPTER 1: My name is Nandi Dlamini. I am 24 years old. I live in Umlazi, Durban, with my mother and my little sister, Zama. Life was not easy, but I had one thing that made me happy. His name was Sipho. Sipho and I dated for 3 years. 3 years! I loved him with all my heart. He was a construction worker, he didn't have much money, but I didn't care. I believed that one day we would get married. I believed he loved me, too. That Tuesday was supposed to be a normal day. I closed early from my job at the salon in town. I wanted to surprise Sipho. I bought his favorite - kota and a cold Coke. I walked all the way to his room in the hostel, smiling. I was thinking, maybe tonight he will finally say we can lobola. I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. I heard voices inside. "Who is there?" It was Lindiwe's voice. Lindiwe... my blood sister. My little sister Zama's friend? No, my cousin sister Lindiwe, who lives with us! My heart started beating so fast. My hands were shaking. I pushed the door. It was not locked. And there... on Sipho's small bed... Sipho and Lindiwe. They were not wearing proper clothes. They were kissing. Lindiwe saw me and screamed. Sipho jumped up. "Nandi! It's not what you think!" Not what I think? I was holding kota for him! I was dreaming about our wedding! And he was there with my sister! Tears just came. I could not even shout. I just dropped the kota and ran. "Nandi! Wait!" Sipho shouted behind me. I ran and ran until I reached the main road. People were looking at me. A girl crying with kota on the ground. I felt so stupid. So used. How long? How long has this been happening behind my back? In my own house? I went home. My mother was cooking. "Where is Lindiwe?" my mother asked. I couldn't answer. I just went to my room and cried the whole night. That night, I promised myself: I will never be a fool for a man again. I will work hard. I will find a better life. The next morning, I woke up with swollen eyes. I had to go to work. At the salon, my boss said, "Nandi, there is a new job for you. My friend owns a big hotel on the beachfront. They need a receptionist. R8000 per month. You are beautiful and you speak good English. Do you want it?" R8000? I was earning R1500 at the salon. I said yes. I didn't know that the hotel would change my life. I didn't know that I would meet HIM there. Mr Liam Khumalo. The owner. 32 years old. Rich. Handsome. And he would look at me like no man ever did.
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