Nikki “Nikki, come on, we need to get going, we are going to be late,” Xander yells for the fifth time this morning. “Yell at me like that again, and I’m going to kick you where the sun doesn’t shine,” I yell back. It’s been a few weeks since Charles and Damien’s engagement, and this is the final week of testimony in Aiden’s case. I am exhausted and could not wait for it to be over. They had a pretty strong case against Aiden, and it looked like he was going to be facing some serious jail time. I pick up my handbag and I make my way downstairs. Xander is on the phone, and he looks stressed, he has been for the last few days, but he doesn’t seem ready to talk about it, so I won’t force him to. He looks at me and smiles and ends his phone call. “You ready to go?” he asks as he kisses my forehead. I nod, “Yeah, I’m sorry I took so long, I couldn’t pick out an outfit, this baby seems to be growing a little too fast, and I’m getting fat.” “More ass for me to grab,” he smirks, I hit
Xander “You are lying,” Nikki shakes her head, “I wish I was, but this came straight from Chantel herself and she would never lie to me.” I am in utter disbelief, there is no way Damien would cheat on Charles, let alone with a woman. “So, Damien is bisexual?” Nikki nods and sips on her apple juice, “Apparently.” “What are we going to do?” “Nothing baby, this is absolutely none of our business,” She made a fair point; it was none of our business and we have no right to get involved. We will just have to pretend as if we know nothing. “I need another drink,” I pour myself another shot of whiskey and Nikki just laughs. “This is insane, out of all things that have happened, I wasn’t expecting this.” “I don’t think either of us was, I mean, when did this even happen? Where did it happen? And why?” “I wanted to ask those same questions, but I told myself that I would give her time and have a more serious conversation with her at a later stage,” Nikki replies, “But Xander, you tel
Damien I stood outside the door of her apartment with a gift bag in my hand. I had gotten the perfume, just like Charles had said. My palms were sweaty, I had not fully prepared to see her. “Just in and out, Damien. Give her the gift bag, don’t go inside.” I walked to the door and knocked. I hear footsteps coming and the door opens. The first thing I notice is her thick thighs, her smooth, thick mocha thighs. Concentrate. “Hey Chantel, I hope I didn’t come at a bad time,” I say with a smile. Her curly hair was in a messy bun, and she was in a tank top, with no bra, shorts, and no makeup. “Hey Damien, no you didn’t. How can I help you?” I hold the gift bag in front of me, “I brought you a gift, from Charles and me to say thank you,” I hand her the bag and she gives me a wide grin; she pulls out the small perfume box and squeals. “You guys, you didn’t have to. I love it. How did you know that I wanted this,” I put my hands in my pockets and chuckle, “Charles told me,” She pu
Later that night Xander “Charles, this is more luggage than we came with,” Damien says, “You have a serious shopping problem.” Nikki and I watched as Damien struggled with Charles's suitcases, we just couldn’t believe that Damien cheated, and on a woman. “Unbelievable,” Nikki scoffs, “And you’ll never believe what Chantel sent me a text, on the way here.” I look at her, “What?” “Charles and Damien got her a signature perfume, Delilah,” I gasp, “You’re joking?” Nikki shakes her head, “I kid you not babe and I think they may have fucked too.” I hum, “I think so too,” We give Damien a judgmental look and we shake our heads. The day Charles finds out, he is going to be devastated, and I as his best friend have to be there ready to support him and blow Damien’s balls off with a shotgun. “What if Charles knows?” “Now that’s an interesting theory but I highly doubt that babe,” Nikki shrugs, “Yeah, me too.” I pull her into my chest, “Enough about them. I am going to miss you.”
Nikki It’s been two days since Xander left and I have to admit it, it’s been quite in the house. He calls me every day whenever he gets the chance to and we text all the time but today something didn’t feel right, he was quiet. He didn’t text me in the morning, he didn’t call me and when I asked Charles, he said he had an early morning meeting but something about that sounded like a lie. “Nikiwe, are you okay?” my mother asks. I shake my head, “Something doesn’t feel right, something is wrong with Xander.” She looks at me and frowns, “Why do you say that?” “He hasn’t spoken to me yet and he usually calls me around this time,” My mom sighs, “Nikki, I’m sure he is okay. Now let’s get you something to eat, you look hungry.” I sigh, “I’m hungry, do you have tripe?” “And so, the craving begin. I do have tripe my child,” I love my mother. After I dropped to Xander, when I came back home my mother had packed my bags and told me I was going to be living with her until Xander came bac
Xander “I hate it here,” I whisper as I get into the car after leaving my last meeting of the day. “Well, at least that’s it for the day, you need to call Nikki, she’s worried about you,” Charles says as she hands over my phone. “Charles what did I tell you? If she calls my phone, you give it to me,” Charles give me the oh no you didn’t look, and I quickly apologize. “I didn’t want you getting distracted okay, I need to leave this country and go start a new life somewhere,” “So, you’re leaving the country with me?” “Where you go, I go, we are best friends after all and besides we both know we cant be apart from each other too long before we start losing it,” I laugh, “I feel sorry for our partners,” Charles laughs, “Honestly, they’ll get used to it.” I look out the window and see Damien on the phone, he looks worried and my runs to Chantel. Guilt washes over me and I look at Charles, he looks clueless, he’s already catching up on what he missed in the tabloids. Damien ends h
Xander “Home sweet home,” I sigh, as I got into the house. Today was the last day and everything was finally sorted, I was no longer the president and I had appointed the new CEO of my dad’s company. Sold my mansions and only left one apartment incase my wife and I needed to visit. I was officially cutting all ties with America. “What time do we leave tomorrow?” “I made flight bookings for midnight,” Charles replies, “Unless that’s too late.” I shake my head, “That is perfect, I didn’t want to be here when the movers came.” “I can’t believe this is the end of your villain era, who would have thought?” Damien walks in with the shopping bags and goes into the kitchen, and I follow behind him. “ “Tonight, we feast like kings,” Damien says, “I’ve got pork belly, ribs, steak, beer, whiskey, lamb chops. All meat, no carbs, no salads.” “I have a feeling we might regret this,” Charles says with a laugh. “We’ll nurse our hangovers on the plane baby, and we will be celebrating us men,
Nikki Today Chantel and I were meeting up at our usual chill spot, for our weekly kiki session. I’m getting dressed and I get text from Chantel to pick her up from her house because her car was in for repairs. I put on my leggings and over size t-shirt, my sneaker and I tie my hair up into a puff and leave. I get into my Ford Ranger and leave my mother’s parking lot. I make the thirty-minute drive to Chantel’s apartment complex and find her waiting outside for me. “Hey girl, looking cute as always,” she greets as she puts her seatbelt on. “Girl, stop it. You look good and you smell good too, is that the perfume Charles got for you?” She nods, “Yes honey and let me tell you the amount of dudes that have come up to me and asked me out, tell me I smell good and all,” I laugh, “I would to.” She rolls her eyes, “You wish, if you were a dude, you’d be ugly.” I laugh, “So would you bitch,” I drive out of the parking, and we make our way to the Maboneng Precinct, a small little strip