Snakes strides to his office, irritated once again. Mona has been pushing him away, everytime he tries to make her feel better or touch her, let alone comfort her. She's darn stubborn and she fucking cusses a lot, he's never dealt with a woman that stubborn and disrespectful before. She just knew how to rile him up.

He pours the whiskey in a glass and drinks it down. Its too early for him to be drowning his sorrows but if he looks at her perfect dark skin he'll flip. He found her so beautiful, her dark clear skin, her grey eyes, and her natural black hair and as much as it pains him to say, also her sassy personality. He takes another swig and goes to his room.

Lisa gets up, goes to the bathroom for her morning routine. After she's done she goes back to her room to find the bed bloody. A sigh leaves her lips. A perfect timing for her to be on her periods.

She leaves to go to Snakes' room just across hers. When she asked him why her room was so close to his, he said it was the only room in a stable condition. But when she had toured the house, she had found so many guests rooms, mind you in perfect conditions. She knocks lightly, after a few seconds the door yanks open, a half naked Snakes looks at her with a raised eyebrow. She takes in his naked torso, the V-Line, the huge tattoos on his right arm to his chest.

Snakes clears his throat. And she looks down embarrassed that she was checking him out. He looks at her expectedly.

Lisa: I- I need uhm things.

Snakes: Things?

Cursing herself at the choice of words and for stuttering in front of him. Lisa hesitates a little, feeling awkward asking for pads from him. She knew it was a natural thing, but it was still weird to be dependent on him. She sighs and looks at him sternly. Clearing her throat, she speaks firmly this time;

Lisa: I need pads.

Snakes: Let me get dressed.

Patting herself on the shoulder inwardly, for not faltering this time. She nods;

Lisa: Okay.

She turns around and walks back to her room. Leaning against the door as soon as she shuts it, she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding. As a woman with hormones, it was hard to live with such a handsome man. It was not the first time she had seen him without clothing on the upper body, but it was like everytime she saw his abs, his perfectly defined v-line she got hypnotized

Monalisa changes into comfortable tights, a plain long sleeved t-shirt. She always felt the need to hide her scars. All the clothes she wore were to her comfort. The long sleeved shirts, the tights. She tied her hair into a high bun. Immediately as she was done, a knock came through the door.

Lisa: Come in.

She watched as his eyes lingered on her as soon as he came through the door. Her eyes fixated on his attire as well. The man looked good in anything he wore. The sweats, the t-shirt clinging on his muscles. What she loved most was his hair. For the past months he had grown his curls into long ones. They now reached his eyes. They made him look even more sexy.

***

Lisa sighed as she sat down in front of Snakes at the food court. They had done more shopping than expected. It was fun, yet tiring at the same time. It had been a few hours now. After she had complained about hunger, Snakes took her to a fast food restaurant to get something to eat. They now sat in front of each other with him looking at her with his arms crossed.

Lisa: What?

She felt uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze on her. He had even put down the phone that was forever in his hands. It was hard for her to look anywhere else with him holding her on lock.

Snakes: Can't I stare?

Lisa: No, it's creepy.

He leaned forward, propping his elbows on the table. His lips tilted into an amused smirk.

But before he could utter anymore words, the waiter interrupted their moment.

Waitress: Good day. I'm your waiter for the day, here are your menus.

Lisa turned to smile at the girl, but to much to her disappointment, her attention was on something else. Not being able to resist the urge to, Lisa rolled her eyes in exasperation. This was what she had to deal with the whole time they had been in the mall.

Shop to shop, women threw themselves at him. It was like they didn't even acknowledge her presence. It was annoying because the man wasn't even aware of what was happening around him. If she didn't know better she'd think he did it deliberately. But again, what would be his motive to act oblivious to women flirting with him.

Lisa: Thanks.

Her lips coming into a thin line as she slowly said the word to the girl. It was like she was in a trance. She finally noticed her presence. At least unlike some other girls that gave her ugly glares, she smiled and nodded. It may have been part of her job to be civil with customers, but Lisa still appreciated the effort.

The waitress comes with their food. She admitted that he was good looking. But it was starting to piss her off that the only thing she saw was the man. She was acting so desperately in need of his attention. She kinda felt sorry for her because he wasn't even looking at her. She wondered if he actually saw her.

Waitress: Do you need anything else?

She flirtatiously touched his shoulder. Lisa looks at Snakes who's so oblivious to all of this. She sighs irritated. Snakes shakes his head as he puts his phone down.

Waitress: Call me if-

Lisa: He's good, God!

She snaps at her. She hadn't meant to but her mouth acted on impulse. The poor girl, blinked, she was obviously hurt and embarrassed. Lisa looks at her and sees the hurt. But she didn't feel an ounce of regret.

The girl leaves finally.

Snakes leans back on his seat and looks at her with his arms crossed. An amused smirk playing on his face.

Snakes: Jealous, are we?

Lisa: Don't flatter yourself.

Snakes: You know, you could just save yourself the headache and admit that you like me.

Lisa scoffs humorless. She digs her teeth into the burger.

Lisa: How about you save yourself the heartache and forget about it?

Snakes smirks. He knew she liked him but the problem was making her admit it, or acting on it. And it was his goal to make her admit it.

After eating, Snakes paid the bill then they made their way out of the restaurant. Going home, they park the car and go to the house with the shopping bags. She puts the bags in her room and changes into her tank top and pajamas shorts. She wears her fluffy slippers. The only time she wore revealing clothes was in the house. It was much easier then. She knew he could never judge her and he was the only one who knew so it made her feel comfortable. She heads over to the kitchen.

Snakes takes off his sweater and beanie leaving his perfectly trimmed hair to fall to his face and sides. He takes off his shoes and leaves his socks. He runs his fingers through his already messy hair. Making his way to the kitchen.

Halting on his movement, Snakes looks at Lisa who is bending over and taking something out from the refrigerator. He gulps and opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. Suddenly an idea makes it's way in his head. He smirks and moves closer, the space between the two was not that little but he made it seem so, as he slides through, grazing her behind with his member.

He watched as she turned so fast to glare at him. His smirk grew even more seeing her discomforted face.

Lisa: Don't do that!

He moved even closer, stretching his arms behind her to grab a bottle of water. His eyes never leaving hers.

Snakes: Do what?

His voice coming out seductively challenging. Lisa huffed, storming out of the kitchen.

Sanele: Sthandwa sam I'm sorry, please come back to bed.

Mbali: Aha! get your ass to the couch.

Sanele: W-what?

Mbali: I didn't stutter did I?

Sanele: Stupid hormones!

Sanele mumbles as he huffs like a child taking a pillow and blanket going to the couch. He was being punished for something he didn't do that he was supposed to do. Mbali's showing him flames with her mood swings. She just makes up stuff, if he doesn't do them, she bursts.

A few minutes later, she starts crying. Sanele panics and gets off from the couch.

Sanele: Baby whats wrong?

Mbali: You don't want to sleep with me, am I too fat for you to share a bed with me?

Sanele: What? Sthandwa sam you not fat, you the one who told me to sleep on the couch.

Mbali: Wow, since when do you ever listen to me, mara today when it's about getting far away from me, you listen.

Sanele gasps in awe, shocked doesn't even cut it for him. He stands there with his mouth wide open, she was crying a minute ago, now all of sudden she's speaking so sternly.

Mbali: Sanele Tyler Nkosi, get your ass to this bed.

Sanele gulps and climbs on the bed and sleeps with his back, his body straight like a corpse. He didn't know what to do with himself around her.

Mbali: Sanele, what are you doing?

Sanele: Sleeping.

Mbali: Why aren't you holding me?

She asks at the verge of crying again. Not having any of that again. Sanele moves closer to her, he sighs and turns to hold her from behind. She smiles, and he kisses her on her neck. She may be a pain in his neck but he loved her regardless. The woman meant the world to him. He soon started to hear soft snores. Grinning, he pulls her closer to him, kissing her neck again.

Sanele: I love you.

They collapse on the bed besides each other, after their hot session. Siya kisses her exposed shoulder. She looks at him and turns to lay on his chest, putting her leg in between his, snuggling closer.

Things have been great between them. Sino was happy, for the first time in years. He was the only man she saw herself loving for the rest of her life.

Siya: Marry me.

He just blurted out, she kept quiet for a minute. Deciding she didn't hear him properly, she looked up at him with a small smile on her face. She saw how his eyes twinkled with so much love. He cupped her face and smashed his lips on hers. The kiss was slow and steady.

Sino: What?

She managed to croak out after pulling away from the hot kiss. She knew he didn't just ask her to marry him.

Siya: Sino, be my wife, bare me kids, make me a man I want to be for you. Let me love you as my wife, marry me.

Sino: You-

She pulls back and looks at him before she pecks his lips once more. Did she love this man? Yes. Did she want to marry him? Yes. Was she still young? Yes. Did she care about that? No. All that mattered to her was him, and him alone.

Sino: I'll marry you, I'll bare you kids, I'll be your wife. I love you.

He pulls her on top of him and kisses her passionately. He reciprocates the feelings and passion in the kiss with her own.

Sino: I want my ring.

She murmurs between the kiss, he smiles against her lips.

Siya: I'll bring you a fucken diamond baby.