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The Perfect Ploy

"You were fun while it lasted." I turned around flinching. It was Thabang. He started at me with a grimace plastered across his face. "You know, if it wasn't for you, I would not have been able to accomplish the things I did. So thank you." he spoke again. "Why?" I asked tears streaming down my face. "You were easy and pathetic. You had a good credit score and you gave me the power to do so." He told me proudly. "I love you." I tell him. "I never did." He tells me. "But you told me you did!" I cried. "Why would I be in love with a slut?" he asked me. "What?" I asked shocked that HE called me a slut. "What? you didn't see yet?" he asked amused. I stared at him confused and he laughed. Thabang took his phone out and showed me a video. It was a porn video of ME! I stared horrified at the video. It was me having sex with a stranger. I never had sex with the stranger in this video. "That's not me." I let out. "Tsk...Kgaugelo, Evidence never lies." he said to me grimacing. My phone was being flooded profusely with notifications. I was being flooded with emails from brands whom I had been collaborating with. The brands I had been working with we're cancelling our contract. Some emails were from the bank about large sums of money being withdrawn from my account to pay off loans. I stared at Thabang and he looked unfazed and content. "Why?" I sobbed as I stared at him. "Why not?" He counter-attacked. "I love you. I sacrificed everything for you." I tell him. "Who said you should?" he asked me. "Did I ever ask you to love me? Did I force you to sacrifice everything for me?" He asked amused. "Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt." He whispered against my ears. Kgaugelo Manamela is living her best life. Well, that's what she thinks. Besides the multiple debts, her boyfriend has made in her name using her information and the loan sharks that are after her because of her boyfriend and his partner. And, somebody trying to ruin her career as an influencer. She still believed that she was living her best life because what's better than having someone who loves you and protects you even though they're ruining you and what you think you have worked hard for? Kgaugelo is a beautiful intelligent woman who knows what is right and what is wrong unless it's for her boyfriend, Thabang Mathatho. She gives up her dream, sells her house, and lets him use her identity to make loans so that he could 'start a business' when the actual truth is she is just a free-use bank to him. Left heartbroken and a mess on the run. Kgaugelo decides to ruin Thabang's life by dating his Boss, Kamogelo Mariri who offers her a 'fake dating contract' because of a few important deals he would like in exchange he would be helping her. Will they become a real thing?

_zuriakua · Urban
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4 Chs

Crumbling

[MATURE CONTENT: CYBERBULLYING, AND HATE SPEECH]

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Kgaugelo's mind was everywhere. She couldn't focus nor could she make sense of what was happening. To make matters worse her Uber driver kept glancing at her with eyes filled with lust... It made her uncomfortable but it was not her biggest issue at the moment. Her biggest issue was her possible cheating boyfriend. That was what concerned her.

Lost in her thoughts that were running at the speed of light...She didn't notice that the car had stopped.

"We are here miss." The driver spoke snapping her out of his thoughts with his words.

"Oh, Thank you. How much do I owe you?" she asked him.

"Seventy-five rand." he responded.

"Though I'd rather have you pay me with your body." he added.

Her body flinched and she took out a hundred rand note and slapped it in the man's face before getting out.

"You are so fucking disgusting." She let out, blaming the door of his car.

"That wild coming from a slut like you!" he remarked angrily before driving away.

What he had said had caught Kgaugelo so off-guard she did not know how to process it...Though she made a reminder in her head to report him for his sexual harassment.

Kgaugelo walked towards the apartment that she had with Thabang and when she had entered the apartment... Everything came crumbling down.

Upon opening the door, Kgaugelo is met by a slap across the face.

***

Kgaugelo Manamela

"What the fuck!" I screamed as I held my cheek.

I stared at the woman in front of me. She was a beautiful woman... And right now, she was looking at me with disgust.

"How dare you seduce a married man!" the woman shouted in Afrikaans.

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused.

"Thabang is My fucking husband!" She shouted.

"You must be mistaken... I...I have been with Thabang for over four years." I tell her as I hold back my tears.

"Thabang!" She screamed.

He came running towards her. He gave me one glance before looking at the woman in front of him.

"Is this the bitch!?" She asked him.

"Stacey, I swear it wasn't my fault! She seduced me and threatened me." He tells the woman in front of him.

"You the woman who uses Imari Corset Eau de Toilette." I let out as I heard my heart breaking.

"Thabang! Get this Fucking bitch out of here!" She shouted.

"Thabang... Pl...ple...please tell me this is a lie." I begged him.

"Listen here bitch! Thabang and I have been married for seven years. He even proposed again last night!" She let out showing me the ring on her hand.

"This is a lie. Right? Right Thabang?" I asked.

"Are you fucking dumb!" The woman shouted as she slapped me again.

I angrily attempted to slap her back but Thabang held my hand. He then slapped me across the face. I stared at him in shock. Thabang has never raised his hand to me.

"If you ever dare try to touch my wife again, I won't be so lenient with you." He warned me.

Hatred was laced in his words. He stared at me like I was trash. My heart kept shattering from the small pieces it was already in.

"You have Ten fucking minutes to take whatever shit is yours. So while I'm being nice get your stuff and leave!" The woman shouted.

"You heard my wife!" Thabang shouted at me.

I flinched at walked last them to the main bedroom where my stuff was. I grabbed my suitcases and I threw my clothes in them. Tears were streaming down my face. I could not process what had happened. It all felt like a fever dream.

My phone rang and It was Lerato.

"Are you okay? Did you see what's trending on Twitter? What happened?" Lerato questioned me the moment I picked up.

"Lerato, Can you please come pick me up?"I cried out.

"Already on my way. I will be there in a Ten minutes." she responded.

"Okay." I croaked out.

I continued to throw all my clothes and shoes in the suitcases.

"You were fun while it lasted."

I turned around flinching. It was Thabang. He started at me with a grimace plastered across his face.

"You know, if it wasn't for you, I would not have been able to accomplish the things I did. So thank you." he spoke again.

"Why?" I asked tears streaming down my face.

"You were easy and pathetic. You had a good credit score and you gave me the power to do so." He told me proudly.

"I love you." I tell him.

"I never did." He tells me.

"But you told me you did!" I cried.

"Why would I be in love with a slut?" he asked me.

"What?" I asked shocked that HE called me a slut.

"What? you didn't see yet?" he asked amused.

I stared at him confused and he laughed. Thabang took his phone out and showed me a video. It was a porn video of ME! I stared horrified at the video. It was me having sex with a stranger. I never had sex with the stranger in this video.

"That's not me." I let out.

"Tsk...Kgaugelo, Evidence never lies." he said to me grimacing.

My phone was being flooded profusely with notifications. I was being flooded with emails from brands whom I had been collaborating with. The brands I had been working with we're cancelling our contract. Some emails were from the bank about large sums of money being withdrawn from my account to pay off loans.

I stared at Thabang and he looked unfazed and content.

"Why?" I sobbed as I stared at him.

"Why not?" He counter-attacked.

"I love you. I sacrificed everything for you." I tell him.

"Who said you should?" he asked me.

"Did I ever ask you to love me? Did I force you to sacrifice everything for me?" He asked amused.

"Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt." He whispered against my ears.

"And oh, it's over. If that is enough closure for you." He added as he walked away.

"Oh, you can't take any car, because they were bought under my name." he informed me as he glanced at me.

"You were a dumb but fun to mess with bitch." he added as he walked away.

"Kgaugelo, let us go."

I blinked and my tears fell. My vision was clear for a brief moment and I could see Lerato and Lebo taking my bags and stuff and helping me out.

"Please don't cry for that asshole Kgaukie." Lerato said as she caressed my back.

"He was married." I cried out.

"It's okay, Kgaukie, everything will be alright." She comforted me.

The drive to Lerato's house was silent with only me sobbing. When we arrived at her place, Lerato's brother was waiting for us.

"Tsepho, please take her inside." Lerato told him.

"Okay." he responded before picking me up.

Tsepho carried me inside and took me to the spare bedroom, where he tucked me in.

"Kgaukie, I'm going to find the person that posted that video, you just relax, okay." he told me as he caressed my shoulder.

He got up and then left when I didn't say anything. I was way too tired to speak so I did what I always have done. 'Just remain silent and let your thoughts how wild until you are tired.'

This was what I had always done when I was a teenager but I stopped now when I met Tha...

"Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt."

His words echoed continuously in my head.

"Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt."

"Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt."

"Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt."

I squeezed my eyes closed as I cried. My heart was broken beyond repair. I would never be able to love again. I would never be able to trust men again.

"Piece of advice. Don't just fall for words because that's how you get hurt."

Thabang...Why? Why would you hurt me like this? Why would you break my heart like this? I gave you everything. I sacrificed EVERYTHING just for you to break my heart like this.

I open my phone and I check my Instagram. I had lost more than seven million followers. Other gossip accounts had been covering the story and video of me.

<Gosh! And here I thought she was a decent person *angry emoji*> One person commented.

<I always knew she was such a slut! * vomit emoji ×5> Another comment said.

<Slut! Ugly bitch! stealing people's husbands! Whore! You are nothing but an ugly bitch in a porn video! should just KILL yourself!* angry emoji×2, disgusted emoji, vomit emoji and fuming emoji*>

I turned the comment section on my Instagram feed off so nobody could respond. I then turned my phone off and cried my heart out. How did this happen?