"Well, what are you looking for?", I heard his voice ask. I could not bring myself to do anything with the information I had .
"How are you planning to take responsibility for your actions ", I asked. He jerked his body while avoiding my gaze. I could tell what he was gonna say
"Do you love Peonie?",I continued with my question. "You're taking longer to answer"I stated. "Are you gonna shoot me again"he said smiling. Now his gaze was fixed he was starting to look like the Enzo I knew the one I found annoying. He had this hardened smile on his face as the blush subsided and he started to relax.
"I was planning on cancelling my engagement with Peonie and marrying you",I saw him smile revealing his perfect teeth I felt the horrible urge to hold his face while...
- Fuck what was I thinking-
"I do not want to get married and right now I'm pregnant,since you stuffed yourself into me you're going to take care of it after it is born cause I'm keeping it ,second I'm gonna be utilizing you until I give birth ...and what you do with Peonie ", smiling before continuing,"I could not careless"
I spun around , took my coat and bag and made my way out. Before I reached the door "Come to my office starting Monday, bye for now"I bid my farewell before leaving .I saw Mr Mchunu chatting with a guard that used to follow Enzo almost everywhere.
At my presence they quickly ended their meeting before he bent down his head in acknowledgement.
I got inside the car in a hurry as I was still trying to calm myself. Enzo's body was gorgeous. The tattoos that I hated very much looked just good on him . Even though the clothes he was wearing were not that much corresponding with his body but he looked so innocent and so pure. Many gangstas hated things like manicures and pretty things but he was the true definition of a pretty boy. I liked it very much.
They were true when they said the opposite attracts. This Enzo was the complete opposite of what I was. That cute pretty boy sheepish gaze I liked it . Very much. I think I preferred him better that way.
But fuck it ,he was still betrothed to Peonie. I did not want to have an even worse relationship than we already had.
I felt my phone vibrate yet again with my mom . I gave up and I did not have the strength to fight her. I swiped the green icon right.
"Mom", I said
_"my love how have you been?"_
"Good, you?"
_"excellent you know my love the de Villiers said they are going to pay the lobola on Friday it's been long since Peonie was betrothed to Enzo_
"Really ...?"
_i heard you gave Enzo some bruises when you were convincing him to marry your sister it had been long_
"Oh that was nothing", I felt my heart sank. He had just said that he was canceling the engagement. What right did I have to force then not to marry. He was Peonie's to begin with . All the thoughts that I was having were totally out of line.
Soon the call ended and all the weight started to pile up.
On the contrary it was for the best. The fetus growing inside was fatherless. He was more or less a simple sperm donor.
I had just got out of my car as I took my phone to call the house keeper to pack an overnight bag for tomorrow. It was Thursday already and I had things to do . The weather wasn't that bad either as the sun was setting. The skies were painted in grey and light orange after the cloudy day and the rain looked like it was coming.
I navigated my way around to Ember's office. I found her seated as she was looking at the screens that showed clips of CCTV footage trackers and some information sheets.
"Come look ",she said pointing at the screen. That showed the city's bridge CCTV footage of some Arab men talking to capitalist politicians. Mr Mahlaba was the South African politician we had been looking for , for months. He was our main suspect in the case of 20 school children that were trafficked to Abu Dhabi. That was the whole reason for my trip.
After we managed to get the young girls and boys safe home . I had lost consciousness that led to _that_ . In the black market he was known for providing the best pizza. And pizza was a codename for underage children in the market.
"I think he may be our ticket to the bigger fishes ", I heard Ember say before continuing,"we'll ambush them tonight. We're living in 30 everything is set . You can take the controller for tonight and-"
"Hold up ,**_what_**_? "I interrupted her sentence. I was supposed to be in the field just as her.
"Ha ha ,", she laughed sheepishly,"you are pregnant"
"So...?"
"You are staying "
"Fuck you Ember I am coming with you "
I saw the hardened expression on get face she knew there was nothing she could say to change my mind. I knew I was pregnant but who cared. I was not going to stop anything because I was pregnant. She knew that I needed to vent out and those horrible monsters were exactly what I needed.
The corporate buildings were not just the ordinary corporate buildings. This was a place that had one of the top world vigilantes. We were the ones who did the dirty work for the government .
We were specialists in cases of human trafficking, child trafficking ,organ trafficking and most importantly terrorism . This place became a multi billion company as a front because we were laundering the money that the government and other organisations put in to us as remuneration for jobs like tracking top class criminal, rogue war heroes and some gun shipments.
To be specific I was only supposed to be an administrator only because there was all the man power we needed. She was our most skilled fighter. We did have other people who were exceptional but Ember was extraordinary. I looked at her while we were getting geared up .
Her usually blue eyes contact lenses were gone revealing the golden star in her ember coloured eyes. I love that look. We were adorned in black bullet proof vests that were custom made for us over body suits that covered the whole body with a weapon belt on the waist. We left the top floor as we went to the garages that had the vehicles we were going to use.
For the cover we used the logistics trucks they had two bikes on the inside and we were going to depart from these midways.