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Lerato's Heart
Lerato's Heart
Lerato's Heart
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Lerato quits her job because she can no longer work with her womanising boss, whom she has fallen in love with. He goes to her home to try and find out what the problem is, and her mother decides to match make Lerato and her boss. She resists, because she does not trust his feelings for her.

She begins her new job and hates it. She asks for her old job back, and she is denied. She has an accident after that, then she and her boss come to a personal arrangement.

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Release dateSep 3, 2012
ISBN9781476143408
Lerato's Heart
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Thabi Majabula

Good romance stories are mood enhancers. I am thankful to all the romance writers who improved my mood many times. I am also thankful to be among romance writers, and I am thankful to all entities, physical and spiritual, who make it possible for me to write. I am thankful to you, reader, and I am thankful for every single person who has read any of my stories. I hope reading the stories gave you as much pleasure as writing gave me. Best of all things, Thabi

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    Lerato's Heart - Thabi Majabula

    LERATO’S HEART

    By

    Thabi Majabula

    Published by Thabi Majabula at Smashwords

    Copyright 2012 Thabi Majabula

    Smashwords Edition, License Notes

    Thank you for downloading this free ebook. Although this is a free book, it remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be reproduced, copied and distributed for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed, this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy at Smashwords.com. Thank you for your support.

    This is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarities to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    CHAPTER ONE

    CHAPTER TWO

    CHAPTER THREE

    CHAPTER FOUR

    CHAPTER FIVE

    CHAPTER SIX

    CHAPTER SEVEN

    CHAPTER EIGHT

    CHAPTER NINE

    CHAPTER TEN

    GLOSSARY

    OTHER BOOKS BY THABI MAJABULA

    CHAPTER ONE

    Lerato fell onto her couch in her lounge, dog tired. It had been a long day, and knowing that she had handed in her resignation at work, saddened her. She closed her eyes and sighed.

    Here’s your food, said Mme. Lerato opened her eyes, startled. She noticed the tray of food that Mme had put on the table.

    You should be in bed, Mme, she said.

    So should you. Your boss is a devil for working you so Many hours of the day. Can’t you report him to someone?

    It’s fine, Mme.

    No, it is not fine! Lerato was startled by Mme’s vehemence.

    In the last few months, you’ve lost weight, you cry yourself to sleep… continued Mme, and Lerato gasped.

    …and you cry out for Mike. Who is he? demanded Mme. Lerato looked away from her, shocked and embarrassed.

    Did he break your heart? asked Mme.

    No!

    Is he married?

    No!

    Then what did he do to you?

    Nothing! Mme sat down.

    Lerato, you know that I love you, she said.

    Yes, Mme, I know.

    I hate to see what you’re going through.

    It won’t last forever.

    It’s getting worse. Every day, you seem more tired, and it’s been going on for two years.

    I got a new job, said Lerato. Mme frowned.

    What does that have to do with anything? she asked.

    I’ve been stressed at work, so I quit. I’ll be working some place where I won’t be stressed so much anymore.

    I thought this was a good job?

    It is, and so is the one I’m going to.

    Fine. Good luck, my child.

    Thank you, Mme. I’ve told you time and again, not to wait up for me.

    When did I ever take instructions from you? returned Mme. She stood, kissed Lerato’s forehead, and left the room.

    Lerato packed the food away, then she showered. Later, she lay on her bed, thinking about Mike. Annoyed with herself, she sat up, and checked her emails. She smiled, as she opened the one from her brother, Steve. He was doing great in Chicago, and his new wife was keen to meet his family. Lerato sent him a reply, then she focused on the financial websites that she frequented. When she tired, she lay down. She closed her eyes, wondering what she had said in her sleep about Mike.

    She was at work the following morning, when her office door burst open, and banged shut.

    What is the meaning of this resignation letter? demanded Mike. He was leaning across her desk, glaring at her out of eyes that were spitting fire. Lerato’s heart was pounding with fear of his temper, and excitement at seeing him. At six foot three, built big, gorgeous, and frequently scowling, Mike was intimidating. When he was furious, as he was now, even the brave avoided him.

    I’ve accepted a job offer somewhere else, she forced herself to say.

    Tell them you changed your mind, he commanded.

    I haven’t.

    Then change it!

    I’m not going to do that.

    Why not? he demanded, straightening. He clearly could not believe that she had refused to heed his instruction.

    I need to work closer to home, and to work fewer hours, replied Lerato.

    All that can be arranged here!

    I don’t want to be here anymore!

    Why not?

    Does it matter?

    Yes!

    Why?

    Because you’re the best broker in the country, and I don’t want to lose you.

    There are other brokers.

    I want you!

    I need to go. Mike studied her closely. She fidgeted nervously, feeling as if she was being examined under a microscope.

    Is it the money? Do you need more? I can give you any salary you want, said Mike.

    It’s not the money.

    Then what is it?

    I told you, I need to be somewhere else.

    No! I’m not accepting your resignation. Lerato stood to her full five foot ten height, furious with him for refusing to give her what she wanted.

    Human resources have already processed me, she said, holding onto her temper.

    I’ll tell them to…

    There’s no point, Mike! Nothing will make me stay.

    This is not over! Mike said, as he turned on his heel, and left, even more furious. Lerato released a sigh of relief.

    Three hours later, Mike’s PA phoned her, to say that Mike wanted to see her. Lerato’s heart was pounding as she entered his office. He was sitting behind his desk, flanked by her supervisor, and the head of Human Resources. She greeted them, and sat down, her eyes shifting from Mike to his companions nervously.

    His companions offered her more money and more perks. When that did not work, they reminded her that her contract had restraint of trade. She refused to take back her resignation.

    No one will pay you as well as I do, said Mike.

    I know. Thank you for your concern, but my decision is final, said Lerato, then she left. She had never seen Mike that furious.

    Two weeks later, her notice period ended. She told Mme that she had an assignment out of town, when in reality, she had booked herself into a bed and breakfast for the weekend. She spent it in bed, crying, because she would never see Mike again. When she returned home that Sunday evening, she knew that she would not cry infront of Mme.

    Why are they working you on weekends? Don’t they care about your health? asked Mme.

    It’s over, Mme. That was the last thing I did for them. In two weeks, I start a new job.

    Good! Dinner will be ready after your bath.

    After freshening up, Lerato packed all her work clothes, and anything that reminded her of her old job into trash bags, then she drove them there and then, to a charity. Mme was not happy with her for driving at night, but Lerato put her foot down. She returned home feeling lighter. She had decided to change her car, and her phone number. She wanted nothing in her life that would remind her of her previous job.

    During the following two days, she changed her car, her home phone number, her cell phone number, and her bank account details. She felt hopeful that she would be fine.

    She and Mme were dining one evening, when the doorbell rang. Lerato looked through the peephole, and gasped. The doorbell rang again. She opened the door.

    What are you doing here? she asked. Mike walked into the house, and turned to look at her.

    Mike! I did not invite you here, she said, annoyed.

    What are you playing at? he demanded. His voice sounded so good to her. She had missed him, and his voice, though she had tried not to acknowledge that.

    Playing at? she returned.

    With the resignation letter! What do you hope to get?

    Nothing! I don’t want anything from you.

    Every woman wants something from me.

    Not me. You can go now.

    Who is it, Lerato? asked Mme, as she joined her.

    It’s someone who’s lost, he’s leaving, Mme, replied Lerato. Mike turned to Mme, and smiled. Lerato was shocked, she had never seen him smile, and he had such a beautiful smile. She felt her knees weakening. She stiffened her spine, and told herself to get him out of

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