Bhekokwakhe chugged down the beer, there was never an amazing thing like a cold nice beer surrounded by girls.

Of course his dad the “King” would be disappointed in him right now, he always talked about the integrity of their people and always putting the people forward.

He believed he was wrong, they were the ones who are royals and they should be bowing down to them.

Zitha walked in and looked around the place until her eyes landed on him, no girl was brave enough to come talk to him but she did and oh boy I liked her for it.

She was not in the poor side but also not on the richer side but at this point that didn’t matter.

Her hair was nicely braided and she had the beautiful body that any man would die to hold.

She sat down besides him and gave him a cunning smile, he always had to be cautious around her, it didn’t matter that she was the most gorgeous girl right now in this tavern, she was still a thief.

“Bhekokwakhe.” She said softly letting his name roll of her tongue and smiled.

He looked at her as he callled the waiter to come give her a beer. “What do you want.”

“Is that how you talk to someone who makes you deals after all I know all your secrets.”

He leaned forward so that no one else could hear “Is that a threat?”

She lifted up her hands as if she meant no harm “No, never I could never threaten the whole future king.”

He leaned back and nodded “Good.” He said as he chugged down my beer, hr was already in my fifth and probably he should stop now but he didn’t, it didn’t matter if he stopped now or not, his father will still be disappointed.