Chapter 1
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Nomvula adjusted her heels as she stepped out of the black G-Wagon, heart racing. The towering mansion before her was more intimidating than impressive. Marble pillars, guards in tribal regalia, and flower beds arranged like chess pieces—it all screamed wealth and power.
She wasn’t just stepping into a new home today—she was entering a polygamous Zulu household.
Her husband, Muzi Zulu, stood at the top of the steps. CEO of ZuluTech Holdings, son of Chief Obidike and the formidable Mama Shinny, he was a man of few words and great power. Behind him, Kate and Cathy, his first and second wives, stood poised in matching designer umblas and cold stares.
Nomvula felt their judgment. She was younger, modern, and raised in Johannesburg—a digital marketing strategist who loved sushi, wore jeans on Sundays, and questioned tradition. But love—or maybe charm—had led her here.
Inside the house, she met the rest of the family. The four Zulu brothers—Manzo, Taki, Kenny, and Calvin—were warm and humorous. Their wives offered polite but curious smiles. Unlike Muzi, they had all chosen monogamy.
Mama Shinny studied Nomvula with quiet interest, while Chief Obidike simply nodded.
“Welcome home, makoti,” Shinny finally said. “I hope you understand—being a third wife is not for the faint-hearted.”
Nomvula smiled slightly, masking the lump in her throat. *“Good. I’m not faint-hearted.”*
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