Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Nineteen

Chanize POV

I never felt insecure about anything in my life, but something about that girl made me felt uneasy,

Who is she?

"She..." Dwayne paused, "is a nobody..."

"Oh..." I kept my eyes on her,
"Well we about fi find out..." I watched as the woman walked over to the table, I could see Dwayne from the corner of my eyes, still drinking his Mojito.

He didn't care

As she approached us, I looked at her from head to toe.

She was beautiful.

Her nautral stained pink lips compliments her skin tone, a light skin slim-thick girl with no visible flaws, the only thing I saw from a distance was her beauty marks,

"Dwayne..." she stood next to him, hand firm on his shoulder,

Dwayne eyes were glued on me... but my eyes where on her hands, long, slender fingers that I will break if she doesn't get her hands of my...

I caught myself.

My what?

He has never established we were more than... what ever thi is, so I have no right to be jealous over him... he isn't mine.

"...How come you didn't tell me you have company?" She pouted,

Swear say it cute.

"Weh you want Alicia?"

"Well I didn't like how things ended yesterday," she stared down at him,

"Alicia..." Dwayne glared at her.

It all makes sense now, I thought.
That's where he was all fucking night... he was with her, and then he had the nerve to...

He came to after he was done with her, I swallowed hard, feeling more embarrassed,

"Hmm..." I stood up quickly, "Excuse me..." I looked up at them,

Dwayne shove Alice or whatever her name is hand off his shoulder,

"You good?"

No, dutty boy you fuck me and mek me think say me mean something to you,

"I need a moment," I hurried away, I could feel the hot tears running down my face,

Why am I so hurt? I knew the kind of person she was, still I allowed my self to fall for him. Look at Keisha and Alice, two high colored females, with similar features, it's clear as day that he has a type and I didn't fit into the portfolio. Riding the elevator, my hand trembled as I twisted on the door knob,

Shit he has the access card.

I need a drink... a strong one.

Heading down to the bar, people stared at me, after all I was in a bathsuit and there is a poolside bar I can go, but I couldn't deal with seeing him, O4 maybe they remembered my face from lastnight,

"Gimme the strongest liquor you have over deh," I slide my backside across the stool,

The bartender nodded.

"Rough morning?" She shoveled ice cubes into a short glass,

"Yea," I forced a smile, "The worst..."

"I can relate," she spoked pouring liquor from variety of the top shelf bottle,

Well I did say strong.

"I hope this helps," she garnished it with a piece of lemon,

"Thanks," I smiled.

Sipping from glass, I swallowed hard,