Chapter 4

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Jubba's POV

Friday 3:00 PM

As I hit the toll, I press down on the gas feeling free. I hate traffic; the traffic in Ochi was driving me fucking crazy.

I'm tired, I want to go home and relax, but Omar twisted my arm, forcing me to agree to have drinks at his club later. When I called Dane to find out if Omar was trying to kill me because of how he was pushing for me to go, he said that apparently, he is going to kill all of us, because he did the same to him and Ethan.

One thing about Omar is that he's going to guilt you into doing what he wants. I laugh at the thought as I make my way into Kingston. Today was a long day, I'm opening a supermarket in Ochi, and I need to see that everything is going well.

I don't have the time to be there every day especially because Alex is not here so when I do get the chance, I take it. Not that if Alex was here things would be any different.

Alex is against having anything to do with the day to day running of any business outside of Holt Systems and his father's companies. I understand because that's a lot to handle.

I owe everything I now have to Alex, simply put he saved my life. When Alex first reached out to me I was in a bad place but he set me straight real fast. Many people think that Alex is just my boss but our relationship goes way deeper than that.

Alex is more like a big brother to me, he's the only person that can step to me and I don't retaliate. I have so much respect for him because he's the only person outside of my mother and uncle that ever saw good in me.

If you're a part of Alex's life, you're going to have to make money. He's not going to just give you handouts, he's going to force you to do something to make your life better.

When he asked me what I wanted to do, I had no idea because dreaming big wasn't something I let myself do. Growing up in the ghetto and being involved with the gang, I never expected to live past twenty.

Alex gave me a week to think about it and I told him that I wanted to open a wholesale. He told me to create a plan, which I did, and he gave me the money to start. He told me that this was my project and I had to handle it and still do my job at Holt Systems.

I opened the wholesale in Spanish Town where I am from and when I made my first million, I was so fucking shocked. Alex took me out to celebrate, he told me that I have the potential to be great and that I just need to believe in myself.

Now, I have two wholesales in Spanish Town and two in downtown Kingston. The success of those businesses has given me the courage to dream of having a chain of supermarkets. I ran the idea by Alex and asked him to partner with me. He told me no, said I didn't need him and that it's time I branched out on my own. The thing about it is that he is yet to take any money from the wholesale business, and I know he won't. I guess he knew that it was the only way I would've been confident enough to start a business.

The ten million that he gave me is his way of supporting my dream and I am grateful to have him in my corner. I think he's secretly watching because I recently got a quote for nine million eight hundred and fifty thousand dollars to purchase coolers for the supermarket.

Cyaan hide nothing from dah bredda deh.

Speak of the devil, my phone rings and Alex is calling me, I answer.

Me: Yow, mi just did a think bout yuh enuh.

Alex: Look how much woman yuh av and yuh a think bout man.

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