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Jubba's POV
Saturday 10:00 AM
I drive into the yard and park the van beside Leah's vehicle, it needs to be washed. I'm guessing the maintenance guys haven't gotten to it yet, I'll remind them later today if it's not done.
I need some sleep, I came home late last night from the club opening, send up cock under Leah and by seven this morning I got a call from the manager at one of the wholesales downtown saying there was an issue.
I don't know what the fuck they were doing and came up six hundred thousand dollars short when the truck came to collect the money for banking. I went there and had to do a checkoff, everything was there but what it shows is that they're not following protocol.
The money earned each day must be checked off the same day and packaged for collection the following morning. Even though my wholesales are fully secured, I don't keep excess cash there, so my money is removed from the safe and sent to the bank every weekday. Money made on weekends is still collected but stored in the Holt vault for bank delivery Monday morning.
Rushing to do a check off right before the Holt Systems van arrives leaves room for mistakes and I do not like when people make mistakes with my fucking money. I will give every fucking one of them a memo because their negligence took me out of my fucking bed too early and I love my sleep.
I kiss my teeth and get out of the van, music is playing and I'm certain Leah is in the kitchen cooking too much food. Since Leah has moved in, every week I have to get groceries. I think Leah has an addiction, she just can't help herself and she cooks to feed an army.
I think Ava is either happy or pissed at Leah because even Alex eats from Leah more than he does from Ava. The guys most times stop here to eat rather than going up to the main house. When she cooks too much food, I put them in foil pans and bring them up to Alex for all to get.
I do not want the excess crowd in my house and Leah's food keeps drawing them here. I don't have a problem when members of the A-team come here but when every single person that works on the property shows up, yes, I have a fucking problem with that.
I swear Germs, Blake and Wilson live here, I wouldn't be surprised if they're inside now. They have become Leah's guinea pigs and are willing to try everything that she makes, I'm not eating some of that shit.
Gyal come tell mi how she a cook calamari fi mi, mi excited until mi find out seh a squid, mi no nyam dat.
Leah a wicked gyal!
I walk into the house and as is expected she's in the kitchen dancing to Dexta Daps and Tifa's 'Jealous Ova' song.
She grins at me and I raise my eyebrow at her before moving behind her. I put my hand on her hips and pull her back on my cock then I start whining on her.
She puts her hands on the counter and starts bubbling on me and we dance to the song.
I slap her ass and move away because my cock has gotten hard.
"Lee, a mi yuh a throw wud fah?" I ask as I move to the fridge to get some juice.
"So, mi cyaan listen music again?" She asks and smirks at me.
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From Then Till Now: A Jamaican Love Story Book 4
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