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Shanti.

Shanti locked the door of the shop before pulling down the shutters and securing it. She stood by the edge of the pavement on Kilburn high road watching Cian speed down the road with his music blaring which caused Shanti to roll her eyes.

She hated attention and Kilburn was such a lack in people easily seeing you.

Her phone dinged notifying her that she had a notification from Juice. She quickly swiped left clearing the iMessage notification and put her phone on silent once Cian pulled up by her.

He unlocked his doors and locked it back as soon as she got in and turned down his music.

He quickly scanned her looking her up and down and Shanti done the same taking in what he was wearing - his yellow off white rain jacket paired with his black dsquared2 jeans with a pair of white gfazos and of course his diamond iced out Rolex which constantly had his left arm glistening.

She then noticed his hair was freshly did in two cainrows making her raise an eyebrow.

His once light brown eyes which was peering down at her quickly shifted as Cian quickly looked away and shifted in his seat before indicating and speeding onto a lane.

"How was work?" He asked plainly - Shanti not sure if he was genuinely interested but answered anyway just to avoid an argument about her having an unnecessary attitude. "Less busy th-

"Hold on." Cian cut her off winding down his window and slowing down the whip. "AYE." He shouted poking his head out the window. "RICHARD!" Cian smiled overtaking people making them honk their horn and parked up his whip.

"What you doing down these sides man?"

"Ey? You giving me ten pounds?" Richard bent down to get a better view of him.

"You want ten pounds?" Cian asked him and Richard nodded. "Yeth."

Shanti shook her head, huffing and chuckling under her breath to herself at the positions she puts herself in. She could be chilling and kicking it back with Juice but instead she's here with a guy who disses her constantly. She knew Cian would be her downfall, she just couldn't find a way out from him.

"What you gonna do for it?" Cian babbled on to the nitty.

"Hello." Shanti spat with an attitude. "Take me home right now." He turned and looked at her confused. "What's wrong."

Shanti folded her arms. "Nothing, just take me home please."

Cian stared at her then started to smile. "If you wanted attention you should've just said that miss." He rubbed the tip of her nose as he always did making her soften.

"Gimmie kiss." He licked his lips and lightly tickled the side of her arm.

She unfolded her arms giving him a quick peck on his forehead and he looked at her as if she was dumb.

"What?" He screwed his face.

"What?" Shanti mocked his tone and facial expression making him laugh.

He ignored Richards babbles and drove off now resting his hand on Shanti's lap.

"Anyways as I was saying." Shanti continued now that she was comfortable and knew that he was in a decent mood. "Today was less busy than usual but the hours felt sooooo long." She dragged as she looked at the people and buildings she'd pass by as Cian drove. "And my backs hurting me." She groaned.

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