When Shay decides to let loose and unwind for a night, her entire life changes and it's all because of one hard headed man. As they navigate the oncoming trials ahead will Shay and Isaiah be able to flourish or will they always just be a one rowdy n...
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Authors Note:
Hey ya'll! Just popping in to say hi how are you? Missed me? Well no not me Shay and Isaiah lol. This chapter is dedicated to -ADAJAY-! I hope you enjoy the drama that's about to happen in this chapter! hold on tight!
"I like the way I'm feeling now, no come use your reggae spoil my blues and rhythms now oh, oh, oh, oh I like the way I'm feeling now, omo e get small ting wey dey stress me , but right now i'm chillin now-"
As she sang her pretty little heart out to the beat, Shay posed in the large private pool attached to the villa she rented in Negril for the weekend. Knowing she looked snatched she couldn't wait to blow up the gram with this picture. As her best friend posed her in different directions and took way too many photos she could feel the calm wash over her body. It had been an entire month since seeing Isaiah and she can confidently say the thought of him no longer made her pussy tingle with anticipation.
Liar! her subconscious screamed at her as her muscles clenched tightly. Shaking off the familiar feeling she went to sit beside the pool and scroll through the photos she just took. Staring at her even toned skin made her smile, she came a long way from the hungry impoverished beginnings that next to no one was privy of, except Him of course.
Going through her photos she continued belting out the Afro-beats playing over the speaker, while occasionally laughing at her group of friends playing around in the pool. Life was good she had absolutely no complaints. As long as she kept Marvin happy, her business flourishing, and her mental health in check, Shay knew life would be easy for her to navigate.
As she posted her photo with the caption " A face card that never declines"; In seconds her comments and likes went haywire. She really could never understand how she was able to live well just from being herself on social media but who was she to look a gift horse in the mouth?
She didnt need a man to make her feel good. The money did that and right now she was more than secure so fuck Isaiah and his stupid "fiance".
Making her way over to the food laid out by the pool, she piled as much food as she could onto her plate. Gyal fi eat good!
Watched from a distance the figures' eyes moved to follow Shay in every direction. She was a beauty. Among the group of friends, we could see why she was getting all the attention.
Body like a goddess, with a smile sweeter than honey he could feel him self warming up. Knowing he could do nothing but look and fantasize in his head the figure hunkered down in the bushes and began snapping photos of everyone in attendance, but more so on Shay.
Not fully understanding why his boss even had him watching this girl a million thoughts raced through his mind all at once. What affiliations did they have? Does he want her dead? Is that why him have me a watch her so day in day out? She led a pretty simple life so it was kinda boring- but the money was good and it saved him from fulfilling his addiction.
Thank God the pool side was lit with lights or he knew these pictures would've been terrible. speaking of the devil himself he mummbled as his phone began vibrating in his pocket and tapped his Airpod without looking at the screen; afterall he knew who was calling and why.
"Big man wah gwan fi yuh? " the voice gruffily asked through the speaker. Composing himself before responding as so not to stammer, " mi a wrap up boss man, pictures coming your way real soon. " " ah nuh seh. aword" -Click! the phone line went dead. Sighing deeply he quietly made his way to his car. What kinda fuckry tha man ya come involve me inna now fada God? Was the last words he uttered before driving off into the night.
