The Jamaican Romeo and Juliet

Mesmerized

**6:30 am**

Jax jumps out of bed as his alarm goes off. He hastily showers so he'll have sufficient time to prepare breakfast. "Cya bada wid dem fucking sitn ya eno man. Bomboclaat." He says as he burns the egg and toast. He pours some coffee and sits around the kitchen island as he eats the burnt egg and toast. "Teah coulda at least make likle breakfast fi man n she know this ano my strong suit. " He thinks.

He is filled with emotions when he thinks about hurting Teah. "So it guh." He whispers as he thinks about his predicament.

"D gal dem love mi and Teah afi jus understand dat n know seh a she have mi heart. Cya tell har that though." He thinks as he self reflects.

"Good morning beautiful, I'll call you when I'm at work. I'm in the middle of something" He says as he quietly answers his phone.

"Ok baby, have a great day, Love you." Latisha says.

"Always." He replies before end ending the call.

An imessage pops up from from Delly **How d man distant suh lately? Link up man."

"Meet mi a ribbiz ina d evening. Have a pree fi show yuh." I reply.

**************Jackson's POV***********

I place the dishes in the sink as I usually do after eating when a thought pops up in my head "Figet seh mi ina d dog house ya now, make mi wash out d two little plate dem ya."

I rummage through the closet for semi-formal attire for wear. Normally Teah would've ironed my suit and hung it on the closet's door.

"Teah yuh see mi plaid ralph lauren shirt?" I ask her.

"Mi a wear yuh clothes?" She ask as she rolls her eyes.

I walk over to her, kiss her on her lips and tell her "I love you Teah, mi ago mek dis up to u. Mi promise."

She pushes me and says "Gwan a work Jackson."

As leave I say "Be good now Teah, have a great day."

"Have the day you deserve." She replies.

***********Teanna's POV**********

I cannot hate this man no matter how hard I try. I look at him opprobriously but deep down I just want him to hug me and reassure me that this will never happen again. I want to feel his hands all over my body. I watch his muscles flex as he gets dressed for work and all I can remember is all the times we made love. I want us to fuck like we've never fucked before. I'm horny as fuck but self control is key. As much as I'd want to stay in bed and sleep my troubles away, life haffi keep same way.

I dial Mr. Grayson's number. It rings straight to voicemail. I retrieve my planner from my drawer and I journal the errands that I'll run for the day and my thoughts. It's therapeutic for me. I find myself scribbling Jackson's name. "Wen yam head did a gi weh mi did deh a the front a the fucking line." I think.

I'm brought back to reality as my phone loudly rings. I hastily answer the phone when I see it's Mr. Grayson's.

"Good morning Miss Cole. I see you've finally decided to take up the offer." He says.

"I have. When can I begin?" I reply.

"You can start on Monday as long as you're prepared" He says

"I am." I reply with uncertainty.

"Have a good day Miss Cole. See you on Monday." he says as he ends the call.

Weston struggles to keep it together as he sees Teanna smiling while using her phone.

**Good morning Teanna, I hope you slept well. I'm going out of town to handle some business. Mi want yuh ride wid mi. I'll drop the location to my apartment. Be here by 9 am**** Weston texts me.

"How him suh demanding! Why him think mi wah ride wid him? Mi not even know wah him aguh duh. Fi all I know a coulda some contraband him ago handle. " I think, as I reply **The right thing to do would be asking if I'd like to come**

**Ok Miss Cole, Please accompany me to Negril to conduct a business transaction**Weston replies.

**I'll think about it.** I text him. He doesn't reply.

I really should think about it because I could be putting myself at risk.

"Fuck it, what's the worst that could happen." I say as I quickly peel my clothes off and hop in the shower.

I look at the time and It's 8 am. I grab my black tights set from the hanger and my Nike sneakers to get dressed. I pull my hair into a bun put some lip gloss and mascara on, pick my Louis vuitton bag up and my car keys from the entrance table then head through the door.

As I turn the keys in the ignition I say a prayer, "God duh nu mek ntn happen to mi, cover mi father. Amen."

I arrive at the location Wes sent me to his apartment. "This anuh no apartment, is a whole condo this. It's so modern and beautiful. Not bad for a ghetto yute. He has taste." I think.

I see him closing his door as I approach his apartment, he signals to me to park in the garage. There's four vehicles in his garage. "What is this man involved in?" I wonder.

"I exit the vehicle and I could feel his piercing eyes. He says "Yuh look nice baby."

"Thanks love." I reply.

*****Weston's POV********

"Think about what?" I say aloud as I read her message. I may come off a bit controlling and stern but that's just how it is in my world. I hope this doesn't drive her away.

She looks more beautiful every time I see her. As she steps out of the vehicle I peruse her, "Pussy fat ina har tights yuh fuck. Gal curvy and sexy as fuck." I think.

As much I want to fuck her senseless, I'm not forcing her into it, there's enough time for that. I want her to fall in love with me first. "She's already vulnerable and I want to be her support system, you know, that dick she can ride anytime." I think as I smirk.

I don't want her to think that all I want is sex but mi woulda live ina dah hole deh. A man can't help it.

"Yuh ready baby?" I say to her as I hold her hand.

"When you are." She replies.

We get into the vehicle and I stare her in admiration.

She says "A wah Wes?"

"Nothing baby." I reply

I kiss her gently on her cheek and she blushes. This is girl is turning me into a simp. This is dangerous cause man a bad man. Mi nu normally do the love ting but mi willing fi take the risk.

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