Book 2 of the 'Broken series'
I stared at my reflection, disbelief flooding through me. I swore I'd never go back to him-never again. Yet here I am, right where I said I'd never be.
I should've left that life behind, but it keeps dragging me under...
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Thursday, February 26th 11am, Us time
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"Weh yuh seh yah do today?" Khalil's husky voice vibrates in my ear as my head is resting on his hard chest.
Is like seh this man live a gym to how him abs dem hard, nosah.
Yuh woulda prefer if the man did ave big belly Judah?
Mi neva seh dat.
"I'm going to pass through my studio in Mahattan just fi si how the classes a gwaan and how my assistant is doing."
He begins to massage my ass and I cant help but smile,
Mi wish we coulda lay dung inna eachother arms fi the whole day.
"Yuh obssessed wid my ass." I joke, instead of replying he squeezes it hard allowing an unexpected moan to leave my lips.
He starts laughing at my outburst, and I slap him playfully as I sit up in the bed glaring at him, while resting my weight on one hand
Wah mek him can ramp suh.
"If it a grow rapidly suh mi ago wah test it fi mek sure it legit."
Legit how?
Tell mi this man really a imply seh mi ass fake.
Mi know a joke still.
"It nuh must legit, seriously?" I give him an annoyed look which makes him laugh, like seh him feel a joke mi a mek.
"Nuff gyal outta road fool man seh dem batty real, some a dem cyah even Fvck good because dem fraid dem batty burst." When he said that I just started at him,
