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33.

It's Xmas! ³

"Merry Christmas papi," She whispers, against my ear. She bites her lips as she rubbed her hands on my erection.

A torture diss?

From night she a feel up man and everytime I suggest for us to leave, she declines.

But mi nah wild har.

A my yaad she a sleep tonight.

Just as I'm about to speak, someone interrupted- "Blanka!" I look up to see Rihanna. She's someone I used to fuck, way back in high school.

Mi not even did memba bout dah b yah... and a who invite har?

Celest takes her hand off my thigh. She goes on her phone. I rub the bridge of my nose.

She's upset... but fi which reason?

I ignore Rihanna, hoping she'd take the hint and leave the table. What's surprising, is that she doesn't leave.

I hiss, irritated by her presents. "Yo move nuh," My voice comes out a little loud, drawing attention from other's at the table.

"Oh suh a tru yuh whore deh yah suh mek yah run mi?"

"Who the fuck yah call whore? My girl betta yuh leff yah suh before mi chop off yuh fucking neck yer," I hiss.

Like dah girl yah nuh love har life to pussyclaatt.

Bout she a come call mi ooman whore.

Brite nuh fuck.

I look at Celest and she's still on her phone. She probably didn't he-

"A my fren yuh just call whore crawny gyal?" Lila shouts, getting up from the table.

Bomboclaatt now

Celest snaps her head to her direction. "Yuh see yuh mada yah suh big pussy gyal," She says, resting her phone on the table.

Dem fuckery yah mi cyaa bother wid eno.

"A who did a chat to dah gyal yah mon?"

She stands, causing Rihanna to step back.

"Celest," I call her, before she could do anything. "Come siddung,"

Swear Rihanna ave a death wish.

"Lowe mi alone and tell yuh bitch fi leff yah suh before mi step in a har head," She points.

"Ye gyal!" Lila says.

"Shut yuh mouth," Brandon pinches her.

Rihanna is speechless.

I almost laugh. She nah nuh tuff chat now?

"Liff up bredda," I say then pull her back. "Hope when she leff yuh, yuh nuh come back to mi," Rihanna says then walks off.