Devotion (Jamaican🇯🇲) COMPLETED

Chapter 35

Explicit🔞

"I'm still in love with you"❤️

Abigail

"Why yuh look so vex you nuh happy fi see me baby?" I joked flashing gio a smile fluttering my lashes at him that I just got by my friend. I dressed nicely yet simple, a fendi skim top, some light blue shorts, matching black slides a pretty diamond necklace he got me on Valentine's Day and my Black Chanel purse he got me for my birthday. My hair up in a high bun like he always said he liked it out of my face with soft baby edges. A pretty brown and glossy plump lip combo and lastly my loud apple and plum perfume filling the room around me. I hoped to lighten the mood I was very happy to see him even after him cheating on me recently I still took him back because I loved him and trying to ignore him was like punishing my self. I waited to hear him call me pretty so desperately or tell me I smell good or smile at me all the other guys on the road gushed over how I looked all the way coming here so I know I looked good, but he never compliments me anymore no matter how much I try to look pretty for him. Sometimes it feels like he doesn't think I'm pretty anymore. It makes me feel so SAD. I always try to look my best while coming over here even though we were 2 years deep into our relationship. I smiled at him again When his stern eyes fixed down on me didn't turn to small wrinkles I knew he was still mad at me.

A gulp and a deep breath it took me to not cry. Every second that passed by I felt my eyes becoming glossy I swallowed the bitter feeling into my gut. It was one of those days where he made things up and sit and believe them. He'd convince him self I didn't love him, I'm trying to leave him, I'm having sex with other guys then beat me. No matter how much I told him I loved him and I was only with him he'd still be so insecure. I've never done nothing to make him insecure, I've only been sexual with him and jermaine in my entire life.

"Wah time yuh tell me yaa leff out? He asked me curiously.

"2 o'clock" I whispered.

"It tek 30 minutes fi reach ya weh and a 3:50 right now weh yuh stop? He asked. I sighed.

"Baby traffi-

"Fuck dat, stand up and mek me see yuh pussy" he demanded. Was that all that mattered to him. Was that all that he ever wanted? It broke me even more. I did as he asked. I stood up pulling down my shorts and versace panty and he stared at my black bush with intense angry possessive eyes, he looked at every single detailed of the months worth of hair between my thighs before looking up at me. He looked angry and betrayed, He clenched his jaw. I closed my eyes preparing for the slap that I knew would come to my cheek but I didn't feel anything. I opened my eyes.

"Yuh shave recently? cause it never suh short wah day ya? It did 3 centimeters longa than that, Suh yuh fuck him? He asked. I shook my head side to side slowly.

"Suh yaa look pan me and lie eh? To mi bomboclaat face? He asked. I glanced at the bedroom door and knew it was locked. He pulled off his belt as he held the croch of his pants up angrily holding the belt, I begun to sob softly as I backed away.

"Baby please don't lik me him deh outta the him been out the country. Me just cut it down because me never feel sanitary please don't beat me Sergio me only been having sex with you baby don't beat me" I begged him holding out my hand. Something erupted in his eyes when he saw my wedding ring on my finger.

"why the fuck yuh have on dah IDIOT UGLY ring deh pan yuh bomboclaat finga me nuh tell yuh seh doh wear dah bomboclaat ring deh come a mi fucking place gyal? Weh ih one deh weh me buy gih yuh? He barked at me. I gulped. It was at home.