"Think seh you did serious bout the breeding thing." I said to Slinga, I popped two pills into my mouth and flushed it down with some orange juice. He came into the bedroom, in the middle of my breakfast, handing me a pack of Postinor 2. I didn't hesitate to take them.
No cocomelon to the dolly body!!
"Did serious, but mih want you finish your education first before any a that. Don't worry soon breed you." He said.
"You naa breed a soul. Weak jelly back." I laughed, and he shook his head with a smile.
"You okay??" He asked. I nodded altho my back and waist were killing me, I couldn't feel my legs either and between my legs....were another story.
"Pum pum red and fat up??" He teased me. I rolled my eyes.
"Seems like seh mih affi go give you some more hot fuck fih mek you stop do that..." He narrowed his eyes at me and I resisted the urge to roll them again.
"A just habit." I replied and continued to eat my breakfast.
It was still raining heavily, and I had texted my mother to let her know that I was okay because...I forgot to do that yesterday.
When I woke up this morning, I was already cleaned up and laying on fresh sheets. Slinga had drawn a warm bath for me to soothe my sore muscles, he also applied some sort of ointment down there that really helped, and I slept through the whole process of being cleaned while his helper, Mrs Castillo, a beautiful cuban woman replaced the sheets. I met her when she brought me breakfast.
Slinga was laying down at the edge of my bed with my feet on his lap, rubbing them while doing whatever on his phone. I stared at his side profile, and he side eyed me.
And you know seh him nuh that ugly...mek him ever hear that...
I ate the last piece of fritters and wiped my hands. Then there was a knock on the door.
"Señor Monroe." It was Mrs Castillo.
"Come in, Marie." DeShawn replied. The door opened, and when she saw us, a big smile appeared on her face.
"Darling, you're done with breakfast??" She asked me. I nodded with a smile.
Mih love har accent essi.
"Yes, Mrs Castillo." I replied.
"No dear, just call me Marie." She smiled and took the bamboo bed tray table and left after patting my head. I felt warm in my heart.
"She really like you eno. She cuss mih this morning when she see how mih do you." DeShawn look at me and smiled.
"A beat she shoulda beat you." I made myself comfortable under the warm comforter.
"You're crazy." He switched accents again.
I was close to dozing off when I heard him get up.
"Mih ago do some work inna mih office, yer?? Call me if you want me or you want come wid me??" He made me know.
"Will come if the bed come...." I replied sleepily.
This bed way too comfortable fih leave and these sheets are like cloouudss...
He ended up carrying me there and I was wrapped in the blanket like a burrito. I just realized that he lived in a mansion because it took so long to get to his office.
I was laying down on a bed...no, his black leather couch was converted into a bed so he just added some sheets, pillows and I still had that blanket.
I need a couch like this at home, turn it inna bed whenever mih please.
With my phone connected to his wifi, I watched a new movie series. I looked over at Slinga who was seriously looking at something on his laptop screen, I was wearing earpods so I didn't disturb him.
My phone started to ring and it was Nicoy, yeah, such girl's oldest brother, its a video call. I made sure that the hoodie I was wearing hid all the hickies that were on my neck.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Wah gwaan, midget? You good?" He asked.
A bet seh a Shanae seh somo mek him a call mih caz Nicoy hardly call mih.
"Yeah mon, mih alright. How about you?? Weather a treat you good??" I glanced over at Slinga and saw that he was watching me.
"Everything good eno. Mih kinda glad seh rain a fall...nuh affi go work for a few days." He replied. I saw that he was in the kitchen.
"Mhmm."
"Mih hear but what weh gwaan eno and a deven from people weh inna mih yaad, breddah. When mih seh it hawt mih yu see my girl and a long time mih did fih call yu eno." He hissed his teeth. He was making cereal.
Mih feel fih some cornflakes yah now eno...but mih nyam already.
"Eee, so a who yu hear it from??" I asked, interested in knowing about this. But I have a hunch on who may have let other people know.
"Nuh the waste gyal weh the likkle eediat bwoy carry come ova yah, spread it. She all supposed to shot Mario too, dead him shoulda dead. All right now him can't too go pon road eno caz the man dem a seh how him fih leggo top gyal fih a loose gyal. So him up inna him feelings and stay in. So a one a mih ghee dem a mek mih know." He replied. I silently laughed.
That gwaan when you love shove yu dick inna every hole. Him deven did use rubber and him know the kind a gyal him a go to. Jah jah, sad.
"And the next one a Shanae. Mih nuh know weh mih get them sibling yah from. Mih see she a move too close with a certain group a girl and mih ask har wah gwaan, she a tell mih seh uno ano friend again and a you drop har. A wah gwaan??"
I sighed.
"Yeah a me drop har caz after wah Shanae gwaan wid, there's no way mih woulda stay har friend. So that same day mih go ketch Mario a cheat pon mih, a mih and Shanae did a chill eno so Mario never know seh mih over deh. Mih did leave mih bracelet inna him room so that's why mih end up see that. Your stinky breddah give gyal mih things so mih pop it up and throw it weh." I said with a yawn then continued.
"Mih go back go tell Shanae wah mih see and she ago mek mee know seh she did know and it wasn't worth mentioning to me. So mih get upset and she tell mih seh she a get back even wid mih because mih did know bout Andre and fih him baby motha drama. How mih did fih know that?? So a the girl dem mek she do wah she do and mih just decided fih done wid har."
"You see a likkle bumboclaat gyal pickney deh..."
"No bother do har nun. Shanae good eno."
Nicoy is that sibling weh no fraid fih wap his siblings skin no matter how old them be.
"Yow...she nuh ave no breed a sense, breddah." He sighed, and I stayed on the call with him for a while.
DeShawn came and laid down behind me.
"You done??" I asked him.
"Mhmm, tired you fuck, B." He answered nuzzling my neck.
"Hush, see because mih naa start work yet." I laughed, patting the side of his face.
"All you ago do a spend mih money." He replied.
I stared at him, confused.
Mih naa hear him right...
"Mih a seh you don't have to work if you don't want to. You a mih woman so you free fih spend mih money. Afterall good pussy fih get take care of." He explained, dropping a kiss on my lips.
"Mih want have mih owna things." I replied, and he smiled.
Him love smile eee mon, mih heart can't manage the cute smile dem eno.
"That's why mih affi rate you so eno."
We ended up cuddling for the whole day.
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Claimed By Him
RomanceLaNae Sinclair is an 18 year old who has many dreams and aspirations but has yet to decide what route she will go down as she steps into adulthood with no way of going back to the teenager phase. She decides to take it easy for her "free paper" hasn...