My Jamaican Bhad Man [Under Editing]

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Author's Note

Dear readers, thank you for diving into the opening chapters of this book with me. As you delve into the narrative, I hope you find moments of joy, intrigue, and connection within the pages. Your journey through this story means the world to me, and I'm excited for you to explore the twists and turns that await.

Happy reading!

Wednesday May 1
7:40 a.m

Amara's pov |17
Beverly Hills Avenue
Kingston

"Amara Bianca Blake, uh nuh plan fi get up outta e rass bed and come gah school? uh know how long Avier deh ya a wait fi cyah uh guh school?" My mother yelled bursting into my room.

Coulda neva she guh church Sunday evening.

I was wrapped in a white cotton towel, and my hair was secured in a satin bonnet, having just stepped out of the shower.

"Mommy unuh cyah wait a bade me did a bade eno Jesus Christ." I said pulling out my drawer and grabbing my matching wine red lace underwear.

"Oh just did a mek sure uh neva did a sleep, di aguh come dash cole wata pon uh." She laughed exiting the room and closing the door behind her.

"All e one Avier guh wait tu caz last night me tell him seh me aguh drive gah school instead a him pick me up, but him insisted on coming for me." I murmured to myself pulling the material on my body.

I got dressed into my school uniform, meticulously fixing the royal blue shirt and the white shirt underneath, As I prepared for the day, the pressed fabric felt smooth against my skin.

Did my skin care routine, After applying lotion to my body for moisturizing, I carefully selected a captivating perfume, its fragrance becoming a distinct companion to the freshly pressed uniform.

Since they were rushing me, I opted for a quick and simple look. I skipped any elaborate hairstyle and settled for a straightforward approach, applying mascara for a subtle eye accent.

I used my brown lip liner and added a touch of glossy lip gloss to complete the minimal yet polished makeup routine.

I untied my hair from the bonnet, and then swiftly transformed it into a neat, slick back bun making sure it was slicked and neat.

Taking a moment to define my edges, I aimed for a polished yet effortless look, ensuring it was just enough to complement the occasion without being overly extravagant. Nothing too extra caz like I said Dem did a rush me.