When music sensation Duijai Blake, formerly Rajahwild locks eyes with Kashiye, the captivating sister of his friend and fellow artist, their whirlwind romance ignites. But their passionate connection is constantly tested by, Fiery arguments and hear...
I don't own any of the pictures used in this book. Everything in this book is fake/fanfic and has nothing to do with the real persons life.
& trust the process 😭 this is my first book so the others are better, but read eh sed way🩷.
Psa If yuh nuh like controlling & possessive books, this anuh fi yuh.
And if you chooseto IGNORE the warning then proceed to comment somethingdisrespectfulyou will be addressed RESPECTFULLY then blocked.
Doh pass yuh place😀.
If you can't manage the toxicity/cringe I suggest reading "burning desires" since it's way better than this & is alot more detailed as I grew as a writer.
Ty.
AND DOH COPY MI BOOK MI WILL SUE YUH BLOODCLAAT BC SOME MONEY WOULDA DUH MI GOOD RIGHT NOW.
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"Kash hurry up nuh ute" My brother spoke my room door opening as he walked in without a invitation might I add.
"A man yah guh look mek yah tek suh long? Just fling on some lip something and come nuh" He snapped his fingers impatiently.
"Yes a man mi aguh look now come out" I added finishing touches to my makeup. I got up and sprayed myself with about 4 perfume.
"Yuh still aguh smell bad" Tristen stated walking out before I could respond.
"And if mi diss yuh now yuh hear seh mi dis and mi dat" Rolling my eyes I took up my purse then exiting my room.
We are currently on our way to a concert or a party whateva yuh wah call it. Only reason mia guh a because mi wah see rajahwild and he's suppose to be performing tonight plus mi brother a proform.
"Mumz we a guh weh enuh" Tristen spoke to our mother. She sat in the living room on the couch watching some typa fuckry.
"Doh mek uno curfew ketch uno" Her eyes not leaving the TV.
"Mommy mia big man weh mia duh wid curfew?" He asked pausing to look at her. Blocking there conversations I texted my best friend letting her know ti meet me at the location where the concert is being held.
"Aye aye" Tristen snapped in my ear. "come nuh" He walked off with me training behind him.
"Lata mommy" I said closing the front door. As I stepped out the breeze brushed on my skin.
