𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞?
This steamy hot book is about an independent,hard working Woman That goes by the name Ashanti Bailey . Who ends up falling for her best friends brother Dancehall sensation Rajah Wild aka Duijai Blake,Althoug...
Duijai had woken from his deep slumber seeing his eyes ere a bit foggy. Adjusting to the bright light shining thru the thin curtains he came to realize this isn't Ashanti's bedroom.
Flying off the bed , he began to search around for his pants finding them thrown over a chair.
Quick thinking he began to put them on searching around for his shirt and phone finding it on the nightstand plugged in.
Strange.
He didn't see much to identify the bedroom, but the Red satin robes hanging in the corner and the line of heels under the dresser.
There was a little hint.
Suddenly, the little white door opens revealing a female with a robe tied around her waist and a bonnet as she steps out the bathroom.
She had jet black hair that seems to be silk pressed and fluffy edges with two nose piercing on each side and a septum.
" last night was fun, we should do it again sometimes" she smiled running her hands down his shoulders, flicking her hands away he grips them.
" fuck yah talk bout ? Mi neva sleep wid yuh an how mi reach inna yuh bed ? He says lividly fuming with rage.
He didn't remember the night so well, but him swear pon him cocky seh it neva enter inna har.
" well then we did have sex Rajah, yah guh leff me now cause yuh get di front ?" She asked her cuban accent slipping away.
She didn't even touch a nerve, this made him even more angry .
A knock on the door revealing Kenny with a shirt across his shoulder and a female standing behind him.
" ooh a yaso di dawg deh, fi yuh maamz a check een" he says then steps away from The door.
Kenny had just met with rajah gut gave off some weird energy whenever they link up so he stayed far away from him.
" mi affi cut" he says and got up from the chair glancing at the female, grabbing his things an left the house heading to Ashanti's.
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" mi nuh want a bloodclaat soul tell mi weh fi do!" I shouted throwing out the basket with duijai's clothes.
Right now mi hormones deh all bout di place, weh mi even a bring baby fah? An di fada already a stress out mi claat.
I didn't want to hear shit from nobody, better yet for a soul to feel sorry fimmi .
" mi hurt! How much more pain might ago tek?" I cried out dropping down to my knees.
Mummy was already stressing me out, my step father asked to make things " right" and wah come a mi yaad so i said no , block an delete him and mommy.
" nobody is not telling u this is wrong, however yuh pregnant an stressed out", she says helping me up.
Weh mi wudda do wid out har.
The front gate opens as dejah walks inside seeing her car parked at the entrance. She rushes to my aid and helps me up dragging the clothes to the gate.
" yah mad!? Ask mi fi help yuh other than stress an pressure yuh belly " she frowns resting me on a single chair outside .
She grabs the clothes and throw dem outta gate . Walking in my direction she sat next to me as her phone went off , i managed to get a glimpse seeing it was someone under the name " GERMZ😒".
With a huff she slides it across an place the phone on speaker .
" babes how much time mi ago text yuh bredda ?" Naj says irritatedly.
I could tell dejah haven't seen or texted him due to her scrolling thru the line up of unread messages an declined calls.
" yuh tek mi fi fucking ediot enuh, matter a fact tell di Jezebel fi come fi him clothes dem an leff di gyal place ".
Naj had gotten quiet until i overheard a female voice in the background.
" come back in nuh " the female whisper but dejah picked it up.
" bredda suck yuh madda an come off a mi phone " she says an hit the red button.
Resting her hands against my neck feeling if i was either sick or mi a mad the fuck out.
2hours later.
I told her everything and why mi plan fi juss dash dah relationship yah one side an focus pon work an mi life .
She understands and keeps 10 toes behind whatever i wanted to do .
Rajah had come for his stuff but him neva seh nothing to me .
I wasn't that type to post things on social media knowing how di bloggers dem love mix up an run wid tingz.
Mi nah block him number cause mi still affi think about my child an what will be best for him/ her .
Regardless the relationship weh him claim seh wi have done . Mi need fi move on an fix mi self .
My birthday was around the corner 16th of june Suh mi need fi a think bout dat an not about anything else.
Man ago always be a dead dog to me .
I went straight to the room and get some sleep , power off mi phone cause mi nuh wah nuh text from him or any body else a blct.
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Duijai drove into the yard and parked , with a loud sigh he exhaled the white smoke unpacking his stuff.
There was a house in the hills he had bought a few months back prior to staying at his sister's house .
He regretted every decision and mistake that split both him an shanti apart. But he knew how much she loved him an wanted to take a bigger step.
But with all the trauma and other females running in his life, things felt pointless.
" broski!" Naldo says bring the bags inside.
" yah guh wull a bad sleep now " duijai says seeing naldo's eyes were half open and red.
He tried to put on a happy smile around his friends , but everybody knew that was all apart of the life he lived.
Demons don't feel pain or emotions.
Instead they feed off the energy people gives and their happiness.
