DeShawn's POV
It's been hell...
They will stop at nothing to keep Nae and me apart. I found out that Nordia was paid to come back and wreck our relationship, and I took my time torturing her. My torture room isn't partial to females.
I didn't sleep in my house, well I sold it and bought a new one. All our good memories were there, and so were the bad ones that overshadowed the good memories and tormented me. Life is slightly better.
I didn't hold back any information from my years of investigation and submitted it to my superior. All about the Sinclair's family, their gang, their warehouses, what specific port their guns were imported from and to, where they sold drugs, and all of that. I didn't send in information about their international dealers, trade partners, or links. There's nothing Jamaica's justice system can do about that. So, I had a few of my international links in the USA work on carrying out certain operations.
Now I need to see my baby and hold her.
"Hello, who dis??" I answered my phone gruffly, I'm in a bad mood.
"Oh, so a suh you ansa people now, Mr Monroe??"
Fadaa!!
"Nae?!" I was surprised.
"Mhmm, mih want talk to you bout somo. In person, not over the phone. When you ago free??" She said, and I raised an eyebrow.
"Mih free rn. Weh you want meet up?"
"Public area. Maybe outside one supermarket or somo." She said, and I hissed my teeth. Leave it up to Nae to get on my nerves.
"Fuckery that, mih ago come pick yuh up. Weh you deh??"
"Forget seh mih can drive, sir?? Yuh know what, meet me a the cafe at Ville. Mih will tell you which one when I get there." Then she hung up. Now is not the time for me to be angry.
30 minutes later, she texted me her location, and it didn't take me long to get there. I definitely didn't break any road laws.
She was already eating something when I walked inside the cafe and she looked so beautiful, she was glowing and I felt proud. After all, she's all mine.
"Wah gwaan, Nae?" I sat down across from her.
"Wah gwaan, DeShawn." She replied, and I hissed my teeth.
"Nuh bother wid it, Nae. Wah you call yah suh fah??" That came out worse than I intended for it to come out.
"Deven ago argue with you right now eno. Look pon that." She dropped a gift bag in front of me then turned her attention back to her sandwich. I took out a small rectangular box and a card. I took out the card and looked at her.
"Read the somo nuh!" I hissed my teeth once again and opened the card.
CONGRATULATIONS, DADDY!
"Daddy??" I asked and opened the box. There were ultrasound pictures and a positive pregnancy test inside.
Ohh fuck, Nae a breed...
"You pregnant??" My heart was thumping in my chest. I'm happy and scared.
"Mhmm, I hope we can have a lovely co-parenting relationship and that you will do your fatherly duties. Mih nuh fraid a court house but if it can be avoided, let's avoid it." She answered, licking cheese from her lips.
She nuh plan fih stop nyam cheese?
"Co-parenting?? What the fuck, Nae??"
"Exactly what co-parenting means, Mr Monroe. You play your part, I do my part but we aren't together. For the baby's sake, we will tolerate each other, scratch that, I will tolerate your presence." I let out a laugh.
"Stop chat bumboclaat fuckery Nae. Mih done tell you already, you a fimi, a death alone ago mek me and you separate. We naa do no fucking co-parenting, we ago be proper parents. That deh pickney deh mek inna love and them ago grow inna it. No separation shit so mek that sink in."
"Listen, me and you naa get back togther just like that-"
"We never leff inna the first place."
"Bumbohole, stop cut mih off. Like mih did a seh, we nuh good yet and you need fih work pon your toxicity."
"So mih mek you know what me want, how mih feel and you feel like seh mih toxic?? We need fih work pon our relationship caz it look like you nuh believe me when mih seh certain things." I leaned across the table. She scoffed and leaned forward too.
"Oh, we will work pon our relationship when you tell me everything. I want the truth about everything, caz I know you a keep things from mih. Now, we have a baby involved, and I'm uncomfortable being in the dark. So??" I sighed and held her hands in mine. She didn't pull away.
"What about our engagement?" I brought her hands up to my lips and kissed them.
"Deven want think bout that. That nuh good again. You have some explaining related to that fih give me."
"Hmm, I know. Can't wait fih mek you officially, Mrs Monroe." I smiled, and she blushed.
Gotcha.
"Shut up."
"But before I tell you everything, mih affi do some things first."
"Is that so?? Wonder if yuh know seh you can't escape this??" I laughed and held her face.
"Mih know mon. Long time mih nuh kiss you eno...you nuh miss me, B?" I played with her lips using my thumb.
"You can't kiss me in yah."
"A lie that."
"DeShawn, people ago stare."
"Pree it as wedding day practice." I didn't wait for her to protest before kissing her. A deep French kiss in the middle of the cafe. These lips were missed.
YOU ARE READING
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...
