Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨
Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her...
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Taniyah Carter March 1 📍The Gym 6:09 p.m.
I drop myself down on the mat after sliding out of the leg press. Semaj grabs the front of my tights and lifts me placing me back in.
Chro!
I hiss my teeth feeling like I'm going to cry. "Mi caah do this no more." I shake my head.
I'm tore up already! Him just wicked!
God alone know why Semaj come with this intense ass workout today after him work me out before him go work today.
He ignores me, I shake up myself start again. I get myself to do 15 reps before I give up again.
"Me caah do this Semaj!" I cry and drop myself onto the mat again. I touch my chest feeling my heart pounding and try to catch my breath, he's just staring at me.
Him lucky.
He shakes his head and steps over me. I close my eyes and take one last heavy breath to allow air to enter my lungs.
I look over to the side to see him still watching me, he's seated on the weight bench leaned forward with his hands clasped infront of him just staring at me laid out on the floor.
"You done now?" He asks me, I frown and roll my eyes. Sitting up, he stands and outstretches his arm assisting me in standing.
I feel him pass me, I half expect him to slap me on my ass but he doesn't. I look at him, "You upset with me?" I have to ask him.
Semaj caah see me bottom and nuh slap it...so wah this?
He shakes his head no, "Gwan go cool down." He instructs.
I move from near him and cool down before grabbing my phone and running to the mirror.
I sit down on the bench press he was just on and snap a picture of myself admiring my body.
"Inna mi mirror but you caah do ih likkle work out." I hear him behind me and turn my head to him, I smile at him and stand.
Grabbing my Stanley cup I sip on the cool refreshing liquid fanning myself as I feel sweaty.
"The AC even on? Me feel like me a dead." I complain.
"It on, come gwan home." "Oh...so you a run me outta you gym now? Okay." I walk away from him, I hear him chuckle and keep going.
Grabbing my bag from my locker, I step into the bathroom to do surface hygiene wiping off the sweat and washing my face aswell as freshing up my armpits with wipes and deodorant.
Once I'm done I walk back into where Semaj is, pausing when I see him speaking to a female. She tilts her head and smiles laughing at something he said.
