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7. ʏᴜʜ ᴍᴀɴ ᴅᴀᴛ?

ᴄᴀᴅᴇɴ sᴍɪᴛʜ

ǫ.ʀ.ʜ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅs

ɴᴇᴡ ᴋɪɴɢsᴛᴏɴ
ᴍᴏɴᴅᴀʏ
ᴀᴘʀɪʟ 8ᴛʜ

It's been a week since I seen Destiny so I decided to go see her on her lunch break and i bought her food.

I walk inside upto the receptionist she looked up and shyly smiled up at me.

Yack

Yuh nuh have nth bout yuh bredda

Di gyal ugly weh yuh think

Nah seh nth enno

Cuz yuh know mi right

"Mr.Smith how can I help you" She tried to talk in a seductive way key word 'tried' if mi laugh everybody hate mi suh mi nah go laugh.

"I'm here to see Ms.Williams is she in?"I say faking a smile doh wah seem mean yk she look new to suh.

"Oh" She says and her smile drops" Yeah she here she have company tho" she says turning her attention back to her phone.

Dah gyal ya man no know me will get har fired.

I just walked away cuz dah girl deh want a man give a one flying kick.

I walk to the elevator to go up to Destiny's office hopefully she nuh lef yet.

I reach her floor ad walk out to her door when I st hearing hearing a man voice.

Dem type a company deh she have...

Me buy e food already so might as well give har still an a probably one client.

I knock on the door twice then open it to see a nigga holding her buy her new leaning up on the desk.

Laugh out loud to pussyclat

She push him off an wipe off har face.

Bawl she a bawl...?

"Ca-Mr.Smith what are you doing here" She ask fixing herself.

"Jus came to thank you for helping me out the other day with the party" I say holding the bag out to her.

"O-oh yes of course it is my job anyways and thank you" She says smiling but can see in har eyes she no really mean it.

"Yo a who this" the nigga that was holding her says walking up.