A Dancehall Story- Book 10 Part 2

Chapter 46- The Dragon And The Butterfly

Chakline's POV

I watched as she handled my business, my business. Had to say that I was extremely proud of her. She didn't play with them at all and if shit wasn't being done the way she wanted, everyone getting fuck. Including me and I don't even do shit.

This morning she surprisingly gave in and rode the hell out of me. My only concern was her being a little tense. 'I love you so much' was her whisper to me as I thrust deeply while beneath her. I had to fight the urge to not tell her how much I love her.

"Like unuh want me just come shut down Miami and send home everyone." I chuckled at her words. It was always Miami and she won't even tell me what was going on.

Waving my hand in the air so she could look at the tablet. "LET ME HELP YOU."

"No," she said, then returned to the call. It made no sense to even bother her about work because she won't tell me. Now I was just holding my space, eating my oats porridge and watching the boss while she works.

Sexy as fuck to watch her boss up everyone then come bawl in my arms. I love her.

"Yuh see dah gyal deh name Shannon? Me aguh slap a shot inna face when mi see her again." She came to lay beside me and just hold her to calm her little ass down.

"STAY IN BED WITH ME TODAY."

"I wish I could but I had to go to the salon and the spa but I won't be on the road for long."

"YAH WORK TOO HARD ENUH."

"I love working, Garrick, it helps. I won't be sad that you are in this room and can't talk or walk."

Holy fuck, now I felt bad for putting her through this but I really want to surprise her. I wasn't walking like I wanted to and it was still painful but the therapist said I was getting better.

"I AM TRYING MY BEST."

"I know and I am not going to pressure you baby, take your time." I pulled her down to me so I could kiss her. I never thought in a million years that I would be in this position and she would hold it down like this for me. She deserves the world and everything that's good in it.

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Stacy's POV

"Queen!" I shouted from the bottom of the stairs. She came to the rails, looking down at me like a peasant with no form of urgency.

"Mother?"

"Little girl, don't mother me. Make me ask you something. Yuh want to keep visiting your father?"

"Yes?" she replied, dragging the word.

"The guh wipe of the yellow polish off the man's toes. Then you put all pink polka dot pon it. Something wrong with you?"

"Why do you think I did it?"

"Because nobody else nuh tormented suh. Guh wipe it off!"

"Fine, but he didn't complain," she said, hopping down the steps.

"That's because he can't talk and probably hasn't even seen it. Yellow Queen?"

"Isn't it his favorite colour and it goes so well against his skin."

Weh she come from? Every single day this pickney run up my pressure.

"His favorite color is green and gwan test me. Remember you don't get your punishment yet enuh, suh make it add up. Go wipe off my husband's toe."

"Your husband fell asleep during our pedicure session." I shot her a look and was about to grab her but my phone buzzed, causing distraction so she could escape.