I stared at myself in the mirror ,
I danced a bit in the mirror,
Aye bad girl , bad girl zeee
I felt someone at the back of me.......
"Jamal abeg leave me alone"
" 😲 "
He hugged my waist and I screamed
He quickly pushed me away , he realised I was playing and then hugged my waist even tighter
"Leave me alone joor "
He kissed my neck
"So your now forming fine girl"
" who am I forming for "
" me now , "
"Holding my waist , as of its your own "
I hissed trying to get a loose of his grip
" it's mine ........so correction it's my waist "
" but you haven't put a ring on it tho"
" I will in a few days "
By this time his grip on my waist was very loose. I got out his grip and ran to the bathroom and locked the door
Ha Masha Allah
*knock * *knock*
"Babe open the door "
"Why ?"
"Do you really want to know "
"Yes"
" ........I'm lonely in the room"
Can you imagine this boy , he doesn't have respect
" please now babe"
I opened the door out of pity
He stood at the door for a few then took to steps .
"abin da kuke so, you know I like my-"
He smashes his lips into mine
I feel like pushing him away but his lips were so warm and soft .
I knew this wasn't right.......
Well it didn't feel right so I guess it wasn't right....
I pushed him away and went to the reception in tears 😭
*Jamal's POV*
I expected a slap,
A lead to bed ,
A warning,
Or even
A kiss back
But she just ran away , like I do something wrong .
Was it wrong to kiss my fiancée?
I was trying to do away with her body or rape her , I mean I'm not trying to do that.
A/n
Hey guys
I know this was a short chapter
Trying to come up with ideas
Promise the next chapter would be longer next time.
❤️❤️❤️
Jamilah
