My phone rings seeing zahirie's contact I don't answer but pressed declined, he calls two more times I declined each time Turning off my read receipts also. I search up a random video on Pinterest with a couple it looks like me but it's not "Enjoying my man's company," I post it turning my phone WiFi off closing my phone I placed it down Laying down i felt a rush of excitement . Getting up I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for bed I hum Alkaline: Thug loving before exiting the bathroom i smile dancing around. I jump at the figure on my bed i touch the light switch "JESUS!," I exclaimed seeing an angry zahirie sitting on my bed with my phone in his hand. His eyes are red and low, he smells like a mixture of weed and expensive cologne Holding my chest as my heart pounds I don't move towards him. Getting up he comes over to me He grabs me by my throat not hard but so that I can feel a bit pressure "Who yah fuck wid,?" He asks his deep voice sending chills up my spine and down to my coochie. He reaches down touching my front He tilts his head "Betta," he says pulling away Weh him mean by dat? He grips my throat again giving me a look "Who dat yuh post,?" He asks as I don't answer he asks again this time voice getting deeper and grip tighter "A random video mi find," I say struggling to breathe he loosened his grip "Stop fuck wid mi yer," he says letting go of my neck moving towards the door "Suppose mi did ave man yah weh yuh woulda do,?" I ask he stopped turning towards me "Fuck around and find out," his tone is deadly and serious he sounds scary and the look on his face scares me "Turn on yuh WiFi and nuh decline man call ago call yuh as mi reach inna eh car doh mek eh phone ring out," he instructed leaving my room Not even a minute later he calls I answered on the first ring. His face comes in the camera as he smirks "Good girl," he stated driving off Wah kinda mad man dis mi go tek up pon mi head fada God?

"Mi cah fuck uh Riri," he said while pulling away from our heated kiss. Why? Was it because we're bestfriends? "Why not?" I breathed out heavily as he cupped my cheeks and rested his forehead on mine. He didn't answer me. "Gio?" I whispered his name. He pulled away and released me from his hold. "Yah virgin and mi wid fuck uh kill uh," he said darkly. Chills ran down my spine as he stared down at me.

"love lick ppl and cya tek it back" jay said rubbing his shoulder "mi nuh suppose to take it back"

"ɪ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. ʏᴏ ʙᴀᴅ."

"What's wrong with you?" She asked making me shrug. "Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled before storming out the room mi know.

A JAMAICAN LOVE STORY🇯🇲!! And the look in there eyes makes it known that they're love will be long lasting. This story is the development and complexities of a romantic relationship between two or more characters, exploring themes of love, connection, and the challenges of relationships,love is a deep, complex, and multifaceted emotion that can be experienced in many forms. At its core, love is a strong feeling of affection, attachment, and care for someone or something. It can be romantic, platonic, familial, or even self-directed. Love is not just an emotion but a force that motivates actions, shapes relationships, and will bring them together.

𝓜𝒚 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬....... An original Jamaican love story ◻️◻️◻️ • Preview✔ "Breda just go fuck off respectfully." I hissed in annoyance. He braced me against the wall "nuh fuck yuh self, and doh call mi nuh breda." That's so funny. • Introduction✔ ● Ajay a high school student he's a heartthrob, popular playboy or is he. ● Bella a high school student whose bestfriend's with the popular heartthrob, what happens when feelings circulates between their friendship, read to find out. ⚠WARNING⚠ Mixture of patios and standard English✔ Sexual/Mature themes✔ ◻️◻️◻️ Ranking🏆 #1 Mixup🥇 #1 Mixture🥇 #1 Highschoolexperience🥇 #2 Youngwriter🥈 #3 Patwa🥉

ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴜᴍᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ?

Zurianne never imagined that saving her mother's life would cost her own freedom. Forced into an arranged marriage with Christopher Whyte the infamous Jamaican Don feared by many,she braces herself for a life of cold stares and ruthless commands. But when she meets him on their wedding day, he isn't the monster she expected. His eyes hold secrets, his touch isn't cruel, and for a moment, she wonders if the rumors were wrong. But Christopher is not a man to be deceived. Beneath his tailored suits and calm demeanor lies a heart as cold as steel. He knows exactly why Zurianne is here his wealth, his power, his connections. Love is out of the question, and trust? Impossible. She may wear his ring, but she'll never have his heart. In a world where loyalty is everything and betrayal is a death sentence, Zurianne must decide: play the game or risk losing everything, including the man she swore she would never love.