"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.

Even though I don't look up right away, I feel him. His presence shifts the air, makes it heavier, like the sky right before a storm. A shiver runs down my spine, but I shake it off. I can sense he's here to handle our unfinished business, and I know he won't hold his tongue this time, not without our audience from earlier to keep him in check. "Why yuh really come back Jodie?" He's blunt, as always, and I can tell he's revving up for a fight. Him lucky. "I love Ms. Iva and I respect her for what she does, but dem neva send yuh gah school fi sell yam dung a market...Why'd you leave Kingston?" "I told you already, I'm using my PTO Knox" I dispose of the water into the grass, setting the wash basin up against the tank. He scoffs. "Liad, yuh done tell dah one deh already, betta yuh come up wid a next one." His eyes are daring, challenging me to come clean, but I can't. "Why you cyaa juss believe me? What's so suspicious about me needing time away from work?" I push past him, not yet ready to dive so deep into the unknown. He grabs my wrist, pulling me into his chest and trapping me there. The warmth of him seeps into me, setting off a fire under my skin. He doesn't ease up, but the pressure does something to me that I can't shake. I tell myself to take a step back, create some space, but I don't. I won't. "Because me know yuh, Jodie. Better than I know myself. I know you..." He presses his index fingers to his heart, his breath shallow as it cascades across my collarbone. "I thought we were better than this, I thought we could tell each other anything" I shake my head, my eyes closing as I inhale his scent, it's uniquely him. It's dangerous how familiar it is, how it makes my chest ache. I hate him for making me feel like this, I hate myself for wanting to be even closer than we are now.

I was so out of it that I didn't even notice when the stoplight switched from yellow to red. Struggling to act on my fight or flight, I have no choice but to run straight into the car in front of me. Oh fuck. Just one of those fucking days... Thankfully, the impact isn't fatal, but it's far from pretty. I exit my vehicle, ensuring to put my car in park before hopping out, the person from the car in front jumps out at the same time. A tall man begins to storm towards me, his brows furrowed as he takes long strides in my direction. Boy look cute and neat eesi... Why did we have to meet like this? "A buy yuh buy yuh license?" he screams at me with rage. Well, that's not nice. Tek back everything me just seh. "It was clearly an accident, mi did distracted" I tell him, trying to defend myself. Mi shame. The road is active around us, drivers are blowing their horns or peeping their heads through their windows to take in the scene. "Distracted? Aye lady, a who teach yuh fi drive?" he asks, a humorous yet frustrated smirk on his lips. Clearly a blind man.

feelin like ecstasy ...

" 𝘈𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 "

Emi Petrov is the daughter of a Russian mafia leader and a Japanese Mafia leader. She's well known as the She Devil, most fear her while others take her as a joke, the ones who take her as a joke are the fools who don't make it out alive. Emi works for both her mother and father traveling between Russia and Japan. While in Russia with her mother, she gets assigned a task to infiltrate a Italian mafia and learn all the secrets of the mafia boss. Emi accepts of course but soon realizes she wasn't infiltrating just any Italian mafia, she had to infiltrate Lorenzo Larusso's mafia also known as the Mafia King. This wasn't gonna be an easy task since Lorenzo has major trust issues and a family who looks out for him, and lets not forget he basically runs the world. One wrong move and she's dead.

"Too nuff too likkle bit and nuff"

~ I see something with us more than fucking but am distracted every time u touch me ~ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 : 16 ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ ᴛᴀɴʏᴀ Hᴇɴᴅᴇʀsᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛs ʀᴏᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ sᴜʙsᴛɪᴛᴜᴛᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ 𝑴𝑹 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑲𝑬• 𝒂𝒔 ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘ sᴏ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴀs ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜs ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs• •ᴊᴀᴍᴀɪᴄᴀɴ ʙᴏᴏᴋ •ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʀᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴀsᴋ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs •ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴛs •.ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ • ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ (ᴀʟᴏᴛ) •ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ(ᴀʟᴏᴛ)!!!