Moving to the innercity of Jamaica is not something that any "country" girl is prepared for. Especially this feisty introvert. She had always been digusted by the "cruffs" who call themselves "badman". Hell, she's disgusted by men in general! "Nuh mix with dutty bungle", we always hear.... but I think we all know this: life doesn't always go exactly how we plan it.

Dejah has never been an outspoken person. Some see her as an introvert, and some see her as a nerd. Her timid nature makes her look weak, and her viridity makes her soft. Or is this all a facade to hide who she truly is? As the quote says, "Looks can be deceiving."

Dilara Caesar moved to Stanford Hill after going to a private school her whole life, she wants to live her senior year as a normal high school student. The Giovanni's are one of the most dangerous mafia groups in California, but no one in their school knows that. Dilara crosses paths with Adriano Giovanni and her plans of having a normal senior year go up in flames.

He turned a church girl into his personal freak.

*This story starts off right where Dilara ended, so if you haven't read that I recommend that you do and then come back to this book xx* **************** It's been two years since everything fell apart and He didn't really let her go. Dilara is growing and getting stronger everyday, plotting a way to trap Adriano and make him pay. 'He ruined me, and it's only fair that I return the favour.' Adriano has the same plans. Dilara is weaving her way into his head and he wants to get rid of it once and for all. Things are also stirring between these two mafias, big bad things. Who can be trusted? And who will make them pay with their lives?

It all started with a Don and a college girl. Mysterious actions always takes place or should I say coincidence? "Cut out them dutty style deh yuh hear. You nuh know 'No?'' I say to him. Check out I promise you won't regret it. Out of Many one people that's our Motto🇯🇲.. [Preview Chapter 9..] I pulled the door seeing him in his towel tucked around his waist. My eyes trails down to his perfectly shaped V line. A lil smile formed on my face. Riah? Riah! Bout innocent look at you. He walk over to me and lifted my chin causing me to stare right in his eyes as our eyes went back and forth. "You like wha yuh see?" He ask teasingly. I nodded. Riah?! Shi why mi just nod? "No- ye- shi never mind" I say frustratingly as I look down. He lifted my chin once again. This time I didn't look in his eyes I look down his V line. He chuckled. He lifted me and place me on the counter, he then took the clothes out of my hands and place it next to me. He held the back of my head and leaned me in for a kiss. He sucks my bottom lip gently and slowly as I let out the softest moan ever. What is this feeling. Love So fast? Your new to love No it's not love I can't fall for him so quickly. His hands went under my saree as he rubs my legs. I pulled away, "let me change first?" Stay Reading.. Follow to be a Star_Reader⭐ This story is written in Standard English and Jamaican creole also known as Patois/Patwa. I don't own the right to any of the photos used in this story. They all came from pinterest and Google. It's an enjoyable story. Must read!