He only offered silence and smooth turns. But somewhere between late-night pickups and quiet glances in the rearview, a young woman with big dreams finds herself falling for the last man anyone would expect.

A Jamaican love story. Buried beneath textbooks and late-night study sessions, Kimalie Andrews seems like any other determined premed student but life has other plans for her. In the quiet chaos of clinical rotations and midnight reflections, she crosses paths with a man cloaked in power, influence, and unnerving charm. He's a figure of respect in places most wouldn't dare wander... and he sees something in Kimalie that even she can't explain. As their worlds begin to intertwine, so do the dangers and not everything is as it seems. In the quiet hills of Montego Bay, their relationship starts to feel less like love and more like a tug-of-war-intense, messy, and hard to walk away from. Out there, far from the noise of the city, it's just the two of them... and all the things they don't say. PURE FICTION!!

In the passenger seat of a sleek black Audi, I sat fuming, arms crossed tightly against my chest. A tense silence hung in the air as he drove. The rain smacked against the windshield a rhythmic tapping doing little to ease the heavy atmosphere between us. "Why won't you just talk to me?" I burst out my voice breaking the quiet, taut with frustration. He glanced at me briefly his expression unreadable before returning his attention to the road. "I'm driving," he replied gruffly his tone clipped and indifferent. I glared at him, my anger bubbling hotter. "You nah talk to me?" His grip on the steering wheel tightened but his voice remained calm almost too calm. "It's not a big deal." "Not a big deal?" I shot back, "Either you talk or let me outta this car." He mumbled something under his breath, the first crack in his facade of calmness. "Yuh being unreasonable," he said, his tone sharp now. My eyes widened in disbelief. "Unreasonable? Mi just ask fi yuh talk to mi! Is it really too much fi ask fi a bit of communication?" The tension snapped like a rubber band. "Betta mi jump outta dis car," I said, my hand darting for the door handle. In an instant, he locked the doors as he slammed on the brakes. The sudden stop jerked me forward, the seatbelt the only thing keeping me from hitting the dashboard. "Nuh mek mi affi do something mi will regret Kim" he mumbled, shaking his head his laugh low and unamused. "Do it! if yuh think yuh bad!" I shot back meeting his gaze without flinching. He turned his head sharply toward me, his eyes narrowing. Before I could even register what was happening, he leaned forward.......

"yo, guh siddung" he said as I rolled my eyes, him really feel mah guh listen to him " Weh yah guh do beat mi" I said as he walked over to me putting his hand around my neck slightly squeezing it " Weh mi seh?'

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six years, two kids and a bunch of nieces and nephew later Britney and Kahlil's love is going strong or is it? old foe's and new enemies threaten the gang and the several bonds built.

They say love is beautiful if it is unexpected and real but I am learning that even the unexpected love can be harmful to us..............

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"Just try fi nuh mek nuh noise" he said Him wikid In one swift move my shorts was off along with my panty He began kissing me again as his hand went down to my vagina He dipped one of his fingers inside of me "Mhm" His thumb played with my clit making my back formed an arch again Placing another finger inside of me I moaned lightly I tried not to moaned as he twist and turned his fingers inside of me With a few more strokes I came all over his fingers "Geo" I whispered moan

Life is filled with detours and dead ends, trials and challenges of every kind. Each of us has likely had times when distress, anguish and despair almost consumed us. - Russell M. Nelson