February 8th
Wednesday
8:27am

"Mom, momm" I hear Lemar shouts while shaking my body.

"Mmmm" I groan.

"I'm late for school y'know" he says sounding frustrated.

"WAKE UP!!!"

"Okay I'm up what time is it?" I ask with my eyes barely open.

"8:30am" he says pouting his lips and crossing his arms.

Oh shit...

"Lemar baby I'm sorry I overslept" I apologize as I get up and run to the bathroom.

I've been so exhausted lately taking on all these new assignments and still parenting Lemar.

It's too much but I wouldn't have it any other way, he deserves the best I could give him.

"I'll let the school know you're running late okay?" I shout from inside the shower.

Minutes later I'm dressed in a chocolate brown leather skirt that hugs my curves perfectly, a white ruffle top and nude heels.

I'm wearing my natural hair today, I washed it after work yesterday and didn't felt like installing a wig as yet.

I apply minimal makeup to my face and lipgloss onto lips, I need it to look natural as possible.

I have a curly Afro, my mom is Puerto Rican and my father is Guyanese. So I'll say I got my hair from both of them, a weird texture, hard to maintain which is why I wear wigs often.

I will leave my hair down until I get irritated and tie them up in a knot.

"Ate already?" I ask Lemar as we walk downstairs.

"Yes grandma left my breakfast in the microwave before she left for work" he assures me.

"Okay let's go then" I say grabbing my keys from the key holder next to the front door.

25 minutes later, Lemar is at school and I decided to stop at "The Portico Cafe" to get myself some breakfast.

I ordered a breakfast burrito and a mocha latte. They always seems to brighten up my mornings.

Lord knows I'll need it to keep up with these assignments. I reach to work in under 30 minutes.

I make my way to my office trying to avoid getting scold at by Fredrick for being late even though I'm mostly here before everyone.

I quickly open my door and close it behind me.

Knock knock

"Ughh is who did a coop me so" I sigh before answering.

"You may enter" I shout.

"Good morning Néyah" Fredrick greets.

So much for avoiding

"Good morning Mr. Johnson" I say in greeting.

"So are we up and running?" He hastily asked.

"Yes we are with little to no trouble" I assured him.

"Great I knew it was the best decision I've made when I hired you" he said bursting with excitement. I smiled widely and said thank you.

"Okay I'll leave you to it, bye dear" he said closing the door behind him.

Laaawd, just hope I don't disappoint Fred but I just can't get Dionnis off my mind.

His muscular shape.

His light brown eyes.

His pink plump lips.

His tattooed arms

I wonder if his dick is as big as his ego?

Lol Dutty gyal a dey so you mind gone? My subconscious chuckled.

I can't help it I've been celibate for so long. I'm sure most girls ask the same thing about the guy their crushing on.

My phone started ringing grabbing my attention.

"Lya babe" I answer.

"So girl you know Valentines a next week and we both no got no man so what we plan to do together?" She exaggerates.

"Lawd man Lya we can't just cool and leave that for the lovebirds?" I asked feeling annoyed.

Me really just want to cuddle up in my bed and watch tv enuh.

"No gyal we need to go OUTSIDDDE" she says emphasizing on the D.

Lya dramatic enuh.

"Okay Lya way we a go" I roll my eyes mainly because I know she can't see me.

"At a nice restaurant" she suggests.

"Me look like you man or sumn?" I asked because of the venue she choose.

"Might as well cause you're my heart enuh Néyah" she exclaims.

I sigh through the now quiet line because I really don't want to go out but I still don't want to disappoint her by saying no.

"I know and you're mine"

"Okay we'll go out for dinner just text me the final details" I said and hang up.

Dionnis
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Am I not attractive enough or something?

This girl literally acts as if I'm a villain. I mean I am but she doesn't know that besides whoever I target deserves it.

After seeing her yesterday I couldn't get her off my mind. She's the most gorgeous woman I ever laid my eyes on other than my mother of course.

She acts as if she's too good for a man or maybe it's just a front to keep men away. I surely think it's the latter.

Imagines of her cloud my mind not matter how hard I try to keep them at bay.

"Mr. Millar" my secretary shouts.

"I've been calling you for 3 minutes now, you zoned out are you okay?"

"Yes I am.. what do you need" I asked, holding in my annoyance.

"Mr. Johnson told me to notify you that Ms. Marshall would be popping in occasionally to check on the servers" she says fidgeting with her finger.

She's nervous. Why almost every woman that speaks to me gets nervous?

She wants to ask me something but it looks like she scared.

"Is that all" I asked ready to shoo her out of my office.

I would not date my employees, emotions are not good for business bare friggery does happen when feelings are involved.

"Uhh... yes that's all" she said pulling my door in a shift motion closing it.

"Dem gyal yah nah Lowe man yussi"

Ring Ring

I reached for my phone to see who was calling if it's not someone important I won't answer.

No feel fi di bagga chattings right now.

"Yes mother" I answer.

"I think your father is cheating on me" she sobs.

Mi neva talk bout dem ting ya wid me muma, I don't know what to say or how fi think.

"What makes you think that?" I tried.

"Him a come home late a night, more times after 2 inna di bloodclaart morning" her voice breaks.

Jah jah wah she a involve me in a dis fa...

"You know how things be sometimes the shipments come in later than expected" I tell her.

"Dionnis cut de fuckery yuh know sey a mi a the head of the Cartel so I know when, where and what we receive" she shouts.

For an Italian her Jamaican accent is very thick.

"Okay so wah me fi do?" cause me no bloodclarrt sure why she a bring me inna dis.

"Talk to him before mi kill di dutty man Dionnis" she says sternly before hanging up.

Jah know, mi thought me head chip but mi muma worst. People would think she's a sweet innocent lady but dem no know the devil side of her.

My father is actually the nicer one out of them both. My mom grew and raised in a Cartel family.

They're actually the most feared family in Italy and Jamaica. Both my mom and dad opened businesses globally to draw attention away from the millions they make illegally.

What's funny is my mom is a very powerful attorney. Best public disguise ever.

As for me...

I studied medicine and Business Management, I'm actually a certified surgeon by the age of 23.

I graduated from high school with honors at the age of 16 so me no dunce but I didn't choose the modest life I choose to follow in my mother's footsteps.

Be the King.

Protect my community.

Politicians no care bout we so mi had to step up to de plate.

The young people dem deserve to have a future.

I shake my head leaning back into my chair. I will call my father later but for now I have work to do.

I got up from my seat to attend our monthly financial meeting in the conference room closest to my office.

I stop in my tracks when I saw a curvy body, curly hair figure bending over doing something on secretary computer.

She look like Anéyah.

"There... done" I hear her say to my secretary.

Her ass is just poking out in that tight skirt.

Her body is so perfect and her ass is big and round could imagine how it will bounce when I give her some backshot.

My dick shifts in response to my dirty thoughts making me uncomfortable and I groan.

What is she doing to me?

I never fantasize about any woman. They are usually easy so I never had to try hard to get in their drawse.

Anéyah spins around and catches me staring and for some reason I can't look away.

It's like she have me in some sort of trance.

I take out my phone and dial Fredrick's number.

"Good day Mr. Johnson, I would like a contact for Ms. Marshall please" I asked sternly.

I never had to beg for anything in my life wah di fuck me a do..

"Is it for something work related?" He inquires and I'm a bit annoyed by him asking me questions is like him a fuck Anéyah.

"Yes I have a problem with my servers" I press and roll my eyes.

"Okay I'll send it immediately" he hung up and I walk down the hallway.

A few seconds after, I receive her number.

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Trying to get the hang of this but some juicy plot twists are coming up 🥴