Born and raised in Kingston Jamaica , Jada Campbell is anything but, your typical upper class town girl . In fact she prides herself on being down to earth, with a good head on her shoulders and a person who would rather spend her time focusing on life and her goals , a go getter , so when she applied for the position as a PA she surely never thought it would come with the popular ladies man and Jamaican hot, new dancehall artist, Sinna AKA Andre Wilson.
After finally managing to escape his utterly hellish and abusive household, Andre Wilson is determined to make a name for himself. With a burning hunger for success and a passion for music, he gets entangled in the toxic , dangerous and money hungry world of guns and drugs in the determination to gain financial stability to kick-start his music career. His music is the only thing that is important to him , not the 5feet 7inches ,hot mouthed Jada Campbell that he is determined to stay away from.
Force to be in each other's lives due to the circumstances of his career , Jada and Andre must find a way to mentain a strictly professional relationship but, neither can deny the overwhelming, intense attraction that exists between them but, Andre comes with a past , a past that is more dangerous than Jada is prepared to handle .
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.
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[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?"
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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!