DENIQUE COOPER 23
Ok, sir has out done himself. Place nice, and I am absolutely in love with the aesthetics.
I am amazed.
Not just only with the restaurant but also with that fine piece a specimen in front mi. Damn! Marcia son fine fine. He was wearing a black tailored with a simple matching gold chain and watch set and on his feet a pair of black dessert Clarks. I could smell his cologne, and it must name Money cause him smell rich.
Me affi go upgrade him to 'Potential Man" cause a girl could get use to this.
"Girl, stop exalt yuh self yuh know seh you want him in a more ways than one."
Yeah, I do. I want him but him will never know that...
Rule number 1 don't own a man unless him own yuh.
"That's a fact." My subconscious replied.
A waiter came by, and I looked at her name tag, and it read Shea-Ann. She looked at my man and smiled.
Yes, my man, don't @ mi. Mi ago start claiming him now. Even though mi fraid, these men are embarrassing.
"What happened to rule number 1?"
Screw rule number 1 a yam head season. Ask Stefflon Don.
"Good evening, Sir. Are you ready to get started on appetizers?"
Suh mi nuh exist? Wahmm to my good evening?
"Not yet, give us a minute." He said, and she walked away.
I looked around, and I was amazed. The restaurant was really beautiful. From where it's located, I can see all the town lights... just wow.
Dwvorn rented it out, so we were the only ones here. The aesthetic of the place is magnificent.
I looked at him and saw that he was looking at me.
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Happy with my Boss
Romance"Dwvorn, mi a yuh secretary, yuh think it appropriate fi we a suck out tongue and a gwaan suh?" " Mi look like mi give a fuck wa people wa think?"