THREE MONTHS AFTER
📍Hill heigh, Norbrook, St. Andrew
Friday, June 29th
KAECIE MIA MARTIN
11:20 am
Watching him go on and on about the decision he made to cut his hair last night as he spoke in his sexy morning voice.
He's so fucking handsome.
Now mi affi guh strap him up ina mi basement, why the people dem son suh good looking?
"Me send yuh fi guh dweet?" I said while snickering.
"Gwaan run yuh joke dem, soon mek yuh get a trim too," He said with obvious attitude in his voice.
"I just want to pinch your lips and make them swell in between my fingers." I said hopefully he would stay quiet.
"Just seh yuh wah kiss me and done, nah fi hide it," He said before chuckling.
So yeah we've been talking for a few months, he got me after we started texting and the texting turned into FaceTiming.
"Him mek har heart flutter in other words, her man her man."
Oh please.
"A come pick yuh up lata," I now see him in the mirror playing with his hair.
"I'm on house arrest, cya leff it," I lied flicking my lashes.
"Soon know if yuh can leff it or not, ready by 6:00 pm," was all he said before hanging up.
Ago just go outside ina mi granny frock and bed slippers fi spite him, he didn't even tell me where we were going.
Hearing knocks on my door, "Mia," my father said pulling the door open.
Suppose mi did naked.
"Daddy yuh cya just barge in suh, what if mi did ave somebody in here?" I questioned as I looked side to side.
"You weh hate man like poison? Wouldn't even put it past yuh fi deh wid a ooman."
"Angle yuh wid dah one deh lock di door pan him."
"Lock the door on your way out," I say pointing to the door as I rolled my eyes to walk back over to my bed.
"Joke man, hear yuh pan di phone, which badman yuh deh wid?" He came closer to sit beside me.
"Why yuh listen to mi conversation? People cya sex pan FaceTime in peace nuh more?" I said and he genuinely laughed.
The relationship with my father? perfect. He instilled in me from a young age that I could speak to him about absolutely anything.
He's chill.
"Know weh mi do to badman?" Inferring the fact that he's a prosecutor.
"Yes Daddy, but just because his voice is deep you can't assume he has something to do with illegal activity."
At least I assume...
"Bad man shi wah, bad man she need."
"Ah. Just a mek sure yav yuh head pan yuh body."
From our past calls, I have heard things but decided to not press the issue. Cya mek him feel like seh mi nuff.
Even though I am, sometimes.
"Yuh done day dream now?" He said snapping me back to reality.
A come him come fi talk off mi ears dem? What is the issue?
"Suh mi ave a case a come up, July 16th. Notorious gang leader or don, Zahir Banks. Since yah study law and dem ting deh, mi wah show yuh how the courthouse ropes work, especially wid a case weh big suh."
"Who is the defence attorney?"
"Peter Champagnie.." He said and those words rang inside my ears.
Zahir have money man, fi ave man top man like dem deh cost millions.
"Can you state the cases being brought against him?" He's always wanted me to follow in his footsteps to be a lawyer so this is a perfect opportunity, and one a dem pretty sumn deh fi add pan mi Law University applications.
"Charged on the accounts of more than 30 first degree murders, numerous counts of man slaughter, fraud, tax evasion, money laundering and drug trafficking."
An astonished look formed across my face and a large escaping my lips as I was too stunned to speak, literally.
Muss witch craft dah man yah work fi still deh a road and nuh lock up like Kartel who a serve life after one alleged murder charge.
"And he's still a free man walking?" This shows how corrupt the system is, cause why dem nuh ketch him yet.
"Money ting, the fuck up officer and lawyer dem get a whiff a big money cya get a word outta dem. Even with the chance to get slight evidence from witnesses, dem fraid fi talk cause dem know him ago kill dem."
"Trust mi, him police records are the most futile thing mi eva see ina mi career, but him untouchable yuh fuck."
"Does he have close relatives? Intimate family members?" I have no idea how someone could do such things without backlash and collateral damage surrounding their families, especially their children.
"Him married wid two pickney, him wife ina the game too from a longer time. Nobody nuh know the pickney dem because dem protected unda him, and we cya get nuh further information other than that," he said before getting up to leave.
I can't lie, the thought of that entire chase excited me, I might be crazy but thinking about is so erratic.
And although that was honestly a lot to take in, what's easing my mind is the thought of Jayce picking me up later.
Wishing he was here with me right now, why 6 o'clock affi deh suh far?
Feel mi body a get hot, cya tek dis.
"She wah feel ee cacky, hot oil a pump up ina har back."
Getting up to close my door bolting it with the locks, turning on my TV skipping immediately to spotify to play my music.
Summer is gon do it for me every single time.
Using my remote as a mic to sing along to every single lyric, turning my volume higher.
"What am I missing?"
"Seems like you gain more from a sugar daddy or a drug dealer."
"Keep playing, love is a losing game."
📍Melrose Avenue, Maxfield Avenue
The Trap House
JAYCE AMIRI BANKS
3:07 pm
Releasing the smoke from my mouth as Romeo and I sat on opposite couches talking.
"Deff? Like yuh nah hear properly hombre, drive round the wulla fucking Liguanea a look fi har."
"Neva try look the fi the lightest American b a one stop light?" He replied as we joked about my sister being lost in Liguanea yesterday.
Bout she gone spend night wid man, him shoulda kidnap har and mi help find the dead body.
Why him couldn't bring har home?
"Dat dead pan sight."
"Jayce shut the fuck up, I called your phone over 30 times and you refused to answer, only answering once saying your phone was dying and you left your charger, reach ina the car and his phone was fully charged on the charger," Jynesa said as she emerged from one of the rooms.
"Man nuh fi lie suh unuh too bad," She said taking a seat beside me.
"Can chat suh?" Releasing the smoke from my nose unto her she fanned it aggressively while coughing.
"Why yuh nuh guh suck Nasya and move from near mi," She said in defense.
"Shoulda record dis and play it mek shi hear, first plane to one a dem boarding school deh ina Alaska," I chuckled.
Romeo diverted to speak to Jyn as I ignored both of them to stare at the texts from my father.
Monsta:
Which bomboclaat lawyer ave up mi name?
Monsta:
Ago need yuh fi maths up dat fimme and tell mi wah gwaan.
Me:
👍🏼
Clearing the chat to hack into a secret government software after pulling up my laptop.
Receiving multiple errors as the attempts failed, Hissing my teeth in ignorance.
Using another unregistered laptop to gain access, a process which took more than 20 minutes.
Unblocking a six number code to reveal a wanted poster of my father.
Be on the lookout for this highly dangerous male suspect, Age 36, standing at 6 foot 4 inches, Muscular with tattoos often seen surrounded by armed components.
Skilled Marksman, Trained in combat techniques and International VISA holder.
My eyes travelled through all the words in bold letters.
Dawg wah see dis, bay bomboclaat ruption.
Tracing the poster back to the original creator.
"Tariq Martin, Attorney at Law, The University Of the West Indies"
Who di fuck dis? Big target him just place pan him back once dis send cross, laughing to myself.
"Nuh bada get off again, Bellevue nuh deh too close to ere suh weh we can guh drop yuh off yere," Jyn said slyly causing me to eye her.
Checking my phone to see the time realizing mi ave mi ooman fi guh pick up soon.
"Title a dash weh and the pussy nuh fling yet."
Closing the laptops and rising from the couch ignoring both Romeo and Jynesa to leave.
Him can bring har home when she ready, chat she love chat mek mi a leff har.
Sitting in my car before speeding off to the house to shower off the weed scent.
Pulling the door to my en suite bathroom dropping my clothes unto the floor.
First looking at myself in the mirror at my fresh haircut, shoulda neva cut dis fuck.
Soon grow back though suh mi nah fi too worry, twirling a piece of my hair into a mini curl.
5:37 pm
Putting my silver chain around my neck, dressed in all black.
Spraying on my Bleu De Chanel cologne on behind my ear, on my wrists, and oll over my clothes.
Leaving the house once again this time picking the black Porsche 911, reloading my gun before tucking it into my waist.
"Man dawkkkkk."
Finger kinda itchy from wah day yah, like the drugs weh dem start feed mi pan touch a next ting ina mi brain weh it nuh fi touch.
Pressing the remote unlocking the automatic garage doors, pressing the start button of the car causing the engines to roar.
Putting her location into the GPS, Pressing on the gas until I arrived at her house in Norbrook.
Me:
Outside
Resting my hand on the staring wheel as I waited for her to come out, seeing her seen the message and reacting with a heart.
Seeing her step outside closing the door behind, her hair flashing in front of her face as she brushed it to the side.
Rubbing my chin as I admired her walking to the car, watching as her hips swayed side to side.
Chewing on my gum and licking my lips once she pulled the car door to sit inside, locking eye contact.
Woulda pull dah likkle black sumn deh offa har and shub it ina har mouth while mi a fuck har.
The thoughts running wild inside my head, causing me to bite down on my bottom lip.
"Stop looking at me like that," A light blush and slight nervousness flashed across her face.
"Look good yuh fuck, cya stop look ma," I said and she smiled turning away.
"Cmere," my voice came out more huskier than intended as I grabbed her chin to turn her face to look at me.
Placing a small peck on her lips before she dragged me in deepening it, "Mind mi fuck yuh in front a yuh people dem place, watch it." I pulled away to whisper into her ear.
Seeing her bite the inside of her cheek to replace the blush shown on her face.
Resting my hand on the gear stick to change into drive, her eyes glued lowly on my hand seemingly staring at my veins.
Switching from that to placing my hand on her thigh.
KAECIE MIA MARTIN
6:28 pm
Watching as he drove with one hand on the staring wheel and the other on my thigh as he moved his hand in a caressing motion on my leg.
Right now mi want him fi drive back suh mi can guh change mi panty, him cya ave me a swim ina di likkle panty suh.
His cologne was ever so intoxicating, as it stood firmly inside my nose, enjoying every moment I have to smell him.
He's so handsome in his all black and his new cut, his silver chain..Feel like seh him know me a ovulate and a do dis out of spite.
Removing his hand for a quick moment, as he changed gears on the stick shift to swerve out of traffic, speeding up the speedometer increasing.
Sliding a smirk at me as he rolled my window down causing my mini dress to ride up on me.
"Why yuh suh awful shipit?" I say and he chuckles lowly.
Returning his hand to my thigh farther up than where it was before closer to my area.
His touch felt cold sending shivers through my body.
I know he felt the ripple on his finger as he moved accordingly teasing me, causing my body to tense up.
Turning into a parking lot still unaware of my surroundings.
He parked before stepping out to walk over to my side to open the car door for me to step out, his hand helping me out of the low seating car.
Turning his head to the side as he spun me around, Nuh know why him a try bruck the heel bottom dem.
Locking my arm with his, we walked into the building seeming like an upscale museum.
Neva know Jamaica ave dem tings yah.
"Like yuh nuh see is a rich man a wull yuh hand."
He whispered into my ears, "This local, upstairs we a guh," he lead me into the elevator as we entered an exclusive part with only the both of us.
"We've been expecting you Mr.Banks," The advisor said causing me to looking at Jayce as his last name ringing a bell deciding not to play too much into it.
Banks is a common last name, isn't it?
"So on the agenda for you and the beautiful young lady by your side, a private viewing of our exclusive exhibitions, along with a private dinner on the terrace overlooking the beautiful night sky and our exclusive amenities for our top guests, pleased to have you once again Mr. Banks and Ms. Kaecie."
He said and I smiled, Jayce remained unemotional, Leading us to the private exhibitions.
Showing us deep Jamaican history along with different cultures and International pieces such as artifacts from French Revolution and the Boston Tea Party.
Seeing archaeological structures such as ancient dinosaur bones.
Fascinated by everything so far, Jayce's hand inside his pocket as he mainly admired my every step, sliding glances at me every chance he could make.
After about an hour, we were seated on the private terrace, ordering food that was served to us by a private butler.
Expensive Champagne bottles graced our tables, as we poured some, Jayce and I once again locking deep eye contact as we faced each other.
"Why the fuck yah fi look suh good? Hm?" He questioned as his eyes were low and his voice was gruff pulling me into a trance.
Suh yah tell mi seh mi cya strip and tek off mi clothes right now?
Sipping on the champagne inside my glass as we stared over the balcony, hearing the camera click as I asked him to take a picture for me.
"Shit..." He muttered, "Look good fi a hot backaz right now," he said causing me to press my face against my hand smiling giddily.
The liquor coursing through me, feeling a slap on my ass he gripped it, before slapping it twice more.
He bent down to place kisses on my neck, his wet lips turning me on as I felt the heat in the moment, then feeling something else poking at my back thinking it was his boner but it felt mostly like steel.
About to ask a question, his phone rang hoping he would ignore it, he picked up on the first ring moving away.
"Yo," was all I heard before the rest was inaudible.
Taking another sip of my champagne, "We need fi leave..like right now," He said in a commanding manner.
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