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Long chapter ahead. Peace before the storm🤌😫.

Emogi's will be in this chapter, let me know if you can see them.

Dominic drove, the chatter continues between him and Paris. They were discussing traveling and different places that he have been to. They were comparing Italian food and Jamaican food. Paris was in awe as she listens; completely forgot about her tablet.

Mid way in a sentence; A message came in on Amari's phone and she excused herself before checking.

It was a message from Brianna.

'I fucked up sis😭,' It reads, and Amari sits and watched her typed.

'I told Zendi I love her but she ain't saying nothing'

'👀you think she love me back? 🤔 Maybe I was too quick to say it we all know Zendi doesn't have a heart🥺😒'

Amari grinned, because she knew Zendi. Whether she had didn't had a heart before, she knows she had one now.

'Just give her time am sure she'll come around 😘 doh stress girl'

'🤦😒🚶you don't stress either bun di Bwoy tek white hood yah or it nuh white caz mi not even know'

A laugh escapes her lips, her companions eyes bored through her and she whispered,"My friend Brie."

'I don't know if it white either 🤔🤣🤌'

'Zen knows you guys fucked so doh lie to mi Amari 😕 We listen but we don't judge'

She wanted the tell them herself, when she was free enough to leave Cals. Now slide glancing at her daughter's excitement she wonders how she'll say it.

Her chest burns at the thought before she sighs and shook it off.

'Him fuck Good? I remembered when Anuty Joan did a seh Dem cah fuck 🤣,'

'He fucked me from behind and yes he fucked good😫,'

'Dats what am talking bout, now I be missing Zen😒, him hood big? '

'But Zendi nuh have Hood girl and why yuh wah know bout him hood fah?👀😁'

'She ago get one soon 😝 but ano my problem she have strap, dildo, tougue and fingers and she juss Oh God🥴🥵🤤'

'🏃‍♀️ I'on wanna hear no more Goodnight'

'Mi just wah know if he doing it right no short hood around here and I on business bout yuh man hood,'

' Queeny Voice' you wah know what hood do me? Can I tell you what hood do me? If you don't see let somebody bloodclaat tell you🤣'

'Its good to see that you are healing, baby,' Amari Responded and laughed. She ignored the stare from Paris and smiled harder. She's healing, she's more funny now and she's no longer sulking or sending her ticktock links to express her depression.

Now to think of it she starts to think they all knew each other differently.

She places the phone on areoplane mode smiling.

"Am glad you are happy. I want to meet this Brianna that makes you smile like this," Dominic said. Lowly.

"She makes me smile but you make me do other things," For the life of her she never knew she would say something so wild.

Dominic brings out the beast from inside. She's never been fucked like that before and she's dreaming on having him inside her again. Their sexual tension have been a battle since they met and it's more high than ever before now that she got a feel of him.

She glanced up to see him turning in the the Porsche.

She sat up straight to admire the area.

The mansion had a black gate to it. It slowly opens and she heard Paris said "Wow."

"Do you owned part of Kingston? I've never been to this side before," She leans and looked behind her as they pulled up in the yard.

"I own places but this isn't my original house, remember, that I don't live here."

"So who lives here?" She asked, about to open the door and step.

"Don't move."

For a moment she became confused, her limbs jumps in excitement to step out and explore the area.

"I owned half of it, the rest belongs to my father."

He got out and walked around to her side, he opens the door for her and her mouth fell open. Such simple treatment she got only on special osscsaions, which was rare.

"What is it?"

"You are opening the door for me?" She asked. "Thank you," She took up her her purse, and phone; offered him a hand and he held it and closed the door behind.

"My pleasure Prinicesspa," He leaned and whispered to her ear. His scent engulfs and she swooned.

He Walks to the other side and opens the door for Paris as well.

"Thank you," Paris said. "Wow, it's bigger than ours Mommy. It's so pretty."

Amari stood and, "So all of this is basically yours?" She asked.

"Who owns a water fountain Infront of their house in Jamaica?"

"I don't know, but I do."

"Cars! Mommy cars!" Paris runs off to the opposite direction.

"Mine yuh drop, careful!" Amari attempt to follow her, but she was pulled back.

"That side has lawn grass, she likable won't hurt herself over that side. As soon as she reaches the car she will slow down."

"How do you know that? She's a track star," She tends to pull off again but, was pulled backwards.

"When someone is excited they tend to rush things at first before slowing down," He whispers.

"You are an ass," She smiled and walked to where Paris runs to.

His voice came out playful, "You have a nice one yourself."

He compliments her. She felt on the moon.

She stopped short when she stood.

There was a red Ferrari. A black ranger rover, a black BMW, a black Tesla, and a sleek, black Maserati Ghibli.

Lined up with their backs to her.

They glistened under the light. Brand new and sleek. A light green racing car, a Lamborghini Huracán STO Verde Scandal, she didn't know the name, but she knew she had seen it somewhere before.

Paris was bend looking at the Tesla Wheels.

"Don't touch it, don't touch any of them."

She said, knowing she'll mess them up with her hand prints.

She heard his foot steps coming behind her, then it stops. He slightly steer her away from the cars, "It's okay, her hands won't dent anything."

"Are you sure?" She asked, uncertainty strong in her voice. She knows how curious Paris is.

What if she breaks one of the mirrors?

"Am sure, Paris?" He asked. The way he said 'Paris' any one would think he was talking the place. His accent heavy on her name.

Paris was now bent, hands on her knees looking at the car, she thought she saw somewhere.

"Were you here two years ago, for Christmas?"

He nod. He rest a hand on her back and Stuck the other in his pocket.

"You were at a race event, right?"

Bike race was supposed to be the next week, but someone kept a car race party. She remembered Brianna was the one who invited her. Zendi was excited to go but Brianna didn't want her to go alone. They pulled her from her sleep, claiming she was too stuck up, that they needed to live again and that was why she went. The tickets were quite expensive, but she didn't mind. It was the biggest party She had ever went to. She never saw the face of the driver but the light green car; she never forgot. She had felt like she knew who was driving it but she didn't know any racers.

She had strug it off and now she knows why.

"You were there."

"It was you."

They said in union.

"What did you do with money you won?"

"I Gave it to charity."

"Aww, that's so sweet of you."

He cringe at her and she slaps at his arm, playfully, "No you are not sweet, you are a monster."

"Now that's better, Paris it's time to go."

He was not a monster in her eyes, but she knew half the reasons why he sees himself as one.

It felt like a sin, wanting him yet stills she can't stop herself from sinning.

He was forbidden goods, yet still she wants him.

Upon stepping up to the entrance; they entered inside. It was even more beautiful. The inside seiling held a gold chandelier. A silver stairway lead up the stairs and the whole foyer had a masculine energy. It's of black atheistic.

"Am going to let you young ladies have a shower. In a few minutes someone will bring night wear over and I'll be in the kitchen, lead the way ladies," His voice came out curt and they lead the way and he follows.

He shows them the bathroom, and how to use the shower. The bathroom had a bathtub separated from the shower and she sets the water for her and showed her the towel.

"My sister normally visits on weekends, so, I think I might find some shower gell somewhere-" He opens cupboards and hand each of them separate shower gells.

He gave them towels before hand a another one to Amari.

"Maybe you'll like to wash your hair, I don't know, but here you go."

"Thank you, we don't need two shower gells by the -"

"It's fine, Paris, look at me."

Holding the shower gell in her hand she swings her arms and looks up at him, "Yes Sir?"

"Call me Romano. This is yours, but keep in mind that, you should be ? What's the big word?"

"Mommy? what's the Big word?"

Amari opens her mouth to answer but held up a finger to her, causing her to shut up.

"Pretend mommy isn't here, it's just you and me. What's the big word? You should be ? You shouldn't finish this by doing what?"

"Not finishing it?"Her nose crunches up and she frowns.

"What's does that means?" He stoops to her level and she looks down at him.

"Responsible?"

A grin forms on his lips and Amari noticed how he holds himself back from hugging her, "Good girl!"

He offered her a high five instead.

He stood up and showed Amari where new tooth brushes are.

"I'll be in the kitchen. Rags, shampoo, moisturizer, whatever necessity you might need are in the cupboards. When you are finish, combos of what you'll like to wear along with pajamas for Paris, will be in the bed room two rooms away from this. Do you need anything else?"

"No, thank you," Amari smiled softly at him. He's such a great host. She feels as if shes at a hotel, not even room service does this much.

"Be careful with the shower head, Paris, and Amari?"

"Yes?"

He stopped at the door and said, "Tell her, show her what to do, but don't help. You shouldn't be Helping all the time."

Animosity builds between in her chest as she grits her teeth and physically fold her lips.

'Not Infront of Paris,' She thought.

The shower was heard pouring and Paris laughter followed. She shoves her head through the shower glass and waves her soapy hand. She closes back the shower glass and Amari rushes to towards her, but was pulled back. Dominic points at the bath tub with an index.

"Bathe."

She fumes before she starts to strip.

"Have you removed your clothes Paris?"

"Yes, mommy, "Paris giggles.

"She needs a mother, not a slave. She needs independencey in her life. If you show her what's need to be done you have to trust she'll do it and likely if she doesn't know she will ask you. You are not a bad mother, so she won't be scared to ask you anything. If you continue to run at her Everytime then you won't have time for yourself and she won't learn anything by herself. Check in on her when she's half through."

"When did you become a preacher or a dad?"

"I had a mother who died, a sister who had an obseente father. I had to step in. If am over stepping, let me know, but I can't tie my hands and watch you grew old at such a young age."

He glances at the shower glass before he pulled her in by her throat.

He lowers his head to ear and whispered," I need you with strength when am fucking you again."

"I thought you said you won't be-" Before she could finished she was interrupted with a kiss. A kiss that sent heat through her. She clungs to him as the need rushes through her veins.

She kicks the jeans roughly from her legs and pushes herself on him. The towel fell from her shoulders as she grips him by the back of his hair.

Their tougue clashes and that's when he slightly releases her.

A smirk play on his lips and he points at the shower glass, before slowly closing the door behind him.

She was left hot and bothered, and she wonders what the night has to offer.

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Thoughts?- Dominic, Dominic, Dominic. Ladies? This is to show you; If a man wants to be willing, if a man wanted to would🤌🥴

Am working on the peace for these two.

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