"Seh bet mi fuck dah rass attitude deh outta yuh?" He threatens, choking me harshly while holding me against the door.
"Weh di badness gone Aysia? Jus seh bet nuh"
"Bet."
Gyal magnet Bayka aka Naldo finds attraction in a girl(Aysia) he met at taboo...
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Aysia Jelani Smith|22
London, England
A month after.
Since we returned from Singapore, exactly three weeks ago, Ronaldo has been acting cold and distant. We literally haven't had a proper conversation since last week. Legit feel like him a ignore me but mi nah force nuhn.
And these hormones don't make life any better.
But be so serious, yuh can have a fucking 7 months pregnant girlfriend and nuh pay har nuh mind? Wuss we live inna di same house??
Kiss mi fucking teeth.
Mi nah too medz Ronaldo enuh.
Him leff out from afta 2 dis mawning and a minutes tuh 4 inna di evening now and mi nuh hear fuck from him.
But as I say, Nah medz him.
Fake it till yuh make it yah tight hole.
Dmk!
Just then I heard Xanai scream out and I quickly got up, my motherly instincts kicking in as I rushed to her room.
One thing mi know, Xanai neva yet cry out suh yet!
Upon entering her room, I saw her wriggling around in her crib, her little arms flailing as if she was upset about something. I hurried over, concern washing over me as I leaned down to pick her up. "Hey princess, what's wrong?" I cooed, cradling her close to my chest.
Xanai stopped crying for a moment as I held her, but her little brows were still furrowed in frustration. I rocked her gently, trying to soothe her, but it felt like a heavy weight was pressing on my chest.
And she cyah even talk good fi tell mi wahm.
She talk enuh like she can seh wah she want but what she do mostly, a observe. Thats why I don't allow her to see certain stuff or even hear when me and Ronaldo are bickering. She's incredibly smart for her age, but yuh know how baby stay, dem cyah really explain exactly wahm.
I figured she was hungry and went to the kitchen before placing her into the high chair.
I grabbed a bottle full of breast milk and as soon as it came into her sight, she streatched her little arms out for it, earning a light chuckle from me.
My baby is so cuteeee.
As I handed it to her, she started suckling eagerly, her little face relaxing with each gulp. The frustration that had furrowed her brows seemed to melt away, replaced by a calm focus on the nourishing milk. I watched her, feeling my heart swell with love and relief.
