Beauty And The Jamaican Don Novels & Stories

If he really wanted to make up for all the bad things he did, then he had a very long way to go. I had just finished applying my lipgloss when I heard a knock from outside the door. Lucy looked at me and then at the door. She opened the door and Baron walked in. I turned to look at him and was awestruck. Baron was indeed very handsome, as much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny that fact. He had beautiful hazel brown eyes and a jawline that was sculpted to perfection. And the man sure knew how to dress. I realised that he was staring at me longer than he should have. It made my heart flutter a little.

Tasha asked Chris. “I promise to explain everything to you soon. But you need rest. We are leaving in the morning.” “But…,” Tasha protested. “Listen to him, get some rest,” Edith chimed in. Tania’s eyes landed on the dark-skinned beauty. “Hello, you must be Edith.” “Yes, I am.” “I see why my son was so captivated by Jamaica. You’re gorgeous. Care to take a walk with me?” Tania asked. “Sure. We can grab coffee in the cafeteria.”

Silk drapes flowed across skeletal beams, chandeliers hung on chains, and candles flickered in every crevice, spilling light onto cracked stone as if to say, "even ruins can become sanctuaries of beauty." Talana, now wearing the title of Dona Sanchiano, stood in front of a gilded mirror within one of the surviving chambers. Gianna fussed with the final folds of her veil, smoothing the lace with hands trembling from excitement. “You look like vengeance dressed as a bride,” Gianna whispered, her eyes glistening. Talana let out a soft laugh. “And that’s not terrifying at all?” Gianna shook her head. “No, it’s perfect, because vengeance is what built this night, and love is what will carry it fo

She was at the beach. “I’m at the beach. Jamaicans are really nice people. I love it here”, she said excitedly. “I’m glad”, he replied. “When are you getting off work? I miss you”, she pouted her lips. “In a few minutes, baby”. “Yay! I met Omar today. Omar say hi”, she said and turned the phone to a dark skinned man with dreadlocks. He had a muscular build and could pass as a man in his late twenties. He felt a twinge of protectiveness sprouting up.

Axelina smiled at Amar. "Morning, Honey. I want to make cookies. Later, I will tell Adam to give these cookies to Lexon.” said Axelina excitedly. Amar gasped in shock to hear what his wife said. Because how could his wife send Adam to Netherland just to give cookies to his son. Amar shook his head at what his wife was doing at this time. But seeing the happiness that shines on his wife's face, Amar blindly does not have the courage to forbid what his wife wants. Amar chose to sit at the pantry table while staring at his wife who was making cakes. Amar will try to keep a smile on his wife's face to keep looking happy. Even though he had to give his all for the wife he loved so dearly.

Tamara said with a straight face as both Marco and Francesca choked simultaneously. “What?” Rosa blinked as her mouth fell open. “Just joking of course,” Tamara winked at Mrs Donatelli and took a sip from her wine glass. “My company, Suta Beauty, collaborated with his beauty company. That’s how we met,” “What a terrible joke,” Rosa hissed, offended. “Well, I suppose I should be glad you focused your seducing talents on that man rather than my Mío Figlo,” “Mrs Donatelli,” Tamara warned and rolled her eyes.

Laying in front of me is the god-danmed man I was going to get married to tomorrow having sex with the least person that could come to my mind, Rebecca! How.. could he, I couldn't even move it seemed like something held me back, and I just watched Jonah thrust into Rebecca with her moaning with her mouth open, with my hands trembling over my lips. “ I'm marrying the stupid girl ‘cause she…” then he thrust in again and Rebecca jerked up and held onto him tight. “ she's oblivious, and most foolish American I had ever.. uh oh my god.. I have ever met” I watched as Rebecca smiled slowly at what Jonah just spat out of his mouth, and my heartbeat dropped but I just couldn't move.

“You didn’t steal me. He threw me away.Something moved behind his eyes. Quick. Hot. Gone. In my world, it doesn’t matter what’s true. It matters what people believe. And right now, Marcus Hale is telling every man with a gun and a grudge that I took something of his.Is that a problem For him,Yes.He took the omelet. Ate it standing up, the way he did everything efficient, purposeful, like even breakfast was a task on a list he’d already optimized. When he finished, he set the plate down and looked at her with the same directness that had pinned her to that desk last night.I’m giving you a choice,he said. Stay. Help me take apart his entire operation, piece by piece, until there’s nothing left

After all, Bellamy must have to get revenge for the insult that he had suffered for today. “Dad, don’t worry. We will make every efforts to have the doctors treat you. As for that bitch, we’ll allow to give us the orders personally!” Jonald Donquite said beside his fathers side. Bellamy was coughing so much that he was in the verge of fainting. He could barely catch his breath. His eyes were wide open as his gaze was constantly focused outside. He was looking on the direction where Anne’s plane had left. .......... “So your saying that the Donquite family was humiliated today?” in a dark room, an old voice could be heard. “Yes. I heard that the Grandson Joshua managed to capture Bellamy Donq

He is going to make things to be difficult for me. I walk to the reception area and take my messages heading to my office. I pull a chair to sit down behind my desk. "Ma'am I love those bottoms you are rocking today,"he says. He flicks his weave sitting down on the other end of the table. "What does Jamaica want from ma'am this morning?"I ask busy typing on my laptop. "Nothing,"he says. "I know you Jam Jam. When you start to compliment my shoes. It means you want something,"I say