ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ

Cross

Lamáya POV
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Zyairie has been clingy since I told him about the whole situation

He doesn't leave my side everywhere he goes he brings me always making sure I'm alright 24/7

I love it but I feel sheltered the exact reason why I didn't want to say anything

I hate feeling like I'm a kid

I don't know what to do if I'm too silent he worries if I go anywhere he follows

I'm currently watching the tv with zy laying on my chest rubbing my stomach

I have no idea why he's doing that

I'm not pregnant

"Zy my breast are sore," I say as he continues to play with them

"Babe," I whine

He stops playing with them but continues holding them I smile such a baby

And him kill people

"Mi love yuh," he whispers

"I love you too," I say smiling

His phone rings he hiss not moving it stops after a while and rings again

I move to get it but he squeeze my breast hard making me yelp in pain

"Ouch z," I say

"Mek it ring," he mumbles closing his eyes

It rings again making zyairie hiss his teeth

"Answer it ," he says as I take it up seeing a females name

I feel a ping of jealousy

"Here," I say handing him the phone

"Answer it no," he says hands still in my shirt holding onto my breasts

I answer putting it on speaker

"Boss I've been calling you for how long," a female says in a panic voice zyairie eyes fly open as he takes his hand out my shirt taking the phone from me

"What happened," he asks not taking the phone off speaker

"They destroyed the warehouse took everything," she says

Zyairie face changes oh shit

"Wah,!!?" He shouts

"Which one,?" I ask

"The one in ocho rios," she says as we hear an ambulance In the back

"And boss they shot-" she stops zyairie sits up

"Talk," he says squeezing the phone

"They shot Dylan's brother," she says as zyairie grunts

I get up touching his hand trying to get him to release the phone he unwraps his hand

"Dylan is already on his way here," she says

"Whatever you do don't let him do anything," zyairie says

"Deh pon mi way," he says hanging up

Wait him a leave?

Before I could say anything he turns to me

"Pack fi couple days," he says as my eyes widen

Wait he's bringing me

"But it's business," I say

"Lamáya," he says sternly I get the drift and drop the situation going to pack even though I don't have any clothes at his house

Weh mi fi pack? Him clothes?