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His Favourite Addiction

She's annoying but I love her. She's my baddie, my desire...I'm consumed with love, driven with passion to taste and want her.... I'm madly in love with her....craving her love. Of all the things I crave for and I'm addicted to....none is compared to my most favourite one...her. Marvlyn, my favourite addiction.

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Time out with Naomi

I wake up to the sound of pots...probably coming from the floor right below this one. Who could it probably be? I ask myself forgetting about Marvlyn for a while.

I get off the bed and walk to the bathroom. I get my brushing done in a couple of minutes or more and I wash my face before leaving my room.

I take the stairs to the floor below this one. The stairs....yes the stairs. I just felt an extraordinary need to use the stairs this time. My eyes dart across the room when I step in. I was about going to the fridge to get some orange juice when my eyes stumbled upon something....or rather someone. She has tiny waist and looks really sexy in her nightie. It's a transparent white gown, that stops high u her laps...she wasn't putting on anything inside. Her hair was packed in a messy bun. Fuck! She's got the hour glass shape. I could see her clearly. She reached to get the seasoning container and that's when I get a view of her side. So pretty and sexy and I could see her nipples from the side.

I lean against the kitchen door as I watched her cook. She was making me hard slowly. She spins around and I get a clear picture of what a miraculous body she has. Like God really took time to create her. My jaws drop at the sight of her standy firm breasts, where her nipples shot out. I was fucking hard now seeing her pussy...like wtf?!

Her body's really captivating and alluring. I look up at her face, looks like she woke up couple of hours ago or later. I thought. Her face lit up with a smile on spotting me and her tiny lips stretched into a thin yet beautiful line with her dimples by the side. She's got this really beautiful ocean blue eyes that you could actually get lost in. It's as though her eyes changes colors, or more still optical illusion. In the dark, it gives out this really beautiful green eyes, in the day time, it's blue. But whatever her eye color, she's fucking cute innit.

"Hey. Good morning". She says breaking my gaze and bringing me back to reality. And just then, I realized how I've been gawking at her body, probably drooling over her.

"Good morning". I say.

"How long have you been staring?"

"Wait what? No...I mean why'd j stare at you?" I ask rubbing that back of my head.

"Cause you like me". She says bluntly.

"Whatever. I just came to get something. I'd be quick about it. And you? What you cooking?"

"Making sandwiches".

"Sandwiches? What of pasta?"

"Sandwiches would do".

"Uh ..yeah. Whatever". I say and walk to the fridge and fling it open. I take out the juice and walk to the each to fetch me a glass cup, just then she reaches for the spatula too and our bodies come in contact. Her ass came in contact with my dick through the shorts....I felt sudden chills run down my spine casuing me to shiver. As if it wasn't enough, she always her hips at me while trying to reach for it...I found it sexy and didn't want her body to leave mine. She gets the spatula and shifts away and I get the cup and rinse it.

"Sorry". She says.

I fill up the cup with a quantity of the juice and start gulping it down when she accidentally bumps into me after spinning around causing my juice to spill on me. And then her breast comes in contact with my bare chest🤦. What a temptation. Cold chills ran through my veins once more.

"I'm...I'm...I'm sorry". She says using the kitchen towel to dry me up and then I slightly push her away.

"It's fine". I say to her and walk away.

"Wait! It's time for breakfast". She says.

I spin around and walk up to the dining and settle while she brings the food there.

"Sandwiches and coffee?! Really?" I ask.

"Yeah....what's wrong?"

"Thanks for the breakfast but I'm not hungry". I say and storm out of the dining to the kitchen. I swing open the cupboard and take out a packet of pasta. I heat up water for it after while I stuff it right in.

"I thought you said you're not hungry?"

"I am. But obviously not for sandwich and coffee".

"But I made that specially for you".

"Well, I don't like sandwiches!"

"But you've the ingredients".

"I use it to make something different".

"Whatever but how'd you expect me to know? I mean you barely talk about yourself".

"You could just ask".

"Not helping. I did ask you things about yourself but you kept giving me one straightforward answer!"

"You didn't press on".

"Do what you want!" She says and storms out of the kitchen leaving me behind to cook my breakfast.

I finish up in a couple of minutes or so and walk out the kitchen with my food in my hands and realize she just finished up both foods.

"What a foodie you are". I say.

"I'm still hungry. Let's see what you gat in those plates!'" She says bringing out a fork.

"Whoa! Keep those, you ain't joining me". I say and she looks away.

I eat up and take the left overs to the kitchen. I realized she's been watching me. I cover the left overs and walk out of the kitchen. I hide behind the door to watch what happens next.

She walks right into the kitchen after making sure I wasn't there.

"So stingy and arrogant. I knew he wouldn't be able to finish up". She says and opens the plate.

She starts to dig in and she finishes it up in a couple of minutes. I could actually finish up my food I just couldn't watch her stay hungry. I smile to myself before walking away.

I take the lift to my room and have a quick shower. Then I put on my white shorts and comb my hair then I step out of my room.

I take the escalator this time. I approach the second floor and I take the lift to the first floor.

I walk out the door. I lay on the couch busy with my laptop. There are laptops everywhere so I work anywhere I find myself. Come to think of it, she has to go shopping for the dinner date tonight. I thought.

I ring her.

"Naomi would be here to pick you in the next one hour so get ready".

"Wait. Where are we going?"

"Shopping. We've a date tonight".

"A date? You didn't tell me that, I mean we didn't plan it".

"Well I just did. I don't want her waiting when she comes so make sure you're ready before she comes". I say and hang up on her.

Marvlyn's POV

I intentionally did all that stunts in the kitchen but he felt nothing. Just when I thought I've all the time in the day to spend with him, shopping pops up. One way or the other Jason, you're gonna come for it.

I step out of my clothes and walk up to the wardrobe to get a towel and just then my door flings open and Jason steps right in.

"Jeez men! Can't you knock?!" I say as I wrap myself in my towel immediately and he apologizes and walks away.

"You can come in". I say and he walks right in.

"I'm sorry I walked in on you".

"Next time you knock please".

"I just wanted to see if you were done cause Naomi's almost here".

"You could've just called like you always do".

"I did but you weren't answering your phone". He says and I check my phone.

"Oh yeah....I...I...my phone was on silent".

"Sure, Naomi's on her way. I'd just give you time to get ready". He says and exits the room.

I sigh in frustration before heading into the bathroom.

I get out in a jiffy, after about 1 hour or so.

I dry my hair and get past getting ready. I take out a black half cut and a black jean bom short. I quickly put it on, and put on my choker and my tons of bracelets and my anklet. I wear waist beads too. I get my hair all done and spooky. I get dressed and pick up my phone and just then I saw like 10 missed calls from Jason.

I head downstairs leaving the door to my room open.

I reach the last floor and there Naomi was, they were discussing. She's a black girl.

"Do you have any other name apart from the sick name, Naomi?" I ask.

"Sorry about that, Naomi....Marvlyn. Marvlyn..." He says and I cut him short. "I know. Can we get going?" I ask.

"Sure". Naomi says.

"Be good!" He warned sternly before we exit the room.

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Naomi

The ride to the boutique was quiet but not noiseless as she was chewing noisily like a slut. It was so annoying, but what could I do? She's the boss' fiancéé. I said to myself over and over and over again.

"Yo! Nadick!" She calls out and I raise a brow at her from the rear view mirror.

"Yes ma'am? It's Naomi not Naodi-".

"Zip it! Find yourself a nice name then, not a sick ass name! Can't you move this thing any faster???"

"Ma, Jason said to drive carefully".

"You just called him Jason? Your boss Naodick! Driving carefully doesn't mean drive like a sloth! Drive this thing, let's rock this town!" She yells.

"Alright ma'am, I'm sorry. Sir not-".

"Don't say it!" She yells. "Step on that and drive this car faster mehn! Wooohooo!" She yells.

She looks, talks, walks and sounds like she's from the ghetto. She's so wild, I really didn't know where boss got such a wild girl from. She even speaks unrefined English 🤦I'm really sure ma'am and sir (Jason's parents) won't approve of her.

"Yo! Nadick! Get your ass outta that steering!" She yells.

Marvlyn.

This his PA, Naodick or what, is so annoying and slow mehn! When I was in the ghetto, Thablo would drive crazy to the club, it was really fun. I love crazy, I don't like calm....these rich dudes really missing out on all the fun of being in the ghetto. We snuck into clubs uninvited, we stole from petty shops and jewelry shops and came out clean....like all that was fun! We duped rich guys just by drugging 'em to give us their credit cards and the pins, and also by swaying our hips sexily and seductively. We were the talk of town, we rocked every party we went to. We were the notorious rock stars and pop stars. We stole diesel and petrol and gas from gasoline and filling stations, like all that was fun! We always had what to wear and eat without even spending a dime on it. We stole from warehouses and even provision stores. This is all fun. The fun in taking risks without getting caught, the fun in running the town and being feared....and all this is offered in a platter of gold now🤦. I don't have to steal anymore, because there's money to purchase it all🤦🤦. He just took away the fun in living. I'm a bloody ghetto babe!

I don't buy the idea of driving carefully, back at the ghetto, we don't do calm or careful, we do crazy and we break the rules. It's what makes us us.

We finally get to the boutique and Naomi helps wound down the window at my command and I alight the car through the window. She gives me this really puzzling look but I ignore it.