They both never felt included, Always felt lost.
She had a crooked crown
He had a unloaded gun.
She was royal.
He was a gang leader.
Alvah was born into a royal family . She was set to marry a prince and become queen and king. Into she got sick of t...
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"What the hell do you mean they are located around!"
"They are trying to form an alliance with the GGG mafia!!"
"Kill them, I'll deal with Alvah" ---- 8 hours earlier:
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Last week I was sick, it took awhile to recover, thanks to the the help from Elijah.
I changed into a cropped button up with a white flower skirt. I slipped on some white sneakers before I skipped downstairs.
"ALVAH!" Amber ran into my arms as I picked her up and hugged her.
I'm taking Amber to dance class since Elijah had a important meeting and I was glad to help so why not.
"Ready?" I asked her, as she showed me a toothy showing me her bag.
I carefully put her down before going to Elijah office feeling bad for disturbing his meeting.
The door swung back as Elijah face softened a bit when he seen me.
"Car keys?" I held out my hand.
"Which one?" He asked showing a bunch of keys.
"Your Range Rover"
Elijah handed me the keys with a small smile.
"Hey you never let me drive your cars!" Brandon shouted before Elijah closed the door.
Once I had Amber buckled in her car seat, I got in the car. The interior was fresh it was a amazing car. I probably should've mentioned to Elijah that I haven't drove in a year.
I put the address in my GPS as I turned on some soft jazz, I pulled out the garage, I cautiously drove to the address.
