A nice girl, Zurian.
The meanest druglord, Bones.
Psychotic delusional preachers kid, Bryson.
What happens when she falls for both, not knowing anything about their hidden agenda against her?
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I was being choked to death and touched on by someone I...
the first sentence has been in the drafts since October 16th. Excuse all mistakes ( I didn't proofread). Sorry for the very late update🥲
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"How many times do I have to tell all of you that I'm fine?"
"Just take it easy, alright?" He smiled at me.
"I'm fine." I huffed.
"Yeah, I know. And, I know you'll be going back to work soon, but let me take care of you for the next couple of days. Can we do that? Will you let me?" He bit the corner of his lip with a cute dimpled smile.
hell yes.
"I guess, I can." I beamed with a smirk.
"Thank you." We got off the elevator.
"No problem. I'm glad you agreed to stay with me."
"I think I just needed to get away from my place for a little while."
"Just your place?" He looked over at me while we continued to walk.
"Okay, maybe my friends too." I laughed lightly.
"Angel has been playing nursemaid nonstop since the s-sho—the you know what happened. And, when she's not, my cousin is and his two friends."
"After you.." He motioned for me to go into his penthouse first, and I couldn't help but stare in awe.
"You live here?" I looked at him.
"Alone?"
"Ha, yeah. I do. Just me." He said simply.
"Wow. This is beautiful. And the view—it's amazing."
"Like you." I heard him mumbled.
Waterfall.
"Anyway, I thought there was 3."
"3?" I looked at him in confusion.
"3 friends?"
I was doing good.
So good.
He just had to bring him up.
"Oh yeah. 3." I looked back at the view.
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