Her boss. Who would've guessed? - #2 in lesbianlove #1 in shefellfirst #3 in lesbians #2 in sapphic #1 in shefellharder #1 in bossxemployee Thank you for reading.

Just a story I wrote from the top of my head❤️ Enjoy! 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐧: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐬 " ⚠️, ‼️ 𝐨𝐫 🚨" 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 🙏🏽 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

" You know that I love you right?" River breathed, his hands around my neck, eyes filled with want. "Of course, why do you ask?" I pouted, "Because I'm about to fuck you like I hate you." ☾☾ ☽☽ Lips of honey and eyes of fire. Armani Nnandi was always the good girl. She was always the girl with the perfect grades, the one who never broke the rules and almost never went out. Her parents expected nothing less of perfection from her and she'd always known it, what kind of daughter would she be if she were to ever let them down? But what happens when she gets cast away to one of the most prestigious art academies in France all on her own, no parents, no rules and all the freedom she could've ever asked for. Armani made herself and her parents one simple promise, no boys until after college. But that was until she found herself entangled in the beautiful chaos that was River Kennedy. It was clear that River Kennedy was one of God's favorites, with silvery blue eyes and looks that could kill- he was art. But every masterpiece has a story behind it, and River's happened to be crashing into him and drowning him all at once.

"I wanted to give him a million reasons to live, even if none of those reasons somehow involved me..." X has led a life full of tragedies and set backs he carries scars and wounds so deep in his heart that love, life, and trust have no meaning. He's always searching for some sort of meaning in his everyday life, aching to fill the void. To calm the voice's in his head. And one day he discovers that what he needs in his life is innocence. And it comes in a form of a girl with a bright smile, pure heart, and shy soul. Her purity, her innocence captivate and make even the most impossible possible. X begins to form a bond, a bond that is tied by fate but the tragedy that shadows over them makes even the brightest fade. (Fair warning: This story just might make you cry)

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

"𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬" Where a girl who has a crush on the quiet/hostile boy in her English class soon finds out he's insanely toxic but somehow is unable to leave him alone ♡︎ Treylynd (Tray-lind) Don't be a ghost reader loves, vote and comment ♡︎ DISCLAIMER!!!! This is NOT your normal toxic relationship book! It's more mentally and physically abusive while Trey is VERY manipulative and narcissistic! If you aren't okay reading that then you shouldn't. Mwah!! This Book belongs to me and should not be copied, recreated, or printed in any such way without notifying me first and giving me credit. If so I will have to take legal actions. Thank you. -𝐆𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 Enjoy.

The exciting journey of Dwayne and Chanize, the perfect working-class "inner city" girl who fell in love with a Jamaican Don. But is the heart of a Jamaican Don capable of loving? (IT FULLA MISTAKE... SOON EDIT IT!!) This is a fictional story with fictional characters, I am justing living in my own lil head, so police... Don't come haul n pull me fi ntg weh me write. I don't own copyright to the audio and images used. #1 Callcenter #1 Jamaica #1 Gangster #2 Jamaican #1 Caribbean # 1 Exotic

"Even when we departed you never left me. I carried everything you said to me and did for me even when we were apart. You were inside of me. You'll always be a piece of me." Detailed description in story.

❝𝖨𝖥 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖢𝖮𝖥𝖥𝖤 𝖧𝖮𝖳, 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗘 𝗣𝗢𝗧. 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖲𝖧𝖮𝖳𝖲 𝖡𝖠𝖡𝖤, 𝗜 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗕𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦.❞ SHORT/QUICK STORY 𝐃𝐄𝐂 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

completed 2020. "When her present begins to feel all too stifle, Citrus makes the most drastic decision of her life."