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𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣', 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙜𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙨, 𝙅𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨.
𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣', 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙜𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙨, 𝙅𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨.
He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him or by anyone else. He would kill to protect the girl who cared about someone as sin...
||ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ|| ꜰʀᴀɴᴋ ᴀʙᴀɢɴᴀʟᴇ, ᴊʀ. (ʟᴇᴏɴᴀʀᴅᴏ ᴅɪᴄᴀᴘʀɪᴏ) ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ, ᴀ ʟᴀᴡʏᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏ-ᴘɪʟᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴀɪʀʟɪɴᴇ -- ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜɪꜱ 18ᴛʜ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ. ᴀ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴀ ʙʀɪʟʟɪᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ꜱᴋɪʟʟ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ʜɪꜱ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴍᴇ: ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰ 17, ꜰʀᴀɴᴋ ᴀʙᴀɢɴᴀʟᴇ, ᴊʀ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛ...
"Damn. Hasn't even been that long and you got a whole rock on your finger now, huh?" "...What are you doing here?" She unthinkingly rubbed her swollen belly, the tight knots forming in her stomach at the same time. "What you mean? I came for the art." His tone was sarcastic as he gestured at the paintings on the walls...
"So you just wanna fuck me forever, and that's it, huh?" "I ain't say-" He sucked his teeth. "We already talked about this shit, Z." "Nah." She chuckled dryly. "You just keep shutting me out." "Why you doin' this to me, Ma?" He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hm? Why you tryna fuck everything up?"...
Emoni Brown. - My girl's like candy, a candy treat She knocks me high up off my feet
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟'𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕀 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕠𝕟 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 VERY OLD READ WITH CAUTION