Silent Night

Silent Night

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Aint No Sun shine when hes gone.... Her name was Sevyn, Everyone knew she belonged to Him. She was all his. His treasure... His work of art.... His biggest prize. Granted no type of freedom what so ever, but luring for some freedom of her own. Sevyn was kidnapped as a child, sold into bondage and owned forever. But what happens when you are set free. Being kidnapped once again, Sevyn is now making her own decisions, but could she handle it on her own. Watch the journey of drug, abbuse, and criminal actions of this book take place.
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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