Thugs in love

Thugs in love

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Aliyaih is the daughter of not one but 2 druglords. Her mother was the biggest druglord of Queens, her father was the briggest drruglord in Harlem. Yea was, they dead now. Who killed them? Someone aliyaih used to assiocate with but is now M.I.A. Aliyaih was raised by thugs, learned how to run the game, but she is letting her cousins handle the bussiness in New York, but she is the boss. Aliyaih doesn't live by herself but she lives with her 4 year old son, Omarien. The biggest kingpin in Atlanta happens to move in next door. He learns what aliyaih is and ask her to help him out, become his partner. What will happen when their relationship becomes something more the just bussiness partners?
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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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