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Opposites Attract

Opposites Attract

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Apr 14, 2015
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Romance
This is a story about a couple that has been through it all and still manage to make things work. Kristian is a thug that sells drugs and kills but deep down he's a gentle soul. He may be only 20 years old but he runs Atlanta of course with his baby girl Chantel by his side. No matter what, she's always there for him. Chantel is a sweetheart and she may be 19 but she knows she is going to marry Kris. She just hope he leaves the game alone and settle down with her and have a family. Please read and enjoy.
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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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