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Probability [H.S]
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Last published Tue, Nov 12, 2019
Probability (Chance) : A probability is the chance that something of interest will happen and is commonly expressed as a proportion i.e. it ranges from 0 to 1, whereby a probability of 0 is considered impossible and a probability of 1 is considered as certainly going to occur.
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"Will do, Navaeh." He dragged out my name, "it's so unusual, what does it mean?"
"It's Greek and it means 'heaven.'" I said.
"Hmmm does that mean that you're gonna open up your legs for me and take me to heaven?" He said softly while I close my eyes. His mouth was right by my ear as his breath fanned over my neck, awakening all the sensory nerves in that area and giving me goose bumps. His lips brushed my neck just below my ear ever so slightly. I shivered a little as blood rushed to my cheeks. I opened my eyes. suddenly becoming aware of the heat between my legs. He was awfully close.
"You wish." I whispered, "maintain a distance from me. I am very sensitive."
"Yeah, I can see." He smirked, "so Navaeh, tell me, what's the probability of me fucking you senseless and taking you to heaven?"
I gasped and looked up at him in shock, did I hear right?
"Zero. As in impossible." I said loudly ...
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Navaeh Allen is an aspiring young lady hoping to make it big in the field of chemistry and physics, studying towards a Master's degree in applied physics and chemistry. Her life is going perfectly, just as she imagined it would be with her boyfriend Veer Triano in the small city of La Lucia. She loves her life, every single aspect of it. However, her 'perfect' life is completely turned upside down when Harry Styles (an electronic engineer and former high school peer of Navaeh) walks back into her life, dragging his past enemies and history of drugs into her perfect life. Will Harry and Navaeh see eye-to-eye?
They will be hunted down. They will run. They will hide. But for how long?
What's the probability any of them will make it out of this alive?
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