Bitter Sweet

Bitter Sweet

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture18 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., nov. 25, 2024
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Fiction
Romance
In a world where Drugs and Money rule over the majority, A young man stands in the middle with his hands controlling those around him like a puppet. But What happens when beneath the shadows comes something that he can't control? Something like a 4 letter word that sends his world spinning out of control. Sincere aperado is one of the Youngest and Most powerful drug dealers of His time and with that comes More than he begins to bear. Think this is your typical ghetto hood story? Think again. "Bitter Sweet" Isn't About the Drugs..it isn't about the money. It's About LOVE cause we all Know the streets Don't love Nobody...But No One ever said Love couldn't be found within the streets. It's riveting..it's Intoxicating..It's all so Bitter Sweet.
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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