I was made for this(changed the name)

I was made for this(changed the name)

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Zacaria Taylor was 13 when her father died an her mother became obsessed with a kingpin an got on drugs an didn't care for her an her brother lil ej who was 4 when their father passed,.there mother was never the same she would come home days later until she met Josiah the biggest kingpin west of Memphis he saw how her mother was useless an took her in the gang to be his spot girl...when she finally turned 17 everything just starting changing an her whole life was something she didn't expect... Violent language,profanity like a bitch but a good asss book just read an find out how freaky this shit turns out...
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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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