Evil In The Veins

Evil In The Veins

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When you put yourself in a dark place you're scared to come out of that shell. You thought the person you love had loved you But in reality shit aint what it seemed. Valeri was a sweet well educated girl who lived in the East side of Louisiana. She grew up in a church home as in her mom and dad are pastors. She was never the type to be a normal child she was a homebody school was her only job. One day she met the man of her dreams Marlo. Marlo took care of her everything she wanted she had it. But remember this everything that glitter ain't gold. (NBA Youngboy Story) 21+ ☺️
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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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