Midnight

Midnight

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Control is the game. Money is the prize Since Midnight was 16 he dreamed to be rich and respected by his peers but more of his father.Taking 3 decades to build a feared monarchy in the king pin world.Midnight became the brain of his operation and his own trigger man, With his street soldiers behind him they can achieve anything they want . Amaris was the center of attention were every she went. She was the daughter of the largest king pin known. Meaty thighs, breast and her long defined hair was any man eye candy. People found it hard to resist her.
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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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