Love my Ghetto

Love my Ghetto

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Nov 18, 2016
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Romance
Love is unreal, it leaves you heart broken and ten pounds heavier. At least that's London take on love, after giving her heart away to a boy that made her believe in forever only for him to crush her. Besides with her over protective father Damien better known to the streets as Killa a retired Kingpin and her now ruling older twin brother Landon, she can not even get a boy's foot in the door. Chase better known in the streets as Beast. He made a name for himself in the streets, he started out with nothing and made it into something. The only thing being is he made a lot of enemies on the come up one being Landon. And if destiny should have its way, London and Chase just happen to meet. At first it was simply a psychical fuck or three, but than emotions start to makes its way to the equation and it's simply down hill from there. Love is unreal, maybe London should have stayed with that concept.
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Zoe Adam was a master at pretending. At eighteen, she'd perfected the art of silence, smiling when expected, nodding at the right moments, keeping her secrets tucked away in her heart. It was safer that way. With three siblings, a chaotic dysfunctional Latin household, and parents who wore kindness like a mask, Zoe learned early that love could sting just as easily as it could soothe. Her mother could call her mi vida in one breath, then leave bruises seen and unseen in the next. Her father? He floated in and out, too wrapped in his own storms to notice the ones he left behind. None knew anything. her sisters who witnessed everything but didn't say anything, had their own shields. Not her brother, who tried to be the hero but never saw what needed saving. Zoe kept everything locked inside her feelings, her loneliness, her hunger, her ache, her need until even she forgot what it felt like to be full. Then came Hayden Reid. Nineteen, half-Italian and Puerto Rican, . He moved to London that summer, taking the flat right next door. To most, he was just the new guy with the sharp jaw, quiet hazel eyes, and that permanent don't-get-too-close look. But to Zoe, he was more than that. He was her brother's best friend. The boy who used to tease her when they were kids visiting Italy. The one who disappeared after his parents split and reappeared years later with more muscle, and a haunted look she couldn't stop staring at. Hayden had his own shadows. His past was littered with broken things promises, people, places he no longer called home. Coming back to London was supposed to be a reset, not a reunion. But fate had other plans for him. Now, he lives just a few steps from Zoe's window. Too close to ignore, too far to touch. And despite the years, the distance, and the damage they see each other in a way no one else does. Two hearts with locked doors. Two people who never meant to collide again.

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