Dark Chocolate: A BWWM Story
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  • Reads 145,797
  • Votes 5,672
  • Parts 26
  • Time 6h 35m
Ongoing, First published Nov 09, 2019
Mature
Amirah Harris is 23 old women stuck working dead end jobs of being a waitress and a motel maid. She works by taking orders, cleaning disgusting floors, and working inhumanly long hours. She goes to college on top of that which eats at her as well.

One night things changed as Amirah hears some noise. 

It came from one of the motel rooms near her. She makes the mistake by listening in on what happens to be a mafia hit. 

What happens when she's caught by the members and taken to the boss?


'I was then taken aback by a noise of muffled speaking as I stopped in my tracks and stopped the carts of cleaning supplies. 

What is that? I thought as I pressed my dark brown ear against the thin wood door, all I could hear was talking then a man who sounded angry.

Eh, nothing much as I about to make an attempt to step back when a gunshot rang out. I gasped as I heard three more following the first. 

I creeped back slowly not wanting you make any noise, but god wasn't on my side I guess as my behind hit the cart knock over bottles on cleaning sprays, a mop and a red plastic bucket of dirty mop water. 

I cursed under my breath "shit."
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