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"People will talk if they get wind of this" I said desperation coating my voice. "Yea." "Yea?! Is that all you have to say Dax? Yea?!" I asked trying to free myself from his grip. "Torah, people are always gonna talk. And I don't give two shits about it" he drawled with an air of nonchalance "There's nothing anyone is going to say to change my mind about you. Nothing." Torah Ajiké Davis, a young biracial teenager, had never had it easy in life, she had always wondered what was the cause for her father's unwarranted hatred. She'd hoped in her heart that he'd change for the better but realized there wasn't going to be a later when he sent her packing, to a country on a completely different continent. What happens when she's tossed into a world full of strangers with only her wits, a closed off grey eyed boy and above all, God to see her through. Read to find out.
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"Harry, don't walk away from me when I am trying to talk to you! You can not just get into a bitch fit when i am in the middle of a fucking meeting! I had to kill that guy because he saw your face!" Harry jerked away from Louis' hold, turning away from him "You said you would do a lot of fucking things. It has been weeks, baby. I get it okay. You are nervous. " Louis pulled at his shirt sarcastically giggling "Harry, nervous? HA! You think I am fucking nervous? I am terrified, Aloe! The people I deal with don't care about anything. They see you as a weakness, a way to get to me! They see you and they take you and put a fucking bullet in your head. They send that shit to me and to them, Harry, it is any old Tuesday!" -- Or an Au where morals aren't ethical, truths are lies, and love hurts. But not as much as a bullet to the buttcheck, no that hurts worse.

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